exhaustion creeps over me after an asounding day at the Purg. 26-42 new inches last night. More snow than Purg knows what to do with, that brings up the base to 96 inches of the official 26 that the resort claims. shovel shovel shovel all day long. Dumb ass Gapers asking "is there any groomed terrain here?" heh, as if they could even move that much snow. Actually, we were lucky to even get the mountain open today because we could only shovel so much snow. ugh. the runs were great, face shots everywhere. word. snow. tired. sleep. zzz.

Ralph Nader as an independent candidate. Holds apeal and he has some good thoughts on how this country should be run. But there is a problem to his bid for the presidency. Many people believe that he split the Democratic vote just enough to cause Gore to lose the electoral vote to Bush. Now as the 2004 election heats up with Senator Kerry seemingly in the lead with the possibility of gaining the Democratic Nomination for his bid to the presidency, Ralph Nader steps in as an Independent (as no organized third party will accept him). The problem posed now is that he holds once again the possibility of spliting the Democratic vote when it is imperative to get Bush out of office. Senotor Kerry may not ge the best candidate for the Presidency, but he is far preferable to Bush. While I respect Nader I firmly believe if he wanted to truly make a differance he would work within the Democratic Party to clean it up, rather than insure the presidency to some Republican hack. To pull from the Denver Post here is a site of someone who voted for Nader in the last election. http://www.RepentantNaderVoter.com . I am uncertain if he can split the Democratic vote, so let me pose this question, Do you even want to risk 4 more years of Bush? I certainly dont, but thats just me.

I am now the King of Sweden, bow before me all. Keegan is now my property as is Ryan and Alex (although they dont know this yet). My claim to the throne is indicative of a certain odd set of events that I will not disclose now, as my corronation is not yet complete. All hail his majesty the King of Sweden, JOE!

Tokyo
Bob Schneider



I went where all the girls are beautiful
Golden hair and radiant smiles
And cocaine high oblivion to pain
It made me feel so damn inadequate
And insane for the feel good feeling
High inside their helium trancemade vapor
Feeling grim and grimy
Oh Tokyo’s not far enough away
To where I wanna be today
But lonely ain't a word with me
Absurd you see in crowded rooms
That's where it hits me
Splits me right in half and out spills the emptiness
And no one wants to talk with someone
Cut in two and blue acting werewolf crazy
And hairdooed and out of control
Would you like some company
No thanks I’ve had my fill today


Oh Tokyo’s not far enough away
Oh Tokyo’s not far enough away


I wanna ride this party off into the sunset I
T's a mystery to me to see this girl over here
With the beer and the queer and the look
So debonair and she don't care
About this looking so good feeling so fine
Motherfucker that I be cold chilling in the place
Taste yes I’ve got it plenty any more and I’d be Dinty Moore
And dental damns and Irish ham and rocket jam


Oh Tokyo’s not far enough away
Oh Tokyo’s not far enough away


I don’t my fake fur feather boa lust like Noah
Tiger skin fucking mackin the clones ain't got no style
Wait a while and you can turn on the dial
And see my face with cuties gettin so much booty I
T's my duty to rock this fucker like Stan Getz
Get your paws off my cigarettes
I smoke Sherman you German looking vermin
You're squirmin now


Oh Tokyo’s not far enough away
Oh Tokyo’s not far enough away
Oh Tokyo’s not far enough away


Just thought I'd put that up, good song...

It's funny how peoples interpretations of a dead text can so influence our thoughts and actions. I am sick of the religious people of the world who believe all should hold their beliefs or die is entirely biased thought. Anyway, that is unrelevant.

Busy ass PresDay weekend, all the New Mexicans, Arizonans and Texans are flocking to the Purg, and that makes by extension Durango REALLY suck ass right now. On a positive note, I am going to finnaly get a chance to do some figure drawing again, now that I have found a place that I can do it. So calming and relaxing, and also good practice for the book I am working on with Jody. I look forward to finnaly pulling the sketch books out again and do something. ah, but I am gushing, and that is enough for now, ciao....

Hmmm, added a comments section to my blog from the good folks at HaloScan.com.

Also, I had a great time on the slopes Tuesday. I went with my friend Dave (the musician). Freshy Pow, trees and missing toe straps really signalled that day. It was fun and the weather was spectacular. I also managed to obtain most of Dave's works on CD, so now I have a pretty comprehensive collection of the best musician in Durango (my opinion of course). With that I think I am finished for now, not much else has happened, other than more poem writing, which will come later.

Well look at me in my flurry of blogging of late. I went out tonight, and had a good time. Actually, what was supposed to happen and what actually happened was entirely differant. But hey, whos complaining. Instead of hangng out with Keegan and Jody as was the plan they BOTH pussed out on me for the second night in a row. Jesus H Christ, and I thought I was antisocial.

Anyway, I ran into my friend Id and found out he was playing down at the Abbey theatre, so I decided to go down and listen to his band Prima Facia. Good tunes. A suprising note to those who know Id, he is now sober and tonight was his first sober show. They rocked the house despite the technical difficulties and the punk ass kids who were shouting things at the stage. Anyway, when their set was done we went outside and smoked some celabratory cigars at having a good gig at THE place to play in Durango.

So with me not knowing the time I decided it was time to go home, as the next band up was a metal band and that just didnt float for me tonight. So here I am, cigar in hand and realizing that it is only 11 pm. Damn...Oh well. I had a good time and if I'm lucky there will be mad freshies of snow in the morning.

Peace out all.....JLA

I do believe that I like that one better.

Anguish for the Sun


Misery is mine, not for the taking
Sadness is strengthened by my love for it
For the hope in my heart is now going
My anguished cry leaps like a bullet
All for me to wallow in my despair
The cursed thought of my anger and sadness
While loneliness is my companion fair
Forever in my thoughts is ugliness
But lo, the sun doth rise gladly for me
It covers the earth in a thankless job
Warming my face, and shining happily
For its purpose now complete, my heart throbs
Beating in time for the strength of the sun
My anguished cry gone and the suns warmth won

Its Friday night, do you know where your mind has gone? I do, somehting about Colorado Friday nights makes me want to stay home, or is it that I am just tired of Durango. Hmmm, perhaps it is both, or perhaps I am just a loser, either way I am sitting bored at home, oh well, the bars can wait for my presence to another night. Mayhaps tomorrow. Ugh. Perhaps I am in need of some contrite way of dealing with my boredom like philosophising or poetising (with a word like that I dont believe I am allowed into the litterati) or perhaps I should just begin drawing again, or go to bed, anything to keep my mind creativelly occupied and not mind rotting in front of the television.

in retrospect, that poem kinda sucks, man im a horrible poet

The Ache of a Rose
Promises not so easily broken
How is it that I could be so naive?
Blinded to the forays you had with him
My heart feels as though its upon my sleeve
Broken and lost for you, how can I live
My heart pounding 'til bursting, 'twas for you
All that I was I would happily give
So that we had never had been split in two
Sometimes it can hurt so badly, but I...
I wonder is it really all that bad?
To always question myself and ask why
Like the poetic thoughts of an Arab
Dreaming about the way that things have been
Knowing that nothing can beat what I've seen.