I went to Spain!

That certainly warrants an exclamation point. Yeah!

Yes, it’s true, I went to Spain over Thanksgiving break, thanks to my wonderful friends and family, particularly my aunt who really really helped me with booking everything and arranging my travels. Yay for loved ones!

You can see pictures here. It’s a link to Facebook, but you don’t have to have a Facebook to see them.

Spain is mad cool. My girlfriend is mad good at Spain-ing. I’ll get around to more posts about my experiences there.

A tendency of mine.

I tend to have a ridiculously hard time writing papers. This is not because I don’t know what to write. On the contrary, I typically have a lot to write about!

My problem is figuring out how to write it. I am very particular. I try to set up the best, most logical way to say things and this tends to be quite difficult for me. Like I said, I’m quite particular. I’ll write one paragraph and rewrite it twice before I move on.

The most difficult part for me is trying to keep the entire organization of a paper in my head. So my head is busy with organizing and I start losing track of things. Yikes.

Once I get the majority of it down though, I cruise. I just need to maintain that thread.

I’m sure you were very interested in that.

Mmmm.

So I’ve started to seriously use Delicious. In fact, it’s my homepage. I bookmark pretty much every interesting link so I can come back it later, and it has saved me a lot of time and aggravation in dealing my with browser’s bookmark system. Another added benefit is the fact that I can access it anywhere I go, which is great. I can group my bookmarks, so if I’m procrastinating I can organize something else besides my music (I love to organize things).

I’ve created an “Interesting” category that automatically shows up here, on the left. So anything that I think is worth sharing, I’ll put there!

This was a lame post.

My cat.

I actually have two, but one of them is my sister’s. Technically they are the family cats, but whatever.

So my cat’s name is Mush. She is a largish cat, characterized by her apparent flabbiness. She used to be pretty fat, but has lost a healthy amount of weight.

Mush does really weird shit. I think she might even be a little bit touched in the head, or blind and deaf. Sometimes, she gets startled by nothing. I swear, nothing. She’ll get real interested in the corner of a room, or a spot on the floor, or maybe even an object, like a book, then stare at it real hard and get startled.

Mush has no claws in the front either. (We found her like that, didn’t do it.) So you can play with her paws and nothing happens. She does this thing when you’re in the kitchen: if you’re standing still, she’ll reach up and paw the back of your leg, because she wants food. She always wants food. It’s debilitating, this pawing-of-the-back-of-your-leg. It tickles like no tomorrow.

She (yes, Mush is a she.) also likes paper bags. She paws those too.

My dog sometimes bothers her, and she folds her ears back and defends herself by boxing the dog, rapidly pawing her (the dog’s) head. It makes a ridiculous sound *poppop poppop* and I’ve never seen a fatcat move that fast.

Finally, Mush does insane things. If you didn’t think the above was crazy, check this out: she sometimes fails to fully clean her rear after she uses the catbox, so instead of dealing with it in a cleanly way, she wipes her butt on the garage floor (which is disgusting). This one time, I walked into the garage and startled her in the middle of this process. One would think that she would either just stop wiping and run away, or not be startled and continue her ridiculousness. Well, being Mush, she tried to do both. She increased her drag-assiing on the floor to a furious pace, and to see a ridiculous, fat fuzzy cat doing that almost made me wet myself from how hard I was laughing.

The final example is her penchant to get into weird situations. In one of the rooms in our house, there is a short little shelf with the printer on top, and some papers and stuff on the bottom. She likes to sit in the bottom shelf, and she’s way too big and fat to do so. A second example of this is the ultimate purpose of this post, an event that is commonly referred to as “Livin’ the dream.” (Just typing that up has sent me into gales of laughter.) You can thank Tyler for that designation, for he witnessed this as well.

One day, Mushy decided to park herself in a laundry basket full of folded laundry and pee.

Tyler, my mom, and I were commenting on this situation. Somewhere along the way, Tyler referred to it as “Livin’ the dream.”

Thanks for that, Mush cat.

Dalmation 101.

This post is not about dogs. Don’t tell anyone.

So I’m going to Spain to visit my wayward girlfriend. First time leaving the country, so I had to apply for a passport. Needless to say, all that aggravation that so many people seem to get from this process, I completely avoided.

