You may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's Garden or you will be put into a pie and eaten by that old man.
About Me
- justind.covey
- I enjoy watching MASH and reading the poetry of Charles Bukowski. I love learning and thinking about God and this odd little universe he created. And I am overwhelmed with joy that I can write an "About Me" section on a website and not care what any kids will think of me by reading it. The rest you'll have to learn for yourself.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Things I've been doing instead of writing
Watching zombie movies, reading zombie novels, reading Rising Stars, not reading Island, watching Heroes, watching Supernatural, watching Chuck and Pushing Daisies, playing Table Tennis on-line and getting my butt kicked by what seems to be the whole of Europe, beating up jr high kids on Halo 3, getting it handed back to me my people who seem to live in the Halo world, listening to Danielson and GODS, Blind Guardian and Nightwish (who's concert I just missed) and other various power/symphoonic metal bands, visiting the same half-priced books store hoping to see something different, finally buying American Splendor and not finishing it, being awesome, filling out application after application and falling into a pit of darkness and dispair, listening to more Danielson to lighten the mood, takiing long walks at night and remembering the good ol' days, playing Jenga and Skip Bo, watching movies on YouTube, watching movie trailers on the xbox, playing more Tabble Tennis on Xbox Live, losing again, Oblivion, reading everyone's blogs, wondering who's reading mine besides Brad and Devin, making A Hobo Feed French Bread To Pigeons available on-line, listening to The Legion of Doom, humming the Invader Zim theme song while brushing my teeth, singing Iron Maiden while at the laundry mat and avoiding odd stares, taking apart my vacuum to find out whats wrong with it, putting my vacuum back together without solving the problem, watching Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, making a list in my head of things I've been doing instead of writing to put in a blog about absolutely nothing.
Friday, January 11, 2008
If the World Is Ending I'm Throwing the Party
I had a dream last night about the end of the world and Nixon was the president. There was a large group of people in a building, some looked like refugees and the others seemed to be government officials of different varieties. In an taped off area off to the side of everyone was Nixon as president of the United States and several scientists and advisers surrounding a computer with a counter slowly counting down to the end of the world but no one knew exactly how or why the world would be ending. There were several theories by some of the characters in the dream that included something wrong with the planet and it may somehow explode, aliens coming down from the skies and killing everyone, or maybe it would all just stop. When the counter started counting down from thirty seconds Nixon tried desperately to stop the counter on his own despite all his scientists and military personnel haven't been able to do anything for however long they've had the information. When the computer screen finally reached 00:00 the lights went out for a few seconds and then I guess some sort of emergency lighting came on. This is the part of the dream where I was actually me. I was in some sort of large building with a few people I knew but didn't really know very well and this large crowd of people I was in was ushered from the building across a lot to another building where I guess we were supposed to wait. Myself and the few people I knew made our way to the secondary building and upon entering it I woke up. The dream wasn't especially frightening but when I awoke I had this feeling of impending doom that kept me up for the next few minutes laying in bed, unmoving. I had a few other odd little dreams between then and when I finally got up for the morning during the small pockets of sleep I got between waking up thinking abut that first dream but none of them had the same affect on me as that first one did.
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