New Digs

My blog has moved to a new home. Full of music, videos, quotes, and some cats. However, less headers. oh well, maybe i'll learn css and then I can do headers again. Sacrifices needed to be made. So go check out the new blog.

Welcome to Neverland

Everything is Borrowed

"Do I listen to pop music because I'm miserable, or am I miserable because I listen to pop music?"

"I can't seem to face up to the facts, I'm tense and nervous, and I can't relax…don't touch me, I'm a real live wire"

"Burn down the disco, hang the blessed DJ, because the music that they constantly play, it says nothing to me about my life"

I've been absorbing a significant amount of music recently. I got sick of listening to audio books and podcasts when I was driving all over the place, so I started utilizing the Genius function on iTunes. That thing can make pretty fantastic playlists. It has become quite apparent that you can only listen to so much of The Smiths and Morrissey before it starts negatively affecting your general disposition. To counter act the melancholy dose of reality that The Smiths represent I have added a little of The Streets, Stiff Little Fingers, and Talking Heads. On top of all that I purchased (it is a rare event for me to want an album enough that I'll buy it if i can't find it elsewhere) the Monsters of Folk album based on a recommendation from a trusted source. Although it would be hard to deny a collaboration of Conor Oberst and M. Ward. Random Update: I just found the five missing rechargeable batteries that I accused my mother of stealing…they were in my desk.

Still haven't heard anything from St. Luke's on the job front. Hoping that comes this week sometime. Children's offered me a part time job, essentially affirming me decision to leave the bar, although now I'm thinking that it might be more beneficial for me to stay working at the bar during the weekends while working at Children's during the week…essentially upping my hours to near full time status. Although I really really want to have my weekends back for once, but if I worked both jobs I could probably move out of the house. Hopefully St. Luke's will clear all this up with a simple phone call. I guess I have no idea what I'm going to do…a lot can change in a week.

I changed the title of the blog again to nothing because the last one was pretentious and cliche…so I went to a picture a bit more representative of my personality.

I'll leave you with one last quote.

"Confront what you are afraid of in the future when all's well."

Color My Life With the Chaos of Trouble

Welcome back. I've been thinking about re-upping my efforts blogging for awhile now, but I didn't really know where to go with it. I figured it would be beneficial to document the process of trying to discern what I am supposed to do with my life, while infusing it with the constant humor that is working in the service industry. Due to the change in pace, the title of this escapade has been changed away from the whimsical 'Soup De Jour' to something with a fair amount more seriousness (but not too much). I cannot say I will resist the urge to post the occasional YouTube video or LOL Cat…chances are I will regress quickly.

So what has changed in almost two years? A lot. I have graduated from college, and thus am deemed educated and ready to enter the real world. That remains to be seen but the pieces seem to be falling into place. The last year of college was a perfect end to that era of my life. Looking back it seems to contain all the ups and downs of the cliche college years. My fondest memories relate to my time with my roommates. We spent our waning hours that remained of college life watching Generation Kill, throwing a football (in the yard and the living room), cooking roommate dinners, throwing bottle caps, waking up hungover on Tuesdays, throwing cellphones against walls, eating each other's cookies, testing the bounds of our relationships, making friends, loosing girlfriends, grilling out in the back yard, smashing beer bottles against the garage, climbing trees, eating steak bombs, drunkenly sleeping outside, making messes, cleaning up those messes, watching our friends get engaged, living and dying with Marquette basketball, regretting choices made and opportunities missed, watching baseball, almost universally hating the cubs, playing video games, playing two-on-two living room basketball, avoiding brawls during intramural softball, procrastinating to a professional level, graduating with kids younger than us, graduating in the hospital, teaching, learning, and finally . . . saying goodbye. The four of us have literally gone our own separate ways, each residing in different states, pursuing different dreams. For a lack of better words to describe it . . . it was the best year of my life.

Moving away from that year to a post graduate life it has been a revolving door of possibilities. I have considered moving to D.C., Seattle, Portland, or Boston; considered becoming a research engineer, clinical engineer, biomedical technician, video game programmer, writer, physician's assistant, physical therapist, prosthetist, perfusionist, or a nurse. At this current point, the plan stands at entering school in the fall of 2011 to become a certified perfusionist. Till that point arrives I am trying to get a real job, away from the bar. I have a second interview at St. Luke's on Thursday, get to observe a perfusionist on Friday at St. Luke's, and hopefully move on. Six months from now where will I be . . . we'll just have to see what doors open up in the future.

Get it doors . . . yea it's cliche but I had the picture for the header already in my head . . . so we'll see.

And remember kids February 21st is approaching . . . support your local Brewers.

30 rock gave me this one...(the first one)

this one i found later...its title - "The most pathetic baby panda ever" i find that hilarious for some reason.

watch this one first:

second:

japan + soccer = ?

Someone needs to update Japan on the rules of soccer....

um...awesome

Let me explain...

...why I'm better than you: easy hair maintenance...you may laugh but all y'all are jealous of my ability to roll out of bed and look fantastic no matter the conditions.

I haven't felt like blogging in a long time because I think I was starting to think it was actually a serious thing, except for the large presence of cats, pandas, and bunnies...talking in exotic locales...that aside, I got sick of it. I am no journalist...i wouldn't even consider myself a blogger, since according to Glenn Beck or Glenn Beck, the biggest effing douche in the world, [videogame] bloggers are losers. I just want to write some stuff down and express my emotions about happenings. So this may be updated semi-regularly, depending on what is happening in my life.

Currently, I have been playing a lot of Grand Theft Auto IV, and I must be immune to all the subversive influences of this media because since I have played this abomination of morality and class I have not felt one urge to solicit a prostitute, murder a drug dealer, pummel elderly people, or hail a cab and then proceed to kick the cab driver in the head for use of his vehicle...in the real world. While I haven't gone out of my way in the game to find a prostitute, I have definitely killed drug dealers, beat up unsuspecting individuals on the street, and definitely kicked cab drivers...in the game world. See that difference that I pointed out...real world, game world....I have no problem with someone no agreeing with violent video games, but it is ludicrous for someone to try and convince me that it is bad for me. Take Glenn Beck for example, I could make just as many unjustified and unfounded claims about his use of religion as he can about video games. If someone came out and said, "I have played this game to see what all the hysteria is about, and I do not agree with its themes, and I do not believe that they are safe for children." Awesome, I would high five that person. Because stuff like this shouldn't be in the hands of little kids, I agree. I played these games when I was younger because my parents were oblivious to what was actually happening, but they were no where near as detailed as these games. The language alone is a little course for a college students ears. That aside, people like Glenn Beck are getting on this ridiculously high horse about this game, effectively claiming that they are above free speech and that media such as this should be removed no matter its merit. But i'm sure they go up in arms about how their free speech is being infringed upon when the state makes a court house remove the ten commandments from a statue...it is just stupid. Unfortunately it is an argument that you cannot win because the main stream media can spin things any way they want, and will always error on the side of hysteria. I was looking through Glenn Beck's articles on his website and he has an article asking, "What are you doing to prepare for a possible great depression?" Genius Glenn, just scare them into trusting you.

Brewers have lost four straight, I don't want to talk about it...I'm sick of waiting for their bats to pick up.

I found this today, it is part of series, but this one is funny on its own. A British guy makes them, he does game reviews to that are hilarious...

birthday card as a character reference...that is hilarious...by the way, chris works at a museum.

New Bands....check out the videos...