cleaning out the attic

14 06 2008

i haven’t cleaned my room (the attic) in about a year. i’ve occasionally picked up a few pieces of trash, but never actually cleaned it. so i have started on a journey to get my room clean before i go visit my friend in oklahoma on/around july 6th. occasionally i will try to put up a photo between now and then. if i can do it, it will be a great accomplishment. and i might find some things i thought i had lost.





ben robbins

10 06 2008

so my buddy ben robbins, takes some pretty good photos. and he just happens to have been in New Zealand for the past year or so, which gives him all kinds of amazing opportunities to shoot in so many different climates and environments solely contained on two islands.
and i must admit, a certain one of a glacier gives me the chills.

p.s.
he made me do this. in my last posts comments, he threatened to kill me and my dog. i had to do it. i value my life.
(there ya go, ben)





cursed lawn equipment

7 06 2008

i have come to the realization that the lot on which we reside does not like the grass to be mowed.
here’s the long story:
a week or so ago, i was mowing the lawn on the riding mower. i noticed that it was cutting weird. i thought the blade wasn’t tightened on enough or that the wheels might be low on air. i didn’t worry, though, because my mom had been nagging me for quite some time to mow the lawn.
then it hit me. literally.

yes. a sai. if you don’t know what that is, it is what raphael is wielding up there.

so, back to the story, it flies up and hits me in the head and i stop mowing. i am pissed to say the least, go chew out my brother, then drive the mower back into the garage. we checked it out and the blade is all bent up and way dull. now we have to buy new blades.
a day or two letter the grandparents come over to help. all the equipment they brought plus our weedeater work intermittently the whole day. so we give up again.
yesterday my mom took the pushmower to the shop. today we got it back. i had all but a couple of passes finished on the lawn and it stops. and now it won’t start. lame!
hopefully it will start tomorrow so i can finish the job.

in short:
lawn equipment will break if used on our lawn. our lawn is cursed. or something like that.

i am exhausted. this lawn stuff is crazy.





Twitter Spam

24 05 2008

occasionally i check my followers, just to do some nice bit of clean up. today, i found i was inundated with spam followers.
my favorite:
dogs-licking-selves
to block or not to block?
it’s up to you.

-drew.martin





seriously?

25 03 2008

makin friends

seriously, facebook? you can’t even get your own essential built-in “apps” to run?
my sarcastic comment to that:
“i make friends quite easily, and i’m not helping them. maybe i should. i’m not that great at ironing, though.”

-drew





name that tune: spring break boredom

25 03 2008

i discovered many people doing the “name that tune by the first line of the song” thing on facebook, and decided to change it up a little bit by adding a points system. here is what i posted:

“i’m usually not one to do things like these, but boredom got the best of me. i am going to change up the rules a bit, though, to make it more fun.

Step 1: Put your music player on random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 30 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song.
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 4: Strike out the songs when someone guesses correctly (No lyric hunting! That is cheating!)
[following added by drew]
1b. you get a point for every song name, artist name, and album name.
2b. i will do this multiple times (3-5), and the person with the most points afterwards will have the joy of this game passed on to them.
3b. i will keep a separate post with tallied points, just so you know if you need to brush up on your music. and of course, to see who is in the lead.

well, here we go:

1. well it would’ve been, could’ve been worse than you would ever know

2. cheap sunglasses, snakeskin boots, clip-on tie, and he’s ready to scoot

3. i don’t wanna be your friend, i just wanna be your lover

4. in a little while, surely you’ll be mine, in a little while i’ll be there

5. all around me are familiar faces

6. he just finished eating dinner, stepped outside the cave to smoke a cigarette he made from rolled up photo paper

7. i’m tired of being here on this hill, no one lives to be 300 years

8. look at the stars, look how they shine for you

9. mary, carry your babe, bound up tight like lips around a whimper

10. yo, pretty ladies around the world, got a weird thing to show you so tell all the boys and girls

11. alright stop, collaborate and listen

12. in the town where i was born lived a man who sailed to sea

13. all our times have come here but now they’re gone

14. as i walk through the valley where i harvest my grain, i take a look at my wife and realize she’s very plain

15. super mario here to save the day, he comes to the hood in his 8 bit way

16. storming through the party like my name was el niño

17. she said you’d given, your folks said that you should be left alone, on a mountain top knocking the aeroplanes down with stones

18. yes, the rhythm, the rebel, without a pause i’m lowering my level

19. which pets address is the finest in paris

20. when you get the time, sit down and write me a letter

21. all i ever needed was to eat popcorn with you

22. so, lets go deadbolt your shed door, cram your paper money snug, closer than before

23. it’s been seven hours and 15 days, since you took your love away

24. he left a card, a bar of soap, and a scrubbing brush next to a note that said, “use these down to your bones.”

