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Ten Years Ago [31 Jan 2016|09:38pm]
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Today, I first talked to someone here on LiveJournal who meant so much to me. I have been thinking of you all day Alex. I am so glad for the time we had together. You are in my thoughts always. Blessings to you Sweetyhead.

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I Have [04 Dec 2012|11:56pm]
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Some big life decisions on the horizon. There's a lot to consider, regardless of what happens I'm pretty amazed at some of the positive changes that have occurred, I feel like things are unfolding as they should and that people and situations are crossing my path that are leading to new ideas, thoughts, and beliefs, when I reflect on things, I can see that I've already come a long way, I need to stay focused and stay on the path, it's been said many times, but a journey of a thousand miles really does begin by taking that first step, and moving in the right direction.

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Let's See If This Works!!! ;) :) :O [01 Dec 2012|01:42pm]
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A Long December [01 Dec 2012|01:21pm]
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A long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving
Oh the days go by so fast

And it's one more day up in the canyons
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think that I could be forgiven
I wish you would
(Na na na, etc. yeah)

The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attaches to a girl

And it's one more day up in the canyons
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think you might come to California
I think you should
(Na na na, etc. yeah)

Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after 2 a.m.
And talked a little while about the year
I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower
Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her

And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass

And it's one more day up in the canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
It's been so long since I've seen the ocean
I guess I should
(Na na na, etc. yeah)

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Happy Halloween [31 Oct 2012|12:00am]
The Dark Haunted Palace Asylum Is Now Open For Business Again, enter if you dare, more cowbell.
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I'm Backkkkkkkkk [31 Oct 2012|12:00am]
[ mood | amused ]

Muauahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Honey I'm Homeeeeeeeeeee!!!

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The Ghost Truck [25 Jun 2011|02:17am]
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Is Sitting Outside With It's Lights On :O

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Happy Summer Solstice [21 Jun 2011|11:59am]
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This will evolve into a posting here tomorrow, I kid you not.

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I'ts Still Memorial Day (Parks Tour) [31 May 2011|11:50pm]
[ mood | nostalgic ]

Sooooo I finished reading Night In The Lonesome October it turned out to be a pretty good book, I would like to read more of Richard Laymon's stuff. I'm just starting to read The Great And Secret Show by Clive Barker, so hopefully I will like that, I've never read much of his stuff I think only part of Weaveworld which I still have somewhere and want to finish. I guess this book goes with another book called Everville which is a follow up to the first book, I would also like to read The Books Of Blood, the short story collection,I've heard they are pretty good.

Yesterday was Memorial Day, (yes I know this post is backdated by a day but don't tell anyone, we'll pretend it's still Monday May 30th) ;) I went out for a walk and stopped by a couple parks I really like, one is Cornwall Park, I used to go there a lot as a kid and it's still one of my favorite places to hang out, there's walking trails and the park also has a nine hole disc golf course which I've been getting back into playing. Going back there always beings back a lot of memories of my grandpa who was a WWII veteran in the Army Corps Of Engineers. He lead a really interesting life, he went a lived in Alaska for awhile panning for gold, he also worked as a miner, for several years, and was a union leader and worked for several years for the city Water Department. He had some really interesting stories to tell, he liked to go over to the park and would take me over there a lot. When he retired he would ride his bike over there every morning and go around the trials there. I always liked going to Cornwall Park with him and listening to stories about his life.

After stopping off to get a few groceries I went to another area I like, Memorial Park, which is near the trial and and the house I wrote about earlier in my cleverly backdated Bithday post) ;) It's a smaller park than Cornwall and it has momument walls that list each war people from Whatcom County who died in each war. It's a little somber but I like to go there and reflect sometimes, it feels peaceful there. I went there on Memorial Day, and spent some time thinking about the sacrifices people made to defend this country. As I said my Grandpa was a veteran who served in World War II. He never really talked too much about the war, mostly people he met and I remember him saying that "we did what we had to do".

I remember seeing newspaper clippings about a reunion he and a soldier from the UK had with a girl they had helped during the war. If I remember the story right they have found her alone when she was a young girl a kept her safe until she could be reunited with her family. They had lost touch over the years and the girl, now a woman, had written letters to a newspapers to find both of them to thank them. She ended up finding both of them and years later they all reunited in New York. I remember seeing a newspaper clipping, I think it was from the New York Times, that had a picture of them reuniting after all those years and meeting each other again. I thought that was a really great story that she remembered them for helping her and was able to find them again after all those years and they were all able to meet again.

