Thursday, August 21, 2008

Ravings, rantings, and gibberish.

Written by Drew

What is up FoCo? I am a recent college graduate of Minnesota State University Moorhead. After recieving my B.A. in English and Mass Communications this past August I moved down to Colorado. I enjoy long walks on the beach, candlelight dinners, and heavy metal. My hobbies include reading and writing, music, movies, and getting drunk. Some of my favorite contemporary authors include Bret Easton Ellis, Chuck Palahniuk, and Kurt Vonnegut. My top movies are anything directed by Kubrick. I enjoy listening to anything that rocks. Right now I am just trying to get to know Colorado and FoCo better. Mostly in order to find the best drink specials on each day that ends in Y. So if you know where I can get a cheap drunk on, let me know! --Drew

26. If it's possible to get your ass kicked by a test, I'm KO'ed

Tuesday, 14 November 2006

Remember those great standarized tests in High School, how much you hated taking them because they were seemingly pointless? How about when you took your SAT's, and ACT's? Cramming yourself in a room for hours, scrambling to furiously fill in all of those little ovals with your No. 2 pencil, issued by the test adminastrator. Now I have another test under my belt, the GRE. I took my Graduate Record Examination today at CSU. Although I did fairly well on the Verbal section, I absolutely got pounded on the math section. I did not take a single, solitary math course in college. I took an Advanced Placement class in HS, in college algebra, and from there on out the only numbers I came across was page numbers in English anthologies. The only time I've used math in the last four years is when I'm playing Beer Pong. Count'em up baby, that's a re-rack! Oh well, besides being a financial rip-off, the GRE shouldn't hinder my chances too much. It's not like I'm going to grad school to be a physicist, or a rockect scientist. Math as the universal language? Maybe of incoherentville, or nerdville, or who uses it anyway town. --Drew
add a comment

27. eBay or eVil? My first time is strikingly similar....

Wednesday, 08 November 2006

I just signed up for an eBay account. Going into it, I was totally ready to jump onto the site and get signed up, and get my own account going. I even had a slight edge of adrenaline and giddiness in me as I went through the introductory stages. My head was filled with figures and numbers. It was a lot like the first time I asked a girl to go out. Giddiness and excitement; racking my brain for all the best angles, lines, etc. Soon enough I had my account set up. I had overcome the first hurdle, now it was a matter of marketing myself so that I could go all the way. First I guess I should tell you I created an account so I can sell my Playstation 2. So I arranged my games in two arcing lines around my PS2 like a laurel wreath, and I strategically arranged my controllers and movies. Took a few pictures, wrote a salesman pitch for the product, was feeling good about myself. Just like when you get that first yes. On top of the world, I can conquer anything type of deal. But then I got into the selling fees stage. You mean we can’t just hit the hay? I have to spend money on dinners, movies, jewelry, clothes, and spend time with your mother? It cost money to upload multiple pictures, bold font, highlighting your product, number of days, designs, etc. All in all it cost me about $20 bucks to list my PS2 on eBay. Alright that isn’t so bad, but I have no guarantee it’s going to sell now do I? Consequently, the first time I bought dinner I didn’t get any action. Maybe I should have upgraded the menu font to bold, or made myself bigger. You can do that on eBay you know, make your product picture larger, for a price. Okay, Okay, fine you can have whatever you want even if it’s over $15.00 dollars. Now do I get to see some skin? No. If you haven’t sold something on eBay, then you’re maybe not aware, as was I, that it takes time for your product to get listed. Hours, several hours. I’ve been checking eBay for my listing every hour on the hour. No go. What gives? It takes time she says. Well how many dates is it gonna take? Who knows? It’s a feeling she says; we’ll know when it’s time. I’m just hoping that once my eBay product gets up and starts getting action, it won’t end prematurely, just like the first time I, well…nevermind. Anyways, if you’re looking for a PS2 in good condition with 2 controllers, memory card, S-Video, 21 games, 3 movies, and cleaning kit let me know. Because who knows when I will ever get any action from this eBay. eBay? Hmph. Should be eVil. --Drew
comments (1)

