Give Tony Myers a break. Hes tired.

Ok, So the concert kinda flopped thanks to the cops. Thats what we get for living around hillbillies with headaches. Oh well. It was still good. Redford showed up and told us his story about how he took Highway 231 all the way to Lebanon by accident. He is so cool.

I've decided that after college, I'm moving to Nashville to seek a job in the art scene (good luck to me~!?--- Note: I am alsow currently aware of how Naive I sound by making that statement.) Anbody have any suggestions OTHER THAN leaving Tennessee (cause I won't and can't.. I have obligations :-/ )

To all it may concern: there is a concert bennifiting Hurricane Katrina relief. It is at the cherry tree Cafe, Saturday, the 17th from 6-11.

I was looking through my vinal collection, when I found a poem scribbled on the sheaf of one of the albums. I don't know who wrote it, but it was atleast 20 years old, and it it was about my father and my deceased uncle.

It made me think of simpler times. Childhood is such a great time. Everything is new, and solid. The security and the trust of your parent's word, as though they could never do wrong. I only hope that 20 years from now, I can provide such a great childhood for my kids.

I have slowly come to terms that the progressive decrease of Y.A.W.S. members has led to the sad realization that when I am president of this former society, we shall only have but 7 members.

Edit: Y.A.W.S. stands for the Young Artist and Writers Society.

photo from Trademarkofdoom

You saw it here first, Kids!

(For those of you playing the home game,
OPEC: Organization of Petrolium Exporting Countries)

Ok, I updated. I don't feel to good, but I'm still pretty happy. Schools going fine. Honestly I don't have alot to say. So.. give some props.

I feel mentally drained right now. I know why, but I rather not go through the woodworks of the whole fiasco at the present time and location.

Electricity:

Noun
1. a. The physical phenomena arising from the behavior of electrons and protons that is caused by the attraction of particles with opposite charges and the repulsion of particles with the same charge. b. The physical science of such phenomena. 2. Electric current used or regarded as a source of power. 3. Intense, contagious emotional excitement.

"I looked out my window, onto the padio to see the damage that had been done. Our house rested 15 feet in the air on stands, and yet the water was shored directly parallel to the padio. I looked over the brush of remaining trees to see that another, more vicious wave was coming. I hurried my wife and myself to the back room. The pressure of the wave hit hard, busting the all the windows out and when the damage had been done in the back, the pressure of the floor boards released and busted through the seems of the planks. In a matter of minutes our bedroom was filled to the ceiling with water. Somehow we were able to make it too the attic. Our attic was less developed as others, only having the framed 2x4 boards to walk along. If you stepped wrong, or tripped, you would fall through the drywall and crash into the water. We sat up there for 2 days."
"A few hours after I had been in the attic, I was able to bust a hole through the vents to the roof. The second day we saw a motor boat rummaging the newly formed lake. I shouted to him, Over here! Help, Please!, but they ignored us. Instead they went into our neighbors house and proceeded to loot the valuables, then left off to another vaccant home."
"On the later of that day, the water level had dropped enough that I could work with my remaining supplies. I discovered that my boat had survived the waves. Conveniently, I prepared for a flooding, but nothing of this magnitude. We could only bring a handful of items, such as medicine, with us. The boat was unstable in the hostile waters, and the motor of the boat was useless, now flooded with salt water. We rowed our way to safety with sigh of an unsettling relief, and a fear of what was to come."

The story my uncle, once stood strong, now a broken man.

Well, what a relief today was. First off, I'm back online. I got my new modem in today and just installed it.
Secondly, God spared my stupid stupid stupid stupid uncle's life today. He lives in Waveland Mississippi, roughly 1/2 a mile from the gulf's shore. He decided to wait out the storm. He was lucky enough to get him and his wife on their roof, and were rescued by a motor boat. He should have never risked this in the first place because he has epelepsy and wife has a thyroid tumor. Stupid Stupid man! But a sigh of relief sweeps across the family knowing he is safe. If only this could be said for the thousands of others trapped in that horrible nightmare.

