chasing ghosts and invisible wolves

i guess i lied...

Mon, 11 Aug 2008 08:16:01 GMT

i did check back...if you REALLY want to keep in touch with..
hit up the ol' bloggerino

http://robotsfightingeveryone.blogspot.com

78 weeks later

Sat, 09 Aug 2008 07:08:25 GMT

remember me ?
man 2007/2008 was rough. fuck you.
i dunno why i'm writing in here tonight . i just got tattooed , a sweet severed rhino's head. my life is great. my heart is finally back in one piece, my art is flowing out. i got a website. http://www.ghostandshark.com. dont know what to do with it . its probably going to end up as my portfolio site.
whew
life is pretty good.
my eyes have been opened up this year. no sense of closing them now, right ?
i trimmed the fat on people who i thought i knew but got to know them too well.it's one of those things, right?
people think i just dropped off the planet. when in reality i woke up and got out of the fairy tale. just before the unhappy ending.

i dont think i'm going to check back here for awhile. i hope you're all doing good and feeling good.
peace.
richard michael christopher hall

last night

Fri, 09 Feb 2007 00:04:27 GMT

was my first art show.
at least 75 people( and more?) were there to support me...
i thank you very much from the botton my heart.
<3

life at a all time high

Sat, 20 Jan 2007 17:16:27 GMT

i think i won, and going to be still winning. this smile and feeling of accomplishmnet is going to get me in trouble.
its that feeling somewhat similar as the end of Trainspotting. you know? where he's rambling off his new life and music is so intense you just want to dance around. that's what i'm doing right now.
Me and miss annieb have won. everyone else has lost. screw them we're the king and queen of feeling great right now. after some slopes and valleys we didnt want to take in life. it's over. we fucking win. you're going to be sick in the stomach on how much we feel good. maybe youre throwing up right now? who knows? who cares?
this is the race that we both had to win. and standing at the top of library steps in philadelphia like Balboa. feels fucking fantastic.

In Feburary. I have my fucking first art show! i can't fucking believe it .
here's the poster. you better come.

i love you and i love life.
forever will not be crashing down on me ever again.

scrolling through my friends page

Fri, 01 Dec 2006 04:05:50 GMT

i do not remember half of you.
others. what is up?
bye for now.
hit me up this way:
aim richhallny or http://aghostofashark.blogpsot.com
check out my art.

my life

Tue, 17 Oct 2006 13:48:24 GMT

first ...seeing the last episode of star wars told me that my childhood is officially over.
then.....seeing clerks 2 told me that my "roaring 20's" was over and it's ok to move on.
now......CBGB is closed and my second home is closed but never will be forgotten.
i swear t god, if i never asked to help out hand some flyers for a sheer terror/h20 12 years ago.
i do not think i would be here at all.

remember me?

Fri, 13 Oct 2006 22:12:58 GMT

i'm around again.

COME TO MY PARTY!!!!

Thu, 09 Dec 2004 00:39:26 GMT

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Saturday December 18th @ cbgb's 313 lounge (downstairs)
313 Bowery btwn 1st and 2nd street NYC
$5 cover
Casual attire
10pm till 4am
Free giveaways all night long from 1 serious threat

Wed, 01 Dec 2004 01:25:46 GMT


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Sun, 07 Nov 2004 00:01:33 GMT

she's in love with me
i'm in love with her.
its going to be a good new year.

GET OUT THERE AND VOTE!!!

Tue, 02 Nov 2004 12:38:18 GMT

rich hall for president!!!!!!!!!!

happy halloween everyone!

Sun, 31 Oct 2004 15:53:33 GMT

SWEEEEET

Sat, 30 Oct 2004 17:15:44 GMT

i just came back from the doctor.
i need knee surgery
and i get a nut andbolt that's going to hold my knee cap and my fibula..i think or tibula...or something..
awesome
now i get more nuts and bolts in my leg.
sweet.
fuck.

yo is it whiteboy day?