25. to all the ladies in the place with style and grace

26. yesterday i was sitting, recalling, reminiscing

27. remember the weight of the world, it’s a sound that we used to buy

28. i was down at the new amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl

29. when the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone

30. strain, living with a name, they get the best of me, but i’m no walk away

good luck

-drew.martin”

if you would like to join in on the fun, add my facebook. if you are on my blog site and not rss, the link should also be to the right.

-drew





Church Crap

12 03 2008

earlier this morning i read on carlos whittaker’s blog about yet another tragedy in the church. it sickens me every time i hear or read of something of this nature happening. i HATE my dad for doing it and have similar feelings for anyone that does the same. but, if you can turn the situation around i will have so much respect for you for actually trying.
if anyone from revolution church in long beach reads this, i’d like you to know that it’s early enough where you can work through this. it may be too late for my family, but you still have time. we both need to be reminded that, though it may feel like it, God will not leave completely leave us in the dust. i have learned and am still learning from this craphole of a situation(to put it nicely). i must insist again that for you and many others there is still hope. stay strong. don’t doubt God. i’ve started that and it has just made me worse off.

here is the comment i left on carlos’ blog:
“there are no words to explain how i feel about this happening to yet another family. a similar thing has happened to my dad in the past few years. rumors at the church, yada yada yada, led to him resigning. we moved towns and he took a a vp of relations position at a local counseling company. it was the first time he had been out of the ministry since before i was born (at least 15 years, no more than 25) and the world hit him hard. almost 2 years ago, now, he left us. now the divorce is almost final, and i believe that he might have another woman. i know how INTENSELY hard it is for the family to go through this when there are seemingly no reasons why he (or she) should leave. as i read this post and wrote this comment, tears stream down my face. this experience has left me high and dry. i have so many doubts now that i never would have had. i hope its for the better and that its making me stronger. right now i’m searching for answers and i’m not finding them. because of this experience, i’m not in prayer right now, but i do hope the best for them. this is something i wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.

for now, i just feel relieved that i was able to write that without a single cuss in it. haha

-drew”

lessons are learned everyday, but it sucks when they have to be learned from hurting and heartbreak.

-drew.martin





Rarity

4 03 2008

snow

yes. there is snow in hot springs, arkansas. and yes, school is still open. bahumbug.

i understand that i never updated you on my medical condition. more on that later.





Day 3: The Procedure

17 01 2008

i didn’t sleep much last night. nothing has entered my body since about 10 last night. i yearn to eat solid food. my stomach hurts, is making strange noises, and it’s empty.

i’m miserable.

the day is today. pray for me.





Day 2

16 01 2008

10 glasses of Miralax or until my stool is clear(yes, clear), one every 30 minutes starting at noon. the sheet says if i drink blue kool-aid, it will come out looking like blue kool-aid. that’s definitely not normal. 

12:30 p.m.- ate drank lunch: beef broth with soy sauce, popsicles
1:00-and the cycle starts again. first dose
5:20-there’s nothing natural about this call of nature
6:25-LAST DOSE! now i just have to suffer the consequences. i ate some green jello. we’ll see how it turns out
9:02-Bill Cosby would be proud

Twitter updates:
7:28 a.m.-Day 2. why can’t they just diagnose by symptoms?
10:54-eager to eat solids
11:54-i’m hungry. let’s see what’s on the menu: broth, drinks, popsicles, and nothing solid or red.
1:00 p.m.-my lunch: beef broth with soy sauce desert: any non-red hard candy. 1st dose: Ginger Ale.
1:33-orange banana popsicles taste like baby aspirin. 2nd dose: still nothin’
2:09-3rd dose: when will it start working?
3:15-5th dose: halfway through
3:26-it’s starting to work.
4:28-i missed a dose, so now my schedule is all off. this is going to last longer than i thought
5:05-8th dose: if it was yesterday, i’d be done by now
6:25-LAST DOSE: now i just have to suffer the consequences
8:06-the sounds coming from within my body scare me

tomorrow awaits. i’ll give you an update as soon as i get home.