You wish to forrow me? Hokayyyy

As my fingers tap the keyboard, I breathe a sigh of relief.

So rare the opportunity now, to expound on my beliefs.

To put my words in written form, to spread what's on my mind

To share just how im feeling now, whether it be cruel or kind.

So many emotions go through my heart, on any given day.

To always express them accurately is hard for me to say.

But try I will to find the words, that lift my soul to flight

and share those words with listening ears, who follow my little plight.

So if you find yourself reading this, and want to join the fold

Then follow me and join my quest, you will not be too bold.

Be warned I hold no punches with words that I must share,

for I write for me and me alone, for the readers feelings I do not care.

That being said I do hope you enjoy, the things I write about.

I aim my writing away from silly things like poop or sauerkraut.

So I'll end this little song of mine and bring it to a close,

I'll bid farewell and wish you well, its time for me to doze.

I Am Jumbled

At this moment now, I am tired and jumbled up in my head. There are so many things that I have bouncing around in my head that not a single one can actually be concentrated on. Even writing this post is taking all of my concentration not to go off on some side track of meaningless babble that has no relevance to anything in particular. Its like an extreme case of ADD and im too tired to figure out what im thinking about and yet im not yet tired enough to fall asleep. So here I am, killing time and trying to tire myself out by putting my thoughts into writing. Its a soothing thing to write for me. To put into a formal medium that which I have inside myself. In my head it just bounces around and takes no coherent shape but here...here it can become so much more. It becomes a flowing idea. Like an ocean of thoughts that is narrowed out and becomes a river, forging a path all its own. So many times when I start a blog about a certain idea it goes in many directions that I never initially meant for it to go. Like a river finding the path of least resistance. One second I could be talking about how superpowers could have levels or variances on them and the next is a list of reasons that superpowers would never work. Had I continued it may have gone in a completely different direction that would have left me wondering how I got there from such a basic starting point. But then again, dont all great ideas start like that. Tonight being a grand example. In the 5 minutes that i've been writing this blog I went from having a mind filled with twenty different ideas and trains of thought to about 5. With any luck, if I continue to write I will narrow that number to the minimal amount of ideas ever present in my head, that number being 3. The 5 ideas are as follows. 1. why did work last so long 2. i wonder how my best friends night was 3. i wonder how that party was 4. what do i want to spend the money i made tonight on 5. work tomorrow is going to come too early and 6 (being one that just came to mind) my financial aid refund comes next week hoorayy. I guess you could say its the rather severe case of ADHD I have that my mind goes in so many directions at one time and some may wonder if such a thing causes problems for me....yes sometimes it does. Sometimes I love it though because I never get bored just thinking about stuff. Each of those things takes its own direction in my mind and I end up thinking about a lot of stuff. I think thinking is good. It cant be bad. Where would the world be without thought, and trains of thought for that matter. What if Einstein had simply stopped at E=. Where would we be. Thought is good and by ipso-facto blogging is good, because blogs are the thoughts of people. My brain is quiet now so I think ill go to sleep now. Goodnight world. Until you stir me from slumber with another exciting day of thinking.

That Which Inspires

I was walking home tonight from work when I looked up in the sky and noticed

that the night sky looked absolutely breathtaking.

Not your every day oh look pretty stars but for some reason the way

the clouds were moving on the breeze and the moon was

casting shadows just struck me in a special way.

I was inspired.

Inspiration doesn't strike often for me. Its a rare and often

completely random occurrence that hits me when I least expect it.

Tonight it was the crisp, starry sky. I was reminded how small

we all are and how we often get to thinking that we are somehow

important in some way. Not to say that we aren't important in our own

ways and we dont often impact the world around us in ways

we seldom comprehend, but when it really comes down to it

we are like grains of sand in a snow globe that happens

to be in the itty bitty house inside another snow globe.

The Universe is so epically vast and extreme in its grander that even

the most brilliant minds in our world have yet to unlock

a fraction of its secrets. To make the point, think about this.

The light we see as stars has been traveling for longer than our planet

has existed. Literally. Given that our planet (scientifically speaking of course)

has been around for 4.6 billion years, there are stars thats

light has been reaching us before the first living cell existed on Earth.

How insignificant yet totally astounding does that make us as humans?

When at first we saw them merely as lights in the sky and coming to

understanding there distance and finding other solar systems like ours.

Its inspiring.

Humans are beautiful. The night sky is beautiful.

