Chicago with the Famo

I went to Chicago over the weekend and I enjoyed my time there very much. Another relaxing weekend to myself where I could do what ever I wanted and where I could be around people that matter to me.

Last week before the trip I had in my blog notes to metion the tour life but I missed it. Tour life meaning musicians or actors or comedians or whoever that tour and perform every night. Before I die I think it would be amazing to experience that life once. I was really excited when I heard that we would be road tripping it to Chicago. In the past I thought it was a really interesting life style and I recently watched a Taste of Chaos video tour blog and it made me want to write about it. This is what I see: a bunch of people that love what they're doing driving around and performing. They get to see the country and if they are big enough and lucky enough they get to see other countries. Most of the time they are around people they like. They have TVs, movies, video games, laptops, beds, etc. Some people aren't as lucky but they still have CD players, and each other. They work for 2 hours a night and then they get to do it again. Ya, it probably gets old after a while and you probably get sick of the road and you probably get sick of not being able to wash your cloths and taking showers, but still, it sounds fun to me. You also get groupies to chase your bus around haha, just kidding. It just seems like something I want to experience because I love being on the road and making your own entertainment. The trip to Chicago took us about 5-6 hours and it was just to damn short. Felt like 2. I'm talking about being on the road for 12 fucking hours and then you get to your hotel barely and you only have time enough to unpack, eat and watch half of sports center. How sweet is that? A 12 hour ride with people you enjoy being around blasting music, having random conversations and making random shit up to do. If you're lucky, you have a DVD player and you get to mash out multiple movies. And how fun are pitstops? Random shit hole towns and shit hole gas stations with sweet 50 cent sex toys. Yelling about random things you see on the road. All so sweet to me. I suggested to my parents next time we go on vacation, we go some where far, like Australia. Now that would be a cool road trip. Anywho, Tour Life, anyone care to join?

Anyways, back to Chicago. We left hella early and got there with plenty of time and we visited a museum (the one next to Soliders Feild). The museum was pretty sweet. They had this cool dinosaur exhibit. The first thing you see is a built skeleton of a T-Rex and let me tell you, the son bitch is huge! During the dinosaur exhibit my imagination kept going crazy and I kept wanting the dinosaurs to grow muscle and skin and start attacking us. Then I wanted a rifle to form in my hands so I could protect everyone. I think it would be totally rad to be in a jungle surrounded by dangerous dinosaurs that want to eat me. I mean, if I had a shit ton of guns to defned my self with. They had a bunch of other cool exhibits that we went through. I was in a shit load of pictures but they are all on my sisters camera and I hope to get them from her soon. The upstairs had this around the world theme set up. We got to China and I was like eh, and Hawaii and I was like eh, and then I was like yes, finally Japan and samurais, except they didn't have a section about Japanese history. Fuckers. Dick and Leah got really bored so we dipped out a little early and went to Korea town. We hit up some book stores and I was looking for a learn Japanese book but they didn't have any. Oh, while in Korea town I figured something out. That there are actually a lot of hot Korean girls. In a previous blog I wrote that I don't find a lot of Asian girls attractive (member the one about the Japanese voice actor?). I sit corrected, I was a victim if ignorance. I can't speak for all Asian cultures, but I can say I now appreciate Korean and Japanese women. But please, don't push Chinese and Indian women on me, because so far, ew. I need to visit Japan and Korea to fully experience this new found appreciation. Oh, did I mention that I love road trips? Because I love do. On the way to Chicago we watched Babel. A pretty good movie, but nothing I was blown away by. A couple of weeks ago, I asked my self what would it be like to not have one of my 7 senses? I thought about testing myself, thinking being blind or being mute would be the easiest to test. Then I thought to myself that would just be a waste of a day. A waste of my life and that I should just think about it and appreciate how beautiful the world is more and more each day. There was a mute girl in Babel and it made me want to test my self for a day again. But I just think it would be to difficult. I really don't think I could go one day without my senses. And I hate when people try to correct me and tell me I have 5 senses. I say fuck those people. Day one ended with Korea town and then we went to our hotel where we all cleaned up and watched Man vs. Wild together. A really nice little joint being that it only cost us 60 or 70 dollars. We packed up around 9ish and went back to Korea town because my parents wanted to do some hardcore grocery shopping. I think the bill came out to be near $500, but it wasn't all on food. On the way there I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind and I was completely amazed. If you haven't seen the movie yet and you like movies, do yourself a damn favor and go watch that joint. Thank you Joe Barnett. I should watched it when PD suggested it in 11th grade. Memories kind of remind me of dreams, I don't know why. They just have the same "feel" and "magic" to me. I think I had things I wanted to mention about the movie, but I forgot, tee hee! Just watch it. After I watched Eternal Sunshine we popped in Children of Men which was a pretty sweet joint to but couldn't repeat what Eternal Sunshine did for me. I think it pretty scary that if the government messed up just a little, our world could morph into that movie. The government is given so much power and they could abuse when ever they want. Thats scary to me. We got home on Saturday really early and went out to eat at a Korean restaurant. A lot of Koreaness huh? Oh at the Korean grocery store in Chicago they had these fried squids. I love squid but the fried squid there was so huge I couldn't look at it while I ate it. And at the Korean resturant, I had more squid, tee hee! Not breaded and fried, but its seasoned and stewed...I think. Is that we they call it? I don't know. Regardless, its one of my favorite dishes. I got home and I went over to Andy's house where we played Melee and some ping pong. It was the first time I had been over there in like 3 years. It was kind of weird. I almost forgot the route I usually take and if I knocked or just walked into his basement door. It was kind of a nice feeling to be there though. Like a barrier was knocked over. After we went to my house where we did some DBZ voice overs. They didn't turn out as good. I know why, but I don't care to mention it. It was a weekend well. I wish every weekend could be so relaxing and fun. This black guy just walked by me and he looks like the Unforgivable dude. Anywho, a very fun weekend.

