At first glance this picture might remind of you a douchebag. You know the sort you always see at the club/bar/supermarket/gym…that guy who is ripped and he knows it. Well I want you to read the quotes…this particular man Zyzz, was that guy but INSPIRED people to get of their ASSES and do something. When I saw his tribute (google Zyzz legacy) video I thought “wtf who is this guy…but dope music”.
When I finished the video…I felt this urge to push myself in everything I do and live my life to the fullest. There is no point in life going around be a sad fool..who hates life/is afraid of it. In life you have to do what makes you happy (as long as it’s right and your not pissing of people just to piss them off). So instead of hiding under a rock, go grab life by the stupid pointy horns and do something with it.
P.S – After reading and learning about Zyzz, I began to eat right. Train with heart/passion/rage and lost 12 pounds in a month. I just gave you another reason to mire so keep Miring Brah.
It’s incredible how hard it is to break the cycle. I used to tell myself that i’d drop out of school to focus on work. 7 long years later I have a BA in English and transcripts with streams of A’s and B’s with no hint of a any “break” to be found. It’s a struggle. And it’s not just school. Lately I’ve been feeling like I’ve got to do more, accomplish more, push harder, but there’s no end in site. It’s like Wallstreet, except with spelling tests, macaroni art, and Comics…not twenty billion dollar hedge funds.
What the hell are we all working towards? And why the hell are we working so hard? My friend just quit what any of us would consider a dream job. He figured out how to pull the plug. How to disconnect from the cycle and find a way to do something that mattered to nobody else but himself. That’s a beautiful thing. I don’t think I’ve managed to do that. I don’t think I’ve figured out what I want to do, much less how to do it, but every day, like clockwork, I wake up and work like hell towards some imaginary goal. A goal that would suggest I have at the very least the slightest clue of where I’m headed. Hah. Wouldn’t that be something. I have absolutely no idea.
I know everyone’s looking at me like, “you help shape young minds, and write blog posts for a living, what the hell are you complaining about?” And I hear you. I sympathize. I’m not complaining. But all of that is a cycle too. Or at the very least peddling like hell on bike pointed in a direction I’m not sure about. It’s not a complaint, just an observation. Where the hell are we headed and why are we rushing to get there?
To put it simply, I can’t stop. The pedals won’t stop turning on this bike and I can’t hop off because I’m already moving too fast. It’s not a bad place to be. But I’m still not quite steering. I’m getting there. Figuring out the brakes. But I’m not in control yet.
Oh yeah, the SSB comic is coming out soon. Our artist is hard at work drawing up a storm. It’s absolutely going to be awesome.
As an enormous stroke to the ego of my writing ability, it seems that a few of you actually have been reading the entire post. I will admit that I was a little surprised due to the fact that I generally assume that my posts that contain mostly writing are not as universally accepted or appreciated as much as their picture documentation brethren. it is greatly appreciated. BUT, with all the praise I recieved, I also managed to step on a few toes. I will no longer post anything that could be considered vulgar or inappropriate…So with that i’d like to say that ~~~I’m sowee (*_^)
Here’s a sample of what i’ll be writing about for now on…
Lou Ferrigno is a funny man…don’t know who he is? Lou Ferrignois actor, fitness trainer/consultant, and retired professional bodybuilder. As a bodybuilder, Ferrigno won an IFBB Mr. America title and two consecutive IFBB Mr. Universe titles, and appeared in the bodybuilding documentary Pumping Iron. As an actor, he is best known for portraying the titular role in the CBS television series The Incredible Hulk. jeez do your homework.
