Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Carroll's Journey: Cool Summer

Well, Summer is over and Fall is upon us, but what a Summer it was. I met a girl, I courted the girl, now the girl hates me; who didn't see that one coming? I got a couple of songs completed in the studio, almost totaled my car, but thanks to my friends, it got repaired. Not that it mattered to me, I was ready to buy a truck. Not that I can't now but, in case you haven't been keeping score, I'm lazy. I'll get to it when I can.

I may also get around soon to moving. I know, been saying that for fifty years now, but I am considering Iowa, Utah, California (Not California), New Mexico (maybe - been there, done that), Florida (Not really Florida). Actually, I think I am still wanted in Florida. True story. Then again, Georgia has been on my mind. Savannah, Georgia. It's so beautiful there.

I fractured my toe about a week ago. It feels a lot better now.

My promotional give-away earlier this Spring went well. I really enjoyed that. I spent a lot of money but I don't care. It was well worth it what with the magnets and posters. I had a lot of fun doing it. 

Had a doctor appointment back in August and my diagnosis was superb! I have made a complete recovery and probably doing better than before the heart attack. It's now also been over a year since my last cigarette and two years since my last drink. I'm officially a dork now. Although, to be honest, I'm not really sure how much longer I can go without a smoke. I think about it from time to time. I really miss it. I REALLY MISS IT! Smoking was so great. I know there are a bunch of communists who are trying to get smoking banned everywhere and shit, and they do it by pretending that they care about your health, which by the way, is none of their damn business, but you are not going to live forever so if you get a chance to puff it up, go for it. The best time to light one is right after sex and or eating or both. (Think about it then think about it some more. Ha-ha)

I even have dreams of smoking. But funny enough, I am not craving the nicotine, it's mostly mental at this point. And people still find it hard to believe that I quit cold turkey. Hey, it's the only way to quit really. Using patches don't do it, you're still putting nicotine in your body. Slowly decreasing doesn't work either. Special nicotine gum doesn't work. Not that I could ever imagine. For me, if you want to quit something, you just do it. You just quit. But thank goodness for Lifesavers candy, lollipops, and Bazooka Joe! lol

Actually, the best way for me to fight any cravings is to get around someone who is smoking and breathe in their second hand smoke. A few good whiffs and my craving goes away. My second month was the worst month, after which I only craved about three days a month for the next six months then after that, maybe one day a month and now, I don't crave it at all - but I sure do think about it.

The girl and I broke up because she started talking about us moving in together. Hey, that's marriage talk for me. There may only be maybe three girls on this planet that I would consider moving in with and no, it's not Miley Cyrus, Selena Gomez or Zendaya. ..... Okay, there are six girls on this planet that ........

Overall, if I had to grade my summer of 2015, I guess I would grade it a B Minus. There was room for improvement I suppose, but for what I was shooting for, it was okay. The worst part of it was almost losing my mother. She had a rough Summer, but now she appears to be back on her feet so, hopefully, all the surgeries she had fixed her right up.

I did have to take on a new writing job. It's not going to get in the way of anything really, I see it as part time but the democratic economics of the past 6 and one half years that includes high inflation, higher taxes and Obamacare, well, I had to find a way to generate some extra Benjamins. Better now than three years or so from now. I have kind of grown accustomed to my lazy lifestyle and I'd like to keep it. Currently, the policies of the democratic party scare the bejeezus out of me. We could end up with another democrat for president so a little more cash flow now should help out a lot towards the future. That age old question has been answered, "Am I better off now than when Obama took office?" - And of course the answer is a resounding NO! In fact, I am worse off. And so are many people around me.   

I think the most surprising thing about the Summer of 2015 is, I actually said, "Wow, Demi Lovatto looks hot." - And yes, I remember saying that to someone.

I'm as shocked as you are.




  

Friday, September 25, 2015

Secrets Of My Songs #11 (Hands Of Mercy)

"Hands Of Mercy" is my 9-11 song before 9-11. It was a response to the first World Trade Center attack. Shortly after that first attack, I began looking into these terrorists and this Osama Bin Laden guy and I came away with the understanding that there would be another attempt to take the World Trade Centers down, only next time they would try from the air or with a missile. As it turned out, they used hijacked airplanes and my premonition of a second attack came true. It was shortly after that second attack on 9-11 when I went into the studio and recorded "Hands Of Mercy". It's my personal reminder that sometimes, my writing is more than just for entertainment or expressing of feelings and stuff, it's also something more. Another reason I like this song a lot is that it is one of those songs where all four of us, (Preston, Mark, and Kent Robbins on lead guitar) get involved with my musical project. That's always a plus.




  

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Sinkhole - By Carroll Bryant

SINKHOLE - By Carroll Bryant


There is no road I can travel
As far as I'm concerned
All of my hopes just unravel 
I can live but I just cannot learn
I'm getting struck by the fire
Desire
Only to just get fucking burned 
There is no ground I can walk on
Or phone I can talk on 
Or club I can join 

I just keep falling into sinkholes 
Like an asshole
A broken heart wherever I do go
Another sinkhole
Another stink soul
Just one more liar to add to the list of fools
What can I do?
I do not know

Another sinkhole 

There are only so many reasons
You can be a victim 
I survive all the seasons
They say I'm alive but I am not living
I'm getting trapped by the vapor
Later
Only to just get fucking murdered 
There is no sky I can dream in
Or fantasy to live in
Or nightmare to blame

I just keep falling into sinkholes 
Like an asshole
A broken heart wherever I do go
Another sinkhole
Another stink soul
Just one more liar to add to the list of fools
What can I do?
I do not know

Another sinkhole 

I can't feel my feet beneath me 
The ground starts to give in 
Another hell for me to live in 

I'm living on the brink so
I find another sinkhole
And man does it stink so
I'm living on the brink

Living on the edge of love 

There is no road I can travel
As far as I'm concerned
All of my hopes just unravel 
I can live but I just cannot learn
I keep getting burned
I keep struggling

I just keep falling into sinkholes 
Like an asshole
A broken heart wherever I do go
Another sinkhole
Another stink soul
Just one more liar to add to the list of fools
What can I do?
I do not know
I just keep falling into sinkholes 
Like an asshole
A broken heart wherever I do go
Another sinkhole
Another stink soul
Just one more liar to add to the list of fools
What can I do?
I do not know
Another sinkhole 
Another sinkhole 


Another sinkhole