The World According To Chris Brewer

The famous Beavis and Butt-head scene where I got my famous quote, “…there’s like a trapdoor that won’t let me get it.” Screenshot taken from the episode “Beavis and Butt-head vs. The Vending Machine.”

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Before I begin, let me affectionately sing the song of the day, brought to us by the duo Cassius (two French guys named Philippe Zdar and Boombass, respectively).

Nothing, nothing… I’ve seen nothing.

–“Nothing,” Cassius. Au Reve (2002).

Now that we are all in a great spirit for the night, let me continue by recapping the events of the day.

1. I sat around and played MVP Baseball 2005 on my computer.
2. I sat around and played MVP Baseball 2005 on my computer.
3. I sat around and played MVP Baseball 2005 on my computer.
4. My thumbs got tired, so I slept again.
5. Dad called, and we talked for an hour.
6. I sat around and played MVP Baseball 2005 on my computer.
7. I talked to my friend Melissa online, while listening to the afore-mentioned song (on repeat, about 20 times). It’s a good track.
8. I talked to Stephanie on the phone for about 20 minutes. She’s out with friends again.
9. Here I am, typing to you.

So as you can see, I am a very busy man. Today wore me out so much that I just had to sit down at my computer and play some MVP Baseball 2005…..oh wait, that’s what I’ve been doing all day anyway. I just hope the Seattle Mariners rock in real life like they did when I was them today. Ehh, crap, we lost tonight.

Tonight I ran to the base exchange for about 15 minutes (it doesn’t count on my list of daily activities because it’s so close) to try to find some memory for my painfully slow computer. I was unsuccessful and came home to a terrible, foul smell that reminded me of burning logs at a campfire, raw eggs, and rotten meat all rolled into one. Then it dawned on me that between my dorm and my neighbor’s, there is a bathroom connecting our two rooms. Let me say no more, except that I walked right back outside and blared music in my car for about 30 minutes until it was safe to re-enter my room without chemical gear on.

Tomorrow I visit my dad in D.C., along with my friend Jonathan. Hate to say this about my brother man, but I have waited way too long to hear him bust out a rap like he proudly proclaims he can. Though I do have a faint belief that it will be better than anything I could ever come up with when he finally does. Jonathan, if you see this, you better reply because I am publicly talking smack and upping the ante…..I want to hear you rap, we need to have a rapping festival sometime.

D.C. tomorrow also means Gay Pride Parade. May the Lord help us all. If anyone hits on me or even looks at me weird, they can expect some action…of a different kind. To set the record straight (no pun intended), I am not homophobic. I just know that being gay is WRONG….but also I do realize you have to separate the person from what they do. Homosexuality is a sin, and it’s clearly outlined in the Bible. But Jesus loved sinners and as a follower of Christ it is my duty to love everyone as well. Capische?

Anyway, I am out. Good fight, good night.