Pancakes, the easiest thing to make…Or not!

I haven’t blogged in a week, and I feel bad. I have been lazy, but reading Irish’s blog has made me feel like…blogging.

Lets go back to last Sunday. The 27th of April I believe. After watching foodTV from about 9pm to about 1am, I decided that for the first time in a long time, I’m going to make pancakes tomorrow morning. I’ve made em’ soo many times, I used to be pro. Then I stopped…and made my dad or mum make them

So anyways, woke up early the next morning, and was off. Got the pancake mix ( no I didn’t make them from scratch ) the milk, and the eggs. Put them all into my Magic Bullet. I was excited, I hadn’t made pancakes in a long while. Anyways, started the Bullet, blah blah blah. It mixed, but at the base of the thing, the mix didn’t mix with the milk and eggs, so it was still powder. You’d expect that to be fixed in like a second, but no. Not when Gator wants to make pancakes. An hour later, and finally the MIX is done. During that hour, I switched blades, and did everything. Then I saw, a huge crack in the one of the blades. Thats why. Too late anyways, the mix and spilt and splurted out everywhere. My dad walked into the Kitchen. I look at him, and he starts laughing…and then went upstairs. How very supporting.

I then decided to kick it Old School. Took out the mixture from the Bullet, but it into a bowl, and mixed it till my hands hurt. That was in about 2 minutes. Then put it back, used the CORRECT AND FIXED blade, and pulverized it for about 5 seconds. Finally.

I was in a very experimental mood after that. I didn’t want to add Oregano, as Irish would’ve probably hinted to do, but I did add some Swiss Miss hot chocolate mix. And, some Quaker Oats Instant Oatmeal flakes. Blended it together, the result. Brown-ness. It was wicked.

Then finally, a good 20-30 minutes later, I finished making the batch.
Result: They tasted pretty good. I guess it really is true that if you make something on your own it taste good, cause to me it tasted outta this world, and my brother didn’t really like em’.

I lie I lie, they were good and got good reviews from my dad and brother.

Well thats pretty much it. Something that should be made in about half an hour, took an hour and a half for me. Doesn’t matter.

Thanks for reading anyways,
Just standing out,
Danny

Saturday.

*Sigh*.
I’ve got quite a bit to do today. Well actually, its not that much, I just feel like relaxing…again.

There’s my Phys Ed collage on conflict, for which I chose Stereotypes. Hopefully I can get enough pics to explain, and that my dad fixes the colour ink problem in our printer

Then I’ve got Math…Unit 6.1
I’ve almost done it…it’s really easy stuff.

Then, I really want to finish working on the song I’ve come up with. I’ve got the chorus, and a bridge I guess. Just for guitar tho. I wanna make an intro, verse probably, and then write some lyrics.

This time, I really want to just sit down and write them. I’m always too lazy, and get Jay to come up with the material and songs. I feel different now, I think I’ll do it myself.

I also want to install the Sims 2 properly, and hope it works. I want to build houses!

Anyways, just barfing out random stuff.

Cheerio, and Good Morning Brampton ,

Just Standing Out,

Danny

1979 – Smashing Pumpkins

I really wanted to write the Lyrics of The Week last night, but if I did I would’ve forgotten about this song, and written about some Green Day.

Smashing Pumpkins…as Brent would say, the band everyone knows, but doesn’t know.
Brent showed me this song on Thursday, while talking to him about The Pumpkins after I had jammed up with my brother. Turns out that he used to listen to them too.

The Pumpkins are usually a hardcore punk/alternative band. No pansy stuff, and lyrics about girls all the time. They actually think through their lyrics. Then they also have some nice mellow stuff, like this song. It’s really why I think so many people used to like these guys, they can use and collaborate mellow and crunchy stuff into their songs. Best of both worlds. Enjoy this one people, it goes out to everyone who has remembered/missed/re-live their fun past

Shakedown 1979
Cool kids never have the time
On a live wire right up off the street
You and I should meet
Junebug skipping like a stone
With the headlights pointed at the dawn
We were sure we’d never see an end to it all

And I don’t even care to shake these zipper blues
And we don’t know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below

Double cross the vacant and the bored
They’re not sure just what we have in store
Morphine city slippin’ dues down to see

That we don’t even care as restless as we are
We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts
And poured cement, lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we thought we’d go
Beneath the sound of hope

Justine never knew the rules,
Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls
No apologies ever need be made
I know you better than you fake it to see

That we don’t even care to shake these zipper blues
And we don’t know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of now
As you see there’s no one around

Some wicked stuff in my opinion. While reading through the lyrics, I saw that you can interpret them in many different ways. This song is open to interpretation really. Surfing the net as well, different people have different idea’s of what it is. They’re all basically right.

