Sunday, June 20, 2010

I remember

Early on during our courtship coming down west high hill, cutting through the stoner golf course rolling onto I st. mid-winter as the sun rose, this song would roll through my head.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Sweet Darlin' let me play ya some songs

My mentality it's a little gangsta as you watch the video note a couple key things after our protagonist lines up his dream date he says. "As I hit the door thinkin' will I live another twenty four" same thing when I hit the door, he determines it's a good day based as much on the bad things that did not happen as the good things that did. Like him I am a professional criminal. True my crimes are traffic violations mostly and the violence is mostly directed at me and no compact Glock on my belt but still it's close everyday could be your last you play that way, you make love that way, like it could be the last time like the hammer could fall any time and you tell yourself you didn't have a choice but you can't even imagine living any other way....... and then I have some other issues

but baby doll I'm yours to have and to hold and I will do the best that I can. I still gotta be me

Sunday, June 13, 2010

A song for Toronto

You've got the G20 coming up, now, closest I got to something like that was this whaling conference." The Man" expected the worst and he was ready but there were no fake anarchists. Nothing happened "The Man"was alert but bored and I obeyed the letter of the law, the story had a happy ending, "The Man" did not bother me, but it was a.

and it was anoyying. Just thinking about you and wishing for the best and hoping your cops will be as bored as mine were.

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Do a little dance

Today I found myself wondering if I still had "it" in me. That thing that makes a messenger, well,..... a messenger? Have I become to soft, to comfortable? Can I still throw down? Yes, oh thank the God I don't believe in, oh yes I can still dance!

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

I'm here all day, Anchorage Alaska dog, that's my hood.

Hit play for the background music. Wait 25 seconds, okay..........I try to talk to you about this shit but you don't get it.Where else can you catch a stray from a "gang related shooting" or get stomped to death by a moose at about the same odds where else can a bike messenger say "I saw the nicest beaver in the bar tonight." and not be talking about a ladies lady parts but the pelt his buddy brought in. Fresh off the trapline.That's my hood.
Let us raise a glass to our fallen comrades and to those who "get it" and the other kindred spirits.
Just maybe, on memorial day we should take a moment to think about those who severed and are still living.