<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284893608175731788</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:27:34.843-08:00</updated><category term='New'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='monster'/><category term='drawing'/><category term='sea'/><category term='rise'/><category term='Deal'/><category term='chanty'/><category term='monsters'/><category term='Whimsy'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='song'/><category term='sketch'/><category term='pirate'/><category term='dream'/><category term='art'/><category term='tonight'/><category term='fall'/><category term='rap'/><category term='fight'/><category term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Misadventures and Mishaps</title><subtitle type='html'>Creations by the one who goes bump in the night...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Bump in the Night</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03587208219207684692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/S1jKoT-lEKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DbCXGOJe4lQ/s1600-R/n505151634_25029_6914.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284893608175731788.post-4333249046711977473</id><published>2010-06-04T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:09:37.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey</title><content type='html'>It was not until she reached&lt;br /&gt;her final destination&lt;br /&gt;that she realized&lt;br /&gt;she was holding the map&lt;br /&gt;upside-down&lt;br /&gt;the whole time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-4333249046711977473?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4333249046711977473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284893608175731788&amp;postID=4333249046711977473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/4333249046711977473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/4333249046711977473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/2010/06/journey.html' title='The Journey'/><author><name>The Bump in the Night</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03587208219207684692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/S1jKoT-lEKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DbCXGOJe4lQ/s1600-R/n505151634_25029_6914.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284893608175731788.post-8054737716904876400</id><published>2009-02-25T08:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:59:43.594-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whimsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'>Whimsy - Sketchbook Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31026_2384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 402px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 604px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31026_2384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31025_2098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 402px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 604px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31025_2098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31031_3802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 406px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 604px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31031_3802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31024_1813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 402px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 604px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31024_1813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31023_1538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 402px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 604px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31023_1538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31035_4871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 604px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31035_4871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31034_4597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 604px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31034_4597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31018_147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 406px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 604px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31018_147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31028_2939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 402px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 604px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31028_2939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-8054737716904876400?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/8054737716904876400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284893608175731788&amp;postID=8054737716904876400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/8054737716904876400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/8054737716904876400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/2009/02/sketchbook-stuff.html' title='Whimsy - Sketchbook Stuff'/><author><name>The Bump in the Night</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03587208219207684692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/S1jKoT-lEKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DbCXGOJe4lQ/s1600-R/n505151634_25029_6914.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284893608175731788.post-3351827066686936601</id><published>2009-02-18T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:22:32.678-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monsters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'>MONSTER! Sketchbook Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31030_3547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 434px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31030_3547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31022_1240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 436px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31022_1240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31020_694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 432px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31020_694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31021_962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 433px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31021_962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31019_428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 437px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31019_428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31032_4064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 434px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_31032_4064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-3351827066686936601?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3351827066686936601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284893608175731788&amp;postID=3351827066686936601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/3351827066686936601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/3351827066686936601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/2009/02/monster-sketchbook-stuff.html' title='MONSTER! Sketchbook Stuff'/><author><name>The Bump in the Night</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03587208219207684692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/S1jKoT-lEKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DbCXGOJe4lQ/s1600-R/n505151634_25029_6914.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284893608175731788.post-7922188897176617153</id><published>2009-02-09T09:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:27:28.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Stuff w/ Michelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_26656_3892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 431px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_26656_3892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_25207_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_25207_15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_25206_9722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 433px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_25206_9722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_25205_9195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 405px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v67/30/90/505151634/n505151634_25205_9195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is from a series of illustrations I did with my friend, Michelle (here's her myspace: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/huntingthesnark" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/huntingthesnark&lt;/a&gt;) She wanted to practice illustrating and I wanted to try to figure out water colours. I like colours.