Block Island Wrap-Up

You know what... The World, a.k.a., The Internet, just moves, shakes, and changes too damn much these days. It becomes pretty tough to keep up with at times. That sounded like a complaint, I know, but it wasn't. Believe me. It's fun stuff and keeps me on top of my virtual game.

Beach Stairs

My intention, this evening, is to finish my last post about Block Island. We'll soon read how that goes over.

Block Island Aerial

In a nutshell: Block Island was a whole new experience. The (whole) island was powered by diesel generators, was loaded with hot foreign AND local girls, and had minimal law enforcement. Additionally, my visit was also spoiled with amazing weather, a great fishing charter, memorable kayaking, some drama, and a nearly unbelievable mix of a 1910 and 2010 living experience.

I'm not kidding. This property was amazing (not to mention the entire island). There's so much damn historical stuff on this island. It's mind blowing. Apparently it was discovered/founded by some whalers way back in the 1800s... I stayed in a house that was built in the 1800s and, considering 200 years of existence, had very few changes made to it. I showered outside in the yard... Every day... Naked... That's just how it was done.

Kitchen Stairs

It wasn't awkward until Alex's grandmother was doing "gardening stuff" around the property and the lawn service crew started grooming the premises of the house. I was stuck between covering my genitals and just continuing to shower. I did a combination of both. Nobody seemed to care...

Block Island Whaler House

Alex's little brother's girlfriend was pretty hot. So yeah.

Block Island turned out to be one of the most unique trips I've ever taken. It hosted a combination of attributes that I'd never really experienced until that time.



Next up... Los Angeles with Jennifer (Yinny) Rudolf and Joe Mediate!!

It's December 1st, 2012

It's actually December 4th, 2012 now... How creepy is it that Christmas actually goes down at the end of this month?! I haven't done any shopping or whatnot and what's worse is that I've only mildly given the whole concept a thought. I've been thinking I might just tell my parents and brothers (and other certain special people) that I don't want anything because I don't plan on getting them anything, so we'll just call it even.

See, the thing is that I'm still focused on how awesome this past summer was and that's what I'm going to write more about right now. At this rate I'll be on schedule for a "Christmas In September."

I left off with the wild visit to D.C. in early August. The next trip was most definitely a change of scene. Later in August I found myself landing in Providence, Rhode Island. I was on a journey to see what Block Island was all about.

Block Island is this island that looks kind of like a weird four sided, more-or-less, island (at least from an airplane). It's been chilling about + or - 10 miles off the cost of Rhode Island for quite a while now. How do I know this? I know this for two reasons:

•  I remember the ferry boat captain announcing on the intercom that the boat ride was going to cover some number of miles and take 1 hour and 15 minutes.
•  I saw and read about some really old mansions and hotels and historical stuff that led me to believe the island had been chilling there for a pretty damn long time (like definitely before my grandparents were born).

Let me take a real quick step back to clarify why the heck this was my first time ever up in this "New England" region of our great country. My friend and current roommate, Alex Hnizdor, has a pair of grandparents that have some property and houses and vacation on this island during the summer months of the year. (Their main stay is further north up in New Hampshire I think.) Since college Alex had been trying to set up a trip to Block Island (this is a beautiful website the island has) and it finally became a reality this past August.

So this island turns out to be awesome...

Quick side note: My boss kind of flipped out a couple of weeks prior to my departure when I told him I was going to Block Island over so-and-so dates in August. He's from Connecticut and practically went nuts talking about how awesome this Block Island was during the middle of August (because all of the young peeps/chicks come over during that time). From the way he was talking and the look on his face (for several days) I'm almost certain he actually, really, honestly wanted to join in on the action and rage with us, but the guy DOES have a wife and 3 children...

This damn island turns out to be so incredibly unique. It was really freaking old overall, but new in the moment/at the time/in the season I was there. It had an amazing rustic, chill, quiet, secluded feel with tons of history, but the people on the island at the time were there to have a damn good time and that added an entirely awesome contrast.

Alex's grandparents were totally awesome, too. These two people were "older," but knew exactly what the deal was for bros our age... They did not want to disappoint and had prepared well.

Dammit. I'm going to have to leave this story here for now. I just realized (not saw, realized; I saw half an hour ago, but didn't realize) what time it is. There's a lot more that needs some undivided attention tonight before I get my beauty rest.

It's Been A While

I was watching Deep Impact when I started writing this blog about a month ago. I knew the title and remember watching it, but couldn't remember when I saw it or what it was about. My first thought was a porn film, but I can see now that's incorrect. It's about a "comet" that's scheduled to end it all.

Now I'm watching Wall Street.

I'm way, way behind on all of this blog stuff. Wow. There is so much I want to talk about. A lot has happened...

We have: visiting Brian Bobb in Washington D.C., checking out Block Island with Alex Hnizdor, hitting up Los Angeles California with Joe and Jen, revisiting Columbia SC for the USC/UGA game, raging in Seaside FL for the first with Megladon for one of her friend's weddings, and all sorts of new, strange experiences around ATL.

The new, seemingly sudden, arrival of Fall 2012 has brought a bitter-sweet feeling. The weather feels amazing, but I'm a little sad Summer 2012 has come to a close. This summer was absolutely great. I couldn't have asked for anything better.

It feels unreal that I'm actually going to see Rob Zombie in concert for the first time ever (at 26 years old). Brian Bobb bought us box floor seats to Zombie's upcoming performance in Atlanta. He's teamed up with Manson (who I saw on my 21st birthday along with Slayer). I had a ticket to see Zombie my freshman year in college and was packed and ready to head to New Orleans on Amtrak in the morning, but damn Katrina had to wreck the place that night and the House of Blues was gone by morning...

Work is very busy, like everyone always says, but it's going great and it's been a lot of fun, as usual. Jen and Lacey are absolute gems. Nobody could ask for better coworkers. Energetic, smart, funny, witty, good looking; What more could one ask for? Thank y'all.

This movie is in its closing, which means the same for me. Good night and good times tomorrow.