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Fiction vs. Reality

The media sometimes tends to blur out how life is supposed to be. Songs bragging about money makes us think we need to be rich to be happy, or even important. Girls singing about getting out of bed with one guy and back into bed with another. Sometimes it helps us get through tough decisions, only for those “right choices” to come back and bite us in the ass after we realized “I listened to Avril Lavigne to make up my mind?!” Yes, the very same girl who wrote “He was a boy. She was a girl. Can I get any more obvious?” For the record, no. You can’t. In fact I would go as far as saying she must think all of her listeners are complete idiots.

“But she is saying that it is so obvious that she can’t get any more obvious. It’s smart writing.”

No, love songs aren’t set up like that. You don’t start off a love song with “We have two subjects. One is a guy. One is a girl. Is everyone still on the same page as I am? Can I move on to their dilemma?” Well… you can if you’re Avril.

But one thing in the media drives me up a wall. I can get past the shallow lyrics, intentions, and actions of today’s figures in the spotlight. I can accept that not everyone is mature and going to accept that life, even love, takes work and isn’t going to fall in your lap as often as you’d hope for. I really can.

But I can NOT accept this…

The fat guy/ hot wife sitcom couple!!!

First let me shake off the haters by explaining that I am not against this in actual reality. Want to know why I’m not against this in reality? Because this doesn’t fucking happen in reality!

I’m pretty sure that every sitcom that has this kind of situation was written by a fat guy who would like to be with a hot wife. Flintstones, Honeymooners, King of Queens, Simpsons, Family Guy, and the entire weekday 5-7 “comedy block” on ABC Family.

Take the Honeymooners for example…

“Hey honey. Get ready. Because in the future I’m going to smack the shit out of you. And sweetheart, when I do punch your in the mouth, it’s going to be so hard that you feel like you are on your way to the moon.”

Let’s go back to the look/ personality theory. Ralph isn’t easy on the eyes in any way, shape, or form. So Alice must have fallen in love with his personality. Right? Yeah, that wife beating swooner must have put on quite a show until she slipped that ring on her finger.

Let’s go back to Fred and Wilma. Remember, personality keeps you in love with a fat guy.

His famous “WILMA!” line is based on the fact that his dog out-smarted him and locked him out. Be sure to put that on your eHarmony profile. The hot redheads will come-a-flockin’!

Let’s put a reality on this…

This doesn’t happen unless there is money involved. Stacks and stacks and stacks and stacks and vaults and bins and lockers and shoe boxes and size 58 pants FULL of Benjamens. But we aren’t arguing that. Which sitcom has a bigger male main character that is loaded? I’m pretty sure all of them have an episode where the husband is laid off and the wife has to work until the end of the episode when she realizes how hard it is, goes to talk to the husband’s boss, gets the husband his job back, and tells the husband “Hey I ‘talked’ to your boss and you got your job back” while the husband only says “Great honey! I love you!” without even thinking “You had to blow him didn’t you?:(“

Now let me end with a disclaimer. I am strictly basing this post on sitcom couples of this nature. It doesn’t happen. Jim and Pam, Ross and Rachel… at least those have some believable nature. The guys step up and give their girlfriend/ wife what they need. The fatty husbands only make it up to their wife after they get thrown out into the doghouse for forgetting their anniversary dinner plans over riding a mechanical bull while drunk. Other than that, it’s food and fart jokes.

They’re not helping him up. Their fighting over who gets dibs first.

Uh Oh…

I’ve become one of those people who “needs coffee to function in the morning”. I am also admitting this through my blog. I also started this blog post out with a stock image of a coffee cup full of coffee to further argue my point. I will allow any and all jokes to be thrown my way and take them full on.

I’ve been absent from here for quite some time. I can’t blame coffee, or at least I can’t blame coffee until I formulate a legit case against coffee. Then it will be an all out war on coffee. I’m back, but this time I’m going to be posting about some subjects that are a bit more personal, opinions included. I’m sure my girlfriends is tired of me texting her at 4 in the morning ranting about Charlie Sheen. I’m also sure that if my girlfriend reads that last sentence she’ll tell me “You ranted about Charlie Sheen once, and it was at 1 in the afternoon. Regardless, I will be offering up whatever I feel like sharing at the moment rather than just posting a quirky picture (taken in Hipstamatic to appease the hipster side of my soul of course!).

