August 30, 2006

Hello all, and welcome to the Sutter Hellwarth morning blog report. It is now 48 minutes past the hour, the hour being 6 am(at least here). And I suddenly realize that it does not matter when exactly I write this beacuse it it all about when you are reading it. So anyway, I am sitting here with my very grey tea, and wondering what exactly the day will be like, being the first day of school. Taking into consideration that fact that I do not exactly know where my classes are, the fact that I cannot figure out which classes go in which places, and then there is so much beurocracy you can smell it. It smells like ravioli. With pesto. Then of course there is the olbvious presence of over-controlling and corruption. And of couse fear. You can smell the fear. It smell like noodles. Fried noodles with cheese. Pasturized cheese. So anyway, I only have about 47 minutes 52 seconds untill school begins, so untill I see you again, Good Night, and Good Luck.

August 29, 2006

LAST DAY OF SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!
(It's raining, too)
See you again in 23 hours, 10 minutes,39 seconds
(as of the time I wrote this)

Today's wisdom of the day:
"A ninja does not look like a man in a fight when he is fighting; he simply moves as appropriate, his body a servant to the strength of his intentions."

August 28, 2006

Last day of summer is tomarrow
Brace for impact (and begin funeral march)

Today's Wisdom of the day:
"Sometimes a little to much is just enough"

August 27, 2006

3 more days'.....days......days.....days.....days......
What will you do?

(anticipation. I HATE anticipation)

Todays' wisdom of the day:
"Make sure your apostraphy's are in all the right place's"

August 24, 2006

Countdown 4 days untill school starts.............cue the jaws theme song.
(duh dun...duh dun.....duh-dun duh-dun duh-dun duh-dun duh-dun DAAAAAAAAA)

Today's Wisadom of the day:

"If the Sabbath is consisered the Jews' day of rest, Why am I not watching TV?"

School starts in less that a week..........

Today's wisdom of the day:

"If you can't beat 'em, accuse 'em of cheating."

August 23, 2006

She's a rebel
she's a saint
she's the salt of the earth
and she's dangerous
she's a rebel
missing link on the brink
of destruction
from chicago
to toronto
she's the one that they
call. Old whatsername
she's the symbol
of resistance
and she's holding on my
heart like a hand grenade

August 22, 2006

alas, at the end of the summer the fair comes into town, begenning a great ritual of county fairness that is completed every year. First there are animals.........the pigs, the sheep the cows, the rabbits, and the inevidably large amount of time spent with horses. THEY ALL LOOK THE SAME PEOPLE!!!!!!!! okay, so then there are is the food......lemonade, steak hoagies, deep fried snickers(r) bars, Taffy, funnel cake, blooming onions and of course kettle corn. BUT NOT JUST ANY KETTEL CORN......a bag of kettle corn that is about as tall as my sister. Yes, that is a lot of popcorn. Although it may seem unhealthy to consume such bad food, once a year is all we ask, just once a year.

He's a real Nowhere Man
Sitting in his Nowhere Land
Making all his Nowhere plans for nobody

Doesn't have a point of view
Knows not where he's going to
Isn't he a bit like you and me?

August 17, 2006

I'm stuck in the mud.........
Pinning my wheels......
and I'm all alone
On the road
To Nowheresville.....

August 14, 2006

If you drive a car
I'll tax the street
If you try to sit
I'll tax your seat
If you get too cold
I'll tax the heat
If you take a walk
I'll tax your feet

'caus I'm the taxman...

August 11, 2006

Asked a girl what she wanted to be
She said, baby can't you see?
I wanna be famous, a star of the screen
But you can do something in between

Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I'll love you

August 8, 2006

"Voila! In view, a
humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by
the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a
vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of
the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this
valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to
vanquish these venal and virulent vermine van-guarding vice and vouchsafing
the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict
is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and
veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-a-vis an
introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call
me V."

August 3, 2006

Ya see it started way back in nyc
when I stole my first rhyme from the m.i.c.
at a west end avenue at 63
the beginning of a leap year, february, '96
when a guitar picked up in the mix
I committed to the licks like a nickel back of tricks
well look at me now
look at me now
look at me now, now, now, now

August 2, 2006

I'm going to Graceland
In Memphis Tennessee
I'm going to Graceland
Poorboys and Pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
My traveling companion is nine years old
He is the child of my first marriage
But I've reason to believe
We both will be received
In Graceland