THE TITLE IS: ANSWERING THE BIRD SONG

Robbin,
A squared off event horizon is just my way of saying all perception is reality distorted. I know that probably did nothing but confuse you more about what I meant but hey, Mar goes through this all the time just talking to me about anything. So feel lucky you can't have to try to understand me that much.

My job is my job. It is a means to my broader goals. I maybe here years or just for a short period. That's life but I'm taking this experience which you are right at this moment I get little fulfillment from in the ways I need from a job but I am taking what I am learning here and will craft that into my goals and reaches for later in life. Funny how we do stress ourselves mostly about things that are either not worth it or not anything we can control. My work ethic is simple. Try to do your job the best you can and always be moving forward advancing in the job world you find yourself in and also in the world of just learning new things. Crazy thing is I don't hate my job and trully the only things I do not like are things I mostly can not control like others work ethics.

Being there on that beach watching the women I love more than anything else standing there as the waves hit her and the moon light shinned down upon her presance was enough for that little bit of time, just enough to show me why life is worth living.

C.

THE TITLE IS: ANSWERING THE BIRD SONG

THE TITLE IS: LOST IN A WASTELAND

I've taken to drinking after work. Though Budweiser can barly be called drinking but the way things are going I think bloodletting maybe next to keep me from going all Hillbilly Billy on some people.

P.S.-Have you ever bought a soft drink at a fast food place and it take a few hours to drink it and it goes all flat, hot, and the taste begins to blend with the cup as the insides of the cup begin to disolve away? Oh, you throw it away before it gets to that point, well I am a soda junkie and that is not going to happen.....

C.

THE TITLE IS: LOST IN A WASTELAND

THE TITLE IS: HARRY LOOKED LIKE A ROB LIEFIELD COSTUME DESIGN

After work yesterday we went to see Spiderman, which I enjoyed but the first movies were better I think. I really do not like the multipale bad guy movies when they do them in comic films and The Green Goblin customes still get up my geek boy. Updates are fine but the desgins just sucked and they should have just stayed with the original from the comics. Then they could have made Harry The Hobgoblin in this one. Plus Venmon is just way too cool not to be the main focus of a movie. Seeing how much they put into this one makes me think this will be the last one by this great director. I just hope when they coutinue this if even by a different cast and crew they coutinue the story. I don't want to see another fucking origin story.

After the movie Wave took us to the beach for night play in the water. I love you Wave,

C.

THE TITLE IS: HARRY LOOKED LIKE A ROB LIEFIELD COSTUME DESIGN

THE TITLE IS: TRY TO UNDERSTAND HE'S THE MAGIC MAN

Yesterday I got up at 5am to make sure the cleaned smocks were brought back to work in time for the shift that morning. I did not plan to work much on Saturday and did not but I did not leave for good reasons either. I had to leave around 9am to get home because I was feeling dizy and ill. I slept until around 5 when Wave got home and we went out for food and to cash my check. We ate at Friday's and then headed to Wal-Mart so I could cash my check. While there at the Satan's home turff we feed the beast by buying some discount DVD's. Wave picked up a doulbe pack which included a Joh Cusack movie for me and a Johnny movie for her, she loves Johnny but then again who doesn't? I picked up a triple pack which contained all three Jack Ryan movies and also for a fiver I got the Best Of He-Man....Ok,ok, off the floor and stop laughing. Onwards people, onwards. While in Wal-Mart we picked up some drink mix and beer and then off to the liquar store on the way home for the ice and best bits to go with the drinks to be created by Wave. The rest of the night was spent watching movies and spending time together.

I could not sleep and awoke this morning at 8am. And I of course being Brian C. Williams, being the son of Nadine and Herbert Williams, and the decedend of more than a few horse theives, I took the oppertunity and got things accomplished I needed to do. Yea, Who the fuck you dealing with here? I watched Pan's Labrynith(sp?)which I picked up last week and read some on a, Books Of Magic novel Wave picked up for me at the libuary. After eating at the Buffet where I stuffed myself full of shrimp once again until I felt sick I came into work where I find myself now as I type this up. I am only here for a few hours as a new employee learns her job. I will not speak of work any more than that because it just frustrates me and makes me angry and also I have been told that I almost always just talk about work. Probably why I'm also so on edge all the time. I need to correct that aspect of things and soon for my own health.

Good thoughts hoping Robbin is enjoying her time away from things. Everyone else just be good to each other or else the aliens will see how weak we are. And do you want the aliens to win? Well, do you?

C.

THE TITLE IS: TRY TO UNDERSTAND HE'S THE MAGIC MAN

THE TITLE IS: CAN'T LOSE, CAN'T WIN, CAN'T PLACE

Some times, you know, you just hate life....Just hate it.

THE TITLE IS: CAN'T LOSE, CAN'T WIN, CAN'T PLACE

THE TITLE IS: CASTELLAN

My teacher Castellan please have understanding on this day of celebration,
My armor is drifting across this black out burning nation,
The constellations are arriving late for their own dinner party,
Hesitating waiting at the station I can see each one arrive,
These are the times we are alive,
These are the paths we are walking down,
Look through your own eyes,
Time for the jesters to make their stand on their own ground,

Dear God take back your words the unclean have pissed all over them,
If you hold a convent with this evil then you are no God of mine,
They are in the living room chatting and this is center field,
My cross is shaped like the kind of love that provides a shield,
And if being who I am is wrong then make the punishment fit the crime,

Mother Mercy welcome to the proceedings for this evening,
Introduce yourself as the joy you are and pass it around,
Meet the young man from the South he is full of believing,
Meet the soldier from the North who is full of sound,
But watch that little one with that little grin,
She will back you into a corner and have the sin walk straight up your legs in so many ways,
That’s the way we do things these days,

Goddess full circle is a squared off event horizon,
See Robin that there is some fucked up improvising,
Back to the point of the Prince who has his pen pointed right at the sun,
Paint it brother,
Paint it with every drop of joy, blood, and fun,
Goddess he is here and this is the time to stay,
This way,
This way,

©Brian C. Williams
SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS

THE TITLE IS: CASTELLAN

THE TITLE IS: WONDER IF MY PENCIL WOULD EXCITE ITS HARD DRIVE

I wrote a poem I was going to post here but my work computer is being retarded at the moment and my point of passion at the moment is a deep desire to throw it against a wall and laugh with great joy in my heart. Matter later I will post the poem or matter later I will be smiling.
C.

THE TITLE IS: WONDER IF MY PENCIL WOULD EXCITE ITS HARD DRIVE