I wish that I could figure out whgy my iPhone uploads won't work, but I only had time to upload a picture a this place we ended up eating at. I'll keep on tryin.. By the way, let's go ahead and count this as the post for tomorrow; I've got a long day ahead of me).
-Sam out
Friday, January 29, 2010
Silos and Pancakes 1-29-10 (Day 5)
So today we woke up from sleeping on our charter bus and went straight to breakfast at around 8. After driving past endless fields of corn we get to this place called the cozy inn cafe that looked like it was straight out of the 1950's. Our bus pulls around back and there's 8, maybe, 80 foot tall silos used for god knows what. As were all unloading, the cook comes out of the back and tells us to come in through the kitchen for whatever reason. All weird stuff aside, the people there were probably the nicest I've ever met.
We didn't end up getting to the hotel until after our first game, but now that we're actually here, all there's left to do is get my snooze on. Were all gonna see a USHL game later today but all I'm gonna say is that it better outweigh the alternative of another 3 hours of shut eye.
Oh! Don't know why everyone's hatin, but I really really want one of the ipads. It's just a matter of having the money to blow. Does everyone hate Apple's latest? Sure as he'll seems like it.
-Sam out
Sent from my iPhone
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Cornhuskers 1-28-10 (Day 4)
The other day I was talking about a business idea that I had, and how I thought it was gonna be the next big thing. With this company, I was going to create a vitamin/supplement company who could cater to peoples needs throughout their life via emails and offers. Like make some kick ass flintstone vitamins and continue selling these same people supplements for as logg as possible. The invention part of the whole gig was being able to condense that nasty protien powder into pills you could swallow without having to taste anything. The real brilliance of the whole business plan was in the advertising of it all though. Like those TOMS shoes, I'd donate an equivalent amount life sustaining pills or condensed meals (whatevers feasible) for every unit I sold. To keep this effort independent of politics, instead of just donating this to the "Africa cause" like everyone else, it would go to natural disaster victims and use the sympathy for these people as a
basis for my advertising. Later that day I found out that whenever you condense a protien, it alters the makeup of the protien and turns it into something completely different. So in the end my idea wouldve never worked, but it's still cool to know there's plenty of crazy profitable ways to avoid sitting at a desk untilf you're 30.
basis for my advertising. Later that day I found out that whenever you condense a protien, it alters the makeup of the protien and turns it into something completely different. So in the end my idea wouldve never worked, but it's still cool to know there's plenty of crazy profitable ways to avoid sitting at a desk untilf you're 30.
I'm currently on a 12 hour bus to Nebraska so I'm gonna opt to skimp on today's write. But hey, I'm using the iPhone :)
-Sam out
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
IPhone 1-27-10 (Day 3)
I don't know how I managed to leave this out of what I wrote yesterday, but I got the iPhone I was waiting on yesterday and I think I'm already addicted to it. Honestly, before I got it I was a huge PC fanboy, telling everyone why I thought Microsoft was more deserving of the customers Apple was receiving, and to some degree I think that's still true. However, just owning an iPhone has changed my outlook on a lot of things I never would've thought of.
Since the picture quality isn't complete poo like a ton of other phones I've owned, I can use it as a legit camera and upload whatever I take in what seems like 2 seconds. This means I'll actually have something to look back on when I'm all old and mature. It's not that I'm just now realizing I might want to have something to look back on, but I think I've been too scared to carry around a camera as a guy. I mean I don't see anything wrong with it, but it's not something I'm willing to do at any point during high school. The difference between a camera and the camera functionality on an iPhone has only to do with the picture quality, but for some reason, taking photos with an iPhone is completely acceptable by everyone I know, but if you take a picture with a dedicated camera in front of one of them, you might as well have rammed a dude in his bum. Maybe it's because everyone's to jealous to say anything, huh? Haha I really don't know, but it's weird that things actually work that way.
Besides being able to take pictures of stuff in public and stupid stuff like that, I feel like I'd be able to make my way to more interesting things on Friday nights and weekends when all everyone wants to do is head over to my house and ping pong the night away. In retrospective, that's probably just as stupid as being able to take pictures or whatever, but I still think there's potential for mayhem there.
