Well....that went well. I just returned last night from my improve vacation in Corvallis. All in all things went brilliantly. I couldn't wish for a more relaxing vacation, I can't think of how things could have gone better( short of a few certain people still being in town), and I cant help but miss the hell out of it.
Besides the obvious sweetness of just seeing my close buddies again, I couldn't help but notice that pretty much every person in my former circle, at one point or another during my trip, hit me up to hangout and see me before I left. This in it's self is enough to make me go all giggly n' giddy but then the fact that I didn't really give anyone a heads up to the fact that I was there and haven't talked to most of those people regularly since I left really makes it all the better. Clearly one of two things has happened here. Choice A) I'm the shit B) I over estimate the sheer boredom caused by being in Corvallis when 75% of OSU isn't. Either way the cookie crumbles, it still tastes like a cookie. :)
Friday, June 19, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Starlog 613.09: Long term, short term, Seth Rogan
Holy fear-of-underachievement Batman! Seriously? I'd officially be a junior in college if I'd stuck with the program. Instead I've earned the rank of Seth Rogan....sweet. The things I will never learn and never experience there will most likely linger on in the back of my mind, waiting to pounce on every moment of regret and "I told you so" to come. On the plus side though, I relish being able to quote Kanye every time I run into an old classmate:
"Told em I finished school, and started my own business; they say "oh you graduated?", nah I decided I was finished"
So it is with future redemption in mind that I write this.
Currently I'm kickin' in O.G. style in my hometown, Bend, with little to no "new" in my life. It is a plague on my morale and state of mind, only kept in check by the best of friends (which will be referred to as"bodes"(boe-deez)), travel, and the sheer beauty and variety of Bend. Longboarding, floating, and exploration are my favorit-est ways to change up the day to day, but even the best of those are beginning to spoil with repetition. My business life does add a great dimension to my life. And while I see my future business plans as a super sweet means for living the rest of my life and a way of proving myself, at this point they can be described as little more than a twinkle in my eye. In this recipe for financial success it seems at this point the key ingredient is time.
In the long term scheme of things I hope to build up a rep with several breweries here in town that I'm currently working with. My job with them could best be described as freelance hand giver and part time buddy-o-the-brew master. It's sort of a cool deal. Basically since the actual paper pushing internships go to the recently graduated, little ol' me just went straight to the brew master's and got the ok to help them with their jobs. Yea how's that feel Mr. Bachelors Degree, like a $40,000 hole in your pocket? Anywho, after I'm up to this for the next 2 years I'm heading out into the world...again. Most likely to someplace like Portland or Seattle, given my unconditional love of the North West. This is where I'll try to gain more workforce experience at breweries/wineries/distilleries. After a couple years of life at large I hope to come back to Bend in order to open my own place, details at a later time. So, there's my big picture. I'm pretty stoked and optimistic as to how it's gunna' go down. Pretty much if i can pull off this master plan I'll be in a good place, surrounded by good people, doing all the good things I want. Not too ambitious/general and completely inviting failure, right? Honestly, this is one of the few things I am stoked to call a career, I see few other options that end this well and that wouldn't drive me to spilling my own blood.
As for short term, I'm not too worried. Dare I say I like where I am? Seth Rogan?! Fuck yea! That man is unparalleled in his contribution to the large-dude scene. Seriously, I know more men that worship Seth Rogan than Christianity. He's the first of his kind, large, attractive and funny. Before now large mammals had to stick to rooting for those that nailed just being funny and large (Kevin James, Gabriel Iglesias), which while being ha-larious, has sadly never gotten anyone who resembles them laid. Anywho, I digress. After 18 years in one place the "new" can only go so far, and as such it's only the beginning of summer and already i fear the inevitable boredom period. You know, that time in late August/September when every one's friends are busy and your day seems to circulate around lounging about in the uncomfortable heat, searching fruitlessly through a fog of I-Dont-Care-Whadda-You-Wanna-Do, for something to make you forget you're wasting your summer. Think this might be the summer of demise? Yet again, fear not dear reader, for a plan has been put into action! To move out of the parental abode in order to move in with my three dearest Bodey's in the coming months. Nothing like a change in head quarters to spice things up.
