;-) - thats a winky face I think

I haven't written in this blog in a while, a real honest post, for that matter.

But I guess I can touch up on my life and document it now before I delete this blog. I'm going to buy a real journal.

Nah, forget it.

More shit I don't like:

Williams Center food
the smell of my room
my roommate
bad manners
jerks who park in the Hendrix lot when they aren't supposed to
finding a place to live (thank goodness its over)
paying bills and car insurance
attempting to find a job
people who suck at guitar
Wonderwall
Animal Collective and Broken Social Scene
Everything listed in the same genre as Coheed and Cambria and Hawthorne Heights
Gym Class Heroes/Cute is What We Aim For/shit
separate checks in restaurants
that rip in my hiking boots
having cold feet


and also, last night i woke up at 330 covered in sweat for no reason

Pet Peeves!

Cold breakfast syrup (disgusting.)
White baseball hats
Homework!
People that are too loud
Bands that don't have fun/suck when performing
spiked hair
white kids with dreadlocks
myspacers/scene kids
the smell of ramen noodles cooked in a microwave
slurpy eaters

Nah, I'll be here in this dorm until the end of the semester

Hope?

I may have a shot at getting out of my room...

I went to see Bishop Allen on campus for free today. They played great, I bought a shirt and an ep. I shouldn't drop anymore money like this... I have a 250 dollar charge still left on my account to complete my meal plan. This would leave me with around 500 dollars for the rest of the semester. Take off an automatic 200 for gas, and that leaves 300. In November I'll have to pay car insurance for a month or so. Take off another 250. This leaves me with 50 dollars spending cash for the rest of the semester.

Oh dear.

I can only hope for some birthday cash at the end of next month.

Oh, the room. At the concert I saw Pat, a guy in my public speaking class, and his girlfriend Sarah, who's in my Moons and Planets class. Something I said brought up roommates, I'm complaining about Tim all the time anyways, but Pat mentioned that he needs a roommate ASAP or he'll be assigned one or be forced to pay for a single. This gives me a chance to move in and get out of Hendrix. The only drawback of Grissom is that it is a freshmen dorm AND all male. This is a bad thing, very bad. I like all my hallmates, but i don't know if I could take another month of sitting in a room with someone who won't say a word to me. Today - not a word. No acknowledgment whatsoever. I told him it was okay to turn off a lamp when I was reading and he wanted to sleep. I received no verbal response, only the clicking of the switch and me being left in the dark, no longer able to read.

I had an idea for a painting, where I'd have a very narrow cross-section of a pond. I want to draw this out and eventually watercolor it with browns and greens, getting something like those old Frog and Toad story illustrations. I'll have to pitch the animal drawing idea to Art Forum on Tuesday. There's many things I have to do in between now and then, though.

I have to work and devise a math project, I have to write a short paper on sound editing, I have to think of an idea for my speech *which I would not like to do on television, nor really work with the guy*, the inevitable spanish assignments, a Moons and Planets review sheet and extra credit, and a radio show.

This weekend I attended the radio lock-in in order to familiarize myself with the rest of the crew and the station itself. I love the station, the equipment is fabulous, but the club seems kinda cliquey? This is probably only because of the fact that I'm new and still don't know anyone, but I couldn't help from recieving a very snobby, phony attitude coming from many people there. Whether it came from the music directors arguing the difference between pop and rock, or the incredibly rude comment that a kid with a bone disease made about the correction of my use of the term record, I'm not very comfortable with the people there. I learned no one's name, and nobody really introduced themselves to me.

Argh. Today I thought once again of ending my college career after this semester. I'm uncertain on so many things in life right now. Job? College? Family Affairs? Independence? Upon other personal things. I'm wondering if I can't just make up a demo and send it to some agencies or radio stations for a production job. Maybe I should just move home and get my own place?

If you heard the big news, there's a new radiohead cd coming out in ten days on the internet only. Apparently, the band is releasing it themselves, and being the kings of music they are, they will also be releasing it UK-Only on record AND cd in a "DISCOBOX" sometime in December. Pretty neat when you think about it.

My lamp burned out, otherwise I'd be painting right now. I woke up around 2 pm today and 12 hours later I'm not so tired. Maybe I can get away with a couple hours' nap until morning and my hike clear across campus to Spanish.





This monotony is killing me already.






I'm going home in a week and a half to see my brother, family, and Erinn on the way back. I need out. I need sometime without assimilation.

