Time to dust off these cob webs, I suppose. I knew I'd be back sooner or later to the blogging scene, just can't keep away. But enough of that. Let's act like old high school acquaintances at a bar, and just pretend no time has passed, everything is A-OK, and we disregard any former interactions we may have had. And go.
I set out with one goal this summer, and that was simply put, to have the Best. Summer. Ever. For the most part, I think I did pretty alright. Not everything worked out the way I had hoped, but shit happens. Out of everything bad, there has to be something good, and I'll be damned if I can't find a little bit of good in a shitty situation. Everything that has transpired over the past few months has been eye-opening, and definitely cause for a little bit of self-evaluation. So without further adieu...
Shit I Learned this Summer: 1) Not Everything Goes As Planned: Even the best laid plans get all fucked up and blown to shit. My gut reaction to this is to freak the fuck out and lose it over the smallest deviation from what I had in my head. I've come to the painfully obvious realization that I need to chill, and just go with the flow. There are battles I can win, and battles I can lose, but not everything has to be so black and white. Sometimes, shit just happens, and such is life.
2) At the End of the Day, Your True Friends Still Have Your Back: I will the first to admit that I have done my fair share of bullshit to push people away, and I can take full responsibility for that. At the end of the day, though, there are just some people who help you fight through it, instead of letting go and walking away. Like I said, I definitely can be an asshole, but when the going get tough, the awesome stick around to make it better.
3) There is a Bright Side to Everything: Even on the worst of days, there is a way of looking at what when down in a positive light. It could be something little, or it could be something huge, but there is something positive in everything that happens. I refuse to believe that everything can just fall apart and keep getting worse. Sometimes shit sucks, but there's nowhere to go but up. I mean, one bright side to this is, if I ended up needed a job, I could always get a job as a replacement NFL Referee.
4) The Fall Has to be Awesome: Like, there's no way it could be worse, right? Real talk here, I think I'm looking at the BEST. FALL. EVER.
All of that said, I can't stand doing these serious blogs, and I'm definitely going to get back into writing these more. Legit though, I promise (kind of) that I'll write more. I wish I had something funny to leave you with, but I'm out of anecdotes at the moment. So enjoy this picture:
Holy shit it's been a while, hasn't it? I swear I didn't forget about you all out there. I seriously have about 20 half-finished blogs in my drafts folder, but as we've discussed, I'm a quality over quantity kind of guy. So if that means that you only get one amazing blog a year as opposed to 50 pieces of shit, then suck it and deal with it. So what the fuck is up, internet? Let's get this party started.
Let's rage.
I've been like super busy and shit with life. I'm in my last semester at Bridgewater State, I'm still interning with Calling All Crows, still living in the Castle Greyskull that is my apartment, and still party rocking with the best of them. But really, I know that no one comes here to read about my life, and I'm actually pretty sure that since I went on a 5 month hiatus, no one comes here period. So why don't we cut the crap and get down to the nitty gritty of why we're really here.
It's a brand new year, so happy 2012, by the way. With the new year, there comes a whole slew of new things, like buying that new calendar, writing "2011", or "2001", like I had originally typed, on every official document, and pretending to have a resolution for that first week in January. However, those things are all so small and unimportant compared to why I've decided to venture back to this disgusting hole of the internet. So, I'm not gonna beat around the bush anymore. Here you go. Take it, love it, cherish it.
Shit That Pisses Me Off: 2012 Edition
1) Anyone between the ages of 2-17: I don't even know where this came from, but I'm gonna assume it's all of my time spent at the mall over the past holiday season. I don't know where these kids come from, and I know I've complained about kids before, but like, seriously? Get out of my face. You're loud, obnoxious, and don't even look at me. I've officially become the grumpy old guy. Now, I'm not saying that I don't want a kid, well, not now, but eventually. I'm just saying once they're past that cute baby face, then I'm annoyed. And to the haters who will say, "Well, Chris, you were once one of those annoying kids." No, I wasn't. I'm borderline perfect.
I was a professional child.
2) People who act like the T is some sort of social gala: Look, I know I've touched on this one before, and I'll admit that sometimes I find this hilarious because I'm a wicked eavesdropper, but not everyone needs to hear your fucking conversation. Legit, I forgot my headphones one time on my commute and wanted to blow my brains out listening to people talk. I'm a pretty social person, but I don't need to hear about your misadventures, or what you're having for dinner...and Tebow help you if you eat that dinner on my train.
3)People who suck at their job: This one is fairly obvious, and a general feeling from anyone who has ever worked anywhere. But I feel that now, more than ever in my life, I cannot stand people who are terrible at their job. Especially people who get paid more than I do. If you don't know what you're doing, then you shouldn't be in a position to be telling other people how to do your job. Plain and simple. Fuck off and let me do my thing, you're an idiot.
I was going to keep going with this list, but I mean, been there done that. So instead, to take us out, as a treat to help cure my depression as I'm writing this, you get my sports takes. Here you go.
The Game That Must Not Be Named (II):
As any person with an internet connection or a TV knows, the Super Bowl happened last night. No need to dwell on the outcome, especially because if I do, I'm literally going to blow my brains out all over this library. There are, however, a few things that I feel need to be talked about, because I think we're all forgetting that the 13-3 Patriots are still the best team in the NFL hands down. Before I go on, let's just all remember this:
Yeah, there are three Lombardi Trophies on that ring. Three trophies that they won in the span of four years. The Pats' actions of late in the playoffs haven't been anything to cheer about, but let's look back at the regular seasons. 13-3 in 2011, 14-2 in 2010, 10-6 in 2009, and 11-5 in 2008 with Matt Fucking Cassel. When shit like last night happens, we all forget that they're still the powerhouse of the NFL, and each year they're getting better and destroying dreams. Did you see the Jets in the Playoffs? No. Was the Son of God Tebowing in the endzone? No. I think they nipped that in the bud.
As a huge Pats fan, I'm still on suicide watch from last night, but I can't be mad. The last time the Patriots played the Giants and Eli - who has hands-down the goofiest looking dumbass face that you just want to punch in - in the Super Bowl, the Pats lost. The Giants didn't win that game, the Patriots lost. They came in with their 18-0 swagger, already pre-gaming for the Tuesday parade. This year was different, the Giants won last night. No way around that. They made plays where the Patriots didn't.
I know Wes Welker should have caught that ball, and I know that Brady shouldn't have thrown that pick to Gronk, but Manningham shouldn't have made that catch, and the Giants defense shouldn't have held the Pats to 17 points. It was a solid team by a team that was better last night. Not for the season. Not for the decade. One night. One game. And I know that's all that really matters in the sports world, but I think that the big picture needs to be looked at.
I'm aware that this is the last thing anyone wants to talk about, but I can't let the Pats take all the heat for this. Here's to next season, and to another winning record. I'm pretty sure we can count on a parade for at least one of our sports teams this year. So let's not get greedy.
