I am writing this blog at 4 A.M while I organize all the files on my laptop and hard drive so that I can re-format my virus infested laptop and while I watch Dick, Jon, Red and Mitch play Champions of Norath. I'm not going to front, I am very hungry at the moment and I could go for that left over squid that is sitting at home. That probably sounds nasty to most, but the shit is good as hell. Lets see, what did I do today? The day started off earlier then usual since Jon, Dick and I had to go into work. We got to Franklin Press when we realized that all the doors were locked so Jon called his Dad and he told Jon that Jon forgot the keys at home, so we went back home to pick up the keys and then went back to work. It all was not worth the trouble since we only worked for like a hour and half the time we were trying to stretch the project out. After work Jon and I played multiple games of Strikers. I pretty much dominated him, I'm not going to lie. After we went out and hit up Best Buy so Jon could return some stuff and we made a Taco Bell trip.
Nice, I was writing this blog last night but then in the middle of it I was all like, "Well fuck it, I don't really feel like writing a blog," so I quit but Blogger saved the draft so I might as well post it after I add on to it. Again, I am still hungry because I haven't eaten for a while but you know, thats okay, I need to lose 10 pounds before September gets here. Again, I don't feel like writing to much so I will write something short and then get back to watching the boys get their ass whooped in Champions of Norath. For some odd reason while I laid on Jon's couch when I woke up, I thought to myself about, well, myself. And I guess human beings. I don't know what made me think of this, but what is life really about? The other day my little brother asked my Dad what the meaning of life was because I claimed earlier that between me and my Dad, we know everything. So while we left a store, he tried to prove me wrong and asked me, "What is the meaning of life?" and I told him thats something Dad knows and my Dad replied, "The meaning of life is to work." We all laughed, but when you think about it, its kind of true. Why did we as human beings set up this system of life? With that in mind, I asked myself this morning, "What do I really have in life?" And really, we have nothing except for our mind and our ability of thought. Our reasoning is the only thing we can base anything off of, wrong or right. But really, who can say ones reasoning is right or wrong when it comes to life and its crazy questions. I know I go after what I believe, and I trust my intuition and my reasoning because without it I would be completely lost. My reasoning only has been tested for 20 years, my reasoning can't be as good as someone who has lived for 60 years, but I think my 20 years of testing has strengthened above some of my peers. Anywho, I'm just typing without any thought, its just what I was debating with myself this morning when I woke up. I think about weird stuff when I have down time.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Sue Me
I got to keep this blog short because I need to wake up earlier than I have been since I am going to go do some manual labor over at Franklin Press. Today was an energy filled day since I spent the whole day with the kids from church. Our church went on some cabin trip up about 3 hours north and I was pleasantly surprised at how much fun I had but I'm not going to lie, little kids are exhausting. But I do love playing with little kids and our church has a lot of them ranging from 1 year olds all the way up to blooming high school students. Most of them are really beautiful children and only one or two really give me a hard time. I wish I could offer them more but I can't really come up with what I can do to make their lives that much better. I mean, I have so many limitations. I can only hope that I put a smile on their faces every weekend. On the way up to the cabin I watched Almost Famous which was an okay movie I thought. Nothing I need to brag about or rip on immediately so I'll just keep going with this blog. When I got there we had service and then lunch and then everyone went off to do find their own entertainment. After sitting around and not doing much for a couple of hours the kids and I went to go ride paddle boats and canoes. The boats were flooded because it was raining earlier so I had to pull the paddle boats to shore and drain all of them. While I was doing this a little girl I was ordered to watch fell into some shallow water because one of the other kids ran into her. I ran quickly to her aid but her pants were soaked. I felt awful but she didn't cry so I knew she wasn't to devastated. After some taking the kids out on canoes and paddle boats we all went back to our cabin and laid around and played some cards. After dinner our family headed out and I felt bad that I couldn't spend the night there with everyone but my parents are busy people and I told Jon I would come into work on Sunday. On the way home I just took a nap. When I got home I cleaned up and just surfed the inter-web. More interviews, more blogs, more YouTube. I think I've listened to "The Mighty R-E-A-L" like 5 times today during my limited iPod time. Such a catchy little tune, and it is nice to hear Meg&Dia sing about something other than a book. For the past couple of days, when ever I am on computer I have been streaming the new As I Lay Dying CD and let me tell you, its fucking crazy good. Every song makes me want to get my metal on and they have awesome preludes, interludes and just these cool breaks. Go to their MySpace and stream it!
Damn, its already one and I need to wake up at 9 so I better get to bed. I really wanted to blog about a couple of items but it'll just have to wait! Ni Ni!