Just one of the stories and thoughts on my mind, on Memorial Day, in rememberence of my Grandfather.

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Memorial Day [31 May 2011|12:05am]
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Yes it's not midnight yet so still technically memorial day and this is a memorial day post I will revise it tomorrow along with a top secret back dated birthday post to finish the story about Francis. I will post it all tomorrow, people think I won't but I will.

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Conclusion To Story [19 May 2011|11:51pm]
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So earlier I talked about a house I live in, which had a long walking trail near it that I liked to walk on. The house next door was a cool looking house a big two story house which kind of looked like the house in Psycho. I would walk by there from time to time and see Mannequins in the upstairs window. Some nights my girlfriend would come over and we would walk over to the park at night. On the way back I would tell her I saw someone watching us up from the upstairs window would get spooked.

Well one night we needed something for cooking (I forget exactly what it was) and it was getting dark and rainy outside. So we both joked that we should go over the spooky house next door and ask if we could borrow what we needed. Well as the conversation went on we ended up daring each other to do it. My curiousity was getting the better of me so I decided I would do it. I walked slowly over there though the rain looking at the mannequins peering out of the upstairs windows. I didn't know what to expect when I knocked on the door. As I waited holding my breath I heard someone slowly approaching the door from the inside of the house.

The door slowly opened and there stood a fairly large man dressed in overalls, he somewhat reminded me of a farmer. I asked him if we could borrow something (I think think it was sugar) and he told me to wait there that he would be right back. I've watched a lot of horror movies in my time, and looking around I have to admit I had some thoughts about Psycho, Texas Chainsaw Massacre etc... there were various mannequins around the house some dressed some not. I was actually pretty fascinated by the scene as I stood there waiting for his return.

It turned out that Francis (his name( was actually a pretty interesting and cool guy even though he was a little quirky. (aren't we all) He lived alone and made his living collecting things and sometimes reselling them,I would see him driving his van around collecting cardboard from various businesses and a few times I helped him unload his van. The mannequins were part of his collecting and he would dress them up in womans clothing. It turned out that he liked to sometimes dress up in woman's clothing as every now and then I would see him walking around in his upstairs window dressed as a woman. I've always liked people who were a little quirky or odd, and I'm glad I ended up talking to and meeting Francis he was always friendly whenever I talked to him.

I am now living back in the area near the trail and close to where the house was I used to live in. I walked by there the other day and noticed that it was now just a vacant lot where Francis' house used to be. It really made me sad to see. Apparently he had passed away and someone else had bought the property and the house had been torn down. I still have good memories of the time I spent in that house.I was in my early 20's in college and met a lot of interesting people. I remember one night I was writing a paper and my girlfriend and a few of her friends stopped by and wanted me to go out with them.

When I got back late that night I had writers block and saw that all I had written was "It's about changes..." which can be used as a metaphor for how things change as we journey through life, for some reason I've always remembered those words I had written down years ago.

Sometime though, I think that "progress" isn't always a good thing and that it would be nice to be able to go back and revisit some of those memories places gone by. One of my favorite episodes of one of my favorite shows The Twilight Zone is the episode entitled "A Stop At Willoughby" you can read more about the episode here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Stop_at_Willoughby

This episode was written by Rod Sterling and was apparently one of his favorite episodes. It speaks of wanting to leave the fast paced modern day ever changing world and wanting to go to a peaceful place in ones memories. Sometimes I think of this episode as I did the day I walked back down the trail from my past and saw how things had changed. I wish the house was still there but it's still a peaceful and comforting place near Memorial Park that I like to return too at times.

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Wow [01 May 2011|11:01pm]
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It's weird coming back to this journal after all this time and looking at the pictures here, they bring back so many memories. So I am beginning to make changes in my life, I know it will not be easy but even though it will be a struggle I am committed to doing what I need to do. I've been thinking a lot the last month or so about rebirth and new beginnings. The season and the holidays of Palm Sunday, Good Friday, and Easter hold personal significance to me and also things that have been going on in my life lately.

