Little known fact: The telescope was originally invented for looking at stars!!!!
Then some dude was like 'hey man I can see the stars without this you tool' where upon the telescopes primary use was reverted to trying to spot unsuspecting naked chicks doing their dishes.
So three years ago today, I wiped the shaving cream off my face that was applied via the paint brush of an extremely ugly stripper's bad fake breasts, whom someone hired for my 30th birthday, I grabbed a mate, jumped on a plane to Vegas and embarked on freakin awesome, and huge adventure. It's
The Necessity of Excessively: Turning 30 coast to coast to coast to coast to coast
Find the links to every chapter right here (it is my birthday after all)
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=512119012
Actually Dave, stop being lazy - ok David you pushy mother fucker, I'll re-link them all now
The Necessity of Excessively: Turning 30 coast to coast to coast to coast to coast
By David Tieck
Part 1
Chapter 1
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Chapter 2
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=485073196
Chapter 3
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=485220409
Chapter 4
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=485226469
Photos for chapters 1-4
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=485237462
Chapter 5
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=485448475
Chapter 6
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=485661803
The birth of men worrying about penis size discovered
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=485813979
Chapter 7
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=485832563
Chapter 8
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=485971838
Chapter 9
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=486034011
Chapter 10
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=486277958
Photos for chapter 10 - San Francisco
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=486407560
Chapter 11
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=486443852
Chapter 12
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=486596450
Chapter 13
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=486790005
Chapter 14
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=486991114
Chapter 15
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=487199763
Chapter 16
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=487400272
A Grand Canyon Photographic experience
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=487416813
More photos for Necessity Chapter 16
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=487636951
Chapter 17
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=487650123
Dave and Greenie make the paper
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=487709559
Chapter 18
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=487819171
Chapter 19
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=488059853
A photographic Mardi Gras experience
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=488245433
Chapter 20
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=488251008
Chapter 21
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=488454854
Chapter 22
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=488549658
Chapter 23
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=488744434
Chapter 24
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=489024129
Chapter 25
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=489105456
Chapter 26
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=489312989
Chapter 27
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=489456982
Chapter 28
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=489617302
Photos for SXSW Austin
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=489716116
In case you like fire
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=489793004
Chapter 29
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=489829842
Photos for chapter 29
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=489966766
Chapter 30
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=489998636
Part Two
Chapter 1
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=490188214
Photos for chapter 1
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=490268671
Chapter 2
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=490332884
Photos for chapter 2
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=490436893
Chapter 3
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=490509662
Chapter 4
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=490712783
Chapter 5
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=490869258
Chapter 6
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=491062322
Chapter 7
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=491250520
Chapter 8
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=491439580
Chapter 9
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=491621605
Chapter 10
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=491843449
Chapter 11
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=492015667
Chapter 12
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=492274200
Photos for chapter 12
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=492385915
Chapter 13
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=492400802
Chapter 14
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=492595163
Chapter 15
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=492746386
Photos for New York
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=492777344
Arty and B&W Photos for New York
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=492783786
Chapter 16
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=492973934
Chapter 17
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=493239138
Photos for New England
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=493559812
Chapter 18
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=493568389
Photos for New England Pt 2
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=493583206
Chapter 19
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=493710477
Chapter 20
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=493916534
Chapter 21
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=494192856
Chapter 22
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=494353357
Photos for Toronto
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=494360867
Chapter 23
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=494525362
Chapter 24
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=494680015
Chapter 25
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=494889177
Chapter 26
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=494991581
Chapter 27
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=495163703
Chapter 28
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=495430018
Chapter 29
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=495590312
Chapter 30
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=199281420&blogId=495804938
Life is short. Or perhaps it lasts for a really, really long time. No one is really sure. Which sucks. If they can't figure that out definitively then what else don't we know? The perfect size for a jar? Fuck that. Instead here are the silly, weird, unhinged, absurd, silly, stupid, completely unrelated to hinges (moslty), poorly edited, outpourings and thought vomits of a silly idiotic teddy-bear of a dickhead. Staring Dave "Davey" David Tieck
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Everyone is talking about talking
I was having a talk with my friend about talking the other day, oh we talked the talk the literal talk that is, the different types of talk - small talk, monologue talk, vagina talk, happy talk, sad talk, gopher talk, pillow talk, chalk talk, sweater vest talk, you know all the popular talks with the youth.