Some Facts

I always require breakfast in the morning, no matter how meager it may be.
I can play two musical instruments pretty well.
I bought a mandolin with my money for my 18th birthday.
I have a huge case of "that guy" avoidance
I broke my space bar on my computer with a pair of scissors
I have a twin brother, who I talk to the most out of anyone I know
I don't keep in close contacts with my friends from my high school when I'm away
I'm an eagle scout
I've been to three different schools in the past three years
I can edit audio on a computer
I am slow at meeting people in certain situations
College doesn't thrill me
I can swim well...just enough
As a kid I swam, played racquetball, baseball, all non competitively
I played no sports in Middle School
In 9th grade I joined Debate Club, Computer Club, Drama Club, and Photography Club, and I stuck with none of them.
I never exercised my artistic abilities enough to develop as an artist in High School. I'm now involved in Art Forum.
I'm unsure of my major, and I may choose to minor in art.
I'll be in college forever
I've always wanted to be in a rock band
As a kid, my favorite kind of cheese was swiss
Cigarettes are cool, but I don't smoke
I know more about Nature than most people in my major at my age
I've worked as a camp counselor since I was 14, and kept some sort of a job since then.
I'm currently unemployed, and not putting much effort in looking for a job.
I have received one traffic ticket and pleaded guilty in my knee socks.
Fredonia nickels and dimes me on many things, and I have refused to pay them. According to the school, I owe them over a hundred dollars in useless fees.
I do not enjoy living in a box with a kid I cannot relate to and doesn't speak english well.
My favorite movies are Back to the Future, the Good the Bad and the Ugly, the Royal Tenenbaums, Oh Brother Where Art Thou, and the Big Lebowski
The first cd I ever bought with my own money was Sum 41's All Killer No Filler
I waited until everyone I knew had either a cellphone or Ipod before buying it myself
My favorite color is green
Most of my clothing is blue
I need new sneakers
I can skateboard, but not well. I haven't skated much since I fell down on the sidewalk on a tuft of grass
I have two posters in my room; one of Edward Hopper's Nighthawks and the other a Back to the Future movie poster
I've been reading Hidden Faces by Salvador Dali for over a year
I know more about the radio than you do
I listen to mostly public radio at home
I often buy records, and end up just giving them to my brother. I haven't a turntable.
I currently hold about 5 different career certifications in my wallet
I caused a car accident three days after I got my license
Most of my clothing at one time came from the Salvation Army. Recently I've been buying clothing with my own taste in stores at the mall. I've warmed up to the Gap.
As a kid, I used to hate the Gap.
I grew up in New York, moved to Iowa during my childhood, and moved back to New York 3 years later. This caused me to become a completely new person.
I consider myself more mature than I was my first year of college.
I feel stripped of my independence while living in a dorm on a meal plan.
I won't be able to move out on my own until at least next semester.
Of the music I listen to now, much of it came from my Dad's stereo in the mid-90s.
My favorite house I ever lived in was my house in Iowa.
I miss Maggie
I haven't gone fishing with my Dad or watched Nascar since I was in middle school.
During the summer, my job sometimes gets too busy to enjoy all that I have access to.
Most of my friends watched too much Nickelodeon as a kid
I had a nasty Pog collection
I've never been a fan of screamo or Limp Bizkit
I've never been a fan of Abercrombie and Fitch, red and orange pants, or the "fag wave" *hair flip* from my Middle School Career
I wore braces for 4 years or more
My favorite foods include apple cider
Fall is my favorite season
My birthday is three days before Halloween, they've often been celebrated together
I envy my brother's steady approach to school and work
I'm involved in a long-distance relationship, something I'm not liking getting used to.
The Counting Crows first album holds more memories of my childhood than you could imagine.
In the past two days, I have read over 200 pages in a Jonathon Franzen novel I bought because of an episode of the Simpsons
I have been taking Spanish classes since Middle School, and I still dislike the language
I went through a huge Bob Dylan phase in my freshmen year of college.
Its about 80 degrees in my room right now
the Legend of Zelda is the greatest video game series ever
Super Mario RPG is my favorite game for the Super Nintendo
I have never owned anything Playstation
At one point in time, most of my pants were khakis. I currently do not wear them unless I have to dress up, and thats still a stretch.
I own a pair of wingtip dress shoes that I bought at a Salvation Army
I looked up to Greg's older brother Russell when I was in high school
Both cars I have ever owned have been blue Hondas
I did not celebrate my 19th birthday, and barely my 18th
I never went to my high school's proms
I do not understand Physics or Chemistry
My birthmark is under my chin, and has disappeared
I have gotten stitches three times, but never broken a bone
I would like to go back to Iowa, and to Illinois, to tromp around the woods in Camp Eastman
I have been involved with scouts since 3rd grade
I watch what I eat
I am underweight and very skinny, which i do not like
I don't exercise enough
I hate the dentist and orthodontist and have purposely avoided appointments
I have deleted all the webjournals I have ever kept
I kept a real journal during my freshmen year at Cortland. It makes me the most miserable reading it than any else I have ever read.
I read Atlas Shrugged because it was the largest book I could find with a plot in the bookstore
There's nothing to do in Fredonia; Fredonia needs a bookstore
Last year at home was the most therapeutic and happiest years I have had since high school
I rarely fall asleep before 2 am