It’s about teenagers, and growing up and all that. In detail, that’s for you to find out from the song.

Billy wrote this song about his past. What 1979 was for him; its a nostalgia basically.

Personally, I can really relate to this song, because reading Billy’s nostalgia, I get the same atmosphere as mine. Everythings just fun and carefree. Thats how it was for Jay and I before. Hanging out with the twins, Aceto, Blondie and Orangehead. Good times.

Anyways, awesome song, thought I’d keep this one pretty simple. Enjoy the vid.

Peace and Rock On,

Just Standing Out,

Danny

 

Welcome Irish!

Just wanted to shout out to Irish, who made her own wordpress blog tonight! Check it out at www.strikeaviolentpose.com ! Good stuff to come from that site.

To give you a breakdown of Irish, she’s one of the coolest dudette’s I know. We talk about music and cooking like…all the time. She’s the only I know who actually wants to be a chef like me, and she’s like my twin sister I never had

We’re soo cool we have our own nicknames yo! Her’s is Irish, but her real name is Anna. And mine is Alligator!

She’s really cool, and expect some quality stuff from her blog.

Cheers and Kudos to Irish!

Good luck chick!

Just Standing Out,

Danny ( Alligator )

Cleaning Up The Spiderwebs In My Head.

Hmmm. Yet another Friday. Friday’s are supposed to be our punk party days. We haven’t had one for the 2nd week running. People missing in action today.

Our Punk Party’s are the best. It first happened around 5 – 6 weeks ago. Alex and Patrick were supposed to come with my to visit the peeps at St. Cecilia, but I didn’t see them after school, so I left for home. Turning the corner to my house who do I see on the green box? Alex and Patrick!

It started off there, we visited St. Cecilia, and Jay caught up with us. He wasn’t feeling too good that day, at all. That day was soo amazing. Everything was in its right place. We saw the twins, after like ages. We actually spent the whole day outside, after like ages. After catching up with the twins for a bit, we went to get Zaid, better known as  ” Habibi! ” We went to Timmies, where our now manager friend Tom bursted Balalex’s bubble by saying that they don’t accept Timmy Card’s. Anyways, Alex ate and all of that, not to mention fooling around, we ran around the neighbourhood as usual, running up snow mountains.

We then crashed at Jay’s house, which is where the term Punk Party began. No there was no drugs and alcohol, and there never will be. There was music. A whole lotta blink-182 and Plus 44, and some random music as well. It was just stellar. Laying on the couches, just Jay, Zaid, Alex, Patrick, and Danny. 2 Hip-Hop songs were played, which Habibi danced too. He’s wicked

Anyways, just remembering some good times. The next week we had a new dude join the ranks. Brent, who I will write about in more detail on another post. Ben was also there. That night wasn’t as good as the first, but it was hilarious. Making fun of Patrick and Zaid Hahaha, if Alex is reading this she’s probably laughing That night ended with Alex not wanting to move from the couch

Next gathering was at the movies! This time we had a huge crowd. Sadly Brent couldn’t make it    We took up like a whole row at the cinema! There was Nikki, Kat, KD, Brat, Jay, Alex, Patrick, Kim, Anna Banana, and Danny! That was pretty sick too.

But yea, this post isn’t about Punk Party’s. More like to empty out all the stuff in my head. Have never done this before, so expect radical writing styles.

Well, Jay’s not here. He’s in Chicago or St. Louis, which ever one works. Miss him alot! Hope he’s doing okay, having a good time and all that sappy stuff that usually works.

I’ve seemed to notice that I really love capital letters. Take my blog title for example. It should be Cleaning up the spiderwebs in my head. But no. To me, that just looks horrible, wrong, and boring. So I use capitals

Random much? Very. Sometimes random is good.

My dudettes from St. Cecilia are back from Quebec! I say dudettes cause all the guys there have changed, and aren’t deemed dude’s in my eyes. Then again, I’m a bit ticked with some of the dudettes too.  A handful of them have changed alot, ever since Jay and I left the school. It used to be home to us, now I have no idea what the current students have done to it, not to forget to mention the principal, but its not a home anymore. One chick changed alot. She was soo cool last year, not to mention hyper. Now she’s just…different. Oh well, no names. Hopefully next year she’ll get back down to Earth.

