Thursday, September 12, 2002



I heard they'll be at Raz on the Braz next year...

Wednesday, September 11, 2002



No comment about this, just thought it was a cool picture.

Of course I refuse to see anything in the world like anyone else does.
I've been doing the usual reflecting about the last year, and I've had a lot
of feelings going on in my head. This morning when it was all quite and cool,
I had a lot more hard feelings, remembering the confusion and disbelief that i
had in the quiet and cool morning a year ago. I think my general feeling I had was
"I don't understand. This can't happen. This doesn't happen." We went to a
special service at our church that night,
and the general feeling there was confusion as well. The atmosphere there was alot
like the light at 6pm in a sanctuary in mid september... not bright enough to be
dark and not bright enough to be dark. mental fog and haze was all over the world,
the sky was quite, ironically, the sky that had contributed to this tragedy earlier in
the day. i think the confusion came mostly from the shadow enemy that we couldn't
see, attacked with means of our own capitolism and freedom, mass destriction at
the blade of box cutters, no expensive weapons, just the price of a plane ticket and
storng will that the highjackers had, a stong will and belief in something that I never will
understand.

The attack caused mass destruction in the area where it occured, in a physical sense.
It brought doubt and fear of an enemy that most never acknowledged as real.
There was an enemy without an actual government that took time to find and attack,
and it is an enemy that will never surrender, and will never be visibly conquered.

There's all the sayings that it has brought us together as a nation. I put up a flag,
I out a sticker on my car. People were on the bandwagon. people were nicer for
a while, some may have really changed their lives, some may have not.

But we aren't down, and going back to our normal lives is a big part of showing
that we are winning. The flag on my porch has some down, the flag on my
truck has since been replaced with another sticker. As I look back, we are a
nation held together by strong individuals, and the each one of us that is strong
is an asset to someone who is not so strong.

A part of America was destroyed that day.
A part of America will be rebuilt.
People died that day.
People have been born since then.
People will continue to die,
Buildings will be rebuilt.
People will love.
People will hate.
Happiness and hope will be in ourlives,
And eventually
very very very far in the future,
this will all be forgotten.
But not in our lives.


"De mortuis nil nisi bene" Speak nothing but good of the dead.
-Dan

It's already been a year... Things are more different than they ever have been, and things are more the same.

Tuesday, September 10, 2002

This old porch is a palace walk-in on the main stream Texas
It ain't ever seen or heard the day of G & R and X's
With the '62 poster that's almost faded down
And a screen with out a picture since Giant came to town
Oh no,
I love them junior mints and them red hots, too
Yes I do, oh yea, and old movie pictures

---Robert earl Keen and Lyle Lovett

That's got to be one of my all time favorite songs, and I still ever have learned to play it.
After hearing it a million times, I came across the book Giant at Costco, and decided to read it.
Took me a long time to get started, and I read about 1/3 of it before I got into it, and the first part seemed to lean toward the feminine relationshippy kinda stuff, but it turned out to be really cool. It reminded me of the way early forerunner to the stuff McMurtry wrote, The Last Picture Show and Texasville. This book makes you really understand what the old school early modern Texas is like. It's a really wholesome work compared to what I've been coming across lately, and a lot of it is written from Leslie's view comparing the barren hugness of Texas to where whe was from back east.
So, Sunday after I woke up from my 3 hours of sleep, I made my way in the afternoon to get the movie. Yes, I'd say the book was better than the movie, as always. There was a lot of the angst
and hard stuff taken out of the book and replaced with a happier theme, but it was really good. Long. Nearly 3 hours. James dean was in it, Rock Hudson, and Liz Taylor (who was kinda hot at the first part). Quite impressive to see how they played the characters from young to old and never looked too fake. And James Dean was nice enough to postpone his death until just after the filming.



I thought this place looked pretty cool... Could have saved me a good 15 minutes worth of driving for every time I attempted going to AA.