Mario Kart

Shit is addictive.

I also beat Star Fox last night. Totally took me back to those sweet days of the fourth grade.

Summertime Line

This week flew by. True, we didn't have class Monday so that sped things up but even so I feel like this week should just be starting. I'm not complaining though. This last week of school is going to be busy. Lots of papers to be written and tests to study for and then final exams. I can hardly wait (sarcasm).

Last night was prom. Probably one of the craziest/funniest/stupidest nights of college. Hopefully pictures will make their way up before long.

Shane posted pictures of his surgery online...that is the real deal right there. He is a fighter.

Just a few more weeks before I am back in the Bay. It is going to be nice.

I hate intro to theater.

Summertime Lime is the shit.

Soymilk is not.

84 degrees, word?

Word.

Today was probably the first really nice and warm day here. There have been other days that arent too bad but today was the first time we broke 80 since last year and it was a welcome change. I had a nice run from Upper down to the Res, then I headed to the Stadium to run some stairs and do some sprints. After I walked through Conte...athletes have it made. Such a nice weight room.

This weekend will be busy. I could start doing stuff now but I am lazy and unmotivated. Bad things.

I wish I could find a really good Mexican place around here but it is tough.

A Map for the Unchartered

Four minutes until I gotta leave for class.

Cancel that 3. I think I have figured out what I'm doing next year. We'll see if it sticks.

2 minutes. I better run. No, I'll walk.

Hey Ma

Shovelhead show is in full swing. We are doing our dress rehearsal right now. I am pretty tired running on less than four hours of sleep. I'm really looking forward to this show. It will be nice to see my dad who is flying out for this thing. Cross country comedy kids. Nice.

Percival goes under the knife tomorrow. Yeah, I'm praying for him.

Conscience of the Unconscience

It is 2:14...I should be asleep.

But I took a nap from 8-10. Now I can't sleep

I can't wait to be back in the Bay. I listen to the Bay Area's Party Station (sounds so lame) streaming on my computer and it just gets me excited

I hope Shane gets the dream house

What am I missing at home?

Tahoe is going to be insane. There is nothing like good friends coming together. Kevin and I are due for a heart to heart, it has been too long.

La Pinata sounds really good right now. I can't believe that up until two years ago I had never been there, I suppose that relates to my earlier post.

Registration is coming up soon. Hopefully my classes will work out

What is that girl doing?

Ladies things I'd imagine.

36 here 71 in La Jolla. That is insane...guess where I want to be? And for a number of reasons. Actually I guess just one and the rest is just a bonus. I always liked bonus prizes.

It will be nice to be back in the Dirty Meda. It is a town lost in time. Half of it looks new age while the rest looks trapped in the 50s. I miss those Alameda parks. On second thought I dont miss the parks but rather the people I find myself with at those parks.

La Pinata now is sounding even better...I'm going to try and fall asleep now with that on my mind.

Mad love.

Cambridge and Beyond

Today after rehearsal we had to get costumes which meant a drive up to Cambridge to go to the Garment District. After taking care of everything we started to drive back to BC. Of course nobody knows how to get around Cambridge so we decided the best way to get back was to just follow random cars. In the end it worked out. However, as they say, "the journey is more important than the destination."
Along the way Ryan we passed places in Cambridge none of us had ever seen before. Ryan commented, "Enjoy it because you are never going to see it again." This is what triggered my thinking.
Here I've been for the past 9 months and there is still so much I haven't seen or explored. Even back home where I have lived my entire life there are things that I don't know exist or have experienced. And then I got thinking about the world itself. There is a lot of world out there to be seen and not a lot of time to see it in. I hope one day I can be like my grandparents and just go on lots of trips to see the world. I want to watch the sun rise in Ireland and set in Cairo, swim in the red sea then tan on the Great Wall.
29 days 44 minutes until Summer

Spring

If you have just a little over an hour it is worth it:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=ji5_MqicxSo

It is just over 70 degrees today and I love it. By Monday it will be 40 again. I cant waste a beautiful day typing so I'll catch up with you later.

I should be working on a paper right now but it is still early and I am far too excited to research about the Book of Jude in the New Testament.

I doubt anybody reads these things but that is cool. Maybe somebody will stumble upon my blog and hopefully something I say will get a reaction. If not that is cool too.

