Tuesday, March 31, 2009

see the likeness?

See the likeness? Both like younger girls. Both full of passion. Both cute. Both love Europe. Both ride "Made in USA" all carbonTrek Madone 6.9's Pro Red @ about 14.3 lbs out of the box. Both had broken collarbones that required plates over the bone with a ton of screws. I broke the one the way I vote, he did the same or so I guess. I love Austin, TX. He loves Austin. His pic pre cut. My pic post cut hence the smile. Both completed a racing season on our bicycle after our injury...wait... Never say never. You dig?

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Saturday, March 28, 2009

austin on ann arbor (the mitten & its peps)

Four days without a bike ride was a needed rest...and sometimes you need one just to see what normal is in a crazy world. Thank-you for being you.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

basement + words.


It takes a boy to say, "I like you," a player to say, "I want you." and a man to say, "Baby I love you." I have done all three, however I am not sure what that means but have a Paczki while I go for a bike ride. It is the American way.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

moving me. heavy rotation.



American Idol sucks ass and is waste of time and resources. Check this. Do you know Brett Dennen? You heard it here; hear? And I heard it from my heart and we share our toys. I am stoked, honored & I'd be lying if i said I was not a bit scared. Much love as hard as life may be at times it is good to have friends near and far - I remain yours in mind, body and spirit - as always - dan k

There ain’t no reason things are this way.
Its how they always been and they intend to stay.
I can't explain why we live this way, we do it everyday.
Preachers on the podium speakin’ of saints in seance,
Prophets on the sidewalk beggin’ for change,
Old ladies laughing from the fire escape, cursing my name.
I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same,
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing,
You can spend your whole life workin’ for something
Just to have it taken away.
People walk around pushing back their debts,
Wearing pay checks like necklaces and bracelets,
Talking ‘bout nothing, not thinking ‘bout death,
Every little heartbeat, every little breath.
People walk a tight rope on a razors edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons.
It could be a bomb or a bullet or a pen
Or a thought or a word or a sentence.

There Ain't no reason things are this way.
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I don’t know why I say the things I say, but I say them anyway.
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free,I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set me free, yes.

Prison walls still standing tall,
Some things never change at all.

Keep on buildin’ prisons, gonna fill them all,
Keep on buildin’ bombs, gonna drop them all.
Working your fingers bear to the bone,
Breaking your back, make you sell your soul.
Like a lung that’s filled with coal, suffocatin’ slow.
The wind blows wild and I may move,
The politicians lie and I am not fooled.
You don't need no reason or a three piece suit to argue the truth.
The air on my skin and the world under my toes,
Slavery stitched into the fabric of my clothes,
Chaos and commotion wherever I go, love I try to follow.

Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set me free, yes.

There ain't no reason things are this way
It’s how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way, we do it everyday.