BEAUTIFUL GIRL STAY WITH ME

Originally written and Posted on Saturday, August 25, 2007


QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"I am beautiful no matter what they say...I am beautiful in every single way"
Christina Aguilera "Beautiful"


A point when inspiration hits me is one of the greatest feelings in the world.

For example:

I'm watching Californication (which WILL most definitely be on my must watch list) and a statement is said, that I not only agree on, but thanks to my still working brain, charged up the ranting batteries.

Why are we trying to kill the "woman"?

Why are we telling women they are too fat, too skinny, too tall, too short, too ugly, too beautiful, too smart, too dumb, too virginal, too slutty, not sexy, too sexy, too plain, too busty, not busty enough, too "butch", too girlie, too average or any number of things I have missed. When did getting surgeries to "fix" these "flaws" become the norm? When did having surgically enhanced breasts become so important? Who the hell thought that "fixing" a woman's nether region with laser surgery, and then call it Cosmetic Vaginal Surgery & Vaginal Rejuvenation become a good idea? When did injecting Botulinum Toxin Type A become a trendy way to try to turn back time? Because personally speaking toxin, which is a poisonous substance produced during the metabolism and growth of certain microorganisms and some higher plant and animal species, being injected into a human being can't be a good thing, especially, if it's just to remove wrinkles. Since when did seeing every bone in your skeletal frame become sexy? Why is it so important for women to trim/shave/pluck/wax certain areas to be alluring? Shouldn't a woman look like a woman and not some prepubescent girl? Why must women diet/starve/count calories to be a size that, for some, is unhealthy to be at?

In my lifetime I have seen millions of women and they are all beautiful in their own skin and in their own way.

Sure I do find some women unattractive, but it's usually their personalities that do that. I've seen, talked, dealt, and slept with some very visually pretty girls who were bone deep ugly because of their inner selves. I have also seen, talked, dealt, and slept with some very visually unattractive women who were completely breathtaking when it came to that wonderful fire that burns within them.

The skin which we look at (and appreciate) and the bodies it covers, should never ever fit into any kind of mold. How boring would it be if every woman looked exactly the same? Hell, most people don't like driving cars that look the same as their neighbors, so why would you want a woman that looks just like your neighbors? It's that special and magnificent quality that separates women into their own, now say it with me, INDIVIDUALITIES, that makes them all unique and ravishing.

We all know that silly fact that no two snowflakes are the same. We marvel at this fact. It's something that we tell each other all the time. It's something that were told as kids.

"Look how beautiful and fragile each and every snowflake is. Because you know, no two are the same."

Yet we want all women to be the same size and shape, because if you're not, it needs to be fixed. If your too this or that, fix it, because if you don't, nobody will want you. No one wants a girl who says/believes that. You need to act like this because that is what is expected of you. If you don't look like (fill in whichever celebrity you want in here) well than you just aren't good enough.

---start of slightly off topic rant---

Take Paris Hilton, she's a dumb girl, who contributes nothing. She isn't a celebrity because of anything positive she might have done, but simply because she has money. She has no skills, has no talent, and believes that she is head and shoulders above all us "normal folks." Yet, she does something that gets her treated like a normal person and all of a sudden she's a fucking victim?!?! She than goes on a speaking tour, and then gets paid an ungodly amount of money (that she DOESN'T need) to tell everyone about the hell she has endured. AND YET, girls still want to be like her?? Fuck that!!!

---end of slightly off topic rant---

So we sit here and compare the women who are right in front of us, and fix them. You all know what I'm talking about. I'm talking about comments and statements like...

Well she'd be pretty if she lost some weight.

She'd be hot if her tits were bigger/smaller.

She has a butter face, she's so hot but her face.

Oh man she's so fat/ugly I wouldn't fuck her with YOUR dick.

Such a shame, she's a fucking dyke. What a waste.

After a couple of drinks I could fuck her.

She's a two bagger. One for her and one for me in case hers rips.

...or any others I have missed.

