Not now...Maybe Tomorrow

Tony Hawk Project 8 was way too hyped up. Just let me start with that. My brother is sitting here playing it and I will allow myself to be honest, it's not the apple of my eye. It looks just like every other Tony Hawk ever made. I don't see the craze...but who am I.

Is it just me or does this Christmas spirit bullshit start way too early. I mean come on now...You know what, fuck this blogging shit right now. My alcohol is consumed along with my mac and cheese, I'm going to sleep. Merry Christmas everyone. And for my Jewish friend.....Merry Christmas.

Lava Lava Everywhere...Lava Lava I Don't Care

I attempted to write a blog the other night at 3 a.m. but Rol's computer died. I wish it hadn't, I had some very opinionated thoughts to type out. Or so I remember. I think what sparked me to write a blog came from the annoying psycho babble bullshit coming from the speakers. And by this I mean rap music. Just listening to the words infuriated me. I came to the realization that the majority of rap songs take absolutely no talent to write. The songs tell stories with no importance or underlying meanings. They are filled with retarded similes masking no talent of any sort. Now don't get me wrong I listen to rap music from time to time, this is not a bash upon all rap music. It's just the ridiculously obscure lyrics that anger me. "Mami's a narcoleptic, always sleepin’ on Hov',Gotta tie the back of her head like Deuce Bigalow" Unfortunately Jay-Z wrote these lyrics, I do listen to Jay-Z from time to time but it's lines like this that make me never want to listen again. In general I feel that music now-a-days is sinking to an all time low. Songs like Chicken-Noodle-Soup and Fergalicious justify that statement. I feel the mainstream music is just terrible. The radio is worthless. Enough with this...it's just angering me and the few people that read my blog probably don't want to read it.

So in other news, I now have a crew cut. Shocking I know. It honestly doesn't look bad at all. I'm beginning to like it other than that my head is ridiculously cold. Everyone says "Wear a winter hat". Well I do but then it itches the shit out of my head. It's a lose-lose situation. I need a cashmere hat. In other shocking news I'm reading a book, 1984 by George Orwell. That's going better than planned. My recording equipment is now up and running so I should have at least 1 song recorded and uploaded to the Internet soon enough. I should have my 1 acoustic song definitely recorded but my drummer is coming back to the states tomorrow and that means a possible full blown song too. If not, there will be some hardcore practicing and beer drinking. Well that will be going on anyway. I started this blog and now I just don't feel like writing anymore. I would save it and publish it later but then this just won't be as relevant. So I'll leave it at this. It better start snowing or I'm going to be an unhappy motherfucking camper. I'm going to go write a song now and listen to the Dustin Kensrue CD. I would definitely recommend giving that a listen. A new blog will be up soon, hopefully with something worth reading.

The Wayne! The Bird! The Wayne!

The end of another semester is among us. For myself, it's the first semester I was away at school. I look back on the semester I've just survived and think of everything I've went through. To be quite honest I can't think of too many things. It seemed to have traveled at the speed of light leaving me with nothing but blurs of moments I guess I'm supposed to call fun. Though, I did have fun. Yeah I had fun. You hear everyone say that college is the time for you to meet people, life long friends...blah blah blah. Now at the end of this first semester I've made a few friends, but for the most part I've met people who now think I'm a raging asshole due to the lackadaisical views I have on actually meeting new people. I can honestly say I could care less how these people feel about me and I think that shows in my actions. That set aside, the new friends I have met have made my first semester a great one. Aww, that was disgustingly nice.

On a different note, check out my Good Friend Ed's Blog. There is a link over there somewhere -------->. His writings constantly keep me entertained and I think you will find the same. I'm not really sure who this shout out is going to get to since there are about 3 people that read my blog and I'm pretty sure they all know Ed and already read his blog, but it's the thought that counts.

Snow Day is on right now and may I say I love this movie, I do I do I do0o0. It's reminding me of back home in NY, which I will be traveling back to tomorrow. A 12 hour drive doesn't sound too appealing to me at the moment but how sweet it will be to be home, in the cold. I never thought I would actually say that. But I suppose that could go for a lot of things. I have some more packing to do before I go to sleep and stay that way until noon so I'm well rested. Let it snow, let it snow, let it mother fucking snow. Oh and by the way Morgan gave me the coolest Christmas present ever.

I wish I could look into the future to know if this is right or not.

Currently Listening To: Cute is What We Aim For's "Teasing to Please"

I'm Glad My Friend Isn't Shot

As I sit here at my desk I look up at the wide array of pictures scattered across my cork board. I begin to realize the plethora of changes I've gone through in the short period of maybe a little over a year. Not only physical changes, but changes mentally, emotionally, an overall maturation. As my good friend would put it, I'm growing out of my shoes. This maturation I feel is the reasoning behind many of my new life questions and insecurities. I'm beginning to realize and question thoughts and beliefs that had always kept me content with life. I now feel these beliefs are somewhat childish and sheltered. I mean don't get me wrong, I still indulge myself in a number of stupid activities. Usually all involving alcohol (EX. The other morning waking up branded). But I feel as if my recent thoughts and questions are all part of this grand plan we all try to live out called growing up. I feel these thoughts will continue to evolve and hopefully some of my new questions will be answered.

Well enough with the serious ramblings. I woke up this morning to gain a new appreciation for my friends because I realized we all do so much stupid shit, one of us may just end up shot one night. Yes, yes we're idiots. I just smoked my first final of the semester, pretty stoked about that. One down, 4 to go. One more week to go and I'm home for a month. I'm anxiously awaiting snowboarding season. I hope it actually snows alot this winter. Last winter I got my board and snowmobiles and it barely snowed. That was sarcastically exciting. I also can't wait until Z-Money gets home from France. I haven't seen him in the longest time and I can't wait to make beautiful musical symphonies in my newly built extra garage. I have some great new ideas for songs and I'm hoping to figure out this recording program I bought so we can record some of them and get them online. Miss December is quite beautiful and I hope this month never ends. Well it is now 3:13 and I think I will go treat myself to some "Tucker Death Mix". Start my night off a little early. I wonder if anyone actually reads my blog. I would venture to say no.

Currently Listening To: Colour Revolt's EP