Blank Of The Day :: Lyrical Blip
April 07, 2005 / Thursday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
i've . got . HOES ...
in different area codes
(aaareea codes) area codes
I heart Ludacris. He makes me crack myself up when I'm looney from work.
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August 10, 2004 / Tuesday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
just keep skating
just keep skating
just keep skating skating skating
Dori on ice, yo. Either that, or the A-Team II bench song.
And you people wonder why I drive so far for hockey.
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January 24, 2004 / Saturday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
and i find it kind of funny
i find it kind of sad
that the dreams in which i'm dying
are the best i've ever had
I'd heard the Gary Jules cover of this song a few times, and even though I'd had something of an idea that it was a cover of some other song, I didn't know who had performed it originally.
Today, they played the cover version of the song, followed immediately by the original version of the song. Like an idiot, I forgot who the original band was right after the DJ said it.
Fortunately, I hummed the song to Doug and he said, "Tears For Fears"!
Anyway, I quite like the lyrics blipped above, especially in acoustic cover form.
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October 06, 2003 / Monday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
Well, that little baseball high didn't last long. I need to find myself a few more teams to live vicariously through.
I haven't seriously lyrical blipped in exactly one year. That Toys 'R' Us blip from a couple months back doesn't count. I am now officially seriously lyrical blipping.
it's no surprise to me
i am my own worst enemy
'cause every now and then
i kick the living shit out of me
Sometimes I wish I could just turn my brain off. Think centers off, want centers off, feeling centers off. I'd like to just be a zombie for the night.
Does anyone know where the switch is?
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August 19, 2003 / Tuesday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
i don't wanna grow up; i'm a toys 'r' us kid
there's a million toys at toys 'r' us that i can play with
from cars to planes to video games
it's the biggest toy store there is
i don't wanna grow up 'cause if i did
i wouldn't be a toys 'r' us kid
(more games, more toys, oh boy!)
i wouldn't be a toys 'r' us kid!
Two things:
1. It's grammatically incorrect! 
2. It took me forever to remember "planes", and I had to look up "cars".
I blogged it in case you were all wondering what the lyrics are too.
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October 06, 2002 / Sunday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
there's got to be a pill for forgiveness
there's got to be a trigger for happiness
So as part of my effort to actually listen to all the CDs I lug around from apartment to apartment, I popped in Machines of Loving Grace's Concentration for a spin. It played and it played while I went about my business. Then it ended and I just kept hearing the chorus of the last song in my head. 'Twas the above.
As a special bonus, a couple lines from my favorite song on the CD:
don't place faith in human beings
human beings are unreliable things
Human beings are Butterfly Wings, they say. If only we were so pretty.
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September 29, 2002 / Sunday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
ain't it funny how a melody
can bring back a memory
take you to another place and time
completely change your state of mind
Some Clint Black for y'all. A bit o' country from my high school days. On days when I get all reflective and start going through songs from the past this chorus inevitably pops into my head.
Some people have photo albums, I have my CD collection.
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September 16, 2002 / Monday
Titles And Stuff
I can't believe I was offline for most of yesterday. I feel so out of touch with the world. Where do I get my messages and sports scores from? I wanted to get football scores and completely blanked on how to do it. No computer. Sob sob.
So today I have a lot of make-up blogging to do. My brain kept spewing blog topics at me on my drive this morning. I filled up a whole page with notes. Too bad I can't read my own chickenscratch.
Anyway, I stopped at that kinda newly opened organic coffee place in Berkeley again. I swear, they are the happiest coffee stand employees I've ever seen. Maybe it had something to do with that new agey music they were playing. Had my first whole milk latte. I think I'm gonna stick with soy from now on. Got myself a bran muffin too, thinking I was going to be all healthy and stuff. It tasted like fiber (cardboard) so I slathered butter all over it when I got into work. Mmm ...
Speaking of which, I need to buy butter for my new fridge.
Okay, on to the gazillion chickenscratched notes from yesterday and today. I was going to split them up into individual linkable posts but I'm in one of those write a huge post moods. I apologize in advance to all of you out there with A.D.D.. I'll try to sectionize and paragraphize frequently. I'll even do titles and stuff.
