In a moving metal box for 32 hours

Just got home from a 32 hour trip (going and return trip total).  Feels so good to be home.  Felt weird entering the house and going into my room.  I guess that's what hotel hopping does to you.  Got lots of pics and don't worry, I will be sharing them.  Posting tomorrow (Yea right.)

Alan

Gonna go away for a few days

Going to Myrtle Beach in Souf Carolina and a few states along the way.  It's a 15 hour trip down souf.  Not as souf as Florida as originally planned though...maybe next time.  Really wanted to see the Everglades.

Alan

new banner (too)

So it's become quite apparent now that I have fallen badly behind my "Daily photo project"  I have an archive of pictures that I never posted due to nothing but my laziness.

This blog needed to get revived, because it's time I start sharing my thoughts again (at least I think I should).  Also I'm getting tired of having that black dude as my top blog post.

Inspired by Mr. Fonseca, I also updated my blog banner.  Did a small piece on Paint tools SAI.  Inspiration behind it?  I like black and white.  Kind of depressing though isn't it?  Although I think I think the feelings it invokes are more akin to brooding and contemplation.  I dunno, I like it.

Anyways, let's play a game!  Let's see how many blog posts it takes before I temporarily ban this blog again.

Hah.

Alan

O boy...

I pretty much have 30 (approx.) pictures ready to upload.  I let it happen again.  The daily pics have stacked and I have to upload all of em.  Ack.

Alan

You can't find good music like this these days...wait you can.

I implore you to listen to this song once today. It's brilliant.

Lyrics:

With our eyes wide open we... (x2)

So this is the end of the story
Everything we had, everything we did
Is buried in dust
And this dust is all that's left of us
And only a few ever worried

While the signs will clear
They have no idea
You just get used to living in fear
Or give up
When you can't even picture your future

We walk the plank with our eyes wide open

We walk the plank with our eyes wide open we
(walk the plank with our eyes wide open)
Yeah we walk the plank with our eyes wide open we
(walk the plank with our eyes wide open we)

Some people offered up answers
We made out like we heard
They were only words
They didn't add up
To a change in the way we were living
And the saddest thing
Is all of it could have been avoided

But it was like to stop consuming's
to stop being human
And why'd I make a change if you won't?
We're all in the same boat
Staying afloat for the moment

We walk the plank with our eyes wide open we
(walk the plank with our eyes wide open we)
And we walk the plank with our eyes wide open we
(walk the plank with our eyes wide open we) (x2)

With our eyes wide open we
We walk the plank, we walk the plank (x3)

With our eyes wide open we...
So that is the end of the story


Amazing music, lyrical depth...Gotye is my fave artist atm.

Alan

What the hell...