late night pic

fear no chicken

Last night I had the following dream.

Time frame: Future, maybe 6-10yrs from now
Location: Dallas Texas
My Character:
Science teacher at elementary school.

Scene 1:
Cafeteria of school I teach at.
Kids are eating lunch, seems like a normal day.
It's loud and busy.
Chaotic, but normal for a school cafeteria.
I get my lunch and head towards a table when another teacher stops to talk to me.
Just normal small talk "How was your weekend?" "Any summer plans?"
We start to head towards the same table to sit, when I notice out of the corner of my eye a student who looks troubled.
I stop and try to figure out what is going on.
He seems to be swaying side to side at his table.
Food is in front of him, he looks dazed.
His skins is changing from pink to greenish blue.
Still swaying back and forth.
Eyes look dark and the eye lids are swollen.
I walk up to the child, "Are you okay?"
He moans and looks up at me.
He looks really sick.
I am shocked by his appearance and head to the nurses office.
I look around but cant find her.
I decide to go back to the cafeteria.

When I get back the room is mass hysteria.
Teachers are running around screaming for help.
Kids are laying on the floor vomiting, crying and shaking.

Scene ends.

Scene 2:
Office building. (looks important)
A meeting is taking place with a round table of high looking officials.
One seems to be a Mayor or congressman.
"So what do we know?" says the Mayor
A woman answers:
"At around 12noon today, we started getting calls from different schools saying students were dropping dead in the cafeteria."
" The basic sequence of events is:
1. a dazed and blank look
2. inability to speak
3. violent shaking
4. intense vomiting.
5. This repeats for sometime.
In most cases the children die from everything in their bodies being vomited out of them.
The calls have been coming non-stop since 12 noon today, not only schools but all over the city we have cases of this same sickness.

"Thank you, do we know the cause?" the mayor asks.
"No sir, not yet" the woman responds.
The mayor turns to us in the room.
"You here have experienced these events first hand yet you have not been affected, we need to know why that is. Why were some affected and others were not. Any ideas"
I start to think and replay what happened earlier that day.

"The food" I say.
"It must be something related to what they ate."
someone else : "But not all of the children in the cafeteria got sick, even those that did eat."
Me: "what was the main dish being served at lunch today?"
other person :  chicken tenders
"chicken, it must be the chicken. Somehow either all of a large amount of chicken in the city has been contaminated."

The mayor doesn't believe my hypothesis.
I challenge him.
"Lets test this theory. You have a cafeteria here lets order some chicken, eat it and see what happens."
some of the people agree.
We eat a small amount.
At first nothing.
Then the pain, dizziness, shaking and vomiting start.
We only ate very small pieces, so eventually the sickness stops.
Once the mayor regains control of his body, he takes out his phone and begins to call someone.
His phone is not making calls.
He asks if he can borrow someones phone.
Same thing, the phone doesn't work.

someone rushes into the room and turns on the TV.
A news report is showing bodies and fire and screaming people fill the streets.
Things are getting bad.
the news reporter says that they are being told that no one can leave the city.
The city has been quarantined and no on is coming in or out.

scene ends:

Scene 3:
Standing in a ghost town.

Bodies and blood everywhere.
A fight broke out between the civilians trying to protect them selves from one another.
No one knew what was killing everyone.
Panic and fear created a war zone.
Eventually fighting broke out between the soldiers maintaining the quarantine and the civilians stuck inside.

Scene ends.
I wake up.






have a nice day

friday

it's friday.



unfortunately I could not find lyrics for this song.


If I could sing. I would sing this to you (wifey):



have a nice day

monday monday

during my lunch break a car pulled up next to mine.

then another car next to the first one. 

woman gets out of first car and goes into the second. 

man greats woman.

(possibly shake hands)

proceed to make out.

proceed to intercourse.

I was kinda curious but mostly confused. 

I had my window down.

I was in plain sight, so I am pretty sure they could see me. 

Maybe they just didn't care?

After I ate my lunch and finished fixing the audio port on my car. 

I stepped out of the car to put my lunch into the trunk of my car.

I glance over to see if any change had taken place. (I thought maybe they would pause or something.)
nope still going at it.

hmm..

besides that, lunch was pretty good.
garlic chicken + eggs + onions and rice.

I've been thinking alot about people recently.
what makes us different?
why do we respond and act the way we do?
how was someone else raised, and how did that effect the person they are today?

I saw a movie recently about a woman who sees herself as evil, a "bad human being", a monster.

it made me think alot about this one point "monster"
what makes us hate each other and ourselves.
currently there are people all around the world, killing each other for various reasons.
and I assume they feel all the reasons they have seem justified to those people.

i was thinking
"what if someone I see everyday or just briefly interact with, is going through immense pain and suffering."
would I know?
could I help?
would I help?

last week I was staying a little later than usual at work.
one of my co-workers received a phone call, and she immediately started crying.
I don't know what it was about. but it looked painful.
after the call her eyes were really red.
I asked if everything was okay.
she just said "yeah"
and that was it.

I really hate seeing women sad.
for some reason it always stirs my emotions.
I feel as a member of the male race it is my duty to protect and care for women,  maybe that's why.
I don't know where this feeling comes from.
I never really saw my dad doing things like that.
maybe tv, movies, comics?
maybe I want to be a "hero"?