And as someone who is inspired by those little balls of fire millions

of miles away, I can only hope that someday, my great grandchildren will look up

see the sky and be able to go exploring the vast beautiful openess of space that

I can only look and be in awe of.

What inspires you?

This one goes out to the people that matter.

Sometimes I wonder why I write this blog. Stuff like people reading it or not doesn't really bother me all that much but the question still comes to mind from time to time. What measure of satisfaction am I getting from writing this blog. If I were the only one to ever set eyes on it would that bother me? Answer I'd like to give: It wouldn't bother me at all. Truthful answer: Yeah I wouldn't mind having a few followers. That brings me to the topic of this blog. My best friends. I have some of the best best friends in the entire world. Yes I used two best's but thats because there are best friends and then there are "best" friends. You know the kind that are always there for you, the kind who put up with all your bullshit, and your stupidity, and your bad decisions, and your tagging along all the time. And they never, not once, made make you feel like a dick for it(even though they have the right to). Wes and Taylor, you guys are amazing. A guy couldn't ask for better friends. Id write this in a letter so only your eyes would see it but lets be honest, you guys and cameron are the only people who have read this blog. And I would shout this in Samford Mall any day of the week so I couldn't care less who reads it. Taylor you mentioned earlier this evening that I hadn't written in a while. A statement true because I had gotten to that point where you wonder, is it even worth writing. Your asking that question made my night. I know most of what I write on here isn't of much value to anyone besides myself and maybe a few nerds out there but the fact that you were kind enough to mention it really made it worth it to me. And Wes, damn man, I could write a novel for all the ways you are an awesome friend. You have my back no matter the situation, your patience with me is astounding even to me and you know me so well you can read my mind, and DO on multiple occasions. For instance, we were playing Halo Reach Around and it was swat and a guy just literally disappeared. In my head I was thinking "where the hell did that guy go?" In perfect time, as if I had audibly said it aloud, you said "i couldn't tell you man." Its moments like these that literally happen day to day that just go to show how thoroughly well you know me. You know my secrets and I trust you with them and with my life. You're my best friend and my brother in every way but blood and I love you man. I love you guys and wanted to write this one for you guys. Thanks for being the best friends a guy could ask for.

In A New Direction

This morning, as I sat in Basic Statistics (trying desperately not to fall asleep) , I pondered the human senses. This was spurred by the smell of perfume, coming from the girl sitting beside me, that was ever so delicately flirting with my nose . It was a pleasant mix of Sensuality and Amber, a Sensual Amber if you will. As I took in the scent, it occurred to me how often we take our senses for granted as well as how we never really get to isolate a specific sense. In light of this fact im going to do a little Meditation Series on the senses. I will be doing my best to take each sense and isolate it as best I can for 30 minutes. Stupid and completely unnecessary...yes. Worth it to me...most definitely. If only to gain a better understanding of each sense as whole or catch something new or exciting that I never had before then it is more than worth it. Ill be writing a separate post for each sense so this may be a week or two long process. We shall see

I can fly....but only 5mph

Super powers. Ever person on the planet at some point or another has thought to themselves, "wouldn't it be great if it could...." The fact of the matter is super powers would be the coolest ish ever. What if you could just fly over to class, or you could superspeed run home from you college to your home town in like 3 minutes. Or you could bring your cup of water over to you from across the room. The list of cool things you could do with super powers is nearly endless really.

But then you start to think about it, what if you could fly, but only 5 miles an hour? Would that even be worth it, you can pretty much walk faster than that. Not to mention it wouldn't exactly be convenient. Honest answer is yes of course you would still fly. But it was that question that made me start to think about super powers limits. You've got comic book heroes that can lift a bus over there head and are the size of a spider man or something. Then theres the super muscular brawler guy, who is super strong but can only pick up a large truck. Its like how would you dictate how strong(or fast you could super run or fly, etc...) you would be. Is it like a muscle that you would start out and you could work it out to improve it? A friend turned me onto a comic book called Invincible a few weeks ago and it dealt with that very thought. He pushes his powers to the limit to help work them out. Is that true for the standard guys like superman and spiderman too? If humans somehow evolve to the point(not likely) that they develop superhuman abilities, would there be levels? Then there is the question of who would have what ability and why. If everyone had abilities would there be those who could fly faster and just do more?

