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They have alrea​dy begun​ to sell,​​​ and the space​ is limit​ed.​​​
Note:​​​ Last time there​ was 1000 peopl​e that could​n'​​​t get in, so hurry​ and get your ticke​ts.​​​ NO GUEST​ LIST!​

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IMFAMOUS NYE 2009

Is there a better reason to throw a party thats to usher in a new year, full of new possibility and success? Wait I got one. My Best friends birthday! Even better lets do both!

Amber Anstead, my right arm, my 3rd eye, my best friend, is having her birthday on Jan 1st, so we are combining her birthday party with my New Years party.

At Club 26 Ten, located at 2610 Sage (across the street from Macy’s at the Galleria) at 9PM we are kicking it off. A plush atmosphere, with a built in sushi bar on the second floor many tables, and a great dance floor, amazing lighting, music and everything.

The best part is, for those who are lucky enough to be attending the party with us, at 2AM when all the clubs are closing and everyone is going home, we are locking the doors, and starting our after party. Sushi at 5AM? I can’t wait.

Hope to see you there!
Joe

Would you go to a party hosted by TheDirty.com?

We are talking to Nik Richi​e and thinking of bringing him to Houst​on and have all the Dirty​ Celeb​s we all love to hate come out and give you a chanc​e to wish you were them.​ hahah​a

I want to know your opini​ons

Every year 002 Magazine has a contest in houston between all the graphic artist and photographers. That winner recieves the Christmas editions cover. This year my art was a runner up.. No worries, but check out the winner, BLAHHHHHHH...

The contest page in 002


My Art


The Winner


What do you think, I'd like to here your comments.

here are the honorable mentions

Long time no see

I haven't been to this blog in sometime. I think because it has been more of a personal journal throughout the time I have used it and lately, looking into myself hasn't been a subject of interest. 

Lately I've not only lost desire to focus on looking inside carefully enough to write about it, but I have almost lost focus on anything but getting out of this house. Part of my DUI sentence was 60 days with a curfew of 6PM. Wow, for someone like me that is the worst part of it. I am so used to getting out regularly and with an obvious social addiction, it was torture.

Anyway I figured I'd atleast write something in this and maybe I'll write more soon to.

Ciao Joe

Stuck!

In the corner of a box marked "lost and found" is the junction between the almost could have been and the beautiful nothing you live in this second after what was again just another moment. Not very interesting from one to the next, I guess we have to find something a little more vexed. 

From that box I shout my sound with illusions that soon one day we'll all be found, by a man in a crown, who's been staring down with a blood covered frown. Is that a whisper I hear from over there, is that you? Are you looking, sifting through the consequences of each random item stored inside with an "as if" approach to the sequence of events that brought us together. Is it a dissolved purpose deciding a purgatory silence in this box marked "Lost and Found?" An old shipping sticker clearly marked for another day peeled away show stains. For sure this box is for nothing more than to sit here reminding those who still have there pencils and wallets and cell phones not to loose them.

I've got a disease - I love this

Feels like you made a mistake, You made somebodys heart break
But now I have to let you go, I have to let you go
You left a stain, On every one of my good days
But I am stronger than you know, I have to let you go

No ones ever turned you over, No ones tried
To ever let you down, Beautiful girl
Bless your heart

I got a disease, Deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy baby, I cant live without you
Tell me what I am supposed to do about it
Keep your distance from it, Dont pay no attention to me
I got a disease

Feels like youre making a mess, You're hell on wheels in a black dress
You drove me to the fire, And left me there to burn

Every little thing you do is tragic, All my life, oh was magic
Beautiful girl, I cant breathe

I think that Im sick
But leave me be while my world is coming down on me
You taste like honey, honey
Tell me can I be your honey
Be strong, Keep telling myself it that wont take long till
Im free of my disease

I got a disease

hmm

Life is a wheel of changes But changes are life And someday we will have to say good bye But our spirit will survive Love is phasing Love is moving To the rhythm of your sight In the darkness I get closer To the crossing point of light Reason is lasting, passion is living And dying is teaching us how to live

Calm before the storm.

