Here is the forecast path for Hurricane Frances. Hopefully it won't be heading for Myrtle Beach while I am down there. *Keeps fingers and toes crossed*
It would be pretty cool to ride out a low intensity hurricane though. *SMACK*
I'm going to the beach next week. We are going to Myrtle Beach. Hopefully there won't be any hurricanes on the way. I love to body surf when I am at the beach, so that is what I will be doing most of the week. That and curling twelves.Anyway, I'm going to be doing some entries on my PocketPC while I am down there. I will upload them to here when I get back on Sunday. That way all of my bloggin' mates can read about my fun adventures in sandy land.
I found some really cool blogs while scrolling through blogspot. You can put shoutboxes on these things. Of course, I would probably only end up shouting with myself. But that would still be cool. I might have to look into that. ...
Don't you hate when you have a get together with family (or something) and somebody's food makes you sick? Like bowing down to the porcelain god for three hours sick? That happened to me last week. I couldn't say anything because, hey free food. But man oh man was I ever miserable. Then I had to go out that night and eat again. Certain meats (usually pork) have preservatives in them that really tear me up. But that's already more than anybody cares to know.... wait a minute. Nobody reads this stupid thing, so I can go on about my gastric adventures all day!! Well nobody, I'll spare you.
This thing really needs a spell check on it. That way I could just look like a blathering idiot instead of looking like a blathering idiot who can't spell. I really can spell. It's just sometime my fingers get crossed up on the keyboard. Or, if it's really bad, I might be suffering from a killer hangover. More on the hangover theory to come....
So why does my isp have to put there dumbass one liner ads at the bottom of my emails? I know YahooMail has to do it to promote their free service. But why does PeoplePC have to do it. I know, I know. I should get a real isp with broadband access blah blah blah. But I live in Podunkville USA (try finding that in your atlas) and we don't have access to dsl or cable internet.
Maybe one day I will actually discuss something positive on here.
I'm trying to actually see if I can email this message to this blog without having a goofy yahoo mail statement at the bottom of it. That means you could actually blog from your wireless phone. Good Lord above, am I a dork or what?
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So I'm just trying to figure out... Who reads these stupid blogs anyway? I've read a few before, but they were pretty much boring run of the mill things about people's lives. Well I'll tell ya who reads these things. Perverts. Trying to catch juicy details about some 500 pound chick's addiction to m&m's and sex. Well this is a messge to all you pervs out there: I'm a 500 pound chick who is addicted to m&m's and sex. So take a hike. Or something. I don't care. Whatever. Quit bugging me. Bunch of hippies. Die. Suffer. Shut up.
Yeah, so here it is again. I'll probably type on this thing for a few days, forget about it for a few months, come back and be totally obsessed about it for three weeks, then feel guilty about spending so much time on here and stop for a year. At the end of the year, if I can still remember my login info, I'll come back for nostalgia purposes. I'll try to write something snappy, think it sounds dumb, and never post again. God, I'm so cynical. It good for a few laughs sometimes though. HafreakinHa. Next!!
I think I'm getting the itch to play a musical instrument again. I can play several different instruments, but I suck at most of them. I can play a few basic chords on the guitar. I can play the piano all day with one hand. Not tied behind my back. Just one hand. Thought I would clear that up.
I can play the drums. But I've never touched a drum kit. I can play the bass, but I don't know which strings are which. I can play violin, but I haven't touched one in, oh, about twelve years. So you may be wondering to myself (since nobody is reading this): Self, what instrument do you want to play next?
I still have an urge to play the guitar. But I really need to learn some riffs and some scales. Six or seven chords just won't cut it buddy. I would also like to play the keyboard. It's easier to play scales and chords on the keyboard to me. But I can only play with one hand. I could probably learn to play with both hands with practice.
No matter what I choose, I want to jam out with some other people. There's no words to describe the feeling you get when you hit that groove. It's one of the greatest feelings in the world. I haven't felt it in a while so I might be a little rusty when I get there again. Keep passing the open windows.
Well here it is again. Yet another crazy spontaneous stupid idea by me. I have actually been thinking about doing this for awhile, but haven't actually been bored enough to do it. So where did the title 'Whiteboy vs. World' come from? It sounded kind of catchy and actually in no way applies to me. But maybe every time I look at it I will chuckle at the great cosmic joke that is me. Yeah, so....um.... why blog? I really enjoy talking to myself. No, I mean having complete intelligent debates. With myself. No drugs needed. So will anybody read this. Doubt it. Does anybody care? Doubt it. Am I a dork. Most definitely.