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Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Belated July 4th (Total) Recall [Part 3]

FINALLY: The actual 4th day of July had arrived.

(The 2 days leading up to this day, not covered in this post, will remain that way.)

We awoke during the late morning/early afternoon in a NUTZ daze. Almost everything was in shambles and out of control. Doug, Dig[aret], Digerella, Douglita, Fresh, whatever you felt like calling him at this point, was still alive. Thank God.

I honestly don't really, really remember what happened over those 2 days. If I really think about it, then I can remember driving fast and recklessly around downtown Atlanta for a while with the top down and music blasting while crushing brews. I remember running into and catching up with Walter Pickens while Dig, Steph, and I were at lunch at... some pizza place... I forget. That's RANDOM. I DO remember Digga drank an entire pitcher by himself (at about 1:00 pm on a Monday [or Tuesday]).

My company had been calling me all morning/afternoon regarding IT issues, questions, etc. and wondering where I was. I did a good job.

I also remember crashing into a Starbucks around 5:00 pm that afternoon kinda pretty tipsy, pulling out my laptop, and working out some network and website issues while Doug drunk dialed some chick back in Charleston. It was either one of his mom, sister, or sister's chick friend. I know that much.

Let's get back to the morning/afternoon of July 4th. And let's fast forward through that entire day because it was just a freaking awesome nailz raging mess that I'd rather not risk carpal tunnel over.


So we actually make it out (Hnizdor drives [somehow]) to watch fireworks at Lenox and it was righteous. We brought plenty of beer for plenty of reasons. After Lenox we headed down to the Virginia-Highlands area to meet up with some SMOKESHOWS we'd met that afternoon at the pool.

We met them alright at Hand In Hand and the chick Hnize was into was also into him. However, these girls were already with another group of bros that they knew?? WHAT?!?!? Thankfully we overwhelmed those dudes and they ended up leaving us with the chickz. YES.

HOLD UP. Steph and her crew roll up all of a sudden. Dig had been sexting them, unbeknownst to me. Things get weird.

Our chicks leave to go to another VA-Highlands place a couple of blocks down. We meet them there (with our chicks) 15 minutes later. Things get weirder.

For the next 2 hours Dig provokes Hnizdor (continuously throughout the night) to hit on this chick who clearly has a boyfriend. What? Truth. He keeps telling him to "go back and give it another shot, to try harder, to not give up, to persist, to GET IT, to SUCCEED, TO WIN!!!!"

We end up back at our apartment one expensive taxi ride, not paid for by us, around 1:00 a.m. I'd like to say. It's quickly decided that we're going out to the pool. We had some girl come out on her porch at about 1:30 to tell us to STFU. I had to be responsive and productive that morning, so I left Digga, Steph, and Lauren down there at the pool......

Well... This is where things get the MOST WEIRD. Digger Fresh never came back that night/morning DESPITE the door being left unlocked and our apartment fully accessible and able to accommodate...

This kid... THIS KID. SOMEHOW he ended up back at Steph and Lauren's place. "WWHHOOOAAAA.... Dude... You're dating a freaking SMOKESHOW back in Charleston and you've already been going through the Mere Mere incident since you got here 4 days ago!," was all I could think. (This Mere incident was still going on, by the way.)

What a bro, Doug. Somehow you made it back to our apartment. You made it back to safe haven. I was sleeping while Danny and Alex were leaving for work. Danny said Digga was crushing a handle of vodka at 8:30 a.m. when he (Danny) was just about to leave for work. Doug Fresh then had to drive Hnize to his car, which had been left down in the VA-Highlands area...

Doug was NOT GOOD when he got back (and I was finally awake [around 10:30 a.m.]).

To this day we still do not know what happened and went down at the pool and/or at Steph/Lauren's place after I left the pool that night. All of the recounting and memories from everyone (Dig, Steph, Lauren) are unclear, inconsistent, uncertain, gray and the shade hasn't changed since their depositions/interrogations... What really happened?

Friday, June 22, 2012

Self Sufficiency


Twenty days... It's been a while since you wrote something to yourself or anyone else caring to read about you. Let's get it together, Will.

I began moving into Post Brookhaven on June 12th and am still a long way from finishing (for a few reasons). I figure I will slowly, but steadily, be moving/setting up stuff for the next couple of months.

Moving is a big deal, I know. It's time consuming, frustrating, physically and mentally exhausting, interfering, and... NOT costly thanks to the KooKoo Krazy Hut! Dear Sweet KooKoo gave me the green light to squander a delivery truck and van to execute my entire move with. Those vehicles were an unprecedented favor.

Alex, Danny, and I commenced and completed most of our move on the HOT, SUNNY, HUMID (post thunderstorm) afternoon of Tuesday, June 12th. When I say hot and humid... I mean... Yeah... REAL. Overall, it was a great feeling, though.

It's great to be in my own place and in my own room. I finally feel like I have at least a decent amount of control over my life (not withstanding the powers of God, government, laws, and Comcast...). I work from home most days, have an excellent view of one of the pools (a.k.a. chick nest), and free Wi-fi at Starbucks if I need a new scene.

As if timing couldn't be better (considering the extra expenses and stress) my boss/business partner worked out a nice raise for me. I'm slightly more relaxed about buying a car now. Thank God.

So much more has happened that I need to fill myself/y'all in on... It's real juicy stuff, too, which makes it that much worse to have to wait for. Damn...

How do you gauge fortune? With: luck, good will, hard work, light spirits, easy looks, education, drive/motivation/determination (all same thing to me), and/or patience?

