Thoughts on Looking at the Bright Side

Fried Oreos. An oreo cookie, covered in batter and deep fat fried. Powdered sugar. Heaven. I guess there are some good things about New Jersey after all. Seeing as how I only have one month left here, I have decided to start a New Jersey Bucket List, I know I am not dying anytime soon, it means before I leave Jersey. I have made a few friends here and want to try and enjoy myself a little before I leave. The list is not very long yet (just had the idea today, need to brainstorm. So far we have:
1. Lay on the beach at sunset / nighttime (bonus point for campfire but I think that's illegal)
2. See the cast of Jersey Shore in their natural habitat
3. Play mini-golf at the boardwalk

Pretty short and lame, but at least it is something to look forward too. On a more incredible note I only have six more days of work!!!!!!!

This is my new favorite kind of music...being chill.



-KGM

Thoughts on..OOHHHHH WA%@$!%

So today was day off, some old friends came down from NYC for some good new-fashioned time at the Jersey Shore. After the dentist visit (my teeth are pretty good at being teeth apperentally...) we went over to Brick Beach #1 and set up beach camp. It was a cloudy day, a fairly strong wind was blowing. Not exactly prime weather for my first summer day at the Shore. There were probably five other people at the beach, every one wa very non-chalant. So I walk out into the water, the icy cold water wading around my ankles, as I survey the vast expanse of sea I see a black flicker in my proliferal vision. Now I am not sure if I have explained this but me and the ocean have a deal. Basically we are chill as long as I am no more then like 10 feet out and there is no living marine life near me. This flash of movement really freaked me out. I did not say anything at first, I was not sure I saw anything and did not want to be a "sissy". I slowly back out of the water and watch the area where I saw the thing. All of a sudden...yeah WHALE. There is a freaking whale like 20 feet of the shore and this thing breaches the surface and spouts a huge plume of water. It dives back under and swims up the coast. We followed it for awhile and basked in the beauty of it all. It had to be at least 15 ft long, I am no Whaleologist, but it looked like a Humpback Whale. Not sure but either way it was, for lack of better words, a legit whale. Pretty intense first trip to the shore.

After that we went to Seaside Heights. It was crowded, trashy and dirty. Like the TV show. So to complete the tile of the Blog..."OHHHHHHH WWHHAAAALLLLEEEE!!!!" You will notice that is in quotations, if anyone can tell me what that quote is from..I will give you 100 Internets.



Song semi-related to topic of post..skill

-KGM

Thoughts on the Beach and Cooking

Went to Cocoa Beach today. It was pretty darn wonderful. It is one thing chilling by the pool in nice Florida weather, and it is a completely different thing to actually be at the ocean. I am in love with the ocean, it is so relaxing to stand in the waves. At the same time, I will never swim more then like ten feet out, I am terrified of sharks. I am such a pansy about it, but there is something really scary about them.
Anyways, walking up and down the beach looking at all the crazy people sure is enjoyable. My mom, being a mother, was all "wear some sunscreen...you will get a sun burn...you'll shoot you eye out...blah blah blah" Now, normally i never ever ever wear sunscreen. I think it is stupid, I barely ever get sun-burned. I have always said when it comes to terrible diseases, cancer and the like "Oh, they will have that cured by the time I get it." All that aside I finally caved in today and wore sun screen. So I get home today and I have the most fucked up tan/burn/pale splotches. I have red, white and brown patches all over my stomach. If I had not covered my body in that gross mayonnaise looking goop I would have been burned red like a lobster. Tomorrow, I would have been all dark and handsome, thanks mom.

Anyways, we came home and made fajitas for my family, grandmother, aunts and uncles. I slayed it up in the kitchen. Made some delicious guacamole and then cut like four pounds of assorted vegetables. I felt pretty damn good about myself. I wonder if like in 15 years or whenever I am like looking for a serious girlfriend can I say I know how to cook. Then like three months into dating shes all like "So I thought you could cook, all you have made is tacos, burritos and nachos....what the hell?"

I love Mexican food

-Kyle Griffith McChesney