ergo...

Video Crashing "Just the Way You Are"

2010-11-14T23:10:00.002-06:00

~!2oss

Night Practice Sesh to Dj Got Us Falling In Love

2010-11-14T23:09:00.002-06:00

Video Crashing "Ridin' Solo" Drum Cover by !2oss

2010-07-05T20:32:00.002-05:00

...youtube is laammmme lately

Jr.Sr. "Move Your Feet" Drum Cover SLASH Video Crash

2010-06-30T20:07:00.000-05:00

...youtube be hating again....

~!2oss

New Video Crashing Vids SLASH Drum covers

2010-06-19T01:11:00.003-05:00

...you can find a lot of them on my youtube channel (youtube.com/ross9387)

but one got taken down due to copyright.....I will embed it here:

Enjoys!

~!2oss

Video Crashing #4

2010-06-07T20:11:00.001-05:00

Kina Grannis' "Valentine"

~!2oss

Video Crashing #2

2010-06-05T01:09:00.002-05:00

...apparently I forgot to post #2 on here....so...here it is

'Video Crashing' Ben Fold's "Ode to Merton"

Video Crashing #3

2010-06-05T01:07:00.001-05:00

Here's the newest 'Video Crashing'

As always help me make this a big deal....you know...if you love me

I am starting a revolution on youtube....

2010-06-02T21:51:00.002-05:00

.....well maybe. I got this idea the other day: "Video Crashing"

So all it is is me screen capping other youtubers vids (mostly musicians) and adding drums to their genius material. The thinking behind this is to help promote not only their talents but also mine, and who knows...might just start up an interweb band of some sort- wouldnt that be crazy...a band made up of ppl from around the world that have never met...haha

anyway, here is my trial vid. Let me know what you think and as always help spread the good word :-D

Hey Soul Sister; Your Love is My Drug; Baby

2010-05-28T23:32:00.004-05:00

...I have been lazy with this blog....enjoy some videos...

Poem 2

2010-04-11T17:25:00.000-05:00

....another from my lil collection

Untitled

I sit quietly contemplating
Eager to get to know those amber eyes
She sits one seat to my front and left
Scribbling notes I should jot down
But my attention is taken
To the luscious locks she playfully twirls
A mix of caramel and butterscotch
Colors that accentuate her eyes
A scent of coconut tickles my fancy
Thanks to the open window and spring breeze
Which seems to turn her to me
Confrontation arises in the form
Of a salmon undershirt
A weaker bloke would shy away
But I man the fort and flash my dimples
Short-lived ecstasy
She smiles and turns back
A traditional thief uses
A crowbar gun even a knife
Words are my weapons even though
We are taught not to steal
Sinful am I to take your heart
And run

More poetry...for a while

2010-04-10T17:19:00.001-05:00

If you don't know I have found I new passion for writing some contemporary poetry. I will be posting some of my stuff here for a while, and would love feedback if you have the cahones.

Untitled

Red spandex and yellow cape drape the
Foot of my twin size car bed
I stand feet shoulder width apart
Hands braced on my hips in my power stance
Frozen in my birthday suit
I admire my pajamas as
The Axe deodorant over-powers
The Dove body wash I recently used
I reach down for the remote off
My checkered flag pillow
I flip the boob tube to cartoon network
And jump into the spandex and cape
Life is too serious especially
Life as a defense attorney

Last Day Vid...youtube be hating again

2010-03-28T18:50:00.001-05:00

Chicago The INfamous Day 2 video that youtube be hating on...

2010-03-24T09:51:00.001-05:00

seriously....its only 8 minutes youtube...not 14

~!2oss

2010-03-11T19:01:00.002-06:00

Origin of Confidence

2010-03-02T21:41:00.001-06:00

I was a sovereign bird spreading my wings
Absolutely oblivious to the nest
My new voyage seemed surreal
Fueled by spontaneity and pride
Senses overwhelmed with stimuli
The environment was my ecstasy

New people provided prospective
Which enlarged determination
Something masked earlier
Brought to breath suddenly

Courage birthed distinct comrades
And together we flew
Fresh faces faded from my memory
And soon I was sovereign again
Wings thirsty for the next storm
An addiction worth spreading

~!2oss

Rite of Passage

2010-03-02T20:42:00.000-06:00

You’re a boy
and you know it well
that when you enter any four walls
girls will hesitate to acknowledge you.
When you dawdle down the road
girls will inconvenience you.
when you cross the road and step onto the freeway
Women will begin to notice you.
If you’ve got no money
they’ll turn away
and if not
you’ll have a keeper
like the one before you.

~!2oss

Hey Soul Sister

2010-02-22T00:34:00.001-06:00

Tik Tok Drum Cover

2010-02-12T21:50:00.006-06:00

Iyaz "Replay" Drum Cover

2010-02-03T23:25:00.001-06:00

~!2oss

Jay Sean "Do You Remember" ft. Sean Paul & lil John

2010-02-03T23:18:00.002-06:00

~!2oss

Lady Gaga "Just Dance" Drum Cover

2010-02-03T23:17:00.001-06:00

~!2oss

Haiti Relief: Pancake the Quake (Wrestling the World)

2010-01-17T22:13:00.005-06:00

I challenge you (in association with Wrestling the World) to do what you can to help out in the relief efforts for Haiti.

Also be sure to check out this vid to help take part in International Pancake Day. You can do this in your community to help raise funds for Haiti.

~!2oss

It Is A New Year...

2010-01-14T17:24:00.003-06:00

..therefore I am introducing new video ideas. Let me know what you think is good or not. And if you have no idea what I am talking about, check my youtube page here and check out my most recent vid below.

Comment/rate/subscribe/dance like no ones watching

~!2oss

We Did It!

2009-12-29T12:22:00.007-06:00

Gooood day beautiful people; and beautiful you are!

If you are at all a close viewer/follower (from a far) you will know that within the last week I had some pretty high goals set in motion for my NY trip. The primary target was acquire this fateful day, and really I think I need to address the issue.

So around 3-4 days ago I uploaded a new drawing video (first one in a long time) and it was of the lovely specimen that is Al Roker. This guy is one cool cat might I add. He sings, he dances, he is a bit shorter than I thought he would be, but he accepted my drawing with open arms, and a jolly smile -- He was quite actually very grateful; I could see it in his eyes.

Anywho, the day started before 5am this morning (I had to prep and get my "Today Show" Face on) We made our way to the plaza around 530 (which was the time the guard told us to be there the day before)

We waited for about ten minutos, and noticed that people, like us, bearing signs, where going around the corner. Suck my sideways Captain Kirk- the line (which you would think would start right by the gate) started by an ice-cream truck converted into a convenience store. (I am quite confident this young fellow had affiliation with Wal-Mart, but my suspicion is only skin deep -- I have deep skin)

After waiting an hour we got in, and got our nice spot right across from the studio. It was a prime stalking point. We sat there for a while, befriend a family of beautiful people from South Carolina (love them cute southern bell accents) and that might have even been our first 'client meeting' (The Mrs. wanted my card; which I completely had brain-farted at 5am and left them in the hotel room; I brought some along for this particular occasion.