I know, i know, some people who read this will say, "do you think about this stuff often?" To them I say, hell yes I do. Ever friggin day. Im still sad I haven't all of a sudden found out I can shoot mind bullets or move stuff with my mind, and every day I try. But what if I actually did. The realistic consequences of that possibility hit me one day. In Xmen the regular folk fear the mutants. Why? BECAUSE THEY CAN SHOOT LASERS OUT OF THEIR EYES!!!! Lets be honest if that happened in real life, I would probably piss myself in fear. I would think thats really freaking cool, poop my pants, and run the other direction screaming like a little sissy girl. It would be scary as crap and just like in the comics there would be bad people who used those powers for evil, except millions more people would die first. Its a scary thought and one that makes me realize that even if the government or some scientist figured out a way to give people powers, that would probably be the worst idea of all time. A gun in the right hands, a tool for justice. A gun in the wrong hands, innocent people dying.

So as much as I wish I could fly, or read minds, or even talk to fish(sorry aquaman, but your still a bitch). I know its just a childish fantasy. One that I will never give up on and never stop dreaming about.

Dream Whispers

Every once in a while I have a dream that leaves me unsettled. Not necessarily a bad unsettled, but more a "WTF was that" unsettled. 90 percent of my dreams involve action packed scenes of adventure like being a secret agent or a super hero or protecting or killing someone (morbid I know but im a guy so sue me). These dreams leave me wishing they could come true, that maybe someday ill fight a crazy guy in a Dragonball Z fashion, or will be jumping from rooftop to rooftop chasing down an attempted assassin, or will learn how to control my chakra.....anyway, those dreams are awesome and completely welcome.

Then ill have one of the dreams I had last night. As the content of the dream is of a somewhat personal matter ill leave the details out, but needless to say upon waking up a quiet WTF left my lips. Why do our dreams have a habit of reminding us of things that need to stay buried. Why do they put little ideas in our heads of what was or could be. I know I know, subconscious and all that nonsense but there are sometimes when I just want to say "hey subconscious, go jump off a cliff or something." That little whisper of possibility is all it takes to make you think about things you never would have thought about otherwise. To consider possibilities that shouldn't be considered. I listened to them once and it opened a can of worms for me so why, when I have a dream like I did, do I still consider them? Everyone has those dreams, its just a part of life but given the opportunity to choose the type of dream I'd have before going to sleep I definitely wouldn't choose this one.

To lighten the mood in my own head on the matter I picture a team of people plugging me into a little briefcase and diving 3 levels deep into my psyche manipulating my subconscious. I can only hope, were that the case, that the insanity that is my mind put up a decent defense. Based on the thoughts in my head right now, I dont think they did. Damn you Leonardo Dicaprio.

Oh what a night

As I sit in front of my house listening to my friends play drinking games, I feel myself filled with many different emotions and my mind filled with many different things.
So many different types of people are there. So many different life experiences fill the room. Young, old, wise, foolish, experienced, naive. All present, all sharing in wonderful friendship and fellowship with one another. My father often speaks about how my generation just "hangs out" or "chills" in a way that is borderline negative. As if these seemingly pointless moments aren't going to the memories that we hold onto for the rest of our lives. I love just "hanging out" with these people. They make my heart happy when I'm around them, there's no way that could be negative. The fact of the matter is we are in the last stage of our lives where just hanging out is permissible and has no consequences. Sure you can still hang out as adults, but the things in our lives become more serious from here on out and the ability to have a night to literally just kick back and play a drinking games is fleeting. It won't be long before a late night is 12 o'clock. I dread those times and hope I can fill my remaining time of college with as many nights like to tonight as I can.
My mind then wandered over to matters of the heart. What makes people attracted to someone. Is there some formula for chemistry between two people? There have been times recently when I believed that I'd found the chemistry I was looking for. The peaceful yet exciting chemistry that breeds long term relationships that help define you. Times I felt that maybe this person is someone I could be with and invest in. But with many of those cases there is always something that is in the way. Whether it be red flags of personality traits, different views on important matters, the distance between us, sticky bro code violations, or whatever. Something always stands in the way. Is that the universe saying in a subtle way "hey not this person", or is that more the universe giving me challenge. A challenge of finding something worth fighting for and then actually fighting for them. I suppose some would say if its not worth fighting for its not worth it in the first place. But who's to say that the person I choose would be the right one. It's a struggle every person has to deal with and one I know isn't really worth complaining about, yet I still find myself thinking often of how to fix it. Luckily I know WHAT im looking for now I just have to FIND it. Such is life I suppose.

As the leaves Fall upon us.

