Spencer Cash

( Try to break me down, shut me in. Your so called love is wearing thing. And I won't back down, I won't fade away. I'll make it through as long as the music plays. Let the music play. )

I feel like setting up some instruments and a band in the park and doing a Christmas in July concert. Why you ask? Well I'll tell you. It's because I can't seem to get The Waitresses Christmas Wrapping out of my head. I don't find this to be a bad thing, since it's my favorite Christmas song. It's also my own fault. I was playing around with one of the electric guitars (it was Jett. That's right they have names damnit) and when I was tuning it up, I just started playing it. Now it's stuck in my damn head.

I will find away to have a Christmas in July concert damnit...it'll help beat the heat! Who's with me? I'll give out presentssssss!

I am sadly lacking in new music that I really want to listen to. I haven't found an album that I wanted to listen to from start to finish only to get to the end, then wanted to listen to it again right away in forever. I can't remember what the last album was that I even did that for. That's kind of depressing. Then again I don't always buy albums anymore, I buy random songs that are stuck in my head or that I find interesting after randomly listening to a preview.

In other news, I have sunburn on the tops of my ears...of all the places to forget to put sunscrean...I mean really.

Updates!:

Raife:
I can take Renton Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday for that shopping trip. Sorry for the delay in getting back to you, I have been swamped with over the holiday class...junk. Let me know when you want me to take him. I expect dinner or some tasty form as payment ;)

Eli:
I think you've inspired me. I may have to take a drum class next semester. Thus far, I've gotten a practice drum pad and watched a few lessons online. Way to encourage activities that will annoy the fuck out of my neighbors!

Fynn & Ryann:
I want to invite you over for dinner but I don't want to interrupt anything you might have going on, I know you're both pretty busy. So...I guess talk amongst yourselves and pick a date. I promise not to serve up anything food poison inducing. If you want to anyway. If not...fair enough.

Taylor:
Guitar lessons. Join the dark side. Yes? Y'know you want to...! I'll...pose for one of your art classes or something in return, ha!

Other:
I have alternating earworms in the form of Michael Buble's Haven't Met You Yet and John Legend's Everybody Knows. The sad thing is this is not driving me crazy, just making me fidgety, finger tappy, and humhappy.

More Useless Shit:
I need a hair cut. I need to exercise more often. I think I might get some pet fish just so I can make fish faces at them. My computer needs an upgrade possibly, I can't decide. I saw a really pretty blouse at a shop off Main today, need to go back and try it on. I don't want it to possibly rain tomorrow, instead I'd like to go on a nice like walk. Songs today don't utilize enough saxophone or violin in my opinion. Lady Gaga's Teeth scared the crap out of me as it went off with my alarm today and wound up in my dream while I was still asleep and I couldn't get out of the dream in which flying mouths (like RHPS) were singing it at me while flying around and trying to bite me. Gah. Still, I totally love the percussion in that song. Romona at the library is freaking awesome & doled out exactly the books I needed, rock! I have no idea what to put on my Netflix Queue.

The end!

I have been seriously out of touch lately. I've started going back to school, and by going back to school I mean I enrolled in a couple of classes to get the ball rolling again. By a couple of classes I literally mean two. I have the time to devote to being a full time but, eh. I guess that's lazy. Oh well. Anyway.

So I had to fly to NYC a couple of weeks ago and though I was only supposed to be there for two days i wound up there for four thanks to a blizzard. It's not that I mind snow, but I missed a class and had to send proof of my whereabouts - which was no problem, thanks to y'know modern technology. Still. Anyway.

On an off topic note, though I like the Olympics I'm glad it's over and done with. I approve of the Neil Young, William Shatner, Catherine O'Hara, Marty McFly and Michael Buble closing ceremonies even if it looked like Buble was lip syncing the whole thing, but I can see the reasoning behind prerecording for a ceremony like that I guess.

I can't remember what else I had to say so I guess it's not important. The End.

Y'know, I really do dislike that MTV isn't music television but at least MTV2 shows some quality TV like Ren & Stimpy instead of the Real World 96,666,778,222: Atlantis. Or whatever. I refuse to watch that Jersey Shore stuff. I mean really, why must people watch such crappy shows when all the awesome shows get canceled or warped into crap in order to stay on?

PS - Why have Parker Brother or Hasbro or whatever never made a real version of 'Don't Whiz On The Electric Fence'?

I love Sci-fi/Syfy for playing 46 hours of The Twilight Zone, but I always wind up catching the Time Enough At Last episode where poor book-loving banker with coke bottle eyeglasses Henry Bemis just wants to read but has a nasty boss (okay I understand why the boss is pissed) and has the most evil wife on the planet. And then he finally gets what he's always wanted and his glasses break? why couldn't he just get a week or something of reading in the nuclear wasteland of his city before that happened? I mean really. The poor guy.