A friend gave me a gift with a card that really touched me, it's an audiobook by Dr Wayne Dyer. I've heard of him before and I've seen a few of his books but I have never read one so it should be something new and interesting, I think I will start listening to it tonight. I'm also reading Night In The Lonesome October by Richard Laymon, I've been reading a few of his books lately. The title of the book comes from a line in the Edgar Allen Poe poem Ulalume, I've always been a Poe fan. The book is about a guy who goes out walking at night and the strange people he meets. On the first night he goes out at night he sees some girl out walking and he wonders about her so he decides to keep going out at night and looking for her. In the part I'm at now he just up actually talking to her, so I guess I'll find out where that leads. The main topic of conversation so far is the crazed stalker/possible serial killer who drives around in a pickup truck and the homeless guys who hang out under and bridge at night and apparently eat people. I doubt the rest of the book will be boring.

So right now I've living just a few blocks away from a house I lived in years ago, I sometimes walk by there, it brings back a lot of memories of those times in my life. At that time I was a college student and if I remember right that was the first place and I lived where I was on my own without any roommates, (Until my girlfriend at the time lost her apartment and I let her move in with me, but all that drama is another story in itself), and I usually was up late at night when I lived there. I lived right near the end of a dead end street I was the second to last house on the left. Next to me there was this awesome old wooden two story house which kind of looked like the psycho house but it wasn't up on a hillside. Just up past that house was a park and a long trail started out from the beginning of that park led gradually upwards along the route of an old railroad grade. Sometimes I would go out at night and stop by the park and then walk down the trail and back. I really like that time late at night where everything is quiet and somewhat mysterious and most people are asleep.

Coming back home I would walk buy the house next door and see mannequins looking out the upstairs windows. I would wonder who lived in there and make up stories in my head about what went on in the old house. Eventually I did find those things out and it was a pretty interesting story and I met Francis the guy who owned the house. I'll go into that story in my next post which won't take nearly as long in coming as this one did it will be soon, (maybe even as soon as tomorrow). I walked back by there and the house was torn down and it there is just a vacant area where the house used to be, it made me kind of sad to see the house was no longer there. I guess some rich land speculator had bought the property and had the house town down. There was a nearby condo or apartment complex that wasn't there when I lived there, so maybe that had something to do with it.

It is the evening of May 1st, the first day of the month I was born. As I said it feels like a new beginning and rebirth for me in a lot of ways, maybe to celebrate and reminisce on those times, I will take a walk down the trail by where that house used to be, wish me luck. I'll write more about the story behind the house soon. I'll leave the one possible person who still may read this after all this time with that cliffhanger and I promise there will be more to come soon, I'm going to start posting to this journal a lot more regularly than every 2 years ;)

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Merry Christmas [25 Dec 2008|09:16pm]
More snow photos

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Greetings From The North Pole [25 Dec 2008|04:20pm]
Here's some pictures of the snowfall that has been going on for days here

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Yeahhhhhhhhhhh Babyyyyyyyyyy Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh [04 Nov 2008|06:40pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

Do You Hear That Sound Mr. Anderson???

That's The Sound Of Inevitability!!!

Bye Bye Bushyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!! Bye Bye Lying Republican Scummmmmmm!!!

Tonight The Democratic Kicking Of The Assholes Beginssssss!!! ;)

The Dawn Of A New Day Is Here!!! ;)

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More Pics [24 May 2008|05:52pm]
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Nothing like being woken up at 8am on a Saturday morning to the sounds of chainsaws and earth movers. They have been screwing with the area next door and cutting down trees etc... for the last few days. If that guy is out there again at 8 am tomorrow I think we are going to have a little talk.

Heading out for the night and I might be going to Bellingham tomorrow for the Ski to Sea race if I do I will take plenty of pictures and post them here.

Have a good Memorial day weekend everyone.

The Place

Swing

Purple Flower

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Picture Time [21 May 2008|09:03pm]
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Homestead The Homestead

Red Green

Woods Flower

In bloom 2

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Powerful Snows [30 Mar 2008|11:45pm]
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It's been snowing here on and off for the last few days.

Weird for this time of year, I thought this was spring.

Hopefully it' will be nice for the Seattle Mariners season opener tomorrow.

Gooooooooooo Marinerssssssssss!!!

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More Powerful Snows

Spider :O

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Boycott Starbucks [26 Mar 2008|05:17pm]
[ mood | nostalgic ]

I hate their coffee anyway.



Even though truly is misspelled I like this video.

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Hope Springs Eternal [20 Mar 2008|02:51am]
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I'm thankful that spring is here

I'm also thankful for being home and the knowing how golden silence really can be

Spring Blooms

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Saw this rainbow walking home from the park today. Hopefully it's a good sign.

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