Its the end of June, that means July is next. I've got surgery in about five days, and its gonna be an experience! Regardless (irregardless for those who read my blog), it also means my birthday is coming up! So, my girlfriend, got me a really neat gift. She got me Raven in the Grave by the Ravonettes on vinyl! I did a review of this album a while ago, and its not really fair to compare the two. The vinyl version suits the record a lot more than the digital version that I've listened to. Its a dark record, and the open aspect of a vinyl record gives the music room to breath. (P.s. Thanks Erin!)
I've made plans to go to Texas next year for the Lonestar Round up, with a few very great friends, it should be an event. Dad and I might go to Salinas Kansas for the KKOA Leadsled Spectacular , which might be insane, I won't take my car if we go (but I really want to). I'm also gonna start tearing into my car, now that the weather is suitable for motorbiking. The car gets a transmission ordered very soon, so as soon as I do that, out comes the old, in goes the new. Should be interesting to have a car that I can take any where in the US, and not give the engine a thrashing.
July 15, Clerks will be playing at the IMA, and the plan is that I, and the lady who makes my heart swoon, will be in attendance! I'm stoked for that, it should be a good time. Watching a film on an outdoor screen, one of my favorite films--a movie that takes a while to really appreciate.
It has been the best summer of my life. Thank you,
Wesley
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Sunday, June 19, 2011
It starts with you...
On a mattress in your parents old room.
There is a pattern to which I listen to music. Its a mirror to how I feel. A mirror, not in the sense of a reflection, but a reverse. If that makes sense.
Now I'm listening to a lot of down tempo sad songs, such as Gemini (birthday song), because I'm stoked.
Anyway I'm going to bed
'Night,
Wesley
There is a pattern to which I listen to music. Its a mirror to how I feel. A mirror, not in the sense of a reflection, but a reverse. If that makes sense.
Now I'm listening to a lot of down tempo sad songs, such as Gemini (birthday song), because I'm stoked.
Anyway I'm going to bed
'Night,
Wesley
Friday, June 17, 2011
I am Jack's tired eyes
I wanna watch fight club again. I need to shave. I need to buy some oil, and distilled water for my car. I'm tired. I've worked a ton recently, 40 hour weeks get old after a while. I'm gonna go run errands, nap, then do it all over again tomorrow.
Oh well, I'm broke, so the money will be good. I realized that even though I'll get to spend July 4th with the most bad ass lass ever, I won't be able to consume anything. Fudge.
So it goes,
Wesley
Oh well, I'm broke, so the money will be good. I realized that even though I'll get to spend July 4th with the most bad ass lass ever, I won't be able to consume anything. Fudge.
So it goes,
Wesley
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
You can read about it when we're gone.
I've been cleaning my room, as in, throwing shit from my childhood away. I'm growing up, and that is why I've been stockpiling things that aren't worth anything, other than memories. Except now, I dunno. I've captured all that I want to of my childhood, and finally accepted the fact that I'm not a kid anymore. I mean, I am a kid, in the sense that I'm a minor and still lust for life, but I'm not the kid I was ten years ago.
There are some things that I sort of hid from myself, that I'm now more proud of than ever. I used to think that the whole custom car thing was really lame. I mean, I loved it and really dug it, but it was passe. Why embrace something that A. no one will ever understand and B. that never really existed in the first place.
I was a smart kid.
Well, I found a framed picture of Bob Hirohota's 1951 Mercury, that as far as I know, I've had it since birth (I think my dad had them before hand, and just gave them to me at one point, regardless, its before I can remember, I've always had them). As it turns out, something that I hid in my room, I would jump for joy for a decade later. Its weird how the world works. I've stopped caring, and honestly love old cars for a million different reasons, and I really don't care that the majority of people I run across won't understand what a piece of shit old car means to me, but I've know a few folks that do get it, and feel the same way.
Connecting to the past, by going forward, is a weird and only human thing.