Damn, its already one and I need to wake up at 9 so I better get to bed. I really wanted to blog about a couple of items but it'll just have to wait! Ni Ni!
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Still Wasted Off My Zima
Nothing new to really blog about, just a bunch of little things that have been going on. Last night Jon and I set up a challenge that will take place until the start of September. Our mission so to lose 10 pounds in roughly 2.5 weeks. I believe Jon needs to get to 179 and I need to get to 164 come September. 164 sounds like a crazy number to me because I don't think I've been that light since the 3rd grade haha. And whats even crazier is that I started the summer at 185 and really I haven't done much to lose the weight. Just eat a little bit healthier, and be aware of proportions and really thats all I've done. I am excited to be in control of everything I eat once I move into the apartment and I've talked to Dean about experimenting with our diets. I am tempted to try a vegetarian diet or maybe even a vegan diet. I always hear stories of new vegetarians saying how light and wonderful they feel after they take meat out of their diet and I think its totally true. I'm not a big meat eater, and so when I go on long stretches without meat, I really do see and feel the difference. I heard that once you go two weeks without meat you are over the hump and can consider yourself a vegetarian. Oh, before I leave this diet topic, I've lost about 5 pounds in the last 2 weeks and all I've really eaten is Taco Bell. So, forget Subway, go to Taco Bell.
The last few days I've wasted a bunch of life by I've reading and watching an endless amount of interviews over at Absolutepunk.net. I mean the interviews totally rock, but c'mon Min, you can find better stuff you can do. On top of that, I've been doing a lot of YouTubing and I've been watching tons of band covers done by people at home and more band interviews. I think its safe to say music is completely consuming my life. I really enjoyed reading the Circa Survive interview then reading the Saosin interview. Its crazy how much more bitter Saosin is about the breakup. But I respect both bands and I totally dig the music that both create. I think Saosin is so lucky to have had Anthony and then how lucky are they to get Cove. Anthony is just this real down to earth, keep it reals kind of dude and is just hilarious to listen to during interviews. Cove is less articulate I think, but he has equally as deep thoughts and an awesome approach to music and life. And on top of that, he is strait-edge which is really awesome I think being that he is involved in the rock music field. When I'm not binging on the emo scene, the boys and I have been playing a lot of Mario Strikers for the Wii. A crazy addicting game. We went to about 4 Blockbusters this one night and wasted a ton of Mitch's gas looking for a copy of The Bigs, but no one had it so we got Strikers instead and we haven't been disappointed. It gets very intense at times and there have been countless re-matches. I not a self boaster, but when it comes down to it, I think I hold the champions seat. I accept all challenges haha. When we aren't Strikering it up, we have been going out a lot and doing people watching. It is really fun and funny but when you think about it is actually quite lame.
Well I really wish I could write more but I have to get ready to go to the Orthodontics. I am getting another wire put in and that means my life is going to suck again for about 2 weeks. But hey, it might help me diet challenge if I can't eat a lot. I was hoping to write about 2 topics that have been bothering me slightly recently and about perspective and how I've been doubting my judgment a lot lately. Maybe tonight.
The last few days I've wasted a bunch of life by I've reading and watching an endless amount of interviews over at Absolutepunk.net. I mean the interviews totally rock, but c'mon Min, you can find better stuff you can do. On top of that, I've been doing a lot of YouTubing and I've been watching tons of band covers done by people at home and more band interviews. I think its safe to say music is completely consuming my life. I really enjoyed reading the Circa Survive interview then reading the Saosin interview. Its crazy how much more bitter Saosin is about the breakup. But I respect both bands and I totally dig the music that both create. I think Saosin is so lucky to have had Anthony and then how lucky are they to get Cove. Anthony is just this real down to earth, keep it reals kind of dude and is just hilarious to listen to during interviews. Cove is less articulate I think, but he has equally as deep thoughts and an awesome approach to music and life. And on top of that, he is strait-edge which is really awesome I think being that he is involved in the rock music field. When I'm not binging on the emo scene, the boys and I have been playing a lot of Mario Strikers for the Wii. A crazy addicting game. We went to about 4 Blockbusters this one night and wasted a ton of Mitch's gas looking for a copy of The Bigs, but no one had it so we got Strikers instead and we haven't been disappointed. It gets very intense at times and there have been countless re-matches. I not a self boaster, but when it comes down to it, I think I hold the champions seat. I accept all challenges haha. When we aren't Strikering it up, we have been going out a lot and doing people watching. It is really fun and funny but when you think about it is actually quite lame.
