real rescue hero

im alive, most of the time.
there hasnt been a single bit of musical productivity from me in way too long...as if there ever was any at all.
my big dog likes to antagonize my little dog, its funny.

riding my snowboard has been alot of fun.
riding it outwest would be way better i think.

id like to go to chicago soon, maybe go to a museum or a rock n roll show.

im so glad to be done with Muskegon soon.
then after that Michigan.
then a little after that...The United States.

i wish i were a goldsmith, then i could make a circle as a gift.

i really have just been rambling.

*love brent.

i won a surfboard on ebay for $67.25.

i havent went on any trips this summer. bummer.

school is going to suck. awesomely.
*anthro
*western lit
*matthew
*(havent figured out what else i should take)

sweet.

later.
me

another semester at University of Muskegon.
hopefully ill be living slightly east of here come january.
going back to school makes me realize that im not very good at math...
my girly friend makes me feel like im not dead...so thats good.
amped 2 is still addictive... theres something about snowboarding games...i tell ya.
one day i will be in a band, then i will get struck by lightning and eaten by a shark.

i am boring.

love, brent temple

"its always good to be king...its never good to be me"
this along with many other lyrics runs through my head pretty much everyday...

my question:
What line of lyrics goes through your head daily?

One time i ate a chili dog it made me really sick.

are you from canada or something?
~Actually i just love maple syrup.

leafs are cool. i got ink on me.

the harbor theatre has closed. no more good films in muskegon.

Neat
yup
Nice
yup
New
yup

for anyone that has one clue to where thats from, cheers!

holy stars batwing! Hamburglar is on the loose!
summer heat makes meat crazy.

rain does not smell like Tide says it should, nor does it taste like gatorade says it does. how do we let these companies false advertise! RISE UP PEOPLE! or just sit there with me...complain on the internet...drink some gatorade and enjoy your clean clothing.

im really not funny... so you are lying to your pathetic selves if you laugh at this, watch will and grace, that will make you laugh. flamboyantly gay man and high pitched woman = comic jeenyus'

have fun kids. lifes not heart surgery.

love.
.brent.

my body is exactly 100degrees.
fuck that 98.6 shit.
my throat feels like someone is rubbing it with steel wool.
someone should find that person that beat my entire body with a baseball bat and kick their ass.
being sick is wicked sweet

the days are longer.
miles get shorter.
gas is more expensive.

there is less clothing worn.
kids hang around houses.
festivals sprout up.

people look like lobsters.
friends are home from school.

fireworks, campfires.
sparkler signatures.

wine consumed on piers.
knees scraped on concrete.

recollection of how good life can really be.

i dont pay any attention to this thing anymore since that damn myspace thing takes up all my internet blogging energy.
adam is home. just thought i would tell you. summer should suckon.
oh well. im sure none of you will read this becuase you are off doing the same.
i think i have fell in love with playing my drum set again...its not like ive ever fell out of love...(they were usually at another location so we could practice there)... i just think having them home and me able to walk over a bang on them makes me happy. we havent played in a few days, im kinda feenin. i never know what is going on with my situations of rock and roll... they are usually good for a while til something happens or someone moves away. ameras cadam couldve been awesome... perfect formula, best of friends, good laughs, good times... only problem was lack of motivation and that desire for higher education...(that rhymed). i really want something to work, i hope the latest thing doesnt fall apart but i have the slightest suspicion that it will all crumble shortly. theres me being optimistic.
i have no idea what i am going to do next year... i gotta figure that out, i sent the transfer crap to GVSU...so ill prolly be rotting somewhere slightly south-east come next fall or winter.
well any thing new with you, shithead?

mr T

wondershowzen=insane.
looks like golf is all im tackling next semseter...sweet.
yesterday=funtime.
me=tired
this post=pointless
everyone=everyone
me=bored.

love=brent

drum solo? faggot! (a twist on micah's story about people calling him a faggot for having drumsticks, while he was walking down the road...)
are colorguards part of homeland security?
"heaven is when you get a 6 piece chicken nugget and they give you seven...and a switchblade..."
itunes doesnt have any good "indie" radio stations.
wonder showzen might be my most favorite show on television/youtube.
people=dicks.
my ass just got handed to me, im glad that class is over.
"im gonna tan your hide when you get home... " when is the last time someone in your family tanned a hide?


today im gonna
final edit that flick...
put it to video tape...
punch myself in the face...
play with my puppy.
anyone care to join?!?


love mucho,
brent

ya know those feelings like you know something cool is going happen yet its not quite concrete enough to actually say it aloud... you do? oh okay.

( gotta get high somehow )

trees, be green.
water, be warm.
campfires, stop making my clothes smell for 3 days.
friends, dont sit around rotten diners, lets hang out at the pier.
pier, stop letting fishermen sit on you.
drums, stop making my ears ring so good.
scott, stop being so red
school, just stop already
happyland, be happy again.
girls, go fuck yourself.
easter, stop acting like halloween; candy, zombies, rabid giant bunnies.

someone should send me a letter.
brent temple
2176 hyde park rd
muskegon, mi 49445
in this letter you could say a few words, draw a picture, send me money, send anything really. it will be fun so do it...i just want some mail.

~if you didnt really notice that ive now moved back home then well...i guess after that sentence you pretty much get it now right?
the last 5 months were dandy, it was a good time. i thank amy for that.
~the new rock project sucks, alot, we all hate each other and the music is pure shit. i cant believe i would ever agree to play with two of the most rotten humans alive. so in a few months if we ever feel like playing dumb shit you will see, fucking terrible.
~(ready reckoner. ren and stimpy. bottles of wine. wangs.) = vivid imagery of last night.
~owen is next week...that should be a dumb time. drunk bastards talking over a person playing acoustic, ill prolly end up breaking a chair over some kids face for saying something along the lines of "i sing this song when im happy/depressed/stoned/paralyzed...etc." i am pretty tuff, be intimidated.

no longer scarred for three days with reminants of black sludge marker, put into symbols of persons not able to consume poison legally, i wore my yellow and blue striped wristband loosely on my right wrist, the wrist that i have not yet broken. as i sit here typing away i think about how this day was one that could be chaulked up under "good." the ever-so entertaining guitar hero at my fingertips as i awaited a guitarist to play his songs he wrote while staying in a friends basement, finishing up law school. after seeing the band named after a newly materialized bank chain for the third time i realized again why hardly any talented musicians come out of michigan, soley becuase no-one attends amazing rock shows. They played the songs i sang along and stood infront of the 27 other people in the room. now ive been wanting to see criteria for quite sometime but they tend to forget this state, probably becuase no one goes to see them on monday nights during crunch-time near a college campus...i was hoping that "this one man band from omaha"(which actually has four members) would play at least decently...but to my surprise not only did they play flawless they were extremely entertaining, next time they play here i would like to see a few more bodies lined in front...maybe singing a lyric or two...

love.

joshua clark, you've done good. im proud of my joshy, jason too(but your not important in this post).
you mother effers really, truly, have no damn clue of what is gonna hit your ears.
"i wanted to show you all the men that said hello to me"

im still single, hey you, fix that.

the rest of the week is gonna be fu*king sweet!
im looking forward to thursday night and friday the most.
i cant believe how cool things are gonna get really soon.