Monday, July 27, 2009

Oh Good Lord!

Fucking Blog. Why, why, why, why, why, why, why?!?!?!?!?

Okay, so Jake's Birthday was interesting. First off, I told work that I would be, without a doubt, about an hour late. So instead of showing up at 4, I would show up at 5. Simple enough. However, at 4:40 Jake was not even there... His party 'started' at 3. And he wasn't there at 4:40... So I called in saying, "Yeah... about that birthday boy... He's not here."... So they basically just told me to forget work and to stay and have fun. SWEET! So I got to spend more time at Jake's party... Jake finally got there, we ate, hung out, went by the beach, I took my shirt off, I made a lot of dirty comments towards Catherine, and had a generally good time. After it got dark, and we had our cake, we sat around for a bit before we relocated to Kiwi's, then quickly moved on over to Drew's "apartment" on the east-side. Hoooooray, Jake is 20!

Other shit going on... I don't even know, you know? There's all this BULLSHIT going on right now in my life. Plus, everybody else's life seems either screwed up, or busy as fuck. More often than not, both. So things are really just... hectic...

Monday, July 20, 2009

A Weeks Update

Oh God… Where did I leave off? It seems like forever since I’ve blogged. I mean, it’s summer. I’ve entered ‘summer-time’ which basically equates to: For no reason whatsoever, nothing seems as long and/or short as it really is (wow… I didn’t think of how sexual that sounded in my head). What I mean is, this past week… Seemed like a month. And yet Summer itself has only felt like a few days… And things like Summerfest and the Up North Trip seem like A BILLION YEARS ago…



Okay. Sorry. Moving on.





Last post I had detailed an incident involving the BDPD. Since then I've had a few more adventures, which I'll try to remember them all...



First off, the very next day after my last blog (Monday) I had actually made plans to hang out with Holly. Now, Holly and I go way back to 6th grade, and we were best friends for a few years (we had a very odd past...) but nowadays we hardly talk. Basically she just found a new crowd she tends to hang out with, and both of us are just busy... So I thought it would be cool to just go out to lunch and catch up. We ended up going to Wendy's (which made me laugh because I was just there the night before). So we talked for a bit before we ended up leaving back to her house. We ended up playing Left 4 Dead. Okay, let's take a side track for me to throw a review in here:

What can I say about Left 4 Dead. First off, I was playing it on 360. Personally, anything with Valves name on it should rightfully be played on a PC. I'm not even a PC gamer, and I know that. It's like cardinal law. But anyways, I played for a bit and I gotta say... I'm not too big a fan. I mean, there was no story or plot, they just showed you a 6 minute intro video and figured that was good enough. Call me old fashioned, but I still prefer a good single player game with a plot that makes you think. But this, this was worse than a generic zombie apocalypse story, because it was an assumed generic zombie apocalypse story! Aside from there, the gameplay was fun much like a Grand Theft Auto game. It's fun to just mow down dozens of the dead over and over again. Although, from what I saw, there were pretty large maps for some good exploration, but if you're faced with 10,000 zombies, it's hard to say, "I'm gonna go esplorin'!". Oh, one more grip I had with it is, why were all of the characters the same? I thought the whole point of having such drastically different characters was so that each could posses special skills and abilities... So, overall I think it was an alright game that had a good enough AI system to keep things relatively fresh every time you play through it, but the game fails as any sort of single player venture. I can see it being fun online and with 4 player co-op, but then how high can we really hold this as a 'game'... It's a completely different scale we have to weigh it on.

