So not even 3 weeks ago, my feelings for my future went exactly like this:
Graduate from school in October, use my internship experience and knowledge of the industry to get a job at a smaller station back home, work up some credibility in the business (hopefully), and then after 2-3 years at MOST living at home, and hopefully having paid off most of my student loans and debt to my parents, I'd be able to move away, nearly or completely debt free, and at the humble age of 25 or 26, start my life on my total own. Looks pretty reasonable, doesn't it? I mean, living at home until you're 25 isn't ideal, but I wouldn't hate myself for it, especially with my dad's condition, and the fact that I'm not even a little bit close to a relationship.
Well, since then, a few things have happened that have made me consider other options.
1. I suddenly don't feel like I want to go home. It's not a feeling that I want to stay in Cincinnati (even though I probably would), but I'm just not totally ready to move back home yet. Granted, I've got a few months, so that could change again.
2. I suddenly have 2 other job opportunities for part time jobs that I would LOVE to work at, especially full time after school ends and then I'd maybe continue interning or work weekends at a radio station, or something like that, but I've applied at Spin Again (a music, movies, and video games store) and I have an interview Saturday, and I've applied at the Lego store in the mall, and I'm going to be getting a call when kids start leaving for school. Both those places are PERFECT places for me to part-time or full-time until radio is something I can officially land a gig in. However, with 3 months left until I leave, this puts me in a pickle as far as working there for an extended pickle. That brings me to number 3.
3. I suddenly want to live somewhere with roommates. I want the experience of moving in with 1-4 people who I've never met but would potentially have a blast with, specifically people my age (college students immediately come to mind), and just having a great time, and living it up, but still doing my business stuff, too, because since I never went to college, I never got that experience, and I really want it, even for a year or a semester.
4. I suddenly am planning on creating a sports podcast with Jeremy (The Lance & T-Funk Show), and if that actually GOES somewhere, what happens in 3 months when my lease ends and I'm done with school? Does it suddenly END? Do we Skype our podcasts? What happens? I feel like if the podcast actually catches on, it's going to need more than 3 months to establish a fanbase outside of our friends and family, and by leaving Cincinnati, I kill that, and I would love to see the potential for this actually go somewhere.
5. I suddenly like a girl from down here. Sort of. Not really, though. It's one of those puppy love type things, where it doesn't feel like anything more than on the surface attraction, but who knows, it could actually make some leaps and bounds, but it's nothing I'm going to push on the off chance I don't stay here.
I don't know how all of these things will materialize, but I'm hoping I can make more sense of them in the next month or 2 and figure out the difference between what I really WANT to do and what I really NEED to do.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Remember This?
So I haven't blogged in a good month and a half or so, and I'm not sure if I have a good reason, but I'll just say I do and move on. For those of you who are NOT aware, or if I just haven't talked to you since you last read my blog, which I don't think is anyone to be honest, I have been "busy". Now, sure, I have my internship at Cumulus Radio, I have my job at the Limited, and I've got class 3 nights a week. However, with each of those there are nice little * beside them.
With Cumulus, I haven't really gotten 'on board' so to speak, so I pretty much go in when I call in and ask if they need me, not the other way around, which stinks. I mean, don't get me wrong, it's spectacular to have an internship. I just hate not knowing when I am needed and when I'm not as a result of not being notified of anything outside of concerts.
With the Limited, we've hit a slower spot in the selling rotation, and we're over hours a lot, so I'm getting my shifts cut, which is fine, because I get annoyed with that job fairly quickly sometimes. I still need money, though, as was very evident with this last paycheck. Almost exactly 2/3 of it went to bills and I got stuck with $40 for 2 weeks. Blech. Thank goodness for FYE and their promotions.
Finally, with school, it seems like we've hit that wonderful point where everything is becoming a lot more of a breeze and we can basically phone it in and call it a day sooner than we probably can afford. I'm still learning a TON and loving it a TON, but it feels so routine. Which I actually think is great. It's not a boring routine, it's a fun routine that I don't mind. I'm just waiting for an absurd curve ball.
That's not all that's happened, however. Since my last blog, I've been to good friends get married and then attended the best wedding reception I've ever been at. Whenever a wedding reception houses an IMPROMPTU rock opera presentation of Bohemian Rhapsody, and you partake in it, it automatically makes it the best one you've ever been to. I've also attended a Coldplay concert with 2 of my good girl friends, and that was a hoot. Plus, my 22nd birthday has come and gone, and with that birthday came a visit home to see a TON of people. In fact, on my birthday was one of the first Jesus Parties in I'm not sure how long, and let me tell you, it was a different one. It felt so different I actually came home and saved a VERY rough draft of how the night progressed. How I'm going to work this is I'm going to leave the rough draft notes as what I put them at and I'm going to elaborate, okay? Here we go.
