Sat 17-Mar-07: Kick me, Kick me

Kick me, Kick me

Did someone just paste
A sign saying, kick-me on my back?
Discomfort, as usual
The beast, again is unleashed.

Discussions over breakfast
About politics, government, and lawyers
Swiftly give way to violence
When career advice is given

Blissful silence follows
At least I can write
While my body relaxes
And stops shuddering at its plight.

One I Missed: 1/16/07 The Dead (a song for the dixie chicks)

I can't believe I forgot to post this. putting on the BLOG TOO

Anyone out there write music? I'd love to have this set to music, and wrote it that way!..

Tuesday 16-Jan-07: The Dead

The Dixie Chicks had it right
They were just too early for most of us
But they nailed it right on the head.
They saw how many of our boys and girls would soon be dead.

Chorus:
It's just time to restore our country
We've just removed the blindfolds,
And we see the blood, and all the gore,
and what's left of our democracy
Swallowed by the shadows of so-called, "presidential authority"

We're in a war, that'll last forever.
Started by a madman, worse then Pol-Pot.
A draft he denied, yet our kids will be in line.
To support our bases in the middle of Camp Iraqi in 2049

"W" smoked pot, and drove drunk,
Did coke, and ditched the draft
Yet military experience? he had none
Now we'll all pay for his bit of fun.

Country Music fans dumped on the Chicks,
Turns out they were all just a bunch of hicks. (pricks)
Now, three years later, the country's all agreed.
We're not gonna take it, now we're just peeved.

Chorus:
It's just time to restore our country
We've just removed the blindfolds,
And we see the blood, and all the gore,
and what's left of our democracy
Swallowed by the shadows of so-called, "presidential authority"

Water torture Cheney says is fine
Spying on citizens isn't a crime
Claims of Nine-Eleven not withstanding
You gotta wonder who last man will be standing.

Cheney, and Bush (43) need to get out now.
And maybe Pelosi (44) will pardon them somehow.
Before the UN War Crimes Tribunal locks the cell on their toes into Abu-Graves

Chorus:
It's just time to restore our country
We've just removed the blindfolds,
And we see the blood, and all the gore,
and what's left of our democracy
Swallowed by the shadows of so-called, "presidential authority"

Yes, citizens of our country
It's time for us to all agree.
We’re stuck inside this illegal war
But now how do we proceed, indeed.

Now our troops still need our help oh Lord.
They are far from home, and hardly bored.
They're stuck out there in harms way
Praying they'll survive yet another day.

Chorus:
It's just time to restore our country
We've just removed the blindfolds,
And we see the blood, and all the gore,
and what's left of our democracy
Swallowed by the shadows of so-called, "presidential authority"

Just how do you stop a war
That never should have come?
We broke it bad, now needs fixing
Idea: Let's send Paul Wolfowitz out to BAGDAD, with a AK-47.

The UN never approved the war,
and them Bush just ignored.
Now we need an Arab Army
Yet them, Bush STILL ignores.

Iran and North Korea now both have new nukes
And again he screws up diplomacy
And soon Iran he'll try and shoot.

Our fifteen year olds will have to know
A Draft for them is Real.
Three years in the army, or instead in cities big
Service will stink big time, but this time all is fair.

Wed 31-Jan-07:Love/Hate

Love/Hate

I am in a special relationship.
I'm in Love. I'm in Hate: I'm in denial.

At times, I sigh, so contented.
Othertimes, I simply feel mutilated and bent-in.

In Bed, I'm ecstatic.
At the desk, I'm unimpressed.

It feels funny, moving my digit on the surface.
I'm so used to moving my finger in a circle.

But I guess I will get used to the touchpad.
Instead of the finger-wheel I used to have.

Oh. My. I was talking about my laptop.
I hate it on the desk. It's so impersonal.
I love it on my lap, in bed, it's such a nice warm comfy place to write…

And don't go calling MY mind dirty!

