It's been a long time, now I'm coming back home
Yeah, so. I haven't posted an entry in here in almost a year, and even then, the last two entries were song lyrics. I don't really have a reason for that ... I just haven't felt like writing anything in here. Also, I've been writing a screenplay. So that's taken up a lot of my writing time. In fact, tomorrow, (weather permitting, that is), I'm going to Shreveport to discuss said screenplay with my two lead actors. So wish me luck on that.

I've also fallen in love. Desperately, madly, hopelessly, in love. So, I got that going for me, which is nice.

Also working on some theatre things. Did a comedy show back in August, and doing another play sometime this year. February or March or something like that. We'll see how that goes.

Oh. And I watch a lot of movies these days. A LOT of movies. But more on that later.

How is everyone?

good night and i love you all,
trav

May You Stay Forever Young
My mom used to sing this song to me when I was a kid. She wrote the lyrics of it in caligraphy and it hung over my bed until I was a Junior in High School. I think, somehow, it possibly shaped me into who I am more than just about anything else. Because, this really is how I live. And it was her wish to me when I was a kid. And I think her wish came true.

Forever Young
Words and Music by Bob Dylan

May God bless and keep you always,
May your wishes all come true,
May you always do for others
And let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true,
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous,
Stand upright and be strong,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy,
May your feet always be swift,
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.


I hope be plays that when I see him a week from today.

good night and i love you all,
trav

Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds, I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down
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Watching girls go passing by
It ain’t the latest thing
I’m just standing in a doorway
I’m just trying to make some sense
Out of these girls go passing by
The tales they tell of men
I’m not waiting on a lady
I’m just waiting on a friend

A smile relieves a heart that grieves
Remember what I said
I’m not waiting on a lady
I’m just waiting on a friend
I’m just waiting on a friend

Don’t need a whore
I don’t need no booze
Don’t need a virgin priest
But I need someone I can cry to
I need someone to protect
Making love and breaking hearts
It is a game for youth
But I’m not waiting on a lady
I’m just waiting on a friend

good night and i love you all,
tarbis

Current Mood: calm

One Man Come in the Name of Love ...

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good night and i love you all,

trav

I Want a Little Girl
I want a little girl
To call my own
She must be someone
That's all alone, now
I said I want a little girl
To fall in love with me

Oooh, yeah

I want a little girl
She may not look
Just like a picture
In a story book
But, if she can cook chicken,
Yeah, yeah,
She'll suit me to a T

She don't have to wave her hair
Or even wear fancy clothes
I wouldn't even care
If she don't wear nylon hose

I want a little girl
To love me a lot
You know, you know, you know
That I'll give her,
Give her everything I got
I want a little girl
Yeah, yeah,
To fall in love with me

Current Mood: weird

Narcolepsy
Nothing hurts when
I go to sleep
But I’m not tired
I’m not tired

...

While I was dreaming in the streams
Flowing between the shores
Of joy and sadness
I’m drowning
Save me
Wake me up

--Mr. Ben Folds

i'm looking through you
well ...

CJ wants to make me ass man. as in assistant manager. $455 a week, and all i have to do is do the same thing i'm doing now, just work 51 hours a week. i'd be a fool not to take it. so i think i will.

good night and il ove you all,
tarbis

Current Mood: content

25 years ...

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty-odd years, And then they expect you to pick a career, When you can't really function, You're so full of fear, A Working-Class Hero is something to be."

I love you, John.

trav

today
work was great. it froze. we were dead. i think we made 10 sandwiches the last 4 hours. stacie, the girl i work with, brought me home. it took us an hour. the rest i didn't feel like typing again, so it's cut and pasted from im conversations.

first of all, the weather:

texans don't know shit about cold weather. a little snow, mostly ice. there was actually black ice at points. i've never seen black ice in my life. it's snowed off and on all day. it took us 15 minutes to get up a hill. a guy in a jeep pushed us. it's 10 miles away, and it took an hour. and there's people turning around in the middle of the road on a one way. with slick roads, people skidding and losing their breaks, they're turning around to go the wrong way down a one way. people are fuckin' stupid.

