got it!

My life isn't always that interesting. Actually, it's pretty mediocre most of the time--not that I'm complaining! I promised I would be a consistent blogger this year, but then I asked myself: what am I going to blog about all the time??!!!

Well...ummmm....uhhhh....??

Ok, I've got it. Last year I trained for the Nashville Country Music Half-Marathon. 13.1 miles. And I did it. But it wasn't the actual marathon that was so interesting--it was the training. You learn so many little things about yourself when you train for something like a marathon.

This is what I'm going to do--document my training for the Nashville half this year. The race is April 24th.

My mission: 13.1 miles
Time frame: 13.1 weeks

This may not sound too exciting right now, but I promise to share all of the nitty gritty--the highs, the lows, the weird things and the brick walls...and much more I'm sure I will discover and share with you.

Keep your eyes out for my friend Jamie, she's running it with me!

2010--the year of blogging?

I haven't been too consistent in blogging over the last 6 months. And when a lot of my friends have such witty and interesting blogs, it's been a lot more fun for me to just read theirs rather than update my own. I've had school and YoungLife...and...and...ok, enough excuses.

But it's 2010 and I'm BACK!

Right now, here is the run-down of my life--

--Christmas break is over, but I'm getting a bit of an extended break thanks to snow!
--I didn't apply for a single internship in 2009...my new years resolution, perhaps?
--Speaking of internship, I have no idea where I'll be next summer and beyond. Kind of exciting, kind of scary.
--My school schedule isn't looking like the joke of a last semester I've always imagined...more like 15 hours of legit, 4000 level classes.
--I'm training for the Country Music Half Marathon in Nashville, the same one I did last year. Hopefully my dear friend Jamie will be joining me! Hopefully I will be joining me. I realize my last sentence made no sense at all, (welcome to my world) but what I meant was that I hope I follow through and do this thing.

I'm not going to go crazy over the details, this semester is all about enjoying Auburn and being with my friends. Seniors '10!!

my new interests...according to facebook

talking about myself, listening to the trendy music (and telling everyone I've always hated it when it becomes uncool), wearing nike shorts year round...with leggings and uggs in the wintertime (sometimes I forget the shorts and just wear leggings), practicing my dance moves to NICKELBACK songs...they sure are talented!, saying the word "hella" in front of all adjectives, mumbling incoherently, wishing michael jordan still played BASEBALL (he wasn't that great of a basketball player), quoting movies i've never seen, bar hopping (not actually going in to bars, but literally HOPPING on one foot to and from bars), bringing my own boom-box to a public pool and listening to my nickelback cd loudly while I suntan...I just can't stand what they play on the radio!, purposefully not eating anything before I give blood so I can faint later in front of a lot of people (I need the attention), and i just LOVE that new song by old crow medicine show--wagonwheel, drop-kicking snickers bars on campus at night


if you can't sense the sarcasm, my life is one big fail.

i am

scared.

this is why


"If some permanent members of the UNSC wish to put sanctions first before dialogue, we would respond with bolstering our nuclear deterrence first before we meet them in a dialogue," according to KCNA.

no shortage of wild-life tees in Maine, USA

July has flown by. Seriously. Although there are many topics worth mentioning, I'm choosing to blog about wolf t-shirts. You heard me. During my time in Maine this month, I couldn't help but notice the plethora of wildlife t-shirts in almost every store. I think I even caught some people trying to sneak a few "wise indian sitting on a horse" or "majestic eagle" tee's into J. Crew...This might be old news, but my sis told me about the wolf t-shirt section of amazon.com and I found it amazing.



The t-shirt in itself is noteworthy (by the way, the name of the shirt is "mountain men's three wolf moon tee"), but the reviews left by obviously satisfied customers is what tears me to pieces.

For Example: B. Govern said

"This item has wolves on it which makes it intrinsically sweet and worth 5 stars by itself, but once I tried it on, that's when the magic happened. After checking to ensure that the shirt would properly cover my girth, I walked from my trailer to Wal-mart with the shirt on and was immediately approached by women. The women knew from the wolves on my shirt that I, like a wolf, am a mysterious loner who knows how to 'howl at the moon' from time to time (if you catch my drift!). The women that approached me wanted to know if I would be their boyfriend and/or give them money for something they called mehth. I told them no, because they didn't have enough teeth, and frankly a man with a wolf-shirt shouldn't settle for the first thing that comes to him.
I arrived at Wal-mart, mounted my courtesy-scooter (walking is such a drag!) sitting side saddle so that my wolves would show. While I was browsing tube socks, I could hear aroused asthmatic breathing behind me. I turned around to see a slightly sweaty dream in sweatpants and flip-flops standing there. She told me she liked the wolves on my shirt, I told her I wanted to howl at her moon. She offered me a swig from her mountain dew, and I drove my scooter, with her shuffling along side out the door and into the rest of our lives. Thank you wolf shirt.
Pros: Fits my girthy frame, has wolves on it, attracts women
Cons: Only 3 wolves (could probably use a few more on the 'guns'), cannot see wolves when sitting with arms crossed, wolves would have been better if they glowed in the dark."

Woah. That's no amateur review; this guy knows his wolf t-shirts. I could go through it sentence by sentence and break it down, but I don't want to take away from any of its brilliance. That's just the first review on the site, there's a lot more where that came from.

After skimming youtube for 1.5 seconds, I found a local TV station's take on the shirt.



I love how they have the part about some McDonald's worker throwing hot oil all over a robber's face right before they talk about the shirt. Bet that guy owns a wolf tee. And I bet he was wearing it under his Mickey D's uniform. Or maybe he's the one who said he was getting it tattooed onto his chest. Huh. Smart move, dude, looks like that investment paid off. One of the first things I thought when they actually got to the wolf-tee topic was, "No, I'm not allergic to 'awesome', so I guess that means I can keep watching." Thank God.

Oh and don't worry tiger fans, there's a shirt for you too.

bermuda, bahama, come on pretty mama

While in Bermuda, I read the best book I've picked up thus far in the year: The Boy Who Fell Out of the Sky by Ken Dornstein. It's a true story centering around the author, Ken, who lost his brother in the Lockerbie air disaster in 1988.



I can't do it any justice by just talking about it, but its one of those books that had me laughing and crying (kind of an embarrassing thing to be doing on the beach...unless you're David Hasselhoff). I'm not usually a fan of memoirs. They tend to be pretty cheesy, written mostly for the writer's enjoyment and personal satisfaction, while containing no literary worth. Wait, did I just describe my blog? Anyway, Ken Dornstein is a pretty freaking awesome writer, so check it out.

FML

Oh the joys of driving a Toyota Corolla. For example: Snapshot view of the parking lot from my apartment. If only I could tell you how many times I have tried opening the wrong car...



Mine will always be the best...no matter how many times I get it confused with the others. Yep.