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Sunday, April 25
something crazy...
have you ever turned your keyboard upside down before? Do you have any idea how much crap falls in between the keys? its kinda nasty really.... like look at these pants - theyve got all kindsa crumbs and crap on them. nasty...
on a lighter note.... traditioooooooon.. TRADITION
i guess it's been awhile (sorry compy). i guess i've just been busy.... with my new job as a janitor - thats right, you heard me - a janitor
it started a while ago. last year, i kinda told my parents that i would get a job... and i didnt. i decided to do another year of volunteer stuff that i so enjoy doing.
now my parents - they own some buildings down in "the point" (point edward) that require cleaning once a week. they figured that i could squeeze that into my schedule.
and i have. i desperately need the money, and its not all that much work for how much im getting paid - a whopping $100/month for a few hours a week. sounds like a good deal to me.
"but owen" you ask - "isnt this sort of degrading for you? cleaning other people's mess?"
no, no its not
at the risk of sounding clichéish, i shall defend myself with this claim - it's honest work
honestly - why are these kinda jobs looked down upon? as many a housewife may tell you, its not boring easy work. its someone getting paid to clean up your crap - what kind of job could be more demanding (or depressing) than that? these people do hard work and deserve every penny they get paid - and some that they dont.
so lets hear it for the underdogs.
now the song you've been listening to for a little while now (yes there's a song playing - just quietly) might seem.... odd - or maybe its odd that i have a strange liking for folk music - you wanna know what i have to say to that? - get over it. This is an awesome song about a certain custom of trick or treat (in england or some such place) - not where kids dress up like dead things in october - its in the christmas season (and is therefore a christmas song) - its also one of the greatest guitar songs ever written - enjoy
A Soalin' - Peter Paul and Mary
Hey ho, nobody home, meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home.
Hey ho, nobody home, Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home.
Hey Ho, nobody home.
Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.
God bless the master of this house, and the mistress also
And all the little children that round your table grow.
The cattle in your stable and the dog by your front door
And all that dwell within your gates
we wish you ten times more.
Go down into the cellar and see what you can find
If the barrels are not empty we hope you will be kind
We hope you will be kind with your apple and strawber'
For we'll come no more a 'soalin' till this time next year.
The streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin.
I have a little pocket to put a penny in.
If you haven't got a penny, a ha' penny will do.
If you haven't got a ha' penny then God bless you.
Now to the Lord sing praises all you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood each other now embrace..
This holy tide of Christmas of beauty and of grace,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy.
have you ever turned your keyboard upside down before? Do you have any idea how much crap falls in between the keys? its kinda nasty really.... like look at these pants - theyve got all kindsa crumbs and crap on them. nasty...
on a lighter note.... traditioooooooon.. TRADITION
i guess it's been awhile (sorry compy). i guess i've just been busy.... with my new job as a janitor - thats right, you heard me - a janitor
it started a while ago. last year, i kinda told my parents that i would get a job... and i didnt. i decided to do another year of volunteer stuff that i so enjoy doing.
now my parents - they own some buildings down in "the point" (point edward) that require cleaning once a week. they figured that i could squeeze that into my schedule.
and i have. i desperately need the money, and its not all that much work for how much im getting paid - a whopping $100/month for a few hours a week. sounds like a good deal to me.
"but owen" you ask - "isnt this sort of degrading for you? cleaning other people's mess?"
no, no its not
at the risk of sounding clichéish, i shall defend myself with this claim - it's honest work
honestly - why are these kinda jobs looked down upon? as many a housewife may tell you, its not boring easy work. its someone getting paid to clean up your crap - what kind of job could be more demanding (or depressing) than that? these people do hard work and deserve every penny they get paid - and some that they dont.
so lets hear it for the underdogs.
now the song you've been listening to for a little while now (yes there's a song playing - just quietly) might seem.... odd - or maybe its odd that i have a strange liking for folk music - you wanna know what i have to say to that? - get over it. This is an awesome song about a certain custom of trick or treat (in england or some such place) - not where kids dress up like dead things in october - its in the christmas season (and is therefore a christmas song) - its also one of the greatest guitar songs ever written - enjoy
A Soalin' - Peter Paul and Mary
Hey ho, nobody home, meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home.
