You know what I miss? Blogging.
Hey everyone! Austin here, and I am coming at you with season TWO of Let's Play: Life.
Now, I wanted to make this short intro-or prologue, if you will-for a couple of reasons.
1) I wanted to give all the hundreds of thousands of my devoted readers (that's not wishful thinking, right?) a heads up to let you all know that I intend to resume weekly blogging.
2) To get me back into the swing of things, and to hopefully give me something to look forward to doing during the week.
Regarding that second reason, it's just become harder and harder to get myself excited about studying. I mean, it's always been hard for me, but the day that I have to officially declare what the purpose of my life is and devote the rest of my existence (so it seems) to doing it is rapidly approaching, and I feel that I'm not any closer to deciding what that is. So hopefully getting back to blogging will bring some spice to my hopelessly dull life. Maybe I can do the same for you!
Also, I some Starbucks representatives were on campus today giving out free coffee so I am suuuuuuuuper jacked right now. Oh man. Oh, and I'm playing that game Cookie Clicker in the background as I'm writing this. I just bought my fifth time machine. Awwwwww yeeeeaaaahhhhh.
Okay now that we've got the ADD out of the ohmaniwantchips way..
Ahem. Speaking of blogging, I'm also currently working on a collaborative blog for my comp class. The blog I'm a part of is focused on themes found in fantasy, namely anime and western cartoons (think Avatar: The Last Airbender), as they pertain to reality. Even if you don't really watch anime or things like that, I still think it would be an interesting read. Not that I'm biased or anything. The other blogs in the class are also going to be really good. It's early in the writing process, so I haven't read any others yet, but I hope to soon. I'll try to get a link to mine as well as the others if you want to read them.
Well I think that's about it for today. I'm going to try to stick to Thursdays as my weekly post day like last season, but don't get your hopes up for this one. I'm really busy this week and there's a lot I still have to nail down. But rest assured, I'm trying to get back into to swing of things. Anyway, thanks for tuning to the season premiere of Let's Play: Life! Until next time! See ya!
Fantasy Themes Come to Life:
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Monday, September 16, 2013
Friday, May 3, 2013
Episode 15: Buckle Up!
First of all, I would just like to apologize. I know I am a little late posting this, but better late than pregnant, amirite?
...ahem.
Anyway, I would like to make up my tardiness to you in the form of a longer post. Mostly because I feel like I owe you all, but also in part because I keep making a note of things I want to write about, then trying to pick and choose a few to write about each week, which never really works out. So before I forget all the things I made a note of, I'm just going to spew them all out in what I hope turns out to be a semi-coherent jumble of thoughts. So buckle up. This post is going to be a doozy (what a great and underused word).
So first things first, I am through with classes. I know, it's freaking weird. I have finals next week, and then my first year of college is over. I am SO excited to be home, so I can see everyone, spend time with my family, and then ship off to scenic Seminole, Oklahoma to be a camp counselor for eight weeks. That was a joke, by the way, there's like a Braum's and a Wal-Mart in Seminole and that's about it. Regardless, I love St. Crispin's with all my heart, and I can't wait to be out there. And, you know, making money is always a plus.
Speaking of finals, I did some studying today in the basement of my dorm today. You hear that mom? I studied. Well, it wasn't so much studying at it was working. In place of an actual test, my final in my music theory class is a composition assignment. We're given a 16-bar chord structure, then we have to fill in the chords in a pattern of our choosing, then write a melody on top of it. So it's like composing with training wheels. I didn't realize how much effort it would take, though. Not necessarily because it's hard or overly challenging, it's just that I'm really picky about my composition assignments, and everything has to sound exactly like I want it (in all my expert composition knowledge). It took me like 15 minutes to nail down one measure (which still isn't done) because I didn't like the way the bass chords sounded. This is going to be a lot more effort than I thought. But back to the basement. Today was like the first day I had ever gone down to the basement to study, or even just hangout. Which sucks, because I had a really great time down there and there's only a week of school left (which still baffles me). It was just instant acceptance. Granted, I knew a few people already from frisbee, but the basement dwellers just treated me as one of their own, talking to me and cracking jokes, even if I didn't know them all. They're good people, those basement folk. If any of you are reading, you are all wonderful people, and I will probably be down sometime tomorrow.
Just to be clear, there are actual dorm rooms in the basement. It's not like an isolated community of squatters. That would be really weird.
SUBJECT CHANGE!
So I saw Iron Man 3 tonight. Holy. Crap. It was SO GOOD people. SO. GOOD. I really enjoyed it. Robert Downey, Jr. is just such a fantastic actor, and he plays the role of Tony Stark SO well. And there were so many awesome, action-packed scenes. But it is a superhero movie, so you would kind of expect that. But I'm not here to play movie critic, especially because I don't want to give out any spoilers or anything for those of you who haven't seen it, which I highly recommend you remedy immediately. At the end of the movie, as with any movie, the credits rolled. Being a Marvel movie, you have to stay for the credits because of the fun little Easter eggs at the end. And I was looking at them, and I was kind of taken aback at just how many people worked on this movie. I mean, there was a point where the entire screen was just covered in names. Names on names. Names for days. And then I got to thinking. I know that, for the people who worked on the movie, that's really exciting. They have documented evidence that they, in fact, worked on this movie. And they can point out their name to their friends and family and prospective one-night stands, and that's a wonderful thing. But honestly, what average person is going to see two different movies, read the credits, and recognize that the assistant lighting manager was the same for both movies? Nobody. I mean you don't just meet a person, and then say, "Wait. I know that name from somewhere...ohmygosh! You were makeup artist #4 for that one movie! I absolutely LOVED your work. The way Emma Stone (what a babe)'s blush was so perfectly applied was just movie magic." I'm not trying to rain on anyone's parade, it's just I don't know what that's going to get them in life. You know what? Let's start an IMDB offshoot designed to credit those who worked behind the scenes, for all those obscure people who would otherwise go unnoticed in society. That would make playing Seven Degrees of Kevin Bacon a lot more interesting.
SUBJECT CHANGE!
I saw this commercial the other day, and I don't exactly remember what it was for. But I think it featured some sort of family scene (it was a while ago, so bear with me). And at the end of the commercial, it was all, "such and such company, proud sponsor of the word home." Is...is that a thing now? We can do that? Sponsor words? In that case, I am launching a campaign. I am sponsoring the more widespread use of the words "copious," "doozy," and "immaculate," as well as the addition of "muchness" and "suckitude" into the dictionary. This is a cause I'm very passionate about, and one I hope receives the muchness of support I truly believe it deserves. I know this issue has caused a lot of uproar in the linguistic community, and I know as well as anyone how much of a doozy it is, but I really think that we can get this to pass. For all of you immaculate people interested, there will be a Kickstarter for this cause up shortly, and expect copious amounts of financial aid to come pouring in. If we can't back this cause and allow it to succeed, we are paving the way for preposterous levels of suckitude, and nobody wants that. Every penny counts, people.
