Thursday, October 29, 2015

Dan in real life questions

17. My perfect day My perfect day would involve me waking up really early. One of my favorite times of the day is when it seems like you’re the only person in the world that is awake. I’d go get an Einstein’s bagel and then read some. When everyone else wakes up id want to hang out with my friends all day. Then go home at night and watch a great movie.26. Marty says, “Love isn’t a feeling. It’s an ability.” Is that true30. Are you a good bowler? I am an awful bowler. Always have been and always will be.22.  Dan tells the kids at the abandoned Shack O’ Shells that “life is full of disappointment.”  Do you think that’s true?  How do you deal with disappointment? I think it is true that life is full of disappointments. 11.  Where was your best hiding spot as kid playing Hide and Seek? My best hiding spots as a kid were in really small spaces like cabinets under the sink because I was really small. I also remember playing cops and robbers really late at night and hiding in shadows.

Monday, October 26, 2015

A "Trip" With Jason Seagull

A "Trip" With Jason Seagull
On Halloween night, while trick-or-treating we passed the cemetery. Suddenly we all felt a cold and spooky wind, imagine my tongue in your mouth. That’s what it was like. Kermit, Rico, and Chip all had their equal share of candy that night. Man were they jazzed. We of course are not talking about real candy, we are talking about the sweet sweet taste of crack cocaine. Perched on top of Rico, Kermit and Chip ride that spotted beast bareback as they jam out to Monster Mash. As we stumble through the graveyard, we make our way to our boy, Jason Seagull’s grave. Can we just add a few sentences on Jason Seagull real quick? Is he a Muppet or a man? I will tell you, he is somewhere in-between. This is the essence of the Seagull, he flies by his own rules riding on the wind of destiny. Not bound by the mortality of man, but sadly he passed away five years ago in a freak Seadoo accident. No one loved their Seadoo like Seagull, he went down doing what he loved, just like Paul Walker.  Oh it’s been a long day without you my friend. I will tell you all about it when I Seagull you again. Back to the story.
I’m not usually one for wet faces, but mine was like a flippin rain storm, pitter-patter pitter-patter. The sound of my pain echoes in my brain. Rico and gang were surrounding Seagulls grave now mourning the loss of a great man. In the corner of their eye they see a giant frog king, nothing too crazy. But don’t get me wrong, it was crazy. He was performing an ancient ceremony only know to the frog people. He drew a 100 emoji on an unmarked grave with the blood of his enemies. I felt witchcraft in the air, and then I saw the corpse of my once good friend Owl Pacino rise from the huna emoji. He was wearing a black robe and a red light saber. He could only be one thing, a Sith Lord. There back baby, and were are not talking Star wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. We are talking about real Sith, original trilogy bro. Luckily, we double jumped away in the wrong direction with Frog King in tail. Again we were left alone with Jason. Why Jason?
They were after us. Owl’s vengeance was like that of an angry old man. Crazy but stern like a ship. Starship, Star Wars. Yeah baby! As they levitated off the ground, no more than three maybe four inches. They force lighting Chip in the back. He was dead. It’s okay though, no one really knew why he was there. He just kind of showed up, did he even know Jason? Idk man. Honestly, the less weight on my back the better. He always talked up his pool game, newsflash buddy squirrels can’t play pool. One thing lead to another and we were on the Titanic, couldn’t tell you how, maybe Jason, I know you’re out there somewhere. As it turns out Leo was on this same departure. No one could fill the void that Jason left, but Leo did a pretty good job. I dreamt of him. Inception. Now back to the story.
Sith Lord AquaPacino flew in to see it set sail. As the gang made their maiden voyage, Owl had his own plans. Calling forth all spirit animals of the deep in both dimensions, he was attempting to sink the Titanic for the second time. Little did he know one guy claimed it was unsinkable.   Owl didn’t care. Like a pine in the winter, Kermit was still green. Any hoot, a lot of sea creatures started fondling the boat, I think I even saw the Kraken. I was awakened from my dream of Leo by moans of the deep. It could only be one thing. Owl had finally found us. Luckily we had recruited the Jack Sparrow and he had been following us the whole time in the black pearl. Jack Sparrow and crew suddenly board our ship, eager to engage in ballroom dancing. Prior to getting on the Titanic, everyone agreed to have a formal before the final battle royale. I put on my best suit and so did Kermit, and we went just as friend’s maybe more. We will see how the night goes. Everyone was there, Kraken on Piano and as the stand-up comedian. Boy was he Kraken everyone up. Our eyes locked as Owl entered the room, looking as suave as ever. Dang could the talons fit in a pair of nice oxfords. We decide to dance. We were once close partners, but this would be the last time we were partners.  We requested “Forever Young” and hit the floor.  Swaying to and fro I realized I missed the old times.  I think I saw a tear in his eye. I knew he felt it too.  After the dramatic finale of that great song Owl took off his white glove and slapped me across the face with it.  “I trusted you,” he said, “and you betrayed me.  See you on the battlefield bub.” With that he exited and the party died down a little after that.  Me and Kermit went back to the room and got a good night sleep before the big fight.
The morning was the first time we realized how screwed we were. Man. It was literally just me and Kermit and Captain Jack against Owl and the creatures of the deep.  Luckily we had made an ally during the dance.  His name was Jim he was a pretty cool guy.  Once the battle started Cap Jack shot at the titanic attempting to hit the Kraken, but he punctured the hull and hit Jim.  Direct impact, I’ve never seen anything like it.  A little embarrassed Captain Jack sailed away, and we were alone.  Backed in to a corner on a sinking ship we thought it was over. But behold, the Seagull lives.
Riding on the back of a giant Seagull, Jason flew into our rescue, and took us away from the troubles of the world.  Like he always does. Force throwing his light saber he executes the kill command, dealing 10 damage directly to Owl Pacino. Death upon impact. Not a tragedy. The light saber returned to Jason’s hand with the blood of many, he killed the entire ship without leaving the seagull. This is why I love him. When the hammer fell, Jason and gang stood resolute. He keeps me safe. . .
. . . After we came off the drugs we realized it was all just a dream.  That cocaine was laced with something man.  We came to in a bath tub with a titanic toy.  I and Kermit were okay, but Chip drowned, he wasn’t a strong swimmer.  Jason was the one to come and drain the bath and give us a towel.  Jason Seagull is my boy.


