Well I had a New York adventure today in order to find a nerd store.
I'll tell you about it another time soon. Right now my hands are puffed up from coming into a warm room after being in the cold for about an hour, so typing is kind of hard to do.
Song of the hour is "Strokin'" by Clarence Carter
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
It's Going to be a Night Ranger New Year
The New Year approaches and so did the need for a new blog post as depicted by the happy funtime judgment bar.
Well if you are looking for an update on my life I finally moved everything into my Dad's house. As soon as that was finished I had to pack a bunch of stuff up again and travel with everyone to New York City for new years.
So here I am, sitting in a very expensive apartment feeling my fair share of white, rich, liberal guilt as I look at the people who are as small as ants on the streets below. Yet still I have part of my mind that I try to eradicate that looks down on the average dude. I may have my liberal guilt, but I still have my conservative fear of the masses.
Anyway enough class oriented rants about my mind. The main thing you need to know is that I am stranded in New York City, know no one for new years, and have a lack of hats.
Song of the day is Night Ranger's "Sister Christian"
Well if you are looking for an update on my life I finally moved everything into my Dad's house. As soon as that was finished I had to pack a bunch of stuff up again and travel with everyone to New York City for new years.
So here I am, sitting in a very expensive apartment feeling my fair share of white, rich, liberal guilt as I look at the people who are as small as ants on the streets below. Yet still I have part of my mind that I try to eradicate that looks down on the average dude. I may have my liberal guilt, but I still have my conservative fear of the masses.
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| How I view the average New Yorker. |
Anyway enough class oriented rants about my mind. The main thing you need to know is that I am stranded in New York City, know no one for new years, and have a lack of hats.
Song of the day is Night Ranger's "Sister Christian"
Friday, December 24, 2010
Twas the Night Before Christmas...
And all through the house
The music was playing, it was the sound of Strauss
The laptops were handled with loving and care
during our dinner Otis was hoping we'd share.
three men on computers typing away
I don't think we would hear Santa's silent sleigh
Reed was writing wishing willfully for New York Law
When he gets in I know for sure that there will be a guffaw
Dad had blown his top due to Otis urine
I think he might ship odes so he will become Honduran.
Everyone is productive but me, and my blog
Perhaps I will help by tending to the yule log.
If we don't scare Santa away I don't know will,
Maybe we can lure him with a Viagra pill.
Song of the Day: "Carol of the Bells" By Straight No Chaser
This is only a short version.
The music was playing, it was the sound of Strauss
The laptops were handled with loving and care
during our dinner Otis was hoping we'd share.
three men on computers typing away
I don't think we would hear Santa's silent sleigh
Reed was writing wishing willfully for New York Law
When he gets in I know for sure that there will be a guffaw
Dad had blown his top due to Otis urine
I think he might ship odes so he will become Honduran.
Everyone is productive but me, and my blog
Perhaps I will help by tending to the yule log.
If we don't scare Santa away I don't know will,
Maybe we can lure him with a Viagra pill.
Song of the Day: "Carol of the Bells" By Straight No Chaser
This is only a short version.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
The Future is Now.
This is a post for all my brother's followers over at "Books and Brews". If you can't figure out from the title my brother's blog is about books and...um...brews. I have oft said that the future will be a better place for all of us. Also, since our children are our future we need only to look at them to find out if it is a better place. So without further adieu I present you with a brighter future.
Song of the day is "Jungle Boogie" By Kool and the Gang
Song of the day is "Jungle Boogie" By Kool and the Gang
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Gambled on a Post.... AND WON!
Hello Bliggity bloog world. I just tuned in to tell you that the good stuff is coming, I just have been busy moving out of Big Bob's house and into Diggity Dad's house.
In the mean time here is video of Bobby McFerrin doing his crazy Bobby McFerrin beatboxing and shenanigans.
Oh Yeah. Song of the day is "The Times They Are A-Changin'" By the one and only Robert Dylan.
Unfortunately I can't find a video of Bob Dylan's Video on Youtube. However, here is a Peter, Paul, and Mary version:
In the mean time here is video of Bobby McFerrin doing his crazy Bobby McFerrin beatboxing and shenanigans.
Oh Yeah. Song of the day is "The Times They Are A-Changin'" By the one and only Robert Dylan.
Unfortunately I can't find a video of Bob Dylan's Video on Youtube. However, here is a Peter, Paul, and Mary version:
Monday, December 20, 2010
Dreams Can Come From Both Ends.
Well my readers, it is officially December 21, 2010. You know what that means? It means that I am discharging from Austen Riggs. HOOORAYYY!
In other news I got to spend my last night at Riggs in a confined space with two people who was violently ill. There was pooping, there was blood, there was even ice cream.
