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Ajde is still in the hospital. Distracting myself with Holiday Lights.
J CHURCH - "Christmas Lights"
Christmas lights are colorful,
A mini-disco, a pistolero,
Lost in lonely heartache,
It's literal this time,
I'm counting up to half a million,
I used to know all of the presidents,
By name and order of appearance,
In attics in my mind
Traipsing down memory lane,
The streets are all but vacant,
Like some psychic neutron bomb,
Cleaned out this whole town,
Pretty pills once meaning pleasure,
Are now part of the regimen,
I am lost in thought,
There's no need to hang around
Even in a far-off desert,
I can wait a thousand years,
and if I don't know what I'm waiting for,
I can still pretend,
I'm waiting for your guilt assistance,
Waiting, waiting, waiting,
I've got nothing better to do,
Some say it's sad but true
Christmas lights are colorful,
Mini-disco, a pistolero,
Lost in lonely heartache,
It's literal this time,
I'm counting on your secret mission,
Save me from my memory,
Some say I love the drama,
No, I just don't mind
Christmas lights are colorful,
Mini-disco, a pistolero,
Lost in lonely heartache,
It's literal this time
Friday, December 27, 2013
Lights (361/365)
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Morning (360/365)
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A lovely morning ended sadly - Ajde is at the emergency vet hospital. Hoping for a speedy recovery.
JETS TO BRAZIL - "Morning New Disease"
morning new disease charcoal in bed
boansoaked anemic listen in horror
to the scraping of flatware and china
and saran wrap to stifle libido
air shaft a chasm their lives flung open
sickness is a time for hating your neighbors
in their milk flats with five kids too many
having day sex because they're all daughters
and you're thinking the same two things
over and over again
I am dreaming of a life and I am dreaming of waking up
there's this anger rising cancer in me standing like a wall between
the waking world I seek and this infected plane of sleep
love come like an axe to all this ice and set me free
there's a black rewarding book
beneath this stiff sheet if you look carefully
noise police white hearse tv air wave methadone
diet contact safe sex antibiotics
for your safety we've taken sharp objects
it's their object to keep you from waking
taste test serenade we dig the grave
lose weight astrologically no money down
for your enjoyment we've excised the dialogue
for your protection we've installed a camera
just keep thinking the same clean thoughts
and keep telling yourself it's allright
I am dreaming of a life
and it's not the life that's mine
in a stolen car I rocket west out past that Jersey line
and the robots in their riot gear glimmer in my rearview mirror
love came like an axe and had her way with this coarse earth
and a small deserving book she was recovered and understood
and I awoke
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Christmas (359/365)
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My family is here for Christmas! Yay!
RELIENT K - "12 Days Of Christmas"
On the first day of christmas
my true love gave to me
a Partridge in a Pear Tree
On the second day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Two Turtle Doves,
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
On the third day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves,
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree
On the fourth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves,
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves,
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
whats a partridge?
and whats a pear tree?
I don't know so please don't ask me
But I can bet those are terrible gifts to get.
On the sixth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves,
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
On the seventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Seven Swans-a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves,
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Eight Maids-a-Milking,
Seven Swans-a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves,
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
On the ninth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids-a-Milking,
Seven Swans-a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
ohhh, awww-e-awww,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves,
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
whats a partridge?
and whats a pear tree?
I don't know so please don't ask me
But I can bet those are terrible gifts to get.
On the tenth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Ten Lords-a-Leaping,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids-a-Milking,
Seven Swans-a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four
Three French
Two Doves,
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
On the eleventh day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Eleven Pipers Piping,
Ten Lords-a-Leaping,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids-a-Milking,
Seven Swans-a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves,
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
On the twelvth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Twelve Drummers Drumming,
Eleven Pipers Piping,
Ten Lords-a-Leaping,
Nine Ladies Dancing,
Eight Maids-a-Milking,
Seven Swans-a-Swimming,
Six Geese-a-Laying,
Five Golden Rings,
Four Calling Birds,
Three French Hens,
Two Turtle Doves,
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree.
