Saturday, January 14, 2012

Getting there. Where? Here?


Wait. Where am I? This isn’t PSA Blog nor is is N00b Doodle. AHHHHH I’m confused.

OH .. OK .. Got it now.

THIS IS MY BLOGGER ACCOUNT!

This will be my primary, bullshit blog. I will post normal stuff that’s on my mind every day on HERE. Same rules from last two posts apply. I’ll try and pull some blogs over here from PSA Blog to make sure those do not go unread. Not that this will be read much though lol.

For those of you who would wanna read any articles or anything that will be of MAJOR significance, check out www.n00bdoodle.com .

I’ll clean this up a little more in the coming months, but most my attention will be placed over at the Doodle.
This blog will also be the one attached to my online portfolio that will be up at www.psainc.me .The goal is to have that completed by April 1st. It will contain a link to this as well as my professional background and info.

Until next time, stay classy internet.

B

Comics, Scantily Clad Women, and a Possible Broken Finger


Originally posted on psablog.me on 3/26/11

The Overland Park International Trade Center was overrun with thousands of comic books, hundreds of people, and a lot of chicks in revealing outfits.  Unfortunately, a lot of the latter should not have been allowed to even look at the stuff they were wearing, let alone OWN it. But for Ryan and I, it was a nice primer for the San Diego Comic Con this July.

While not all of the people scenery was that great to take in, the prints, drawings, and other items on display from the artists on hand, were awesome.  To be honest if I lived closer, I would totally go back tomorrow.



I will admit I did lead my party astray on the trip to the con.  Myself, Ryan and his lovely girlfriend initially went to the Overland Park Convention Center, solely off the fact that that is where I THOUGHT the website said it was. Alas, I was wrong.

Having to listen to Ryan point out it was my fault wasn’t the most embarrassing part of the gaffe either.  It was me possibly, maybe, sorta breaking/fracturing/injuring my middle finger on my right hand, that wins that award.  See, I was TRYING to be nice and get the door as we walked in but I had two problems.  The first was the door not being quite as heavy as I thought it was.  The second problem being the large brick wall that restricted how far the door could actually open. Take 1 + 2, and throw in my hand firmly gripping the door handle.  Middle. Finger. Samich… FML! YEAH!

While there I got to meet the folks at Jackalope Radio, and hang out with Brad Westmar.  Mr Westmar and I took in the fabulous entertainment that is The Damsels of Dorkington!  If you find these people anywhere NEAR where you are… GO SEE THEM!

Now it is time to hang out with my gorgeous wife, and maybe play some MLB ’11: The Show.

-B

Let's Clear the Air


Originally posted on psablog.me on 9/22/11

I still need to write my blog about why I would dump my wife and marry twitter if It was a real person.  In the mean time I feel the need this evening to talk about … well to talk about me.

I hope all of my twitter followers and Facebook friends are reading this right now. Anyone who knows me should read this to grasp who I am as a person. I hope I don’t lose any of you from it either, just being honest. If I do though, then it obviously wasn’t going to work in the long run anyways.

I’m not like most people. I’m an anomaly to say the least.  A long time ago I decided it would be better for not only me but everyone I came across to research things before I open my mouth about them. Also it seemed wise to only form an opinion after taking both sides into consideration. As I get ready to turn 30 in the next year, I can’t help but think to myself… why am I the only person who does this? Also, why am I the only person who chooses to respect other people choices, even if they don’t align with my own?

So I’ve decided to just clear the air on who I am and where I stand. Below is the only time I will ever state where I stand on controversial issues. So bookmark it, keep it in a safe place and tell your grand kids grandkids that “I remember when he said this….” Or just flame me for it.  I will NOT reply to flames. This will also be the only time politics or religion will make an appearance in anything I blog about.

Politics – I hate to say I’m in any one party but my core beliefs lean towards Republican.  I voted for Bush… twice. I also voted for Obama because I thought he would make the better President over McCain. I still feel that way. Will I vote for him again? EH that’s tough… unfortunately I don’t like any candidates on either side (even if the Dem’s replaced Obama as theirs)

Religion – I believe there is a God. I have my reasons for that. Those reasons are known to me alone. If you ever make me feel you won’t judge and be harsh or placate or disrespect me, I would gladly give you more insight. But that more than likely would never happen. No offense.

