Well its approaching 3am here on the west coast, not that I receive any interest on the east coast.. Matter of fact I don't have much interest on any coast lol. Anyways, like I said its approaching 3am.. You may ask why is Shane up so late? Well I would respond with, that's none of your business. But, I have a little cough and earlier I took a nice 3 hour nap so I'm feeling pretty fresh at the moment. I just saw Sherlock Holmes 2. Good flick. The movie makes we want to speak in a British accent and devise many plans with nothing more than the tools around me. But those are two gifts I have yet to acquire... Personally, life now is good. Many friends are venturing home for Christmas which is always fun. This is always a solid time of year where people are often more cheerful than usual.
The purpose of my writing is this. I have been giving thought to a message taught by a friend from the church recently. If your reading this and are saying "I hate church"! well please stick around, this also has a humanitarian message. If your reading this and are saying "I hate people"! well I'm sorry. There are a lot of people around. Life must be tough. lol :) (sideways smiley face)
I would like you now to think about a time where someone, maybe a friend, or just some random person made your day.
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Maybe it was a hello, or a phone call or a text or whatever. A time where someone went out of there way to make your day better. This act, for some, may happen all the time. But for many it doesn't. For this "Christmas Season" aka the season of giving. How bout we actually give something. I'm not saying that we all clean out our savings and make it rain in the streets, but how bout we call Grandpa and Grandma just to talk. How bout we pick up some food for a homeless man. Pay for the persons meal in the drive thru behind you. Pay for a friends meal because, well... they are your friend, and they have to deal with you. Tell your parents you appreciate there hard work and thank them. These things take little effort.
I feel like if we took 5 minutes to be a little nicer and give, then we would appreciate it more when it happens to us.
People helping People.
Feel free to make someones day. They might need it. -Cheers.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Interest
I'm making an effort to do this more frequently. By this I mean blog, and by more frequently I mean more than twice a year. I don't know how much "Good Knowledge" I have for you today. But, I stumbled upon a paper I wrote for my English class a few years ago. You may ask, why do you still have the paper around. Well, because I never throw anything away, and I still use the folder. Lol
Nevertheless, the paper was on 1968, a crazy year which truly shaped our country. Vietnam was happening, MLK got shot, riots upon riots, hippie movement. It was nuts. I remember my teacher said that if there was ever a year where it would have been possible for the United States to self destruct, and cease to exist it was then. Jeez.
For the paper, we had to read the book "1968" and write a 7 page paper on the prompt. Well I bought the book, skimmed through it and returned it. Sorry Barnes and Noble... And for my paper I ran low on quotes, wrote 5 pages and got a B. Whoops. Hah..
But thinking about all that history, where 40ish years later we look back and go "wow". All those things that happened then that shaped the world we know today. My mind just wonders, from our lifetime, me at least (1990- to hopefully 2065.. -- 75 years seems like a good run. Lol.. I wonder though, what will be the events of our generation that people 50 years from now go "wow" about? Obviously 9/11 will be forever remembered... But what else? I hope our generation is remembered for more good things then bad, but on the other hand.... Who doesn't like a good riot?
Till next time -- Cheers
Nevertheless, the paper was on 1968, a crazy year which truly shaped our country. Vietnam was happening, MLK got shot, riots upon riots, hippie movement. It was nuts. I remember my teacher said that if there was ever a year where it would have been possible for the United States to self destruct, and cease to exist it was then. Jeez.
For the paper, we had to read the book "1968" and write a 7 page paper on the prompt. Well I bought the book, skimmed through it and returned it. Sorry Barnes and Noble... And for my paper I ran low on quotes, wrote 5 pages and got a B. Whoops. Hah..
But thinking about all that history, where 40ish years later we look back and go "wow". All those things that happened then that shaped the world we know today. My mind just wonders, from our lifetime, me at least (1990- to hopefully 2065.. -- 75 years seems like a good run. Lol.. I wonder though, what will be the events of our generation that people 50 years from now go "wow" about? Obviously 9/11 will be forever remembered... But what else? I hope our generation is remembered for more good things then bad, but on the other hand.... Who doesn't like a good riot?