Sat, 23 Oct 2004 16:22:50 GMT

check this out.
i got hit by car last night .hahah not really hit , more like pushed to the ground by a back bumper of a gypsy cab.once i got hit i didnt know what went wrong .did i slip? did i get pushed?nope, neither of those .. break lights in my face.hahaha so i get up dust my self off. and the guy starts running towards me yelling " what the fuck.." so i really lay one right into his jaw. and then i start yelling "what the fuck asshole"he 's shocked out his fucking mind so i tell him to "leave"so i continue what i am doing . i go into the store to get my lime juice for soco and lime drinks at the original planned spot: my friend joe 's house in astoria.so i get back in my cab and then my driver was like:
"who are you superman?"
"no bro.. just a busy guy ,i have no time to get hit by cars"
" you da bess papi i likes you "
so i continue to go on my way.my leg is getting sore. so i drown it in some cheap beer.funny.i got the wrong thing i got lemon juice in stead of lime. " my friend was like ok.. ill excuse it this once just because you got hit by a car tonight"
so we hang out watch usual suspects and listen to murder city devils
so we decide to venture out in the world of astoria.limp and all.it made me look cooler
so we hit a rough patch of closed stores and hot dog stands. the best thing i did was to give my sister a call. so she told us where to go , so we went.
after realizing it was boyfriend night at this spot where my sister told me we were bummed. but the urge for liquor prevailed and it took its course.
it was a great night until some shitty met fan had to give joe shit about the yankees.
so he was ready to roll on the dude.i on the other hand put a stop to it and told the guy" hey we're just some dudes drinking here , relaxing.if you say something again ill be the one facefeeding you this pint glass." its funny how quickly people apologize when you say those things to them.
so joe taps out .. amstel light has gotten the best of him again.so im still at the bar holding it up like the champ that i am.my sister finally rolls in with her friend. after feeble attempts of calling her and exchanging drunk "whaaazzzzzzzzzzups" and "yoooooo daaaawg" over the phone.
so we're hanging hard and her friend starts talking to me like we were alone . like naughty stuff and my sister is siting there with her jaws so wide open, my eyebrows curled in amazement at both things that were happening.so this continues and she trying to get me to sleep over my sister's house with her.i told her straight up "hey.im going to limp home and go to sleep and that's it "
she was bummed and my sister was relieved that i made the right decision.
came home.
fell out the cab. crawled to my step.
and got in my bed. and fell asleep.
what did you do last night ?

Tue, 05 Oct 2004 23:56:29 GMT

1. Tell me something obvious about yourself.
2. Tell me something about yourself that I don't know.
3. What is your biggest fear?
4. Do you normally take the safe route or the shortcut?
5. What is the one thing you want the most that you can't buy with money?
6. What is your most treasured possession?
7. What is the one thing you hate most about yourself that you do the most often?
8. Tell me something about you sexually that I don't know.
9. Tell me something about you sexually that everybody knows.
10. What is your favorite lie to tell?
11. Name something you have done once that you can't wait to do again.
12. Are you the jealous type?
13. What is the 1 person, place or thing that you can never say no to?
14. What is the nicest thing someone has ever done for you?
15. If you could do something crazy right now, what would it be?
16. When was the last time you cried?
17. When was the last time you felt so good that nothing else mattered?
18. Do you feel comfortable in public with no shirt on?
19. Name something embarrassing you did while drunk.

ANSWER IT OR DIE.

Tue, 05 Oct 2004 03:18:54 GMT

Go out with me
Give me your number?
Have sex with me?
Let me kiss you?
Watch a movie with me...even a really sappy one?
Let me take you out to dinner?
Drive me somewhere/anywhere?
Take a shower with me?
Be my GF/BF?
Have a fling with me?
Listen to me if I called you crying even if you were out with all of your friends?
Buy me a drink if i didn’t have money?
Take me home for the night?
Would you let me sleep in your bed?
Sing car karaoke with me?
Sit in the doctors office with me because I didn’t want to go alone?
Let me give you a piggyback ride?
Come pick me up at 3 am because my car ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere?
Re-post this for me to answer your questions?

