Halloween seemed more joyful when I was a child. By child, I mean 5-8 years old. I never really went all out and celebrated this day. In my teenage years I didn’t celebrate this day at all. Never did I have a dope costume, never did I do stupid shit like egg houses. I don’t know why I never cared.
One thing that always intrigued me though was pumpkin carving. I don’t know the history behind how pumpkin carving became part of halloween, but it seems fitting. Im too lazy too look it up on google. I only carved one pumpkin in my life, and this was 2 years ago. I haven’t cared to carve another since.
my cosby pumpkin, not too bad for my first pumpkin carved ever
my girlfriend paid tribute to those who live in pineapples under the sea
my little brothers representation of lion king
If there was a contest between the 3 pumpkins that year, I think I would of taken the gold. Come on, it’s Bill Cosby. Too bad these pumpkins wilted after 1 day. My Pumpkin looked like a 80 year old version of Bill Cosby the next day.
Things have been extremely busy this month. My days have been filled with the normal tasks at work, and nights and weekends are sometimes filled with finishing unfinished work at home. At home, I regularly have to handle the tedious tasks of living a life. It seems that each day I to pay at least one bill that is due. I should be grateful I can pay them with out much trouble, but you have to agree that its a bit depressing. Im paying these bills for a living situation I despise. I find myself also constantly cleaning this living space I despise. I need to move soon before I lose my mind. Im not being ungrateful. I know there are some individuals out there that live in cardboard boxes, but I still feel how I feel. On to things that are less depressing… I usually don’t watch anything on television but the news and poker after dark, since I only have channels that this $20 dollar anttenna can get me. Surprisingly a couple weeks ago, I caught a episode of this show called “Cold Case” and I’ve been hooked.
As my last post announced. The UPS man brought some heat last Friday. Still can’t believed I pulled the trigger and got this lens. The “L” series is everything people say it is. Now I have to figure out where, and what the fuck to shoot. I’ll test it’s potential when I get time later this week.
Thanks to Kevin T. from Culver City for buying my old 28-135 IS lens. Hope your wife likes it on her XTI Kevin. Thank you craigslist.com for giving me a place to sell my unwanted shit, so I can fuck up my priorities and buy more shit I don’t need, rather than saving up for a house. Actually I take back my thanks. Fuck You.
The next time I’ll be fucking up my priorities and getting something I don’t really need, will be when this phone is released.
If anyone out there thinks they make the best ramen, stop fooling yourself. That title goes to me, sorry. Don’t think this is anything like Top Ramen either. I’m on the next level. This used to be my dinner 4 days out of the week. I eventually realized that this high intake of sodium on a daily basis will eventually make me lose all my hair or make me extremely sick, so I had to cut down.
This pot only costs about $1.25 to make, and this is a big pot. Ramen = The cheapest meal ever.
The UPS man is delivering me something special today. I hope someone is home to sign for it. If not I’ll be making a voyage to the Baldwin Park UPS HQ for a impatient pickup, for the millionth time. UPS > SANTA
To hack or not to hack… The ability to record video on my 40d sounds pretty nice. I don’t know if I should try it. Fucking up my camera is something I don’t want to do, but being able to record videos on the camera without software and a cable would be dope.
You may only see a stack of papers. I see the accumulation of 5 years hard work from numerous people. I see the cliche blood sweat and tears. I see progress. This stack of papers will improve the U.S. economy by 0.001345 percent. This stack of papers will feed mouths, and buy babies diapers.
These are a different story. I only see a uncle Sam I never met, trying to make his pocket fatter.