Kinda like that. Cool?
Nod Nod
Too many people out there walk around looking unfriendly. It's that whole outta-my-way attitude. I do it when I'm in a bad mood. Hell no I won't smile for you! But you know what? I think a lot of them are just doing it because they don't want to act all friendly and risk getting dissed if the other person doesn't reciprocate. And I guess some people don't reciprocate because they have to act all hard and stuff and therefore aren't allowed to smile. And I guess some of them just plain don't know how to smile. Anyway, I was thinking about this yesterday because that kinda newly opened organic coffee place in Berkeley borders a semi-shady part of town where you start getting more people trying to be all hard and unsmiling. The type of people you don't want to smile at because you know that you're gonna get dissed. But you know what works? You nod. You nod that nod that guys do when they're feeling like they have to be a GUY because for some strange reason if a guy smiles at another guy it means he's gay. Anyway, you nod and they feel acknowledged and they nod back and it's all good. 'Sup.
Thinking (Not Quite So) Big
Think big, they say. Well, you know what I say? I say, think big, but not too big, because if you think too big then all of a sudden you realize that you and me in our society on this planet circling this solar system floating around in our galaxy expanding into the universe are completely and totally and utterly meaningless.
See, that's my problem. I start thinking about what I want to achieve in life and the next thing you know I'm thinking about world domination and then I'm thinking about what's beyond just world domination and then I realize the world ain't shit and there's no point. Boo.
If Not World Domination, Then What?
I love to write. I was all math and sciencey in high school but my english teacher pegged me for a writer despite all my anti-humanities gung-ho-ness. And you know what? He was right. I just happen to write in a style not often (or ever, for that matter) identified as great (or even good) literature. That must mean I'm not a good writer, I thought. But hey, you guys read this and you all keep coming back. Well, most of you, at least. I'm sure I've scared off a reader or two here and there. But anyway, I love this stuff. I love spewing my thoughts out into my browser window text area. I love stringing together word after word until I have one huge nearly incomprehensible sentence that most english teachers would consider a horrific compound run-on. It's fun.
Unfortunately, it won't help me take over the world. Nor will it make me a decent living, or so I believe. Being raised by fairly traditional Chinese parents means I absolutely cannot accept the fact that writing could ever earn me enough money to be comfortable in life and secure in my finances.
So, doggammit, I can't write for a living . Just because I don't believe that I can. I have this other hangup about it, you see. Writing takes a certain amount of creativity. What if I run out of it? What if I wake up one morning completely uninspired? What if I wake up like that every day? Hello, unemployment. Oh, look, there's a whole section over there for uninspired writers. No thanks.
Scrubbing The Brain
I usually sleep pretty well. I curl into a sleepball and I'm off to la-la land for the night. But the last couple nights I've just been dreaming and tossing and turning and waking, hour after every couple hours. My body's exhausted but my brain's all tense. The dreams are quite interesting, though. Not strange abstract interesting, but people interesting. Why is so and so showing up in my dreams? Why are they saying what they're saying? Why are they doing what they're doing? I think my brain is trying to organize and clean. Tells me a lot about what I'm really thinking about when I don't think I'm thinking about anything.
Beating The Alarm
Way back when I used to be on top of things and enthusiastic about what I was doing I would wake up on my own every morning before my alarm. I've started doing that again. No more of this alarm going off and not being able to even get out of bed to turn it off business. Time to get up! Time to go! Time to take over the world!
Hey Everyone, I'm Back
The old me is back. The one from high school. The one who wants to take over the world. Don't worry, it's figurative. Taking over the world is my euphemism for making something out of myself. I'm gonna do big things, man. As long as I remember not to think too big.
Hockey Update
Almost forgot, I had my 2nd Red division tryout last night. I outskated a Red player and deked everyone all the way down the ice a couple times. They damned well better let me into Red this season! Never mind that I still can't hockey stop left ...
Lyrical Blip of the Day
who is this doin this synthetic type o' alpha beta psychedelic funkin'?
Repeat. Over and over and over. Then do it again a few more times.
Learn To Freakin' Drive
Note to the dude on the freeway whose bumper I almost bumped this morning: Do not put on your brakes and decelerate to 35 miles per hour as you change 3 lanes to the left on the freeway. Stoopidhead!
