Attention blogger people. Durning my absence from the world of blogging, I have created a home web server. From which i will be running my blog off of.. I have the server running, but no URL yet (just an ip address) 99.66.1.170 ..I will have the first post over there soon-ish...
-dru
...And extremely misspelled, but thats because I view a keyboard as a typewriter, and a backspace doesn't exist.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Well, it finally got here
Yes, it is here . . . or for some, it’s getting closer, but if you're in college, then it’s here. The time where everyone under the age of 25 turns off their brains for three months, unless they have already had it turned off, and they wake up at 2 in the afternoon with absolutely nothing to do that day, and rejoice about it. For some, they start working to make some extra money or gain experience in a corporate environment, while others start summer school. Then if they're lucky, their class gets canceled and now they don’t have to make up excuses why they don’t want to take a literature minimester. . . But yes, it's summer. It is a time of celebration that you no longer have due dates, tests, and horrible on-campus food. .
-Drew
The other day I was driving through campus with the windows down and the song, "get low" comes on the radio. And its kinda catchy so I turned it up. . . loud... I wonder what people thought when they saw a small white boy in a vneck driving a bmw with the windows down blaring the song 'get low'. ..
-Drew
The other day I was driving through campus with the windows down and the song, "get low" comes on the radio. And its kinda catchy so I turned it up. . . loud... I wonder what people thought when they saw a small white boy in a vneck driving a bmw with the windows down blaring the song 'get low'. ..
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| (that says "tool" not "tod".. FYI) |
Monday, April 25, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
What if animals could talk?
I know this question has come up in many different conversations before, but have you really put a lot of thought in to it? When taking a shower my brain goes in to random thoughts about many different things, and sometimes I go in to great depth on these topics… I don’t know if it’s being in a tight confined space with white walls around me, or standing there naked with warm water splashing on me that causes me to carefully think of what the world would be like if animals talked, but whatever it is.. it happened. So here it goes..
All humans would probably all be vegetarians . . . why, because who would want to slaughter something that was holding a conversation with you just a few minutes ago. Like little Mr. Chicken would be talking about how it’s his turn the next day to wake everyone up at the crack of dawn, and then all of a sudden you chop his head off and feel sorry for the little guy because he was really excited about doing it and you stopped him short of reaching his dreams.
Then basically every other large animal would team up against you unless you were able to overpower them. Also, you’d have to be careful about stepping on small bugs and ants, because they’d take revenge against you in the masses after they’d tell all their other insect friends about you. Then all off a sudden your house if falling apart because of termites and you would be constantly chased by a swarm of killer bee’s all because you accidently stepped on Jonny Ant.
In the world of talking animals, monkeys would probably be our largest rivals in the world. Why?, because we have thumbs. I’m pretty sure if they were able to comprehend now that we have thumbs and they are very useful, then they might be pretty upset about it. They would probably start a worldwide war against humans, more than likely just climbing to the top of buildings and throwing poop at people. They can’t be too violent.
I guess the last group of animals not yet covered in my “talking world” are fish. They sort of got the short end of the stick in this whole talking thing because talking underwater is fairly difficult. Plus, are your typical trout or perch fish even capable of making noises? Because when I’ve been fishing I’ve never reeled in a fish and heard it make a noise. . . It just kind of flops all over the place
Well, that’s what my animal talking world would be like. . . good thing it’s not true cause I really enjoyed my chicken sandwich that had bacon in it today….
-Drew
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Oh dang, it's school time again....
School started last Monday. So I'm trying to get back in the routine of waking up early, and sleep walking my way to class in the 19 degree weather. . . After living in Waco for a full winter and the beginning of another one.. I take back everything I said that it sucks that it never gets cold in Houston... Cause it is freaking cold here!!
Looks like this semester is going to be extremely hard, so unless something exciting happens. . blog post might be on a low for awhile...
-Drew
Looks like this semester is going to be extremely hard, so unless something exciting happens. . blog post might be on a low for awhile...
-Drew
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Sunday, December 26, 2010
For the longest time, I didn’t know what “Happy Holidays” meant. . .
