THIS IS ANDREW
A few weeks ago, I took my kids on a field trip to the African Art Museum and on our journey back on the metro, I misplaced/forgot/left my iPhone, MARC train pass, and Smartrip. It was quite devastating when I realized these things had been lost and on top of that the Metro workers were difficult and unwilling to actually help. As I rationalized how I had forgotten these things (I was more attentive to a child instead of my things) I was suggested to call my phone. I called my phone and less than a minute later, Andrew was on the other end saying that he had found my things on the Metro and was wondering when it would be a good time to give them back. It was an incredible relief. I should add that before I called my phone, Andrew had friend requested me on Facebook - with eleven mutual friends, I thought "why not?" even though I had no idea who he was. Anyway, the point of this blog post, well there are many:
1) There is hope in the world and people still do good deeds like return what is not theirs
2) Paying it forward always pays off
3) Social networking sites can be used for magical things
4) It's a small world after all
5) I wanted to share Andrew's project: VITAMIN WATER UNCAPPED, which is a month long music, art, and fun event he planned. Check it out if you are in the Washington D.C. area!!! And last but not least,
6) MANY MANY THANK YOUS + ALL THE MAHALO AND ALOHA TO ANDREW. Your selfless deed of returning my things saved me some heartache, a good amount of money, and really put some of my faith back in the human race.
THANK YOU
say goodbye to all the love
with all your lies
you've wrapped it up
so close and tight
but where does it breathe
how does it move
when all that you've done
is burn the bridges
and climb to the
greed and dishonest
of heights
hang your blood
and to be glad is to have
you no longer in sight
you're hung
your blood
you're hung
your blood
every day like rain
closer and closer
oceans soul
a dream
floating around
sweet sounds of your hands
the fire and warmth
we're home
now row
row and row
our boat until we are old
shadow flights
drift with the wind
adventure within
sing to me alone
over and under
city lights
naked eyes
you speak lullabies
heart to heart
far or apart
our backs
the smiles
the miles
to touch
trees and trees
shine like the moon
shine like the sun
deep blue
swallowed
I don't know
never fear your trouble
sadness is fleeting/not happiness
here
and
here
you
love is an honest choice of human connection
a conscious subconscious: smells, sounds, visions and tastes
let that pain remind you
to dream from mind into eye and reality
THERE MUST BE SOMETHING IN THE WAY I FEEL THAT SHE DON'T WANT ME TO FEEL THE STARE SHE BARES CUT ME I DON'T CARE YOU SEE WHAT IF I BLEED I COULD NEVER CHANGE JUST WHAT I FEEL MY FACE WILL NEVER SHOW WHAT IS NOT REAL A MOUNTAIN NEVER SEEMS TO HAVE THE NEED TO SPEAK A LOOK THAT SHARES SO MANY SEEK THE SWEETEST FEELING I GOT FROM YOU THE THINGS I SAID TO YOU WERE TRUE I COULD NEVER CHANGE JUST WHAT I FEEL MY FACE WILL NEVER SHOW WHAT IS NOT REAL I COULD HAVE LIED I'M SUCH A FOOL MY EYES COULD NEVER NEVER NEVER KEEP THEIR COOL SHOWED HER AND I TOLD HER HOW SHE STRUCK ME BUT I'M FUCKED UP NOW BUT NOW SHE'S GONE YES SHE'S GONE AWAY A SOULFUL SONG THAT WOULD NOT STAY YOU SEE SHE HIDES 'CAUSE SHE IS SCARED BUT I DON'T CARE I WON'T BE SPARED I COULD HAVE LIED I'M SUCH A FOOL MY EYES COULD NEVER NEVER NEVER KEEP THEIR COOL SHOWED HER AND I TOLD HER HOW SHE STRUCK ME BUT I'M FUCKED UP NOW I COULD HAVE LIED I'M SUCH A FOOL MY EYES COULD NEVER NEVER NEVER KEEP THEIR COOL SHOWED HER AND I TOLD HER HOW SHE STRUCK ME BUT I'M FUCKED UP NOW.
C-REX/MEAN JEANS
This is (or was) C-REX, he came up around my RUFFWOODZ of Arlington, Virginia. As Richard and I attempt at planning the CIGARETTE TOUR, we got into talking about the past and looking back at the people we know, we knew, who we don't know anymore, and who we wanna know again and places we've been, can't remember, and can't wait to go to. Anyway, back to C-REX - here's one of my all time favorite "wigger rapper did it right and tight" songs: HONEY DIPPED BLUNT [video] and these photos I took in high school at a basement house show: BRENDAN SAMPLE IS NOT INVITED. 40s UP/PANTS DOWN - 2003or4 need I say more? OH and just to be clear, C-REX might be buried under a bunch of expired condoms because MEAN JEANS is the new thing. TEARS IN MY BEERS!
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