Wisdom

I was brought back into this world of blogging by request. This person who called upon me, a blogging competitor and an old acquaintance of mine asked me to dabble back into this world of words and against my better judgement I obliged. What could it hurt right?? lol. Oh, and this person will have to remain unnamed, for the simple fact that if I direct you to their blog, my words of "Knowledge" will know longer do you any service. Call me selfish if you'd like.

Now to the question.

If you could change one thing, what would it be?

If I could change one thing.... I thought about this for a number of minutes, and many seemingly tangible thoughts came running into my head. I would change my car, the amount of money in my wallet, change the house I live in, stuff like that. But what good does that do anyone anyways. Material possessions never truly satisfy us, because enough is never really enough.

After a bit of reflection I feel led to talk about a story I learned in church as a young lad. Its found in 1 Kings 3, and it has to do with the biblical character Solomon. Ill save you all the verse by verse breakdown and tell you what stands out to me.  Solomon, son of King David, had married the Pharaoh king of Egypt's daughter was burning offerings to the Lord.  The Lord then appeared to Solomon and asked him "What shall I give you"?  This right here really trips me out, because God, (God of everything), says to a basic human being 'ask me for anything and you got it.' Wow, just wow. Let me continue, Solomon in response, and in more words than this asks God for Wisdom.

'Wisdom'. The ability to discern or judge what is true, right, or lasting; insight.

I recall over the years getting certain compliments, mostly from elderly people like my Nana who would say something along the lines of, "Shane-o, you are wise beyond your years." I would say thanks Nan' and keep it moving, never realizing what a compliment that truly is. When did being wise become so boring. They say ignorance is bliss, but wisdom is knowledge, and knowledge is truly power. (which I guess makes "Good Knowledge" power, just saying)

So for me, for my change, ill throw away what I think I know and ill take that wisdom stuff. Not the whole I'm going to sit in a big red chair by the fire and read books and tell everyone they're wrong wisdom. I want the ability to know what is true and right and lasting, that sounds good to me.

In case you were wondering here's how it turned out.....

¹⁰ It pleased the Lord that Solomon had asked this. ¹¹ And God said to him, “Because you have asked this, and have not asked for yourself long life or riches or the life of your enemies, but have asked for yourself understanding to discern what is right, ¹² behold, I now do according to your word. Behold, I give you a wise and discerning mind, so that none like you has been before you and none like you shall arise after you. ¹³ I give you also what you have not asked, both riches and honor, so that no other king shall compare with you, all your days. ¹⁴ And if you will walk in my ways, keeping my statutes and my commandments, as your father David walked, then I will lengthen your days.”

Nice work Solomon, nice work.

Until next time, use Good Knowledge.... and pray for Wisdom.

Joy

Learn to find Joy in all things....

"Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds" -James 1:2

What has been given cannot be taken away, praise God for that.

Thats all, feel free to crack a smile or two. Cheers.

Up late

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

The Best Speech Ever. Jim Valvano. Enjoy.

Update.

I know I suck right now.  My lifes been moderately busy with school, work and most importantly 12 hours of sleep a night.  I'm kidding, but seriously.

Ive got some stuff ready just not enough time to do it justice.  So I will when I get a moment, until then enjoy this..

The Lights

Hello again.  I haven't posted in a while. For a couple of reasons, one, I have been slightly busy and thanksgiving took its toll.  Second, I have been at a loss for a good topic to write about but last night I think I found one.  Story time.

So last night were on our way back from Washington HS in Fremont where we watched the boys varsity team dismantle a much weaker team from LA whose coach probably had some serious anger issues, and high blood pressure. but enough about that.

Were driving on the freeway, I'm in Joeys Car and Collins driving DJ in his car, so were listening to J Cole, who for those who don't know is very talented, my favorite rapper out right now, but I digress.  So Collin passes us and on the exit to redwood road gets pulled over.  DJ texts me saying "hahaha Collin got blurped." So as we drive by I yell "FREE COLLIN" the chp looks over at me, and I quickly rolled up the window in fear.

As we meet up shortly after Collin tells the story and talks about how nervous he was and that makes me think about the times I've been pulled over in the past...