And we sit and wonder why women have eating disorders, mental issues, emotional crutches, and baggage. It's because we as a whole are giving it to them. Look around you. Every person on this planet is different. We all agree on that, correct? So why are we trying to cookie cut the females of this world. Too fat, too skinny, too tall, too short, too ugly, too beautiful, too smart, too dumb, too virginal, too slutty, not sexy, too sexy, plain, too busty, not busty enough, too "butch", too girlie, too average or another descriptive term you want, does not define the true works of art that walk this Earth.

All the cosmetic surgeries, botox injections, calorie counting, shaving, trimming, dyeing, dieting, and spackling you do will not make you look like someone else. It will still be you. And you still matter the most, under all those "improvements". When the day is done and the dust settles it's still only you living your life, so don't let anybody or anything change you. You will always be you. You will have to live with yourself, in the same skin, that you are trying so hard to fit into a mold that simply does not exist. A mold that should have been dead and buried a long time ago. A mold we should have never have made.

So in closing...

Be unique.

Be yourself.

Be beautiful.

Because you already are.

WHY IS IT, WHEN YOU LOSE SOMETHING, YOU LOOK LIKE HELL FOR IT?

You ever notice the only time you lose something and find the need to look for it, are the times right before you have to leave for somewhere and you need it for something?


But of course for the last 2 weeks it has meant nothing, not a care as to where or what it is. But now you're running late and the need to know where said object is and because it is imperative that it leave your home with you. Than and only than does it becomes a mad obsession.


You have to find it. Right now at this moment, because later will not suffice. At this juncture there is no later.


The only thing worse than the frenzied and panicked scramble, is when you call out the search party (you know, whoever finds it necessary to help out) that it becomes a life or death predicament.


Than when you have looked everywhere and have exhausted all you top secret resources (like looking in between the couch cushions or digging through the trash) that you try to call off the dogs from this code blue DEF-CON 5 engagement, that now it becomes a dire situation.


Now the rescue party doesn't listen (believing they know what's most prudent at this juncture), they continue looking for said object with idée fixe that makes King Kong's fixation on blonds seem like a passing fancy.


At this time I have accepted that the long lost object is MIA-presumed dead. I'm playing TAPS on the now long gone dealie-bob (can you believe I actually got that word from dictionary.com.....crazy).


During this moment the search party are still collecting data and going over the files and statistics repeatedly making sure that no stone went unturned (ergo looking in the same spots over and over again, yet coming up with the same results repeatedly). Yet here I am going (and yes I am making the stupid quote marks with my fingers) "its gone fergetaboutit!"


Now 10 minutes has gone by and I have mourned the missing object and I have found the strength to go on.


I am informed that the rescue parties have finally come to the same conclusion that I came to (even though I came to it 10 minutes earlier), it's gone the way of the planes over the Bermuda Triangle, gone, poof and mysteriously disappeared.


Why do I bring this up? Because I seem to find a little bit of happiness in the fact that since I could not rescue said object from the jaws of mystery that neither could anyone else.


I gave up on said object earlier, than to watch my cohorts frantically search the same places as if they were virginal and untouched (even though I know that not less than 30 seconds ago they had checked the same place). Needless to say it brought up a wonderful conclusion and anecdote, which I choose to share.


Look for something only as long as you have to.


There are things, no matter what you do, that happen. Not for the good or the bad, but they JUST happen.


Life with all of its ups, and downs, does not mean keep looking back and searching in the places you have already looked. It's about looking around as we travel forward, facing the future and exploring the unknown.

So today............... I Like It Here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HAPPY NEW YEAR BOYS AND GIRLS, MEN AND WOMEN, YOUNG AND OLD, HAPPY NEW YEAR AND FACE THE FUTURE

THIS IS TRULY HOW MY BRAIN WORKS 3

QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"Without music life would be a mistake."
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche


After the last few entries, I decided to just let the fingers flow with little assistance from the brain.

