Stan Lee's Comikaze 2013

Stan Lee's Comikaze 2013, a set on Flickr.

my first adventure to Stan Lee's Comikaze @ Los Angeles Convention Center. my 2nd con this year after being absent for so many years.

blue

a million eyes have looked upon me,
yours are the brightest blue
it's true
but now i must be free
free of you
i got lost in your eyes
only to realize
i fell in love with you
but you didn't see
this love i have for you
stuck on my very own
brown eyed blues
you found me
came to me
in a cloak of friendship
in my time of darkness
and hardship
you lifted me up
when i was all down
and broken
i don't know where i went wrong
i don't know when it all got messed up
but it seems,
just like that
i got dropped
back in to million pieces
on the floor
shattered
scattered
forced to change my color
from bright yellow
like the sun
to blood red
like i was left for dead
to gray,
in days of sorrow
to black,
in coldness,
like there is no tomorrow
all happened in one sunny day
darkened in clouds of rain
and pain
leaving me in desperate sadness
but now i must be free
free from you
i am all good
i no longer need you
for my colors
now
i'm back to blue

RyC
07.25.13

RyC's Coffee Shop Tales: "does someone dress you?"

if you're actually reading this.

hi, RyC here. hope all is well.

anyways, i've kind of been going back and forth about writing, but i don't know what.  and for the most part, i haven't had anything really to say.  well, acutally i couldn't really gather my thoughts enough to compose something, i was going through a lot of sorting and organizing in my head and things are at random.  what i really wanted to do was to get a blog up and running again, but it didn't really get me too far.  i was able to revamp my blog, but in the process i lost my readers/subscribers, darn, oh well. actually more like, "wait, i actually had readers and subcribers? wow, okay."  

i had a quick discussion with a dear friend of mine, who i actually just found out she has her own blog, i haven't gotten a chance to read all her stuff, yet. but i did schemed through and it's really cool and neat.  i kind of envy her and i told her about my blogging dilemma, she told me don't worry about readers and subcribers, just to blog for myself.  she's perfectly right and she would remind me so if she's reading this, she's always right. lol.  i've actually been outlining subject and matters to write about and i shall get to writing soon enough.  but for now i've decided to start back from my basics.  write at random, free writing and i've been actually doing it for a bit now in my composition notebook.  it's great hand writing excercise, too. i've realized that i've been to spoiled with typing and my hand writing and penmanship took some toll. 

i remember when "note" was first introduced to facebook, i started writing random stupid stuff and i dubbed it "Ryan Today" and i would write about, note and log about stupid little things about my day, sort of a highlight reel.  one of my friends actually got a kick out of it and actually wait at the end of each day to read about the stupid stuff i wrote about that happened to me during the day.  there's no really point nor lessons to them, just random bs, i was just kind of going with the social experiment of this day and age of social media and the TMI age.  if there's any lesson to any of this really, is that it is about learning to poke fun of your ownself, you see people are naturally judgeamental and people are easy to dish but can't take it when they get served, the way i see it, it's about acceptance, accept and learn to point out your faults, poke fun of it yourself, accept it and in turn, no one can really do you harm if others try to poke fun of you, it's redundant, you already did to yourself, it's like learn to laugh at yourself and if you can get others to laugh at you and with you, then it's all gravy.

i thought about bringing back my "Ryan Today" but i decided it can get tiresome, so i figured to dig deep in my jar of memories and tell my tales and story from my random awkward moments that are for the most part always have happened to me at the most random public places, like the store and mostly at a coffee shop ie. star*ucks, etc.  

so, welcome to my first "RyC's Coffee Shop Tales".  anyways, on this first, one morning on my way to start the day for work, i decided to stop by the coffe shop, to grab me my usual, if you didn't know my usual, grande white mocha, extra hot, no whip cream with a straw please. 

in this particular morning, i was bit extra lagging, i had barely had any sleep, insomnia kicked my butt the passed few nights, so i was really slow on any up take. so, i get to the coffe shop, got in line, there was about 3 people ahead of me, so there was this cute gal that placed her order ahead of me, then i placed mine with the barista. then i go around to where everyone was waiting for their drinks.  and yes, i've noticed the gal that was ahead of me, yeah okay, she's cute, nice nerdy glasses, long black hair w/ auburn highlighs, button up shirt and pencil skirt and heels, very proportioned stems no nets (translations: nice legs, no stockings) gauging by the height of the heels, about 3-4 inches, top of her head wa about my eye level (i'm bout 5'7'), so guestimating she's about 5'1"-5'2", blah blah blah.  anyways, i noticed she kept looking back & forth at me and gave a few grin and smirked and all honesty, it started to weird me out and then she struck words first and it was like this --

cute girl: "excuse me, does someone dress you?" 

me: (baffled look on my face and i'm like) "what do you mean?"

cute girl: (with amused smile) "does someone dress you? well, i can't help but noticed that you're so well color coordinated" 

me: (double take, i looked behind me and side to side and then down on myself, still baffled look on my face) uhm...

cute girl: "i'm not trying to say anything bad, just that you look so adorable, like a grown cute little boy, it's like you're a clash of, urban/preppy, street yet sophisticated and grown all at the same time."

me: (with confused smirked and at the same time in my haid i'm saying "huh?!") "okay you lost me."

cute girl: (giggles) "it's nothing bad, all im just trying to say is, i'm digging your style that's all. it's different. unlike the norm you see."

