The Doog House

"Dont try to be a great man, just be a man and let history decide the rest."

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Location: Okinawa (Normally Thrilling Thiells), NY, Japan

I am a cool laid back cat that like to be all hip on the fun spots in big cities (I know hot spots in N'orleans and learned of alot in NY). I love to travel and meet new people and just chat for hours as if we are old reunited friends. I am also heavily into movies and AFI's 100. I might want to become a film historian or something like that. I LOVE baseball!! I just cant get enough of it, and there is plenty here in Japan.

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Friday, January 06, 2006

I know I havent written since my last joyous blog. But I have had a week to stew and simmer. I did not have the best New Years. In fact, no disrespect to those I spent it with, it was the worst New Years I have had since I was 13. But that isnt the point of this blog. I dont do resoulutions. I just do. Or I dont. It is that simple, and yet so eloquently ripped off from Yoda ala Empire Strikes Back. I love Elton John songs. I mean who doesnt?? Well I love his earlier works. Their is just so much feeling there, and when used in the right context it can be powerful moving shit. And I know I havent been so moved by a song since I heard 'Here comes the sun' after my best friend Artie died. I know when I first heard this song whose lyrics I will paste, they were played for a show and it had me in fucking tears. I have heard a lot of EJ's songs but I never heard of this one till that show. And the way it was used had me in fucking tears. I am doing my best to learn it on the piano before I get home so that I may express it to you all. Well they are from "Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters", I love this song:

And now i know
Spanish harlem are not just pretty words to say
I thought i knew
But now i know that rose trees never grow in new york city

Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
You stand at the edge while people run you through
And i thank the lord there's people out there like you
I thank the lord there's people out there like you

While mona lisas and mad hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night

For unless they see the sky
But they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light

This broadway's got
It's got a lot of songs to sing
If i knew the tunes i might join in
I'll go my way alone
Grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown in new york city

Subway's no way for a good man to go down
Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
And i thank the lord for the people i have found
I thank the lord for the people i have found

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