After a brief trip down memory lane I can remember off the top of my head being pulled over 5 times.  I know its a lot, don't judge me.  And only 1 ticket, as I jinx myself.  But what gets me every time you see those lights is the feeling of: stomach drops, heart races, and of course you just say damn, this blows.

Ill mention a few times I've been "gunned down" first, id had my license for only a short time I was coming home from the doc, and I was doing 58 in a 35.  I basically peed myself I was so nervous that the cop gave me 50 which prolly shave about 100 bucks off so ill take it. 

Another time was when we took my buddy Sean's quads for a ride around town, his neighbor called the cops.  Me and Flem tried to convince the cop they were street legal.  To no avail naturally.  He said, do you see a license plate? I said no, good point, and we walked them home.  Thankfully no ticket again.

So, in conclusion.  Whether its speeding or driving your quads around town, use good knowledge.

Well

Well I have been doing some thinking lately and have decided there are 2 things I want to do.  I mean there are actually a lot of things I want to do but many of which aren't feasible at this current juncture. 

But the two things are... one: write a screenplay. And two: run a marathon or half marathon.

As for the screenplay it is something I have wanted to do for sometime but due to the fact that my co-writer/ friend/ fellow blogger, Matt Thompson has time management issues... the writing process has unfortunately been delayed, months.

Now to the marathon or half marathon, I dunno why but I have become kind of into running now.  Before it was always punishment but now that I longer play sports its not so bad.  I figure a half marathon would be best to start with, because I don't want to go big and die on mile 23 or something.

But as for now nothings changed, ill keep you posted.

Inspirational

I was sitting in my room watching TV and I flipped over to ESPN Classic.  I was surprised to see a man by the name of Kyle Maynard, who has no arms or legs, doing something I didn't know was possible... He was Wrestling.  And winning.  Kyle wrestled through high school at if I remember right at 103 pounds.  It was absolutely crazy to watch, he was choking people out and taking people down and just truly competing. 

After high school he began training to become a mixed martial artist, and also began looking for a fight.  He faced much criticism, from not only Internet bloggers but UFC President Dana White.  Who said basically that it was an "F-ing joke" that a guy who was disabled would try to fight. So kyle trys to get an opponent to fight him and one guy drops out, and Kyle says during the documentary that he realises that its basically a lose-lose situation for whoever fights him. That if he loses then your the person who beat up a guy with no limbs, and if he wins then your the guy that lost to a guy with no limbs.  So after tons of training and waiting he gets an opponent.  Some dude from nowhere Wisconsin.

On the documentary they show you the fight and it would be tough to describe, but for the entire fight kyle keeps pushing, dodging punches and trying to take the other guy down. He loses by decision after 3 rounds 30-27.  But he says for him it wasn't about the win or loss it was about doing something that no one thought he could do, and how he overcame the odds and showed the doubters and haters he could persevere past his disabilities.

It was a really well done show by ESPN, I thought it was pretty cool and I encourage you all to watch it.

Finally #1

If you dont know what I'm talking about.

THE SF GIANTS ARE WORLD SERIES CHAMPS!!

MAYBE I SHOULD DO THE REST OF THIS BLOG IN CAPS JUST FOR EMPHASIS.
ok maybe not.

I really just cant believe it. A team that many thought wouldn't make the playoffs, actually won the world series. I know everyone will say they are true giants fans, but if you know me you know how much I have, and always will love the Giants.  I remember growing up and always hearing crap about the Giants and how they suck and how the A's are better. But I stuck with them all those years of poor seasons and questionable moves.  But that's what being a true fan is all about.  Anyone can jump on a wagon. Anyone can be a fair weather fan.  But to those who have been a true fan for years. This is something special. I listen to the radio and to hear old guys who have followed the team for 50+ years be just overjoyed that their team. The Giants. Finally did it. And did it in dominating fashion led by a group of young pitching and some timely hitting. Also to also see what it has done to the bay area. This place is lit up! I'm stealing this from FP, but people no matter how bad things may be going, people have something to be happy about. It really is a feel good story, its just awesome.

The team never had an elimination game. They Beat the best the league had to offer. And say what you want but playoffs don't lie. I could go on forever but I would get carpel tunnel. I leave you with this.

Through the ups and downs. The Good and the bad. The team that knew how to win. And wanted it the most came out on top.

A year ill never forget.  Thanks Giants.