The next night there was a gathering at Sarah's house since she was going to YWAM (which, at this point, she actually has gone). That was fun, there was volleyball, we swam in her pool, it was nifty. This was almost rendered completely moot, however, by the Denny's trip that would occur shortly after. Now, usually when a Denny's run is called for, you expect a good breakfast meal at midnight, a little social fun, and then you go home. We got that and more on this trip. Myself, Maynard Miller, Ryan Troyer, Matt Yoder, and Jared Schlabach go to the Denny's in New Phila, and of ALL THE NIGHTS, on this night they are cleaning the carpet and Denny's is CLOSED! ARGH! WHAT? WHY? So when we ask about a reopen time, and we are informed it'll be about 12:45-1:00, we must make a decision. Do we wait? Go B.S. at Wal-Mart? Or say screw it. We waited it out! We walked over to Wal-Mart, were over there for quite a while. Ryan played some Mario Tennis on the Wii they had set up, and we were somehow able to waste enough time to get back over there and go in and eat. I'll be honest with you here. It was a really late night that night, and I don't remember everything that was hilarious about that meal, but believe me when I say it was one of the 3 best Denny's runs I've made ever. It might even be the best. One of the highlights was digging through Maynard, mine, and Jared's cars to get enough money for Jared and Ryan to eat. We managed to scrape up $7 for them to split for dinner! They each got some Pancake Puppies (I think that's what they were called). Man, I really wish I could remember what made that such an epic Denny's trip, but trust me when I say it was. It was basically the definition of the phrase 'you had to be there', because it's just something that won't be replicated.
By now, you're probably thinking that I can't possibly have anything else in store for you. WELL YOU WOULD BE WRONG! Remember WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY back at the top how I told you about that wedding? Well, at that wedding I talked to Tina Marye, my BFF (haha), and we talked about me coming down and being "summertime friends" (her words) since I live a respectable distance away. Well, this past July 4th weekend, I did just that. I traveled down to Lexington, and it was as great as I hoped it would be. I was just excited to hang with Tina, but then I meet her friends. While everyone (Shannon, Erin, Nikki, Abe, Derek, everyone else) was great, really kind, and very welcoming to the point that I didn't feel awkward or like a newcomer at all, which is tremendous, I feel that Shanna deserves special mention, and here's why. Within 5 minutes, FIVE MINUTES, we were arguing about Michael Jackson songs like we'd known each other for years. Then we go to pick out a movie to watch with the group, we both want Taken (because who DOESN'T want to see Liam Neeson beat people up for almost an entire movie?), and then, here's the kicker, she has the final song from Gladiator on her iPod, and does what I DO, which is mildly interpretive dance to it. I almost feel bad that I didn't sing it, but it's a woman singing the part, and that would be intense for me to ball DOWN and sing that. So that was like the super fantastic Shanna and Tyler bonding time that made this weekend gravy. It got so much better, though. From the multitude of fireworks shows (despite the fact that I consider fireworks overrated), to being SERENADED by Shanna and Shannon (which was fantastic on illogical levels despite the song choices), and just hanging out and feeling like I've known these people forever. Son of a...........now I want to go back again. I haven't met anyone from Kentucky that I don't like up to this point in my life. Kentucky is batting 1.000, .950 at worst. Good job, Kentucky.
Which brings me up until right now. I'm still awake because I had floor set until 4 a.m. last night, and that thing always messes with my sleep schedule for a week or 2 afterwards. Clearly. I think I'll stop, though, because it's asking a LOT to read through all this, and I know that nobody will, because who has that kind of time?
Until the next time I feel guilty for not writing in this ever.
Listenings during the typing of this blog entry
My Morning Jacket's 'Z'
Animal Collective's 'Merriweather Post Pavilion'
With Cumulus, I haven't really gotten 'on board' so to speak, so I pretty much go in when I call in and ask if they need me, not the other way around, which stinks. I mean, don't get me wrong, it's spectacular to have an internship. I just hate not knowing when I am needed and when I'm not as a result of not being notified of anything outside of concerts.
With the Limited, we've hit a slower spot in the selling rotation, and we're over hours a lot, so I'm getting my shifts cut, which is fine, because I get annoyed with that job fairly quickly sometimes. I still need money, though, as was very evident with this last paycheck. Almost exactly 2/3 of it went to bills and I got stuck with $40 for 2 weeks. Blech. Thank goodness for FYE and their promotions.
Finally, with school, it seems like we've hit that wonderful point where everything is becoming a lot more of a breeze and we can basically phone it in and call it a day sooner than we probably can afford. I'm still learning a TON and loving it a TON, but it feels so routine. Which I actually think is great. It's not a boring routine, it's a fun routine that I don't mind. I'm just waiting for an absurd curve ball.
That's not all that's happened, however. Since my last blog, I've been to good friends get married and then attended the best wedding reception I've ever been at. Whenever a wedding reception houses an IMPROMPTU rock opera presentation of Bohemian Rhapsody, and you partake in it, it automatically makes it the best one you've ever been to. I've also attended a Coldplay concert with 2 of my good girl friends, and that was a hoot. Plus, my 22nd birthday has come and gone, and with that birthday came a visit home to see a TON of people. In fact, on my birthday was one of the first Jesus Parties in I'm not sure how long, and let me tell you, it was a different one. It felt so different I actually came home and saved a VERY rough draft of how the night progressed. How I'm going to work this is I'm going to leave the rough draft notes as what I put them at and I'm going to elaborate, okay? Here we go.
- "feeling out of place" - Alright, this one is awfully touchy, because almost everyone who was there has access to this, and I do not in any way want to offend. When I showed up to the Jesus Party, I was walking there expecting it to be a social gathering of extravagant success and for everyone to be talking to each other, about whatever, and then later on worship would start and it would transform into the actual Jesus Party element of it. This was not to be, however, as I was greeted by a slightly intense Q & A type session and it caught me so off guard that I almost left before I had the chance to talk to anyone. I mean, I would have come back, obviously, but it was so uncomfortable for me, because if you KNOW me at all, you know that while I'm a Christian.........well, we're gonna get into that right now on the second point.