Yes, I do think this post has went from sounding like it was written by a single white 35 year old woman in New York to a self-righteous “I’m back” blog post. I don’t like anything about it. I can’t hit CRTL-A and delete it all, that would mean I have been talking to myself through a keyboard. I’m pretty sure that’s worse than talking to yourself out loud. I’m also pretty sure I’ve confused myself into… I seriously don’t know where this is going.

I’ve been getting back to my gaming roots a lot lately. A few weeks ago I attended the South Florida Arcade and Pinball Expo (A.P.E. complete with a gorilla mascot logo) and was blown away (not literally) by the amount of nostalgia one expo hall could hold. It was half pinball machines and half arcade cabinets, so if I had to guesstimate I… guesstimate is an actual word? The red line didn’t appear underneath it. Wow, learned something new… I’d have to say there were around 50-60 pinball machines and 60-70 arcade cabinets. As a kid, I spent a lot of time at our local arcade in Illinois, Kristoff’s. I have a pretty good knowledge of a lot of the classic arcade machines, so to see this many in one room all on free play (minus the $12 entry for the expo) was too much to take in at once. I can say “literally” here. I went with my girlfriend on the first day of the event around 2PM, and there were only about 25 people there, most if not all in the pinball section. So we walked into being able to hop on any game we wanted. I quickly found Q*Bert and started a game. I had that excited rush still setting in, so while I was playing, I wanted to play all of the other games… at once. About 30 minutes later I calmed down and was able to actually play each game without wanting to run off and play another right away.

Aside from the free play expo they had a contest/ competition they were running. When you first walked in there were 5 machines set up, 3 pinball and 2 cabinets. With paid admission to the expo you were given a ticket to play in the tournament. One pinball machine and one cabinet were one ticket, another pinball machine and cabinet were two tickets, and the third pinball machine in the middle was three tickets (nicer quality machine). I didn’t feel like paying an extra $3.00 to play on the two ticket cabinet, so I entered into the one ticket tournament which was for “Frogger”. The current high score that was set earlier in the day was somewhere around 5,000 which I knew I could beat. I played once and upped the current high score to a little over 9,000.

I set that score thinking “It’s cool to have my name up there for a little while.” In no way did I think I had a chance at winning the tournament.

The following night I went back with a friend and saw someone had overtaken my score at 10,000. Once again I knew I could beat that.

I closed out both Thursday and Friday night with the high score.

The following day (Saturday) I went back with my girlfriend and two other close friends and still held the high score. At this point I was thinking “The competition really isn’t that stiff for this machine.” It sunk in that I might have a shot at winning this. The expo ended on Sunday at 6PM, so there was only the rest of Saturday and the 6 hours on Sunday left for someone to set a respectable high score that I wouldn’t be able to overtake. Later on in the day someone beat my score of 11,780 by over 12,000. Once again, I knew I could beat that. So I did. Unfortunately we didn’t get a picture of the high score afterwards but it was a little over 14,000.

We left around 5:30PM with the intentions of coming back later that night to game some more. We eventually came back around 9PM and immediately saw that someone had overtaken my score yet again at 17,100. I had beaten that score before, but not consistently. While everyone was off playing all of the other machines, I was posted at a Frogger cabinet practicing in hopes of closing out Saturday night with the Frogger high score. I played for two hours straight, non-stop, Game Over pressing start play again. I beat 17,100 once in all that time, and only by 100 points (17,200). Remember, you only get one shot at the high score on the tournament machines. I couldn’t mess up and start over in hopes of getting the high score. But also remember that you get one free ticket for tournament play with each paid admission, and I have awesome friends who gave me their tickets so I could have multiple tries. However, I had accumulated about 6 extra tickets at this point but only needed my own ticket each time to set the high score. So for two hours I was playing Frogger non-stop in free play. I needed a break. I turned around to my girlfriend as she asked “Are you okay?” My eyes were completely bloodshot from staring at the screen so long. In my opinion, classic gaming is a bit more strenuous on the eyes than a competitive game of Halo or Call of Duty. You’re focused in on one area of the screen and that’s it. You’re not looking around an entire map for enemies to shoot down. You’re a frog trying to cross the street, not a soldier trying to nuke your opponent. Anyways, eyes bloodshot, I’m tired. My friend Drew tells me with nothing but sentiment in his voice (aww!), “You’re tired. Just try to get the high score once and then we’ll go home and have a beer.” I don’t know why, but I needed to hear that. I was too concerned about beating the high score on the tournament machine that I had lost focus on why were were ultimately there, to have fun and enjoy the company of friends. I was a jerk hunched over on the Frogger machine worried about a high score. Granted, I did get to keep the entire cabinet if I won which is pretty darn awesome, but it wasn’t worth me stressing out over. So I went over to the referee (yeah, they had guys in striped shirts next to the tournament machines ala Walter Day) and handed him my second tournament ticket of the day. Remember, I’ve played three times before, setting the high score all three times. I haven’t had a session where I failed to get the high score. I also was only able to beat the current high score of 17,100 a single time, and only by 100 points. So I began my game of Frogger. I died once early on which was disheartening but didn’t destroy my spirits. I got to about 15,000 when I started to get nervous. My ears started to buzz (probably need to get that checked out) and my heart started to race. I could do this, for a fourth time I could do this. And sure enough, I passed 17,100 and kept going. I did a one arm extended, fist in the air Steve Wiebe celebration as I continued to play. I had never beaten the fifth stage in Frogger before, but that playthrough I did. After the fifth stage it kind of gets easier, recycling it to the first stage with a few extra snakes in the way. I was able to set the high score to a significant lead over the last entrant.

