I saw Kenny Barron perform at UTSA today.  And it changed my life.  To call him a good, or even a great pianist would be to commit a mortal sin of understatement.  That man has god in his fingers.  And what made it even better was the fact that I was accompanied by my beautiful girlfriend, and my best friend.  Even though John slept through most ( Read more... )

   Over the last few weeks, some shit has happened to me that, to be quite frank, sucks ass.  And yet, in spite of adversity, acute social isolation, and a rather soul draining academic existence due to a certain disciplinary period I have been forced to endure, I find myself rather satisfied.  Delighted, even, at times.  I'm so smitten. 

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Steven Clarke
9/6/06
Eng. IV AP/DC
Ms. Temple
College Essay

With every passing second, a person’s experience as a human, being, is in a state of constant growth; each tiny increment of time contributes to the gestalt of human perception. As the seconds become minutes, minutes hours, hours days, and ( Read more... )

Some people say that we pay professional athletes too much money for the job that they do. I have given it some deep thought, and I believe that this is true. However, due to the competitive nature of team sports in general, any attempt to lower gross pay that was not completely and absolutely unified would almost assuredly fail. Talented and ( Read more... )

So let me tell you about last Saturday morning. I awoke at 6:25 AM, followed by a shower, followed by a light breakfast and some stretching. It was the day upon which I would take one of the most important tests of my life, the SAT. I had a map of how to get to Alamo Heights High School, but I had never been there, and it wasn't very useful ( Read more... )

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Coo coo cachoo, I'm goin to Bonnaroo, you should come too, check out my sweet shoes, if you run me over with your car I'll sue, but just for damages, cause I'm not a dick, I don't want to take all your money and put your family out on the streets where your children would probably do drugs and maybe get arrested and not go to college.

Tightest album I've ever heard- Handsome Boy Modeling School-White People. Its freakin' amazing. In other news, I think I'm getting a job as a lifeguard at the Spectrum Gym. If anyone wants to do something sweet this weekend, let me know. I think I'm going out with some people to get buffalo wings on Saturday.

My beer is ready! It tastes like budweiser. Going to add honey next time.

Repeated letdowns. Brain hurts a little bit. Ping pong makes it better. My beer is brewing.