Well that about wraps up this week's episode. I feel that there has been an adequate amount of content. If you disagree, there's always next week, so make sure you come back for the next episode of Let's Play: Life! And remember kids, don't drop the soap! Because that stuff is really slippery. You're gonna have a hard time picking it back up.
*This post was brought to you by the Austin Lawhorn Linguistic Equality Foundation, proud sponsor of your uncle's toenail clippings*
...ahem.
Anyway, I would like to make up my tardiness to you in the form of a longer post. Mostly because I feel like I owe you all, but also in part because I keep making a note of things I want to write about, then trying to pick and choose a few to write about each week, which never really works out. So before I forget all the things I made a note of, I'm just going to spew them all out in what I hope turns out to be a semi-coherent jumble of thoughts. So buckle up. This post is going to be a doozy (what a great and underused word).
So first things first, I am through with classes. I know, it's freaking weird. I have finals next week, and then my first year of college is over. I am SO excited to be home, so I can see everyone, spend time with my family, and then ship off to scenic Seminole, Oklahoma to be a camp counselor for eight weeks. That was a joke, by the way, there's like a Braum's and a Wal-Mart in Seminole and that's about it. Regardless, I love St. Crispin's with all my heart, and I can't wait to be out there. And, you know, making money is always a plus.
Speaking of finals, I did some studying today in the basement of my dorm today. You hear that mom? I studied. Well, it wasn't so much studying at it was working. In place of an actual test, my final in my music theory class is a composition assignment. We're given a 16-bar chord structure, then we have to fill in the chords in a pattern of our choosing, then write a melody on top of it. So it's like composing with training wheels. I didn't realize how much effort it would take, though. Not necessarily because it's hard or overly challenging, it's just that I'm really picky about my composition assignments, and everything has to sound exactly like I want it (in all my expert composition knowledge). It took me like 15 minutes to nail down one measure (which still isn't done) because I didn't like the way the bass chords sounded. This is going to be a lot more effort than I thought. But back to the basement. Today was like the first day I had ever gone down to the basement to study, or even just hangout. Which sucks, because I had a really great time down there and there's only a week of school left (which still baffles me). It was just instant acceptance. Granted, I knew a few people already from frisbee, but the basement dwellers just treated me as one of their own, talking to me and cracking jokes, even if I didn't know them all. They're good people, those basement folk. If any of you are reading, you are all wonderful people, and I will probably be down sometime tomorrow.
Just to be clear, there are actual dorm rooms in the basement. It's not like an isolated community of squatters. That would be really weird.
SUBJECT CHANGE!
So I saw Iron Man 3 tonight. Holy. Crap. It was SO GOOD people. SO. GOOD. I really enjoyed it. Robert Downey, Jr. is just such a fantastic actor, and he plays the role of Tony Stark SO well. And there were so many awesome, action-packed scenes. But it is a superhero movie, so you would kind of expect that. But I'm not here to play movie critic, especially because I don't want to give out any spoilers or anything for those of you who haven't seen it, which I highly recommend you remedy immediately. At the end of the movie, as with any movie, the credits rolled. Being a Marvel movie, you have to stay for the credits because of the fun little Easter eggs at the end. And I was looking at them, and I was kind of taken aback at just how many people worked on this movie. I mean, there was a point where the entire screen was just covered in names. Names on names. Names for days. And then I got to thinking. I know that, for the people who worked on the movie, that's really exciting. They have documented evidence that they, in fact, worked on this movie. And they can point out their name to their friends and family and prospective one-night stands, and that's a wonderful thing. But honestly, what average person is going to see two different movies, read the credits, and recognize that the assistant lighting manager was the same for both movies? Nobody. I mean you don't just meet a person, and then say, "Wait. I know that name from somewhere...ohmygosh! You were makeup artist #4 for that one movie! I absolutely LOVED your work. The way Emma Stone (what a babe)'s blush was so perfectly applied was just movie magic." I'm not trying to rain on anyone's parade, it's just I don't know what that's going to get them in life. You know what? Let's start an IMDB offshoot designed to credit those who worked behind the scenes, for all those obscure people who would otherwise go unnoticed in society. That would make playing Seven Degrees of Kevin Bacon a lot more interesting.
SUBJECT CHANGE!
I saw this commercial the other day, and I don't exactly remember what it was for. But I think it featured some sort of family scene (it was a while ago, so bear with me). And at the end of the commercial, it was all, "such and such company, proud sponsor of the word home." Is...is that a thing now? We can do that? Sponsor words? In that case, I am launching a campaign. I am sponsoring the more widespread use of the words "copious," "doozy," and "immaculate," as well as the addition of "muchness" and "suckitude" into the dictionary. This is a cause I'm very passionate about, and one I hope receives the muchness of support I truly believe it deserves. I know this issue has caused a lot of uproar in the linguistic community, and I know as well as anyone how much of a doozy it is, but I really think that we can get this to pass. For all of you immaculate people interested, there will be a Kickstarter for this cause up shortly, and expect copious amounts of financial aid to come pouring in. If we can't back this cause and allow it to succeed, we are paving the way for preposterous levels of suckitude, and nobody wants that. Every penny counts, people.
Well that about wraps up this week's episode. I feel that there has been an adequate amount of content. If you disagree, there's always next week, so make sure you come back for the next episode of Let's Play: Life! And remember kids, don't drop the soap! Because that stuff is really slippery. You're gonna have a hard time picking it back up.
*This post was brought to you by the Austin Lawhorn Linguistic Equality Foundation, proud sponsor of your uncle's toenail clippings*
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Episode 14: Videos for Days
I am 15 days away from completing my first year of college.
What.
And I only have one more week of classes.
What.
I'm still having trouble wrapping my mind around this fact. One whole year of my college career is (almost) finished. That is SO crazy. Before I know it, two years will have gone by. Three years. Four years. Now I'm an adult.
WHAT.
You mean to tell me that in 3 years I'll actually have to go out and get a job and be responsible and not play video games all the time? Yeah, I'm not sure I'm okay with that. If we could just put a hold on this whole life thing, that would be swell. There's so much I still want to do! Do you know how many video games will have come out by the time I graduate? And how many will come out while I'm busy being an adult and stuff? What am I supposed to do, not play them?
