clarification.

So first and foremost, i must share my elation at my first ever comment. To this mystery man (or very well informed sporting woman) thank you my day was absolutely made / ruined because now the onus (is that a word) is on me to be clever to keep the reader(s??) coming back for more.

I’m still smoothing out the direction of this blog, hopefully it will be the ever running story of my adventure and musings whilst living my post-college life (not that i’ve been suddenly thrust into this life, i guess this could be my post-post-college life) in Houston working for the small oil company you’ve probably never heard of, Exxon Mobil. I’m hoping this to be less of “here’s what i did today” or “here’s what i’m feeling” because those kind of blogs never work, at least for me. 

I’m thinking, reviews of things i experience (restaurants, movies, books, funerals, etc) along with funny things i experience (such as my drug test coming up tomorrow) and other random musings (that appears to be my “word of the current post”).

Basically this post should’ve come first, but you know the first shall be last and the last shall be first. 

colbie and randoms.

First off, this thing is about to start picking up steam. Its one of those things i can just feel. I haven’t done quite the advertising like i did for my kansas city blog, but i’m sure that will change once the powers that be (in this case the mother figure in my life) finds out about this.

In a previous post, i mentioned one of the criterion for the best summer ever (which the jury is still out on) was number of hours spent at the lake. I have been faithful in my efforts to get on the lake as much as possible. Many thanks to my sister and Jared for not only purchasing a boat, but for having an amazingly open schedule full of not working, and to the many people in my life whose parents apparently make much larger sums of money than mine and have lakehouses scattered among the central Texas area. This is not me bragging that i am on a lake more then you (a very bold assumption on my part that anyone will ever read this, completely coming back on my opening paragraph of “gaining steam”), but rather pointing out how terrible i am at water sports. In fact, i’m going to go ahead and open this up to all “board” sports, because if i said i was poor at wakeboarding but failed to include skateboarding and snowboarding that i wouldn’t be giving you the reader a complete picture of my ineptitude. Needless to say, i am never comfortable with my feet strapped in to a board, bound to something i have to rely completely on balance with a face-plant looming if i ever dare to explore my “toe-side”. I’m beginning to think a change of the criteria is in order, as all i ever get on the lake is peer-pressure to attempt wakeboarding, and the slap in the face that i’m in fact not getting better.

 

And now we will go into “catch you up on random things” blog mode.

-Colbie Caillat-

First, while re-discovering colbie caillat, i discovered a few things. 1) She kindly posts her tabs at cobliecaillat.blogspot.com (i wonder if wordpress is going to let me post a blogspot address). 2) SHE IS 22 YEARS OLD. okay so that second fact absolutely blew my mind. I’m older then her, (well technically we’re both 22 but i’m assuming she just turned 22 and i am turning 23 later this year) and yet would never, EVER approach her. How the HECK is she my age? I’m literally dumbfounded.

-NBA Draft-

Didn’t actually get to watch much of it, i left after the second pick and didn’t get back to a tv until the 45th pick. So yes i missed the Spurs drafting George Hill, which i still don’t  understand. With so many apparent needs i’m just not sure about this guy. We desperately needed to get younger and more athletic (how about someone who can actually dunk?) on the wings, oh and a backup big man (a Carl Landry type, someone who doesn’t mind out jumping people and getting their hands dirty) so we don’t have to bring Robert Horry (or at least the artist formerly known as Robert Horry) into the game. 

Another note: How did portland walk away with Bayless? They are turning into that team that i’m going to hate because they’re going to be so good in about 2 years.

Finally: Russel Westbrook is overrated. When people describe you as “could be a rajon rondo type”, and intend it as a compliment, you know somethings wrong. Rajon Rondo, is such a bad shooter that people in the SEC didn’t even bother guarding him. How many teams in the west would he start for? 5? if that?

 

-Reviews-

Randomly i got the opportunity to spend the weekend in marble falls, and eat at the famed bluebonnet cafe. This is the famed cafe in marble falls, and it lived up to all the hype. First, they served breakfast all day, which is something i appreciate because i love breakfast foods. I really think mcdonalds and whataburger could learn from jack in the box and serve their delicious breakfast treats at all times during the day. In fact, the mcdonalds on MLK doesn’t start serving breakfast until 3am!!! They’re really failing to tap into the drunk eating market that taco cabana has apparently cornered (they even have a security guard in the store!). So anyhow, Bluebonnet Cafe hit a homerun with the omelette i ordered, a lot of food for a fair price and the most amazing pie (its actually what they’re known for). 