Well I really wish I could write more but I have to get ready to go to the Orthodontics. I am getting another wire put in and that means my life is going to suck again for about 2 weeks. But hey, it might help me diet challenge if I can't eat a lot. I was hoping to write about 2 topics that have been bothering me slightly recently and about perspective and how I've been doubting my judgment a lot lately. Maybe tonight.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
A Mothers Love Is Unconditional
Not that I will ever experience what that love mentioned in my title is like first hand, I still believe it to be true. But I like to think that I have enough love to share to keep someone happy.
I haven't blogged for a while, but it hasn't been my fault. I went on a little cabin trip with Mitch, Jon and Dick last week up in Wisconsin and the area we went to had no internet connection. Ya, none, pretty gross huh? I managed though. It was a very entertaining vacation but nothing I have to blog extensively about because it was just your ordinary cabin trip. Well, I guess nothing can be really ordinary with me, because I am so weird. I mean, who can find such amusement in Cheesy Poofs and Icicle Treats? Who can find such happiness in Van Damme's Blood Sport and 50 round games of Mario Party? Who can trigger slap-happy mode with a flick of the switch? Not many people, so ordinary was the wrong word to use. I apologize. But we got some quality lake time in and I went golfing for the first time ever. I must admit, golf is one hell of an activity, very entertaining. I don't see why people get so angry when playing golf, I can't find it in myself to get so angry when playing golf. I mean, to say I'm a competitive person would be an understatement, but I still can't get angry during golf. It is so friendly! Hopefully I can edit the footage we recorded while on our vacation and make a short little video blog out of it.
I got to watch Rush Hour 3 last night and it didn't blow me away, but it didn't make me want to pull out my hair either. I got some good laughs out of the movie. There was a part in the movie where I seriously must have been the only one laughing in the theater. I don't see how other people didn't laugh at that part, but meh, their loss at a chance at laughing. And laughter is quite beautiful is it not?
On Friday Ben came over and we didn't have much planned. We just thought it would be cool to see each other after about a 3 week to month long drought. It is a damn shame we can't see each other more often, but thats life isn't it? We are all growing up so fast at we are at that point in life where things are going to change whether we like it or not. It may hurt, it may be for the better, it may make people stronger, but things will change. I had the hardest time accepting that, but I think I am learning. And as long as I learn from life, what more can I do? Anywho, I've strayed. Ben came over and we just sat around for a while watching Dick do things on the computer. Later we busted out the guitars and helped Leah figure this part out this piano part for a Chiodos song. After we popped in Halo2 and killed each other for a little bit since some of my files are corrupted or something. Then we went over to Peter's house for a little jam session and I must admit it was a grand time. We had this list of songs we wanted to play, but that quickly was thrown out. I know people have heard of rap free-styling but let me introduce to you rock free-styling. It was the best thing we could have done and it was very entertaining. I think we actually laid out the structure to our next little song. A metal-core tune that I've already started thinking the lyrics out to. The jam session reminded me how fun it is to have the ability to just mess around and play some music even if it sucks. It reminded me why for the longest time I wanted to be a touring band. Because I love road trips, I love just sitting around with friends for countless hours, I love having to find my own entertainment, and I love music. Put it all together and basically you have a touring band.
Anywho, I have no idea where I'm going with this blog. I guess I wanted to blog just to blog. You know what would be cool? To be a C-list celebrity. I think it would suck to have paparazzi chasing you around, although I would manage to find amusement in it the first couple of times, but I think it would be cool to have people want to talk to you just because they think you're cool. Is Pete Wentz considered a A-list celebrity?
Well, I best go take me a shower and get ready for the day. I don't have much planned, but hopefully something comes up. I have this feeling in the pit of my tummy and the best way to describe it is to say it feels like this ball of love I need to share with people. I sound like a hippie. But I'm serious, I've been in such a relaxed, happy and loving state lately I just want to share it with everyone.
I haven't blogged for a while, but it hasn't been my fault. I went on a little cabin trip with Mitch, Jon and Dick last week up in Wisconsin and the area we went to had no internet connection. Ya, none, pretty gross huh? I managed though. It was a very entertaining vacation but nothing I have to blog extensively about because it was just your ordinary cabin trip. Well, I guess nothing can be really ordinary with me, because I am so weird. I mean, who can find such amusement in Cheesy Poofs and Icicle Treats? Who can find such happiness in Van Damme's Blood Sport and 50 round games of Mario Party? Who can trigger slap-happy mode with a flick of the switch? Not many people, so ordinary was the wrong word to use. I apologize. But we got some quality lake time in and I went golfing for the first time ever. I must admit, golf is one hell of an activity, very entertaining. I don't see why people get so angry when playing golf, I can't find it in myself to get so angry when playing golf. I mean, to say I'm a competitive person would be an understatement, but I still can't get angry during golf. It is so friendly! Hopefully I can edit the footage we recorded while on our vacation and make a short little video blog out of it.