Anyway, if I ever have a kid, they'll probably have, be ashamed of, then hopefully love the picture that my father gave me. And maybe read some of the stuff I did. I dunno.
Growing up is weird,
Wesley
There are some things that I sort of hid from myself, that I'm now more proud of than ever. I used to think that the whole custom car thing was really lame. I mean, I loved it and really dug it, but it was passe. Why embrace something that A. no one will ever understand and B. that never really existed in the first place.
I was a smart kid.
Well, I found a framed picture of Bob Hirohota's 1951 Mercury, that as far as I know, I've had it since birth (I think my dad had them before hand, and just gave them to me at one point, regardless, its before I can remember, I've always had them). As it turns out, something that I hid in my room, I would jump for joy for a decade later. Its weird how the world works. I've stopped caring, and honestly love old cars for a million different reasons, and I really don't care that the majority of people I run across won't understand what a piece of shit old car means to me, but I've know a few folks that do get it, and feel the same way.
Connecting to the past, by going forward, is a weird and only human thing.
Anyway, if I ever have a kid, they'll probably have, be ashamed of, then hopefully love the picture that my father gave me. And maybe read some of the stuff I did. I dunno.
Growing up is weird,
Wesley
Monday, June 13, 2011
Game on!
Well, excuse the leave in posting, I got busy again. Despite my lady being in NYC and the Hamptons (yes, you can be jealous. Smart, cute, and affluent. Triple threat.) In the past few days I've been working, doing yard work, going to the doctor, and doing something I've not done in years. Playing Basketball. I really forgot how much fun playing games with friends was, I'm admittedly no athlete, but it was still a blast! I think this may be a weekly thing now, which will be great
The reason I went to the doctor is because of my high blood pressure. Makes sense. My diet is shit, and I'm a stress hound. Oh well.
Work has been weird the past week as the store manager was gone, but now that he is back, it should go back to normal (i.e. I don't catch shit from people that aren't my manager).
I spent saturday night cruising, which was rad. I really didn't plan on it, but I put about 100 miles on my car, just from cruising around Indy. Its an escape, but I'm an escapist. Hung out at a local cruise in spot with some people that normally don't go there, and had a weird conversation about my car. It was weird. But fun no less. Someone asked if I was trying to be a greaser (as if the Sk8-hi vans are greaser chic). My response was "Nope, just trying to be me." Fuck'em. If I'm trying to be anything, its Max Schaaf.
I've been spinning a bunch of garage rock lately, mostly because I'm trying to live a dream. It seems to be working.
Oh well, My lady comes back in a week, and as much as I like that she is experiencing a whole new world in NYC, I can not wait until she comes back. It will be a very good time. So many plans.
Oh well, Gonna go clean my room and read.
I really wanna start recording some music.
Go surfin',
Wesley
The reason I went to the doctor is because of my high blood pressure. Makes sense. My diet is shit, and I'm a stress hound. Oh well.
Work has been weird the past week as the store manager was gone, but now that he is back, it should go back to normal (i.e. I don't catch shit from people that aren't my manager).
I spent saturday night cruising, which was rad. I really didn't plan on it, but I put about 100 miles on my car, just from cruising around Indy. Its an escape, but I'm an escapist. Hung out at a local cruise in spot with some people that normally don't go there, and had a weird conversation about my car. It was weird. But fun no less. Someone asked if I was trying to be a greaser (as if the Sk8-hi vans are greaser chic). My response was "Nope, just trying to be me." Fuck'em. If I'm trying to be anything, its Max Schaaf.
I've been spinning a bunch of garage rock lately, mostly because I'm trying to live a dream. It seems to be working.
Oh well, My lady comes back in a week, and as much as I like that she is experiencing a whole new world in NYC, I can not wait until she comes back. It will be a very good time. So many plans.
Oh well, Gonna go clean my room and read.
I really wanna start recording some music.
Go surfin',
Wesley
Thursday, June 9, 2011
A day in the life...
