I am hardcore as a hotdog bun.



- posted by Jonathan@ 9:32 PM

 
Because We've Found the Dire Dreams of Men & Machines. . .

- I got my tax return in the mail today.

- I'm going to go buy some more fish to keep my little Beauregard company. And I really need one of those sucker fish to keep the sides of his tank clean. And a little net, for moving him when I do need to clean and such.

- I bought some cds yesterday. It was pretty nice. First time in a long time.

- My parents got moved to Kansas City, Kansas. To be the Divisional Youth and Candidates Secretaries.

- I pierced my nose last week. I'll put up a picture later.

- Sam (my brohan-in-law) installed another memory card in our compy, thus roughly tripling the amount of memory, and making it freaking fast as all lighting.

- Nothing else.

- posted by Jonathan@ 4:36 PM

 
The show went really well. There must have been like 200 kids there. Both my sister and I are covered for the summer. Definitely a success. Thanks to everyone who came. One of the best parts of the night was when we were waiting for the Chicago boys to arrive, I got up and talked about what the money was being raised for and why I was going on the trip and what I'd be doing and such, and I sang a song* and then when I was walking off stage the drummer from Scarlet May gave me a dollar. It was so funny and cool. Good guy, you know?

Also, D.B. Cooper dominated. I don't know if you quite understand. It was good. Best moment: "Benonmena!"

Then! On the way home from dropping off Ian afterwards, I was driving down Racine and I saw a freaking fox! Just walking down the sidewalk. Then it turned down a side street by Palmer park, so I did a U-turn and followed it. It was just walking in the grass by the side of the road with some little animal hanging in it's mouth. But when I slowed down and stopped next to it to take a picture, it darted into the woods. Freaking crazy though, huh? I was following it for a good 10 or so yards. Definite fox.

* I wrote it the other night when I was feeling very lost about life and my future and all the unknown that basically feels like it's the majority of my existence. Then I was comforted. Honestly, it was beautiful. Just sitting on my bed crying, and then being touched and knowing that everything was okay. God has it in his hands, you know? And what better place could I hope to be?

Untitled

Through everything, you're there for me
When I can't even see the ground where my feet should be
You take my hand, set me upon dry land
You dig my ruined house from the sand
And promise I'll never be lost at sea again

When I was there, I confess I got so scared
Waves were everywhere, and my mouth was filled with salt but no air
But you, you were there too
You were the hand that reached
The hand that grasped to pull me from the deep

And you are the reason that I breathe
The reason that I sing
The reason I'm alive to tell the tale
Of my life spent at sea

I confess that it's not finished and I made up a last verse. I don't remember what I sang.

- posted by Jonathan@ 12:30 PM

 


See the And More! That means even more bands! So you better come. Even if you live in stinky Iowa.

- posted by Jonathan@ 9:40 PM

 
Been busy. Started working construction and got really dirty. Spent some time with Mona. Not enough though. Had some people not like my band. Just about everyone actually. That kind of makes me sad. But playing makes me happy, so I guess that's what counts. D.B. Cooper is going to destroy some demos in the next week, perhaps two, due to the fact that Ian is buying a lot of his studio gear in the near future. Walken may record a few more songs also, so that we can just put out a full length. We're rather proliferate. So suck on that nay-sayers! I have to get up at 5:30 for work. Goodnight.

- posted by Jonathan@ 9:34 PM

 
I just got these pictures from Mona. They're from a while ago (when I still had hair) when we went to the Field Museum in Chicago. We took the train into the city and spent the day there riding free trolleys and walking in the rain. And of course, like I said, we spent a long time in the Field Museum looking at all the stuff they have in there. Which is a lot of stuff. Beautiful day with a beautiful girl.

Our leg tattoos: guess whose leg is whose. . .



And us being losers on the train:



Also: I got my ticket reduced. $230.60 becomes $181.00, and 4 points becomes 3. Not too bad. All is well I suppose.

- posted by Jonathan@ 4:36 PM