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Im the Paintball God
Nov 13th
I went paintballin a few weekends ago with my 12 year old cousin and his buddy. Man oh man, I had a blast. I could have done without the inflated cost of paint at the course (I should have been better prepared but it was a spur of the moment thing) but nonetheless it was awesome.
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The place we went (Dodge City Paintball in Peidmont I think) was nice. Friendly staff. Explained everything. It had about 5 arenas. Speedball, woodball, a graveyard, and a World War II setup
I kicked ass. I made it almost the entire day without ever taking a round. I say almost because in the final round I took one directly in the neck. Let me tell ya, it friggin hurt. I mean almost wet myself hurt. I wad actually pretty pissed because the guy that shot me was a regular there with a gun that was full auto and cost over $1200.00. No way should he have been mixed in with kids and adults who had never played before.
I will definitely be going again. The pic is of me rocking my facemask.
Guitar Hero is not for Old People.
Dec 27th
So I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas! I went home this year (the first time in a long time I was able to hang out for Christmas with the fam). My nephew got Guitar Hero III for his Playstation 3. I had heard and seen this game but never played it.
Not gonna lie. I am bad. If it was on easy mode, I could do it.. lets say.. easily. Push it up to medium and add that 4th button and my mind and fingers didn’t move that fast.
My other nephew Mike, (Who didn’t own the PS3) was able to play the Metallica song “One” on expert right out of the gate. The speed that those little button-thingies flew across the screen and his ability to keep up amazed me a little. I had no problem pressing the buttons but having to strum the bridge and press them at the same time was what kicked my ass.
He told me to check YouTube when I got home as there were some crazy videos of folks playing it.. He was right. Check this nutty shit out.
Boredom and a Scanner, BAD Combo!
Nov 14th
Editor Note: This is a happy post! My hate has gone missing. If you have seen it please call the Oklahoma Highway Patrol.
Well.. I couldn’t think of anything to write about today so I decided to try to arrange some the crap I have laying around the new house (I say new, I have lived here since June!).
So I am digging through the treasure trove of boxes from Mom’s garage and I found a gold mine! My 5th and 6th grade yearbooks! Reading back over want people wrote was hilarious but the moment was fleeting. One can only read so many “TTL! BFF!” and “Stay Cool this Summer!” or “You are cute and sweet!”
I did find a picture that brought back some memories! My first love! My first Kiss! My first pair of… um… roller skates for couple-skate! I don’t know what happened to her, but if you know, please let me know! You will always hold special place in your heart for your first love! You can tell that I REALLY loved her from the heart drawn around her picture. Back then that meant practically married (I hope I don’t have to pay back alimony)! We “went steady” for about 2 years off and on and her yearbook signing stated “I love you, come hang out this summer and going swimming sometime (anytime!)”. Ahhh.. young love. ::::tear::::
As I dug further through the boxes I found another picture from my youth. I did a stint as a Electronics Liquidator. I would bid on equipment from companies upgrading or going under and then sell off the parts for more money. My buddy Frank and I stumbledupon a once in a lifetime deal where we had already had buyers for the stuff before making a bid on it and we were going to make a $28,900 profit. So what does a 21 year old do with the $14,000? Buys a boat of course! It was a well worth it. Not gonna lie. This is a pic of me (in the Adidas hat), my unbelievably drunk friend, and um.. er.. um.. Damn it. I can’t remember her name. I was drunk a lot that summer. I can describe the tattoo she had in a NSFW spot though so that makes it OK!
No.. this is not the Partridge Family. It is mine! I am that sexy 3 foot beast of manliness on the left. And no, my oldest brother was NOT in Warrant. We look so happy there. It is amazing we are all still alive. My sister next to me and my brother on the far right are actually my step-siblings. I don’t see them that way but they are. My mother married my step dad when I was 3 so they are all I have ever known. Looking at this picture makes me think about something my mother said to my late stepfather once. They made a deal when they got married that they would each discipline their own children. He was very strict and my mom is very laid back. After we had all grown up they were sitting on the back porch talking. She calmly looked at him and said, “You know, You raised your kids strict, and me laid back but you know what?” “What’s that,” he replied. “They are all equally fucked up.” Love you too mom!
Well there you have it. My day of treasure hunting. And the thing is I never did get the crap put up. Oh well, there is always tomorrow.