So we chatted with those lovely, beautiful people, and then two girls to our left overheard us, and mentioned they were from WI as well. They came bearing gifts of not frankincense and myrrh, but rather cheese curds, and polite Midwestern manners.

Al eventually came out; it was show time. I whipped out the drawing, like I was a Chippendale's Dancer dancing around with my ding-a-ling flopping around (ding-a-ling can be attributed to being the words of my grandfather; I had a very well rounded upbringing in the vocabulary world)

Mr Roker, was making his rounds slowly walking/chatting/shaking hands with everyone. He is the bee's knees. And as fate would have it, one crew member screamed "20 seconds" when Al was about 20 seconds away. I was thinking, 'ok, we are either going to have to freeze a lil bit more out here, or he was going to end up landing right around us when air time came. Well he actually made it to us, then past us, and then finally when the air time came, he wandered right back to us. It was pretty neato, if I do say so myself.

The coolest part about this, was when he had past us, he had seen the drawing and thought it was great, but continued on. Then his crew members started pointing it back out to him saying things like "Did you see that!?" ; "He's wearing that exact outfit today" & my favorite "Ross is so cool, and great, and good look; have my babies!!!"

....my mind tends to have an alternate consciousness at times. Regardless he saw the drawing, talked to us live on tv, received the drawing, all the while maintaining his rock-star status and class (I mean that; this guy is a freaking rock and swell guy)

All in all I am at a loss for words, minus this blog and every other social outlet that I can post on...which brings me to my last point. The Today Show twitter had tweeted my drawing video and posted the drawing video on their blog, so I am certain that Al will see the video if he has not seen it already!

~!2oss

p.s. here's some eye candy, I am glad Amy Robach was working this morning...she's eye candy for my freezing watering eyes.

What's this...? Writing you say?

2009-12-21T22:03:00.011-06:00

Holy Moses....or if your one of my Islamic followers....Holy Moses (I dont know the Islamic equivalent to Mr. Moses...)

Anywho's, I haven't had a regular blog post in ages...and I mean ages. I feel like a lot of bloggers fall into this trap from time to time. I mean when you're living the life of a rock-star (minus the sex, drugs, rock & roll) time tends to run its course...and I know what you're thinking - I actually have no idea what you're thinking, and have no idea what I just said or where I was going with it. I award you no points, and God have mercy on your soul....(once again, Islamic followers might need a translator) -- just watch Billy Madison

Here's what has happened in the last 4 months that I like to call hell...some people like to call this higher education; either way, it eats up a shit-ton of money (a legit form of measurement....google it). And also at the end of it, you find yourself in a Natalie Imbruglia song...(Google it)

Anyway, I am going to tackle this post like I intended to tackle my posts in the beginning - write for an unequivocal amount of time (I think that is the right word there; unequivocal) and if its not....suck it; its xmas.

So yeah, last four months let sum it up shall we. Eat, sleep, poop, school, school, school, work, and baby making. (Baby making may be, but not limited to: sexsy time, left hand shame, right hand shuffle, dirty dancing with both hands, or whatever the mood is striking) ---its late ok....

As for what is in store for the near future, well, I am making a jaunt out to the lovely city that is NYC. Tonight, I went to Best Buy to pick up a niffy little diddy that goes by the name of Flip Mino HD.

But as fate would have it this lovely evening, Best Buy would be out of stock. Of course, no one could tell me this upon first appearances. It took an awesome 30 minuted and three douchebags later to figure that shizz out. Now I am no scientist, but with the proud 28 pts that I got on the science part of the ACT I am going to go ahead and just say that I am pretty sure that there are small insects, very small insects, and maybe even small embryos who don't even live that long....so in theory; those butt munchers at Best Buy, took the time of a very small insect's lifespan to tell me that they had no Flip Mino HD's in stock.

Regardless, the night ended very nicely for me. I helped my mother grocery shop; really, always a blast --I like buying food for my tummy especially when someone else foots the bill.... no gov't cheese for me.

And on top of that we went to Culvers to get a Concrete...I gots me an M&M one....it was gone in five minutes....that also reminds me, I have to be up at 10 (b4 ten) for a dentist appointment......all I know is they will tell me I need to floss more and lay off the tea....

Good Night Beauties...I am slowly evolving into the beautiful specimen that is depicted below; mothers lock up your daughters, !2ossell is on the town!

~!2oss

UW-Stout: My Home Away From Home

2009-12-20T00:02:00.002-06:00

Misery Business

2009-12-05T18:09:00.004-06:00

...damn you youtube...hating on copyright shiz again....
Been extremely busy lately, but not busy enough so that I cant play drums....they are a good stress reliever...or maybe that is Paramore; who knows?

~!2oss

Jergens is a Man's Best friend....

2009-11-27T02:03:00.002-06:00

errr...a....don't judge; let this vid speak for itself...

~!2oss

Another Drum Cover....say whaaa?

2009-11-24T16:17:00.008-06:00

Yeah 3 for 3 on vids this week with two drum covers....enjoy, did it on my lunch break when I usually nap...so be grateful

~!2oss

Get A Job ya Hippy

2009-11-23T16:35:00.000-06:00

After 3 failed uploads I finally got this to work....youtube has been pooping on me lately...

~!2oss

"Jasey Rae"

2009-11-21T19:29:00.003-06:00

I tried uploading a much crappy version of this back in the day....it got taken down for copyright; so I thought i would try a much better version today and see if it stuck....

Enjoy as always!

~!2oss

Me and the Farm

2009-11-10T18:21:00.002-06:00

I stole a camera and documented a weekend back home

:-D

Enjoy as always

~!2oss

Miley Cyrus is so hawt right now...

2009-10-30T21:37:00.001-05:00

and I am going to hell for composing that title and using the word 'hawt' in the title.

Regardless, you have to admit it is a pretty tight song to jam to....dont lie; you know it

Enjoy

~!2oss

Onions, Eyebrow Dance, & Wedgies

2009-10-25T16:56:00.001-05:00

Self Explanatory ...i think

~!2oss

Owl City rocks my socks and so do you dollface

2009-10-19T23:23:00.005-05:00

Another day, another blog post, another drum cover....its just easier.

So if you like me/my videos/what I do/koala bears/etc. I would be ticked if you could share my vids/work/etc with one friend and ask them to do the same thing, only if you truly enjoy it/want people to see it. If you are embarrassed by me/my kilt/my personality/the fact that I don't wear deodorant, then please dont pay it forward...I want it to be legitimate.

This is very rash, and narcissist I know, but my thinking is it never hurts to ask/do/try something new.

Thanks for humoring me; here's a lil didy called Fireflies

~!2oss

Another Post...same day?

2009-10-16T17:04:00.001-05:00

I havent played drums in over a month. I have been busy with school, and two graphic design jobs, and sleep....and then I got sick....and finally I had some down time this afternoon after work...

