Friday, October 31, 2008

Coming To a Blog Post Near You

This is a special post, done in the style of no other. The reasons why will be explained shortly, so just stick with me.
I've dissed many types of music in the past, often without reason. Well, today I will give that reason. I'm going to delve into the different genres of music, and give my opinion on each, and of course logical reasoning. It will be a long process, so I will be working on it in series. There will be a post named, Rock, with all of the sub-genres, a post called Pop, and so on. It will take a while, and a new catagory won't be posted every day. You'll just have to be patient, and hang in there. My normal witty posts will still be mixed in, so this blog won't end up like Scott Adams' blog. Well, let's get started.

Happy Halloween!

Hey, just wanted to write a quick post on Halloween! I am pretty excited about going trick-or-treating! Yes, I still trick-or-treat. Do you have a problem with that? Oh, guess what else? People think the Jim Morrison picture on my profile is actually me! And not just people who have never met me, but classmates. That's cool, because that's the look I'm going for. Well, the bell's about to ring, so I've got to get going, but happy Halloween!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Mining for Gems

I just want to warn you in advance, this is gonna be another one of those posts where I have no clear idea of what to write about. I'm sure if you're a regular reader your already familiar with these posts, so just bear with me. I know occasionally a gem of brilliance floats up out of these posts.

Don't you just love to read blogs that are just starting up? Ashley's blog is one of those. Eventually you learn that useing proper punctuation and grammer is much better, but it's fun while it lasts. The first few posts are awkward and uncomfortable, where you're going, "why am I writing this? Few, if any, people are reading this. What's the point?". Actually, Ashley knows a few people read her blog, whereas when mine began I knew I was alone in a world of six billion. Now, obviously, I know people read this, but it was a lonely beggining. The trick is surviving it.

I've also discovered a new cool band. By new, I mean new to me. They're called The Dead Milkmen, and they're really funny. All of their songs are mocking something, and they have that cool garage band/pre-grunge sound. I have two of their albums, and I'd like to get more. I heard them on an XM station, and I thought the song I heard was really funny. When reassured they were all like that, I quickly logged on to Amazon and ordered what was supposed to be their best album, Big Lizard In My Back Yard. It was an awesome album, so I went on and got another album, Eat Your Paisley! It's also pretty good. Actually, I'm listening to the latter right now, as we speak.

I discovered yesterday that I write dramatically better when writing like I'm writing to you lovely readers. I had to write an alphabiography, which I won't bore you with explaining, and I was told that auto- and alpha- biographies are supposed to be written in a very laid back style. Well, in my opinion, my best work is this blog, so I wrote it like a blog post. I read it to the class, and recieved a wave of applause and laughter. So, I figured I would thank you all for helping me write even better.

Well, I seem to have temporarily dried up my well of inspiration. Okay, not really, but I have very little time left to spellcheck this and post it, so I've got to be getting on. Peace out!

Monday, October 27, 2008

I'm Still Alive!

Well, I guess the camp out went okay. I didn't freeze to death, although the only long sleeve article of clothing I brought was my mountain man coat. It's a really old coat, ands I had to keep it from getting dirty the whole weekend. Everybody else was looking all intelligent and stuff in their nice warm troop jackets and hoodies, while I stood there in a 18th century style wool coat. I managed not to kill anyone in my troop, although at a few points it got pretty close. All the people in that troop have the same opinion about it as me. They don't enjoy getting yelled at over trivial things and having to do push-ups for completely stupid reasons. It's not the military, it's stinkin' Boy Scouts! Sorry about that, but I had to diverge a little.
In other news, I submitted an idea to Slowwave for publishing. I keep checking in to see whether or not the guy will pick my story. I wait for the web page to slowly download with bated breath, wondering, "Could this be the day I get published? Will I gain the publicity I desire?" Well, that's at least what I think until the page downloads and I see I'm just an average loser. Then I go listen to heavy metal and cut myself. Um, I just realized it's hard to convey sarcasm through words, so let me just state that I'm not emo, or a cutter. It's just a joke that would be funny if you could hear the inflection in my voice.
Well, what can you really say after a failed joke like that?

Friday, October 24, 2008

Thanks For Tuning In!

Hello, lovely readers., sorry I haven't posted in a few days. I know, I know, you're all starved of that zany Drew's opinions, but I have stuff to do other than just sit around and post on here all day. Oh, guess what? I'm going camping this weekend. That's right. I'll be in a tent all weekend, in the near freezing tempatures Michigan has been having. Oh, and just to throw a little extra fun in, I'll be dressed like a mountain man and teaching little kids how to tie knots.
Part of the reason for my lack of posts was a failed attempt to post audio on the post. You see, I wanted to be able to give my posts in verbal form instead of the usual. However, all you can do with Blogger is post video. I would post a video of me talking, but I've been brainwashed enough that I don't want my picture on the internet. Therefore, I will create some sort of entertaining video for you to watch as I give my post. Quite honestly, thanks to being rideculed for wanting to do an audio post, I'm not sure if I even want to anymore. Thanks a lot. You know who you are.
Well I've gotta run, so see you next time!

