Tomorrow is December 1st...Happy December!
Do you know what is ill about December in Georgia? The weather is literally ill.
Warm, muggy, rainy, shit.
Those are four clever adjectives that wonderfully describe the climate conditions in the southern armpit of the United States of America during the long winter months. Oh, there will be no snow. No Jack Frost nipping at your nose. This is not the North. This is Hell.
Well, I must admit I've had a great week thus far (tomorrow is Friday). I'm finally getting over the whole oral surgery and I currently find myself 85% percent recovered. I still cannot conduct any physical training which is somewhat annoying and devastating. A few nights ago I proceeded to put myself through 20 god awful push ups to see how I would feel.
Two minutes post exercise someone started beating a bass drum inside my crazy head to the rythm of my heart's pumping. My ears soon began ringing incesstantly and my mouth began throbbing. I dumped Ibuprofen into my stomach and passed out.
This heart rate will not be got up until next week. All bets are off.
So, I'll get myself phat. Phat on Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream (it's so good!).
Seriously though, things at work have picked up again and it's so fulfilling to go in for eight hours a day, do the job I was trained to do, and earn my paycheck instead of watching TV until I fall asleep. Super fulfilling.
Due to my lack of physical participation in my free time I have been reading anything I can get my eyes on. My new book is "Unholy War: Terror in the Name of Jihad". It's a really informative book that shines light on how Islamic extremists use their faith to drive their Jihad against people that they don't agree with (I'll put a Jihad on you!). So far (first 50 pages) it's extremely dry, because the author is explaining the Islamic background (Muhammed and whatnot), but if your interested in learning about the faith it's a good read, 'caues it's in dumb ass terms too...cuz.
I also read an article on CNN.com about a man in Florida who was attacked by an alligator. The man was found right armless, naked, and admitted to smoking crack cocaine prior to the incident.
Crack is whack!
Reading is so much fun!
I like to save the best for last. I'm talking about the band. Dan and I had another practice session and we are solid on the development of our first piece. We just don't have any vocals! No one has applied yet. We are at a loss. Spread the word to your friends. We need to complete our sound.
After all those crazy ramblings from a hydrocodone afflicted southern hater I'll leave you with this final quote of negativity.
"What is it about this place (Augusta)? I feel like I'm slowly dying. It's killing all of us."
- Zach T. Jaenisch
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Monday, November 27, 2006
Nonsense: Real Food
Today was a pretty normal Monday. I woke up and life sucked. I am alive though, so I guess I should shut up about that.
I suppose today is somewhat special since I did chew for the first time in six days...twice. First I triumphantly strolled into Burger King on post and picked up some breakfast foodstuffs and then followed up later this evening at Logan's Roadhouse with some much needed shrimp. I took my ex-riding buddy Zach to Logan's and we chatted about his experiences at "how to be a sergeant school" which I will be attending in January. Apparently it sucked too, but enough about that.
Ok, so that was pretty much it. Boring day right?
I read in the news that the black community is waging (the black community being Reverend Jesse Jackson (God bless him)) war against the "N-word". Apparently the community (Jackson) is going to confront big time media ballers about removing the "N-word" from their respective productions.
In Islam one must do a Jihad on themself before they can Jihad others.
Good Luck!
I suppose today is somewhat special since I did chew for the first time in six days...twice. First I triumphantly strolled into Burger King on post and picked up some breakfast foodstuffs and then followed up later this evening at Logan's Roadhouse with some much needed shrimp. I took my ex-riding buddy Zach to Logan's and we chatted about his experiences at "how to be a sergeant school" which I will be attending in January. Apparently it sucked too, but enough about that.
Ok, so that was pretty much it. Boring day right?
I read in the news that the black community is waging (the black community being Reverend Jesse Jackson (God bless him)) war against the "N-word". Apparently the community (Jackson) is going to confront big time media ballers about removing the "N-word" from their respective productions.
In Islam one must do a Jihad on themself before they can Jihad others.
Good Luck!
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Nonsense: Band
First off let me just say that hydrocodone will fuck you up. I took two little white pills before I went to sleep last night and shit damn!
I woke up about 45 minutes later (2230) and the room was spinning and I had the odd sensation that I was melting into my bed. I also felt like throwing up, was sweating profusely, and as I continued to drift in and out of the sleep realm had some horrendous nightmares.
Melting into my bed! At least I wasn't in any pain I suppose.
I was only a little bit dizzy when I woke up for good at 0700 this morning, but that came out later with a quick 30 minute nap somewhere around 1000. A lot of the pain and swelling had dissipated from my mangled mouth and I was able to have a pretty normal day.
Sweet!
