Car Rides

If you've ever had good friends you'll know what I'm about to talk about. Simply sitting in a car outside someones house...with the music turned up singing "Lady Antebellum" (ugh) can be extremely fun. If you need the ingredients for a good time here they are:
1. Good friends: this means that you can be yourself around them and do stupid shit. Normally, doing stupid shit...people stare laugh and that's cool...but great friends...unique friends...they join you =)

If you were expecting a long list of things you need to have a good time then you need to evaluate your meaning of a good time. You know you have good friends when you do nothing...your doing something. Keep that in mind.

Sometimes I feel like I have two lives: one in buffalo and one in NYC...but thanks to my great friends everwhere I feel like myself all the time.

Inspiration for this post came from the current car ride in progress with Hadie, Chery and Daisy...but to the rest of my true friends...your a big part of my sanity and a neccessity in life.

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AMAZING FAN ART PAINTING!

You all know that I am a huge Batman fan. I saw these pictures and HAD to put them up. The artists name is Andy Jones from the UK. He is an extremely talented artist and this is his website. Go check him out and give him his props. Amazing job.

Thank You

I started this blog for no reason in particular. Writing are one of the best things in my life and I will do it for the rest of my life. I know people read this from time to time...maybe not a lot but I do want to say thank you to those of you that do. I really appreciate you taking the time out of your day to read what I've written. It means a lot that your interested in what I have to say and enjoy the things that I write. Please don't be afraid to write me, leave comments, or find me on Facebook. I like people reading my stuff but I enjoy feedback even more. It's one thing to write...but it's another to see how it impacts people. I want to improve my writing with each piece but I need your help to do that.

Once again...thank you for reading and I hope I continue to entertain you for a while. =)

-Artoom

NYC

Driving along the highway by yourself you have a lot of time to think. I thought about life, people I care about, and things that matter most to me (all while trying to not fall asleep). As I was performing songs by Robin Thicke, Ludacris, and the Black Eyed Peas, with a whole lot of people watching me as I sped past them, I simply wondered...what's my life look like? I know what my goals are, and what I want to do with my life...but the problem is getting there. It's something I think about from time to time, but when you're out on the road by yourself, you tend to dredge up these feelings.

With my EZpass in place, I saw the exit for the George Washington Bridge. A feeling of repetitiveness came over me and I wasn't really excited to go home. I drive my car through the toll, (which I may have gone to fast through...hope I didn't skip it) and get on the GWB. Some traffic caused me to slow down a bit and also caused me to realize...I was home. I looked to the right and saw NYC from a perspective I haven't taken the time to see in a long time. NYC is a beautiful city filled with unique attractions, sights, sounds, smells, and experiences. It's expensive, sure, but I'm beginning to think what you pay extra for...is the experience. Getting a hot dog on 42nd...it's gonna cost you, but it's a NYC experience. Go get you and your boy/girlfriend drawn downtown by the Asian cartoonists. It's funny, a little pricey, but it's an experience you never forget...

There's someone who I can't wait to see visiting me in NYC in a few weeks. She's visiting NYC for the first time and I've promised her an experience she won't forget. I'm thinking the Natural History Museum, Central Park (if it's not thunder storming), a trip on the subway (wear a bullet proof vest), Empire State Building, Rockefeller Center and SO MUCH MORE!

I take NYC for granted a lot because I've grown up here and I've seen mostly everything...but I'm starting to realize...it's not what you see...it's how you see it and with you. Make every memory count and every day special. Now to go take my own advice.

Blue's Lyrics

The format for a blues lyrics was quite specific: 3 lines in an A-A-B structure
A line - statement of the problem / difficulty
A line - restatement with the same words
B line - a solution / acceptance with the last word of B line rhyming with the last word of the A lines.
Here some examples:

A: My part-time job is really bad
A: Yah, my part-time job is really bad
B: Better get a copy of the classified ad. (Note how "ad" rhymes with "bad"?)

These are mine:

Verse #1
You look at me and see a boy
Why girl, do you look at me and see a boy
I'll take your hand kiss your lips and be a man you can enjoy.

Verse #2
I've turned into the man I never thought I'd be
Oo girl, I've turned into the man I never thought I'd be
But I'm ready to step up and move all my life's debris.

It's actually kind of fun. You should try it and if you want, post it on the comment section.

Order in the Court Room!

You are on trial as a performing artist for violating government imposed censorship. Write a paragraph TO THE JURY defending your actions.

Ladies and gentleman of the jury: today I am on trial for "violating government imposed censorship" while performing. I am on trial for expressing my beliefs, my feelings, and my soul. Performing is something that I love to do and many people love to watch me and support me. I am here because I have done or said something to upset the government, who is in fear of my music making an impact on people. They may say that the message is bad, they may say that my music is bad and like Plato said before them, "...bad music should be controlled or banned so as not to divert people from the good life..." With all due respect Plato, what good life? We are living in a tough time, surrounded by violence, greed, poverty, all of which branched off from human error. With that in mind, who decides what music is good or bad? Who decides who's lives are dictated by a group of socialist power-mongers? We are the United States of America, the most greatest and most powerful country in the world, and like every other American, I am proud to be an American...but I am not proud of my government. When a government, in there $10,000 suits, dictate and stamp forms to control a country, a people from expressing themselves, that is not a government I can be proud of. There was a government who did something very similar to what it happening to me now: Stalin's control over Russia. He was a great music lover, but when music he didn't like was created, he made sure it was snuffed out just as quickly. Anything to cover up the true indecencies in his country so that he could run his country believing it was superior. He was ignorant to the trials and tribulations of his country and that it why people rebelled and fought to be creative, stared death in the face for a composition, and even took a bullet to the heart for a play. Are we the same as Stalin? Is our government going to shut me up and condemn me for performing when rapists, murders and thieves escape jail on technicalities? Is our government going to be just as ignorant and naive to the true state of our country? Does the government really think locking me up will end the performing to showcase the real America? They are wrong. To lock me up will make me a political activist. I am fighting for our country by performing for people to enlighten them about our current struggles. In closing, ladies and gentleman of the jury, you have the power to decide what type of people you are, what kind of American you are. Are you the type who is willing to stand up and fight for truth, justice and the American way? Or will you conform to the demands of a government who is too arrogant and blind to realize that I am trying to help? The choice is yours. I don't know what your decision will be but I do know what Stalin would do...I hope you don't agree with him. Thank you.

What lies ahead for the future?

Have you ever thought about doing something people couldn't ever see you doing? Have you ever felt that you wanted to do something different, something that would really pump your blood, something, you feel, is actually worth learning? Over the last year or so I've watched UFC religiously. The technical aspects of this sport really intrigue me and have led me to learn things on my own little by little. Former light heavyweight UFC champion, Chuck Liddell, started me on this feeling of new discovery. Watching him fight was amazing. Watch a fight and look into the eyes of the fighters. They are no longer themselves, they are something else...something more.  For a brief period, it's two Gods fighting in an octagon surrounded by mortals. We, the audience, stare in awe and amazement at the things they do; the slipping and sliding, the bombs thrown using just their hands, the positions they put themselves into with perfect execution, the fire burning inside them for, at most, 25min.

I am not a fighter, nor have I ever been, but I want to be. I have a plan. Some feedback about this would be helpful. I love writing, but I have another fantasy, to learn Mixed Martial Arts. Why can't I put those two together? What I want to do is take mixed martial arts classes next semester for one semester and write about my experiences. The good, the bad, and even the ugly (I'll post any bruises I get). It is definitely 4:30am but I just had to write for a little bit, and now I have.