Being 19 years old I spent many of my “growing up years" (when I didn’t know everything that older people knew about yet but I would soon learn on my own) growing up when everybody was trying to say things politically correct. So around Christmastime I would always hear people saying “Happy Holidays” and I would be like.. “Oh thanks , Santa’s coming!!” then my dad or mom would say back to them, “Yeah MERRY CHRISTMAS!” . . It didn’t quite click in my head that they were trying to be politically correct and not offend the Jews or the Muslims or the people celebrating the positioning of the sun. Yet, happy holidays always made crystal clear sense to me. Because, I would get out from school, and during this time off from school there would be two big events. These events were Christmas and New Years day. So, I thought that these were the holidays all the nice people saying “Happy Holidays” were referring too. Not this politically correct crap everybody is throwing in our faces. Now I know the truth about this horrible saying and now join in the fight against religious oppression and shove “Merry Christmas!” down the throats of the oppressors!!
-Drew
-Drew
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
One week down. . . three to go
Well, my break has felt like it's been very long so far with all the events that have happened to me. Upon arriving home I found out that we had received a Christmas gift thingy in the mail and it contained dry ice. . and who lets dry ice go to waste without making a bomb? So with being reunited with my brother, my random part of my brain went up, and the good decision part went down. . . So, we made a few bombs, and filmed one.
Of course one wasn’t going to cut it. So we then got the bright idea of strapping a bomb to a few big rocks, then chunking it in the pond down the street. So we duct taped them together and then threw it in, and well.. if there were any fish in there.. they aren’t alive anymore. . . it was quite spectacular..a day or two after that we made our way up to Tulsa for a Wedding. . I think I took more pictures of this lady that was sitting across from me on the plane ride up there than at the wedding.. she was like mid 40’s and I guess it was her first flight cause she was taking pictures of everything and everyone, even a video. And the whole plane heard her breathing when we were taking off. . . It's kinda weird being at a wedding and only knowing four people, two of them being your parents and the other one your brother . . . After spending a few hours in Tulsa, I determined that it is just like Waco: Deserted, old gray buildings, and the only people you see are homeless. . . Tulsa is just bigger…
After arriving back home my brother and I were bored again.. so we put on some sweaters, athletic shorts, knee high tube socks, and brightly colored visors.. and headed out at 11:20pm to play tennis at one of the many tennis courts in the Woodlands…. After about 2 minutes we realized tennis is nothing like ping pong and we suck terribly at it. . so then we just tried to hit each other
We leave for Florida soon. So, more interesting stories will be produced very soon. Which might include but not guaranteed: Fireworks, beaches, ocean, really big fish, dry ice, cops, and alligators.
-Drew
Of course one wasn’t going to cut it. So we then got the bright idea of strapping a bomb to a few big rocks, then chunking it in the pond down the street. So we duct taped them together and then threw it in, and well.. if there were any fish in there.. they aren’t alive anymore. . . it was quite spectacular..a day or two after that we made our way up to Tulsa for a Wedding. . I think I took more pictures of this lady that was sitting across from me on the plane ride up there than at the wedding.. she was like mid 40’s and I guess it was her first flight cause she was taking pictures of everything and everyone, even a video. And the whole plane heard her breathing when we were taking off. . . It's kinda weird being at a wedding and only knowing four people, two of them being your parents and the other one your brother . . . After spending a few hours in Tulsa, I determined that it is just like Waco: Deserted, old gray buildings, and the only people you see are homeless. . . Tulsa is just bigger…
After arriving back home my brother and I were bored again.. so we put on some sweaters, athletic shorts, knee high tube socks, and brightly colored visors.. and headed out at 11:20pm to play tennis at one of the many tennis courts in the Woodlands…. After about 2 minutes we realized tennis is nothing like ping pong and we suck terribly at it. . so then we just tried to hit each other
We leave for Florida soon. So, more interesting stories will be produced very soon. Which might include but not guaranteed: Fireworks, beaches, ocean, really big fish, dry ice, cops, and alligators.
-Drew
Monday, December 20, 2010
Its Christmas break . . .
Which means there is really nothing that I am procrastinating from anymore .. . . so the posting will be light for awhile...
Merry Christmas!
-Drew
Merry Christmas!
-Drew
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Questions while studying
Why does Penland food leave a bad aftertaste?
What have they been digging for, for the past 4 weeks in fountain mall, next to Mars McLean science building, south Russell field, and next to north Russell?
Why is green tea yellow?
Can people with snake bites put water in their mouth and then puff their cheeks out with out spewing water?
When Asian people squint their eyes, can they see?
Why are peoples profile pictures on facebook cartoon characters?
Why are books typically in black and white?
Why is the snake game on facebook so popular?
Why is it 70 degrees outside?
Why are finals on Saturday?
