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The End of an Era Low music is my drug of choice. corporal barrientos homecoming on the sunnier side.... do you ever really know somebody? so close to home..... DCA- Cancer Killer? Karaoke in Bakersfield? I never knew.... February 07 March 07 April 07 May 07 June 07 July 07 August 07 September 07 October 07 November 07 December 07 January 08 February 08 March 08 April 08 May 08 June 08 July 08 August 08 September 08 October 08 November 08 December 08 January 09 February 09 March 09 April 09 May 09 June 09 July 09 August 09 September 09 October 09 November 09
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So, as i've gotten older i've kind of veered away from hitting the bars downtown. So much drama, so many younger crowds, so many cops and the bars down there have just changed drastically in the past 6 years. I remember when i first turned 21 and I was soooooooo excited to finally go downtown to hang out at bars, not at jerry's or the gate or the stupid bus terminal lol. It was so much fun, going out everynight, no worries, just patron and budweiser. Going to work with a hangover? Nothin a lil coffee and a breakfast burger from carls jr. couldn't fix.... Oh how times have changed..... Friends have grown apart, moved away, some have even died.... Kids, families, marriage, hardships, unemployment, addiction and just life in general have come between us and the good ol' days. Don't get me wrong, my group and I sitll enjoy a night out together about once every one or two weeks. I, personally, get to head out to karaoke twice a week if I so choose.... And choose I did about a week ago. My best friend (since i was 4) called me up and invited me to karaoke at rileys with her and some co workers. At first i was hesitant because rileys is the worst bar down there. On the weekends they started charging 5 bucks at the door (and let me say, when i lived in vegas i NEVER paid to get into a nightclub on the STRIP), the clientele totally changed there, it was waaaaaaaaaaaaay to crowded, overpriced drinks, it always smells like pee and sweat (i know, gross, right?) and the bathrooms are pretty much always disgusting..... Buuuuuuuuuuuut it was a monday, so i obliged her and met her down there. Now, everytime i go downtown i try to remember the good times her and i had down there sooooooooooo many times. It never ends up that way these days. A few months back we were in there and we were buzzed and dancing and she set her purse down on the floor between us and next thing we know we are watching some broad walk out of the back door with it..... Needless to say we confronted her and got her purse back, we headed to the bar and ordered another beer a piece and as we stood there enjoying our cold one, i see jessica's face come flying towards mine only to look behind her to see the chick who tried to jack her purse, running towards the back door. THAT GIRL OPEN HAND SLAPPED MY FRIEND IN THE BACK OF HER HEAD BECAUSE SHE GOT CAUGHT TRYING TO STEAL!!!! I vowed never to go back to riley's after that and i didn't. until that monday a week or so ago.... And what a sad monday it was.... The bar is bare. There are hardly any bottles of liquor, they were out of a few types of beers they generally carry, so we had to know WTF? So we Inquired with the bartender and we were sadly informed that riley's was being sold off and shut down!!!! Instantly, my rileys life flashed before my eyes.... I started remembering all the stupid dances we'd done on the dance floor, many nights of karaoke, getting roofied by the 3 mikes from santa cruz (crappy memory, but still, a memory), jess splitting her pants numerous times from droppin it TOO hot (lol), all the friends we made, after parties with people we'd met at rileys that turned into some of the funnest nights ever, tons and tons of beers, patron shots and jager bombs, and mine and jess' favorite picture together was taken there.... i spent my 21st birthday there. So as much as i grew to despise going down there, i was very disheartened when i was given this information.... So, i raise my glass and make a toast to rileys tavern: Thanks for the great times, pictures that will last a lifetime, memories that will last an eternity and the opportunity to have spent a lot of time and money in your establishment. This surely, is the end of an era.
