Let's get this going

So this will be my personal blog. It's seems to be chic right now. And I'm all about fancy french words, so I had to make one. There's a lot of pressure though, I mean. My blog's gotta be funny, dramatic, and really speak to the heart. Otherwise who'll read it? Well, I don't think I can pull that off as well as some of my other friends (jade, brian, mike pape), but hey.

I'm in Asheville, NC right now at a Comfort Inn & Suites. I have to admit, I'm shocked at how many of the hotels I've stayed at in the last 1.5 weeks have free broadband internet access. We are living in a glorious age are we not? So, Asheville. Pretty cool and stuff. We are just passing through although my mom really wants to go check out the Biltmore Estate again (the largest privately owned estate in the US). We check it out like every time we've gone down or back from Kiawah (yes, me, jaded, spoiled, etc.).

Anyway, it was a great trip overall. I saw Duke University and University of North Carolina on the way down and they were both extraordinarily beautiful. I met with a guy at Duke who, upon hearing that I wanted to go into Computer Graphics and possibly video game design and/or movie work, basically told me "go to UNC." Which was funny...because we were at Duke. He said that UNC has one of the best Computer Graphics programs in the nation, if not the best. He also mentioned University of Utah (who'd a thunk), and Univeristy of Illinios at Chicago (so aaron, I'm gonna apply there & wouldn't that be sweet).

Kiawah was glorious. I usually don't like the beach thing. I mean seriuosly. I guess I'm crazy for not enjoying sand in all my crevices (pronounced "cra vases"), salt in my eyes, sun burn, sun poisoning, unnecessary sweating, greasy sunblock, 5 showers a day for the previously stated reasons (going and coming from the beach at various times). However, I had a good time because the weather was the mildest its ever been in my memory of Kiawah. And there are pluses. We played golf 3 times (once at the Ocean Course, for those of you who know golf courses...it's redic), my dad and I played paddle ball with the ambition of passing 300 (we could've done it but the last day was crappy weather so no beach...we made it to 175 or so), tennis, and good family time. By good family time I mean, counting the times my dad recycles key jokes for instance. Julie and I counted 5 times that my dad made a joke about me not liking tomatos, 4 times that he joked about the beach not being my favorite thing, and about a dozen or so arnold "the governator" impersonations. If you know my dad, you'll be laughing right now.

Well, I'll try to be funnier and shorter next time so as to keep your attentions.
Like, "Where do you find a dog with no legs? Right where you left it badum. Peace out bitches." (dja like that one?).

in Christ,
jason