WRITINGS AND THOUGHTS

April 19th, 2006

This is so much better. I liked oil paintings but it took too long to load. I hath written a poem about it even. That is why this is the page of writings. I am soon launching a blog or two and podcast. Some podcast material has already been recorded.

Twice as nice

I chill with Ice

I long to be touched

to feel the rush

of a page that is loud

without an oil painting background

that takes long to load

suckaz

March 5th, 2006

hey guys, I'm trying out for the show ROCK STAR. I think I have a good chance. what song? i don't. (449 views)

I don't know how it works. I watched one episode. and I was like "this is pretty lame. It needs me and then it would probably pretty damn good television"
alas, first rounds are coming to Lafayette, IN where I will test my frontman skills and put myself to the limit. I'm not sure what I'll sing. I have a few ideas.
I also don't know for what band this. I was trying to think of bands without singers. Alice In Chains? doubtful. I'm crossing my fingers that it is Warzone.
I'm hoping this will propel me into the future that a lot of you have imagined for me. This is a future of grace, style, beautiful vocal skills, and a private jet. On off days, I'm hoping to take one million dollars and give it to the African Union. to help them out, from what I hear on NPR, that place is a mess.
I'm also, thinking of pursuing my dream as a writer. Actually, the real dream I have is of being a writer who can fly over farms and I have to fight this massive guy but everytime I punch him as hard as I can it's like my blow isn't felt. Maybe this is a metaphor for my life and what I really might need is a detour for my life.
I wish I could fly, but I will work out after work to ensure that my blows are felt and well felt.
I also think maybe I should go into politics because I have no skeletons in my closet (aside from some posts). I don't drink or anything and I never have. no cocaine, no marriage to corrupt. I also don't know how often people who work in mailrooms get elected to public office. This could work in my favor or very well against it. I don't know.
I think I would also start a podcast to accompany my website. I can't update my site really from work so it's in ruins so much. I think that Speer would approve.
This is not to say I don't have great things in my life and I do definitely have that but for some reason I will often feel disconnected. I'm looking for a connection. I'm looking for a world of access to help build these connections when what I really need to do is just sit down and draw a picture. After work, after working out and eating a fine dinner, I will draw a picture. That picture will then present itself in this thread.
Be well, do good work, and tgifu,
ALexander Matthew Lesher (T!)

January 28th, 2006
WHY!? I continue to write, but my song it longs for more. mere love will not savour the flavour of your delicious soul and it can only be taken in by wormholes. Here are wormholes. Other new writings soon. I suffer from mass hysteria. And massive but passive writer's block.
January 2nd, 2006::
My plot idea for Lethal Weapon V: Sergeants Riggs and Murtaugh, (Gibson and Glover) are on the case again. This time there up against a mass murderer who just escaped from prison. The two cops get help along the way from old buddies like Chris Rock and Joe Pesci, and new help from there new part Catharine Zeta-Jones!!! (Also starring Rene Russo)!!
January 1st, 2006::
Welcome to 2006 where nothing is as it appears. I decided that this morning would be more than a perfect time to post in my livejournal as I haven't done that in months upon months. I think we should celebrate living. Today only. After this point we can return to business as usual because that is where people are productive. The rest of the world is taking me down with them and public opinion is a farce.
December 30th, 2005::

"oh my god fireman, guess what!? guess what our name is! guess! it's goddamnit!, we're fucked! haha isn't that funny! because goddamnit! we are fucked! that's my father's van over there... in flames. okay! would love to be harassed by the cops but I have a meaaan game of football to play over here at the side of the road."

December 31st, 2005::

" You don't know who I'm talking to
Why? Because...
No one ever did
I feel it coming down my head

It's wolfs blood
It's pumping like it's fucking in my veins
And I feel my vertebrae shaking"

-- Glenn Danzig, 1983