In all seriousness, there's so much I want to do, so many experiences I want to have. I want rent an old VW van and go on a road trip with friends. I want to go on a food tour, where all I do is drive around the country eating at places featured on Man vs. Food and Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives. I want to (as weird as it sounds) model for a completely casual photo shoot. I want to have my own YouTube channel with my very own subscribers. I want to go rob a bank and take hostages!
Just making sure you're still paying attention.
This is supposed to be the time of my life (and it really has been, so far) but I feel like it's going by so fast. I actually saw a post on reddit where someone had said that by the time you hit your early 20s, half of your life in terms of your perception of time will have gone by. Half. Commence the mid-life crisis.
Quick side note: If any of you want an explanation as to why that is, check out this video:
I promise, there's no virus involved, and no pop-ups telling you how to enlarge your...well...you know.
Just click the link, kay?
SUBJECT CHANGE!
I love music. Like, LOVE it.
But you already knew that.
So one of my favorite bands EVAR is Relient K. Their music is just so...well, I don't really possess the vocabulary necessary to fully illustrate just how magnificent their music truly is. And that's saying something. I just used a lot of big words.
If you saw my rant on Facebook, you know where this is going. But for those of you who did not, I'll say it again.
So recently, I found out that Ethan Luck, John Warne, and Jon Shneck, three of Relient K's members, will not be touring with the band in the upcoming tour. When I first got the news, I freaked out. No, seriously. I was devastated. I was like, "OHMYGODOHMYGODMYFAVORITEBANDINTHEWHOLEWIDEWORLDISBREAKINGUP
WHATDOIDOWHATDOIDO."
Just like that.
Well, my brother had actually texted me about Ethan, so I went and looked it up for myself. Then, I proceeded to freak out. Just like that. The thought of life without the music of my favorite band crushed me. I had just seen them in concert in August! What went wrong? What did I do to deserve this? Tears (the manliest goddamn tears you've ever seen) were on the verge of being shed.
And then there was hope.
The next day, Relient K posted a link to this video:
Click that. No, really. Click it. Now. You don't have an option. That first link, I couldn't care less if you clicked it or not. But this one, you will click. I'm not writing anymore until you click it. Did you click it yet? Don't you lie to me. You did? Great. On with the show.
The first time I listened to the song, a single tear of joy (the manliest goddamn tear you've ever seen) trickled down my face right there at the end. Partly because I loved the song so much, partly because the last lyric of the song hit me smack dab in the feels. But mostly because I realized, in that moment, that no matter what, I will always have Relient K. All the albums, the concerts, the self-made harmonies, the memories will always be with me. And it doesn't matter if Ethan, John, and Jon leave the band, either temporarily or permanently. There will still be a Relient K, at least for the time being. They've gotten a drummer and a bassist to play with them on tour, and the new album (for which I am SO excited) is still coming out, although the release was pushed back to July. This song made me realize that people are always changing. Life is always changing. And you can lament about the past, or you can look to the future. This song embodies the evolution of this band and their sound over time, and showed me that Relient K will always be Relient K, even if only in my heart.
And you know what? I think that's a great metaphor for life. Sure, times change. Sure, I'm getting older and have to be an adult soon. But that's life. People grow up. They change. They adapt. While sometimes and might look back and think, if only I could relive this one moment, I know that there is much more out there waiting for me in the future, and so much I'm going to do and accomplish. I might not know exactly what the future holds, but I sure am ready to find out!
And that's where I'll leave you today. See what I did there? Nice surprise ending. It actually tied the two posts together. Bet you didn't see that one coming. Boom.
Anyway, thanks for tuning in for this week's episode of Let's Play: Life. As always, come back next Thursday for more! And remember kids, don't you blink, or it's gone! See you next time!
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Episode 13: Things That Suck and Things That Don't
You know what sucks?
When you're going about your own business, maybe trying to sleep, and your brain is like, "Hey bro. Broski. Brosencrantz. Remember all those mistake you made in high school? Yeah, those. Let's relive all those in excruciating detail. Also, here are all the other ways it could have turned out. Just something to think about."
Sometimes the brain can be a douche.
Seriously though, don't you just hate that? That's what I imagine hell is like. Just a constant loop for all of eternity of all the mistakes you made, the people you hurt, and all the things that could have been. Some nights I'll just randomly think about those things, and I will literally bury my head under my pillow in hopes that they'll go away.
Spoiler Alert: They never do.
You know what else sucks? The weather. Sometimes it can be so fickle. Like today. It's in the high 40s. It's definitely bearable, and I do love me a good hoodie, but for the last few days it's been in the high 80s. EIGHTIES. And all of a sudden it just drops 40 freaking degrees? What's up with that, Texas? What are you trying to pull here? Oh, and it's supposed to warm back up tomorrow. What the hell Texas? Do you even weather? Seriously.
But you know what doesn't suck? Having only one class today. I slept in until 10:45 this morning. And still had an hour and a half before I had to be in class. You know what I did with that time? Took a nice, long, relaxing shower, hopped on YouTube for a bit, and had a nice meal, all before class. Oh, and I did HOMEWORK. Yeah, that's right. For once I did my homework at a reasonable time of the day instead of starting it at 2:00 in the morning. I mean, what? No mom, of course I do my homework before I do anything else...
Whew, that was a close one.
(Just for the record, I don't actually wait until 2:00 am to start my homework. That would just be silly.)
Also coffee. Coffee doesn't suck.
SUBJECT CHANGE!
So sectionals was awesome! SO much fun. And we did really well too! We got 3rd place in pool play and 4th place in bracket play. Unfortunately, we did not do well enough to go to regionals, but we did much better than I thought we would. I'm a little bummed (okay, a lot bummed) that the season is over, but it was a great one. We improved so much since the beginning of the year. Next year, man. That's the year. Oh, and I got a Callahan during the tournament, which is SUPER exciting.
For those who don't know much about ultimate, a Callahan is basically the equivalent of a safety in football. We were playing defense, and the other team had the disc basically on their goal line. Our cup was playing solid defense, not giving the upfield throw, so the guy with the disc throws it to another handler. He ended up overthrowing it and the wind picked it up, so I saw my chance and ran toward it. I ended up catching it in the endzone, resulting in a point. I was so excited after catching it that I momentarily forgot how to run and ended up falling over. But I caught the disc, and that's what's important. And here I was beginning to think I wasn't going to make any big plays all year.
SUBJECT CHANGE!
So back to things that suck.