Enjoy this Bo Burnham Drum Cover.....he is a lyrical genius

Enjoy!

~!2oss

Falcon...who the hell is Falcon; You Shall Forever be Known as "Balloon Boy"

2009-10-16T07:28:00.002-05:00

I don't know if you have heard the word on the street, but apparently Falcon's dont fly....

Right, so...let's take a gander shall we?

~!2oss

Gender & Art - Michelangelo's Poetry

2009-10-11T21:07:00.001-05:00

I like cheating by posting my journal response for my gender & art class on here....sorry for my laziness, but I have been a beaver lately...

Response to Michelangelo’s Poetry

Well Not sure where to begin, other than Michelangelo could do it all. Did someone say Renaissance Man? Anyways, after getting over my slight jealousy of Mr. Angelo, as I like to think his close compadrés would call him back in the day, I came to the realization that I am torn as to how to write this response. It may be that I am more of a poetry fan when an educated pupil reads and breaths life into the words for me. I’ll be frank, I ain’t the best at reading poems, but have someone read it to me; and wowsers, boom goes the dynamite.

I digress…getting back on topic, one thing I have notice throughout the works of Mr. Angelo, I find a reoccurring theme of emotion. I guess that is a ‘um… duh’ moment- I feel like most poetry is supposed to be emotional. However, I feel as though his words really jump off the page, and you can get a sense of the emotion he was trying to convey at that particular time.

Another thing that is quite amazing to me is that not only can this guy paint amazing art, but also he can metaphorically paint amazing images right into my thick skull (and with so few of words). I feel like being able to paint these images in all our of minds, rather than paint them literally onto canvas, is much more rewarding to the viewer; for we get to paint our own pictures with the help of Mr. Angelo’s ‘paint by numbers’ word trickery.

Also, one more thing before I go…how the heck did this guy have time to do all this stuff?

~!2oss

Another Gender & Art journal entry

2009-09-27T15:01:00.002-05:00

***This entry is a response to Plutarch's Advice on Marriage, which you can find here

Now, let's get into my response/essay of sorts for my gender & Art class....

Oh Plutarch, you racy gent you; you really know how to win a sweetheart over with your touching words on marriage. Something tells me this young lad (or smart elder) was the kind of person who exercised his theories on paper, and never exercised his theory in reality. I think overall Mr. P makes some good points, however a few remarks are just shy of a stay at the cuckoos nest.

Plutarch starts his ‘advice’ off by stating that the bride should eat some ‘quince’ before retiring to the bedroom, saying that ‘first flavor of lip and voice should be harmonious and sweet.” Good point; I would have to say I much rather indulge in m’lady if she taste of an exotic fruit, instead of cheap liquor and cancer sticks… Another point that Plutarch makes that I have to agree with, is how women who bait men with charms and pleasure are found unreliable, foolish, and spoilt. To me, this means don’t go after the hussy, who is sporting the short skirt, and talking up every piece of meat in the room – if she’s executing this now she will probably execute this if and when you two become an item; let’s face it, people rarely, if ever, change.

However, Plutarch goes on to discuss the role of women in marriage. He stated that women should be seen with their husband when out, however if the husband is away, little miss wifey, should become a hermit, and stay hidden. Now, this clearly has to be a sign of the times. I would want m’lady to get out and about when I am not around. Imagine coming home and trying to discuss our days; she would have nothing to talk about besides watching the Price is Right and the occasional Soap Opera and Maury show. Plus, that’s just down-right rude. I am out having fun wherever, and she would be stuck in – not kosher at all Mr. P.

Crazy Uncle Plutarch gets one step closer to that Cuckoo’s nest when he drops the line, “a wife should have no feelings of her own, but share her husband's seriousness and sport, his anxiety and his laughter.” The only response I have to this statement, is that men really thought their dodo didn’t stink back then. He also goes on to discuss if a king wanted to get crunk, and par-tay, they would send their wives away and invite “…the singing-girls and the concubines. And they are quite right not to share their drunken orgies with their wives.” Tisk tisk sir. Orgies without your wife? Can’t she at least watch?

So in conclusion after I read further and further into Plurtarch’s Adivce on Marriage, I have concluded that Mr. P has indeed checked into hotel Cuckoo. He made some points to which I would agree, but the main reoccurring theme is that Miss Wifey shouldn’t have a lifey of her own. No friends, not seen in public without the Mister, abide by the Mister’s every last command. Basically makes women out to be slaves to their husbands; which is not legal by today’s standards…and not sane by today’s standards either.

~!2oss

My New Little Fetish...

2009-09-22T00:07:00.001-05:00

...this video should explain it all...

~!2oss

My Perfect Day

2009-09-14T21:22:00.004-05:00

....disclaimer; don't judge me on this one...

I have been meaning to do some creative writing for you lovely 9 followers I have, and havent gotten around to it; well it is your lucky day Mr/Mrs viewer. Sit back, relax, grab your preferred drink, and a box of tissues...

It starts with me waking up next to a gorgeous specimen, who has an equally gorgeous name; the morning sun is literally washing over our nude bodies. Clothes are scattered about, and the covers are a mix-mastered mess. Now, this lovely angel is still asleep; making little cutesy noises as I leave the room.

I go out to the kitchen, in our tiny little apartment, which for the most part, used to be an old factory building. We have decorated it quite nicely with a mixture of my artwork, and some modern masterpieces. I prepare some eggs, hash browns (more brown than hash, the way we both like them) and sausages. I finish off the spread with some OJ and a muffin or two, for the Mrs. to choose from (I will of course take the one she doesn’t want. I make my way back to the bedroom (aptly named the love chamber) and wake this beauty with some butterfly kisses (its when you get close enough to a person to tickle them with your eyelashes).

Lovely wakes up with a smile (which of course already makes my day) and greats me with a kiss, and those morning squinty, saturated amber eyes. We enjoy our breakfast, and each other’s company talking about whatever. We have the ability to talk about anything and everything without hesitation or discomfort. We do the dishes together and tidy up a bit after our meal, and cleanse ourselves as well, by sharing the tight and cozy waterfall.

After that we go out for a walk around city. It is just blissful out. Our location in the city is prime; we have everything within walking distance. So we continue with our walk around town, and take spontaneous little side trips, and deviations; but it is all quite pleasant. We only have one agenda to get to, and time is of course always on our side. We get to our agenda finally, and grab the goods (enough to last us the rest of the day without having to venture out into the wild again). We eventually make our way back to the apartment, only after stopping to grab a bit to eat. It is this hidden little deli; a secret getaway for your stomach.

We arrive back, and pop the first of the goods into the player; it is a romantic comedy. It doesn’t matter if this movie is just an ok movie, or great; in fact, it doesn’t matter if any of them are good because we know we have each other, and we remind ourselves about this in the glorious cuddle session that has just ensued. We have a marathon of movies, and we just end the day quite lazy. No one cooks, no one does much of anything, besides stare, and enjoy. We survive the remainder of day by munching on snacky food, and making the occasional bathroom break (which of course brings the player to pause). We end our eventful blissful day falling asleep in each others arms, movie burning bright on the screen. And poof, miraculously I wake up the next morning in the very same bedroom, with the very same sun washing over our nude bodies, completely and utterly unaware of the previous day.