I got to watch Rush Hour 3 last night and it didn't blow me away, but it didn't make me want to pull out my hair either. I got some good laughs out of the movie. There was a part in the movie where I seriously must have been the only one laughing in the theater. I don't see how other people didn't laugh at that part, but meh, their loss at a chance at laughing. And laughter is quite beautiful is it not?
On Friday Ben came over and we didn't have much planned. We just thought it would be cool to see each other after about a 3 week to month long drought. It is a damn shame we can't see each other more often, but thats life isn't it? We are all growing up so fast at we are at that point in life where things are going to change whether we like it or not. It may hurt, it may be for the better, it may make people stronger, but things will change. I had the hardest time accepting that, but I think I am learning. And as long as I learn from life, what more can I do? Anywho, I've strayed. Ben came over and we just sat around for a while watching Dick do things on the computer. Later we busted out the guitars and helped Leah figure this part out this piano part for a Chiodos song. After we popped in Halo2 and killed each other for a little bit since some of my files are corrupted or something. Then we went over to Peter's house for a little jam session and I must admit it was a grand time. We had this list of songs we wanted to play, but that quickly was thrown out. I know people have heard of rap free-styling but let me introduce to you rock free-styling. It was the best thing we could have done and it was very entertaining. I think we actually laid out the structure to our next little song. A metal-core tune that I've already started thinking the lyrics out to. The jam session reminded me how fun it is to have the ability to just mess around and play some music even if it sucks. It reminded me why for the longest time I wanted to be a touring band. Because I love road trips, I love just sitting around with friends for countless hours, I love having to find my own entertainment, and I love music. Put it all together and basically you have a touring band.
Anywho, I have no idea where I'm going with this blog. I guess I wanted to blog just to blog. You know what would be cool? To be a C-list celebrity. I think it would suck to have paparazzi chasing you around, although I would manage to find amusement in it the first couple of times, but I think it would be cool to have people want to talk to you just because they think you're cool. Is Pete Wentz considered a A-list celebrity?
Well, I best go take me a shower and get ready for the day. I don't have much planned, but hopefully something comes up. I have this feeling in the pit of my tummy and the best way to describe it is to say it feels like this ball of love I need to share with people. I sound like a hippie. But I'm serious, I've been in such a relaxed, happy and loving state lately I just want to share it with everyone.
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Boo-Ya-Sha-Ka
These last couple of days I've been such a good mood and I've been totally slap happy and I've realized that spooning is such a good way to pass the time. If you can't get around to spooning due to lack of personel, or just embarrassed to try it, dry humping also happens to be a very positive alternative. But you know whats pissing me off right now, YouTube is fucking up and its throwing off my concentration. Meh!
Before I start knocking off some of the items on my "Very Important To Blog About" list, which doesn't really exist, I'm going to take a moment to jot down what my day was like today. So it began as a normal Saturday and pretty much ended like a normal Saturday. Went to church, did my church thing then came home from church. After church I got a call from Jon so I was going to run over to his house but I took a second to lay on my bed and it ended up to be a 4 hour nap. It sucked and rocked at the same time because really, who needs a 4 hour nap, but really, who doesn't want a 4 hour nap? So when I woke up Dick and Jon were chilling in the other room so I walk out and laid on the couch and almost fell asleep again. Lazy? I think not. Later Mitch came over and we just bro-ed out basically. We didn't really play any video games, we didn't really watch any movies, we just sat around and entertained ourselves Amish style. We sat around and chatted and thats just what we did for hours and hours. Boring? I think not. We did manage to make a Taco Bell run, you can decide whether thats Amish or not. We just goofed off but we did have a very serious talk about the state of our friendships, and it just re-assured me how lucky I am to have put these very special people around me. The world we live in is a crazy place and the only thing one can control is what one does, thinks and feels. To have special, caring people around is such a luxury. Remember that, I know I truly do value that luxury. I wish I could write more about how cool we are, but no, I can't.
So I think it is safe to say that I am fully recovered from my teeth operation. Really I've never struggled with it, I've been good since my nap after the surgery. I was scared going into it because Dawson got his teeth pulled a while back and it put him out of action for a week. He couldn't work or hang out for a while so I was worried that I might waste a chunk of my life. But I also should have given myself more credit and listened to Jon and Ben's stories a little more. They, Jon and Ben, told me that you are pretty much good to go right after and really I was. I like to think that my pain tolerance is comparable to Jon and Ben's. Now I just have this huge gap in the front of my teeth and I can't wait to get the wire in to close the fucking gap. I look like a hockey player, and I feel stupider because of it haha.
