A Jack of All Trades

I need change.

I need to work on my time management. I need to put time out for this blog.

I've just been caught up with some current goals of mine -- specifically 'what does it mean to feel strong?' Kinda weird, but I really want to make my body look symmetrical and cut up for some reason.

I've tried to step back and ask myself why. I won't lie -- aesthetics has something to do with it. But I also think it's just another way to improve myself, which is something I've always been up to my whole life for some reason -- I pick up something and I immediately want to become awesome at it. I scour the internet for videos and articles, I read forums about it, I read wiki pages. I learn and adapt super fast, too. I don't know why I do this.

Since I've been living my whole life like this, in all modesty... I've become above average at alot of things, to the point where I'm pretty good.

A jack of all trades.

One thing that bothers me a bit about this, is that there isn't really one thing I am the MASTER of. There isn't one thing that I'm like, "Oh yeah I'm the best in the world at this, hands down. You can't see me, son." You see masters of their craft... Michael Jordan, Bill Gates, Warren Buffet, shit even Kanye West. They found that one thing and they dropped everything for it. They dedicated their night and days to it. Their desire persevered through all obstacles.

It's really inspiring to me.

I'm jealous. I want to find this one thing. I have a couple ideas of what it could be, but we'll see. It's ironic because it fits in with my lifestyle of wanting to latch on and get good at something. Anyway, once I find this thing... it's OVER!

It'll be tough for me to put the video games down though, lol.

Deadpool is filthy.

How you gonna have the moonwalk AND the mean diddy-bop, haters-gon-hate swag?

Kicking Hera's Butt...

...Literally.

I can't stop laughing.

Despicable Me = Super Awesome

Despicable Me made me cry.

Well almost.

Despicable Me's about this guy Gru who's striving to be the best villain in the world. This guy is the ultimate asshole, even more than myself. The thing is, he sucks at being a villain -- he continually gets upstaged by this nerdy dude named Arthur... nah but his name is Vector.

In his journey to usurp Vector from the king-of-villainy throne, he runs into these three little girls from an girl's home. These girls stir up emotions that Gru had buried deep within himself and ends up impacting him tremendously.

NOTE: Agnes is so cute cot damn -- if I have a daughter, she'd be Agnes.

You may think I spoiled the movie, but shut-up-no-I-didn't. The way the movie plays out is really where it shines -- it really took me through the spectrum of emotions. Like it genuinely made me laugh so hard that I drooled myself. I'm not lying. It also made me (almost) cry. Almost because I'm kewl and gangster and all that shit.

Despicable Me = Super Awesome

Plus man the fuckin' minions -- Gru had like 219382090 of them -- these dudes had me DYIN' the whole time.

They speak in just non-sensical blibber-blabber, but you can understand everything they are trying to portray. This blibber-blabber was also super funny to me -- random noises make me laugh hella hard.

I need one or 20 of those dudes.

Despicable Me -- go see it. Take your girlfriend/boyfriend/aunt/uncle/mom/dad/grandma/grandpa/niece/nephew/prostitute/hooker(s). They will enjoy it. I went with my girlfriend and to be honest, I wanted to watch like Toy Story 3 or Inception... but fuck that Despicable Me is what's really good. Thank you GF for taking me!

Yo Lebron...

araabMUZIK wow.

Dude's crazy fast.

I still think HeatMakers are better, but this dude definitely has pure speed. Like how do you even rap on one of these beats? But for real, I bet he never loses chainsaw battles in Gears of War 2. I bet when he plays Metal Gear Solid and gets to the part when Ocelot is torturing Snake, he never loses health.

Damn.

Hoopfest 2010

Just recently got back from Spokompton, home of Hoopfest -- the biggest 3 on 3 contest in the world!!


I didn't really orgasm, but it was pretty damn fun. And I'm not exaggerating about it being the biggest 3 on 3 tourny either. 25,000+ players, 200+ courts. They practically close down all of downtown Spokane for this event.

Driving there was wowie... 5 hours one way. That was probly the most I've ever driven in one sitting -- my ass felt pretty tender *pause*.

To quickly summarize, we fought through the loser's bracket (we lost our second game) and made it to the championship. Only thing is, we fell short there -- I think everybody was super exhausted. I know I was. We had to win practically six games back-to-back just to get to the final game, THEN we had to beat the winner's bracket team twice in a row.

