You Stay Classy, South Salt Lake.

As Rob and I were driving down 7th east as we left our beloved Loveland Avenue, we came upon this guy holding a topless car wash sign. We were laughing so hard that I had to turn around so Rob could snag a picture.

His wife? (in the background) did the car washing part and he did the topless part. So, if you are interested there is a ten dollar topless car wash on 7th and about 30th south. Just park on the front lawn and they will take care of you.

Oh, and how awesome is the guy in the middle?

So Tolley got Married - State of the Soul Part Two

It seems like just a little while ago that we were coming home from downtown listening to And Out Come Wolves. We talked about how at the moment the only thing we needed was to listen to Rancid with the windows rolled down and a pal.


Give’em the boot. The roots. The Radicals. Give’em the boot. You know I’m a radical. Give’em the boot. The roots. The reggae on my stereo.


But dude, I think that was two years ago. Crazy, huh? You left that place a long time ago. I did too, and now I came back. It has changed a bit since we left, man. It’s not really better or worse, it has just changed and it was better with you here.


Some grow up and some grow old, but what about the kid who never learned the rules? Spent all these years on this earth, when you look back it’s just a flicker of time.


It is crazy to think that I might not ever see you again. You go back to Hawaii, then you will get a job in California. You have kicked life in full gear and I bet that has to feel pretty good, huh? I am pretty excited for you. You are very capable and I know you will be successful, but I guess if I want to live in your basement I need to move to California, eh?


Reconcile to the belief consumed in sacred ground for me. There wasn’t always a place to go but there was always an urgent need to belong. All these bands and all these people, all these friends and we were equals, but what ya gonna do when everyone goes on without you? To the end, I’ll journey to the end.


I know sometimes I am not the easiest person to get along with, but you did a kick-ass job of being my friend. I will be forever thankful for that.


Somewhere in America, through the city at night, we were far from home, but you knew it was gonna be alright.
Unfortunate get prayed on by vultures eyes. 86 cents in these pockets of mine. You can take my money. You can take my time, but you can’t take my heartache to the city behind.


Anyway, we had good times, great experiences, and an awesome soundtrack. I’m sad to see you go, but am so happy for you. You did it all right. See ya, buddy. Don’t forget your roots!

My Attempt to Decorate This Dying Day - Current Top 5 Rainy Day Songs - State of the Soul Part One

1. Soup - Blind Melon


The clothesline of cold eyes
Is washing away the face before
Now tell me what's wrong
You see everyone's gone
You gotta do your best to decorate this dying day



People move on. Some do, anyway. And it isn’t because they have finished playing their part in your life, it is because you have finished your part in theirs. Everyone moves at different speeds, and some can’t keep up, so there will always be premature breaks along the way. The slow ones will eventually stop because everyone else has crossed the horizon and they can no longer see a path or purpose.



2. Good Feeling - Violent Femmes



Good feeling
won't you stay with me just a little longer?
It always seems like your leaving
when I need you here just a little longer.
Dear lady, there's so many things that I’ve come to fear.
Little voice says I'm going crazy
to see all my worlds disappear.
Vague sketch of a fantasy
laughing at the sunrise
like he's been up all night.
Slippin and Slidin
what a good time,
but now I have to find a bed
that can take this wait.


I don’t really have a broken heart, more like unhealed—and tired. It is tired of wanting what it can’t have, and too tired to want anything else. The brain understands. It is reasonable. It knows what the right thing to do is. I guess the heart understands it all too, it just doesn’t care. It wants what it wants and there is no convincing it, and in the sorry shape that it is in you can’t blame it.



3. From Here to Never - Sparta



So don't forget
The time will come


And I'm not sure
What you'll be like


What will eyes say when I see them
Wonder what you'll grow up to see


If we have torn the map to pieces, you'll find your way home
Cause home is where you believe


There is no stopping it, so I guess I will just let it run its course and see how big of an explosion it makes this time. Should be pretty spectacular.


4. No Ha Parado De Llover - Mana


Quien detendra la lluvia en mi­
Se me ha inundado el corazon
Quien detendra la lluvia en mi, oh mi amor
Solo tu puedes pararla


Sigue lloviendo,
le sigue lloviendo el corazon
Dime que diablos voy a hacer
Sigue lloviendo,
le sigue lloviendo el corazon
Y en mis ojos no ha parado de llover

Pero dime algo, pues me estoy muriendo


I hope you know I meant what I said, and I hope you believe what I said, and I hope you don’t forget I said it.


5. Change - Blind Melon


Don't feel the suns comin' out today
its staying in, its gonna find another way.
As I sit here in this misery,
I don't think I'll ever see the sun from here.

When you feel your life ain't worth living
you've got to stand up and
take a look around you then look way up to the sky.
And when your deepest thoughts are broken,
keep on dreaming boy,
cause when you stop dreamin' it's time to die.

And as we all play parts of tomorrow,
some ways we'll work and other ways we'll play.
But I know we all can't stay here forever,
so I want to write my words on the face of today
and then they'll paint it.


The only thing left to do now is watch the rain. At least it is raining. I don't want to look up, and in the rain I don't have to. I am glad I got to it before it was too late, because the season is over.

Phone #4

Phone #1 - Forgot on the bumper of my car and then run over repeatedly.

Phone #2 - Thrown out of a moving car on the freeway.

Phone #3 - Ripped in half and thrown against the wall in cold blood.

Why I have high hopes for phone #4 - I was nervous in buying a new phone because I didn't want to get too nice a phone for fear of destroying it again, but I didn't want to get a real crappy one either, because the temptation would be too much. I got a Chocolate. Although free, therefore no finacial commitment, I think it should be okay because unlike any other phones before it, it is my favorite color, black - like my soul. Just kidding. It is black though. The phone. The phone is black. Okay... Also I can put quite a bit of music on it. I am thinking that that should keep it safe. Hopefully. I don't think it has the durability of say, a phone #3 (hence, the being ripped in half).

"Well, you could stop breaking them?" I could, but it is hard for me. They are always with you, and for most part the perfect shape and weight to really chuck something good.