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Hearth (358/365)
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My hearth is warm this evening and safe thanks to a new fire screen from my family:)
LARRY AND HIS FLASK - "Log, Hearth And Ash"
There are others in this house, I hear them calling from the outer rooms
Log, hearth and ash under stale kerosene fumes
Footsteps in the saddening snow lead me farther from this place
Second chair drums keeping swaggering pace
But there are few who know where I'm going
And few who know where I've been
Not again
I've burned my desire, placed it upon the pyre
Seen the floors cave in and our hearts swell within
Turned water into piss, felt sodden and soiled from a wretched kiss
Filled an ocean with tears, all within just 27 years
Spare me the compassion that other men might show
All has been lost in the harvest moon glow
With hateful embers in my chest, I'll go wandering through the night
With godspeed I'll travel downward hence the light
But there are few who know where I'm going
And few who know where I've been
Not again
I've burned my desire, placed it upon the pyre
Seen the floors cave in and our hearts swell within
Turned water into piss, felt sodden and soiled from a wretched kiss
Filled an ocean with tears, all within just 27 years
The pages of my time-worn life, written in blood
The skin will peel, the wounds won't heal
Awaiting the flood
I've burned my desire, placed it upon the pyre
Seen the floors cave in and our hearts swell within
Turned water into piss, felt sodden and soiled from a wretched kiss
Filled an ocean with tears, all within just 27 years
Monday, December 23, 2013
Happy (357/365)
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A lovely gift from the happy couple today... it was so fun to do this engagement shoot and now I have an awesome metal print. Yay!
DEAD MILKMEN - "Happy Is"
Happy is the bride
The sun shines upon
Happy is the corpse
The rain falls down upon
You say I'm happy
Ya' know that can't be true
Cause I won't be happy
'till I annihilate you
Like some worm that crawls on the ground
Like someone we don't want around
You're the unwanted relative at the picnic
Like some worm that crawls on the ground
Like someone we don't want around
Happy is the bride
The sun shines upon
Happy is the corpse
The rain falls down upon
You say I'm happy
Ya' know that that's a lie
Cause I won't be happy
'till I see you die
Like some river they had to pollute
Like some mad dog we gotta shoot
We're gonna have to end your misery
Like some river they had to pollute
Like some mad dog we gotta shoot
Happy are the children
Playin' in the sun
Happy is my wife
Her day of work is done
You say I'm happy
Ya' know that can't be true
Cause I won't be happy
'till I annihilate you
Like some worm that crawls on the ground
Like someone we don't want around
You're the unwanted relative at the picnic
Like some worm that crawls on the ground
Like someone we don't want around
Happy is the bride
The sun shines upon
Happy is the corpse
The rain falls down upon
Sunday, December 22, 2013
Sow (356/365)
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Expanded my horizons today - it's fun to sow a terrarium garden!
CONVERGE - "Reap What You Sow"
My barren plan to be a better man
Rots in abandoned fields
These idle hands inherit spoiled lands
As the hungry become the pigs
We reap (and) we sow
We mourn who we were
Love what we lost
In the grave of... (youth)
Laying with lions to hide my grief
From the beast that never sleeps
Our tired hearts tear us apart
Searching for the key
Reap what we sow
Wicked Pretty @ WonderRoot 12.16.13
Wicked Pretty @ WonderRoot 12.16.13, a set on Flickr.
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Wicked Pretty plays WonderRoot, Atlanta, GA on December 16, 2013.
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Burners @ WonderRoot 12.16.13
Burners @ WonderRoot 12.16.13, a set on Flickr.
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Burners play WonderRoot, Atlanta, GA on December 16, 2013.
Note: Please share, download and use these photos for non-commercial purposes but be sure to abide by the creative commons license by crediting the photos to Nicole Kibert / www.elawgrrl.com and if using online, add a link back to this page or to www.elawgrrl.com. This license does not permit commercial use. Thanks.