Ireland Pt. 2

Sooooooooo some crazy shite has happened since the last post.

My Aunt got locked in a castle dungeon.

This should be a joke, but it's not.

She was wandering around, and the doors had timed locks. So all of a sudden, the thing slams shut and leaves her in there.

About this time, i was being attacked by this scary crow/beast-bird thing that wanted to eat me, after trying to take a picture of it. So were searching around for her, and couldn't find her. I guess like, 20 minutes down in the dungeon, someone happened to come down, and let her out.

She got lucky. We don't even have phones, so she was totally prisoner-like.

Since then, we haven't done much interesting, but I got some b.a. pictures of Ireland.

Be ready.

It's 2:30 a.m.

Bye.

Ireland Pt. 1

Well hullo there.

I'm in Ireland, you may or may not have known that. I figure the title kinda gives it away. Sooooo I figured I'd update everyone on my life via this bad boy.

We flew out of chicago at like, 7 pm on sunday, and got to Ireland at like 8 in the morning. Unfortunatly for us, this was like 2 am to us. So, we had like 5 pints to wake up. Then we flew further into ireland, and I started to randomly fall asleep everytime I sat down. This continued until like, last night.

Yesterday we went to Galway, which was pretty sweet, there was some huge boat race going on, which would have been awesome if it had not attracted pick pocketers, which got my aunts wallet.

That sucked.

But other than that, the day was awesome, we were up until like 3 am playing cards and drinking.

Seriously, all the irish drinking stories are true. Me and my dad had a pint race yesterday night.

I won 6-2.

I should not be alive.

But I'm pretty sure I lost my sense of smell and taste. And my hearing is still messed up from the flight. So I'm kind of like a zombie.

Expect a new update soon.

<3 Sean

Trees are Only Fun in Lord of the Rings

Holy Cow, I'm going to Ireland in one day! I sorta have my stuff packed, I found my passport, and I have no idea what any of the other travel plans are. I know we are staying in a building, the building is in Ireland, and that Ireland has pubs. I guess thats all that really matters...

But anyways, so the last couple days were pretty eventful. I woke up super early to go to Decatur to pick up some new trees, because the trees they sold us were very dead. Like, Fievel Goes West tumbleweed in the desert kind of dead. 

Now, me and Decatur already had a bad track record. The first time I went there, it turned into a terrible fiasco, where i ended up in anderson, which is a good 2 hours away, then ended up in this sketchy nursery, that looked like something terrifying out of a video game, so I could pick up these 3 trees. 

What is the status of those 3? 2 were KIA'd by dirt and water and nutrients, which totally makes sense.... the other, is still alive, but not the kind of tree we ordered. Like, it has white blossoms and the trees were supposed to have like, red, or something. I digress.

Anyways, we drive an hour to go get these trees, and the dude goes, "nobody dug your trees out. they aren't ready." Wrong. Not OK. So my mom goes, "can you deliver them?" "Yes.        But there's a delivery charge." "I want my money back." Then I took the trees out of the car, and left them in the middle of their road. We then binge ate Taco Bell.

Dear Heller Nursery in Decatur, Indiana: 

You can die, just like your stupid dead trees.

Update on Life of Sean

So, it's been a few days, things have been a little less busy, so I find myself finding other things to do, because I'm not writing blogs to avoid doing other things. But don't be alarmed, I'll get back into the spin of things soon.

So last post, I said I had an announcement. Well, most people already know because I put it on tracebook, and anyone who reads my blog probably tracebooked my announcement already. Got another tattoo.

That's not the tattoo, thats a drawing of an eggplant, gone horribly wrong that I put on my dog. (told you I've been keeping busy)

In other news, I've done nothing for a few weeks. My life is in shambles because I've wasted most of it, and done nothing. But I think this shall soon change. 

Maybe I'll do something awesome tonight to make up for the crappy last two posts.

Like... something...

I won't give away any ideas yet...

(because I have none...)

SHAZAM

Ok, so honestly, I don't have any sweet multimedia stuff to add with this one, but I'm just kinda waiting to go somewhere. This is kind of like a secret post, because I'm only writing it to tell you that I've got something big in the mix. And it starts at 12:30 today.

Y'all finna have to wait.

Then I'll have a picture for you.

Until then, know that sometimes i send out phantom texts, 2 hours after I go to sleep, that say the same thing I sent 2 hours before, excpet typed worse. (kinda like how I just spelled except. I left it for historical purposes.)

Hibernation.

So, this idea keeps popping in my head. It's from my childhood, and I'm questioning it. 

I'm trying to imagine a bear hibernating in a cave. How many caves are there in the bearitory?(thats an attempt at a pun, mixing bears and territory, it probably wasn't funny, and just made you confused.)

But seriously, I looked up a picture of a bear hibernating, and like, it doesn't seem all that real...

I mean, the thing's eyes are open...

I don't even think this is a real cave. I'm pretty sure bears are real, and I don't know where a real bear would find a fake cave, unless it's at the zoo, in which case I doubt they allow it to hibernate, because it's supposed to entertain.

But like, what if you were walking in a forest, and all the sudden you see a bear, and the bear is just asleep. I'm picturing a Snorlax, and I don't think thats how it works, because I think a lot more people would have pictures of themselves pranking bears. Like, the bear wakes up with a bunch of permanent marker on his face. 

I want to prank a bear. Seriously.

I have no idea why I wanted to talk about this...

I am the Man

Dear Readers. I came across the best moment of my life today. I will now proceed with the story of the best moment of my life.

Rumors have been circling that I am not the big pile of man that I come across as. Well, skeptics! New proof of my man had surfaced! I have chest hair! (3 hairs) I never thought it would happen... I mean, uh... I totally knew I was gonna have some. I just didn't know it would take me until half way through 20...

Anyways, I was gonna take a picture of it, but my roommates girlfriend is visiting, and I kinda figured it would look strange if I was trying to take a picture of myself with my shirt off while she's in the room. Fortunately for you, the new sciences of today, have given us the ability to make very accurate photographs of things such as this. 

That being said, I give you:

Man.

Beat that George Clooney...