Da Hairs

Before:



During:
My dad had never done this before. We were using my brother's hair clippers.
"Oops" says Dad.
"What do you mean 'oops?!'"


I should have left it like this:


No one will notice, right?


Before/After.


Oh, the things I do for Pine Cove...

-B

Saw this on Postsecret Today

I thought it was fitting since I've said 'goodbye' to a lot of college friends who I won't see for a while.

M U S I C

I know, I know, posting song lyrics is getting old. It's so 2005, not 2008. So, let me take a second to explain why I continue to do so.

I love music. There is so much communication when you listen to a song. There are so many aspects of the song that can effect your feelings. So, my analytical mind wants to dissect it... but I won't let it. Not here. But, here's what I think can convey information from music: lyrics, tempo, key, repeated patterns, crescendos... Doesn't sound too inspiring when listed like this, but it truly does amaze me. I mean really, why does a certain set of notes produce a "minor key" and no matter what you do it's gonna sound sad? How does that happen?! I also love how a person can pick and choose from all of these things to convey a message to the listener. It's pretty fascinating... anyways, here's another.

"Listening to Freddy Mercury" by Emery

Every once in a while I think I'm lying.
Take it to the bank. I believe every word I say.
(This just isn't how, this just isn't how)
Then again this is when you start your prying.
(This just isn't how, this just isn't how)
But there's a thought it could be true.
But this just isn't how I imagined it would be.
With these random people just asking the most personal things.
And to think that somehow I could always come clean.
And you shake your head just like you know what I mean.

You're a Christian tell the sinner find repentance it's your last chance.
You believer, where's your patience?
Answer questions, put on faces.
What about God? For you and for me.

All have fallen short (To see if it's right or wrong to listen to this song.
I don't want you too. To see if you're okay with all the words I say.
It can't be this way)

Somehow, someone is more equal than others.
Depending on the words we choose to say.
A glance at her too long tonight.
But everything I am saying is right in your ears.

We are all the sisters and the brothers.
Until we find we don't believe the same, like...

Gary is getting drunk to forget Sarah.
Sarah is stealing money from her parents.
Aaron is lying straight to Jon.
About Megan and the things that went on.
Jessica is a gossip, Laura is a slut.
Derrick hits Bridget and Ben deals drugs.
Seth spends all his money gambling.
Joey stopped praying.

It is all the same thing.
We are all the same people.
With sinning hearts that make us equal.

Here is my hand, not words said desperately.
It is not our job to make anyone believe.

Tisbury Lane

Why did MAE never release this on their big albums? Second best song by MAE in my book.

"She greets the day with her hair wet
She asks them to vacate the building
Because she's got a plan they don't know yet
And if it goes wrong, there'll be no one to see

If she could just get the word out
God knows she's trying
They're watching her with eyes closed
She's always stuck with the old route
Does anyone knock when they barge in to beat her down?

Will you come back?
It's all she wants to know
She knows she's part of the problem too
Could she let it go?
It'd take a miracle
So that's what I'm praying for

No one can know just how she feels
She won't use the phone, she's too tired to pick it up
She's going back to the old way
She sits in the classroom to learn with the others

Please don't give up when it's easy
Don't you know that me and Jesus will cheer you on?
He's the only one that will be constantly everything you need

Will you come back?
It's all she wants to know
She knows she's part of the problem too
Could she let it go?
It'd take a miracle
So that's what I'm praying for

Yeah
She lives on Tisbury Lane"