I have a note for the movie "Identity" here since I watched it a couple of weeks ago. But I think I'll pass. A decent flick, but nothing I need to blog about.
It is hard to believe that Warped Tour 2007 was a week ago now. It honestly feels like it was 2 days ago and I just can't get over the fact that I need to wait a whole year for it happen again. I just can't, and every time I think of Warped Tour I get this feeling in my tummy (its actually happening while I write this) and I get kind of depressed. A whole fucking year?! This is a serious request, if anyone wants to go to the Kansas Warped Tour or any other neighboring Warped Tour's, holler at your boy. I am thinking about going to the Motion City Soundtrack concert next week and that might help calm my nerves. I'm like a drug addict, except for concerts, and you know, not drugs. Drugs are dumb, don't do them.
So its 4 A.M and I'm not tired, that means nothing but trouble. Note to self: avoid 4 hour naps during the middle of the day. They will fuck you up.
While Warped Tour was mentioned, lets talk about Meg and Dia and how fucking hot they are haha. Its pretty pathetic how much Mitch and I are obsessing over the two ladies, because really, do we have any chance? First we got to meet them and grab their attnetion, and secondly we got to meet them, and lastly we have to have something to actually attract them. Do we have like a 1% chance? Um, no. But do we have like .03% chance? Yea, maybe, which is sweet, because you're saying there is a chance. Prior to Warped, I just figured they are probably decent looking people in real life. I mean, I've seen their music videos and photos and I always thought they were edited to look better and blah blah. But now that I've actually seen the two gals in person, and the fact that they were actually prettier in person...well...thats not good news. Or is it? Ahh, I don't know. All I know is they are easy on the eyes. The two hottest girls the emo scene has to offer.
And while I mention the emo scene, this is something that has only recently begun bothering me. What the hell is up with these people threatening to hurt emos and ripping on emo music? I just don't get it. Its just another style of music and its just another group of people. Get over it!
You know what, I think I am actually going to try my luck with some sleep even though I know I will just end up rolling around. I was going to write something about the bridge collapsing in Minnesota but maybe I will save that for my next blog. Which might be a while because come Monday I will be in Wisconsin with Jon, Mitch and Dick playing some golf, doing a little fishing and sipping on some O'Douls. Ya know, getting wasted. Ya, like I'm cool enough to get wasted haha. It sounds like its going to be a grand old time. Maybe if they have internet there I will bring my laptop and do a video dairy like I did for the Cabin Trip last year or I will just blog about it. Hmm...video dairy does sound cool...maybe I will make it a every August type thing since it has been a year since Jon and I went on that trip. We will see.
Before I start knocking off some of the items on my "Very Important To Blog About" list, which doesn't really exist, I'm going to take a moment to jot down what my day was like today. So it began as a normal Saturday and pretty much ended like a normal Saturday. Went to church, did my church thing then came home from church. After church I got a call from Jon so I was going to run over to his house but I took a second to lay on my bed and it ended up to be a 4 hour nap. It sucked and rocked at the same time because really, who needs a 4 hour nap, but really, who doesn't want a 4 hour nap? So when I woke up Dick and Jon were chilling in the other room so I walk out and laid on the couch and almost fell asleep again. Lazy? I think not. Later Mitch came over and we just bro-ed out basically. We didn't really play any video games, we didn't really watch any movies, we just sat around and entertained ourselves Amish style. We sat around and chatted and thats just what we did for hours and hours. Boring? I think not. We did manage to make a Taco Bell run, you can decide whether thats Amish or not. We just goofed off but we did have a very serious talk about the state of our friendships, and it just re-assured me how lucky I am to have put these very special people around me. The world we live in is a crazy place and the only thing one can control is what one does, thinks and feels. To have special, caring people around is such a luxury. Remember that, I know I truly do value that luxury. I wish I could write more about how cool we are, but no, I can't.
So I think it is safe to say that I am fully recovered from my teeth operation. Really I've never struggled with it, I've been good since my nap after the surgery. I was scared going into it because Dawson got his teeth pulled a while back and it put him out of action for a week. He couldn't work or hang out for a while so I was worried that I might waste a chunk of my life. But I also should have given myself more credit and listened to Jon and Ben's stories a little more. They, Jon and Ben, told me that you are pretty much good to go right after and really I was. I like to think that my pain tolerance is comparable to Jon and Ben's. Now I just have this huge gap in the front of my teeth and I can't wait to get the wire in to close the fucking gap. I look like a hockey player, and I feel stupider because of it haha.
