Happy anniversary to me.
Well, in honor of my 2 year anniversary of being sober (Go Me!), I thought I would post these things. The first is self-explanitory...albeit quite scary that it was our first. The second I don't know who it belongs to; claim it if you remember writing it. And the third is for you Eel. Enjoy, my NAS brothers, and know that I love you.
The Glory Daze Drinking Game
1 drink:
-Slosh changes hair colors
-Cameos by famous actors/actresses
-Flannel
-"El Rancho" is said
-Any time you see a scooter
-You see any old Slosh pics.
-You see the totem
-Jack makes a smart-ass remark
-Dennis refers to his mug
-Any time "brew" is used as a verb
-The bar is referred to
-Mickey wants food
-Mickey wears yellow
-The phrase "up the academy" is uttered before a shot
- Jack pines over Dina
-The el Rancheros play house darts (5 if you play in Brandon's apartment)
2 Drinks:
-Mickey signs an autograph
-A pic of Bob Marly is visible
-A NoFX song is played
-Jack hums the star spangled banner
-The el Rancheros refer to a past housemate
4 Drinks:
-Crazy talks about a band of Orcs
4 Drinks, hoot n' holler':
-Dennis says "Some drunk asshole just broke the lamp." then Jack replies "and he is about to break the toaster."
Being of Light
You couldn’t understand the blue that I see
Or the light that I generate
Between these halls the worlds transverse
And friends that drop only to hang themselves on the edge
And delay the inevitable change
Once the darkness takes over, your auras glow in the night
Like a life that is here in presence but not words
Because words don’t crawl up the walls again and again
They don’t streak across the room , don’t surprise attack
Don’t leave a time lapse where everything slips
Out into the open with rows of loving trees
In a time before we ruined everything
With still dead pavement
And automatic transmission
Stuck in the outback of this couch
With no name to bring me down
And no husk left
Bathed in the light of the phoenix
Its all I need
Until tomorrow comes
Half a pint tonight
an' I'm feelin' alright.
SoCo's my holy copilot
I got no pain and nothin's wrong,
All my misery's down the drain and gone.
Sacred liquid's brown
and when I'm feelin' down
these feelin's I'll drown.
Everythin's gone and there's nothin' left.
I toyed with delting this, Brandon. I kept hitting "backspace" whilst it was highlighted and then hitting ctrl+z to resurrect it via the Holy Undo Option. Anywho, I thought I'd save it so you could see it. This is because you like mine drunken rambles and because, yes, you're right, I should not rap.
Fo' Sheezy
The Glory Daze Drinking Game
1 drink:
-Slosh changes hair colors
-Cameos by famous actors/actresses
-Flannel
-"El Rancho" is said
-Any time you see a scooter
-You see any old Slosh pics.
-You see the totem
-Jack makes a smart-ass remark
-Dennis refers to his mug
-Any time "brew" is used as a verb
-The bar is referred to
-Mickey wants food
-Mickey wears yellow
-The phrase "up the academy" is uttered before a shot
- Jack pines over Dina
-The el Rancheros play house darts (5 if you play in Brandon's apartment)
2 Drinks:
-Mickey signs an autograph
-A pic of Bob Marly is visible
-A NoFX song is played
-Jack hums the star spangled banner
-The el Rancheros refer to a past housemate
4 Drinks:
-Crazy talks about a band of Orcs
4 Drinks, hoot n' holler':
-Dennis says "Some drunk asshole just broke the lamp." then Jack replies "and he is about to break the toaster."
Being of Light
You couldn’t understand the blue that I see
Or the light that I generate
Between these halls the worlds transverse
And friends that drop only to hang themselves on the edge
And delay the inevitable change
Once the darkness takes over, your auras glow in the night
Like a life that is here in presence but not words
Because words don’t crawl up the walls again and again
They don’t streak across the room , don’t surprise attack
Don’t leave a time lapse where everything slips
Out into the open with rows of loving trees
In a time before we ruined everything
With still dead pavement
And automatic transmission
Stuck in the outback of this couch
With no name to bring me down
And no husk left
Bathed in the light of the phoenix
Its all I need
Until tomorrow comes
Half a pint tonight
an' I'm feelin' alright.
SoCo's my holy copilot
I got no pain and nothin's wrong,
All my misery's down the drain and gone.
Sacred liquid's brown
and when I'm feelin' down
these feelin's I'll drown.
Everythin's gone and there's nothin' left.
I toyed with delting this, Brandon. I kept hitting "backspace" whilst it was highlighted and then hitting ctrl+z to resurrect it via the Holy Undo Option. Anywho, I thought I'd save it so you could see it. This is because you like mine drunken rambles and because, yes, you're right, I should not rap.
Fo' Sheezy