Four times I tried for the high score, four times I set the high score. I closed out Thursday, Friday, and Saturday with the title of “A.P.E. Current Frogger Champ”. I just had to get through Sunday.

Well, Sunday was a little less dramatic. I had friends at the expo texting me with updated attempts (ala Brian Kuh to Billy Mitchell) but no one was coming close. I just had a little under two hours before I could claim the machine. We went back with ten minutes left of the expo to see if I would close out Sunday with the same high score. And…

I did. :)

Paranormal Activity 2 Review.

About a year ago, I went to see Paranormal Activity in theaters. I had been hearing a lot of buzz about it, both online and word of mouth. I had no idea what I was in store for… that’s actually a lie. I had SOMETHING of an idea of what I was in store for. I figured it was a first person view of what a ghost haunting your house would look like.

I’d like to take a moment and say that everything bagels are extremely messy to eat. Mainly the poppy seed portion. Also, the Night of the Living Dead remake was better as a kid, but the classic takes precedence over the remake now that I am an adult. I am eating an everything bagel while NotLD plays in the background as I write this… just so you don’t think I’m completely random at times.

I don’t believe in ghosts. I think ghost hunters are phonies who realize we only use less than 1/4 of our brain’s potential and intimidate people into thinking they are living with a ghost. But I do believe in demons. “Ghosts have actually been seen, demons have not. It makes no sense to believe in one and not the other.” Yeah, and aliens exist based off specs of light we see moving around radically in the sky. Regardless of your spiritual affiliation with any afterlife or underworld beliefs, Paranormal Activity was a scary movie in my opinion. (The original, I haven’t touched upon 2 yet.)

From the first movie, I heard only two reactions. 1) I wasn’t able to sleep that night/ it freaked me out or 2) It was stupid/ you didn’t see anything. There was no in between opinion. For the people who thought the latter of the two, you have no imagination. That was the genius of the first film, you didn’t see anything. Do you need a psycho killer standing behind the door with a knife in hand ready to kill in order to be scared? Everyone had their own idea of what the demon (yes, spoiler. It was a demon, not a ghost.) looked like… everyone with an imagination at least. We concocted all of our worst fears into this one entity that we did not see throughout the entire film, unless you count Katie being possessed as the only physical image you can make of it. At one point, the couple puts flour on the floor to see any footprints the demon might leave behind. Again, a lot of people thought this was quite ridiculous. The evidence we saw the demon leave behind was a three toed footprint of something definitely not human. But why did people think this was stupid? The characters already told us flat out that it was a demon. Demons aren’t human. Ghosts are. The only part I thought was ridiculous about that was that the flour was spaced out just enough for the demon to take one big step over it and not leave any trail of his little walk after midnight (high five to any Patsy Cline fans reading right now).

I’m starting to rant about how much those kind of movie fans piss me off. You paid to see a scary movie, whether it be with your hard earned cash or your sacred, precious time. Don’t get upset that you didn’t see anything. Just sit there and dabble in the fact that you have no imagination and are probably a very boring dinner date, unless the dinner date is at Chuck E. Cheese’s, which in that case nothing can be boring. But if you somehow manage to make even Chuck E. Cheese boring, then don’t go and see the second Paranormal Activity.

