September 2010
42 posts
Outkast.
West Savannah.
Windows down on my way home and it came on my iPod. Took me back to Fall 2000, the start of tenth grade, and riding around in my buddy Dirk’s old Volvo. We were young, we weren’t freshmen anymore, and we had a friend who could DRIVE. Cool nerds who thought we were gangster.
Music is a time machine.
August 2010
37 posts
HBO.
I keep forgetting it’s Tuesday, and that’s AWESOME. It’s my first day back in school so my mind thinks it’s Monday. GOTTA love it when you realize you’ve only got a four-day week until the weekend. It’s like waking up from a “naked in front of an audience” dream and realizing you were sleeping (unless you’re into that, of course).
The last...
Drew vs Food.
Went to Richmond, Virginia on Friday with my mom to help my sister get geared up for her move to Florida.
It was a chill night, and marked two years since I first asked Amanda out, and two years since the Mayer show in Raleigh that she couldn’t go to. RIDICULOUS how fast the time goes. That show still stands out as one of the best I’ve seen, if not the best. He brought it ALL, and it...
“Standing at the edge of your life.
At the edge of our lives.
Don’t hold on...”
– Ben Harper, “Fly One Time”. REALLY feelin’ this song these days. Love it.
Embracing the nothing.
School is kicking my Tumblr’s ASS right now, but I’ve got a week off and I’m ready to WRITE.
Went up to the mountains for a quiet getaway this weekend and it felt like fall. Loved it. Don’t get me wrong, summer is still in full swing, but it was nice to breathe in cool air for a few days. I’m a big fan of every season, but my favorite times are the transition periods...
“When you came in the air went out.
And every shadow filled up with doubt.
I...”
– Jace Everett, “Bad Things”—-don’t blame me and don’t judge. Been marathoning “True Blood” this weekend and I’m lookin’ to buy some V…
“Never looking back or too far in front of me, the present is a gift, and I just...”
– Common, “Be”
WatchThree-year throwback. Clarity 2007. Atlanta, GA.
Musical double standards.
There is a musical double standard.
What is it?
It’s guys listening to female singers. For some reason, society says it’s not cool for dudes to listen to chick singers. If you do this, you’re either “gay” (in a derogatory sense of the word) or you’re in the same family as the girl, but what are the odds of that?
Women can listen to it all and there’s...
Friday afternoon.
Time slows down on Friday afternoons. I promise you this.
Lunch flies, your food digests, and the second hand FREEZES. Everything else moves around you normal speed, but the clock slows down like when Superman moves super-fast and everything else looks frozen. Well, WE (people, objects, animals, trees, squirrels) are all moving like that now, and the clocks are stopped.
People out there who...
Summer Movie Pick-Up Lines by Drew Sykes.
Having trouble finding a significant other? Do you wanna holler, but you JUST don’t know what to SAY?
Don’t fret! Because I’ve got several summer movie pick-up lines you can you to advance your status with that girl or boy you wanna chat with! And hey, if they don’t get the reference, they aren’t even worth the time, right?
Here we go. Say these just as...
“The key to creativity is letting go of the self-conscious. Get past dropping...”
– Thoughts.
Ramble on.
Sittin’ on my porch again. Been out for a bit.
I’m in an interesting place right now. Things are cool, but a lot is changing. You know this. I’ve complained and celebrated it at the same time.
You ever have anything you complain and celebrate about? It’s an odd combination. Same as being excited and nervous about something. One thing’s great, the other not so much....
Friday.
It’s Friday.
“HALLELUJAH, holy shit, where’s the tylenol?”
Whew. There’s something about Friday that scrapes your energy from the bottom of the barrel and reminds you that you’re gonna make it. It’s the Oreo at the bottom of the shake and the wind on the beach on a hot day.
I look at Friday like my last set of a workout at the gym. I always struggle the...
August.
August.
The coolest name of the months, but one of the hottest. It means back to school, humidity, and slightly shorter days. It’s a sleep month where instead of sitting on porches and soaking in the heat, it’s back to the grind.
August.
Eighth month of the year. 2010 is flying by, but I’ll say that again in September. It’s the end of summer to society, but not to the...
Watch1839 Photography.
“We all want to have the time of our lives without freaking out. I say FREAK OUT....”
– John Mayer
Monday night.
I’m sitting on my porch drinking a glass of red wine and listening to the NIGHT.
The crickets are humming and playing their legs like violins, and cars are driving by faster than they should (but I do it too). It’s cool out tonight. Crisp. One of the crickets is louder than the rest. The lead singer while the others provide backup. I can hear drums from a bar down the road. They...
two minutes on a bus.
alexandraduggan:
The city taught me to disappear Travelling red, a connect-the-dots Taxi lamp overhead goes out Locks click engaged Thirty million whispers of rage Thirty million alternate routes Still on the corner if I turn on the spot Thirty million, only one knows you’re here.
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