Allison Muer

Couple of random things. 28 Weeks Later is going to be sick son. Its weird because about a month ago I watched 28 Days Later over. It has been far to long since a zombie joint dropped (Grind house doesn't count) and it seems like its been a while since a theater worthy movie came out (300).

I just read a crazy article about a mans dream and how it affected him in real life. In his dream he received a phone number and when he woke up he felt like he need to contact the number. He texted the number and the woman on the other end replied back. They kept in touch and now they are getting married. DREAMS! I've been writing so many blogs about dreams and how much we don't know about them. I think dreams are really special. In one of my old blogs I presented the question, "Can dreams show us the future?" I don't know and I'm not saying that this article is going to make me think that, but who knows. Dreams can send you really beautiful and important messages.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20070409/od_nm/britain_text_dc

I have a lot of stuff I need to blog about and not a lot of time. I'm a little behind on writing my thoughts since I went to Chicago with the family this past weekend. It was a lot of fun and very relaxing but I will write more about that later. I have a couple of Korean quizzes in about an hour that I haven't studied for because I didn't know we were going to have them. I guess they learned about the quizzes on Friday while I was in Chicago. So I'm going to study half hour before the quizzes.

I recently got my voice back after I went through a period of colds. I had this one cold in February where I could not stop coughing. After a while I could taste the blood in my throat. After the cold died off my voice was weak and it was hard to talk and sing. I think my voice is finally healed. On our way to Chicago and just lately I've had this urge just to sing all day. Never knew how much I missed singing along with tunes. Its a perfect time to get my voice back because I plan on starting a little solo project here soon too. From now on I plan on respecting my throat and voice and I will try not to be so hard on it. It is something that I value and if I lost it I would be devastated.

When ever I stay at Dean's place his roommate watches Friends, the sitcom, all day. Recently he watched the last few episodes where everyone is going off on their own ways and they all say goodbye. In the show they all talked about how much they are going to miss each other and how much they love each other and I thought to myself, "Can you really find that type of friendship in real life?" I used to think so, but I really don't know anymore. It seems impossible. I really think it would be hard to bring all the pieces together. There are a lot of greedy, envious, corrupt people in the world and in my life. Maybe someday I will have a group of people around me that I will hold that close no matter what.

The more I learn in my Korean class the more I appreciate communication. But I fear that maybe communications between cultures and languages are impossible. Not impossible, but to get your point across completely clear is impossible. There are phrases in Korean that are almost impossible to translate into English and same the other way. You can translate words directly and it will hold the same meaning, but there are little things that are left behind. Elements of respect and other little elements that are small, but little things count a lot I think. It makes me wonder if the world as a whole will ever be on the same page. Probably not huh? Thats really to bad because I think communication and understanding each other is one of the most important elements in a relationship.

One last thing before I end this blog. Have you ever tried to hold back an angry or desperate human being? In my experience it is very difficult to hold back someone that is acting off rage. A good example is in 300 when the captian's son dies and he goes mad. It took a group of spartans, the finest soliders at the time, to hold him back. Amazing how a single emotion can charge someone up so much. I know this is the case for me. I remember back in the day when I would lose my cool often when I played sports with people, people would run away and quit because they were afraid. I think my adenaline is in a league of its own, but everyone has this within them. I am much more mild mannered now, which is good, but I miss being able to lose myself and just acting off pure rage and instincts. Recently we've had new people play football with us and a couple of them commented on how I look so mad when I play football. I wish they would have seen me back in the day. I still remember when I was in like third or second grade it took about five highschool students to hold me back. Thats crazy to think about, that 5 highschool students couldn't hold back an angry third grader. It was a while ago and maybe they weren't trying their headest, I have no idea. I just remember this one guy was challanging me and kept rubbing something in and he said something that tiggered me. I charged him and a couple of guys grabbed me but I pushed them off and then a few more grabbed me and managed to stop me so I punched one in the stomach. Maybe they were trying their hardest. And why are a group of highschoolers letting a third grader play football with them? And why did they let me play basketball with them every summer? Weirdos. Oh well, made me a stronger person I think.