I close my eyes and I squeeze them tight

and she was a rocket
and i had a parachute
and i was ready to hang on
for as long as i possibly could

...

you with your switchblade posse
i'll get my guns from the south

...

Ok, so here's the thing:

The thing.

...

Seriously, though, there is something there.
... well, not THERE as in, where I just typed, but its there
somewhere
so I guess I'll just let it out.

I'm in like.

Not love.

Like.

As in, I'm kinda smitten.

Like a kitten.

Only not.

There's a catch, though. There always is with me.
Always.
This one's a repeat, though.
That's new.
Usually I pick different ways to fall for the wrong people. This time, though... this time its something I've done before.

That's right, I've become smitten with someone who lives on the wrong coast.
The west coast.

argh.

Very frustrating.

Very.

Here's the thing, though:

The thing.

Ok... it wasn't funny the first time and it certainly wasn't funny this time, but I did it again.

Like I was saying, though, before I interupted myself... this one is different. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, "they're all different. we've been down this road before..." but..
but..
but...
this time she really IS different.
She's the most random person I've ever met. In a good way.
She's.. well.. I don't want to get into that, because there's always a chance, no matter how slight, that she'll end up reading this....
So lets just say that I think she's neat-O.

And right about now, as I'm laying here in bed, hardly able to keep my eyes open... I would give just about anything in the world to have her by my side.

Unfortunately that is not going to happen so I'm just going to have to curl up in bed, maybe listen to some Mumford & Sons and hope I drift away to sleep where I can dream some happy, happy dreams... unless she calls, then I'll go for a 4 mile stroll around my neighborhood in the middle of the night.

I'm hoping for the stroll.

Bad Things

When you came in
The air went out
And every shadow
Filled up with doubt
I don't know who you are
But before the night is through
I wanna do bad things with you...

I'm the kind to sit up in his room
Hearts sick and eyes filled up with gloom
I don't know what you've done to me
But I know this much is true
I wanna do bad things with you...

I wanna do real bad things with you

And she was beautiful...

It took a moment.
That was all.
She made me smile.
I touched her skin.
She brushed back her hair.

She was beautiful.
She was all I'd ever need.

L.Zepp - Going To California

Spend my days with a woman unkind

smoked my stuff and drank all my wine

Made up my mind to make a new start

Goign to California with an aching in my heart

Someone told me there's a girl out there

with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair

Took my chances on a big jet plane

never let them tell you that they're always the same

The sea was red and the sky was grey

wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today

The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake

as the children of the sun began to wake

Seems that the wrath of the Gods

Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;

I think I might be sinking

Throw me a line if I reach it in time

I'll meet you up there where the path

Runs straight and high

To find a queen without a king,

They say she plays guitar and cries and sings

Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn

Tryin to find a woman who's never, never, never been born

standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams

telling myself its not as hard, hard, hard as it seems

...

And with that I will let Ledd Zeppelin guide me through my mountain of dreams

Goodnight, world.

goodnight.

wine. lots of wine.

Ok.
I need to set the record straight.
There are some people out there who think my other blog is my main one.
You are incorrect.
This is my main escape from reality.
The other blog is more of a professional thing. I used it the one time to vent my .... frustrations(?) there.

This blog, though... this is wehre all the magic really happens.

This is where you learn about all the inner workings of All That Is Dave.

If its something that's had a great affect on me, its almost definitely here.

And I'm talking about in a personal way.

My mom.
My dad.
My sister.
My friends.
My many loves.
All here.
All an open book.

I may tell stories...
I may state fact that aren't 100% truth.

But every feeling.
Every emotion.
Everthing that really counts...
That's the truth....
...
....
.....
...... ......
...
Right now?
you want to know what's going on rihgt now?

I suppose I'll tell you...
Deja Vu.

Everything that's happening right now
feels like its happened before
...
and i'm afraid
more than just a little afraid

i'm guarded.

i'm....
well...

I'm the same as I've always been.

head over heels
head first
headstrong

I'm constantly looking around at my life and figuring out what's important
what i really want

i look at what other people have
and i look at what i have

and i try and figure out what it is that i want

i try and figure out what it is that i really want

what's important

what i can't live without

It was over before it even started

One night to be confused

One night to speed up truth

We had a promise made

Four hands and then away

Both under unfluence

We had divine sense

To know what to say

Mind is a razor blade

To call for hands of above

To lean on Wouldn't be good enough

For me,

No

One night of magic rush

The start of a simple touch

One night to push and scream

And then, sweet relief

Ten days of perfect tunes

The colors red and blue

We had a promise made

We were in love

To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn't be good enough

For me,

No

To call for hands above

To lean on

Wouldn't be good enough

And you, you knew the hands of the devil

And you, kept us awake with wolf teeth

Sharing different heartbeats

In one night

To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn't be good enough

For me,

No

To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn't be good enough

For me,

Wouldn't be good enough

For me,

No.

Wouldn't be good enough

For me,

No.

...

I really wanted to grab my mic and make this an audio blog. I think I've done that before.

Actually

I know I have.

I've just never posted them that way.

It seems like whenever I'm talking, I'm stumbling over the right words

trying to figure out the right thing to say

even as I'm saying them all wrong

But whenever I'm at my keyboard, everything seems to flow... the words come. They just always seem to sound right.

At least they do for the most part.

Even when they don't sound right, they are always true. I mean, with the exceptions of the stories I sometimes tell... those aren't always true, but the meaning behind them--the feeling behind them--those are always true.

...

I saw the play Frankie and Johnny the other day... I liked it.

The actors were good and the play was good, but I don't think the actors fit their roles.

I definitely related with the main guy, though. Minus the fact that he was fresh out of prison. I, personally, have never been to prison. But the whole point of the play is that this guy hooks up with this girl and then doesn't leave. She tries to push him out, but he tries to convince her that its more than just a one night stand.

He says things he shouldn't.

He moves too quickly.

He scares her away.

But he's persistant.

He doesn't relent.

He doesn't let her just push him out the door.

They get to know each other.

They share their stories.

By the time the sun rises, he's still there

And she's glad he is.

There's a line in the play that really stuck out to me. At one point during the play, Frankie tells Johnny:

Everything I want is in this room.

I think about that line...

Everything I want is in this room....

and I look around

I look around at my room

and I look around at my life

and I can feel it

Everything I want is close

its not here

but its close

I can almost feel it.

I can tell you this, too... as soon as I find that one missing piece there is absolutely nothing that can make me let go.

That, my friends, is a promise.

Tonight I Played In The Rain

don't ask me what she'd say... if you want to know, just ask her for yourself. i'm tired of the questions and i'm tired of the way this just keeps going around in circles
...
i asked her where she wanted to go and her answer was Everywhere
i asked her what she wanted to do and her answer was that she wanted to Be Happy
she asked me where i wanted to go and i answered Anywhere With You
and she asked me what i wanted to do and i answered that i wanted to Be Happy With You
...
i thought there was going to be more... instead it looks like there is going to be sleep.
you should go to sleep too.
its late.
we're both tired.
we'll pick this up another time.
promise.