Personal Heroes, continued!
#7 THIS GUY
Do I need to say more?
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
There Can Be Only One!
For those of you who know what the title is referencing, don't get excited, I haven't seen the movie. However, I have seen something far, far better.
Speaking of furry creatures acting out select scenes from obscure movies in less than a minute, let's talk about heroes!
No, not the TV show. Hayden Panettiere will have to wait for another day. I'm talking about my personal heroes. Yes, I could identify the usual suspects--God, my parents, terminal illness survivors, Gandhi, Mother Teresa, etc. But I'm going to be far more materialistic and shallow, because if I wasn't, this would be an extremely boring post. Lets face it--if famous heroes were goldfish, and your attention span was fish food, well, your goldfish would go up to that big glass (porcelain?) bowl in the sky and your iPhone would be submerged in a pile of little multi-colored flakes bigger than the city of Mexican Water, Arizona (yes, it's a real place).
So without further ado (even though there was no build-up whatsoever), here's a countdown of my top-10 personal heroes. This is somehow relevant to your life. I just know it.
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#10 BARATS AND BERETA
These guys are visionaries. Five years ago, they were roommates at Gonzaga University, one majoring in Film Production and the other in Theatre. They decide to make a few videos on their spare time, and now they're Internet sensations. It was basically a match made in heaven, except nobody in their right mind would mistake Gonzaga as any form of afterlife but purgatory (Just kidding, Julia! Sort of!)
I just have to add that when Bereta says "You're out of milk." at 1:06, his facial expression and voice inflection are absolutely priceless. I crack up every time I watch it.
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#9 THE 2007 BOISE STATE FOOTBALL TEAM
I know a lot of people aren't that into football, or sports in general, and they'll just roll their eyes and think to themselves, "Oh yeah, a bunch of sweaty men tackling each other for the amusement of others. Soooo heroic." Point noted. However, doesn't the Pope do the same thing EVERY DAY?!? Yeah, metaphorical smackdown. You chew on that one, buster.
Seriously though, I watched the 2007 Fiesta Bowl live when I was 15 and was utterly inspired. Oklahoma had barely missed playing for the national championship, and in fact their only loss that season had come at the hands of the #1 team. They had six different current NFL starters on their roster, and nine NFL players overall. Boise State had no business winning this game. But somehow, they did. Just watch.
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#8 THE PINK AND YELLOW POWER RANGERS
Thank you, Pink and Yellow Power Rangers. You provided sex appeal to a show that oh-so-desperately needed it. I mean, the entire cast is wearing bulky full-body leather suits 24/7 (and not the good kind of leather). To add insult to injury, they spend the last 5-6 minutes of every episode combining into a huge Transformer-like contraption to take on
a variety of mad scientists/devious villains/alien overlords who always seem to have a Growth-Ray handy (maybe they have a "sharesies" policy). No matter how many times I bitterly criticized you both for being the most useless and cowardly of all the Power Rangers when I was 7, I thank you for your ability to be strangely alluring and adding a pleasant but somewhat confusing aspect to my childhood.
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I'll continue the list of personal heroes in my next post. Until then, don't let the bed bugs bite! Or the sleep fondlers fondle. Especially the latter. Unless you're into that sort of thing.
~~Justin~~
Speaking of furry creatures acting out select scenes from obscure movies in less than a minute, let's talk about heroes!
No, not the TV show. Hayden Panettiere will have to wait for another day. I'm talking about my personal heroes. Yes, I could identify the usual suspects--God, my parents, terminal illness survivors, Gandhi, Mother Teresa, etc. But I'm going to be far more materialistic and shallow, because if I wasn't, this would be an extremely boring post. Lets face it--if famous heroes were goldfish, and your attention span was fish food, well, your goldfish would go up to that big glass (porcelain?) bowl in the sky and your iPhone would be submerged in a pile of little multi-colored flakes bigger than the city of Mexican Water, Arizona (yes, it's a real place).
So without further ado (even though there was no build-up whatsoever), here's a countdown of my top-10 personal heroes. This is somehow relevant to your life. I just know it.
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#10 BARATS AND BERETA
These guys are visionaries. Five years ago, they were roommates at Gonzaga University, one majoring in Film Production and the other in Theatre. They decide to make a few videos on their spare time, and now they're Internet sensations. It was basically a match made in heaven, except nobody in their right mind would mistake Gonzaga as any form of afterlife but purgatory (Just kidding, Julia! Sort of!)
I just have to add that when Bereta says "You're out of milk." at 1:06, his facial expression and voice inflection are absolutely priceless. I crack up every time I watch it.
