Just witnessed the masterpiece, TED, and realized that other than 21 Jump Street, there was not a funnier movie this whole year. Seth MacFarlane (spelling?) is a true genius. And you have to love Joel McHale playing a creepy boss. All around a good time was had by all.
Got to have the pleasure of having a great conversation with some of my best friends on two of their birthdays. It was great. Ended the conversation by going horizontal and falling asleep.
Going to the beach tomorrow with one of my best friends for a week to surf. Pretty psyched.
Shaka.
Be Seeing You.
"You can do more good by being good than any other way."
-John Wooden
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Good day
Work at 7:30 until 2:30, fixed my car, and saw LMFAO at the Wells Fargo Center. Good day. Plain and simple.
Be Seeing You
"Things turn out the best for those who make the best out of the way things turn out."
-John Wooden
Be Seeing You
"Things turn out the best for those who make the best out of the way things turn out."
-John Wooden
Friday, June 29, 2012
It's D.C. Hot...in Malvern
I woke up yesterday after passing out on the couch from sleep deprivation to the fact that I had to work a 9 hour day from 7:30 to 4:30. Then I realized that I love the movie In Bruges and would recommend it to anyone.
But today I woke up and realized that my car needs to be fixed and I have to borrow my Mom's car to go play golf with my friend in 102 degree weather. First off, it's PA, it's not supposed to get hat hot. Second of all, it's not supposed to get that hot. The round of golf was okay and I ended with a sunburn to challenge sunburns. Cheers to ineffective sun screen.
Stay Cool.
Be Seeing You.
"Opportunities are given when chances are taken."
-Anonymous/can't find the guy's name.
But today I woke up and realized that my car needs to be fixed and I have to borrow my Mom's car to go play golf with my friend in 102 degree weather. First off, it's PA, it's not supposed to get hat hot. Second of all, it's not supposed to get that hot. The round of golf was okay and I ended with a sunburn to challenge sunburns. Cheers to ineffective sun screen.
Stay Cool.
Be Seeing You.
"Opportunities are given when chances are taken."
-Anonymous/can't find the guy's name.
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Summarization of Events
The past few days have been so busy it is crazy. So here goes.
Recently, I went to the holocaust museum and was awed once again by the egregious acts committed. I was privileged enough to go in one of the actual carts and I just marveled at it all. No words can really describe the experience. You have to go yourself to get what it is about.
After that, I ways able I visit historic Georgetown and see why everyone wants to go to G. U. I visited my Iraq real Vineyard Vines and picked up the fratty style Matt has so graciously influenced upon me. I love that store. Finished that trip off with a Five guys burger and I was good to go.
We ended (I think) with a newsroom simulation where we had to put together a breaking news news package. I ended up being the sort of producer of my group. Talk about stress filled adrenaline rush! We had to do press conferences, interviews, news articles, social media applications. It was crazy. It was about some fake company having an oil pipe burst off the New Orleans coast. It was pretty fun.
The next day, I spent half the day in the Hirshhorn museum which was displaying a 'supersensorial' exhibit. It was trippy and awesome. I could have spent the entire day there. Then I ended up running back to my bus group eating French fries and still keeping a pretty good mile pace.
We went back and finished our articles for our classes and then to dinner and off to all the Washington Monumentd at night which was a hundred times better than seeing them during the day. It was great. So serene and just awesome.
The next day was leadership stuff an then our last class and then a whole motivational speech on living in the moment, which was quite relevant at the time. I got up and said what 'I had discovered' but was interrupted by a freak lymph node pulsation. Kind of killed the mood.
That was followed up by the coorespondents dance which was great. Then today, I had to say goodbye to all those who have changed me so much and especially say goodbye to the one and only Matt Barrier, who is a replica of me from Raliegh, NC.
And as I ride the Acela Express to 30th Street Station from Union Station, it's not the guy spilling his diet Pepsi all over himself, waking himself up or the fact that foreigners don't realized how loudly they talk on the phone. And it is not the fact that I only got to have one advice filled, quesadilla and burrito surrounded meal with one of my favorite cousins because of the nonexistent free time I had and restrictions on traveling off campus that were in place (Cactus Cantina, best freaking quesadilla I have had. Period end of story.) It is the fact I won't be able to see all the amazing leaders I has come I know as my friends over the past 11 days when I wake up tomorrow. But I am not sad, more disappointed.
Nevertheless, the National Student Leadership Conference at American University in Washington, D.C. was the best experience I have had in too long a time. Thank you everybody.
Now it is time to return to the City of Brotherly Love and it's suburbs to enjoy a real cheesesteak. Oh how I have missed them.
Be Seeing You
"That which can be counted does not always count, but that which counts can't always be counted."
