Dueling Batwings

R.I.P. x2

Fuck Deers

So I’m coming home from my buddies house at about 1:30am and I am at the part of the drive when I’m crossing a two lane bride, when what do I see??? A fucking deer in my headlights. Now I know what your thinking…’Joe, deer don’t belong on bridges…what the hell?’…That was exactly the thought going through my head when it happened to me.

So it takes me .4 seconds to react and I slam on the breaks and skid about 5 ft. The deer stares me dead in the eye I stop literally about 2 ft away from him. Now here’s where it gets interesting, the deer runs to the left into oncoming traffic and that car slams on its brakes, almost swerving and hitting me.

At this point the deer gallops down the road and hops into the brush at the end of the bridge. The driver of the other car and I make eye contact and we both mouth ‘omg, that was a fucking deer on a fucking bridge…wtf” (trust me, I’m minoring in lip reading).

Long story short, I pull over, compose myself, and light up a Black clove that I bummed off my friend Dave.

Whats an ILS Song?

If I can suggest something, sit down and listen to Once In A Lifetime by The Talking Heads (listen to it on Amazon). It’s what I like to call an ILS Song…thats because when it comes on the radio I always finding myself say “I love this song” and then I completely forget about it.

It happened to me tonight and I remembered why it is an ILS Song…Enjoy.

Once In A Lifetime Lyrics

And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
wife
And you may ask yourself-Well…How did I get here?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself
How do I work this?
And you may ask yourself
Where is that large automobile?
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful house!
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful wife!
Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…
Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…
Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…

Water dissolving…and water removing
There is water at the bottom of the ocean
Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean
Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean!

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/in the silent water
Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself
What is that beautiful house?
And you may ask yourself
Where does that highway go?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right?…Am I wrong?
And you may tell yourself
MY GOD!…WHAT HAVE I DONE?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/in the silent water
Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…
Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…
Same as it ever was…Same as it ever was…

Buzz, your girlfriend! WOOF!

Hello everyone. My name is Joe. I am a 19 year old college student from Philadelphia. There, now that the ice-breakers are out of the way, there won’t be any awkward introductory time.

Have you ever been doing something and all of a sudden you sit back and wonder why? For instance, right now. Here I am spinning my tales to you, the unsuspecting reader, whom I will never meet, never have any meaningful contact with, and frankly not care about (no offense). If you are reading this than most likely you have already formed your opinion of me based on about 135 words that I previously wrote and maybe the Title of this post. You could find me to be a funny guy who just enjoys writing scatterbrained posts or you could see me as a bitchy post-adolescent that has nothing more productive to do with his time. That’s the interesting part about my generation. We can form unwavering opinions about a person based on a couple of self-descriptive words, a few pictures, and several posts from friends on a wall or homepage. We can go to college and befriend someone that goes to the same school that we do, someone who has classes in the same building, even takes the same class and we may never have any interaction with them for four years. Tell me that isn’t somewhat eerie.

The simple fact of the matter is that we live in an impersonal world. I myself often find it more convenient to text someone a message rather than call them up and talk to them. Here is an example from my own personal inbox (my friends name has been changed):

• Wolfgang: Yo did you send Andrews check? And when are you coming home for break?
• Me: Pretty sure my parents mailed it. I’ll check with them, Friday…you?
• Wolfgang: Monday.
• Me: You working over break?
• Wolfgang: Yeah
• Me: Where?
• Wolfgang: Restaurant in the —— —- Mall called ———ce Grill.
• Me: Fucking ——–ers
  [end conversation]

There you have it. A complete conversation with someone who I see as one of my better friends. No verbal communication, no sign language…only typed out messages sent through the air from one machine to another. Kind of creepy.