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April 17th, 2009
I'll be at Josh's wedding this weekend. Where are you people going to be? An acceptable answer would be: where it's awesome. An unacceptable answer is: not there. Any messages you would like me to pass on? I will do my best to make excuses for everyone. Who wants to be the one who got caught out at sea battling the ever-present gorfenslag...
For more specific ramblings(baseball!) see http://dansotherworld.blogspot.com
May 9th, 2008
I haven't posted here in years,but whoever still reads this stuff, I've decided to riff on another site.
I'm going to try this semi-regular writing thing. Please comment and leave suggestions for ideas, features, and direction of this thing. I have no bloody clue.
Also, I'm sorry I didn;t make St. Louis, it looked like a lot of fun. Later.
June 2nd, 2005
tagged by calhobbes81: thou hast a long arm
this reminds me of freeze tag. "when i say freeze, you gotta freeze one time. when i say freeze, you gotta stop on a dime."
Not because you have to, but because you WANT to! Things you enjoy, even when no one around you wants to go out and play. What lowers your stress/blood pressure/anxiety level? Make a list, post it to your journal... and then tag 5 friends and ask them to post it to theirs.
-baseball: watching a game at any time of day, any teams, as long as the cursed phillies win in my lifetime, i'll be ok.
-put on some smashing pumpkins and shake the walls down. after 10 years, it still doesn't get old to me.
-cookies! and may i say again...cookies?!! i love cookies. it has nothing to do with stress-relieving, but, i mean, they are cookies. who doesn't like cookies? (if anyone says 'no' to that rhetorical, i will personally come over at some point in the future, and make you eat 99.5 cookies)
-reading...i just read that book 'the incident with the dog in the nighttime' or something like that...i thought the kid was really weird, i didn't realize it was more than that for a long time. my brother laughed at me. but i guess i'll have to start counting with only prime numbers.
-sitting on the porch. my mom's neighborhood is very quiet. all you hear are people, cars, and the train that goes by every hour.
-cartoons!!! cartoons!! cartoons! let's see, i still watch these out of anything on television. let's see: teen titans, justice league, aqua teen, harvey the birdman, x-men, spiderman, gargoyles, dave the barbarian, kim possible, animaniacs (yes, it exists on the nicktoon channel, boo yah to digital cable), and coming soon to toon disney in june....the tick. that reminds me, there should be a cartoon about cookies.
-i'm strange...but i like to do crunches, at least once a day, it relaxes me.
-playing the keyboard and newly discovered, the acoustic guitar
-sportsclix! and that's an affirmative on a click of performance.
-sorting baseball cards...if i were in the same house as them....i once spent an entire summer, every night, doing this, they covered the entire floor of my room...and i used to do team battles with how many i had of each team, and i rigged it so the phillies always won...and i said too much
-two words: unleashed thunder...i don't know what it is either.
TAG!! i don't know anyone else to tag...um....you who's reading this and haven't done it....all of you.
short update: alive and in usa again. graduated finally. need job now. would rather be in spain.
longer update............long, long, long, overdue. stay tuned.
February 28th, 2005
the duck has flown
to wit, if there was a way to describe everything that was going on, it would probably have to be something so extravagant and otherwise made-ip, such as undevingirtililous...that should sum it up. i am home, sort of. i mean, i'm sleeping in my sister's room at my mom's. where i grew up is no more than a pit stop in seeing my dad...without the peaches. at some point, i'll have to go over there and clear out anything and everything from the basement..all of my memories have been reduced to a pile of boxes and books in a basement corner...they speak to the mice and spiders down there, exalting in the dusty cobwebs as they pile up in and out of the fabric of time, revealing nothing but what i was, and not what it could be...though if i were to choose between being a child or a banana, i would probably choose a cartoon. i am one and we are free. free to finally disregard a lab existence, existing to serve, when really turkey is being served to me with gravy and all the trimmings, except for stuffing because then i would be full before the time came to be fulfilled, though i could be full with the memories of the city of the arch for 5.5 years...some good, some bad, some unbearable, some memorable, some growlable, some musical. it has been written, though nothing is set. there are prospects, but no prime breakout years...because i am still on a learning curve, swaying not with the wind or with the influx of knowledge, but with thoughts of before, present, and after facts, feelings, and truths. i consider it fortunate to have found all that i have found, and all that i set out to find. with no map, i am meandering, but at least the 'x' is not set on my heart or on my mind, because then i would be crossed off and forgotten...yet also shaken and not stirred. from some winged perch i search the skies, which tailwind will bring me to my destination?
February 11th, 2005
i feel like a sack of oranges...except for the orange part
briefly...i am alive barely. thanks to emily today for informing me of the lyrics of a special song that i would like to share with all of you because i've been singing it all day.
great green globs of greasy, grimy gopher guts
mutilated monkey meat
little, dirty birdie feet
french-fried eyeballs baked in a pool of blood
and i forgot my spoon
and did i mention...spoooon!!! one week....boom.
January 12th, 2005
three's a crowd
THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. Powerdba (since '96)
2. powerdgr (original, eh)
THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My sense of humor
3. gifts i have
THREE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. inability to communicate well with some people
2. general distance from others
3. short legs
THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
2. not being myself
3. the hunters in the closet at my house from when i was growing up
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. cereal and milk
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. t-shirt, as always
2. an expression
3. a really loose belt
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS (at the moment):
1. Jimmy Eat World
2. All Billy Corgan bands
3. The Who
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS (at the moment):
1. "Pain"-Jimmy Eat World
2. "Boulevard of Broken Dreams"-Green Day
3. "Strange Currencies"-R.E.M.
THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:
1. Travel out of St. Louis
2. Find a job
3. Destroy the alternate dimension in my mind
THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP
2. honesty (i should try that more)
3. someone good
TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order)
1. My nickname growing up was 'The Ponderosa Policeman"
2. I can destroy the world with my research if I tried
3. I like to sleep on the floor.
THREE THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX (or same) THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Ability to understand me
2. Sense of humor
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. Watching baseball
2. Collectng baseball cards
3. Playng music
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
2. Leave St. Louis forever
THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
1. Biological Researcher
2. Baseball statistics guru
3. Cartoon Voice
THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
2. Western Europe
THREE KIDS NAMES:
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. live in nature
2. find a way to reduce global warming on a large scale
3. go to a baseball fantasy camp for a summer
THREE WAYS I AM STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY
1. baseball, baseball, baseball
2. i cut my nails regularly
3. i only have two pairs of shoes (includes dress shoes)
THREE WAYS I AM STEREOTYPICALLY A CHICK
1. i choke up at some sad moments of movies (especially at the end of field of dreams)
2. i can talk
3. i cook...sometimes
TEN CELEBRITIES I'D TOTALLY DO (in no particular order)
1. Jennie Finch
2. Tiffani- Amber Thiessen (saved by the bell version)
3. Anna Paquin
4. Kirsten Dunst
5. Heather Mitts
6. Daniela Hantuchova
7. Mrs. Robinson
8. Natalie Portman
9. Tara Strong
10. Morgan Webb
Current Mood: confused
Current Music: random itunes station in the lab
December 21st, 2004
i am confused about matters of emotion. discuss: rhode island is neither a rhode nor an island. seriously, i'm in a sort of fog about myself this past 2 weeks. i don't really want to go into detail here, but i need advice...from good peoples. peace.
November 27th, 2004
zip up the dog and bite the bird
i'm not sure why i feel this way. i know it's not true, but i feel very alone right now. i think it might have something to do with the holiday being here and myself not being with my or anyone's family for that matter. it's just me and fuzzy and the head. this is how boring it is right now. i'm at school doing lab work (in between typing) because I was sick of being in my apartment by myself. how crazy is that? left in the loo, i am. thankgiving itself was good, not great. i went to more of a potluck at this student who's visiting from spain's place. there were 7 people there. we laughed, we talked, we stuffed our faces, we had to be quiet during the longest movie ever (beyond borders, definitely not my choice, it be the womans' choice) but overall, a pretty good time with some new people. life at lab has also ben boring because everybody, i mean everybody, is not here. eric is in wisconsin, bala's in dallas, lars is in colorado...everyone's gone. it's really quiet except for the humming of the refrigerators/incubators, and the annoying music i listen to. not to mention my whistling breathing. have you ever noticed that noses whistle? what causes that? in any case, it seems no matter where i go, i'm by myself, so that's why i'm doing work on a saturday night. i don't really hate the situation, but i wish it were different. and on top of that, last night was my high school reunion, and i missed it. because of sampling...fuck it. i'll be in a better mood later. it's too bad that it's a lot easier to write things when you're not feeling well. why is that? rock and bloody fuckin' roll....down the mountain.
November 19th, 2004
i can now see my reflection in my favorite spoon
hello, nurses! it's that time again, and i know what you're thinking (not the rubber chicken slingshot contest),a time to take a minute and think. 1 mississippi, 2 mississippi, 3 mississippi.....rush! the defender is baring down on me, can i take the pressure? can we get a boo-yah for the dynamic flight of the danbird? yes, after many moons of being a lab troglodyte, i am about to break free of its wretched chains and then be what i've always wanted to be...myself, the very model of me, a cartoonish, hyper, head-swivelin', page-turnin', far-reachin', bouncin', (boingy), man(or boy) of the 21st and a half century. did i mention hyper? from sitting so long in the dark, my legs have gone to jelly. i can almost picture smearing them on a piece of toast and then....i don't like jelly anyway. but that doesn't preclude jellybeans from the discussion. though i don't celebrate either holiday, why can't there be easter candy at christmas time? after all it is far superior and more sugary. i want jellybeans and peeps and cadbury eggs and filled chocolate rabbits because when you eat a hollow one, doesn't it feel like you don't get the whole picture of the rabbit. i mean, where's the bunny flava? the inner workings of its being, the kismet, the potential chocolate individuality. mmm...ears get eaten first. but not during the autumn....this is the season of leaf jumping and the spreading of darkness (eternally if you're above 70 degrees latitude). it's also the time when dormancy and verdancy meet in a clash of wills, you live, but are you in statis or in motion? right now i am in motion. 2 more weeks of sampling, one more month in lab, 3 more months in school. the wheels are turning, the fires burning...and there's no muck in sight....for real , i even wiped the counters down last night. so now i can eat three boxes of cereal at once in perpetual harmony with my surroundings, urban though they may be. straight outta CWE! in other observations, baseball season never ends here. i have purcchased my firs batch of mlb sportsclix. for those who don't know what they are, it's plastc baseball figures where you actually play the game with dice and stuff. i haven't played yet because nobody has agreed to play yet. imagine 12 months of baseball. it's better than homemade apple pie, and an animaniacs marathon. this will only feed my obsession more and then i will be consumed by its power, turning into a wraith, spouting off stats, a shadow of my former being, one with a bat-in-hand and permenant webhead. sort of like spiderman. which reminds me i must climb away now to gaze into the mesmerizing eyes of the bacteria i grow. it's alive! it's alive! i can;t until i input a brain into a dead person's body so that i can scream that for real. out of the house....and fade to black.