oh hai!

hi there.

once upon a time i started a blog and i was all like "imma write on dis blog all uv da timez." hahahaha no. that didn't pan out and i fell off the blogging bus sometime around summertime. but now... i'm back WITH A FREAKING VENGEANCE... not really, i'm even busier now, so don't count on me posting ever ever ever again.

but let's do a quick update before we part company...

since i last wrote i...

1-found out i'm hypoglycemic. funnnnn.
2-left a band.
3-got accepted into two colleges. working on a third.
4-watched "that thing you do." probably the third-best movie ever.
5-lost years off my life due to lack of sleep.
6-saw children 18:3 play three times. once a month! happiness.

that's it. i'm bored, i have school to finished. sayonara. FOREVERRRR!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

goodnight

coming soon... for the very second time

"and with all this romantic atmosphere, disaster's in the air"

the truth

50 bucks is too much for a skateboard. 

the worst blogger in the history of the world

i just gave myself that title. because i'm so bad at updating this blog. hahaha. so be happy that i'm here today. so let's see. what's up with me.

oh yeah, i'm gonna see family force 5 tomorrow. that's big. especially since i got to see children 18:3 last night. so... that's big. then on wednesday, i leave for utah and right after that trip ends, i go to fellowship games camp to help lead worship there.

so, i'm keeping busy.

you should be to.

stop reading this blog and make something of yourself.

problem with vacation 2

i know i just posted, but can you say "spotty internet?" gosh... set up an access point or something, people!

problem with vacation number 1

my guitar rig is not here. i really miss the feeling of sticking the beat-up, old cords into the worn amplifier jacks, waiting for the amp to warm up and clicking on the distortion and shredding like there's no tomorrow... ahhhh... i miss my guitars right now.

heyyyyyyyy

so... it's been a really long time since i updated this blog! it's practically turning into another "iowadski" blog hahaha.

it's kind of funny, because there is absolutely no reason for me to ever update this blog again. i mean, nobody even reads it anymore, i don't think. people tend to get tired of clicking on the deepestthoughtscompiled.blogspot.com in the address bar (after you've only typed "dee", because no other sites that i can think of start with "dee") and seeing a post called "new relient k song" over and over and over and over and over and over and- well you get the idea. but, because i pretend that i am a nice person, i will update this blog sometimes. not that i think you really care what's going on in my brain, but because i occasionally have too much time and decide to waste it on the internet.

and now, i guess you want to know why i didn't update my blog, don't you, josh?

1-nobody reads it except you
2-i was working on an album
3-i had finals
4-i was working for other people
5-i didn't feel like it

and that's where i've been since the twenty-second of april, a day which will live in infamy. and now, i bid you farewell, because i like to pretend i am talking when i type because i am like that and now i am bored and being immature and trying to make this sentence into a fairly impressive run-on or pretty much a long text message from the average fourteen-year-old american female minus the spelling mistakes and all caps and keyboard pounding and a lot of "lol"ing and "omg"ing. Okay now my sentence is done and i'm going back to the real world. you should to. it's nice out.

New Relient K song

http://youtu.be/io0yQfX10-s

You should probably listen to this because it will blow your ever-loving mind.

stupidity

yes, i am sitting on the floor. yes, I do know there's a couch two feet away. it's a free country. I'm using my rights.

shameless plug time

https://soundcloud.com

kids. follow me on soundcloud. hear music. be happy.

Easter

ahh, easter. a day of bunnies, flowers, sunshine, candy, eggs, and chocolate... oh and also the Creator of the universe who died for a fallen race so that He could take sin from us. But mostly eggs, said every TV ever.

this concludes the "twitter" experiment because i feel tired of looking like a total dork.

hiding eggs for children!!! this is what it feels like to be that weird rabbit guy. #commercializedholiday

trying to run audacity on crummy old computer. what is a side-by-side configuration, anyway? #ihateyoudell

experiment

for the next couple days, i'm going to try using this blog like twitter. this'll be exciting. #badidea

the truth behind the hunger games

you thought the hunger games was just a silly story about hormone-drunk teenagers who kill each other? no way! it's actually just an allegory for high school!

song of the week series two

hi, it's your friendly neighborhood joel! and i'm kind of half-bringing back song of the week. but now, instead of me making a song every week, i'll just post what i've been listening to this week! so here's the first one!

house of heroes: o-bla-di o-bla-da (beatles cover)
http://youtu.be/vMMGlpeH9Tg

brielle again

http://soundcloud.com/joel-drzycimski/brielle

this is what i do when i can't sleep, nowdays.

valentines

put a brown t shirt on for valentine's. that's just how original i am.

I feel cool

just demoed a song about the boxcar children. they're the coolest kids ever!!

pwning you, the n00bs

one of the strangest and best days of my life. and I'm not going to tell you about it.

a girl's guide to finding a worthwhile guy... as written by a guy

first of all: if you're a girl in middle school, this doesn't apply to you. in fact, you don't need a relationship yet, so go enjoy your final years as a kid. yes, i know you like the cute boy in that one class, but you don't need him. and he doesn't need you. so you ladies can read this post, but it doesn't apply to you.

now that that's out of the way...

I've noticed that some of you girls are not so good at choosing boyfriends, or even guys to hang out with in general. so as a man who sees the inner workings of his fellow men's minds, here are some tips for finding a decent guy.

1. if he is the random cute guy at a concert/sporting event etc... he's probably not "the one." I really hope someone's told this to the girls who have asked me for my number at events. plus, it ruins the event for the guy in question, because now his mind is on the creepy girl who asked him out, instead of the coldplay show.