Chinese Relatives Are Bad For Self Esteem
Every time I see my aunt I get scrutinized. My hair, my face, my car, my everything. 'Cause, you know, I'm supposed to model myself into a perfect individual or something.
That explains a lot, doesn't it?
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September 04, 2002 / Wednesday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
fuck skin color, everybody's blue
then what would all these bigots do?
instead of your tone, they'd hate your size
that's why I must poke out all of their eyes
Insane Clown Posse cracks me up. Their CD sounds a badass as it looks.
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August 31, 2002 / Saturday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
somebody get me out of there
i'm tearing at myself
Oh man, more lyrical angst. My brain's goin' nuts these days. Know what's nutsier? It's a Garbage song. That's two in a row with female vocalists. I usually can't stand female vocalists. Something's wrong. Wrong wrong. Eeek.
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Lyrical Blip of the Day
i'm a hazard to myself
don't let me get me
i'm my own worst enemy
No need for explanation, right? It's pretty obvious from my recent entries why I chose that blip. It's all in my head, I know.
Yeah, my god, I picked a Pink song. I think I might actually like her stuff. I think I might actually go buy her album. Whoa.
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July 31, 2002 / Wednesday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
everything falls apart
even the people who never frown
eventually break down
Some nice depressing words from the Linkin Park boys. For those of you who know your Linkin Park songs, try singing the chorus from Pushing Me Away over the chorus of P5hng Me A*Wy. It sounds waaaaay cool.
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April 30, 2002 / Tuesday
Big Long Lyrical Blip of the Day
another turning point a fork stuck in the road
time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go
so make the best of this test and don't ask why
it's not a question but a lesson I learned in time
it's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right
i hope you had the time of your life
so take the photographs and still frames in your mind
hang it on a shelf of good health and good time
tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
for what it's worth it was worth all the while
it's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right
i hope you had the time of your life
Know what that is? Perspective.
P.S. Thank you Green Day.
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April 20, 2002 / Saturday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
How long? How long must we sing this song?
How long? How lo-oo-o-oo-ong?
I thought the song had ended but I guess it's just changed. I didn't recognize it in its new form until tonight. All of a sudden I find myself halfway across the music store.
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March 26, 2002 / Tuesday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
sometimes life
moves too slow
slows to a crawl
and the poetry is lost
Lyrics from Faith No More, my all-time favorite band. I miss those guys. I miss their music. Listening to their music now is comforting, yet it saddens me at the same time because I know I'll never be able to replace them.
I guess their songs are like memories to me.
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January 25, 2002 / Friday
Lyrical Blip of the Day (For Saturday)
life is like a penis
most people don't know it
but most people suck
so they usually blow it
Wisdom from the Bloodhound Gang. Yes, they're the Discovery Channel Roof Is On Fire guys. Some quality lyrics they got there, huh?
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Lyrical Blip of the Day
I'm not a coward I've just never been tested
I'd like to think that if I was I would pass
My favorite line from Impression That I Get by The Mighty Mighty Bosstones. It was on the radio on my way into work today. The last few days I've been itching to beat someone up. I want some random person I don't know and have no reason to like to provoke me so I can kick their ass. Grrrrr ...
Yeah so anyway, the relevance is that I've never hit anyone in my life. But right now I really really want to. Come on, someone test me.
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September 17, 2001 / Monday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
So before I left for LA I was starting to think I was doing a good job of getting over the talk and the subsequent event, which, by the way, I cannot call the event anymore because there has since been a much larger event in everyone's lives and I feel I should reserve the italics for that instead.
Anyway, I was starting to think this because: 1. I've noticed that I have far fewer very angry days where I'm pissed off because of something having to do with the relationship. Because it doesn't matter anymore. There's nothing to rage about. 2. Before I met him I'd be happy for happy couples. After we broke up I'd be jealous of happy couples. Saturday I realized I'm happy for happy couples again.
But then the songs yesterday made me realize how fresh those wounds still are. They made realize how much it did mean to me. They made me realize I'm not as close to being over it as I thought.