So, then after playing, Holly had some meeting thing she had to go to, so she took me home. Which was cool because I got to hang with her for a few hours but it didn't take up my whole day (the days I have off work, I really want to utilize as much as possible). So I was at the house for a few hours before chatting with Maddie and Karleisa on FB. I was then invited out with them. So they came like an hour later and we ended up just store hopping before fianlly sitting down to eat. I also found it funny that before we even left and I asked Karleisa what we would do, she brought up maybe going to Wendy's... Now that would have been funny. But, alas, we ended up going to Arby's, which was a good choice. We ate, then drove around for a bit before sitting in my back parking lot (I swear that thing gets more action than me...). Then we figured "HEY! LET'S GO BOWLING!!!", however, after getting the alley's number, and myself some socks, we could not go bowling. Why? Because it was a Monday night, and they closed before infant's bed times... So we ended up just at Maddie's hoouse for a bit before she kicked us out for some free pizza (note, she doesn't even like pizza).

Then the rest of the week was pretty boring. You know the routine, work, eat, sit doing nothing, eat, go one the computer, sleep, work... It was like that until Friday when, after getting off of work, Jake stopped by my house. He does this every now and again because his bus picks up about 10ft from my house, so we'll talk before it comes. However, when he got here, the first thing he said was "Steve told me to call him when I got here". So Jake called and Steve ended up coming like 10 minutes later. We all got to chat and catch up with one another had been doing for the past few weeks. So we all talked until Andrew got off work and came home. So we all talked for a bit before we left to hit up Denny's... Denny's was closed. Closed... So we just went next door to IHOP. Yes. We went to IHOP at like midnight. Now since it was after midnight, that meant that it was now Andrew's birthday. Happy birthday nig-nog!!! So I figured since it was his birthday, I'd pay for his meal, and while I was at it, Jake's birthday s only a few days, and Steve only had $5 and and and and... So I figured screw it, the meals on me. So we all ordered (Me = Philly Cheese Steack sandwhich with onion rings, Steve = Turkey sandwhich with fries, Jake = Chocolate chip pancakes, Andrew = Butterscotch pancakes). So we all ate and talked and were finally kicked out at 2am for closing. That was a fun night that only cost me like $40...

So we all dispersed and got some sleep, and when all of us woke up, it was still Andrew's birthday. I had actually got him the first season of Stargate (SG1, not that Atlantis bullshit!!!). My mom had work however, so Andrew and I sat around watching Seinfeld, before I had to leave for work. Work was annoying. After work, I left and caught up with Jake, Coop, Raphi, and Vlad (RANDOM >.<). So we were all talking for a bit before Andrew came back home, and we all left for Smerz's grandparents for a movie night. We really didn't get too far before I got a hold of Steve and he told me to just stay there and he'd come get us. So we all went to Smerz's to watch Senior Skip Day. I had very low expectations for this movie... It was a random movie that no one had ever heard of probably from the late 90's to early 2000's. But it was fucking hilarious!!! Oh man, it was random, stupid and entirely politically incorrect! It was great. And then after the movie, we all made fun of Catherine's boot! It was fun. And at 1am Smerz kicked us all out. We went to, yet again, my back parking lot. I don't really know what happened because I fell asleep in the van.

The next day was all work for me, so nothing really worth mentioning happened. I did however switch my Monday shifts with someone so I didn't have to work yesterday. I ended up hanging out with Holly again, but this time Pat and Eric were there too. Yeah. We all hung out for a few hours, not doing much. After that I came home and listened to Relapse, Eminem's newest. Allow me again to page break here:

It's Eminem. Go itno this expecting that. So we all know it's gonna be hard, fast, and violent as Hell. even after a 5 year break, he's still got it. As a whole, I don't think it soars higher than anything he's done before (at best it safely tails behind), but there are a few songs that just shine brighter than others. Overall, pretty good. Sorry, that was a short review... but It's Eminem. You like him or you don't...

Now on to today. Today is Jake's birthday. He's throwing a big barbeque party thing... Let's see if it doesn't fail... Either way I can only stay for a few hours before I need to leave for work.

Monday, July 13, 2009

PUT YOUR HANDS UP, GET OUT OF THE CAR!

