Random Thoughts

Don’t think I’ll ever get sick of this song, always seems to come along at the right moment 🙂

Just working. A lot. Man, life is good.

Still not much snow up here, and little enough that if I had a bike I’d be riding in it. I don’t, but I got a line on one. Hopefully if all goes well by springtime.

I can’t wait. I miss riding more than anything. I get dreams at night about it. I’ll have one, one way or another. It’s who I am.

What you all up to?

tomorrow looks good. I see bike on the horizon.

Sing it again.   One of my favorite beatles songs.

Whats your favorite song?   Sound off, even if its in your top 20.   I could use some music expansion, and would love to know what music you like.   Gimme a song.   The floor is yours…

Lots of complications, but only one answer.   I gotta have a bike.   I supposedly live in the snow, and despite the locals talk, I’ve yet to see it.   Its 12 degrees in the morning, but I wouldnt be going sideways.

I gotta get me a bike.   I need the hope of a bike.   I gotta put me a plan into action.   I got a few moves.

Been reading some of my old blog posts.   Fuck, I gotta get me a bike.   I gotta wake up in a new town, with a new outlook on the day.   One good day lasts a month sometimes.

I love my wife, God knows I do.

I love my kids.   I love seeing who they are, and how they handle challenges.    Sometimes holding the wife off from their challenges, so they can find out what they’re made of.    Thats a blog post for some day, that maybe only men can understand.

but I miss my bike.   Can’t go into the garage and start her, can’t ride around the block.    Can’t dream about the next long trip where I sit in field and wonder how it was in the day, or bullshit with a bro who understands.    Can’t be the prick who’s riding when its way too cold.    yeah, I gotta have a bike.

Time to get serious.    yeah, it really is complicated, but by next snow melt, Ill have one.

The man had pipes.   I watch the news every morning, but didn’t hear he passed.       A one hit wonder from 1 974 doesn’t make the main stream news,  but a great song is a rare thing… IMO.     and a great singer to match makes it even greater.

I love this song.    I love the vulnerability of the lyric,  and the passion of  in the voice.   Got some good memories of this song.      Nevada or Arizona desert, hearing this song and singing out loud.   hell… noone is listening, and I can’t sing.  its all I got.   Dogs can’t howl at 70 mph. 🙂  Rip the throttle, and open the heart up.    I can see it in my mind, and feel it in my heart.

and I googled dobie gray tonight.  Guess he died 4 days ago.      RIP dobie gray.     you moved me man.

So I surfed a little youtube and listened to this song; listen to this. if you’ve got a woman you love and care for, how could this not be an anthem to her?

This song  has been in my head all week.      Its about 20 years old, but I still dig it.

momma, don’t take my kodachome away.

Song for a sunday night.    Lots of thoughts going through my head, but this seems like the best one.    Upbeat and good.

Rod stewart did a great version of this song, but I tend to the originals.    I know, I know, he’s a muslim now, but the good stuff is still in there no matter how redneck your blood is.     This is a good song.  Does this not apply to you?

I gave my daughter the SUV today to take to school.    Robyn and I took the saturn to orem,25 miles away and left her the car.   she was a bit grateful, and the girl I’m pretty proud of made us a fine dinner.     Fresh fish from my father in law, and some organic grain I can’t remember and sauteed carrots.      For that, she gets a car tomorrow again!.      I couldn’t be prouder as a parent.     sure, they got their problems, but theyll fight through em.   I hope they’ve  got the understanding that if you put your back into something, you’ll get through anything.     I think mrs zip and I have passed that on, at least I think we have.    I see it differently in each of my kids, but the vein stands true.      We’ll see.   As much as any parent can wish for.    Teach em a principle or two, and see how they do with it.

I got good kids.     I hope you feel the same way as I do.    Teach em what your blood has shown you, and what you think is right.    Beyond that, push em out to sea and see what happens.    Apples don’t fall far from the tree.     Beautiful thing 🙂

I love this song, love this band.   Listened to it so much when it came out, my little daughter in her car seat would sing a long.    The Mighty Mighty Bosstones will always be a favorite.

I’d like to wax philosophical, but first I’m gonna dump the day.     Was a good monday.

Left for work at 3:30 so I could go do some server work.   I’d slept on my arm, so when my phone alarm went off I was pushing dead fingers into a touch tone phone.   I’m glad my wife was asleep, because I looked like a retard.   Hell, I felt like a retard.   I’m sure I was drooling too.   Gonna find a simpler alarm app for my phone methinks, or I need to sleep on my back or something 🙂

Hit the highway and hit a deer by the lake.    In the saturn.   I think the saturn looks pretty good still, but that deer is fucked up.   Bumped him 10 feet.    I live in heber, I’m sure they’ll be more.

Hit work at 4:15.    Backed some stuff up, so I could take down the servers.   Good precaution.    Experience tells me thats the right call.   Hey iomega zip drive in 1995?  Fuck you, and yet… thank you.    Because of bitches like you, I know that backup before you fart or sneeze.

So I ran downstairs to the shop, hit what I thought was the alarm code, and went on my way.   When the cops showed up with hands on guns, I knew I’d gotten it wrong.    Cops have no sense of humor.    maybe they have to be like that, but can’t they tell a tattoo’d bald guy is good people?     Maybe my sense of quality people is skewed to most people is flawed by the standards of normal society, but they should read this fucking blog, because society is way off.    I gotta think if you’re reading this,  The trust distance in my head between you and my wallet or kids is shorter than the phony fuck.      The cops believed me (thanks Jenn).

Then I called the IRS.   Got some letters, they seemed serious so mrs zip and I called em.     Funny how my name wasn’t on those checks ever, yet I’m the only man in the lot who has a plan or a location.      We’ll do what we have to do there.   My business partner I couldn’t have less respect for.   I think he likes being a coward, only he calls it a different name.    Funny, they don’t know where he is.    I’ll shoulder this too.     For all I am, im straight up.    I’m proud of that again.

a few shorts:

• Lasted 3 days without facebook.    You know  how dogs sometimes throw up and then eat their own vomit?  Yeah,  its kinda like that.    Goddamn facebook.
• Wait, theres no more shorts.

I used to have a bike.   This song made the mixes, on almost any ride.     Saw these guys live.

I can’t ride it anyway, but I miss the bike.    I got a few months to  muster some money.    Found a few roads that a saturn can’t appreciate, but my bike will when I get it.