This highway never seemed so long
And it’s all the same
Yeah it’s all the same
Stuck in cities that we always swore we’d leave
But we never change
No we never change
I always thought that if I just had more,
then my insecurities would stop controlling me
But there’s so much that I just can’t let go
So I have to be the one to leave

I’m leaving
I’m leaving this behind
Leaving
So tired of this life

May, if I ever said I didn’t need you
Oh well, I was lying
Caught in the universe that’s in your eyes
And I just want to dive in

So hit the gas, red or green it doesn’t matter
Because I just need you
Nothing matters but you
And tear the pages out of all I ever dreamed of
It’s all new
It’s all new
It’s like you always said, you’ve gotta take your chances
From all these romances that just flare up and die
And all these petty friends and lovers will never be enough for you and I

May, if I ever said I didn’t need you
Oh well, I was lying
Caught in the universe that’s in your eyes
And I just want to dive in
We’ve got a lot of bridges to burn, and tables to turn
If the cards keep falling
We’re burning 80 on a broken land, so show your hand
Because I’m all in

I’m leaving
Leaving this behind
I’m leaving
Let’s leave this place tonight

May, if I ever said I didn’t need you
Oh well, I was lying
Caught in the universe that’s in your eyes
And I just want to dive in
We’ve got a lot of bridges to burn, and tables to turn
If the cards keep falling
We’re burning 80 on a broken land, so show your hand
Because I’m all in
all in

© 2008 Morgan Foster

Are you ever at blockbuster and think to yourself “Oh man, I hope they have a copy of Undercover Brother in the previously viewed section?”  Me neither, I was just asking.

- My neighborhood has a couple different diagonal running roads (including my road) and so the streets cut up the land a little bit. The result of that is that there are two parks in my neighborhood that are literally not even big enough to throw a frisbee. Here’s a pictures of one of them:

This “park” is literally like the size of someone’s back yard.

- My neighborhood is awesome, particularly my neighbors. We’ve been using our third bedroom as the band practice space, and none of my neighbors care. In fact, one neighbor who I barely know left a note saying we have some really good songs and “best of luck.”

- I live pretty close to Korea Town, and the few times I’ve driven Zach to the airport, I drive right through it. Driving through recently I spotted this:

You can’t really tell from this picture, but that store is called “Sexy Girls of the Hollywood.” I thought that was pretty priceless.

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Spotted this at a Dunkin Doughnuts, and I just love the subtext of “sorry for your petty little bitching.” Possibly the most passive aggressive official sign I’ve ever seen.

- I’d never actually seen the green river on St. Patty’s day, and it was pretty fun:

although it probably would have been better hammered.

- All the Wendy’s in Chicago have these big signs displaying “New Italian Beef!” Not only do the signs look like they were put together by a four year old, but the picture of this new sandwich looks horrible. And in Chicago of all places, where you can get a fantastic Italian Beef on every other corner. Poor move Wendy’s.

- When I was first deciding to move down here, I kept saying “probably Wicker Park or Wrigleyville.” Those are probably my two least favorite neighborhoods in all of Chicago now.

- Lincoln Square has two different vintage toy stores within a block of each other. Just found that interesting.

- The other day I had lunch with a few friends downtown, and I had my laptop bag on and this random guy very purposefully ran into me and then said “oh I’m so sorry, let me make it up to you” very awkwardly. I responded “you’re alright bro” and walked away. I checked and everything was still in my bag and in my pockets, though I’m pretty sure he was hoping my wallet was in my back pocket. It was really weird, but I felt kind of a real part of the city. My first attempted pick-pocket. Who knows what sort of damage he could have done with those 4 dollars and random receipts.

- And I leave you with pictures of my cats, more evidence of my growingly reclusive life. Walk on my lawn and I may throw them at you.

I like this because you can see the bird they’re attempting to hunt.

Sorry I haven’t posted anything in ages.  Been just busy and distracted (I bought a Wii).  I’ll get something up soon.  And it’ll be filled with so much incite, odd humor, and self-deprecation it’ll blow your socks off.

I posted again on pizappa.com:

http://pizappa.com/2008/04/08/dumbest-game-ever/ 

Thought you all may enjoy it.

Here’s a couple fortune cookie gems I received recently:

“You have a potential urge and the ability for accomplishment.”

“You have great physical powers and an iron constitution.”