Oh! As I was coming home from my hockey practice, this kid I know was walking across an intersection that I was stopped at. I had my windows down breathin in the air and all that good stuff, so he came over to my car and said hey before running off across the last half of the street. That's not the funny part though; I look over to my right and the guy in his truck is flippin out because I guess he though I was gonna get capped or something brutal you'd see on the late local news. Speaking of hockey, I leave for a tournament in Nebraska tomorrow night. The bus we're taking has wifi apparently so I might try posting from my iPhone if I get crazy enough, but either way I'll try to fit in time for a quick write while I'm there.
-Sam out
Since the picture quality isn't complete poo like a ton of other phones I've owned, I can use it as a legit camera and upload whatever I take in what seems like 2 seconds. This means I'll actually have something to look back on when I'm all old and mature. It's not that I'm just now realizing I might want to have something to look back on, but I think I've been too scared to carry around a camera as a guy. I mean I don't see anything wrong with it, but it's not something I'm willing to do at any point during high school. The difference between a camera and the camera functionality on an iPhone has only to do with the picture quality, but for some reason, taking photos with an iPhone is completely acceptable by everyone I know, but if you take a picture with a dedicated camera in front of one of them, you might as well have rammed a dude in his bum. Maybe it's because everyone's to jealous to say anything, huh? Haha I really don't know, but it's weird that things actually work that way.
Besides being able to take pictures of stuff in public and stupid stuff like that, I feel like I'd be able to make my way to more interesting things on Friday nights and weekends when all everyone wants to do is head over to my house and ping pong the night away. In retrospective, that's probably just as stupid as being able to take pictures or whatever, but I still think there's potential for mayhem there.
Oh! As I was coming home from my hockey practice, this kid I know was walking across an intersection that I was stopped at. I had my windows down breathin in the air and all that good stuff, so he came over to my car and said hey before running off across the last half of the street. That's not the funny part though; I look over to my right and the guy in his truck is flippin out because I guess he though I was gonna get capped or something brutal you'd see on the late local news. Speaking of hockey, I leave for a tournament in Nebraska tomorrow night. The bus we're taking has wifi apparently so I might try posting from my iPhone if I get crazy enough, but either way I'll try to fit in time for a quick write while I'm there.
-Sam out
Pot Suckers 1-26-10 (Day 2)
So I've slept on the idea of doing a daily blog, and I think I'm gonna keep it up! Something about the idea appeals to me, which is actually a little weird because I've always hated writing at school... Maybe it's just the writing with pencils and such as opposed to a keyboard? Who knows.
So I remembered another dream this morning, and I remembered it in the shower again. What's so weird about remembering my dreams in the shower all of the time is that I can't recall even a little of it just before I jump in, but once I'm actually taking the shower I don't even need to try remembering the dream, it just comes to me as vividly as it did the night before. If this becomes a more solidified trend, my opinion of showers will rise to a level of reverence I never thought possible. Anyways, in the actual dream I made my own little version of the video logs like they do on "The Internet Killed Television". I like the vlogs they do, but it surprised even me, who has had some weirdddd ass dreams before, that I would dream about them. In the vlogs Charles uses this camera with a usb deal that flips out, and with that exact camera, this guy I know and his fiance were doing their own video log for the day in a mobile home somewhere in California. As you might assume, I was there with them in this mobile home and as they were recording their video, I peeked out of the blinds and saw the typical Cali beach scene with guys surfing on huge waves. After this guy and his fiance left the mobile home, I decided that I was going to add in my own bit to the video log. After I did this though, I felt like I needed to delete or edit it before they came back because they would get mad that I'd ruined that day's video. It turned out that I didn't have enough time to do either for some reason. Eventually they came back, grabbed their camera and left again for good. The last thing I remember was waiting for the video to pop up on youtube so I could see what happened. It seems to me that if every dream lasted like 2 more minutes, they would be infinitely better, because you're always waking up right before something crazy happens. Just my 2 cents though.
