When In Rome, Do As The Romans Do....When In Hell, Take Shots With Satan Himself.

Sometimes during the summer I feel like the main characater in a comic book. During the day, I work for the City of Suisun City's daycamp program (Summer Daze), basically taking care of 7-11 year olds. I teach them math, stupid games like hot potato, guitar (chyeaaaaahhhhh they learn twinkle twinkle little star) and they EVEN learn Richard Giddens' famous lingo; I have a classroom full of kids screaming out 'Random' and 'Wild Style' for 9 hours a day. When I go home, I already feel like the head of a household since I'm living with her this summer...cooking, washing dishes, foot massages...I guess you can just call them obligations. At night, I work at Best Buy and afterwards go to AJs pub to get stupid dumb and hyphy with my coworkers and find a way back home.

Of all these things, though, the most exciting part of my day is by far working with my kids at the Suisun Rec Center. Maybe this shows that I will be a great dad, since I love working with kids. I'll be the perfect dad because I know what to do and know what not to do, thanks to natural instinct and being raised by horrible parents, respectively. Maybe its because I'm just a simpleton....I have so many friends traveling around the world right now, but I am having such an amazing time right now just working around my kids and going home to her.




*Today's joys: taking my kids to the firestation, playing "circuit", helping Kendra with addition, and MOST IMPORTANTLY: putting George and Noel in time out for half of the day by giving me pain and misery.

**One of my life goals may almost be complete. The two bartenders that serve me all the time at AJ's almost know what I usually order. Once I can order "the usual", I can check it off....its only a matter of time, and some of you may already know what "the usual" is.

***I sold two copies of City & Colour's new album the other day at work. I also just found out that my hot coworker has really good taste in music. Gotta creep it up.




****I decided this week that my son's name is going to be Arnel. Thats a damn good name.

I flew too close to the sun.....and now my eyes are open and I am scared for my life.

I am not in the business of taking advantage of people. I know I always ask a lot from people, but I never take advantage of other people's kindness. One of the stupidest decisions I've ever made was to put her on the backburner to some fucking idiot at UCSC (aka - "her") a year ago. If you really know me, I guess thats why I still dont speak to her....because I could have had so much better and I settled for less. Still, _______ is letting me live at her place for free this Summer, gives me back rubs when I ache after work, and makes amazing blueberry pancakes.



But no matter what I do, I know she won't forgive me for what I did to her. And thats really what I deserve. It's hard to keep our hands to ourselves, but I could care less.














I learned Jack Johnson songs to play her, and I hate that guy. I even wash her dishes. Coming from me, thats the ultimate sign of love.

*Please note my use of emphasis and diction in that last sentence. Very important.

A Business Deal Gone Terribly, Terribly Wrong....

If you know me somewhat well, you should know by now that I have a fairly mild case of insomnia. For those of you who know me better than well, you should also know I have a fairly busy schedule that starts early in the morning, so insomnia doesn't fit too well into my life. When I was a little kid, I used to try staying up all night because I would have the darkest, nastiest nightmares ever. Instead of taking this route, the doctor my parents took me to see about my insomnia told me to keep a journal of all my dreams and nightmares. This sounds really stupid, but let me explain really fast:

When I used to have nightmares, I would try and kill myself AS SOON AS POSSIBLE so I could wake up or so the nightmare doesn't get too intense. You know how you kind of have some decision-making elements in your dreams? Well, obviously your nightmare isn't going to be bad if you are dead...I mean, whats the worst that can happen to you if you are dead in a dream? I used to have a reoccuring dream of driving on the Golden Gate Bridge with my parents and then getting hijacked and kidnapped by guys on motorcycles...you can bet that everytime I had a dream that I was driving on a bridge, I would make sure to drive off the bridge AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. Boom, Bam, Splash, we all die, end of story.

Anyways, by keeping a journal of my dreams/nightmares I would be able to figure out which ones reoccur and find ways to get through them. Its kind of a habit that I've kept up until last year when I got lazy, but I'm starting to pick it back up again.





I just babbled about this because I just woke up from an amazing dream.




I had a dream that I was sailing in the Mediterranean with the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. I would trade my guitar hand for that of a painter so I could attempt to copy her face down, just so I could sit in my room and stare at her all day long. In my dream, she leaned over and whispered something in Spanish in my ear and kissed my neck. Goddamn.

Scream The Words That Can Save Us All

"Wake, feel your worth, O my soul.
Speak the word, the word that can save us all.
Awed by grace, I fall on my face.
And scream the word that can save us all."

-"Stand And Feel Your Worth" by Thrice (from Vheissu)


I was watching some documentary on The Who on VH1 the other day and noticed an interesting comment that Pete Townshend made about "searching for a note that could save the world". Being a 'music history buff' and musician myself, this is a very interesting concept.


Randomly, when I got back from the bars with my coworkers a few hours ago, I tinkered with my amp and found the GREATEST settings ever:

DRIVE: 8
BASS: 4
MID: 7.5
TREBLE: 11

Sounds good clean or distorted, you should all try it.

Entrance Music

Whats good with it?

So this is officially my first post...I'm assuming you know something about me if you are here, otherwise you are creepin' it up. I'm not gonna use this thing to creep it on people, or to lecture, or to inspire, or anything else of that nature but just to use as a diary. I've always been a really open person, so it works out for me I guess.


Its no secret that I've been writing a lot of music this summer. This has been going up and down, as a lot of people jamming with me over summer are kinda unreliable. I think the HARDEST THING to do when writing music is coming up with vocal melodies, just because I always think I'm ripping someone off....but I think we are coming to a point when every melody, riff, chord progression, etc, is being recycled anyways since so much music has come out (compare "Dani California" with "Last Dance With Mary Jane"...John Frusciante is too talented to have to blatantly rip off someone's shit, this guy kicks out a new album like every year).

I personally like challenges, so I've pretty much dedicated my whole summer to two things musically: learning how to write better lyrics/melodies and learning guitar scales. Guitar-wise, I write riffs I come up with down on notepads and combine them together to create songs, then write bass/drum/lyrics around them. So far, I have 3 complete songs, probably post tabs and lyrics when I feel good about them.

Some songs I'm trying to cover and play live someday soon: "Message In A Bottle" by the Police, "Girl Afraid" by The Smiths, "Angie" by The Rolling Stones, and a version of "The Long And Winding Road" by the Beatles that has no piano. Should be interesting.

*On a side note, the new Norma Jean album is gonna suck. I personally believe that "O' God The Aftermath" is one of the greatest albums ever produced (Even though its a Botch rip-off, whatever...) so its really sad to see them go from something so fucking brutal to their new bullshit. Breaks my heart.