Saturday, July 3, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
Heavytime
So you probably know what situation I am in. If not, I will just say, no rent, no bed, no problem.
Today reached 100 degrees. I walked in the heat of the day to wash some clothes and almost went kaput from heat exhaustion. Science needs to create a pill that turns you into a marine grunt for 4 hour increments. I will say this: the feeling of not sweating because the air is so dry is a new one, and weird to say the least. You feel like a wick, which doesn't make much sense to say because in my experience, wicks catch on fire and burn, but it sounds right. The sweat just wicks off of you. Yeah, that's the ticket. It wicks off. Sort of sounds like a british slam right? Wick off chum!
After overheating I decided to sleep through the heat of the day, 1-5pm. Now I am relaxing from a swim at the gym following one of the most appreciated showers I have ever had. I was a bit uncomfortable in the nude but I don't think anyone was staring at my junk and I didn't stare at theirs, expect from some weird lower back hair some old guy had going on. I can't help it, it was like a target. But I think I'm okay. I'm a dude, I should be able to pee on mailboxes and shit in the yard if I wanted to right? Maybe I won't have to go through another session of "Show me on the doll where the bad man touched you" with the doctor. Okay, just kidding, no doctor. yet.
For now I will spend the rest of Friday night resisting temptation to go to the bar and sow my oats so that I will be able to wake up at 7:30 to ride to the mountains with Jim. Jim is a good guy. I think he is mistaken about almost every view he has politically, even though I am less articulate so I can't rightly debate with him, but I can't help it, I like the guy. He's a right wing nut job, but I'm a no-wing nut job, so there's that to like. I gave him a book called Emergency today. It's a survivalist book. He glanced through it and smiled that evil smile.
I'm almost done with Native Speaker. Okay book. Good book. Not the best, but good. Cheers to Nathan and Jaron. Oh and Kia, please stop reading my blog. KThxBye.
Today reached 100 degrees. I walked in the heat of the day to wash some clothes and almost went kaput from heat exhaustion. Science needs to create a pill that turns you into a marine grunt for 4 hour increments. I will say this: the feeling of not sweating because the air is so dry is a new one, and weird to say the least. You feel like a wick, which doesn't make much sense to say because in my experience, wicks catch on fire and burn, but it sounds right. The sweat just wicks off of you. Yeah, that's the ticket. It wicks off. Sort of sounds like a british slam right? Wick off chum!
After overheating I decided to sleep through the heat of the day, 1-5pm. Now I am relaxing from a swim at the gym following one of the most appreciated showers I have ever had. I was a bit uncomfortable in the nude but I don't think anyone was staring at my junk and I didn't stare at theirs, expect from some weird lower back hair some old guy had going on. I can't help it, it was like a target. But I think I'm okay. I'm a dude, I should be able to pee on mailboxes and shit in the yard if I wanted to right? Maybe I won't have to go through another session of "Show me on the doll where the bad man touched you" with the doctor. Okay, just kidding, no doctor. yet.
For now I will spend the rest of Friday night resisting temptation to go to the bar and sow my oats so that I will be able to wake up at 7:30 to ride to the mountains with Jim. Jim is a good guy. I think he is mistaken about almost every view he has politically, even though I am less articulate so I can't rightly debate with him, but I can't help it, I like the guy. He's a right wing nut job, but I'm a no-wing nut job, so there's that to like. I gave him a book called Emergency today. It's a survivalist book. He glanced through it and smiled that evil smile.
I'm almost done with Native Speaker. Okay book. Good book. Not the best, but good. Cheers to Nathan and Jaron. Oh and Kia, please stop reading my blog. KThxBye.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Quote of the Day
I feel the most defining aspect of our generation is being told we can do anything when we are kids, then growing up to find it isn't true.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
White guy jokes
What's the best flat surface to iron your shirts on? A white girl's ass.
Why shouldn't white people go swimming? Because crackers get soggy when wet.
What do you call a bunch of white guys sitting on a bench? The NBA.
Embarrasing admittance
How is it that healthy food makes me feel queasy? if i were to have eaten a sugar filled pastry this morning instead of cherries and pineapples, I wouldn't be feeling like I need to throw up. What has the food industry done to me, what have I done to myself?
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Cool Learnin's
One of the most important things I have learned about writing at the Big Horn County News office is that it is not acceptable to simply write. You have to make your story a joy to read. You have to keep the reader guessing where you're going next. You have to hold them close until that last great line that seals the deal and urges them quietly to read again next week. You have to enjoy this shit, man.
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