~!2oss

p.s. there was a hidden agenda to this; curious?

My Response to the banned book...

2009-09-10T20:24:00.003-05:00

So my first assignment for my gender & art class was to write a response to the banned childrens book "And Tango Makes Three"

It is a great book, and this is how I went off on it:

(I just copied and pasted my entire 'short' essay)

Ross Harried
Response to “And Tango Makes Three”

I first just want to start off with saying really; a children’s book that is banned? I feel like, and maybe I think this way because I don’t have children, but why in God’s green Earth would we want to ban a book(s) from children. I have always been a firm believer in educating pupils enough so they can draw their own conclusions. Teachers should not force a certain view or viewpoints on their students as being the ‘right’ or correct way to live. They should basically give both sides the fair attention and leave it to their students to draw conclusions and debate.

Of course I realize the dispute over “And Tango Makes Three” is because it is targeting younger children, but the points people bring up are quite ridiculous. One of the links mentioned that the book advocates homosexuality. Really? It advocates it? That is one thing that chaps my ass. Some people (for conversation sake, let’s call them Republicans) tend to think that you ‘turn’ or become homosexual over a period of time. Now, I am no scientist, but I like to people watch and read, and from what I have observed, and read is that homosexuals usually have this attraction their whole lives. They don’t just wake up one morning and say; I think I am going to step out of the closet today; of course only after I molest a child…oh did I mention I am a priest ---these are of course all sick clichés.

Bottom line here is that I don’t think we need to ban books, especially well written and illustrated books from children. I feel as though there are other pressing issues that people should be concerned about. What ever happened to Osama Bin Laden; and how are the stocks doing these days, and what the heck is going on with that crazy healthcare? Lets be open minded and grow up people; it’s the 21st Century.

Come to Kenya with ME!

2009-09-05T23:24:00.001-05:00

I have the opportunity to lead eager young people abroad to Kenya next May. Let's make it happen people. I need at least 20 people to sign up with me :-D

Link people to this youtube page, and help me spread the good word. It is a life changing adventure that doesn't come around that often!

~!2oss

New Speed Drawing

2009-09-05T23:23:00.000-05:00

Mark Hathaway; drawing I did for the Hathaway family whom lost Mark earlier this year...

~!2oss

New Vlog yo....

2009-09-01T22:05:00.001-05:00

Enjoy

~!2oss

A Semester At Sea's "She's Well Aware" Drum Cover

2009-08-28T19:04:00.000-05:00

.....

~!2oss

Josh Kay's Ocean & Earth (DEMO) Drum Cover

2009-08-25T23:21:00.003-05:00

....sigh; I will write something soon...I promise

here's some ear candy

...ear candy that rots your ears...muahhhhaahahaha

~!2oss

Speed Drawing 'Catrific'

2009-08-24T00:07:00.001-05:00

...doing these once again...to get some recognition....so, to you; my loyal 7 followers, enjoy, and help spread the word. Every little bit helps. And if you do it...I will father your children, if need be...

~!2oss

Olga Kay Speed Drawing

2009-08-21T13:09:00.002-05:00

Another youtuber.

Enjoy as always....I will write a real blog here shortly...hopefully....alcohol permitting....

~!2oss

Speed Drawing Mitchell Davis...

2009-08-18T15:34:00.002-05:00

..I admit it; I am a sell-out. This one is purely for S&Gs as my roommate would say. It is a publicity stunt if I have ever seen or been a part of....

Enjoy as always!

~!2oss

Speed Drawing 'Christ' for Andy

2009-08-16T14:17:00.002-05:00

Just a pro bono drawing I did for a cool cat named Andy that I met via youtube...sketchy I know; but he is the bees knees

Enjoy!

~!2oss

Late Night with Jimmy...Intern Challenge

2009-08-11T01:45:00.003-05:00

So it has been some time; as it has been lately...but I had to make another blog.

I mean, Jimmy Fallon has another competition. Be an intern on the show. I mean this one I might have a shot at. I suck at dancing, but I can intern...who cant?

Anyway, here is the vlog that I made after I submitted my video (I submitted like the day the contest opened...).

Enjoy....

Tequila does not make your clothes fall off...

2009-08-01T12:51:00.003-05:00

It just really messes with your psyche(I think thats the right word).

I base all my theories on scientific observation; and there was plenty of that last night. Went out with some buddies. Pregamed....drank....drank a lil too much tequila, and then I just observed my comrades playing around like monkeys-- this was of course while I was in an alternative state of mind as well.

I dont want to go into the details about my monkey comrades; due to doctor patient confidentiality, and also due to the fact I would probably not do the stories justice on this one. Plus no one needs to be humiliated here....besides me of course....

I will drop some personal tidbits from the night right meow. I am going to let you in on probably one of the most lucid/vivid dreams I have had in a drunken state of mind....and I blame it on the Tequila.

First let me set up this dream. Theres really no much set up, i went to bed at 5:45 AM Central US Time Aug. 1, and it is now 1:07 PM Central Us Time Aug. 1--I literally woke up and was like I need to tell the world about this (I hope my 6 followers will take a liking to me thinking they are the world...) anywho, pardon my errors(sp) and foolishness, I'm either really hungover, or still drunk; and if at all possible; both.

The dream went as follows:

I was abroad in Africa again, shopping at the local Tuskys (like a walmart), When checking out the cashier girl started to copy down my debit card number. I confronted her; she morphed into a man, then I proceeded to give he/she the peoples elbow followed by the peoples eyebrow, which in turn, left me locked up abroad.....like the show....

oh Tequila, how you wrong me....

**Sigh

~!2oss

Youtube & Facebook hate me

2009-07-28T20:51:00.005-05:00

Apparently I managed to infringe on copyright again. I put so much effort into making this video that I needed to find a way to upload it.

Enjoy...while it is up...

~!2oss

And I got it on vimeo for good measure.....

Fat Lip Drum Cover by !2oss Harried from Ross Harried on Vimeo.

Post Kenya Vlog

2009-07-25T07:35:00.001-05:00

My Trip was awesome; here I just highlight a few things.
More photos can be found here : http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2010717&id=1595640022&l=ce450d1537

Enjoy!

~!2oss

Happy 4th / Kenya

2009-07-04T17:06:00.000-05:00

First video blog....

Everyone else is doing it...

~!2oss

Oh you....silly hump day

2009-07-01T09:58:00.004-05:00

I am going to keep this one brief; as it is hump day and I am technically at work. Doesn't seem like it would be a big deal, but this kind of 'blogging,' as the kids call, it is frowned upon at work, and I would no doubt get scolded.