Right now "Hip Today" by Extreme is playing. It's only one of two songs on their fourth album I thought was any good. It's just a cool and funky rock song. No real thought process goes on in my waste of grey matter when it's playing. There's no emotional attachment to it either. It's like drinking water when you are thirsty. Most of the time you don't think about it, you just do it because you're thirsty.

Roadhouse Blues is being performed by Pearl Jam right now. This is one of my wife's favorite Doors tune's. I know she prefers the the original, but Gall dang it, it's Pearl Jam. This is such a great beer drinking, cigarette smoking and grooving song. I can sit here and just mellow to it all day long. It's been a quite a while since I just grooved to music with a cold beer. Maybe I'll do that tomorrow morning. Just chill and let the music carry me for a while. That sounds like a pretty good idea.

You ever notice how music and smells are the things that trigger memories the most. Stryper's Calling On You, takes me back to middle school, hanging out with my friend Neil, trying to find my place in the public school hierarchy, losing my identity and starting on the path that eventually led me to the here and now. Sadly, the smell of corn dogs does the same thing. The first time I had those was in middle school too.

I love groovin' songs. The kind that lift you up and just carry you along for a little while. Mother Love Bone's Stargazer is one of those type of songs. This was the band that actually opened my eyes to music that wasn't covered in Aqua net and spandex. It's actually pretty difficult to type while this song is playing. I just want to dance in my smooth seizure like way that I known for. It's sad and m-bare-ass-sing to boot.

Do you remember the first time, you saw a man fly on the big screen, and actually believed it? I was 6 years old. I remember being in complete awe. I remember tearing up because, thanks to movie magic, Christopher Reeve was flying. It's always been a fantasy of mine to be able to fly. Oh by the way it's the Superman movie theme, if you couldn't guess.

Now another Pearl Jam song and ironically it's Given to Fly. Yeah, that would be awesome. It's music like this, that makes me feel so special to have my hearing. After, experiencing such moving music, I can't fathom the idea of a world of silence. That, I truly believe, would be hell on earth.

I love Shotgun Messiah. I love the raw music, the raw lyrics and the raw vocals. I remember seeing them at Summerfest many years ago. I was so blown away by them, and when they played this song (Living Without You) I realized that the relationship I was a part of back then, was one that would never go anywhere.

I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I have gone through so many days when I have felt like this. I wonder, how many of us have those "I think I'm going crazy" moments? I know for a little while, I had a hard time holding onto reality. Thankfully, the really bad days are behind me. Now I just have moments of doubt, which is an improvement. That was Unwell by Matchbox 20.

I know Creed is preachy. I know they are spiritual rock bordering very closely to god rock. But I really like Scott's vocals. I am a fan of the "rock" voice. The ones that are gritty and emotional. In My Own Prison you can almost feel the anguish, and you can definitely hear it. I would have to say that My Own Prison is my favorite Creed song.

OK...the random feature is really creeping me out. Metalingus by Alter Bridge is playing now. You know the members of Creed without Scott singing. I actually fell in love with song because Edge (a WWE wrestler) uses it as his entrance song, and it's just got this awesome chunky "ROCK ROAR," if you know what I mean.

And I'll be calling it a day with Train's "Calling All You Angels." I think this is such a pretty song. I have asked many of the questions that comprise the lyrics. I question so much, and I have so many problems accepting everything the way it is. There have been so many times I just wanted to give up, and be like most everyone else, a sheep that follows the herd. But then there's someone or something that pulls me back. Is it angels? Beats the hell out of me, but I always say thank you. You know, just in case.

Just thought I'd share my thoughts while most of my favorite songs are playing. I hope you enjoyed, or at least I hope you didn't fall asleep.

BEAUTIFUL GIRL STAY WITH ME

QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"I am beautiful no matter what they say...I am beautiful in every single way"
Christina Aguilera "Beautiful"


A point when inspiration hits me is one of the greatest feelings in the world.

For example:

I'm watching Californication (which WILL most definitely be on my must watch list) and a statement is said, that I not only agree on, but thanks to my still working brain, charged up the ranting batteries.

Why are we trying to kill the "woman"?