Man oh man! If I could shake the hands of all you bastards I surely would. You’ve asked, questioned, demanded and if I could rack up seventeen pennies for each time I’ve been harassed about what the deal with me blogging again for Strawberry Scented Burnout, I wouldn’t be a rich man, but I’d probably have enough for a decent sized burrito…ANYWAY
If you’re like me, you probably wish they made pants that accommodate your bulky wallets, phones, keys, and everyday essentials without looking like early 2000 Gap brand cargo pants/capri shorts…Yeah carrying all that stuff in your pockets could get pretty anoying but guys that carry heat(guns) have a different problem. If you’re a gun owners that live in the states and worry about carrying your heaters in public. The Woolrich Elite Concealed Carry Chino offers the discreation you’re looking for.
These pants come in Black and Khaki and were were designed to look like a normal pair of chinos, but they offer an extra feature for your gun. The pants are constructed with a hidden chamber wich is accessible through an invisible zipper. It also has 2 spots for you to hold your knifes…just in case you carry those too, you psycho.
I’m saying this as a point of reference for me to come back and look at myself years in the future. I would move back to Japan at the drop of a snapback cap and never look back. It’s a mecca of cultural confrontation and near catastrophe. Not to mention the buildings and houses that line the streets. I’m not even going to try to explain it right now, just go watch Mr. Baseballor Lost in Translationthe next time you have nothing to do and you’ll follow what I’m saying completely.
check a young Negatron in the Nautica jacket and open book hair cut. good ol days
Howdy, hello, greetings, salutations and such. Reporting alive and well from the desk in the corner of my room at approximately 1′o clock in the afternoon and things appear to be all sorts of grand. Did you ever find yourself amidst one of these invincible moods where nothing can touch you? It doesn’t even have to come after some grand accomplishment. Some days I wake up, roll out of bed, click my computer back on and allow a glorious soundtrack of Ranma 1/2 to go tearing through my ear drums while the afternoon is still young.
With an 90′s anime soundtrack of sheer victory now encompassing my body I proceed to consume a corn muffin with the ruthlessness of a Hun warrior. Standing a not too shabby five foot eleven inches clad in nothing less than Evisu Jeans and an Target Brand v neck t-shirt I take the keyboard in one hand and the mouse in the other and proceed to weaving a masterful symphony of mouse clicks and keyboard taps within Photoshop to create new banners and images of grand proportions.
It goes so much farther than the design work though. It’s amazing to wake up inspired and be able to crack out hours of work before most are getting their day started, but that’s not the end of the deal. It’s that feeling that you can really do whatever you want. In literature they refer to it as the confidence of the youth. The invincible armor many of us seem to be able to throw on that consist of blind ambition and never ending drive. It’s a beautiful thing when that becomes an everyday occurrence and you feel empowered just by waking up. I started writing this post and had no idea what it was I was writing about but it’s pretty abundantly clear to me now by the end of the post.
I’m having an amazingly wonderful time living life right now and I’m only getting started. If you’re not doing something that gives you that same feeling then my only advice would be to stop at nothing to find an occupation where you are doing exactly what it is you want to be doing. And if it turns out what you thought was for you really wasn’t. Drop everything again and move on. It’s a beautiful thing to be able to skip around your room in dances of euphoria but I am able to do that because simply living is making me happy right now. All the things that should be considered “work” are a pleasure. Once you’ve gotten to that point my friends it doesn’t get any better. Let’s make it happen, the sky isn’t even the limit, it’s only the beginning for us. No offense to the big man from Brooklyn.
Sometimes, on certain days, the internet just doesn’t get to be a part of my life. Today was one of those days. I often feel like I’m betraying the family out there if I go a few days without a post but I hope you can understand that quite simply, some days it just doesn’t happen. The internet has become such a huge part of people’s lives these days it’s staggering to step back and notice. If someone isn’t at home, watching TV on their computer, Twittering and chatting on AIM, than they are out and about while Twittering from their phone and checking sites through their phone. It’s an inescapable thing that opens so many doors but really changes your day when you have to be connected at all hours. With that being said, I am taking another vacation from the internet today and throwing together this slightly lazy but still classic post featuring a few videos that have been on rotation on my iPhone and Laptop.