I just got back from fishing the Chattahoochee with Sam. Who knew that you can't fish with live bait in some parts of the river? I said fuck it and did it anyways. I'm still debating on whether or not I should buy a fishing license. Here are some pictures I took around sunset when the mist started coming up over the river.
A few random thoughts before I go on:
The Black Crowes fucking suck. They were playing them on the radio on the ride home.
Some day I want to own a Chevrolet truck. Probably just a plain old pickup or a Silverado.
I made two A's and two B's this semester. That totals out to be a 3.43 GPA with the pluses and minuses. Not too shabby. I just have three more classes and then in July I'm hitting the road.
It's just about time to start swimming and having cookouts. Maybe people will start answering their phones and we can make something happen. Otherwise, I'll just cook for me and Sam. Ha.
I really want to witness a tornado, but be far enough away to where it's not dangerous.
Alright, so I just got back from Burning Fight in Chicago. It was a lot of fun. Indecision ruled on Friday night. Here are a few pictures I took of the whole weekend.
Passed by this barber shop in Wicker Park.
Here is where it all went down.
Ringworm
Trial
We ate at White Castle before day two. Tim's meal alone cost $17. So much better than Black Castle (Krystal.)
Unbroken
Everyone from Georgia.
Chris from New York. I could hardly believe it myself.
I made it back into town fifteen minutes before my last final exam, which I ended up doing just okay on. Oh well. I got that Senioritis like a mother fucker.
Sports:
The Braves just got through sweeping the Marlins in a two-game series just to turn around tonight and lose to the Phillies. I fucking hate the Phillies. Well, I really pretty much hate every other team in the national league.
Here is a current list of national league teams I hate:
1) Mets (always #1 on the list)
2) Phillies
3) Cubs
4) Dodgers
5) Marlins
Also, fuck that cheater Manny Ramirez.
Although they're both not in our division, fuck the Red Sox and fuck the Yankees.
I went to the Braves game on Monday versus the Mets. We ended up losing, but I had a good time anyways. I didn't originally plan on going to the game, but Alex and Josh called me in the first inning so I rode my bike over there just in time to catch the top of the 3rd. Right when I pulled into the stadium I ate shit on my bike because one of my grips came off as I was executing a sharp turn. Luckily for once, not a lot of people come to Braves games so no one, except for a lady cop, was outside to see it happen. I ended up breaking my phone in the wreck. Oh well. Just when I thought I was down on my luck, I looked over to the only guy who was standing close to the entrance and haggled him down to seven bucks for his all-you-can-eat club level seat. I guess it all evens out. I got inside and said hey to Josh and Alex for a minute and then left them to go stuff my face. They had dogs, bbq sandwiches, wings, peanuts, cookies, sodas and beer. It was pretty sick. I snuck Woodstock down four beers and some assorted snacks. Shit was kinda funny. Then, around the 6th inning we snuck down to about 15 rows behind the Mets dugout. I made sure to point and yell at Gary Sheffield as he was walking back to the dugout after having his slow ass picked off. He had to have heard me.
Look at that double fisting mother fucker.
I'm gonna go ahead and consider the Hawks out of the playoffs because the Cavs are gonna continue to sweep them. I'm just glad the Hawks made it this far. I think the last time they were in the 2nd round of the playoffs was in '99.
Hardcore in 2009.
Stoked to hear the new Forfeit, Trapped Under Ice, Maximum Penalty, and Earth Crisis.
Stoked to hear the new Forfeit, Trapped Under Ice, Maximum Penalty, and Earth Crisis.
Reaper Nation.
I'm sure there some other awesome stuff coming out that I forgot about.
Excited to be putting out another record. Thanks to Six Feet Under Records.
I start summer school on Monday. Fuck that. But I gotta do what I gotta do to tour some more.
Tommy doesn't usually eat the fish. He prefers the country fried steak.
That's all I can really stand to write for now.
Until next time,
Nome