tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56390682011-04-21T14:13:45.643-07:00Martin's BlogThese are my thoughts as they come to me...sometimes coherent...sometimes not. The views expressed on this blog are not necessarily those of my friends, my family...or sane people.Martinnoreply@blogger.comBlogger241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1129518044492534512005-10-16T19:05:00.000-07:002005-10-16T20:00:46.656-07:00Well, it's that time again. Time for me to revisit short-lived hobby that, like anything else of consequence, is incabable of holding any real amount of my attention for more than about a month.Example: This month my exploits include but are not limited to: Model Helicopters, Skydiving (prior to viewing fatality rates online), deck building (on and off for about a year now), dog raising (yes.Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1070127758800801252003-11-29T09:42:00.000-08:002003-11-29T09:46:53.043-08:00Today will be the closest I have come to posting two consecutive blogs in a long time...but I'm on vacation, I guess it's to be expected.
So I went skiing yesterday at Winter Park in CO. It's so amazingly beautiful up here I can't even describe it. There were so many times I almost bowled people over just cause I was going down the mountain and the view was so incredible I couldn't pay Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1069922692069887322003-11-27T00:44:00.000-08:002003-11-27T00:45:23.996-08:00Well...let me first start off by commenting on last post's comments. Mutak, I didn't even think about it when I wrote it, but you are absolutely right. Touche.
Now on to more interesting topics.
The other day I did something that was a little out of the ordinary for me. I asked a girl out that now I am not even sure I wanted to. I mean, she is gorgeous, smart, and we definately have a Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1069043363534426972003-11-16T20:29:00.000-08:002003-11-16T21:27:38.186-08:00It's funny what makes us feel good in bad times...
Yet another friend of mine has gotten engaged. A guy that I work with, just proposed to his girlfriend of several years about a week ago. And as much as I am tired of everyone I know getting engaged when I don't even have a girl that I am dating, they are an awesome couple and I wish them the best. His girlfriend is great, too...I have to Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1068438041168266232003-11-09T20:20:00.000-08:002003-11-09T20:20:38.930-08:00I wrote a long blog tonight--probably one of my more heartfelt posts. I remembered old friends, thought about the future, and was overly analytical about the present...as usual. :) However...I accidentally deleted it.
Call it fate, call it karma, (name that movie and you get my undying respect) but I was meant to lose that blog. Perhaps the world wasn't ready for it...maybe it just wasn't Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1067752633984962702003-11-01T21:57:00.000-08:002003-11-01T22:00:42.140-08:00You know...a good friend of mine once said that "all the good guys in the world are momma's boys." Not insinuating that they are panzies, mind you, but talking about the fact that guys who keep a close relationship with their mother tend to be the same guys that treat women with respect. I have a lot of respect for angie for saying that, and I wish more girls were like her. But living in the Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1067393942487065442003-10-28T18:19:00.000-08:002003-10-28T18:19:01.763-08:00Well, I guess I took a short little Hiatus there. Ok, so two months isn't short, but if you think about it in terms of how long a Giant Tortise lives...I mean, they live like 150 years. And the earth...it's been around like, billions and billions of years. So two months isn't that long. Unless you're a mosquito...then you're dead. But if you're a mosquito, you probably don't read...so it Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1062645693393188092003-09-03T20:21:00.000-07:002003-09-03T20:27:53.216-07:00Today was interesting. Started out normal enough...got in about 7:30, took care of some personal stuff I needed to get done, you know. Then I hear people saying that "the water is moving our way." Sure enough, a few minutes later the light fixtures begin to fill with water, and my co-workers are scrambling to move their trashcans in order to catch streams of water pouring from the ceiling Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1062398878514890672003-08-31T23:47:00.000-07:002003-08-31T23:47:58.556-07:00Working for TI: Awesome
Starting the week before labor day weekend: Super Awesome
Having your first weeks paycheck sent to your parents house, 12 hours away: not awesome
Having it made out to Robert W. Harrison: flat out ridiculous
So other than that, things have been cool. I got my new leather furniture with Iron/glass accesories yesterday. So I now have a "fully-functional babe-layer." And Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1062129891557182462003-08-28T21:04:00.000-07:002003-08-28T21:29:09.303-07:00Wow...such a long day. I really don't feel it is in my best interests to be staying up writing blogs...but what can I say, I do it all for the fans.
Quote of the day. "And then at the end we will have a little T & A."
~said during a presentation given to the TSAs
In the words of Strongbad, my job is crazy-go-nuts. I love it! All of my fellow TSAs and I (SANS SCOTTY TOO HOTTY!!...yeah that's Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1062042164120365102003-08-27T20:42:00.000-07:002003-08-27T20:42:44.020-07:00Work at TI...day 3.
Well...today I was given a little bit of a shock. The group of us were sitting in a conference room, and then our boss came in. She introduced herself, and talked a little about the program that we were all going to be working in. All of us had previously recieved pieces of paper with our first 6-month assignments on them...but none of us had the experience to decipher Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1061957893377676072003-08-26T21:18:00.000-07:002003-08-26T21:18:13.390-07:00Well, I am going to see if I can keep this up for awhile...get back into posting every day that is. So today...