I wish I could’ve gone to see the kids get back from Quebec, but my bro didn’t tell me when they’re arriving! Darn.

10:16 pm. Still writing, listening to some Prog. Good stuff. Still have to do Lyrics of The Week.

Jay and I are making big changes. We want to bring back our amazing past. In other words, we want to go outside, and do insane things. Just like old times. Randomnly appearing at people’s houses and hanging out. Venditti twins, that means we’re going to be visiting pretty soon It’s been a long while

That used to be fun, hanging out with the Venditti twins, and then hop over to Chris Aceto’s, then go bug Gillian and Caitlin. Life was careless, and carefree. We shall re-live that soon. Very soon I hope.

I’d also like to give a massive shout out to Irish ( Anna ) and to Nikki. They’ve been keeping me alotta company the past few weeks. Kudos to you two

Whatelse is there? * Searches brain *

I think I’ve almost cleared out most of the Spiderwebs here, and it feels good.

10:27 pm. Funny convo with Irish. Ending of In The Presence of Enemies. Creeping into Repentance.

I hope Sims 2 works. Lol.

” There’s an Alligator In My Kitchen! “

Very funny T.V. woman, way to go. Steve Irwin would be proud.

I’m soo happy I randomnly thought of The Smashing Pumpkins. Awesome band. Thanks Brent for pointing out some good songs too.

Still debating whether to keep my sideburns as long as they are, or whether to cut em short.

Help.

Fitter Happier. Very good.

Computer’s will take over the world.

Big. Blue. Deep.

Police Say Calgary Killing Likely Murder – Suicide.

I think I’ll go for a long run tomorrow morning.

Alright, I’m good. Gonna wrap up this post for now, Thanks to whoever actually reads this. Please leave a comment world, whoever reads my blog. I like staring and reading them, cause so far they’re really good. Kudos to comment post-er’s.

Gnite World,

Just Standing Out,

Danny ( Alligator )

Videotape – Radiohead

Thought I’d keep this one on the short side. Radiohead. Psychotic band…extremely psychadelic. I guess working at a mental asylum really helped Mr. Thom Yorke. I love them, their lyrics and creativity defy the term Art Rock, and creativity. Anyways, this song is very relevant to my mood right now, so here goes this week’s Song/Lyrics of the Week.

 

When I’m at the pearly gates
This’ll be on my videotape
my videotape

When Mephistopheles is just beneath
And he’s reaching up to grab me

This is one for the good days
And I have it all here
In red blue green
Red blue green

You are my centre when I spin away
Out of control on videotape
On videotape

This is my way of saying goodbye
Because I can’t do it face to face

No matter what happens now
I won’t be afraid
Because I know today has been the most perfect day I’ve ever seen.

*Mephistopheles is a demon, and is also the demon that you sell your soul to.

 I think this song is beautiful. Incase you haven’t figured what its about, its about death. Yes, dying, and seeing the white light. What I love soo much is that whoever Thom was writing this song about was happy and content with his life, and didn’t see dying as a sad thing. He was ready to die. He was happy with the last moment he had alive. I think it looks like he’s videotaping his last day alive, and he’s really happy about it. As he said at the end, whatever happens now, he’ll be alright with it, because he just had the most perfect day in his life. It really goes to show, how people should see life and death. Live the day to your fullest like the guy in the song, and be prepared. I’d hate to die and regret not doing this and that.

This dude on this website summed up the song in a few sentences. I think its straight on.

” Imagine living as though death was not a worry and no harm could come of it because you found true purpose and experienced happiness and love so grand that everything else seemed arbitrary in comparison. I think that is what this song is about. “

http://www.enthalpy.net/archives/000886.html

Check out Radiohead, you won’t regret it

Just Standing Out,

Danny

Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence – Dream Theater

I just realized something. I’m a lyric freak…yes, freak. I’m obsessed with amazing lyrics, mostly psychadelic-ish and art-ish lyrics, but mainly just good lyrics.

I also hate the fact that people don’t even pay attention to the lyrics! How does that happen…honestly. And on top of that, some people can’t even notice or differentiate between really good lyrics, or the normal garbage.

So I came up with the idea..Lyrics Of The Week. Just posting my favourite lyrics of songs, with a new song every week. This way, people who can’t understand the damn lyrics will get to understanding them

This one goes out to everyone who appreciates good music/lyrics.