^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-7922188897176617153?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/7922188897176617153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284893608175731788&amp;postID=7922188897176617153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/7922188897176617153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/7922188897176617153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/2009/02/art-stuff-part-2.html' title='Art Stuff w/ Michelle'/><author><name>The Bump in the Night</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03587208219207684692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/S1jKoT-lEKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DbCXGOJe4lQ/s1600-R/n505151634_25029_6914.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284893608175731788.post-594821275503713587</id><published>2009-02-09T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:25:53.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Stuff - Scanner Etudes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v54/30/90/505151634/n505151634_8787_2885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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You sir? You don't know what to do, sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll give you a clue, sir. Talk to my producer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heartbeat's syncopated, tongue twistin's what I do, sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No rhythm all rhyme, all beat in no time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Close my eyes to the ceiling, I'mma sing this one with feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spotlight is mine, this light it is lime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It feels so sublime, my rhyme's in its prime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hurry, listen up, here comes a sound bite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hi, I'm your emcee for tonight."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess the juxtaposition of my sunny disposition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As I get in this position and I pull out my dukes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is just as alarmin' as my wit and smile are charmin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you know I'm disarmin' when I reach for your nukes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I"ll give you something to shout about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't look at me like that. Don't pout your mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'mma leave the room, I'mma mill about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I'm that girl! "Ooh, that kind of girl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'mma make you see colours you ain't ever seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take you to places in your heart you ain't ever been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got my mic in my hand as I do my thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I be yankin' tuggin' pullin' on your heartstrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love me if you feel, hate me 'gainst your will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make you climb the highest mountain and yell, "Heart, be still!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I'm just a girl yelling into a mic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't worry, love you too! HA HA! PSYCH!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nah, I'm just playin'. I love you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stop time for you 'til all it do is crawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you're feeling my love, I hope you're feeling my flow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I'mma make you love me in super slow-mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frame by frame, shot by shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thrillin' and suspendin' an intriguin' plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'mma muster dialogue that make you fluster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soundtrack make you trust'er with your next blockbuster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'mma make the city scream, shimmy and shake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like an earthquake, box office will break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm countin' on the fountain on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wish I dished half the crowd on John Lennon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or Paul, or George, or even Ringo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just want an audience, people to sing to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause i got the beat that get them out they seats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make you drip and strip on account of the heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got what you need and you don't need them clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got mad word play and innuendos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's my name? "G-Spot!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do I rock? "The G-Spot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stir that drink, your stick will swizzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I move, you move, I'mma make you sizzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy, this fire won't ever be quenched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Til we're pantin' in a pile our bodies drenched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make you moan, make you scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make you wish, make you dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make you turn and reach for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I'm just in your head, your fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, you're sick and tired of girls who are over-rated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spend some time with me be over compensated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't need to hold me, I can hold my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can call my house, but I'm not at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hello, you've reached Genevieve's phone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please leave a message after the tone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'll be out all night 'til the break of dawn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't hold it against me 'cause life goes on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So dismal and abysmal that your point of view is small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Widen your horizon, open eyes, that is all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Move to the music 'til the rhythm get in us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stare into the sun 'til you burn your retinas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Make your heart feel, make your heart real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'mma break the seal 'cause that's the new deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-2364991720183494635?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2364991720183494635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284893608175731788&amp;postID=2364991720183494635' title='0 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type='text'>The Quitter</title><content type='html'>I hear you breathing&lt;br /&gt;Inhale and exhale&lt;br /&gt;No smoke this time,&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;I French inhale as you exhale&lt;br /&gt;Only air,&lt;br /&gt;Only words,&lt;br /&gt;Only you.&lt;br /&gt;I gasp for breath.