Sun, 03 Oct 2004 02:37:55 GMT

from the mind of rich hall:
you know these past years i found my self to be such a thing like hopeless romantic. or maybe even a long distance romantic. touching hearts across the land and never getting to feel them .so i can feel how they actually feel in my hands.locally im just known as me : a sweet guy i guess. whatever. how to change that you ask ? be my self ? be more shitty to girls? i just feel like charlie brown kicking into the air to the foot ball that is never there.by anything i try it's no use. i should just suck it up instead of writing in here and being that unknown guy in the tie and sweater vest. drinking 6 or 7 jack and cokes at the end of the bar at some unamed dive bar on the corner of depression and loneliness. but i feel i am better than that and just stay home and ramble to people that care but are to far to feel out or even relate face to face.that's what i do like, a sound of a voice and a speaking with your hands. i miss that in person . just seeing how they are in real life .that makes me smile when i am in public and it definitley distracts from the hustle and bustle that is trying to bleed in from the outside world.i like to capture the art in person. is life a museum where you just try to just to experience what you're looking at ? then just seeing the art of it ? think about that one...
who knows what goes through my mind. it just fluxiates in and out. i dont need them i do need them. its alot of things that i see that make me go "wow, i would like to experience that". falling asleep holding a baby in a chair...taking those first steps onto the dance floor with your new bride.just the stuff that makes you super nervous and breathes deep until you feel comfortable. maybe like getting into a cold pool for the first time and just counting down the seconds where you just feel warm.i usually have that feeling every time i walk into the elevator going to work.. i know i am going to the same floor but ..who is jumping in with me.i feel better when im alone and ready to go when its just me in there? does that say something ? i guess that's the fear you get working in the same building as a model agency.
i had this thought in my head. for being a sucker of teenage type love movies...with people knowing i am big pj harvey fan. buy two tickets..to her show this week. make a post on a message board saying ...if you truly like me enough to spend a whole magical night with pj harvey and myself please show up here (work address)at 6 pm and i know you're the one but then i got to thinking.. what if like 40 girls show up.. thats like the whole mezzazine section of the hammerstein ballroom...but what if no one shows.
or that one that was one...but is already married or engaged...yikes. to many probables.. if i didnt go to art chool and went to math camp.i would give you a exact figure.
i think i should make a movie of my life. it wouldnt be anything interesting but i tihnk it would jsut have a kickass soundtrack some cool plots twists and turns. but it would be mine. maybe it would be me stuck in a different town then only cool one thats lives in.. wait that was done.. maybe ill could be in japan and meet the girl of my dreams when im having a depressed life my self.. wait...yeah.. crap. i just thought of it. me going to work ...working then walking to the train and then zapped with super powers...no..eh..i bet john hughes is sitting around doing nothing . he can follow me around and think of something .and then have someone like the transplants script the whole score. that would be cool.
i am kind of giddy. i am listening to alkaline trio and want to bounce around and do silly shit. but i am currently in a towel. that wouldnt be good for the neighbors. i like todance but my dance card has been empty for awhile.
life
it happens
this is currently
what is happening
to me.
end transmission.

this debate...

Fri, 01 Oct 2004 01:27:31 GMT

within the five minutes of me watching it
they debated over a country that we dont even live in.
fuck this.

Sun, 26 Sep 2004 16:19:16 GMT

why does a beautiful night
have to end up like shit and make me really sad...
i go out to astoria to one of my best friend's joe's house for some food drinks and good time. so its me ,joe ,my other good friend barry. joe's best friend chewy and my girl nichole. so we had a fucking blast.. smoking pot doing jello shots watching entourage and laughing our asses off....having a GREAT time.so we decide to take the train into the city.. we do .directions and plans get alittle mussed up ..but we all recover and go to this sweet hip place called the sunbunrt cow in the lower east side. where we go to meet joe's freinds from work. i hate to say it but her friends sucked.hahah typical yuppies trying to " slum"
so joe and his friend and barry leave.. so me and chewy are having a drink i wait till she is finished to go meet up with them..so we bounce over to b side. a comfortable place for me. and so we hang hard..... i know the bartender and go up to her kiss her hello and flirt back and forth while i get drinks and shit ...and we smooched.so big deal? i get a sweet comment from chewy saying "i guess you know the bartender".."umm yea" so all of this is nothing. continue to party hard . feel great and such.. so joe and his friend leave for the night . so it leaves the three of us. me barry and chewy to go to queens. ok.. me and chewy started to walk holding hands and stuff . just i dunno it happened. whatever not tryingto make a move on her . totally respecting her as a women with a boyfriend that she is into.so we all get into the cab and we're trying to all squeeze in the back and my hand is on her leg for a minutes. knowing this i take it off.. so the conversation switches on whos getting dropped off and chewy mentions that she driving. so im thinking instead of spending more money then i should from astoria to the rest of the way home . i chime in..."maybe you can drive me home " jokingly.. then she goes.. " nah you'll probably try to make out with me"
OUCH
what was that for ?
so i am offened by that . like i was all over her all night trying to get some off of her and be a total scumbag to her the whole night .
i wasn't at all.
so by thispoint i'm kind of shocked by the whole thing and we proceed to joe's house. and its time to get out and shes all like " come on let's go" and i told her " hey.. it's no problem that you feel that way i rather just stay in the cab" and so it starts...
"get out of the cab i'm taking you home.."
"listen .. its ok.. im fine with the cab the rest of the way "
by this point barry is gone up stairs...
so now it's me and her arguing over this. she grabs the money type deal...i grab it back..
so she gets all mad and slams the door...
we drive off and go around the corner and shes walking to her car.. and the cab driver is going " oh man it looks like shes crying " so that makes me feel bad and tell the cab driver to stop...
so i get out and chase her (i feel like this is a movie,it couldnt be scripted any better) and i go " hey let's talk this out "
she goes" fuck you , go away" and continues to walk away.
so i said " fine"
and go on my way.
i feel so shitty and confused
it hurts
what the fuck?
even when i am trying not to win i lose pretty fucking bad .
i think my life is a drowningman record