It was only after talking talk for a few hours that we both had the same thought ‘we should talk to some people about doing a tour of talks talking about talking’. After all everyone talks, it’s the best way to you know, tell people stuff and ask them stuff.
The talking about talking tour went great; it was the talk of the town. One headline proclaimed ‘everyone’s talking about talking about talking’ and another proudly stated ‘the talking about talking about talking article about the talking about talking tour has become the most talked about article of the year!’ (admittedly it was the author of the original 'everyone's talking about talking about talking article' who claimed it was the most talked about article of the year, but who were we to complain?
Success was ours. But we grew restless. We had a talk one day and we were like ‘all we’re doing is talking man, and talk is cheap according to an old cliché which is clearly false because people are definitely talking about how the talking about talking ticket prices are far too pricey, you know, just for a couple of dudes talking’.
Don’t get me fucking wrong, people were listening, hell yeah people were listening, no one would have been talking about the talking about talking tour if no one was listening, but still they had a point, we were just a couple of dudes talking.
So we decided to do something about it, and we formed a band. After a long talk we christened the band ‘Fleeting Forever’ and we were sure soon enough people would stop talking about the talking about talking tour and would all be talking about Fleeting Forever.
We wrote this song.
It’s my head
I never asked you to come to me
I don’t even know your name
But when I’m feeling sad and down
You’re always somewhat to blame
Why do you always tell me I’m not good enough?
Why do you always put me down?
Are you trying to be tough?
Does it make you feel good?
To see me here in despair
Why do you spend so much time with me?
When you don’t even seem to care
Stop talking to me
Stop talking to me
Why can’t you leave me alone?
I’m afraid
I guess I’m afraid of myself
The pessimism you plant in me
Is not what I deserve from you
You could help pick me up and make me feel good
But that’s not what you do
You choose to try and influence me
To say and do things I don’t want to do
The risks I take to satisfy you each day
Always leave me in despair
But you still follow me
To here and to there
And its clear that you don’t even care
Stop talking to me
Stop talking to me
Why can’t you leave me alone?
I’m afraid
I guess I’m afraid of myself
I’m afraid of what you’ll do to me
I’m afraid to hear your voice
I guess I’m afraid of myself
And we played it for a few people, and they were like, ‘what the hell is wrong with you, you depressing fucks’. So we had another crack at it, and wrote this thing.
Dirty river bed
I’ve made a big mistake
I didn’t think I was capable of such stupidity
Am I getting too complacent?
Have I been going for too long?
I’ve made a big mistake
If only I could tell
The difference between night and day
Am I getting too privileged?
Have I just been talking so much?
I made a big mistake
And it set me free
For one more day
So what am I going to do?
What sin can I commit to attest?
I don’t want to look in the mirror
I know I’m not looking my best
I may be laughing
But I’m laughing at myself
I’m getting ahead of myself
Showing up at the airport a day early
I’m getting behind myself
What more do I need to confess
Maybe everything is falling apart
Maybe I’m just learning
To look at the mountains reflecting
Rather than the dirty river bed
I’ve made a big mistake
I always thought reliable
Was the best I could achieve?
Am I getting too different?
Am I starting to disappear?
I’ve made a big mistake
If you want it done right
Why don’t you just do it yourself?
Am I getting too much knowledge?
Have I spent too much time in class?
I’ve made a big mistake
It seems I do still have idiocy left in me
I know I’m not the greatest
But that’s no reason to stop trying
I can’t give too much effort
I can’t move too far away
I’m getting ahead of myself
Showing up at the airport a day early
I’m getting behind myself
What more do I need to confess
Maybe everything is falling apart
Maybe I’m just learning
To look at the mountains reflecting
Rather than the dirty river bed
And we played it for a few people, and they’re like ‘seriously what the fuck is wrong with you guys, you depressing mother fuckers, plus that isn’t even structured anything like a song’.