&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope that&lt;br /&gt;My air&lt;br /&gt;And my words&lt;br /&gt;could be as clean as you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-3573091281036712677?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/3573091281036712677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284893608175731788&amp;postID=3573091281036712677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hospitals.&lt;br /&gt;An eight-hour wait for treatment&lt;br /&gt;is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tetanus shot.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to get stabbed.&lt;br /&gt;I might heal better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a list of names,&lt;br /&gt;my moniker awaits its&lt;br /&gt;sterile announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her chest rattles and&lt;br /&gt;her body shakes to unheard&lt;br /&gt;hospital music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not worry.&lt;br /&gt;I assure you that I will&lt;br /&gt;be fine tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bandage.&lt;br /&gt;Its not as bad as you think.&lt;br /&gt;There won't be a scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hospital waits&lt;br /&gt;for its halls to empty of&lt;br /&gt;Those waiting for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-1247886991992568399?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/S1jKoT-lEKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DbCXGOJe4lQ/s1600-R/n505151634_25029_6914.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284893608175731788.post-2082863341615744518</id><published>2007-05-31T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:33:05.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Rise and Fall</title><content type='html'>-I-&lt;br /&gt;Rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen civilizations&lt;br /&gt;Rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;Built on the backs of those stronger than me&lt;br /&gt;Their buildings rose&lt;br /&gt;As their spirits fell&lt;br /&gt;Into hands bigger than mine&lt;br /&gt;Stronger than mine&lt;br /&gt;Run by men smaller than me&lt;br /&gt;Built so that they could be stronger than me&lt;br /&gt;And I watched them fall&lt;br /&gt;Onto their knees hoping to stop the fall&lt;br /&gt;Because hope was gone&lt;br /&gt;And things became less civilized&lt;br /&gt;Because they saw the rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;Of their little lives &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-II-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen people’s lives&lt;br /&gt;Rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;Moving to the music that’s too hard for most to hear&lt;br /&gt;Too slow for us who move&lt;br /&gt;Too fast for us who stay&lt;br /&gt;And the melody undulates as the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Rises and falls&lt;br /&gt;In the smiles and tears&lt;br /&gt;Of those who are just trying to live, love, be&lt;br /&gt;With the one they love&lt;br /&gt;With the one who makes them live&lt;br /&gt;And makes their hearts jump to that&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable rhythm&lt;br /&gt;And rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;To that melody&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-III-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;I remember when our bodies used to&lt;br /&gt;Rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;Mimicking the tide&lt;br /&gt;We would hear outside&lt;br /&gt;Coming and going like a weary traveler&lt;br /&gt;Memorizing the lines of the land&lt;br /&gt;And the lines of my hand&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I should love you&lt;br /&gt;And say that this love will be cut short&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t resist the rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;Of your body against mine&lt;br /&gt;Under the light of a crescent moon&lt;br /&gt;Rising and falling&lt;br /&gt;With the daunting threat of day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-2082863341615744518?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/2082863341615744518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284893608175731788&amp;postID=2082863341615744518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/2082863341615744518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/2082863341615744518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/rise-and-fall.html' title='Rise and Fall'/><author><name>The Bump in the Night</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03587208219207684692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/S1jKoT-lEKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DbCXGOJe4lQ/s1600-R/n505151634_25029_6914.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284893608175731788.post-6276661676983610906</id><published>2007-05-28T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T15:39:38.518-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pirate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chanty'/><title type='text'>A Ship on the Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/RltZ24AuxWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pivQ47Zv-K4/s1600-h/beachsky01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/RltZ24AuxWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pivQ47Zv-K4/s320/beachsky01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744604818883938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's time for a pirate sea chanty. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The salty wind blows through my hair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As those around me solemnly swear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That the ocean is all but theirs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On a ship on the water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We’re sailors&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The sea, like a mother, has been kind to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We voyage across her in search of booty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;With treasures untold and new people to meet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She keeps us afloat because we’re her fleet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the sun’s what we follow over her waves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are her children. We are the brave.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Venturing to the ends of the earth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We’ve been sailors e’er since our birth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The salty wind blows through my hair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As those around me solemnly swear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That the ocean is all but theirs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On a ship on the water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We’re sailors&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our ship, she is old, and trusty, and true&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wherever she goes, adventure ensues&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She keeps our hearts full of hope for the best&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In distant lands, in treasure chests&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In every sea shanty, in all ocean tunes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;X marks the spot for every doubloon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I wouldn’t trade all the gold in the world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;For my place in this keep, or this fortune unfurled&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The salty wind blows through my hair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As those around me solemnly swear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That the ocean is all but theirs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On a ship on the water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We’re sailors&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My first mate, at his best has always been burly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He is my best friend, tattooed and so surly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My hook’s on the left, and he’s my right