Rise and Fall

I always said that I was gonna make it,
Now it's plain for everyone to see,
But this game I'm in don't take no prisoners,
Just casualties,
I know that everything is gonna change,
Even the friends I knew before me go,
But this dream is the life I've been searching for,
Started believing that I was the greatest,
My life was never gonna be the same,
Cause with the money came a different status,
That's when things change,
Now I'm too concerned with all the things I own,
Blinded by all the pretty girls I see,
I'm beginning to lose my integrity

Sometimes in life you feel the fight is over,
And it seems as though the writings on the wall,
Superstar you finally made it,
But once your picture becomes tainted,
It's what they call,
The rise and fall!

I want you to remember this moment

This is the moment when everything is going to start to go wrong!

Fans :)

Kj (9:02:12 PM): But as I say, well done, you! I will eat some havarti in your name this very day.

Kj (9:02:18 PM): served on a Lego plate.

superior Soul (9:02:37 PM): nice

Kj (9:02:41 PM): What do you do when you're not blogging?

superior Soul (9:02:47 PM): Business

superior Soul (9:02:49 PM): Finance

superior Soul (9:02:55 PM): anyway

Kj (9:02:56 PM): <-- TV producer/writer/researcher

superior Soul (9:02:57 PM): i gtg

superior Soul (9:02:59 PM): ttyl?

Kj (9:03:02 PM): You go, boy

superior Soul (9:03:04 PM): nice

superior Soul (9:03:06 PM): where?

Kj (9:03:06 PM): ttyl

Kj (9:03:10 PM): Inside the Actors Studio

Kj (9:03:11 PM): In NYC

superior Soul (9:03:14 PM): lol

superior Soul (9:03:16 PM): hehe

superior Soul (9:03:19 PM): not james Lipton

superior Soul (9:03:20 PM): lol

superior Soul (9:03:22 PM): lol

Kj (9:03:23 PM): i work for him

Kj (9:03:24 PM): Yes

superior Soul (9:03:28 PM): that's great

Kj (9:03:35 PM): Your blog was sent to me by John Podhoretz

superior Soul (9:03:40 PM): tell him mad props for his rendition of popozao

Kj (9:03:47 PM): Word up, baby!

superior Soul (9:03:53 PM): who is John podhoretz?

Kj (9:03:56 PM): J-Lip indahouz!

Kj (9:04:02 PM): He writes for the Corner on the National Review

Kj (9:04:13 PM): he's sort of a libertarianish neoish con guy

Kj (9:04:37 PM): And Lippy's a bit of a Lefty

superior Soul (9:04:51 PM): ohhhh

superior Soul (9:04:54 PM): fgotcha

Kj (9:04:55 PM): One quick question before you go: HOW THE HELL DO YOU SURVIVE DRIVING ON CAIRO STREETS?!

superior Soul (9:05:04 PM): I don't

superior Soul (9:05:09 PM): I take cabs

superior Soul (9:05:13 PM): I ain't crazy

Kj (9:05:14 PM): Good. Man, them cairo drivers are NUTZ

superior Soul (9:05:22 PM): nor do I desire the extra headaches and stress

superior Soul (9:05:26 PM): that they are

superior Soul (9:05:31 PM): we drive like fish swim

Kj (9:05:42 PM): Arright. Smoke a quick bowla hooka for me, pally

Kj (9:05:55 PM): And rock on witcho bad sef

Kj (9:06:02 PM): as t'wee

Kj (9:06:06 PM): twere

superior Soul (9:06:25 PM): ok

superior Soul (9:06:27 PM): lata

superior Soul (9:06:34 PM): and popozao

Kj (9:06:40 PM): BRING DAT ASS!

Kj (9:06:44 PM): siggghhhh

The Blower's daughter

And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is (he has)
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

And so it is (he has)
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is (he has)
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say you better want to
Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new

Damien Rice, The Blower's daughter

Such a good movie

Dan: I want Anna back.
Larry: She's made her choice.
Dan: I owe you an apology. I fell in love with her. My intention was not to make you suffer.
Larry: So where's the apology? Ya cunt.
Dan: I apologize. If you love her you'll let her go so she can be happy.
Larry: She doesn't want to be happy.
Dan: Everybody wants to be happy.
Larry: Depressives don't. They want to be unhappy to confirm they're depressed. If they were happy they couldn't be depressed anymore. They'd have to go out into the world and live. Which can be depressing.
Dan: You love her like a dog loves its owner.
Larry: And the owner loves the dog for so doing.
Dan: You'll hurt her. You'll never forgive her.
Larry: Of course I'll forgive her. I *have* forgiven her. Without forgiveness we're savages. You're drowning.

Closer