19 April 2011

Fort Worth, Bro



Took
the weekend off
to play trombone
for
my friends in the band
Deer Vibes
at the WestBerryMusicFestival
in Fort Worth, Tx.
Aside from 
the greatness that is
playing
a 4-foot long instrument,
or
finally being able to justify
choosing
middle school band 
over
middle school sports,    <---and, subsequently, the dating of middle school women    <----no shot

was offered acid
within
twenty minutes of showing up
to the festival,
and
had a band 
dedicate their entire set to
"the trombone guy".   <----me
What
did you do
last weekend?
Let me know.
notreallyasking@gmail.com


P.S. Don't worry mom, still acid free.

10 April 2011

Tired



Tired.
Tired of being awake.
Tired of:
1. playing shows (circa 4:39 am)
2. being on the radio (circa 4:39 am)
3. drinking drinks (circa 4:39 am)
4. other people (circa 4:39 am)
5. internet (circa 4:39 am)
6. television (circa 4:39 am)
7. Bros (circa 4:39 am)
8. Lists

08 April 2011

Lunacy (Circa 3:12 AM)


Sometimes

just stare
at it.
I stare
and
I wonder,
"Are you worth it?"
"Are you worth
ze madness?"   <---soo French
Cut
to realizing 
I'm talking to myself,
let anger
transition 
into fear,
and the world moves on.
To think,

used to sleep dream.

05 April 2011

April (O'Neil)



Calling all turtles.
Calling all turtles.    <---commitment    <----ya, it went there
Strange things ahead.
Approaching
the 
month of the Ox.
aka The Golden Year.
Prophesied 
by
fate Herself,
from 
the shores of California. 
Time
to get weird 
with it. 

03 April 2011

Hazy



Part Crime Fighter.
Part Werewolf.
Part Scarf.
All Me(ry).
Obligatory Photo Credits.   <---all class, no college  <---that should be in a rap song