All of this green tea sometimes makes me crave something sweeter. I really wanted something like an orange soda today, but wondered what else I could drink instead that still tasted sweet but without the high fructose corn syrup and tons of sugar and opted for this Naked Juice Strawberry Banana Smoothie instead. It was really, really good.
Although it looses much of it’s nutrients in the bottling process, it still was a good alternative to an orange soda. It took away my craving for something sweet, and it makes you feel good to drink something healthy.
This smoothie was about $3 from Kwik Trip, so essentially double what the soda would have cost. But I suppose $3 isn’t ridiculously unreasonable considering each bottle contains 22 strawberries, and apple and a banana. Try one next time your out!
This past weekend I bought a new tea infuser! It’s working better then the ball and chain style one that I had before. Some of the selling points for this one was that it gives the tea more room to expand, thereby bringing out more flavor in the tea, also it’s easier to clean, it’s made from stainless steel, and the holes are so tiny that there isn’t grains at the bottom of my cup after I am done drinking. I find this one looks cool as well. I’d recommend it.
Last night I watched the film Synecdoche, New York. I found it to be a very sad film. It follows a man as he begins to age. There are many good, but sad lines in the movie that force you to think about your own mortality. The movie outlines the brutal truth of your life.
“Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won’t know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it’s what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn’t really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I’ve felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I’ve been pretending I’m OK, just to get along, just for, I don’t know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody. Amen”
“What was once before you – an exciting, mysterious future – is now behind you. Lived; understood; disappointing. You realize you are not special. You have struggled into existence, and are now slipping silently out of it. This is everyone’s experience. Every single one. The specifics hardly matter. Everyone’s everyone. So you are Adele, Hazel, Claire, Olive. You are Ellen. All her meager sadnesses are yours; all her loneliness; the gray, straw-like hair; her red raw hands. It’s yours. It is time for you to understand this. Walk. As the people who adore you stop adoring you; as they die; as they move on; as you shed them; as you shed your beauty; your youth; as the world forgets you; as you recognize your transience; as you begin to lose your characteristics one by one; as you learn there is no-one watching you, and there never was, you think only about driving – not coming from any place; not arriving any place. Just driving, counting off time. Now you are here, at 7:43. Now you are here, at 7:44. Now you are… Gone.”
“My father died. They said his body was riddled with cancer and that he didn’t know, he went in because his finger hurt. They said he suffered horribly, and that he called out for me before he died. They said that he said he regretted his life. They said he said a lot of things, too many to recount, and they said it was the longest and the saddest deathbed speech any of them had ever heard.”
Saw this on Facebook over lunch, and decided to re-post it. The news cast says you could see it throughout Wisconsin, Minnesota, and Iowa. With all the lightening here last night I probably mistook it for lighting. I do remember seeing a very bright flash. I can’t believe the video footage from Milwaukee, always nice to see Milwaukee again. Pretty cool.
Watching this, I can’t help but think dooms day is near (not really), but it does make you think. Climate change, melting polar ice caps, tsunamis (Sri Lanka), hurricanes & flooding (New Orleans), Earthquakes (China, California, Haiti) THE END IS NEAR!!! REPENT!!! LOL. Boy will my face be red if it really is.
These signs make me think of the lyrics in the song Aenema by Tool…
Tool – Aenema (lyrics)
Some say the end is near.
Some say we’ll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I’ll see you down in Arizona bay.
Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.
It’s a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I’ll see you down in Arizona bay.
Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.
Some say the end is near.
Some say we’ll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this
Silly shit, stupid shit…
One great big festering neon distraction,
I’ve a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
Learn to swim.
Mom’s gonna fix it all soon.
Mom’s comin’ round to put it back the way it ought to be.
Learn to swim.
Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.
Learn to swim.
Fuck retro anything.
Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and
Fuck your short memory.
Learn to swim.
Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.
Learn to swim.
Cuz I’m praying for rain
And I’m praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna watch it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.
Time to bring it down again.
Don’t just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.
I can’t imagine why you wouldn’t
Welcome any change, my friend.
I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down.