Till next time -- Cheers
Saturday, November 26, 2011
thoughts
hmmmmmm, hello here I am again.... Back from a nice 8 month break where a lot happened, but little of those events I can remember. Just kidding, but seriously its a blurr... Anyways, now that I have dusted off my keyboard, rediscovered my password, and have gotten back on "the horse". I will try my best as always to entertain and educate, well at least entertain.
After some communication with a "new reader" I have a topic in mind for this post, this topic is very relevant and controversial. I hope that political views or aspirations would not override the purpose of my writing. And to be honest, I don't like politics, I go out of my way to stay out of political confrontations. Usually nothing good comes from it.
With that being said, I would like to give some thoughts to the "occupy" issue. But not to the issue itself, just using something from it as an example to show how truly blessed we are.
For the record, if you want to sleep in a tent and all that, knock yourself out, although I'm sure theres other things you could be and probably should be doing.
Ok, now to the point. Many pictures surfaced surrounding these occupy events. The first-- a man with a sign saying "WE ARE THE 99%" representing those not in the 1% most wealthy in the United States. The next was a picture I saw on facebook a day later. It had a picture of starving African children and it read "THE REAL 99%". I was taken back by the picture, most people have been so desensitized by the media that this picture means relatively nothing to them. Or, people feel sad for a moment but below the picture is 'Michael's' status about the big game this weekend.
The reason this picture provoked me was because of my personal interaction with starving Africans, and yes they really do exist. In my time in Ethiopia, the poorest country in the world, I encountered many who were not guaranteed a meal a day, real starving people... and I had 3 bags of beef jerky in my suitcase. It puts things into perspective for me. One stat that was told to me which I will never forget and always humbles me is this. If you make more than "1" dollar a day, than you are apart of the 1% richest people in the world. We are the real 1% whether we would like to admit it or not.
I am all for standing up for what you believe in, but let us not forget how blessed we truly are, and how many would kill to be in our shoes. I hope that at some point we would all answer the call to help those in the "99" who are less fortunate than us.
That may have gotten a little heavy lol- until next time, use Good Knowledge.
After some communication with a "new reader" I have a topic in mind for this post, this topic is very relevant and controversial. I hope that political views or aspirations would not override the purpose of my writing. And to be honest, I don't like politics, I go out of my way to stay out of political confrontations. Usually nothing good comes from it.
With that being said, I would like to give some thoughts to the "occupy" issue. But not to the issue itself, just using something from it as an example to show how truly blessed we are.
For the record, if you want to sleep in a tent and all that, knock yourself out, although I'm sure theres other things you could be and probably should be doing.
Ok, now to the point. Many pictures surfaced surrounding these occupy events. The first-- a man with a sign saying "WE ARE THE 99%" representing those not in the 1% most wealthy in the United States. The next was a picture I saw on facebook a day later. It had a picture of starving African children and it read "THE REAL 99%". I was taken back by the picture, most people have been so desensitized by the media that this picture means relatively nothing to them. Or, people feel sad for a moment but below the picture is 'Michael's' status about the big game this weekend.
The reason this picture provoked me was because of my personal interaction with starving Africans, and yes they really do exist. In my time in Ethiopia, the poorest country in the world, I encountered many who were not guaranteed a meal a day, real starving people... and I had 3 bags of beef jerky in my suitcase. It puts things into perspective for me. One stat that was told to me which I will never forget and always humbles me is this. If you make more than "1" dollar a day, than you are apart of the 1% richest people in the world. We are the real 1% whether we would like to admit it or not.
I am all for standing up for what you believe in, but let us not forget how blessed we truly are, and how many would kill to be in our shoes. I hope that at some point we would all answer the call to help those in the "99" who are less fortunate than us.
