Thursday, April 19, 2007

A Tasty Brew Indeed

I’m pretty sure that Henry Weinhard makes the best Rootbeer available. I have tried many varieties…IBC, A&W, Virgil’s, Barq’s, Stewarts, Shasta, Mug, generics of all kinds, and none of them can do it like a cold Weinhard’s can do it. I’ll pay the premium price because I know the difference. I challenge anyone to find a tastier Rootbeer. You give me the recommendation and I’ll give it a shot. No bias. Deal?

Oh and this guy agrees with me. I did a random Google search and found this at the top of the list. I don’t know who he is but the fact that he obviously has no life gives my independently made statement mucho credibility.

Monday, April 16, 2007

My Soundtrack

I told you about the books Twilight and New Moon.
I rambled about how I feel bad for not buying them…but not really.
I told you about the new poems I wrote Only You and Down By the Shore...maybe you checked them out.

I did say I’d provide a play list/soundtrack for you about the books. I have mixed feelings about posting this. Maybe if you are having doubts about picking up the books you’ll know some of these songs and be like, ‘Yo, this soundtrack is legit! The books have to good.’ But I know you’re gonna look at the 1st song and be like, ‘Dude, Caleb has lost it. Spice Girls? This book must be lame.’

Here is how it happened. When I was reading, I thought of some of these songs; they'd just pop into my head. Sometimes when I was driving around listening to my iPod a song would remind me of the book. I say don’t knock it ‘til you listen. These are all good songs outside of the soundtrack. I made it extra easy for you. Click on the title and the lyrics of the songs pop up. they are what did it for me.

Viva Forever – Spice Girls
I Get Weak – Belinda Carlyle
Lovesong – The Cure
The Secret’s in the Telling – Dashboard Confessional
Kiss Me – The Cardigans
Carve Your Heart – Dashboard Confessional
Stolen (Live) – Dashboard Confessional
I Just Can’t Stop Loving You – Michael Jackson
Yellow (Live Piano Solo) – Coldplay
Romeo and Juliet – Dire Straits
In Too Deep – Phil Collins
It Ends Tonight – All-American Rejects
Against All Odds – Phil Collins
My Happy Ending (Acoustic) – Avril Lavigne
Ghost of a Good Thing – Dashboard Confessional
My Immortal – Evanescence
Breakdown – Tom Petty
Currents – Dashboard Confessional

I would have added Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol if I made the soundtrack today as a 6b or 18b.

Friday, April 13, 2007


I just Googled my name to see what came up. Here was an article I found that brought back some memories. I should write a poem about this! Actually I think I did. I'll go look for it.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Memories...water colored...blah blah!

So was thinking a little about memories. I had a received a comment that said “I'm not saying quit your day job really should trade in on your natural born poetic talent.” I was flattered that someone noticed first of all but then the reality and somewhat sobering thought came to my mind. I replied to with the following, “Thanks but I’d trade the talent for not having anything to write about.”

Sounds terrible I know, but if you look at all of the poems I write most of them are about the personal heartbreaks I have suffered over the years. I don’t really relish those moments. Did I learn from them? It doesn’t look like it because it keeps happening.

But what about the memories you ask?

Here’s what spawned it my train of thought. I wrote this poem about the greatest night of my life so far. It was perfectly perfect. I wouldn’t have changed anything except to make it last longer. If I could have prolonged it or lived it over again and again I’d take that couple of hours forever.

It’s not a bad memory by any means. But here is the catch. I have that memory. I have that imprinted on my soul. I can’t escape it, I can’t recreate it…it haunts me…a strange form of torture. It is something I would take back in a second and yet I know I’ll never have that again. That hurts. The memory hurts even though it was so amazing. I can’t have that again. And it is really the only thing I want. I’m not living in the past. I’m not regretting the times or the actual events but I don’t really want to remember how good it was and realize how much I want it back and can’t ever get it. I don’t want those scars.