You know when you finish a TV series or complete a really long video game (think JRPG) and you suddenly don't know what to do with you life? Well, that happened to me. Two YouTube series I've been watching just ended (one of which was over 30 hours total), AND I just finished a Dunsparce solo run of Pokemon Crystal, so now I just feel empty inside. Accomplished, but empty. Thank goodness I have another episode of Psych to watch, or else I'd probably just crawl into a hole and wither away. So now I need to find something else to do with my free time. I mean, I still have LoL, but I really only enjoy playing that with friends. If anyone has any suggestions of games I should pick up, please feel free to hit me with them (keeping in mind I have only a computer at my disposal, no consoles). I mean, what else am I going to do during dead days in a couple weeks? Study for finals? Pfft, yeah right. What? I mean, of course mom, I'm going to study.
Whew. Another close one.
Anyway, that about wraps up this episode.
Ooh, I just looked out the window and the sun is shining now. Maybe it'll warm up now!
Wow, okay, ADD probs. Back to the conclusion.
Okay, NOW that about wraps up this episode. Thanks for stopping by! Tune in next week for another episode of Let's Play: Life! And remember kids, don't tickle a sleeping bear! Because that's just stupid. He'll probably wake up super pissed and maul your face off. I mean, he probably won't stop at your face, but your face will definitely be mauled at some point. Ouch.
See ya!
When you're going about your own business, maybe trying to sleep, and your brain is like, "Hey bro. Broski. Brosencrantz. Remember all those mistake you made in high school? Yeah, those. Let's relive all those in excruciating detail. Also, here are all the other ways it could have turned out. Just something to think about."
Sometimes the brain can be a douche.
Seriously though, don't you just hate that? That's what I imagine hell is like. Just a constant loop for all of eternity of all the mistakes you made, the people you hurt, and all the things that could have been. Some nights I'll just randomly think about those things, and I will literally bury my head under my pillow in hopes that they'll go away.
Spoiler Alert: They never do.
You know what else sucks? The weather. Sometimes it can be so fickle. Like today. It's in the high 40s. It's definitely bearable, and I do love me a good hoodie, but for the last few days it's been in the high 80s. EIGHTIES. And all of a sudden it just drops 40 freaking degrees? What's up with that, Texas? What are you trying to pull here? Oh, and it's supposed to warm back up tomorrow. What the hell Texas? Do you even weather? Seriously.
But you know what doesn't suck? Having only one class today. I slept in until 10:45 this morning. And still had an hour and a half before I had to be in class. You know what I did with that time? Took a nice, long, relaxing shower, hopped on YouTube for a bit, and had a nice meal, all before class. Oh, and I did HOMEWORK. Yeah, that's right. For once I did my homework at a reasonable time of the day instead of starting it at 2:00 in the morning. I mean, what? No mom, of course I do my homework before I do anything else...
Whew, that was a close one.
(Just for the record, I don't actually wait until 2:00 am to start my homework. That would just be silly.)
Also coffee. Coffee doesn't suck.
SUBJECT CHANGE!
So sectionals was awesome! SO much fun. And we did really well too! We got 3rd place in pool play and 4th place in bracket play. Unfortunately, we did not do well enough to go to regionals, but we did much better than I thought we would. I'm a little bummed (okay, a lot bummed) that the season is over, but it was a great one. We improved so much since the beginning of the year. Next year, man. That's the year. Oh, and I got a Callahan during the tournament, which is SUPER exciting.
For those who don't know much about ultimate, a Callahan is basically the equivalent of a safety in football. We were playing defense, and the other team had the disc basically on their goal line. Our cup was playing solid defense, not giving the upfield throw, so the guy with the disc throws it to another handler. He ended up overthrowing it and the wind picked it up, so I saw my chance and ran toward it. I ended up catching it in the endzone, resulting in a point. I was so excited after catching it that I momentarily forgot how to run and ended up falling over. But I caught the disc, and that's what's important. And here I was beginning to think I wasn't going to make any big plays all year.
SUBJECT CHANGE!
So back to things that suck.
You know when you finish a TV series or complete a really long video game (think JRPG) and you suddenly don't know what to do with you life? Well, that happened to me. Two YouTube series I've been watching just ended (one of which was over 30 hours total), AND I just finished a Dunsparce solo run of Pokemon Crystal, so now I just feel empty inside. Accomplished, but empty. Thank goodness I have another episode of Psych to watch, or else I'd probably just crawl into a hole and wither away. So now I need to find something else to do with my free time. I mean, I still have LoL, but I really only enjoy playing that with friends. If anyone has any suggestions of games I should pick up, please feel free to hit me with them (keeping in mind I have only a computer at my disposal, no consoles). I mean, what else am I going to do during dead days in a couple weeks? Study for finals? Pfft, yeah right. What? I mean, of course mom, I'm going to study.
Whew. Another close one.
Anyway, that about wraps up this episode.
Ooh, I just looked out the window and the sun is shining now. Maybe it'll warm up now!
Wow, okay, ADD probs. Back to the conclusion.
Okay, NOW that about wraps up this episode. Thanks for stopping by! Tune in next week for another episode of Let's Play: Life! And remember kids, don't tickle a sleeping bear! Because that's just stupid. He'll probably wake up super pissed and maul your face off. I mean, he probably won't stop at your face, but your face will definitely be mauled at some point. Ouch.
See ya!
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Episode 12: I'm Old!
It was cold today.
That might not seem like it's that big of deal, but come on. Yesterday it was sunny with a high of 75, and today it's the the 40s. THE FORTIES. What the hell Texas? Get it together. And this is the only day of the week like it. Tomorrow it gets back into the 60s, and by the end of the weekend it'll be in the 80s. Which is nice. I love me some warm weather. Especially since Ultimate Frisbee sectionals is this weekend. Finally, we get to go to a tournament where it's not freezing. Seriously, every tournament we've been to has been SO cold. But, as a trade-off, it's going to be windy. That disc (and subsequently the team) is not going to have a good time. Still, I will gladly trade wind for 80 degree weather.
So what's new in my life? Good question. Not much, unfortunately. Same old, same old really. Class, LoL, YouTube, homework (and yes, I actually did my homework), more LoL, more YouTube, maybe some Minecraft. Plus Ultimate practice on Tuesday and Thursday. And then writing this, of course.
I'm really excited for summer. The weather, the relaxing. And then the being a camp counselor for 8 weeks. I can't wait for that. I'm a little nervous for it though. 8 weeks is a long time to be away from home (not that far away, but still), and I don't really know how I'll be around kids, especially the young ones. I like them, don't get me wrong. I've just never really been responsible for kids, other than babysitting like once or twice. Although I did Love and Logic my little cousin a few weeks ago. That was cool.
