YOLO SOLO

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:

Party on, party people.

Guess Who's Back...

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.

...But still, fuck the Giants.

Keep on keeping on, my lovers.

You Know What Bothers Me...

Oh hey guys. Sorry that I once again disappeared for well over a month. My B. I'm not even going to try and come up with an excuse for my extended absence. So, I mean, I guess all I can say that I was captured by Jigsaw, and forced to play a game for my life, which ultimately led me to being a better human being. Sorry bout it.

Wanna play a game?

Aside from my made up excuses, I have been so unbelievably busy this year with life and everything. I'm working 4-5 days a week at Club Express, interning in Brookline with Calling All Crows, going to school full time, and trying to fit anything else in there as well. So, yeah, I've been pretty busy. On that note of interning, I've been working on organizing and getting my life together for next weeks' 3rd Annual Northampton Halloween 5K. I cannot wait for this event, and it's been so amazing to see everything come together. This year, we've been raising money for Afghan women, and only $26 will provide a month of shelter for a woman overseas. If anyone reading this wants to help out -- and really, anything will help -- you can donate here: http://www.stayclassy.org/fundraise?fcid=120251

Aside from that, I feel like I owe you guys, my readers, the general internet public, an actual blog. I won't disappoint. I know it's been a while, but surely, I still have it in me. So, in my busy busy life, I've been spending my time split between the Independence Mall, Bridgewater State University, and the MBTA. So, I've been people watching like a motherfucker. So here are just some general notes that I've picked up from my travels and life.

• If you're going to the mall, don't dress like a hooker. Seriously, I don't even know why I have to write this. If you're going out to go shopping, and I'm not talking to like some fancy place, I'm talking the run down, piece of shit, Kingston Mall, there is no need to bust out your mini skirt and your best stilettos. You look like a hooker, and I'm judging you so hard.

•  If you're 13, get away from me. I'm not the best with children, but I admit the fact. I'm not patient, and I don't understand how to speak to them. All of this made my time at Build a Bear very interesting. However, now that I'm not forced to deal with young folk, get the fuck away from me. I don't know when the mall became the cool place to dump your little shits off on a Friday night, but stop it right now. And don't you even think to ask to bum a cigarette.

I swear, they get younger every year.

• Why are you talking to me? This one holds true mainly for the MBTA community that I have come to love so much. If I'm sitting there with my zebra sunglasses on and my iPod at an unhealthily loud decibel level, why do you feel the sudden urge to try and start a conversation with me? We don't know each other, our only commonality is the fact that we're using the same public transportation. I don't want to hear your jokes, or your interpretation of the problems existing in our society today. Shut the fuck up and get where you're going, I'll do the same.

• Are you seriously eating that right now? This is another MBTA pet peeve that happens all too often for me. I am one of the biggest fans of the McDinner, trust me, but there is a time and a place. The Red Line, for instance, is no place to eat your double quarter pounder and fries. Not only does the entire car now smell like McDinner, now I'm starving and I hate you.

This is what you look like, girl on the Red Line. And I hate you.

•  This is not fucking nap time. This one has bothered me recently. It seems every time that I trek to Bridgewater State University to work on some of my scholarly studies, I spend a fortnight looking for a place to set up my computer. "Why?", you ask, "Surely the school must have designated areas for computers!?". Yes, they do, however, 90% of the space is taken up by people either sitting on Facebook or taking a fucking nap. Grow up, get out, and let me get my shit done.

• This one is for my lovely lady, Melissa, who recently pointed this annoyance out to me...Why do you have a purse and a backpack? Like, what classes do you have that you needed to pack fucking luggage to get you through the day. You look ridiculous and there is no need for your excessive belongings. Bridgewater should start charging for extra bags like most airlines, which will effectively weed out your obnoxiousness from my life.

This is what you look like, and I want to call you ridiculous. 

 

That's all I got for today, and I'm not even going to promise to get back into the game more often, because I don't know if I'll have the time. I'll try for you all. I'll post pictures and an update from my 5K Weekend with Calling All Crows, that I can promise. Like I said, if anyone  was interested in donating, I would greatly appreicate it. (http://www.stayclassy.org/fundraise?fcid=120251). You guys are all awesome, keep doing what you're doing, and I'll keep doing what I'm doing.

 

Peace and Love.

 

 

Fall Fashion Tips

Hello internet, it's been a little bit, but not that long. I promise, the wait is worth it. This blog has been building up inside of me like a giant dump after you eat McDonalds, a McShit if you will. I can't really go on without taking like two seconds to note that today is the 10th Anniversary of the September 11th attacks, and my thoughts go out to anyone affected by those. It's nuts to think that it happened 10 years ago, and that definitely makes me feel old. So rock on America, we're stronger for it, and we'll never forget.

