On my playlist in remembrance of you ;)

tonight i sat to reunite myself with my favorite trashy tv happy hour, famously known as Jersey Shore. i enjoy watching these crazy kids indulgence in fun, friends, drinks, and sexual conquest. although most of the drama isn’t necessary its what makes it entertaining and you can’t make it in cable tv with out some sort of crazy bizarre attention getter’s like alcoholic rages, heartbreak, and random hookups. 

however, setting that all aside i see the real reality that can be so much harsher than what reality tv can represent. 

Tonight i related to Vinny’s homesick-en dilemma.  Its not all the time you see a successful, grown-ass, young guy such as he miss home. He couldn’t ask for a better life of partying, comrades, and a lack of responsibilities all together.

I have alot going for me right now and really couldn’t be happier how everything is turning out.  Got a great job, met some awesome people, have my own place, and for the first time in a long time i feel im living my life.  At the same time i always come back to how much i miss home.  in retrospect, it was the one place i wanted to get out of, small town America and living with the parentals.  it wasn’t what i had planned after graduating college and thought i needed to do something about it.

its not until i left that i realized i was surround around all the people that loved me and all the ones i loved.  Family, friends, and the liberty of freedom to do whatever and whenever.

it wouldn’t be so bad if i could visit home more often than i had planned to. im about to leave to California in a little more than a week for three months of training. its getting exhausting really fast and i just wanna be settled down already. this year will be another year of here and there and i guess i gotta get over it. i don’t wanna be back at home but im just don’t wanna miss out on anymore moments of being home.

Its time to go back home for a bit Vinny, do it while you still can buddy…

damn i got more than one subject to have a few words about so here goes to trying to spill everything all at once..

CALI, GOD, and NEW.

CALI

It looks like the inevitable is truly gonna be here in less than 13 days (creepy). Ive been assigned to TDY back to Travis to complete Phase III of my training. Usually I would be excited to get out of town but in this case im not. Cali, whats not to love, right? Paid vacay for a few months to this great state of trendy and liberal people. Its just not the same when you have no one to take along with you or know over there for that matter…still looking at the bright side of going over there but till then, dread.

GOD

although im thinking of you often because i see you in life all the time and you’ve been pretty busy over here, I have yet to take the time to thank you.  i still have a list of family and friends i would like to pray for but haven’t, however, that hasn’t stopped you from working your magic. (should i not refer to your work at ‘magic’?)

although my hermana has been having some very rocky ups and downs you have some how worked things out in her favor for some of the biggest things she’s been stressing about. i was grateful to be there for her during these times because usually im not so available but you made it happen.

for an old co-worker who got a taste of the unexpected one day that created alot of questions and unknowns for her future, you decided it may be a bit much and made it easier by taking this cross away.

those were the big ones but ill get around to praying soon okay but thanks for reading my mind.

NEW friend.

I just moved to SA only recently and having no friends in the area is part of the territory. Tonight, i met this great guy that helped me find a way to indulge in writing once again thus the new blog. He is kind, interesting, a nut (in a good way), knowledgeable, and young. (KINKY) what more do i have to say.

i just became a fan.

while in Cali I hope its in the stars to make it to LA and check this out.

materialkillers:

Art Exhibit: Eric Joyner “It’s A Jungle Out There” - Eric will return for his fourth solo exhibit @ Corey Helford Gallery in California.  The exhibit, which was inspired by his recent trip to Thailand, will have its opening reception on Jan 21st at 7pm and it will run until Feb 8th.

“It’s a Jungle Out There” will feature 18 pop-surrealism paintings of robots interacting with jungle animals such as elephants, monkeys and snakes. For example, in “All Wrapped Up,” a 48-by-36-inch oil painting, an anaconda coils around the body of a pink metallic robot, who holds a donut just out of reach.
 
Joyner realizes that the jungle is a strange locale for robots, but relishes in creating new environments for his electronic muses. “The best thing about creating these new worlds is that it takes me out of this one,” Joyner says. “I like discovering new places and things and this is one way for me to do it.”

In addition to new robots and animals, “It’s a Jungle Out There” will also include Ultraman, a character from the 1960s Japanese television series.

the first day back in the gym is always a pain in the ass (PITA).

why is it when you get to the treadmill you set down your phone, your keys, towel, etc.; fake a quick stretch, find your sweaty playlist, place your earphones, enter your demographics (age, weight, & height), possibly pick out a workout program (cardio, fat burner, training, whatever) and finally 3…2…1…the belt starts. 

now you think your ready to go, your feeling the beat to your current techno dance song, maybe even press the incline button to that .05% but uh oh you go 1% cause your just feeling that comfortable. shoot, your like okay i remember this, i got this, let me speed it up a bit.

now your hopping a bit to your jog, getting your rhythm, you see you killed some calories in the double digits now and speeding it up some more.  plus the peak of the song, the pounding of the beat starts getting to the climatic segment that makes the song!

you look to the left you see someone struggling with their run, you look to the right and you see someone gettin it in, working it, you think hell thats about to be me right there. your feeling hot, your feeling flush, your feeling that warm burn, that bit of huff and puff but strong….confident even.  you tell yourself you look good on this thing and your about to look even better when you get off of it.

you focus straight ahead, not looking at the numbers on the machine anymore cause its distracting. all you see is you and your reflection in the mirror, the seriousness in your eyes, the narrowing of your lips as your strategically control each breath, and then….and then….

you feel the urge to pee.

and you think its something your can ignore but then you remember you chugged that bottle water on the way here and this feeling aint going no where.

needless to say, i stopped the belt, picked up everything i think would be snatched if i left it unattended, and got straight to the men’s room while listening to the rest of my epic first song to my sweaty mix…

way to break my momentum.

#buzzkill

#notetoself

Download this song today.

Thanks to genes or dependent on technology I have a horrible memory. I usually remind myself with a screen shot or sending a text to myself.

So if you are a friend of mine don’t be offended if I forget your birth date, it has no reflection on how important you are to me, get over it, I just suck at that stuff. I don’t care if I have to remind you of mine, and if I do, that usually means your invited to the event; thus let’s you know how important it is to me for you to be there. [insert smiley face here]

in an attempt to start the new year with actually doing things rather than saying i will, or thinking i will, this blog is evidence of something new, something done, and something to stick too.

great, i feel empowered and excited but at the same time sleepy.

man that was exhausting. it only took me all night to think of a URL.

my first word is to thank you (you know who) for being a little more than expected. your word has helped to inspire my word and owe this first post to you.

#thankyou

-Jrod