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Thursday, July 28, 2011

Pimpin' Ain't Easy

If I knew at all what it was like to be pimpin' I would probably wholeheartedly agree with that.

I feel like this "personal" blog may be easier to write for than my other based purely on the fact that I'm not trying to impress anyone or be funny. I'm just writing whatever shit I feel like writing. Which is funny because I feel like that was the original goal of my other blog. I guess that means I just realized I'm trying to hard on that other one. Damn it.

Anyways. I've been jamming out to this song, "Butterfly" by Crazy Town, I believe it is,  and it's kind of catchy. Lately it's been muh new jams. I came across it, not for the first time, but recently on some shitty mixed CD that Mitchell left in my vehicle. Considering it's the only good song on there, I basically listen to it during whatever 5 minutes car ride I make to whatever random errand I'm performing.

Speaking of the ladies. I wasn't, but still, my various options/lack of options/choices have been plaguing me lately. On one hand I have this foolish choice I could make, on the other, an equally foolish choice, and on the third hand, whoever the hells hand that is, a third foolish choice.

I kid, they're not really that foolish, but still I'm not sure how to precede with my cards. Or I could just work on getting a better hand if you know what I mean. No, that's not what I meant you sick fucks. I was continuing the cards reference, I wasn't at all making a...nevermind.

I might just work on getting a better hand. Why rush into feelings or actions when I finally have the freedom that I probably sort of always needed and secretly always desired?

I was thinking a tattoo might be fun. What do you all think? Yay? Nay?

Or practicing Buddhism. I've always kinda suspected that might be a good time. Learn some meditation, inner peace, crazy secret monk martial arts. You know how those robe wearing, hair shaving, dudes roll.

Or fighting a pack of coyotes naked.

Or I supposed I could get a tattoo of a Buddhist fighting coyotes naked. Three birds with one stone. Maybe I'll do that.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Maybe I Just Like Clouds

As you've clearly already noticed. My design/background is quite...let's call it pretty.

Some might assume I have a semi-girly background design of clouds and bright happiness because I'm too lazy to go find a good background. Well you know what I have to say to that?


You're probably right. But maybe clouds are appropriate for such a blog. Although maybe not.

To the point.

Hey world, how you doing? ; )

So Mitchell and I stopped by the more or less reopening of a bar last night for a drink or two. Yet, I found myself several drinks in, several hours later, wondering too myself why I wasn't more prepared. I was wearing a t-shirt and shorts under the impression we'd be in and out in like 45 minutes. When I found myself looking around the room at all the pretty ladies, and indeed there was no shortage of talent, and thinking to myself, "shit I'm not dressed for this."

Next time Rockin R Bar, next time.

p.s. But really, it's times like standing in a bar full of attractive women that I stop and thank the lord for answering my prayers.

Oh Lord, thank you for this bounty in which I'm about to receive.

Kachow.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Why, 'ello there!

This is my official, unofficial, personal blog.

Stay tuned to hear me talk about shit here. Shit that makes me feel all sorts of upset, inconvenient, or pissed off.

Or maybe just me talking about things I've done that nobody cares about. Like family stuff. And other such nonsense.

Minnesota was great btw, thanks for asking. You jerks.

I attempted valiantly to repair a broken air conditioner, in which I'm very proud of. Because I'm handy like that.

I build a large fancy, rabbit cage/house for my neices rabbit. Which was also handy of me. My mother helped. Kind of. I guess.

I went to Walker, say almost everyone I needed to see. Minus one or two individuals. No not you, I meant to not see you. You slut.

I hung around with family A LOT. Had beers, watched volleyball, stayed up late watching stand up comedians and movies, played Wii with nephews, played board games with family, experienced incredibly awful weather in the form of extreme heat and humidity. And finally left.

Seeing the Corn Palace, the Badlands, Mount Rushmore, and the Devil's Tower, on the way back.

I've seen all those at least twice each already, but why not go again? Am I right?

Also, South Dakota sucks. Sucks the high hard one.

p.s. I got in a drunken fist fight with a bro, one that's be brewing for years, but it was cut short before we could have any fun with it. It only amounted to some bruised nuts and a black eye. But guess who's nuts are fine? These guys.

A win.