SUP!!

i know i haven't posted in a while, but i've been a little busy. i've been doing a lot of stuff with my internship and the wedding stuff never stops. i live a very hectic life now.

on to more important things. i hope everyone took a minute at their barbeques today to remember fallen soldiers. i personally look forward to my mom's ribs every year, but we need to remember those who have given their lives while in the military. let us take a minute to recognize not only those in the past, but those in the service today. i'm against this war, but that doesn't mean that i'm not a patriot and proud supporter of our men and women over seas. i pray for you and your families.

on to less important stuff, i went to the tool show on saturday. incredible!! maynard was awesome.

since i don't really have a particular format or outline for this blog, i just kind of write until i get tired. one thing that i have been thinking about lately is why do some area rugs have those fraid thingies on the ends of them. they seem almost like pink tassels on a two-year-old girls tricycle. truly pointless.

so, i'm thoroughly enjoying my yuengling lager and watching the basketball game. i'll try to post more often, maybe tomorrow since my golf game got cancelled (still looking for someone else though). hope to write soon.

more internet and schtuff

so, i've been having more internet problems and just now got them fixed. it is truly amazing how much we rely on the internet. thanks al.

anyway, i'm so happy that i finally found the piece of music i've been searching for, thanks to my friend nick (who knows everything about music). the piece is Lux Aeterna. if you haven't heard it, which i'm sure everyone has, check it out, even if you don't like classical music.

what did you eat for dinner tonight. i had the most disgusting sounding shit you have ever heard of; having said that, i don't think that i can think of many things that taste better. i'm going to tell you the recipe and you will get nauseated and 6 months from now, you might give it a go. so, here it goes: 1 smart ones chicken sante fe (microwaved by directions) haha, 3 cups of mexican salsa, 2 giant spoonfuls of fat-free cottage cheese, salt, and a lot of texas pete hot sauce. skill level taken to prepare? george bush anyone?

after you microwave the smart ones, dump in a big bowl with the rest of the ingredients. stir, and microwave for another minute. then BAM!! MORE HOT SAUCE!! sounds horrible but tastes great. let me know what you think.

internet and schtuff

sorry i haven't been able to post in the last few days. my internet has been down. you know, it is absolutely amazing how much we rely on the internet and its functions. i haven't been able to check my email in 3 days and was going insane. i couldn't check to see if tampa had traded up to #2 in the draft. i felt helpless.

now that that is fixed, i can start to bitch about other things. i'm sitting here right now watching the bulls/heat game 3. i hope chicago wins bc i don't like shaq. i think he is so overrated. my bosox came back last night. wily mo pena hit a grand slam in the 8th to give them the lead. so happy. it is also amazing how much we let the outcomes of sporting events affect our mood.

one thing really cool about having a blog is you can say whatever, whenever, and however you want. i find myself sometimes rambling incoherently and typing things just to type (like right now). i guess since i have been w/o internet i feel like i just have to write stuff.

next time i post i'll try to have something more meaningful to say (like the secret to losing weight, some sort of religious epiphany, the answer to all of life's deep questions, like why do they call peanut butter peanut butter? i understand the peanut part but not the butter. it's not peanuts and margarine)

so, i'm at jsu this morning and am going to the bathroom when i see a sign that says something to the effect of "don't drink the water bc there has been a busted water line and the water might be dirty". considering the fact that i wasn't about to fill up my big gulp with some toilet bowl water or turn my head upside down to drink from the sink, i find that sign to be a little misplaced. i needed to get rid of some water and drinking more water was not on the brain.

we have finally decided on a date: april 12, 2008. yeeeeeaaaaahhhhh. now all of you know when i will officially not be able to make a decision on my own.

i have been trying to figure out why there seems to be a demand for pet caskets. http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070424/ap_on_fe_st/pet_caskets;_ylt=AoF40Q9fZapvEFQPZE7Yxe_tiBIF
i find it haunting to go into my pet shop for oskar and find headstones. "here lies a man's best friend". damn! that's depressing. they are conveniently located at the end of the first aisle on the way out, so i have to see them while walking to pay for the dog food. so, every time oskar is hungry, i'm reminded that he is going to die (eventually). that sux. can we please move those damn things to the back of the building so only the people who actually lost their loved one has to see the headstones?!?! i love my little middle and don't want to be reminded on a regular basis that he will not live forever.

if that isn't weird enough, have you heard of the putt-putt course in the funeral home???? it is in the Ahlgrims Funeral Parlor of Palatine, Illinois. http://dethroner.com/?p=2470&akst_action=share-this

how fucking creepy???? who would want to play putt-putt in the basement of a funeral home when grandpa joe is resting 6 ft above you? isn't that a little basackwards???

well, i just got back from a wonderful church retreat. i know, jon on a church retreat. it sounds funny to me every time i say it. but this was a wonderful experience filled with hiking, beauty, nature, wonderful people, and plenty of food, beer, and dirty jokes. this was an experience that i will never forget and i would like to extend a heart-felt thank you to the holy comforter episcopal church in gadsden, al. i would also like to to extend a thank you to my future family, lewis and andrew fuller, for inviting me. THANK YOU. the only thing that would have made it better is if my little middle were there with me (and of course my fiance). i only hope that i can join you guys next year.

on another note, the lakers lost to the suns today in the first game of the first round of the nba playoffs. KOBE WAS HOT. he had 28 points in the first half alone. his teammates, specifically the bigs, kwame and andrew, didn't contribute anything. farmer looked really good and walton had some unbelievable assists. lamar is always good (a consistent double-double guy). but something is missing. HEART. every time the suns scored a basket, the lakers just stood around and looked to point the finger at one another before in-bounding the ball. look, these people are getting paid around the same amount of money you are, you honestly don't believe that you can have a shutout in basketball, do you? PICK IT UP FELLAS.

i'm so excited that tomorrow i get to go see my fiance and my little middle. even though that it is just for the day, the two of them brighten my life so much that it is well worth it.

so, the question of the day is why in the hell did i go to camp with a bald head and no sunscreen? it seems that every single time i go to the beach or to some outdoorzy thing, i have a shaved head and no sunscreen. this makes no sense. my dad is a cancer doctor for god's sake. you would think that i have heard enough horror stories that i would even wear sunscreen when i go to bed. i guess most of the stories that i hear are seemingly so tragic and non-preventable (like the shit just happens) i figure, well, a little sunscreen ain't gonna prevent sudden onset of something that is going to kill me in less than a year so why be so concerned with the sunscreen? so for now and the foreseeable future, i look like a ripe tomato with a pair of glasses and a goatee.

u sexy beast

hello again. now i know that what happened at va tech was senseless and horrible. but i'm already tired of hearing about it. therefore, i'm not going to anymore until something breaking happens.

as for today, have you every wondered why people as "how are you doing?" when you know they really don't give a shit? why do we continue to speak such meaningless phrases to people we don't care about? next time someone asks me how i'm doing, i'm not going to say the generic "fine". i'm going to tell them exactly how i am doing. my back hurts, i'm stressed about my wedding, stressed about finals, stressed about finding a job after i graduate, stressed about comps, happy the lakers are in the playoffs, hopeful that the bucs will draft calvin johnson, pessimistic that the government is not going to change anything, dreadfully missing elizabeth and oskar, and so damn hungry i could eat a cow.

having said all of that, by the time someone asks me "how are you doing?", i will have forgotten all of that and just say "fine, u?"