Just to explain, Love and Logic is the basic guidelines we were taught at camp training to deal with campers, which involves disciplining the child, but explaining the situation and maintaining their dignity. You know, as opposed to just yelling at them and bossing them around. Or beating them. Which would not be good. Because that would be child abuse. Which is bad.
Anyway, over Easter weekend, I went home to see some of my extended family, and was playing with my little cousin, when the time came for us to eat. She didn't want to stop playing, so I assured we could play any game she liked as long as she came and ate first. And it worked like a charm! I was so excited that I had actually applied some of my training. It was a proud moment. It's little things like that that tell me I just might be alright at this counselor thing.
And then I think of sick little children throwing up everywhere, and I'm not so sure.
Well, I'm running out of ideas. A lot of the stuff going on in my life, or things I want to talk about, I don't want to post on here just because I don't want certain people to read it. Not that I would be talking bad about anyone behind their back (because the internet is a GREAT place to do that). It's just that I'd rather talk about these things with the specific people involved, or just don't want to put out there quite yet. I would never put anything out there that I wouldn't want someone to read and be offended or hurt by. Except girls that think tights are pants. And stupid people. I am not afraid to shame them. Man.
Okay, okay Austin. Just take a chill pill. It's all good, playa.
*Ahem*
Moving on...
I have just one month of my freshman year of college left. I cannot even begin to describe how weird that feels. I am almost 1/4 finished with my college career. What is this? I'm so old! I don't like! I don't want to grow up! Seriously man, it's so weird. People around me are getting jobs, getting married, having children. Is this what life is supposed to feel like? I mean, I know that stuff is coming eventually, but all in due time. Not soon! I'm not ready! I feel like it'll be a while before I'm ready for any of that.
But now that I think about it, that's what I said about going to college. Toward the end of high school, I was deathly afraid of making this transition. I didn't want to be away from people, I didn't want to be on my own. Especially since I wasn't going to school with people I knew well, like a lot of my friends ended up doing. But looking back, I know I made the right decision. Not knowing anyone (basically) going in, I was forced to branch out, and it really helped me. I have some great friends here, I'm doing things I love to do. And now that I'm here, I love the college environment. Even being on my own. I miss my family and friends and all, but it's just nice to do me, you know? Yeah, you know.
Well I'm afraid that's all I have for you this week. A little shorter than I'd like (and maybe you'd like as well), but frankly, I'm just not sure what to talk about. Still keeping that note of potential ideas in my phone, but nothing really came to me this past week. Anyway, I'll be sure to have more for you next time. Make sure you tune in next week for another episode of Let's Play: Life! And remember kids, God hates figs! (Mark 11:12-14)
PS - If you caught the song reference in this post, good for you!
That might not seem like it's that big of deal, but come on. Yesterday it was sunny with a high of 75, and today it's the the 40s. THE FORTIES. What the hell Texas? Get it together. And this is the only day of the week like it. Tomorrow it gets back into the 60s, and by the end of the weekend it'll be in the 80s. Which is nice. I love me some warm weather. Especially since Ultimate Frisbee sectionals is this weekend. Finally, we get to go to a tournament where it's not freezing. Seriously, every tournament we've been to has been SO cold. But, as a trade-off, it's going to be windy. That disc (and subsequently the team) is not going to have a good time. Still, I will gladly trade wind for 80 degree weather.
So what's new in my life? Good question. Not much, unfortunately. Same old, same old really. Class, LoL, YouTube, homework (and yes, I actually did my homework), more LoL, more YouTube, maybe some Minecraft. Plus Ultimate practice on Tuesday and Thursday. And then writing this, of course.
I'm really excited for summer. The weather, the relaxing. And then the being a camp counselor for 8 weeks. I can't wait for that. I'm a little nervous for it though. 8 weeks is a long time to be away from home (not that far away, but still), and I don't really know how I'll be around kids, especially the young ones. I like them, don't get me wrong. I've just never really been responsible for kids, other than babysitting like once or twice. Although I did Love and Logic my little cousin a few weeks ago. That was cool.
Just to explain, Love and Logic is the basic guidelines we were taught at camp training to deal with campers, which involves disciplining the child, but explaining the situation and maintaining their dignity. You know, as opposed to just yelling at them and bossing them around. Or beating them. Which would not be good. Because that would be child abuse. Which is bad.
Anyway, over Easter weekend, I went home to see some of my extended family, and was playing with my little cousin, when the time came for us to eat. She didn't want to stop playing, so I assured we could play any game she liked as long as she came and ate first. And it worked like a charm! I was so excited that I had actually applied some of my training. It was a proud moment. It's little things like that that tell me I just might be alright at this counselor thing.
And then I think of sick little children throwing up everywhere, and I'm not so sure.
Well, I'm running out of ideas. A lot of the stuff going on in my life, or things I want to talk about, I don't want to post on here just because I don't want certain people to read it. Not that I would be talking bad about anyone behind their back (because the internet is a GREAT place to do that). It's just that I'd rather talk about these things with the specific people involved, or just don't want to put out there quite yet. I would never put anything out there that I wouldn't want someone to read and be offended or hurt by. Except girls that think tights are pants. And stupid people. I am not afraid to shame them. Man.
Okay, okay Austin. Just take a chill pill. It's all good, playa.
*Ahem*
Moving on...
I have just one month of my freshman year of college left. I cannot even begin to describe how weird that feels. I am almost 1/4 finished with my college career. What is this? I'm so old! I don't like! I don't want to grow up! Seriously man, it's so weird. People around me are getting jobs, getting married, having children. Is this what life is supposed to feel like? I mean, I know that stuff is coming eventually, but all in due time. Not soon! I'm not ready! I feel like it'll be a while before I'm ready for any of that.
But now that I think about it, that's what I said about going to college. Toward the end of high school, I was deathly afraid of making this transition. I didn't want to be away from people, I didn't want to be on my own. Especially since I wasn't going to school with people I knew well, like a lot of my friends ended up doing. But looking back, I know I made the right decision. Not knowing anyone (basically) going in, I was forced to branch out, and it really helped me. I have some great friends here, I'm doing things I love to do. And now that I'm here, I love the college environment. Even being on my own. I miss my family and friends and all, but it's just nice to do me, you know? Yeah, you know.
