I was going to begin my homework and reading assignments that need to be done, but instead i decided to learn to play 'the wild hunt' by the tallest man on earth (ttmoe). It sounded pretty simple, so i thought it wouldn't sidetrack me too much. I was wrong. It was in CFCFCF tuning, which i am completely unfamiliar with. the chords were simple, but everything felt so odd as it strayed from everything i've taught myself over the last few years. After an hour or so of practicing I got the chords and little runs he does down and memorized half of the lyrics (i have been listening to it non-stop for a week or so). I'm proud of being able to learn TTMOE songs, simply because his guitar playing is superior to a lot of musicians out there and it's only been about 2.5 years since i taught myself how to play.
After i strayed from homework, i lifted, biked, and showered before i went to my girlfriend's house. We try not to have too many routines, but monday we always watch intervention and heavy. Heavy is a newer show that focuses on morbidly obese individuals that want to make a lifestyle change. Since I turned 21 i've gained too much weight for my taste. shows like Heavy and MTV's I Used to be Fat has really motivated me to stop my steps backwards. The last three-ish weeks i've worked out practically everyday. lifting three times a week and running and biking 5-7 times a week. i've also been making healthier food choices and my love of food and cooking has played a helpful roll in that. I like getting fresh ingredients and making something that i personally like and that is good for me.
wish me luck.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Melt Bar and Grilled
I woke up today and saw the tattoo on my left thigh; a grilled cheese and crossbones. I've caught a lot of grief about putting that on my body, but I don't regret it at all. Why? you ask.. because I get 25% off every meal i eat at Melt until I DIE and that is well worth getting a tattoo of a grilled cheese. Melt is a locally owned restaurant in Cleveland, there are two there and zero everywhere else. They have sandwiches like:
"The Parmageddon" which has cheese and potato and cheese pierogies, topped with grilled onion and napa vodka kraut.
"Westside Monte Cristo"- honey ham, turkey, two kinds of cheese, beer battered and deep fried, dusted with powdered sugar and served with a mixed berry preserve.
"The Big Popper"- Herb cream cheese, sharp cheddar, fresh jalapeno, deep fried and served as one giant jalapeno popper
They have wayyyy more sandwiches than that and if you're ever in the Cleveland area don't miss going there and don't miss getting there early. If you get there too late you may have time to try every one of there beers while you're waiting. Which brings me to the point THEY HAVE A TON OF BEER. Pages of beer.. no miller light, bud light, light yellow wimp shit. Full flavor, greatly brewed beer and a lot of them are on tap.
Each month Melt has a special sandwich and I've been there in three separate months and each month's sandwich sounded great, unfortunately i never tried one. I plan on going this month and getting "The Dude Abides" one, because i love the Big Lebowski and two, because the sandwich sounds amazing (and really fattening)
It's lucky i don't live in cleveland, because i'm trying to get my 21 year old weight off. five months of being twenty one, going out drinking, and then eating shitty food at 4 a.m took it's toll on me. i'm currently lifting monday, weds, and friday, running on tuesday, thursday, and saturday, and riding the bike and doing the p90x ab ripper video on sunday. In the past couple of weeks i've lost 6 pounds. It's been tough, but i feel a lot better eating healthier (besides Melt) and exercising. Which I'm about to go do right now. Farewell.. I hope somebody finds all this someday. and maybe enjoys it.
"The Parmageddon" which has cheese and potato and cheese pierogies, topped with grilled onion and napa vodka kraut.
"Westside Monte Cristo"- honey ham, turkey, two kinds of cheese, beer battered and deep fried, dusted with powdered sugar and served with a mixed berry preserve.
"The Big Popper"- Herb cream cheese, sharp cheddar, fresh jalapeno, deep fried and served as one giant jalapeno popper
They have wayyyy more sandwiches than that and if you're ever in the Cleveland area don't miss going there and don't miss getting there early. If you get there too late you may have time to try every one of there beers while you're waiting. Which brings me to the point THEY HAVE A TON OF BEER. Pages of beer.. no miller light, bud light, light yellow wimp shit. Full flavor, greatly brewed beer and a lot of them are on tap.
Each month Melt has a special sandwich and I've been there in three separate months and each month's sandwich sounded great, unfortunately i never tried one. I plan on going this month and getting "The Dude Abides" one, because i love the Big Lebowski and two, because the sandwich sounds amazing (and really fattening)
It's lucky i don't live in cleveland, because i'm trying to get my 21 year old weight off. five months of being twenty one, going out drinking, and then eating shitty food at 4 a.m took it's toll on me. i'm currently lifting monday, weds, and friday, running on tuesday, thursday, and saturday, and riding the bike and doing the p90x ab ripper video on sunday. In the past couple of weeks i've lost 6 pounds. It's been tough, but i feel a lot better eating healthier (besides Melt) and exercising. Which I'm about to go do right now. Farewell.. I hope somebody finds all this someday. and maybe enjoys it.