 

-Wanted-

If the main point of a movie is assassins, then you can be assured i will see it. Visually, wanted did some great things (thank you Matrix) and delivered great effects. The whole time i was thinking they were trying to be too much like the movie fight club (not in the story, but in the delivery of the story) and i dont think thats the route i would’ve taken. Also, the loom? Are you serious? Fate of the loom? Fruit of the loom. Overall, it did exactly what is was supposed to do, and that was to entertain me with some sweet killing. The Dark Knight trailer during the previews really helped. Makes me think, is the Dark Knight going to be the only movie this summer that i can be guaranteed that the previews won’t be better then the movie i’m actually seeing? Another pickle i am in, do i go see the dark knight at midnight when it opens or wait to see it at the imax? Ahh these are the things that plague me.

 

well hopefully you were entertained by this post, hopefully i’ll pick up the pace on my posting.

back from camp.

back from camp. maybe a post on this later. probably not.

After the two 20 hour bus rides, i’ve decided i will never ride on a bus for more then 4 hours ever again in my life. I can’t seem to fall asleep on the bus, though the good thing about this bus ride was that i had more control over the movies that we watched (one of the many benefits of being a leader, another of which was not giving up my electronics (though i didnt use them)). The benefit of being on the movie selection committee was far outweighed by the fact i couldn’t sleep and felt like i was rotting in my own stench for most of the ride. Mmmm isn’t that a fun visual for you.

 

Camp did help me start breaking a crutch in my life, and that crutch was my dependency on diet coke. I haven’t had a diet coke since last saturday. This is an amazing feat mainly because i feel like i had diet coke (really any diet soda, i’m not a coke brand loyalist) in my veins. A week without it (due to 2 factors: 1)the need to drink water to stave off altitude sickness(though i failed and resorted to my childrens motrin on more then 1 occasion), and 2) i’m a cheap-o and didn’t feel like paying) and i still feel like i haven’t completely cleansed my body (kidney) of the juice (diet coke). 

I’m not proclaiming to be freed of dc’s hold on me, but i’m at 9 days and counting.

 

On a side note: My mom beat me in Wii bowling 2 games in a row, i’ve never been more embarrassed.

 

Criteria for best summer ever pt.1 – an introduction of the criterion

Yes i know, 2 posts in a matter of hours. With the whole crooked creek thing looming (don’t think i should use the word looming because i am excited to go), meaning no computer, no xbox (well actually it would be no xbox anyway because of the 3 red light error, i was young and stupid and thought my xbox was immortal then BAM! stopped working, sad day but fortunately microsoft is kindly footing the bill to reunite me and my long lost love, to the chigrin of the people living in the house that contains the couch i am sleeping on (basically i’m homeless, a nomad really traveling from house to house searching for an open couch with the super duper fall back plan of sleeping in round rock, hoping to not pay a dime of rent this summer before my move to houston (which won’t be official until i join the “houston,tx” facebook network, oh what a miserable day that will be for my heart))), no ipod (not that i listen to them all that much), no lake (that part actually bothers me) for a week or so. I’m not so attached to the computer that i’m going into any sort of shock or anything, this place will be freakin’ amazing, i’m just merely explaining why i’m getting 2 posts outta the way (because i can’t post all week).

 

As i go further and further into summer, i’ll be adding more criteria and hopefully developing a running list of my personal criteria to the greatest summer matt adams (thats me!) has ever known.

 

1. # of hours spent on lake – this is a NO BRAINER. Honestly i would take lake over ocean, mainly because the ocean has sharks that feed on the blood of humans. That’s not the reason but in all seriousness, the lake is one of my favorite places. Everything is better by a lake, including but not limited too sleeping, playing cards, hanging out, eating, etc etc i think you get the idea. I might name my first son Lake Adams (eh not unique enough, L4ke Adams? L8ke Adams? D’Lake Adams? I’m still working on this).

 

2. # of plane trips – This does not necessarily mean commercial flights, this means flights with devin voelter to the great unknowns of Texas such as llano to eat coopers bbq (THATS A FREAKIN CHECK). The coolest thing about flying with devin (besides the whole flying thing) is that he has conversations over the radio completely in numbers. Its like i’m using my puzzle solving skills acquired from watching National Treasure 2 everytime he talks to the tower. 

 

3. # of shirts made – The one i’m really wanting to make, which WILL happen when i get back from camp is “Summer is better then not summer”. Yep its happening.