Recently, I went to the holocaust museum and was awed once again by the egregious acts committed. I was privileged enough to go in one of the actual carts and I just marveled at it all. No words can really describe the experience. You have to go yourself to get what it is about.
After that, I ways able I visit historic Georgetown and see why everyone wants to go to G. U. I visited my Iraq real Vineyard Vines and picked up the fratty style Matt has so graciously influenced upon me. I love that store. Finished that trip off with a Five guys burger and I was good to go.
We ended (I think) with a newsroom simulation where we had to put together a breaking news news package. I ended up being the sort of producer of my group. Talk about stress filled adrenaline rush! We had to do press conferences, interviews, news articles, social media applications. It was crazy. It was about some fake company having an oil pipe burst off the New Orleans coast. It was pretty fun.
The next day, I spent half the day in the Hirshhorn museum which was displaying a 'supersensorial' exhibit. It was trippy and awesome. I could have spent the entire day there. Then I ended up running back to my bus group eating French fries and still keeping a pretty good mile pace.
We went back and finished our articles for our classes and then to dinner and off to all the Washington Monumentd at night which was a hundred times better than seeing them during the day. It was great. So serene and just awesome.
The next day was leadership stuff an then our last class and then a whole motivational speech on living in the moment, which was quite relevant at the time. I got up and said what 'I had discovered' but was interrupted by a freak lymph node pulsation. Kind of killed the mood.
That was followed up by the coorespondents dance which was great. Then today, I had to say goodbye to all those who have changed me so much and especially say goodbye to the one and only Matt Barrier, who is a replica of me from Raliegh, NC.
And as I ride the Acela Express to 30th Street Station from Union Station, it's not the guy spilling his diet Pepsi all over himself, waking himself up or the fact that foreigners don't realized how loudly they talk on the phone. And it is not the fact that I only got to have one advice filled, quesadilla and burrito surrounded meal with one of my favorite cousins because of the nonexistent free time I had and restrictions on traveling off campus that were in place (Cactus Cantina, best freaking quesadilla I have had. Period end of story.) It is the fact I won't be able to see all the amazing leaders I has come I know as my friends over the past 11 days when I wake up tomorrow. But I am not sad, more disappointed.
Nevertheless, the National Student Leadership Conference at American University in Washington, D.C. was the best experience I have had in too long a time. Thank you everybody.
Now it is time to return to the City of Brotherly Love and it's suburbs to enjoy a real cheesesteak. Oh how I have missed them.
Be Seeing You
"That which can be counted does not always count, but that which counts can't always be counted."
Another Day at NSLC
Sorry, we have been so delayed on keeping up with the blog posts. To sum of the many events of three days ago, first, we had a group leadership activity at 9 in the morning which involved writing a 1 minute speech about a random topic assigned to you. Not having eaten much of anything, and hardly able even manage the simple task of holding my head up, this was a very difficult thing to do. We had 1 minute to write the speech and I ended up unable to read my own handwriting, and stumbling over my very eloquent thoughts about ethics in media (my topic.) Lack of sleep was my major malfunction.
Then, we all migrated, slowly, to the next leadership activity involving dancing down the length of two rooms alone, while not copying any dance move done by people before you. It ended up in some stellar dance moves (by Matt Barrier especially.) The entire group went one by one and it ended up as one big dance party. With the lights on. At 10:00 AM. On a Saturday. Just saying.
Then from there it was a lunch of which I ate three sweet potato fries and a bite of a burger. Not a satisfying meal.
And then to Arlington Cemetery where we got to take a full tour and even witness the changing of the guard which is one of the most intense and moving ceremonies I have ever witnessed. The seriousness, the formality and the perfection of the military tradition makes any person who has knowledge of military procedure. It was awesome. It literally inspired awe.
From there we went back to the buses, hot, hungry and tired. The bus was uncomfortable and the trip from Arlington to our next stop seemed much longer than it was in actuality. Our next stop was the Baltimore Harbor. En route, 'that's what she said' must have been uttered more than 'Amen' is said at a church. It ended up being a competition between me and a girl Rien (Ryan). The score of the TWSS match was 43-32 when we stepped into the heat of Baltimore Harbor.
I was told that the place to go when you went to the Baltimore Harbor, besides the aquarium, was a restaurant named "Dick's Last Resort." i was told that the waiters insulted you and we're mean and threw a lot of unnamed stuff at you.
It sounded like a good time.
And it was. I had the menu options yelled at me, an amazing rack of ribs and napkins showered across the entirety of our table and the surrounding area. Someone even threatened to sell a baby when it got out of its seat and proceeded to yell at the mother "BE A BETTER PARENT!"