Written in part by Ben, Brown, and that other guy(DAN). 

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Reel Talk


I don’t think I could ever pick my favorite movie because there are so many that are great. I don’t really care for those movies based on real people surviving a disaster. Like Argo and that new movie coming out called Everest. Its not that they are bad movies just that when you know the ending it kind of kills the movie for me. I watch movies all the time. To enjoy all I need is a room with all the lights off. And I prefer to watch them on my own. I didn’t think my survey was very accurate. If my life was a movie I would have Tobey Maguire play myself. He would play me in all stages of my life even as a baby. The movie would follow Tobey as he became great friends with Leo but Leo has a haunted past. So Tobey has to deal with that. Also Tobey is old money.

Its The Future Man


The two things I found interesting about the presentation on Monday was how difficult it can be to get published and also how we learned you don’t have to be a genius author to write a book. Its something anyone can do. One question I have is how much money can you make from a children’s book because those don’t seem like they’d be too hard to make. In one year Id like to be in college. In 5 years Id like to be on the track to whatever career I want. In 10 years Id like to have a steady job. In 50 years I don’t know what I want. Il probably just be chillin on my yacht. I think no matter what you plan ten years from that point its gonna be totally different than you imagined it.

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Monet Poem


Bro check out my chicken.
His name is Eric.
This isn't even my mom.

Who is this kid?
I think he might be dead.
Oh God he just moved.

