Monthly Archives: May 2012
I’m gonna leave a link to this video I found on you tube. I heard this for the first time by a guy in my chorus at my High School. No it is not choral in anyway. It has a classical kinda sound with heart. You feel the emotion in his voice which is why I dare say I am surprised no ones picked him up. Song is about heart and boy does he have it. He sounds really good and the song is catchy. Here it is http://youtu.be/d8JbacZnqxg. I challenge you all to take a gander at it. The song tells a good story about this lover who is trying to let his significant other know she isn’t alone and that he wants to spend his life with her and live life as an adventure. Random leads to adventure so this song makes it to my blog now because it tells such a story of adventure. How repetitive I can be but such is the way with a song that leaves you voiceless. The voice of love on the wind. By Bobby LoRusso
This is the first page of : It’s a little more classified than that. I have 129 pages so far but id give the first page as a gimmick. By the way. I know some people will say hey, maybe that is not a word or that sounds a little in lack of grammar. The truth is. The story is told in the perspective of a 16 year old. The character is me in every way but with a twist of things.
So let’s get something straight forward so your English teachers can avoid asking some pretty useless question. The protagonist (main character) happens to be myself. This story is in the first person and the main theme of this book is that secrecy is based on trust. I figured I would get that out of the way while I am still at the beginning. Oh by the way, I am Sean, Nice to meet you. So for purposes of your interest I will just jump in and say, “It sounded like a good Idea at first”.
Now I can’t tell you exactly what happened straight from the beginning, for what is a sandwich without the bread. You know what, don’t answer that, there are more important things to discuss. Like the fact that it all started with HIM. My buddy Tyler. This is the story of how we first met, became friends and did something cool. Yes, it all leads to the classified thing I promised in the Title.
“10 bucks says you can’t do it” Those were the defining words of our friendship. A measly little bet that would lead to a friendship of great stature. I stood there in the middle of the ravine, looking at the gap I faced. A fourteen foot gap that was filled by a stream. That’s right, I was going to jump it! For Ten bucks why not. There was a catch though. It was the middle of December, there was a layer of ice on said stream and if I slipped and fell id either end up drowning or dying of hypothermia. I am still alive which accounts for something. I took my step back. I felt the tension in my legs, and like the sudden burst of lightning in a rainy sky I was off. The gap quickly closing I planned it out so my right foot would hit, push and send me flying towards my wager. Left! Right! PUSH! Wait, what the heck, no push? Where’s my foot and ice……..
Right on through my body tumbled. The ice didn’t even have the decency to resist. No it just swallowed me whole and cracked in laughter of my failed attempt. By this time My adrenaline kicks in and I break the surface and immediately go for land. Now here for the defining moment that will forever be our friends ship. Yes, it was on that cold December day that I would make a compact of extraordinary friendship with this soon to be ex-stranger. In that quick moment I made my choice and it happened.
It was a good thing I had a towel with me or I surely could not have formed this friend ship. After witnessing my fall to shame into the ice, my new friend Tyler goes ahead and does the last possible thing I would expect. In one step and spin he grabs the towel and jumps into the water. Tyler holds the towel above his head as he wades through the ice to me. Shuddering and lurching against the confines of the cold hard hands that gripped him. To me he made it and then quickly as it had happened he turned around. As they say in every single survival show and first aid class, in order to survive one must? That is right, and If you do not know the answer Google it. Then when you get it you will be all like, ”Woah”! That moment in which I refuse to describe is the moment our relationship changed from strangers to best buddies. QUICK! Here’s a twist. Let me introduce a third, not so important character. Eric. Unfortunately as classified nature goes I can not reveal last names for it would be breaking the code of classifiedness. Eric is a brown headed kid. Picture green eyes with a widows peak and bushy curly hair. Eric is wearing sweat pants and an orange flyers jersey. Eric, Unfortunately is holding a video camera. Yes my friends on camera he had captured my fail and now YouTube would be there to show the world my failure. As Tyler and I scurry on home to get dry at my house Eric is dying laughing and his laughter fills the air. In the video you can even hear his mom call out “Oh My God are you ok?”. That question to me sounded dumb. Because the question I was asking myself was, Was I?
this is a third book that is not related to a series. I have not gotten any of the books published. That wont get done til around September if my friend’s, dad’s, publisher isn’t too busy publishing my friend’s dad’s book. I guess you gotta start somewhere with something. The first book I’m looking forward to publishing is the 153 page book : Nice Guys: A Story of Not Finishing Last.
SO on the go I guess now there is an app for me. I do A LOTof stuff and it is good to know I can get in my old free time habits of blogging. Who wants to see the tree-house I’ve been building. Anyone want to see some photos and here some funny stories about it?
WHY did I get this Random update? Who is this guy from so long ago? Is that the guy who disappeared? Well, indeed I am. I can not call my self a habitual , chain, coordinated, or even a continuous blogger. The reason for such a thing is the fact that my blogging is based on my wanting to write or express myself in some coded post or blog. SO let us get it started in here.
So what was the reason for my writing this post? What calls for such a rare occasion such as this? Simply put there only person who I really understand will read this and she, being a good friend of mine can probably decipher said code and feel the message. If she doesn’t then well I guess your looking at 12 wasted seconds reading this sentence and realizing it has nothing to do with this guys topic. O.K. a lil more or less than 12 seconds but to me time wasted is time spent.
Let us delve in the art of change. Democrats want change, people want to change, Obama wants change,Heck, even poor people want change(in their wallets). But whether it is the wallets of the poor people receiving change or their lives in general, it is a common fact that humans CHANGE. Some people like change, some people do not. Then…there is me, sure I do not mind that jingly STUFF in my pockets or for the matter the actual event of changing. Unless of coarse, it depends on where, WHEN and why one is changing. Is it for good, is it for bad. Are you trying to get some one’s attention. Perhaps IT is for a fresh start like the one I have laid down on this Table of Blogness And yes, I know Blogness IS not a word. I’m guessing those capitalized letters are making out some sort of mixed up and BROKEN sentence. Do you know how difficult it is to try and write something interesting and make this(OR) ….Do not mind the OR over there, I just ran out of crafty ways of fitting the right words in.
It’s quite FUN to mix people up like this but quite hard as well. What the big coded message is for the ones who didn’t catch on. DONT CHANGE UNLESS THE CHANGE IS FIXING SOMETHING OR THE CHANGE MAKES LIFE FUN! simple yet hard to read code right there I see. I’m a spy by the way…who knew…..or am I.
So as this short and quite random post comes to an end, think about it, are you a change kind of guy/doll? Does change fit your lifestyle? Are there things you would like to change. Maybe you would like to comment about it. Who knows, I am no one special, I just like to express myself creatively. GOODNIGHT AUDIENCE SLEEP TIGHT AND DON’T LET THE NICKELS BITE(CHANGE)