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I am thankful for 24.

It is an amazing show. I feel like there are times in life when you feel like you aren't in control of what's happening to you. Watching 24 makes me feel like it's completely in the realm of possibility that I could take down a large group of terrorists single handed and live to kick some more ass later that day. Jack Bauer, while yes, in need of years of therapy, is a guy's guy. There aren't many characters that are like that. Jason Statham in The Transporter, Bruce Willis in Die Hard, and Kiefer Sutherland in 24. It's nice to see that one man can waste a thousand, that he can make a difference.

Watching the show reminds me of being home. Not cause I felt like I was standing up to terrorists back home, just cause Dave got me hooked on the show all those years ago when life seemed easier. Its been kinda been a theme of today. Things that remind me of happy-home-times. Those times got to be few and far between but they are worth it.

I am thankful for guy's guy, kickin' ass and takin' names, terrorist hunting, all around awesome 24!!!!

Twenty T(Want My Money Back)

Sorry for the delay everyone. I arrived back in Florida to situations that needed my immediate attention. But everything is good now.

So I was amidst my thankful mood, but I need to pause to deliver and important message.

DON'T SEE 2012.

It is a waste of money on your part. I mean, unless some is purchasing this particular viewing experience on your behalf, you might as well take your $10, walk to your nearest restroom, and flush it. That'd probably be a better use of your money.

Ok, while yes, I am being harsh, 2.5 hour cinematic trash deserves a written lashing. The movie capitolizes on the concept of "These are the last days. The end is...TOMORROW!" bahbah baaaaahhhhhhhhhh. You think thats all the story needed to make a good movie? No. No; Bad Roland Emmerich! Stop making useless movies for the sole purpose of rapping our retinas with visual effects.
All of the characters in this movie were easily forgettable. John Cusack seems on the "Career-fizzle train"(Imagine Mary Murphy screaming that to him from across the room. Puts a slight smile on your face.). My favorite part was a death of a character. It was hilarious. If that is my favorite part of a movie, it's gotta be pretty bad.

So please, at least wait and get it from your neighborhood redbox. Had the circumstances been different, I don't think I would have even done that.

Overhead Bins

So I have this really awesome thing I am thankful for and when I do write it out it'll be awesome (at least I think). But I am tired now and have learned recently that if you care about something, don't half-ass it. So in the interest of still getting something up, I'll half-ass about something that isn't crucial.

I am thankful for the good humored Southwest flight attendants.


I flew back to Orlando today. When I got on the plane I wasn't in a particularly cheery mode as were most for my fellow nomads. But buckle up and hear-

Flight Attendant(over intercom): Hey, whose wallet is this?

Weary travelers shift in their seats to try and get a look.

Flight Attendant(over intercom): Since I have your attention now, I'd like to go over some safety features....

There were other humorous things said and they weren't "lol" or "rof" hilarious but it was good early morning humor. Let's face it, you don't wanna laugh really hard in the morning, but I find these women, who are performing their gentle comedy, somewhat comforting. They give me that "Everything's gonna be alright and I'll make a joke to prove it" feeling. Its nice and made for a pleasant morning.

Thanks, Southwest, for hiring comforting flight attendants.

The Moistmaker

I know the title is dirty, but let's move passed it and continue.

I am thankful for Thanksgiving leftovers.

Yeah, I get it. Thanksgiving hasn't come yet, but I won't get to do it "correctly" so my mom decided to make Thanksgiving dinner last night. It was a traditional schmogasboard. Turkey, potatoes, rolls, veggies etc. While it was quite tasty the 1st time around, I highly enjoy the leftovers as well. They frequently last you a while and are deliciossa.

Primarily, I love the turkey. The meat from an actual turkey is sooooo different from the processed slices you but at the store. There's almost a magical quality to Thanksgiving turkey. It makes for an amazing sandwich. Seriously, try it in a few weeks. I'm not the first person to come to this realization. Here's some evidence.


See how passionate Ross is about it. It's gotta be good then right? Of course right! It brought me much delight when I couldn't sleep this morning. Give it a shot.

I'm thankful for Thanksgiving leftovers.

I think I like how "How the Day Sounds"

I am thankful for this song.

Nearly every lyric of this song describes my trip thus far. It's been so surprisingly wonderful. Anyway, let the joyus notes permeate your soul and maybe you'll like how the day sounds too.

Chipotle and WFM

I didn't get a chance to post yesterday, so today's blog will contain a double dose of thankfulness.

