Blogger Demographic

Okay, I don't really know who you are or what demographic you fit into, and let's not talk about me (for once) and what demographic I fit in, but I was hitting the "Next Blog" button up on that top dash board bar, and this is roughly what I found:

> Alot of single asian chicks bitching about everything.

> Alot of house wives who devote their entire blogs to pictures of their children.

> Alot of lonely old men in midwestern US droning on about politics they know nothing about.

> Occasionally there's a blog with some original photography, writing, and interesting videos, and a few links here and there. Not that I'm biased to this type of blog or anything.

Conjugations of Bro

Broski
Broseph Stalin
Brohan
Brodeo
Brotato Chip
Brosicle
Brostein Shake
Broseidon

Bro, get back to your homework.

Colorful 'Cuz I Feel Dull.

Vanishing Point from Bonsajo on Vimeo.

Dopest Apartment

After reading this, who doesn't want to live in an apartment?!

Legitimate Craigslisting:

$500 HOLY CRAP! IS THAT A ROOM FOR RENT ON MY CRAIGSLIST??!?!?!?

You bet your nomadic ass it is. Do you want to be homeless? Then you better come check this room for rent out. It has WALLS and a CEILING. BLOCKS THE FUCKIN WIND AND RAIN FOOL!

ZOMG THE LOCATION IS THE SHIT. You can WALK to Washington Avenue from here. So you can get your drink on and do some mackin playa. 10 mins from UH and Rice cause we all about higher education up in here. You could hit Memorial Parkway with a ROCK. But don't. We keep it civilized.

We got carpet up in this hoe too. They wanted to come put in hard wood floors. But I was like FUCK THAT. I don't want my feet to be cold when I get out of bed at night. Carpet. So soft. Transcends the walking barefoot experience.

Man the room... You can put your bed and furniture UP IN HERE!!!! So you can sleep, chill, even EAT. You got a private bedroom! We ain't bunk bedding out this motherfucker.

AWWW SHIT! YOUR OWN PRIVATE BATHROOM!!!! WTF!?!?!? YUH! You can shower and take a shit w/o anyone being up in your business!!! I'm not bullshittin either... I'm talking HOT WATER IN THE SHOWER.

We got ELECTRICITY. POWER ALL YOUR APPLIANCES. Play my XBox360 because I never do. No need for candles or firewood, because I got LIGHTS and HEAT.

-this pad has doors so people don't come up in yo space son
-this place has windows so you can see outside and shit. WHATSUP NEIGHBORS!
-tennis courts, 2 pools, parking garage, a park in the back, brand new gym so you can get swoll. Sand volleyball court WHAT!

Cool(?)

While we're on the topic of cool things, 'cuz that's the topic of my entire blog, I'd like to introduce you to a cool video:

BIRDY NAM NAM - THE PARACHUTE ENDING from Steve Scott on Vimeo.

Recitation

1: Whan that aprill with his shoures soote
2: The droghte of march hath perced to the roote,
3: And bathed every veyne in swich licour
4: Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
5: Whan zephirus eek with his sweete breeth
6: Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
7: Tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
8: Hath in the ram his halve cours yronne,
9: And smale foweles maken melodye,
10: That slepen al the nyght with open ye
11: (so priketh hem nature in hir corages);
12: Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages,
13: And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes,
14: To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes;
15: And specially from every shires ende
16: Of engelond to caunterbury they wende,
17: The hooly blisful martir for to seke,
18: That hem hath holpen whan that they were seeke.

Why?

"A Swiss freediver held his breath underwater for 19 minutes and 21 seconds..." WHAT?! Why would you ever do that? "There may be long-lasting health consequences to extreme breath-holding" NO SHIT! Death?

Due Today

When I Have Fears

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high piled books, in charact'ry,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;—then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think,
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.

- John Keats

Mt. Roraima

The below video reminds me of Mt. Roraima, my favorite mountain(?).

I don't know why. I don't even know if/why you care.

Anyway.

SURFACE TRAILER from Silo1 on Vimeo.