Today's song is "Wake Up" By Arcade Fire on their Album Funeral.
"Wake Up" is a classic song. it starts off with a very catchy heavy guitar chords, them moves on to fill your ears up with the whole band wailing in a very nostalgic manner. Soon the lead sin- you know what have a listen
Moral of the Story: You can always expect Evan to pull out a video from his behind.
In other news I got to spend my last night at Riggs in a confined space with two people who was violently ill. There was pooping, there was blood, there was even ice cream.
Today's song is "Wake Up" By Arcade Fire on their Album Funeral.
"Wake Up" is a classic song. it starts off with a very catchy heavy guitar chords, them moves on to fill your ears up with the whole band wailing in a very nostalgic manner. Soon the lead sin- you know what have a listen
Moral of the Story: You can always expect Evan to pull out a video from his behind.
Friday, December 17, 2010
I LIVE!!!!!
I'm back.
You thought you could escape my mindless posts.
You..
Were...
WRONG
I think a big reason why I have not been posting is because ( get ready for it ) I got approved to go back to Colorado College in January. Since I received the news I have been partying with hookers and blow for the past several days, this has left me not knowing exactly what today is, or how long it has been since I last posted.
However I can tell by how much my hair has grown that it has been at least a week. During this week I apparently have been acting in a play, now I don't remember this because of said blow. Yet, I asked Bob and he said that I have been playing a character named Major Ross in the play "Our Country's Good". I seem to have enjoyed playing the part because I checked my web browsing history, and I saw that I was looking up the history of the character Major Ross; perhaps the most bitter man every to walk the earth.
Major Ross was described as being "Without exception the most disagreeable commanding officer I ever knew." By some shmo named Ralph Clark. Another guy named Davey Collins said that he had an "inexpressible hatred" for him. I hoped to find a script of the play because I don't remember any of the lines so for the last two days of the play I might have to just go out on stage and be disagreeable and hateful. Should be easy.
Well it's two in the morning and I am tired so the song of the day is "No Sex For Ben" By The Rapture, I couldn't exactly find which album it is on so good luck. I got it off the Grand Theft Auto IV Soundtrack.
No Sex For Ben Starts off going "1 2 3 here we go" and it is appropriate due to the fact that the song is great to listen to if you are going to drive somewhere. The synth tracks and rhythm section will leaving you bobbing your head like you can't control yourself. The lyrics seem secondary to the sound of the song. However, their chaotic nonsense adds a sense of anarchic fun to the song that is hard to come across.
You thought you could escape my mindless posts.
You..
Were...
WRONG
I think a big reason why I have not been posting is because ( get ready for it ) I got approved to go back to Colorado College in January. Since I received the news I have been partying with hookers and blow for the past several days, this has left me not knowing exactly what today is, or how long it has been since I last posted.
However I can tell by how much my hair has grown that it has been at least a week. During this week I apparently have been acting in a play, now I don't remember this because of said blow. Yet, I asked Bob and he said that I have been playing a character named Major Ross in the play "Our Country's Good". I seem to have enjoyed playing the part because I checked my web browsing history, and I saw that I was looking up the history of the character Major Ross; perhaps the most bitter man every to walk the earth.
Major Ross was described as being "Without exception the most disagreeable commanding officer I ever knew." By some shmo named Ralph Clark. Another guy named Davey Collins said that he had an "inexpressible hatred" for him. I hoped to find a script of the play because I don't remember any of the lines so for the last two days of the play I might have to just go out on stage and be disagreeable and hateful. Should be easy.
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| Oh yeah there is blackface in the play too. |
Well it's two in the morning and I am tired so the song of the day is "No Sex For Ben" By The Rapture, I couldn't exactly find which album it is on so good luck. I got it off the Grand Theft Auto IV Soundtrack.
No Sex For Ben Starts off going "1 2 3 here we go" and it is appropriate due to the fact that the song is great to listen to if you are going to drive somewhere. The synth tracks and rhythm section will leaving you bobbing your head like you can't control yourself. The lyrics seem secondary to the sound of the song. However, their chaotic nonsense adds a sense of anarchic fun to the song that is hard to come across.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
This Is Supposed To Be An Enticing Title To Make You Want To Read More
Sorry I missed a day or two of posting I have been in a bit of an strange funk as of late. Also, I have been dead tired every time I get back from play rehearsal
Anyway, I recently started going to a local high school to help coach wrestling. Now my schools wrestling team was about a quarter of the size of this wrestling team; and their coach described their wrestling team as small. So I am curious what size label our wrestling team earned through having about 10 people max...in a good year.
I'm learning a lot about East Coast wrestling through my time here. For example instead of doing actual wrestling during the practice the coaches give lectures on how it was back in their day. This is soon followed by drilling... about 5 minutes of it.