4.# of new restaurants tried in austin – This should be a post or a list all on its own. This week i knocked off Zocala (the place next door to Galaxy Cafe, owned by the same people).

5. # of Imaxes Seen – i still want to see dolphins and whales

6. # of movies seen at midnight premier – duh.

7. # of sno beach consumed – i should make it my goal to try every flavor at sno beach, however i’ve encountered a slight problem of “i only get wedding cake with cream”. That problem has put a slight dent in my ability to try other flavors.

8.# of hours spent playing volleyball – The only problem with this is i have written playing 6 vs 6 as an acceptable form of volleyball. I’m going to call that sitball or something like that, because i can sit in the sand during the game and the team will not face consequences as there are already too many people on the court.

 

That’s all i have for now, more to come later.

No Its not porn-dilly

I stared at a computer screen for what felt like a long time (which for you average folk might be 15 minutes, no no no we’re actually talking a long time here, at least 16-17 mins) trying to decide what direction i wanted my blog to head. I made a decision to leave the google controlled blogspot, undoubtfully severing the remaining strands of friendship with Brittany Bohnet, and probably am receiving menacing glares from the entire san fran crew (you know who you are, and you don’t read this yet so i’m actually not worried about the hating me for turning my back on google, it could be worse, i could be writing this from a *gasp* windows pc and not the trusty imac that my father uses purely for movies (its good to be the king i guess)).

so goodbye blogspot, hello much cooler wordpress. All credit is due to Billy Seuss, his blog billyseuss.wordpress.com (amazingly all forms of my name were once again taken, if i ever do have kids i promise to name them something so ridiculously unique that they will be guaranteed to be able to register as their name for anything web related, matt adams just isn’t cutting it) is quite the heavy read (think cs lewis) but i guess thats to be expected from seminary goers and (cue the drumroll) NWA staff guys! Just when you thought northwest austin couldn’t get any better, they hand us the epitome of younglife in billy seuss. He fits every major stereotype of younglife, but it’s still my belief that younglife molded itself around him, taking on his chaco-wearing, facial hair growin, frisbee throwin, cliff jumpin, nalgene (hopefully the cancer free variety) drinkin, people lovin, doesn’t seem to ever be wearing a shirt ways and tried to adopt them as their own. I would completely believe that. Like i said, he’s the epitome of every younglife stereotype and its a good thing. Even though i might be the least qualified person to determine who would be a good fit (okay so i could probably weed satan out of the running if he applied for the position) i do give him a ringing endorsement. 

In my last tangible summer for the forseeable future (as in 40 years barring a few things, un-employment, getting really really really rich, mega career shift into which i suddenly teach, or Jesus Returning) i’m going to try and do a few things, the first being have the summer the best summer of my life (looking back on things, this not only seems possible, but quite frankly probable, and no matter what happens will rank 239048203943 places ahead of last summers imprisonment in kansas city, where coincidentally i started the first blog and had a small army of readers in 68 different countries), and there is no number 2. Number 2 was going to be like “eat at all the cool restaurants in austin i haven’t tried before” but i think that’s just a part of an ever growing attempt to cross number 1 off the list.

It could’ve been something like “grow a ferocious beard”, but those just itch. I don’t think a perpetual itch of the neck region will help me to obtain number 1, and the first rule of number 2 is that it must in no way harm the completion of #1 (is this starting to sound like i-robot to anyone else?).

Tomorrow, well later today (actually this thing has an autosaver clock saying 5:51 am??? what the heck, is wordpress from england? I knew i loved wordpress more, the english do everything better.) we (younglife leaders plus 100 or so hormone driven crazy monguls also known as high school kids) embark to crooked creek. This will be my first camp experience, and was just told that we are to be “OH BOY” leaders the entire time. Being an “OH BOY” leader isn’t my forte persay, (apparently persay isn’t not a word, i’m getting owned by the red underline on about half this post) but i think i can make it happen? In any event, i’m supposed to bring dvd’s for the bus ride there (we switched bus companies, rumor has it, the buses will actually be on time, a first in the history of all of younglife) so obviously we will be watching hook, can’t hardly wait, and seven the entire time. Seven seems like an appropriate movie for a younglife bus trip right? Nothing like the seven deadly sins of the bible to mortify kids (and probably leaders alike) before camp. I’ll be that most of them haven’t even seen it, making the effect 100x more hilarious. Did i really just say hilarious? 

 

I’m clearly just getting back into this blog thing so i need to be careful about typing what i think all the time, because i forget people will (hopefully, one day) read this.