- "wondering how we're loved if we are just content, and why it's so awful that we ARE" - So yes, this where I'm pointing to. I am a content Christian. I have been for quite sometime. All my life I have been taught that God's Love is everlasting and is such a thing of beauty that it needs to be shared with everyone and shouted from the mountain tops, and look, I GET THAT. I am not disagreeing with that as a form of getting people to learn about God, and quite honestly, people that can do that are so high on my respect meter that it's almost scary. Whether or not you're a Christian, just knowing that people go into hostile areas of the world and talk about God to people that think he doesn't exist, or go so far as to HATE God is admirable in an incredible light. My problem arises as this. That is NOT me. Look, I love God. He sent Jesus to die for my sins as well as the rest of the world, and for that, I owe him my life. It's just not something I'm comfortable discussing with anyone, unless they're on the same page as me, and believe me, I go to class with quite a few of them, and it has done plenty to help me officially mold this as my position. So to my original thing, does God love me any less because I don't share His Love to strangers who don't know him? Or does God love me because I believe in Him, I love Him, and I can talk to other believers about Him? All I know is that anyone who thinks that God loves me any less because I don't share my knowledge of Him to strangers DESPITE my love and admiration for Him is someone who I personally wouldn't want leading the Christian charge. PHEW that was a rant that I didn't want to seem like a rant, and now I feel like I've turned some people off. Sorry.
- "going to get coffee" - Yeah, so I'm alright with worshipping. For a little bit. I'm not knocking it at all. It's great, especially when lead by people who excel at it. However, I can't go on these marathon worship sessions when I don't know the songs. I feel uncomfortable just sitting and humming, and it ends up getting the best of me. So at this point I left to go get some coffee, digest all of this that I had been thinking about, because believe me, everything you just read was going through my head on this night.
- "coming back totally different and remembering why i love everyone" - By the time I get back, it has become the social experience I had PRAYED it would be just hours earlier, and all that potential feeling of being out of place disappeared in an instant because from talking to everyone for no longer than a minute the whole friendship and reasons why I loved all these people came flooding back and I was briefly angry at myself for feeling that I was out of place amongst them.
- "PANERA BREAD" - I have no idea how this started. WAIT! I do remember. Whitney was talking about how she needed a job, and I think Juliya said to try Panera Bread, because it seems like they're always hiring. Then Ryan and I started saying Panera Bread in really funny voices, mostly Randy 'Macho Man' Savage type voices, and hilarity ensued.
- "brendan's songs" - Apparently Brendan wrote love songs to Jill, and they were some of the most excruciating songs I've ever heard, but the thing about them is that I could FEEL the love in the lyrics and the emotion in his voice was there. There was a SEVEN MINUTE BALLAD, folks. That's dedication, if nothing else. Oh yeah, it's also undying love. Jill. Undying love, right there.
- "the amazing conversation with tasha"- Oh, wow. As some of you may know, and many others I'm sure do not, Tasha Shrock and I have one of the most interesting friendships I've ever had with anyone, and for the past 2-3 years it has focused STRICTLY on how awkward we are around each other. Before that, whenever we would hang, it seemed like we never talked about a whole lot unless it was a group conversation, but there was never that one on one. Well, eventually that changed when we realized how awkward we were around each other. Not in an 'I like you, you like me, and we both know it' awkward, but more like a 'I have no effing clue what to talk with you about' awkward, and up until this conversation, I wouldn't have had it any other way, but as fate would have it, this Jesus Party had something interesting in store for us. I had not seen Tasha in a solid 10 months as she was in Mexico doing mission work, and I talked to her on Facebook maybe 3 times for very short periods of time. So, if this was a normal friendship, you would expect a good conversation catching up on everything that's been going on in each other's lives. With TASHA, however, I was expecting to talk about nothing, make awkward signs, give awkward looks, and just milk the awkward bug for all it's worth, because it's not fun with anyone more than it is with her. We had a conversation. It was not that slow awkward, it was not even normal friendship conversation. It was like an advanced stage of awkward that is only obtainable by the elite. We talked like two valley girls who just had a pound of caffeine, and we talked like that for almost TEN MINUTES. Whoever was with Tash tried to end the convo twice, and it DIDN'T WORK! WE JUST KEPT GOING! It was so beautiful, and the fact that we covered so much ground, while reaching a whole new fun level of awkward was one of those moments in life that I would not trade for anything. It was fantastic, and it suddenly makes me miss Tasha more than ever.
The next night there was a gathering at Sarah's house since she was going to YWAM (which, at this point, she actually has gone). That was fun, there was volleyball, we swam in her pool, it was nifty. This was almost rendered completely moot, however, by the Denny's trip that would occur shortly after. Now, usually when a Denny's run is called for, you expect a good breakfast meal at midnight, a little social fun, and then you go home. We got that and more on this trip. Myself, Maynard Miller, Ryan Troyer, Matt Yoder, and Jared Schlabach go to the Denny's in New Phila, and of ALL THE NIGHTS, on this night they are cleaning the carpet and Denny's is CLOSED! ARGH! WHAT? WHY? So when we ask about a reopen time, and we are informed it'll be about 12:45-1:00, we must make a decision. Do we wait? Go B.S. at Wal-Mart? Or say screw it. We waited it out! We walked over to Wal-Mart, were over there for quite a while. Ryan played some Mario Tennis on the Wii they had set up, and we were somehow able to waste enough time to get back over there and go in and eat. I'll be honest with you here. It was a really late night that night, and I don't remember everything that was hilarious about that meal, but believe me when I say it was one of the 3 best Denny's runs I've made ever. It might even be the best. One of the highlights was digging through Maynard, mine, and Jared's cars to get enough money for Jared and Ryan to eat. We managed to scrape up $7 for them to split for dinner! They each got some Pancake Puppies (I think that's what they were called). Man, I really wish I could remember what made that such an epic Denny's trip, but trust me when I say it was. It was basically the definition of the phrase 'you had to be there', because it's just something that won't be replicated.