I’d trade in my talents for not having these things to write about because that means it would have worked out. I guess that is it…the disappointment of losing it. I doubt that these memories bring the scrutiny I look at myself with. I know I failed. I could have done better. I don’t pity myself and I don’t feel angry or bitter that it hasn’t happened yet but I’d rather have had it go right a long time ago. Does that make any sense at all? Maybe this will help...

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

A Rave and a Rant

I’m doing this in chapters so you can stop and come back on another day and still have something new to read. So don’t get all over zealous and read this all in one day. I don’t know when my next post will be.

Ok…I know people have been wondering where I have been or at least why I haven’t written anything in 2 months. Well the answer is: I didn’t have anything I felt like talking about. I’m sorry. It is also a combination of not giving me the time to write anything. I have been busy and given myself over to other things that I’d rather do than write a blog. That’s just the truth. It’s not that I don’t like writing blogs, and I know you crave them. If I don’t add stuff people will stop coming altogether. So here is something for you. If you haven’t go check out the links to my sister’s sites; Brooke, Brittany, Kara, and Krista. See all of the fun things they are doing.

My sisters (all 4 of them) have gone CRAZY over these books by Stephanie Meyer. If you’re a chick then you’ve probably heard of them. Twilight and New Moon. I was approached a couple of weeks ago and told I should really read these books. So because of their excitement and finding out that Kara and Brittany are flying in to Phoenix to attend an event put on by this author, I thought sure. I didn’t even up a fight. I poured through both of the books. Each one took a bout a weekend to complete. I guess most people have been doing the same thing.

They are good books. I enjoyed reading both of them. They are love stories about a 18 yr old girl and a vampire falling in love and the complications of how to deal with such a vexed relationship. It’s cute. I smiled and laughed and shed a tear once even. I am a bit of a softie but there is no shame in that. So yeah, good books. I recommend them and so do pretty much everybody else who I’ve talked to who has read them. (That is at least 6 other people.)

Other pertinent information. I am going to this event as well. It is a Prom, which is a chapter in one of the books. We are talking about the real deal. I’m wearing a Tux. I also made a soundtrack for the books. Something that my sisters have been working on as well. Not my idea but I felt I could put one together and if anything I’d like it.

All of that was to lead to this…How come the publishing industry doesn’t make a big fuss about pirating like the music industry? I didn’t buy Stephanie’s books. I borrowed them and read them and gave them back. Probably to be lent out again to someone else. Mrs. Meyer just lost out. Shouldn’t she be up in arms about how I just ripped her off? Why isn’t there a movement I have heard about to stop this crime? The music and movie industry is all over this issue. When I was burning my play list to give to my sisters off iTunes I received a warning that said I was copying songs that were protected and only to be used for personal use. There wasn’t a warning on the book that said don’t let anyone read this book; make them go buy it. Shouldn’t the FBI be getting after me? I bet when the movie comes out there will be a preview/commercial warning me about pirating the movie.

Obviously I am not reproducing the book and selling it or giving it away to people as some may do with music and movies…but isn’t the idea the same? I’m getting the entertainment for free. I didn’t pay for it and the author/creator of the work didn’t get any money for my enjoyment. The publisher didn’t get any money from me. All I gave was my time. I find it strange.

Here is the thing though. I think I may go buy the books anyway and mail them to someone who may enjoy them. I might. I’ve thought about it. I probably wouldn’t do it with a book I didn’t like or even a book I did like. I sorta feel guilty. I bought a book called Next by Michael Crichton, read it and finished it at the airport one day while I was traveling. I ended up just giving it to a guy who I met while my plane was delayed. I just gave it to him. What is the deal with that? Someone should pass a law. I’m done ranting for no reason.

I’ll post my play list so you can see it. If you want a copy I’ll burn one for you if you send me a blank cd and a self addressed, stamped envelope (SASE) to me. I feel it is my responsibility to tell you that you should go buy the book…or get it from the li-bary because you’ll easily finish it before the return due date.

Thanks for sticking with me. I love you.