A Day In The Life: Parts I and III

That's what I'm gonna do. My way.

I mean, I love Paul to death but for some reason, his part of the song, ("Woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head") never really hit me hard. Now John, he knew exactly what I wanted to hear in that song. I mean the whole, "sawr a film today" part is so absolutely incredible.

Chris will kick my nuts for saying that. Paul's verse is his favorite part in the whole song.
OH and speaking of the Beatles, watch this video. It has nothing to do with them but this song is a rad little ditty in 6/8 timing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9WM4v8m2zUQ

ANOTHER MEAL.

I'm already bored of food. Not eating it, of course, but writing about it. Thank you experimentation. Now I know I'm not gonna be a food critic.

Lars picking his nose, spicy vegetable soup, Matthew's cute tie-dye shirt.



Philadelphia cream cheese with a Raspberry & Chipotle sauce.



Blue snow, yellow table.

I hate it when...

this happens.

"Judas came up from DC."

(not that, other stuff).

Skiing and Kai's Birthday Meal

Finn, my Dad and I all went skiing yesterday. It was incredible.



We went up American Fork canyon. The drive was boring as it only starts getting cool once you hit higher up the canyon, however we did have some nice tunes playing: old Modest Mouse and Blind Pilot. We went up on skis about 4 miles or so and started across this road just above Silver Lake. Mind you, the entire time it was torrentially snowing. I mean, it wasn't that intense, but it was steady, heavy, wet snow for 3 hours straight. Needless to say, we were very damp by the time we were back at the car, 8 miles (or so) later.

Huddling for warmth in the Botchy bag (it's really called "Bothy" but it really bugs my dad when I say "Botchy")




AAAAANNNNNNDDD Now..... ANNOUNCING ANOTHER EPISODE OF............................... MATTHEW'S MEALS!

Gather 'round folks.

I'll say it again. Matthew is the man.

This was a few weeks ago.



Classic salad (Lettuce, basil, fresh mozzarella, expensive balsamic vinegar, semi-fresh tomatos, the freeze in Mexico did not help)



Lars and the bread



The happy boy, showing his man-love



Alas, it was a delightful meal.

I think this is the third or fourth episode of Matthew's Meals. We'll go with third. The fourth episode will be up later this week or early next. Stay tuned.

Oh and everyone: Happy Eating.

A Treat.

"Valentine's Day is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap." Joel Barish

Oh and... excited about this? Ecstatic.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5npCMAok-M

YOU'RE STUCK IN MY MIND.

I'm not one for "inspirational" blog posts but I just had a couple of thoughts.

I came back from Youth Conference today. We went up to Aspen Grove and skied/snowshoed/played pool/ping pong (I was the undefeated champion of pool. I have no idea how that happened).

Anyway, I've been obsessed with Yeasayer lately, the entire Odd Blood album is brilliant (other than this CD, it's been straight thug hip-hop and depressing acoustic stuff, ie Elliott Smith and Bright Eyes). In the second track called "Ambling Alp" it says something like... Well I'll just post the lyrics. Read every word.

Ambling Alp - Yeasayer

Now kid I know I haven't been a perfect man
And I've avoided doing things I know I can
But if I've learned one thing to tattoo on my arm
Or burn into my thumb it would be that

You must stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done

Oh Max Schmelling was a formidable foe
The Ambling Alp was too at least that's what I'm told
But if you learn one thing you've learned it well
In June you must give fascists hell
They'll run but they can't hide

You must stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done

And when those thunder clouds are cryin
(in the skies, in the skies)
And when those fireflies keep shining,
(in your eyes, in your eyes)
Keep your mind on the time,
With your ass on the line,
Keep your fleet feet sliding
(side, to the side)

Now the world can be an unfair place at times
But your lows will have their compliment of highs
And if anyone should cheat you
Take advantage of or beat you raise your head
And wear your wounds with pride

You must stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son
Never mind what anybody else done
Stick up for yourself son

Now those are lyrics with heart.

So anyway, it really made me think: There are so many people that care about stupid, fickle things. We need to let go of everything in the world that holds us back and makes us afraid of who we are or what we can be. "Never mind what anyone else done."

I don't know, in the end we lose everything anyway.

I'd like to imagine that this song is based around a father speaking to his son, I mean, I know that's probably not the case because in the modern music industry, using words like, "son" or "girl" or "darling" just add to the cleverness of the lyrics, or so some people think. Maybe the reason I like the idea of a father-son relationship in this song is because my relationship with my dad is an incredible one. My dad is given me word after word of advice and he has raised me to live my life according to what I want to do. I think that takes heart, as a father. Your sons and/or daughters could choose to take a completely different path than the one that you took. In fact, I bet they most definitely will.

"Now the world can be an unfair place at times
But your lows will have their compliment of highs
And if anyone should cheat you
Take advantage of or beat you raise your head
And wear your wounds with pride" is the one of the most powerful pieces. Yes, the world will hold it's boot on your throat at times. But these lows are essential to "compliment" the highs, your happy times.

Best part - wear those wounds with pride.

As a kid I loved getting bashed and beat up because I could wear band-aids or just have cuts and bruises lying on my skin and look plain tough.

And so my friends, if you take one thing, just one that you should "tattoo on your arm or burn into your thumb" (or take into the next life with you), it's this:

Stick up for yourselves, sons. Never mind what anybody else done.