Now I don't want to rag that much on the team, they have some problems that they face that cause them to practice this way. First off they have no space, one wrestling mat for about 30 people is a little small. Also the fact that they wrestle in the cafeteria where there are no padded walls to block them from the tile walls if they fall seems to hurt their space even more. However we do live wrestle some of the times I have been there; but for some reason we don't do it more often.
I know you guys don't read my blog to hear me complain about other peoples views on wrestling training. You read my blog to hear me complain about specific people........and comment on random pictures:
There, as my reader you should be 50% satisfied with that picture, and those words under it. Now all I need to do is rant about how someone annoys me. Unfortunately I'm not going to bitch out anyone today. However there is this one guy at wrestling who embodies a fear of mine, and I will talk about that.
I am always afraid that by going to wrestling I have become 10 times creepier due to the fact I'm working with teenage boys. And by working I mean critiquing how they rub up against each other so that it pleases me. On top of that I have to get in the sweaty pile of manflesh with them and teach them hands on how to rub up against each other the right way.
There is a saying that my friend at the nerd store says about assistant coaches: "All the hands on work of a paid coach, with none of the background checks." There is this one assistant coach who is super energetic about everything the team does. Now I don't want to be that guy who is awkwardly really psyched about everything the team does too. Heck if anything I am afraid of becoming that guy, due to the fact that I don't know anyone in that room and I'm just an okay wrestler. I am basically a piece of meat for the heavyweight to punch on. My main deal is that I act like a mysterious stranger that the kids don't know anything about. I'm not mean, but I leave really quickly after the practice is over, like I'm to cool to be seen with high school students.
So far I think this has been working, as I think people have been coming to me instead of me coming to them to say hi and stuff.
Song of the day is "Uptown Girl" By Billy Joel it is also on many albums so it should be easy to find.
"Uptown Girl" is a great song that sounds almost like a song by Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons. Upbeat, and uptempo "Uptown Girl" will surely counteract the sadness you feel when you listen to Fitz and the Tantrums.
Moral of the story: NEVER search google for "manflesh" with safesearch off.
Anyway, I recently started going to a local high school to help coach wrestling. Now my schools wrestling team was about a quarter of the size of this wrestling team; and their coach described their wrestling team as small. So I am curious what size label our wrestling team earned through having about 10 people max...in a good year.
I'm learning a lot about East Coast wrestling through my time here. For example instead of doing actual wrestling during the practice the coaches give lectures on how it was back in their day. This is soon followed by drilling... about 5 minutes of it.
Now I don't want to rag that much on the team, they have some problems that they face that cause them to practice this way. First off they have no space, one wrestling mat for about 30 people is a little small. Also the fact that they wrestle in the cafeteria where there are no padded walls to block them from the tile walls if they fall seems to hurt their space even more. However we do live wrestle some of the times I have been there; but for some reason we don't do it more often.
I know you guys don't read my blog to hear me complain about other peoples views on wrestling training. You read my blog to hear me complain about specific people........and comment on random pictures:
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| Why so sad Mr. Smarty Pants? |
There, as my reader you should be 50% satisfied with that picture, and those words under it. Now all I need to do is rant about how someone annoys me. Unfortunately I'm not going to bitch out anyone today. However there is this one guy at wrestling who embodies a fear of mine, and I will talk about that.
I am always afraid that by going to wrestling I have become 10 times creepier due to the fact I'm working with teenage boys. And by working I mean critiquing how they rub up against each other so that it pleases me. On top of that I have to get in the sweaty pile of manflesh with them and teach them hands on how to rub up against each other the right way.
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| Google result for manflesh. |
There is a saying that my friend at the nerd store says about assistant coaches: "All the hands on work of a paid coach, with none of the background checks." There is this one assistant coach who is super energetic about everything the team does. Now I don't want to be that guy who is awkwardly really psyched about everything the team does too. Heck if anything I am afraid of becoming that guy, due to the fact that I don't know anyone in that room and I'm just an okay wrestler. I am basically a piece of meat for the heavyweight to punch on. My main deal is that I act like a mysterious stranger that the kids don't know anything about. I'm not mean, but I leave really quickly after the practice is over, like I'm to cool to be seen with high school students.
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| Pictured Above: Me as I think the high school kids view me. |
So far I think this has been working, as I think people have been coming to me instead of me coming to them to say hi and stuff.
Song of the day is "Uptown Girl" By Billy Joel it is also on many albums so it should be easy to find.
"Uptown Girl" is a great song that sounds almost like a song by Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons. Upbeat, and uptempo "Uptown Girl" will surely counteract the sadness you feel when you listen to Fitz and the Tantrums.
Moral of the story: NEVER search google for "manflesh" with safesearch off.
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