That was the “Introduction” for the real story. The guy at the Post Office takes my paperwork and my license. He sees that I am not from Fairfield. In fact, I am from a completely other part of the state. So he goes, “Wow, I hope you didn’t drive all the way from there just to apply for a passport.”

“You bet I did! I drove all the way down here just to see you.”

That’s probably the first recorded time in history that I’ve been able to pull off a witty quote without mixing up my words, sounding like I don’t speak English, or making up something completely retarded and nonsensical.

I made up for that bit of awesomeness this week though.

One of the major reasons for distress this week was a 7-8 page Honors paper that I was having major trouble with. Needless to say, it’s getting down to the wire, but I finish it. I think it’s a good paper.

Now, I tend to write my papers single-spaced, then double-space afterwards. It’s just something I do. Apparently, something I don’t do is arithmetic, because somehow 2.75 pages x 2 somehow meant to me that I had 7.5 pages. Needless to say, I was pissed to find out that wasn’t true in the slightest.

Such is life.

Wow.

This is post 100. I’d love to make it something special, but this week sucks with work. Maybe I’ll make #101 awesome.

Also, my blog has breached 4k hits. Sweet.

Also also, my post on how to block websites in OS X… I think that method has been broken by the latest version. So I may delete it. I’m getting tired of all the traffic anyway (that post has been a real hit-generator).

Adventures.

Since about my birthday, I’ve been working on learning how to skateboard. It’s a challenging task. I can get around pretty well now, but that definitely doesn’t mean I have full control of myself, it just means I’m better at not making a fool of myself. I’ve got my helmet that I wear most of the time, especially when I’m doing tricks and stuff, and my elbow and wrist guards that I also wear when I’m doing new stuff. It’s cool, I like it.

One thing I didn’t get, however, was proper shoes. So one day I was strenuously practicing my ollie (jumping in the air with the board) and I ended up wearing a hole in my basically new shoes. Nice job, Andrew. Then I wore a hole in my sock. Then I wore a hole in my foot. That’s when I realized the damage I had done, when I felt this odd burning sensation every time I tried to ollie. Here’s the evidence:

Just ignore the toe jam, thanks.

Changes, changes.

Out with the old! I’ve gotten tired of the old scheme and its one menu bar crap. Also, I wanted delicious! So now available on the left menu bar is a whole host of fun links that will continue to grow and grow, because it’s mad easy now.

So feedback, if possible. Thanks.

Ah, children.

I love children. Their minds are so wonderfully free, so unencumbered by such things as “making sense.” Often times, their cute ideas turn out to be radically hilarious, simply because of some humor line that children are simply oblivious to, or that they haven’t the sense that a cat with a 6 foot body and 3 inch legs just looks absolutely funny as the dickens.

Keeping this in mind, every year, my friends and I tour the art barn of the local fair. For children’s art entrepreneurs such as ourselves, this is our Miss America pageant. This year, the turnout was less than promising than in previous years. However, we did have a couple top quality pieces, including this year’s featured winner “Marker Box.” Here it is, in all its splendor and glory:

Though many top finishers are considered highly for their ridiculous proportions or insane content, this one topped the list for its sheer witty inanity and simplicity of form. Notice the eyebrows of the young man who is just larger than a box of markers and whose arms reach to his knees. Also, his proper usage of the apostrophe in “it’s” in direct contrast with the horrendously improper usage in “ca’nt.” My fingers struggle to even type such an abomination.

Keeping in line with the works of children, I would now like to point you all towards my pal Mike’s blog, A Conscious Endeavor (also accessible on the right-hand menu bar of this blog), for another priceless presentation. (His is much, much funnier.)

Back to school.

It’s that time of year again! Huzzah!

I meant to finish this post a month ago!

It’s also that time of the four-years… election time! Pay attention folks!

Anyway, the new point of this post is to explain why I haven’t been posting. Life as we know it has been spectacular, and quite distracting. I had grand intentions towards the end of the summer, but my mind was quite distracted by my heart (<3), then school started and it was all downhill from there. I fully intend to spend more effort writing some quality works, if they could ever be called that.

Classes have been quite engaging. Stimulation of my thinking muscle always makes me happier.

So yeah, expect some more frequent postings, I apologize for the delay. Hopefully at least once a week. Life events, issues, ideas, you know the deal.