hand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you backtalk to me, your hide will get tanned&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We’ll cut you open from your heart to your shank&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or gag and blindfold you, make you walk the plank&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you know what is best, you’ll be a fast walker&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And be swallowed alive by Davey Jones’ locker&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The salty wind blows through my hair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As those around me solemnly swear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That the ocean is all but theirs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On a ship on the water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We’re sailors&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My leg, it is pegged, my eye it is patched,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The strength of my crew can never be matched&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We’ve seen folly and foul, since our crew left the land&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We never lose battles when I’m in command&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Those we have lost in on sea combat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are the ones we remember when we tip our hats&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;For they are the ones who’ve given their all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the longest battles, and most grueling of squalls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The salty wind blows through my hair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As those around me solemnly swear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That the ocean is all but theirs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On a ship on the water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We’re sailors&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some say we are rogues. Some say we are rovers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We conquer the seas as our journey goes over&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I’ve seen crews who’ve tried, but have met their demise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The sea took them in, their ships did capsize.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our ship’s never failed. She’s all that I know.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Her sails up above me and cold ocean below&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As the flotsam and jetsam float away in sea foam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here I will stay, because there’s no place like home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The salty wind blows through my hair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As those around me solemnly swear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That the ocean is all but theirs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On a ship on the water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We’re sailors&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-6276661676983610906?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/6276661676983610906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284893608175731788&amp;postID=6276661676983610906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/6276661676983610906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/6276661676983610906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/ship-on-water.html' title='A Ship on the Water'/><author><name>The Bump in the Night</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03587208219207684692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/S1jKoT-lEKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DbCXGOJe4lQ/s1600-R/n505151634_25029_6914.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/RltZ24AuxWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pivQ47Zv-K4/s72-c/beachsky01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284893608175731788.post-4034755629288037603</id><published>2007-05-22T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T21:40:41.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Drift Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll dream a little dream of you&lt;br /&gt;And have a smoke and drink or two&lt;br /&gt;And in the smoke, I'll see your face&lt;br /&gt;Billow, swell, and dissipate&lt;br /&gt;As I drift away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bones are growing older now&lt;br /&gt;Friends fade away, I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;To hold on with these sleeping eyes&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a blessing in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Lets me drift away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk to strangers, who relate,&lt;br /&gt;Debate, complain, commiserate.&lt;br /&gt;As I inhale this acrid air&lt;br /&gt;Pinch me, so I know you're not there.&lt;br /&gt;And I can drift away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The constellations spell your name&lt;br /&gt;As Orion takes careful aim&lt;br /&gt;To shoot a star across the skies&lt;br /&gt;And hit me straight between the eyes&lt;br /&gt;The heavens explode&lt;br /&gt;In celestial nodes&lt;br /&gt;The skies won't ever be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep calls me on a tin can phone&lt;br /&gt;I hear it o'er the city's drone&lt;br /&gt;This is where I rest my head&lt;br /&gt;My eyes feel weighted down with lead&lt;br /&gt;As I drift away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll dream a little dream of you&lt;br /&gt;You wave goodbye and say 'adieu'&lt;br /&gt;Then I smile and blow a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Remember, love, and reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;I let you drift away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I drift away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-4034755629288037603?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4034755629288037603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284893608175731788&amp;postID=4034755629288037603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/4034755629288037603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/4034755629288037603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/drift-away.html' title='Drift Away'/><author><name>The Bump in the Night</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03587208219207684692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/S1jKoT-lEKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DbCXGOJe4lQ/s1600-R/n505151634_25029_6914.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284893608175731788.post-512897271072226215</id><published>2007-05-22T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T12:55:24.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tonight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Fight Tonight</title><content type='html'>I'm so friggin' gangster.  I wrote this on a whim one day.  It started off as one set of rhymes, then escalated into awesomeness...&lt;br /&gt;PS, I'm not really this angry. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hickory dickory motherfuckin' dock&lt;br /&gt;Get out the way, I'mma clean yo clock&lt;br /&gt;With rhymes so ill, my values are shocked&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so sad that your obituary's locked&lt;br /&gt;Don't be full of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;That it gonna print tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's gonna be a fight tonight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You roll into the club true playa fo' real&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cozy up to all the girls, so you can cop a feel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who you think you are tryin' that same shit on me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You picked the wrong girl, and soon you will see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There ain't nothing worse than a wannabe,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And now I unleash the fists of fury&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm sorry, son, but you're looking to expire&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gonna need a new nose, and get your jaw wired&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And before you know it, the lights will fade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'mma kick your fucking ass back to the first grade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I might not be a gangster, but I am tonight,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, put up your fucking fists. C'mon let's fight!