What really grinds my gears....Session 11.

You know what really grinds my gears? School bus stops, at least in the Charleston area. What happened to the days when I was a kid and we had one designated bus stop that you had to walk to for everyone on your block and the surrounding 2-3 blocks? I swear to you I drove down the road in my neighborhood that can't be more than a half mile long, A HALF MILE LONG, and was stuck behind a school bus that stopped 5 times....5 TIMES!!. WHAT THE FUCK DOES A SCHOOL BUS NEED TO STOP THAT MANY TIMES ON A SMALL STREET FOR? And people wonder why the kids of today are so damn fat. They blame it on fast food and video games, but I blame it on the pampering pussy who decided that there is no longer any use for a bus stop and every damn kid should get dropped off at their own house, it's bullshit. If you're going to drop these kids off at their own damn driveway, then don't you dare turn on those fucking blinking lights telling me to stop. What do I need to stop for? To watching Tommy McTubs waddle off the bus and walk up his driveway to his house? What am I watching for? Because you have certainly eliminated the chance of there being other kids in the road. And ok, I get it, it gets a little bit cold here so kids may not want to stand outside waiting for the bus. TOO FUCKING BAD! I've waited in plenty of snow and freezing ass cold weather. We had snow ball fights. Or the pussies would have their parents drive them to the bus stop and wait with them in the car, that is still better than what these jackoffs are doing.

Maybe my area isn't the only one with this problem, maybe it is. Either way, I'm annoyed beyond belief and damn sick of it. Cut the umbilical cord, let the kids walk more than just into the yard for the bus stop. Stop making the kids fat. Stop turning them into pussies. Stop pampering them. When I was a kid I had to listen to stories about when my parents were kids and how easy we have it because they had to walk to such and such amount of snow, where did that go? Get these fuckers walking, because I AM NOT stopping behind the same bus on the same small ass street more than twice from now on, that's a promises. That douche bag bus driver can honk at me all he wants as I drive by, I'm not endangering anyone, trust me, you've made plenty sure of that.

Good to be back.

OO-EH,
Kal El

Blog revival

Let's bring this community back to life, one blog at a time, shall we?

First of all, I would like to apologize. Sorry to all of my friends in Michigan, because I came home for about a week and was complete rubbish when it came to visiting friends I haven't seen in a while. I planned on visiting many, if not all, of my long lost friends but unfortunately nothing went as planned on the trip home. So please, except my apology, it was nothing personal.

To Kit, I know we made plans to hang out in the later part of the week, but like I said, my plans changed, sorry for not contacting you about it.

To Kate Potts, sorry for not responding to your text, I was quite inebriated and couldn't bring myself to type a legible message, and needless to say, I didn't remember much the next day so I didn't stumble upon your message until a few days later.

Now, to give an update on my life for all of those that care. All I really do is work, sleep and hang out with my lady friend, been with her for a little of 7 months, and am happy. No one I talk to can really believe me when I say that because she doesn't speak english, she only speaks spanish. But it's true, I am, and it's amazing how easy it is to pick up a new language when you are dating a girl that speaks only spanish, live in a house with 3 people who only speak spanish, and 70% of the people you work with only speak spanish.

I finally feel like an actual adult, don't really how I feel about that, but I'm handling it. Very well, might I add. I guess, I really don't have much else to update, at least it's a start, right?

Now maybe let's get some more updates from more Artichokers, eh?

OO-EH,
Kal El

Guess who's back, back again, Resh is back, tell a friend.

Wwwwweellllll it's been along time since I've done this and I've been promising it a lot and haven't been delivering. I told Kit and Gallagher last night I would so I feel like if I don't then I would be nothing but a scruffy nerf herder, and who wants to be that.

I think last time I posted, like no videos or anything, a real post, I was talking about the move and my views on it. Well, after a few months, quite a bit has changed. I still love Michigan, a lot of people from there hate it, but I really love it, but I love South Carolina now as well. It's fucking beautiful. I'm right by the beach, it's in the 70s already, there is plenty of beautiful nature to gaze at while you drive, walk, run, or ride a bike. The Isle of Palms is probably one of my favorite spots here. you drive over the connector from the "main land", which isn't really the main land because technically I live on an island, for about 3-5 minutes driving over something of a marshy flat land that goes for miles on your left and right and going over the bridge there is a giant river that is always good for a few nice boats passing through and some houses that aren't bad to look at. You get to the Isle and it's a little bit reminiscent of a spring break city. It's got the essentials, banks, grocery stores, residential neighborhood and such, but then as you get close to the water, there are hotels, beach house(which are freaking unbelievable and I'd kill to own one some day) and plenty of bars, shops, and ice cream parlors.