Why are we telling women they are too fat, too skinny, too tall, too short, too ugly, too beautiful, too smart, too dumb, too virginal, too slutty, not sexy, too sexy, too plain, too busty, not busty enough, too "butch", too girlie, too average or any number of things I have missed. When did getting surgeries to "fix" these "flaws" become the norm? When did having surgically enhanced breasts become so important? Who the hell thought that "fixing" a woman's nether region with laser surgery, and then call it Cosmetic Vaginal Surgery & Vaginal Rejuvenation become a good idea? When did injecting Botulinum Toxin Type A become a trendy way to try to turn back time? Because personally speaking toxin, which is a poisonous substance produced during the metabolism and growth of certain microorganisms and some higher plant and animal species, being injected into a human being can't be a good thing, especially, if it's just to remove wrinkles. Since when did seeing every bone in your skeletal frame become sexy? Why is it so important for women to trim/shave/pluck/wax certain areas to be alluring? Shouldn't a woman look like a woman and not some prepubescent girl? Why must women diet/starve/count calories to be a size that, for some, is unhealthy to be at?

In my lifetime I have seen millions of women and they are all beautiful in their own skin and in their own way.

Sure I do find some women unattractive, but it's usually their personalities that do that. I've seen, talked, dealt, and slept with some very visually pretty girls who were bone deep ugly because of their inner selves. I have also seen, talked, dealt, and slept with some very visually unattractive women who were completely breathtaking when it came to that wonderful fire that burns within them.

The skin which we look at (and appreciate) and the bodies it covers, should never ever fit into any kind of mold. How boring would it be if every woman looked exactly the same? Hell, most people don't like driving cars that look the same as their neighbors, so why would you want a woman that looks just like your neighbors? It's that special and magnificent quality that separates women into their own, now say it with me, INDIVIDUALITIES, that makes them all unique and ravishing.

We all know that silly fact that no two snowflakes are the same. We marvel at this fact. It's something that we tell each other all the time. It's something that were told as kids.

"Look how beautiful and fragile each and every snowflake is. Because you know, no two are the same."

Yet we want all women to be the same size and shape, because if you're not, it needs to be fixed. If your too this or that, fix it, because if you don't, nobody will want you. No one wants a girl who says/believes that. You need to act like this because that is what is expected of you. If you don't look like (fill in whichever celebrity you want in here) well than you just aren't good enough.

---start of slightly off topic rant---

Take Paris Hilton, she's a dumb girl, who contributes nothing. She isn't a celebrity because of anything positive she might have done, but simply because she has money. She has no skills, has no talent, and believes that she is head and shoulders above all us "normal folks." Yet, she does something that gets her treated like a normal person and all of a sudden she's a fucking victim?!?! She than goes on a speaking tour, and then gets paid an ungodly amount of money (that she DOESN'T need) to tell everyone about the hell she has endured. AND YET, girls still want to be like her?? Fuck that!!!

---end of slightly off topic rant---

So we sit here and compare the women who are right in front of us, and fix them. You all know what I'm talking about. I'm talking about comments and statements like...

Well she'd be pretty if she lost some weight.

She'd be hot if her tits were bigger/smaller.

She has a butter face, she's so hot but her face.

Oh man she's so fat/ugly I wouldn't fuck her with YOUR dick.

Such a shame, she's a fucking dyke. What a waste.

After a couple of drinks I could fuck her.

She's a two bagger. One for her and one for me in case hers rips.

...or any others I have missed.

And we sit and wonder why women have eating disorders, mental issues, emotional crutches, and baggage. It's because we as a whole are giving it to them. Look around you. Every person on this planet is different. We all agree on that, correct? So why are we trying to cookie cut the females of this world. Too fat, too skinny, too tall, too short, too ugly, too beautiful, too smart, too dumb, too virginal, too slutty, not sexy, too sexy, plain, too busty, not busty enough, too "butch", too girlie, too average or another descriptive term you want, does not define the true works of art that walk this Earth.