When I was a kid, I never realized how much I would hold on to things.

Apple Cinnamon Cheerios always remind me of being a kid. A little kid. 3 or 4 years old? Nursery school, for crissakes. Wonderland!

I just got back from the supermarket and picked some up. Delicious. Maybe that's where my job will be? I gotta get crackin' on that...as soon as I settle the deal with the 75 dollars in parking tickets some cops gave me. Fuck that jazz, turn down my appeal? I'm gonna go stomp their faces in tomorrow. This bullshit has gone on too long. The Student Accounts office and I don't like each other.

Today was tuesday...hella busy. It looks like I may have to switch my radio show to a different day, as to loosen up my schedule a bit and make room for homework time (which in the past two days has been FRANZOWNED).

I didn't fare too well on my Moons and Planets homework. There's another assignment due next week, and a test after that. Great. Nothing like shooting in the dark at something you're quite positive will come into your life and eat your GPA.

Who cares about much you can bench press? No, really, who? Do I? Will you ever use that knowledge to get under a car to save a baby? No. Fuck that, who cares. If you brag about how much you can bench press, please, do yourself a favor and put a shirt on.

I miss being home and supporting myself. These thoughts frequent me late at night. Fuck Moons and Planets. I'm fairly certain I don't need to take any more Spanish in my life. I already know how to Publicly Speak. I sometimes wonder if I should just get into the real world with my own place and own job and own cat and own life.

I've been doing well at adjusting to college life again. I can say that the adjustments this year have going smoothly, but I still miss being home. I feel like now that I'm back in college I've been almost stripped of my independence. Maybe I really do want to be in radio production? I miss my internship at Albany Broadcasting. I think that I should contact Jon Bailey and Steve and see whats up and how their work is going.

I went through this same wave of thought the last time I wrote in this. I talked with Chris Allen about what he did after college and what he's doing now. He edits on tv and whatnot. I'll have to shape my major around my interests. I think I'll switch back to Radio and Audio. Why not? If its something I like, why not go back to it? I'll have to speak to my adviser eventually. Whoever that is.


This weekend was okay. On Friday I stayed in and played 3 long games of Pictionary with my suitemates. I drank a slug of whiskey that went down like paint thinner.
On Saturday I drove to Buffalo with Nick to buy some books. I'm continuing my progress with Hidden Faces and bought a book by Franzen. Afterwards, I sat around. I called up Matt, a kid in a couple of my classes. Nick and I went to his place in town, sat on the roof for a breif moment while his housemates smoked pot. We went in and I jammed with him on guitar, he played drums. We ended up going to some girls house for a get together. Nick and I each stole one beer and in a jerk-move, left the party for the search for pizza.
Today I woke up sick. Thanks, Tim. I spent the whole day napping. On times when I was awake, I didn't speak to Tim. He sat in the room all day on his computer. I said two things to him, "thanks", when he opened the door for me once, and, "hey tim", when I saw him outside on the way out to the Starbucks to buy a hot chai.

Tonight I constructed a playlist from my IPOD's music:

Red Right Ankle by the Decemberists
Me and My Friend by Julie Doiron
Make Me a Pallet on Your Floor by Mississippi John Hurt
After the Gold Rush by Neil Young
Comin' Around by Shotgun and Jaybird
God by Apollo Sunshine
Eyes on the Prize by M. Ward
Skating by Vince Guaraldi
He' a Mighty Good Leader by Beck
The Stars Shine in the Sky Tonight by Eels
Brokedown Place by the Grateful Dead
Raining in Baltimore by Counting Crows
Nick Drake Tape by Clem Snide
Please Tell My Mother by Golden Smog (Jeff Tweedy)

This is one of the better mixes I have ever made. At some point it might manifest itself as a radio show. My radio show will be Tuesdays from six to seven. I'll try recording it and posting it on here, if that works. Tuesday is my favorite day of the week. Although, it is also the most busy. At 11 til 12:15 is Moons and Planets, which is horrible. At 2 is Public Speaking, at 3:30 is Rhetoric of Vision and Sound, at 6 is my radio show, at 8:30 is Art Forum, and then homework to follow. Busy, but I think look forward to Tuesday more than the weekend, crazy as it sounds.