In one of my classes today, I thought that I smelled a skunk, and by a skunk, I mean one that had its asshole in my face. Something smelled realllllly bad. Soon, the girl next to me and the kid behind me started to smell it too, and we started asking people what it was. Turns out, the guy to my side was eating a Pot Sucker which, for those of you who don't know, is a sucker filled with THC. And my god did it SMELL!!!! By the time we all found out that it was him, he was floatin on cloud 9 so when we asked him what was in the sucker he told us; "In each of these, I'm told there's a gram of the dank." Made my day. Stoners may never realize that they're comic geniuses, but they sure as hell deserve some credit for stuff like this.
Oh yea, I've got a list of weird words started too. So far all that I've come up with is teepee and plow. There's a fine line between awesome words and stupid ones, and I'm determined to define it. While I thought of the word "teepee" I was thinking it almost sounds like it could be spelled "teepy" which would mean "teep" is its root word. Assuming that were a real word, what would it mean? It sounds more legit than teepee don't ya think? "Teepee" vs. "Teep"
Today, the idea of backpacking around a country came up and it got me super super interested. Maybe something to talk about a different time.
-Sam out
So I remembered another dream this morning, and I remembered it in the shower again. What's so weird about remembering my dreams in the shower all of the time is that I can't recall even a little of it just before I jump in, but once I'm actually taking the shower I don't even need to try remembering the dream, it just comes to me as vividly as it did the night before. If this becomes a more solidified trend, my opinion of showers will rise to a level of reverence I never thought possible. Anyways, in the actual dream I made my own little version of the video logs like they do on "The Internet Killed Television". I like the vlogs they do, but it surprised even me, who has had some weirdddd ass dreams before, that I would dream about them. In the vlogs Charles uses this camera with a usb deal that flips out, and with that exact camera, this guy I know and his fiance were doing their own video log for the day in a mobile home somewhere in California. As you might assume, I was there with them in this mobile home and as they were recording their video, I peeked out of the blinds and saw the typical Cali beach scene with guys surfing on huge waves. After this guy and his fiance left the mobile home, I decided that I was going to add in my own bit to the video log. After I did this though, I felt like I needed to delete or edit it before they came back because they would get mad that I'd ruined that day's video. It turned out that I didn't have enough time to do either for some reason. Eventually they came back, grabbed their camera and left again for good. The last thing I remember was waiting for the video to pop up on youtube so I could see what happened. It seems to me that if every dream lasted like 2 more minutes, they would be infinitely better, because you're always waking up right before something crazy happens. Just my 2 cents though.
In one of my classes today, I thought that I smelled a skunk, and by a skunk, I mean one that had its asshole in my face. Something smelled realllllly bad. Soon, the girl next to me and the kid behind me started to smell it too, and we started asking people what it was. Turns out, the guy to my side was eating a Pot Sucker which, for those of you who don't know, is a sucker filled with THC. And my god did it SMELL!!!! By the time we all found out that it was him, he was floatin on cloud 9 so when we asked him what was in the sucker he told us; "In each of these, I'm told there's a gram of the dank." Made my day. Stoners may never realize that they're comic geniuses, but they sure as hell deserve some credit for stuff like this.
Oh yea, I've got a list of weird words started too. So far all that I've come up with is teepee and plow. There's a fine line between awesome words and stupid ones, and I'm determined to define it. While I thought of the word "teepee" I was thinking it almost sounds like it could be spelled "teepy" which would mean "teep" is its root word. Assuming that were a real word, what would it mean? It sounds more legit than teepee don't ya think? "Teepee" vs. "Teep"
Today, the idea of backpacking around a country came up and it got me super super interested. Maybe something to talk about a different time.
-Sam out
Monday, January 25, 2010
Lucid Dreams 1-25-10 (Day 1)
Well I guess you could say that this is kind-a-sort-a my New Years Resolution. I started watching this vlog by this guy named Charles Trippy and ending up falling in love with the actual content as well as the idea of keeping a diary of some kind. I'm not sure how public this blog will turn out to be, but for the moment I think I'm just gonna see how I like it all and go from there.
