ShutUp and Listen


Sunday, August 30, 2009

Conversation? With You? I don’t want to talk to you…..or maybe I do…..lets find out.

 

Talking to other people is one of the oldest known forms of communication and also one of the most effective ways of communicating with others. It’s actually pretty funny because to type very blog post I am speaking to my computer. But that is besides the point, I just found it interesting.

 

Recently with the rise of texting to prominence, people have been speaking to each other less and instead using text as the dominant form of communication. What gets lost in translation there, is some of the feelings and emotions that go along with actual speech, and more importantly the bonding that occurs when you talk with somebody.

Now you may be thinking to yourself, “but I don’t want to talk that person you imbecile, that's why I text them.” Though this situation if unfortunate, I will admit this has happened to me quite a few times, though I have made it a point to press the call button on my phone much more often then the “send message” button. I didn't say anything about how long the conversation should last.

This of course, brings me to my main point, about conversations, or the lack there of. When it comes to conversations, the there are four types of people:

1. The person that doesn't want to talk to you, and you don't want to talk to them. Other than essential communication, you wont say anything to them and they wont speak to you.

2. You wish you could speak to this person because you feel as though it would be really cool and that you would get a lot out of it. They might feel this way too, but regardless, for some reason or another your conversations really don’t work out, and you have to space out when you talk to this person.

3. You click with this person. Even if your conversations aren't always deep and meaningful, you always have something to say to this person. You talk to this person a lot, through various forms of communication, even if the conversation isn't really necessary, you’d still rather have it. Even if you just talked to this person and it defies conventional wisdom that you contact them again so soon, you do it anyways because you feel like it, and even if they don't want to hear from you, which they sometimes might, they still will talk to you. This is the category that your close friends usually fall under, but not always  ( I have a couple of friends like this, who are stuck between 2 and 3, and its kind of awkward).

4. Your mother. She will always talk to you. She can’t help it. She gave birth to you, and as much as it pains her, she’ll listen to everything you have to say and more. Even if, god forbid, she doesn't love you, she’ll still listen to what you have to say. It in her job description, she can’t help but care.

Who knows where you are on this scale?

Only one way to find out

 

Reuben

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Unlimited Front

Yes so I recently received my new computer in the mail, UPS finally got its act together. While downloading the Windows Live equivalent of Outlook, I found this interesting program that lets you edit your blog or other online websites easily and much more conveniently. With the help of my brother Ian, I was able to run a test.

Now that I know its this easy, I’ll probably update my blog much more frequently.

Monday, August 24, 2009

BIg Ass Post Because It's Been Too Hot To Type







Its been a while. It was too hot outside for reflection.



So its been an interesting few weeks. Finished up my Farewell Tour 2009, saw some friends, chilled.

Boston

Got a nice family beach house down there, two blocks from the water (Katie I told you there was room)












New York

Yeah so I forgot my camera....damn was that salty. My Grandma has a nice aparmtent of Linden Boulevard. Visited with her an my uncle mostly. Its kind of concrete jungle down there. That Coney Island aquarium was pretty nice. Those walrus's were huge, and could jump high for some reason.....Saw a really cute sea lion who looked like a friend of mine (yes Tayti, that means you). Went in Prospect Park for a bit for a nice 100 min run. Hadn't been in there in a while, used to come a lot when I lived in Park Slope.


Now back to that heat. Damn was it hot. Couldn't even run at 10 at night it was so hot. Finally found a nice 60 min run route through Valley Green though. Got that 110-120 min run Wednesday, might try to go visit people I'll be out so long.

Reubz

Sunday, August 9, 2009

I AM BENDER! Beer=Life



So apparently this is what I look like inside.....not cool. Some friends of mine (You know who you are) gave me this nickname for reasons that will not be revealed and so far it has held true, apparently being intoxicated doesn't affect me the same way it does others.

Case in point; I was out last night for my grandfathers 84th Birthday Dinner (You've got to admit, thats pretty old, he deserves a round of applause or something, I can't even dream that far ahead)and my Aunt & Uncle take us out to a nice French Restaurant. As I leave to go wash my hands (I always do so before I eat), they ask me what I want to drink. As a joke, I say, how about some Bacardi (40% or 80 Proof) (I really wanted some sprite, but I figure they'd take it as a joke and then ask me what I wanted when I came back). As vain as I might be, I don't really think I appear to be 21 (Must have been the goatee), so I was surprised when I came back to a full glass of what looked like water but for sure didn't smell like it. Yeah so apparently your supposed to take your time drinking that stuff, but since drinking isn't a habit of mine I didn't know and finished it in about five minutes. I felt pretty nice for the rest of the night. I was worried because I was supposed to run later that evening, and thought that maybe this shit would mess me up. It didn't. I felt fine. No slurred speech. NO NOTHING!!!

Somethings wrong here.

Boston is a Big City? Fuck That

So I'm part way through my two weeks two state farewell tour of all my family and for the first week I'm in Boston with my mothers side of the family (The Russian Jew Side). For some reason I really don't have any friends from Boston that I can recall (Other than Mr. Goldman and this one dude who lives in Florida most of the year) so there really hasn't been much to do.

My grandparents live in a nice town known as Coolidge Corner where the property values are crazy high (the condos next door have sold for 1 Million a piece and all have been sold). Unfortunately, theres really not much to do, besides this comic book store. I actually collect old comics, and yes, Marvel is better than DC hands down. My dad started me as a kid with what was left of his and I've been expanding it ever since. My favorite character would have to be Gambit.



Though it is not commonly known, this guy can actually turn into Kinetic Energy (Most of the time you only see him throwing cards, which is awesome, but not the full extent of his powers. Apparently he had his powers blocked as a kid because he couldn't control them, but later gets them back and has control over all forms of kinetic energy) He can even go back in time, which is pretty bad ass.

But back to what I was saying, so I went into Cambridge (By Harvard) where there are all these people playing chess. Thats cool, except there aint shit else to do there. I mean they have some nice restaurants and an Urban Outfitters (Who Doesn't) But it really is dead over there. So then my mom said "Why don't you go check out Newberry Street" and so I hopped on the "Charlie Tram" and headed down there. Long story short is its a bunch of overpriced boutiques and (surprise surprise) and Urban Outfitters. The one redeeming feature was this store that was like the Boston version of Ubiq, which was pretty cool. Too bad I don't really need new shoes and am just cheap anyways.

The moral of this story is that when you come to Boston, do yourself a favor, bring a friend.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Anticipation

It's almost time, the next phase begins soon. I'm heading up to Boston and NYC to visit some family one last time before I head out. UPenn starts kind of late, so for all of my friends going to school around Philly, I'll be seeing you sonn. Holla.

Until next time.

Bruno <3

Yeah so I heard through the grape vine that this movie was straight gay porn and that it wasn't even worth downloading.

...Then I was in NYC with my friend and they wanted to see it, so I figured fuck it, why not. Turns out that the movie is actually fucking hilarious with some homsexuality spread throughout. Other than this really really really really gay part, thats actually funny, but incredibly gay, it really isnt that bad, for all of you homophobes out there.

Go See It. NO HOMO