You Can Do It Two

Kinda forgot for a while. Never fret.

I shaved my goatee/mustache combo last night. To be honest, I don't really know why. As a young male, you look up to older males. Generally, the older males you looked up to had facial hair. It was a symbol of wisdom and status. Hell, it just looked cool. After having facial hair covering a good portion of my face for a quarter of a year, I seriously forgot what my face looked like underneath. I plan on growing it back out. I also plan on utilizing the time lapse feature on my camera and taking a picture everyday while it grows back. Expect a video in the future, chronicling my facial growth.

This past weekend dusted off my longboards and went skating. As much as I "love" my job at the pharmacy, it's been cutting into my leisure time, mostly my gym and skate time. Major bummer.

I started drinking coffee recently. I'm kind of surprise, but in the same breath, I can say that I'm not.

Random picture/story time. Ha. I get to kill two birds with one stone, which is physically impossible, unless the birds are right next to each other. That and you have a rock the size of Rosanne Barr.

I had roommate in college. One could say that he was a very outdoorsy type person. One could also say that he was a redneck. You be the judge. I mean, the guy used to sit on the back porch with his rifle and get our dinner. Forgive me, I'm digressing from my original story. One Friday, my roommate went hunting. For what? I don't remember. When I got home from usual Friday night shenanigans, my roommate was in his room. I went in and began chatting with him, since I hadn't seen him all day. He told me how he had went hunting but didn't get what he was looking for. He did, however, manage to pop a squirrel out of a tree. One could say that it was probably because the opportunity presented itself at in opportune time. Or, one could say it was probably because he was bored. You be the judge. So, he tells me that he killed a squirrel and put in the refrigerator. Now, in my mind, I thought he had killed it, cleaned it, and put the edible meat in a baggy or maybe some Tupperware. I bid my roommate a good night, then head off to bed. My hunger pangs wake me up the next day around 10. I roll out of bed, and make a mad dash for the kitchen. I get my bowl of cereal ready, minus the milk. I move toward the 'fridge and open the door. What do I see? This:

Scared the shit out of me. What's even more awkward is that there's a half drunken beer next to him. It's like someone said, "Boy, this beer was filling. I can't finish the rest. Here you go, Dead Squirrel, you can have the rest."

Sleep. Sleep. sleeeeeeeep

6 Months In Chile

Apple has made some interesting changes in some of its products lately. I'm not sure what to think of these. An iPod Nano with a video camera built in it? Two very popular items, an mp3 player and a video camera, but I'm not sure that they go together. But then again, what do I know. I'm just the consumer. I mean, I don't know what's best for me, right?

www.29-95.com

If you live in Houston, or any of the surround communities, you should check out this site. It's a review site for bars, clubs, and restaurants. They also have some pretty sweet give aways. So far, just this week, I've won tickets to a movie premier and tickets to a concert at the House of Blues. Definitely can't beat that.

Ah, I remembered...

No, no southern hospitality blog tonight. But I will show you something else that I'm also very proud of. My skate videos. I like to skateboard, specifically longboards. I like to consider myself pretty good. I've only been skating for about a year, and I've only had my board for about 9 months. I consider myself savy enough to make short films displaying my skills. I have produced four longboard movies. So, for your view pleasure, I present my first work of art, "Seven Storeys Of Glory". I filmed it with my friend David. Enjoy.

Don't Ring The Bell

It's 2am and I'm wide awake. That's never a good start to any day.

So, this is a picture from my 24th birthday. My friend Durham is on the left, and my "sister" Melanie and Jeff on the right. To be completely honest, I can say that I don't remember too much of that evening. There are, however, a few things that I do recall from that glorious night on the town.

• I remember drinking with 2 of my managers and the general manager of the resturant whereI worked at the time. In pretty much any industry you work in, whether it be the resturant industry or even the stocks industry, management likes to keep a certain distance between themselves and their employees. Well, that wasn't the case on my birthday. I took shots with my general manager, the guy that hired me. Whatever, I thought it was cool.
• I think the most important thing I took away from then entire evening was this: don't eat lobster quesadillas before going out for a night of heavy drinking.

I'm gonna give this sleep thing another try.