Why is there not enough time to sleep?
What have they been digging for, for the past 4 weeks in fountain mall, next to Mars McLean science building, south Russell field, and next to north Russell?
Why is green tea yellow?
Can people with snake bites put water in their mouth and then puff their cheeks out with out spewing water?
When Asian people squint their eyes, can they see?
Why are peoples profile pictures on facebook cartoon characters?
Why are books typically in black and white?
Why is the snake game on facebook so popular?
Why is it 70 degrees outside?
Why are finals on Saturday?
Why is there not enough time to sleep?
Friday, December 10, 2010
Yesterday I dropped out and became a professional Nascar driver. . . but then I had to quit
After having a pet penguin I needed something else this week to do that was totally awesome and would make me totally popular. My dream occupation was to become a Nascar driver and well, a once in a life time opportunity came my way. Few weeks ago I was watching the local dirt track races at The Heart O Texas Speedway here in Waco and I met this really nice older gentleman named Bobby Hendrix Jr. Bobby jr spent his younger years racing stock cars out in North Carolina against some of the big names of Richard Petty and Dale Earnhardt and once he retired he made his way out to Texas (And ended up in Waco. . . ? I know right?). And we got to talk'n about how I've always been a fan of racing and that I would really like to get into it. He then said that he has a friend look'n to put a team together and would like a young driver that no one has really ever heard of, and he'd give me a call if they would be interested.
Well, few months later Bobby jr called me up tell'n me that they would like to see me give a few hot laps up at the Texas Motor Speedway in one of their prototype stock cars. So I did what any other weekend warrior Nascar fan would do with this opportunity, and that was drop everything that I was doing and get my butt up to the Texas Motor Speedway cause I get to freaking drive a Nascar!
So after putting a few laps down around the speedway, Mr. Jimmie Hamlin really like what he saw in me. And he wanted to sign me right away as a starting driver in the 2011 season.
Of course I wanted to sign!! So right there in there standing in the race suit right next to a car still hot from a few laps I signed becoming apart of the 2011 Jimmie Hamlin's #07 Jack Daniels race team. Then right from the get go I already had a ton of fans wanting my autograph!!!
It took a little time getting used to all this new attention (about 30 minutes) then I finally felt like I have accomplished my goal, except for winning of course, but heck.. I'm a Nascar diver! But being Baptist and driving the #07 Jack Daniels car is kind of contradicting. . . So, I asked Mr. Jimmie Hamlin if there was a chance that we could get a new sponsor instead of Jack Daniels, something like Lifeway Christian Bookstore or American Eagle? He then told me that Mr. Daniels was a really good friend of his and he has helped him with a lot of problems though out his life, he really put emphasis on problems with his wife....., and that he owes it to Mr. Daniels to have a racing team with his company on it. I then decide that I was not going to race for Mr. Hamlin and that I would wait for other racing opportunities down the road. (pun intended.... )
Right then and their I went down in Nascar history, as being the shortest signed career driver for a full 5 hours. . . I then had a nice trip back to Waco with the feeling that I had made the right career move, guess that means I still have to take my finals. . .. . but hey, I got to drive a Nascar!
-Drew
Well, few months later Bobby jr called me up tell'n me that they would like to see me give a few hot laps up at the Texas Motor Speedway in one of their prototype stock cars. So I did what any other weekend warrior Nascar fan would do with this opportunity, and that was drop everything that I was doing and get my butt up to the Texas Motor Speedway cause I get to freaking drive a Nascar!
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| Theres me sitting in my car (Didn't think it was legit huh?) |
| Me rocking the front stretch |
It took a little time getting used to all this new attention (about 30 minutes) then I finally felt like I have accomplished my goal, except for winning of course, but heck.. I'm a Nascar diver! But being Baptist and driving the #07 Jack Daniels car is kind of contradicting. . . So, I asked Mr. Jimmie Hamlin if there was a chance that we could get a new sponsor instead of Jack Daniels, something like Lifeway Christian Bookstore or American Eagle? He then told me that Mr. Daniels was a really good friend of his and he has helped him with a lot of problems though out his life, he really put emphasis on problems with his wife....., and that he owes it to Mr. Daniels to have a racing team with his company on it. I then decide that I was not going to race for Mr. Hamlin and that I would wait for other racing opportunities down the road. (pun intended.... )
Right then and their I went down in Nascar history, as being the shortest signed career driver for a full 5 hours. . . I then had a nice trip back to Waco with the feeling that I had made the right career move, guess that means I still have to take my finals. . .. . but hey, I got to drive a Nascar!