Hey ho, nobody home, Meat nor drink nor money have I none
Yet shall we be merry, Hey ho, nobody home.
Hey Ho, nobody home.
Soal, a soal, a soal cake, please good missus a soul cake.
An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry,
any good thing to make us all merry,
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all.
God bless the master of this house, and the mistress also
And all the little children that round your table grow.
The cattle in your stable and the dog by your front door
And all that dwell within your gates
we wish you ten times more.
Go down into the cellar and see what you can find
If the barrels are not empty we hope you will be kind
We hope you will be kind with your apple and strawber'
For we'll come no more a 'soalin' till this time next year.
The streets are very dirty, my shoes are very thin.
I have a little pocket to put a penny in.
If you haven't got a penny, a ha' penny will do.
If you haven't got a ha' penny then God bless you.
Now to the Lord sing praises all you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood each other now embrace..
This holy tide of Christmas of beauty and of grace,
Oh tidings of comfort and joy.
Tuesday, April 20
Sunday, April 18
Okay so I'm a little psyched
(just a little)
i kinda figured out how to make this site play music - it does it once in a while, at least
so maybe you'll be lucky
if you CAN hear a song playing, the lyrics for it are down there
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Dreaming of You - The Coral
Whats up with my heart when it skips a beat?
Can't feel no pavement right under my feet
Up in my lonely room
When I'm dreaming of you
Oh what can I do
I still need you, but
I don't want you now
When I'm down and my hands are tied
I cannot reach a pen for me to draw the line
From this pain I just can't disguise
Its gonna hurt but I'll have to say goodbye
(just a little)
i kinda figured out how to make this site play music - it does it once in a while, at least
so maybe you'll be lucky
if you CAN hear a song playing, the lyrics for it are down there
|
|
V
Dreaming of You - The Coral
Whats up with my heart when it skips a beat?
Can't feel no pavement right under my feet
Up in my lonely room
When I'm dreaming of you
Oh what can I do
I still need you, but
I don't want you now
When I'm down and my hands are tied
I cannot reach a pen for me to draw the line
From this pain I just can't disguise
Its gonna hurt but I'll have to say goodbye
Monday, April 12
okay so another song came on just now and i wanted to post the lyrics... so i guess you get a double dose today (lucky you).
Goodnight Rosa - the Elms
Rosa, Remember me
I will gladly mind my manners if you'll hold me in esteem
And I think that in these pages there are things you'd like to read
About love and all the crazy things that it'll make a person do
Well, it seems the evening's over and I need to catch a ride
And I hope the things we spoke of start to eat you up inside
Don't you sleep 'til you feel okay
Now I'm gonna go my way, But my hands are clean today
And for now I gotta say
Goodnight, Rosa
Goodnight, Rosa
Goodnight, Rosa
Rosa, remember me
Well, the math is really simple when you know you have a need
And you shouldn't stop for something that you know can't make you free
This is a choice that separates your life
It'll push you to your edges, you'll wanna just unwind
But you know, you seek, you find
Goodnight Rosa - the Elms
Rosa, Remember me
I will gladly mind my manners if you'll hold me in esteem
And I think that in these pages there are things you'd like to read
About love and all the crazy things that it'll make a person do
Well, it seems the evening's over and I need to catch a ride
And I hope the things we spoke of start to eat you up inside
Don't you sleep 'til you feel okay
Now I'm gonna go my way, But my hands are clean today
And for now I gotta say
Goodnight, Rosa
Goodnight, Rosa
Goodnight, Rosa
Rosa, remember me
Well, the math is really simple when you know you have a need
And you shouldn't stop for something that you know can't make you free
This is a choice that separates your life
It'll push you to your edges, you'll wanna just unwind
But you know, you seek, you find
woah.... another three hours and it would have been too late. tooooo laaaaate......
well now i dont have much to talk about. how boring.
i cant believe it - i go without posting for almost a week, and i have nothing to talk about.
nothing.
nothign at all.
