|Drunk Talk - Points of Order
||[May. 2nd, 2004|01:44 am]
1) Brad is Home:|
Well, sort of. He was home, but now he’s on a vacation. He’ll be back soon. We went to Mankato for a bender last weekend, and it was a pretty fun time. It really wasn’t much of a bender given that neither he nor I woke up hung-over once, but we did get semi-plastered. For the record, we’re bringing two cars the next time we do that.
See, he lives at the bottom of this huge fucking hill, relative to the bars. So we drive up there, get drunk, and stumble down to crash at his apartment. And then when we wake up, we have this dreadful fucking hike to get the car. Anyway, it was a fun time.
2) Mark is Coming Home:
Well, sort of. He’ll be home for a little more than a week, and then he’s shipping back off to some god-forsaken foreign country (Italy). But we should have a good time while he’s here.
3) Kalgren Rocks:
I went to see their CD release party with Jeff, and it was awesome, at least the part we saw. The band immediately after them was pretty highly over-rated, and given that Jeff had to work early, we left after Kalgren played. But I bought their CD and it’s pretty sweet. I can’t wait to listen to the whole thing. I’m hoping we can get them to play at Decoy’s (our local bar where everyone knows your name) soon.
4) I’m a Fledgling Rock Star:
Okay, well that might be overstating it a bit. I’ve been playing an acoustic guitar since Christmas, and making pretty decent progress if I must say so myself, but I finally bought an electric guitar. I also bought some sheet music from a few bands I’d like to try to learn to play (3 Doors Down, Staind, and Dave Mathew’s Band (the closest thing to Root City that I could think of).
I really feel like there’s a lot of great music inside me waiting to get out, but I have to learn how to express it first. That’s where the guitar comes in. I wish there was something I could just hook up to my brain that would respond to the music I hear in my head, but I guess that might be a while coming. Until then I’ll just have to make due by continuing to learn guitar.
5) A Great Toast:
The band at Decoy’s proposed a great toast tonight. I don’t remember it word for word, but the gist of it was a thank-you to our troops in Iraq and elsewhere. They closed by saying America is the greatest country on earth, at which point I cheered at the top of my lungs (as did a lot of other patriots). It was nice, given all the idiotic anti-American liberal defeatist propaganda that I have to listen to on a daily basis.
Speaking of which, did you hear they read the names of all the American military personnel that have been killed in Iraq? You know, I have no problem with that as a sign of respect, but I can guarantee you that that was not what it was. It was a blatantly obvious partisan political statement saying “Look how many of our troops have died because of President Bu$h!!!”. Anyone who thinks otherwise should ask themselves why they aren’t reading the names of everyone who died in WWII along side them to put it in perspective. “But Eric, that would probably preempt an entire year of programming!” That’s exactly the point. It would, wouldn’t it? It would be so unbelievably long that no one who watched it could possibly believe that we’ve paid a high cost to liberate the 25 million people in Iraq in comparison.
Anyway, that’s a tangent I don’t really feel like following right now. Instead I’m going to end this with a motivational saying.
Understand and correct your failures, but do not regret them. You are as much the product of those things you’ve done wrong as anything else, and without them, you would not be nearly the person you are. When you look back on your life, see individual events as pieces of the puzzle that is you. Without any one of them, the tapestry that is your life will fall apart. Live your life by these words: “I will not forget, but I will not regret.”