Hello there. Me again. So, as all of the cool kids had plans and fun adventures this weekend, I settled for an average weekend of work and dicking around on the computer. So, whatever. It's cool with me [I guess] becausde I'm making money and I can theoretically get stuff done at home. Of course I got nothing done at home, and work was major boring shit.

However, that didn't stop a story from being created tonight. Having no where to go, we just parked infront of Sammy's (a local, and not all that good, restaurant). From there we just sat around talking and such until, completely out of the blue, Holly drives past in her little joke of a thing, her smart car. Andrew and Jake took her arrival as a "let's walk away because we don't need any reasons to be a hypocrit" time and crossed the street. They decided then to sit infront of a local bank. So we all sat around for some mores, doing nothing more than chatting... And then the police showed up... Really? The bank... Why? So we then talked with some police asking if we were with them, and what we were doing. Ugh. There were four squad cars... Why the bank?!?!?! So, to no surprise, they took down all of our info and such. After that however, the cops were pretty nice and chatty with us, but still cops. I don't know, maybe it's just me, but I get REALLY nervous around police, even if I've done absolutely nothing wrong. So we all just stood around talking for a bit until the dispatch called back saying, hold on to your seat for this, that we DIDN'T have any outstanding warrants (I told them that but they didn't listen!). We were all set to go... except for Coop, who, somehow wasn't registered... Maybe it had something to do with the fact that the cop who called him in said he was a white male... Right... Coop's blacker than night... At least on the outside... You know what, I refuse to get into a racially heated debate! Eventually the officers just let us all go (they didn't even threaten any 'warnings' either... just said they'd make note of it, and we could go)... So we all left... Wasn't exactly where I wanted to end up tonight... but we got a story.

Hey, fuck you, I like this story!

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Oke-Doke Smokey!

Wooo! I've been bein' really weird lately! Silly crazy... Crazy silly shit! I don't know what I is doin' no more! Heeheehee!!! I've been watchin' a lot of Seinfeld and played way too much Dominion at Ben's!!! Aaaaaaaaaahaaaaahoooooooooooooh rth erjthvnwierhctierhmctiuhswghwkgecvtyuuibyu8!!! It's a little too early in the morning and my name is Teeshawn! It's time to go!

Monday, July 6, 2009

Let's Start Here-

So, the point of my is to, in essence, to write... right? That means I can write, whatever. If I wanna give a critique on a cd, or a movie, I will. Or if I wanna just stroll through the monotony of everyday life and explain how I'm feeling, I will. However from time to time I do stray away from certain topics wondering 'is it in my best interest to plaster this on the internets where anyone can read it?'. And yeah, that doesn't make much sense considering no one reads this anyways, but for the few who do... I can't write certain things... but what if something like that was a BIG turn of events... Wouldn't I have to write it?

Okay, all build up aside, I haven't got too many topics to press on except for one... Now, I am what most would label as 'the nice guy'. Sure I'm a dick, but that's beside the point! I have no problem straying away from most male stereotypes, and present myself in a way that I feel is honest and true to myself. I'm also, as you can tell by reading my blog, an emotional man. Well, bipolar seems to sum it up better, but nevertheless emotional. I've often referred to myself as 'too emotional to justify my having a penis', which is amusing, and in some respects true, but I believe that most of my emotions truly stem from my interests in psychology and the human mind... But whatever, that's a different story. SO, I'm the kind of guy who likes to be in a relationship. I enjoy having a special person that I can feel comfortable holding and having around to get a kiss from etc. etc., and although I do love the more...physical stuff, I'm not one of those douches who sees it as 'fuck me or we're through'. And yet... I always get stuck in these positions. I look for a normal, stable, happy and healthy relationship, and I get some sort of half-assed friends-with-benefits... Yeah, it's crazy. Is there just something about me that makes me not able to hold down any sort of NORMAL relationship? Now, I'm probably the only guy who questions things like this, whereas most would just go along with and get some free physical contact, but as much as I like it (and believe me... I do), it's like a waste of my life... It's like working towards... nothing. There's nothing there, and yet I still can't say no...