Abortion – I think it’s stupid. I thought this even before being a parent. Your making the choice as to if someone else lives or dies. Not your choice to make.  Now that I’ve said that.. There are places where I can ALMOST justify it.. mainly in the case of rape but also in terms of endangerment of life. Either for yourself or the baby or both.  (Even then I think you should let nature take it’s course)

Homosexuality – I’ve never publicly stated my stance on this. This will be controversial I’m sure.. but get the hell over it. I don’t believe there is such a thing as being “born gay”. Spending your whole life only being with the same sex is a choice (my opinion). Having said that though, I don’t think people should be persecuted just for loving someone of the same sex.  We are all human’s and are all susceptible to love.  Just because a woman falls in love with a woman or a man falls in love with a man, doesn’t mean they are only meant to love that one sex.  When someone finds the one they love, there are no boundaries. Race, sex, creed are all thrown out the window.  Just because a man finds other men more attractive, dosnt mean he’s only attracted to ther men, just that they havnt found a woman that meets the right criteria. That dosnt mean he’s MEANT to be with a woman. Just means there hasn’t been one. I personally find women attractive, and am lucky enough to have found the love of my life.  If I choose to stay single, I’m sure that some day (and as long as I kept my mind open) I would have fallen in love with a man had he been the right one.  Our minds don’t choose who we love, our hearts do.

Racism – It’s stupid people. Get the hell over it. But on the flip side.. Don’t use it as a crutch. Just because you’re in the minority doesn’t give you the right to play “poor pitiful me”. Suck it up, and show everyone they are wrong.

The Words Gay or Fag – Has never in the history of the words meant HOMOSEXUAL. I use the words a lot… has NOTHING to do with them. If you don’t like being called happy or a French cigarette… well then I’m sorry. If anything the world homo and homosexual should be more offensive.

Death Penalty – Eye for an Eye… I’m for it.  The only part of the entire justice system in my opinion that works and makes people pay for the crimes they commit. No, killing someone who killed someone does not bring back the lost loved ones. Neither does giving them free room and bored with access to drugs and all sorts of shit they should loose the right to for being a fucking idiot.

Music – Music is awesome.. ALL music. Just because someone dosnt like something you do or vice versa, dosnt make it stupid, it’s just not something you or they understand.

“Im this way because of how I was raised” – I call bullshit. That only goes as far as you no longer being in the environment that was causing the issues. Once you’re an adult, you own up and take responsibility. Everyone can change … EVERYONE! Weakness is all in the mind. Everyone has the strength and ability and the courage to change what’s wrong in their life, it’s up to them to use it. “You’re never given a dream, without also being given the power to make it come true.”

So…. Do any of you agree with me on this stuff? More than likely not… does that make me a horrible person that should be persecuted, just because I don’t share in your beliefs and opinions? I don’t think so. Unfortunately society deems anything not status quo to be wrong and should be eradicated. If that’s the case with me.. do it and get it done. I have a life to live and I don’t want you interfering with it.

Music and I


Originally post at psablog.me on 8/23/11

This started as a simple relpy to JFish’s post over at Chives about Hip-Hop/Rap, but then mutated and I decided to just write a music blog. Check out Fish’s blog over at Chives HERE

I'm a white kid who grew up (younger years) in California. Then spent my Jr High/ High School years in a uptight, snobish midwest suburb.

While in California (ages 2-11), I listened to anything and everything. I was a fan of New Kids, Paula Abdul, Michael Jackson and anything that was relevant at the time. The most out there thing I ever listened to during this time of my life was Ugly Kid Joe’s “Everything About You”.  It was something I heard on one of my brother’s old cassettes. I also listened to some Van Halen cassettes he had, but at the time wasn’t able to get into it.

My father listened to a lot of Country and Motown.  I loved Motown.  He had won a couple cassette tapes from a local station.  I would listen to those over and over again.  I loved the sound and rhythm. But it wasn’t until I heard Garth Brooks’ “Rodeo” that I payed any attention to Country music. That was mainly because it sounded NOTHING like the country music my dad listened to. My father, however, wanted to promote me listening to country in any way possible, so Garth Brooks- Ropin’ the Wind cassette was the first country music I ever owned.