Today I woke up at noon and got shmamered. Well, I did one of those things. I woke up, and started trying to find something to eat, and planning my day. I was going to clean my room, but that ended up not working, I'll probably wake up early to do that.
Later, I got to skype with this lovely lady, and her cuz. So I got to enjoy that, I skyped with her later (actually just ended as I type this). Talked about our days and stuff, but we also kinda talked about my blog a little bit, and she pointed out how depressed some of my older posts were. I need to talk with her about that, but there was a point in time where I started using this blog as a whipping post for what I felt inside. A way to convey emotion to empty space, but still convey it. Like screaming into a dark hallway, you don't know if anyone will hear you, but if someone does they can scream back. That is what this blog has become, and I was a pretty unhappy person as a whole, or at least I made myself unhappy. I could see it both ways, but regardless, I'm happy now and that is all that matters. Is it because of her? In a way yes, but I don't rely on her to be happy. does she make me happy, without question. I dunno, I'm growing up, and its hard sometimes, I just like to be able to mark how I feel electronically, so I can always remember the way I was. Embarrassing or not.
Anyway, I also got to hangout with some bros from high school that I never see, that became pretty good budz today. Went to the mall downtown to look at pants, and then chatted it up! Broing down saturday after I get off work, so that will be chill.
Oh well, I'm gonna go to bed.
See you soon Love (you know who you are),
Wesley
Later, I got to skype with this lovely lady, and her cuz. So I got to enjoy that, I skyped with her later (actually just ended as I type this). Talked about our days and stuff, but we also kinda talked about my blog a little bit, and she pointed out how depressed some of my older posts were. I need to talk with her about that, but there was a point in time where I started using this blog as a whipping post for what I felt inside. A way to convey emotion to empty space, but still convey it. Like screaming into a dark hallway, you don't know if anyone will hear you, but if someone does they can scream back. That is what this blog has become, and I was a pretty unhappy person as a whole, or at least I made myself unhappy. I could see it both ways, but regardless, I'm happy now and that is all that matters. Is it because of her? In a way yes, but I don't rely on her to be happy. does she make me happy, without question. I dunno, I'm growing up, and its hard sometimes, I just like to be able to mark how I feel electronically, so I can always remember the way I was. Embarrassing or not.
Anyway, I also got to hangout with some bros from high school that I never see, that became pretty good budz today. Went to the mall downtown to look at pants, and then chatted it up! Broing down saturday after I get off work, so that will be chill.
Oh well, I'm gonna go to bed.
See you soon Love (you know who you are),
Wesley
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
GB City - Bass Drum of Death
I found out about this band through a little known web portal that goes by the name of YouTube. I know, not many people use that, but I think it will catch on. I digress.
According to what I've read, and seen about this band, the name aspires from when the singer, John Barrett, would play guitar and simply use a bass drum. Similar to the likes of Bob Bleed, or King Khan and the BBQ show, very minimalist and primal. Very cool. Though, despite its greatness, very limiting. So, with the inclusion of a real drummer, they brought a record to the table. GB city. The song that I was opened up to this band was "Get Found" which I will link later. All in all, its a very good garage rock record, if you like Ty Segall, King Khan and the BBQ show, the Oblivians, Jay Reatard, the Smith Westerns, or even Wavves, you will really like this record.
Get found,
Wesley
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Music returns tomorrow
Today it isn't about that.
Today is about keeping with my promise for daily blogging really.
I was having a conversation with a kid I work with, and generally thought we didn't really get along, and turns out the kid really likes working with me. Which, most people I work with enjoy being around me, and it is a good feeling to be accepted by people, regardless of your job or otherwise normal life.
I dunno, just weird.
I'm gonna detail two cars tomorrow, and maybe a motorbike, and call a good friend, and maybe try and hang out with some folks or set some plans up.
Sleepily,
Wesley
Today is about keeping with my promise for daily blogging really.