I have a note for the movie "Identity" here since I watched it a couple of weeks ago. But I think I'll pass. A decent flick, but nothing I need to blog about.
It is hard to believe that Warped Tour 2007 was a week ago now. It honestly feels like it was 2 days ago and I just can't get over the fact that I need to wait a whole year for it happen again. I just can't, and every time I think of Warped Tour I get this feeling in my tummy (its actually happening while I write this) and I get kind of depressed. A whole fucking year?! This is a serious request, if anyone wants to go to the Kansas Warped Tour or any other neighboring Warped Tour's, holler at your boy. I am thinking about going to the Motion City Soundtrack concert next week and that might help calm my nerves. I'm like a drug addict, except for concerts, and you know, not drugs. Drugs are dumb, don't do them.
So its 4 A.M and I'm not tired, that means nothing but trouble. Note to self: avoid 4 hour naps during the middle of the day. They will fuck you up.
While Warped Tour was mentioned, lets talk about Meg and Dia and how fucking hot they are haha. Its pretty pathetic how much Mitch and I are obsessing over the two ladies, because really, do we have any chance? First we got to meet them and grab their attnetion, and secondly we got to meet them, and lastly we have to have something to actually attract them. Do we have like a 1% chance? Um, no. But do we have like .03% chance? Yea, maybe, which is sweet, because you're saying there is a chance. Prior to Warped, I just figured they are probably decent looking people in real life. I mean, I've seen their music videos and photos and I always thought they were edited to look better and blah blah. But now that I've actually seen the two gals in person, and the fact that they were actually prettier in person...well...thats not good news. Or is it? Ahh, I don't know. All I know is they are easy on the eyes. The two hottest girls the emo scene has to offer.
And while I mention the emo scene, this is something that has only recently begun bothering me. What the hell is up with these people threatening to hurt emos and ripping on emo music? I just don't get it. Its just another style of music and its just another group of people. Get over it!
You know what, I think I am actually going to try my luck with some sleep even though I know I will just end up rolling around. I was going to write something about the bridge collapsing in Minnesota but maybe I will save that for my next blog. Which might be a while because come Monday I will be in Wisconsin with Jon, Mitch and Dick playing some golf, doing a little fishing and sipping on some O'Douls. Ya know, getting wasted. Ya, like I'm cool enough to get wasted haha. It sounds like its going to be a grand old time. Maybe if they have internet there I will bring my laptop and do a video dairy like I did for the Cabin Trip last year or I will just blog about it. Hmm...video dairy does sound cool...maybe I will make it a every August type thing since it has been a year since Jon and I went on that trip. We will see.
Friday, August 3, 2007
Met Joe Black
I just finished watching a movie that is titled "Meet Joe Black" and basically it rocked my little human heart. I've never seen The Notebook before, but if that is romance classic, and if Dawn of the Dead is a gore and zombie classic (And a movie about a dream of mine haha), and if 40 Year Old Virgin is a funny ass movie, then Meet Joe Black is the movie you should watch any time you feel bad about life. I mean it just brought me back down to Earth and then slapped my face and laughed at me. It makes you ask your self, "Why do I think life is so terrible?" And before Warped Tour this Sunday, I honestly thought my life was terrible. Ever since Warped Tour, I've been floating and nothing could affect my happy mood, but Meet Joe Black knocked some sense back into me. How could a rock event make me so happy? Where are the people you love in your life? I don't know, maybe I am way to emotional right now after watching such a touching movie, and probably come tomorrow I'll ask myself why I wrote such a pussy blog, but still, I am going to continue writing. Because the one of the best lessons I pulled from the movie is that not to have regrets. And the movie was right, regrets are just stupid, they are self-barriers we create on our selves. The movie taught me not to have regrets, because life is to complicated, but in the end things work them selves out and that life is way to hard to let go of. But one day, we all do let go of it. I'm the type of person that always worries and always tries to plan out the next move? And why, for what? There is no predicting where life takes you, its just 90% luck any ways. Why do I always worry about what I have done, and why do I always worry about what I'm about to do, and why do I always worry about things I am doing? Why am I always trying to impress people and why do I have to act macho all the time? The sad thing is, I am 99% more honest and more other things than the other people of this world, and I'm just not pleased with my level of living. I just don't think I've lived up to par with the "Good Human Being" living standards. But who gives a fuck? No one is keeping track. No regrets right? I am 99% better than most of the people I know because its my nature, it all comes natural to me. Do I sound like a cock for saying that? Yea, probably, but I most likely sound like a cock to the people who don't really know me. And I was going to say, "Who gives a shit about those people?" But I do. I really do. Again, its my nature. I just care about people and I care about feelings and emotion and love. Why, I don't know, blame my Mom and Dad for cursing/blessing me with these genes. Get to know me, you'll see. There are people that I let get close to me, and they know what kind of person that I am, but some how our friendships have decayed. I don't know where I am going with all of this, I'm just speaking from the heart and I think thats the best place to draw words from. Not from the brain where your words are influenced by self gain, but rather from the heart, where things are un-filtered and full of love (I sound like a hippie). Maybe thats why I love the saying, "You can die like a republican without a heart, or you can die without a brain like a Democrat." And ain't it the truth? Its sad that in the world we live in, if you show that you care and show that you love, you are stupid. Well, I'm stupid. Maybe what I'm trying to say is, re-evaluate where you are in life. Sometimes we just need to take a few steps back and see what we are doing, see what we are doing wrong, and don't forget what we are doing right. Just live the right way, and don't forget, try not to have any regrets. No one can say what is wrong or right and be 100% sure.