I have not written in this for a while. Mostly my attitude toward blogs has been off and on in the past, and for the past 5 months or so I haven't really seen it as a vital outlet towards documenting my life.

But in the past 5 months or so, big things have happened. The Camp season came and went. It was my first summer as the Nature Director. I had to go to camp school for it, which was a great experience in itself. I transferred to SUNY Fredonia and have gone back to school. For the time being, I am enjoying it, although every now and then I still have my woes about being back at in college.

I enjoyed working at home and supporting myself this past year at home. I learned many many things and grew up even more. It was a difficult decision coming back to school, but so it goes, and if it means putting off my ascension into then real world, then so be it. I can't be a lifeguard for the rest of my life, and I'm not so sure about working as a radio DJ, and I'm also not too certain on my current major of TV and Digital Film, but hopefully, eventually, I'll figure out what I want to do.

Right now I'm debating on what sort of content to put in this entry, on fear of other readers and the lack of privacy, so I'll stop here. Maybe I'll pick this up again in a few months.

Love Yer Brain

Despite having little to no friends and a completely backwards sleep schedule, I liked last spring.

I was completely independent. I kept up with school work, got my own routines, and enjoyed the weather. For a few weeks there was a time where I was alone, but enjoyed it.

This spring is still on its way. Its been snowing slush for a week and we aren't supposed to have warmer temperatures for at least another week. Its halfway through April!

Today was Grace's birthday. After work we went to Red Robin at her request. Its now 130 in the morning and I'm still digesting those stupid french fries. I didn't finish my burger, too freakin' huge. Whattaya mean Americans waste food?

Tomorrow, well really, in 9 hours, I'll be at the Y. It's Healthy Kids day, which means the stupid red dragon is going to be in the pool. There will be 5 lifeguards on, all freaking out watching kids kick eachother in the face and drown left and right. I can wait. On Sunday is Grace's b'day party, also at the Y. This weekend looks like it will be kind of a drag.

But on Monday, Erinn gets back from Puerto Rico, which will be cool cause I haven't seen'er in a week.

RICK MORANIS!
Little Giants!
RICK MORANIS!
Strange Brew!

I love that song. Camp starts in June!

G'night.

Kill or Be Killed

Have you heard the new Bright Eyes cd? Seriously, its worth considering. I've always respected Bright Eyes but never really got into them, but this new one...

Its genuine straight-up pretty alternative country. It sounds like an M Ward record. And since M Ward plays on about half the songs, that doesn't hurt either. Its also notable that Conor Oberst discovered that if you open your mouth when you sing, it sounds better. Nice.

I'll be listening to this cd soon on my new car stereo that I just installed. I bought new speakers and put in my dad's old car cd player into the Honda. Now I can drive around without finangling a portable cd player with its stupid touch screen.

New Round

It is quite possible and probable, that I, Lucas R Willard, will be the next Nature Director at BSA Camp Wakpominee.

I leave for my summer away from home on June 16th for National Camping School at Massawepie up near Lake Placid.

This weekend, Brett is coming home. He's looking forward to jamming on musical instruments, which I haven't done with the ol' bro for some time. In the time since then, I think that my guitar playing and style has improved and taken on its own sound.

In case you were curious, I don't rely on power chords. I prefer a mish-mash chord that I guess is just like a power chord, except it sounds better.

Bryan wants to bring his failed Lefties project back from the dead to play a new show sometime in May. I'd be playing guitar and hopefully offering something to the project instead of just learning power chord patterns. On Monday we played a bit and I contributed an interesting jam I concocted. Hopefully all will sound good and practices will go smoothly. From what I witnessed last March (06), there's lots of work to be done, and lots of things to teach Bryan.

This weekend also is home to Easter Sunday, which is never really a huge deal at my house, but Gramma and Grandpa Woods should be coming down for breakfast, which is nice.

Also, I should probably see Erinn before she leaves for a week in Puerto Rico. The only reason why I don't like Puerto Rico is because of annoying videos I used to have to watch during spanish class. If I were to fly to any outlying US territory or province, I'd choose Hawaii. Not only do they have volcanoes, colorful shirts, luaus AND big kahunas, they don't speak spanish and have their OWN kickass language.