That may have gotten a little heavy lol- until next time, use Good Knowledge.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
By Request Ive Returned
I was trying to think of something interesting to write about for my 5 followers to enjoy. But what I have become infatuated with.. (big word I know lol) is just all different genres of music and not only that but the process of making music. I have say, and many will hate, but first and foremost I always have and always will be a country boy, till I die. Now that that's out there we can hopefully move on-- but in all seriousness country just speaks to me, I used to hate when my Dad would play George Strait, Garth Brooks, Randy Travis (to name a few) growing up. But the sooner I accepted it the better life became. The thing I love about music is that it is adjustable. It can be what I want it to be.
Hip Hop is number 2. I have fallen in love with curren$y's music. I will say that because Matt liked it I was hesitant, but I have come around. The reason I like the music is because he is an artist who doesn't give a damn what the radio or anyone else thinks. He talks about his life, his passions and whatever else he wants, someone like that who doesn't sell out to achieve fame and fortune is refreshing. Nowadays its trendy to sacrifice your morals or beliefs to be someone your not or who you think everyone wants you to be.
The process of making music is so advanced I couldn't begin to explain it. But what I always say is that you cant hate on someone who makes music. Unless its Soulja Boi... then blast off. Hahah anyways, Theres something about creating music from scratch that is completely authentic and original that's gets me going I dunno.
That's all I got for now. Ill blog about San Diego when I get back, should be interesting.
Remember to use #goodknowledge.
Hip Hop is number 2. I have fallen in love with curren$y's music. I will say that because Matt liked it I was hesitant, but I have come around. The reason I like the music is because he is an artist who doesn't give a damn what the radio or anyone else thinks. He talks about his life, his passions and whatever else he wants, someone like that who doesn't sell out to achieve fame and fortune is refreshing. Nowadays its trendy to sacrifice your morals or beliefs to be someone your not or who you think everyone wants you to be.
The process of making music is so advanced I couldn't begin to explain it. But what I always say is that you cant hate on someone who makes music. Unless its Soulja Boi... then blast off. Hahah anyways, Theres something about creating music from scratch that is completely authentic and original that's gets me going I dunno.
That's all I got for now. Ill blog about San Diego when I get back, should be interesting.
Remember to use #goodknowledge.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
The thing is
If you still remember that this blog exists than thank you. I feel like I haven't done this in a while. So without anymore nonsense ill get right to it.
The thing is, Lately, I feel like I've been in a pretty good mood, if you ask my friends they'll probably tell you im an asshole. Which might at times be the case but for the most part im happy. I think im happy because im busy. And not like I have been doing chores all the time, because I do very little around the house except walk around with my shirt off and fake laugh at most things that are said by mom and pops. But im actually apart of some kinda exciting stuff. My boy Jake Slakey is doing his thing musically and to be honest, its really good. I gotta shout DP and Sam as well because they are a team, and they make some good music. So me and Joey are I guess you could say co-Managing/ Promoting them. Its really fun, and if we can get the ball rolling I think some good things could come from it. Also if Matt would ever breakdown for long enough to finish that screenplay then that would be tight. I just feel that from all the stuff we are trying to start somethings gonna pop. If you put enough friends together that are talented and creative, then something good is going to happen.
Also, im going to Africa in June for 2 weeks. Which is crazy to think about. But with God, anything is possible, so im not worried.
Anyways, shouts to Fraternity Lifestyle aka Frat Life clothing coming soon. Shouts to Jake and "SF".. The mixtapes called "The Release" coming in March. And shouts to our movie coming summer 2012.. hahahah. well see.
The thing is, Lately, I feel like I've been in a pretty good mood, if you ask my friends they'll probably tell you im an asshole. Which might at times be the case but for the most part im happy. I think im happy because im busy. And not like I have been doing chores all the time, because I do very little around the house except walk around with my shirt off and fake laugh at most things that are said by mom and pops. But im actually apart of some kinda exciting stuff. My boy Jake Slakey is doing his thing musically and to be honest, its really good. I gotta shout DP and Sam as well because they are a team, and they make some good music. So me and Joey are I guess you could say co-Managing/ Promoting them. Its really fun, and if we can get the ball rolling I think some good things could come from it. Also if Matt would ever breakdown for long enough to finish that screenplay then that would be tight. I just feel that from all the stuff we are trying to start somethings gonna pop. If you put enough friends together that are talented and creative, then something good is going to happen.
