About 6 months ago I met someone online. This person was a great person and quickly became one of my best friends. In the past, people with “best friend” status were usually reserved for people I grew up with, went to school with, or generally lived in the same area as me. This friend is none of these. She lives in Florida, we never went to school together, and we didn’t grow up together. I’ve never even met her. She is an online friend. With the increasing social aspect of the internet (we met in an online game), these things don’t matter anymore. Even though she is an online friend, she has become one of my best friends. I feel I can talk to her about anything, and I do. She genuinely cares about me (at least I hope :P ), and I care about her. Will we ever meet in real life? Doubtful. But I’m okay with that, it does not bother me. I’ve gotten to know her better than some of my real life friends that I’ve known for years, and I’ve only known her for about 6 months. She knows me really well also. We talk quite frequently and is someone I can always count on. You always hear the long-distance relationships don’t work, but the same cannot be said about friendship. Friendship knows no bounds, especially with a great friend like you, L-Feezy
After a long week last week, it’s finally time to relax. The week was long, filled with many errands. Am I the only one that has fallen in love with Google Calendar, Google Notebook, and the To Do list for your Google Homepage? That made the week so much easier. I could mark things like “Pick up tux” off the to do list, add work and events such as the rehearsal dinner to my calendar and even add notes on what I want to say or brief “post-its” of information that I might need later.
The rehearsal and the dinner went well. I had a good time there, and luckily we didn’t miss any of the Cardinals game that night as they were rained out. Friday night we had a party at our house for my grandparents’ 60th wedding anniversary. All the Schepker side of the family was there. It was a good time. We BBQed and then watched the Cardinals win the World Series! Then Saturday came. What can I say, 16 hours in a tuxedo is not fun! 11 hours of partying in the limo bus and the reception is. So, I guess it evened out. Then Sunday we had people over for the gift opening. I’m just glad it’s all over with and it wasn’t even my wedding! I was just a groomsman. Congrats to my sister Lisa and new brother-in-law Kevin.
As many are aware, I do not like country music. It just doesn’t do anything for me. No, it’s not because it’s all about your girlfriend leaving you and stealing your pick-up truck (though, I do use that stereotype when talking about the music to others, just as they use stereotypes to describe my music of choice, hip hop). I just don’t care for it. I would say there is once exception, and that is Johnny Cash. Now, I never really got into Johnny Cash until college, but I do think the man has put out some excellent music. The other day while subbing a social studies class, a young girl and I debated on his genius. She was a product of the new school of country music, not appreciating the “grittier” country music that came before. It wasn’t until recently that I could say exactly why Johnny Cash was a genius, and this excerpt isn’t the only reason he is, but it explains a lot as to why he is. This is from Chuck Klosterman’s Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto
Here is the easiest way to explain the genius of Johnny Cash: Singing from the perspective of a convicted murderer in the song “Folsom Prison Blues,” Cash is struck by pangs of regret when he sits in his cell and hears a distant train whistle. This is because people on that train are “probably drinkin’ coffee.” And this is also why Cash seems completely credible as a felon: He doesn’t want freedom or friendship or Jesus or a new lawyer. He wants coffee.
Within the mind of a killer, complex feelings are eerily simple.
This is why killers can shoot men in Reno just to watch them die, and the rest of us usually can’t.
Like I said, it’s not the only reason that makes him great, just a simple explanation.
No, I’m not talking about the four-letter words we all love to use. This time, I am in fact talking about going to the bathroom, more specifically, urinating. I know this may seem like an odd topic to blog about, but I’ve not been posting much and I decided to post this little thing I noticed about going to the bathroom. For those not offended by pee talk, continue to read. Read more
That’s right me hearties! Tis International Talk Like a Pirate Day! Shiver me timbers and raise me jolly roger. Get all your landlubber buddies to talk like a pirate or force them to walk the plank. Arrrrrr.
To celebrate this grand holiday, we shall drink some grog and give you the top 10 pirate pick up lines via talklikeapirate.com.
10 . Avast, me proud beauty! Wanna know why my Roger is so Jolly?
9. Have ya ever met a man with a real yardarm?
8. Come on up and see me urchins.
7. Yes, that is a hornpipe in my pocket and I am happy to see you.
6. I’d love to drop anchor in your lagoon.
5. Pardon me, but would ya mind if fired me cannon through your porthole?
4. How’d you like to scrape the barnacles off of me rudder?
3. Ya know, darlin’, I’m 97 percent chum free.
2. Well blow me down?
And the number one pickup line for use on International Talk Like a Pirate Day is …
1. Prepare to be boarded.