I went to Borders to pick up the highly anticipated Sundaily this week which was, duh, The Decemberists, Crane Wife. It's the latest addition to these vagabond's complex discography collection and after seeing The Decemberists live in Chicago I had to own this album.
It really is worth buying, so do it!
Moving on to other rad news, "The Band" had its first official practice today. I helped Dan Gescheider move all of his guitar equipment out to my storage locker on Dyess Parkway and we jammed for about two hours getting absolutely no where musically, but had fun doing it. Our violinist Yu Chin Chao was busy driving home from New Jersey, so, he didn't make the session, but there will be more chances in the future.
We are still looking for a bassist and vocalist, but don't really care if we find one or the other.
Apply within.
I woke up about 45 minutes later (2230) and the room was spinning and I had the odd sensation that I was melting into my bed. I also felt like throwing up, was sweating profusely, and as I continued to drift in and out of the sleep realm had some horrendous nightmares.
Melting into my bed! At least I wasn't in any pain I suppose.
I was only a little bit dizzy when I woke up for good at 0700 this morning, but that came out later with a quick 30 minute nap somewhere around 1000. A lot of the pain and swelling had dissipated from my mangled mouth and I was able to have a pretty normal day.
Sweet!
I went to Borders to pick up the highly anticipated Sundaily this week which was, duh, The Decemberists, Crane Wife. It's the latest addition to these vagabond's complex discography collection and after seeing The Decemberists live in Chicago I had to own this album.
It really is worth buying, so do it!
Moving on to other rad news, "The Band" had its first official practice today. I helped Dan Gescheider move all of his guitar equipment out to my storage locker on Dyess Parkway and we jammed for about two hours getting absolutely no where musically, but had fun doing it. Our violinist Yu Chin Chao was busy driving home from New Jersey, so, he didn't make the session, but there will be more chances in the future.
We are still looking for a bassist and vocalist, but don't really care if we find one or the other.
Apply within.
Friday, November 24, 2006
Nonsense: The Day After Thanksgiving
This whole wisdom teeth thing is actually pretty annoying. I thought my condition was supposed to progress in a positive direction, not a negative one. The first two days were pain and swelling free so I expected a speedy recovery and a possible road trip for my Thanksgiving holiday. Of course, on the third day my situation 180'd, my cheeks blew up, and now I have to take the hydrocodone to sleep at night. This shit really does hurt after a while.
Anyway, enough bitching. I'll get better one day.
(I'd keep writing, but I think I'll go lay down instead).
Anyway, enough bitching. I'll get better one day.
(I'd keep writing, but I think I'll go lay down instead).
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Nonsense: Thanksgiving
As I lay in my bed for the third morning in a row watching the sitcom "My Name is Earl" with blood, chocolate ice cream, and Chicken and Stars (for Kids!) caked on my horrible lips, it dawned on me that if I wasn't going to do something constructive like ride a bicycle today, I could at least make the effort to make a post on my blog.
So, here I am.
Sadly, I must admit that when I walked into the Augusta/Aiken Oral and Facial Surgery facility on the morning of the 21st I was completely and utterly SCARED.
Yes, I said it. Scared.
For the week prior to my surgery I had been having a recurring nightmare that I would wake up mid operation and freak out. So, it was with nervous anticipation that I was led into the operating room, helped into my chair of doom, and had my IV started. Doctor Bakeman came into the room, said good morning to me, did something to my IV, and...
...The next thing I remember is riding in SGT Lee's blazer back to Fort Gordon holding an ice pack to my ear thinking it was my cell phone. There was no horrible wake up in the middle of my operation in which I could feel Doctor Bakeman's scalpel slicing away at my gums. Dreams sometimes don't come true and that's a good thing.
The whole experience hasn't been that bad. I've had very little pain or swelling up until this morning when my cheeks did poke out like a chipmunk's (or squirrel's). I'd say the worst part of it all is the fact that I haven't taken a shower for three days and I smell like a dirt bag. I also can't go out and eat a real meal of food. I have to stick to the essentials like Campbell's Chicken and Stars (for Kids!).
Mostly I just lay in bed watching DVDs and thinking of how much cooler my life would be if I was still in Chicago.
I went on leave to Chicago from the 9th to the 17th of November to visit my brother Joey and the Trish who now lives there. I think we did pretty well riding the EL, going to rock shows, seeing movies, and cruising the downtown area. I found this huge complex city of eight million human beans so intriguing that I would like to take back any bad things I've ever said about urban environments being inferior to nature. The city is actually a pretty rad place and I find myself missing it so, I think I'll write a poem about it and post it later. Besides, if I was a bike messenger in a gargantuan city I could ride a singlespeed just as much as if I was camped out in Pisgah (and make money doing it too). It was also good to drive through West Virginia to see and visit with family. Thanks for the baby pictures grandma and I will mail them back to you (I promise).
