Archive for June, 2010


Hey LP’s

Just a random rant. I was thinking last night as I was writing my post on Its Always Sunny In Philadelphia, and I asked myself, what drives a perfectionist? I ask this because…perfection is a difficult thing to define. For something to be perfect would be something not worth seeing. If everything was perfect then there would be no need for improvement or way’s to better ourselves. I think it is our flaws that makes us perfect. If we allow ourselves to have these flaws, it means that we allow ourselves to always have something to improve on. If we were all perfect, then what would be the purpose of doing anything, it’s all perfect already. Another thing you have to ask yourself, what is perfect? To you, perfection can have a completely different definition as to what I consider to be perfect. For instance, let’s say we both were looking at an attractive girl. To me, shes beautiful, fit, and skinny, and would find nothing wrong with her appearance, but to a perfectionist, they’ll find the smallest flaws to complain about, like you may not have the same idea of what skinny is, or what fit should be. For that simple reason, nothing is technically perfect. It can possibly be perfect to you, but isn’t always to other people. To state my point, learn to enjoy the little things, and just try to accept it. Don’t always be out to make the world perfect, for that is a battle you cannot win.


Hey Lizard People!

Gonna take a break from all of my poetry writing and try out something new. With the downfall of T.V. coming to us very rapidly, it’s very difficult for me to get into many television shows.  Most of the time my T.V. isn’t on even though it’s right by the computer, that’s how bad I feel television has gotten. There are actually only a handful of television show’s I am a true die-hard fan of. One of them being “It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia”.

Description:

IASIP (Title of show shortened) is about a group of 20 something’s living in Philadelphia. They own a rundown bar, none have serious relationships, and always seem to be out to screw someone over. Let me introduce the characters, Dennis Reynolds (Played by Glenn Howerton) is the guy way in the back of the picture above. He’s quick to sell out his own family if it mean’s he gains something out of it (not even that is really required). He likes to think of himself as the “Playboy” of the group and somewhat a leader of this gang of misfits. Next is Dee Reynolds (Played by Kaitlin Olson) is the sister of Dennis and the only female pictured above. She at first in the series tried to be the voice of reason to these lunatics (though she was ignored) but now that the series has progressed, she seems to be more of an accomplice to the deeds if anything. She also has a hard time accepting that shes getting old, and this at one time causes her to try and seduce a Priest who was an old high school friend who had a crush on her (She succeeds but ends up turning him down after he leaves the Church to be with her, thus screwing him good). Now onto Mac (Played by Rob McElhenney), he is the one holding the paint brush painting the baby’s face. He see’s himself as the “Brains” of the team (Yet they all seem to lack that aspect). He’s the most religious of the group, but is quite hypocritical to his faith, such an example is when he goes to get information on God’s opinion of abortion at a local Church group, he see’s a very attractive woman working, and decides to seduce her, he tries to impress her by taking a stand against abortion clinics at a rally, the woman then (As a test) tells Mac she is pregnant, and what would any God-Loving, Pro-Life, religious man do in this situation?….”I think you should get an abortion” (HAHAHA). Gotta love the harsh and brutal reality they try to represent. Next is Charlie Kelly (Played by Charlie Day) the man above the baby, next to Mac. He’s seen as the “Wildcard” of the group, and has a very unhealthy obsession with a certain coffee waitress. He’s always been confused as to who his dad is, being raised by his mother alone. Perhaps this is why he acts in the way he does. He’s the one that seems to be the most kind-hearted, but for anyone that crosses him, he seeks revenge upon. Very crazy, but very caring (I relate to his character the most, though that’s not really saying much at all since every person in this show is somewhat crazy or out to pull a fast one on people). The last but certainly not least is Frank Reynolds (Played by…That’s right, THE Danny FUCKIN DeVito!!!). He came in during the beginning of the 2nd Season of the show (DeVito was so impressed with the show itself that he asked to be on the show personally). He is the father of Dennis and Dee, and seeing how he acts on the show, it’s no wonder that his kids turned out as screwed up as they did. He constantly mocks his “Whore” ex-wife (Who is Dennis and Dee’s mother) and tries to screw over the gang for his own gain. To be honest, I feel if Danny DeVito did not come into the show, that their humor wouldn’t have been as edgy nor entertaining. In many ways, he put the show together as a whole. It had the potential to be great, then Danny came and made it a reality. He’s the small, bald cherry on top of this cake of “harsh reality” Television show. Just so you all know, the baby in the picture above does not belong to any of them, it was found in a dumpster, so the gang felt they had to try and exploit the baby to make money, he was later taken by child protective services (Thank God).

