2008 was good to me, it got me out of Duluth and college, to date I have earned quite a bit more this year than any other year in my life, which is really great since I’m paying for more things than I ever have in my life, nice. Heres the list I know you want to see:
Best:
Movie: Wall-E It was sooo good. I don’t think there has been such an excellent social prophecy ever predicted in a G movie
TV Show: Guilty. I like a TV show, but not just any TV show Tru Blood a HBO show about Vampires, nothing like a show that portrays hated minorities in the south, only now its ok! Why? Because these minorities are Vampires.
Concert: Trans-Siberian Orchestra. The lights! The Music! The Company! It was hard not to love.
Album: Panic at the Disco Takes it this year with their Mellowed out and Sgt. Peppers-esque Pretty. Odd. I like all of the songs but that one awful one in the middle.
Song: Dan le Sac Vs. Scroobious Pip – Thou Shall Always Kill Clever.
Game: Mario Kart wii, Get a Wii and this game and your free time will be occupied for the next 2 months without question. Heart.
Book: Its New to me, Angels and Demons by Dan Brown. I’m rather excited for the movie since the book was such a page turner.
Wine Type: Garnache
Bar Night: Champions! The evening following Bock Fest at the Brewhouse. I remember lots of bock and some other stuff...sorta
Getaway: Laura And I made our way to Camp Amnicon for a quiet weekend for two, so lovely so cute and so very cold.
Best Events of Note:
Random: This is a tie since I’m not too sure which one wins. Geocaching Event at gooseberry falls knowing no one – Seeing my next door neighbor do his thing on…himself. More than once – A mud Volleyball tournament.
Obsession: Growing things, especially the grape seeds in my freezer right now.
Celebration: There were many things to celebrate this year. Obama’s victory is at the top of the list, especially since we were in grant park hanging out with his other several hundred thousand friends.
Newsworthy: This one is not good. I can’t believe we owe $700 billion more money to our own banks, and the money can’t even be accounted for, bad news.
Exercise: I just want to document that I have taken up swimming as a form of fitness. Weird.
2008 was a life changing year without question, it earned me a college degree, I’ve managed to continue my relationship with the same wonderful woman for 2ish years now, I moved to Oakwood, Illinois where I now own a house which rocks. I have a good Graphic Design job working with the memory of dead folks and creating plaques recognizing alive ones, I have my own (expensive as shit) health insurance, and starting tomorrow my first 401k (go stocks go!)
But 2009 has lots to offer too! For next year will be my first full year of the next 45 in the working world, this is exciting to me but I imagine my old ass self reading this in the future is laughing right now (please don’t be bored and keep making wine!) Since we live so damn close to the south I want to head to Bonaroo and rock out for a weekend of mayhem and “memories” I’m still pretty pumped for Celebrating St. Patrick’s day with flogging molly and Growing all sorts of things in our garden, including the beginning of my own private vineyard. Laura and I hope to travel somewhere exciting and frankly I can’t wait! Here’s to the future my friends.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Hows my little Orchestra?
Last night my Parents took the kids and their favorite significant others to behold the spectacle that is The Trans-Siberian Orchestra.
If the average age of the audience wasn't 40+ I would have fully expected all of the haze at the end of the show to be secondhand smoke of the herbal sort...
That said the concert was stellar, perhaps...interstellar... At first I had trouble believing that it was a live show because there were live strings and singers and guitars and a produced light show that floored me from beginning to end. Sometime before the end I found myself thinking wow, this is really well orchestrated, between the dancers the musicians, the lights and the music itself I was impressed, then realized since the band has Orchestra in its name it should be no less magnificent than it was. As you can see from my disjointed sentences I'm having a difficult time describing my concert experiences past enjoyable. Here are some photos from the show, hopefully you will get the idea.
One of the best photo of the night (of 161)
The weekend of the new year expect to see Laura and I in the land of ten thousand lakes. I feel like a boot and some Hefe...Care to join us for a bit of Polka?
If the average age of the audience wasn't 40+ I would have fully expected all of the haze at the end of the show to be secondhand smoke of the herbal sort...
That said the concert was stellar, perhaps...interstellar... At first I had trouble believing that it was a live show because there were live strings and singers and guitars and a produced light show that floored me from beginning to end. Sometime before the end I found myself thinking wow, this is really well orchestrated, between the dancers the musicians, the lights and the music itself I was impressed, then realized since the band has Orchestra in its name it should be no less magnificent than it was. As you can see from my disjointed sentences I'm having a difficult time describing my concert experiences past enjoyable. Here are some photos from the show, hopefully you will get the idea.
One of the best photo of the night (of 161)
The weekend of the new year expect to see Laura and I in the land of ten thousand lakes. I feel like a boot and some Hefe...Care to join us for a bit of Polka?
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Hows my little Excitement?
I am such a nerd.
Flogging Molly tickets went on sale for the congress theater in Chicago today at 10am. By 10:15 I had a pair secured in my name.