Also, im going to Africa in June for 2 weeks. Which is crazy to think about. But with God, anything is possible, so im not worried.
Anyways, shouts to Fraternity Lifestyle aka Frat Life clothing coming soon. Shouts to Jake and "SF".. The mixtapes called "The Release" coming in March. And shouts to our movie coming summer 2012.. hahahah. well see.
Friday, January 21, 2011
SCALPERS
When I first say Scalpers I immediately think of the great film "Inglorious Bastard's" and the scenes where the American Militia scalp the enemy Nazi soldiers. But, for this post ill hold off on the gore and talk about the other type of scalpers. The ones you may find at a sporting event or concert.
So the plan was to head down to Santa Cruz the other night to see Mac Miller, who is an up and coming young Caucasian Rapper. Anyways we are about to leave and Matty T tells me to call the Catalyst, where the show was at, to make sure that it wasn't 21 and over. I call and the lady answers the phone saying, "CATALYST, MAC MILLER SOLD OUT HOW CAN I HELP YOU?" by the way she wasn't yelling I just thought it would be easier to read. So I say, "REALLY?" and she, obviously easily irritated, says, "YEA!".. I then quickly hang up, for my own protection.
After hearing this news we realise we have a decision to make... Do we just stay home. Or do we try and buy from scalpers?
If your at home reading this and you think the story stops there you are mistaken. We made the drive, roughly an hour and a half down there. Listening to at least 25 Mac Miller songs, in hopes of warming up I guess.. and with Matt almost killing us twice. lmao. And... with his moms car putting out a smell that would kill most people within minutes, not us though. We were resilient.
Now in Santa Cruz we meet up with Matt F, we go to a Restaurant named "Burger" creative I know. I had the Hank Williams SR. burger. Delicious I may add. Go and try it. After we all kill our respective meals, Matt and Joey get seconds and we go back to Matt's place. Where we proceed to play about an hour of Nazi Zombies on Call of Duty. That was fun.
We then pile into Matt's moms car, with full stomachs and maybe some optimism. And head downtown to the Catalyst, on the ride there we reminisce about the good times we have had in Santa Cruz and me and Matt just mess with Collin.
So we park about a block away, If you knew Matt T and Joey.. they just don't have what it takes to talk to strangers, and they know this, so they sit in the car. So we gather the money, 20 bucks from each person and we had 5 people so with my geometric knowledge that adds to 100 buck. Matt F holds the money and me and Collin walk with him. Collin acting as the muscle of the group. (lol... imagine that) Anyways, we turn the corner and see that a small line is forming... its about 8pm and the doors open at 830.
Now if you have ever tried to spot a Scalper its not difficult, you look for the person who is not moving, and doesn't look like they would ever go to the respective event. So we see this black guy I ask if he's got tickets. He says no but this guy does, he points and walks us down to this Mexican guy in front of the entrance. Matt goes, "you got tickets?" he says, "yea, how many you need?" Matt says, "5" and the scalper goes, "that will be 200" Matt says, "40 a ticket?!!... wow how about 20?" the scalper says smugly, "good luck gettin in." He was playing hard ball.
We go back to the car a little shocked and discouraged. We tell Matty and Joe the news. They are surprised as well. After a few minutes of sitting there, talking about the girls in the car next to us, and messing with Collin again. We decide to take a walk. We stroll down to Barnes and Noble, really in hopes of finding a bathroom. Of course, for customers only. So we sit in those comfy chairs and Matt F reads us a story about Valentines Day. The book was at about 2nd grade reading level. It was humorous and painful. Once he finishes.. A homeless man abruptly walks in yelling, although his voice was gone so it was just annoying. Sounding like a dog trying to bark with a muzzle on. He was saying something about this being his store. We all hold back laughter, except for Joe, who literally laughs out loud (lol).