Part 1

I am thankful for


It is a foodgasm. It is so incredily delicious and tasty and about twelve other synonyms for 'makes my stomach joyful'. I swear it has magical qualities. It can turn the grumpiest of moods into damn near cheerfulness. I dine there at least once a week and I think my taste buds would be quite sad without it. I can't go for a whole week; I'll be in Utah and as far as I know there aren't any UT locations. I miss it already.

Part Deux

I am thankful for those moments when you get a warm feeling telling you everything is gonna be alright.

There has been some arguments and disagreements in my life lately. Its caused a blegh feeling in the pit of my stomach. Like that feeling you get when you think things are about to go awry. It hasn't been fun.

Last night, I crashed with my friends in preperation for our 5 am airport excursion. The alarm went off and I lay in the darkness. As I stirred, I realized that we all fell asleep on each other. Suddendly, that awry-stomach-pitness was gone. I knew that all the anger and fights didn't matter. Cause we were true friends. We'd get passed it. I was nervous to leave with that pit; I didn't know if anything would get resolved. But that fuzzy warmth over took me and I knew it all was ok. It was quite nice.

I am thankful for those warm-fuzzy moments.

Insecto Bueno

k, I don't wanna be a work nerd who says they are thankful for a parade they do.

So I'll just say I'm thankful for a track I do.

I am thankful for Male Bug 8.


It was a rough day. There was worrying a friend was mad at me, angry high schoolers, rain spit, sewage erruptions, attempting to convice another friend I was not mad at them, buckets of sweat, staging at every show, incorrect pacing, not-touching hands, intense ab workout, and some defensive managers.

But I got to be a Bug, which never happens anymore. Life is different in the B-Unit. Less angry and bitter and I got to let out all the insanity of the day on the streets for the guests to eat up like scavaging sewer rats. Slim worked it out with me too. It was a great parade and it saved me today. So thank you Male Bug Pal 8. Thank you muchly.

Old Friend

Ok, here we go.

I am thankful for this ravashing creature.


Its name is Julie-Ann-Garbutt. I have known her since I was in 9th grade and we did "Fiddler on the Roof" at CVJH. She is one of the most interesting people I've ever met.

Our friendship didn't really start till my junior year. There was a lot of flirtation in those years, but its cool cause we are both embued with intense flirtatiousness, so it was nice to bounce that off someone. We have done many musical productions together (Footloose, Once on this Island, etc...) as well as made a short film (Its called Thespians. There was some BRILLIANT footage of her and Bry Schultz improvising that is now lost to the cruelty of our high School Macs). She is very talented and beautiful and completely crazy and I love it. You see my particular brand of crazy blends well with hers to make a nice crazy-blend friendship.

Julie reads lots of books. I mean, LOTS. Every time I visit her blog I see she is reading a new, different book. I've always wanted to be that kid whose well read and makes witty literary references, however, I am cursed with little will to read. Lately, I find myself wanting to be consumed in a good novel and she gives perfect suggestions. I'm jealous of her ability to read lots of literature.

She shares my love for many random things and it is awesome. To name 1 specifically, 80's movies.
--Her and I, with my other friends, Dave and Trevor, were the "Breakfast Club" but really only cause we love the movie so much. Really we are nothing like any of the characters in the movie. Halloween my Sr. year the four of us were our assigned movie counter-part; Julie was Ally Sheedy's "Basketcase", I was Emilio's "Jock" (see, we really were nothin like them.)

I don't have many people I can go to to vent. She is one of them. We live miles and miles away, but we can talk like I'm down the street. When things get a little too schitzo in the FL, I can call over to the UT, and let it all go. We exchange the annoying and pleasant details of our currant circumstances and we relate and empathize and swap advice and encouraging words and feel much better after we talk (at least I do). She is a great friend and I don't know that I'd be sane right now with out her.

I'm thankful for Julie-Ann-Garbutt

November is here

I am actively pertured by my insufficent posting this year. So once again, I'm gonna try to remedy that. I love to write, you see, but I have this idea that I don't experience things worth writting about. Well, children that is about to change. Thanks to Julie for bringing this idea to my attention. I am going to be totally lame and copy her idea to write everyday about something I am thankful for. For November anyway. Not promising I will be entirely successful, but I'm gonna give it the old college try.

Stay tuned kids.

Halloween

I know it's a few days late but this is what I did for Halloween. To preface, Chipotle, one of my favorite places to eat, was offering a free burrito to anyone who came in dressed as a burrito. So Jam, Stephanie, and I grabbed some tin foil and headed over.


As you can see we got creative. We were creatively wrapped burritos.


I totally designed this one.




"Drats, foiled again"- Jamil Claxton


The glasses were a nice touch. Good idea Steph.



So then, with our free Chipotle in tow, we watched our traditional Halloween night film 300. It's not really a tradition yet, I suppose, but since we watched it last year, its off to a good start.