I also loved the movie because it really is so fucking romantic. And I happen to be a hopeless romantic. I plan on checking out The Notebook and comparing it to Meet Joe Black and I'll let you know how much nuts The Notebook sucks. Meet Joe Black has one of my favorite scenes from any movie (I explained it in a blog before). I'll search for it on YouTube, I found a ghetto version of it so if I can't find a better one, it'll have to do. Unless you go see the movie or have seen it. Its the coffee shop goodbye, before Brad Pitt becomes Joe Black. And I'm not going to lie, I shed a few tears, yea, I did. It is so much easier to say that over a blog, and I don't know why. Fucking society and making it wrong for a man to cry. Why can't we cry we ever we want? Thats just not fair. Societies standards blow nuts! Thats why I love non-conformists. But I also know that with out law and order, nothing would exist. Any who, fuck society and go watch Meet Joe Black. Its 3 hours long, so make sure you have the time haha. It was cool, right when the movie ended and the credits starting rolling, my clock switched to 1 A.M. Like a message from fate or something.
Well, while I am in the mood for writing and on an emotional high, I might as well continue writing about things. Lets talk about Kevin Garnett, the greatest basketball player I have ever watched play the game and will ever watch play the game, no questions asked, and please, don't ask any because you're wrong. I was at Jon's house when I heard the news he was to be traded to the Boston Celtics, and I really could have cried. And if I was alone when I heard the news, I probably would have. Again, society. This is the guy I've come to respect so much over these past 10 years. The guy I modeled my basketball game after and my psyche after. The guy who put Minnesota basketball on the map. The guy who does everything basketball stands for so right people will never know. I hope for the best for Kevin Garnett. I hope this change brings him many good things, but the thing I hope for most is that I hope people start to understand him. I feel horrible for the guy, he does everything the way it should be done, and no one gives him any respect. Well, I know what he has done, and thats why he will always be my favorite basketball players and really, one of my favorite human beings. Thats bold because I don't even know the mo-fo personally, but I can just sense it. I know what he is made of inside and its the same stuff I am made of. I'm excited to see what is going to happen in Boston.
So today I got 5 teeth pulled, all of my back teeth and a front one pulled to make room for my teeth when my braces move them. I chose to go to sleep over being awake and numb because I scared about the operation. I was scared about both methods so I chose the method where I would wouldn't have to think about anything. Quite the experience I guess, or like, lack of experience. I remember them putting the laughing gas over my nose and talking to me. They were strapping me into the chair so I wouldn't fall out and the doc was talking some things over with me and then they injected something into my arm. It made my whole arm numb and it almost took all my brain power just to think about it. Then I switched my attention over to how I was feeling and I could sense the gas taking its toll on me. I challenged myself to fight the anesthesia for as long as I could. I closed my eyes because it would be easier, it was such a task just to keep them open. I remember the doc kept talking and he asked if I was out and I shook my head no because I was to lazy to speak. So they just kept waiting because I was being stubborn and thats all I remember. Next thing I remember is being in a tiny room with the lady and my Dad. They were talking and when I looked at my Dad he was holding a bottle of ice cream and I kept thinking, "I wonder what flavor that is and I can't wait to get home so I can eat it." Then I passed out again, at least I think I did. Then I slightly remember being in the sun, my sister tells me it was when I was walking to the car. She said she asked me a bunch of questions and I would answer them like I was fully functional, but I don't remember a single question she asked me. And now that I think of it, I remember sitting shot-gun being asked questions. She also told me I kept walking toward walls and that she had to pull me to the car. I feel fine now and I felt really good after I took my nap. My mouth is still numb and I keep putting my tongue where my front teeth should be but everything seems good. Its kind of scary though, the anesthesia. I mean I pride my self on my ability to think under pressure and having such sharp senses, but really, all that means nothing. It can all be taken away from me with simple anesthesia.
