island

An island is one of the lonliest placest on the earth. Surrounded, trapped on all sides by water. Nothing near but waves. Only company is that of other islands in an archipelago of which the island cannot touch nor communicate with. A breeze of solitude is in the air. Yet this solitude is not comforting. Nothing more then itself does the island have. The waves act as bars, chains, and disrespect. Stuck in a situation it never intended. Always planning on growing to be a tall prestigious mountain. It becomes seculuded. Hurricanes and tsunamis drown the island with fear and pain. It is unescapable, no other friends around. As though everything has fanished. Yet, it has always been alone. From the outside the island looks aesthetically pleasing, friendly, happy. However, this is far from the truth of the matter. The island is in lust of companionship. Companionship is out of reach beyond the fiersome blows of the sea. The deep thorn of a rose the island must feal deep within its heart. Knowing its own beauty and potential with such a road block. As though a prisinor in jail. As though someone who tried so hard but fell so short and is know locked behind bars. An island must have such mental hardships walking along the sandy shore. Yet their is something so prestige about the island in its misery. Maybe it is the way it manages to portray a place of joy and excitement. Maybe its the potential it has. Maybe it is the solitude. I have a fealing that places such as the himalayas feal predominant of islands. Because they have a higher elevation from sea level. These land locked mountains appear more respectable when in fact from base to summit they are sizeably smaller than islands. These appereances of being superior is only that after all an apperance of more accurately an illusion.
The island is strong and remarkable yet blood is dripping from it. It is hard to imagine a crazy place like an island caged up.

epiphany (or however it is spelled)

Upon my family trip to Pedernales Falss State Park I had a giant epiphany. I am already some what of a modern nature freak or as i say transcendentalist. Back on topic, I realized how not only beautiful nature is but also powerfall (both metaphorically and literally). Pedernales Falls is a great place to sip a taste of nature. With a the Perdanales River running through a boulder feild in a canyon beauty is not running low. Experiencing the power of nature is not running low either with 10 foot waterfalls. The falls crashing upon the boulders after pludging the ten foot drop is only the tip of the iceberg under the aspect of power. This river running through the boulder feild in this canyon happens to be in a flash flood zone. A flash food is power among all other powers. Brown muddy water pushing 15,000 cfs through a canyon strikes you just as that of a shotgun slug would, with lots of energy and momentum, powerfull. With society after such a lust for power i would presume that nature would consequently have a super glue effect upon society due to such an unfathomable amount of power. Society is also greatly thriving upon the image of beauty. Yet the closest many get to experiencing such beauty is the computer screensaver, which hardly qualifies as the same thing. The force driving people from, or suppressing people from experiencing nature is obviously the unnecessary comforts of modern society (technology). In the book "Into the Wild" i read "it is not always important to be strong but it always important to feal strong" to test yourself in ways out of your normal lifestyle. So more should test theirselves by trekking into nature to see what their is to see. Back to Pedernales and my epiphany. I have a longing to share nature with others for the sake of love and preservation. The more people that care the more likely for preservation. I believe the best way to achieve such a goal is obviously to get people caring or intrested. How? By sparking an interest in people of all ages. Again, how? By taking those who do not have a chance for everday experience by finding a love for nature within. For example, take your friends and loved ones to places like rock climbing walls if they like it take them rock climbing. Take them kayaking, hiking, or camping. Sign up kids for boyscouts to see how they like camping. Society obviously still maintains some love with nature. This is seen through obvious signs such as computer screen savers and parks in cities to name a few. Lets put passion for nature back into society. Maybe america will loose a couple pounds at worst.

Spring Break

Spring break is upon us, most importantly me. And as though my mind is near totally off of school, not abnormal at all, i must continue to write my blog, thanks TB. My plans for the break are to go fly fishing during the week while camping in New Braunfels. Where trout is stocked for twelve miles below the damn year round. Then when Friday roles around i plan to do some hiking at pedernales falls state park in Johnson City with my family. All around a relaxing spring break in the open air of the outdoors. This will probably be the last time i touch the computer for a few days and i will not miss it. Now i have reached 400 words i presume.

March Madness Predictions

Well the nations best athletic tournament is among us now. And that tournament is March Madness. The NCAA college basketball tournament going all the way from the preliminary round to the sweet sixteen to the final four which is taking place in San Antonio, Texas this year. Which I may have the fortune of attending if i am lucky enough (pray for my good fortune).