Sucks to have a shirt that says 'Finalist' -- practically first loser -- but hey, we did really well for our first time (that's what they said). I was happy with both my play and my teams play.

Some pictures...

Super tired.

Justin. That's good.

Titus. That's good.

Jordan. That's good.

Arthur. Maaan, you already know that's good.

Best player at Hoopfest.

 
BONUS PICTURE: My ankle that I played 6+ games on because I hurt it early in the tournament.

RANDOM FACT: I played the last six games commando because I forgot to pack underwear and socks -- I'm kewl (and also a dumbass). But damn, when did boxer briefs cost 20 dollars?! And that's for two!! I didn't buy them from Fred Meyer's because wow, thats expensive.

So basically, I was ballin' while my balls were ballin'. Halla.

Blackberry Test

This is a test.

Trying to see if I can post to my blog from my blackberry. Halla.

C'mon son..

Cryin' cuz you met Drake? Can't talk because he is soooo energetic? Your energy levels are too high?

Then the dude talking about how '..it's hard in hip-hop. You gotta have something, and Drake gots it." SMH get outta here lol you just didn't know what to say hahaah

But anyway, I wanna say Happy Father's Day to all the father figures out there and also to all the single mom's having double duty.

This Song is Super Piff

Real cold-hearted O.G.'s listen to this type of music. I'm talking about people with no feelings!

But seriously though, this song is super piff to me -- if I was Kanye West, I'd flip this sample ASAP.

Swag on Ultra High

Video best describes me...

...Syke, but man this had me laughing out loud at him being successful at random ass stuff. Basketball, chess, horseshoes, darts, ping-pong -- this man does it all. Swag on 1 million, trillion, googolplex.

MR. PERFECT, RIP.

Jesus Shuttlesworth

Ray Allen just had the game of his life today.

I thought dude was too old... but man, 8-11 from 3-point land? Shooting over 72%? The only person to shoot 8 three's in a NBA Finals game? More than Michael Jordan?



Ray Ray played the game of his life. 32 points, you kidding me? Made it rain on cats like it his threesome scene in He Got Game. Second leading scorer for the Celtics was Solange with 19 points.

I don't really care who wins, but I have bets riding on the Celts. And if Mr. Shuttlesworth keeps this up, I'ma be stylin' on cats. BELIE DAT PLAYBUOY!

Do I look like a criminal?

I'm a nice guy. I also like to think that I am not an unsavory person -- a good Samaritan if you will.

Wasn't the case last weekend.

Went to get sushi in Canada on Saturday with a few of my friends. I always get an uneasy feeling when crossing the Canadian border. In my head I'm like, "o shit o shit o shit o shit" while my exterior is calm and composed. Answer the questions with a firm, confident voice and boom... your're in all-the-sushi-you-can-cram-into-your-face heaven.

Didn't work this time.

At the end of the conversation, the border patrol guy said, "pull over to the side bitch-made-trick-ass-mark-ass-biatch-shut-up." Nah but he really did say pull over to the side...

Don't even know what made him do it. But I guess six dudes in a soccer mom mini-van looks pretty intimidating, huh? (pfft.)

I mean, I don't think I look like a criminal... but I guess it didn't matter because I also ended up getting pulled over after sushi and having to take a field sobriety test.

What the fuck.

Officer said I had a broken tail light. Whatever. I was fine with taking the test -- I only had one drink swimming around 123898 pounds of salmon and rice in my belly. I was shaking like crazy after because I've never been pulled over before (knock on my wood, pause).. so this was a new experience.

But really, how could this happen to Arthur!? I'm a good Samaritan! I live with my mama!

Blogging Rhythm

My blogging rhythm has been off. I blame last week.

Last week I worked an INSANE amount -- at least from what I'm used to. I worked about ~13+ hours a day on average and had to add 2.5 hours due to commute. It would have been more but we were getting out so late that rush hour had already died long ago.

That whole week, I literally barely saw the light.

Woke up at 5AM, meet my co-worker to carpool, actually arrive at the audit site at 7AM, then work straight until 7-9PM until we had to drive another 1.5 hours back home...

I mean, I really really like my job. I also really really like life. Keeping work and life separated is something I definitely want to preserve -- I commend ya'll work-a-holics but that just isn't me.