I wondering a few things lately. From this seat the weather is beautiful. Is this going to continue. Metaphorically, the weather never stays the same for ever. I'm applying effort not to view this great time in my life negatively, but it's just so good I'm almost expecting some collapse in how great life is right now. My job is as good as it's been and at the end of each day my career only looks brighter. My family is growing or at least I'm becoming more attached to it. My group of friends are becoming tighter and broader. My sphere of influence is definitely developing into a noticeable audience. My plans for each of the following is seamlessly happening and without obstacle. Is this just adolescence becoming genuine maturity. Does this happen to all who apply themselves? I really admire God for allowing me an amount of time to just breathe and enjoy my life. I am so happy that everything is just smooth. I have only one thing in my life right now that needs some attention. But other than that one thing, EVERYTHING is perfect. If you are around me right now, thank you for your help, and know that i've carefully chosen you to be there. You play a role in the satisfaction I get out of life right now. Ok thats it...... Nothing real important.... Remember to "Be Famous, Get Joe"

I broke my foot

Dude so I was out Friday night with some friends. It started out great, I took my boys girl out for sushi (hahaha thats funnier than you think) and had some hang-time with some friends and saw some live music.

The night ended at an apartment complex and thats were the splinter in the evening began. I could get the gate to open for my motorcycle, so we jumped the fence. Not a problem until we were leaving. When I jumped the fence again, I landed smack down on my right heel, somehow forgetting to break my fall. .:CrAcK:. 

It didn't hurt too bad that evening but I could tell something was wrong. But when I woke up in the morning, I could stand on it. I COULDN"T EVEN DRIVE MY BIKE HOME. OUCH... 

So thats how it happened. I am going to the doctor tomorrow to get some professional help. Wish me luck...

Lets see how far we've come!

Ok so sitting back I am starting to discover a trend. Everything and everyone is pushing us to the end. End of days, end of life, end of something.

The History Channel is pushing space expansion and an infinite collapse, the church is pushing the apocalypse and the fulfillment of prophecy. The scientist are pushing global warming and the melting of the polar caps, flooding Earth. 

I feel rushed to some respect. Should be in a hurry to get there, enjoy now more, or just ignore it. What is our fascination with everything ending?

As soon as this thought enters my mind a song begins to play by Matchbox Twenty, "Let's see how far we've come." The lyrics are, " Im waking up at the start of the end of the world."

Whats going on out there?

Scott Crenshaw, a spiritual mentor of whom I've wedged myself beneathe his wing, is adventuring into a series called "heaven." Maybe thats it. Maybe it is happening and all has been, and suddenly through a series of external and internal influences I have finnaly realize it. Like wakeing up in the morning, there comes one things at a time. Sound, touch, sight, thought, etc. The world, the universe, my soul. 

Lets see how far we've come. Lets see how far we've come.

Whoa Things have definitely changed

Wow I haven't been to my blog in a very long time. I went and read some old posts, which I wish I could remove, but I promise myself I wouldn't. I am disappointed in who I was only last year. It's amazing how much one can change in a short period of time.

I'd like to thank Scott Crenshaw, my people and Venue, and all you local brats for helping become who I am today. I'm diggin the new Joe Clements, hope you are to.

If your reading this, thank you too...

Ciao for now. I think I'll start blogging again...

See ya tomorrow...

I sleep to dream her, still

I know I'll miss her later
Wish I could bend my love to hate her
Wish I could be her creator
To twist her arms now
She stares up at the stars when
The stars fell from her hair then
I bent down to collect them
And then she was gone
I sleep just to dream her
I beg the night just to see her
That my only love should be her
Just to lie in her arms
I came there to find out
Find out she made up her mind
My arms are all tied up
To me she was blind

Dream (Nicole Richie)

Last night I dreamed that I was at some local festival and was walking through the streets and somehow nicole richie, who looked like Paris Hilton, was walking with her group og managers and stuff... I walked by and saw a drink in her hand and said "isn't that you 11th drink?" At that time The stuart news walked up and started asking her manager questions. At that time she kept walking and kept up with me... We started hangin out and walking around together.. The annoying ass crowd kept following me around...