My First Ride Along

Hello again faithful followers, whoever you are.  On Saturday I had my first ride along for my EMT class.  It was a fun experience where I learned some things and got some good sleep.  And made a minimal affect on a few people. Here's a little outlook on my day.

7:15- wake up and get ready
8:15- arrive at AMR head quarters and check in
8:45- we finish getting the Ambulance ready and we roll out
9-10- we sit on some street in San Leandro waiting to be called or transferred.. I briefly fall asleep
10:05- we leave to be posted in Newark
10:30 to 11:35- We sit in front of a Starbucks and I fall asleep in the back of the ambulance.. great nap by the way
11:40- time for our first call, so we smash over to Newark Memorial High School, where we find a girl who ate a weed brownie and passed out. We get her in the ambulance and the paramedic in the back Angie says that if she doesn't start talking the people at the hospital will poke her with needles until she says whats wrong so then she shouts out moments after that her name is Paula, I thought that was funny so I turned my head and tried not to laugh. She went to the hospital and to the best of my knowledge was fine.  but as we came back later we saw her talking to her mom.. lord knows how that convo went
12:45- We post at a different Starbucks in what I think was union city, just as I am falling asleep a call comes in to go to a Elderly Living community, we arrive there and see fire is already assessing this older man, we find out shortly that he passed out and had 3 seizures. He was very combative, cursing constantly at us when we tried to help him onto the stretcher. Thank god one of the nurses talks him into going.  We take him to the hospital, we have him sign off that we transported him. He complains for 5 minutes about how were trying to pull a fast one on him.  Eventually he signs. Thank God.
1:45- We post at a Chipotle. I eat in the back of the ambulance. In retrospect. A terrible decision. I fall asleep again, get woken up by sirens as we go to a Home Depot. Where there is a 300 plus pound man laid out on the floor, and restrained by the police as he got caught shoplifting, so we put his heavy ass on the backboard, it took 4 ppl.  He is unresponsive, and on the way to the hospital he looks up at me.  I stare back and say, "hows it going"? he pauses, puts his hands up shrugging his shoulders and passes back out. I try and hold my laughter, but i couldn't so I do the old school cough laugh to try and hide it.
4:00- We post at an In-n-out. I didn't eat, still full from the Chipotle. So i play a little tetris on my phone.  Take a nap. And eat some gold-fish I found in my backpack.  Then we get what happens to be our last call of the day. We go to union city Bart where a lady drove her car across 3 lanes, hopped a curb and smashed into a parked car.  We find out shortly that her blood sugar was 40, super low for anyone. Especially a diabetic.  We transport her giving her a ridiculously large amount of sugar. By the time we get to the ER she wont shut up shes on such a sugar high. The paramedic and her are discussing there favorite bottles of wine. They ask me for my thoughts and I tell them I'm 20, what do I know about wine. The lady got a real kick out of it for some reason. But I've never been a guy who didn't mind a good audience. We take her in, she was very thankful. And high on sugar. Which helped I guess.

All in all a great experience, and some great on the job experience, the 12 hours flew by. The naps prolly helped.

Last 3 Years

Like most of my posts I don't really know where this post is headed I just kinda type and it figures itself out.  But Anyways, were sitting at Twons house watching "The Wrestler" an underrated movie by the way. And someone.. I forget who, says, "What if these last 3 years were all a dream?" Collin takes my usual line saying that's an idea for a movie.  And Justin says that's already a movie, its called Click, starring Adam Sandler. Everyone laughs, that understands the joke. That's his go-to line if you didn't know.  But anyways, after that we all start saying what we would have done differently, DJ says he would have went to college.  D-Flo said he wouldn't have joined a band. Etc. But really thinking about that makes me think about the decisions I have made and the things I wish I would have or should have or could have done.  But honestly sitting here now I know you cant live like that.  Whats done is done, a line that I use I cant remember who I stole it from is, "Hindsight is 20/20"... and its really true.  So what I guess I'm trying to say is that you cant live in the past, and if you've screwed up, well learn from your mistakes, persevere, and try and be a better person everyday.  Just writing this made me think of a quote.. I pulled up the clip its one of my favorites.

From The Last "Rocky".. great movie btw... He's talking to his son and he says, "It's not how hard you can hit, its about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward."

