Basically Summer

Well Ladies and Gentlemen (Dang that is like the worst way to start blogging. That's an intro I'm never going to try again.) Tomorrow is my last day at school and summer calls to me with open arms. I have but to do finals tomorrow and then I shall escape the chains that bind me into a (Insert intelligent end of metaphor here). I have decided to all-together boycott this waste of a perfect day. I from now on no longer acknowledge the infamous day until it is over. I was going to write a sentence here about something but I have a feeling I boycotted it. So on to a new paragraph. (Wow. That was kinda cheesy.)

Well so far I'm off to a good start on my summer goals. Today I ran/jogged/walked down to Aimes Point the beautiful stretch of land that curves out into the middle of the waters around the road. I guess technically this is an isthmus, peninsula, strait, or something fancy like that but due to the recent outbreak of summer I no longer feel the need to describe it to you, as that seems like a school sanctioned activity of which I have abandoned. To make a long story short you really want some jogging shorts t go jogging. The lack of this will result in the most uncomfortable form of jog-wear known to man. The second thing I learned is that I am in need of a lot more of these little running trips that I just did. Thus said making it even more necessary to do this everyday.

My second so far declared summer project is my web site. I have decided to revamp it and add functionality. So far I have this:

I know it's just a header. But it will get better. The site's main purpose is to host all the cool stuff I'm going to make this summer and hopefully go off from there. I plan on hosting games, videos, and maybe some music. This isn't going to be as much of a hobby site as I hope for it to be more of a legitimate studio site. I want my friends to be in on this. Especially with making videos. My eventual hope is to get a nice camera, and do some vids with my friends. After all I have tons of acting friends, this could have potential.

To finish a great school year (Referring to friends by saying great. Not school work.) we have our 8th grade graduation, and parties. It should be a great time. My friend Kyle is having a camping trip in his yard tomorrow night, and my pal Gabe is holding an after party for the graduation on Thursday. Sounds like good fun.

Well another day another blog post. (Actually that's really not how it works but for the sake of clee-shay-ness I said it anyway)

-Woody

Another Update

Right now I'm sitting in the basement of our dear friend/almost family member Eldon, who we lovingly refer to as It's kind of hard to explain how we have this pops so I'm just going to call him my uncle, or godfather or something. He's just awesome we'll leave it there. Anyway I am skipping my third day of finals to sit here in his basement in Indiana which I sort of think is a summer-home, or rather a home away from home.

This is my last school weekend and after Tuesday I'll be done for the summer. Just relaxing and taking it all in for now, but I hope I don't get killed by those last two final exams I have left.

Today blog buddies, I shall share with you my top 5 and bottom 5 things.

Top 5:

1. An Icee slushy
2. Applying something new to a project or daily life
3. Family get-togethers
4. Hanging out with friends
5. Starting and finishing projects

Bottom 5:

1. Old people (And I'm talking pre-historic) having teenage soap opera love moments in public. That's just gross.
2. Overly cheesy adults that treat you like a toddler. "Helllo, I'm sally, and your mommywanted me to watch you while she's in the hospital" GO AWAY SALLY! I'm so thankful that I haven't met anyone like that lately.
3. Mistaking milk chocolate for dark chocolate
4. Feeling guilty for something beyond control
5. Those annoying Facebook pages that everyone "Likes". Those things spread like a wildfire. Everyone just clicks like, and there is no way to get it out of your newsfeed.

Well that's it for this quick post.

That Time Of Year Again, The Best Time.

Well, friends it seems we have come to the end of our school years rope. I have two more days of school to take my finals and then it's time for us to cast of our lady the S.S. Freedom with a good classic bottle of wine for a journeys good luck. The only question of this oh so epic of journeys starts here before we cast off. Shall I proceed to climb this rope to the top or simply burn it off? I feel incredibly impatient now and feel as if studying is in sorts a bit of a waste of time. I feel confident in most things, but at the same time I feel like if I don't the very balance of Karma itself will come to roundhouse kick me in the face. So is it wise to cast off our lady freedom, the finest ship in the fleet with such clouds over-looming? (Pardon my poetic overuse.)

On the brighter side of this situation are my plans for this summer. I plan on a very productive summer. My daily plans include running every morning to train for cross-country next year, going to the library once a week, and teaching my self new technologies.

I have tons of ideas for fun projects too:

I have great ideas for a short movie.

I might write a song or two.

I'm going to learn how to make some cool games.