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#9 THE 2007 BOISE STATE FOOTBALL TEAM
I know a lot of people aren't that into football, or sports in general, and they'll just roll their eyes and think to themselves, "Oh yeah, a bunch of sweaty men tackling each other for the amusement of others. Soooo heroic." Point noted. However, doesn't the Pope do the same thing EVERY DAY?!? Yeah, metaphorical smackdown. You chew on that one, buster.
Seriously though, I watched the 2007 Fiesta Bowl live when I was 15 and was utterly inspired. Oklahoma had barely missed playing for the national championship, and in fact their only loss that season had come at the hands of the #1 team. They had six different current NFL starters on their roster, and nine NFL players overall. Boise State had no business winning this game. But somehow, they did. Just watch.
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#8 THE PINK AND YELLOW POWER RANGERS
Thank you, Pink and Yellow Power Rangers. You provided sex appeal to a show that oh-so-desperately needed it. I mean, the entire cast is wearing bulky full-body leather suits 24/7 (and not the good kind of leather). To add insult to injury, they spend the last 5-6 minutes of every episode combining into a huge Transformer-like contraption to take on
a variety of mad scientists/devious villains/alien overlords who always seem to have a Growth-Ray handy (maybe they have a "sharesies" policy). No matter how many times I bitterly criticized you both for being the most useless and cowardly of all the Power Rangers when I was 7, I thank you for your ability to be strangely alluring and adding a pleasant but somewhat confusing aspect to my childhood.--------------------------------------------------------------
I'll continue the list of personal heroes in my next post. Until then, don't let the bed bugs bite! Or the sleep fondlers fondle. Especially the latter. Unless you're into that sort of thing.
~~Justin~~
Saturday, May 1, 2010
What Do You Want?
1. I want to be able to draw.
2. I want to be able to meditate.
3. I want to dream of beautiful things tonight.
4. I want to not care so much.
5. I want to go to state in tennis.
6. I want people I love to understand why I do the things I do.
7. I want to wake up.
8. I want to focus.
9. I want to do something every day that I am proud of.
10. I want to be who I know I can be.
2. I want to be able to meditate.
3. I want to dream of beautiful things tonight.
4. I want to not care so much.
5. I want to go to state in tennis.
6. I want people I love to understand why I do the things I do.
7. I want to wake up.
8. I want to focus.
9. I want to do something every day that I am proud of.
10. I want to be who I know I can be.
High Five! Down Low! Not That Low!
The title of this post in no way correlates with the content. Which is becoming a theme with my blog, I've noticed. Heck, I'm not even sure what it means. I just sort of sleepily wrote a title and there it was, euphemism and all. Hmmm. That probably says a lot about my default state of mind.
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You might have noticed I deleted the post from a few days ago, "In Earnest Defense of Gossip". Frankly, that's because I re-read it and realized it sucked and didn't make sense. If I get the time I'll edit it up and re-post it, but don't hold your breath.
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I shaved my head a few days ago. People were really surprised (coughHannahcough). I didn't think it was a big deal. When people ask me why I did it, they never seem to believe me when I tell them that I woke up one day and decided that hair was annoying and I didn't want it anymore, which is the truth. Apparently that's not a normal thing to do. Who knew?
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On that topic, every other day I'm taking a picture of my hair to track it's progress of how it's growing. I think it'd be cool to see the progression. But what this guy did was far more incredible--he actually took a picture of himself every day for SIX YEARS. Watch the video, then at the end click back to the start and see how different he is from when he began. Keep an eye out for the tiny details--how his clothing, face, hair, environment slowly changes as his life moves forward. I was flabbergasted and truly inspired. Check it out.
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Nothing frustrates me more than people who don't communicate with others when they have a problem with them. I can't even begin to comprehend doing that. What do you gain out of it? Why is it so hard to go up and have a conversation with someone to clear the air between you? I guess the answer is pretty obvious--it's hard to confront someone about a problem. Because half of you is scared you're going to be made a fool of, and half of you wants to be believe the problem is real so that your anger is justified. I get it. But that doesn't make it right.
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Some really great song lyrics:
Believe
I See You, You See Me
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Guys, did you ever notice how different things become depending on how many males you're hanging out with? Here's a handy chart.
SOLITUDE - Go play Halo, you friendless dweeb. (I'm just kidding! You probably spent all your money on Magic Cards and can't afford an XBox).
BICYCLE - This makes for a semi-awkward Man Date, unless video games or intoxicants are involved. Don't do drugs, kids.