By now, you're probably thinking that I can't possibly have anything else in store for you. WELL YOU WOULD BE WRONG! Remember WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY back at the top how I told you about that wedding? Well, at that wedding I talked to Tina Marye, my BFF (haha), and we talked about me coming down and being "summertime friends" (her words) since I live a respectable distance away. Well, this past July 4th weekend, I did just that. I traveled down to Lexington, and it was as great as I hoped it would be. I was just excited to hang with Tina, but then I meet her friends. While everyone (Shannon, Erin, Nikki, Abe, Derek, everyone else) was great, really kind, and very welcoming to the point that I didn't feel awkward or like a newcomer at all, which is tremendous, I feel that Shanna deserves special mention, and here's why. Within 5 minutes, FIVE MINUTES, we were arguing about Michael Jackson songs like we'd known each other for years. Then we go to pick out a movie to watch with the group, we both want Taken (because who DOESN'T want to see Liam Neeson beat people up for almost an entire movie?), and then, here's the kicker, she has the final song from Gladiator on her iPod, and does what I DO, which is mildly interpretive dance to it. I almost feel bad that I didn't sing it, but it's a woman singing the part, and that would be intense for me to ball DOWN and sing that. So that was like the super fantastic Shanna and Tyler bonding time that made this weekend gravy. It got so much better, though. From the multitude of fireworks shows (despite the fact that I consider fireworks overrated), to being SERENADED by Shanna and Shannon (which was fantastic on illogical levels despite the song choices), and just hanging out and feeling like I've known these people forever. Son of a...........now I want to go back again. I haven't met anyone from Kentucky that I don't like up to this point in my life. Kentucky is batting 1.000, .950 at worst. Good job, Kentucky.
Which brings me up until right now. I'm still awake because I had floor set until 4 a.m. last night, and that thing always messes with my sleep schedule for a week or 2 afterwards. Clearly. I think I'll stop, though, because it's asking a LOT to read through all this, and I know that nobody will, because who has that kind of time?
Until the next time I feel guilty for not writing in this ever.
Listenings during the typing of this blog entry
My Morning Jacket's 'Z'
Animal Collective's 'Merriweather Post Pavilion'
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
So Here's the Deal
I'm writing this blog entry fueled on hatred and rage right now, so if I swear, too bad.
So this series is over, and here's why. It's not because the Cavs have been mercilessly outplayed in this entire series, although that's true. It's not even because they're down 3 games to 1, because as brutal as that seems, it's been bounced back from a FEW times, so it's a proven possibility. No, the reason that this series is over is because the Cavs are going to go back to Cleveland for Game 5, and it's just not going to be the same, and if it is, they managed to snag the most 20,000 most optimistic Cleveland fans in the entire WORLD and jampack them into the Q, because pretty much any Cleveland fan with a pulse knows this series is over based on Cleveland's brutal sports championship history (or lack thereof). I can absolutely see a Magic first quarter runaway that the crowd AND the Cavs just can't recover from, and it'll end right there. If Cleveland somehow does manage to pull out a miracle from those completely unrealistic and naive fans, then they'll go back to Orlando and get drive-by murdered. This series does not go 7 games, and it'll miraculously go 6. I have no faith in the Cavs fan because the first part of their name is 'Cleveland'. I have faith in LBJ, and I have faith in Mo Williams, and I even have faith in Mike Brown. The problem comes about as soon as you attach that Cleveland to the name of anyone. I will bet you anything that when Lebron jumps ship in 2010 (which he will now, and I'm going to follow him to that team), within 3 years they will win a championship, for no other reason than that the word Cleveland isn't holding him back.
It disgusts me that I have to write this, and it disgusts me that I've lost all faith in Cleveland sports, and it disgusts me to an even further extent that I DEFENDED Cleveland sports for so long, only to have this disappointment heaped on the following that happened in my sports following lifetime
- 1995 World Series
- 1997 World Series
- The new Browns blowing a huge halftime lead in Pittsburgh in their only playoff game since becoming the new Browns
- The 10-6 Browns not making the playoffs because they lost to 2 BAD teams in their last 2 very winable games.
- 2006-2007 Cavs overcoming the odds, beating the Pistons, only to get swept by the Spurs.
- Now, most likely the 2008-2009 Cavs being the best team in the league, losing in (probably) 5 games to the Orlando Magic.
That last one is easily the most spirit crushing for me since it happened at the time I care the most about any sport. Just as I believe that the 1997 World Series and Jose Mesa's meltdown was the most spirit crushing for Matt Flinner (as we've had the discussion and relived that pain quite a few times, always making Jose Mesa even MORE of a douchebag than the last time).
So, in conclusion, I would say my Cleveland fanship contract is coming to an end. The Indians get me through this year, the Browns get me through this year, and the Cavs get me through next year (or as long as they have Lebron, because he WILL retire with a championship, and you can quote me on that).
I will never cheer for the following teams, though.
MLB: New York Yankess. Boston Red Sox. Florida Marlins. Atlanta Braves. New York Mets. Los Angeles Dodgers.
NFL: Pittsburgh Steelers. Cincinnati Bengals. Baltimore Ravens. New England Patriots. Dallas Cowboys. Tampa Bay Buccaneers.
NBA: Boston Celtics. Orlando Magic. L.A. Lakers. San Antonio Spurs. Dallas Mavericks. Detroit Pistons.