Also, it shall be brief due to a slight hangover/still maybe drunk...the verdict is still out on that one...I will keep you posted. But in conclusion I whipped out a beauty of an artwork this morning and therefore think I should do more work while either drunk or hungover....you be the judge:

I say good day!/Happy Hump Day

~!2oss

Ginger Beard

2009-06-28T03:13:00.002-05:00

So I have been growing out my hair/beard for a little over a week and a half now, and I can officially say one the more funnier moments happened in my life the other day at my expense.

BACKGROUND: The following is based on a true story. Ross and his pals are out at the bottoms, grilling out and having a good time. Ross is enjoying a lovely brat complemented with ketchup and mustard.

Girl: You have ketchup on your face
Ross: (Questioned look)
Girl: (Flabbergasted) Oh, never mind, its your beard...and how the light was hitting it...

It is probably one of those you had to be there moments as "Girl" was quite serious and everyone busted a nut in laughter....

I say good day,
~!2oss

Mefloquine my Anti(malaria)-Drug

2009-06-21T19:07:00.011-05:00

So I start the first doses of my mefloquine tonight. Wish me luck. I hear it causes some crazy dreams, and on top of that messes with your mental health as well apparently. So in the event that I go missing, or am on edge for the next month and a half...bare with me; its zee drugs talking.

I am reading through the 3 pages of literature that came with my pills, and here are some things that I find striking:

- I have to take this med with a meal and an entire glass of water (which in turn means I will be pissing like a pregnant women)
- I have to take it once a week, one-two weeks b4 I leave, continue while there, and 4 weeks after returning... (thats going to be a long stretch of time of me having some wicked dreams/hallucinations)
- "This medicine may cause drowsiness, dizziness, lightheadedness, or loss of balance. These may be worse if you take it with alcohol or certain medicines. Effects of this medicine may continue for a period of time (eg. several weeks) even after you stop taking it." ( I think this means I am going have terrible balance for about two months)
- "Carry an I.D. card at all times that says you take this medicine" ( I never got my membership card...must have gotten lost in the mail...)
- "This medicine is found in breast milk..." (Why can't they just prescribe a soccer mom to me then?)
- Common side effects:
Diarrhea; dizziness; drowsiness; fever; headache; insomnia; lightheadedness; loss of appetite; muscle aches; nausea; stomach pain or upset; strange dreams; tiredness or weakness; vomiting.

So those are just some key points I wanted to highlight. I have put together a few projected images of what I might look like to myself in the mirror while on those tenacious malaria molesters.

The 'Beaker'

The "Newt"

The "Tooth-fairy"

The "Asian Baby"

The "Cow/Crocodile/any animal with eyes on the sides of their head"and finally The "Smug Son-of-a-bitch who is way too comfortable taking a mysterious drug"

I say good day to you,
~!2oss

What is with the word horny anyway???

2009-06-17T21:50:00.004-05:00

DISCLAIMER: You must be 18 years of age or older to proceed to the following 'blog' entry. Failure to abide by said rule may result in extravagant jaw dropping, nausea, upset stomach, and quite possibly even diarrhea. The following is not not meant to harm those who choose to read this entry physically, emotionally, or psychologically.

Star date: 17 June 2009...

Today was an interesting one for me...my idea for a blog entry came to me while fondling my head with shampoo in the shower. I had an 'a-ha' moment, and with said excitement, open my eyes to a painful flood of 'poo in my eyes. (I often refer to shampoo as 'poo. It started in the basketball locker room in hs. "Hey you got the 'poo; well gimme some!") All shenanagans aside, the 'poo is quite potent; shit stings I tell you. Quite coconutty though. Anyway, the topic of discussion this evening is the origins of the word 'horny.' Keep your thoughts to yourself of why this came to me in the shower. In my defense my best thoughts come to me in a bathroom setting of some sort....

So I stood there with my shame, dripping wet in the shower pondering the word 'horny'. It is such an ugly word, and I have made it personal goal to never drop that word around a female. Some substitutes I have considered would be, aroused, stimulated, excited, oversexed, titillated, turned on. However, I feel like if I said this in the company of a young mistress it would make things a bit uncomfortable/awkward. "Oh sweets, I am so oversexed right now!" - this would undoubtedly lead to a question: "Whatttssss thaaaat?" To which I would respond, "don't worry 'bout it" to dodge an imminent discussion, and get on with the festivities/ceremony/rituals...etc.

....thinking of this list made led me to wonder what the Amish would refer to their 'horn-i-ness' as....just some food for thought....
Personally the word itself seems kind of barbaric. I am just picturing the first hominid to 'sport wood', as the kids are calling it these days. Aside from his first reactions, which might include "Well allllright", or "Hey Jbutzi come see how good I look", or even "Maaaaaaa! i've got the cancer!!!", our young lad might say "Holy shit-balls, I am growing the 'great horn' the elders talk about. The magical rod of fury and sleep." Then undoubtedly, our young lad would find himself walking around camp, showcases his glory for all to see. Scarring kids, and adults alike. Frantic shouts of panic like "OMG Eric's got a tail" and "That boy aint right". I feel like this is how the word came about. The great horn, or 'horny' sounds a bit better than 'Tail-ly"

This eventually leading me to ponder modern courting exercises. I mean, I am going to level with you; you might be able to get away with frolicking around with your 'horn' hanging out one time, but twice would be far fetched, and I know for a fact that the third would result in registering as a sex offender.

Personally, I have my ways of courting, that have little to do with my 'better half.' I am more of a communicator. I like to work the linguistic magic, and to be perfectly honest the ladies, for the most part, eat that up; and then come back for seconds, and dessert. However being a designer I tend to abide by the less is more commandment. I would like to get this practice down to a simple eyebrow raise, slightly tilted head, legs slightly bent at the knees, and me gesturing to my errogenous zone very convincingly. Followed by a solid pelvic thrust, exploding both hands into the air. To which the Mrs. would just simply reply with a nod-sy.

...in due time...in due time....

~!2oss

Home = my food for thought....

2009-06-13T12:36:00.003-05:00

So I have been home for a few days as a result of my Great Grandmother crossing over, as that crazy guy John Edwards would say; John Edwards from Crossing Over w/John Edwards; not the Pretty-Boy Presidential Candidate- I mean come on, he was too pretty to be President anyway...people that good looking get shot.

Anywho, after being home for some time I was able to see things differently. First off, I live in the middle of the country side, up on a hill, on a dead end road. It is quite peaceful, but sometimes ever so boring. This trip home, however, has been quite relaxing. It is nice to get away from the busyness of the city; something that Menomonie, WI spawns...

So living in the country with not much to do for fun or entertainment is probably why I got into art in the first place. It makes sense too...if we look back to when art first started making a strong emergence, it was a time when a bunch of jobs where already taken, and there was no need for more blacksmiths; or African-American-Smiths as they like to be referred to. Basically, my theory is, art comes about when everything else has been done.

The next thing that I want to talk about occurred at my Great Grandmothers funeral. Now, before I begin, I want to point out that I went through the process of organized religion as a youth; but after getting confirmed (whatever the truly means) I have not really spent a whole lot of time in the church setting.