-Drew
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Today I got a pet Penguin
The other day I was thinking to myself that a penguin would make a great pet. They're cute, cuddly, and I'm pretty sure they are a chick magnet. So, I decided that I would go out and get one.
My first stop in my quest for a penguin was the pet store in the mall, which always have thesickest best pets, and I asked the girl setting behind the desk filing her nails if they had any penguins in stock? And then she said "no" and pointed to the cat on the desk then said, "we have cats though, their furry too."
My first stop in my quest for a penguin was the pet store in the mall, which always have the
So after being slightly disappointed that the pet store did not have any penguins I thought about my next two options to get a pet penguin. Which are fly to Antarctica, or jack one from the zoo. So, being finals week, I decided I'd head over to Cameron Park Zoo and "acquire" a new pet.
Once I got to the penguin exhibit, I saw my new pet for the first time. Just chill'n by the fake rocks and swimming pool.
I quickly snagged him up and brought him back home and officially named him Petter. Once I got home I couldn't decide what to keep him in when I wasn't playing with him or strut'n him down the street. Because since penguins are birds, do I keep him in a bird cage?
Then I decided that the bird cage was not real fitting, and his water bowl wasn't big enough for him to splash around it and catch fish in. So, I got him a fish tank to swim around in and a big ice cube because penguins like water, fish, and ice and this is just the place to contain everything.
After he got used to his new home I decided to go on a walk with my new friend. And he was quite the attention getter.
But after while, Petter was starting to get tired of all the attention and he started looking tired. So I took him back home. Then after watching him sleep on his ice cube I felt sorry for the little guy that he was not in his natural environment. So I came up with a plan.
I was going to bring him back to Antarctica! Since nothing has changed yet and it is still finals week I could not personally take him to Antarctica, so I got this big box, and cut holes in it so he can breath. And then I shipped him off to Antarctica!
So, I would imagine UPS would drop him off close to some other peeps he'd know so he wouldn't totally be alone out there. Then he'd be living the true hardcore life of a penguin with world traveling experience.
So there is my story about Petter. What an exciting time we shared together. Next week I think I'm going to go get lady or joy to bring back to my room and hang out for a bit... till chamber gets a little ticked off about it......
Theres me with Lady, or Joy.... I cant tell the two apart......
-Drew
Monday, December 6, 2010
Studying at McDonalds for finals. . . with homeless people
Last week I was sitting in the McDonalds across the street from campus and noticed that they had free wifi, I then thought this would be a great place to study for finals cause you got wifi, free refills, interesting people, and crappy food... great place, ha.... So, I'm here sitting at Micky D's with my friend Alex studying for finals... at McDonalds. I was looking forward to "trying" their new Caramel Mocha but I had a feeling that they were going to tell me that their coffee machine is broken because for some reason every coffee machine or ice cream machine always seems to break after about 7p.m. at every fast food place. Turns out this coffee machine is right on time and is broken... So after having already swiped my card and paid for it (dang mcdonalds sucking me in to buying something) I was forced to either take an ice coffee or a frappuccino, and being 20 degrees below zero outside I chose a frappuccino (is that how you spell it? well, i dont care anyways, you get what i mean). Expecting this to be an explosion of flavor of caramel and the best coffee in the world, I was instantly unimpressed. You know when you take a drink of something and right after you swallow you get that little "after swallow taste," well this after taste tasted what I would imagine the bathroom here at McDonalds to taste like if you were to lick the floor. I dont know why my mind connected cheap coffee, Waco water ice, and bad caramel to the McDonalds bathroom, but it did. And I'm pretty sure this crap caramel is stuck in my esophagus.. I can feel it not going down... So after powering through this bathroom flavored drink I started to actually do some work, and whats a trip outside the "Baylor bubble" with out getting approached by a homeless person... Yup, just like I knew the coffee machine wasnt going to work, I knew Jerry J-walker would come up and ask me for change, so I planned ahead and had some change ready... these encounters never fail. Its past 10, I'm surprised an armed robbery hasn't happened yet... Oh wait!, no.. a travel bus from Mexico just got here....
While deep in study I glanced over at another table and a question arose in my head.
