David Smith's Rock and Roll Playground

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

if you know me very well, you'll know that I have theories, some outlandish and other more down to earth. My theories tend to be centered in things that occupy my attention, this is why I have so many theories on dating, despite my shortcomings in that area. I started to write a book of some of my more accepted and what I believe to be helpful theories. I think dating is fascinating I will talk about dating for hours with anyone.... anyone except,... recently I've noticed that I refuse to talk theories with people I potentially interested in romantically I won't mention one word to anyone I'm interested in. I find this to be very odd, because I don't fancy myself a player on any level I lack the confidence charisma and have to much of a conscience. I think I fear because once I start letting people know they'll start reading me like a book, or even worse misinterpret my actions and think I'm being insincere. Welcome to my Diary, thats what my blog has turned into.

Monday, June 18, 2007

We just stumbled upon the Flight of the Concords they're great. My personal favorite is below. Albi the Racist Dragon

Saturday, June 16, 2007


I Went to Hell and Back and All I Got Was This T-Shirt.




Intramural Champion, that really jumps off the resume. Who's not going to want to have a proven champion on their team? I thought I'd feel different after I finally won one, but it only makes you more thirsty.

I've been on a winning streak. As you might notice there's a trophy in the picture above, that's because me and some friends of mine also took the Thursday Night Bowling league, with the help of Steve's Intermountain I disproved the critics that said the only bowling trophy I would ever own would be from D.I. Ha! Who's wasting their life now MOM*?







*My mom and dad have always supported me in my sports endeavors... all those laps they made me run while other kids were eating dinner were just to build the heart of a champion.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Oh Goodness,

This is a phrase I've become well acquainted with lately, it's an all purpose phrase, and I use it too much, I'm sure you've all noticed. I mostly use it as a release for things that take me back emotionally, mostly good.

Meredith's blog got a goodness today

The movie "Children of Men," the last 30 minutes my mouth was actively open, jaw dropped, and got excited later that night when I saw a baby on streets, goodness, that movie ensconced me in it's story, thank goodness for clean-flicks being back open or I never would've seen it. I've been living with my roommates too long, I'm getting the movie snob bug, however, I don't know if I can ever really be a movie snob because of my R movie stance, oh well.

I have issues committing to some things, jobs, girls, strategy, major, style of dress. It's hard for me because once I make one of those types of decisions there's no deviance in course, I have a hard time improvising my life when I'm in motion, and therefore I'm scared of making the wrong choices.

I love talking with people, especially people I disagree with on some level, I normally get heated and belligerent I don't enjoy this part, but I love talking back and forth with people who have thought something through. every time I talk about one of my "well thought out theories" I'm secretly hoping someone disputes what I say, because then we argue back and forth and I end up learning from what I say wrong and what they say right, it's like I need to hear it out loud to judge. I very much enjoy civil conversation as well, probably more than anything, however until I get to know someone well, I can rarely get to the things they really care about through civil conversation. It's something I need to work on I guess.

goodness, I didn't mean to have this post happen I just thought I would post whats on my mind, in fact I planned to write about a terrific conversation I overheard about electronic battle chess and avoiding infrared cameras and this came out, another day I guess.

Friday, June 01, 2007

despite not doing anything too important, this week was a good week.



I saw The Karate Kid the other day, I caught Justin during his watching of the movie and then the movie caught me in it's web. Man the last chapter of that DVD was worth watching again...so I did . In case you VHS watchers are wondering what the last chapter entails; it's from when they start playing you're the best around until the end when Daniel LaRusso, breaks the wills and the hearts of the whole Cobra Chi DoJo with one crane kick. It made my week, just like the movie made my childhood. It must have been the high point of Ralph Machio's life when Elizabeth Shue says "you're the best," and his blonde haired rival concuring with the last line of the movie confesses "you're alright LaRusso."
Wow! if that doesn't do it for you you better check your pulse.

Since we're on an 80's movie kick, Teen Wolf came up last night after my little brothers graduation when there was a full moon. We came to the conclusion that that movie doesn't get enough credit in at least 2 ways. First it doesn't get enough credit for being as terrible bad it was. Two, not enough is made of how hard it is to do a handstand on the top of a moving van around a corner. No normal man could pull that off, it was hard even for a wolf man.Also, methinks I remember a spin off sitcom or cartoon I don't remember which it was. It gets a little hazy, there's a lot of mist in my personal way back machine.

Anyways, sorry for the hiatus have a great day wherever you are.