Sun, 26 Sep 2004 09:08:07 GMT

im fat
im stupid
girls think im going to put a move on them
yes
all of this
is who i am ( i guess)
hate my guts

fine.
i can live with it .

Sat, 18 Sep 2004 22:27:42 GMT

weirdest thing in the world
a kid that ive hung out with in high school and in college..like did alot of drugs with ...and stole the love of my life in high school is on queer eye of the straight eye.
why the fuck does he need a makeover .. he got chicks, he was cool dude.
why the hell...
i should be on that fricking show.
whining over.

Sat, 18 Sep 2004 06:32:54 GMT

as i sit here obssessing over shark designs for some chevelle t shirts designs...
deciding what kind of totem pole idol to include in my painting while painting the skull sky blue and totally amazing my self once again that i am painting once more.
hmm
i find myself intrigued on a this cd...

i tihnk it started just from my fascination on animals in violent situations..
(come on my tattoos tell the whole story.. tiger fighting a crocodile while the on the other leg a shark fighting a robot)the songs are great very elvis costello ish .which in fact his song "veronica" has been stuck in my noggin every morning for a long time now.. anyway... get this cd...
oh jeeezus.. this song "compton" with beenie man and some guy.. he sounds like fucking biggie smalls.
i love biggie smalls and dancehall/reggae music.. but together. i am shaking my hips to the beat and and shaking my booty slow and to the groove.i think its the weekend to go out dancing and have some fun.
also i have been such a blind date (yes.. the tv show) i might just take the plunge and make a complete idiot of myself on tv.fuck .how funny if i left the date or the date left me.. or a hot tub scene EEEEWWWW grossssss.
hahah
where there is my little rant/update or something or rather.
it happens.
hahah
where has everyone been ..dont all reply at once...

wow.

Tue, 14 Sep 2004 05:29:44 GMT

i got asked to be the best man at my friends wedding if and when it happens.
still it's tent. but,i'm so honored.

Sat, 11 Sep 2004 05:35:24 GMT

third time is a fucking charm
three times i tried to shout what i needed
three times its going to take to let it all out
but its still there
creeping inside
flowing through my fingers and hurting my brain
with so much in and so less coming out
im about to burst
musicartcomputersmusicartcomputers
its all a stream of the same ol routine
robot codes
i thought life was supposed to be my way
like frank and sid sang
i want to sing on top of my lungs but its too late
the cats are home and the sun has set
what the hell. the walls are closing in but theres nothing to do .
the scenery changed for the most par but the side of the world is the same .
always in the dark
impress me with your ways
yur charm
wait
youre attached
then why share these things with me then your mate.
waste of time
i want to prance on the moon with smiles and crowns as well
i want to tell tales of our future
but nothing
it looks bleek
dark at the other end of the tunnel
no matter its time to make your own light for those others follw
come with me
feel the wind in your hair
and close your eyes for you did when you were a child
the happiness is there
let it out
i am
by typing
feeling
living
dont let it die.

Thu, 09 Sep 2004 03:40:55 GMT

yea i am going to start painting again
this is just a black and white study for the first painting entitled
"setting fire to sleeping giants".
"it means when someone is in a postion of power and so comfortable in that positionof power,completely off guard and then destroying everything that they thought you were"
greg puciato- lead singer /dillinger escape plan
i read that from a dillinger escape plan interview in terrorizer magazine.
i like it and i'm insprired by it .
so deal with it .