Wednesday, September 29, 2010

I had a dream

do any of yall have dreams?

I just had a dream and me and my cutty were chillin' at my place, and Andre Nickatina rolls up in my drive way and gives us a bunch of free tickets to his show. Then he hangs out with us cause he know's were awesome. 


LOL that's all I really remember anyway. Went to bed early last night, around 11, and damn so I feel good. I needa start doin' that more often. No more of that 3am shit huh? Even though most of it was on blogger... hmm... must...sacrifice... AGHH

Monday, September 27, 2010

Strange days

First day of my fourth term at university was today.

It felt so weird being at school after the long summer break. I mean it feels just like everyday when I'm there, but it's only my second year. I mean sure, I've been in the same general area for almost twenty years now, but last year the university was still foreign to me. I know the ins and outs of this place, but I hadn't been around the college much since I started there, and this year feels really different.

And of course, the first thing I see when I come close to the university is a girl wearing a skirt walking around with it hiked up on her backpack, exposing her left asscheek. I almost died laughing.

Japanese class was paaacked when I came in fashionably late... lol I grabbed the only seat left in the back right corner. Awesome, eh? At least the people I sat next to were a lot cooler than last year's weaboos. I mean seriously, wtf is with these people?

Went to my creative writing class... and met the professor for the first time. I may have just found my new favorite teacher at the college. Not only was I also fashionably late for the class (lol...), but the first thing he says to me as I walk in the door was "sup dude". He has shabby medium length hair, khaki shorts, button down short sleeve shit that wasn't buttoned, and he starts thrashing our class with surfer hippie analogies that are fairly respectable. This guy is intense, and I really like him. w00t

Took the bus into town to check on my car... my grandma picked me up at the transfer station and we drove to the auto place. I guess the tow truck that picked the car up from my grandma's place just dropped it off at the auto place, on the wrong fucking lot and backed their work up, or something, I wasn't listening. Anyway, I can't get it 'till tomorrow, so grandmother drove me home...

About when I got situated my girlfriend texted me that she wanted to see me after school so I went to spend time with her... mostly flirted around, got some ice cream. You know, that kinda shit. Good shit, good shit, about an hour or two later I made it home, where I have the privilege to do 9 pages of Yapaneez homework. What a great way to start the year, huh?

Anyway, scuba diving first thing tomorrow morning, don't wanna be late! pce yall

heard this song on the radio at a supermarket and instantly thought of this...

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Holy mackerel


or tuna, there's ton's of warm turn on my porch. If you know what I mean ;)

Been really busy working and cleaning and fixing, and breaking, and helping drunk people this week, and I only got puke on my shoes once. 

but I also accidental stepped in shit. But yes I did clean my shoes, I left them all day soaking in water and then I just got through scrubbing them. They are much bettar!

Spent last night and part of this morning helping a mate from school get over her alcohol sickness. Me and the driver were the only sober ones of course, and we helped her out. 

Drove my car to my dad's mom's house to help her with gardening. Lately my car has been giving me trouble, and it's been smoking some after a while of use. I thought it was just steam coming from my engine because it was a few cold days, but I recently found out my engine was overheating. So I was driving it today to my grandma's place, and just as I figured it was overheating. Then my power... cut!! I had to start it up in the middle of the road, then drive to this old mart thing on the back road. Then I found out my antifreeze resivour has a leak in it, because it's totally empty!! The smoke was coming from over cookin' the machine, man! 

We talked to one of my grandma's friends and he told me the temperature gauge in the machine wasn't allowing water to flow correctly... and the motor in my fan might be fucked. And this it on top of many other problems with the car... I wish I knew more car stuff...

Hmm other than that, I got some sociology books for class. I'm starting my fourth term tomorrow so my time on blogger may be limited these next coming weeks. Or it may not, I have no idea. I'm sure I'll have plenty to talk about once school starts up, my life this summer has been so boring...

But thank you all who continue to visit my page, it means a lot. Don't be shy to drop a comment if you want to. Anyway goodnight


Thursday, September 23, 2010

500 days

So who's been working this summer?


