Wednesday - Exploiting Silence
Sep. 14th, 2005 11:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ninanevermoreDriving into work today, I turned off the radio so I could sing.
People should do this more often. Sing songs they know, songs they love, songs they are making up off the cuff.
Houston is full of single people stuck in automobiles all by themselves. Lone commuters with empty space surrounding us. This is because public transportation in this city sucks. It can't pick me up where I live (in the sticks), and to get to where I work, it would make me transfer over and over. So I'm stuck in my car. Today the radio music was clashing with the music in my head, so I had no choice but to turn it off.
I sang. I recited poetry. I wrote poetry that needs writing down if only I can find the time. I yelled at people in the world who have ticked me off, to practice so that if I ever get the chance to yell at them in person, my words will be perfectly honed to inflict the right amount of damage.
All in all, it was a very productive drive into work.
People should do this more often. Sing songs they know, songs they love, songs they are making up off the cuff.
Houston is full of single people stuck in automobiles all by themselves. Lone commuters with empty space surrounding us. This is because public transportation in this city sucks. It can't pick me up where I live (in the sticks), and to get to where I work, it would make me transfer over and over. So I'm stuck in my car. Today the radio music was clashing with the music in my head, so I had no choice but to turn it off.
I sang. I recited poetry. I wrote poetry that needs writing down if only I can find the time. I yelled at people in the world who have ticked me off, to practice so that if I ever get the chance to yell at them in person, my words will be perfectly honed to inflict the right amount of damage.
All in all, it was a very productive drive into work.
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Date: 2005-09-14 08:07 pm (UTC)2. The goth/punk you were in high school is rolling over in her grave.
3. You need a Digital Voice Recorder to take down your poetry while you drive. Hell, _I_ need one!!!
4. Singing whilst driving is a popular passtime of mine -- especially considering how often my car radios get nuked. "Amarillo by Mornin'" was a favorite of Tammy's and mine!
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Date: 2005-09-14 08:52 pm (UTC)2. I was a waiver; they no longer exist, but that's what I was. No, she is not rolling. She was one of the ones writing poetry in my head this morning. She's alive and fighting to get out of this pudgy 36 year old body of mine.
3. I can afford a small tape recorder. I'll go with that.
4. I have to be incredibly drunk to sing "Amarillo by Morning." But there were witnesses to just that event in the wee morning hours of July 27th, 2001, at the House of Pies in Houston(the one called "House of Guys" by those in the know). I am still working on having them all hunted down and disposed of.
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Date: 2005-09-14 10:03 pm (UTC)4. And where was _I_?!?!?