Tuesday, April 27, 2010

One Hundred

November 6th, 2008 is when I first decided to start this blog. Today marks my 100th post on here and it's pretty cool to look back and see how different some things are but how some things just haven't changed. Click here for my first post. It's been over two years since I first started the Wayward Walk and it has been one of the best decisions I've ever made. Sometimes when you have thoughts, feelings, and emotions they stay inside your head, well I decided to start a blog so I could throw all my thoughts down somewhere. I wish I wrote more because a lot of those feelings and thoughts go to waste because I don't put them anywhere. I never really thought about it like that so that's why I've been trying to write even more so I can express myself more, express the way that I'm thinking. Not that anyone else out there cares, but I enjoy it. Anyway, I'm supposed to be studying for finals right now, my last week of college ever and I'm writing instead of studying. If I knew that this stuff I was studying actually mattered to me and I wasn't just memorizing it so I can regurgitate it all tomorrow then I might actually care a little more. But, unfortunately that's not the case.

Ok, so I just freaked myself out and I'm going to study a little now, or pretend to at least.

In honor of my 100th blog entry I wanted to post this video I saw on the internet today. By far one of the coolest things I've seen in a long time.

Music with shoes. Bravo Nike.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Wintersleep - Weighty Ghost

I found this song while I was in San Francisco and I can't tell you how many times I listened to it. I probably played it atleast twice each day on the way to work. Stride for stride, I smiled as I was walking to work...I don't know if it was because I was in San Francisco or the song is that good—maybe a mixture but nonetheless I love this song. Here is a nice little video to go along with it. The opening line "I got out of bed today" always pumps me up for some reason. Hope you enjoy.

Friday, April 9, 2010

surreal tranquility

Sometimes you watch videos that pump you up, sometimes make you laugh, and sometimes make you tear up. Well this video is something different, it just provides you with a sense of calmness and with everything in our world going so fast, it's nice to sit back and relax for a little.

Full screen this, sit back, relax and enjoy.

Kuroshio Sea - 2nd largest aquarium tank in the world - (song is Please don't go by Barcelona) from Jon Rawlinson on Vimeo.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

music soothes my soul

I stumbled out of bed this morning and came straight to my computer, I woke it up from sleep and went straight to itunes. I didn't hesitate and went straight to Tokyo Police Club - Breakneck Speed. It's their new single on the well anticipated album release of Champ that is being released in June. This has been my routine for the past week or so. I can't get enough of this song, and I am obsessed with all of their music. I went to see them in NYC about a year ago and this is the first new song I've heard from them in a while. (click here for the video I took in NYC) I haven't gotten tired of their old stuff but hearing a new song is definitely a fresh breath of air. Something about that song just starts my day off right, gives me a good smile, and baammmm son, I'm ready for the day.

The song is available for a listen and a free download here.  

music soothes my soul. it moves me. it makes me.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Will the Redskins actually be good this year?

Easily the biggest blockbuster move in the offseason so far has been Donovan McNabb to the Redskins. Well, does it matter who the Redskins get or is it just a black hole for good players? In the past the hype that surrounds Dan Snyder's Football Tycoon is always, well, just hype. They continue to dissapoint each and every year no matter who they hire as a coach or sign in the free agent market. But here I am joining on the bandwagon. With McNabb at the helm and Mike Shanahan as the head coach I actually truly believe the skins will improve this year. As long as they can get some O-Line to protect McNabb, they have three proven RB's and a solid group of receivers. The draft is fast approaching and is one of my favorite things on tv to watch. I really hope the Redskins improve this year and maybe make a push for the playoffs, but what I really care about is the Packers winning the Super Bowl and Brett Favre coming back for just one more year. Oh and if the Vikings win the Super Bowl, I'll be good with that too.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Jason Heyward—remember the name

Jason Heyward began his professional career at the age of 17 with the Atlanta Braves. Three years later he is now in the big leagues. Yesterday was his first appearance on opening day. Bottom of the first inning, two men on base, Heyward steps up to the plate with a 2-0 count, fastball low and inside and with one smooth swing he sent a screamer over the right field fence for a two run bomb. The kid has promise, he looks just like Ken Griffey Jr. and his first at bat was a two run jack. 20 years old, not bad for his first appearance/first at bat. I can't wait to see how his rookie season goes. Here is a video of his first at bat.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Father-Son Duo

Yesterday I drove to my Dad's school for the student vs. faculty basketball game. I was running a little late so when I walked into the gym and saw the entire stands filled with middle school kids screaming I must say I was a little nervous. This is the gym where I grew up practicing basketball. I would come with my dad while he worked and I would practice for hours and hours by myself. I put black tape on the walls and practiced behind the back passes—trying to hit the tape with every pass. It's where I developed my hesitation move, my crossover, and even my buzzer beater celebration. (I only got to use that celebration one time in my life but at least I was ready) I would keep practicing, I would play full court games by myself. I would pretend I was a different person each time up the court, I would block my own shots and steal my own passes. I look back at it now and I used to have the craziest games by myself—Triple OT games and even buzzer beaters with no buzzer. I would practice for hours, go see what my dad was up to and then go back to the gym for more practice. I loved it. I lived for it. Well there I was 23 years old, back in the gym that I grew up in 10 years ago.

The faculty started the game off hot and never looked back. The middle school team seemed intimidated by these huge men bulldozing their way to the basket. My favorite play of the game was when I got the ball off the rebound dribbled down the court did a few moves through the lane and kicked it to my dad on the wing. He pulled the ball up, perfect form(the form he taught me many years ago) and drained the jumper. He looked at me, smiled and gave me the good pass face. I smiled and gave him the good shot face. I turned around and jogged back, laughing the whole way. I never thought I'd be playing in a basketball game with my dad. We ended up winning the game pretty bad but that wasn't what made it for me. It was because I got to play with my dad—who taught me everything and showed me how to do it all when I was younger, the fact that we were playing together...that's what made it so euphoric.