*sigh* - i tried - perhaps i'll just leave you with the usual and be on my way.
hilarious.
i've been listening to this song for years. i still don't know remotely what it means.
Schizophrenia - Earthsuit
Enslaved to silence I
See the free
But in schiz I surely stay
It is much easier to
Change your tune
When you song ain't being played
Youth Camp junkies don't get enough to make the buzz last
Where ya'll at, where ya'll at
Youth Camp junkies don't get enough to make the buzz last
heads up seven up to the schizophreniac
Schizophreniac...Schizophreniac
I see the stone faced to the one way track
Schizophreniac...Schizophreniac
Heads up seven up to the schizophreniac
Easy I flake out as
I speak the words that my soul don't wanna say
Changing my colors as focus brings out
My subtle shades of grey
Well it's the brain child from the hostile, people of the rock
Got 66 rounds of schizophrenic sounds
Yet I stress in the realm of the mental
No rental cause for applause like yental
Gentle on the wire 'cause I rock the gondola
A string habitat, spare me no room for the fat
Pat the ground with the head that much prefer the clouds
The mind of the Pharisee is subject to the gravity
We must avoid the gravity
well now i dont have much to talk about. how boring.
i cant believe it - i go without posting for almost a week, and i have nothing to talk about.
nothing.
nothign at all.
*sigh* - i tried - perhaps i'll just leave you with the usual and be on my way.
hilarious.
i've been listening to this song for years. i still don't know remotely what it means.
Schizophrenia - Earthsuit
Enslaved to silence I
See the free
But in schiz I surely stay
It is much easier to
Change your tune
When you song ain't being played
Youth Camp junkies don't get enough to make the buzz last
Where ya'll at, where ya'll at
Youth Camp junkies don't get enough to make the buzz last
heads up seven up to the schizophreniac
Schizophreniac...Schizophreniac
I see the stone faced to the one way track
Schizophreniac...Schizophreniac
Heads up seven up to the schizophreniac
Easy I flake out as
I speak the words that my soul don't wanna say
Changing my colors as focus brings out
My subtle shades of grey
Well it's the brain child from the hostile, people of the rock
Got 66 rounds of schizophrenic sounds
Yet I stress in the realm of the mental
No rental cause for applause like yental
Gentle on the wire 'cause I rock the gondola
A string habitat, spare me no room for the fat
Pat the ground with the head that much prefer the clouds
The mind of the Pharisee is subject to the gravity
We must avoid the gravity
Tuesday, April 6
(You must be getting tired of these, faithful reader)
A - Age: 61
B - Band listening to right now: The Insyderz
C - Career in future: Trench digger
D - Dad's name: Kenneth J Tosh
E - Easiest person to talk to: how is someone "easy" or "not easy" to talk to? I dont get it
F - Favourite song at the moment: the one i'm listening to now - Who is This? - The Insyderz
G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: theyre both pretty gummy and awesome... but i'll have to say gummy worms
H - Hardest person to like: we won't answer that one
I - Instruments: oh g's here we go again... Accoustic and electric and bass guitars, piano, trumpet, and soon, drums
J - Job title: well i'm practising my trench digging - starting on little ones right now though
K- Kids: I plan on at least 3
L- Longest car ride ever: 20 hours to Florida
M - Mom's name: Valerie G Tosh
N - Number of siblings: 4... 6 if you count the in-laws
O - Oldest sibling: sarah by blood, joe by marriage
P - Phobia: developing a phobia... would that be called "phobiaphobia"?