Anywho, my last blog (Warped Tour) was way to long to I'll try and keep this one to a minimal. Probably blog tomorrow after-noon.
Remember, no regrets!
I also loved the movie because it really is so fucking romantic. And I happen to be a hopeless romantic. I plan on checking out The Notebook and comparing it to Meet Joe Black and I'll let you know how much nuts The Notebook sucks. Meet Joe Black has one of my favorite scenes from any movie (I explained it in a blog before). I'll search for it on YouTube, I found a ghetto version of it so if I can't find a better one, it'll have to do. Unless you go see the movie or have seen it. Its the coffee shop goodbye, before Brad Pitt becomes Joe Black. And I'm not going to lie, I shed a few tears, yea, I did. It is so much easier to say that over a blog, and I don't know why. Fucking society and making it wrong for a man to cry. Why can't we cry we ever we want? Thats just not fair. Societies standards blow nuts! Thats why I love non-conformists. But I also know that with out law and order, nothing would exist. Any who, fuck society and go watch Meet Joe Black. Its 3 hours long, so make sure you have the time haha. It was cool, right when the movie ended and the credits starting rolling, my clock switched to 1 A.M. Like a message from fate or something.
Well, while I am in the mood for writing and on an emotional high, I might as well continue writing about things. Lets talk about Kevin Garnett, the greatest basketball player I have ever watched play the game and will ever watch play the game, no questions asked, and please, don't ask any because you're wrong. I was at Jon's house when I heard the news he was to be traded to the Boston Celtics, and I really could have cried. And if I was alone when I heard the news, I probably would have. Again, society. This is the guy I've come to respect so much over these past 10 years. The guy I modeled my basketball game after and my psyche after. The guy who put Minnesota basketball on the map. The guy who does everything basketball stands for so right people will never know. I hope for the best for Kevin Garnett. I hope this change brings him many good things, but the thing I hope for most is that I hope people start to understand him. I feel horrible for the guy, he does everything the way it should be done, and no one gives him any respect. Well, I know what he has done, and thats why he will always be my favorite basketball players and really, one of my favorite human beings. Thats bold because I don't even know the mo-fo personally, but I can just sense it. I know what he is made of inside and its the same stuff I am made of. I'm excited to see what is going to happen in Boston.
So today I got 5 teeth pulled, all of my back teeth and a front one pulled to make room for my teeth when my braces move them. I chose to go to sleep over being awake and numb because I scared about the operation. I was scared about both methods so I chose the method where I would wouldn't have to think about anything. Quite the experience I guess, or like, lack of experience. I remember them putting the laughing gas over my nose and talking to me. They were strapping me into the chair so I wouldn't fall out and the doc was talking some things over with me and then they injected something into my arm. It made my whole arm numb and it almost took all my brain power just to think about it. Then I switched my attention over to how I was feeling and I could sense the gas taking its toll on me. I challenged myself to fight the anesthesia for as long as I could. I closed my eyes because it would be easier, it was such a task just to keep them open. I remember the doc kept talking and he asked if I was out and I shook my head no because I was to lazy to speak. So they just kept waiting because I was being stubborn and thats all I remember. Next thing I remember is being in a tiny room with the lady and my Dad. They were talking and when I looked at my Dad he was holding a bottle of ice cream and I kept thinking, "I wonder what flavor that is and I can't wait to get home so I can eat it." Then I passed out again, at least I think I did. Then I slightly remember being in the sun, my sister tells me it was when I was walking to the car. She said she asked me a bunch of questions and I would answer them like I was fully functional, but I don't remember a single question she asked me. And now that I think of it, I remember sitting shot-gun being asked questions. She also told me I kept walking toward walls and that she had to pull me to the car. I feel fine now and I felt really good after I took my nap. My mouth is still numb and I keep putting my tongue where my front teeth should be but everything seems good. Its kind of scary though, the anesthesia. I mean I pride my self on my ability to think under pressure and having such sharp senses, but really, all that means nothing. It can all be taken away from me with simple anesthesia.
Anywho, my last blog (Warped Tour) was way to long to I'll try and keep this one to a minimal. Probably blog tomorrow after-noon.
Remember, no regrets!
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