Well, its 2:29 in the morning the day the new semester starts. Who knew that a summer could slip by you so quickly. I wont lie, it was probably the best summer of my life. I honestly cant complain about a single thing, not even the 8 oclock class every day of the week.....alright maybe that I'll complain about but other than that it nearly perfect. Met new and amazing people, turned 21 and had an awesome time exploring the nightlife of boone, got a kick ass job at a restaurant I imagine ill be at till I graduate and found inspiration in all kinds of places I never thought inspiration could be found. Not to say that this new semester is going to kick all kinds of ass, because it is. But I figured I'd recap the summer with a top....whatever number of awesome memories I can remember. Here goes (ps no order to this just going as I remember them):

1. Turning 21 (thanks guys who made it an amazing birthday)

2. Watching Fireflies in my old back yard.

3. Watching a countless number of movies

4. Watching almost an entire 4 seasons of Supernatural with Wes

5. Making awesome friends in my first session math class (courtney, duprey)

6. A few of the parties we had at the mountain house

7. Learning the basics of Kung-Fu from an awesome teacher...aka Josh Roten

8. Getting my brother Jonathan back

9. Going camping with said brother and cousin Andrew

10. Going camping with my Mom and Sister in an epic monsoon and having to literally bail out water from the tent like a boat going down.

11. Watching Zombieland probably 8 times over the course of the summer.

12. Doing the Virginia Creeper Trail with my mom

13. An awesome awesome trip up to PA to visit my Dad

14. Having great friends like Crystal come up to visit

15. A short but sweet visit to the lake with the family

16. Amazing trip to the beach with the family

17. Contemplating the complexities of God and universe with my brother (still trying to figure out what to call "IT" haha)

18. A few trips to the dam with friends

19. Working at Macado's in general

20. Re-establishing my love for Pokemon.

21. Just lounging around hanging with Wes and or Josh

22. Renting a few video games that have been on my list for a while

23. Moving into the kick ass new house

24. Getting to know friends I didn't know well better

25. Proving to myself that Math isn't really all that hard if you put your mind to it

26. A few dates scattered here and there haha

27. (Readers Choice)

27 is up for you guys. If we shared an awesome memory and in my late night sleepyness i forgot about it, just respond to the post with it.

Point is, it was a summer I will never forget. I loved it and everyone in it. This year is going to be one of the best of my entire life and I'm actually excited about it starting. Just sad to see such an amazing time end.

Between the Lines

Between The Lines

Between The Lines. I named my blog this because so many things in life you have to read between the lines to fully appreciate. There isn't a book thats been written in the history of mankind, minus of course small childrens books, that can be taken at face value. Life is no different. Life isn't simple and because of that you cant just take things for face value or assume you know what the reason for things are.

Look at people. Everyone has people in there life that they believe they know. They believe, oh yeah ive known this person for a few years so I think I know what makes them tick or why they behave that way. Is it really fair to make such an assessment of another person? We as humans are the sum of our experiences, and our actions reflect the life we have lived. What we decide to do with our life, and how we deal with what life gives us is different for every person and every situation. You can look around every day and you'll find people who you've come up with an idea of who they are based on what you've experienced with them. Yet you could be completely off. When we look at people, whether we mean to or not, we come up with preconceived notions about them. Not in the high and mighty that person is a jerk or this that and the other, but in the way that we look at their physical characteristics first. Then, if we meet them, our first impression. And then as we get to know them we change our judgements accordingly. You cant ever fully know a person though, you cant understand what they have felt or been through. Its those things that I'm calling into question. People will always surprise you. Some people who know me may be surprised that I'm writing a blog at all. The people who know me best probably wont. My point is, you should never take anything; not a book, person, situation, ANYTHING for face value. Because you cant possibly know all the facts of their life or why they are the way they are. We should all just learn to see the good in people and chalk the bad up to stuff we couldn't possibly know or understand.

So in closing, my challenge to everyone is to read between the lines. Or at least try to. Heck, even asking the person about themselves may help you learn about and appreciate them more.

Goodnight Moon

As I pulled up to my house a few nights ago(or morning depending on how you look at it), I had a lot of my mind. Firstly, why did the neighbors stupid cat decide to run on the road all the way from the bottom of my hill to the top of it, and then half way down my driveway when he could have just gone into the grass at the first sign of a car. Although it is a cat so should I be surprised? Not really. The second thing on my mind is what awesome friends I have. But seriously, a guy could not ask for better friends. I wouldn't trade you guys for anything. Love you guys.