All the cosmetic surgeries, botox injections, calorie counting, shaving, trimming, dyeing, dieting, and spackling you do will not make you look like someone else. It will still be you. And you still matter the most, under all those "improvements". When the day is done and the dust settles it's still only you living your life, so don't let anybody or anything change you. You will always be you. You will have to live with yourself, in the same skin, that you are trying so hard to fit into a mold that simply does not exist. A mold that should have been dead and buried a long time ago. A mold we should have never have made.

So in closing...

Be unique.

Be yourself.

Be beautiful.

Because you already are.

THIS IS TRULY HOW MY BRAIN WORKS 2

QUOTE OF THE DAY:"Whatever you believe with feeling becomes your reality."
Brian Tracy

Good Riddance by Green Day starts this off. Man I love this song. It's as true to life as a song can possibly be. How many times have we all sat here thinking about all that has come and question it, knowing that nothing can change it, but wonder "what if?" anyway. In my humble opinion this is one of the most perfect songs ever written.

How many of us "older folks" remember our days as freshman? Well Verve Pipe's Freshman is playing, and well to be very honest this song doesn't hit any "memory lane" moments, it's still a pretty cool song. I guess the connector for me is simply the fact that as kids, we never believe anything will affect us, than "the future" does a blind side bitch slap and all of a sudden we're growing up. That was one of the truly scary moments of my life. The very day I realized I wasn't a "kid" anymore. I think it happened about a week ago. LOL. Just kidding. It happened when my sister came home the first time. She was 3 days old, and I knew at that moment, that the rest of my life I would do all that I could do to make sure her and my mom would be safe...at my expense. Some day I'll tell you about that.

Hey There Delilah by the Plain White T's is one of those songs that I listen to, only because my wonderful wife sings along with it every time. So when this song comes on the radio, I never turn it off, because she seems to like it a lot. You know one day I'll have to ask her why she likes this song.

Oh My God!!! Bowling for Soup is on with Girl All the Bad Guys Want. This just takes me back to high school to one of my female friends. Melody was that girl. Man , you have no idea how many guys came up to me asking me to put in a good word for them. Sadly being the honest guy (cock blocking bastard), I was I never ever did.

'Cuz I'm Freeeeee Faaaallin' is one of the most memorable moments from the movie Jerry McGuire, because I have felt that moment. You know when you want to sing a song, and nothing good is playing. Then all of a sudden a song that you know the words too, and is at least an OK song comes on, than you belt it out with more passion than the song writer/performer ever had. hat's what I feel whenever this song comes on. That and up until I met Season, I was free falling. Just kind of landing where I landed, only to jump again, and every time, hoping that I would land somewhere nice. I finally did, thank god, because I don't know how many more rough landings I could have handled. By the way if you couldn't tell, this song was Free Fallin by Tom Petty.

You know that song that is almost about you, not completely but almost. That's what Pink's Don't Let Me Get Me is to me. You know, just wanting to be someone else. Hell at most times, it didn't even matter who it might be, but whoever it was it had to better than the skin I was wearing.

LOL...Finding a Good Man by Danielle Peck is just one of those really fun songs...even though it's kind of shitting on all us men. Sadly if it wasn't mostly true I'd be offended, but it kind of is.

OK, I'm not the most avid lyric listener type of person, but when I first heard this song, Hinder's Lips of an Angel I thought it was OK. But The song grew on me, that is until my wife heard it. She looked at me with complete horror. She asked me if I even knew what the song was about. And being the calm, cool collected individual I am I said...no it just sounds nice. Well than of course I had to look up the lyrics...well after I read the lyrics, the first person I had thought of, was Season. These were the conversations we had sort of. We never really expressed our feelings completely, well I tried at least. I asked her, and she gave me some line, about being intriguing, and I thought "Well I guess I'll settle." But we kept talking, and I kept hoping that she would say something that would let me know that she felt the same. Of course that didn't happen until much later. So I guess when ever I hear this song I think of all those conversations we had on yahoo, with both of us thinking the same thing, just neither of us knowing.

