here comes "that day" again

I can be your liar
I can be your bearer of bad news
Sick and uninspired by the diamonds in your fire
Burning like a flame inside of you
But is this just desire or the truth

So shame on me for the ruse
Shame on me for the blues
Another one returned that I'll never use

I won't go getting tired of you
I won't go getting tired of you
I'm not getting tired
I won't go getting tired of you
I won't go getting tired of you
I m not getting tired

Hanging on this wire
Waiting for the day I have to choose
Cursed by love so dire
One more boy for hire
One more boy to lend a hand to you
But is this just desire or the truth


-Foo Fighters


Speaking of sick and uninspired. How about today? Officially it is valentines day but the day that I am speaking of tuesday the 13th. It just turned out to be one of those days that just really made me want to fucking scream.
The whole day was overcast, my ankle was fucked up from last night, and a couple of times it started to rain. Weather always seems to have an effect on a person's mood and today was just the prime example. Not only is rain kind of shitty when it's cold and overcast outside, but if you have ever ridden your bike in the rain then you would know how lame and wet that can be as well. The wind goes through the zipper on the jacket as the cold constant wind wraps around your body and exits the bottom of your coat. The rain drops sting as your hands slowly go numb and cold.
Personal matters stack with natural matters to compound the shittiness. Thankfully nothing has progressed past the friend stage because I would feel like an episode of Jerry Springer if I wasn't. If things had progressed past that stage earlier, then I probablly wouldn't find myself in this situation now. If talking to and getting to know one girl with any success isn't hard enough, what happens when in pursuit of one, you in some odd way, end up with a second crush or potential match?
Friends, I have found myself in that very situation. In pursuit of one very confusing and amazing girl, I ended up falling for the friend which is equally confusing and amazing. I'm to the point where I'm confused about who I like more. Who should I pursue and who should I leave behind? If I continue with the first, I just hope that I haven't put blinders on to miss out on the other people. Such are the complications of life leading to my state of being sick and uninspired.

Another Incomplete

This is another poem that I was working on but want to post and pick up later, which probablly means that I won't. Anyways, this is about when you try for someone and they know, but will plead the fith and keep the game up leading you on.

So I've played the game
I've done my time
You keep running around
And that is why I'm dying

You're sexy, sweet, and smart
An unforgettable beauty too
Which makes harder to stand
Not having you

(I'm especially proud of these next two verses)
Baby I want to be around you
But you're like the sun
The redwoods grow tall
Reaching for a goal that can't be won

I'm not a wise old sage
But if there's one thing that I've learned
Standing in the sun too long
And you'll only get a burn

I may not be filthy rich
Or in any hall of fame
Keep dancing on for too long
And it'll be a lonely solitary game

So why not let your guard down
Let me take a closer look
Life is such an akward thing
Why not be an open book



The last six lines I just whipped out of my ass on the spot so the quality may be lacking a little. I'm not saying that the rest is any good, it's just that they recieved the less thought so they may seem like less.

*upon revision, I have decided that this is actually a pretty solid poem. Now I have to add the tune and music and I'll have myself a song.

COPYRIGHT DANIEL LEWIS

Since I'm a little tired and not feeling exceptionally creative. I am just going to post some of the music lyrics that I have started on. Mainly about different aspects of relationships or human nature.

This first little set of lyrics is... holy shit a movie with two dancing hamburgers singing Van Halen. Oh snap here go the dancing fries now. I think that would have made the movie worth going to back in the 80's. Lemme just post first and explain later.


Driving home today
and i'm making my way
it's been 52 days
since I've seen my babe

Stopping at the corner store
to buy her a dozen roses
I love the look in her eyes
the look of downright surprise

I'm gonna tell her she looks wonderful
and she's all i've been thinking of
we're gonna go out on a date
I've been planning for 52 days


I don't have a girlfriend or have I even had one for over two years. It's a sad, rather pathetic story really. About the song though, some of the things that our traveller wants to say when he see's his girl after a long separation time is pretty universal amongst everyone who is missin their babe. For me though, these are things that I want to tell a girl. Too bad I'm too shicken shit to do it. Oh well, I think that my time will be coming soon.