I was having a conversation with a kid I work with, and generally thought we didn't really get along, and turns out the kid really likes working with me. Which, most people I work with enjoy being around me, and it is a good feeling to be accepted by people, regardless of your job or otherwise normal life.
I dunno, just weird.
I'm gonna detail two cars tomorrow, and maybe a motorbike, and call a good friend, and maybe try and hang out with some folks or set some plans up.
Sleepily,
Wesley
Monday, June 6, 2011
Feeling better!
Let me start, by thanking all of you that took the time to care about me when I was sick. It is because of YOU that I get to live the life that I do. I love you all.
Now, to get the record straight, I had a severe case of tonsillitis, and a severe sinus infection. I REALLY should have gotten my tonsils removed, but I didn't.
Anyway, so this post is sparked by something interesting in my life. My girlfriend (who I've been devoting my blog time to, because quite frankly she is more important to me than this self-important whining blog.), is leaving for an internship in New York. She will only be gone for a couple of weeks, but just not being able to see someone that you've become so close with for any length of time is rough. I'll never want a long distance relationship. Which brings me to the fact that she is going to go to school in Muncie, which is about an hour and a half away from me, but I will make that work. We will.
Anyway, so those of you that know me, thought I was going to go to IU last fall, and learn how to drink like a fish. Well, others know me for going to IUPUI and complaining constantly about it, and wanting to go to IU. Well, I just want to put it in public, that I'm really happy with the way last year turned out, because those constant failures are the DIRECT reason why my life is going so well right now. Had I gone to IU, maybe I would have been social and met a lot of people. Maybe. I know that going to IUPUI has made me create some good friendships, and fluked me into being able to date an amazing girl. I dunno, I'm glad I didn't go to bloomington. I'll never say never, it still would be a great opportunity, and I would LOVE to move out and go to school o
ne day, but I'm really happy with my decisions. As of now, I've got two years to figure things out with my life and really decide what is going on. I'm excited.
Erin, even though I'll talk with you while you're having fun in New York, I'll still miss you.
People who don't know Erin, read her blog. HERE
I like the way she makes me feel, so you should support her like I try to.
Regardless, I'm in a good mood, gonna blog daily, and kick start the c^4 blog again. Production month starts tomorrow, sleep today.
I love you.
Always,
Wesley
Now, to get the record straight, I had a severe case of tonsillitis, and a severe sinus infection. I REALLY should have gotten my tonsils removed, but I didn't.
Anyway, so this post is sparked by something interesting in my life. My girlfriend (who I've been devoting my blog time to, because quite frankly she is more important to me than this self-important whining blog.), is leaving for an internship in New York. She will only be gone for a couple of weeks, but just not being able to see someone that you've become so close with for any length of time is rough. I'll never want a long distance relationship. Which brings me to the fact that she is going to go to school in Muncie, which is about an hour and a half away from me, but I will make that work. We will.
Anyway, so those of you that know me, thought I was going to go to IU last fall, and learn how to drink like a fish. Well, others know me for going to IUPUI and complaining constantly about it, and wanting to go to IU. Well, I just want to put it in public, that I'm really happy with the way last year turned out, because those constant failures are the DIRECT reason why my life is going so well right now. Had I gone to IU, maybe I would have been social and met a lot of people. Maybe. I know that going to IUPUI has made me create some good friendships, and fluked me into being able to date an amazing girl. I dunno, I'm glad I didn't go to bloomington. I'll never say never, it still would be a great opportunity, and I would LOVE to move out and go to school o
ne day, but I'm really happy with my decisions. As of now, I've got two years to figure things out with my life and really decide what is going on. I'm excited.Erin, even though I'll talk with you while you're having fun in New York, I'll still miss you.
People who don't know Erin, read her blog. HERE
I like the way she makes me feel, so you should support her like I try to.
Regardless, I'm in a good mood, gonna blog daily, and kick start the c^4 blog again. Production month starts tomorrow, sleep today.
I love you.
Always,
Wesley
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