But I don't want to be a shut in this summer so I want to have lot's of time with friends, and lot's of activity going on. I don't want for one second to feel bored, so I've come up with an armada of ideas to combat it. This is a great summer for making stuff and hanging out so I'm going to take full advantage.

Here is my thoroughly unimpressive palm tree. I spent very little time drawing and too much time trying to make it look cooler than it really was.

Technology So Enjoys Getting Me Excited for Nothing.

Oh yes this is a techno-logic special those who bore easily should suck it up.

The majority of this weekend was spent trying to download Microsoft's new visual studio 2010 express, and silverlight4. For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about you have two options look it up, or read the thoroughly ridiculous insulting dumbed-down exprlansation I'm about to give.

The magical stuff that makes your internet explode with coolness, and the geeky crap used to make it. It's powered by leprechaun gold that was used to make computer tools.

Yeah. That good stuff. So anyway first I had to find the program before i could get the protocols. I looked it up, and realized i was looking at a professional version that would cost me many moneyz . So I talked to a customer service rep via a chat system; Mitch was his name. Mitch was helpful and nice and pointed me in the right direction, that's when things started to go awry. I realized that the magic microsoft download cool web stuff thing wouldn't let me download it. Mitch said I should call customer service so I did. I talked to a robot who eventually led me to some tired empty soul of a man who really hadn't had his coffee. This guy was not a clear speaker and made me feel like a total looser for not hearing him over my phone. (Which get's terrible service in the house.) He asked my name and phone and email, (Which I was reluctant to give him. I get enuff spam already thank you.) put me on hold which gave me some funky music an advertisement and eventually hung up.

Fed up with this I tried again this time I inquired about the other technology I was looking to download. This lady was equally uninterested, and tired. She made me give her my identification well. She then went on to ask me what my registration code was. I gave it to her and she referred me to dell my manufacturer, or pay 50 bucks to talk to their technician. HOW ON EARTH COULD DELL HELP ME WITH MICROSOFT SOFTWARE? ARE YOU SERIOUSLY THAT WORTHLESS AS CUSTOMER SERVICE PEOPLE?

Eventually I realized that internet explorer (the hodge podge piece of crud that uses everyone else's original features) was blocking the download request. (May I remind you this is Microsoft's own tech and they feel the need to block their own content. No wonder I hate that program.) After unblocking it. The web platform installer told me I could not run the download on my operating system. So I updated to windows XP service pack 3. Now when I download any of that stuff It just gives me a plain error.

I do have an idea though. I am getting my revenge on their customer service department.

I have my dialog all planned out.

Lady: Hello thank you for calling Microsoft. What is your first name?

Me: Jimbeaux

Lady: Last Name?

Me: Larraby

Lady: Ok jimbeaux what is you phone number?

Me: Mother hasn't given me my phone back. I'm using hers and she won't let me give nobody her number. One time we were at a bar and she was a drunk as a skunk and gave her number to everyone in that whole dang bar. Later during her hangover she listened quite a few weird messages.

Lady: Ok. (Trying not to sound awkward.) Do you have an email?

Me: No I don't believe in email; It's just the government using technology to send anti freedom subconscious messages to our sorry little brains.

Lady: (This time sounding very awkward.) What seems to be your problem?

Me: My computer is spewing out all sort a weird stuff onto my screen. I was cleaning out my drive yesterday and I think I deleted an important folder called system 32.

Lady: Ok let me-

Me: Oh no little Mikey is putting buttered bread in the toaster again! I told mother marrying my sister was a bad idea!

*Hangs up*

Todays little technotip: This thing:

That's the hp slate. So cooler than an Ipad.

A guy Named Rocket Launcher.

Greetings my bloglings. Today I shall share the story of late with you. It has come down to the end of the week. Oh and what a week it has been. There are only two more left and I'd have to say it doesn't seem that close. But for now there is only to blog about it. So now I'll star off with this week's story.

In class random discussions come up alot in study hall. This one always makes me laugh. Some of us started discussing names for our future children. Out of the blue I decided I'd probably name my son Jimbo. However Jimbo is to common of a redneck country hick name so I thought it might be better to christen him with a French title: Jimbeaux. Putting that weird Idea behind me I thought of an even better name: Rocketlauncher. My friends and I stopped to imagine the possibilities of a child named Rocketlauncher. (Of course I had to use some poetic license on these situations for more blog effect.)