Moving on from that, my life has been going pretty spectacularly awesome lately. I just started my second and final Senior year at Bridgewater State University. Hopefully I'll finish that up real quick and move on to the big scary real world. I've started interning at Calling All Crows in Brookline, doing everything that I want to do with my life. I'm so happy to have such an incredible opportunity to help people and answer the call for human rights. I'm also starting to really like my job at Express, and I feel that I'm fitting in there well, and having fun doing it.

So that's all good. But there's one thing with the start of the school year that has been on my mind hardcore recently, and I have to get it out there for you all to read and take in, and hopefully follow. One of my favorite activities on campus is to people watch. I love it. I sit there, and I will make up a back story about anyone who walks by me. However, and, this extends to working at the mall, there are some very interesting fashion choices out there that I have to bring to everyone's attention. So here you go.

Chris Daly's Fall Fashion Do's and Don'ts

DON'T wear a jersey on a non-game day. With football season really starting in full force today, I feel like this is very prominent in our world right now. As cool as your new Danny Woodhead jersey, wearing it on a Wednesday just makes you look like a douchebag. Like what other options did you run out of in your closet that made you decide that that was your best choice? Jerseys are acceptable on game days and at sporting events. That's pretty much it. And don't even get me started about wearing out of season jerseys (ie, a basketball jersey in September) 

Bitch would be wearing a Jordan jersey. Like seriously? Don't let yourself look like this.

 

DO actually get dressed and put some fucking thought into your day. Like, I don't understand how hard it is to actually put on a shirt and a pair of jeans or actual pants to go about your day. Sweatpants are for lounging around the house, not walking around campus. Double goes for PJ's. Like, put some effort into your appearance. What you wear to school or in public should be drastically different than what you wear around your house by yourself.

DON'T wear sleeveless shirts if you're a guy. Seriously? You're not at the gym, you're not sleeping. A wife-beater has never constituted a shirt, and it never will. Also, it's fucking September, how hot can it really be that you can't handle your shirt having sleeves on it. To top it off, you're probably wearing jeans, which is just an incredible juxtaposition of fashion going on all over your fucked up body.

Hey there, you're gonna fucking hate everything that comes out of my mouth.

 

DO dress appropriately for the current weather. As much as this bothers me, I feel like it's your own fault and should bother you a million times more. But this isn't your blog, so I get to bitch at you. For those of you who didn't go outside at all this week, it rained for literally the entire week. Your fucking daisy duke denim short shorts and rain boots are were not an acceptable outfit to brave the weather. Like, good for you, you put rain boots on, now where the fuck are your pants? You look retarded.

DON'T, and you all knew this was coming...fuck around with leggings. There's so much to say here, and I've already said a lot of it in a previous blog. Now, I may have come off a little harsh last February when I was bitching about this odd fashion trend, but I don't hate leggings. I hate how you ladies destroy the concept of leggings. Leggings can look great with like a long shirt or a tunic, or like a shirt dress, or something like that. But like, the leggings and a fucking t-shirt thing is retarded. They're not pants, they never will be. Like there's not need for you to rock your new leggings with that sequin Express tank top. You look retarded. Also, why the fuck do you wear Uggs with leggings? Like how confused is your body? Your feet think it's winter, your legs have no idea what the fuck is going on, and the rest of your body is fine. Ugh.

I just want someone to accept me even though I'm mentally retarded.

 

So that's about it for my Fall Fashion Tips, I'm sure I could scrounge up some more, but I'm done for now. I hope you all enjoy and pass it along. And have an awesome week or whatever, and I'll try and get back on here sometime soonski.

Peace and love, bitches.

 

Wherever You Go, There You Are

Alright, I'm officially a douchebag to you guys. It's been almost a month since I wrote/bitched at you last, and that's just like unacceptable. I have like 3 almost full blogs saved in my drafts from this month, and none of them have really been good enough for you all, so I guess you'll just have accept quality over quantity for August, since this is going to be the only August blog. ENGAGE.

So, a lot has gone on since I last wrote you all...obviously. I had told you last month that Bass has closed, and I was jobless. That lasted like two weeks until I was sick of beating every XBox game that I had and doing nothing, so I went out and actually applied myself...to a bunch of places (yeah, that was a play on words), and now I'm working at Express. Selling clothes. Again.  I can't say I love every second of it, and it's not Bass, but it's certainly a job, and I'm making the best of it. And plus, I get to dress super fly every day, and we all know how much I love to look super fly.