Well I'm afraid that's all I have for you this week. A little shorter than I'd like (and maybe you'd like as well), but frankly, I'm just not sure what to talk about. Still keeping that note of potential ideas in my phone, but nothing really came to me this past week. Anyway, I'll be sure to have more for you next time. Make sure you tune in next week for another episode of Let's Play: Life! And remember kids, God hates figs! (Mark 11:12-14)
PS - If you caught the song reference in this post, good for you!
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Episode 11: Back On Schedule
Hey folks! Here I am, back in action! I really I hope I can stick to this schedule. I hated not blogging almost as much you hated not being able to read my blog. Also, I realize that I said Wednesday would be when this went up. I was mistaken. If you recall (and I sure hope you do), I said that I would try to make Thursday my regular update day. The reason I was so fixated on Wednesday was that I usually write the posts Wednesday NIGHT so I can get them up at midnight or after, so they're up basically all Thursday for you to read at your own leisure. I think that's what I'm going to stick to. So if you're up at midnight on Wednesday nights, consider popping on over for a read. If nothing new is there, chances are it'll be there in the morning. Greater chances are I forgot and am going to come up with some excuse in a few days as to why I didn't post on time. Given recent history, that seems to be far more likely. Moving on...
Before we begin (and boy do I have some good stuff for you today), I just wanted to make a little PSA to Google+.
Side note: That punctuation bothers me so much. Is that how it's supposed to be? The "+" is throwing me off my game.
Anyway, back to what I was saying.
Every time I log in to this website so I can blog, I get taken to the homepage. As it should be. But on the homepage are statistics, like how many page views you've gotten on what days, and where you audience is coming from. Stuff like that. But I really don't think they're accurate. It says I have 500-something total page views, which seems a but high (if that's really the number, that's awesome). But then when I check the views of each individual post, they range from like 7 to 30. I don't know what's up with that, but it makes it really hard to tell just how many people actually read this. If I knew more people were reading, I might lay off with the aggressive advertising (but let's be honest, probably not).
Speaking of, while I have you here, tell your friends to read my blog! Please? Pretty please? I'll give you $100 dollars for every friend you make a regular reader!* But really though, I really enjoy doing this, and I would love to know that other people do as well.
Anywho, enough of that spiel. On to the good stuff! And boy, is it good. I feel so bad about having such an irregular schedule the last few weeks that I'm going all out today. Today, we're going to talk about something I know all of you have strong feelings about. Nope, it's not religion. Not politics. Not warm, gooey chocolate chip cookies. Today, we're going to talk about people.
Stupid people.
Leggo.
SWEET PECAN PIE do I hate stupid people. This is by far my biggest pet peeve. It's more of a pet peeve than all my other pet peeves combined.
I usually don't come into contact with many stupid people, and I am severely thankful for that. I usually hear about stupid people from others, mostly on Reddit. I'm proud to say that 98.2% of the people I have come into contact with have been perfectly decent and intelligent beings. And you! You're not stupid! You're reading this, which automatically gives you 300 point IQ boost. True story. But sometimes you just meet a person, and you're like, "How...What...I don't...You. How are you even functioning right now?"
Now, I will admit, everyone has stupid moments. I myself probably have more than my fair share. But I'm talking about people who, for whatever reason--the way they were raised, their lack of education, or just a sheer stubbornness and refusal to understand things--are just unable to function as proper members of human society. Sometimes I look at people and think, "..." because there are literally no words I can fathom that could even come close to describing the sheer lack of a brain that person possesses. Most of these incidents involve political leaders and the Westboro Baptist Church.
Speaking of, HOLYCRAPONACRACKER do I hate the Westboro Baptist Church. I am so sick and tired of hearing about all of their stupid, intolerant shenanigans. It is one thing to have an opinion about something, bigoted and intolerant though it may be. It is an entirely different thing to try to force feed those beliefs on others with a rusty fork and shame them for their own beliefs (or lack thereof, if that's your cup of tea). Discussion is wonderful. It's what makes us human. I love to talk and discuss things. Let's sit down, have a conversation, tell me where you're coming from (seriously though, hit me up and we can discuss the meaning of life or whatever). But be open to discussion, to challenge, to debate. Don't argue one side, shame the other, and walk away like you've won some sort of contest. You haven't. You've only made a fool of yourself. You are what needs to be changed about current society.
I'm trying really hard not to just spout off all my pet peeves. Let's save that for another time, shall we?
Okay. Stupid people. Let's see. Oh, I know.
So I was playing League of Legends today. Not unusual. I decided I'd play some ranked and try to make my way back up to Silver. I'm currently Bronze, which is the lowest tier. I'm Bronze I, so I'm at the top, but still, it's the top of the bottom. Anyway, I'm trying to climb my way out of elo hell, and I get into a game. I'm the first pick for my team, so I'm charged with banning 3 champions that I don't want to see played. I target some champions I have had bad experiences with who bring a lot to the team, and I don't want to see them played (Amumu, Jarvan IV, and Xin Zhao, for anyone who plays LoL). In doing so, I didn't ban Blitzcrank, one of the most widely banned champions because he's really good at setting up kills for his team. The other team gets him, and right off the bat my team is raging because I didn't ban him. No problem. I shake it off and get ready to play. Within the first 2 minutes, Blitzcrank sets up and double kill, and two of my teammates just give up. They refuse to play after one mistake on their part, giving up quite a few more kills. Then, while the rest of us are trying our hardest to carry the game, I start getting flamed for not banning properly. I banned champions I though were more threatening, eff me right? So I defend my position by telling them that I banned champs who I though would bring a lot more to team fights, and they couldn't expect to never play against a Blitzcrank. Gotta learn sometime, amirite? Besides, at my skill level, I wasn't expecting much anyway. And they just go on and on and on, raging and feeding, until eventually we surrender. But it's people like that who just can't ever accept the fact that they are wrong that really grind my gears. And what's unfortunate is that it seems that close to 90% of the LoL community is like that. As addicting as it is, this game had one of the absolute worst communities I have ever seen.
I guess now that I'm thinking about it, intolerance is the major aspect I despise about people. Be open to change! To challenges! Be able to say, "You know what, you're right. I was wrong. Thank you so much for shedding a new light on the situation. You and your marvelous face have a most splendiferous day!" You'll feel better about yourself and other people, I promise.
I could go on and on about this subject, but I don't want to make this post overly long. I also don't want to overlap into other topics, because I want to save as much material as I can for future posts. But that's basically the gist of what I have to say on the subject.