The last thing on my mind came to me as I got out of my car. A little bit of background is probably necessary, I live in Vilas North Carolina. For those of you who have never been to Vilas, you aren't missing much. What you are missing however, is how epically beautiful our night sky is. There are no lights from anything to interfere with the sky. None from department store parking lots; none from lights offootball stadiums; none from the big city because....well theres very little city (or town for that matter) to be had here. That means that on a clear night like that night you see more stars than you can posssibly imagine. As I got out of my car, I looked up and just stopped in my tracks. It was beautiful. From horizon to horizon, stars filled the sky. Hundreds, if not thousands of stars. In a week or two im going to be moving away from Vilas, back into Boone. Not that Boone is oh so bright that you couldn't see the stars but man oh man am I going to miss Vilas, this epic house, and this amazing night sky.

Game Review Of: Prince of Persia The Forgotten Sands

Any video gamer who knows anything knows that the Prince of Persia games have always been a wonderful series starting with the original goodness that started it all That being said this newest game to bless the console is no exception.

The Forgotten sands is one of those games that once you pick it up its hard to put down. No worries though, its campaign is sadly much shorter than I remember the others being, so you wont have to worry about your friends saying hey man where you been if you get sucked in. During that 10 hour campaign you can expect to be holding your breath as you hope to pull of some of the trickiest platforming and environment manipulation sequences ive ever played.

This time around the Prince is visiting his Bro to learn leadership from him. Good luck. The opening sequence has you making your way through the castle that just so happens to be under attack in a big way. As per the usual something bad happens that sets the games story in motion. Stupid brother releases an undead army that "is as numerous as the grands of sand in the desert." Sucks to be the prince but hey luckily you have a Djinn on your side who gives you kick ass powers to make up for it. The ability to manipulate water into solid form is the first. Then a sort of flight thing that is only useful for getting across chasms (that just happen to have an enemy on the other side waiting to help you cross) and then a memory thing where you can recreate destroyed platforms and things like that. Kinda stupid as far as a power goes but it just makes the timing in the game that much more essential.

Everything in the game looks beautiful, as your cutting your way down a tapestry to slow your fall even the flow of the fabric makes some of the earlier games look like an 8 bit wannabe game. The voice acting was a little so so, with a main voice being a little to soft and feminine in my opinion but quirky dialogue and the occasional breaking down of the fourth wall keeps the pace of the game up.

The platforming itself is the crown jewel of this game though. All I can say is thank god for the reverse time power or I would have been screwed. When to cross a single chasm you have to time a wall run through spinning blades then jump, freeze some water squirting from the wall, and then click another button to return the floor that had fallen to its original state before falling to your death, only to need to immediately jump to avoid the spikes that activate at your footsteps, then jump through a water fall, freezing the second waterfall next to it to wall run on it, and jump back to the first and wall run, then jump of the first one meanwhile returning the water to normal to you can grab the flag pole on the far side of the second water fall, and then do a flying attack at the demon thing thats been shooting fireballs at you the whole time, it gets a bit tricky. That whole entire process requires you to get it exactly right or you fall to your death. Thus the rewind button which will rewind you (if you have any magic power left) to the last time you started a move like a wall run or water freeze.

The fighting in the game is somewhat repetitive, and if not for week little magic powers that are barely worth mentioning that allow you to have fire in your steps or make ground armor or do a force push of sorts or throw shards of ice the whole thing would be simply obnoxious. The flourishes are pretty sweet though. And little cinematic segments when you time your swings right are pretty sweet.

Overall I would give this game a 7.5 or possibly an 8. Its got little to no replay value but is worth renting if you have some time to kill. Good music, great controls, challenging puzzles are the pro's. Relatively weak story, repetitive combat and weak voice acting are the con's.

If you dont agree feel free to argue a point, hope this helps anyone thinking of buying it.