TheWEAPONof89 [9:46 PM]: You know, if you combined an innertube, a french horn, and a potato gun, with nuclear fission, you could cause some serious damage.
Trademarkofdoom [9:46 PM]: Heck yes!
TheWEAPONof89 [9:47 PM]: And what about that crazy dream I had last night
Trademarkofdoom [9:47 PM]: That was MY dream, Idiot.
Trademarkofdoom [9:47 PM]: Your a nutbag
TheWEAPONof89 [9:47 PM]: I know you are
Trademarkofdoom [9:47 PM]: ...
TheWEAPONof89 [9:47 PM]: ..
Trademarkofdoom [9:47 PM]: .
TheWEAPONof89 [9:47 PM]:
Trademarkofdoom [9:47 PM]: COFFEE!
TheWEAPONof89 [9:47 PM]: COFFEE!
Trademarkofdoom [9:47 PM]: yess...
TheWEAPONof89 [9:47 PM]: Indeed.
Trademarkofdoom [9:48 PM]: Hoorah! Victory is Mine!
TheWEAPONof89 [9:48 PM]: You have one this round Dr. Fender, but I will return!
TheWEAPONof89 signed off at 9:48 PM

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I write, and I come to a conclusion. "What if stu was radioactive?" So..
Enjoy

I'm so tired. Just stretched out like taffy. But...
I got tons of good music this weekend.

Beatles: Sargant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

Killers: Hot Fuss

Everclear: Sparkle and Fade

Finding Steve Cunningham

Opinion: The Lies It Brings

The concert at the Cherry Tree was incredible. I met a bunch of awsome people, and heard some good music. Good Times indeed.

Edit*
I know, You've heard it all before. But I just got one of the biggest headaches of my life. If I ever get in a relationship that you know will crash in firey flames, kill me.

Is it against some unwritting code of ethics for a guy to comb his hair once and a while? Crack Grannies people! I have like A biggillion pounds of hair on my head! I need to keep in brushed and cleaned or else it looks like some dirty greese monkey. Give me a break.

P.S. Those who attempt to counter my entry with the "cut your hair, its just that simple" response, shall be tarred and feathered by an army of Civil War reinactors.

P.S.S. Bob Dylan is freaken awsome.

Ok, If your questioning some of teh comments that I left on your site, don't. When I wrote those it was at 2 in the morning and i was so tired i could barely keep my eyes open. I'm sorry for any confusion.

"I cannot buy you happiness, I cannot by you years;
I cannot buy you happiness, in place of all the tears.
But I can buy for you a gravestone, to lay behind your head.
Gravestones cheer the living, dear, they’re no use to the dead."
-- Lyrics from the Dirt Silver and Gold album

Ok, I'm just flat out tired.. I've done way too much in a short amount of time, and I'm drained. I'll try to get around to everybody( because I care) and check up.

I just got out of an Officer meeting for Y.A.W.S., and If you go to OHS and are interested in the great world of art, see me about joining. We really need peoples support this year; The Celebration of the Arts is in jeperody of not being held at all. Only relatives and close friends ever showed up for our performances, and after all the money, time, and effort put into such a huge performance, we barely filled half the auditorium... This makes me sad because I had to FORCE myself onto that stage: I have the worst case of stagefright and it all the strength I had just to keep myself in sound mind. Y.A.W.S. is really important to us, and we need a few good recruits with a mind full of ideas...

Thats all I got to say right now, I'm exhausted..

By the way, I love you guys.

Ok, I just had a burst of energy. I'll be checking EVERY friend who has updated since my previous response. It will take some time but, hey, give me a break.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, it is now story time (everybody circle around and listen heh..)