We bounce from there and muster up the confidence to try again. Were telling ourselves that we didn't come out here for nothing and all that crap. So we ask a couple random people if they have tickets. They all say no. I guess our scalper spotting skills were off. At this point we work our way back to the same guy to try and work him down, its about 915 at this time and the opening act has begun. Some guy named "Veggies" who knows. Now we walk up and get offered tickets from 2 random people, but they only had 2 tickets total and we had 5 people, so we declined. As we head up to the main scalper some guys yells out "I got a ticket"..."30 bucks" I immediately am like well take it. Now the head scalper is like "35".. to the guy. In hopes to have some sort of a monopoly over the tickets. Pretty smart when you think about it.
The scalper is finally like alright, 35 each. Which is, when you think about it is almost 3 times profit. They were 12 dollars presale. We agree, hit the ATM and gather some cash, and buy the tickets. We all walk in, feeling successful. Like we finally made it.
Once inside, we posted against the back wall and listened to the last songs from the Veggie guy. Who needs a new name and new songs IMHO. He wraps up around 945. Then the DJ plays music for about an hour and 15 minutes. I guess Mac Miller was late, but it was his show so he can do what he wants, and it was his birthday as well, which was cool.
All in all a good show, and with the amount of Mary Jane/ Medication being released into the air, a building wide contact high was shared.
Cheers.
So the plan was to head down to Santa Cruz the other night to see Mac Miller, who is an up and coming young Caucasian Rapper. Anyways we are about to leave and Matty T tells me to call the Catalyst, where the show was at, to make sure that it wasn't 21 and over. I call and the lady answers the phone saying, "CATALYST, MAC MILLER SOLD OUT HOW CAN I HELP YOU?" by the way she wasn't yelling I just thought it would be easier to read. So I say, "REALLY?" and she, obviously easily irritated, says, "YEA!".. I then quickly hang up, for my own protection.
After hearing this news we realise we have a decision to make... Do we just stay home. Or do we try and buy from scalpers?
If your at home reading this and you think the story stops there you are mistaken. We made the drive, roughly an hour and a half down there. Listening to at least 25 Mac Miller songs, in hopes of warming up I guess.. and with Matt almost killing us twice. lmao. And... with his moms car putting out a smell that would kill most people within minutes, not us though. We were resilient.
Now in Santa Cruz we meet up with Matt F, we go to a Restaurant named "Burger" creative I know. I had the Hank Williams SR. burger. Delicious I may add. Go and try it. After we all kill our respective meals, Matt and Joey get seconds and we go back to Matt's place. Where we proceed to play about an hour of Nazi Zombies on Call of Duty. That was fun.
We then pile into Matt's moms car, with full stomachs and maybe some optimism. And head downtown to the Catalyst, on the ride there we reminisce about the good times we have had in Santa Cruz and me and Matt just mess with Collin.
So we park about a block away, If you knew Matt T and Joey.. they just don't have what it takes to talk to strangers, and they know this, so they sit in the car. So we gather the money, 20 bucks from each person and we had 5 people so with my geometric knowledge that adds to 100 buck. Matt F holds the money and me and Collin walk with him. Collin acting as the muscle of the group. (lol... imagine that) Anyways, we turn the corner and see that a small line is forming... its about 8pm and the doors open at 830.
Now if you have ever tried to spot a Scalper its not difficult, you look for the person who is not moving, and doesn't look like they would ever go to the respective event. So we see this black guy I ask if he's got tickets. He says no but this guy does, he points and walks us down to this Mexican guy in front of the entrance. Matt goes, "you got tickets?" he says, "yea, how many you need?" Matt says, "5" and the scalper goes, "that will be 200" Matt says, "40 a ticket?!!... wow how about 20?" the scalper says smugly, "good luck gettin in." He was playing hard ball.