Why I Love This Show:

To sum it up pretty easily, this show makes me laugh. The topics discussed on this show are, by some, seen as taboo. With problems such as global warming, abortion, crippling accidents, the homeless, oil crisis, North Korea (The list goes on and on, seriously), it gives the world something to laugh about with each topic. In other words, in a world that takes itself too seriously, this show comes and kicks its face in. If you’re able to laugh at the forbidden topics on this show, then more power to ya I say.

Why I Don’t Love This Show:

With many shows such as this, the “Shock Value” can only last so long until it get’s to be boring. I noticed the 5th Season (The most recent) seemed kind of bland. They still took on unmentionable topics and all of that, but it seems like another South Park, just solely living off shock value. Their isn’t a complete lack of plot, like there is with South Park and other similar show’s, just it’s not as important as certain other shows.

Overall:

I love this show no matter what. I am and will always be a die-hard fan. As long as it makes me laugh, I consider it a good show. Though the 5th Season seems to be weak compared to the previous Seasons, I have high hopes that the next season (If there is one, haven’t done my research) will hopefully improve. I recommend this show to anyone who can think outside of the box and can laugh at certain topics that some people get furious about. I’ll end on this…Danny FUCKIN DeVito!!!

Thank you for reading LP’s, if you’re a fan of this show you are a friend of mine.

(Note: You can watch IASIP on channels such as FX and now Comedy Central)

UPDATE: Season 6 was HILARIOUS in my opinion, and looking over season 5, I can appreciate it more than I did when I originally wrote this. The fact does remain, however, that there is little to no character development, and the fact that its been on this long with a lack of development, is just a statement of how funny this show truly is. I’m also looking forward to seeing Charlie Day in “Horrible Bosses”.