Before I go off on a tangent again, I will say this. Corn dogs rule. Also, the sequel to Paranormal Activity was enjoyable. I did enjoy the first one more, but for different reasons in which I will get into later. For right now, if you enjoyed the first one, definitely see it THIS WEEKEND. The great thing about these films are getting scared with everyone else watching it. Watching it alone or with a few friends takes away from the experience in my opinion. It’s a fun film, sort of like a haunted house. In theory, it isn’t that scary. But the jump thrill scares you get out of it are very enjoyable.

I am going to give this review as spoiler free as possible, followed by a spoiler heavy review. So you’re safe to keep reading. I’ll give the warning when the spoilers will start popping out at you.

In the first movie, we saw Micah and Katie tormented by a demon who had an obvious interest in Katie. I don’t really blame the demon for that. If I was a demon, why would I want to follow a guy in his mid twenties who does the four finger shoot down until you only have the middle finger left or the “I caught a big one!” while reeling up your middle finger, all while swimming? This is exactly why I do just that while I swim… so demons don’t haunt me.

This time, in the second movie, we follow Katie’s sister. There’s her, her husband, the husbands daughter that isn’t Katie’s sister’s daughter through birth but by law, the baby that the husband and Katie’s sister had together making the baby related to Katie and Katie’s sister, and a dog. Confusing? The movie explains it all… sort of. I already knew the entire family situation going into the film based off of reviews I had read beforehand, so here is the breakdown.

My memory escapes me and IMDB only has Katie credited under casting, so we’ll have to manage with character names. There is the mom (Katie’s sister), the dad, the daughter, the baby son, and the dog. Katie and Micah also make appearances as well. The movie opens to baby Hunter (only character name I remember seeing as how they throw that name at you the entire film) coming home from the hospital for the first time since being born… but not the last!! Sorry, that doesn’t really work in terms of being scary. So he is home, the dad is filming all of it, and we get a quick tour of the house. The Spanish maid, Martina (another name I remembered), will be taking care of the baby along with the parents. Christie (the mom, a name my girlfriend just reminded me of) is the sister of Katie. Basically from here on out it’s just small spooks leading to bigger spooks. It is somewhat explained why the demon has such an interest in Christine and Katie, but not fully explained. Once Micah makes his appearance, it is explained that we are watching a prequel, not a sequel, to the first Paranormal Activity. This actually works out better than taking place after the events of the first movie due to the fact that it is explained how the demon started haunting Katie in the first film.

The first few scares of the film are fun. Nothing more, nothing less. It’s just loud noises for no reason what-so-ever. Character hears something, goes to investigate, boom. That’s it. It isn’t until about halfway through the film that we start to see new scares unfold. There is one scene in the kitchen that seems like it was taken straight out of Poltergeist that made me scream out loud.

Let me touch on the 3 screams you’ll hear a lot of. “Holy shit!” (my reaction to everything in the movie), “Oh snap! (I live in South Florida, so the theater was filled with young ghetto punks), and “No no no no NO NO NO! AHH NOOO!!!!”. You’ll also hear everyone moan whenever it’s night time and “Night #whatever” flashes on the screen.

Going back to Poltergeist, Paranormal Activity 2 seems to lean heavily on the character development from that movie. At first the family is spooked by the haunting. They then shift to feeling entertained by it, even cheering when something happens (a-la the chair sliding across the kitchen floor in Poltergeist). Halfway through the film they start to feel more threatened by the entity residing in their house, the basement to be exact. It has to live in the basement. It can only be creepy if it lives in the basement. And when there is a basement, you KNOW someone is going to go down into it at the worst possible time. How about when all the lights in the house are out and they have to flip on the night vision mode to their camera? Sure!

That isn’t a spoiler. It’s a scary movie. There is a basement in the house. You know someone is definitely going down into the basement at some point in the film. It’s scary movie 101.

A lot of people who saw both films say that the second was more entertaining. I would have to agree to a certain degree. While both films have the same kind of scares, the first one had you thinking “What next?” more often than the second. I think this is because in the first Paranormal Activity, we had no idea what to expect from the get go. Going into the second movie we had an idea of what to expect. Loud noises, doors moving, people getting forcefully dragged of out the room by wires demons. Everything that was in the first Paranormal Activity is in the second, and with more attitude. Which is weird because the demon seems more pissed off in the second film which is a prequel than in the first film which takes place afterward.

It was nice to see more of a cast in this film, as well as more cameras than the the one they used in the first film. You actually see more of the events unfold through the stationary cameras than you do from the first person hand held camera. There are times where you question why they would be filming each other though. For example, the daughter and her boyfriend (who looks like a younger Eli Manning) film each other while browsing the internet from the daughter’s laptop. Odd, but it doesn’t take away from the movie at all. Would you rather they just walk around where cameras aren’t set up and see nothing or have them take the camcorder with them and see more of nothing?

