Rain, guys...guys, rain!

What is it about a rainy day that feels so great?

On this saturday, I spent all day either playing video games, eating, or watching Inception for the second time in my life.

Why is this movie so crazy? I leave for 5 seconds to get a drink and I come back and have no idea what’s going on. Leonardo DiCaprio is crying about his wife while Joseph Gordon Levitt is doing something badass, and I’m just sitting there watching it with a glazed look in my eyes that says “I wanna be in a dream but I’m too busy playing video games to make that happen”, and then the dream explodes and I continue playing pokemon. Just another Saturday? Yeah pretty much.

But rain! Rain adds so much atmosphere to everything I do whenever I do it, no matter what, and I love it. Watching guys yell at video games on youtube during a sunny day feels hopeless and life-absorbing, but if I do it on a rainy, gloomy day? Holy shit! I am the master of my own destiny guys. I’m just a dapper, classy guy watching classy videos inside my classy room on a classy, rainy day. Damn I belong in England or something, I don’t know.

Don't worry, we'll be together soon, I think.

Would I fit in at England? Maybe, maybe not. On one hand I’d maybe enjoy the weather, except I could definitely see too much rain being a bad thing...though it couldn’t be anywhere near as bad as it is in Skyrim. Maybe I’d enjoy the entertainment more? I mean anything has to be better than what TLC has playing everyday, even if it is overly-intelligent english humor. I mean, I like Demetri Martin, so maybe it wouldn’t be that bad. What I’m trying to say is it’d be cool to live anywhere that’s not Texas at the moment, preferably not the U.S. Spain, France, England, Denmark, Norway, Japan, whatever man. I don’t care, I’ll adapt in a day, I’ll gladly accept the challenge.

Accept the voice of the future.

I know I’d miss home eventually, but shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...that wouldn’t be until after the third day of rain and BBC programming.

Blogging 1010

" Now I am become Death, destroyer of worlds"

...is what the newly inducted blogger thinks as they begin typing. Words that will surely change the world flow from their fingertips like a cat with a bladder infection pees. Thoughts that will taunt and provoke the mind of the reader shoot from the mind, much in the way that ten year olds play call of duty. "Surely this is my best work!" "Everyone will praise me for my insightful-ness and reward me with their money, right?" And what do the readers think when reading this new blog most of the time?

"...the fuck?"

I think that generally, it's an accepted rule that those who want to start a blog need to have things to type about. Right? Whether it's dick jokes, introspection, romance, music, or master chief/commander Shepard fan-fiction, everybody has thoughts on their mind.  No matter what you think the proper name for a man's cylindrical skin tube should be ("destroyer of worlds" is the correct answer by the way) you have the right to put that shit on a blog and publish it for everyone with a decent internet connection to see. But the question is, should you? 

You don't know me, brain.

 

It’s very easy for someone to get into the mindset that what they have to say isn’t very important in the grand scheme of things. This is the general state of mind that I’ve had for the majority of my life, but how much good has it really done? If I have things to say, and the only thing keeping from me from putting those words into a computer (like I’m doing right now) is my own brain, then well that seems pretty dumb. Whenever I ask myself if my thoughts are important, I’ve decided that my answer is now:

"Mumble mumble pokemon", because I have things on my mind and damnit I wanna type them, because "yolo" and "swag" and things of that nature. I had a blog a few years ago in high school, which went absolutely nowhere because all I really knew at the time was musical nerdism and failed relationship attempts. However a few years after that I feel like I have lots of things to say now,I also wanna and enough literary prowess to communicate these things in an entertaining way. I can hope, right? 
 
I also want to do a “Song of the post” type deal, where I link a song that I’ve really been liking a lot recently. Whether it gets listened to or not doesn’t really matter; I just like talking about music.

Song of the Post: “Pleiadian Keys” by The HAARP machine