AND WE'RE THERE…
The eclectic mess is well on it's way to completing it's very first birthday, and just in time for Christmas! Looking for that last minute gift idea? Look no further, a very messy, eclectic audio expansion for that special someone you just didn't think of until now.
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Thursday, December 23, 2010
Wednesday, November 03, 2010
THE DR. IS IN
In the early hours of Halloween 2010 a strangely beautiful, exceptionally scary, and totally creepy Dr. Frank N Furter left his home (the planet Transexual in the galaxy of Transylvania) and arrived in the locale of Austin, TX. The doctor was seen at various soiree's and was even rumored to be serving nachos, queso, and cheesy enchiladas at local cafe on Sunday night. This eternal party goblin was not to be missed as he danced the weekend away causing all to shiver with antici…
Friday, April 16, 2010
HE HE HE HA HA HA
A little bit of spliffy, a little bit of whimsy. It's been dark and rather dreary, but I just can't help from grinning. It's sad, but it's beautiful. It's gritty, but it's pretty. It's no different now than it was then. The characters may have changed, the forces may have shifted, it's just a new set, one in the same, as it has always been and as I suspect, always shall be. So be it. Time to get up, get out and get on with it. You may be my silver lining, you may even be my gold. Whatever you are, my heart you will hold. Take a bite. Throw it against the wall. Step on it. Pretty tough, huh? Like I said, it's gritty, but it's pretty.
A little bit of spliffy, a little bit of whimsy. It's been dark and rather dreary, but I just can't help from grinning. It's sad, but it's beautiful. It's gritty, but it's pretty. It's no different now than it was then. The characters may have changed, the forces may have shifted, it's just a new set, one in the same, as it has always been and as I suspect, always shall be. So be it. Time to get up, get out and get on with it. You may be my silver lining, you may even be my gold. Whatever you are, my heart you will hold. Take a bite. Throw it against the wall. Step on it. Pretty tough, huh? Like I said, it's gritty, but it's pretty.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Thursday, January 07, 2010
IT MAY BE COLD OUTSIDE, BUT AT LEAST I'M WEARING A FUZZY SWEATER.
It's been months since my last post, and man, they have been some months. I'm not dead, so I guess as it would have it, I have emerged stronger, figuratively. I'll just say that for one, I was not at all sad to see the 09 fall forever into the books of history, however tarnished the writing on the pages had become. This is not a place where I will rehash those pages, for if you really want to know you can inquire within after a merry evening and I've got a belly full of wine. Til then, so sorry.
I know the major difference between now and last year. I know why I am feeling things will be different. To everything, there is an end. Perhaps it's the end of the season, the game, the fries. To everything there is an end. This is the world we live in. Last year was the end of the "first part" or "Act 1" of my life. The curtain has come down, the players have hurried to the dressing rooms, and the lights have gone dim.
I rather enjoyed Act 1, it was full of life. It had it's ups and downs, highs and low's and it sure was fucking beautiful. I wonder how Act 2 will begin? I wonder what surprises lay in wait? Perhaps it's all happening. It's all right around the corner. I guess the only thing to do is wait, or better yet, run. Run towards the light. Grasp at it with all you have.
This play is me, and me will surely play.
It's been months since my last post, and man, they have been some months. I'm not dead, so I guess as it would have it, I have emerged stronger, figuratively. I'll just say that for one, I was not at all sad to see the 09 fall forever into the books of history, however tarnished the writing on the pages had become. This is not a place where I will rehash those pages, for if you really want to know you can inquire within after a merry evening and I've got a belly full of wine. Til then, so sorry.
I know the major difference between now and last year. I know why I am feeling things will be different. To everything, there is an end. Perhaps it's the end of the season, the game, the fries. To everything there is an end. This is the world we live in. Last year was the end of the "first part" or "Act 1" of my life. The curtain has come down, the players have hurried to the dressing rooms, and the lights have gone dim.
I rather enjoyed Act 1, it was full of life. It had it's ups and downs, highs and low's and it sure was fucking beautiful. I wonder how Act 2 will begin? I wonder what surprises lay in wait? Perhaps it's all happening. It's all right around the corner. I guess the only thing to do is wait, or better yet, run. Run towards the light. Grasp at it with all you have.
This play is me, and me will surely play.
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