Of course I can't forget to mention the show is on St. Patrick's Day! It's going to be a sweaty good time, maybe I'll meet em again!
Flogging Molly tickets went on sale for the congress theater in Chicago today at 10am. By 10:15 I had a pair secured in my name.
Of course I can't forget to mention the show is on St. Patrick's Day! It's going to be a sweaty good time, maybe I'll meet em again!
Monday, December 01, 2008
Hows my little tool?
All little tool jokes aside...
I've done it and I even now a week afterward, still can not believe what I've done. The dastardly deed has been pondered, questioned, answered, and argued over. I decided to make the leap and just go for it, after all, there really isn't that much harm in obtaining one of these:
As some of you might know I made a gamble on using body wash in the shower a few years back, to my surprise it was an invigorating success compared with the traditional shower bar soap. My favorite new excitement from this transition was while lathering myself up (which at the time mysteriously my fellow roomies did not do [didn't realize I wrote that in 2006, holy crap that took forever to find]) I was touching my entire body with my lathered hands, while I am familiar with my body I was not familiar with it on this new wonderfully smelling and sudsy experience. Of course since I thought touching myself all over was the bees knees I didn't want a loofah, which was fine, obviously I couldn't be the only loofah owner in a house dominated by women.
Since that status has now changed I've thought back to the rumors of males around the world owning loofahs and enjoying the cleaning experience associated with them. Since I was a skeptic I decided that since I was going to be buying a loofah I needed to find the most manly showering tool possible, a Black Loofah. While at the local Wal-Mart (ps that new phrase they are using...Awesome![pps, I still don't feel comfy in one of their stores])I found an even manlier version...Black AND Gray. Awesome.
My first loofahing experience...Borderline painful, I know females go through several circles of pain to achieve beauty, this step I was not prepared for. Using my loofah for the first time was like taking a shower with a cheese grater made of sandpaper. I swear my skin screamed while it was being slowly shredded off with each pass. I then added more lubricating wash and found it to be a less painful experience, I then thanked god. Lesson Learned.
In a typical shower soaping session I will begin with my arms, then my chest, belly, one leg then the other, around the twig and berries, and to my back, then finally my rump.
With the exception of my back the last two steps of the looftastic shower began. To all men who are curious and just can't quite scratch their kids just right in the morning, INVEST IN THIS TOOL! The loofahs skin peeling qualities also make it the perfect instrument for nut/chode scratching. It was during this first experience I realized that if I were a cat I would purr, If I were a canine my back leg would uncontrollably shake, and if I were a lion I would roar. Since I am man I simply smiled, Hung my new favorite washing mechanism on the wall and began anticipating my next shower event.
I've done it and I even now a week afterward, still can not believe what I've done. The dastardly deed has been pondered, questioned, answered, and argued over. I decided to make the leap and just go for it, after all, there really isn't that much harm in obtaining one of these:
As some of you might know I made a gamble on using body wash in the shower a few years back, to my surprise it was an invigorating success compared with the traditional shower bar soap. My favorite new excitement from this transition was while lathering myself up (which at the time mysteriously my fellow roomies did not do [didn't realize I wrote that in 2006, holy crap that took forever to find]) I was touching my entire body with my lathered hands, while I am familiar with my body I was not familiar with it on this new wonderfully smelling and sudsy experience. Of course since I thought touching myself all over was the bees knees I didn't want a loofah, which was fine, obviously I couldn't be the only loofah owner in a house dominated by women.
Since that status has now changed I've thought back to the rumors of males around the world owning loofahs and enjoying the cleaning experience associated with them. Since I was a skeptic I decided that since I was going to be buying a loofah I needed to find the most manly showering tool possible, a Black Loofah. While at the local Wal-Mart (ps that new phrase they are using...Awesome![pps, I still don't feel comfy in one of their stores])I found an even manlier version...Black AND Gray. Awesome.
My first loofahing experience...Borderline painful, I know females go through several circles of pain to achieve beauty, this step I was not prepared for. Using my loofah for the first time was like taking a shower with a cheese grater made of sandpaper. I swear my skin screamed while it was being slowly shredded off with each pass. I then added more lubricating wash and found it to be a less painful experience, I then thanked god. Lesson Learned.
In a typical shower soaping session I will begin with my arms, then my chest, belly, one leg then the other, around the twig and berries, and to my back, then finally my rump.
With the exception of my back the last two steps of the looftastic shower began. To all men who are curious and just can't quite scratch their kids just right in the morning, INVEST IN THIS TOOL! The loofahs skin peeling qualities also make it the perfect instrument for nut/chode scratching. It was during this first experience I realized that if I were a cat I would purr, If I were a canine my back leg would uncontrollably shake, and if I were a lion I would roar. Since I am man I simply smiled, Hung my new favorite washing mechanism on the wall and began anticipating my next shower event.
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