28. My Glory Days are Over

Wednesday, 01 November 2006

I was just hitting my stride my senior year of college. I had just turned 21 at the beginning of the year, and things were great. Of course, we all know that college kids drink before the age of 21, as do most HS students, and I was no exception. But turning 21 opened up a whole new set of doors. Besides being able to hit up bars, I was legal to buy as much alcohal as I could possibly afford with my scholarship money. The fridge and cupboards were always stocked to the brim. Pulling all nighters multiple times a week spouting Shakespeare, and arguing the finer philosophical points of everything from war to abortion. Waking up in the morning without a clue of how you got home, and cracking a beer at eight in the morning to help curb your hangover before your nine o'clock class. Shutting down bars, then going to friends' houses only to throw up in dog dishes, and pantries, and entry ways, honestly thinking it was the toilet. The night before I left for CO, I went out with a small group of friends, 4 including me. I had already had my big graduation/going away bash, and apparently was doing my best Gene Kelly impressions by wailing 'singing in the rain' while trying to swing around light posts. Unfortunately, I walked straight into all of the poles, I'm told. Upon passing out at my buddy's, they singed off leg hair, and wrote on my face. I didn't find out until after I went to Arby's the next day. Anyway, the 4 of us went my favorite bar for a send-off. Only three of us drank, one drove. Between us, the three of us drank 18 beers, had 16 Captain Morgan drinks, and took 43 shots in less than 3 hours. And the next morning I was hauling south, not feeling to shabby. This monday, while watching the Vikings debacle unravel, I consumed about eight beers, and was buzzing like an aggrevated bee hive. My glory days, I think, have come to an end. I find myself wanting to spend time with friends at home rather than squirming spasmodically on the dance floor with scantily clad women. And speaking of women, I find myself looking for someone who can spit out literature and philosophy rather than looking for whomever is wearing the shortest mini-skirt. I think I may be hitting my 30's at the ripe old age of 22. --Drew
comments (2)

29. Unless you're a female, 20-30, in a nurse's outfit, don't knock on my door

Saturday, 28 October 2006

In my circle of friends and family, I am known somewhat of a holiday scrooge. Thanksgiving, Christmas, and St. Patty's Day I can handle. Mostly because of food, football, and beer. But Halloween and Easter, I just can't stomach. I've just never gotten the point of carving pumpkins, trick and treating, or coloring easter eggs. But what I hate the most, about all holidays, is people who completely deck their houses out a month and a half before the actual holiday. And what about all the rats scurrying around on Halloween night, knocking on your door? Cute? Please! I love kids, I taught pre-school, and coached T-Ball and Little League sports. But a mom dressing her two year old up as a ladybug, for her own sastifaction is ridiculous. It's like people who dress up their dogs in ballerina outfits, tape it, and send their clips into AFV. Why do I detest Halloween so much? I guess I'm not real sure about that myself. I've gone trick or treating, done the scariest movie marathon with friends, played light as a feather-stiff as a board, called bloody mary, and even used a ouji board in an abandoned house. Last year as a 21 year old, I went out to bars and at least got to gander and gaze at women way to undressed for Minnesota weather. Maybe bars could carry orange colored beer on Halloween, that would cheer me up. But unless you're a woman between the ages of 20 and 30 dressed up in a nurse's outfit, don't knock on my door and say "Trick or treat." And if you do fall into that catergory, then I will gladly and promptly say treat. --Drew
comments (2)

