it's been awhile.
rum.
it's what i do.
the closest thing to an illegal drug that's legal.
i figure because it's from the Caribbean like weed is...
but that's a tangent.
i haven't posted in a long time to this place.
facebook is owning.
nobody reads this.
and i just wanna be read and paid attention to.
really. that's what it comes down to.
i realized this today.
i stopped posting (and writing) here because nobody would read what i said.
then again, who ever reads anything these days.
i do. i'm addicted to facebook updates.
i check that shit probably about 15 times a day to see what new bullshit people post to it.
however.
i'm going to boston in under two weeks.
because of a facebook update.
so yea, it still changes lives, even when i discredit it.
i saw tash posted something about getting a queen size bed for her guest bedroom. instinct pushed me to aa.com, and then about half an hour later, i was booked for a flight on june 23rd to go to boston for about a week....
so i will not knock facebook for owning my life... i bow to it. it is actively shaping my life.
tomorrow night, i will be at a new venue that i would never have known about had it not been for the combination of facebook and real life experience of seeing my dad play at S-Bar a few weeks ago during the fair....
and now, this new venue, New Vintage Music Hall, is my prototype for what i perceive as my vision of the future of Breakthrough Billiards/Entertainment Hall... I'm aiming to learn a lot about the potential of things from this place.
I've found my place in this frequency.
This is my passion, found.
It's what i've been looking for. Set up for me to let me experiment and see if my dreams are actually possible.
I'm very hopeful for my future. I was beginning to be complacent in what I've been used to, but this new place has really opened a new place in my mind about the potential of this area in which i live.. and i am sincerely looking forward to making this New Vintage Music Hall a success, if nothing else, as a claim to the potential of the South Florida Local Music Scene.
Summer is just beginning, and there is so much potential out there for where to put my valuable attention.
In less than 2 weeks, I will be in Boston for a week, partying it up with Natasha. My life knows no bounds it might seem. I seem something I want and I seize it. For tomorrow, I told me dad I want the day off. I plan to do nothing but either lay by the pool or go to the beach. I understand the value in this lifestyle that I live. And that's why I can't help but value my friends at that such value. They must earn me. And in general, they do. My life wouldn't be the same without them. They are great.
I miss certain things about my past lives. But I can't help but be amazed by the life, chances, opportunities, happiness, goodness, gloriousness, etc. that I've been handed. Going off of what I've read, my past incarnation must have been an amazing person, and the only advice I can give to you is to hop on the train to greatness and learn everything you possibly can from me before we reach the next pit-stop.
One thing I love about this medium is that nobody reads it. I have nearly 400 facebook friends, and once I post this, I will make it a 'note' in facebook and at the MOST 2 people will see it or read it or comment on it.... there used to be days when livejournal was the go-to blog/life update that people would read to catch up with their friends... ( it's still the first tab/bookmark i have on google chrome / firefox....
i started this night as one of 'jacksonville memories'... it's only fitting that i end up on LJ... the place that AM inspired me to join... and go figure, i'm one of the last remaining members.... for all the others that were once 'addicted' to this... i'm still here. i've always needed a place to express myself... and yet i still need someone, anyone, to see this.
this IS a cry for attention, but then again, what nowadays isn't a cry for attention... facebook is nothing but a (person who need's attention)'s... oh yea, narcissist's place of refuge...
i just need to get things out sometimes, and this is the only place that lets me type enough words.... i remember in college when i used to write on this for hours... HOURS... of my life, just dedicated to my mind's ramblings and thoughts, that nobody ever cared about then, and to this day, there are many thoughts that i have expressed that NOBODY in this world cares to hear.
there's also 5-word statuses on facebook that nobody even cares to notice these days...
so who cares.
i place way too much importance on the internet media's.... i should call and text people more often. but it's soooo much easier to facebook things.... and, in my opinion, it's so much easier for them to facebook me on things....
tonight, through posts, comments, walls, messages, etc., i ended up deciding to book a flight to boston in less than 2 weeks.... therefore, i can never talk down to the life-experience changing potential that facebook holds.....
then again, the same kinda change could have happened if i got a call or text or e-mail on the subject, but i cannot discount the impetus of what caused the interaction.
anyways, tomorrow night, amazingness will happen. another show at what i'm adopting as my own venue is going to happen... i cannot wait to see what happens from the vision of these social artists, and to see what my input can have on raising the bar and the performance quality of this place.... good things to come.
stay tuned.
it's what i do.
the closest thing to an illegal drug that's legal.
i figure because it's from the Caribbean like weed is...
but that's a tangent.
i haven't posted in a long time to this place.
facebook is owning.
nobody reads this.
and i just wanna be read and paid attention to.
really. that's what it comes down to.
i realized this today.
i stopped posting (and writing) here because nobody would read what i said.
then again, who ever reads anything these days.
i do. i'm addicted to facebook updates.
i check that shit probably about 15 times a day to see what new bullshit people post to it.
however.
i'm going to boston in under two weeks.
because of a facebook update.
so yea, it still changes lives, even when i discredit it.
i saw tash posted something about getting a queen size bed for her guest bedroom. instinct pushed me to aa.com, and then about half an hour later, i was booked for a flight on june 23rd to go to boston for about a week....
so i will not knock facebook for owning my life... i bow to it. it is actively shaping my life.
tomorrow night, i will be at a new venue that i would never have known about had it not been for the combination of facebook and real life experience of seeing my dad play at S-Bar a few weeks ago during the fair....
and now, this new venue, New Vintage Music Hall, is my prototype for what i perceive as my vision of the future of Breakthrough Billiards/Entertainment Hall... I'm aiming to learn a lot about the potential of things from this place.
I've found my place in this frequency.
This is my passion, found.
It's what i've been looking for. Set up for me to let me experiment and see if my dreams are actually possible.
I'm very hopeful for my future. I was beginning to be complacent in what I've been used to, but this new place has really opened a new place in my mind about the potential of this area in which i live.. and i am sincerely looking forward to making this New Vintage Music Hall a success, if nothing else, as a claim to the potential of the South Florida Local Music Scene.
Summer is just beginning, and there is so much potential out there for where to put my valuable attention.
In less than 2 weeks, I will be in Boston for a week, partying it up with Natasha. My life knows no bounds it might seem. I seem something I want and I seize it. For tomorrow, I told me dad I want the day off. I plan to do nothing but either lay by the pool or go to the beach. I understand the value in this lifestyle that I live. And that's why I can't help but value my friends at that such value. They must earn me. And in general, they do. My life wouldn't be the same without them. They are great.
I miss certain things about my past lives. But I can't help but be amazed by the life, chances, opportunities, happiness, goodness, gloriousness, etc. that I've been handed. Going off of what I've read, my past incarnation must have been an amazing person, and the only advice I can give to you is to hop on the train to greatness and learn everything you possibly can from me before we reach the next pit-stop.
One thing I love about this medium is that nobody reads it. I have nearly 400 facebook friends, and once I post this, I will make it a 'note' in facebook and at the MOST 2 people will see it or read it or comment on it.... there used to be days when livejournal was the go-to blog/life update that people would read to catch up with their friends... ( it's still the first tab/bookmark i have on google chrome / firefox....
i started this night as one of 'jacksonville memories'... it's only fitting that i end up on LJ... the place that AM inspired me to join... and go figure, i'm one of the last remaining members.... for all the others that were once 'addicted' to this... i'm still here. i've always needed a place to express myself... and yet i still need someone, anyone, to see this.
this IS a cry for attention, but then again, what nowadays isn't a cry for attention... facebook is nothing but a (person who need's attention)'s... oh yea, narcissist's place of refuge...
i just need to get things out sometimes, and this is the only place that lets me type enough words.... i remember in college when i used to write on this for hours... HOURS... of my life, just dedicated to my mind's ramblings and thoughts, that nobody ever cared about then, and to this day, there are many thoughts that i have expressed that NOBODY in this world cares to hear.
there's also 5-word statuses on facebook that nobody even cares to notice these days...
so who cares.
i place way too much importance on the internet media's.... i should call and text people more often. but it's soooo much easier to facebook things.... and, in my opinion, it's so much easier for them to facebook me on things....
tonight, through posts, comments, walls, messages, etc., i ended up deciding to book a flight to boston in less than 2 weeks.... therefore, i can never talk down to the life-experience changing potential that facebook holds.....
then again, the same kinda change could have happened if i got a call or text or e-mail on the subject, but i cannot discount the impetus of what caused the interaction.
anyways, tomorrow night, amazingness will happen. another show at what i'm adopting as my own venue is going to happen... i cannot wait to see what happens from the vision of these social artists, and to see what my input can have on raising the bar and the performance quality of this place.... good things to come.
stay tuned.