There was a time when he stood proud and strong. A hero among men. Friend to all and enemy only to the foolish. He’d been known to get a little rowdy but he did his best to not be mean. But now he just looks out the window and waits for his time to come.
Glorious.
I consider myself lucky to have been able to experience its glory. It was so magical. I doubt such a work of genius, love, and art can ever be recreated, especially within my own lifetime. But there it hung. On the kitchen wall of my grandpas house, of all places. The Big Mouth Billy Bass.
New Blog format
The other day someone mentioned that they had seen a book full of short stories that were limited to 55 words. I thought “hey that’s just about the length of story i can tell before it gets awful (see previous posts)” so maybe i should give it a shot. So thats what my blogs are going to mainly consist of from here on. Sometimes ill post personal updates..but mostly nonsense stories.
A story…
Once upon a time some friends got together and decided that they wanted to make furniture. One group would make tables. Others would make bookcases. Some would work alone and make chairs or stools. But they all worked together, helping each other out as they went along. If the people making tables needed some chairs to make a set complete, then the chair makers would make some chairs and help them out, and vice versa. Before long they made the best furniture anyone had ever seen. It was sturdier, prettier, and more comfortable than any furniture that had ever been built before. They didn’t get much money for their furniture, but they were o.k. with that, because making furniture was what they loved to do and it was what they were good at doing.
But for some reason, nobody really bought the furniture. People would look at it and try it out, and then go back to sitting in uncomfortable chairs and using lopsided tables. The furniture makers saw this and thought “well surely if we just keep making the best furniture around and working together, our furniture will catch on.” But no. For some reason, people preferred the poorly made stuff to the well made stuff. There would be spurts of time when they couldn’t make enough furniture to keep all of their customers happy. But more often than that, the furniture sat unused.
After a while the furniture makers got sick of making all of this furniture that was never appreciated. They began to argue and bicker about whose fault it was that nobody was buying their tables and chairs and bookcases. Some decided that maybe they should have never chosen to be a chair maker or a desk maker. They quit their craft and went to work wherever they could find it. Others decided to go and work in a factory where they assembled uncomfortable and crooked furniture. Some thought that maybe if they built houses instead of furniture they could make a name for them self.
Meanwhile more and more people used the terrible furniture that everyone else was buying. And the skills of the ones who did such amazing work went unnoticed and unappreciated, until after a while it was no more.
It’s getting harder and harder to find a comfortable chair these days.
My top albums of 2008
The Dedringers – Sweetheart of the Neighborhood
The Tallest man on Earth – Shallow Grave
Hayes Carll- Trouble in Mind
Kathleen Edwards- Asking for Flowers
Reckless Kelly- Bulletproof
Old 97’s -Blame it on Gravity
Justin Townes Earle- The Good Life
These arent in any order, other than the Justin Townes Earle c.d. was my favorite of 08. I don’t feel like writing a review of each one because im not very good at that, and they would all say something like “i really like this cd. it is good.”
So just take it from me, and atleast listen to them. Especially the JT Earle one and the Tallest man on earth… and the Dedringers.
love you. hugs.xoxo.
Now meet Lefty….
Well..we got a new pooch this weekend. My fiancee works at a vet clinic and i was up there Friday when some people decided they couldn’t afford to have their 4 month old dogs leg amputated so they’d just have her put down. I couldn’t stomach that so i said i’d take her. After kicking some names around we decided on Lefty. She still has all of her legs for now, they have to wait a couple weeks for her pelvis to heal and then they will take the back right leg off. She’s a very sweet little dog and a welcome addition to the family…
Blarg!
Hmm…lets see..what all has happened since we last spoke..
well i got engaged. I don’t need to tell that whole story. You can read it all on our site (see previous entry)
Being engaged is fun. I mean, it’s really not THAT different from just being dating. The main difference is I answer a lot of questions regarding being engaged. The date is set for November 7th of next year. It will be in Granbury. Thats about all i know.
