 | You are here... | May 30, 2006 |
| Start: | Oct 1, '10 8:30p | | End: | Oct 1, '10 10:30p | | Location: | Capone's Bistro, A.Venue, Makati Ave. |
Bluesin' for Beer. Stripped down to the basics, The BluesTrain sings the blues. Beer is at 3 for Php120. Followed by Zion Friday featuring Tropical Depression |  | Zion Mondays at Capone's featuring La CucaRasta, May 25, 2009 |
The coffee is bad and the bread is stale... but I am awake and full...
... thank you...
This is life, and everything it entails....
the ups and downs, one and twos and the greens and blues.
Walking in the rain, finding shade from the sun,
crying till you laugh, walking till you run.
This is life, and the universe, and everything else.
a blast from the past, a peek into later.
the droplets of ink on a crumpled piece of paper.
This is life... as empty as it is full
as questioned and as answered.
as fun and as it is dull.
THIS IS LIFE. and this and that and that...
a whole lot of answers but so little in fact.
To be going as in gone...
as two minus one...
as point to the fact...
this... is... life... or something like that...
Life.. Love... Faith
The one I live, the other makes me live and the latter helps me go on.
The one is simple... One day to the next, the next day to another and so on and so on.
The other is work... A work in progress and hopefully progress at work. It is hard, it is painful, it is sweet like a breath of fresh air after holding your breath for a lifetime. It is simple...
The latter is a bump on the head, a slap in the face and the realisation that there is something else.
Always in a coffee shop...
I find myself taking in the smell of coffee and listening to the gurgling of the coffee makers.
A bit later, the crowd finds itself in a line with orders of lattes, coffee and random pastries looking out their refrigerated glass houses.
I take a sip and the crowd disappears into my sketch pad.
An hour passes and then two... after a refill and pastry, three and four follow.
My thoughts make their way to paper, admittedly not as i imagined but basically there.
They come in waves, the crowd does, and you can pretty much set your watch to it (i'm pretty sure they think the same of me... those who might notice anyway), and it gets loud.
I take another sip, and then two and then the hour passes, the crowd along with it.
I close my pad and set down my pencil and take a deep breath. The smell does not change throughout the day. Still the smell of coffee and the sound of gurgling coffee makers.
Another day wasted in quiet contemplation... but then not a total waste of reflection and insight, and perhaps perspective.
And so goes on the next day. Always in a different place... but always in a coffee shop... and so the cookie bounces...
 | Tip tap | Aug 14, '06 3:52 AM
for everyone |
Drumming on my head and on the roof of my car, droplets... wet and plenty... It all starts out as a blur slowly coming into focus and then a buzzing in my head as I try to make sense of it all. It's still dark, but I can see the light peeking throught the gaps in the curtains. Sleep rushes back in and I am falling back into the bed but my ears are awake. Dreaming asleep ... waking up in a dream and hearing everything around the room. I hear myself snore and feel the wind on my face and then... reality hits and I'm back trying to wake up,,,
...It all starts out as a blur... peeking through the gaps... trying to wake up. | | a whole bunch of doodles and little critters that run around in my head... and now some desktop wallpaper designs. If you want anything custom made lemme know. |
 | Punk | Jun 9, '06 3:01 AM
for everyone |
PUNK | Descendents - Everything Sucks - 02 - Im The One | | | | | | | Descendents - Clean Sheets | | | | | | | Descendents - Get The Time | | | | | | | Descendents - Silly Girl | | | | | | | Descendents - Wendy | | | | | | | Descendents - Everything Sucks - 03 - Coffee Mug | | | | | | | Sick-O-Me | | Everything Sucks | | Descendents | | | Descendents - Hope | | | | | | | Birds | | Percolater | | All | | | Dot | | Percolater | | All | |
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