and now, for something completely different:

there's this customer that comes in quite a bit. he's a vietnam vet, he's got a nasty, dirty hobo beard, and is blind in one eye. the comes in today and hands stacie, and i 3 letters he's written. one to the chief of police of highland village, one to the mayor, and one to the city. the first two are about how he feels the city owes him money because his wife mistakenly called the cops when they were having an argument, and everything was ok when they got there and the cops harassed him and beat him up. he said he was going to bring the media to his court hearing. the third is a letter to the city of highland village, saying that he quit skydiving, rock climbing, and bungee jumping off of 70 story buildings 20 years ago and devoted his life to building a space ship, which he has in his backyard. it should be ready in about a year. he thinks this will be a great advancement in science and aviation, and that he thinks that lewisville lake is the ideal place to launch it from, because of it's spare population and its location. this will also bring great publicity to highland village, dallas, texas, and even the united states. he wants to know if the city of highland village would like to be a part of this great historical moment.

the human race never ceases to amaze me.

good night and i love you all,
trav

Current Mood: amused

i love my life right now
so, so much. today is one of those days that i just realize that life is good. i love my house.

Current Mood: content

wow ...
I didn't even realize what day it was. So George died four years ago yesterday ...

Isn’t it a pity?
Isn’t it a shame?
How we break each other’s hearts,
And cause each other pain?
How we take each other’s love,
Without thinking anymore,
Forgetting to give back,
Isn’t it a pity?

Some things take so long,
But how do I explain?
When not too many people
Can see we’re all the same?
And because of all their tears,
Your eyes can’t hope to see?
The beauty that surrounds them,
Now, isn’t it a pity?

Isn’t it a pity, (oh-o)
Now, isn’t is a shame,
How we break each other’s hearts,
And cause each other pain?
How we take each other’s love,
Without thinking anymore,
Forgetting to give back,
Now, isn’t it a pity?

i love you all,
tarbis

rock stars and fancy cars

first of all ... 32 years ago today John F. Kennedy was killed in Dallas.

now, how was the rock and roll weekend of my life?  FAN.  FUCKING.  TASTIC.

Friday night Alex and I caught the 11:45 showing of Walk the Line.  it was great.  Joaquin was AMAZING as Johnny Cash.  better than I expected him to be.  And Reese was a very surprisingly convincing June.  I was skeptical, but she pulled it off.

Saturday.  ( Ben. Fucking. Folds.Collapse )

Sunday. ( Paul McCartneyCollapse )

EDIT:I found the full setlist for the Ben Folds show, so I just wrote it out. It's there now.

good night and i love you all,

trav

when i think of heaven,
deliver me in a black wing bird.

she's been lying,
and i've been drinking,
and i am the rain king.

-ad

so yeah ...
Internet's been down so I haven't updated in a while. Kamyon and I had a wedding on Friday. I think we're crazy, but I'm not sure. Saw the wishlist, Jolt of the City, and [DARYL] last night and they all kicked some serious ass.

two weeks from now it's Walk the Line on Friday, Ben Folds on Saturday, and Paul McCartney on Sunday. It's gonna be the weekend of the year.

that's about all the news that's fit to print.

good night and i love you all,
trav

so
The other night I'm watching the dvd of the Crossroads Guitar Festival from June of 2004, and Joe Walsh is playing, and it cuts to the audience, and I see this:



That's Eric with the white shirt and the white fishing cap and the sunglasses, and me with the beard sunglasses and baseball cap.   Yeah, this offically makes me cooler than you.  Because not only was I there, but I'm also on the dvd.

good night and i love you all,
trav

Misunderstood
When you're back in your old neighborhood
The cigarettes taste so good
But you're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
There's something there that you can't find
Honest when you're tellin' a lie
You hurt her but you don't know why
You love her but you don't know why
Short on long term goals
There's a party there that we oughta go to
Do you still love rock and roll?
Do you still love rock and roll?
It's only a quarter to three
Reflecting off your C.D.
You're looking at a picture of me
You're staring at a picture of me
Take the guitar player for a ride
He ain't never been satisfied
He thinks he owes some kind of debt
Be years before he gets over it
There's a fortune inside your head
All you touch turns to lead
You think you might just crawl back in bed
The fortune inside your head
You know you're just a mama's boy
Positively unemployed
So misunderstood
So misunderstood
I know you're gotta God shaped hole
Leanin' out your
So misunderstood [x4]
I'd like to thank you all for nothin'
I'd like to thank you all for nothin' at all
I'd like to thank you all for nothin'
Nothin' [x4]
Nothin' at all
Nothin' [x3]
Nothin' at all

New Orleans ... you will always have my heart
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

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dreams ...
i had this really weird dream. but i really don't think i want to write about it anymore.

good night and i love you all,
trav