2. if you had to ask him out, he probably doesn't like you back. oh joel! how can you say that? if course he likes me! lol. no. Air a guy really likes you, loves you, and cares about you, he wants to be your knight in shining armor. when the knight makes the princess do all the work, it's because he's either a lazy bum or he doesn't like you.

3. a good man won't pressure you. "you should wear the blue shirt more often, cuz you look hotter in it." "I don't care about your stupid recital, come play halo with me." if your boyfriend has said anything even remotely like this to you... LEAVE HIM. NOW. he obviously doesn't respect you, and is a selfish little brat. if he loves you, he thinks you look good in anything, he comes to your events, he sets aside time just for you. if he's no doing this stuff, dump him. it'll be better for him.

4. does he have manners? it's old, it's cliche, but manners are important. again, a boy who really loves you will be your knight. knights will open the door, carry the books, pull out the chair, not spit on the floor, offer her the coat!

5. does he love his mom more than you? if so, that's actually good. it doesn't make him a momma's boy. his mom should be the most important person in his life. since you are not his wife, you are second. watch how he treats her. if he grumbles about everything she says, watch out, he'll treat you just like that. if he mutters under his breath about "all these stupid chores and stupid rules and blah blah blah," he'll do that to you too. but if he jumps in with fervor and alacrity, chances are, he'll do that for the other women in his life, too!

tbc... maybe.

more new music

you know it's going to be good when you have four drum machines stacked on top of each other.

it is not tonight, but here is the love. can you feel it?

molly daugherty claims credit for this. i'm still not entirely sure why. but she told me she does, so...listen.

also, the background color accidentally got turned pink, so i'll repair that at some point...

new philosophy

next time somebody tells you you're not good enough, just do these simple things.

1.punch their face
2.yell "sucka fool" just like mr. t
3. hug yourself because you're so awesome

so i have to ask

can YOU feel the love tonight?

nerd moment

really sad that the group of indepent-minded Republicans in 1884 were nicknamed "mugwumps" instead of "muggles."

idea

who else really really wants to write a song for show choirs to butcher?

superbowl

no offense to any sports fans, but the superbowl is ridiculously booooooooooooooooooooooring.

indie drum set

working on some terrible indie music

have you ever been an electrical conductor?

i have.

at roughly 10:00 pm central standard time, i was playing guitar. nothing new there. however, when i touched many of the metal parts on the instrument in question, i experienced a tingling sensation not unlike the one experienced when a limb, digit, or otherwise "falls asleep." quickly, i pulled away and grounded myself by touching a garbage can. the phenomenon occurred again several seconds later. if anybody knows what's happening to me and my guitar, please tell me. i don't feel safe anymore.

studio'n

working on new music for the kids.

project list 2012

this is a little late, seeing as how the first month of the year is pretty much over, but i thought i'd go ahead and make a list of all the little musical endeavors i will try to conquer during the remaining eleven months.

1.instrumental soundscape project. i don't know much, but it will be called saskatchewan and have a song about fog.

2.singer-songwriter ep. i don't know much about this either. except there will be way to much acoustic guitar and piano.

3.synth-pop album or ep. this may or may not end up as an owl city/jellyrox copy. we'll just have to wait and see.

4. indie album but not like normal indie. i mean like crazy saw synths and lots of reverb indie. you know, like "wuddup, i'm sufjan stevens. i make music that's inaccessible to most of the modern world and i don't care." indie.

5.christmas album it's tradition.

moving

i'm sitting on the floor as i type this. my desk is in a different house now. i really wish this floor was carpeted. it's pretty hard. so is sleeping on just a mattress. and that awkward moment where you think you're two and a half feet off the floor, but it's really just six inches is starting to bug me. yeah. i need to finish moving. unfortunately there's all this dangerous ice covering all the roads and the police told us we can't go anywhere. somebody feed me immediately.

does this make me nerdy?

temple run AND temple run two. line a boss.

i can smell the death on the sheets

i think relient k's "deathbed" may be the greatest song of the twenty-first century. seriously. you've got an incredible, emotional story, first-class musicianship, and some french horns. it is indeed the best song rk has ever done.

an open letter to jesusfreakhideout.com

dear jesusfreakhideout.com,

we haven't always gotten along. i thought eleventyseven's "galactic conquest" was a decent album. you gave it one point five stars. i thought family force 5's "iii" album deserved at least four stars. you gave it two point five. you also keep giving tobymac's music good reviews. i just don't understand this at all.

sometimes we have agreed. you gave david crowder*band's "church music" five stars. i agreed with you. you said family force 5 was amazing live. i agreed with you. you said "forever ended yesterday" by these hearts was bad. if you were a physical being i would have hugged you.

we've had our ups and downs over the years, but today my faith in you has been re-established. you posted your "fifteen projects" list like you do every january. i always read the list and i sometimes buy the albums that you guys pick. but this year i have already pre-ordered your number one pick in my heart. the album isn't even done, and there are no pre-orders available, but all the same, i have. thank you.

cheers

to the blog reader: go directly to jesusfreakhideout.com and see why i'm so happy RIGHT NOW.

band video

here is some horrible music by us:

thoughts on thor

all i know is that the odensleep must feel really good.

what i did with my day

so, i started a band today. we filmed some of our practice, but it's not on youtube yet...

but here is the dilemma.

we have no name. below are some ideas.

satisfaction guaranteed
a legend, mr. wayne
becoming fear
gingerbread wonderland
ninja zombie warlord attack

and here are some ideas my brother came up with:

star wars
buford
going to the bathroom
ketchup
mcdonalds

so here's the question. what should our band be called?

dot dot dot

is it just me or am i horrible at writing this blog?

and this is the seventeenth best song ever: