Don't Think Twice, It's Alright

....soak it in.

It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe

It don’t matter, anyhow

An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe

If you don’t know by now

When your rooster crows at the break of dawn

Look out your window and I’ll be gone

You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on

Don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe

That light I never knowed

An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe

I’m on the dark side of the road

Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say

To try and make me change my mind and stay

We never did too much talkin’ anyway

So don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal

Like you never did before

It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal

I can’t hear you anymore

I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road

I once loved a woman, a child I’m told

I give her my heart but she wanted my soul

But don’t think twice, it’s all right

I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe

Where I’m bound, I can’t tell

But goodbye’s too good a word, gal

So I’ll just say fare thee well

I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind

You could have done better but I don’t mind

You just kinda wasted my precious time

But don’t think twice, it’s all right

Normal Wednesdays

Howdy Howdy. This week has been a fantastic one. My best friend from High School came down from Prague Monday night and we've taken ourselves a little vacation. One that has been extended and slightly congested (thanks to my bronchitis.)

But, I suppose sickness will catch us all at some point or another, and we'll just have to continue on and make the best of it. Im trying very hard to do that! I don't really have any enlightening words of wisdom or divine inspiration to write about today. Today is mostly a....normal day. I have a physics test Friday that I'm really nervous about. I'm actually typing this post from Physics class right now. My subconscious tells me I'm paying attention. But I know I'm really not. Maybe if I listened I wouldn't be so nervous. Aahhggh.

Well, physics aside, here is a video that my friend and I made yesterday at the shooting range. It was great. enjoy.

Kyle.

Give up 2.0

Well, I think I'm going to sleep now. It was a good run, admittedly. But I lack the enthusiasm that the chase continues to require. Peace and blessings yall. Peace, and blessings.

Goodnight,

Kyle

blog-splanations.

For me...

The absence of perfection is where beauty has the chance to emerge.

in. all. things.

life.love.people.women.the economy.

all things.

I'd have never started a blog, last year, if I didn't need somewhere to vent my imperfections. Music used to be my medium. Since the time I was a little, little, kid. Music was it. Sitting here now, not having a single guitar in my car or apartment, I would disappoint more than one of my old friends. I'd disappoint quite a few, really. But I've got this thing......where I totally don't care. And I never have really. Not at all a rebellious, hair to the wind "ughh omg i jus dont kaur" type of thing. (I have a sister who'd say it exactly like that, scream it really.)

I legitimately don't care about a lot of things. And other's people weirdness's.....definitely fit into that category. I've always been that way. Since birth. It used to make mom reeeeaaalll mad. She hated that I could brush 1000 problems off of my sleeve and smile and not care. (Smiles with a hint of deviance, mind you) always, with deviance. Arguably a bad habit. Very Very Arguably.

If I decided that I was going to end my sparatic talk, I'd end my blog. I end my twitter, and facebook along with it. Facebook may end completely before long anyhow. That's another sparatic story. Much. Another.

You see, this space. this web address. This place. is one of the only I have right now to call solely mine. At the end of the day, if I have lost control in all other places, I have this one. That is just....mine. And I can put whatever I want here. And if I;m the only one who reads it....as is the majority case....I'm happy all the same. A girl i liked a lllloooooooottt told me that same thing about her blog once. I didn't understand it then. I thought the key was to get as many hits as possible. I thought the key was to entertain. I tried so hard for so long to entertain. Woke up one day and found out that I was really only entertaining myself. Definitely was entertaining though. for the record (as if one were being kept) she no longer blogs. Her blog, in its existence shown perfection and delicacy that I had never seen anywhere else in my life. Her everything blew my every mind, and I was cap-cap-captivated. I fell so hard for the light she brought to a room. I found out, that the higher you climb up the fantasy pole, the longer the fall to the reality ground.

.........and i no longer entertain.

It's the good things, that keep my world from falling apart. Like the Ray song I posted earlier. Things that unwind me and keep me bound together all the same....will find their way to my blog. I put my "good" here. My deep, down, loved-that, felt-that, decided-to-stay-alive another-day-because-of-that, stuff.

Music. Good food. Faith in portions. And people.

they'll all find their way here.

-Kyle

good for the heart

This just totally fed my soul. I think it's how I'll spend the next 48. Stay warm. stay young. stay foolish.

The fact that she sings every other tuesday night at the coffee shop down the street doesn't exactly upset me. In fact...im kind of glad for it. The fact that she wrote that song, well...I can't really tell you how that makes me feel. Even though her brown eyes trip every tool's switch, I'd like to think they only glaze when she looks at me. Id like to think....that she only looks my way?

But as life would have it, she looks many ways. She's alert, if anything. And she sings to more than just the coffee shop down the road. She's a traveling beauty with a nowhere road. She's where my subconscious takes me from midnight to 5am. If a dream's the only way I'll ever call her mine....so be it. She's mine in the dream. Roses in my hand Roses in my hand. I guess tonight, i'll fall asleep with a box addressed to your street, roses...in.my.hand.

I went to HS with this lady. Proud to know her. The thoughts above reflect what I felt while listening to her sing this song. Enjoy.

Look up! and schmile.

If we all sought knowledge there'd be a CURE for cancer.
If we all listened as much as we speak, there'd be no national debt.

I've come to a point in my life at which I've realized there's no better substitute for plain and simple joy. You most likely have a bed. On that bed there are most likely two sides. A right and a left. You can wake up on the right. You can wake up on the left. You can wake up smack dab in the middle with your legs flailed and one ass cheek hanging out. That's usually how i end up.

: / But I like it in the middle. And I believe the middle gives us all a fresh start. If you woke up this morning and were unhappy with life in general.....or a particular aspect of life, you decided that. Unhappiness (or happiness) is a choice in the same way, that underwear color is a choice.

One of my all time favorite movies is Office Space. In office space, the main character works a dull, tiresome, and monotonous job. He has a boss he hates (loathes really). and can't seem to keep a woman interested long enough to call her his permanent girlfriend. One day he wakes up and decides that things have to change. And with that decision made.....things begun to change in a grand way. I love the movie, because it's a plot that entails going back to the drawing board on an unhappy life. And deciding that things are going to be different from now on.

Here' s a clip from Office Space. enjoy. and.....if you don't like your day, go back to the drawing board, and change everything.

LOVE YOUR LIFE OR NO ONE ELSE WILL!!

Let it Be

For the love of the simple: and printed word.

Days like today seem to leave lots of room for open thought. Room upstair for spontaneous trains to run their course. It's been said that cave-people grew more intellectual as a result of days like today. The slow invention of stone tools made the day's work lighter, and there became a gap between work's-end and sleep. Fire's were built and the family's would gather around them and sit. and think.

In my life, every once in a while, I am reminded of how beautifully simple the world is. If you listen to media, television news crews, and minute by minute reports.....you'll soon realize how easy it is to lose sight of the day's simplicity. Reverting back to self, and sitting in front of the fire while long tones seep from the stereo I am so filled. I become so full. of life's simple, simple, joys.

I feel like Facebook has changed our whole world. I honestly don't think we'll ever see a pre-facebook world ever again. Not saying the newest thing wont come along and captivate the souls of the masses. It will. But we'll never see a world without minute by minute updates. Sometimes I wish technology would just implode on itself. All of it. Gone in an instant. I'd have to go to class again. Sit in a desk again. Count minutes on the clock again. As much as i hated it pre-2004, sometimes you don't know a good thing till it's gone. (a proverb that has been driven home one too many times in my life) (and has resulted in a life lived with hopes of never missing the GOOD.)

In 2004 I was a freshman in high school. I was Mr. The Man. All of my "buddies" were Seniors, and I played the guitar like freddy fender. They thought i was cool...so they showed me facebook. It wasn't long before 4 or 5 of us were on it, checking eachother's profiles. It was just a Myspace knock off back then. And I was tired of Xanga. *sigh*

Then, things never went down hill. Always more and more net time.

I don't follow many blogs. Just 2 or 3. But they are a great 2 or 3 to follow. the key to your personal satisfaction in entering the blog world seems to be all about who you surround yourself with. I've been lucky enough to surround myself with a few who've had a great impact on my thoughts. I've found others who also, seek beauty in the small things. Seek love in the simple.

The following link will lead you to a page of my most favorite photography. Things that are ornate, danty, vast, and simple.

Photos-graphy-simply-wonderful

I'd love to post the pictures straight to here, but I love them all! and that would take days.

enjoy yourself in this snowy non-sense. and stay simple.

; )

Top 10 tips for Snow Safety!

The snow is coming down in sheets. I haven't seen it snow like this in a few years, most definitely.
As you cling to your space heaters, remember these few tips to keep you safe and warm!

1) Make sure all flashlights and candles are in close proximity. Losing the rum in the dark would help no one.

2) Make sure you have plenty of blankets, you'll need to use them as a shaw when using the throne.

3) Make sure you've made a trip to Walmart. no reason really. It's just what everyone else seems to be doing.

4) Charge your phones, laptops, and iPods. Losing these essential devices could result in severe social detox. -Symptoms such as talking to people in person, walking to the store, and writing tweets on your actual walls are the first signs of social detox. Contact physician immediately.

5) Let in the dog, and put out the cat.

6) Don't consume all rum in one sitting. Make sure you practice equal distribution. If power goes out, there's no telling how long you'll have to be sober.

7) Building a small fire in any room of the house is usually never a good idea. So dont.

8) watch for signs of Cabin Fever. Things such as excessive bathing, severe staring, bonding, pacing your kitchen, and accumulating wet clothes in your entry-way can be thought signs of this terrible sickness. Rum will usually clear these symptoms within a few hours, but if problems persist, simply go outside.

9) Make sure all firearms are unloaded.

10) Avoid walking under ladders.

That should do it! 10 tips for blizzard survival. You all have fun and be courteous!

Kyle

Spirit of A Storm - Kenny Chesney

There’s a spirit of a storm in my soul
A restlessness that I can’t seem to tame
Thunder and lightning follow everywhere I go
There’s a spirit of a storm in my soul.

There’s a hurricane that’s raging through my blood
I can’t find a way to calm the sea
Maybe I’ll find someday the waters aren’t so rushed
Right now they’ve got the best of me
And oh, it’s been a long, long time
Since I had real peace of mind
So I’m just going to sit right here
In this old chair till this storm rolls by.

Oh, maybe it’s just the way I am
Maybe I won’t ever change
So I’m just going to sit right here
In this old chair and just soak up the rain.

There’s a spirit of a storm in my soul
Every time I think it’s gone away
Dark clouds gather, that old wind begins to blow
The sun’s going to shine someday I hope
There’s a spirit of a storm in my soul, in my soul.