New 'Friends'

So The Twilight Saga: New Moon (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) is out. I got my copy through the kind soul of Jen Maples and her burning me a copy, which I am thankful for. This disc is full of amazing music. But my fav at the moment is a song called "Friends" by Band of Skulls. They lyrics explain it all. You can listen to it of course, in the playlist to your right.

All my life I've been searching for something
Something I can put my finger on
Maybe I've been living for the weekend
Maybe I've been living for this cyber soul
Every Friday just about midnight
All my problems seem to disappear
Everyone that I miss when I'm distant
Everybody's here

I need love
Cause only love is true
I need every wakin' hour with you
And my friends cause they're so beautiful
Yeah my friends they are so beautiful
They're my friends

All my life I've been wastin', wastin'
Wastin' all my money, all my time
All the time that I'm waitin', waitin'
Waitin for the moment you are mine
The song about yeah I'm thinkin', thinkin'
Thinkin all the things that i've done wrong
All the time yeah i was forgettin'
You were mine all along

I need love
Cause only love is true
I need every wakin' hour with you
And my friends cause they're so beautiful
Yeah my friends they are so beautiful
They're my friends

I need love
Cause only love is true
I need every wakin' hour with you
And my friends cause they're so beautiful
Yeah my friends they are so beautiful
They're my friends

They're my friends...

Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda

Couples Retreat is a nice lil' comedy with Vince Vaughn, Jason Bateman, and Jon Farvau among others of comedy decent. Now, with all these funny people, you'd expect the movie to me really funny, right? Like a slew of funny that you're unable to stop cause you're outnumbered. Yeah, it's not that. It's a moderatly humorous salute to couples of vaca. See it, but keep your expectations low and you'll come out with a brighter outlook on it.

Now that's out of the way, I shredded my vocal chords. Like intensely ripped them up and tossed them in the shredder. You see, my job entails quite a bit of screamage. I mean, there's an entire section of the BPB called "Scream". This is a parade I do basically everyday. Then there's HSM, which you aren't nessicarily required to scream, however, it's implied that you should. The initial ripping happened last Friday. Compound that with 3 additional Scream party bash and HSM and you wind see in me rumaging through the garbage, sifting through the bits of bank statements and assorted junk mail, in hopes that I can Scotch tape my voice back together. Wish me luck

Splash

Something wonderful happened the other day. It wasn't world peace wonderful or ecomony-fixing wonderful. No, this wonderful seemed to only be pleasant to few people, me being one of them. Everyone else seemed very unhappy about it, but not me. I'm a rebel. Gone rogue.

Anyway, back to affore mentioned wonderfulness. We were out on parade route and it began to pour during 2nd show stop. And you see, once we start a show stop there is nowhere to cut it short so you have to finish the parade. So it's raining and were Block-partying and the sum of this equasion? BLOCK PARTY SPLASH. I don't look wet in the pic but believe you me, I was soaked from head to toe. It was so much fun. Dancing in the rain. It was so...well wonderful. I'd welcome a repeat anytme.

Cinematic Contemplations

So I saw two movies in the past couple of days and here are my thoughts.

Last Friday, I saw The Invention of Lying. Good things first:
1. The first thirty minutes or so are extremely funny. People feeling compeled to tell the truth of course yields much comedy.
2. Jennifer Garner. I think thats all I need to say about that.
3. There are many a cameo. You might even call it 'Star-studded'. Edward Norton plays a heroine huffing cop. Pretty darn funny.

Ok, now the unpleasant part. If you have any affiliations with nearly any Christian religion, I don't recomend this movie. It is not for you. Go see the Toy Story 3D double feature. I think that's a safer choice.



Today, I saw Zombieland. Normally, I am not one for the zombie flick, but everynow and then one looks appealing to me. I think the last one I saw was I Am Legend, just to give you an idea of how often I go to movies featuring the undead.

Anyway, it was pretty good. It definatly made light of the inard consumers that had seemed to conquer the US. Woody Harrelson is great as an over-eager kicker of zombie ass. And Emma Stone is...well, she's really hot. And the cameo of a comedy legend is pretty surprising and brings a nice break from the growling sludge/blood-spitters chasing after our protaginists. If you have a strong stomach and enjoy amusement parks, you should check it out.

Fancy like Whoppie

So I hopped on the bandwagon and became fancy. Fancy with a touch-screen phone. The t-mobile MyTouch to be more precise. Yeah, I know you're jealous. I'm totally friends with Whoppie. We text each other on our fancy phones of fanciness. Then write on each other walls cracking "sister act" jokes, again on those mobiles. Its been pretty sweet. I really like it.