For those of you who don't know I'm supposedly in/starting a band these days. Yes, that's right, a band. Right now we consist of a guitarist, violinist, and a drummer. No material, no lyrics, not even a practice to our name. It's a little rough getting things like this off of the ground, especially when the guitarist works a schedule opposite of everyone else, but we'll keep trying to make it happen and see where it goes.
I'll keep you posted.
Finally, I haven't touched a bike for about two weeks which is depressing, but sometimes I guess you just burn out...or go on leave. Actually that's all a lie, I'm touching a bike right now, I just haven't ridden it for two weeks. Seriously, prior to going on leave I found it hard to have a good time while riding a bike and I fear that I might have burnt out on riding. This is due possbily to the fact that I ride the same trails/routes over and over again or maybe it's just that time of the year when Charlie burns out on riding. I really don't know, but I'm going to find some other things to do until I bounce back and have the desire to ride again.
I really think I just need a change of scenery.
Oh, so it's Thanksgiving. Well, I give thanks to lots of things; Chicken and Stars, chocolate ice cream, country berry scented candles, bicycles, friends that make me smile, Chicago, snow, finally taking a shower, and looking forward to a time when I can eat solid foods again.
Happy Thanksgiving!
(Sorry for the 23 day period of silence...it happens).
So, here I am.
Sadly, I must admit that when I walked into the Augusta/Aiken Oral and Facial Surgery facility on the morning of the 21st I was completely and utterly SCARED.
Yes, I said it. Scared.
For the week prior to my surgery I had been having a recurring nightmare that I would wake up mid operation and freak out. So, it was with nervous anticipation that I was led into the operating room, helped into my chair of doom, and had my IV started. Doctor Bakeman came into the room, said good morning to me, did something to my IV, and...
...The next thing I remember is riding in SGT Lee's blazer back to Fort Gordon holding an ice pack to my ear thinking it was my cell phone. There was no horrible wake up in the middle of my operation in which I could feel Doctor Bakeman's scalpel slicing away at my gums. Dreams sometimes don't come true and that's a good thing.
The whole experience hasn't been that bad. I've had very little pain or swelling up until this morning when my cheeks did poke out like a chipmunk's (or squirrel's). I'd say the worst part of it all is the fact that I haven't taken a shower for three days and I smell like a dirt bag. I also can't go out and eat a real meal of food. I have to stick to the essentials like Campbell's Chicken and Stars (for Kids!).
Mostly I just lay in bed watching DVDs and thinking of how much cooler my life would be if I was still in Chicago.
I went on leave to Chicago from the 9th to the 17th of November to visit my brother Joey and the Trish who now lives there. I think we did pretty well riding the EL, going to rock shows, seeing movies, and cruising the downtown area. I found this huge complex city of eight million human beans so intriguing that I would like to take back any bad things I've ever said about urban environments being inferior to nature. The city is actually a pretty rad place and I find myself missing it so, I think I'll write a poem about it and post it later. Besides, if I was a bike messenger in a gargantuan city I could ride a singlespeed just as much as if I was camped out in Pisgah (and make money doing it too). It was also good to drive through West Virginia to see and visit with family. Thanks for the baby pictures grandma and I will mail them back to you (I promise).
For those of you who don't know I'm supposedly in/starting a band these days. Yes, that's right, a band. Right now we consist of a guitarist, violinist, and a drummer. No material, no lyrics, not even a practice to our name. It's a little rough getting things like this off of the ground, especially when the guitarist works a schedule opposite of everyone else, but we'll keep trying to make it happen and see where it goes.
I'll keep you posted.
Finally, I haven't touched a bike for about two weeks which is depressing, but sometimes I guess you just burn out...or go on leave. Actually that's all a lie, I'm touching a bike right now, I just haven't ridden it for two weeks. Seriously, prior to going on leave I found it hard to have a good time while riding a bike and I fear that I might have burnt out on riding. This is due possbily to the fact that I ride the same trails/routes over and over again or maybe it's just that time of the year when Charlie burns out on riding. I really don't know, but I'm going to find some other things to do until I bounce back and have the desire to ride again.
I really think I just need a change of scenery.
Oh, so it's Thanksgiving. Well, I give thanks to lots of things; Chicken and Stars, chocolate ice cream, country berry scented candles, bicycles, friends that make me smile, Chicago, snow, finally taking a shower, and looking forward to a time when I can eat solid foods again.
Happy Thanksgiving!
(Sorry for the 23 day period of silence...it happens).
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