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A Trip Down PostSecret Lane...Again




(Sorry it's not showing up - at least not on my computer. Blogger's been acting strange tonight) One of the aspects of this secret that I love so much is one of the responses...

You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? Even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of home is gone.

You won't have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for your kids, for the family you start, it's like a cycle or something. Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place.


I've used this quote myself when I rambled on the same subject. It's from Garden State, by the way, but everyone who reads this blog should know that.

Jeremy Irons Playing the Oboe!! *swoon*

Tis random. In fact, incredibly random...but I love it so. Even if oboes or scruffy old guys aren't exactly your thing, watch it anyway. It's an amazing song. Oh, by the way, Bre, we're renting this movie and watching it sometime. It's called the Mission.

It's not giving me the code to paste in, so this link'll have to suffice.

MY blog. MINE

I was gonna post something humorous that would shine some light on my shrouded macinations, but because a certain someone complained, I'm gonna be a curmudgeon and delay a few days. I'm really annoyed when people tell me to post. Also, I hate it when people smack their gum and other food. Seriously, close your god damn mouth. I learned that curteousy when I was seven. Surely it's not too much for you to comprehend. Ah, look at me, I'm giving the seething masses exactly what they want. Shutting up...

A Few Things

Alrighty, first off, is anyone else getting mail/emails from colleges? I'm getting about three letters in the mail each day and it's annoying the heck out of me. Also, my Gmail inbox is flooded with 'em.

Secondly, I've realized how incredibly easy it'd be to become a V for Vendetta / 1984 society. All any corrupt ruler would need is fear, and lots of it. Hell, we almost lost some of our own precious freedoms in the months following 9/11. A catastrophe happens, and people are willing to give up virtually anything for safety. It's frightening, really, when you realize that our whole society, concieved in Liberty and dedicated to the purpose that all men are created equal, rests upon the edge of a knife. A shove, and we could easily plummet, and with corrupt rulers, we'd never be able to get back up.

Third, I've been thinking a lot about Newspeak. In class, Mr. Kinney offered this probing question, which the half dozen or so of us that were actually listening heard: "Which came first, the words, or the idea?" Newspeak's purpose is to remove one's intelligent thought, until all that pours from your lips are hollow emotions. I don't know presicely what to say, because it's only in the wee hours of the night that I'm capable of deeper thought, but when a society destroys words, it destorys ideas. And that is doubleplusungood.

Recent Doodles



It's a pity I spent all of Algebra doodling, because I think I was supposed to be learning something...



I was really bored, and it was really late. It's not perfect at all. Anduril was just an afterthough. Aragon has no hair. Aragorn needs no hair.

Yugoslavia?

Sure, it's a week late, but it's my blog and time is irrelivent.

That Milwaukie game was...strange. We only lost by two points. Two! That's almost like winning! So, that was wierd thing number one. The second was that they were chanting Yugoslavia. Ok, I know they weren't actually saying that, but it sounded a helluva lot like it. That's wierd thing number two. The third, and most important was that the Colts won the Super Bowl. No, it didn't happen at the game, but it's strange nevertheless.

Here's what I said last year about the Colts failed attempt to get to the Super Bowl....

YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I'VE HAD TO SAY THAT!? THIS YEAR, LAST YEAR, THE YEAR BEFORE THAT, AND THE YEAR BEFORE THAT!!!!

BUT HOW DO WE NOT WIN IT THIS YEAR!?!?!?!??!?!?!?! UNDEFEATED FOR THE LONGEST TIME, ARE BEST PLAYERS ARE IN THEIR PRIME, SO HOW IN GODS NAME DO THE COLTS NOT GO ALL THE WAY!?!?!?!?

We were so close!! SO FUCKIN CLOSE!!! WHY'D HE HAVE TO MISS THAT FIELD GOAL!?!? IT'S JUST THE STEELERS, FOR CHRIST SAKE!! They smoked em last time! WHAT THE HELL'S DIFFERENT?!
So, Yay! I don't have to yell and get all angry this year! And of course, the year when I couldn't really give a damn is the year when they actually win it. Life's a funny thing. Still, woo, go Colts!

One of the wierder things on YouTube...

Beatboxing Flute. Playing the Super Mario Theme.

I kid you not. Just watch it, then it'll make atleast a little more sense.

A Few Hints, But Nothing Too Obvious

He's cute, although that can probably go without saying.

He's an instrumental musician (meaning he's either in band or orchestra).

When he's serious, it's quite charming.

Prior to this year, I never really talked to him.

He's quite funny, yet can be annoying at times.

Ok, that's about enough....I think you should be able to get it from that. Although, if you don't, well, yay. I still won't tell you, but think for a bit, and you should get it. Who have I been spending an increased amound of time with? Who have I been sitting next to almost daily? Ok, that quite enough for now.

Christine, I'm Sure You've Seen This, But....

Dude, WTF? Now I most definately have to see Extras.




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