Last weekend I visited SUNY Fredonia with Dan and loved it. The campus is beautiful, the people seem laid back and friendly, and the programs look good. It seems like the perfect fit. I'm certain I'll keep the communications major, and focus in both audio production and film. For the first time in 2 years, I'm excited about where I'm going to college. I'm going to love it.

Dan and I drove out on Friday, crashed at Brett's and continued Saturday morning. We got home, after stopping back in Syracuse on the way back, around 11:45 pm after a full day of walking and driving. 12 hours of driving and multiple cds on full blast later, the speakers are crapping out and the car developed a nice rattle. Dad just sold his Subaru, but I'm not sure if I'll still be able to buy the car's cd player from him, but I should, along with new speakers for the ol' Honda. That rattle can get looked at anytime, its nothing big.

That's all for now.

Gourd lourd!

Waste of Time

Odd Facts about ME

DO YOU SNORE?: Nope, I don't think I do
LOVER OR A FIGHTER?: I'm terrible at both
WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR?: Panic! At the Disco
AS A KID, WERE YOU A LEGO BUILDER?: legomaniac
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF "REALITY TV"?: Ace of Cakes. Hell yes.
DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS?: no, unless its a capri sun
WERE YOU A CUTE BABY?: the cutest
HOW IS THE SINGLE LIFE FOR YOU?: I really don't mind being single
WHAT COLOR IS YOUR KEYBOARD?: black
DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER?: rarely
HAVE YOU EVER BUNGEE JUMPED?: nooo
ANY SECRET TALENTS?: not really, nothing secret
WHAT'S YOUR IDEAL VACATION SPOT?: Hawaii would be awesome, or Alaska, or Europe, or anywhere
HAVE YOU EATEN SUSHI?: once
HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE "DONNIE DARKO"?: yes, that movie isn't cool anymore, anyways. It's like 5 years old
DO YOU GIVE A DARN ABOUT THE OZONE?: yes! dispose of your old refrigerators properly
HOW MANY LICKS DOES IT TAKE TO GET TO THE CENTER OF A TOOTSIE POP?: enough to determine that you don't have a life
CAN YOU SING THE ALPHABET BACKWARDS?: no
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON AN AIRPLANE?: yes
ARE SPEEDO'S HOT?: most definitely
WHAT'S YOUR STAND ON HUNTING?: Deer hunting is a-okay, its needed. But please use a bow.
IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?: Most people get married
DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?: yes, actually
WHAT ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO?: seasonal things, penicillan
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAID, "I LOVE YOU": been a long time
IS TUPAC STILL ALIVE?: no, his friends put out his albums
DO YOU CRY AT WEDDINGS?: i've been to one wedding, and I did not
HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS?: scrambled or over-easy
ARE BLONDES DUMB?: there are exceptions
WHERE DOES THE OTHER SOCK END UP?: under the bed
WHAT TIME IS IT?: 8:13 pm
DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?: no
IS MCDONALD'S DISGUSTING?: yes
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WERE IN A CAR?: about a half hour ago
DO YOU PREFER BATHS OR SHOWERS?: showers, who likes sitting in their own filth?
IS SANTA CLAUSE REAL?: Because you spelled that wrong, I'm assuming you mean Tim Allen's The Santa Clause. In which case, I would certainly agree.
ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK?: no
WHAT ARE YOU ADDICTED TO?: crack
CRUNCHY OR CREAMY PEANUT BUTTER?: creamy
HAVE YOU EVER RIDDEN IN AN AMBULANCE?: nope
HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU BRUSHED YOUR TEETH TODAY?: once, and when I go to bed, I'll brush them again
IS DRUG FREE THE WAY TO BE?: yessir
ARE YOU WEARING SOCKS?: yup
HAVE YOU EVER HITCH HIKED?: no
WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES?: greenish brown I believe
WHEN'S THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: been a while
DO YOU LIKE YOUR LIFE?: sure, I'm kind of a deadbeat, but I'm working on it
WHOSE LIFE IS BETTER?: thats a hard question to answer
ARE YOU PSYCHIC?: psychotic?
HAVE YOU READ "CATCHER IN THE RYE"?: no, but I should
DO YOU PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS?: guitar, mandolin, harmonica, and I have some bongos, but I'm terrible at keeping a beat
CAN YOU SKATEBOARD?: yes, yes I can
DO YOU LIKE CAMPING?: of course
DO U SNORT WHEN U LAUGH?: no, thank goodness
DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC?: only if its performed by Mr. Bowie
IS A DOG A MAN'S BEST FRIEND?: no, LC is my BEST friend
YOU BELIEVE IN DIVORCE?: it happens
CAN YOU DO THE MOONWALK?: no
DOES YOUR MOM KNOW YOU HAVE A MYSPACE?: I don't think she cares
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?: some salad for dinner
DO YOU WEAR NAILPOLISH?: no, I'm a boy and not emo/homosexual
DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE RIGHT NOW?: sure
WHAT'S THE MOST ANNOYING TV COMMERCIAL?: that overmodulated Sears commercial thats always on the food network
DO YOU SHOP AT AMERICAN EAGLE?: I have a couple of times
FAVORITE BAND AT THE MOMENT?: well, right now I'm listening to Tom Waits, and I enjoy his work