What makes you feel like you deserve or don't deserve something? Throw out deserve and switch it up with earned. Throw out both of those terms. They both have negative connotations. What have you BUILT for yourself?

Friday, June 01, 2012

Thoughts & Reflections

(More) strange days these are. <-- That's how Yoda would put it.

The world hasn't ended, but all the news makes me feel like it's going to sometime soon. I think that's just society and its current swing being built through the past couple of decades. 2 decades. Wow. You want to think that's a long time for some topic to be at hand, but it isn't. We think it is because 2 decades is probably one quarter of our lives.

The earth has been around for billions of years and has endured a whole hell of a lot. There's no reason it should end anytime soon. Just think: the earth was a hot molten piece of crap at one point. I doubt, at least at our "level", that we can affect the earth enough to fall into catastrophe. Throw us the worst hurricanes, volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, tidal waves, etc. Those catastrophes are nothing compared to a collapse of our atmosphere and the protection it gives us (and those events shouldn't even get close to destroying our atmosphere).

The fact that I'm writing about this would lead you to believe (yep you guessed it): I'm slightly weirded out and uncomfortable about the whole thought and "movement".

Touche Earth. Keep it up.

I'm concerned and conscious about factors influencing my: health, physical ability, energy, mental state and outlook, preparedness, knowledge, utility, and motivation.

Every day I think about and pray for my friends, family, and myself. I like it and it gives me a good feeling and a renewed outlook on life.

What is it that I'm here to bring to you? I have a feeling.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Wedding Weekend Extravanganza

It's been 2 weeks since my last (pretty calm, maybe mundane) post. Wow. I promise to make it up.

A lot has happened and changed since 2 weeks ago. You might be surprised. Fortunately they’ve all been mental and psychological, nothing physical (although I feel like I should have gained 4 pounds).

Work has been very dynamic, fast paced, and fun.

The KooKoo Krazy Hut is always a trip. The drama is more than worth writing home about if you pay attention. I hope Aleks did so her parents were, at the least, somewhat prepared. If not, then she’s back home in Bulgaria now and has likely shared every bit of gossip she gathered from The Kook with them (and I’m sure it’s the most entertainment they’ve had in a while). [Aleks will hopefully be back in the Fall. BTW: Congratulations being accepted to KSU for their IB Masters program.]

I can’t talk much further on this topic via this post, but I’ll write another, (much) more private post that really gets into all the dirty, juicy gossip that’s been going DOWN at The Kook. Look forward to it. In fact, I can’t wait! You certain special people will get an invite that’ll be dripping with “got to know.” :)

Will Voegeli, Natalie Thon, Kevin Crosby
Aside from work at The Kook, Good ole Joe and I have been doing some good, fun stuff with our new business, WebACiti.

We now have a few clients and have been meeting with several other potentials. It’s awesome. It feels really good to:

#1: Love what you do on the daily

#2: Make other people (who don’t know how to [nor have an interest in] what you do) excited, happy, and thankful for what you’ve done for their company

#3: Pay yourself

This past weekend was almost too much.

Kristen Bouck married Huie Myers this past Saturday afternoon. The wedding was beautiful and great. It was held at Christ The King, just south of Buckhead. Holy matrimony began to go down at 2:00 and the reception wasn't until 6:00… The reception was to be held at Greystone in Piedmont Park (the place on the pond in the middle of the park)… So what do us Blessed Trinity alumni do in between? Halftime!

Kevin Crosby, Tyler Hein, Natalie Thon, Colleen Hein, Keelin Kasperzack, Lauren Guillen, Alex Thon, Danny Guigou, Laura Beauchamp, and probably a couple others I just FORGOT about decided to be pretty lame at Park Tavern inside that cave they have for about 1.5 hours. Fortunately we got ourselves out after a few drinks and took a stand on The Hill overlooking the Main Grass of Piedmont Park where the Battle of Piedmont took its course. We reflected on and joked about the past. Damn, Blessed Trinity had (and has) maybe too many characters... That’s what makes BT so great, though!

Blessed Trinity Alumni

Never. Did. I. Think. I’d end up being lucky enough to have a group of friends that exhibited this (sheer) level of Classy Citizen. Model Citizen even… Wow. T*#t Shots?! Bravo gang.

I think we showed up and represented Kristen and Huie’s wedding like pros…

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Saturday Night Shake-Up

I swear to you the best thoughts come at the most inconvenient times to write them down. That's what I'm trying to do right now and, literally, since I picked up my phone and stopped "relaxing" everything went shadowed.

I'm on the sidewalk outside of Loco's in Alpharetta sitting back (relaxing) with a beer while I watch the rain come down. The street lights make for a nice contrast and intermediary for the black sky and clear/white rain.

The band is great.

"It's been too long since I felt this vibe." At that moment I realized it's been since college that I chilled in this atmosphere. Wow. Then I realized how long it's been since I graduated college (and really floored myself).

I thought about the past 2.5 years since I lived the college dream.

My life has been an amazing 25 years. The past 12 years have been unbelievably amazing. I almost don't feel like like I deserve any more, BUT I KNOW I DO.

I can't thank God enough for the past 2.5 years though (and my entire life.) For the longest time I never thought I'd live to see the age of 21, then that came and I never thought I'd see 22. Now I'm coming on 26... "Long term stuff" is creeping up on my mind.

I've always felt the obligation and enjoyment of producing a "William Henry Voegeli IV". Looking at these life analytics, that might some done happen for me (and whoever the lucky lady is)!