Don’t worry, this’ll all be interesting when I’m dead.

here am I? Today, I mean. I’m here. I’m back in a better state of mind. I’m sorting through the confusion, settling back into… well, I don’t know… a state of patience and dedication? I have reason to be otherwise, but this is always the way to be, if you can be.

I wonder what happened, though. I used to have thoughts. I used to be able to share wisdom. I used to go to strange places in my head and come out a little better, a little smarter. Then I could express it. It’s not there. Have I learned it all? Surely not. Maybe I just need to force myself into some starting line and see if it’s still there. See what else I can uncover. Things are pleasant for the most part, but I’m thinking that pleasant is far from exciting. No need to stir up any drama, though. Just need to dig a little deeper. But I need time to do that. I need patience of a different kind. I’ve forgotten how to tap into that. The mind is truly a muscle that needs to be stretched out like any other muscle. I’m definitely out of shape. Way too out of shape.

If you never watch another episode of The O.C. again, you best be watching the episode airing April 6th. Tally Hall’s music will be featured. Aw yeah. I’ve just about planned out my trip to Ann Arbor on 4/8. (that’s Four-Eight, for those who don’t know.) It looks like I’ll be catching two shows that night, as they added a second set later in the night. Suh-weet. You are slightly jealous.

Now to rub in the jealousy even more. Remember I told you about Lindi Ortega? For my efforts in helping her with some things like hosting her live video clips (found on her Myspace page) she sent me an autographed promo shot of her. [ SEE ]
But the real fun is on the back. I told her to kiss it with some nice red lipstick and she obeyed. I knew she had marvelous lips, but to see them up close and personal… it’s enough to make a man lose his balance. HERE IT IS.

I would write more, but I have no time. If I were to actually get the required 8 hours sleep we all need to function normally, I’d have but 3 hours to myself every weekday. That is absurd. So I’m about to turn over my 6th hour tonight, leaving 5 hours to sleep. Bad, I know, but I’m working hard to get my “hiddeninthesand.com” website launched by this coming Monday. It won’t be complete, but it will be enough to get started. I’m excited to see what happens with it. I think it’ll be very popular, especially once Tally Hall shoots into the mainstream music scene.

Goodnight.

h my god, where did the Candy post go!? I deleted it off the blog. I had all day to think about it and realized it shouldn’t be so blatent and forced in peoples face. Not your problem. So I moved it. It’s on the domain and Google will still find it just as easily (look here). That’s all I really wanted. Plus, the person who tried responding to it was just so far off, I realized I’d never be able to really explain exactly why I was impacted so much that I felt it was necessary to warn other people. It’s not something I would ever or have ever even considered doing before I met her. As the saying goes… “You just had to be there.”
Anyway, that’s that.

In a month I might have a semi-good recording of one of the band’s songs. The Un-Named Band. It’s a song called…. take a guess….. “Cynical Optimist.”

I bet you can’t wait! You’re peeing your pants, aren’t ya! Yeah. I know. Stay dry.

I urge you to watch VH1’s Best Week Ever tomorrow (Friday) at 11pm. Tally Hall will be making a brief cameo on it. Eek!

nly 20 minutes ago I was witness to a horrendous car accident which occured at Exit 339 on the PA turnpike. Literally 100 yards ahead of me, a vehicle lost control and began to swerve heavily across the lanes and eventually over the grass which separated the turnpike from the exit ramp. I glanced around to gather up where other cars around me were in order to avoid any panicked drivers, like the one next to me who slammed on his brakes. By the time I looked back, dirt was flying everywhere and a minivan was flipping over and skidding, windshield down, on the exit ramp. We all pulled over and I was only the 3rd car back from the wreck, although I think the car I consider to be first from the wreck was actually involved as it appears he was pushed into the guardrail. I don’t even know if the person/people in the minivan were OK. I couldn’t tell who was who as they gathered around the scene. I’m not even sure if it was the van who originally lost control or not. I thought it was a smaller car who started swerving. “It happened so fast….”

It’s got me all shaken up, though. I feel a little sick. Ever since my accident(s) I have such a hard time when I see a wreck. This is the first time I’ve seen such an accident as it happened, though, and it was even worse. It’s scary how quickly life can be taken from you and how much we waste our time worrying about the stupid things, dwelling on the past, mulling over the future, putting ourselves in positions and situations we have no desire to be in. It’s scary how we need reminders like this constantly.

am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true. I am not bound to succeed, but I am bound to live by the light that I have. I must stand with anybody that stands right, stand with him while he is right, and part with him when he goes wrong.”
- Abraham Lincoln

Just happened across this quote. It does a good job of putting to words the type of philosophy I’ve tried to follow for years, now. Thought I should share because I feel we should all live by them.