Why are chairs at fast food restaurants usually connected to the ground? Like they can swivel, but you cant move em back. Are they there to laugh in the face of really fat people who cant sit there because their stomach circumference will not allow them to fit? Like, "Ha your too fat to sit here, you cant move this chair back! ha, the fat seats are over there ----> *pointing to the bathroom*." And I guess they have a mean sense of humor too....
Well, its finally dead week.... yay!...... uh oh another homeless person. he has a legit orange backpack and tan trench coat though, with some tats from back in Nam.
Current Homeless count: 5
-Drew
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
My group and I procrastinated on doing our project.... which happens to be on procrastination
So with only a few days left to complete, we sat down at the library.. awkwardly stared at each other till someone said they have an idea... then we filmed some stuff. This literally took like an hour to do. I got like 5 minutes of footage and I smashed it all together and added some words-n-junk.
hurr it be(its even in HD too!! and I'm not in it...):
hurr it be(its even in HD too!! and I'm not in it...):
I hate the library. . . with a passion
I've never been a fan of the library, probably because I'm not a fan of reading boring stuff but thats besides the point, so when I'm finally forced to go, I do not enjoy it. It's always super quite and the people there all spread out in junk always seem like they are experts at being in the library, and when I walk through the doors they stare at me and I can see that caption bubble above their head that says, "OMG look at that noob, who does he think he is.. a good student? he looks soooo cluelessssss about, lifeeeeeeeeee... I'm going to text Katy about thisssss " So I causally, but quickly, walk away from everybody until I'm out of site except from the passed out frat boy in the corner, and then I can collect myself and figure out what I'm trying todo and asking myself over and over again, "Why am I here?" Once I find a secluded cubicle far enough from the people who look like they know what they're doing, one with the least amount of male genitalia drawn on the walls, and far enough that the snores of Freddy the frat boy are only small distractions from the beat of my music, so then I start to pull the chair out ever so slowly. Because the slightest movement of these chairs makes the loudest noise on the floor and I bet those library experts up at the front are like, "great its that noob freshman who doesn't know what hes doing, he needs to get a life...." and I'm a sophomore! So after 10 minutes of trying to sit down ever so quietly I pull out my laptop and turn this bad boy on. Well, genius me was previously watching a youtube video with the volume all the way up, because thats the only way to experience HD video on a 13' macbook pro, and that famous mac "bongggggg" blares out of my computer... and once again those experts are like "Dang freshmannnnn!!!!" (even though I'm still a sophomore) and Freddy frat boy wakes up from his deep slumber to then carve on his cubicle walls, "∆∆∆ are the hottest" and "KΩT has the best parties and gets all the girls" (No joke, thats written next to me right now). Then once everybody starts to calm down after I have disturbed them from studying I finally start working.
Then the unthinkable happens.... I have to go find a book...... Oh snap! So after searching for the book on my computer, I have the call number texted to my cell phone (because the baylor library is legit) and then I have a number and a general location of where its at.. and that general location is somewhere in this building. Since I'm a man, I'm not going to ask a librarian for help.. psh, I just jump in and do it! So after walking the aisles aimlessly for about an hour I then realize that my book is on the third floor. Once I get to the third floor I find that there are even more aisles to wonder aimlessly in, you would of thought God is punishing me and I'm wondering aimlessly in the wilderness of Moody Library. So then being the smart person that I am, I start to figure out how these aisles work; and I find the row that my book is on. Now the challenge is finding the book that I need.... Well, soon after finding how the aisles work I also find out that every call number isn't the same... and this angered me.... My call number was D756.5.N6. N45 1944B... What the heck right? How in the world am I suposed to find that? Cant they just order them by number, like start with one and go all they way to ∞... it makes much more since...So I find all the D756 and start going throw all those books until I finally find the book I want. I hope the librarian doesn't mind me pulling all of them out, but I at least stacked them in a pile. Anyways, now its off to copy certain pages.... oh boy..
When I was walking in I knew I was going to have to copy something, so I started to scope out all the copy machines in hope of finding one in a secluded corner that no one could watch me for 15 minutes pushing random buttons in hope of copying one page. So after only noticing one on the floor I was on, and the only other one I am comfortable with using is on the second floor and I dont want to bring this book down to the second floor with me because I know that the library swat team would repel down out of the ceiling and beat me with really big dictionaries, so my only option was the one next to all the people.. who already updated their facebook statuses in my misfortune. So, I now had a new challenge. Copy this book... with out using that copy machine or getting flogged by the library swat team. Being the creative person that I am, I devised a plan.. I was going to pull the fire alarm so then I would be all by myself, but then that might get me in trouble. So I devised another plan, I was going to take a picture of the page I wanted with my cell phone and then email it to me to print out as a picture... brilliant.. I know. (I actually did this too, for that exact reason......).