An all around good time indeed. I had amazing ribs and was marveling at the attractiveness of working at Dick's. Until one of the people I was with got violently sick from the oh so famous Baltimore crab cakes. And then another one had her period. In white shorts. In a Barnes and Noble. Then I had to help my friend regain balance and quell the nausea while Matt had to coach the other through a 'crisis.'
The entire bus ride home was filled with a good conversation with my sick friend about music and movies and random topics. According to Matt, the girl on her period asked for Advil and was handed Oxycontin by a guy who just had his wisdom teeth out. And according to Matt, she knew what it was and popped it anyway, leading to reenactments of the entire Wizard of Oz in the voice of Dorothy.
The last activity was a diatonic (?) conversation with two people from our assigned groups. A fun activity to end the night.
Be Seeing You
"Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds."
-Albert Einstein
Then, we all migrated, slowly, to the next leadership activity involving dancing down the length of two rooms alone, while not copying any dance move done by people before you. It ended up in some stellar dance moves (by Matt Barrier especially.) The entire group went one by one and it ended up as one big dance party. With the lights on. At 10:00 AM. On a Saturday. Just saying.
Then from there it was a lunch of which I ate three sweet potato fries and a bite of a burger. Not a satisfying meal.
And then to Arlington Cemetery where we got to take a full tour and even witness the changing of the guard which is one of the most intense and moving ceremonies I have ever witnessed. The seriousness, the formality and the perfection of the military tradition makes any person who has knowledge of military procedure. It was awesome. It literally inspired awe.
From there we went back to the buses, hot, hungry and tired. The bus was uncomfortable and the trip from Arlington to our next stop seemed much longer than it was in actuality. Our next stop was the Baltimore Harbor. En route, 'that's what she said' must have been uttered more than 'Amen' is said at a church. It ended up being a competition between me and a girl Rien (Ryan). The score of the TWSS match was 43-32 when we stepped into the heat of Baltimore Harbor.
I was told that the place to go when you went to the Baltimore Harbor, besides the aquarium, was a restaurant named "Dick's Last Resort." i was told that the waiters insulted you and we're mean and threw a lot of unnamed stuff at you.
It sounded like a good time.
And it was. I had the menu options yelled at me, an amazing rack of ribs and napkins showered across the entirety of our table and the surrounding area. Someone even threatened to sell a baby when it got out of its seat and proceeded to yell at the mother "BE A BETTER PARENT!"
An all around good time indeed. I had amazing ribs and was marveling at the attractiveness of working at Dick's. Until one of the people I was with got violently sick from the oh so famous Baltimore crab cakes. And then another one had her period. In white shorts. In a Barnes and Noble. Then I had to help my friend regain balance and quell the nausea while Matt had to coach the other through a 'crisis.'
The entire bus ride home was filled with a good conversation with my sick friend about music and movies and random topics. According to Matt, the girl on her period asked for Advil and was handed Oxycontin by a guy who just had his wisdom teeth out. And according to Matt, she knew what it was and popped it anyway, leading to reenactments of the entire Wizard of Oz in the voice of Dorothy.
The last activity was a diatonic (?) conversation with two people from our assigned groups. A fun activity to end the night.
Be Seeing You
"Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds."
-Albert Einstein
Friday, June 22, 2012
Video of the Day
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=il096zbUDfA
Anderson Cooper at his best.
-Video Credit---Matt Barrier
-Video Credit---Matt Barrier
First Post
Malcolm almost got kicked out....alright alright that's joke. But he did get a stern talking to, and well i was there for half of it. Leaving a friend behind though with the possibility of them getting in trouble is sweat inducing, but the phrase "Matt you are free to go," is relieving. Malcolm's opening post was a great introduction but very serious which doesn't represent what every post will be like. Today in my backpack Journalism class we took the metro back to Dupont circle to film some more. Carrying all our equipment around wasn't as bad today as it was only 95 degrees instead of a heat index of 105 yesterday. My first idea was to get more shots of Sweetgreen, but their manager wouldn't let me so I had to go to my back up plan at BGR and toss out all my footage from the day before. I met a women from Raleigh in BGR though. Represent! She went to NCSU where my mom went and went to HS near my old school. I know I know it's not really that cool but out of all the people I could have ran into it was her. My amateur mistake of the day is when I was interviewing people and they would laugh on camera I couldn't control my laughter. I mean I don't blame them if I was being interviewed I wouldn't be able to keep a straight face. Helen interviewed a musician today from Fayetteville NC, a little town about 45 mins from Raleigh, but he was born in Trinidad and Tobago and man oh man could he play those drums. Oh wait wait Malcolm just told me that we need to go to bed. This is a first. I am normally telling him to shut up so I can get some sleep. I'm not done with my post but I have to jump on this opportunity. You know I love my sleep. "I'm Malcolm Anderson, and I'm Matt Barrier and we're reporting live from the Newseum."
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