This past weekend I learned of my father's childhood. He took me to Hickory Hollow mall, but afterwards we ended up over near Hermitage, then over by the Old Hickory lake and the DuPont plant. This also happens to be where he was raised through alot of his childhood. He showed me his old house, his favourite hangouts and most of what he hadn't seen in 40 years, and it was a shame of what had happened to it. Once grand and lush farmland was now vaccant, overgrown fields barracaded off from the public with long rusty fences. His old house now condemned and falling down; his favorite tree struck by lightning and incinerated, just leaving a hollow shell of the decaying tree. Afterwards, we drove through Mt. Juliet to Lebenon. We ate at the only Pizza Hut in their town, and It was great. This is because they still have the big dine in restaurant with the salad bar (totally awsome). Afterwards we took Cainsville Pike all the way back to lascassas. Cooincidentally I used to live in this road, and got to see my old house... well, where my house USED to be: its now just an empty feild and lot. It got tore down last year. It didn't matter, I guess. Its a shame how much we phisically we lost of our childhood, but in the same sense, my father and I just realized how great our lives have become and how lucky and appreciative we really are of what we got now.

It has been too long of a day for me to describe it right now. I still have to get my notebooks organized, so I give my regards and love to my friends.

I'll update with a story later.

I wonder about the state of the world sometimes. Mostly, when it hits me in the face. My mother got dropped from Tenncare. Tenncare's demise was an accumulation of greedy pharmacutical companies, their ties with pushing antidepressants onto any shmo who shows sign of anxiety: just ask my mother. My mother's doctor visits are still covered by whats left of Tenncare, but she has to pay for her medicines. She's in no trouble, but I start thinking about people who depend on these medicines to function and live an ordinary life. Heck, even to live. People commonly dissmiss it as the "equal opportunity" schlock, but they soon forget that not everybody is smart enough to get white-collar job, and not everybody can make 200 grand a year and live in a 2 story house with all the works. I hate it. I hate it so much when I see people living legitimate lives as best as they can suffer just because of a few bills passed through an government office.

If you go to OHS, odds are that your schedual is messed up. So many people I talked to are having problems with their schedual this year. I have two errors in mine that I had to pink slip. Bah Forget school. ANARCHY IS THE TRUE JUSTICE OF AMERICA! REBEL!!

In a Past Life...
You Were: A Famous Poet.

Where You Lived: China.

How You Died: Buried alive.Who Were You In a Past Life?

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to good manners and elegance.

In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.

You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.



What Are The Keys To Your Heart?





You Are the Stuffing




You're complicated and complex, yet all your pieces fit together.
People miss you if you're gone - but they're not sure why.


What Part of Thanksgiving Are You?

I just had a memory shoot to my head of when I was little and my big sister was chasing a chicken around Our friends yard.. Crazy.

Does anybody remember The Travelling Wilburies? No? The supergroup made of Bob Dylan, George Harrison, Tom Petty, Roy Orbison and Jeff Lynne? Still don't remember?.. Shoot.. guess everybodies missing out on something great. Lol

Well, my mother forced me to go to Wal-Mart with her today. Bad idea. We both had a horrible experience, because it is the day before school starts and there were a million people in their on top of the million that are already in there :sigh:... and people ask me why I don't like Wal-Mart? It wouldn't be as bad if the management was straitenned out and the parents of the unrully kids running around in front of me all the time would maybe make them behave? If I had ever done anything like that when I was 6-10, my parents would have left everything behind and taken me home. No discussion. Parents just need to learn to discipline their children without violence. It isn't that difficult. My parents did it.

Yeah, thats right. I saw a cat on valium today. My mom's friend had moved into this new house and the cat freaked out. So she took the cat to the vet and they gave the cat a prescribtion for valium. Truely an amaizing experience.

Ok, So I was making a new Phusebox for my friend cause she didn't feel like dealing with it. But, I had a major error occur. Even though I did Sign out and close out of the trademarkofdoom account, It still edited my profile to be hers, so I had to go back and re-do my entire account, AND I'm registered as a new user despite being on here for the past 3 months. That Sucks!

:Edit: Ok, I've cooled off a bit. I kinda just threw a fit above, and I'm feeling better about the whole situation

:Edit: People kept complaining I looked grumpy in my profie pic. So there you go! Hah!

photo from Trademarkofdoom

These are the Monkeys of Doom. Behold their awsome powers...

photo from Trademarkofdoom

This is my vehicular transport for the majority of my junior year. I like to call it: coolness on wheels. Don't you agree?