So, last week I woke up at 6:00 AM after having gone to sleep at 5:00 AM, and wrote down something. I found it this week, and expanded upon those thoughts.
Another thing I did last week was to copy most of Rihanna’s Good Girl Gone Bad. A bit of that shows up in here too. I kind of turned my incoherent 6 AM ramblings into a response to the crazed idealism present in most popular conceptions of romance.
haven’t slept for a week but i’m on time summon your inner politician at least we made it out alive
messaged me at 6 am. haven’t seen you for years I’d dream about you if I dreamed anymore The last dream I had was you walking out that door.
Raise the grey flag over him This is the time of reckoning And you’ll be strong when they call you in you are a mighty wind
You said maybe we should start a club I thought maybe we should sleep together for a million years, for a million years the sun’s rising again, again for love
But you’ve got to stop beating that dead horse Because your love won’t get me elected again. and even if I write you into my constitution there’s a difference between what you say and what you can enforce
I recorded an acoustic version of Patriots. Its a song I wrote about being a politician, being vain, but basically wanting to do right by people. See the electric version below:
Just last weekend, I was elected Vice-President (Education) of the McMaster Students Union. Its a full-time job I’m incredibly excited for. I get to spend the next year of my life talking about/dealing with education, a subject I am incredibly interested in and passionate about.
It also means I’m on the Board of Directors for one of the largest student organizaitons in Canada, which is likely going to be a humbling experience. This is kind of scary for a guy with as huge an ego as me. However, I’m serving with a group of people that I believe in. I think that with a little luck and a lot of hard work, we can achieve the kind of great things we came here to acheive.
The original pressings of Armed Forces by Elvis Costello had this 45 included with a live recording of Watching the Detectives.
The show was from Hollywood High School, which had this motto: Achieve the Honorable.
Today I sat and listened to that album and reflected on Hollywood High School’s motto. I started a new blog in part, because I’m not the same person I was when I updated my livejournal back in High School. I’m going to be talking about different things here. I’m going to be trying to have an honest dialogue with myself and whoever reads this.
The farther I get from my youth, the further I descend into the shades-of-grey world of adulthood, the more I think it is important to keep communicating whats going on beneath the surface.
The grey haired man with glasses, gave me tribute Schools, roads, legacy without understanding, now has a road all his own. - Me
“love is not easy but how shall you know, New England, now that pejorocracy is here, how that street-cars, o Oregon, twitter in the afternoon offend a black-gold loin?” - Charles Olson