Restaurants

On Friday I said that I went to both the IHOP and Cafe. Well, today, as far as I know, is the first day since then where I haven't yet ventured to a restaurant.

Saturday I went to Pizza Works with the fam.
Sunday I went to Friendly's for ice cream with Erinn.
Monday night I went to Denny's with Dan super late.
Yesterday I drove Dan to Wendy's so he could get a snack.

So that's 4 days of burgers, pizza, and ice cream. I'm gonna have to get some salad in my belly pronto.

Not much else to report. Work in a few, same ol', same ol'.

Out and About

I made sure to take advantage of today, and it kicked.

I ate lunch with Caleb at the cafe. Tuna melt, french fries, NO pickle?! That upset me. We walked into the pet store next door, now under new management. I was not impressed. The guy who ran it while it was Johnson's Pets, did a way better job. Maybe the new owner is still getting settled? It seemed kind of thrown together.

Afterwards we went to Caleb's and played some video games, then watched The Motel. It was okay, not bad, but not too great either. It was about a lonely fat chinese kid who lives in a Motel with his family that own it. He meets a lonely Korean man and they have a friendship and the kid breaks out of his shell blah blah...

But speaking of shell...I saw the new Turtles movie. Did it kick ass? Yes. Erinn and I went to Crossgates. There's a dollar store that sells stuffed vegetables. They have since sold out of broccoli and mushrooms since I last checked, but they still had plenty of cucumbers, eggplants, and bell peppers. After the movie we made our way to IHOP. I ordered some fruit and coffee, which is now keeping me awake.

Great day, great evening, good night.

We'll sail tonight for Singapore!

In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king...so take this ring...

Have you seen the new trailer for Pirates 3? The movie will be awesome, although number 2 was a little disappointing, but I have faith.

Although I was kind of disheartened when I read recently that Disney is already writing the script for Pirates 4. Let's hope that this doesn't ruin the trilogy and will go straight to video under the radar. 4 movies in a series? Even Dirty Harry got a little weak...

Tomorrow Grandma Woods is coming over for dinner. I should get a hair cut before hand. Maybe, possibly, at midnight, I'll be seeing a Midnight showing of the new Turtles movie with Caleb and Wayne. But would so much fuss actually be generated? I guess I'll have to find out.

Uncle Bill will never leave a will
has a tumor as big as an egg
has a mistress, she's Puerto Rican,
and I hear she has a wooden leg

After months of hibernation, my feverish lust for Bob Dylan's songwriting is back. In the past two days, he's almost all I've listened to, with a hint of Beck here and there.

But Damn. Blood on the Tracks = the best lyrically written record of the 20th century.

Tomorrow is another day, with some work to look forward to so I can get out of the house for a good 4 or so hours. Lately I've been a hermit in my bedroom.

Today is the first day of Sping. I wish the season were actually here so I can get out and exercise and have fun, but the most recent snowfall killed the recent hope that we had. I want to go on hikes, drive around with the windows down, play frisbee, throw a baseball, and enjoy the sunshine. Go away, winter.

This message has been brought to you by Lily, Rosemary, and the Jack of Hearts.

Guh.

I started this new Blogger mostly because my brother picked one back up, and I'm a copycat. I stopped writing in the old one mostly because you started reading it.

Ahem.

As of right now, I'm taking part in my typical week day evening. I've already eaten dinner, and I'm loafing around on my bed listening to tunes being a blob. My days are slowing down more and more, and thats the way its going to be until I can pick up more hours at work or hit camp season.

More to come...maybe...