The whole time i was trying get water and couldn't drink enough...

Worlds Apart

I am the only one to blame for this
Somehow it all ends up the same
Soaring on the wings of selfish pride
I flew too high and like Icarus I collide
With a world I try so hard to leave behind
To rid myself of all but love to give and die

To turn away and not become
Another nail to pierce the skin of one who loved
More deeply than the oceans,
More abundant than the tears
Of a world embracing every heartache

Can I be the one to sacrifice?
Oh, grip the spear and watch the blood and the water flow

To love You
Take my world apart
To need You
Broken on my knees

All said and done I stand alone
Amongst remains of a life I should not own
It takes all I am to believe
In the mercy that covers me

Did you really have to die for me?
All I am for all you are
'Cause what I need and what I believe are worlds apart

I look beyond the empty cross
Forgetting what my life has cost
And wipe away the crimson stains
And dull the nail that still remains
More and more I need you now,
I owe you more each passing hour
Battle between grace and pride

I gave up not so long ago
So steal my heart and take the pain,
And wash my feet and cleanse my pride
Take the selfish, take the weak,
And all the things I cannot hide
Take the beauty, take my tears
My sin-soaked heart - make it yours
Take my world all apart,
Take it now, take it now
And serve the ones that I despise
Speak the words I can't deny
Watch the world I used to love
Fall to dust and blow away
I look beyond the empty cross
Forgetting what my life has cost

73 more days!!!

I am doing it. Even though all of you said I couldn't. Why you said that I don't know, I am not a promiscuous girl... haha funny... But I'm NOT!!

This whole commitment sucks ass though... Not because I am flushed with opportunity, but because I have to. It would be easier I think if I didn't notice it, but this whole keeping count thing is knawing at me...

Just keeping you up to date...

The future is glowing with possibility..

12 O'clock the music stops, she walked up to me, and took her shoes off.
She said thats it, and I knew it, she said we can't dance, without music.

Those moments are surreal. Makes you feel like a vampire, very in control of the moment and the senses.

Going to the city soon and the city always has that vampire-esk persona. I look forward to it.

I want to stare into someone again. Someone different. Someone with a dark side. With magic in her eyes.

happiness

Behind and before me lay direction. The same, different, completely oppisite doesn't matter. Direction implies movement. An area of focus...

I guess I'd go back if I could. But I've been told it's because it's comfortable there. We are creatures of habit and the challenge of change, although exciting, becomes frightening when it's not just a thought but an action.

In the Declaration of Independance, Thomas Jefferson said that we all have the RIGHT to "life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness." But did you ever notice the word pursuit? As if happiness is something we can only pursue and never attain. Sure at times we feel happy, but never completely content. We are always reaching for something.

No Drama

Last Night I decided to avoid all drama, and just enjoy the evening. I saw thousands of people I knew (yeah right, stuart on Monday!) and watched football.

I won a Huge bet, (1$) and I think I'll started playing the spreads with my genius predictions.. hehe Jag's suk...

I forgot my camera last night, but it's better that way...

Only Me

I'm becoming less defined, as days go by
Fading away, well you might say I'm losing focus
Kind of drifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself
Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself

Less concerned, about fitting into the world
Your world that is, cause it doesn't really matter anymore
None of this really matters anymore

Yes, I am alone, but then again I always was
As far back as I can tell, I think maybe it's because
Because you were never really real to begin with
I just made you up to hurt myself

Yeah, and I just made you up to hurt myself

And it worked
Yes it did!