Oh, real quick, just wanted to give ya'll (that's right, I live in Texas, I say ya'll) a life update. Just so it's not all some weird, unrelatable dude ranting at you all the time. I'm a real person, I promise. Anyway, my parents are moving. They're closing on a house and are trying to get our current one on the market pretty soon. They're only moving like 3 minutes away, but still, they're moving. It's a really weird feeling. In a few weeks (or however long it takes), I won't have a home. I'll have a place to come back to to see my family over breaks and stuff, but it's not my home. There won't be any memories there. I know, I know, the home is where the heart is. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for my parents and brother. The new house looks great, and it's going to have a pool and a theater room, and just other stuff my parents have really wanted in a house for a while. It's just weird. I'm an adult. I don't get to stay in my childhood home forever. I'm closer to 21 than I am to 18. I'm almost done with a whole year of college. I have to declare a major and actually decide what I want to do with my life. What is this? What is my life? Ugh. Life changes, man. They get to you.
Well that's all I have for you today. Once again, sorry for having such a wonky schedule the past few weeks. I hope this makes up for it. Thanks for reading, as always! Tune in next week for a new, phantasmagorical episode of Let's Play: Life! And remember kids, always be yourself! Unless you can be Batman. Always be Batman.
*Offer ends 3 seconds ago. So sorry you missed it. Sucks to suck. But still recruit your friends, kay?
Before we begin (and boy do I have some good stuff for you today), I just wanted to make a little PSA to Google+.
Side note: That punctuation bothers me so much. Is that how it's supposed to be? The "+" is throwing me off my game.
Anyway, back to what I was saying.
Every time I log in to this website so I can blog, I get taken to the homepage. As it should be. But on the homepage are statistics, like how many page views you've gotten on what days, and where you audience is coming from. Stuff like that. But I really don't think they're accurate. It says I have 500-something total page views, which seems a but high (if that's really the number, that's awesome). But then when I check the views of each individual post, they range from like 7 to 30. I don't know what's up with that, but it makes it really hard to tell just how many people actually read this. If I knew more people were reading, I might lay off with the aggressive advertising (but let's be honest, probably not).
Speaking of, while I have you here, tell your friends to read my blog! Please? Pretty please? I'll give you $100 dollars for every friend you make a regular reader!* But really though, I really enjoy doing this, and I would love to know that other people do as well.
Anywho, enough of that spiel. On to the good stuff! And boy, is it good. I feel so bad about having such an irregular schedule the last few weeks that I'm going all out today. Today, we're going to talk about something I know all of you have strong feelings about. Nope, it's not religion. Not politics. Not warm, gooey chocolate chip cookies. Today, we're going to talk about people.
Stupid people.
Leggo.
SWEET PECAN PIE do I hate stupid people. This is by far my biggest pet peeve. It's more of a pet peeve than all my other pet peeves combined.
I usually don't come into contact with many stupid people, and I am severely thankful for that. I usually hear about stupid people from others, mostly on Reddit. I'm proud to say that 98.2% of the people I have come into contact with have been perfectly decent and intelligent beings. And you! You're not stupid! You're reading this, which automatically gives you 300 point IQ boost. True story. But sometimes you just meet a person, and you're like, "How...What...I don't...You. How are you even functioning right now?"
Now, I will admit, everyone has stupid moments. I myself probably have more than my fair share. But I'm talking about people who, for whatever reason--the way they were raised, their lack of education, or just a sheer stubbornness and refusal to understand things--are just unable to function as proper members of human society. Sometimes I look at people and think, "..." because there are literally no words I can fathom that could even come close to describing the sheer lack of a brain that person possesses. Most of these incidents involve political leaders and the Westboro Baptist Church.
Speaking of, HOLYCRAPONACRACKER do I hate the Westboro Baptist Church. I am so sick and tired of hearing about all of their stupid, intolerant shenanigans. It is one thing to have an opinion about something, bigoted and intolerant though it may be. It is an entirely different thing to try to force feed those beliefs on others with a rusty fork and shame them for their own beliefs (or lack thereof, if that's your cup of tea). Discussion is wonderful. It's what makes us human. I love to talk and discuss things. Let's sit down, have a conversation, tell me where you're coming from (seriously though, hit me up and we can discuss the meaning of life or whatever). But be open to discussion, to challenge, to debate. Don't argue one side, shame the other, and walk away like you've won some sort of contest. You haven't. You've only made a fool of yourself. You are what needs to be changed about current society.
I'm trying really hard not to just spout off all my pet peeves. Let's save that for another time, shall we?
Okay. Stupid people. Let's see. Oh, I know.
So I was playing League of Legends today. Not unusual. I decided I'd play some ranked and try to make my way back up to Silver. I'm currently Bronze, which is the lowest tier. I'm Bronze I, so I'm at the top, but still, it's the top of the bottom. Anyway, I'm trying to climb my way out of elo hell, and I get into a game. I'm the first pick for my team, so I'm charged with banning 3 champions that I don't want to see played. I target some champions I have had bad experiences with who bring a lot to the team, and I don't want to see them played (Amumu, Jarvan IV, and Xin Zhao, for anyone who plays LoL). In doing so, I didn't ban Blitzcrank, one of the most widely banned champions because he's really good at setting up kills for his team. The other team gets him, and right off the bat my team is raging because I didn't ban him. No problem. I shake it off and get ready to play. Within the first 2 minutes, Blitzcrank sets up and double kill, and two of my teammates just give up. They refuse to play after one mistake on their part, giving up quite a few more kills. Then, while the rest of us are trying our hardest to carry the game, I start getting flamed for not banning properly. I banned champions I though were more threatening, eff me right? So I defend my position by telling them that I banned champs who I though would bring a lot more to team fights, and they couldn't expect to never play against a Blitzcrank. Gotta learn sometime, amirite? Besides, at my skill level, I wasn't expecting much anyway. And they just go on and on and on, raging and feeding, until eventually we surrender. But it's people like that who just can't ever accept the fact that they are wrong that really grind my gears. And what's unfortunate is that it seems that close to 90% of the LoL community is like that. As addicting as it is, this game had one of the absolute worst communities I have ever seen.
I guess now that I'm thinking about it, intolerance is the major aspect I despise about people. Be open to change! To challenges! Be able to say, "You know what, you're right. I was wrong. Thank you so much for shedding a new light on the situation. You and your marvelous face have a most splendiferous day!" You'll feel better about yourself and other people, I promise.
I could go on and on about this subject, but I don't want to make this post overly long. I also don't want to overlap into other topics, because I want to save as much material as I can for future posts. But that's basically the gist of what I have to say on the subject.