Done.
So this series is over, and here's why. It's not because the Cavs have been mercilessly outplayed in this entire series, although that's true. It's not even because they're down 3 games to 1, because as brutal as that seems, it's been bounced back from a FEW times, so it's a proven possibility. No, the reason that this series is over is because the Cavs are going to go back to Cleveland for Game 5, and it's just not going to be the same, and if it is, they managed to snag the most 20,000 most optimistic Cleveland fans in the entire WORLD and jampack them into the Q, because pretty much any Cleveland fan with a pulse knows this series is over based on Cleveland's brutal sports championship history (or lack thereof). I can absolutely see a Magic first quarter runaway that the crowd AND the Cavs just can't recover from, and it'll end right there. If Cleveland somehow does manage to pull out a miracle from those completely unrealistic and naive fans, then they'll go back to Orlando and get drive-by murdered. This series does not go 7 games, and it'll miraculously go 6. I have no faith in the Cavs fan because the first part of their name is 'Cleveland'. I have faith in LBJ, and I have faith in Mo Williams, and I even have faith in Mike Brown. The problem comes about as soon as you attach that Cleveland to the name of anyone. I will bet you anything that when Lebron jumps ship in 2010 (which he will now, and I'm going to follow him to that team), within 3 years they will win a championship, for no other reason than that the word Cleveland isn't holding him back.
It disgusts me that I have to write this, and it disgusts me that I've lost all faith in Cleveland sports, and it disgusts me to an even further extent that I DEFENDED Cleveland sports for so long, only to have this disappointment heaped on the following that happened in my sports following lifetime
- 1995 World Series
- 1997 World Series
- The new Browns blowing a huge halftime lead in Pittsburgh in their only playoff game since becoming the new Browns
- The 10-6 Browns not making the playoffs because they lost to 2 BAD teams in their last 2 very winable games.
- 2006-2007 Cavs overcoming the odds, beating the Pistons, only to get swept by the Spurs.
- Now, most likely the 2008-2009 Cavs being the best team in the league, losing in (probably) 5 games to the Orlando Magic.
That last one is easily the most spirit crushing for me since it happened at the time I care the most about any sport. Just as I believe that the 1997 World Series and Jose Mesa's meltdown was the most spirit crushing for Matt Flinner (as we've had the discussion and relived that pain quite a few times, always making Jose Mesa even MORE of a douchebag than the last time).
So, in conclusion, I would say my Cleveland fanship contract is coming to an end. The Indians get me through this year, the Browns get me through this year, and the Cavs get me through next year (or as long as they have Lebron, because he WILL retire with a championship, and you can quote me on that).
I will never cheer for the following teams, though.
MLB: New York Yankess. Boston Red Sox. Florida Marlins. Atlanta Braves. New York Mets. Los Angeles Dodgers.
NFL: Pittsburgh Steelers. Cincinnati Bengals. Baltimore Ravens. New England Patriots. Dallas Cowboys. Tampa Bay Buccaneers.
NBA: Boston Celtics. Orlando Magic. L.A. Lakers. San Antonio Spurs. Dallas Mavericks. Detroit Pistons.
Done.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
1 A.M. Showers. How Often Do Those Happen?
Seriously? When was the last time you took a shower at 1 in the morning and were TOTALLY with it? So basically, no drunken 1 a.m. showers with your clothes on, or no sexual showers, either. I just took one, for no real reason, and it was great. I considered just sitting in there for a good 20 minutes, and just being soothed in the hot water. In retrospect (Can you be in retrospect of something that happened literally 10 minutes before you started thinking about it in retrospect? I think after re-reading that the universe just asploded.), I kinda wish I had. Oh well. Don't want to ruin a good thing.
Wow. That's not a very intense blog entry after a 3 week absence. That's really all I've got, though. I'll probably post something more thorough and entertaining in......6 weeks or so. Since that seems to be my pattern. Until then, stay in school, and listen to the CD 'Nowhere' by the band Ride. It's the blue part of the Shoegazing Holy Trinity. The red is My Bloody Valentine's 'Loveless'. I'm going to listen to the yellow soon. I hope it's good.
Wow. That's not a very intense blog entry after a 3 week absence. That's really all I've got, though. I'll probably post something more thorough and entertaining in......6 weeks or so. Since that seems to be my pattern. Until then, stay in school, and listen to the CD 'Nowhere' by the band Ride. It's the blue part of the Shoegazing Holy Trinity. The red is My Bloody Valentine's 'Loveless'. I'm going to listen to the yellow soon. I hope it's good.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Radio Is For Me
So there's that eternal blistering question of WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO WHEN YOU GROW UP that seemingly never gets answered until all of a sudden you stumble into a job and think 'Hey, why not make a career of this?' That's all well and good. However, it's still possible to learn this and have it put in motion before you even have a job.
Case in point.
Today: I woke up at 7:45 to get ready to go to my job at The Limited. Which I hate, and I have no secret about saying that I don't enjoy it. It might beat Guggisberg as the worst job I've ever had. In fact, I think it does, because I was at Guggisberg for a year, and if I'm at The Limited in October (when I leave Cincy), it'll be strictly because I need the money. I've honestly considered just quitting, dropping my cable and maybe internet, and just slowly pawning my stuff to pay bills and buy groceries. That's how much I don't enjoy this job. Anyways, I got off topic. I woke up at 7:45, and my shift started at 9. Now, today, I got called in just from 9 until 11 to do a little bit of stuff in the back, no big deal, I don't really mind that much. I'd had 3 days off and was starting to feel quite hermit-y. I was there for TWO HOURS and it felt like a freaking eternity. 10-11 dragged balls. Fortunately, 3 of my 4 favorite people that work there WERE there today, but I was in the back, and only 1 of them was back there on a fairly consistent basis so I could feel like I wasn't alone in the world. Needless to say, a 2 hour shift that feels like an eternity is NOT the ideal location for a future. I already knew this, but what would happen later in the day reinforced the everloving crap right out of it.