I remember a friend I had in highschool.
she would come in to Algebra almost everyday crying.
it almost always had something to do with a boyfriend leaving and or hurting her in some way.
I remember feeling "I wish I could find and kill these people" "what right do they think they have to hurt her?"
but those were just thoughts.
I usually just sat in silence as she cried in front of me.
sometimes she would talk about them.
they were always asking/begging her for sex.
saying things like "I love you, let's have sex" "if we have sex, I'll love you"
she would say that eventually she would give in, and almost always her boyfriends would break up with her immediately after.
so it  was on to finding another boyfriend, who would end up doing the same thing.

I think that was one of the reasons I hated school (and hate society) so much.
this self centered mindset of just using people, treating people like trash. it makes me sick.

hmmm...
it's getting late.
laundry should be done soon...



it's an interesting dilemma.
on one hand I feel for and care about people deeply.
but on the other I do not wish to interact with most people.



Easy, easy
Pull out your heart
To make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart
To make the being alone
Easy, easy

Easy, easy
You break the bridle to make,
Losing control
Easy, easy
Crushed what you're holding,
So you can say letting go is,
Easy, easy

Oh, easy, easy
Burn all your things
To make the fight to forget
Easy, oh, easy
Burn all your things
To make the fight to forget
Easy

Easy, easy
Pull out your heart
To make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart
To make the being alone
Easy



have a nice day

another tuesday

schools coming back soon.
not looking forward to that.

summers been fun.
finding time to relax.

didn't have much to say today, but want to put up some new music I've recently found.
enjoy.



Youth Lagoon - 17
 
Roaming the campground up by the lake where we swam.
We were hunting for snakes,
but we couldn't find them.
Surrounded by nothing,
but the nothing's surrounded by us.
But it's just me in my room,
with my eyes shut.

When I was seventeen,
my mother said to me
"Don't stop imagining. The day that you do is the day that you die."
Now I pull a one ton carriage,
instead of the horses grazing the lawn.
And I was having fun.
We were all having fun.

My brain can think faster than I can,
I'm not fast enough.
Who is there to talk to
that won't lock me up?
At least God doesn't judge me by the thoughts that I find,
the snakes I couldn't find,
I don't want to find.

When I was seventeen,
my mother said to me
"Don't stop imagining. The day that you do is the day that you die."
Now I pull a one ton carriage,
instead of the horses grazing the lawn.
And I was having fun.
We were all having fun.



Langhorne Slim and the Law - The Way we Move

There we are standing in the shooting stars,
in our houses in our cars
You didnt know it, now you do
this is the way we move
In the belly of the whale
In my bedroom I cant sleep
And all my friends got crooked tales
Thats the way I like it
Thats just what I need and
Chorus:
Here we are standing in the shooting stars
In our houses, in our cars
you didnt know it, now you do
this is the way, this is the way we move
In the belly of the whale
in my bedroom I cant sleep
and all my friends got crooked tales

Chorus:
Here we are standing in the shooting stars
In our houses, in the ashes, the bars
you didnt know it, now you do
it happens to be the way, the way you move
In the belly of the whale, in the belly of the beast
At the last supper honey,
Make sure you get something, something to eat
Here we are standing in the shooting stars
In our houses, in our cars
you didnt know it, now you do
This is the way, this is the way we move
This is the way, this is the way we move
This is the way, this is the way we move
This is the way

The Milk Carton Kids - Broken Headlights

It hasn't rained hard for the better part of seven months 
Everyone's listening 
All I see ahead of me are glistening lights 
This city stays up at night 
Droning along like a dissonant song by an amateur symphony 
How come I can only tell you I love you when you're sleeping in the passenger seat? 

And all the fast cars with the broken headlights 
Run the red lights in the canyon 
But I can taste it, the rain is coming 
To clear the air over Los Angeles 

Maybe it'll bring the hillside down 
Maybe it'll flood the streets 
Maybe when I tell you that I love you forever 
I'm gonna make a fool of me 
But I've got the windows down, the heater on my feet 
And the skies are opening 
It's gonna come pouring down it's gonna come pouring out I'm gonna say everything 


And all the fast cars with the broken headlights 
Run the red lights in the canyon 
But I can taste it, the rain is coming 
To clear the air over Los Angeles 
The road is winding and it's barely lit 
You never know how far you're really gonna get 
But when you live here you just learn to get used to it 
And all the fast cars and the broken headlights 
And running red lights in the canyon 
Now it's raining, the haze is drowning 
The air is clear over Los Angeles




San Fermin - Methuselah
Pass a message to you, when your love hurts
Like a dirty bouquet with your wine
I will tie to my body some roses
I will fly 'til I get you alive

Are you thinking of me now Methuselah
I'm the passenger I go, I go, I go, I go, along
Have you found a place that's deeper than the corners of your mind
To settle down

When I'm lost with myself I see lions
Lying golden on the beaches of white
I see men with their boats in the river
Carry me as I drift in the night

I don't think of you
When I'm missing you

Are you thinking of me now Methuselah
I'm the passenger I go, I go, I go, I go, along
Have you found a place that's deeper than the corners of your mind
To settle down

I don't think of you
When I'm missing you

Are you thinking of me now Methuselah
I'm the passenger I go, I go, I go, I go, along
Have you found a place that's deeper than the corners of your mind
To settle down

Are you thinking of me now Methuselah
I'm the passenger I go, I go, I go, I go, along
Have you found a place that's deeper than the corners of your mind
To settle down





have a nice day