I'm about 5-10 minutes from downtown Charleston, which is quite pretty itself. I'm the same distance from the ballpark to go watch the Charleston Riverdogs, the minor league team. Those games are a blast to go to, as well as the Charleston Batteries, their soccer club. It seems like everytime I decide to go for a drive I find a new local bar to go to and seems to be a Subway around every corner, love it. I also love my neighborhood, I'm in the back court of a one street residents and I enjoy all my neighbors, except for the rednecks down the street that drape a confederate flag from their garage and covered their "toys for tots" sled with confederate flags(literally covered) which I don't think anyone but them thought was necessary, but hey, it's the South(I mean, low country) so thems the breaks.

One thing I refuse to get used to is "soda", nobody down here but me says pop, it's always soda and it makes my skin crawl. I honestly had a lady look at my funny for a good 30-45 seconds trying to figure out what the hell a pop was, retards. Also, accents, I enjoy a small southern accent, but those thick accented tobacco spitting, nonshowering southerners are just as gross as they look on TV.

I just wish it was going to stay in the high 80s low 90s in the summer, not get into the high 90s low 100s like it is going to. But, oh well. I'll be back in Michigan around the 4th of July for my annual Up North trip with my friends, not sure how long I'll be in the GFA for visits, but I'll do my best. But it wouldn't hurt for you guys to get your asses down here for a visit, fuck!

I also promised Kit a Detroit Lions post after this, but I've run short on time. I promise though I will sometime this week, the positive is maybe I'll have more to talk about at the time.

OO-EH,
Kal El

WE LANDED ON MOON!

This looks freakin' awesome and I can't wait for it.



OO-EH,
Kal El

Oh Billy, boy, when is it you'll find what you're looking for.

Here's a nice piece of shit!

So I'm blogging again, decided to stop being lazy. The title and the first line, if you didn't know, is from Billy Madison. I think I'm going to name all my posts after some of my favorite movie quotes, and coincidentally, I think this one kind of relates to the post.

Well, I've been in South Carolina for about 2 months now, pretty much settled in, made some friends, got to know the town and am making money. Next step, try to take some classes.

But, I'm not sure if I like this life down here. Yea, I have money now, yea I'm closer to my niece and nephews and of course my sisters. I have met some cool people and I'm real close to a beautiful beach, but I don't really feel in place here. Now before I go on, I want to make sure people don't think this is some kind of whiny emo pussy post, I'm not whining, I'm not depressed or sad or anything like that, this is just how I feel and isn't that what blogging is really all about?

Anyway...

As shitty as a lot of people think and say Michigan is, I love it, I belong there. I have great friends there, the type of friends that I don't ever think I can find more like them. There the type of people that were exactly like me, I could chill with them and just hang out and have a great time no matter what we're doing. They never judged me no matter what. We liked all the same things, did all the same things, understood each other, had the exact same sense of humor, and I just can't find people down here like that. Of course, I still talk to my friends and I always here about them doing things that we always did while I was there that we did in routine, such as GBI on Mondays, Tom's on the weekends, Playland during a week day, The Loft whenever we wanted to, or just chillin at each others houses. Things I never really thought to be too special, until I no longer had them.

Needless to say, I miss my friends. I miss you guys, and especially the solid core group of friends I do all those things with. I grew up with two sisters, but hanging out with them, I finally felt like I had brothers. I moved 1,000 miles away and can't stop planning what we're going to do when I come home to visit for New Year's.

Don't get me wrong, I love being closer to my sisters and their children, I love being Uncle Adam, I love helping them with their homework and being able to be a part of their development, but, as selfish as it may sound, this isn't really for me. I'm a Michigander, I belong there. I love going up north, I love lakes, not oceans, I love warm weather, not hot weather. As dreadful as they are sometimes, I love the winter, I love snow. Minus not being able to find a job, my life seemed perfect in Michigan and I didn't really want it to change, but because of the terrible economy in Michigan, it was forced to change, it had to change.

Now, you can call me what you want, a homebody, a pussy, selfish, weak, whatever you want, I don't really care. My life is in Michigan, I belong in Michigan. I'm determined to give this place a shot, so it's not like I'm testing the waters and leaving at the first sign of being uncomfortable. I'm giving it a chance for my sisters because I know they love me and miss me when I'm in Michigan, my sister damn near cried when I left the first time. So I'm going to stay for a bit, I'm thinking 2 years. Because if there is one good thing about being down here, it's that I am driven by priorities and responsibilities. That is one thing I had a hard time doing in Michigan. So I'm going to try to go through an irresponsibility detox down here for about 2 years, save as much money as possible, get the job training I planned on getting while down here, and then probably come back to Michigan once I feel like I've done all I can/need to down here and start off on the right foot on my homecoming. Be a new and improved me, the same me, but just improved.

OO-EH from the Souf,
Kal El

"Secrets must be exposed when found. Detours must be taken when encountered. And if you are the one who stands at the crossroads or the place of concealment, you must never leave it to another to act in your place."-Qui-Gon Jinn

Moving=More Posts?

Maybe.

I'm moving down south to Charleston in less than a week and will probably be posting about my new adventures.

But...

Does anyone even read these anymore?

OO-EH,
Kal El

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OO-EH,
Kal El