Saturday, October 23, 2010

Did you know that 23 is my favorite number? Well, now you are aware, and seeing as it is the 23rd I have decided what better date than today to delve a little deeper into my psyche and the exciting plans I have for my future. Just to forewarn you, after reading this post you will be jealous of my movie star-esque lifestyle and wish desperately to lead a life one-eighth as interesting as mine. (Well, in all actuality, you might be vaguely entertained and have dedicated a few solid minutes to procrastinating on whatever you have going on in your meager existence)

Anywho, "I'm shaking the dust of this crummy little town off my feet and I'm gonna see the world," as George Bailey in It's A Wonderful Life so emphatically phrased my exact feelings. Don't worry, I won't require a near death experience to make me realize that the town I'm leaving isn't that crummy. But the second half rings true. I am going to see the world.

On a larger scale, I dream of traversing the globe until I croak at the ripe age of 98. While I still have my original hips, I aim to sight-see all over Europe as I backpack there one summer in the near future. Also, I want to set foot on every continent at least for a little bit. My parents definitely passed down to me their love for travel and adventure.

As far as a permanent residence, I am pretty much open to living anywhere in America or any English speaking countries. I hope to have someone to share it with, but I am content in my current single state. Looks like I have spent a majority of this blog discussing travel options and not one bit of it delving into my ever so interesting psyche. So to make up for lost time here is a list (23 items on it of course) of things you, the random reader, should know about me:

1. I LOVE three things: Dr. Pepper, Los Angeles Lakers, and Duke Blue Devils
2. House of Heroes is one of my favorite bands
3. Favorite Disney movie: TIE between Sleeping Beauty/Robin Hood (the fox version)
4. I have 1 tattoo of a cross on my right hip
5. Johnny Depp is my favorite actor
6. Burping, I'm good at it (ask my mom she's not a big fan)
7. Reading is one of my top hobbies
8. Killian's Irish Red is the BEST beer in my humble opinion
9. Favorite joke: What did the zero (0) say to the eight (8)?
NICE BELT
10. Albert Einstein is one of my heroes
11. Skinny jeans are the greatest invention in all of fashion
12. Photography is something I would love to be great at and I'm always practicing
13. Insecurities: Few, but one is being open and vulnerable around people. Lots of people know my goofy exterior, but very few know me well.
14. Bones broken: 1 toe (prolly shouldn't count, but it healed crooked and it's funny looking)
15. I write a lot of poetry
16. Secret Addiction (though not so secret any longer): Wizards of Waverly Place on Disney
17. Favorite sounds to fall asleep to: Rain and sneakers on a gym floor
18. Last time I peed my pants: 7th grade on the way home from a church trip, ask me to tell you the story sometime
19. Favorite Bible verse: James 2:26 (NIV version)
20. "Blackbird" is my all-time favorite Beatles' song
21. Best concert I've been at: Memphis in May 2009 w/ Shinedown winning of all the artists there
22. I have a number "thing" where I dislike certain numbers and can only turn the volume on my tv to the numbers I like. 22 is a number I dislike. It is gross.
23. Favorite quote: "Let nothing perturb you, nothing frighten you. All things pass. God does not change. Patience achieves everything." -Mother Teresa

5 comments:

  1. Well I'm just excited that in an indirect way I was involved in part of the 23 favorite things. Number 21 was freaking amazing. Also, parts 2 and 3 of number 1 almost made me not want to finish the rest of the post. However, I was able to push past that and was glad I did. F.C.C. for life.

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  2. You talk a lot about seeing the world and experiencing it with someone in many of your posts. I haven't told anyone this but my dentist's assistant when I was high on happy gas. I've been saving about 16 grand in the bank and looking for a sailboat and I found one. It's a Morgan Out Island and she's a beauty. It's a used boat, but you can tell it has been cared for. I contacted the owner of the boat in Massachusetts and he says he will sell it to me for about 14 grand. I told him I really don't have a place to put the boat right now, thankfully he says that he'll keep the boat on his lot as long as I like. I just have to be sure to sign the papers of ownership. But right now I'm a sophmore in college and still at home with mom and dad. They have no idea of what I'm doing and I have no intention of telling them. I'm deciding to sail the boat the long way around South America through the Magellan Strait. Then if I survive that I hope to hit Shanghai's ports and trek all the way to Dharamsala, India and hopefully met the Dalai Lama. The boat will have to be sold unless I figure out a way for it to be held in the possesion of someone trusting. I know a few people in China that might help me out there. I want to from there walk by foot all the way to Calais, France and swim across the strait of Dover. After that I don't know, I guess I could call home and let everyone know where I've been or something. I'm not going to try to hit major population centers on this adventure because the larger cities always have that congested smothering feeling of too much. No, I plan to go the more scenic route and sleep under the stars. I don't exaclty know what I'm looking for, but I hope somwhere along the way I find it. I plan on completing my bachlor's before I decide to leave. There was an article in Outsider's magazine about this guy who was a marine in the military. He was young and full of life. He didn't think nothing could happen to him, but one day a roadside bomb blew his humvee. He didn't die but he was left partially blinded from the chemical. He got to thinking that life is short and we don't really know when our time's gonna be up. So He took whatever savings he had and bought a sailboat I don't exaclty know where he was going, but that he was going somewhere. On his journey the boat failed and he was stranded with no rudder so he was drifting to the current of the sea. He got picked up by a Japanese tanker and they dropped him off on the Chinese coast. He didn't have much money so he bought a bicycle and saw the world. He rode all the way to England, and met some amazing people along the way. He said the trip was the greatest thing that could have ever happened to him. Here is one of my favorite books that I think you should read It's called Into the Wild. Maybe it can explain more about the attidude I have about this. There is another trip that if I return from the first one that I would really like to do. You know how everyone wants to backpack in Europe why not the America's? Starting from Juneau, Alaska and walking alongside the Rockies on to Mexico, Panama, and into the wild Amazon. Hell it'd be a dangerous trip like the first one, but are they not all worth the risks? Thanks for listening.