I spent today working for my father's house painting business. He does it by himself usually but since I'm not doing much this summer I've been helping him out. Work isn't so bad if you can life 50+lbs on call. My dad is a pretty chill boss so I don't have to worry about being uptight at work. He also has a high expectancy of work value and quality so I don't have to worry about doing a bad job. I just do my best and if it's not good enough we can figure it out together. Same goes for him haha.

Anyway, here is some places I've been working this summer.


This house was out in the woods kind of a ways. I guess it really wasn't that far from town, but the closes town was kind of far away from the biggest town in the area. Beautiful country out there. The guy who owned the house was this awesome scientist. He was on the working crew of the first space shuttle to the moon. He had tons of stories, he told me about how he helped the guys who made the fastest land speed record accomplish the goal. Sweet guy.


That's my dad, we were painting a barn at one of his friend's house that owns a refrigeration company. That roll-able ladder he's own was an awesome help.


This place was gorgeous to be at, with a brilliant view like that, it's easy to forget the rest of the world.

So what have you guys been doin'? Been working at all, saving up as much money as you can? Taking summer classes maybe, or enjoying the days away with a swim and a drink? Spent some time under the stars did you? That's what I love about summer, the warm nights spent outdoors.



Monday, September 20, 2010

USDA Prime

Branding livestock is a custom in which the owner of said livestock would grab a long rod that had a symbol or initials at the end of it, heat that particular end up to a very high temperature, and then force that blazing hot rod onto the animal.


This process was done so the owners of the cattle, horses, livestock would be able to identify the animal if something had every happened, and identification would be needed. This was a very effective step in keeping animals as a product, and preventing false claims of ownership. This method is almost completely replaced by ear tagging, but is still used in some parts of the working industry.

A clothing brand, is a group of products that are presented by a company, and often use identification marks on a piece of clothing, that presents itself to other viewing people, letting them know information about your purchasing habits.



Clothing brands can represent certain aspects about the company that they have earned or worked towards over their years of business, things such as dependability, quality, guarantee, honor, fine workmanship, advanced technology, cost efficiency, little things that the people who buy the product can associate with all, or most of that brand's product line.

This is true, right? This is a safe thing to assume? We can feel safe assuming Honda vehicles will last well beyond other car brands, and we can be assured Trojan condoms are more durable than the fifty cent peter jackets you might find in a vending machine at a truck stop.

This is all fine and dandy, when does branding become nothing more than just a brand? How often as people in a free market economy are we substituting real quality and effectiveness for things like status, dignity, and overall price? Is there a meeting point where something just costs too much for what you get? Does the brand you advertise represent more than just a brand? And how are we able to identify people who are using brands and products to do the identifying for them? How do we feel about people who base their entire character by something as shallow as a brand name?


Something Boney M has taught me, is you cannot buy "cool". No matter how much money you have to spend, no matter how many gadgets you have in your pocket, weather you smoke or drink, own a certain kind of sneakers or listen to whatever popular music you listen to, these things do not now, and will never make you "cool". Never, ever. Real cool is inside of you, and can never be bought. And that is something the marketing people don't want you to know.

On that note, wtf is with people wearing shirts and hats with the Monster energy drink on them? Do people actually pay for this shit? Sorry if I'm being money-conscious, but I'm seriously asking, why the fuck would someone wear a food-product emblem on their bodies? Unless there is something particularly awesome about the product (say, a local restaurant, or something classic like a coca-cola), this is just an advertisement. You are a walking billboard to me. What you are saying to me is "I don't have a personality, so after I donated my hard earned money to this company, they sent me a pre-packaged, pre-developed personality. Whenever I see someone with an identical level of dignity, I can give them a high five and talk about how big of fagots we are".



Granted the drink is tasty, and they are major supporter in a lot of extreme sports, this does not justify the need or want to pay someone to advertise for them. It's silly as hell. It's the exact opposite of what should be happening. Brands like this pay other people, particularly athletes, to wear their product, so they can have money to buy more athletic gear and stuff with. That makes sense. What these numbskulls are doing is just... silly.

The verdict is, unless you are a raging douchebag, sponsered, are affiliated with in any way, have nothing else to wear, or just reeeeally feel like supporting the cause: don't wear branded clothing, or you will end up as their property, you will be branded, you will be owned, just like livestock; meat.