Situation 1:

My son walks into an airport and is stopped by a customs officer. "What's your name?", he asks. "Rocketlauncher", my well behaved son replied simply. "Umm... You going to have to come with me sir", the officer counters, and detains him for 24 hours and sends him home.

Situation 2:

In spite of my son's poor experiences in the airport industry he decides to try again, this time succeeding. He leaves for Iran for an international meeting. On his way to meet a very important generic business guy. There vehicle is stopped by radical Terrorists. The oddly named business man, my son has turned out to be exits the car to speak with the terrorist in perfect Iranian. "What is the meaning of this?". "Are you american?", their leader asks "What is your name?". "My name is Rocketlauncher and -" The radicals cheer and raise him over their shoulders. They are happy until they realize that their missiles will not fit down his throat. He escapes with his business associates and make it back to an airport where they are sent back to america. On the way another terrorist blows up the plain. Back in some federal security office an investigator interrogates the Iranian airport manager. "Who did you let on that plain?", he demands. "Nobody special, except for one guy named Rocketlauncher."

Pic of the day

Here's something I made with GIMP

My life has been incredibly stressful right now and painting this has helped me calm down a bit. Don't you just want to hang it in a children's hospital? Maybe you will see more of this kinda thing later my blog followers. For now it's just this.

Stupid Things

Have you ever just wanted to grow up. In all seriousness sometimes I wish that I could just grow-up and skip these awkward in-be-tween years of life called the teenage era. As silly as it sounds I think we could have a lot to gain in just getting it over with. No more school, no need to leave your friends by going to college.
Have you ever met that one person (probably of the opposite gender) that you knew you would want to be around for the rest of your life. You know there is no pointed in dating or getting in some relationship now. But if you were older you would seriously consider dating or at least staying in personal contact the rest of your life. I hate it when I meet those people and the thought comes that I am probably going to go off to college and never see them again. That's such a depressing feeling. I even get it now whenever I meet someone that's just awesome, and I have to move. I don't know them well enough to keep in contact for a long time, but I wish I did. If I were an adult I would be where I wanted or felt comfortable going (all in God's plan of course) but I could drive places and do something about these people I knew not well enough.
I think we all come to that point in our lives where we are just sick of it. Be it school or our schedules or even our people. I just want so bad to grow up and skip the rest of school. Don't ask me how I'll make up the lack of education. (Why do you think they invented osmosis. I will simply put a bunch of books under my pillow.) I want to get married, start working and feel in control. High school is next year and I don't know if I can deal with all the stress.
The feeling of being stuck for 8 or 9 more years until life can really begin is just really depressing. But now there is only to dream, hope and plan. I sit here on my couch just thinking about what I want to do, and what I want to be. So it is now at the crossroads in my life I must start to prepare for this; to work towards a better self and a better future.

Moving and Mario

Well, my readers *cough cough* cousins *cough cough* this is my first post from the my new abode. What's even cooler than the house itself is the story behind it. This place is a wonderful 1920s home built by the carver family from their ice cream business. I love this house so much. Right now everything is chaotic and extended family is about running around talking and such. I have a suspicion that i will break out into insanity quite soon. The ever present feeling is being pushed aside by many things. One would be the constant echoing of sound of the walls of the house, accompanied by lot's of TV, computing and texting. But most of all, Mario. That's right Mario: everyone's favorite Italian plumber (With Luigi in a close second.) Mario and I have been fair weather friends throughout most of my life. I remember my first Mario game at age 5. I had been given the Nintendo Gameboy Advance. (which in reality is not quite that advanced as it once was.) Accompanying this Gameboy was Nintendo's own plumber in red. Mario. I still treasure this game today and play it a lot at least once a year. This would be that time of year. That's right. Me and Mario go way back.

Although I have been a little disappointed in some of his latest titles. This game Super Mario World is probably his finest moment. This game was originally created for the super Nintendo and was moved with a bunch of other games to the GBA. This game gave mario some of his best powers and awesomest levels. Mario is one of the reasons I'm not going to go scream at some inanimate objects for no good reason right now. (Yeah sorry that was weird.)

There he is in all of his glory. Giant Bullet beware.

Readers (Hi Allie and Lindsay, and Mrs. G) I'm terribly sorry for that lack of structure in this blog post. But I just have to say that I am trying very hard to keep it all together right now. Please bare with me. Oh By the way here is a video that has made me laugh a lot lately. Kudos to alex my bud for show'n me it.

(For those of you who would like to skip 2 crude words please skip the first 18 seconds.)