Well it was an interesting last few rounds for the top few teams (not interesting for me as I held basically dead last the whole time). So big congrats to

(drum role)

Ryan H!

Ryan H and Ryan R were tied for first, and thanks to the Kansas win, not only did Ryan H take first, but pcg jumped all the way to second, and Ryan R settles for third. And Andrew jumped over Steve and Jonathan thanks to Kansas winning. Poor jdub was a solid first place for the whole tournament until the final four. So here’s the final standings:

1st - Ryan H - 58
2nd - pcg - 57
3rd - Ryan R - 54
4th - jdub - 52
5th - Andrew - 50
6th - Jonathan - 48
7th - Steve - 47
8th - Ron - 43
9th - Morgan - 36
10th - Joel - 23

So fun tourney challenge once again, although I’ve yet to do better than second to last on my own tourney challenge.

So Ryan, since I’ll be visiting you next week, some lunch will be on me as your prize.

is that it takes an amazing amount of perseverance. It’s impossible to not doubt your own abilities when everyone around you has some piece of advice to offer, and the amount of things you “should be doing” is just crippling. And then to add to it, everyone in the “business” feels the need to be an ass hole (as if they haven’t all been there) because you’re “supposed to have tough skin.” There is no other business in the world like that, where you’re told to “have tough skin” while you put absolutely all of yourself out there. I understand why that’s the case, I’m just pointing it out.

It’s kind of like if you had an idea for a unique restaurant that is all your own and means the absolute world to you, so you decide to give it a shot and build the restaurant. Well the whole time you’re building it people around you are saying to you “have you thought about maybe putting a giant character with a burger for a head out front, because that’s what people love to see” or “yeah I mean your food is really good, but anyone can make food” or “have you been to the Chuck E Cheese down the street, now they know how to make a restaurant.” And then on your opening night you have to call and bug all your friends and feel like a whore, just to have all of them call you back saying “when does the restaurant open again, I’m going to try to make it.” Then the critics show up and are really kind of hoping that it will suck, just so they can say it would suck (because that makes for more interesting writing and talking). Then when it doesn’t suck they say “well keep working hard, you’ve got a long ways to go” without offering you anything really constructive that you could really build off of. Then after a while when your restaurant is really popular, all those same people call you brilliant and claim that they knew you were brilliant from the start and point out that you’re starting to go downhill because you’re getting “too popular.”

Those are on the bad days, of course. On good days, the music world is like a giant party where everyone loves being there and you all create a beautiful artistic expression together. The crowd of non-musicians become part of your piece, they become part of the band, and music becomes a spiritual presence that cannot be explained just as it cannot be grasped, and everyone offers the same amount of themselves, and no one compares themselves to anyone else as we are all unique and bring something unique to the piece, and no one cares who “makes it” and who doesn’t. Man those good days are incredible.

At the end of the day, I never doubt why I’m doing this. If I had a choice, I would drop out. Unfortunately I don’t. This is something that’s written into who I am. Still there are days like today when I just wish God would have written it in my heart to be an accountant.

Lights out in Hollywood, the west coast is sinking
I don’t remember where I was or what I’ve been drinking
No shoelaces and holes in my feet because they like the way I move
And somewhere along this road I lost you

They say everyone gets their chance, and now I’ve got mine
The magazines all say I’m hot right now, but it’s just a matter of time
Maybe I’ll blow up and lose my mind, give them shit to talk about
They’ll all say I liked their old stuff before they sold out

In my fifteen minutes of fame they’ll know my name
But I’ll burn out just as fast as I came
Maybe I’ll die just before my prime so they’ll never realize
I never had it anyway
I never had it anyway

Maybe I’ll just fizzle out and go into rehab after touring Japan
And I’ll keep running as fast as I can, but the media machine is making demands
Maybe write a bunch of songs from a hotel bed, sell a million so they’ll call me brilliant
Clean up after a year or two, drop everything, try to find you

In my fifteen minutes of fame they’ll know my name
But I’ll burn out just as fast as I came
Maybe I’ll die just before my prime so they’ll never realize
I never had it anyway
I never had it anyway
I never had it anyway
I never had you anyway

© 2007 Morgan Foster

I’m excited as it’s my first baseball season in the city, so that can only mean good things.

No predictions from me, no nothing this year.  This time I’m just a fan, not trying to be anything more.