So you know we kind of gave up for a while.
It was only after talking talk for a few hours that we both had the same thought ‘we should talk to some people about doing a tour of talks talking about talking’. After all everyone talks, it’s the best way to you know, tell people stuff and ask them stuff.
The talking about talking tour went great; it was the talk of the town. One headline proclaimed ‘everyone’s talking about talking about talking’ and another proudly stated ‘the talking about talking about talking article about the talking about talking tour has become the most talked about article of the year!’ (admittedly it was the author of the original 'everyone's talking about talking about talking article' who claimed it was the most talked about article of the year, but who were we to complain?
Success was ours. But we grew restless. We had a talk one day and we were like ‘all we’re doing is talking man, and talk is cheap according to an old cliché which is clearly false because people are definitely talking about how the talking about talking ticket prices are far too pricey, you know, just for a couple of dudes talking’.
Don’t get me fucking wrong, people were listening, hell yeah people were listening, no one would have been talking about the talking about talking tour if no one was listening, but still they had a point, we were just a couple of dudes talking.
So we decided to do something about it, and we formed a band. After a long talk we christened the band ‘Fleeting Forever’ and we were sure soon enough people would stop talking about the talking about talking tour and would all be talking about Fleeting Forever.
We wrote this song.
It’s my head
I never asked you to come to me
I don’t even know your name
But when I’m feeling sad and down
You’re always somewhat to blame
Why do you always tell me I’m not good enough?
Why do you always put me down?
Are you trying to be tough?
Does it make you feel good?
To see me here in despair
Why do you spend so much time with me?
When you don’t even seem to care
Stop talking to me
Stop talking to me
Why can’t you leave me alone?
I’m afraid
I guess I’m afraid of myself
The pessimism you plant in me
Is not what I deserve from you
You could help pick me up and make me feel good
But that’s not what you do
You choose to try and influence me
To say and do things I don’t want to do
The risks I take to satisfy you each day
Always leave me in despair
But you still follow me
To here and to there
And its clear that you don’t even care
Stop talking to me
Stop talking to me
Why can’t you leave me alone?
I’m afraid
I guess I’m afraid of myself
I’m afraid of what you’ll do to me
I’m afraid to hear your voice
I guess I’m afraid of myself
And we played it for a few people, and they were like, ‘what the hell is wrong with you, you depressing fucks’. So we had another crack at it, and wrote this thing.
Dirty river bed
I’ve made a big mistake
I didn’t think I was capable of such stupidity
Am I getting too complacent?
Have I been going for too long?
I’ve made a big mistake
If only I could tell
The difference between night and day
Am I getting too privileged?
Have I just been talking so much?
I made a big mistake
And it set me free
For one more day
So what am I going to do?
What sin can I commit to attest?
I don’t want to look in the mirror
I know I’m not looking my best
I may be laughing
But I’m laughing at myself
I’m getting ahead of myself
Showing up at the airport a day early
I’m getting behind myself
What more do I need to confess
Maybe everything is falling apart
Maybe I’m just learning
To look at the mountains reflecting
Rather than the dirty river bed
I’ve made a big mistake
I always thought reliable
Was the best I could achieve?
Am I getting too different?
Am I starting to disappear?
I’ve made a big mistake
If you want it done right
Why don’t you just do it yourself?
Am I getting too much knowledge?
Have I spent too much time in class?
I’ve made a big mistake
It seems I do still have idiocy left in me
I know I’m not the greatest
But that’s no reason to stop trying
I can’t give too much effort
I can’t move too far away
I’m getting ahead of myself
Showing up at the airport a day early
I’m getting behind myself
What more do I need to confess
Maybe everything is falling apart
Maybe I’m just learning
To look at the mountains reflecting
Rather than the dirty river bed
And we played it for a few people, and they’re like ‘seriously what the fuck is wrong with you guys, you depressing mother fuckers, plus that isn’t even structured anything like a song’.
So you know we kind of gave up for a while.
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