And then on the way home the new Linkin Park song came on the radio. Someone once said to me that it was the story of their life. And as I sang along today I felt like it was talking about me too. Which brings us to ...
I kept everything inside and even though I tried it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time
I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end it doesn't even matter
But make no mistake. I am not pitying myself. I'm sad but I have to and will get over it. I may be sad but I'm feeling defiant. I want to go out there and move on and show that I don't need what I don't have anymore. Show whom? Show him? Perhaps, but for all the wrong reasons. The person I want to show that to is me.
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August 30, 2001 / Thursday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
10:19:10 PM EDT Wednesday
when somebody loves you
there's nothing you can't do
when somebody loves you
it's easy to get through
when somebody loves you
This may sound a tad silly, but I really do have that "Nothing I can't do" attitude when I know there's someone who loves me no matter what. I'm more willing to try things I might not succeed at because I know that if it doesn't turn out the way I want it to that someone who loves me will give me a hug and tell me it's okay. And in that moment it really is okay. All the other stuff doesn't matter. Not one bit.
And I'm not talking about my new "Fuck it." attitude. That's only for stuff that doesn't matter, meaning stuff that runs a risk of only temporary embarrassment. What I'm talking about here is the important stuff. The big life decisions, career moves, and what-not. Those matter, and I can't just say "Fuck it." if it goes wrong. When something important like that goes wrong the only thing that helps is someone who can make me feel that "I don't want this to ever end" feeling, because that's the only feeling that can make everything else go away.
By the way, the lyrics are from an Alan Jackson song, for those of you who aren't up-to-date on your country music.
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August 27, 2001 / Monday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
3:12:01 PM PDT
Don't place faith in human beings
Human beings are unreliable things
Which reminds me, I don't listen to Machines of Loving Grace enough.
Angry music. Words of wisdom. Good stuff.
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August 12, 2001 / Sunday
Fuck It
Life is peachy when you decide to throw your hands up the air and say, "Fuck it, I don't care." And I don't. Not like before, when I was saying it because I was pissed off and didn't want to deal. I'm saying it now because it just doesn't matter. I just wanna play, and when I'm playing that's the only thing I'm thinking about.
New priority rankings:
1. Play.
2. Find booty.
3. Play more.
4. Get more booty.
Of course, we all know that this is all a result of the talk.
No, actually, it's a result of the event.
I justify by playing. He copes by working even more than before.
If only he could have somehow said, "Fuck it" somewhere along the way we wouldn't be in this mess. But hell, it's his life, and I can't tell him how to live it. If he thinks the path to happiness is through work, then I hope he finds it.
And now ... the requisite
Lyrical Blip of the Day
whatever makes you happy whatever you wantBut fuck it, what can I do? I tried. And now I throw my hands up.
Time to play, yo.
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August 11, 2001 / Saturday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
Free me says:
i'm free
free to look out the window
free to live my story
Attached me says:
honest, i swear, the last thing i want to do
honest, i swear, the last thing i want to do
is ever cause you pain
From my favorite Morphine song. Suits me very well these days, I think. Funny how there are so many songs for relationship problems, isn't it?
I promise to stop with all this lame-O lyrical blipping as soon as I find me some booty.
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August 08, 2001 / Wednesday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
Hey pretty ... don't you wanna take a ride with me
Through my world
Hey pretty ... don't you wanna kick and slide
Through my world
That song makes me want to go out and get me a 2-door BMW coupe (yeah I know it's redundant but it's in the song), a super hottie guy, and go for a looooong drive to someplace secluded. And then the real ride begins.
Are you a super hottie guy owner of a 2-door BMW coupe?
Wanna let me drive?
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August 06, 2001 / Monday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
everybody hurts
everybody cries
everybody hurts
sometimes
I can't stand this song.
I can't help but hum along.
What ever shall I do?
I'll type it out.
And now you pout.
'Cause it's stuck in your head too!
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August 03, 2001 / Friday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
Dave Matthews speaks to the attached me...
the space between
what's wrong and right
is where you'll find me hiding waiting for you
the space between
your heart and mine
is a space we'll fill with time
Boo hoo. 
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July 26, 2001 / Thursday
Lyrical Blip of the Day
Ted has his Foo Fighter lyrics, I have mine:
I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
