Dienstag, 21. Oktober 2014

slow day

There's a traffic jam outside my window
There's a red light on that just won't change
The pavement's full of cracks from all the sunshine
But now they're filling up 'cause the rain is falling down

I'm running round in circles
Trying to find my way

It's a slow day without you
It's a slow day when you're not around
It's a slow day with no escape
It's a slow day without you

There's a jet-plane up there hanging in the sky
Just kind of resting his wings on that big white cloud
Minutes taking on but stretching out forever
Just like the rooftops out there- they all melt together

I'm runnning round in circles
Trying to find my way

24 long hours with nothing to do
24 long hours just hanging on, waiting for you
It'gonna be a slow day

- Die Happy

Montag, 20. Oktober 2014

an issue


Barbossa: What are you doin'?
Jack Sparrow: What are *you* doin'?
Barbossa: No, what *are* you doin'?
Jack Sparrow: What are *you* doin'?
Barbossa: *No!* What *are* you doin'?
Jack Sparrow: What are *you* doin'? Captain gives orders on the ship.
Barbossa: The captain of the ship *is* givin' orders. 
Jack Sparrow: My ship, makes me captain.
Barbossa: They be my charts!
Jack Sparrow: Well, that makes you [pause]
Jack Sparrow: chartman.
Pintel: Stow it! Both of you! That's an order! Understand? [Jack and Barbossa stare at him]
Pintel: Sorry. I just thought with the Captain issue in doubt, I'd throw my name in for consideration, sorry.
Ragetti: [to Pintel] I'd vote for you.