 

I. OVERTURE [06:49]
(instrumental)

II. ABOUT TO CRASH – [lyrics by John Petrucci] [05:51]

She can’t stop pacing
She never felt so alive
Her thoughts are racing
Set on overdrive

It takes a village
This she knows is true
they’re expecting her
And she’s got work to do

He helplessly stands by
It’s meaningless to try
As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
He says I’ve never seen her get this bad

Even though she seems so high
He knows that she can’t fly
and when she falls out of the sky
He’ll be standing by

She was raised in a small midwestern town
By a charming and eccentric loving father
She was praised as the perfect teenage girl
And everyone thought highly of her

And she tried everyday
With endless drive
To make the grade
Then one day
She woke up to find
The perfect girl
Had lost her mind

Once barely taking a break
Now she sleeps the days away
She helplessly stands by
It’s meaningless to try
All she wants to do is cry
No one ever knew she was so sad

Cause even though she gets so high
And thinks that she can fly
She will fall out of the sky
But in the face of misery
She found hopefulness
Feeling better
She had weathered
This depression

Much to her advantage
She resumed her frantic pace
Boundless power
Midnight hour
She enjoyed the race

III. WAR INSIDE MY HEAD – [lyrics by Mike Portnoy] [02:08]

Napalm showers
Showed the cowards
We weren’t there to mess around

Through heat exhaustion
And mind distortion
A military victory mounted on innocent ground

Hearing voices from miles away
Saying things never said
Seeing shadows in the light of the day
Waging a war inside my head

Years and years of
Bloodshed and warfare
Our mission was only to get in and kill

A free vacation
Of palmtrees and shrapnel
Trading innocence for permanent psychotic hell

Hearing voices from miles away
Saying things never said
Seeing shadows in the light of the day
Waging a war inside my head

Feeling strangers staring my way
Reading minds never read
Tasting danger with each word I say
Waging a war inside my head

IV. THE TEST THAT STUMPED THEM ALL – [lyrics by Mike Portnoy] [05:03]

Standing in the darkness
Waiting for the light
The smell of pure adrenaline
Burning in the night

Random blinding flashes
Aiming at the stage
Intro tape begins to roll
Igniting sonic rage

Still they keep me between these hollow walls
Hoping to find in me
The answers to the test that stumped them all

“The boy is simply crazy
Suffering from delusions
We honestly think that maybe
He might need an institution

He lives in a world of fiction
And really could use some help
We have just the place to fix him
To save him from himself”

Curled up in the darkness
Searching for the light
The smell of stale sweat and shit
Streaming through the night

Random urine testing
Pills red, pink and blue
Counseling and therapy
Providing not a clue

Still they keep me between these hollow walls
Hoping to find in me
The answers to the test that stumped them all

“We can’t seem to find the answers
He seemed such a clear cut case
We cannot just let him leave here
And put all this work to waste

Why don’t we try shock treatment
It really might do some help
We have just the tools to fix him
To save him from himself”

V. GOODNIGHT KISS – [lyrics by Mike Portnoy] [06:17]

Goodnight kiss in your nightgown
Lavender in your bed
So innocent as you lie down
Sweet dreams that run through your head

Are you lonely without Mommy’s love?
I want you to know I’d die for that moment
You’re just a poor girl
Afraid of this cruel world
Taken away from it all

It’s been 5 years to the day and
My tainted blood’s still the same
I can’t help acting this way and
Those bastard doctors are gonna pay

I’m so lonely without baby’s love
I want you to know I’d die for one more moment
I’m just a poor girl
Afraid of this cruel world
Taken away from it all

VI. SOLITARY SHELL – [lyrics by John Petrucci] [05:47]

He seemed no different from the rest
Just a healthy normal boy
His mama always did her best
And he was daddy’s pride and joy

He learned to walk and talk on time
But never cared much to be held
and steadily he would decline
Into his solitary shell

As a boy he was considered somewhat odd
Kept to himself most of the time
He would daydream in and out of his own world
but in every other way he was fine

He’s a Monday morning lunatic
Disturbed from time to time
Lost within himself
In his solitary shell

A temporary catatonic
Madman on occasion
When will he break out
Of his solitary shell

He struggled to get through his day
He was helplessly behind
He poured himself onto the page
Writing for hours at a time

As a man he was a danger to himself
Fearful and sad most of the time
He was drifting in and out of sanity
But in every other way he was fine

He’s a Monday morning lunatic
Disturbed from time to time
Lost within himself
In his solitary shell

A momentary maniac
With casual delusions
When will he be let out
Of his solitary shell

VII. ABOUT TO CRASH (REPRISE) – [lyrics by John Petrucci] [04:04]

I’m alive again
The darkness far behind me
I’m invincible
Despair will never find me