2:45 - I get to OCB for my on air shift, and I do that til around 4:30, and at that point, I go up to ask Gary if he cares if I stay longer. There's someone listed after me, but I'm pretty sure she graduated or just doesn't show up ever, because I have not seen her all the times I've been there. So yeah, I asked him if I could just stay and be the on air personality until whenever. His response? 'I'm not gonna stop you from doing anything like that. Just make sure you write down all the hours so I can give you credit.' Encouragement for something I WANTED to do? Is........is that possible? Really? You're telling me I'm getting encouraged to do something that I not only want to do, but eventually can get paid for in the real world? Are.......are you.......totally serious here? I mean, really? YES! IT EXISTS!
Radio is what I want to do. I don't care what capacity, but I want to talk over the airwaves to the masses. I don't care if I have 5 listeners or 5 million listeners. I want to inject MY personality into people's radio stations at home, in their cars, on their computers. I want T-Funk (who really is no different than Tyler Stutzman) to be known by however many people. If that makes me hated by some and loved by others, I don't care, because I will still be doing what I enjoy, and that's broadcasting myself out into the world.
By the way, I stayed almost an hour and 45 minutes longer than I was scheduled, and the only reason I left at 6:40ish instead of much later is because I was getting HUNGRY. One more round and my stomach's growling could've made a cameo appearance on the air. Which can't be good.
I know what I want to do in life. Plus, to top it all off, I had celebratory Chipotle (because everything I just wrote I realized the INSTANT I left the studio) and then watched a 3 OT Game 6 in an NBA playoff series so good I scream at my TV, and I'm rooting against BOTH of these teams eventually. It doesn't matter, though, because it's so entertaining and well played.
This day was so rewarding.
Case in point.
Today: I woke up at 7:45 to get ready to go to my job at The Limited. Which I hate, and I have no secret about saying that I don't enjoy it. It might beat Guggisberg as the worst job I've ever had. In fact, I think it does, because I was at Guggisberg for a year, and if I'm at The Limited in October (when I leave Cincy), it'll be strictly because I need the money. I've honestly considered just quitting, dropping my cable and maybe internet, and just slowly pawning my stuff to pay bills and buy groceries. That's how much I don't enjoy this job. Anyways, I got off topic. I woke up at 7:45, and my shift started at 9. Now, today, I got called in just from 9 until 11 to do a little bit of stuff in the back, no big deal, I don't really mind that much. I'd had 3 days off and was starting to feel quite hermit-y. I was there for TWO HOURS and it felt like a freaking eternity. 10-11 dragged balls. Fortunately, 3 of my 4 favorite people that work there WERE there today, but I was in the back, and only 1 of them was back there on a fairly consistent basis so I could feel like I wasn't alone in the world. Needless to say, a 2 hour shift that feels like an eternity is NOT the ideal location for a future. I already knew this, but what would happen later in the day reinforced the everloving crap right out of it.
2:45 - I get to OCB for my on air shift, and I do that til around 4:30, and at that point, I go up to ask Gary if he cares if I stay longer. There's someone listed after me, but I'm pretty sure she graduated or just doesn't show up ever, because I have not seen her all the times I've been there. So yeah, I asked him if I could just stay and be the on air personality until whenever. His response? 'I'm not gonna stop you from doing anything like that. Just make sure you write down all the hours so I can give you credit.' Encouragement for something I WANTED to do? Is........is that possible? Really? You're telling me I'm getting encouraged to do something that I not only want to do, but eventually can get paid for in the real world? Are.......are you.......totally serious here? I mean, really? YES! IT EXISTS!
Radio is what I want to do. I don't care what capacity, but I want to talk over the airwaves to the masses. I don't care if I have 5 listeners or 5 million listeners. I want to inject MY personality into people's radio stations at home, in their cars, on their computers. I want T-Funk (who really is no different than Tyler Stutzman) to be known by however many people. If that makes me hated by some and loved by others, I don't care, because I will still be doing what I enjoy, and that's broadcasting myself out into the world.
By the way, I stayed almost an hour and 45 minutes longer than I was scheduled, and the only reason I left at 6:40ish instead of much later is because I was getting HUNGRY. One more round and my stomach's growling could've made a cameo appearance on the air. Which can't be good.
I know what I want to do in life. Plus, to top it all off, I had celebratory Chipotle (because everything I just wrote I realized the INSTANT I left the studio) and then watched a 3 OT Game 6 in an NBA playoff series so good I scream at my TV, and I'm rooting against BOTH of these teams eventually. It doesn't matter, though, because it's so entertaining and well played.
This day was so rewarding.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Why Do All My Blogs Get Written In the A.M.
Seeing as right now I'm totally whacked out on Demerol, I figured I would write a blog entry to capture the madness. Actually, I'm not whacked out on Demerol, and I don't even know what that does, but I just thought it would be a phenomenal opening line, so I ran with it.