This summer is going to be amazing. I already know it. One needs only look at who is working at the HBC...all all-stars. If Shane gets the Dream House then I can only imagine the memoires that will be made over the course of three months. I came home in October and was a little disillusioned on the course of my life. As soon as I hit the ground in Oakland my cell phone goes off and who else but my fellow gentleman, Percival, is texting me about a party that Jazzy is throwing. There is nothing like coming home to true friends who you not only look up to but admire as well. While I was home I stopped by Tommy's place. We sat on his porch and just talked about life. There was something very peaceful and relaxing just sitting on a porch watching cars and people go by. We agreed that come summer we would buy a bag of Franzia and make some spaghetti and just sit and talk. I'm looking forward to it but being a man of great fortune I've heard that Tommy might be in Mexico at that time. Well, whenever he gets back we'll do it. I hope that other members of the family can join us as well.

We have to get that cooler out. I also want to play some truth or truth...I've also heard about a new game too.

33 days 11 hours 46 minutes and 25 seconds.

Walking is cooler than cool...it is the cat's pajamas!

With the weather in Boston slowly getting warmer (we might hit the 50s tomorrow!) I have tried to get out more and more. I like walking, especially when there is no destination in mind. You just put your brain in neutral and leave it to your legs to take you where they will. Personally I think the best place to walk is in a major city. You never know what you'll find. There is a lot of earth out there so I figure I might as well explore it for better or worse. This Saturday I might go on an all day walk. Fuck subways and all that jazz. I am going colonial in this bitch...wait what is pre-colonial because I am not using a horse either...I guess just pre-colonial. Maybe pre-Native Americans? I don't know. I just know that I am doing it.

Tuesdays are Freeloaders

I came to a realization today in Genetics. I've pretty much given up on the class so instead I just let my mind wander while the screen in front of me changes from chromosome to chromosome. What my mind figured out today is that Tuesday is the worst day of the week.
I know at first you would say it is Monday. But Monday has always been crappy (expect for when it is MLK day or Labor Day) but Tuesday is just there. It says, "you made it past Monday but you still have a long way to go. A real long way." Conversely, Wednesday is all about "Hey you are half done. Good for you." And from there you just coast into the weekend. But Tuesdays? No thank you. I have sketches that need writing and rewriting.

Fuck you Tuesday. I'll see you next week.

"You don't understand! I coulda had class. I coulda been a contender. I could've been somebody, instead of a bum, which is what I am."

I've always thought I had this whole life thing figured out. You put in the hard work you get the reward, right? That is the American Dream after all. But of course life is going to throw you these curve balls and the problem is I was cut from baseball (twice) so how am I going to hit them out of the park?
A year ago I thought "in a year it will all be right and make sense" and now I look towards next year as being the answer. If anything over the year I have gone through many humbling experiences.
The wise Stacy Kaney pointed out in the summer of 2006 that it was a "summer of maturity" for me and I believe that the summer of 2007 was the beginning of another awakening for me. It has seen me defy gravity and cross this country. I have gone from looking out at the Pacific to looking towards the Atlantic. I've gone from three hours behind to three hours ahead. However, life is still influx and at this point the only person behind the wheel is me (perhaps I should wake up).
I realize as I continue to right that this post won't lead me towards any great resolution or realization about where I am or am supposed to be. And that is fine. I guess it is more important just to get this stream of conscience out.

All I can really say is that I hope a renaissance is on its way.

Mad Question Asking

I'm writing this for me in the hopes it will keep me sane. You are welcome to come along for the ride. But this isn't for you, I mean I'm flattered your here but don't think that this is for you because as I already said, it ain't. So if you are a freeloader why don't you do us all a favor and get the hell out. That being said I don't have much to say and a lot of time to do it in. Wait scratch that and reverse.

Sometimes I get bored and pretend I was doing other things instead of reading endless words on endless pages. Most recently I imagined that I was a pirate. I mean that would be pretty sweet right? I'm not talking like present day pirates taking French yachts in Mogadishu, Somalia (read your news) but like old school pirates with cool ships. But I wouldn't want to be one of those Pirates of the Caribbean pirates because if I wasn't Jack Sparrow or Will Turner I'd be a no name pirate. I rather just be my own pirate in my own area. I'd probably opt for a parrot over a monkey. But don't hold me to that.

Did you see those people scaling the Golden Gate Bridge today? Pretty bad ass if you ask me.

I wish I lived a more exciting life. Yo ho yo ho a pirate's life for me.