Today was my second day at work. And let me tell you, I never knew that I could be lectured for 5 hours on how to use Microsoft Outlook. But aparently I can. The other thing that I learned today, is TI is totally paranoid about having their technology and ideas stolen. I mean, I Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1061869052716815212003-08-25T20:37:00.000-07:002003-08-25T20:37:32.723-07:00I'm Back!! It has been awhile since I posted last. But there is good reason. I MOVED TO TEXAS! By the way, Dallas is amazing. I love it here, and I hope people come to visit me soon. My apartment will be finished as of this saturday, so feel free to come by and crash at my place randomly on your way to the border. I say that, cause Dallas isn't really on the way to anything...so unless Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1060674675488868542003-08-12T00:51:00.000-07:002003-08-12T00:55:00.006-07:00Well, here it is. My last post as a Hoosier. And allow me to make one final comment as a Hoosier. I HATE INDIANA! Tonight I was having one last night out with my friends of old...and coincidentally stayed out way too late, which will mean getting on the road later tomorrow. But life is still good and I am glad I did it. So anyway. I was on my way home, driving the same road I have been Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1060566498962014362003-08-10T18:48:00.000-07:002003-08-10T18:58:57.453-07:00An interesting thing happened today. My mother commented on my blog. At first I wasn't sure what it was she meant when she asked if I was "stressed out." And then she said that she could tell that I was this way because when I get stressed out, I say things that make me sound like my father. Hmmmm. What does one say to a statement like this? My parents are divorced...so I can only assume Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1060409794066678632003-08-08T23:16:00.000-07:002003-08-08T23:39:44.636-07:00You know, I am all for equality in a relationship...but I think that over the past four years I have developed a seriously skewed view of realtionships in the real world. I mean think about it...I spend all year at Rose where the women tend to have a slight inferiority complex, not to mention a slight desire to kick you in the balls if you hold the door open for them...and then I come home to MtMartinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1060359582667303362003-08-08T09:19:00.000-07:002003-08-08T09:34:59.280-07:00Well...3 more days and I leave for Texas. Holy crap. Of course, I am the last of my friends that I graduated with to start work...hell, even some of the people going to grad school are starting before me. So I guess I can't complain. And even after I move I still have 2 more weeks till I start. So if anyone wants to come to Dallas and visit me before the 25th, then please do! After that I amMartinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1060230075479390222003-08-06T21:21:00.000-07:002003-08-06T21:53:06.516-07:00Tonight I dedicate my post to a very good friend of mine....Joe Hobbs, this one's for you, bro.
As many of you may know, I have spent the last 11 or so years of my life playing drums for one purpose...to march in Drum Corps. It culminated as I spent the last four summers marching for Southwind Drum And Bugle Corps---perhaps the most memorable experience of my life. During my last two years IMartinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1060141168680738212003-08-05T20:39:00.000-07:002003-08-05T21:00:26.020-07:00I picked up 5 rolls of film that I had developed today. They spanned a little over 2 years... Sometimes I procrastinate a little. I found some pretty interesting pictures though...as soon as I get them scanned I will be sure to share them :)
Today (assuming it wasn't a rerun) was the first time that someone actually won a million dollars on the syndicated version of Who Wants to Be a Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1060102285368399122003-08-05T09:51:00.000-07:002003-08-05T09:51:25.260-07:00OH! 100 visitors! I don't know what to say!! *tear*...and here I am with nothing prepared! Well I would like to thank the academy....
Since I am getting a lot more people reading this than I thought--I think I am going to start playing with the format a little...hope you guys enjoy it!! Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1060053112132427192003-08-04T20:11:00.000-07:002003-08-04T20:11:52.216-07:00I have to admit...today was UBER Boring. And other than finishing up the last little bit of logistic crap that I have to take care of for the move to the Big D, nothing at all happened. Oh yeah, I tried to teach myself flash...Bad idea...maybe I will find some decent tutorials tomorrow.
If I have been out of touch with you for awhile, allow me to bring you up to speed. My name is Wayne Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1059966691419911942003-08-03T20:11:00.000-07:002003-08-03T20:15:22.720-07:00Today I got to meet one of my best friend's moms. Hmm...I was never good at grammar, but with that statement I may be implying that she has more than one mother...oh well. So I had lunch with my good friend Alexis, her sister Izzy, and her mom today. Those Nathaniel women...I tell you, they may be small, but watch out--when they team up on you it's like those little chicken sized dinosaurs on Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1059883926205231852003-08-02T21:12:00.000-07:002003-08-02T22:04:07.370-07:00
This gentleman to my right is the subject of today's post. Since nothing interesting happened to me today, I decided to lash out at gaming community and their "creative genius."
So today was another fun-filled day of Silent Hill 2. Now I think that most people will agree with me who have played the game...the thing that is most frightening about it is the environments and the soundtrack. Martinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639068.post-1059798415642017912003-08-01T21:26:00.000-07:002003-08-02T00:13:09.770-07:00I am not sure what got the bug up my ass to start writing one of these blog things...the first time Rory came into my room and told me about it I thought it was retarded, but next thing I knew Snizzo started making a blog of his own, and then I just had to have one. So 3 months later, here I am.
Today has been an interesting day; I learned the meaning of country song after about 8 years of Martinnoreply@blogger.com