Basically I have my theory on the whole heaven talk; and this for some reason hit me while the Pastor was in the meat of his sermon. My theory is this: If there is a heaven, it is a compilation of everyone that has ever influenced our life---someone we have met for a split second in passing (for instance the bum on the side of the street), or someone we have known our whole life(friends and family). My theory continues with the notion that while in 'heaven' we can experience any time/memory that we have, and have the option to 'choose your own ending.' Basically, it is all the good parts of 'real life' and you can change the outcome as the choices arise.

For instance, lets say I want to relive my childhood. I could choose to go back to a particular memory, and live out the rest of 'my life'. I can change anything along the way, but the slightest change would effect my entire universe. The beauty with this theory, is the thought that life is everlasting, because at the end of your 'heaven life' you would get to do the whole process again, however you would be re-living parts of your 'heaven life.' Eventually, everything would end in a utopia.

Also I like to think that, having said that theory, some people in this life right now, might be on their second, third, or fourth, 'choose your own ending.' They say ignorance is bliss, and to be honest I believe this is quite true. How do we know that we are not already on our third or fourth 'try'. I have déjá vu on a regular occurrence as well as jamais vu. I even have those moments where I look at myself (an arm/hand/face) and just say to myself I am real; but what does it mean to be real....you can't be real if you do not have death. Life is all about the contrasts within. We wouldn't have soft without hard. You can't truly be happy, unless you have truly been sad. It's things like these that keep me on my toes from day to day. I look for these contrasts, and try to keep things in check.

I think that is why people say life is about the experiences. You really do not know what it is like, until you have experienced it yourself; and at that point your life will never be the same.

Anywho I want to end on a more mellow/comedic note (I am sorry for such a long post this time). But the third and final thing I noticed while being home, is that my hometown is kind of messed up. Coming home from Janesville today (where I do the majority of my shopping) I was driving back into town, and realized that only in a small hick town in south central Wisconsin, can there be a wine and cheese place right across the road from a McDonalds, and right next to a Dunkin Donuts.

My apologies once again for the novel, I just had one of those days where I can write a lot in a short amount of time....

~!2oss

p.s. ..I just proofread this post, and although it might seem like I was under the influence of some sort of drug, I really am quite sober right now; just intoxicated off the open spaces, and fresh air the country seems to have an endless supply of....

I really dislike math...

2009-06-10T23:04:00.002-05:00

Have you ever had one of those moments at the pub where you sit down with a chap and have the most intellectual conversation ever. At the very least you thought it was quite intellectual at the time, only to realize later that it was gibberish at best...

The other night, after under the influence of a 'fish bowl' -it is literally a fish bowl filled with alcohol (UV Blue, Vodka, and I saw the bartender toss a few more things in there)...anywho, under the influence of the magical fish bowl, or fire-water as the natives to this area call it, I was given this riddle by a young lady; btw, the best way to impress me is with your wits...not so much your tits...

So here is the riddle:

These 3 guys go to a hotel for the night. The cost is going to be $30, so they split it 3 ways- $10 each. After going up to the room, the front desk forgot there was a special deal that night and in result the room would only cost $25. Soo...he sent the bus-boy up to the room with 5 singles. The witty busboy decided to keep 2 of those dollars for himself, because, lets be honest, it is a lot easier to split $3 among 3 ppl, than $5 among 3 ppl. He gave them back there money so each would have paid a total of $9 each (b.c. of the $1 refund). This is all fine and dandy except upon further inspection.... the 3 guys had spent a total of $9 each for a total of $27, and remember the bus-boy only held onto two of those dollars, which would make the grand total $29....so where the hell did that last dollar go???

I might have been able to come up with an answer had I been sober, but at the time it was really driving me crazy. If you want to have a stab at the answer post a comment....

...hopefully I explained it right...its probably more understandable in person....

~!20ss

Camera phone?

2009-06-09T18:54:00.006-05:00

....its been a while since I posted, so here it goes.

Last time I introduced you to Kim the Nikon D60 I acquired. Well I have been out and about taking photos with that, however, it got me thinking....I have a few photos that I took with my camera phone form a while back. And well, I just want to share these lovelies with you now.

Some chica though it would be fun to go off-roading in the middle of Menom-bomb...end result; YOU HIT MY FUCKING TREE...seriously, that was my favorite tree; it is because of this tree that I can leave my window open in the torrential and not worry about it raining in and getting my glorious Mapex Set wet...good thing this tree has big cajones.

Yeah, thats my adorable dog (who happens to get his looks and dare I say charm from the likes of me)...gotta love thos 5x5 windows letting in all that sunight..
.

"I will shit on your pillow if you don't let me sleep right now....seriously... do I look like i'm fucking around?"

....sweet dreaming; feels sooo good

....this was taken b4 Jeff and the Tickler's played their last show before going on indefinite hiatus. Halloween 2008....

..i rocked the kilt as a punk rocker...

p.s. I was a tickler....

....thats it for today folks

~!2oss

My New Baby Girl has arrived....

2009-06-01T22:28:00.007-05:00

...and it only took about two weeks instead of nine months. I think I am going to name her Kim...

Long story short, my new Nikon D60, Kim, arrived today in a bundle of joy. Weighing in at 7 lbs, 6 oz, and a length of just over 7 inches... she is a great new addition to my world, and we welcome her into our family with high expectations....lets take a gander at some of the first photos:

~!2oss

...TGIF now clock spring to 5pm please...

2009-05-29T16:48:00.003-05:00

I am literally watching the clock to hit five, so I figure I would blog quick....it's literally 4:49....

So I came into work early today (due to the fact that my class got out early 2:00 ish) And I really had nothing to do; had finished all my projects, so I threw together this diptych in a matter of a few hours:
Actually my boss has us do these little quick fires anyway...but that's besides the point.

The image on the left (all type) we had to depict the words....and the image on the left, with the same words use only images......so that is how I spent my afternoon....now the weekend is here.

I am going to dip out early...shh this will be our dirty little secret!

~!2oss

Summer School

2009-05-27T18:28:00.003-05:00

Dear Mom & Dad,

Summer school is a blast! I am meeting so many new people, and making a lot of new friends...maybe enemies; I dont really know, but I would rather we not talk about that.

I have this one class with a guy whom the elders call Minsheng Wu. He is all like 'call me Wu', and I'm all like 'word?' That's when I knew we hit it off. The class is called elementary statistics, although common folk could easily confuse it as a joke.

...two reasons here: One, it is just funny to listen to Wu talk. No offense to him or anything, I do think he is a great professor thus far, but come on people...he is an older gent who is Chinese, and doing his damnedest to speak English. Its bound to be funny in some way shape or form (I caught myself giggling today when Wu would say ordinary words like quantitative, quartiles and pie chart - mind you it was in his funny little faux english tongue).

...and two, he talks to us like we are five years old. I try to not let it get to me, but it does....on some level. The only way I can justify him speaking to us as such, is because he knows people find it hard to understand him....so he repeats himself a couple dozen times. No worries though, I just tune him out within one standard deviation of the mean....