THREE'S COMPANY - A huge departure from the twosome. It is now okay to go out in public without seeming like a happily gay couple. Catching a movie, getting ice cream...anything is possible when you have some tricycle action going on! Although video games take one for the team here. Three-way split screen? Awkward turtle.
FOUR SCORE - Another enormous leap. The triangle can be awkward. The square is perfect. 90 degree angles, man! Not only are video games a valid option now, but now you can do pretty much anything and make it work. Want to play a little two on two sports-action? It can happen. Just sit around and talk? Sure, why not? Want to hug it out? Everyone has a partner!
FIFTH DIMENSION - Once you get here, there's no turning back. The comfortability of the foursome is gone, replaced by the much more uncertain pentagon. It feels like a boring party that everyone left early from. Video games don't work, 2 on 3 sports can't either, and there's now too many opinions of what to do to make any decisions that everyone's happy with. Plus now you can't hug it out without someone getting their feelings hurt. Which is the most crucial flaw of all.
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Time to go study for AP tests. Have a great weekend, everyone! And if you get the chance, send some good mojo up to Linfield, where some very talented musicians who I love dearly are playing for state solo ensemble. Delicious sounds, guys!
- Justin
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You might have noticed I deleted the post from a few days ago, "In Earnest Defense of Gossip". Frankly, that's because I re-read it and realized it sucked and didn't make sense. If I get the time I'll edit it up and re-post it, but don't hold your breath.
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I shaved my head a few days ago. People were really surprised (coughHannahcough). I didn't think it was a big deal. When people ask me why I did it, they never seem to believe me when I tell them that I woke up one day and decided that hair was annoying and I didn't want it anymore, which is the truth. Apparently that's not a normal thing to do. Who knew?
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
On that topic, every other day I'm taking a picture of my hair to track it's progress of how it's growing. I think it'd be cool to see the progression. But what this guy did was far more incredible--he actually took a picture of himself every day for SIX YEARS. Watch the video, then at the end click back to the start and see how different he is from when he began. Keep an eye out for the tiny details--how his clothing, face, hair, environment slowly changes as his life moves forward. I was flabbergasted and truly inspired. Check it out.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Nothing frustrates me more than people who don't communicate with others when they have a problem with them. I can't even begin to comprehend doing that. What do you gain out of it? Why is it so hard to go up and have a conversation with someone to clear the air between you? I guess the answer is pretty obvious--it's hard to confront someone about a problem. Because half of you is scared you're going to be made a fool of, and half of you wants to be believe the problem is real so that your anger is justified. I get it. But that doesn't make it right.
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Some really great song lyrics:
I am hiding from some beast
But the beast was always here
Watching without eyes
Because the beast is just my fear
That I am just nothing
Now its just what I've become
What am I waiting for
Its already done
Believe - The Bravery
I never thought that you wanted for me to stayLinks to these songs
So I left you with the girls that came your way
But darling when I see you, I see me
I often thought that you'd be better off left alone
Why throw a circle round a man with broken bones
But darling when I see you, I see me
I See You, You See Me - The Magic Numbers
Believe
I See You, You See Me
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Guys, did you ever notice how different things become depending on how many males you're hanging out with? Here's a handy chart.
SOLITUDE - Go play Halo, you friendless dweeb. (I'm just kidding! You probably spent all your money on Magic Cards and can't afford an XBox).
BICYCLE - This makes for a semi-awkward Man Date, unless video games or intoxicants are involved. Don't do drugs, kids.
THREE'S COMPANY - A huge departure from the twosome. It is now okay to go out in public without seeming like a happily gay couple. Catching a movie, getting ice cream...anything is possible when you have some tricycle action going on! Although video games take one for the team here. Three-way split screen? Awkward turtle.
FOUR SCORE - Another enormous leap. The triangle can be awkward. The square is perfect. 90 degree angles, man! Not only are video games a valid option now, but now you can do pretty much anything and make it work. Want to play a little two on two sports-action? It can happen. Just sit around and talk? Sure, why not? Want to hug it out? Everyone has a partner!
FIFTH DIMENSION - Once you get here, there's no turning back. The comfortability of the foursome is gone, replaced by the much more uncertain pentagon. It feels like a boring party that everyone left early from. Video games don't work, 2 on 3 sports can't either, and there's now too many opinions of what to do to make any decisions that everyone's happy with. Plus now you can't hug it out without someone getting their feelings hurt. Which is the most crucial flaw of all.
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Time to go study for AP tests. Have a great weekend, everyone! And if you get the chance, send some good mojo up to Linfield, where some very talented musicians who I love dearly are playing for state solo ensemble. Delicious sounds, guys!
- Justin
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