Sounds from the Robot Forest

I have a garden.

A few weeks back, I was cleaning out the fridge, and I noticed that some of the veggies had started to sprout (some green onions and a couple of cloves of garlic). Instead of throwing them away, I decided to plant them in my backyard and watch them grow. It's like my little mini-science fair project, except this time around, I'm going to win first place. I planted them by the garage, and watched them start to grow just after a day. But about a week ago, I noticed that they seemed to stop growing. Fearing the my organic garden would eventually cease to be, I came across the idea of relocating them to a new spot. I cleared out the old flower garden and made room for my new garden, Organic-R-Us.

Here's a picture of it after I cleared it out, before I planted the onions and garlic.

For kicks and giggles, I filmed myself working in the new garden. I've been really fond of the time lapse feature on my camera. In my effort to abuse and over use it, I filmed myself gardening...in time lapse mode. How original.

Whatever. I like to film stuff. Speaking of film stuff, you should check out some of my skate videos. Which reminds me, I need to fix my skateboard. Crazy, I know. A 24 year old man who still skateboards. Ok, now I'm starting to ramble.

And now for you're viewing pleasure...

Haha. I had to put the song in there. So classic. I'll try and keep you posted with pictures and more time lapse movies of my organ-o-garden.

I was thinking the other day at work (a first), about all the good times I had while at SFA. Sometimes I'll be by myself or working, and something will remind my of a crazy time I had while at SFA, and I'll just bust out laughing to myself. And now, I want share some of those good times with you. I think each day, I'll share some crazy-ass'd story or situation I was thrown in. Like, right now, I've got two hilarious stories. Ok. So, here's one I remembered yesterday while I was out jogging:

I believe it was a Saturday. My friend Cory had told about a friend of his having a luau party, with a couple of kegs of beer. While at work that day, I mentioned the party to my friend, Chris, who said he'd be down to go the party. So, night time comes around. Chris picks me up and we head out to the party. But before we get there, we stopped to pick up some beer. I grabbed a 6-pack of Shiner, Chris snatched some Heineken, and we were off. Now, you're probably wondering why the hell would I stop to get beer if there was already going to be beer there? A few particular reasons, young grasshopper.

• I don't like to drink that water'd down light beer.
• What happens when the kegs are floated?? You're out of beer, duh.
• I don't like to show up to a party and mooch off of someone elses beer.

I have been to quite a few luau themed parties, and all them have been failures. This party...was no different. There were a couple of tiki torches, a beach ball, and those cheap Hawaii themed cut-outs (a picture of a guy surfing, a hula girl, a volcano, etc.). I was like, whatever, it's better than sitting at home. Somebody had the bright idea of having a bonfire going. Although it went with the theme (I guess?), its was early May. It was already hot enough without a blazing fire going. So Chris and I are standing around the bonfire with everybody else, enjoying our beers. Everybody's having a good time. Then I noticed a guy across the fire staring me down.

I whisper to Chris, "You got back, right?"

"Oh yeah, of course. What's up"

"That dude over has been muggin' me since we got here"

Right after I finish my sentence, the dude gets up and walks over to us, never taking his eyes off me. When he gets over to us, he walks right up to me and says:

"Hey man, can I have one of your Shiners?

"You can't have one. I'll sell you one if you want.

He gives me this puzzled look, then rattles the idea around in his head for a moment. He agree's to buy a off me. At first he says $2. I then explain that Shiners are cheap, and that I'd sell him one for $5. Highway robbery, I know, but it gets way better. The guy looks in his wallet, and sees that he doesn't have enough, so he says he's going to borrow some money from a friend. While he's gone, Chris and I start laughing at what an idiot this kid is. A six-pack of Shiner beer is roughly $6 (give or take a dollar, depending where you purchase it from). For a dollar more, this kid could've bought his own six pack. Anyways...the dude returns with a smile on his face and money in hand. He begins the put the money in my hand while counting it aloud.

"1...2...3...4...5. Five bucks. Here ya go"

When he counted that third bill, I saw that it wasn't a $1 bill, but rather a $10 bill. I saw it, but he didn't. I gave the gentleman his beer and promptly put the cash in my pocket. I grabed Chris and told him it was time to go. He asked why, and I said I'd tell him in the car.

"It better be good, man"

"Oh, it is!"

Once in the car, I explained what happend. I had just made $14 of one beer that cost me roughly a dollar. I decided to leave before the guy realized he gave me too much. We left and found another party to chill at.

Thank you, random-dude-that-gave-me-too-much-money. Thanks for buying my lunch the next day. Does taking his money make me a bad person? I think not. He should've double counted. Oh well. That chicken sandwich was damn tasty...

Pom to the rescue!!!!