So, after spending most of my day at this place of books I now decide that I am finished. I pack up all my stuff, take ten minutes to move my chair back to not wake Freddy frat boy who has fallen back asleep, and then high tail it out of there hoping the next time I have to come back is forever away.
This is why I'm not a fan of the library, the people are intimidating, the cubicle graffiti is distracting, and finding a book is near impossible.
-Drew
Oh, and when I was coming to the library tonight.. apparently they lock all the doors after 10 so I tried opening all the doors and failing on every single one... while half the school was in the lobby staring at me and updating their status in my misfortune, once again.. then finally Timmy the frat boy saved my day by showing me you have to swipe your card to get in.... I feel like I should know this by now.....
Then the unthinkable happens.... I have to go find a book...... Oh snap! So after searching for the book on my computer, I have the call number texted to my cell phone (because the baylor library is legit) and then I have a number and a general location of where its at.. and that general location is somewhere in this building. Since I'm a man, I'm not going to ask a librarian for help.. psh, I just jump in and do it! So after walking the aisles aimlessly for about an hour I then realize that my book is on the third floor. Once I get to the third floor I find that there are even more aisles to wonder aimlessly in, you would of thought God is punishing me and I'm wondering aimlessly in the wilderness of Moody Library. So then being the smart person that I am, I start to figure out how these aisles work; and I find the row that my book is on. Now the challenge is finding the book that I need.... Well, soon after finding how the aisles work I also find out that every call number isn't the same... and this angered me.... My call number was D756.5.N6. N45 1944B... What the heck right? How in the world am I suposed to find that? Cant they just order them by number, like start with one and go all they way to ∞... it makes much more since...So I find all the D756 and start going throw all those books until I finally find the book I want. I hope the librarian doesn't mind me pulling all of them out, but I at least stacked them in a pile. Anyways, now its off to copy certain pages.... oh boy..
When I was walking in I knew I was going to have to copy something, so I started to scope out all the copy machines in hope of finding one in a secluded corner that no one could watch me for 15 minutes pushing random buttons in hope of copying one page. So after only noticing one on the floor I was on, and the only other one I am comfortable with using is on the second floor and I dont want to bring this book down to the second floor with me because I know that the library swat team would repel down out of the ceiling and beat me with really big dictionaries, so my only option was the one next to all the people.. who already updated their facebook statuses in my misfortune. So, I now had a new challenge. Copy this book... with out using that copy machine or getting flogged by the library swat team. Being the creative person that I am, I devised a plan.. I was going to pull the fire alarm so then I would be all by myself, but then that might get me in trouble. So I devised another plan, I was going to take a picture of the page I wanted with my cell phone and then email it to me to print out as a picture... brilliant.. I know. (I actually did this too, for that exact reason......).
So, after spending most of my day at this place of books I now decide that I am finished. I pack up all my stuff, take ten minutes to move my chair back to not wake Freddy frat boy who has fallen back asleep, and then high tail it out of there hoping the next time I have to come back is forever away.
This is why I'm not a fan of the library, the people are intimidating, the cubicle graffiti is distracting, and finding a book is near impossible.
-Drew
Oh, and when I was coming to the library tonight.. apparently they lock all the doors after 10 so I tried opening all the doors and failing on every single one... while half the school was in the lobby staring at me and updating their status in my misfortune, once again.. then finally Timmy the frat boy saved my day by showing me you have to swipe your card to get in.... I feel like I should know this by now.....
Sunday, November 28, 2010
You know how they put a bible verse on the back those "Rise up" shirts that were $5.... Do you know what that bible story is about?