I can tolerate this behavior though; I only have the class for a total of 8 days, and, well, 2 days are down, and a quiz...I think this makes our midterm fall on Friday. The beauty with this class is that we have absolutely no homework! Did I mention I eat ice cream for breakfast, and pee sitting down?...it's summer, Duh?! It comes with the season, along with getting sunburnt while reading a good book on you neighbors roof, changing your clothes three times a day due to walking 20 minutes in the rain(**both ways) and locking yourself out of your place of business at least twice a week- its the most awesomist time of the year!

So, Mom & Dad, in conclusion. I am doing great at summer school, and hope all is well back at the homestead. I hope the dog is keeping ya both in line, and grounded. The roommates send their regards, oh and we can always use more Special K bars/brownies/good ole home cooking. The rotation of spaghetti, cheesy ravioli, Roma pizzas, boiled eggs, and turkey sandwiches only gets you so far... :-D No complaints though, I indulge in an easy mac from time to time.

Love always and forever, your number '2' son (in birth order, not social rank or anything or the sorts...you cant compare art to accounting....),

~!2oss

Late Night with Jimmy...Dance Challenge

2009-05-23T00:04:00.003-05:00

SO holy crap....I have something, somewhat important to write about; or, even better, I have some reason to compose something this fine evening.

I haven't told a soul about this yet, but I did indeed waste about an hour or two or my life to enter a dance for Jimmy Fallon's Late Night Challenge. For all of you that dont know about this little challenge let me give you the low down. Late Night with Jimmy has been breaking down the barriers between the show and the audience since it came on the air. One, or possibly the first official contest that Jimmy is having is a 'dance challenge' to come up with "The Late Night" a dance; much like all those crazy hip hop dances those kids are talking about these days. The winner will be announced on Tuesday show, and then be flown out the NYC for Thursday's taping to showcase said dance. After being home for a few days this week, lets just say I was feeling inspired, and honestly, I had nothing else to do....

SO...that brings us to tonight.I was watching the show, and they had a compilation of a few videos, and a brief little snippet of my dance was shown, and, although it happened pretty fast, I am pretty sure I made Jimmy giggle, and pretty sure I got a "I like that one" out of him...Once the full episode is available online, I will go back and further review the tape.

Ok, now you are probably asking yourself, "Well, Ross, if you did indeed make a video, how come you haven't put it up on your youtube/facebook page yet?" The simple reason is there are somethings that I simply do not have the 'balls' to put online. This would be one of those moments.

Basically that is all I have for you right now....I need to go and watch the rest of the show....

Peace,

~!2oss

Kenya bound

2009-05-19T20:55:00.002-05:00

So, tonight was our last "Kenya" meeting, and we also had a lovely potluck. That's always a solid way to get me, or any college student for that matter, to show up to a meeting or event; free food.

So today was also a good day, in that I order my very first DSLR Camera. I bought a lovely D60 Nikon, that comes with a package deal that includes, 3 lenses, a bag, 16GB of memory, digital flash, uv filter, 2 tripods, card reader, lens cleanign kit, LCD screen protectors, lens cap holder, neck strap, memory card wallet, battery, battery charger, yada yada yada. This is closely related to my trip to Kenya, but also it is about time I get my own SLR instead of renting, borrowing, checking/whatever. It was too much of a hastle, and I have finalyl decided that I want to be 'that guy' that carries around a BA Camera....BA= Badass for all you baby boomers out there...

btw; camera package = <$600 ...I know, right? STEAL

Anyway, back to Kenya talk- I am super excited to go, and I am thinking that I wish I had more than the 17 days, or whatever it is that I have over there. How many times do you get the chance to go to Africa? I seriously probably wont want to leave.

I think that is all I have for you lovely, beautiful people tonight. Basically, as a recap, I want my camera to be here now, and at the snap of my fingers I would like to then be in Africa....

Sweet Dreams

I just wanna take a shower...

2009-05-16T17:35:00.002-05:00

Damn you Tyler!... for all of you who don't know Tyler, he is one of my roommates. Tyler and I go way back to freshmen year. I met him through my then roommate Chris... (note: Chris and I have been roommates ever since...but a bunch of us from freshmen year moved into a house this year)

Anyway, heres the low down. We have three bathrooms in our house, which contains five dudes...I know, you wouldn't want to walk into our house more than 90% of the time. There are probably a couple dozen science experiments growing through the household.

Anyway of the three bathrooms, only two have showers. The third bathroom is on the second floor, and aptly named the 'midget' bathroom, because you literally have to duck to get into this crawl space of a pee room. We also have only one rule for the midget bathroom....number ones only.

So, of those two bathrooms with a shower, Tyler and I share the larger, more heavily traveled bathroom. I honestly dont know why my roommates use the smaller of the two bathrooms...it might be that, that particular bathroom was really really warm during the winter months.

Anywho, I was going to take a shower today, but it turns out Tyler has already claimed the indoor waterfall at this very hour... and to tell you the truth, I am quite bored today, and have nothing to do now that school is over, and thought the best way to spend my down time while waiting for the shower to open up is to write a new blog post, seems how I have been lazy with it as of late.

Well that is it for now, I hear 'big bird' (as well call Tyler) dawdling up the stairs. I'll chat later, for now it is time to get oh so fresh and clean.

~!2oss

Finals week...

2009-05-12T15:52:00.002-05:00

...doesn't mean much to me. Here are the facts: I am an art student, and so the majority of my 'finals' are actually final critiques. this means no studying for examines. On the other hand I do have a hand full of non-major related finals that I need to take. Do I study for these? Of course not; I have come to accept the fact that if I didn't learn it during the semester, you, Mr./Mrs./Ms Professor person, have failed not only me, but yourself. That and I am almost certain that there is not way I can really eff up my finals, I have accepted a strong "B" in both of my 'general' classes, and well, I just have to deal with it.

Now, my paernts have always been a strong advocate for good grades, and what parent shouldnt be? I can just hear the conversation now, regarding a few "B's". (The background of this story is that I got my first job this semester, and picked up a second job towards the end of the semester, both in the design field, after the fact that my parents said that I need not to).