Tue 30-Jan-07 Troops

Troops

It's time we fix our army.
We have too few people for "KP"
We have no one driving,
Rather, we have corporate mercenaries

Why are there one hundred fifty thousand contractors in Iraq?
Is our army way too stupid?
Interesting. The previous few Secretary's of Defense have ALL
Managed to profit from this contractor army

It's time to expand the Draft
It's time to have Halliburton Stash the Ca$h.
Its time for fish for privates to fry

It's time to remove this corporate Graft
Its time to reclaim our integrity.
Its time to raise the salaries.
Its time to expand the Ar-my

Mon. 29-Jan-07: Jobs, and me

Jobs, and me

I've been a pauper, a puppet, a candle maker,
A balloon decorator, computer doctor, paper pusher,
A Photographer, Web Site Designer, Coffee Geek/Barista

I've been employed by small companies, large companies, by myself, for myself, and for other contractors.

I think I discovered a new career
In a bakery. Amazing you say?
Well, supermarkets do bake stuff. Or do they?
Their own goods? Maybe we should say pretend to bake stuff.

Parbaking. Take it out of the freezer, and bake the last five minutes in your oven. Just as good as fresh..

Sun. 28-Jan-07: Random Wars

Random Wars

If I only had a brain,
Said the commander in Chief to his boss, the Veep;
I could understand why this war ain't going so great.

Don't worry your big little head, said Dick to Double-ya;
We've gone over this hundreds of times before.
You came to office to make Sadaam Pay for diss'ing your daddy.

Well, it seems my approval's way down now.
But that's because we haven’t shown them the oil;
That's when you'll be number the one son.

But wont they be mad we’ll be there forever?
No not forever, just sixty or seventy years.
Not even a hundred years wars will be…

Sat. 27-Jan-07: PC's Vs. Children (reprise)

Sat. 27 Jan 07 PC's Vs. Children (reprise)

If pitted against one another, which would win?
The computer, if it had arms, could easily pin
the child. But since it seems that the child will win
solely on its appendages, perhaps we should employ another test.

If we were to pit the CPU vs. the brain, which one would win?
The Human can multi-task, but the CPU does it better.
One with ADHD can multi-task almost as well as the CPU…
But the human's RAM storage is much more intense

Input/Output:
Humans have a terrible time
when they are told to learn the times table.
Computers have it easier, since they only have to add several times.

Decision? A tie.
Humans have the advantage, but computers are smarter.
Oh, and Computers make fewer typing misteaks then humans!
+++

Fri. 26 Jan 07: alone again

alone again
'Tis a weird weird feeling
Lying here all alone.

After weeks and weeks of working Nights,
The Job is over, and I'm back at home

But after a full night together in the PC room
I've crawled back here to my bed (and laptop) all alone.

Escape is futile, yet peace so nice
Will I ever be able to face life again?

Only time will tell

Thu. 25 Jan 07: Access Points Vs. Sex (Clean)

Wireless Internet comes in two different versions, just like sex.
Protected, safe protected wireless, similar to sex using a condom.
Both are safer, and less likely to give you diseases, or infections

Open (unencrypted) wireless access lets others use your internet too.
But, like sex without a condom, your PC might get infected, or your passwords COULD be stolen from you.

Which is better? Safety is always better.
In sex, computers, and life, safety should be your number one concern.
Boring but true.

Wed. 24-Jan-07: Disconnected

Disconnected

Amazing for a High Tech person.
Totally disconnected from the outside world.
No Internet, either wired or wireless.

Forced to use a Public Library to get my mail.
How humbling for a High-tech Road Warrior.
No leaky unprotected access points.
No place to plug a cable in either.

And yet, once online, using Internet Explorer is like pulling teeth.
Once you use Firefox, you will be spoiled for life.
Firefox doesn’t require giving up your first born child.
And surfing online doesn’t have to be so painful

Tue. 23-Jan 07: Thin Skinned

Thin Skinned
Yes, I am thin skinned,
And short tempered.

What a terrible combination.
Easy to upset, and fast to yell.

Some people are just wired that way.
Me? I just try to "count to cool"

Knowing that you're prone to hysterics and histrionics,
Trying to pause and breathe before speaking is a plus.

Yet, even knowing, it's still hard to tell
If I can remember, "The golden Rule".

Mon. 22-Jan-07: Thank You

Thank You

I'll admit the truth.
I have poor manners.
I just wish I had listened
When my mom told me so, all those years ago.