This has been such a weird Summer for me. I've had so many ups and downs, and I've met a bunch of interesting people along the way, and developed some pretty cool relationships, some that have fizzled out to nothing, and some that I know are gonna last for a while. All in all, it's been interesting. I've been trying to figure out how to do me, not like in a masturbating way, but in a way that I'm trying to figure out the type of person I need to be to make myself happy.

So I've been working on that a lot, and I've learned a lot of things along the way. I know I always leave my big life changes so vauge to you guys, so I'll list out some of the key points that I've learned over the summer right here.

Don't Put All Your Eggs In One Basket: Seriously, I mean, what happens if you drop that basket? Then you have no eggs at all. It's best to spread out your eggs in multiple places, just in case something happens to them. I mean, I take my eggs pretty seriously.

Just a dumb idea. Not even practical.

But seriously, I've had a lot going on this Summer, and I've definitely learned that it's best to not get heart set on one option, while ignoring others, because you never know what could happen.

Sometimes Letting Go Is The Best Option: I've learned a lot this Summer about letting go. I let go of my 3-year relationship with no real options other than it wasn't working. However, letting go was one of the best things I've done for myself, and it's made me realize that sometimes you just have to let go. And shit sucks, trust me, it's not easy, and it's not fun. But like, in the long run, it's made me a better person, and happier.

You'll Never Get Anywhere if You Don't Act On Your Feelings: Feelings are an interesting concept. We don't really control them, sometimes they make us hate life, and they come and go like the weather. However, we've all been in the position where we have feelings for someone, and we're too much of a puss to do anything about it. Well, that's dumb and I'm so guilty of it. I'm getting there in terms of self expression, and being able to be comfortable enough with people to let my feelings out, and that's a big step. So, if you're in the same boat out there, stick with it, you'll get it.

Accept Change: Change happens. It's such an integral part of life, and if you're like me, you spend half your life avoiding it and running away from it. I've lived in the same apartment for two years now and moved my room around zero times. I'm not a creature who just accepts change. However, change can be an amazing thing. I'm finally looking to accept changes in my life, and embrace them. It's a huge step in the grand scheme of things, but it's making me so much happier. I'm ready. Maybe someday I'll move my room around.

So that's a few of the bigger points that I've taken in over the course of this Summer. If anyone reading this is in the same boat on any of these, I hope I at least gave you a little help, or let you know that you're not the only one out there that thinks that way. School is right around the corner, and I'm hoping to take these lessons with me, and grow with them.

I'll try and get more regular with this again, and hopefully it won't be a month before you hear from me again. I hope you all enjoyed your Summer, and here's a little bit of Chad Stokes to take us out. Peace and love bitches.

Letters to No One

Hey there internet. It's been a little while since my last romp on here, so I'm due for a pretty big one, which shouldn't be too hard, since I have a lot on my mind right now. First and foremost, as I've done before, I want to thank anyone who actually reads this. It may seem like a small act, but it means fucking worlds to me when someone comes up to me and says "Hey, I read your blog, keep it up".  So thanks anyone out there who actually takes the time to get a small insight into my little life.

Things have been pretty weird around here lately. Bass is no more than a pile of rubble at this point, which means my employment is the same. I'm taking a little bit of time right now to find myself or something like that. Or just some time to play XBox and chill. I do miss Bass, and I really miss the people that I've grown up with over the past 6 years, they've all become such a second family to me, and I can't wait to rekindle that relationship if and when Bass comes back next Spring. So for anyone out there who knows me from being a Basshole or working at the Outlet Mall, I miss you, and I hope you're doing well, whatever you're doing.

Other than that, my life has been physically uneventful, but emotionally draining. A whole lot of shit has gone down recently that's made me do some serious thinking and reevaluating of my life/the people that I keep around me. I'm still trying to be me, and get my life exactly where I want it to be, and that's not an easy task as I've found out in the months and weeks of late. However, I know I do a lot of complaining, and for every bad thing in my life, there are some great things that I appreciate so much. And I mean, it could be worse.

So today, I thought that I would write some letters, not directed towards specific people--well, kinda, but not really. So, let's just get right down into it. Without further adieu, I give you...

My Letters to No One

Dear A Girl,

Hey there. It's been quite a while since we've had an actual conversation, and that's probably for the best the way things are. However, as much as we've written each other out of the others life, you still find a way to insert yourself into my life and fuck my shit up. Like, I wish I could look back on the times that we shared and say "You know, that was fun, and I learned some good shit", but I really can't.

I'm over it though. Well, most of it. I wish you would get the fuck out of my life and my business. Like for one, get your own fucking friends. I see no need that you constantly steal my friends and turn them against me. Especially when you steal my friends in a clear effort to fuck me over. This infuriates me, but hey, I guess that's life, and I just have to move on and say "Fuck it."