It's weird... I mean, I'm such a loser, why is this the only facet of a relationship people want to hold on to me for? I guess I am happy because I felt quite lonely, but how happy can I really be when this situation just disappears leaving me high and dry again...

I'm glad I write my life down... A few years from now I'm gonna make millions on my memoir... (except everybody is gonna get sick of all these damn periods... I do that a lot...)

Sunday, July 5, 2009

And So It Goes

Why, hello there, and welcome to another adition of Life:Shit Happens. Now, as you could tell from my previous post, I was quite upset over missing the Cage the Elephant/Airborne Toxic Event show (see title), however, I do believe all was set right this past Thursday. Why? Shiny Toy Guns.



Yes sir. My Thursday started off like any other day for Summerfest. I woke up around 9, took a shower ate breakfast, and got ready to leave by about 10:30-11. Around then Maddie and her friend Sarah showed up. I hoped in the car and explained to them that the day's promotion to get in free was to bring in an toy worth over $5... So we made a quick stop in Marshel's for some toys (after a very random, not so stylish and yet graceful donut in the parking lot...). Maddie ended up getting a [slutty beach] Barbie, and Sarah got some Hot Wheels. And it was probably around this point, when I could see her standing up, that I realised Sarah was Karleisa 2. She was pale, brownish red hair, and as I later discovered, into W.o.W. and bits and pieces of metal-esque music... Yeah... so then we stopped at McDonald's so the women could eat. After they got their foods, we parked the car at the Park n' Ride, and went on over to the bus stop. The bus ride, as they all are, was mildly entertaining as we jumped around a variety of topics and such... However, like most scared white women, they didn't really like the bus... Silly white people! And then, after about an hour bus ride, we were there. We handed in our toys (I told you it was toy day!!!), and got our free tickets. I went to go hold some seats while they rode on the whole lift thingy (Sarah had never been to Summerfest before, so she wanted a ride... personally, I've never rode in that thing). So we did our usual, somebody stays to hold places while others roam around etc. etc.. Kiwi cam at his norm of 4. He and I walked about for food. He got a hot dog and a $3 Gatorade (capitalist pigs!). I got myself a nice burrito from Chipotle. I thought it was good, but of course Maddie, who was gonna steal some regardless, thought it was too spicy. She instead got some eggplant, which we all stole a little from.



And so we waited chatting with random people around us, making fun of the lesser bands during the day, plus we were able to get Austin, Lizzy, Amanda, Austin's sisters, and Amanda's sister moved up by us. Emily came around then. Oh, and Kiwi and I pitched in a few bucks to Pickles so that Ian could come... Yeah, so we say Ian... I'm surprised that child is still alive... BUT, that's a different story. So we waited. And finally, 10 o'clock rolled around... It didn't seem that late, but it was... It was.



First, Jeremy, the keyboardist stepped out with his phone and recorded the audience for a bit then ran backstage. About a minute later, everybody filed out and picked up their instruments. It was time to rock. The show went something like this:
1. Starts With One
2. Ghost Town (which was described as 'a song about ghosts' and also a 'true story')
3. Shaken
4. Le Disko (always a crowd pleaser)
5. Rainy Monday (Love song, also a true story)
6. Major Tom (JIZZ! A song described as 'not one of their own'. JIZZ)
7. Waiting (also a true story)
8. When Did This Storm Begin (NOT a true story)
9. Poison (Which was described as a 'scary song', and I'm just noticing was misspelled, but I'll get to that...)
10. Ricochet! (which was intentionally pronounced wrong by Jeremy)
11. Stripped ( JIZZ! A Depeche Mode cover off of V.2. JIZZ)
12. Rocket Ship (JIZZ... JIZZ JIZZ JIZZ. A song off of -JIZZ- V.1. JIZZ)
13. Don't Cry Out
14. You Are the One (Abbreviated as YATO) (Sisely also pointed to me during this song because I was the only one jumping about a foot into the air...)