My mother’s musical influence on me was that of the Eagles, The Monkeys, and basically anything recorded in the 70’s. Of these, at this point in my life, I loved the Monkey’s the most.

After moving back to Missouri, following my dad's death, I started listening to Country more. My dad had always tried to get me to listen to it, as it was what he liked the most.  Other than Garth Brooks, i was never willing to give a chance. After his passing, it became my way of trying to remember him. At 11, it was the best thing I could think of.

At the time, I became a huge fan of mainstream country music. (I was young, shut it). Garth Brooks would become my equivalent of The Beatles for most people. Growing up with little to no friends, in a place where I had nothing in common with people my age, I found his music as a way to deal with any and all hardships I faced growing up. This was when I started liking music more for the lyrical part more than just liking something that seemed catchy.

Around half way through high school (‘97/’98) I started noticing how Country music worked, and began to hate anything Nashville was churning out to appease the mass of soccer mom’s that had become its core audience.  This was the time I discovered Johnny Cash, and Waylon Jennings.  I found a lot of my father’s old music and began to see the vast difference in the country of today, and the stuff that had meaning to it. This was also the time I started branching out even more.

This was also around the time I started searching out God and other aspects of religion. I started listening to various Christian rock artists. DC Talk, Carmen and others found ways to make awesome music. Honestly, even though their music is about God, I found that if you listen to it with an open mind, you can appreciate it, and even completely remove the idea of God from the songs.  But that’s not what I did. I just found it easy to do.  The music itself is a big reason for my religious beliefs. But as a rule, I will not discuss those on any open forum.

Growing up without any real male guidance (hell who am I kidding.. ANY GUIDANCE) I found music as the source of dealing with life.  I became a huge fan of acts like KoRn, Limp Bizkit, Kid Rock and Metalica.  In my mind there’s no real difference between the music these acts produced early in their career, then that of a lot of Hank Williams Sr. songs or Outlaw country, other than the beat of the music.
My introduction into Hip-hop was 2Pac in the mid 90's with All Eyez on Me. AYoM was huge for me.  See even if an artist means to mean one thing with a song, it’s what inside the listener that interprets it. And while I sure as hell had NOTHING in common with TuPac, his music had hidden meanings in it that hit me hard. Early Dre, and Snoop also found it’s way to have meaning to me. Guys who were bound and determined to change themselves and be better, and tell the world to shove it.

It wasn’t until The Slim Shady LP, that I really got engrossed in the genre.  It had nothing to do with that he was white, but everything to do with the fact he was rapping about shit I though on a constant basis. To me good music is music that kicks you in the fucking nuts and then hands you the ice pack to make it feel better. Makes you think about who you are as a person. Eminem did that for me.

But Eminem also showed me how many different types of rapping there is. Not only in the way a rhyme is constructed, but how it’s put with the music. It was this that made me pay more attention to songs from other genres to see how it was constructed and put together. I started getting into the production side of a song.

Unfortunately, aside from Nelly’s first CD, Drake’s CD, and some random Lil Wayne thrown in… I’ve found few hip-hop or rap that has been able to grab me.  I do have a fondness for some Tech N9ne every once in awhile, but I think that’s mostly because he’s a local guy and I want him to succeed.

My biggest beef with most Hip-Hop is the “I’m better than you” mentality that most of the artists have. I don’t give shit what you own, or how much dope you fucking do in the morning, or how many hookers you do it off of. I also don’t want to hear about you being able to beat the hell out of me. I’m sure you could.. I’m fat and unless it has anything to do with my wife, kid or family and friends.. Fairly un-motivated.

What I want to hear, is how you got to that point in your life. Tell me about the shit that 90% of the world fights through to become somebody. That’s the stuff I like. That is also what I think draws me to acts like Eminem, or Drake.

As I sit here now, listening to Rage Against the Machine-Evil Empire for the first time since high school, it’s all of these things that will affect the review I write for it. And to be honest.. my opinion of this album has greatly changed since I last heard it.  Some good, some bad. That interests me. A Lot.