Bright Eyes
Every Bright Eyes album I've listened to always ends up, in some way, amazing me. "The People's Key" is no different. At first listen I instantly knew that there was a lot to love and take in, so I gave the cd multiple repeats before I came up with a conclusion. That conclusion is.. it is nothing short of incredible. In some way, Conor Oberst, Mike Mogis, and Nate Walcot show that they are an untouchable mix of musicians. Everything they are a part of ends up to be pure genius. When I heard Oberst was starting a project, which ended up to be The Mystic Valley Band, I was honestly a little upset. Then when I heard the album and didn't recognize the familiar shaky voice and raw quality I was even more upset. I continued listening and started to fall in love with songs like "Cape Canaveral", "I don't wanna die", "Lenders in the Temple", and "Souled Out", which inevitably led me to love every song on the first record. I abused listening to it. Shortly after they released "Outer South" and this took four songs to fall in love. I learned about new musicians, mainly Taylor Hollingsworth, who had two of my favorite songs on the album, being the obscure love song titled "Air Mattress" and the folk noted "Snake Hill". Every new voice and new song on that record created the album that will be the first album that i hope my children will like. I hope the songs on that CD never get lost. I saw them live a couple summers ago, needless to say it was an awe striking concert. They just jammed. It was unreal, if someone was on a roll they just went with it. Oberst puts everything into his live performances. Hollingsworth outrageous guitar skill blew me away. and everyone else doing their thing just overwhelmed me with a feeling I'd never experienced with any concert.
Anyways, this train of thought was all brought on by some great news I found out tonight...
BRIGHT EYES 2011 TOUR IN NEW YORK AT RADIO CITY MUSIC HALL! MARCH 8TH! HELL YES I'M DRIVING 6 HOURS TO SEE THEM!
Anyways, this train of thought was all brought on by some great news I found out tonight...
BRIGHT EYES 2011 TOUR IN NEW YORK AT RADIO CITY MUSIC HALL! MARCH 8TH! HELL YES I'M DRIVING 6 HOURS TO SEE THEM!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Hello, I'm Dave and I like to party.
This isn't the first blog I've created. It just so happens that I never posted on my other one and now I don't know what name or password I used when I signed up. Case in point: I can't use that one. This site seems much better anyways.
Anyways, today I was faced with a problem.. Lay around all day or go and fall on the icy Youngstown State University sidewalks. I of course chose to stay home. I accomplished a lot. I learned "Where do my bluebird fly?" by Tallest Man on Earth on guitar. Besides that I watched the movie "RED" while my girlfriend slept on the couch. Not only did she sleep, she drooled all over my shoulder, which was covered by a brand new sweater. Now I'm rocking a striped sweater that looks like it took a load on the arm.
Before my girlfriend went to work we got Antones and relaxed a bit.
After she left I picked up Assholes Finish First by Tucker Max and was once again impressed. His writing is nothing special, but the stories are nothing short of hilarious. I re-read a story today that he wrote about doing a clown crawl, i won't go into detail about his story, but it reminded me of a bar crawl that i did...
The Zombie Crawl
It's a new tradition of Youngstown and it is insanely fun. A couple hundred people show up at a cemetery downtown and get all zombie'd up. Blood squirts. dead looking makeup. tear some clothes. get a limp and forget how to speak English. only grunts and yells allowed. I went down with a few of my friends. Myself and two kids, Josh and Brian split a case of Arnold Palmer Hard's (we drank them because they were new and were completely aware that they are kind of gay) and for some reason josh had a $25 jug of paint thinner wine. Which we put in gatorade bottles and chugged while we were getting bloodied up. The crowd of hundred lined up and prepared itself for a mile long walk to the bars. On the way drunk zombies were yelling at kids and parents, trying to climb walls, and even attempting to stop oncoming traffic. They didn't pay attention to the list of rules we got, because number 7 was " Remember you are NOT actually dead so do NOT get in the way of moving vehicles." lucky for them the vehicle stopped moving. Throughout the night nothing that notable happened besides a ton of drinks, more drinks than usual. One noteworthy drink was a mixture of Dutch Caramel Vodka and White House Farm's Apple Cider, easily the drink of the night. I wasted $30 dollars on those alone. We end the night at a bar called precinct who's bar crawl special was a "zombie bomb" aka 151, cherry liquor, pineapple juice. We hadn't suspected 151 and all did a couple zombie bombs at last call. After the crawl came to an end our friend Josh, who likes to eat, decided we needed taco bell. Myself, Rocky, and Jake were in my car, following Katz's car who was also holding Ray and Josh. In the taco bell drive-thru a black cobalt (i agree gayest car for a male) cut off Katz's audi. Ray, who just had gotten back from the navy, was not having this. He got out of the car and yelled "You better back the fuck up." the kids replied with some smart comments, apparently underestimating the rage of drunk zombies, caused Ray to walk up and kick the passenger door of the car. Josh got out, who was dressed as a dead Cleveland Browns coach, and the driver of the cobalt yelled, "Browns suck." That is the worst thing you can say to Josh. He instantly flipped the switch from hungry and irritated to disgusted at the people inside the cobalt. Josh yells and swears in a way that nobody could make sense of. In the midst of the yelling a black girl comes up and yells at the top of her lungs, "First off go Browns, second off I WANT ME SOME FUCKIN TACOS IGHT?". It was then that i looked back and noticed about 8-10 cars wrapping around behind us. The two kids got out of the cobalt and said, "Listen you three, just quit your shit and let's get food because we don't want to hurt you." That was when I heard rocky speak up in the back of my car, he said, "three of us?" proceeded to climb out of the passenger window and let the two kids know that we had a second car of zombie power. The cobalt bitches would not quit their rant. Ray realized there was one thing to do, which was go and punch one of them. The passenger and driver jumped in the car before ray got to them. He hit the car and they hurried up and drove straight through the drive thru. Katz's car get food. My car ordered and when we pulled up to the cashier i said, "that was some crazy shit." and she replied, with what was the win of the night, " yeah it was but those two skinny dudes in the cobalt woulda got they asses handed to em by the other guys. they was way bigger." oh sweet success.