It was one Hell of a show. And how do I know all of the songs they played? Because I was the only audible shouting for a set list. The tech actually tried giving me the first set list, but the security guard was a douche! After that, I pulled out my sharpie and started shouting for Mikey (the drummer) to come sign my set list. He was taking pictures, so he told me to hold on... He then walked around back, came off of the stage and come out to sign stuffs. I got him to sign my set list, and gave him a hug. The woman next to me (who also got a set list) asked him to sign hers, and get a pic, to which he responded, "A pick? I'm the drummer!". And she said no, a picture! Nevertheless, really funny. So anyways, more on that chick next to me. She kept telling me I had a deep voice that travelled, and I was the only reason he came down. So she recorded me screaming and before we left, I got a hug and a kiss from her. However, we didn't leave just then. Chad had come out on stage to get something, so we all started shouting for him to come down. Mikey too was screaming for him to come down (but he was screaming Jeremy for some strange reason...). So Chad came down (he jumped down, none of this walk around bullshit!). And as soon as he came down a threw my Sharpie brand marker® and set list for him to sign. I got him! He signed it and gave it back to me just as some scrawny bald guy came out and started rushing him backstage to start packing up. The small guy trying to pull him away was one rude mutha' fucka' and I could see that Chad wasn't too happy as he kept asking "Why do we need to leave now?" and not getting an answer... So he quickly signed one other person's little slip of paper before being shuffled away. Needless to say, the little group of us there were upset at the small bald man, especially because Mikey was still wandering around. Eventually Mikey left as well, and the other two members of the band were never seen. I can't not say that I was bummed to not see Jeremy or Sisely, but I shouldn't complain too much. I left that show feeling all kinds of good.

And as for the few days since than that I've not blogged on, well I'll catch you up on that stuffs too. Friday was a slow day where I really didn't do much until 5:30 when I came into work to cover for Calvin.

I know... Reeeeeeal descriptive...

Yesterday however was a little more exciting. You see yesterday was July 4th, a day to pretend you care about the country and to grill out and watch all your tax dollars go into large colorful and fiery explosions. The day started off for me when I made a grilled cheese, but not just any grilled cheese. Get this. I made a grilled cheese that consisted of: a slice of cheese, a slice of tomato, some Sweet Baby Ray's BBQ sauce, some chopped up onion, and then bookended with another slice of cheese. And, as if that wasn't good enough, the last piece of the puzzle, I used a frying pan with a thin layer of bacon greese in it. So I had an awesome heart stopping grilled cheese and apple juice for breakfast. After I ate, I watched a disc of Seinfeld with Andrew. Afterwards, Andrew left to go hit up some stores or what not, and not wanting to watch Seinfeld without him, I had to find somehting else to do. So I went on the computer for a while (Depeche Mode discography, Declared, And pretty soon Neverwhere (the BBC tv series)... YARRRRR!!!), and was all set to start watching Chasing Amy (I'm rewatching all of the New Jersesy Saga), but just as the credits ended, I realized I wasn't in the mood for it, and instead decided I need some video games in my system. So I popped in Killer7 and played the rest of the night until I finished it. Man that game is FUCKED up. It was like I was decending into madness while playing it, which was funny because my hands were still moving regularly. I can admit I didn't fully understand it, but I could grasp enough to see the metaphors within the paranoia and Schizophrenia. You see, I'm sort of in this place where I wanna finish all of those gamse I got so far in, but had to put down for some reason... However, this is a game I'll likely have to play through again to fully understand/apperciate. Damn... It's like I didn't even beat it then...

And now, of course, I'm at work, hungry as shit and already ready to go... but, alas, I've still got 4 more hours... boo...