So that's what I'm gonna do. Have a great life doing whatever you're doing, and for the love of god, stay out of mine.

Regards,

Chris.

Dear A Friend,

Hey you. How are things? Thurts gurd. We've never been the type to do the whole small talk thing, so let's get down to business. I wish you would make up your mind about the status of our friendship/what you're doing. I love hanging out, don't get me wrong. I just wish you wouldn't constantly find new and exciting ways to fuck me over.

I don't want to lose you as a friend, but I can see it happening, rapidly. Make up your mind, and let's fix this mess that has become our friendship.

With Concern,

Chris.

Dear Someone Else,

Why hello there! How are things? You know, we've been spending a lot of time together recently, and I'm loving it. I think you're really awesome and fun. You have definitely become such a cool part of my life, and that's really great. I don't want to ruin what we have going on here, because that would totally suck.

I think you're totally rad, and I definitely have some pretty cool feelings for you, and I just want to thank you for being there for me lately and being you. I hope that we can start something awesome with us. But you know, if that doesn't work out, I love having you as a friend. So thanks, you.

With Affection,

Chris.

So that's certainly a little different than my usual blog posting, but I had to get all that out. I feel better having gotten some of that off my chest. So with that, I'm outta here. I hope everyone has an awesome Friday, and a great weekend. I'll leave you with a song, so peace out ladies and gents.

The Justice Beaver

Well I have just been not a very good blogger of late, and for that, I kinda apologize. I don't have a decent excuse except that I've been really busy. I tried to write a blog last week, but I was really pissed off about a lot of things, so I decided to chill out for a bit and let life play out. And you know, that actually worked out pretty alright. I hope you all are enjoying your Summer as it slowly dwindles down to nothing, mine has been interesting to say the least. I suppose I really can't put off talking about it anymore, so here we go. (But first, listen to this SR song that Pandora just threw at me, fucking awesome)

So, I really don't want to get into specifics 'cause that's not my thing to call out anyone here on the internet, but I had some pretty solid plans  for the 3rd and 4th of July, and was actually really excited about them. Well, I was excited up until I got fucking blown off, and left to fend for myself for the weekend. In true Chris Daly fashion, I overreacted like a champ. I can admit this now, but at the time, I didn't really see much wrong with it. However, I did overreact. But, regardless, I was fucked over hardcore, and this isn't the first time that something like that, or this exact scenario, has happened to me.

But you know what, life goes on. And there's no use focusing on what has happened or what will happen, because you're gonna miss what's happening. And there are some pretty fucking awesome things happening in my life. Like fucking unicorn glitter explosion awesome. So, I'm actually pretty happy right now, and I'm living in the moment, enjoying every second of it, and finally being me. Before I continue, I want everyone to be aware how much Ke$ha looks like John Travolta.

It's fucking uncanny.

 I just thought everyone should know that. Through all of this, I've really learned some lessons that have helped me seriously grow into someone that I actually can stand being. I spent forever beating a dead horse, which was no good. And once that got boring, I kept doing the same thing over and over again, even though I knew it was useless. ha. But I tried to make a relationship work when clearly, it was no good for me, because I thought I could make it work, or make her happy. But it just wasn't going to work, and it took me too long to realize that sometimes you just have to take a chance and break free, even if you have no net to fall on. And I really couldn't be happier. Things certainly are different, and I have no idea what's next, but right now I'm just working on me and working on the present. And that's my advice to anyone out there.

And that's that. Moving on to something totally unrelated,  the end of an era has come upon me, and I'm actually pretty sad about it. I found out today that my beloved/hated store, Bass, has about a week left to live. Which could potentially mean that I have about a week left of a job. Now, this wasn't really a surprise, as we all new the end was coming, but it's certainly a shock to have a date and know that we're out next Sunday.  I was walking around the store today, and I have to admit, as much as I bitch about it, and hate it, I will miss a lot of things about that place. I grew up there. Sadly enough, I started working there when I was 16. I'm 22 now. That's such a major time in a teenage-adult transformation, and I spent half my time in that store.

So yeah, I'm pretty sad to see it go, but again, it's happening, and there's really nothing I can do about but just let it happen and see what new shit this brings into my life. I'm hopeful. That's pretty much all I have in me for tonight, maybe I'll be more regular. I'm installing internet at my apartment tomorrow, so that should definitely help with my frequency...pun kind of intended. Oh, speaking of my apartment, look at this little snippet of fabulous redecorating we've been doing. It's the manliest of man now.

Yeah that's right. I'll decorate your home or office too.

Until next time everyone, you stay fucking classy, and enjoy some John Butler Trio.