Monday, February 19, 2007

beta blockers go me down - part 1

i’ll try and do this one from ang. i’ll prolly start on it tomorrow since i have

1. stuff to finish forr release and will be at work until about 8PM

2. take home test due tomorrow for our clinical diagnostics class

speaking of which, i should prolly post my presentation for that class. it was filled with penis humor. i know how that always goes over well.

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Friday, February 16, 2007

bring it on homeboy - part 1

destroying what little nerd street cred i have with my very first try here by insinuating that i had some athletic ability in highschool.  case always said i was a jock. 

ok, here’s the deal. i have WAY MORE than 12 lines here with this. basically my plan was to just crank something out fast. anything. but apparently i undererestimated my creativity on this one. or at least i thought i would have trouble with material. at this point i have the beginnings of at least 3 verses and i havent even managed to work “bring it on homeboy” into the lyrics. at least not with the 1st verse. well maybe…

as usual, i’m taking something simple and turning it into an forkin epic. chock full of math and thermo references. well, a few. anyways, here’s what i got so far. keep in mind that it’s to the music in my head, so it may read poorly. or it may just suck. yeah, that’s it.

young nerd boy on the soccer field playing “D”
top of the diamond like a planet at apogee
schooling all forwards like they was elementary
handing out slide tackles to all takers for free

or

who knew that someday he’d be hailed as a leet MC?

circling the keeper like an orbital station
protecting the goal from alien invasion
analyzing opponents like stochiometric equations
greatest nerd soccer player in all of creation

everybody says that he looks like a white urkel
bowl cut and glasses, but he runs like a fuckin gazelle
skinny as hell, stuck in a shell
but with his leet kung foo, all opponents are felled

tall blond jock in the zone makes a foray
thinks that he’s fast, yeah that he’s faster than Fourier
to solve differential equations, no chance at evasion
gonna get himself hurt when he tries this invasion
of the Z domain, instead Z brings the pain
with a push off the ball that pulls him up lame
he tries to land a hit, but in this duel of wits,
u know there was no he’s gonna win this shit
behind his eyes you could see the burst of steam
expanding out his ears like stage 2-3 in rankine

pushes the nerd, oh man, that’s a bad ploy
“you wanna go nerd?” “yeah, bring it on homeboy!”


extra credit if you know wtf i’m talking about with the Z domain.  the rankine ref is for richie and tanju (if he still reads this)

yeah… this is gonna be a learning experience. 5 days > 2 days right? commence tearing it up. i’ll pick something from the last group of suggestions for monday

 

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Tuesday, February 13, 2007

huh

this is gonna be a little more tricky than i initially thought.

i’m not flaking out here.  i’ve actually written some stuff down, the problem is, there’s no real way to demonstrate the lyrical cadence (if such a term exists).  think i’m gonna try and record an mp3 or something.  podcast or something similar.  i’ll have something up tonight or tomorrow, one way or the other.

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Sunday, February 11, 2007

i need some help

ok guys here’s my proposal. i need some help to get the creative juices flowing and return full time to this whole blogging thing, so i have an idea. each day i’ll take a topic and either make a comic out of it or write a minimum 12 line rhyme about it. at the beginning, i’ll give myself 2 days max to pump something out, but the plan is to get one out every day.

what i need from you guys are the topic/suggestions. i’m thinking in the form of one-word or one-sentence concept sort of thing. the first suggestion is gonna come from sexyarmo “bring it on homeboy!” (which probably means nothing to anybody except possibly for him and simon).

george, i swear to god, if you come back at me with chocolate milk, i’ll kidnap you when you come to town and drop you off at a hillary clinton support rally and free-love orgy where you’ll be converted to liberalism, pledge allegiance to howard dean style socialized medicine, offer to sell a kidney to fund the al gore “creater of the internet” memorial ziggurat and reflecting pool (to be placed at the capital mall), and join a union. AND YOU’LL LIKE IT!

blogging from work again. and yeah, it is saturday.

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