This year i think will be a very good tournament with teams like UNC, Duke, Memphis, Tennessee, Kansas, Texas, and other condenders. Yet the best part about the tournaments is not how well the higher seeded teams perform, but how the higher seeded teams are hopefully upset in remarkable games by the unexpected wins from the underdog. Hopefully this year the exception to this rule will be Tennesse who will have to best UNC to get to the Final Four. This will be a tough task as UNC is the number one seed with the mvp of the year, Hansborough who is white. A uncommon race for the mvp in the game of basketball. I am cheering for Tennessee in the tournament but predict that UNC will win with there consistent playing performance. However with a game of similiar caliber when Tennessee upset memphis anything could happen.

The reason March Madness is the best athletic tournament in the states even over proffesional tounaments is because of the hunger the players have and the true love of the game. Proffesional athletics play to many games a year to be hungry and more importantly have lost the love of the game due to the demolition ball of money. College athletics requires much time and energy that would not be spent if a high love for the game was not within the player. Also college basketball is very much more of a team game that of proffesional sports inparticurlaly the NBA. Also its just flat out more exciting with a much larger fan base especially with growing numbers of college graduates.

However, i did emphasize the point it is the best tournament within the states because there are international athletic tournaments that are better such as the world cup, olympics, green narrows river race, and others.

Again?

My neighbor, for the purposes of privacy we'll call her Woulda arrived home today for spring break from UTD. She had to return home because her parents are on vacation in Cabo San Lucas and her younger brother should never be left alone for more then ten minutes. She gets home gives me a ring and tells me to come over so we can go eat along with some of our other friends Shaniqua and Brewster. After fealing like gangsters from watching BET for an hour or so we decide to hit up Freebirds at Huebner for some grub and leave her brother home for an hour or two. Where might this story be going? We get to Freebirds and as I, the last person to order is half way into my artwork (my burrito making) Woulda gets a phone call and automatically says you better be kidding or i'll punch you in the face i pinky promise! As it turns out her younger brother 5 minutes after we left decided to meet his friends and do some good ol' fashion hick town four by fouren. We'll that call that came 15 minutes into the muddin trip was a frantic "come home i've broke my ankle." Well thats always what you want to hear when you parents are out of town and you have Woulda became Danica Patrick and the Ford Escape became a Formula 1 car. Driving 105 in a top heavy car with alot of body roll while chomping on a burrito that was beautifully crafted all to the magnificent harmony of "What the Fuck", "Why the hell...", and other rants along the same lines of anger. 20 minutes and the boy known for trouble at the worst of times prevails yet again.
Oh the normally 20 minute drive lasted 12 and then where at the place of incident to see a gaint baseball ankle. And he better be damn happy that is was really broken otherwise it would have been so much worse. So we carry him to the newly born Formula 1 car and head for Boerne Urgeant Care. 2 hours in the waiting room with animal planet, sonic drinks, and a game of egyptian ratscurr and we were back on the road home. Oh and the boy with the broken ankle got a perscription for vikaden. Well i'm pissed!!
Sounds like the start to a good spring break for woulda. And if your asking yes i would.

BOA

So i have been at boa for the past 4 days. Boa ( boerne outdoor academy) is a camp 6th graders go to learn about the outdoors first hand. The camp is sponsered by HEB and is in the middle of no where. Which is why TB this post has taken 9 days to post.
I was a student leader of 8 kids and all but three of them i enjoyed as much as a misquite thorn. They were a pain. That is an experience thats makes me lean towards zero kids. The camp was decent with the exception of that. Throughout the week the kids and i endured activities such as hiking, wading, fishing, canooeing, rocket building, volleyball, basketball, kickball, team building, obstacle courses, meals, nap attempts, and other stuff that was in the name of bogus education.
My two favorite parts of camp boa where limited to two specefic areas of camp. One was going on the hike for a mile through the water with D. Webb and the other was hanging out with one of my campers madre.
Lets start with the hike. The hike was 4 miles through the texas hill country and then 1 mile of wading through the frio river. The 4 miles was not all that bad but i do have decent bit of hiking under my belt just your standard trail. Something that won't cause the 6th graders or the moms any problems. Then when we reach the water some turn around others continue foward like spartans. And a spartan i am. With D we walked through the water which was cold enough for you to go numb in about 2 minutes for about a mile just relaxing, talking, and watching the kids all while enjoying the bluffs on both sides of the river.
Then there was the mom. She was probably the coolest mom you could have ever met. And she was an attractive mother if you've ever seen american pie you know where i'm going with this. Anyways camp was all around decent and the worst part was i missed utsa class. How unfortunate.