So on that off chance that you haven't noticed, I've been SERIOUSLY forgetting that I have this, mostly because I just don't go to Starbucks or anywhere and write in my notebook anymore, thus having ammunition for my blog. Which is sad, yes, I know, but I'm still pretty good at coming up with this junk off the top of my head as well. Not to mention that I've got an audience of probably a whopping 4 people (only because I know at least 4 people who read this because they TOLD me they do), so I feel like I need to milk these absences for as much as I can get to build anticipation of an additional blog entry somewhere down the road, even if it is me just rambling for 19 paragraphs about how I've been gone for a long time and don't ever update and blah dee blah dee blah.
I am still in my full on 'listen to as much music as you can' tear that I have been basically since I started this sucker, and from even before that. I think the reason for that is two-fold.
1. I'm BURNED OUT on movies. I never watch movies anymore. Hence me attempting to sell off a good chunk of my collection so I can get a better TV. It's going to get to a point here soon where I look over all of my flicks and pull off a Top 50 or Top 100 movies to keep, and all the rest are getting sold. I've gone over this in my head for a while, and even though it is painful because I spent SO MUCH time and money (especially money) building up this collection, the fact is, I just download the movies in HD on my computer, and if I get a nicer TV, I can just hook up an HDMI cable from my lappy, and BOOM, HD movies for nothing. Sure, it's HOLY SHIT ILLEGAL, but at this point, I don't have the money to try to buy a new TV AND Blu-Rays AND a Blu-Ray player. The TV itself is about a $400 investment MINIMUM. I'll take that and an HDMI cable and be set for the day, thanks.
2. I have so much free time to sit around before school, after school, when there's no sports on, when I'm at work in the back (although that's not free time, but I do have my iPod), you know, pretty much all the time, and there is NO better way to pass the time for a guy with no friends that he hangs out with than to listen to a hell of a lot of music, and in large chunks.
Music is a time consumer in ways that movies never could be. I can sit down and listen to music for everything, and just have it go in one ear and out the other. I'm sure you know this, but still, it helps what I'm saying here, so just live with it.
Actually, after reading that last sentence, it seems like I'm trying to prove a point, which I'm not. I'm just blogging. Oh well. Music > Movies, at least at this point in my life. That's HUGE.
I need to gain around 15-20 pounds of muscle, and I have NO idea where to start. One of my friends told me to eat and work out. I have to mull that one over.
So how awesome have the NBA playoffs been? We've got a modern day classic series (Bulls/Celts), my favorite team sweeping in the first round and being a near surefire lock for the finals (Cavs), some sick western conference showdowns (Blazers/Rockets, Hornets/Nuggets when the Hornets decide to show up), and the emergence of a great point guard rivalry (back to Bulls/Celts in Rose/Rondo). Seriously, if Chicago can STAY this good, Rose/Rondo is going to be nationally televised every single time they play next season. Bank on it. I hate both those teams, but with those 2 helming, as a Cavs fan, I'm a TEENY bit frightened. The winner of that series is the ONLY team that I can see having the slightest conceivable shot of beating the Cavs. Nobody else seems like they could. Magic. 76ers. Heat. Hawks. All of them have problems that the Cavs can absolutely exploit. The Bulls and Celtics have problems that the Cavs can exploit, but they can work around that, which is what scares me. I hope they get knocked out in the second round.
Speaking of sports, the NFL Draft. Yeah, I didn't enjoy watching and having Mangini keep trading down and trading down. Hopefully everything works out, but while watching, I was getting pissed. My 'mark out moment' was when I saw they drafted Robiskie. That's freaking AWESOME. He can definitely be a credible #2 threat across from Edwards.
So I'm excited for summer because I've got as many as 10 people who I'm at least 80% sure I'll see!
1. Everett (and our dates, if they accept) for Jon and Kate's wedding = 3
2. Brent, Mike, Will, and Ethan who said they will try to make it down = 7
3. My sister, who I'm sure will come down again because she's awesome = 8
4. Leah & Julie who will probably come visit Vanessa and see me as well = 10
Woohoo! Finally visitors! It is about time. Plus, I'm pretty sure some people should come down for the Indians/Reds game. I know it's the second to last weekend in May, and I know I talked to Lyndon about this, so that's possible as well. Here's to it happening, maybe.
Alright, I've had enough writing. So, until my next blog, I'm going to leave you with the following songs that you must listen to in order to be on my 'Hey, you know, this person is really cool' list. Funk out.
My Bloody Valentine - Sometimes
Slow Club - Christmas TV
Frightened Rabbit - Good Arms vs. Bad Arms
Talking Heads - Big Daddy
Arcade Fire - Rebellion (Lies)
The Grand Archives - Sleepdriving
Bon Iver - Blood Bank
Rogue Wave - Lake Michigan
Jane's Addiction - Ocean Size
The Pixies - Alec Eiffel
The Shins - The Past and Pending
I have no idea if there is flow to that or not. Probably not. It's just stuff you should listen to.
So on that off chance that you haven't noticed, I've been SERIOUSLY forgetting that I have this, mostly because I just don't go to Starbucks or anywhere and write in my notebook anymore, thus having ammunition for my blog. Which is sad, yes, I know, but I'm still pretty good at coming up with this junk off the top of my head as well. Not to mention that I've got an audience of probably a whopping 4 people (only because I know at least 4 people who read this because they TOLD me they do), so I feel like I need to milk these absences for as much as I can get to build anticipation of an additional blog entry somewhere down the road, even if it is me just rambling for 19 paragraphs about how I've been gone for a long time and don't ever update and blah dee blah dee blah.
I am still in my full on 'listen to as much music as you can' tear that I have been basically since I started this sucker, and from even before that. I think the reason for that is two-fold.
