Mixed Signals

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Tentative itinerary:

Drive to Chicago area
Motel
777 miles

Drive to Sioux Falls
Palisades State Park
Short hikes, nice views, paddling
552 miles

Drive to Badlands National Park
Sage Creek primitive, bring water
Buffalo, Antelope, Hikes, Stars
295 miles

Hike Badlands National Park
Sage Creek, hike notch trail
0 miles

Drive to Wind Cave National Park
Elk Mountain Camp, Veggies Restaurant Rapid City,
Wind cave candlelight tour
Hiking Black Hills
138 miles

Drive through Rushmore and Deadwood
Mt. Rushmore, Saloon 10 Will Bill Show in Deadwood,
Devils Tower, Sturgis craziness, Stay in Motel somewhere
150 miles (to Devil’s Tower)

Drive to Yellowstone National Park
Camp at Norris Campground if available
Norris geyser Basin
488 miles

Hike Yellowstone National Park
Norris Campground, Old Faithful,
Artist Point, Hike South Canyon
0 miles

Drive to Grand Tetons National Park
Lizard Creek Campground,
Raft Snake River from Flagg Ranch to Jackson Lake
79 miles

Drive to Antelope State Park, Utah
Swim Great Salt Lake, hike.
(Or motel nearer Arches to nab spot)
346 miles

Drive to Arches National Park
Devil’s Garden Campground
Hike Arches
255 miles

Drive to Canyonlands National Park
Squaw Flat Campground, arrive very early for spot
83 miles

Drive to Lake Powell
Lone Rock Beach Camp, primitive, crowds
Camp on beach
Swim, boat
166 miles

Lone Rock Beach
Swim, Boat, Hike
0 miles

Drive to Bryce Canyon National Park
Sunset Campground if available
Hike Sunset Point to Sunrise Point
153 miles

Drive to Salt Lake City
Vegan Tiramisu at Sage’s Cafe
Stay in hotel
274 miles

Gm

so pleasant
never abrasive
peaceful
so distant from reality
so near to how I feel
what my reality is
so passionate
so pleading
crying out
a different sound in the world that abounds
so fucking soft that I want to cry
for all the people unable to feel it
for myself
for all the times i’ve let it pass
put if off until tomorrow
until tomorrow becomes now
months from when
clean
right
were every note is the right one
but the voice
ever the voice
not always in key
but fuckit
hiumi
I want to die it’s so beautiful
intersecting hypocrisy
wow, it’s what i’ve been up to all night
never challenging but it will lay you to bed
it will send you off into forgiveness and love

i’ve just spent a wod
it’s a thing I do
probably shouldn’t have
but which of me is that speaking
i’ve been wanting to ..
a year ish
i’ll never aford to
I now feel I deserve it
fuckit
of all the 700 i’ve spent
this seems like one of the best
off all the other things I will have not
spent the 700 on
I will not miss thee
or I will delay

harmony of pulse..
not sure how many times i’ve played those chords...
it lives in me
this pulse
drives me from
drives me to
drives me fro
drives me thru
a bit like being drunk
or is it that i’m drunk
again the voice
magical
were Is my voice
my siren
i’ve known her before
shell live again

jack or jill

who willist be
will jack cave in
of will jill just
of course
i just want to know why the symphony is so active
logging in and giving its entries
all seems to be working
those shiny discs still work
the western digital ones don't
and right now neither does my lacie

so, who out there has enabled surround sound on a mac?
what the hell
what this the most non mac thing or what.
seriously
launch dvd player without a dvd and set the toslink ....
then and only then does it persist?
wtf
this aint no pee c
my music drive has died which has caused me to dust off some olde nipponese discs
towards the event horizon has got to be one of the best works in the 00s
i should see what their other stuff is like.
this one is pretty flash though
somewhere between blade runner, cocteau twins and julie cruz
old ct though
not the newer stuff
i don't mind my hdd failing all that much
movies i've already seen and shouldn't really be in possession of
albums i've been planing on re-importing as raw pcm instead of mp3s
gods know i'm not using the space for anything creative.
my book does work for a while if i stick it in the freezer first
but that my my (several months removed) backup
my lacie was the work horse but i guess horses don't like mac pros
fuckit
buy jack or jill for a plush evening

somewhere someshere

if i could type, i wouldn't care
not that i do, but i suppose i must

anyway
here we are
new equipment
new gear
a new world
and new beginning
some new cloths
almost a new year
which to run
to or from
i want it all to work
beautiful in all its high definitions
i want flawless
easy compatibility
fire where combustible
smooth when clean
preparing for this gig is what we do
we do it to do it right
"corners always get cut"
so says the coroner as she cuts
lives get lost and scenes fall all over
this is a film that i only want to grow
a show to display all we know
we didn't come here without
i know we don't want to go
is this what we've planned?
no
are we forcing this to happen?
...
or are we letting happen take its course?
...
what gets lost along the way
once the brisk snowy dust settles
on this piercing callous ground
in this field of honor
who'll be found
so far it all clicks
a jitterless clock clunking along
all we've tried has worked thus far
all we've attempted has warmed us
this hut is looking plush

i'll take the photos of all the plastic as they pass

x-mas is coming
and something is getting fat
all i want to do is let go
let it all go
and melt
and drip into a vat
and pour the sludge all over
to lube this machine
to bring it all back

paige turned

and mcvandal fell:

Watch her out there on display
Dancing in her sleepy way
And all her visions start to play
The icicles of our decay, Marlene
Drink it to Marlene

Fading flowers in her hair
She's suffering from wear and tear
She lies in waterfalls of dreams
And doesn't question what it means, Marlene
We drink it to Marlene

And all along the desert shore
She wanders further evermore
The only thing that's left to try
She says to live I have to die, Marlene
We drink it to Marlene
Marlene
We drink it to Marlene

She whispers sadly, "Well I might"
And holds herself so very tight
Then jumping from an unknown height
She merges with the liquid night, Marlene
Marlene
We drink it to Marlene

Her lovers wrap her mist in furs
And tell her what she has is hers
But when they take her by the hand
She slips back in the desert sand
Our Marlene
We drink it to Marlene
Marlene

But what she leaves is made of glass
And lovers worship as they pass
And each one says, "Well, now she's mine"
But all drink solitary wine
Marlene
Marlene

Fare thee well
Fare thee well