In the next week, I'm supposed to be getting an iPhone so hopefully I can start adding things like snippets of text and photos from it daily and just upload it here.
Anywhoooo, I guess I should start with what went on today, huh? Welllll, at first I thought that it would be a super-crazy-good day because I was supposed to get the iPhone in question 2 hours ago. Nevertheless, today actually turned out better than I thought than it might. I actually remembered a dream I had, which made me less happy than it usually does. Not because of the actual dream itself, but, i don't know, just because. Anyways all that happened was I walked around a hugeeee, maybe 3 story mall, which was in this town near where I live called Highland Park. So I eventually figure out that it's lunchtime so I make my way up the escalators where I find a Sbarro pizza place. The most notable thing about those places are the giant slices right? But for some reason the only memorable thing about the place was a kid in my English class and the teacher. Now this teacher began the year as the coolest teacher ever in the history of teaching, abut after she got married half way through the year, she started to become somewhat of a bitch. In this dream, she worked behind the counter and whined about everything it seemed like, just like she does in class. There's not much more to it but, weird right?
If I can remember my dreams from the night before I'll be sure to write it down here because I don't know about you guys, but my dreams kick ass.... Well that one wasn't the best but usually they're awesome. Oh! Just remembered another part of my resolution, again based off the videos from Charles and the gang; I'm usually a risky/fun-loving/talkative guy, but sometimes hide it away for whatever reason. I've realized that I've got one life, and I wanna live it to the fullest. Yes, I realize that's pretty deep for a 17 year-old, hockey player, from Dallas who wants to do something with finance, or possibly something with computers when he's older, but hey, it is what it is.
That last sentence may not have translated very well into text, but I remembered I hadn't really introduced myself yet, so imagine me saying all of that (starting at "17") in one breath. Flows better doesn't it? Thought so.
I'll remember to talk about this invention/company I came up with for entrepreneurship class on a day where I'm as bored as I am now, or when there wasn't too much to talk about.
-Sam out
In the next week, I'm supposed to be getting an iPhone so hopefully I can start adding things like snippets of text and photos from it daily and just upload it here.
Anywhoooo, I guess I should start with what went on today, huh? Welllll, at first I thought that it would be a super-crazy-good day because I was supposed to get the iPhone in question 2 hours ago. Nevertheless, today actually turned out better than I thought than it might. I actually remembered a dream I had, which made me less happy than it usually does. Not because of the actual dream itself, but, i don't know, just because. Anyways all that happened was I walked around a hugeeee, maybe 3 story mall, which was in this town near where I live called Highland Park. So I eventually figure out that it's lunchtime so I make my way up the escalators where I find a Sbarro pizza place. The most notable thing about those places are the giant slices right? But for some reason the only memorable thing about the place was a kid in my English class and the teacher. Now this teacher began the year as the coolest teacher ever in the history of teaching, abut after she got married half way through the year, she started to become somewhat of a bitch. In this dream, she worked behind the counter and whined about everything it seemed like, just like she does in class. There's not much more to it but, weird right?
If I can remember my dreams from the night before I'll be sure to write it down here because I don't know about you guys, but my dreams kick ass.... Well that one wasn't the best but usually they're awesome. Oh! Just remembered another part of my resolution, again based off the videos from Charles and the gang; I'm usually a risky/fun-loving/talkative guy, but sometimes hide it away for whatever reason. I've realized that I've got one life, and I wanna live it to the fullest. Yes, I realize that's pretty deep for a 17 year-old, hockey player, from Dallas who wants to do something with finance, or possibly something with computers when he's older, but hey, it is what it is.
That last sentence may not have translated very well into text, but I remembered I hadn't really introduced myself yet, so imagine me saying all of that (starting at "17") in one breath. Flows better doesn't it? Thought so.
I'll remember to talk about this invention/company I came up with for entrepreneurship class on a day where I'm as bored as I am now, or when there wasn't too much to talk about.
-Sam out
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