  So what a day it's been. I woke up this morning with a killer charley horse in my leg, and man I have been walking around like a gimp for at least a week now since I also broke three toes. Eventually I made it out of bed, because while laying there bordering between sleep and conciousness I thought, "Fuck. I want a steak. " So off I went to Texas Roadhouse. So I get there and there's people packed tight in the waiting area, so I go "Oh no..
This is ridiculous. " Turns out it was a party of thirty six! So I got seated right away and proceeded to get the biggest steak on the menu. It was damn good. The baked potato was disgusting because they poured sour cream on it. That thing had about 5 inches of sour cream on it.
That's about how my day went. Am I the only one who is completely fed up with William Hung? I mean come on. The guy can't sing, he can't dance, and his novelty sure as hell has worn off by now. Yes, don't get me wrong, but the first 500 times he sang She Bangs, I chuckled. Now it's just getting ridiculous.
I am growing more and more weary of the leadership of this country. I read an article today about a possible reinstating of the draft today and I just can not believe that they would do that. It would be political suicide and it's not worth sending cannon fodder to an obvious lost cause like Iraq. If I was ever called, I would go, but I would always have a grudge. We have already lost this war. It's exactly like Vietnam.
We are winning the battles on the ground, but we're losing them strategically. When we launched the Tet offensive in Vietnam, we thought we had wiped out the Viet Cong. Which we did for the most part. We absolutely destroyed them militarily, but it was a huge propaganda victory for the Viet Cong. These people are more than extremists. To kill one American is a small victory for them, and all we are doing is giving them more opportunities.
Let Iraqi's handle Iraqi problems. I think we did right in getting Saddam, but did I wake up in fear of Saddam everyday? Fuck no. I didn't give him a second thought. What he did to the Kurds sucked and all, but he didn't affect my life in the least. I am registering to vote this year, and I don't even know who I will vote for.
I am losing faith in both candidates so who knows? But I know if I don't vote, then I have no right to bitch. So I am going to vote, so I can at least say "Yeah, well at least I voted. " So last night, I saw Fleetwood Mac. What a great night. I've always dug them somewhat, but last night put me over the top.
One of the only downsides was some drunk guy behind me tapped me on the back and was like "Yo man, sit down. It's better on the monitor dude. " So I said, I paid 100 bucks for my ticket and I have the right to stand up if I can't see. If you can't see then stand up. It's not my fault your wife is too short. This lady in front of us had the most annoying ear rings I have ever seen.
They looked like raver ear rings with blinking lights. Not to mention, that our section was fucking Grand Central Station. Every two seconds someone went to get beer, or something. I was like fucking sit down and watch the show. If you want to drink beer, then do it at home. It's much cheaper and more fun that way.
The only major dowside was that my mom was not there to see it. When they played Landslide I thought about her and her memory. She always loved Stevie Nicks, and not to sound like a sap, but when she first came on, I got a little choked up when I saw her because it reminded me of mom and mom's love for her. I could of done without the last song though. Not that it was a bad song, but it was a sad song. They had a motif in the song about togetherness and the line went "Someday we will be together again".
As long as we're on the subject, when I get some money, I was going to get some guy to make the poem Ascension into a plaque type thing so I can have a copy to hang on my wall with my mom's picture. Ascension, has got to be one of the best poems I have ever read. Read and decide for yourself: And if I go while you're still here, Know that I live on, vibrating to a different measure. Behind a thin veil, you cannot see through. You will not see me, so you must have faith. I wait for the time, when we can soar together again both aware of each other.
Until then live your life to the fullest, And when you need me... Just whisper my name in your heart, and I will be there. That poem was by Colleen Corah Hitchcock. What a first post this was. I think I am going to end now. But leave me comments. Music Currently Playing: Head Club by Taking Back Sunday 
