last one for 2009

read, read, watch/listen. happy new year-on to the next, bigger and better to come im sure-it has to be. cheers.

just the two of us

Mabel and I went home for Christmas alone to my parents house this year and did a whole lot of having a blast. In between drawing and chasing each other around Nana and Bapa's house and climbing up and down stairs, reading and drawing or watching Pete's Dragon we did this-went Bowling at the Roxy with Aunt Mary. Mabel def caught on quick as soon as she learned the point was to throw the ball as hard as she could. We also played pool-or aka she stood on the table and kept putting the cue ball in the different pockets and rushing to the drop to do it again in between chicken tenders, steak fries and Bapa's soda swiggs. Have to say-one of the best - non stressful Xmas's ever.


Cheers

Ex-mas Eve

headed to the river tonight after a day with my little lady and picking her up xmas morning again to visit Nana and Papa in the Cape. Aunt Mary, snow and the great feeling of going home-I couldn't be happier.

Cheers

the better parts of space

"And in this life like weeds, you're just a rock to me
I could have told you all that I love you
And in the places you go, you'll see the place where you're from
I could have told you all that I love you
And in the faces you meet, you'll see the place where you'll die
I could have told you all that I love you
And on the day that you die, you'll see the people you'd met
I could have told you all that I love you
And in the faces you see, you'll see just who you've been
I wish I could have told you all:
In this life like weeds, eyes need us to see
Hearts need us to bleed, in this life like weeds
You're a rock to me
I know where you're from, but where do you belong?
In this life like weeds, you're the dirt I'll breath
In this life like weeds, you're a rock to me
All this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up
Until there's nothin' left to breathe
And you think you feel most everything
And we know that our hearts are just made out of strings
To be pulled, strings to be pulled
So you think you've figured out everything
But we know that our minds are just made out of strings
To be pulled, strings to be pulled
All this talkin' all the time and the air fills up, up, up
Until there's nothing left to breathe
Up until there's nothin' left to speak.
Up until the better parts of space"

MM-life like weeds

-hands down one of the best songs ever written. couldn't find a video worth posting so fuck it-this works for me.

movie of the year

can't wait

shinning at the moon

the holidays are always filled with cheer some way or another-this fills my glass. enjoy your ugly Christmas sweaters, Rangers won finally-i'm happy.

"All this time"

Private Pile

2010-an early resolution

John Keats


i return to Albany it's most prized stolen possession-i should have never tried to keep what wasn't mine to begin with.

cheers to the new year.

bwah bwah

awesome.

Jan 9th

My twin brother has booked Brown Bird for Jan 9th with the Landlines at the Madison Grille, PBR and Whiskey specials all night-9bucks at the door. Come support good music and good looking people-and ring in the new year with a bang, because 2009 SUCKED DICK. No uglies allowed.

"scattered across miles and time"

Went to NYC for the night for Jer's 30th. Rode down to Beacon and met up with Sean and his Babies Momma before hoping on the train with the buds and a bottle of whiskey. Needless to say I was spent by the time we hit BK. But after meeting up with the rest of the fam and going to Keg and Lantern in Greenpoint and seeing so many awesome old faces spirits were lifted and a good old fashioned celebration began. I lost 5 bucks on a bet because Vorce blew it, and I watched Little Matt drink his beer with 20 bucks ripped up in it. It felt it use to without the drama and when we were all under the same roof in the same city. Megs was there which made the fact Danny wasn't a lot easier and it felt good to smile again be around those that know how to cheer you up. After spending too much money at Enids and seeing Buckley sleep found its way back to Damons with Sean Matt and myself. Scooped a ride home with CB in the am after eating a jar of pickles to shake the demons out of my head and it feels good to be with my little girl again after not seeing her hardly at all this week.

So THANK YOU to all whom I saw and miss and will see again soon around the holidays-sorry Damon we didnt say goodbye at your work but Sean owes the BK library system some serious money and he is on the lamb because of it-thought you would set him up with fuzz if we came in. Anyways, Cheers.