Shit is WEUHD!

Man, shit is weird. Plain and simple we played an unusual set tonight. Well not really, I just hate playing for an audience that is literally almost mocking us. Namely sorority girls on their senior pub crawl. It was dumb, I had a great time playing other wise. Espo you get double bonus cool points for skanking next to the dumb whores. So the other night I stayed up til 7 in the morning writing a paper for Freedom of Speech, I've actually learned a lot in that class, which is always a great thing. So technically I should be graduating college right now. I'm in my fourth year and that's what normally goes down, but I never planned on graduating in 4 years. What's after college, for most people its the real world and the real world doesn't suit me just yet. Hopefully even after I graduate I'll get into grad school and delay that crap a little longer. So on that subject I've been seeing people that I knew my freshman year like crazy the past couple of days, tonight alone I saw this girl named Katie, arguably one of the first people I ever met at UT. She is also arguably one of the coolest even though I don't really know her. I wish I would have gotten to, she was always super cool. I saw her tonight and we had that akward eye contact like I know you do you know me and then she finally said "do you remember me?" and then I said, "hell yeah I remember Katie from NC." She was floored, it was cool. I like moments like that. She's a genuine person, from what I can tell. I wish more people were like that. It's a shame I didn't get to know her better while she was in school. Well maybe somehow we'll keep in touch. Oh well, next story, Went to OCI after our show tonight to hang out with Doug, Ben, and some other people. When I walked in I was standing at the front looking for them and this douche bag frat-tastic mother fucker goes "This aint you're type of place." Now part of me wanted to go "you're right I don't pay for my friends, or use alcohol to get women to talk to me" but I didn't I simple said "yeah you're probably right and kept on walking." The more I think about that statement the more I wish I would have said something to provoke him and get into a fight. Oh well. In roughly 48 hours or so, ska weekend will be under way. I can't wait to see all my friends in bands this weekend, I Voted For Kodos, Suburban Legends, High School Football Heroes, Too Short Notice, the list goes on. I'm wicked stoked. In roughly a week, I'll be done with class for another semester. In roughly two weeks, I'll be on tour, broke as a joke, playing the music I love to genuine people who will hopefully give a damn. And that brings us full circle in the post and thus sends me to bed feeling satisfied.

This is the final countdown

I still don't understand this thing. But I keep posting in it anyway. Right so improtant information. I'm watching the patriot, Mel Gibson is about to destroy some redcoats. This movie is amazing. Anyway more information and thoughts that aren't stupid. I've only got one more paper to write for the rest of the year. I'm excited about that. It's going to be a tough paper cause its for Freedom of Speech 469 and ol' Norma Cook doesn't fuck around. By the way I need someone to educate me on the finer points of using a semicolon, because I've never understood when to use it. So the title of this post was the final countdown, countdown to what? Ska weekend, its this saturday, Ben's nervous and that makes me nervous. I just hope 2000 people come out so we can buy a van. I can't wait to finish that paper tommorrow and then destroy my three take home tests and then put the hammer down on the two finals I have. And be done with school. Although I really do like school because it gives me something other than work to do everyday. So I've been working on some new songs, they are shaping up nicely, the guys seem to like them. And that's what its all about making music that makes us happy. So a lot of people I know are graduating, I'll probably never see them again. It's weird to think that. I'll see the ones who matter. Ok so good post. That's all.

how it goes

So I've kinda gotten in the habit of posting on this thing. I don't know if thats good or bad, well anyway, the only person to ever read this is Espo, but I dont really care its a good way for me to get my thoughts out there and out of my head so thats good, so I guess I'll keep doing it.

I went to the mall today with this girl, who seems really cool. We are currently just friends seeing as how she's kinda seeing this other guy, with whom I am aquantices with...yeah weird, but I'm not doing anything other than just hanging out with her, we didnt even hug, I'm not about to step into that kind of drama. BUT She doesnt seem too optimistic about their future though and she asks me to do things with her occasionally which is fun. But I'm not going to press the issue, I'm going to just do what feels right and go with that, I'm done over analyzing things about relationships. It's to much damn trouble, (see: the commonwealth). PLUS I'm going on tour in may and I'll be gone for a month the last thing I need to do is to get into a relationship right now. As the wise philospher Rick B. from I Voted For Kodos once told me, "Yeah I've got a not girlfriend right now." When I inquired further on the matter Rick informed me that the not girlfriend is the ideal situation for a touring music. The not girlfriend can be likened to the friend with benefits. The NG is a girl you can hang out with, do things with, etc. but is NOT your GIRLFRIEND. You can call her and talk to her when you get lonely in podunk colorado but she is NOT your GIRLFRIEND. Rick went into further detail and since he is a wise man I've always taken his advice to heart.

So that's that, I'm just going to roll with it. I've got a group project tommorrow I def. have started doing much of my part. I'm supposed to talk about the Music Scene in Knoxville for no more than 5 min. Yeah so if I can't do that right now for at least 30 then something is wrong.

I'm currently listening to Aqualung, british piano rock stuff. I like it. It's chillax. I'm aslo listening to Huey Lewis and the News, Phil Collins, and Eddie Money. I like 80s pop-rock, not because its trendy to like 80spop-rock, but because 80s pop-rock albeit over the top at times is really catchy and relaxing. It's also carefree and a bit of a palet cleanser after listening to rock and roll so much.

Oh yeah, Ryan and Samantha got engaged. Crazy, I also saw this girl who I used to write songs about the other night. It was a little akward. Anyway I've written enough for now, I'm going to play my new sweet guitar.

Zac

Rock Fest

You know what I hate? Sloppy drunks, I just hate them. I can't stand it, and it's like they don't even care. It's low class. Just to clarify I'm talking about the people who get really loud and obnouxious when they are drunk. I won't name any of their names. On the other hand I have no problem at all with cool drunks, for instance my friends Jeff, Cameron, and Brad. All cool drunks, when they get drunk all they do is talk your ear off and laugh a lot. They don't scream or act like fucking idiots because they've got some alcohol in them.
I also hate pseudo-todds with acoustic guitars who think that they are cool. Along with that I hate stacys who worship said pseudo todds.
We played a show the other night at Java with My Lost Cause. I straight up fell down, like had a total wipe out. It was terrible, but I recovered well, my amp is permanatly scarred though. MLC rocked it and we played well minus a bunch of little crap that kept making me mad, like getting shocked from the mic, not being able to hear anything, my guitar feeding back, the fall etc.
I'm def. listening to Huey Lewis and the News. It's bed time I've got to bull shit some crap for a group project in the morning.

Money, Money, RAIN

So I bought a guitar yesterday, which translates to I spent to much damn money. Oh well, I'm to young and life's to short to worry about that crap. It's raining like crazy, CRAZY.

Why the fuck did I just make one of these damn things that I'll never use?

Why, the fuck did I just make one of these damn blogs that I know I'm never going to use. Oh wait I know, because I really dont want to do my fucking school work. I think I'm just going to post here when I get really pissed off and need to use the word fuck a whole bunch.