Walking aimlessly through this life Filled with so much heartache, so much strife Im so lost within myself now Theres no other way but down Already been to my highest point I guess now it's all low So many tears stream down my face You really put me in my place Took me to my highest peak Now i just can't seem to get back on my feet I miss you so much its tearing my soul My heart is so completely broke Never thought you would leave Makes me sick, your promises i believed Now i sit here and wonder why Your goodbye was so dry I had no idea you could be so cold The past few years have caused me to fold Yet all of my dreams are still of you And still when i look to the future you're there too.......... (this poem is a few months old, just thought i'd post) so as i skipped through my ipod to find some crossfade i started to notice how all my years of loving music has created a vast universe of listening variety. it literally went from, bob marley to breaking benjamin from jimi hendrix to john legend and so on. whenever people i don't really know ride in my truck and my speakers go from blaring eek a mouse to tupac to the deftones they usually only know who tupac is and that is sad to me. people are so musically prejudice, they only like to listen to what they grew up listening to, i guess i was lucky enough to grow up around pretty musically diverse people. it cracks me up when people try to base personality on the music someone listens to, they'd be like this broad is a lil of everything, which is exactly right! i just love music, from everywhere and i don't discriminate. i never hate on bands or singers even if i think they suck! because no matter what i think, they're doin the damn thang and that's awesome! there is a type of music for every emotion i;'ve ever felt, a song i can relate something goin on in my life to and that is a hella powerful thing. for someone you don't even know to write something, verbalize it and be able to make you laugh, cry, or reminisce. a song that you can hear two lines of and be taken right back to a party you were at in 10th grade. NOTHING on the face of this earth has the power to do that EXCEPT music. ahhhhhh i just had to say that. i feel better.... you guys should share some of your favorite songs and what they mean to you or how they helped you or a memory they bring back. good times. i feel bad this guy is being bombarded by news media, high schoolers he doesn't know and random people just waiting. how embarasing!!!! he's been through soooooo much, and i don't think it's right people are all up in his business the minute he steps off the plane! if people did that to my husband he would freak! soldiers do not become soldiers for glitz and glamour! they don't do the things they do to be recognized! it's their job! ugh i am so frustrated with this. im watching him right now and he looks overhwlemed. i understand people appreciate what our soldiers do, but i am sure his family would like to have him to themselves for a minute. maybe im just selfish but when my husband came back from walter reed, i didn't want to share him with anyone!!! and when he camehome he didn't want to do interviews and he gets weirded out when people tell him *thank you for what you do for us* it what he enlisted for, there is no need for thanks. i know this is going to piss people off, but unless you have been in this situation you have no idea how weird it feels. im just venting. so spring is approaching, the weather is absolutely BEAUTIFUL and there is NOTHING going on outdoors! when do the outdoor concerts start?! sunshine, cool breezes, good food and some good bands.... anyone have info?
so i was just sitting here typing an e mail to a friend of mine i met in las vegas, and when i lived there, we used to hang out often, i assumed i knew him fairly well. then he revealed some stuff to me and i was like, how do you really ever know that you really know someone? then i sit here and think about all my friends i have known and hung around with for at least 12 years, we still all hang out, and i am like, do i really know them? what secrets do they have? is there something everyone holds for themselves, something they never, ever tell anyone else? i even find myself wondering how well i really know the people closest to me, my husband, people in my family. it's like when someone does something you never suspected them to be capeable of and you're like WTF, i so thought i knew them better then that..... or is it just that people are in a constant state of change, or maybe they don't consider the things they never share with anyone to be that big of a deal..... i mean you see these shows, like montel and such, they have these women who were married to serial killers and they had no idea. those women thought they really knew that man they married and slept in the same bed with everynight, only to find out years later they were terrible maniacs. i don't know, i just struggle with these random thoughts from time to time and must post. my mind is crazy. i had to share this thought. get yer wheels turning.
Caine Morgan 1980-2007. you will be missed man. you were one of the nicest people i have ever met in my life. like they say, only the good die young, i wish i could've said goodbye.
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