I AM ALL THAT IS MAN!

able to swat pesky computer viruses in, well, if not in a single bound then in just under an hour. and if i ever get my hands on the fucker who wrote AGENT.H, I will personally, from one computer geek to another, stomp the living shit out of his annoying ass.

detritus

the detroit army is winning the war
and you know how they get after a victory
it's gonna take weeks for the streets to recover
so we should find a good game and snacks to bide our time
if you wanna come over, i mean, to wait it out
with you on my bed and i'll take the couch
i wasn't implying anything dirty
or expecting that you would give me anything of yours
just hoping for the pleasure of your unique company
while watching the fall of our arrogant acropolis on CNN

unless you have something else planned
i would love to share the warmth of the first pure sunrise
something about the dawning of a new era
has made me realize that i want a little more out of life
and if i seem particularly fearless or attentive
it's only because i see what i want now, and you're it
and since this war isn't gonna be the last one
i'd rather watch you sleep and think about life 

death, peace, and eternal love

minutes:

it's VF hot today, and it's only May

i got tattooed, yay for me, sob for my sore ass arm

i'm working at the pub tonight, come on by

i think it's about time i started a new direction, a little more proactive. 

bleedin at the gates and i can't come in ~ courage that abates a life of sin ~ sure that it holds and it holds no other ~ with the lies of the brave the kid don't matter 

it makes perfect sense. all my life my grasp has overshot my actual reach.

temper mental

let's make a case for the bitter dispute
think of shaking fists and high blood pressure
when you walk out of the room disgusted with
yourself or the person with whom you shared it

eye rolling, sarcasm drenched dispute
fighting like children when the facts run out
and all that's left is attacks on the enemy's person
picking at flaws like scabbed-over wounds

man to man hand to hand dispute
but not like the old days when the hand was empty
the fights that never end until everyone is dead
from inner city streets to old west towns

quickly escalating mob mentality dispute
when they think you are wrong and there is strength
in the numbers of knives they throw at your character
or intelligence or experience or reason

large scale faceless victim dispute
or the euphemistically named "police action"
at odds with the people, the country, the world
expecting them to lie down when the bombs stop falling

apply a higher standard to your next dispute
so that like all good battles, if it can't be over
something worth fighting for at least it can be over
with something less than feelings or people hurt

May 2, 2004
Manic 

Galway City, Co Galway, Ireland

We have been moving around like madmen at a breakneck pace. Shannon, Limerick, Dingle, Cork City, Waterford, Cahir, Cashel, and now here in Galway. This town is more like a city than all the rest. Right on the water at Galway Bay, it's almost like a Jersey Shore resort town. Plus there are two colleges, so there is always something going on. Quay Street is a commons area with shops, pubs, and restaurants, almost like New Hope, PA. Brian and I spend the evening at the Crane Pub. My kind of place. Some musicians came in and sat in the booth next to us and played most of the time we were there. We also chatted up some locals while I enjoyed a few damn fine pints of Guinness. On our way here from Waterford we drove the southern midlands and stopped at a few castles. Cahir Castle was particularly impressive. And the views from Cashel Rock were simply amazing. Near Cashel Rock is the disputed "birthplace" of Guinness. It seems Arthur Guinness father was a brewer there and may have concocted the brew that Arthur took to Dublin and made famous. Of course I stopped and had a pint. In Waterford we toured the crystal factory and saw some true craftsmen at work. It's spellbinding, watching those men work and shape the molten crystal. We also had lunch at a fantastic pub attached to a hotel right on the quay. Before Waterford we were in Co Cork where we toured Blarney Castle, which has absolutely beautiful grounds. All this after seeing the beauty of Slea Head and the drive from Dingle the day before. My heart and eyes are full of joy and beauty, all with five days left to go.

Limerick City, Co Limerick, Ireland

At 6:20 pm, local time, I turn 30; and I finally managed to beat that date. The flight was uncomfortable, and getting around here is an adventure, but here we are.
My first bout of overseas travel had revealed what an ignorant american I am. I got to Heathrow expecting everyone to be completely different (2 heads, 4 arms). The human condition, as it stands, is a universally beautiful and miserable experience. For everyone, we have to find our share of both. For me, now that the myths of foreign travel are dispelled, I plan to enjoy my trip, see the land of my forefathers, and turn thirty with the same aplomb that I used at 1, 5, 10, and 20.

off to the motherland...

Tonight, at approximately 9pm, a plane will take off and my journey to Ireland will begin.

waiting for an adventure of a lifetime.

I'll never be able to make her understand

Sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringing
Through my open views inviting and inciting me
Limitless undying love which shines around me like a
million suns, it calls me on and on
Across the universe