Overall, if you enjoyed the first Paranormal Activity I’d suggest seeing this one. I give it 3 flour demon prints out of four. The first one had me spooked more afterward, but that’s because it was a new experience. You know what you’re getting into with the second movie, but it’s still fun none the less. I wouldn’t call it a cinematic masterpiece, but it’s Halloween month. You’re supposed to expose yourself to anything that will give you a fright. Paranormal Activity 2 will definitely make you jump, whether it be out of fear or just sitting in a quiet room with a loud noise out of nowhere.

I am now going to analyze the films in terms of their storyline. DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN PARANORMAL ACTIVITY 2 AND PLAN TO!

*SPOILERS AHEAD*

So we know that Katie and Christie are sisters. In the first film it is explained that they have both been haunted by something ever since they were little girls. Apparently someone in their family line has made a deal with a demon, a deal that is never brought to light but rather assumed. The demon will then haunt the entire family line until someone has a son. Katie and Christie’s family has not had a son from 1930s (apparently when the deal was made) up until now. Christie is the first of their family line to have the first born son since the demon deal. So it is assumed that that is why the demon is messing with them. It wants the first born son. I understand that. Demons aren’t the happiest of creatures, unless you’re watching Disney’s Hercules. In that case, they are voiced by the extremely hilarious comedian Bobcat. So funny. Really. He makes his voice go up and down and all around. Comedic genius. Seriously. Carrot Top should incorporate that into his already flawless act. Anyways, the demon is mad. We see it go after baby Hunter several times. But in the second movie the demon continues to pull the family’s pool cleaner out of the pool and onto the patio. Why? What does this solve? The demon wants to torment them by making them swim in a pool with dirty water? This is something ghosts would do, not Satan’s little helpers. It’s like the devil was really bored and called up to the demon trying to collect on the deal and told him “Hey, you know what? If they aren’t following through on their end of the bargain, mess with them bigtime. Do they have a pool? Is there an automatic cleaner? Yeah, pull that shit out of the water. That’ll send them a message.” Also, in the first part of the second movie there are a lot of loud noises. Once again, why? The only logical explanation I can think of is that the demon is in a wheelchair at first and is super pissed off that he can’t go upstairs, so he hits the walls as hard as he can out of frustration.

Both films have Ouija board scenes. In the first movie we see Micah try to communicate with the demon. Nothing works until after they leave the house. When they return, the demon has not only lit the board on fire, but scribbled some nonsense onto the board which is never interpreted. In the second movie, the daughter has her boyfriend bring over his Ouija board for them to try and communicate. They ask what the demon wants, and it answers “Pussy”. I’m not even joking. It’s a joke that is assumed was played by her boyfriend, but directly afterward the demon spelled out “Hunter”, revealing he wants the first born son of Christie. Now, I really do think the demon wanted pussy and the boyfriend stole the joke as his own. The demon was already pulling the pool cleaner out of the water, you expect me to believe he doesn’t have a sense of humor as well? It is after the Ouija board scene that the haunting gets more intense than just loud banging noises. So I guess the demon had his leg cast taken off and doesn’t need to be in a wheelchair anymore. Bad news for everyone upstairs!

But wait, the demon resides in the basement. Of course. He can’t just hang out wherever he wants. He sets up shop downstairs in the creepy dark basement. We only get to see the basement twice. Once in the beginning, and once at the end. Guess which time is the scarier moment of the two? You guessed it, the beginning. They had mold everywhere and there was no organization what so ever. So what if the second time we go down there the demonically possessed Christie is down there with Hunter. We are with the demon throughout the entire movie, it’s nothing new.

The scares were a bit better this time around. There is one scene where Christie is home alone in the kitchen and the demon throws open all of the cupboards (loud bang included) at once. It was definitely an “Oh shit” moment for me, but not the best one. Now that I think about it, I can’t recall the scariest moment I had in the movie. There is another scene where Christie is grabbed and dragged from the upstairs (similar the Katie being dragged from her bed in the first film). She manages to break free and run back to the baby’s room. In the first film Katie breaks free and runs back to the bedroom and cries. That was it. So you think the same thing here. Christie is grabbed, gets away, runs back to her starting point from where she was grabbed. But the demon grabs her AGAIN and manages to pull her all the way downstairs and into the basement, door slamming behind her, probably to show her the mold problem they have.