Write again soon.

An artist

I have a friend who is very artistic and I would like to mention him and link him here in this blog. I really doubt that his name will get out there and if it did, not very many people would be highly impressed. I would like to take today to recognize Johnathan Zachary Bowman.

On his site he has a collection of drawings that he has done over the past year. It really is something else too. not your average subject matter or style of art. Also linked on his site are some of his music. Promise that there are no viruses on there. It's run off of NCSU servers for christ sake. Just take some time and listen to the music and browse the pictures.

Quick Story!

One time I got soo drunk I had "serious" conversations with a bunch of people that I don't know and then I shook my booty. After that I think I watched some Rent then threw up, ate some Cheez Its and drank some water and threw up again but this time it was on my friend's floor. I apologized and helped clean. All in all, I felt much better but not so much better at the same time. I woke up and my finger was mysteriously numb on one side. Maybe I pinched a nerve from craning my neck while I was puking. It was a good night, bad morning.

I know what I like, too bad I can't be as strict as I want

What I like is coaching and I can't be as strict as I want because of A. I coach a salvation army team, and B. I have no power over my intramural team. Heck, it's for fun anyways isn't it? The salvation army team is looking better and better all the time and even though their record says that they suck, they have improved tremendously from the beginning of the season. The first practice was a huge amorphous blob of ten kids running up and down the court huddled around the ball. They would travel and double dribble all the time but not know that they did it or that it was against the rules. Now they can pass the ball, dribble, and know when they either travel or double dribble. I actually had a kid give up the ball because he realized that he double dribbled the ball tonight. They know how they are supposed to play defense whether they actually do or not because it is very easy for them to get excited and run around. They hustle a lot more, fight for loose balls and are aggressive on defense going for steals although it backfires it's fair share and the other team gets a foul or an easy shot at the basket. They have improved more than any other team out there and above all they are having a good time and thats what it is all about. Hopefully I have instilled some desire for the game of basketball and they stick with it.

On the other hand, the intramural team that I play on is pretty damn awesome for a measley intramural team. We fast break, pass well and grossly outscore our opponents. There are a few things that I wish that I could work on with the team that would improve our game tremendously.

I didn't play tonight but we still won easily by a margin of 40 points or more. I have an injured back from playing a pickup game this past Saturday. I knew that in the first round of the tournament we wouldn't be playing an incredibly good team so it wouldn't matter much without me there on the court. The things that I wish that I could do with this team is punish them for being slack on defense by letting the opponent get off an easy shot or making an easy pass. I like the way that our team plays and passes the ball but the slack defense just kills me sometimes. We have a team that has a lot of previous knowledge of basketball. Not only do we have the knowledge, we put it to use and play smart most of the time.

Another thing that kills our team is our crappy shooting. I don't think that in thirty minutes of basketball, we hit one friggin jump shot. This is another thing that will hurt us when we play some truly good teams beacuse they will pack a zone in tight, not allow the easy inside shots and shut us down because we can't hit an outside shot that will extend the defense. The playoffs will start back up again in mid March and thats when the big competition will come as we progress through the bracket. Although I have been talking crap about my team, we are still a good group by any standard the season with them has been a successful one. I just love coaching and wish that I could coach them like I want so we can execute our offense and defense more precise so that we can roll over even our closest competition. We are 5-0 and still rolling strong. Let me know if you want to come see our tournament games.

that critical point

so check it out. I have to get an apparntment, decide to wait until August to find a house or sign up for campus housing NOW. The time is now and I have no clue what I want to do. I want to live off campus just to get that whole experience under the belt. The other thing is that I want to live on campus around a whole bunch of people that I know and can hang with.

After a bit of thought, what the hell, I may as well just go to University Village and check it out, maybe it isn't as ghetto as it seems.