Also...why was he not a librarian? Why did he go 'hey I'll be a bank teller and I'll marry a bitch who hates reading.'? Plotholes, eh?

I was watching Watchmen (ha, Who watched the Watchmen? Spencer does!) for the millionth time and I honestly think (if I didn't like the graphic novel so much) that this movie is worth watching just for the opening title sequence alone. Bob Dylan's The Times They Are A-Changin' is just an awesome song.

( Private )

( private to Jacob (Royal) )

I haven't done much interesting in the past week aside from work and chill in my room. I've been feeling lethargic I think. I don't like it.

[Obligatory block from passengers for the sake of my job]
I was hoping to avoid writing this out but after twenty-three days in a row, I feel it is necessary to vent:

Dear Frat Boy. Yes you. The one who drinks Jameson like it's water and his liver is invincible? You, the one who wear two different polo shirts with the collar popped all the time? You know who you are. It is not necessary to scream 'Free Bird' every effin' time you see someone on stage. More importantly, if someone is at a piano playing lounge versions of songs, they are not going to play 'Free Bird'. In fact, you have permanently ruined my view of the song and I've had people shouting that at me on stage for years now. Congratulations on being obnoxious. Put the bottle down and get back to class, okay?

In summation, that's enough frat boy. That's enough. or get kicked out of your semester at sea already for your obnoxious partying, geeze.

Heyyyy party people! I had some early afternoon shows today which means I am free for tonight! I need to go do something, something that involves some drunken debauchery. Who's with me? Raife(if you don't have work or child rearing!)? Nomi? Ev? Absolutely anyone? Speak now or forever be boring! (At least for the rest of the night anyhow.)

Today is so sad between Farrah Fawcett and MJ.

I have a show tonight in Imagination. I think I'm gonna have to make it a Michael Jackson themed night. Anyone want to help me do some MJ covers?


ALSO:
A toast, to the late king of pop: *claps hands* MAMA SE MAMA SA MAMA CU SA! MAMA SE MAMA SA MAMA CU SA! MAMA SE MAMA SA MAMA CU SA! MAMA SE MAMA SA MAMA CU SA! MAMA SE MAMA SA MAMA CU SA!

Now back to your regularly scheduled programming.

( private )

I'm feeling restless.

I know you're supposed to love your family and...blood is thicker than water and blah blah blah all that fairy tale shit, but...seriously. I wish I was adopted. Does this make me horrible or something?

OMG! OMG! NOMINOMINOMI! I'VE FOUND THE MOST PERFECTLY NAMED RESEARCH INSTITUTE EVERRRRRR! I WISH I KNEW THIS BEFORE!

You have to know this is tata related...

[Private to Naomi]
[[A picture of Spencer's boobs cleverly painted into bullseyes in a lovely bright red shade of lipstick]]
TATAS FOR NOW, NOMI!
[/Private]

I am severely sleep deprived. I thought I'd sleep on the plane but, eh. Seriously, Bon Jovi had it right - Til they roll me over and lay my bones to rest, gonna live while I'm alive, I'll sleep when I'm dead.

And anyway, sleep deprivation is very good for songwriting. Maybe I'll rustle me up a jacket and go find a place to pluck some strings. Yeehaa! Later, kids!

( Twenty, twenty, twenty-four hours to go! I wanna be sedated! )

In short today was a fantastic send off before heading to the retreat tomorrow. I'm still all amped up though. I guess I'll have to sleep on the plane! Anyone up for booty shakin' and tasty beverages? My magic words are: my treat!

Any takers?

Nomi this means you! I'll need a roomie fix before a week long drought! I promise not to document your drunken sexual advances toward me!

A list....of Spencer's party people from May 18th through May 23rd:


( TA-DA! )

SO! Who wants to tell me what this retreat stuff's all about. And will bringing my guitar disrupt the delicate balance of whacky retreat-ness? Please note that saying yes to this question shall not deter me from bringing my baby along...just sayin'!

EDIT: OH shit! We get to ride horses? GIDDY-UP!

EDIT2: And I quote: "For the adventurous spirit, GreyWolf Ranch offers two authentic Tee-Pees for our guests to sleep in or for a camp fire sing-a-long." SIGN ME UP! WHO'S WITH ME!?!?!

Okay so, seriously, I don't mean to sound like a total whore, but...did you ever just hear a particular song and for the rest of the day you're filled with the urge to go find someone to makeout in a corner with while its on repeat all night?

Yeah, I know its kinda high-schoolish but some kinds of music do these things to me.......!

I am bored off my booty and extremely hyper so!


Karaoke @ Imagination........Who's with me?