There is no you, there is only me
There is no fucking you, there is only me

Only

Well, the tiniest little dot caught my eye
And it turned out to be a scab
And I had this funny feeling
Like I just knew it's something bad

I just couldn't leave it alone
I kept picking at that scab
It was a doorway trying to seal itself shut
But I climbed through

Now I'm somewhere I am not supposed to be
And I can see things I know I really shouldn't see
And now I know why now, now I know why
Things aren't as pretty on the inside

There is no fucking you, there is only me

Descendants of the wandering...

One time. One crime
One thought to even recognize
Not to realize my signs for you
Not to die for you
But it's all blown up
So fuck off
You know I tried

We are all descendants of the Wandering
So don't be afraid
It's just the remnants of my offerings
And I, I won't be enslaved!

One sign. One line
One time to disenfranchise
All those people's ugly designs for you
Not to cry for you
It's all blown up
So fuck off
You know I tried

Hello World

Hi everyone...

Ever since I transfered my blog to this new site its not evident how many readers I have... The more I forget about whos reading the more open I get... Crazy...

But since this stupid shit has happened lately, I have received 13 emails from 13 different people wishing me luck and letting me know everyone gets a little drama every once in a while.

Thank all of you for your kind words... And some of you who were laughing... It's ok, I would to.

I woke up this morning to a sun brighter than normal... I feel a world of possibility that I didn't yesterday... I'll be ok...

I am 36 days into the 45 day max time from a transfer to Houston so soon I'll finnaly be gone. I'll miss you guys. Thanks for letting me know who my friends are...

81 days left

So I was looking through this blog... God it's all about Brandi. Am I a looser or what? I was think about deleteing it and starting over. Should I? Fuck... I really don't want to see this shit for the rest of my life. Brandi Brandi Brandi... I guess I'll keep it, and laugh at it in a few years...

It's weird you know. When everything you plan for suddenly changes. I really don't know what to expect anymore. But one thing is for sure. My next girl will NOT be a cancer. Gemini or Pisces is what it's supposed to be anyway, I always knew that..

So last night I had an idea. Celebacy. Not forever, but I was talking to these dumb drunk chicks last night who I think were hitting on me and I told them I was celebate for 90 days. That didn't seem to stop them, but it got me thinking. I think I am going to try it.

So lets see.. Last time I had sex was on the 12th. So that means I have to go until January 12th. Damn thats a long time. But I was in Jail for 6 months and was fine. So 81 day left... Think I can do it? Probly not, but I will see...

Lies are natural?

I think I have figured out something today. Not like the key to life or anything but a very important ideal with regard to character, and relationships.

Lies are the splinters that infect our culture. They are the manifestation of the disapproval we have for ourselves. We never lie about the things we are proud of. We only lie about the thing we feel horrible about so the one we lie to doesn't see our flawed soul.

But when the lie comes out is also where our honor is tested. We become so scared that we have been discovered as dishonorable that we continue to dig deeper into our blackness.

I think it hurts to be lied to. Hell I have lied so many times to so many people that I could never rebuild all my burnt bridges.

I was lied to. In fact the person who lied to me has enough guilt for the things they do, that they have been transfering that guilt into accuations for me. I have assumed that there has been a miscommunication on my part to make sure myself was understood. I have been devoutly trying to be convincing of my truest feelings without success. Thankfully it wasn't me.

Today I feel free. I know that I am not what I have been told I was. Lesser than everyone, a beautiful liar. Today I discovered I am just like everyone else. A judgemental carnivore.

Crossroads are before me. A change in my direction. An ability to unchain myself to a worthless dream. I thought it would hurt to let go. Maybe I'd mourn forever. Ahh I can see the future now...

They gave me poison for food, and for my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink, It is finished.

Good Morning

Good morning all... Whoever you are...
Well I will let you know that my morning is divine. I watched a wonderful morning pick-me-up I saw on a freinds MySpace...



I think it would be a good idea to watch this regularly...