Stop, Drop, Shut em down, open up shop

Really good week this week, i seriously dont think anything went that wrong, but lots of things went right.

I got off of work thursday and on friday packed up to go home to see my step dad for father day. i forgot to take the tag off of his shirt so he found out it was a clearance shirt. but oh well, atleast i got him something,

on friday buhler and i watched "Be cool" it was entertaining for sure. i went to a family reunion in mannford the next day and had tons of food. seeing the other side of the family was good too.

Ive only been drunk once this week...this is the first time ive only been intoxicated once in a week since april...APRIL. usually that would indicate this hasnt been a good week, but its all good. 5 years of age difference...5. thats the oldest ive ever been with. God that rules. that night she convinced friends from work to let me come party with them, the difficulty is that im 18 and all the people who party there are atleast 21, so underrage drinking kinda freaks them out. however, they were convinced and i had a ton of concoxtions of drinks and jello shots along with some good music, dancing, and...a little fun at the end. woke up the next morning, ate mcdonalds breakfast and went to work.

monday i woke up and went to work at 6 am which should indicate that the day is going to suck, but around noon, i found out that our application to a house in edmond was selected. on Wednesday we signed the lease! its a nice house in edmond with a separate room outside for all of my musical equipment. it has a covered patio, a bar, and enough room in the garage for the pool table. its nolan, phil, and i. lets see how 12 months works out...bare in mind after 12 months we find another roommate to replace phil...so lots of good times. we move in on july first...so seven days left.

best thing ever, the pistons won game six. its off to game seven of the nba finals in san antonio. ill be at buffalo wild wings for the end of the game for sure. itll be time for wings...and time to cheer for...DETROIT BASKETBALL! have you ben wallaced today?

-AC

Killer boots, man

Hello Hello, im coming to you from a night cold and dreary while i wander weak and weary.

Roller coaster week this week. it wouldve been better, but ive only drank thrice since last wednesday. which means ive had more time to care about things and less time to be obnoxious. and it pisses me off.

i found a new workout plan. in 12 weeks ill be in the best physical condition of my life. and its going to be awesome.

that outta the way. we found a kickass house...and found out it got sold...tons of space and three acres in the back. it was perfect. and its not ours. were back on the prowl, hope to have it set by july 1st.

been sitting around edmond...and it blows...i worked forty hours last week, but its all good. i did this corporate challenge last weekend, our volleyball team blew but my basketball team rocked. the manager from the store in moore was on my team, he was good, we lost our first game, won our second game, and in the third game, we were tied in the last second, they scored and i called a timeout with twenty seconds left. i set the play through a solid pass our boy put it up and made it and got fouled...however because he was fouled they didnt give us the point so we ran another play (bare in mind that its a running clock and fouls dont stop it) different play now, i set the assist and they hack downlow. at this point we cant set up the next play because the time runs out. so illegit of a loss. anyway the funny part was walking away after trying to argue with the ref and hearing the manager from the other store walk off with me as he said "oh...oh thats bullshit....fuck that" nice call...

anyways, the pistons got down 2-0 to the spurs...and man was i scared...but two wins at home later, and the score is even. two bigs wins in a row too. this is a good series.

ive actually been hanging out with some friends from work recently. its odd, they are all older than me. and they cant believe im 18 because there all 22-25. either way, its awesome, ive learned a shitload about women in this short time. im signing up for a kohls charge tomorrow...the world of credit is coming my way. hope it works.

i love buffalo wild wings, and i love the new thursday 50 cent boneless wing night. ive been at buffalos twice this week (on both pistons wins) with that friend from work. something is telling me i need to spend more time at that bar. if the pistons are winning everytime im coincidentally at the same place and same time with same people, then God is telling me something.

i liked "interview with the vampire" and i loved "boondock saints".

ive decided im getting a tattoo. its going to be bands on both biceps. the left arm will say "alatheia" and the right arm will say "veritas" the reason i have chosen these is a historical reference of imperial logic. genealogically this is a good pointing place to positing where imperialism began. alatheia is greek for truth. the greeks took truth as a subjective form considering the viewpoints of others as right as well as there own. when the romans overthrew the greeks they changed alatheia to veritas which means truth in latin however the romans changed the subjective form to a more concrete black and white definition of truth which allowed them to say some people are right and some people are wrong allowing exclusion of some which led to violent exclusion, submission, brutality, assimilation, wars, and tons of imperialism. On my chest im considering getting the tattoo of the word "Truth" as the mediation of the two arms. not sure yet.

nolan young is a great guy. i know he doesnt read anyhting online, which is why im writing this. but seriously a good friend. it takes alot for me to allow someone to be a close friend, but hes earned alot of my respect and a little of my trust.

ive figured out my purpose in life. it involves reviving the legacy of my great-grandfather finis smith who is suffering from pancreatic cancer. he is a former senator from oklahoma and his name used to be everywhere in tulsa until his name got trashed by frank keating. i plan on fulfilling his legacy through my political/law career. and changing things to form my own legacy through fulfilling his and extending it to areas never extended.

i end with a prayer, an irish prayer:
And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."

that is a prayer used to depict justice in the movie boondock saints. for me, it is for justice and bringing justice.

behold what i have done

FIRE. straight up, fire.

p.s. the weekly post is moving to wednesdays because cool stuff happens on weekends, and im bored on wednesdays.