Anyways, today I was faced with a problem.. Lay around all day or go and fall on the icy Youngstown State University sidewalks. I of course chose to stay home. I accomplished a lot. I learned "Where do my bluebird fly?" by Tallest Man on Earth on guitar. Besides that I watched the movie "RED" while my girlfriend slept on the couch. Not only did she sleep, she drooled all over my shoulder, which was covered by a brand new sweater. Now I'm rocking a striped sweater that looks like it took a load on the arm.
Before my girlfriend went to work we got Antones and relaxed a bit.
After she left I picked up Assholes Finish First by Tucker Max and was once again impressed. His writing is nothing special, but the stories are nothing short of hilarious. I re-read a story today that he wrote about doing a clown crawl, i won't go into detail about his story, but it reminded me of a bar crawl that i did...
The Zombie Crawl
It's a new tradition of Youngstown and it is insanely fun. A couple hundred people show up at a cemetery downtown and get all zombie'd up. Blood squirts. dead looking makeup. tear some clothes. get a limp and forget how to speak English. only grunts and yells allowed. I went down with a few of my friends. Myself and two kids, Josh and Brian split a case of Arnold Palmer Hard's (we drank them because they were new and were completely aware that they are kind of gay) and for some reason josh had a $25 jug of paint thinner wine. Which we put in gatorade bottles and chugged while we were getting bloodied up. The crowd of hundred lined up and prepared itself for a mile long walk to the bars. On the way drunk zombies were yelling at kids and parents, trying to climb walls, and even attempting to stop oncoming traffic. They didn't pay attention to the list of rules we got, because number 7 was " Remember you are NOT actually dead so do NOT get in the way of moving vehicles." lucky for them the vehicle stopped moving. Throughout the night nothing that notable happened besides a ton of drinks, more drinks than usual. One noteworthy drink was a mixture of Dutch Caramel Vodka and White House Farm's Apple Cider, easily the drink of the night. I wasted $30 dollars on those alone. We end the night at a bar called precinct who's bar crawl special was a "zombie bomb" aka 151, cherry liquor, pineapple juice. We hadn't suspected 151 and all did a couple zombie bombs at last call. After the crawl came to an end our friend Josh, who likes to eat, decided we needed taco bell. Myself, Rocky, and Jake were in my car, following Katz's car who was also holding Ray and Josh. In the taco bell drive-thru a black cobalt (i agree gayest car for a male) cut off Katz's audi. Ray, who just had gotten back from the navy, was not having this. He got out of the car and yelled "You better back the fuck up." the kids replied with some smart comments, apparently underestimating the rage of drunk zombies, caused Ray to walk up and kick the passenger door of the car. Josh got out, who was dressed as a dead Cleveland Browns coach, and the driver of the cobalt yelled, "Browns suck." That is the worst thing you can say to Josh. He instantly flipped the switch from hungry and irritated to disgusted at the people inside the cobalt. Josh yells and swears in a way that nobody could make sense of. In the midst of the yelling a black girl comes up and yells at the top of her lungs, "First off go Browns, second off I WANT ME SOME FUCKIN TACOS IGHT?". It was then that i looked back and noticed about 8-10 cars wrapping around behind us. The two kids got out of the cobalt and said, "Listen you three, just quit your shit and let's get food because we don't want to hurt you." That was when I heard rocky speak up in the back of my car, he said, "three of us?" proceeded to climb out of the passenger window and let the two kids know that we had a second car of zombie power. The cobalt bitches would not quit their rant. Ray realized there was one thing to do, which was go and punch one of them. The passenger and driver jumped in the car before ray got to them. He hit the car and they hurried up and drove straight through the drive thru. Katz's car get food. My car ordered and when we pulled up to the cashier i said, "that was some crazy shit." and she replied, with what was the win of the night, " yeah it was but those two skinny dudes in the cobalt woulda got they asses handed to em by the other guys. they was way bigger." oh sweet success.
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