Friday, July 31, 2009

Atlantic City

Just because I have this new found sense of my life out here doesn't mean I'm lucky. I learned that the hard way in Atlantic City today. Suffice it to say that I'll need a couple days of work to make up my losses.

Money well spent on a good time though. Lots of craps, beers, Hooters, and magic. If I were ever going to go to Atlantic City, I'm glad I went with the company I had: a juggler and a magician.

My magician roommate, Jason, got us tickets to the magic show Carnival of Wonders, staring the dynamic team of Kalin the master illusionist and Jinger his lovely assistant. Not only fantastic performers, but incredibly nice people who were more than happy to hang out with us young entertainers and share a tip or two.

A great first trip to Atlantic City, but will it be my last?

Thursday, July 30, 2009

A Shot in the Arm

I love those early morning moments: half conscious, half in a dream, hitting the snooze button too many times just to get a measly extra few minutes, debating whether or not getting up is a good idea. Love it.

Except when you roll over onto a hornet that made its way up your short sleeve shirt and ensures that you hop you ass out of bed. That little yellow and black butted bitch is now dead, but it certainly left its mark. Right where you get a shot. I haven't felt pain like that since I got vaccinated for Thailand and I received three shots in the same arm. I guess I forgot what a sting feels like.

The last time I had one I was a rather wee lad. I was playing freeze tag with my cousins. Unfortunately, I just so happen to get froze right under a hornets nest. Rules are rules and I ain't no cheater. So there I stood, getting stung.

But besides the childhood nostalgia brought back from this early morning wake up call, I feel it served another purpose, it gave me a bit of a jolt. The entire day was filled with new things, productivity, and I was happy.

The past few weeks have been... well trying. A "quarter-life crisis" as my roommate magician told me. I really just haven't been myself lately. Which is probably why I haven't been writing much here. When things are going well, I'm doing interesting things, and I'm happy, then I have no qualms about posting all those happy-go-lucky thoughts and moments. But when things are going not so well, then I share nothing. Because heaven forbid I let the world know about my crappy life moments.

Then it occured to me...who cares? I started this blog to write about my life. The shitty moments are just as much a part of my life as the trips to The Lourve and Tenerife. Those of you reading can then look this blog and take pride in knowing that you're happier than I. Or you may read my bitching and think, "this kid has nothing to complain about." Which, when we get down to brass tacks or whatever cliche term you wanna use, I truly can't.

Not to say that the past month has been an absolute hell. There have been some grand times as well. But over the month of August, I'm going to be catching up on both the good, the bad, and the ugly times of July. And I'll keep the younger audience in mind and try not to use so much foul language. This was just me venting.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

I'm Still Alive

No doubt you've all been wondering, "When is Shawn going to post again? I can't take it anymore!"

I'm sure it's been keeping you up at night, "Was it something I said? Why would Shawn do this to me?"

Well alas, I'm going to use a line that is just as valid now as it has been the other times I've used it:
"It's me, not you."

This is very applicable. Let's face it, I've been slacking on the blogging. But for good reasons which I'll elaborate on over the coming weeks. We have almost a whole month to catch up on! What fun!

And don't worry, I'll never leave you like that again...

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