Dusty Springfield's Son of a Preacher Man, is the only reason I bought the Pulp Fiction Soundtrack. It's such a great song, that I always find myself singing along to it. The song is just so cool. AND I don't know why.

LOL, if there was ever a driving song this would be it. Gary Numan's Cars is such a great driving song, even though personally I prefer Fear Factory's version better. I love the chunky guitars in that version, but none the less it's a great road trip song.

Well it's almost 6 A.M. and I'm tired. So I'm going to bed...g'night all.

THIS IS TRULY HOW MY BRAIN WORKS

QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"Without music life would be a mistake."
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche.

I read a blog where the writer does this every once in a while. He turns on his I-pod hits shuffle than writes, and shares the music. Well I don't have an I-pod, but between the music that I do have I set up a bunch of random stuff so let's get the show on the road

At this moment Cochise by Audislave is playing. It's such a great rock song. I find myself headbanging to it all the time. I just finished watching the Eureka on SCI FI. Check it out. It's a lot of fun.

The Man In Black is kickin it with I Walk The Line. He may have never been a great singer, but Johnny Cash is without a doubt a great songwriter, who honestly belives in the less is more approach. And yes I was a fan before the movie. Which was very good by the way.

I still don't know why I like this band, but I do. I can't name 98% of their songs but Oasis is very cool. The room is being filled with Wonderwall right now, and though it aint my most fave song by them, it sure is better than a lot of the crap that get's played on the radio. I got so sick of the radio and all the top 40 crap being played, I was listening to a station that was playing "all the hits of the 60's and 70's." There is something kind of odd yet refreshing hearing Fleetwood Mac, the Ramones, Beach Boys and the Bee Gees.

OK the Foo Fighters is by far one the coolest straight up rock n roll bands to come out in forever, and Best of You is one of the coolest rock songs that they do. I miss Nirvana though. I miss the passion and angst that Kurt Cobain possesed. Suicide pises me off. I have a lot of troubles forgiving those people who take the easy way out. It's like cutting off your arm instead of trimming a finger nail. It's an extreme stupidity for a single moment of pain.

Trace Adkins is singing about One Hot Mama, and now I'm thinking about my wife. Wait who am I kidding, I think about her a whole lot of the time. She just cut her hair, and I told her it looked nice, except that she missed this tiny spot, and that turned into a "OH GREAT I TRASHED MY HAIR" thing. This is the same girl who spent all this time on her hair one day, JUST so she could put a hat on. Maybe it's safer not getting it.

One by Metallica is starting now. I actually saw Johnny Got His Gun as a PBS play and it was so disturbing. I had nightmares for months. When I saw the video for One it brought back all those nightmares. You know I also saw the Elephant Man as a PBS play too. For some reason I want to say that David Bowie was in it. Hmmm, I may have to look that up one of these days.

Brooks and Dunne, Hillbilly Deluxe may not be my first choice but still a rockin song. Sorry, just had a bathroom break.

WOW, these guys are good. Has anyone heard of 36 Crazyfists or the song The Heart and The Shape. This is my first time hearing them and it. Some very cool head banging metal, very cool tune.

There are some bands who just sound so good no matter what it is they sing. Alice in Chains is one of those bands. The tune playing right now What The Hell Have I, and I am so groovin to it right now. You know I sorta feel like those guys who will continue to talk into your answering machine/voice mail just to take up space and time. Oh, wait, umm...hehe..sorry, I am one of those guys. I hate guys like that.

Ok I think this will be the last song of the night. DAMN...it's a long one. Radar Love by Golden Earring, is a great road song. I have no clue how many times this song has accompanied your truly on a Destination Nowhere Road Trip. Ok just in case I have never mentioned a DNRT is when you get in your car, you get on a/any highway and you drive. You give yourself a time limit of some kind. Whether it's actual time, a fill up, or whatever you decide on, and you drive. When you get to your limit you stop and see where you are. It's a great way to see the state you live in. It also helps when you have the wanderlust bug bite your ass.

OK, thanks for listening with me. Talk to you soon.