Bok Bok Bok
Cluck
Hey I'm Eric.

Cock'a doodle doo


Monet Poem

Check out my yacht in the bay, Stacy.
I got it at Macy's
Want to go get pizza from Caceys?

Lets go to America.
I want to leave Erica.
For you.

I've filed the divorce papers.
We can go get new neighbors.
They'll probably be Quakers.
The haters will be our motivators.

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Pillow Talk


The two dreams I most vividly remember I had in third and fifth grade. The first dream I had in the third grade occurred when I happened to be going through a big Spider-Man faze. So in the dream I was at this park and somebody told me that if I found all the parts to this water gun then I could spray myself with it and make any wish I wanted. So I found all the parts that had been scattered throughout the part. I then shot myself with it and wished to be Spider-Man. I spent the rest of my time swinging around the park. Another thing I remember about the dream was that the sky was eerily green. The second dream I remember vividly happened in a series. It was like three separate dreams from different nights but it always picked up at the same spot I left off which I thought was really cool. Anyway in this dream I was trying to find someone for some reason. The thing I most vividly remember is this big wall outside of some school that was just covered in red cubbies. Like the ones you use in Kindergarten. Anyway somewhere along this journey I got to work on a ship that hunted sharks and I manned the harpoon on the top of the tiny boat. There was also a guy on a jet ski that followed us and killed the seals too. Looking back we went a little too far with it but at least there’s no thing as dream animal activists.

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Artist Profile: Monet

Claude Monet was born in Paris, France on November 14, 1840. Adolphe and Louise Monet raised him while managing a grocery store. Claude had one brother by the name of Leon Pascal. Monets decision to become a painter came as a disappointment to his father which made Monet always doubt himself and his work. He attended an art school from 1859 to 1860. After this he began his career. At the beginning of his career Monet struggled to make much money from his work and this led him to consider suicide and increased his self doubt. Monets style mostly consisted with using oil paints to project everyday events he sees. Monet is known for using beautiful lighting and starting the French impressionist movement. Many say this movement is captured in one of his more well known paintings, Impression, Sunrise (1872). Other paintings that include his famous style are Woman with a Parasol (1875), and The water lilly pond (1899). I would like to write about Garden at Sainte-Adresse because I think its captured from a cool perspective. I would also like to write about Haystacks because I ve actually seen those paintings in person.

Art Walk


The painting I choose to write about was the landscape of the meadow. The painting was like a hazy image of a small meadow. There were three trees and a small pond that is a little hard to notice at first. The sky over the meadow looks like it is a little overcast. The first thing that this painting made me think about in my life is something that happened on one of my families road trips down to Florida for Christmas. On the way down there we were driving through some of the southwestern states and we decided to stop at this park and eat because we brought food with us on long road trips.  I think at the stop we ate turkey and cheese sandwiches. Probably some Sun Chips as well. At the park we stopped at there was either a small lake or big pond. It was pretty cool because when we were there the sun had started its journey toward the horizon and it made cool reflections off of the water. I also remember playing football at the park. It was a pretty fun afternoon. I’m not quite sure why this painting reminded me of this place because it does not look very similar but for some reason it was just the first thing that cliqued in my head.  If I thought about a place in my life this place actually looked like that I have been to then I would probably have to say some place in Macon because there is a lot of farm land out there this reminds me of.

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Blog Reader

Jesse

I thought your six word memoirs were awesome. Nice Obama picture under your quote it made me laugh. I think my favorite memoir of yours is the Here we are again one. Im not sure what it means to you but for some reason it reminds me of going on vacation which does not make much since. Ya gotta nice blog keep it up! Also nice background.


Six Word Memoir

Bustin a move since 1992 baby.
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.” 

Francis Scott Fitzgerald was born around the turn of the twentieth century. Most of his novels were inspired by the raving parties in the 1920s. The Great Gatsby is something I would recommend to everyone. 
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