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?
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.
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.
Me and my bike... My Valentine’s Day you ask; a bit late, but full of love. There was no mistletoe on Christmas 2008 and thus no kiss of relevancy. There was my heart on Valentine’s Day, but no physical other to share mine with. Well I don’t like organized activities as awhole, I do like organic gatherings. Holidays that involve capital as I am not a capitalist, I am not down with. On that list of organized holidays however are Halloween and Valentine’s Day. These are somewhat acceptable, if only a reminder to step outside yourself and look, giggle and guffaw at your body, your “self.” Who doesn’t like to dress as if they are not them...if only for a moment? Laugh not at the image but laugh at what sometimes we can lose sight of, well. I’ll speak for myself, what I can lose sight of sometimes is me. Every 3-4 months “Dan the policeman” knocks on my door to check in with “Dan the man” to make sure I he staying true to himself. Sometimes I arrest myself and spend the night in a jail with no walls or bars but somehow I am stuck a prisoner of my own mind. Some days the losing myself means finding a new me, a lost me or just me; even that which is “not me,” (or in French Nott Mee.) Sometimes it includes the same words just said in the previous sentence but regarding others, friends and foes (the finding of them!). Finding new places to go in my mind as well is one of my favorite things to do. There is no valentine today, tomorrow or the next, only the idea of having a valentine other than myself, like my alter ego cop that arrests me, I will be my own cupid this year fortunate as equally as it is sad. Now that all sounds too serious so if you want a real holiday perhaps try Ground Hog Day with Punxsutawney Phil. F’kin A’. (space) My favorite Wacko’s are not from Waco, they are from Pennsylvania-I mean that. People come by the droves to catch a peak at a ground hog every February 2 nd. Just 23 days ago Punxsutawney Phil promised 6 more weeks of winter that means we have three more weeks of it ending March 15 or so. Ah, the Ides of March. Actually I could live in Texas (Austin) only. Can’t stand Republicans. In fact if I was on match.com I think I would put that. Yes, in fact, I would put that. Can’t stand Republicans. Wait a minute, furthermore my profile would read something like this, ladies take note… Things to know about me: single, cute (that’s subjective) and educated (sort of) guy booked some weekend days in spring-fall for bicycle racing, typically mountain bike racing. That is way more adventurous than riding on the road. It’s my passion and I get high doing it. Sure you can come. How sweet. They even have kids races, it is so cute. Never been to a titty bar, never want to go but sexuality should not be ignored either. There is nothing more important than a kiss, it should be like a snowflake no two should be the same. The kiss is the entry to the soul. Hydration is key to a healthy life. I love to see people kiss…I love communication. I can climb mountains like a mother fucker. I am so easy going BUT…if you go to the shooting range, like to hunt, frequent sporting events as a spectator more than 1 a month, play video games more than 1 hour a week, watch tons of TV or sports on TV, wear tons of makeup or are conservative or ultra conservative, it’s probably not worth your time to check me out. Must have job and sleep not more than 8 hours a day/average. If I need to be a stay at home dad, I will.
Deep fried dough. Paczki. Just what the doctor (without national health care) ordered. He/she gets paid to service fat asses. Capitalism obviously doesn’t work. How secure is your job or your friends? When will employers stop asking employees, “How many units were sold,” but rather ask, “How was the customer experience?” Date me and have a better customer experience, for I am not a unit. A girlfriend of mine actually cheated on her then boyfriend with me. Human nature = capitalism = need for 'Policeman Dan'. Knock knock knock. Dan says, "You are under arrest, for loving too many units & eating too many Paczki’s. Come out with your communication guns loaded and lay your words down." I live in a mini Austin, TX, its called Ann Arbor. I live in Michigan. I am branded, but not stagnant. I am grounded but not stuck. I am what I am and that’s all that I am. Nuff. Not snuff. That’s for units. This is what I think about when I ride my bike. Peace. See you soon. My Valentine. I heart Austin. I heart u!!!
