decomP February 2009

Remember way back when when I mentioned I was forthcoming in decomP. Well that time is now.

Check out my story, "How to Cheat and Not Feel Bad About It" over at decomP. Tell me what you think. While you're at it... read the entire Issue. Hell, even go back and read some old issues.

Jason Jordan knows how to run a magazine. He won't let you down.

Novella today.

Kona coffee time. Straight from Hawaii.

My apartment smells like what I would want Hawaii to smell like. I've never been. But if I did, that's what it would smell like.

Got Snow Need Shred

It snowed overnight. Enough for me to set up some jib kickers. But, it started sleeting and raining so most of the snow has melted by the time I actually woke up. Damn. I need to frontboard this one rail here on campus that has been staring at me for four years now.

Anyway, since the day is shot and all classes are canceled, I am working on my project.

I have a little bit of homework I need to finish up first. But then its project time.

After that video games.

I submitted to this site Flash Fire 500 last night. Got rejected this morning. So there goes my acceptance streak. It was too good to be true. It's okay. It wasn't really a better story of mine anyway.

Okay, work time.

Coffee. Set. Go!

Hello All

I like batteries. I think they make things work better for everyone.


I was accepted into Spoken War. Go me! Take a gander.


My body aches from the gym yesterday. And I'm going today so it will hurt tomorrow.


But first I am going to play some NHL 09. Afterwords I will be eating stuffed peppers that Andrew said he is going to make for the apartment.

Au Revoir.

Status: Accepted

Remember way back when when I mentioned that I submitted to SeventyTwoWords? Well I got accepted, beeshes. Here is a link straight to my story. But I encourage you to read the site. Some of the stuff posted is pretty cool. Anyway, check it out.


In other news, I am finally going to update 50 to 1 today. Thank god.


But first: a few rounds of LittleBigPlanet.

Today We Are All a Part of History.

Today Obama was inaugurated. I wish could have been there. That would have been cool.

I think it's funny how MTV thinks they can cover political events like this. Are they trying to make it cool so teenagers will want to vote or something? I guess.

Did you know he is a lefty? Obama, I mean. I just watched him sign some documents. He's lefty. Maybe that's a good thing. Bill Clinton was the last lefty president. I don't know much about Clinton's administration. I was like ten when he was president.

Now I'm watching the news anchors interview random people on the street. And a lot of them have no idea why they like Obama so much. Much of them said they liked the inauguration because they were all a part of history. Then the anchor was like, "What made this so special for you?" and they were like, "I'm just happy that a black african american can be president." Then he was like "What parts of his speech moved you the most? Or made you feel like this next term is going to be good?" and the people said, "Hope and Change." It was completely obvious that the interviewies had no idea what Obama's political stance was. And that makes me sad. It makes me feel like a lot of people only voted for him because he is black. I don't know. I'm not trying to sound racist. I don't even know if I am. Am I? I apologize if I'm coming off like that. I just wish people voted for Obama because of his strong political standpoints and realized he is going to change America because of those standpoints. Yes the fact that he is black is a big part in making this history. But it's not the only reason. You know? Gah.

I'm rambling. I apologize. Time to go to work.

Seven things for DJ

So here is that list of seven things I told DJ I'd fill out. I don't intend on tagging anyone on it mainly because I know no one will do it. But if you want to feel free to do it.

7 things admitted:

1. I feel as if I let people down more often that I probably do in reality.

2. I am not a lazy human being, I just like to be comfortable all the time.

3. I feel bad when a really good song comes on my iPod and I skip it because I really don't feel like listening to it at the moment.

4. If I was taller and a little bit more handsome I would get laid more.

5. Jack Kerouac is the reason I started writing. He is also the reason I want to do nothing but road trip my entire life.

6. I'm not an expert on any one thing. I am what you would call 'well rounded.' I am able to keep up with people who are really good in certain things but I, myself, am not good at any one specific thing and it bugs the hell out of me because I will never be able to accomplish anything because of it. Like writing comprehensible sentences.

7. I like reggae music.



So there you go. I feel like some more random things could be found here. Check it out. Okay, slater.

Thoughts on Regret

In search for my existential truth, I found that my snooping around has caused thoughts to arise in my skull that I do not wish to think about. Rather, I would like to be able to enjoy whatever has been laid out in front of me so I can stop thinking about insignificant matters in the relationships I have with others. Every time this happens to me I think of the tattoo my brother has on his back, “the past has no future, the present has no past.” Not entirely too sure what it means, but for some reason it never lets me stop thinking about the past. It’s not that I regret what I’ve done. It’s more along the lines of just wishing I could relive it having the knowledge I have now. Then again, maybe that is the definition of regret. Either way it doesn’t matter. The amount of time I’ve spent on this thought has driven me up a wall for just over four years. So I proposed a new plan to combat my mental barricade.

I will stop typing on this keyboard. I will put down the PlayStation controller. I will stop wasting time. Maybe I will make a life-altering decision and move out of my parents’ house. I will lease a house or apartment in Vermont and spend the remaining years of the younger portion of my life and do nothing but snowboard. Or maybe I will move out to California. I’ve never been to the West Coast. (Right Coast Represent). Either way it will force me to change.

And that way I can take a deep breathe, look back and say, “Fuck. I’ve had one hell of a good run.”

Gnarly

Gnar: (verb) to snarl, growl.

Gnar: (noun) powpow, something to shred.



Today's shred session sucked. Weak gnar. Poor jib set-up. Lame.

Groin Punches and Events

This morning: I woke up with a thunderous hangover. I punched it in the groin with coffee. Go me.

Then I wrote.

Now: I'm watching Scrubs Season 6 for the rest of the day while I finish designing my new tattoo. I plan on getting it before the second semester starts. I'm a little bit excited if you couldn't tell.

Anyway, go to a reading in Philly on January 7th. Mickey Hess and Tao Lin @ Brickbat. Go to that link for details. I will see you there.

Thoughts as the come to me.

I cannot believe it is 2009. I still look at 1999 like it was yesterday. Or like when I look at the date a movie or CD was produced and it says 1999 and I'm like, "that's pretty recent." When in reality it's more like a decade ago. Shit.


Anyway, Happy 2009 ladies and gentlemen. I hope all of you had a great holiday.


Man, it's crazy. I can't believe that I have one semester left as an Undergraduate student. I'm old. I am not ready for the real world. I want to be a high schooler again. Just doing whatever and getting in trouble without any consequences. Shit.

Anyway, I've been slacking in the writing department. However, I have updated the 50 to 1 site a few times. So maybe my editor status will cancel out my slacker status.

Also, DJ tagged me in this 7 thing. I plan on filling it out soon. When I'm awake for real.

Okay time for leftover lasagna.

PS: I really want the Pineapple Express DVD. That was a good movie.