knifeboy

took a train a couple days back to NYC. trains are really nice if you don't mind stupid people who can't tell where they are and that they have missed their stop because they claim no one told them they were supposed to get off the train. . .

highlights:
-got to see my mom, shes overworked but enjoying it
-went to MOMA (museum of modern art) and saw a number of my favorite paintings in real life which makes me very happy
-saw bits and pieces of st. patricks day (wasn't with my friends so it didn't matter to me so much that i didn't get wasted)
-saw blue man group. . .

heres the thing. i listen to blue man group sometimes when i go to sleep, i find that i dream more vividly and of more interesting things when i go to sleep with music on. the wierder the music the wierder the dream. bmg has given me some awesome dreams in the past so i really wanted to go see them live. they played a whole bunch of songs from the cd that i have which was crazy. . .

it felt like i was dreaming all over again.

so all in all the trip was great. chalk one up to NY which is i think the first time i tip my hat to that city. so i am back in prov now and not that happy to be here. same demons are creeping back up from the corners of this place that i call home and if i didn't know how to deal with them then, i sure as shit don't know how to deal with them now.

some people i will never understand.

on my computer as i write this:
blue man group - the complex (the whole cd)