In our attempt to make Baylor look more Christian and make us all seem like were good people by putting a Bible verse on what is supposed to be our, "Beat the heck out of a&m" shirts, We took a bible verse completely out of context. I also hope that who ever started this "Rise up" motto didn't take it from this verse, yes it makes sense (Rise up; this matter is in your hands. We will support you, so take courage and do it. Ezra 10:4) But still, I'm pretty sure its still just added so people can say, "Oh isn't that cute, they put a bible verse on the back of these shirts. Baylor is such a good school, oh we all such good people, unlike these heartless aggies screaming their chants with bad words in them..." So if you haven't taken the time yet to go read what context this verse is in, I'll tell you! Alright, (this will kinda be in a more modern interpretation) so Erza was laying face down in a church crying while praying and confessing (thats the way to do it). And then a whole bunch of people showed up from Israel, and they were weeping bitterly as well. So Erza was like, "Yo, why all yall crying in junk out here?" then their leader Shecaniah (Son of Jehiel, one of the sons of Elam) said to Ezra, "I think we've made God upset at us..... We've married chicks from other countries and made kids with them and stuff.. So what we need to do is send all these gurls and our kids away.... so um Ezra, Rise up; this whole deal-e-o is in your hands now.. were getting out of hurr. The chicks and the kids are waiting outside. We still go your back yo, you can do it".. So after Erza got this news nothing happened for like a few months, but he got them back together and said this, after he "rose up" that is, "Hey all you people that got foreign wives and added to the guilt of Isreal, you have been unfaithful!! Dawgs, you don't marry foreign girls! Now honor God by separating with your families and send em back where they came from!"... then the crowd responded to this with, "Your right homeboy Erza, Lets do this!" .... so thats the meaning behind rise up. They married wives from a different country, had a family, then divorced them sending them back to their motherland :|
Well after thinking about this story some more, I think the person who coined this phrase might have always known what they were doing....So lets now apply it to our football team shall we? Ok, this is how it when down.
Art Briles was chill'n outside Reliant Stadium while the basketball team was playing Duke in the Elite Eight basketball game weeping that he can not win more than four games of college football, reminiscing about how easy coaching high school football was, and praying that Robert Griffen's new ACL will hold out. Then, after Baylor's lost against the devils from Duke, 48,000 upset Baylor fans walked out of the stadium with the next football season on their minds and approached Briles weeping, and then representing the angry Baylor crowd, Ken Starr came out of the crowd and approached Briles laying on his face weeping. Ken said, "Art, I think Baylor nation has been upset at our performance in athletics in the past 20 years... and every other sport is starting to get better except... football. And if you didn't know, thats what you coach...So, I was thinking we do this. This next football season how about you put together about four plays and keep running them over and over again and lets hope they will win us some games, and then we might make a bowl game... Shoot we might even beat Texas!... lol, yeah right.. whose going to beat Texas this year.. anyway. Briles Rise Up gosh dangit and get those football players putting the right shoes on the right foot!! We support you, you can do it.... or send in your resume to Texas Tech..."... So we did end up reaching our goal of making a bowl game, and we sarcastically said we'd beat Texas at the beginning of the year and when we did that I guess there was nothing left for us to do... and then we lost out the rest of the season......
-Drew
Well after thinking about this story some more, I think the person who coined this phrase might have always known what they were doing....So lets now apply it to our football team shall we? Ok, this is how it when down.
Art Briles was chill'n outside Reliant Stadium while the basketball team was playing Duke in the Elite Eight basketball game weeping that he can not win more than four games of college football, reminiscing about how easy coaching high school football was, and praying that Robert Griffen's new ACL will hold out. Then, after Baylor's lost against the devils from Duke, 48,000 upset Baylor fans walked out of the stadium with the next football season on their minds and approached Briles weeping, and then representing the angry Baylor crowd, Ken Starr came out of the crowd and approached Briles laying on his face weeping. Ken said, "Art, I think Baylor nation has been upset at our performance in athletics in the past 20 years... and every other sport is starting to get better except... football. And if you didn't know, thats what you coach...So, I was thinking we do this. This next football season how about you put together about four plays and keep running them over and over again and lets hope they will win us some games, and then we might make a bowl game... Shoot we might even beat Texas!... lol, yeah right.. whose going to beat Texas this year.. anyway. Briles Rise Up gosh dangit and get those football players putting the right shoes on the right foot!! We support you, you can do it.... or send in your resume to Texas Tech..."... So we did end up reaching our goal of making a bowl game, and we sarcastically said we'd beat Texas at the beginning of the year and when we did that I guess there was nothing left for us to do... and then we lost out the rest of the season......
-Drew
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Finally!! No more aggie football statuses cluttering my news feed!!!
Football season is over!! And Baylor actually did better than texas this year!!!! What is going on? Idk but Texas has been pretty much winless against Baylor this year... it really is the "Year of the Bear."... lets hope its not only the year though... or the decade.... or the century... or the millennium..... Anyways, Yeah, now there wont be those annoying, "BTHO of whoever" statuses all over the place.. and those random aggies popping up commenting on my statuses... lol..... yes, football season is over, now time for sports Baylor runs shop in!! Get excited Bear nation!