barista: (calls cute girl's drink and her name)

cute girl: (walks towards the counter to grab her drink continues to talk) i like it. (bites her lower lip, takes a sip of her drink, walks away, turns a bit and winks) you have a stellar day. 

barista: (calls my drink)

me: (with 'uhm' stunned, sorry blushing look on my face, which you really can't tell i'm blushing coz i'm kind of dark) uhm okay, you have a lovely one. (i turned and i grab my drink)

barista: (with a big fat smile on her face who apparently was listening in to the conversation, shrugs her shoulders and tilt her head a bit and she's actually very cute herself) have a great day!

me: (still with confused look on my face) uhm yeah, you, too.

yeah, okay. 

so again i have no point or lesson to this story. i did tell my co-worker about it, she said i'm silly and asked didn't i realize that the girl was flirting with me.  uhm, nope. i just thought it was awkward.  she asked if there's something wrong with me. i told her no, i guess i'm just oblivious to any kind of advances.  i quipped that perhaps i'm just not all there, emotionally unavailable.  she laughed at me. i was glad though that she was able to get laugh value at my expense. #goalachieved

anyways, this is RyC and this is my first Coffe Shop Tale.  

inthemixwithRyC.blogspot.com

don't speak

don't speak

stop

and just take a listen

i loved you

i tried to pour you 

my heart and soul

tried to give you my all

but all you did was let me fall

dropped

in darkness

now i'm in pieces

shattered

spalattered

all over the floor

you walked away and was out the door

you gave me your heart

but took it back 

it tore me apart

now you want to come back?

don't speak

stop

and just listen

you claimed to be by best friend

but you tossed me like a used prop

don't think for a minute

that i've reached my limit

that i'm weak

don't be silly

get over yourself

yeah i said it

and i guess you can say i meant it

i can do bad all by myself

this is getting old

the love you once told

no longer have a hold

in my heart

gone steely

cold

after you tore it apart

don't speak

stop 

just listen

i got me a paper and pen

before this light goes weak

and goes dim

i'm gonna go out on the limb

i write to you one last time

i confess

loving you was my only crime

you made me a total mess

so goodbye to you my friend

it is time for me to mend

don't speak

stop

listen

i already lost the flame

such a shame

i guess i only got myself to blame

i played into your love game

i guess your love is weak

i'm not the one at all that you seek

you'll forget me in a year, two months and a week

a season

a reason

a memory, a dream, a blurr, bubble bursts, fade, gone, pop. 

RyC

08.05.13

-- had a sudden outburst of thoughts, thought i'd jot'em down quickly. i started out with one of my free writing excercise, then i started trying to do one of my "odds & ends" entries, but then it became random, so here's the end result, i think i'm stuck on bukowski, kind of sorta. lol

Morning Flow - Bukowski Inspired: Untitled - 07.13.13

bukowski inspired, all though i don't feel it's quite complete yet, but here's a preview, i guess?

i'm writing down my story
back in my days of glory
days, months and years
gone past
at last
once upon a time
when things clicked not grimed

i have swallowed my fears
and pride
to change my unfortune's tide
my life had once a hell of a ride
one costly mistake
brought years
of tears
but now all my tears
have ran dry
can no longer cry
all is left
a heart that gone deft
and broken down pride
ain't no secrets left
no more lies to hide

really
keep your sorry
and sympathy
for my unwritten story
this is just a lesson
about one tragic person

keep your tears,
i'm done with all you insinceres.

note: "insinceres" is not a word, i just kind of made it up, it pertains to peeps that pretends to be sincere towards you and/or guise themselves as a sincere friend. and you may or may not take it out of context, but for the record, it's not about me

odds & ends: living in the moment

have you ever had a perfect moment in time? when time seems to stopped and you could almost live in that moment. there's nothing more complicated than perception. 

a single moment in time, can be a lifetime in itself, a second, a minute, an hour, a day, a week, a month or a year, can be full of memories. and so many of us aren't aware enough of the NOW to even realize or even notice. it might take us our entire life span to learn this, notice and realize it, but the truth is, it doesn't or shouldn't take our entire life span.

exactly, think about it.

odds & ends: three

striving for 3.

3 out of 5.

5 would make it professional, too perfect, it inspires doubt, did i mention too perfect? that would be too creepy.

imperfection is perfection.

4 makes it over achieving or trying too hard for 5. kind of unoriginal. kind of fake.

though you might think it's mediocre, 3 is just the right achievement, be humbly amateur,  enough skills, heart, smarts, talent, adaptability and the right amount of sincerity with room and accommodation for improvement for the one willing to accept 3.

3.

that's the goal.

odds & ends: the social experiment 1

that awkward moment when you realize that the awesome connection you had with someone was the result, most likely them being bored or you needing a distraction or vice versa. so you convince yourself, "oh well." rip the page, on to the next. strangers again.

just when you're about turn around to walk away, she stops you, "hey, you're the DJ, right? may i buy you a drink? i insist?" RyC replies with an awkward grin, "uhm, Sure, thanks, i can use one." awkward pause, "so, what's your story?"

- the social experiment

2012 SEMA Show - The Ladies of SEMA

2012 SEMA Show - The Ladies of SEMA, a set on Flickr.

finally getting around to updating and loading my 2012 SEMA Show set onto my flickr. o_O smh

2012 SEMA Show - Las Vegas, Nevada

2012 SEMA Show - Las Vegas, Nevada, a set on Flickr.

finally getting around to updating and loading my 2012 SEMA Show set onto my flickr. o_O smh