I feel strong
I’ve got a new sense of elation
Boundless energy
Euphoria fixation

Still it’s hard to just get by
It seems so meaningless to try
When all I want to do is cry
Who would ever know I felt so sad

Even though I get so high
I know that I will never fly
And when I fall out of the sky
Who’ll be standing by

Will you be standing by

VIII. LOSING TIME/GRAND FINALE – [lyrics by John Petrucci] [06:01]

She dresses in black everyday
She keeps her hair simple and plain
She never wears makeup
But no one would care if she did anyway

She doesn’t recall yesterday
Faces seem twisted and strange
But she always wakes up
Only to find she’d been miles away

Absence of awareness
Losing time
A lapse of perception
Losing time

Wanting to escape
She had created a way to survive
She learned to detach from herself
A behavior that kept her alive

Hope in the face of our human distress
Helps us to understand the turbulence deep inside
That takes hold of our lives
Shame and disgrace over mental unrest
Keeps us from saving those we love
The grace within our hearts
And the sorrow in our souls
Deception of fame
Vengeance of war
Lives torn apart
Losing oneself
Spiraling down
Feeling the walls closing in
A journey to find
The answers inside
Our illusive mind

The song, Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence by Dream Theater. If there was a song that could some up the term Progressive Metal, it would be this one. The word “epic” comes the closest to describing the mood, lyrics, and mainly song itself.

This monster of a song, weighs in at 42 minutes and 4 seconds. In true Prog Metal fashion, the song is broken up into parts, so that those uneducated in Prog Metal can follow along.

Part I dubbed “Overture” is a masterpiece in itself. It’s an instrumental, except you’ve got the keyboards, bass guitar, drums, and electric guitar emulating a real-life orchestra. In my opinion, sounds sooo damn amazing. Plus, when played live with the real orchestra, it beats a lot of famous composers any day.

The rest of the song, lives up to its name…Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence. It’s the steps that go on when a person sinks so low, they reach inner turmoil. I love the title in itself, Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence. Surprisingly, people still don’t get it. The rest of the parts, “About To Crash”, “War Inside My Head”, are mostly written about the result of overlonging depression, and sometimes I feel, insanity, paranoia, etc. Really really good stuff, Petrucci and Portnoy have captured the essence of experiencing problems.

The two main points that the song revolves around seems to be the story of a boy, mostly written by Petrucci, and the story of a girl, mostly written by Portnoy, who both seem to be going through almost the same thing. In addition, the song talks about what other people do to them, which I think is very relevant to what happens in the world now. The games humans play…

Lyrically and musically, this song is just amazing. I’d vote it 9 billion out of 10.

You might only get it by listening to it, which might be a challenge. So listen to it in stages, one part at a time. If you’re a Prog Head like some of my friends and I, go for gold and listen to the whole thing at once!

Music created by Dream Theater ( Jordan Rudess, James LaBrie, John Petrucci, John Myung, and Mike Portnoy)

God Bless Prog Metal!

Simply Standing Out,

Danny

Happy Birthday Balalex!

Just wanted to shout out a big Happy Birthday to Alex Balalex!

Have an awesome one chick, now nearly everyone is older than me! xD

As you all know Balalex is already cool, so yeah

Have a good one chick!!

Alex Balalex

While on MSN, Alex gave me the best idea for a blog…ever.

I should totally write a few posts about her!!! WOOT!

Kay, Alex Balalex is one of the coolest chicks ever! She’ blonde ( yes thats very important information ). Is she a dumb blonde? No comment. Joking, I love Alex <3

She was who I sat next to in English from the first day of High School. She’s one of the coolest. We’ve been in basically all classes since, except this semester. Just math class, but thats enough. She keeps all of us laughing, and I keep Patrick and her laughing ( I hope ;O ) by teasing her about Patrick and herself, and by being stupid. Especially in math class and Mr. Gomes.

Anyhoo, I can always ask her for advice, and gives good advice all the time. She’s always always right. I hate that, but its cool

Balalex is always there when I need her, and is basically just too cool, like the rest of my dude n dudettes.

So Cheers to Balalex!

Danny 

 

Happy Birthday Rose!

Just wanted to wish Rose a Happy Happy Birthday, being one of my cool friends. She’s helped me quite alot….like alot.

She’s also responsible for many things, including pollution, World War II, and making me want horses.

She also responsible for me passing English, and always giving good advice to everyone. Yes, she’s smart.

So Cheers to the horse loving Rose!

Please check out her blog at www.rosesrants.wordpress.com