All I Want, Girl Is You

Hello
I'm the guy who sits next to you
And reads the newspaper over your shoulder
Wait
Don't turn the page
I'm not finished
Life is so uncertain

Given that true intellectual and emotional compatibility
Are at the very least difficult
If not impossible to come by
We could always opt for the more temporal gratification
Of sheer physical attraction
That wouldn't make you a shallow person
Would it?

 If Ford is to Chevrolet

What Dodge is to Chrysler
What Corn Flakes are to Post Toasties
What the clear blue sky is to the deep blue sea
What Hank Williams is to Neil Armstrong
Can you doubt we were made for each other?

Look I understand too little too late

I realize there are things you say and do
You can never take back
But what would you be if you didn't even try?
You have to try
So after a lot of thought
I'd like to reconsider
Please if it's not too late
Make it a cheeseburger 

Come In Here Dear Boy, Have A Cigar, You’re Gonna Go Far…

I had this big thing typed out, but i decided to scrap it based on the fact that it was too whiny.  even for lj, so, here ya go.
enjoy
Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar.
You're gonna go far, fly high,
You're never gonna die, you're gonna make it if you try;they're gonna love you.
Well I've always had a deep respect, and I mean that most sincerely.
The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think.
Oh by the way, which one's Pink?
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy
we call it Riding the Gravy Train.
We're just knocked out.
We heard about the sell out.
You gotta get an album out,
You owe it to the people. We're so happy we can hardly count.
Everybody else is just green, have you seen the chart?
It's a helluva start, it could be made into a monster
if we all pull together as a team.
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy
we call it Riding the Gravy Train.

Bye Bye Miss American Pie

"I went down to captain tony’s
To get out of the heat
Then I heard a voice call out to me
Son come have a seat
I had to search my memory
As I looked into those eyes
Our lives change like the weather
But a legend never dies
Chorus:
He said I ate the last mango in paris
Took the last plane out of saigon
Took the first fast boat to china
And jimmy there’s still so much to be done
I had a third world girl in buzios
With a pistol in each hand
She always kept me covered
As we moved from land to land
I had a damn good run on wall street
With my high fashion model wife
I woke up dry beneath the african sky
Just me and my swiss army knife
Chorus:
I ate the last mango in paris
Took the last plane out of saigon
Took the first fast boat to china
And jimmy there’s still so much to be done
We shot the breeze for hours
As the sun fell from the sky
And like the sun he disappeared
Before my very eyes
It was somewhere past dark-thirty
And I went back to the head
I read upon the dingy wall
The words the old man said:
I ate the last mango in paris
Took the last plane out of saigon
Took the first fast boat to china
And jimmy there’s still so much to be done
I ate the last mango in paris
Took the last plane out of saigon
Took the first fast boat to china
And jimmy there’s still so much to be done
That’s why we wander and follow la vie dansante"
That song never meant much to me until recently.
For seemingly unfathomable reasons, the song makes me thing of my good friend Jessi. I have not heard from her for months. It would seem that I did something to offend her (but I am not cool enough to actually know what, if anything). At least that is what I interpreted by the phrase "You would think that if she wanted anything more to do with you, she would have sent something by now!"
That last little bit of happiness came from her sister right after she lied to me about Jessi's address the last time.
Now that she is home for a few weeks, I want nothing more than to see her long enough to say hello. But I think her sister is working it out so as to keep us apart. It makes me want to just go off and have a good cry sometimes.
So, to sum up:
Thanks Jill. You have single-handedly ruined my life. It would not have been so bad if you had picked something else to do to me. Oh, wait...you did!
You seem to be attempting to drive me away from my job. That would seem to be when you plan to talk to me. That is next to never anymore.
So, thanks again.
I think I must reevaluate my decision to put myself through some unbelievable amount of pain and suffering every week just to make your poor little life a bit easier.
Thanks a lot.

Goodnight Sweet Readers, And A Flight Of Angels To Sing Thee To Thy Rest
-Gale

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And Shine

¡Yo!
I just found out that someone else has signed my guestbook!
She wrote out most (if not all, i have to check it over) of "Shine On You Crazy Diamond" by Pink Floyd. I wondered just how much of this was inspired, to some degree at least, by some song or other.
At least 23 of my entry titles are song related. My last 5 entries thing is, and that, may be that. There is probably a random quote or 3 that is too. Whoo!
Gale misses the Army. The food might have not been the best ever, but the meals were constant. There was also something resembling healthy junk in that food. I have basically been living off microwave buritos and tortilla chips the last week or so. I feel so bad!
Ah well. Gale needs to go to sleep now.
He has to be at work more or less in five hours. He gets to deal with the people who are going to be rebuilding our freezer!
Remember when you were young?
You shone like the sun
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target
for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger,
you legend,
you martyr,
and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, You cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random percision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver,
you seer of visions,
Come on you painter,
you piper,
you prisoner,
and shine!"
Sorry. Better make that 24 titles!
Goodnight Sweet Readers, And A Flight Of Angels To Sing Thee To Thy Rest