So i went camping the day before nobles left. It friggin ruled, aside the fact that it was people i enjoy doing somehting i like doing at a place that was cool, there was a friggin fire.

I got drunk, whats new. but it was a good drunk, i outdrank everyone and it was great. and i didnt get sick, even better, and i didnt have a hangover, im blessed. vodka was good for sure, i always love some vodka and the white russian was pretty good to have. but damn that beer was the best part. aside the difficulty in opening until...we broke buhlers belt, it was a great beer. i only drank four beers after i had all my liquor but it was enjoyable.

best of all from the night, my friends got real sick (not good, it sucks) but when they passed out they forgot to hide the lighter fluid from me. i was on that like a pack of dogs on a three legged cat. it was a little boring just trying to squirt it, but being as ingenious as i am, i saw an empty cup next to me, and decided to fill it up and dump it in the fire. bout lost my eyebrows, but damn it was nice. i did that about two and a half times, the second one the cup was almost full and it was a huge blaze. after that, i drank one more and went to sleep.

woke up, grabbed my phone from buhler, and left, i checked outgoing messages and calls...zero. drunk dialing is on the decrease and out the door.

went to work sunday...it was long, but not as long as the eleven hours i worked monday or the nine today. it sucks when all you do is work and sleep. it also sucks when the only thing you can really look forward to is work. god its boring in edmond, and i miss living in tulsa, so much easier there. there its settled im probably going to sand springs to live and work next summer. i miss being around all my people in tulsa. thats probably why im constantly commuting back.

debate assignments got dispursed today, mines long but horridly easy. after i read and cut about 20 books ill be done son. 400 pages of a file later and im finito with my assignment.


the only thing im going to say thats serious as advice is going to be very vague and wont be understood unless you are the person im talking to.
its hard to let go, especially when you know that letting go will hurt someone close to you. we all do things that hurt other people. sometimes not thinking about it, but if you have done something and continue doing it you arent being a friend. if you arent going to stop you need to do what it takes to make sure that they arent hurt whether its telling, attempting to quit, or if its some relational thing...de-escalate the relationship, but what ever you do, do it with haste. i know it suck to let go sometimes...but its a necessity.


oh, and btw, drunk dialing is not a reason to stop being someones friend...there are 95 things i could do that are much worse than calling you when im intoxicating and if you are going to never speak to me again because of that then fuck off...you made me say fuck online. ass.

oh, and the pistons won in 7...friggin a. off to the finals, again to take on the spurs. if tayshaun prince can hold down manu ginobili we have a huge chance. we have a great mismatch for us in billups v. parker, billups is bigger and can post up as a point guard...and he rocks on the D. Rasheed wallace will be the x-factor in the series tho...if he plays well, the pistons win consecutive championships.

-"the wizard" - a casey

anxiously awaiting

Well i must say im really surprised to find out that everything that happened that im talking about happened in one week. its enough for two weeks so ill condense.

I went to this family reunion last friday until monday. we stayed at lake texoma in durant at this cabin. The first night was supposed to be just moving in and getting set up, but my sector of the family and i understood "moving in and setting up" to mean, drink some beer. and we did, and were we ever good at it. i only made like one drunk phone call that didnt even turn out bad. go me. I woke up the next morning at eight oclock(hangover free remarkably) and played 18 holes of golf. my uncles kept trying to get me to hit on the beer girl, made me uncomfortable, so the drinking commenced at around 11:30am. two beers and 7 holes later i was much more relaxed and didnt have to worry about the beer girl, she was however really impressed with my ability to lose my balls in the water hazard, several times. that sounds dirtier than it really is. one case of climedia later, it was back to drinkin with my cousin zach. we went to the bar and we attempted to drink beer, but i couldnt drink enough fast enough to get me where i wanted, so off to the red bull and vodka...only one drunken phone call later and im pretty sure i pissed off my ex-girlfriend melissa...bitch owes me money. I went horseback riding the next morning, and then go-kart racing. i actually raced the day before and i got in trouble for ramming my cousins into the wall, while being yelled at my sister passed me and won, so the next day i found it necessary to race again, and i won...i only put her through one wall...bitch owes me money. after that i played some basketball with relatives and almost got in a fight with this mouthy kid who was playing against me, he wouldnt quit so i stepped on his "broken" toe, and then well, the fight didnt happen, i havent gotten in a fist fight in over a year and a family reunion wasnt the place to start. either way, we won the basketball game and i went back to drinking.

then i made the drunken phone call that did go bad. i didnt realize how much of an asshole i was till like 3 days later. the thing was, was that i wasnt that drunk at all, i was just a paranoid bastard. i still cant find a good excuse. the call wasnt so bad as was the situation that i called during. either way, apologies out to all, on the brightside im condensing down the drinking and dialing, go me.

the rest of the week sucked, i have had weird anxiety attacks for a year and a half and alot of things set them off this week and made me really uncomfortable, and to calm myself i played some basketball and sprained my thumb which denied me the ability to relieve some other anxieties...if you know what i mean. really sucked. i couldnt quite function sometimes and it eventually made me sick.

pistons down 3-2, game 6 tonight, lets get back fellas, we can still get to the spurs. goin campin tonight, garth brooks still rules, peace hombres,

andy

p.s. nothing is funnier than drinking with a bunch of your relatives who are telling you that they hated your ex and forbid you from dating her/marrying her. i actually had one older aunt refer to her as "oh, that bitch." it was humorous to say the least.