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some say I rock, but I roll a little better&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll drop you like a rock, as I float up like a feather&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'mma stomp yo face 'cause ain't nobody want it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fell out the ugly tree and hit e'ery branch on it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You think I'm a bitch? I'm just keepin' it real&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But sorry, I like guys who have sex appeal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You think you're bringin' the noise? You think you're bringin' the funk?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're lucky you ain't chopped up and locked up in my trunk.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You think that this, this is the end of this?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You'll be singing other songs when you kiss my fist.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I might not be a gangster, but I am tonight,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, put up your fucking fists. C'mon let's fight!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Put your fucking gat down, you fucking pussy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What the fuck you trying to do? Fucking push me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're fighting with a girl and you pull out your gun?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Didn't yo mamma teach you manners? That's okay, son&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You don't hit girls. That's the first lesson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I guess in your case, I can make an exception&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is etiquette if you don't wanna get&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yo fucking ass beat by an angry chick.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The only thing worse than seeing a grown man cry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is his head under my foot, saying he wants to die&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I might not be a gangster, but I am tonight,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, put up your fucking fists. C'mon let's fight!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-512897271072226215?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/512897271072226215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284893608175731788&amp;postID=512897271072226215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/512897271072226215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/512897271072226215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/fight-song.html' title='Fight Tonight'/><author><name>The Bump in the Night</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03587208219207684692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/S1jKoT-lEKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DbCXGOJe4lQ/s1600-R/n505151634_25029_6914.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284893608175731788.post-4020330545704418146</id><published>2007-05-22T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T19:05:00.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Oldie, but Goodie</title><content type='html'>I wrote this a while back. My friends posed a challenge to me to write a song that could be performed in either swing or hip-hop. BOOM! SUCCESS! Here it is.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm tweakin' every weekend before it gets dark,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hanging with Johnny and Jack in the park.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Follow up with Jose Cuervo, a good friend of mine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me and Cap'n Morgan will share a good time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you've got one light it, pass it to the left.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you're hanging with my friends, well that's enough said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They ain't bad habits 'cause they ain't bad friends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They just have sway and great influence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sadly, I'm going from memory and I can't remember the choruses -__-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know my soul is empty and my brain is dead,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but it keeps my stomach full and my spirit fed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gonna drink when I'm thirsty and smoke when I'm not.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be trippin' around downtown 'til I'm shot or I'm caught.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't fuss and don't fight, don't light it on fire.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As the night gets longer we get higher and higher.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I don't toast MJ, she won't toast me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What? Waste my night? Fuck you! BLASPHEMY!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brad is my homeboy, but Jimi's the shit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;says, "Joey's got a gun, so don't fuck with it"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bobby was a soldier, Floyd has a darkside&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you're kicking it with them its one hell of a ride.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You think I'm alcoholic? I think you're a prude.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alcoholics go to meetings. I'm a drunk, dude!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They ain't bad habits cause they ain't bad friends.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They just have sway and great influence.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You think I drink too much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think you think too much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You think that I am wasted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You just can't wait to taste it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You want to be like me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just want to be free.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You wish that I was sober.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I tell you, 'It ain't over!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll down another 40.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You tell me I'll be sorry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm sitting at that table&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You tell me I'm unstable,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Staring at that empty can,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;with my head in my hands&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284893608175731788-4020330545704418146?l=misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/feeds/4020330545704418146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284893608175731788&amp;postID=4020330545704418146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/4020330545704418146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284893608175731788/posts/default/4020330545704418146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misadventuresandmishaps.blogspot.com/2007/05/oldie-but-goodie.html' title='An Oldie, but Goodie'/><author><name>The Bump in the Night</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03587208219207684692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nb1sAM7DxHY/S1jKoT-lEKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DbCXGOJe4lQ/s1600-R/n505151634_25029_6914.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