We go back to the car a little shocked and discouraged. We tell Matty and Joe the news. They are surprised as well. After a few minutes of sitting there, talking about the girls in the car next to us, and messing with Collin again. We decide to take a walk. We stroll down to Barnes and Noble, really in hopes of finding a bathroom. Of course, for customers only. So we sit in those comfy chairs and Matt F reads us a story about Valentines Day. The book was at about 2nd grade reading level. It was humorous and painful. Once he finishes.. A homeless man abruptly walks in yelling, although his voice was gone so it was just annoying. Sounding like a dog trying to bark with a muzzle on. He was saying something about this being his store. We all hold back laughter, except for Joe, who literally laughs out loud (lol).
We bounce from there and muster up the confidence to try again. Were telling ourselves that we didn't come out here for nothing and all that crap. So we ask a couple random people if they have tickets. They all say no. I guess our scalper spotting skills were off. At this point we work our way back to the same guy to try and work him down, its about 915 at this time and the opening act has begun. Some guy named "Veggies" who knows. Now we walk up and get offered tickets from 2 random people, but they only had 2 tickets total and we had 5 people, so we declined. As we head up to the main scalper some guys yells out "I got a ticket"..."30 bucks" I immediately am like well take it. Now the head scalper is like "35".. to the guy. In hopes to have some sort of a monopoly over the tickets. Pretty smart when you think about it.
The scalper is finally like alright, 35 each. Which is, when you think about it is almost 3 times profit. They were 12 dollars presale. We agree, hit the ATM and gather some cash, and buy the tickets. We all walk in, feeling successful. Like we finally made it.
Once inside, we posted against the back wall and listened to the last songs from the Veggie guy. Who needs a new name and new songs IMHO. He wraps up around 945. Then the DJ plays music for about an hour and 15 minutes. I guess Mac Miller was late, but it was his show so he can do what he wants, and it was his birthday as well, which was cool.
All in all a good show, and with the amount of Mary Jane/ Medication being released into the air, a building wide contact high was shared.
Cheers.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Welcome Back.... Shane.
Hello all. If your still checking my blog. And if you are, I'm sorry I have been... how to say it. Ill go with absent. Or maybe I was just on a winter break. Yea the second one sounds better. None the less I am back bringing you mindless babble to entertain whoever might stop by for a quick read.
It is the new year... well its the 3rd now, and the country's 3 day hangover has passed and the rose bowl is history, TCU played a great game for those who tuned in. And finally 2010 is over. I shouldn't say finally, it wasn't that bad, just not that good. So as I type, I try to think about how 11' will be. This will be a big year for me. God willing ill transfer to CSU LA later this year and ill be 21, which will be cool, because now I can win the world series of poker........ Haha. Seriously tho.
So I guess now is the time to make a resolution, everyone always says I wanna lose 10 pounds. Which I guess would be cool, but that's not it. Or eat right, but I'm 20. And Taco Bell is really good. Anyways, Ive decided that my resolution will be live life with an attitude that in whatever I do, school or what not, that I will not skate by, or fog a mirror as my mother would say. But to actually put 100% of my ability into my responsibilities. Now whether I go through will have to be seen, but at least I got something down on paper. Or a blog.
Until next time. Cheers.
It is the new year... well its the 3rd now, and the country's 3 day hangover has passed and the rose bowl is history, TCU played a great game for those who tuned in. And finally 2010 is over. I shouldn't say finally, it wasn't that bad, just not that good. So as I type, I try to think about how 11' will be. This will be a big year for me. God willing ill transfer to CSU LA later this year and ill be 21, which will be cool, because now I can win the world series of poker........ Haha. Seriously tho.
So I guess now is the time to make a resolution, everyone always says I wanna lose 10 pounds. Which I guess would be cool, but that's not it. Or eat right, but I'm 20. And Taco Bell is really good. Anyways, Ive decided that my resolution will be live life with an attitude that in whatever I do, school or what not, that I will not skate by, or fog a mirror as my mother would say. But to actually put 100% of my ability into my responsibilities. Now whether I go through will have to be seen, but at least I got something down on paper. Or a blog.
Until next time. Cheers.
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