When To Hold…When To Fold

Hold Em’ to some can be a devious game
Any kind of gambling could lead to fortune and fame
But you gotta know what you have in your hand
Master this game, you’ll be known across the land
To some it helps pass time, to others it’s a profession
What are we waiting for? Start up this session
Bring out your money, time to buy in
Get ready to indulge in this wonderful “sin”
Whether you’re playing with family, friends or pros
None of that matters now, they are all considered foes
Give them your best, never show mercy for that’s lack of respect
When all of us play together, believe me, that’s what I expect
“Shuffle up and deal!” is what the man said
Nothing to regret now, not even dread
It’s the big leagues, kid. Time to get real
Your nerves are twitching, this I can feel
First hand, dealt Ace King Hearts
Gotta relax, need to play it smart
I check along, wait to see you slip
You make a bold bet, the other players trip
One by one they fold, at me they’re all staring
I know what they’re thinking “Is he that daring?”
“Raise” I say. Their jaws begin to drop
I know its not smart to bet big before the flop
Sometimes you feel the urge to make mistakes
This game definitely separates the men from the fakes
I look to the rookie, doubt on his face
“C’mon Rook” I say. “Pick up the pace!”
Not polite to rush this so concerned man
But to make him panic was part of my plan
“All in!” he says, with courage in his eyes
I can definitely tell that my defeat is his prize
I’ve been challenged, I can’t rethink this decision
“Call” I claim. This is it, We’re on a collision
The players watch in awe, as we both stand-up
“Flip em!” the dealer says as our cards get turned up
I wait to see what he has, hoping he made a bad bet
Pocket kings show, I guess this is what I get
I flip over my Ace King, that once was so proud
These pocket King’s appeared, acting like a cloud
Above me, covering my sunshine
But I still have the Ace, this can be mine
Flop comes, 2 6 and 9, all of which are spades
Neither of us have spades, so far he has it made
Turn arrives, It’s an Ace! I have some breathing room
“I’m sorry my friend” I say as I expect it to be his doom
Oh river, what will come from you?
I hope you are kind to me too
There’s 1 King left, and that’s what he needs
But knowing you river, you do as you please
The river shows……The King……I lost
I think to myself “Was that hand worth the cost?”
Beaten by Trip Kings, what a shame
River, someday you I will tame
I don’t take loss personal, I snap out of the game
I guess today, you did it kid, you earned fame
As I walk to you,  I shake your hand feeling proud
“You learned a lot kid, you now own this crowd”
I say, then he smiles and says ” I learned from the best”
I reply “Yes you did kid, now go and take out the rest”
No need for advice, I don’t intend to be a preacher
But this is a big day kid, for the student has beat the teacher
I walk away, he begins to say “Leaving already, so soon after your arrival?”
I answer “Yeah kid, but don’t be upset, from now on, you are my rival”
He laughs and people say their goodbyes, a wave is what I send
But that wasn’t the last of me, it’s surely not the end
I’m still young, even though in this game you can never be too old
But regardless of age, take my advice “Know when to hold, know when to fold”

Dear Mary (Tribute To Jimi Hendrix)

Note: Similar to what i did with Kurt’s suicide letter, I will develop a letter with the usage of song titles by Jimi Hendrix. If this proves as successful as I hope, I will do more for other Musicians. (Lyrics are Bold and Italicized this time)

Dear Mary,

Can You See Me? With those Gypsy Eyes of yours. Little Miss Lover, I know you are such a Wild Thing, but I need to know, May This Be Love? The safe thing for me to do would be Wait Until Tomorrow, but I cant help but be as Bold As Love. Tell me, Are You Experienced? Do you know this game you play? Do you toy with me purposely, Who Knows. These guards keep their eyes on me All Along The Watchtower, For I am known as a Voodoo Child. Don’t think of me differently for this, because I know Foxey Lady that you are nothing close to an Angel. Once I Had A Woman that reminds me a lot of you, her name was Izabella, it’s because of her that I Don’t Live Today. To avoid this again, you must admit, what do you offer, Love Or Confusion? Will you be mine or forever be known as “My Friend“? If 6 Was 9 then maybe you’d be the one writing this Message To Love. I’m beginning to feel you don’t have the Power To Love, because you don’t understand the Power Of Soul. We all go through Changes, maybe the Purple Haze surrounding this room made me believe you could too. Darlin, there Ain’t No Telling where this road will take me, for I am always Drifting. On this Long Hot Summer Night, I came up with this One Rainy Wish, for you to make up your mind. This Bleeding Heart will no longer be your puppet, it can take no more, because even though The Wind Cries Mary, my soul screams Freedom.

Ode To Guitar

Note: Kind of similar to my “Ode To Drums”, same ending words, but in an Ode it’s not as important, though I’ll try to get more creative.

Fearless Axe, be my weapon
You are my soul now, if you fail so do I
As the song starts, I hear you demanding
“Use me! Use me!”

Unbreakable Pick, be my guide
My fingers cannot do this alone
As they start to move, I hear you calling
“Strum! Strum!”

Unwavering Amp, be my voice
Without you I will not be heard
As I perform, I hear you screaming
“Louder! Louder!”

Die-hard Fans, be my eternal judge
I only have you to impress tonight
As I stop the song, I hear them saying
“Encore! Encore!”

Restless Instrument, be my key
To express the anger I hold deep
As I sit here,  I hear you calling
“Hurry! Hurry!”

