barefootin'

about to add a plethora of silly photos. turn away if you are afraid. I might be.

still dealing with a difficult separation from a significant other, i have of course submersed myself in music that makes me feel good. Fiona Apple always always ALWAYS creeps into the shuffle during these times, im starting to realize that she’s on to something. i love i love i love (by way of the lyrics and music together)  

»»”Extraordinary Machine”

I certainly haven’t been shopping for any new shoes
-And-
I certainly haven’t been spreading myself around
I still only travel by foot and by foot, it’s a slow climb,
But I’m good at being uncomfortable, so
I can’t stop changing all the time

I notice that my opponent is always on the go
-And-
Won’t go slow, so’s not to focus, and I notice
He’ll hitch a ride with any guide, as long as
They go fast from whence he came
- But he’s no good at being uncomfortable, so
He can’t stop staying exactly the same

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can’t help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I’ll make the most of it, I’m an extraordinary machine

I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day
You deem me due to clean my view and be at peace and lay
I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way, and say,
I’ve been getting along for long before you came into the play

I am the baby of the family, it happens, so
- Everybody cares and wears the sheeps’ clothes
While they chaperone
Curious, you looking down your nose at me, while you appease
- Courteous, to try and help - but let me set your
Mind at ease

-Do I so worry you, you need to hurry to my side?
-It’s very kind
But it’s to no avail; I don’t want the bail
I promise you, everything will be just fine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can’t help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I’ll make the most of it, I’m an extraordinary machine

»»>”Window”

I was staring out the window
The whole time he was talking to me
It was a filthy pane of glass
I couldn’t get a clear view

As he went on and on
It wasn’t the outside world I could see
Just the filthy pane that I was looking through

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

I was never focused on just one thing
My eyes got fixed when my mind got soft
It may looked like I’m concentrated on a very clear view

But I’m as good as asleep
I bet you didn’t know
It takes a lot of it away if you do

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

Because the fact in fact
Whatever’s in front of me is covering my view
So I can’t see what I’m seeing in fact
I only see what I’m looking through

I had to break the window
It just had to be it was in my way
Better that I break the window
Then forget what I had to say

So again I’ve done the right thing
I was never worried about that
The answer’s always been in clear view
But even when the window’s clean
I still can’t see for the fact
That when it’s clean it’s so clear
I can’t tell what I’m looking through

So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me

I had to break the window
It just had to be it was in my way
Better that I break the window
Then forget what I had to say

I had to break the window
It was in my way
Better that I break a window
Then forget what I had to say

Or miss what I should see
Or breaking him or her or me

my new obsession.

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/03/movies/03spit.html?ex=1375588800&en=b8643

The new movie that Clint Eastwood is directing, Gran Torino, has a scene being shot 4 houses down from mine. Its quite odd, Grosse Pointe is a sleepy town with absolutely nothing going on except philanderous husbands and cheating wives bopping about during the day, convieniently ditching the kids at one of the many lakefront parks until evening arrives. I expected this excitement when I lived in LA, as movies were shot almost weekly around my apartment building and on the streets which i walked daily. Tomorrow Mr. Eastwood is expected to be on the set for only a short period of time, and I intend to gently keep an eye on it while enjoying a glass of pinot grigio (with ice, since the temperature is expected to rise to a swealtering 95 degrees) on my front porch.

CLARITY: clearness or lucidity as to perception or understanding; freedom from indistinctness or ambiguity.

I LOVE THIS WORD. i feel like tonight i finALLY reached it again….sometimes it is difficult to accurately feel as such…

there’s nothing worse than the feeling of dirty feet in a clean bed. Its enough to keep you from getting a full nights rest!