30. Why Limbaugh is the Devil incarnate

Wednesday, 25 October 2006

I just recently read about Rush Limbaugh’s attacks on actor Michael J. Fox. If you haven’t heard about this, I’ll give you a quick synopsis. Michael J. Fox, who has Parkinson’s disease, did a commercial spot for Missouri Democratic candidate Claire McCaskill. The ad shows Michael J. Fox swaying almost without control of his body while he asks for Missouri voters to vote in favor of a 2 amendment that would promote embryonic stem cell research. After seeing the ad, Rush Limbaugh called Michael J. Fox’s ‘portrayal’ on the ad “shameless.” No Joke. Rush believes that Fox was ‘acting’ in the ad spot to seduce voters with sympathy. Here is so of Limbaugh’s exact words, “This is the only time I’ve ever seen Michael J. Fox portray any of the symptoms of the disease he has.” And again, Limbaugh called Fox’s actions “shameless.” Whether you are right-wing, left-wing, so liberal it hurts to be a democrat, or just don’t care, I believe you have to take issue with Limbaugh’s remarks. First off, Limbaugh should bone up on his facts before he attacks blindly in the dark. Anyone who has half a brain knows that Parkinson’s is a degenerative disease of the brain. Causing such symptoms as tremors, but more commonly, rigidity of the muscles. That’s why many of those afflicted with the disease in its later stages shuffle when walking, and have horribly balance, taught facial expressions and so on. Limbaugh said that either Fox wasn’t taking his medication, or was acting on his radio show. Sadly enough, when medication for Parkinson’s patients is working effectively, is loosens and stimulates movement, as Fox is seen in the ad spot. Throw all this out for a second, even if Fox was acting, how is it so “shameless?” My point here is, we’ve all been bombarded with the political attack ads and mudslinging going on right now. So hypothetically, Limbaugh sees Fox’s spot as more immoral, and shameless than the skewed and half-truthful hate ads we see eight times a day. Has Limbaugh forgot that there is no cure for Parkinson’s, and that Fox actually has the disease? No, I can think hundreds of ads that are more shameful then a sick man’s support of a candidate who promises to promote research for a cure. --Drew If you want to see the ad, it is up on You Tube, like everything else.
comments (6)

<< Start < Prev 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 Next > End >>

Results 26 - 30 of 36

City:
Event Type:
Venue:
Date:

Show me:

Located In:

Named:

City/Zip:
Powered by Fandango

Search:

Enter name or type of business

Location:

Enter city & state, or zip code

FullMetal Alchemist (48)

"Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is Alchemy's first law of Equivalent Exchange. In those days, we really believed that to be the world's one, and only truth."

FullMetal Alchemist

3 Wise-asses (15)

We're not that bright, even though in our own little world, we're geniuses. We like 80s hair bands and one-hit wonders, but among us we have respectable tastes, too. Metallica, Iron Maiden, U2. Pursuit of all things trivial is a lifestyle, not just a game. We like some sports, love other sports, and can find something to say about anything. We watch TV and movies and we've read a book or two, even a few classics (Yes, Classic Comics count!) We call it insight, you call it what you will.

3wiseasses

A Breath of Fresh Air (60)

Felix Wong is an outdoor enthusiast living in Fort Collins. A mechanical engineer by day, he is especially passionate about bicycling, running, and backpacking.

felix

I go 70, 30. (43)

Hola Amigos! I'm Sandra. I like to believe that people are 70 percent good and 30 percent dumb. I'm stickin to that story. Reading this blog might make you want to be good, but probably just dumb.

Pikachu

jwood38 (26)

jwood38

Dono (15)

Donovan Henderson is editor of NEXTnc.

Dono	read more >>

Fun with Nextnc (34)

Here at Nextnc we have some characters. Get a sneak peak behind the curtain and find out what amusing antics our staffers get themselves into on a weekly basis.

twitch232

Ravings, rantings, and gibberish. (36)

Drew	read more >>

A Frustaci Thing (24)

Life's little morsels of inspiration, observation and encouragement seen through the eyes of the Nextnc reporter.

Erin	read more >>

All Growed Up (24)

Ms. Giles currently lives in Colorado where she stars in her own private reality show. She writes aphoristic accounts of her life, taken completely out of context, and embellished with characters and situations disguised to resemble something close to interesting.

Is Everybody In?

Cody Futures (2)