My about me page was just updated today, and I recently added some new quotes. Check ‘em out.
The World From My Point Of View
My about me page was just updated today, and I recently added some new quotes. Check ‘em out.
Welcome to the 34th annual Where’s Waldo (Penguin edition). You really can’t look at this without saying, “Wow, that’s a lot of penguins.” Cause really, it’s a lot of stinkin penguins.
This sign is hilarious. It’s a warning not to hit your head on… you guessed it… that very sign! Click on the picture to go to the flickr page where it is located and read the description. And I know it’s deeplinked, which is generally bad practice, but it’s copyrighted. What else is one to do?
(special thanks to lush)
This is my final project for my multimedia fundamentals class. Over 10 hours of shooting and editing led to this two and a half minute video. Enjoy. (And for those of you who are wondering, yes that is my voice narrating.)

I just found this poem that I wrote when I was in fifth grade and I thought I would share. It was published in the 1997 edition of the Anthology of Poetry by Young Americans.
Money does not grow on trees…
Well that’s what everybody says to me.
I don’t believe it, that can’t be,
Money has to grow on trees.So all the money that I’ve kept,
Is moving to a different depth
I covered it up with a small mound,
And my money is growing underground.One year has passed and I’ve seen leaves of green,
And I’ll be rich like in my dream.
Really rich is what I mean.Fifty dollar bills have sprouted,
more will come I have no doubted.
Fall is here and time to pick,
I’ve got to hurry because time will tick.I’ve picked my money and what I’ve gotten,
Does not look good, I think it’s rotten.
Now I’m poor unlike my dream,
Really poor is what I mean!
Special thanks to unkempt woman for the image.
It’s been awhile since I’ve posted anything to my blog. So, I think I am due. Well, the semester is winding down. Classes are officially over, all that remains are finals, and my motivation to do anything is about zero. Which, for the record, is the story of my life. Nevertheless, only 6 more days till the semester is over forever and I will be left with one. That’s right, I’m busting out of this joint in May. I am very excited about that. The problem is, I have no idea what I want to do with my life. I’m not entirely sure I want to work with computers for the rest of my life. Which leads me into chapter 24. For those of you who don’t know, I’m 23. And, hypothetically, if I were writing the story to my life, I would have a different chapter for each year of my life. So, in theory, I would be on chapter 23. The problem is, the last I don’ t know, three weeks or so of my life have been really weird. In fact, I don’t really know any other way to explain it other than just that, it’s weird. It’s not that anything is necessarily wrong. In fact, things have been quite good. I just have no idea what I’m doing, why things are happening the way they are, and I may or may not have a plan. (And by that I mean, I have no plan) Simply put, it’s just a weird time. I was trying to explain to one of my friends to one of my friends how I was going to account for this strange period in my life. This was my exact quote:
“… but, I think that I would have to shimmy (that’s right I said shimmy) another chapter in the middle to cover these weird times… throwing off all subsequent chapters for the rest of my life.”
More to come….
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