Q- Quote you like: "I want to know God's thoughts - the rest are details" --- Albert Einstein... and "You must be girls" --- the big football guy from TGS
R - Reason to smile: WHY THE HELL NOT??? (ohhh the irony)
S - Song you sang last: dunno - havent sang in a while
T - Time you wake up: well we's in my house wake up ats the crack o' dawn for ta practice diggin' da trenches...
U - Unknown fact about me: underneath my clothes, I'm completely NAKED
V - Vegetable you hate: i classify eminem as a vegetable
W - Worst habit: well when i'm not having a good day at the trenches, i tend to nibble on the handle of my trusty shovel
X - X-rays you've had: mouth, knee, ankle
Y - Yummy food: yes, please
Z - Zodiac sign: Leo
A - Age: 61
B - Band listening to right now: The Insyderz
C - Career in future: Trench digger
D - Dad's name: Kenneth J Tosh
E - Easiest person to talk to: how is someone "easy" or "not easy" to talk to? I dont get it
F - Favourite song at the moment: the one i'm listening to now - Who is This? - The Insyderz
G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: theyre both pretty gummy and awesome... but i'll have to say gummy worms
H - Hardest person to like: we won't answer that one
I - Instruments: oh g's here we go again... Accoustic and electric and bass guitars, piano, trumpet, and soon, drums
J - Job title: well i'm practising my trench digging - starting on little ones right now though
K- Kids: I plan on at least 3
L- Longest car ride ever: 20 hours to Florida
M - Mom's name: Valerie G Tosh
N - Number of siblings: 4... 6 if you count the in-laws
O - Oldest sibling: sarah by blood, joe by marriage
P - Phobia: developing a phobia... would that be called "phobiaphobia"?
Q- Quote you like: "I want to know God's thoughts - the rest are details" --- Albert Einstein... and "You must be girls" --- the big football guy from TGS
R - Reason to smile: WHY THE HELL NOT??? (ohhh the irony)
S - Song you sang last: dunno - havent sang in a while
T - Time you wake up: well we's in my house wake up ats the crack o' dawn for ta practice diggin' da trenches...
U - Unknown fact about me: underneath my clothes, I'm completely NAKED
V - Vegetable you hate: i classify eminem as a vegetable
W - Worst habit: well when i'm not having a good day at the trenches, i tend to nibble on the handle of my trusty shovel
X - X-rays you've had: mouth, knee, ankle
Y - Yummy food: yes, please
Z - Zodiac sign: Leo
Sunday, April 4
wow... it's been a week.
a whole week.
wow
well I guess I kinda have an excuse as I have been extra busy moving into my house. Crazy house. But I am FINALLY in. I have a room. All to myself. But I still don't have a door yet.
Now you're thinking "whats he gonna say next?" right?
"is it 'eggplant'?"
"or maybe 'resealable'"
hehe... i got that word off a box thats sitting on my bed
its having a good time
look at it go
sooooo..... this is fun
methinks i'll post another comic - that seemed to turn out well.
that one's pretty good.
its from a few days ago
...isnt that gweat?
alright so i hooked up my tv to my computer today. It's quite awesome (these huge motha speakers kick some music ass). But now its late and i have to turn it down. stupid not-having-a-door.
well it seems that i've written plenty enough to satisfy you, faithful reader. i promise never again to go an entire week.
ever.
a whole week.
wow
well I guess I kinda have an excuse as I have been extra busy moving into my house. Crazy house. But I am FINALLY in. I have a room. All to myself. But I still don't have a door yet.
Now you're thinking "whats he gonna say next?" right?
"is it 'eggplant'?"
"or maybe 'resealable'"
hehe... i got that word off a box thats sitting on my bed
its having a good time
look at it go
sooooo..... this is fun
methinks i'll post another comic - that seemed to turn out well.
that one's pretty good.
its from a few days ago
...isnt that gweat?
alright so i hooked up my tv to my computer today. It's quite awesome (these huge motha speakers kick some music ass). But now its late and i have to turn it down. stupid not-having-a-door.
well it seems that i've written plenty enough to satisfy you, faithful reader. i promise never again to go an entire week.
ever.
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