This is kind of a strange song (nice drum beat) that I came across it while checking out The Hickensian the blog of Jon Hicks, which I frequent. Jon Hicks is a print and web development guy from the UK and he works for Opera. I learned a lot about how to layout a website with CSS by studying the guts of his journal page which he leaves notes for people and even a joke at the bottom of the source page. He is generally really good and implementing new trends or technology on his site, so always a good one to study. Here’s a video he posted on his site. I am passing it on…
Great song, I was obsessed with this song a couple months back. Still love it, but wish it had more bass.
Cannibal Ox – The F-word Lyrics
yo it wasn’t even like that
I wanted my cardiovascular to fight back
cupid had me runnin’ circles blindfolded
in the daytime with a flashlight looking for her
yo, sit back, relax and smell the roses
a fly girl by any other name would still be that
but the trick is to see that
I’m caught in between future’s fantasies and memories I played back
told my man I started sword fighting
’cause fencing was similar to tongue kissing
if you wait too long you gonna end up confessin’
all I think about is you undressin’
I extended my thoughts in a relationship
but they sunk like the titanic relation-ships
she was in a love triangle
but it wasn’t like my feelings weren’t there to make it a square
penny’s for her thoughts
she’s my very own American Beauty, red petals when we talk
…the f word
Chorus 1: [Vordul Megalon]
She like music, got me heavily booted(?)
when I’m out with her feelings be mixin’
chemical elixirs, caught her like a sickness
and can’t get rid of it, these sexual addictions
Chorus 2: [Vordul]
tangle witted in my opposite sex friendships
with too many emotions, got me bent up
and it’s real ill when something going on
but nothings being said trying to figure it out
wrapped all in your head just spit it out and I’ll
truly understand what the problem is
’cause you got me twisted tryin’ to stress birds
kickin’ that f word
fuckin around, flirtin’ and stressin’ my nerves
Verse 2: [Vast]
check this situation, I wore my lust like cologne
she called it Obsession
the background’s black and white and we adolescents
like what the fuck we know about love?
the more I learn it’s like the Clash of the Titans
all I wanna do is avoid fightin’
a little arguing’s okay but not everyday
and if we can’t communicate what we got decays
until the smell gets more pungent
to the point where we can’t be seen in public
body parts fallin’ apart, a symbol of what things do
or better yet, a symbol of what friends do, they die
and together forever just sounds fly
that’s how it sounded to me when I heard it
and slow motion was her lips as she worded
the f word
“don’t take it personal, I like you a lot but I don’t wanna lose what we got”
but what we got now is friction
she tellin’ me intimacy and friendship she ain’t mixin’
the f word
Chorus 1
Verse 3: [Vast]
yo, you burnin’ the candle at both ends
I’m supposed to be the friend, I’m gettin’ fried in the end
the big bang theory, what is this a trend?
you ask a girl out and the universe extends
tell me to talk to the hand again and I’ll read your palm
I’m smellin’ your shit now, don’t know how to call
all I wanted was grounds for understanding
I ain’t greedy, but to hold your heart I gotta put my hand in, why debate?
you think you can fit me in that anorexic space between love and hate?
I got all of the first one and none of the other
and that’s something I learned from my sister and my mother
thought we was close in the genesis before all this
technology was cordless, a senseless courtship
this is more than just a song and when he’s treating you wrong
I’m more than just a shoulder to cry on
the F word
I posted this a few days ago but something went wrong and the video didn’t show up. Anyways, this is B.Dolan, and I saw him and Sage Francis on stage at SoundSet09 and I had never heard of him until then. After checking out Sage’s site and seeing the video in the post below I remembered the show being pretty unique and decidied to look him up again. I have been listening to his album “Failure” almost non stop. This song which could probably be considered spoken word, is actually really powerful, and I especially like it. Give it a listen!
I was at Sage Francis’ website the other day and noticed he’s got a new album out called Li(f)e. Then noticed he posted a funny remake of a scene from Super Bad to announce his tour dates.
I saw Sage Francis last year at Soundset ’09. Good times.
All of this green tea sometimes makes me crave something sweeter. I really wanted something like an orange soda today, but wondered what else I could drink instead that still tasted sweet but without the high fructose corn syrup and tons of sugar and opted for this Naked Juice Strawberry Banana Smoothie instead. It was really, really good. 