1. I'm BURNED OUT on movies. I never watch movies anymore. Hence me attempting to sell off a good chunk of my collection so I can get a better TV. It's going to get to a point here soon where I look over all of my flicks and pull off a Top 50 or Top 100 movies to keep, and all the rest are getting sold. I've gone over this in my head for a while, and even though it is painful because I spent SO MUCH time and money (especially money) building up this collection, the fact is, I just download the movies in HD on my computer, and if I get a nicer TV, I can just hook up an HDMI cable from my lappy, and BOOM, HD movies for nothing. Sure, it's HOLY SHIT ILLEGAL, but at this point, I don't have the money to try to buy a new TV AND Blu-Rays AND a Blu-Ray player. The TV itself is about a $400 investment MINIMUM. I'll take that and an HDMI cable and be set for the day, thanks.
2. I have so much free time to sit around before school, after school, when there's no sports on, when I'm at work in the back (although that's not free time, but I do have my iPod), you know, pretty much all the time, and there is NO better way to pass the time for a guy with no friends that he hangs out with than to listen to a hell of a lot of music, and in large chunks.
Music is a time consumer in ways that movies never could be. I can sit down and listen to music for everything, and just have it go in one ear and out the other. I'm sure you know this, but still, it helps what I'm saying here, so just live with it.
Actually, after reading that last sentence, it seems like I'm trying to prove a point, which I'm not. I'm just blogging. Oh well. Music > Movies, at least at this point in my life. That's HUGE.
I need to gain around 15-20 pounds of muscle, and I have NO idea where to start. One of my friends told me to eat and work out. I have to mull that one over.
So how awesome have the NBA playoffs been? We've got a modern day classic series (Bulls/Celts), my favorite team sweeping in the first round and being a near surefire lock for the finals (Cavs), some sick western conference showdowns (Blazers/Rockets, Hornets/Nuggets when the Hornets decide to show up), and the emergence of a great point guard rivalry (back to Bulls/Celts in Rose/Rondo). Seriously, if Chicago can STAY this good, Rose/Rondo is going to be nationally televised every single time they play next season. Bank on it. I hate both those teams, but with those 2 helming, as a Cavs fan, I'm a TEENY bit frightened. The winner of that series is the ONLY team that I can see having the slightest conceivable shot of beating the Cavs. Nobody else seems like they could. Magic. 76ers. Heat. Hawks. All of them have problems that the Cavs can absolutely exploit. The Bulls and Celtics have problems that the Cavs can exploit, but they can work around that, which is what scares me. I hope they get knocked out in the second round.
Speaking of sports, the NFL Draft. Yeah, I didn't enjoy watching and having Mangini keep trading down and trading down. Hopefully everything works out, but while watching, I was getting pissed. My 'mark out moment' was when I saw they drafted Robiskie. That's freaking AWESOME. He can definitely be a credible #2 threat across from Edwards.
So I'm excited for summer because I've got as many as 10 people who I'm at least 80% sure I'll see!
1. Everett (and our dates, if they accept) for Jon and Kate's wedding = 3
2. Brent, Mike, Will, and Ethan who said they will try to make it down = 7
3. My sister, who I'm sure will come down again because she's awesome = 8
4. Leah & Julie who will probably come visit Vanessa and see me as well = 10
Woohoo! Finally visitors! It is about time. Plus, I'm pretty sure some people should come down for the Indians/Reds game. I know it's the second to last weekend in May, and I know I talked to Lyndon about this, so that's possible as well. Here's to it happening, maybe.
Alright, I've had enough writing. So, until my next blog, I'm going to leave you with the following songs that you must listen to in order to be on my 'Hey, you know, this person is really cool' list. Funk out.
My Bloody Valentine - Sometimes
Slow Club - Christmas TV
Frightened Rabbit - Good Arms vs. Bad Arms
Talking Heads - Big Daddy
Arcade Fire - Rebellion (Lies)
The Grand Archives - Sleepdriving
Bon Iver - Blood Bank
Rogue Wave - Lake Michigan
Jane's Addiction - Ocean Size
The Pixies - Alec Eiffel
The Shins - The Past and Pending
I have no idea if there is flow to that or not. Probably not. It's just stuff you should listen to.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Today Is a Mixed Bag
So today has some serious ups and downs going for it. I'll bullet point them.
- Up: Last night at school, we got our FREAKING SWEET 8GB iPod Nanos. I have already jacked mine up with about 4.5 gb of music, and around 70 pictures. The other 3 gigs are going to be school projects. Probably. Either way, this thing is awesome.
- Down: I am getting sick AGAIN. It cost me a lot of sleep last night, and I called off work today and got complained at by my boss. I don't know what has caused this much in the way of sudden and oft-happening sinus infections, but I had never had one in my LIFE until last September, and since then I've had 4, 3 in the past 3 months. I have no idea what is causing this.
- Up: A guy who came into talk last week at OCB left us his contact information, so I sent him an e-mail back a couple days ago, and just now he sent me a response asking if tomorrow or next week I could come in for an internship interview! So unofficially, I have an internship set up at one of the radio stations down here. Excellent!
- Down: Being sick, I also had to call into OCB and tell them I couldn't come in to do my shift. As much as I'd like to, the fact is I can't go in there and do that when I also called off work. I would much rather tough it out and do my shift then actually go to work, but I do seriously feel like crap and I just don't wanna do anything other than drink juice, take Tylenol and, for some reason, blog.
- Up: I have plenty of food and drink in here so I don't need to leave my apartment for something. Score.
- Down: I just realized that I'm hungry, so I'm done with this entry.
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