The demon slammed a lot of doors too. One scene has the daughter hearing noises. She hears a banging on the front door, so she opens it. She is home alone watching the baby and she actually opens the door. The demon then slams the front door behind her, locking her out. So here it is… she unlocks the front door, opens it, and then steps outside. The door was unlocked while she was outside. The demon then slams it shut, locking her out. That means the demon locked the door himself. Now, before this happens, the demon bangs on the front door from the outside, which means he was locked out to begin with, right? Maybe. But just keep more doors locked. That means the demon would have to unlock the door, open it, and then slam it again. Kind of seems tedious when you’re dealing with a demon. He goes from being a scary demonic force to be reckoned with to an inconsiderate asshole. Then again, he is pulling the pool skimmer out of the water over and over again.

I just assume the demon is a ‘he’ based on the fact that he is creepily stalking these two sisters. Probably plays World of Warcraft too.

A lot of viewers said they didn’t want anything to happen to the dog. Well, something does happen to the dog. It barks several times at the demon in fact. But the last time the barking is aggressive. Like a doggy “OMG GO AWAY! I BITE!” kind of bark. We see the back of the dog in a security camera set up by the family. As he is barking, the end slides out of view while the dog whimpers. We never see what the demon does to the dog. I personally think the dog brought the demon a chewtoy and they were playing tug of war. The demon then did that thing you do to dogs where you slide them across the tile while they hang on for dear life to the chewtoy. That’s it. The family wakes up and takes the dog to the vet to see what was wrong, which we never find out. (Paranormal Activity 3: Animal Hospital? I think so!)

I mean, I had a great time watching this movie. It did what I hoped it would, scare me. I jumped, screamed out loud, and sometimes closed my eyes couldn’t take my eyes away from the screen. There just wasn’t the same kind of fear I experienced when leaving the theater after the first Paranormal Activity. This was more of a jump out of your seat kind of fear than a “go home and ponder everything” fear. You did have a physical demon to worry about at the end of the film though, so people who complained about not seeing enough in the first film might be satisfied.

In closing, Mexican maids just need a cross and extra virgin olive oil to save the day, so don’t fire them… ever.

365 days- 365 photos: Week Two.

My girlfriend and I walked into Publix (Florida’s grocer of choice) to get the requirements for an amazing taco night. As soon as we walked in we were almost swarmed with helium balloons. Publix never has had this many balloons up at once. Either they knew about a lot of birthdays coming up, or a school bus must have crashed, no survivors.

I’ve been doing a lot of reading lately, more than usual. I tend to go for the paperback version if I can, but hardcover books that have the art on the book itself rather than a sleeve win me over each and every time.

This past weekend South Florida was hit with a tropical storm. In all actuality, it felt like an April shower. No exciting winds. No panicked moments of “We’re going to die” or “Where’s Wolfy? Oh crap, we left him outside again. What’s the number to New Dogs-R-Us.” This was taken when the “eye” of the storm was supposed to be directly over us. There are no filters on this photo. It was actually this yellow out.

This was taken in my girlfriend’s kitchen. The new bananas were rejecting their elderly, thus making them take the long banana walk in their last days of fruitiness.

I wear pixelated shoes. The end.

I wear this style of sunglasses. The end?

Last nigh I had a hankering for cheese fries, followed by a cheeseburger, followed by a strawberry shake. To be continued…

365 days- 365 photos: Week One.

This past Saturday I decided to take and upload a picture to my FaceBook each and every day. This was inspired by my good friend Ryan who started this first in the great city of Chicago. At the end of each week I’ll upload 7 to this blog and give the best explanation I can for each.

Like many, I keep a change jar to throw loose change in from purchases I may make that day. Like many, I don’t really carry too much cash on me at any given time. I prefer to use my card when possible, so my change jar (it’s actually Tupperware) doesn’t really fluctuate much in regards to it’s amount. Slowly but surely I will build my fortune off of the change I accumulate. The buttons in my change ja… Tupperware are from a Lost party I went to for the series finale. Since they share a similar size and shape to that of a U.S. coin of currency, I just threw them into my Tupperware trove. My girlfriend just started watching Lose, having not watched it while it was on TV. So I have been brought back into the spirits of Lost, back into the spirits of Hurley birds, back into the spirits of mediocre finales.

This is my dog, Rufio. He loves the camera.The end.

Since I only started this last Saturday I’m only two photos in. The only other time I will post less than seven photos is the last week of this adventure. Next week I will continue this with a full seven photos takes throughout the week.