Happy Hogmanay (new year)

If I knew you all in person in true Scottish tradition I would give you these as a toast to the new year:

A peice of Coal; May you never be cold
A Loaf of bread; May you never go hungry
A silver coin; May you never be poor
And finally A bottle of scotch whiskey; May you never be sober!

Happy Hogmanay people! enjoy your celebrations!

Sonnet 130: "My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun"

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; 
Coral is far more red than her lips' red; 
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; 
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. 
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, 
But no such roses see I in her cheeks; 
And in some perfumes is there more delight 
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. 
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound; 
I grant I never saw a goddess go; 
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground. 
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare 
As any she belied with false compare. 
      
William Shakespeare   
(1564 - 1616)

Sonnet 29: "When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes"

When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf Heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least:
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee,--and then my state
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings'.

William Shakespeare  
(1564 - 1616)

Sonnet 60: "Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore"

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end,
Each changing place with that which goes before
In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Nativity, once in the main of light,
Crawls to maturity, wherewith, being crowned,
Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight
And Time that gave, doth now his gift confound.
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth,
And delves the parallels in beauty's brow,
Feeds on the rarities of natures truth,
And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow;
And yet, to times, in hope, my verse shall stand,
Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.


William Shakespeare  
(1564 - 1616)

Desiderata

Go placidly amidst the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952

For The Love

"I do it for the love

I do it for the rain

I do it for the passion,

I do it for the pain

I do it for the rush,

I do it for the doubt

I do it for my daughter, man, 'cause she's what I'm about

I do it for my mom,

I do it for my dad,

I do it for my sanity hanging from a thread

I do it for the audience who understands the need

Standing on the stage, cut the shit and let it bleed

I do it for my brother,

I do it for his wife

I do it for my manager, 'cause god he saved my life

I do it for the confidence

I do it for release

I do it 'cause I'm sick of feeling sadness full of peace

I do it for the sunshine

For my friends

I did it for you, for you over and over and over again

But you would never understand

So fuck it!

So pack it up, pack it in, write it up, write it down,

Just remember I've told you it's what I'm all about

(Get out! go away!)"

-Lyrics from "For The Love" by Blue October 

Advent Calendar #24 #25

Merry Christmas Everyone!! :D 

Behind plate number 24?

Baby Jesus! :)

Behind plate number 25?

Santa! :D Have a Great Day Peeps!

Advent Calendar #23

What's behind plate number 23? :D

An Angel! :)

12 Days of Christmas - Facebook Style

Someone please shoot me, I'm getting out of hand with this now. lol  

On the 12th Day of Christmas my Facebook gave to me, 

12 dudes I'm blocking, 

11 friends just watching, 

10 corny topics, 

9 busted barbies, 

8 friends complaining, 

7 stalkers stalking, 

6 party invites, 

Fiiiiiiiiiiiiive Drama Queeeensssss! 

4 game requests, 

3 photo tags, 

2 friends-a-pokin 

And a creep who won't stop inboxing meeee!

Merry Xmas everyone! XD lol 

12 Days of Christmas - Achmed The Dead Terrorist Style!

Achmed's 12 days of Christmas; 


"On the twelfth day of Christmas, Achmed gave to me: 
twelve wives complaining, 
eleven nukes-a-nuking, 
ten tanks a-rolling, 
nine virgins dancing, 
eight ticking time bombs, 
seven sand storms swirling, 
six snipers sniping, 
five I Keel Yous! 
Four broken ribs, 
three fuses fizzing, 
two goats to love, 
and a bomb in an infidel's tree!"


XD lol Merry Christmas Everyone!