Work is going well. Im ready for a break, but it’s really not that bad. We are doing biggest loser with partners and my team ( me and my Asst. Principal) are winning. We’ve lost a combined 24 pounds. 12 each. Not bad for 2 weeks. Im going to work out every tuesday and thursday in the gym at school. By work out i mean we play games that end up being a work out. Last week we played a game that is like dodge ball with a twist. You have bowling pins set up at the end of your half of the court and you have to block all of your pins from being knocked over, and also play regular dodge ball. If you get hit, you have to go to the side and do 10 jumping jacks or pushups or jump rope or something like that. There was only like 5 of us playing so it was constant running for an hour, which I’m not really used to doing. A couple of times i was pretty sure i was dying. I didn’t though.
Chelsea’s brother and his wife had their 2nd baby last week. Her name is Beckett Chelsea Roe. She’s a cutie. She will be our littlest flower girl.
Thats about all i’ve got. So…yeah. See ya.
Rah Rah Rass…..
Every time i watch a movie like “The Rookie” or “Remember the Titans” I think about how i wish i could go back in time and play football or baseball. Not basketball…lets be reasonable here. But then as i wish back for the ol’ glory days that never were, i think about how I’m not very good at sports. I really don’t care for running or having people yell at me to do better. This is also why im not a very good candidate for the army.
I also have to remind myself that it wouldn’t have been like in the movies. Elkhart was awful at sports. There wouldn’t have been any big celebration after parties on downtown because Elkhart didn’t win anything and there wasn’t anywhere downtown for people to meet as a celebration spot. It would have been me and my friends driving around town, talking about how we wish we would have won. We pretty much did that anyway, only without the agony of defeat.
Maybe it would have been different if i had played. Maybe i was what the team really needed to get it all together and bring in the big win.
Doubtful.
Remember that time…
Remember when Jason, Brent and i all had long hair?
Remember that time Jason, Lesley, Me, Chris Durham, maybe Brent? and some girl that i have no idea who it was and someone else went all the way from College Station to Huntsville in the middle of the night on like a tuesday to go to waffle house… only to get there and find out that there is not a waffle house in Huntsville? And then on the way back Lesley (who was driving) screamed at the top of her lungs because a giant white owl (???) flew over. And it scared the rest of us to death. And i thought a hitchhiker was trying to get in the car?
Remember that time Andrew and i picked up Killa Molier and he smelled so bad i threw up for like an hour afterwards?
Remember that time at the house in Austin we had the huge little plastic bb gun fight. And the entire rest of the time we lived there we would step on the bb’s?
Remember the first night Jason and i hung out with Brent, we were picking him up on campus and it was raining, and we did like a 720 in Jason’s truck?
Remember that giant mud football game on campus.. and the 2nd time we tried to do it we ended up at a elementary school in south college station and called it off because it turns out it wasnt just mud..there was poo. But Jana and Lindsey found out too late?
Remember when we were staying at Brents parents house, and they found my a.d.d. meds and accused Brent of drug abuse..and flushed them?
Remember when Paul and i tagged along to lubbock even though we didn’t have tickets to the game..so we just kinda hung out during.. And i think i cut a tree down for his grandma. Right?
Remember our inherited cat in Austin? What was his name? He got hit by a car. Also our landlord was a prick.
Remember ACL 2004 when like…19 people stayed in our little apt. in Austin?
Remember Zapatos?
Remember when we stole Skow and company’s bow hunting practice deer and hung it on the wall in our apt…and they put jasons car on blocks? And they got into my old sentra to do something to it, but when they saw the inside of it they felt sorry for me and left it alone.
Remember when Jason and i had first moved to College Station and we didn’t have jobs yet.. So we would sit around and watch the 1 channel we had on tv, and eat generic cereal. We had like…37 dollars between us.
Then we got jobs…i worked at Hastings and Jason worked at Dillards. I quit in the middle of a shift because my boss sucked, and Jason got fired from Dillards for being 2 minutes late. But by then we were rich in cologne and books with the covers torn off.
Remember when i worked nights? that sucked.
Many more to come i hope…yall feel free to add to this..