So the conversation might go something like this:

Parental 1: "So how did finals go?"
ME: "Pretty good, I wasn't too worried about them this time around, I came to accept the fact that I would get "B's" in those classes anyway."
Parental 2: "Well that's still good anyway."
Parental 1: "A "B"??!? Rossss Alan.
ME: (*puzzled look; if I were a SIMs character I would have a "?" Mark above my head, and be shrugging at this point. Then continue on with SIM jibberish: Harva sol labaga along with hava so lawnumg (google it))
Parental 1: "So how does that hurt your GPA"
ME: "Don't you mean how does this help my GPA?"
BOTH Parentals: "?" -(SIMs question mark, followed by shoulder shrug)
ME: "Ok, just hear me out on this one..."
Parental 1: "O jeez, here we go..."
ME: "First of all, in my line of work (Graphic Design) employers rarely look at GPA; they go right for the goods - the portfolio. Next if they did look at my GPA, they would notice great marks in all my art and design courses. And secondly, if they did ask about my GPA, and a few "B's", I could just confirmed to whomever that I am a real person, and not some super-human machine hybrid that everyone including you make me out to be. :-D (a little melodrama)
Parental 1: "It's cause you got a job isn't it. School comes first you know."
ME: ("Office"-esque camera one-on one- interview: "ok first of all, everyone knows that at college, social events, and meeting new people come first....followed by sexual exploration...followed by sexual exploration while at a social event, while meeting new people. Sprinkle in a few facebook related restraining orders, and finally after all that, schoolwork....schoolwork, is just the cherry on top on a really big delicious Sundae.)
***cut back to scene with parentals***
ME: "I know, and it always has come first, I seriously worked like 4-5 hrs a week, in the morning when I would usually be sleeping in anyway. In fact, having to get up for work probably helped my educational endevours this semster. Without it, I would be showing up to class all groggy and whatnot.
Parental 2: "Well, alright. We just don't want you over working yourself. You have plenty on your plate as it is."
ME: "I know, I know."
Parentals 1: "So which will it be tonight; The Bernstein Bears, or Goosebumps?"
***(cue the laughtrack, and cut to black)

That's basically how I see things going down in my mind. And yes when I go off on these day dreams they are usually in the format of a cruddy TV show...its what I do. I have probably been involved in at least 60 near accidents on I-90 on my 3hr drive home due to whimsical little daydreams as these. I repeat, near accidents. No need to take down my license plate number or anything like that.

Happy Tuesday

~!2oss

Almost Friday blog...

2009-05-08T23:49:00.004-05:00

...technically I am writing this entry, and it is still Friday. However, having said that, it will for sure be Saturday when I get around to posting this. No body told me that a blog was such a large responsibility...it's practically like raising a dog, or owning a kid. These kinds of material items, thrive off of your juices, and if you can't provide for them, they can not provide the priceless entertainment for you. It is a symbiosis of sorts- (I had to work that word (symbiosis) into at least one conversation today, due to the fact that we discussed it today in the last day of my bio 101 class...)

Sad day too; great class, awesome professor. I recommend and nominate Mandy Little for any possible teacher award that are available to totally wicked awesome Bio Professors. I would assume that category is somewhat large, but what do I know; I am real wet behind the ears still, if you catch my drift.

So to just touch back on previous (2)posts; I am going to keep this somewhat casual for the time being, and have my blog actually act as a journal entry instead of this 'community' idea that I originally thought. Basically, I like to write, and my parole officer said it is a good form of meditation and self reflection- you really do learn a lot about yourself through writing, especially this free form of mindless, banter...

So...let me break into a flashback for a second;

Back in high school, my freshmen year to be exact. I had an English teacher who made us write and keep a journal for the entire semester. We had to write non stop for like 10-15 minutes, and at first I was like man this blows....as any arrogant freshmen would think....

There is no moral to this story, I was just trying segue into how I will be treating my blog posts for the time being.

So in conclusion I will be keeping a journal, but refer to it as a blog in fear of getting beat up, and stoned by my peers...thats never a good situation to be in, ask Jesus, he knows.

Maybe I need to reconsider...

2009-05-08T00:53:00.004-05:00

So I sat on my ideas for over a day now...and I just might have to reconsider my options here. First of all, after a night of festivities, I find myself very lazy and would expect the very same from my peers/ readers, so long story short I would think that any intoxicated blogging would be out of the picture...although I do encourage intoxicated blog commenting- It makes things that much more interesting.

So I will keep this one short, I will elaborate later when I am not feeling the effects of said festivities. There really should be laws against anything and everything that involves alcohol. For instance if one partakes in festive activities they should be quarantined for the night... just a thought.

Alright, I will leave you with this; would you rather love someone that absolutely hated you, or hate someone that absolutely loved you...effed up...I know

~!2oss

Come one come all...grand opening

2009-05-06T23:24:00.009-05:00

Well, well, well, look who it is...or in my case, who it isn't. I don't even know what that means.

Anywho, welcome to my lovely abode. This is kind of an awkward time for me..which translates to, this is the first time I have ever put together a blog, and although it might seem easy and painless it is quite daunting and reckless. Don't get me wrong, the idea of having/owning a blog is easy and painless; the process, on the other hand, is daunting and reckless...I can express myself through a medium which is quite unique and sadly underrated. There will be reading involved....there will be writing involved, and there may even be arithmetic involved, if I do feel so ballsy.

Anyway, moving on past the sappy stuff, lets get into the "why." Some of you may be asking yourself, why the hell would you of all people start a blog. You, the very person, who 3 years ago found out that the word 'blog' was short for weblog, which was only brought to your attention after watching a Thousand-Dollar Question on Millionaire come and go...it seriously blew my mind. And the rest of you that did not ask that question, go back and read the rest of this paragraph again.... nobody likes a blog 'skimmer'....you bastard...

As usual, I digress. I have to be honest with you, I am quite pumped for this blog. I lied to you earlier; about not having a blog...I think I was just trying to impress you. The truth is...I fell into a social networking scheme, back in the day, when I was young and vulnerable. I was a myspacer. I had my cool blog and photos, the works. That came and went, and 4 years later, here I am, sober and keeping it real. Having this blog is a safe way to dip into the habit, but not fall into a regression. The next reason why I am stoked for this blog is because the college school year is almost up, and what better way to spend my free time this summer but spread the good word...and by good word I mean nonsense and incoherent banter.

Lastly, and the most important reason why I am as high as a kite, is I want to get you the reader involved. Here's my vision, and correct me if it sounds boring or childish, or whatever...but I have this idea of having certain days of the week be certain types of blog days.

For instance, Mondays could be "Favorite Tweet of the Day." In which I would pick my favorite tweet from the day before and elaborate on it.

Tuesdays could be "Three Little Words," in which at the end of the post on Monday I will ask for any three words, from three different people (the first three to post) and then come up with a creative narrative for my Tuesday Post.

Wednesdays could be "Writing Prompt," in which I give my readers (that's right, you guys/gals) a writing prompt and let you elaborate on that...and if nobody participates I will just finish the prompt myself.

Thursdays could be "Drinking Games," which is probably going to be my favorite. I would ask a 'would you rather' or start a 'never have I ever' or anything really, but here’s the catch; to make it more fun and enjoyable for both of us, you would post a comment/reply whilst intoxicated. As would I...maybe... I still have to work out a few kinks in my system, but there is promise in the near future. Suggestions are welcomed...

Fridays I haven’t figured out yet, but it could be like a weekly wrap up, or just a news brief day...I figure there should be some fiber in my blog. It can’t always be super, crazy, fun time.

That is basically it. So to wrap things up (I am sorry this is so long) I basically need user involvement to make this fun for both of us...go tell your friends, cousins, parents, cousins - facebook, tweet, poke, slap, knee-fuck; do whatever you have to do to get people involved here. My goal is to establish a sort of creative escape from the gross-ness of the real world. Community not blog....thats our motto here...for the time being....until something catchy comes along... I am spontaneous like that.