Cause remember!
Cause remember!
We have Lace back!
David Crowder wrote a song about how awesome we are!
And we have Ken Starr!!
Have I made my point... I think so
-Drew
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
I no I kant spel. . . Just reed it and leve me alone about my speling!!
My whole life i havnt ben able to spel gud. Why?... becase i dont fel puting forth the efort is wroth it. Com on, its a blog.. not a research papper. I meen lok at wat your reading now... u kan read it right? so my point is geting across.. evn though most words r mispeled... Its my blog, I kan spel how evr i want!!
Here is my reasoning for not spelling good, or using the correct word sometimes. Because someday, im going to have someone working for me, that will correct what ever it is that im writing that has to be formal.. so, if my misspelled words on my blog and it bugs you, wana work for me? you can be my proof reader and grammer correcter. for a whopping salary of $0. Send me a message if your interested...
-drew
*note the new added caption below the header up top
Here is my reasoning for not spelling good, or using the correct word sometimes. Because someday, im going to have someone working for me, that will correct what ever it is that im writing that has to be formal.. so, if my misspelled words on my blog and it bugs you, wana work for me? you can be my proof reader and grammer correcter. for a whopping salary of $0. Send me a message if your interested...
-drew
*note the new added caption below the header up top
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Whoever decided the set length of a semester, got it wrong...
It should have ended, in September last week... Cause with Thanksgiving approaching, or already here for you high school punks! and other colleges who don't value education o.O, we students are already starting to "throw in the towel" on our classes...(not give up, just give up on doing anything.. till the night before finals (you know you do it)). Procrastination has set in, in just about everyone, and everything that has to get done is piling up high enough to be able to call it a mountain.. cheesy. So what do we do about this problem?....... Don't procrastinate? Pshhhh. are you kidding? What do you think I'm doing right now!!..... lol..... darn, I have a quiz tomorrow.... Anyways, no. Stopping procrastination is impossible and not going to happen. So, the only solution would be to make the semester shorter!! Shoot, finals right before Thanksgiving, then you can have more things to be thankful about!! Like being done with classes and school work! It will totally be worth it.. Whose with me! Lets "Rise Up" like Baylor football!... ok, maybe not like Baylor Football... But lets rise up and make our semesters shorter!! It will make Christmas + Thanksgiving break longer, and the summer will be longer for more summer school and internships....right?.... Everybody who is interested meet me out front of Pat Neff with your signs that say clever things at around 12 tomorrow, but we'll have to end around 2:15 cause I have class...See ya there!
Baylor-Semester-Shortening-Revolution-Leader
-drew
Baylor-Semester-Shortening-Revolution-Leader
-drew
Friday, November 19, 2010
Its that time of year again!!! (not Christmas...thats coming later..)
Yeah! Its time for the holiday of the Four F's!!! aka Thanksgiving.. Yes, my new nickname to thanksgiving besides the whole being thankful part is the Four F's. You might be asking.. "What does the Four F's stand for Drew?.. Well, they stand for Family, Food, Football, and the Fear of approaching Finals. (I guess it could really be the Five F's.. cause four and five still have an F and it would be Family Food Football Fear and Finals.. We'll stick with Four to keep it simple..). Yes, this next week will be full of awkward family reunions with family members that your might not remember their name but they grab your check and say, "Oh look how much you've grown," and your 19, the Dallas Cowboys getting their butts kicked (idk this one is up in the air.. after Wade Phillips got the boot... I wonder if this will get me more views because I said Wade Phillips... well then, Iraq, Afghanistan, Obama, Proposition 19, TSA...Britney Griner... views up 10%!!) loads upon loads of food (Why to people say, "I'm going to eat a ton!!! NOM NOM NOm...".... no your not, you just think your are... I say that every year to myself.. never happens) and finally, next week will be filled with the fear of those dreaded approaching finals......(sorry if I reminded you of them)... but yes, they are coming.. FAST! Holy crap, if your in college, we only have like 3 class days after the break and then boom! dead week.... ugh..... Well this is depressing... You high school kids enjoy your extra two days off...punks... On a brighter note, we get Lace back Monday!!!! (Not to jenks us or anything, but watch Monday he comes back and gets a season ending injury... o.O lol)
-Drew
-Drew
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