Tuesday, October 21, 2008


Does anyone know how Blogger picks the blogs of note? I've visited most of them, and most of them stink. I think it's becoming apparent that Blogger is more for intellectual-type sites and not for mine. I'll stay here, but I feel out of place here. I think Blogger might even be more successful if they had more blogs full of teenage angst like mine. It's just a bit more entertaining, in my opinion, than a blog all about a geologist's adventures. Sure, that's good for a research paper, but not for an entertaining blog to follow and cherish forever. I believe that's what people are looking for, not a blog all about someone's cat. If shows all about regular teen life are so popular, why can't a blog about it be popular too?
Create the revolution. Read Boyd's World!

Monday, October 20, 2008

A Lost Opportunity

Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to report yet another update on my band, and stage nervousness.
last night, I, Drew Morgan of Crush of Society, was provided with the chance to fill in for the lead singer of a band for a few songs, and I was too afraid to do it. The song was Blister In the Sun, which I know I could have sang. I started to realize I should have gone up to sing when the singer started to butcher the lyrics. Then he went on to play Add It Up, another Violent Femmes song, and radio edited it (poorly, might I add).
How will I ever be the singer for a rock band if I can't even stand up in front of a nearly empty room and sing one of my favorite songs? I keep telling myself it was because I didn't know the band and it occurred in a bar full of obnoxious golfers, but I'm not sure how good of an excuse that is. I want to be like the Clash, who went on stage and said,"we're gonna play you some songs now, and we don't care if you like them or not." That's got to take guts.
Well, I guess all I can do is look for more good opportunities like that and take advantage of them.

Friday, October 17, 2008

A Tiny Windfall

Well, I guess I'm sorry about not posting yesterday afternoon. I walked to the library after school, and despite the fact I was one of the first people in, the flippin' computers were already full! The reason I was walking to the library in the first place was for a teen trivia contest, in which I took second. The prize? A ten dollar gift card to Barnes & Noble! Sweet! I know ten bucks isn't exactly an enormous windfall, but it's ten bucks that I didn't have before and I didn't have to work for it.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

In The Land of Unrealistic Assumptions

Well, as requested, thanks Alix. I hope the people just start pouring in. Actually, in the land of unrealistic assumptions, this will be my last mostly unread post. In the land of realistic assumptions, where we live, it won't be. If for some reason your reading this and don't know me, I'd just like to say hi, I'm Drew. I've been posting for almost a year now, why weren't you all here in the early days?
Well, the bell's about to ring and bring on another day of miserable MEAP. I might be posting later this afternoon, so tune in then, lovely readers!

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Death has a Shadow

First, I'd just like to say that the name of this post is meaningless. I wanted to make it sound like an old radio drama, because of how dramatic it is.
Now that that's out of the way, let me get on with my story. It's a tale of drama, suspense, and involves the protagonist being tortured unmercifully. In order to tell this story, you'll need some background info. I can't abide country music. Way back in those days of elementary school, I loved it, but I was weird back then. Heck, I went around asking for DNA samples. Ever since I first heard that darn Rock 'N' Roll music, however, I've been a totally different person. Now all country music sounds the same, and crappy. We get it, you're a dumb hick. You don't have to release an entire album of songs telling us that.
Anyway, this story involves me being forced to listen to country music. As I went to the shooting range with my grandpa like I do every week, he decided to turn on the radio to our local country music station. It's a half-hour to the range, and normally on the way there I like to take a quick nap. But not today. Nope, I had to listen to songs about how the singer is proud to be a redneck, and how much they like to drink. About half way there, I started to go numb in the head. The best possible explanation was the country music was killing me, and I had no way of turning it off. Why???
The first half of the tale ends quite undramatically, because we got to the range shortly before my soul left it's earthly tethers and went on to greener pastures where there was hopefully no country music playing. However, the second half of my story began five hours later.
After we finished shooting, we hopped back into the car to head home. On the way home, he usually talks about how we each shot, and gives pointers on how to improve my shooting. He did the same as usual tonight, except for one thing: he left the music on. Now a mini battle is going on in my head between his useful advice and the dying banshees on the radio. He won, but I had to focus all of my energy not to get distracted by the radio.
Once again it ends lamely, because I got home and put on the Violent Femmes to clean the music out of my system. However, I will carry the scars of hearing that music for the rest of my life. Please, feel free to send money for my rehabilitation. Your donations will help me buy more Rock CD's, and keep the country far away from me.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Mumbling Randomly

Don't you hate it when you want to converse with someone but you can't think of anything good to talk about? That's happening right now. I'd absolutely love to chat with all of you on this blog, but I've got no idea what to talk about. So, unless a bright gem of writing topic pops into my head by the time I finish this sentence, I'm afraid you'll have to live without my brilliant prose for another day.
Well, I must say your quite lucky. By using the word "prose", I got myself thinking about literature. Therefore, you shall all be forced to hear about what I like to read. At the moment, I've been reading a lot of Douglas Adams. Over the summer, I re-read the complete Hitchhikers Guide series, which got me back into the whole mindset required. Upon returning to school, I discovered our library had gotten a few Douglas Adams books per my request. Most of them were Hitchhiker books but one was The Salmon of Doubt, a book compiled after his tragic death. I read it, and realized I needed to read all of his books and not just his most famous ones. One trip to the book store later, I had his two other fiction books, part of the Dirk Gently series. So far, they're quite good.
Well, once again, thanks for tuning in. So long, and thanks for all the fish!

