Showing posts with label YouTube. Show all posts
Showing posts with label YouTube. Show all posts
Monday, August 11, 2014
On a humid, rainy Florida afternoon... I write.
My house, the house that I have lived in from my toddler years is slightly chilly. The a/c isn't even running and it's 81 degrees. I don't find 81 degrees to be hot. Do you? Even though the windows we have installed almost a year ago is soundproof, the kitchen's black sunscreen windows remain the original 1990s installation and is the reason why I can clearly hear the rain pitter patter on the patio outside. And from this vantage point I can see the gutters overflowing by the overgrown bush, I need to unclog the pine needles out tomorrow. The house is dark except for the single light in the kitchen stove, the beef and spice marinade boiling on one side while the other rack boils a pot of water for the rigatoni. My father just ventured out from the home computer to tend to the evening dinner with extra spice in the pot of water, suddenly complaining we have no cheese.
Why am I even typing this?
Oh right. First post.
Well, first off, I apologize at the moment for the unusual blog post. To be honest I don't even know what this will be about. Serious. I don't know. See I can discuss anything and everything on here. I can, watch me. That "Random" in the URL is there for a reason. But that URL isn't a portmanteau of sorts. Oh no. I will be posting mainly Disney stuff. OH YES ANOTHER DISNEY SITE LIKE WE NEED THAT- I hear that. I hear that.
But you know what?
As I'm listening to the soundtrack of Yann Tiersen's Amelie on YouTube (which reminds me, I need to update my YouTube channel soon) in my tank top and blue swim pants, I don't care. I can't. I am capable of my own decisions as a young adult with an uncertain future. Whatever those decisions may be. I still have time. There is always enough time despite living in the fast paced society of the present. The key is experience, not speed. I want the experience gained in my educational studies outside the Internet like with internships, so this blog is intended as a side venture to dabble on. But on what on this here corner of the Internet constitutes as random?
I specified on my Twitter page that I could post things like scans or focus on Disney history on the 90s onward but what good is it to specify on a particular topic when I can concentrate my energy and passion on my love for Disney. So I will do it all. I will try to mix articles and content. Scans? Setting up the printer for wireless access tomorrow. Opinions? Already made a checklist. MP3 downloads? Won't you believe it, as soon as I figure out how to do it. And of course, There's More! coming down the road. I'm fortunate to live an hour or so away from all the magic and thrills and extremely fortunate to have the privilege of visiting the parks (and Universal Studios, Islands of Adventure, SeaWorld) since the mid 1990s (though had to stop visiting the nonDisney parks by 2005 as it was becoming too expensive to hold APs and Preferred passes for all) so I have had a lot of experiences as a "local" to share and commemorate with all who reads this blog.
I understand I will not ever reach the ranks of those larger monopolizing Disney park blog sites with the podcasts or radio shows or auctions, but at the moment, this is for informational and entertainment purposes. It's something to share and maybe, to be very direct, to even make some money from. It's worth a try.
And don't worry, my word salads won't be as often. I may sometimes post words in BIG HUGE LARGE GARGANTUAN CAPITALIZATION like so but don't count on it being a constant occurrence. One exception to that rule also refers to one last thing, PLUTO. Evident by my (likely temporary) title, Pluto posts will be a regular on this site and I will tend to post links from my Tumblr blog or vice versa for traffic and awareness of the awesome that is the Disney mutt puppy. Can't help it, sorry if you do not like.
Now if you excuse me I can spy in my peripheral vision marinade boiling over the pot and sizzling on the stove. Don't want dinner and a glass stovetop ruined.
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