You might say, "Arthur but you're going to get paaaaaid!" You know what, you're right. Sure, I make some extra money... but at the same time, I was missing out on time with my family and friends -- I wouldn't want to make that trade on a regular basis.

Anyway, I got on a tangent. Long story short, I haven't been blogging because I've been busy with work and now I'll be back to blogging regularly.

Hopefully ;]

I am a Rude Boy

I don't care what you think, I like Rhianna - Rude Boy.

I don't know why, but it's SUPER catchy to me for some reason. When I hear this on the radio on my way home or to work, I get like... hypnotized and put in a trance. I get all excited and shit *pause*. It doesn't help that it's about her getting smashed by a big enough ding-a-ling (by her standards). And if you have haven't seen how beat up it is... check this out -- be forewarned, this is not work safe! Tell me she hasn't had a few 'rude boys' in her life. I mean, check out some of the lyrics...

"Come on rude boy, boy
Can you get it up?
Come here rude boy, boy
Is you big enough?
Take it, take it
Baby, baby
Take it, take it
Love me, love me"

... and my favorite *pause for the 'boy' part*,

"Do you like it boy?
I wa-wa-want
What you wa-wa-want
Give it to me baby
Like boom, boom, boom
What I wa-wa-want
Is what you wa-wa-want
Na, na-aaaah"

C'monnnnn man... what is this? I feel disgusted yet entertained yet aroused at the same time. Got me feelin' like this...

...Shieeeeeeeet, I'm a rude boy.

Delonte West is the new Gucci Mane

Dudes has to be as high as an unidentified flying object.

Safeway at Night

Last night I went with my girlfriend to Safeway at around 11:30.

Weirdest checkout experience ever.

It wasn't the actual checkout that was weird, it was the people in the line and what they were buying. I remember each person vividly.

•  Group of two girls who would get Pedobear's Stamp of Approval. They were buying like 10 packs of the same type of gum, I swear. Brushing your teeth in 2010 is out, cavities are in biatch! It was funny watching the clerk scan the same pack of gum like 92038 times.

• The guy after them was buying two gallons of milk, both with different percentages of fat. At 11:30 at night. Maybe he wanted to compare fat densities of both. Maybe he ran outta milk for his Golden Grahams. Maybe he's a weirdo. I don't know. 
• Next was this really quiet asian dude that was buying 1.99 dollar cinnamon buns. That's it. Did dude just wake up in the middle of the night and was "Damn I want creamy white stuff in my mouth?" *pause* then went and drove to Safeway? I ain't mad -- he gettin' in those buns.
• Dude behind us bought like a footlong sandwich and floss. His homie was buying two 24-packs of beer -- one was Pabst and one was Rolling Rock. Flossing teeth party?
• Next was two dudes again, but one was wearing black leather pants -- swag on super high. Doesn't mean that I won't SMH at him though. They were having a deep discussion in line, while buying beer also. I don't wanna know what that night led to.

You may be saying, "Arthur, you're so mean! What did you buy, you asshole!?" Contact solution and a toothbrush, you know, regular stuff.. so sit on it! Plus IDGAF.

Safeway at night, that's wsup.

Manicures and Wax is for G's

IDGAF (I don't give a ...), manicures and waxing eyebrows are for G's.

Last week I got my nails done -- wow they are on point. For real, I used to be a bit insecure with them because they get beat up with all the stuff I do. Now? Swag's on high.

Today I just got my bush...y eyebrows waxed. Got em cleaned up a little bit -- makes a huge difference. I made sure to tell the nice lady not to make me look like a biatch, so we were straight on that.

It didn't hurt at all, that's what she said. I mean, it just like a little pull and all that. When she was all done and gave me the mirror...

I was smiling all hard -- I was in my zoneeeee hahaha

But for real, I'm grown -- I needa get this stuff on lock! I don't care what ya'll say, this is the real deal. You would get aroused if you saw me... LIKE THAT. *pause for males*.

Alcohol Sucks.

Throwing up off the skybridge into the street below (lol).

Throwing up in the parking garage.

Getting accosted by cops.

Spins.

Hungover.

Alcohol sucks.

Thank you's go out to all my friends who came out yesterday for me -- I really appreciate that and I got too excited to see ya'll and got sick. A very special thank you to my girlfriend who took tremendous care of me -- I was a handful last night, pause.

Lebron's a Fool

Video had me dying!

Joakim lookin' very salty -- almost Morton's Sea Salt salty.