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How I Wish You Were Here

I had an interesting, if not humorous (surprise surprise) entry laid out in my mind for tonight.
It is all gone now though! YAY!!
Anyway.
I think I will go to Missouri next week to attend my friend's graduation from Basic Training. Oh how I miss her!
Oh how I wish she was here...
So, So you think you can tell?
Heaven from hell?
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
from a cold steel rail
a smile from a veil
do you think you can tell?
and did they get you to trade
your heroes for ghosts
hot ashes for trees
hot air for a cool breeze
cold comfort for change
and did you exchange
a walk on part in the war
for a lead role in a cage
how i wish you were here
how i wish
how i wish you were here
ohh how i wish you were here
i wish you were here
how i wish
we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year
running over the same old ground
but have we found
the same old fears
how i wish you were here
...
Anyway
I will probably take my blue binder with the Pink Floyd lyrics on the cover so as to write about what happens over the course of those few days.
Fun stuff there.
I am thinking about spreading the word about this happy little site. Should be interesting.
I need to do some writing on comradcommisar pretty soon...
Maybe while I am gone some inspiration will strike me.
Anyway
Goodnight Sweet Readers, And A Flight Of Angels To Sing Thee To Thy Rest

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Going To California

Going To California
(Page/Plant)
Spent my days with a woman unkind, Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start, Going To California with an aching in my heart.
Someone told me there's a girl out there with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Took my chances on a big jet plane, never let them tell you that they're all the same.
The sea was red and the sky was grey, wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.
The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake
as the children of the sun began to awake.
Seems that the wrath of the Gods
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;
I think I might be sinking.
Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I'll meet you up there where the path
Runs straight and high.
To find a queen without a king,
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings... la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born.
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,
Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.

---

It would seem that I am going to go through with my plan this time. Which plan? you may be asking yourself (assuming you care).
Well, here goes.
I fully intend to go somewhere that it is warm and nice all the time. I have been thinking about Californina, but recent events are making me re-evaluate that decision. The plan calls for me to go somewhere between august and november of 2003.
From now until then, however, I am going to get a second job. I am going to save all of the money from that job that I can, hopefully all, but my car needed a severe amount of work done to it today :'( so i will probably pay that debt off with that money. I am going to rent one of those U-Stor things again, and start putting things away.
Once I go, I fully intend to leave almost everything in storage. Including the car, which will have long since been paid off. Really, the only thing I plan to take is my Laptop, and some clothes. Get an apartment with the money I saved, and then get a job. I can then put the remainder of my savings back into the bank, and then go on pretty much like i am now.
I will furnish the apartment with things i pick up from wherever for rather cheap. After I get everything squared away (6-12 months after i go there) i will fly back to indy, rent a U-Haul, and take my posessions back with me.
It would seem that i am actually going to do it, because i have already started getting boxes. another part of the plan includes copying all of my music to .wma files, and then buring them on to a few CD-Rs. I can listen to those as i please from my laptop or mp3 player. i started on that tonight too.
I am shortly going to either upgrade my laptop, or just buy a new one. haven't decided yet. either way, there will be a modem and internet access. this thing will be updated sporadically, and i will still have fun with instant messengers and emails.
i gots to go to mom's now. goodnight

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Naked And Famous

"Naked and Famous"
I can't explain glacial motion
Or why Los Angeles don't drop into the ocean
I can't unfold the layers of mystery
Or piece together the tragedy of history
'Cuz those lucky suckers, they don't have to work
Big 3-D billboards and big 30-foot Smurfs
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me, I'm naked and famous
I met a poet, said she didn't like the smell of it
Then took her clothes off in a restaurant for the hell of it
I met a DJ who lived in seclusion, reality and sobriety were her only
delusions
And those lucky bastards, they don't have to work
Big 3-D billboards and big 30-foot Smurfs
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me, I'm naked and famous
Woo uh hoo hoo hoo
Wow ah hoo hoo hoo
Well, don't get a nosebleed, don't get upset
We can't be naked and famous just yet
There's a big gold dollar sign on the Sunset Strip
And you can send your friend a postcard, it ain't worth the trip
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked
Wow wow yeah
Ah hoo hoo hoo
Whoo
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me I'm naked and famous

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