Tonight I only bring lyrics and pictures. If you want more you should checkout these other sites:
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Wil Wheaton’s Blog just for fun.

My Brain in Holland:

Pink Floyd – Nobody Home:

I’ve got a little black book with my poems in.
Got a bag, a toothbrush and a comb.
But I’m a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in.

I’ve got elastic bands keeping my shoes on.
Got those swollen hand blues.
I’ve got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from.

I’ve got electric light.
And I’ve got second sight.
I’ve got amazing powers of observation.

And that is how I know.
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There’ll be nobody home

I’ve got the obligatory Hendrix perm
And the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt

I’ve got nicotine stains on my fingers
I’ve got a silver spoon on a chain
I’ve got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains

I’ve got wide staring eyes
And I’ve got a strong urge to fly
But I got nowhere to fly to.

Oooh Babe, when I pickup the phone
There’s still nobody home.

I’ve got a pair of Gohills boots
And I’ve got fading roots.

No UFO’s Here:

Nine Inch Nails – Something I can Never Have:

I still recall the taste of your tears
Echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears.
My favorite dreams of you still wash ashore
Scraping through my head ‘til I don’t want to sleep anymore.

You make this all go away.
I’m down to just one thing and I’m starting to scare myself.
You make this all go away.
I just want something.
I just want something I can never have.

You always were the one to show me how.
Back then I couldn’t do the things that I can do now.
This thing is slowly taking me apart.
Grey would be the color if I had a heart.
Come on tell me.

You make this all go away
I’m down to just one thing and I’m starting to scare myself.
You make this all go away.
I just want something
I just want something I can never have.

In this place it seems like such a shame.
Though it all looks different now I know it’s still the same.
Everywhere I look you’re all I see.
Just a fading fucking reminder of who I used to be.
Come on tell me.

You make this all go away.
I’m down to just one thing and I’m starting to scare myself.
You make this all go away.
You make it all go away.
I just want something
I just want something I can never have.

Exercise:

5/12/2004 – Hiked 3.3 miles with Jarrod, Heather and Chris. Potter to McHugh. 5/13/2004 – Nothing. Was a slacker due to having an upset stomach. Also figured it would be a good day to give the legs a break.