Hey everyone! It's been a minute (slang for really long time) since i last did some bloggin so here I am! A ton of stuff has happened in my life in the last few months, I've grown. Well I've moved out of my house and to Columbia, big step for this guy. I'll start off with a few constants and then get right into the new stuff. I'm still the same person that you folks have come to know and love, still in love with an awesome gal (that's you Jennifer Miller), still have the best friends and family (especially Mom) that a guy could ask for, and of course still reppin the 5-7-3! That last one was sort of a tribute to Dr. DRE but i digress.
Moving out...
It's definitely been a mixed bag of emotions. I'll catch myself just sailing along through the day and realize that this is my life now. It isn't some weekend in Columbia hangin' with friends where I get to go back to the friendly confines of 712 Linden Dr., this is the beginning of an entirely new chapter. I've always wondered how I would handle living by myself or without Mom being around all of the time. To my surprise, aside from a few homesick feelings here and there, things are actually going fairly smooth. Now, the only thing I need to do is find a job. That, my friends, is proving to be my most difficult task. Not to worry, tomorrow morning, like every other morning, I will leap out of bed, shimmy into my chain mail and shiny armor, grab my shield and sword, hop on my trusty steed and yet again attempt to slay the dragon of unemployment. I just made looking for a job interesting right there. I could have simply said "crawl out of bed, eat a couple slices of peanut butter toast (great stuff), watch Sportscenter for an hour, and look on the computer for a job" but I didn't, I chose to make my journey entertaining and slightly cheesy. You're welcome.
In addition to job hunting, I've been playing a lot of ping-pong with the roommates. I'm not quite to the level of Forrest Gump but my forehand is slowly creeping up on people. If you all don't hear from me again it's probably because I spent excess time playing the pong, got noticed by a scout somehow and am making bank playing professionally in China or Korea. Those dudes put some hot sauce on the ball! There's a 99.48 percent chance that wont happen so I'm sure you'll be hearing more out of me. Lucky you! Living with four guys or just anybody other than family for the first time has also been a real eye-opener. It's great for me because I'm a people watcher. Folks see me as a quiet person but I'm really just a deep thinking, laid back individual. There's a saying that goes "it's better to sit quietly and be thought of as a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt" or something like that. Don't get me wrong, I love socializing with people and can carry on a conversation but I usually lean more toward being quiet. Anyways, in my quiet moments around the house I'm able to sit back, observe every one's behavior, break it down and ask the question: Why? That is perhaps the single greatest question known to the human race, in addition to: who? what? when? and how? of course. The freedom within those questions allows you to apply it anywhere and with technology today being so advanced we can find the answer to nearly anything we ask.
I began to question one particular behavior the other day while watching two of my roommates discuss fantasy football. While they were going back and forth, stating opinions on who would be the best quarterback, running back, receiver or which team would put up the best to offensive or defensive numbers I began making the situation much larger in my head. By this I mean I started thinking of the shows devoted to the analysis of every player, team, coach, agent, decision, player's wife, coaches brother-in-law, and virtually every aspect of the sports world. Sportsnation, ESPN First Take, Pardon the Interruption are a few of the top shows that stay on the tube for simply stating their opinions regarding sports. Why do these shows play such a large part of our sporting know-how? Do we really care about what Skip Bayless or Colin Cowherd has to say about the future of Lebron James in Miami? I mean these people are paid to sit around a table throwing out opinions that most sport-watching males have and discuss every day. I know this because I'll sit on the couch with my buddy and do the same damn thing they did on TV. In that case, maybe these shows exist to give guys a topic of discussion and fill an otherwise quiet room with so-called words of wisdom. Just like One Tree Hill or Desperate Housewives gives the ladies something to gossip about beside the water cooler, these sport shows give guys a reason to tear each other's opinions down. I do it, my buddies do it, wonderful male bonding time. Perhaps the funniest things that I've noticed are all the snide remarks everybody makes about the athletes. It's crazy how quick these "analysts" and fans are to just cut the players down. Yet, the people who talk the most trash are usually the jackasses sitting on the couch with a beer in one hand, remote in the other and a bag of Lays which has all but wasted away by the time their Saturday or Sunday is over. I may not like some athletes but I respect them. They go out every week and put themselves on the national stage to compete in a sport so many can only dream about. But without fail, the next day there's always going to be someone with something spiteful to say.
I could even take this entire idea a step further and apply it to everybody. No matter how hard you try, how well you perform, or how much you achieve, there will always be someone that wants to knock you down a notch. And God forbid you mess up. Then it seems like every cynical comment just torpedoes your way. Do I really read this much into it? Maybe for a few seconds and then I go on about my day. It is amazing though, how just a few seconds can turn into a five paragraph blog. For the most part, I'm just entertained by human nature. Until next time. God bless.