Friday, October 10, 2008

Homecoming: so what?

Well, today I discovered something: most people I associate with each day, and trust in mental stability, are insane. Why else would they want to organize a pep rally that lasts 2 hours and wastes most of my time? Also, as class president, I couldn't just go and sit by my friends like I wanted to. Instead, I was expected to stand down by where the games were and help keep score and set up each game. It would have been just a little better if I was friends with even just one of the other class officers, but I'm not. They're all preps, I'm an unpopular person. I'm quite popular among the unpopular, but that just makes it worse. They kept having me stand on the other side of the gym doing the score, while they went off and gossiped meanly about all my friends (that's a guess).
Whats the big deal about homecoming anyway? All it is is a football game. Sure, I'm going, but that's just to hang out with my friends. i don't care about the game, as long as we win. To be a 100% truthful, I don't really get the rules of football. All the people in my scout troop who occupy senior positions love it, so we ends up playing a lot of it during camp outs. During those times, I just try and listen to what the other people say, and pray I'm not completely embarrassing my self.
Well, I've got to go. Well, I don't have to, but I'm done writing about this subject, and I don't want to start on the next until tomorrow.

Allergies (pt. 2)

Well, the results from the allergy tests are in. It turns out I'm allergic to everything they test for. Quite honestly, I'm not really surprised. Apparently no one has gotten 100% on the allergy testing for a long time, so I'm kind of proud about that. When I took the blood testing, the results showed that I was highly (but not deathly) allergic to milk. I'll keep drinking it, but now I'll worry that I'm slowly killing myself. In fact, the only thing I'm not allergic to is my pet rabbit, Koko.
The net result is I'll have to go in for shots once a week for the rest of my teenage years. Now, when I say shots, I mean the plural noun. I'll be getting two or three vials worth every week.
In other news, I can't find any good blogs on here. I know there has to be some, but they manage to keep out of sight from me. The only blog I'm a fan of is The Dilbert Blog, and Scott Adams (the author) gets really political about elections. Also, I know how it fells to have no followers, so I'd like to brighten up someones day. I only found one cool blog, and it was clearly translated from another language. I'd start reading it, but the font is incredibly tiny. Actually, the more I think of it, the cooler it seems. I think I'll give it another go.
Well, if anyone knows a a good blog, tell me, 'cause I'm looking.

Monday, October 6, 2008

Holla everyone!

Sweet! More people are posting comments on my blog! Sure, I know them all, but it still makes me really happy!
Anyway, this week at school is spirit week. On Monday, we wear cool hats. I'm totally covered there. On Wednesday, we wear Hawaiian stuff. On Thursday, It's Michigan Vs. State, and Friday is school colors day. Now, I know what your all thinking: "Hey Drew, you left Tuesday out!" That's because I'd like to go into greater depth. Tuesday is wacky hair/clash day, and I plan on rocking our school. Now, by clash it means you wear clothes that clash. I'm aware of this, but I instead choose to interpret that as "dress up like The Clash", the famous punk rock band. So, I'll be coming into school that day with a studded belt, tight pants, tight T-shirt, factory boots, the obligatory bandanna tied around my leg, and of course gigantic dark sunglasses. for my hair, I'm straightening it, which will look cooler than the rest of my outfit combined. It's normally curly, and quite long. I've straightened it twice before, and it goes down to the middle of my back. it's pretty freaky.
Anyhoo, thanks again to everyone who posted. It's the little things that get you through the day.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

A Lot of Random Thoughts

Hello, lovely readers, thanks for tuning in once again. Oh, and thanks for posting comments on my blog so I can pretend lots of people read this blog and most of them are too lazy to post.
Anyhoo, I just decided to post because I felt like it for no good reason. Well, lets chat a bit about me and guitar playing. My other band members a) don't know how to play either, b) are incredibly annoying, and c) have really stupid idea. The bassist came up with the gems that we should wear masks on stage, which does not seem like something my kind of band would do (that's pretty heavy metal), and that we should play rock band on stage instead of real instruments. OK, for the latter, what the #@$% was he thinking when he came up with that? I want to actually be a successful musician, not an idiot.
By the way, my guitar playing is getting better. I think the whole teach yourself method might actually work, at least for my style of music.
Well, I think I'd better get going, because my thoughts are starting to become harder to discern from the normal overhead going through.
See ya.