Foosball Edit

After posting about getting better at foosball I have come to the conclusion that it is all a lie. I haven't won a game in two days now (but I have lost quite a few one goal games). Anyone want to lose to me? ::crossing fingers::

Foosball Table has arrived

After having this table on layaway for the past 10 months, my foosball table was finally delivered from Green Bay this week. After playing a few games, I can tell that I'm getting better but still not up to this caliber. Video of some foosball action (not me) Amazing video. Anyone is invited to come play as many games as they want over here. Beener

Artwork

A few people have emailed me asking me about my photographs and how I should include more in this. I really don't have anything new at this point but I will see about posting some old stuff up for people to view. Since Blogger doesn't allow for that large of a photo, email me (snotfist@gmail.com) about what image you want and I will post a larger image for you to download in some webspace I have. I have just found out today of a benefit for my uncle who was in a motor vehicle accident a few months ago to be held on November 19th. I thought I could create a photograph or two for the benefit to be used in what I think is a silent auction or something (hopefully it will draw a few more dollars than my work at Penland did). I'm thinking of a few ideas right now (yes Tom, something passe like landscapes, bridges, or barns) but I'm going to use this space to post images once I take them and hopefully people will tell me their takes on them before I send them off to print. I would greatly appreciate any feedback as I can get when the time comes. Thanks -Beener

Black Beauty is like new again...well kind of.

Last May my car (2004 Honda Civic aka Black Beauty) went through a good old Minnesota hail storm. I was at work and my car was on the other side of town (they bused us in due to lack of parking). I received a page at work and called the number to have my mom tell me that the north side of town saw golf ball size hail. I swear I turned green right then and there. Which brings me to this week, where my ding guy took my car and brought her back to normal. It was good to see her again all looking good until I looked at the hood of my car and saw that there was a small paint flaked chip taken out on it. This makes me sad in the sense that my car isn't perfect anymore. But then again isn't it the imperfections that things have which make them special to us? I wish I had a story to go with the chip but I guess I'm just glad to have my Black Beauty back. -Beener

Bum Rush, I think

My typical lunch revolves around me going outside and enjoying the weather and the feeling that I'm not stuck in four wall cubical all day long. I usually go down to a stone bus stop and enjoy the views and the sounds of the downtown experience. Today was slightly different than normal. After I finished my lunch, my brother and I (I eat with him everyday) were sitting there just waiting for the time to pass when around the corner comes this man. Now I'm going to try and explain him as best as possible so that you can truly get a feel for what was going through my mind. Starting from the top he had what I would want to call a Minnesota hat, everyone knows what it looks like, the kind with the big flaps hanging down on the side (refer to "Fargo" the movie if you have no clue). He had a two to three day beard going on, but it wasn't scruffy but rather very clean cut looking. He was wearing would call a windbreaker jumpsuit (pink in color non the less) and for shoes he had on some sort of hiking boots. The piece that topped the cake was the backpack like you would use when you climb a mountain. I don't know if he was a bum, a hitchhiker, or just a useless American like I suspect him to be. Anyways back to the story now. He comes up to me and looks at my lunch bag like there was something in there for him (sorry bud but the food is all gone). So he asked me "Have any spare change for some COFFEE?" I give him the ugh face and say nope and he looks at my brother who looks away and the man walks away. Now I feel beggers are bad enough when in terms of bus fare or money for food but when you beg for a non necessity (I can't think of the word right now), something I can't afford myself, I was irked. Who knows, maybe he just had a bad caffein headache? ::shoulder shrug:: -Beener With this post, I'm going live. EEEK

New Subject of the Blog

I have been thinking about this blog and what it really should be about for quite some time now. It could be about Apple or hockey or movies or any endless junk that I feel like writing about. But then I thought it could be about me, a 25 year old single guy that really doesn't do much. It could be about failing in the dating game (something I have never had to go through before), funny things that happen with me or around me (for some reason, weird shit is always around) and it could be about some photographs that I have taken (I think my thousands of dollars in student loans should go for something). I feel that once the ball get rolling, it will be easy to work on and should be pretty fun to do. I'm not expecting this to get very big and most likely it will be just me writing and then me reading my stuff all over again. So that is what the premise is going to be, at least for the moment; I hope; kind of like; yeah. So once again, welcome and write to me damnit. Beener