Don't know why I threw that in there, just seemed appropriate.  And its Rocky... haha.

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I didn't title this post because I'm not really sure what this post is going to be about.  I guess I can update you on a few things that are going on that I believe to have some relevance.  First, and most importantly the Giants are going to the playoffs!!! Mike you owe me $20... I would give you my thoughts on the 25 man roster but I would like my 4 followers to continue visiting on occasion. So I will refrain.  Second, Yesterday was my Birthday. Big 2-0. Its the same as 19 I'm just a decade away from 30 now, and a lot closer to having to be a productive member of society.  Which I really cant wait for. (sarcasm)... Third, I got a truck. And Shes a runner. After much deliberation I have named her.. "The Great White Hope". Btw if you haven't named your car or bike or scooter or however you get from A to B. I encourage it.  But yea, its an 86' Ford F250 Diesel.  With a considerable amount of rust that I hope to deal with.  Besides that I'm just living. Ill try not to bring so much excitement next time.

Used Car Shopping

So. I guess im on a once a week posting schedule now.  You could call me lazy, but when you have so much material crammed in your head, it takes time to find the words worthy for the official "Good Knowledge" blog.  But, enough of about that.

Roughly two weeks ago I was on my way home from freshman football practice, where I spending evenings molding young minds and making kids do push ups.  Entertaining and Fulfilling I know.  But as I left the school and made the treck up the hill and onto my street, I turned the wheel to the left and put the car in reverse to back into my driveway, as I usually do.  Suddenly, a loud noise, almost like a whining sound came from beneath the hood and in reverse my car began to roll down the street.  Long story short, my transmission went out, making my car, next to useless.

So now with a car which will need 2,000 dollars plus of repairs, my parents decided a used car would be the best bet.  Now I have thought of a comparison to describe my feelings about buying a used car...

And I quote myself..

"Buying a used car is like picking out a goldfish, you want something that will look good, but wont die when you bring it home."

So its safe to say im on the hunt.  With little money and low standards.

San Diego...

So... this morning we flew home from San Diego where we spent the last 3ish days.  Today was a day which consisted of some good old R and R.  But don't worry I have bounced back, well somewhat, but I figured that a trip like this needs to be shared with the world or at least with the 1 or hopefully 2 people who will read this.

I don't know exactly how to do this trip the justice that it truly deserves, so in an attempt to paint a picture I will list some of the moments off of the top of my head that I feel are memorable, and that were absolutely hilarious. Enjoy.

Some of these may not make a whole lot of sense ill do my best to explain.

-At the airport on 9/11 running through scenarios about what we would do to take out a terrorist
-Brian through out the trip telling us how much he hates bro's (or so-cal d-bags)
-Twon yelling Andrew!
-Everyone yelling He went to Bosques!
-The German Girl (aka Rm. 402) (I love her btw)
-The C-Blocking incident....
-The pass out position
-Daddy long legs or Lsquared or just Long Legs 
-Saying 309 at the Dip
-Alberta Taco
-Andrew saying how moist and tender the chicken is and Matty calling him gay
-Emily continuously yelling White Power
-The Shot Pump
-The Fountain
-Danny's air Mattress by the door
-Sunday morning me yelling Good Morning to this really hott chick as she walked by and her being really surprised
-7/11
-Getting a plain doughnut for some reason and it being absolutely awful
-Sitting at the bus stop staring at this black lady while I ask Matt if he would give me 10 dollars to hit on her
-Emily driving to BJ's and almost killing me and mike like 4 times
-The blender
-Yelling at Frat Fags
-Me Saying "what up" 3 times as we passed sorority's
-Mike carrying Dannys air Mattress up the stairs
-The Trash in the Elevator
-Matt making (4-6) Quarters in the shot glass at Chili's and watching the manager get pissed
-The Host at Chili's (i know this is veg but she was something else lol)
-Danny ordering and asking literally 13 questions
-Matt holding his Ipod on his shoulder like a boom box, and Collin doing his gangster walk
-The Kitchen Bed... Brian.
-Matt and Matt ripping ass all night on the massive bean bag
-The lady at McDonald's who charged me 80 extra cents and how that's a crime
-Collins face at 5 am

... well. That's all I have for now if I think of any more ill put them up. Cheers.