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  3. Correction on the previous comment of mine. I was busy on the phone this weekend and got into touch with an old uncle of mine. He lives in Maine and is a CFO of some British air conditioner company. I don't actually talk to the guy very much cause he's kinda a loner. He's into boats as much as I'm interested in them so we got to talking about sailboating on the open sea, as in crossing the Pacific. Turns out the boat that I was talking about wasn't a seagoing boat its more of a coastline kinda deal. He said it'll be suicide to take something that isn't at least 60 feet long out to open sea. I really didn't do much research about the water displacement and actually how high these waves can get during calm weather, at least 20 feet on a good day! So with my stupidity and ignorance its back to square one. Cause the boats that can withstand these waves and the weather are at least 300,000 big ones, used. So after I buy my third house and take out a mortgage on all three I should be there at the age of 60, yipee. Or, I can do something no one else has done and get sponsorships to pay for this behemoth price for a sailboat. Some people do way crazy stuff like this one guy tried to sail the world in a bathtub. This other guy is a part of this project called Red Bull Statos and he wants to break the speed of sound, jumping 120000 feet from the stratosphere. Meanwhile, as I'm thinking of doing something dangerous and mesochistic ( not sexual! more around the lines of climbing a mountain type of pain ) I guess I also gotta call that guy back in Massachusetts to let him know that I won't be puchasing that magnificent ship, he's gonna be one ticked old crabfisherman. Now the 16 grand, I guess that can sit for a while, or I might find a use for it sometime down the road. Thanks.

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  4. Damn, I feel like I'm dumping a whole bunch of crap here that really doesn't make any sense. Like why am I writing this stuff here? Maybe its because you don't know who I am, and after I put this stuff here I don't feel that weird feeling of embarrassment. Seldom, I'll talk to my parents about stuff like Henry Thoreau, Tolstoy, and deep crap about nature. I don't think that they really care, or if they hear me at all. Mom is always just to focused with facebook friends and she very invading of privacy with my other siblings on thiers. Dad, well you try to talk to the man and he'll treat you like "what an illogical question to say" kinda attitude. Never ask him a question you will be there all day its a dry and lifesucking ordeal. I don't have facebook or anything of the sort. I find that it takes things away from people and keeps us so caught up with having hundreds of friends and updating our status that we lose ourselves. I don't really want a part of that. People all the time ask me "I can't find you on facebook" then I'll tell them why I don't and their response is "No, it isn't like that", or they'll be to persistant and anoying about defending why they have one. I'll tell them that its ok to have one and whatever they do is thier business none of mine, that they don't have to explain. I'm just telling them why I don't have one. What I'm trying to say is things like that I don't feel life. Its always gray and no vibrant colors. Your probalbly thinking what's this guys problem? He doesn't have any fun? Yeah I do all sorts of fun things like any other person would do. Just that they are always the same thing. I mean they are different just that they always feel the same. I want something more thought provoking, dangerous, and alive.
    (Cont. next comment.)

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  5. I was on a dryspell for a while before I got here I guess. But I found myself reading this blog about a very interesting person and its inspired me to think about things again. Basketball for one, and then there is the dream that I keep changing like those clay pottery things that spins 'cept mine is always deformed and jacked up. I'm thinking about changing my mind on the sailboat thing for a while and in its place I want to circumnavigate the world on human power alone. Now some people have done it, but they were never recorded by Guiness world records so its still up for grabs. I'm not much for titles or things like that I just want to do it and see the world like our ancestors, the nomads used to do. Yeah I'll need sponsors like in the earlier comment, and no I'm not going to use my money I think I'd rather want it to be donated to Feeding America. I really don't care about the money just as long as it goes were it is needed not wanted. Anyways that trip that I'm now thinking about doing after college is going to be long and dangerous. One guy Dave Kunst and his brother did this thing, but Dave's brother was shot and killed in Afghanastan. Dave finished to be the world's first person to walk the planet. Another took about 13 years to complete I guess he didn't cross the equator so his never counted I may be wrong here. I think I might start somewhere down in Carbo Froward, Chile then canoe across the Bering strait. after that on to Spain, canoe again across the Atlantic to The Marco Zero in Macapa, Brazil and on to Carbo Froward, Chile to complete the trip. Just typing this I now it'll be difficult, but like I said its in development stage right now. I don't want this to always be a dream that when I'm older I pull it out from my dresser drawers and look at it in sad thought thinking what it could have been. No, I want this to be true and real; I want to jump off the summit of my dreams and come crashing into those waves of adventure and reality. I think that these comments I type are way to long and I guess they come off as borderline if not overly wierd. But who cares I'll leave you to think what you will about these. Maybe you don't see these and I'll probably be long gone before you do, but then again probably not. I just want to say that I really enjoyed reading your thoughts and posts about things you think and things that aren't crap like the things I do, which is probably crap. I just want to say thanks for letting me read your blog and let me put my crap here that I hope isn't to much a bother, cause if it was you'd most likely would have removed this and the others already, huh. Thanks its really felt like help just talking here.

    Here is one of my favorite qoutes from Tolstoy that I think you might like

    "I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love. I felt in myself a superabundance of energy which found no outlet in our quiet life."
    -Leo Tolstoy

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