Oh, real quick, just wanted to give ya'll (that's right, I live in Texas, I say ya'll) a life update. Just so it's not all some weird, unrelatable dude ranting at you all the time. I'm a real person, I promise. Anyway, my parents are moving. They're closing on a house and are trying to get our current one on the market pretty soon. They're only moving like 3 minutes away, but still, they're moving. It's a really weird feeling. In a few weeks (or however long it takes), I won't have a home. I'll have a place to come back to to see my family over breaks and stuff, but it's not my home. There won't be any memories there. I know, I know, the home is where the heart is. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for my parents and brother. The new house looks great, and it's going to have a pool and a theater room, and just other stuff my parents have really wanted in a house for a while. It's just weird. I'm an adult. I don't get to stay in my childhood home forever. I'm closer to 21 than I am to 18. I'm almost done with a whole year of college. I have to declare a major and actually decide what I want to do with my life. What is this? What is my life? Ugh. Life changes, man. They get to you.
Well that's all I have for you today. Once again, sorry for having such a wonky schedule the past few weeks. I hope this makes up for it. Thanks for reading, as always! Tune in next week for a new, phantasmagorical episode of Let's Play: Life! And remember kids, always be yourself! Unless you can be Batman. Always be Batman.
*Offer ends 3 seconds ago. So sorry you missed it. Sucks to suck. But still recruit your friends, kay?
Monday, April 1, 2013
Episode (Almost) 11: One of These Days...
One of these days I'm going to get it right. I promise.
I am so sorry I disappointed you all yet again. I know how much it kills you that I missed another Wednesday. I swear, some day I'll finally get my act together and be able to adhere to my schedule. But unfortunately, last Wednesday was not that day.
And today really isn't either. This post is more of an apology to you all and a time filler to last you until this Wednesday. I just wanted to get something out there, mostly for you, but also for me as a reminder that I have a blog to maintain. And of course, to provide excuses as to why I missed last Wednesday.
So.
Last Wednesday I got invited to attend a sorority event. Some friends on the ultimate team were going, so I thought, eh, why not. The dress code was "sexy casual," so it was just an excuse to wear a bow tie. And boy, do I love a good bow tie. However, the event itself was just a little disappointing. Don't get me wrong, I still had fun. Hung out with some friends, met a few people, hunted glow-in-the-dark Easter eggs. But I was back in my dorm by 9:15. I felt like I got all dressed up then got a big let down. So I text my buddy and I'm like, "Do you want to do anything? Like, anything at all?" Because I was all dressed up and didn't have class until 11:00 the next day. So what do we do? Logically, the only thing for a man in a bow tie to do at 9:30 on a Wednesday night:
We went to Waffle House.
That's right. Waffle House. This was actually my first time going, and I tell you what, I was not disappointed. We drove to the sketchy part of town, ordered a very delicious waffle and egg combo, and met a homeless man. I feel like this is just standard protocol for a Waffle House outing. I'm like 83.4% sure. But then again, I've only been the one time.
Anyway, that's what happened. But another reason I haven't been keeping up with my blog lately is that I feel like I'm running out of things to say. That, and sometimes I just don't know if you all even enjoy reading this. Or are reading it at all. In which, I'm writing words which nobody is reading. Wait...I can say whatever I want then.
Poop.
Heeheehee...
Yup. I'm a child. I totally admit that. But don't try to tell me you didn't laugh a little. Or at least blow more air out of your nose than usual. Anyway, to remedy the not-having-things-to-say problem, I've started a note on my phone of potential blog post ideas. That way, whenever I randomly think of something I can write about, I won't forget before the next post. Which has a high potential of happening. I'm really bad at remembering things.
...What was I saying?
Hmm...
Ah well, who knows. Anyway, that's all for today. If you come back Wednesday, I promise I'll have something for you. In fact, I'll be sure to make the next post a good one, chock full of wit and ranting. Thanks for being patient with me! I really appreciate it. Make sure you come back Wednesday for the next (real) episode of Let's Play: Life! And remember kids! ...That's it. Just remember. Remember all the things. It'll do you well in life. Fo real. See ya!
I am so sorry I disappointed you all yet again. I know how much it kills you that I missed another Wednesday. I swear, some day I'll finally get my act together and be able to adhere to my schedule. But unfortunately, last Wednesday was not that day.
And today really isn't either. This post is more of an apology to you all and a time filler to last you until this Wednesday. I just wanted to get something out there, mostly for you, but also for me as a reminder that I have a blog to maintain. And of course, to provide excuses as to why I missed last Wednesday.
So.
Last Wednesday I got invited to attend a sorority event. Some friends on the ultimate team were going, so I thought, eh, why not. The dress code was "sexy casual," so it was just an excuse to wear a bow tie. And boy, do I love a good bow tie. However, the event itself was just a little disappointing. Don't get me wrong, I still had fun. Hung out with some friends, met a few people, hunted glow-in-the-dark Easter eggs. But I was back in my dorm by 9:15. I felt like I got all dressed up then got a big let down. So I text my buddy and I'm like, "Do you want to do anything? Like, anything at all?" Because I was all dressed up and didn't have class until 11:00 the next day. So what do we do? Logically, the only thing for a man in a bow tie to do at 9:30 on a Wednesday night:
We went to Waffle House.
That's right. Waffle House. This was actually my first time going, and I tell you what, I was not disappointed. We drove to the sketchy part of town, ordered a very delicious waffle and egg combo, and met a homeless man. I feel like this is just standard protocol for a Waffle House outing. I'm like 83.4% sure. But then again, I've only been the one time.
Anyway, that's what happened. But another reason I haven't been keeping up with my blog lately is that I feel like I'm running out of things to say. That, and sometimes I just don't know if you all even enjoy reading this. Or are reading it at all. In which, I'm writing words which nobody is reading. Wait...I can say whatever I want then.
Poop.
Heeheehee...
Yup. I'm a child. I totally admit that. But don't try to tell me you didn't laugh a little. Or at least blow more air out of your nose than usual. Anyway, to remedy the not-having-things-to-say problem, I've started a note on my phone of potential blog post ideas. That way, whenever I randomly think of something I can write about, I won't forget before the next post. Which has a high potential of happening. I'm really bad at remembering things.
...What was I saying?
Hmm...
Ah well, who knows. Anyway, that's all for today. If you come back Wednesday, I promise I'll have something for you. In fact, I'll be sure to make the next post a good one, chock full of wit and ranting. Thanks for being patient with me! I really appreciate it. Make sure you come back Wednesday for the next (real) episode of Let's Play: Life! And remember kids! ...That's it. Just remember. Remember all the things. It'll do you well in life. Fo real. See ya!
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