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Changing Colors cont’d

As of today, it’s been exactly two months since I’ve left DC to come back to Texas. Since returning to my hometown, I haven’t exactly stayed put. In the span of those two months, I have (in chronological order): roadtripped up to Oklahoma and back to help a friend move; flew out to Las Vegas for two days for work; went up to small town of Wimberley to go tubing on my birthday; drove up to Austin on a weeknight to see one of my favorite bands perform; flew up to Milwaukee for work and then hitched a ride to Chicago for the following weekend; and am just about to finish a roadtrip up to Dallas that included the last of my work travel and a reunion with college friends. To some people that’s probably not all that much, some folks travel across the country for a living, and I’m sure there are plenty who would trump me in a frequent flyer/driver miles competition. But for me, this is pretty epic. And along with those travels came some memorable experiences. Highlights along th

On my way back home

I boarded the plane armed with a backpack, a guitar case, and a stuffed bulldog named “Handsome Dan” sporting a shirt that read “Yale Class of 2008” across its little bulldog chest. I grabbed the first aisle seat I could find that seemed suitable: enough storage space above it to fit my guitar (check), plenty of older folks who’ll likely just sleep the whole time including a guy right in front that looked like Santa Claus (check), little or no children around a 4 row radius (close enough). I plopped down and glanced over at my aisle-mate sitting in the window seat – a freckled boy about 10 years old, riding alone, and holding a stuffed Dalmatian puppy dog under his left arm. Was I slightly embarrassed to realize that I was carrying a stuffed animal similar to that of the kid sitting next to me? You bet I was. But it’s not like I was trying to impress anyone. Santa Claus passed out before they pulled out from the gate, freckled kid busted out his laptop to play “Star Wars the Best of PC

NBA Finals Game 6

You have to understand, I despise the Lakers. I can't stand any of their players. They've ruined my life several times. They're evil. So evil in fact that I think Phil Jackson made some deal with the devil that guaranteed him the most number of NBA rings than any other coach in exchange for looking like a billy goat (note: this is similar to my theory about Ronaldinho making a similar deal except substitute soccer stardom and looking like a horse). Picture me, May 2004, about to graduate from high school (and coincidentally in the best shape of my life), at a friend's house to watch a pivotal playoff game between the Spurs and the Lakers. The Lakers were the only thing in the way between the Spurs and a back-to-back championship. Nothing would've capped off a thus-far stellar year better than San Antonio wiping out Los Angeles. And we'd just about done it. I mean, we had the LEAD with only 0.4 seconds left in the game. 0.4 seconds. That's nothing. You c

The Lost Blog Post

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Woah, so I just found this old post that I never finished from back when I was watching the first season of Lost. Total throwback post, which is pretty fitting seeing as how the last final episodes of the show really tried to tie everything back to the first season. Here are thoughts from the second half of season 1 of Lost... More thoughts from Season 1: Okay, it's been like 6 episodes now and there's been no discussion about who the hell hit Sayid in the head and destroyed the transceiver way back when. I know there's tons of other stuff goin down, but I feel like figuring that out would be pretty important. Do they expect us just to assume it was that Ethan dude? I'm still convinced it was Locke. Hurley just started complaining about not getting enough protein in his diet, and Sun, the Korean wife, just planted a garden. It's like they're rubbin it in the guy's face. Come on now. Locke just knocked out asthmatic girls brother and tied him u

Humidity and some tunes

Diagnosis: Humidity Prescription: Explosions in the Sky (no, not that kind , even though they're awesome too ) I know it's still technically somewhere between Spring and Summer right now, but I was just outside earlier today and the humidity was so bad that it literally felt like walking through a cloud trapped inside a sauna housed in the heart of the tropical rainforest while wearing a snuggie. During the short time that it took to enjoy a meal at Five Guys, it randomly started pouring rain outside in broad daylight with the sun still shining and everything. Now I don't know if I'd necessarily classify that as rainfall, because really it was more like the air was so drenched with humidity that it literally couldn't get any more saturated than it already was, and so the atmosphere just sorta burst open and the air turned into water and got everybody on their way to Target soaked. And then within five minutes it was over and back to just being hot and sticky and hum

Longing for Simpler Times

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Diagnosis: New Millennium Blues Prescription: 90s Rock Jams Mixtape So let's face it, these are tough times we're living in. The Economy, Mortgage Crisis, Global Warming, Sneezing Pandas , Baby Cannibalism . I mean, this is some serious stuff. And all of these challenges represent phenomena that are unique to the new millennium. We didn't know about this stuff back in the 90s, (or if we did we were at least pleasantly ignorant of them). But now all this stuff is right in front of us, we can't get away, and sometimes that can be some heavy stuff to deal with - especially on a Monday. As you can see from recent media sources below, the America we once knew and loved, is rapidly disappearing. It's enough to make you tear up a little even. The Daily Show With Jon Stewart Mon - Thurs 11p / 10c Even Better Than the Real Thing www.thedailyshow.com Daily Show Full Episodes Political Humor Health Care Crisis Which is why it's probably good to have a little dose of esc

Live from DC!

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Diagnosis: Dead Silence Prescription: Live Music! So my roommate recently blogged about looking forward to the upcoming year in movies. And I gotta say he compiled quite the list. Personally, there are still ‘09 films I need to check out before the Oscars come around, let alone upcoming movies in 2010 (namely Crazy Heart , which looks like The Wrestler except with a country singer) But seeing his list of movies got me thinking of the kinds of outings that I have to look forward to during my foreseeable future in D.C. Not surprisingly, the first thing that came to my mind was the live music scene and all the concerts I want to check out. Now before I go ahead with listing out all the shows I want to see this Winter/Spring, I should probably explain a little bit about why I’m so into the music clubs here in D.C. in the first place. Our story starts in San Antonio, which is a very quaint city in the heart of Texas. The kind of perfect place to settle down and raise a family. Just a