"Told em I finished school, and started my own business; they say "oh you graduated?", nah I decided I was finished"
So it is with future redemption in mind that I write this.
Currently I'm kickin' in O.G. style in my hometown, Bend, with little to no "new" in my life. It is a plague on my morale and state of mind, only kept in check by the best of friends (which will be referred to as"bodes"(boe-deez)), travel, and the sheer beauty and variety of Bend. Longboarding, floating, and exploration are my favorit-est ways to change up the day to day, but even the best of those are beginning to spoil with repetition. My business life does add a great dimension to my life. And while I see my future business plans as a super sweet means for living the rest of my life and a way of proving myself, at this point they can be described as little more than a twinkle in my eye. In this recipe for financial success it seems at this point the key ingredient is time.
In the long term scheme of things I hope to build up a rep with several breweries here in town that I'm currently working with. My job with them could best be described as freelance hand giver and part time buddy-o-the-brew master. It's sort of a cool deal. Basically since the actual paper pushing internships go to the recently graduated, little ol' me just went straight to the brew master's and got the ok to help them with their jobs. Yea how's that feel Mr. Bachelors Degree, like a $40,000 hole in your pocket? Anywho, after I'm up to this for the next 2 years I'm heading out into the world...again. Most likely to someplace like Portland or Seattle, given my unconditional love of the North West. This is where I'll try to gain more workforce experience at breweries/wineries/distilleries. After a couple years of life at large I hope to come back to Bend in order to open my own place, details at a later time. So, there's my big picture. I'm pretty stoked and optimistic as to how it's gunna' go down. Pretty much if i can pull off this master plan I'll be in a good place, surrounded by good people, doing all the good things I want. Not too ambitious/general and completely inviting failure, right? Honestly, this is one of the few things I am stoked to call a career, I see few other options that end this well and that wouldn't drive me to spilling my own blood.
As for short term, I'm not too worried. Dare I say I like where I am? Seth Rogan?! Fuck yea! That man is unparalleled in his contribution to the large-dude scene. Seriously, I know more men that worship Seth Rogan than Christianity. He's the first of his kind, large, attractive and funny. Before now large mammals had to stick to rooting for those that nailed just being funny and large (Kevin James, Gabriel Iglesias), which while being ha-larious, has sadly never gotten anyone who resembles them laid. Anywho, I digress. After 18 years in one place the "new" can only go so far, and as such it's only the beginning of summer and already i fear the inevitable boredom period. You know, that time in late August/September when every one's friends are busy and your day seems to circulate around lounging about in the uncomfortable heat, searching fruitlessly through a fog of I-Dont-Care-Whadda-You-Wanna-Do, for something to make you forget you're wasting your summer. Think this might be the summer of demise? Yet again, fear not dear reader, for a plan has been put into action! To move out of the parental abode in order to move in with my three dearest Bodey's in the coming months. Nothing like a change in head quarters to spice things up.
Foreward/Prologue?
So, as you may have guessed this is a blog, but not just any mere blog! Oh no dear reader, this is MY blog, and as such I hereby vow to keep it R-E-A-L, er at least I would if I were less white. As is the case(or race) though, I will always do my damndest to keep this thing flowing with emotion & meaning, teeming with excitement, ripe with semi- relevence, and sometimes riddled with the type of quality journalism best described as a clusterf*** . I'm making it the mission of this thing to give me a medium in which I can voice myself on whatever's important without running the actual risk of having to take responsibility of my actions or words. Or just catch up whoevers listening in on my half ass attempt to harvest all that writing potential I was told I had lying around in school. This things gunna get (action)packed with everything from the obligatory passing thoughts of a twenty something college dropout dude (cars/longboarding, girls, style, life), to empassioned soap-box style speeches(enviroment, government, T-pain) and finally a nice scattering of stories, handpicked by your humble nar'ator to fill all that deadspace inbetween thoughts worth manifesting. And so on that note, I would like to thank you for checking this out and encourage you to check in occasionally cuz' it's only getting better from here.
p.s. I promise to try and make you giggle
p.s. I promise to try and make you giggle
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