Powerful Drumsticks, be my voice
This silence, it kills me sincerely
As I begin, I hear the sticks telling
“Harder! Harder!”

Staring Crowd, be my jury
It’s life or death for me tonight
I pour my soul out, I hear them screaming
“Faster! Faster!”

Challenged Talent, be my strength
The performance has finished,I wait
I grin as I hear the voices calling
“Encore! Encore!”

Dear The Pain In My Mind…

Dear the pain in my mind,
Why are you so unkind?
I do not see the reason
For my mind to perform this treason
Have I not been good to you?
Is there nothing I can do?
I try my best to keep you happy
Yet you decide to act this crappy?
I know in the past I’ve harmed you with smoke
To a point where I felt the urge to choke
But those day’s are gone, I learned my lesson
I wish this pain went away so I can stop stressin
The doctor said it’ll pass with time
But he lied, I can barely try and rhyme
The more I think the more I’m in pain
Even my eyes can feel this strain
It’s been quite a while, over a week
I need an answer, that is what I seek
They tell me to treat it like a headache
But how many Advil do I have to take?
I usually don’t complain but it’s hard to be strong
When even your doctors can’t tell you what’s wrong
But I’ll never give up, don’t dare test my will
I’ll keep hurting until they find the perfect pill
One that can be called “The Cure”
I can’t wait to again feel pure
Though time goes on, I will never slack
So advice to you my pain, watch your back
For I will be the one left standing
I want you gone, that’s what I’m demanding
I warn you pain, leave, for the cure I will find
Sincerely, the Owner of this Mind

I Can…

Another non-rhyming approach

I can do anything

I can be
I can be happy
I can be strong
I can be smart
I can be anything

I can see
I can see clearly
I can see problems
I can see cures
I can see anything

I can try
I can try being positive
I can try acting mature
I can try living good
I can try anything

I can learn
I can learn new skills
I can learn forgiveness
I can learn true happiness
I can learn anything

I can do
I can do what is right
I can do what makes me happy
I can do what is important
I can do anything

I Will…

As suggested by my friend, I’ll try the non-rhyming approach to writing a poem. Since I don’t know how to be creative in a poem without rhyming this will be pretty interesting. I will just type what I feel as it comes and see if she was right (She never really is :P).

I will promise to try these things

I will try
I will try my best to not care
I will try to learn to let go
I will try everything that comes to me
I will try to see things in your eyes

I will do
I will do what ever is needed of me
I will do anything that is possible
I will do the things that make me happy
I will do what i consider to be right

I will accomplish
I will accomplish something important
I will accomplish my search for happiness
I will accomplish my goal to saving a life
I will accomplish my purpose in this world

I will never
I will never let someone take the blame for my actions
I will never give up on finding out who I am
I will never change for someone or something
I will never close my mind and not hear someone out

I will promise
I will promise to make important people happy
I will promise to defend those I care about
I will promise to never take someone down with me
I will promise to try these things

The Element Of Wind


While walking outside
I notice the leaves have dried
Such a storm erased from existence?
I feel the answer very close in the distance
Suddenly, I’m hit by a strong breeze
So powerful, it caused me to freeze
once it settled, I was put at ease
I want this feeling again, come back please
You’re special to people in many ways
You wake me up on the most boring of day’s
You’re the 1 element that can’t be touched
But still I try to keep you clutched
So soft and quiet, like a ninja at night
But people never dare test your strongest might
You flip car’s without a single care
And all we can do is just stop and stare
People often confuse you for the dead
Maybe you truly do carry what needs to be said
Whichever the case, you sure can spin
The tornadoes you claim should be considered a sin
You wreck houses, cars and lives
Just like people, I guess knowing this makes you thrive
You gain nothing from the trouble you cause
No one will even attempt to give you applause
I guess that’s how it is for an element like you
The least you can say is that you keep it true
Now you are gone, like what happens in the morning with the moon
But I do not fear, do not question, nor do not care,  you’ll come back soon