Never sent a thank you card
Never wrote a formal note.
Was always way too hard.
Now, paybacks, make me unable to cope.

But, I wrote this poem for you today
To say, thank you for all you've done for me.
It hasn't gotten easier to write,
But I just needed to say it to you tonight.

Thanks AGAIN!

Sun. 21 Jan 07: Love reflecting in My Eyes

Love reflecting in My Eyes
Ah.. Faith Hill.


(her actual lyrics are here:
http://www.lyrics007.com/Faith%20Hill%20Lyrics/The%20Way%20You%20Love%20Me%20Lyrics.html

If I could grant
You one wish
I'd wish you could see the way you kiss
Ooh, I love watching you

Ooh, I love the way you touch me
Ooh, I love the way you make me sigh.
I can't tell you enough how much I love you


It's been a long long time
And you still you make my heart go thump
Just needed to tell you in words, you'll always be mine!

Sat. 20 Jan 07: WayBack

WayBack

I remember a time, far far away, in a land long ago
She and me; walked down in the park.
Hand in hand, Arm in Arm.

And then we found a tree, surrounded by bushes.
And we embraced.
And I discovered how painful braces could be.

And we walked, and we talked.
And muttered how good it was.
And we thought we would always be.

Well fast forward, and we "isn't"
But that moment, still remains.
Not as nice, but still the same.

Fri. 19 Jan 07: Tech Hurts

Tech Hurts

Forget about Love, Tech Hurts.
Tech Hurts your wallet.
Tech Hurts your house.
Tech hurts your relationships

How to survive?
Fight Back.
Kill your cable service.
Remove all the Game controllers
Remove all Computers
Remove All Remote controls

Go Low tech.
Go to the nearest hotel, and rent a Jacuzzi suite.
Remove the remote control from the TV.
Add bubble bath and open one bottle of white (or red) wine.

Take Spouse, tie blindfold on said Spouse
Take a necktie, and tie around his hands.
Lead the prisoner to your car, and take him to your suite.

And Stop Whining, and remember why we became one.

Thu. 18 Jan 07: Day Tripper

Day Tripper
A night worker toils the inverse of nine to five
Works all night, and sleeps all day.

A Road Warrior lives out of an open suitcase, and a hotel room
Compared to a commuter, whose car is their main room.

Day Trippers are those who travel and work in the light.
And at night, get to go schluffy, all cozy and tight.

Night workers don't get to see the sun at work
Yet, why do all hotel workers call them perverts?

Asking for a day rate does not mean
They'll be bringing a friend into the room with them

Wed. 17-Jan 07 Smiles.

Smiles.
An old friend calls.
Got some time to walk to the mall?

Sure. It'd be good to spend time together.
What's the mood, Happy or Blue?

Happy is good. Sharing is sweet.
Blue is cold, but friends bring out the gold.

Either way, it's good to see your smiling face.

Mon. 15-Jan-07: Blasted Traffic

Blasted Traffic

Peace lasts from childhood until age 16
Our society's disease hits 98% of our population once they turn 16.
Cars. Driving. Traffic. Accidents. Insurance.

These are all of headaches are made.
Not one grown up can think of any of these without one of their
Veins bulging in their head.

Money, Time, health,. These things are all affected by traffic and cars.
Can we beat it?
Not in our lifetime…

Sun. 14-Jan-07: Alone

Alone
Alone is Always difficult
One, is the loneliest number.

Learning to love yourself is key
Understanding how to be alone is crucial.
Not despising yourself when alone is good.

Until you are alone, and understand yourself
You aren't able to understand, and then become one with another.
And two, can be as sweet, as one is lonely…

Sat 13 –Jan 07: Redemption

Redemption

After generations of being forgotten,
Along comes a regular guy.
A guy who happens to wander in the desert
And discover he has been set apart, and destined for big things.

Funny thing, is this guy is ALREADY old.
Old past even our standards; He's Eighty
And yet, he's told he IS the one,
Despite his attempting to weasel out of the task.

So what does this show us?
One: You're never too old.
Two: You're never too powerless to complete the task.
Three: Even if your name isn't Moses, you're here on Earth for a task,
It may take your entire life to discover what the task was, but that's OKAY too!