Dramamine - Modest Mouse

I saw this freegin awesome video tonight that some dude made to "Dramamine" by Modest Mouse. I just think this is incredible...

Leave Her In Me

So, for the first time in a while I've recorded a new song. You can get a copy of it here on Last.fm. Click on the "Free.mp3" button to download your own copy.

The lyrics are:

Leave Her In Me

If I were the dark I would be a thick fog
And leave the color green where I have been
If I were a man I would be that kind of man
You know there used to be but ain't no more
If this were the day you would laugh and turn away
I'd turn my face to see where you have gone

Cause it ain't no more
Leave her in me
Cause it ain't no more
Leave her where she lay

If I were a dream in a twisted moon beam
I'd kiss your face and fade throughout the day
If I were a word I would be the last word
As you turned your angry face to walk away
If I were the dusk I would be a big sky
The kind where nothing matters anyway


Cause it ain't no more
Leave her in me
Cause it ain't no more
Leave her where she lay

In a month as long as any
Where the sun don't ever set
I will look upon your ashes gone decay
And the breath I never take
Comes into you as you wake
May it lead you to the point of walk away

Cause it ain't no more
Leave her in me
Cause it ain't no more
Leave her where she lay

Cause it ain't no more
Leave her in me
Cause it ain't no more
Leave her where she lay

Generation Chickenhawk

Max Blumenthal is a new fav of mine in the blogosphere. This post is great - Generation Chickenhawk: the Unauthorized College Republican Convention Tour. One of the great things he does is ask college republicans if they support the war. Predictably, they go on and on about how important this fight is and the good things america is doing.

He then asks why they aren't currently in the military.

Which is exactly how I've always felt. These kids' parents vote for republicans. And kids from families like mine join the military. Two very different worlds.

Trout Lake Creek

This was another camping weekend. Last Saturday we went to Trout Lake Creek campground in Gifford Pinchot National Park. This campsite is by Mt Adams near the (very) small town of Trout Creek. The campspot was great because we were right next to the creek, which is where Dirk & the kids played on the first day.



Jen, Kristin and I just kind of chilled on the shore.





The next day we went up to Mosquito Lake to do some canoing with Dirk, Kristen & their kids Kai & Keagon. Their kids are too cute and while I don't have any pictures I can tell you that Jen & I are thinking about buying a canoe now. :)

Bummer

On probably the hottest day of the year in Portland, when temperatures went well over 100 degrees, my air conditioner broke.

Even though I didn't have air conditioning for the first twenty-eight years of my life, this was quite a malady. Today the repair guy is coming over to fix either the fan motor or the capacitator. What's a capacitator? I don't know. That's why the guy is coming over.

Wish me luck and a low, low repair bill.

I'm on Last.FM

So now I'm all set up on Last.fm, which I think I will make my new way of distributing music. My official page is at http://www.last.fm/music/Spoken+In+Sanskrit.
If you want to listen to the music though, you'll need to go under "Albums" and select "No Album". Or just click here.

Even if you already have one of my songs I'd appreciate it if you could download it from Last.fm so that I can get a feel for how useful this is.

So far I've uploaded Accident and Low, which were already available here on the blog. I've also added "Metal and Glass" and "Windy, Windy"

Lyrics:

Metal and Glass
It is taken a while but now I can see
This world wasn't made for someone like me
They're metal and glass and they're fighting to see
Boxes of metal and glass are coming for me

They have too much support for me to compete
Cause my low-cut shoes can't carry me far enough
Away

I need metal and glass
If I'm ever gonna get away
I'll have to pass them all
Just to walk along two good feet

They're metal and glass and they're fighting to see
Boxes of metal and glass are coming for me

I need metal and glass
If I'm ever gonna get away
I'll have to pass them all
Just to walk along two good feet

Windy, Windy
It's curled around her fragile wrist
But she don't owe me anything
She left off in a chaos
No time left to explain

Don't you know I love these windy days
The chaos feels comfortable
That woman she blew over
The prairies of my soul

And windy, windy was the night
And windy, windy bit my nose
And windy, windy was the day we met
So long ago

Maybe I brought all my troubles to you
But don't think you were a dream
You had faults that I could live with
And a nature I could love

Don't you know I love these windy days
The chaos feels comfortable
That woman she blew over
The prairies of my soul

And windy, windy was the night
And windy, windy bit my nose
And windy, windy was the day we met
So long ago

Cause if you're ever feeling down
I'll be there with you
Cause if you're ever feeling down
You know that I will be there too.

Study Reveals Why We Learn From Mistakes

I think this is really interesting. This also jives with my perception that we live our lives more directly influenced by what things we *don't* want to do than those things we *should* do. Click the link below to read the article.

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