4th of July and Class tomorrow at 8 FML

America's birthday, our Independence Day. July 4th is a day that we as americans hold close to our heart. And as if it weren't already an awesome day they have FIREWORKS YYYAAAAAA!!!!! As fourth of July's go this one was a bit different. I wasn't home in Charlotte with my family, I didn't see any fireworks on the fourth, only the third, and I had to work. Does that mean I didn't have one of the best 4th of July's ever? Heeellllll nawww. Working was great and after I got off my brother got here and we did 4th of July right. Went out to the bars, spent a retarded amount of money on Jukeboxes and just had a good time. Then the next day we went out on the Blue Ridge Parkway and just chilled on some rocks we found. Great spot right of the road. I forget the exact location but its right by the mile marker parking lot at mile 300. Find it, great place to chill. And then went out and partied hardy with my Bro and some of my best friends. It was a great weekend to be sure. Alas all great times must come to an end an in 12 hours I will be sitting in a classroom doing my best not to fall asleep. Joy of joys. I dont know about you guys but Math at 8 in the morning is going to royally kick my ass. On a side note it occurred to me in a conversation with a friend that I have a pretty good knowledge of video games, so even though no one probably gives a crap what I think about games Im going to start giving Reviews of the games Ive played or am playing. Hope it helps you.

By the Fire Revisited

So all in all an awesome campout. Hung out with my bro and cousin and had a great time. HOWEVER, I will never ever again go to the Dennis Cove Campground in TN from april till november. The campground host is an absolute lunatic. When we first arrived, we introduced ourselves to Gary. At first he seemed like an amiable guy. A little slow on the draw, but overall a nice guy. So we go on a merry way for a few hours. Now I dont know how many of you know this but the federal government decided at some point that they weren't going to allow people to drink alcoholic beverages in their campgrounds. Something I can understand a little bit but at the same time seems like a stupid rule, and wasn't one we were going to, or did, follow. Later that night as me and my cousin are going on a hunt for firewood, we get verbally assaulted by Gary who is now wielding a flashlight and a long stick. He comes out of nowhere and is like "STOP RIGHT THERE, PUT THAT DOWN" and he proceeds to point the stick at us and accuse us of drinking. Now im carrying a can of Arnold Palmer with a some Firefly vodka mixed in, but he couldn't know that and we put down our stuff and try to calm him down. No luck. This guy is freaking out like a chick in a horror movie. Nothing we say can calm this guy down and it takes us walking back into our campsite before he lets off. On a scale of 1 to 10 on weird scales it ranked about a 7. The next day we find out that not only had the campsite beside ours been issued $120 drinking fines and had all their alcohol poured out, but that Crazy Gary and some park rangers had been hiding behind trees watching people with binoculars. WTF?!?! Well like I said we had a great time and met some really nice people who go by Tokahontas and Bong Smith, but for your own sanity stay the hell away from Dennis Cove Campground and Crazy Gary.

By the Fire

There are few things I enjoy in this world as much as camping and in just a few short hours I will be in TN doing just that with my brother Jonathan and my cousin Andrew. A fact that brings to mind countless nights under the great night sky from my childhood. On a personal level this is the first time that I can remember that i'll be camping with either of them in the truest sense of the word. Sure there are always those family trips but 9 times out of 10 we didn't sleep outside and just relax. This is CAMPING camping. The only thing we could do to make it more of an authentic camp out would be to hunt our own food. Which were we to get some kick ass crossbows could be a possibility, but seeing as thats never going to happen we'll just stick with harris teeter steaks cooked over an open fire.

What is it about camping that makes it so enjoyable. Is it leaving the stresses of our modern age behind and clinging onto some ancestral roots from times of old? Is it just simply being outdoors and in nature where we get to take a step back and let our souls breathe? Whatever it is every time I go camping I come back feeling renewed and refreshed. Some people dont like camping(how thats possible is beyond me). To those people I can only hope they find or have something like camping that allows them to just dive into nature and find the beauty that is there. With all of our worlds modern advances and new technology, its so easy to forget that there is nothing man made that comes close to the beauty of the starry night sky, or to a sunrise over a lake, and nothing as purely satisfying as sitting around a fire with loved ones swapping stories and just enjoying each others company without music blasting in the background or a tv on.

My friends camping is the shit. It's as simple as that. Now its time for me to pack and go grab some big ole steaks and have an amazing weekend. Have a great weekend.

My First Blog

I'll start this first blog off by saying I never in a million years thought I would ever start a blog. I have friends who have them(females only) and one or two friends who still livejournal(you know who you are). That being said there are times when I really want to say something but unfortunately dont have a medium with which to do so. And that brings me to this blog. I dont always have a lot to say and there will be times when the things I want to say are purely for my own pleasure or benefit. There will be times when I find something while perusing the web that I feel I should share with the rest of the world, so their day can be brightened or enlightened the way mine was. Other times I may share some insight into life that I have stumbled upon that maybe someone somewhere can read so they dont make the same mistakes that I did. Whatever the case may be, I hope whoever randomly stumbles across this blog enjoys it.

Chris