Month: December 2012

  • gun & death stats…

    http://www.investingchannel.com/article/140395/Guns-and-Gun-Deaths-State-by-State#.UNu0S7l2OdA.xanga

  • guns, drugs and dreams

    so i woke up from a slumber a while ago.  and the dreams were quite disturbing. i was hoping to just forget them – but now i’m finger poking away (at a keyboard, thx). the gist of the dream was this – i was driving along in one of my trucks and some thugs sideswiped me – ever so lightly – and tried to play it off as my fault.  i pulled over to see what the hell was going on and as a i did so the ‘ringleader’ drew a gun, pointed it at my head and told me basically he wanted $600 cash from me right there.  well not being one to carry tons of cash – i had $12 in my pocket – which i offered him – some other kid took the $12 bucks and then the ‘ringleader’ told me i owed him the $600 – but it was now $800 and i was obligated to run some drugs for them… 

    there were more details involved and it was bizarre – at first i was extremely passive, actually quite fearful and sought to appease these thugs, but as time or my dream played out i became more aggressive and perhaps as i came to wake i was almost at an agitated state – and was trying to play out ways to get my family far from this whole scene while at the same time notifying a friend who’s an undercover vice cop…

    and then i woke up fully i think and bolted out of bed.  today the gym i’m a member at doesn’t open until noon so i thought i guess i’d sit and type.  i’d also gone on cnn and the lead story was re: guns and licensed owners names were published in a long island paper…  and i’m pretty sure one of my uncles was published… 

    i’ve never held a gun in my life.  to be honest they scare the crap out of me.  i mean the mere fact you can hold this thing in your hand – turn and kill someone within seconds just seems like a really bad idea. for the longest time i’ve felt that no one should be able to keep a weapon – any type of firearm – that they should be all kept in heavily fortified and guarded and secured locations where the owners could operate them or hunters could check them out for sport – but would be mandated to return them within a certain period of time.  (why don’t we smuggle our gun industry to china – they have bazillions of people – that’s a huge market)… 

    anyway – as of late i think i’ve changed my mind.  i have inquired to my cop friend regarding gun safety classes (i was actually hoping to go with him to learn to shoot – but he only shoots at cpd facilities – and isn’t really a gun freak – it’s for his job and that’s all he wants to do with it.) i’ve thought about having a gun in my house.  i’ve thought a lot about what it would be like to not live in an urban setting – about having more space – but that’s more distance and further from someone being there to help… i don’t know – but it’s all waging in my head – and it’s not a particularly pleasant trend of thought…  it’s quite disturbing and i don’t think there’s an easy or immediate answer…  bleh… 

    for a long time i’ve found solace and a great deal of entertainment – and i think that’s what is intended…  but well – i don’t think this is how the original video was intended – but it’s still one of my favorite bands of all time…

    this is more my speed…

    but i fear this where we ultimately sit…

    what a way to transition from an otherwise joyful xmas…
    hope y’all enjoyed yours…

     

  • xmas music

     

    it was an early start this am.  took daughter to a 6 am soccer practice and son was already up and showering to get ready for his 5th grade holiday pageant…  (go figure – i’ll leave that alone for now) so now that i’m wide awake and just sitting here – and have no desire to force myself to the gym, which would be a lot more beneficial than being parked here on my *ss…  but nonetheless here i am…

    we all know that most christmas music really sucks and as i was coming home from dropping zombie daughter off…  this caught my attention and hence spurred this post…

    so now i’m off on a musical quest…

    and well – i’m biased with this one…

    well – the next ones for p21…

    what would xmas be without and joey?

    and well maybe one of the greatest ever…

    enjoy folks…  the world ended this am… 

    who knew the mayan calendar was based on oreo cookies?!?  figures…

    peace out – smell ya’ later…

  • blah blah blah (and it’s not iggy – just me)

    i haven’t posted in a while.  i’ve written a few things – but haven’t had the energy to see them to fruition here on the ‘big stage’ (cough)… here’s a dandy song about the functions of the mind… 

    there’s a million things going on in the world – some good, some terrible, some involving elvisness and some just some…

    it’s a whirlwind, well maybe more like a slowly spinning top like right before it wobbles over.  you know how they kinda slow down and you can start to see the designs on them and they don’t spin so tightly and they wander off that direct linear progression they start off on…  and then they just fall over…  that i can’t seem to get my hands wrapped tightly around.  there’s things i know i need to do – but i just can’t seem to focus long enough to complete them.  i guess they’ll get well enough done when i see to it to complete them. i haven’t been to a warm winter get away in two years…  i think maybe it’s starting to effect my psychyhology…  or even my mind a lil’ bit… 

    i read people blogging about vaginas and guns and other such stuff…  and well -

    who knows…

    i can’t decide if it’s time for travels or times to simply sleep in a warm familiar bed?

    how about you folks?  who’s a travelin’ wheres for the coming holidays…  especially with the end of the world as we know it fast approachin’…

    i watched ‘tommy boy’ with my son the other day… he was home sick last week…  it’s really the last :04 seconds to which i refer…

    i’ll stop now – i’ve been lost on youtube for a while…  and well – it’s simply not safe…

    but i leave you with a great (and largely unknown) rock anthem…

    ‘i could be wrong – i could be right’…