Mobile Minutes: @NUMSHIRT ACTION!


True story.

tshirt

If I only I had my hipster glasses on…

First, as always, be sure to read this piece just to get up-to-speed on what happens when I’m on Twitter for too long.

Standard, required pose for giggles.

Standard, required pose for giggles.

Next, a friend of mine from down in Texas introduced me to a very random, quirky, fun t-shirt company called NumShirt.

The concept is very simple, choose a black t-shirt or a white t-shirt, next choose a number that you like (favorite number, sports number, etc…), and finally choose a font. Once your completed, you check out via their website and after payment you’ll have your own t-shirt with a number on it, that you chose, shipped to your doorstep.

I’m not making this up.

After a fun dialogue with the guys from NumShirt, I agreed to snag a shirt and in turn I’d show a photo on Twitter of myself wearing their gear. However, for the sake of entertainment I’m going to take it a step further.

I know at least 390 different accounts have subscribed to this blog, not to mention over 1,000 Twitter followers, nearly 300 Facebook friends, and a Google+ page that’s accumulated 30,000 views in the past two weeks (see why I love my job). I wanted to share the random shirt with all of you here on FilingThePapers as well. It’s fun, it’s unique, and it seems like something that just fits for the oddities that this site contains.

The t-shirt is 100% cotton, and I will admit after wearing it for an entire summer day in August, it’s a very comfortable, very, very light material. Making it a shirt that is more likely to be worn versus the standard, cheap cotton shirts with screen press art.

You can order your own NumShirt at their website that’s linked to this text.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Impatient


I’ve missed being at the office for three days this week. I missed out on the ALS ice bucket challenge, I missed out on pupusas El Salvador style…all because of this stupid cold.

All the nasty stuff has ended, minus a serious sinus issue in my head, and an occasional blocked ear. Sudefed didn’t meet my anticipation so I’m switching over to DayQuil to get this crud moving. The coughing has started, and I know that one place that I’m at serious fault for is not staying hydrated through all of this.

I’ve been reading up on sinus congestion, colds, the flu, etc…and you know what I’m learning? It’s not uncommon for this garbage to hang around for seven days. SEVEN DAYS! Forget that garbage, I’ll drug myself stupid to get out of this apartment tomorrow. My head may not be in it, but I’ve got to get out.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Hyper Tacos


We’ve just learned a few powerful pieces of information in the household tonight:

1. Darco makes a great taco casserole
2. Sudafed Non-Drowsy creates an unquenchable, hyperactive individual of myself for thirty minutes.
3. Warm taco casserole plus coming off the Sudafed equals a very tired writer…

Praying for health tomorrow.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Coherent


This is my only chance to type between doses of NyQuil. I couldn’t figure out if I was messing with allergies or a seasonal cold last night…until I went to get in bed.

With the apartment sitting at 70℉, I was uncontrollably shaking under a multitude of blankets. In other words, I’m sick.

It’s around 3:00 PM currently and I’m just now waking up. Darco went to go grab more fluids, and I’m stuck in bed for the day.

It seems like a light variant of the flu, so at this point I’d suspect I’ll be able to go again tomorrow morning, probably with some assistance from DayQuil.

Interestingly enough, I’ve had this seasonal cold twice this year, both during the two hottest weeks in the year.

Weird.

-D-

XXXI: Stay Strange


I wish I could have found time earlier this week to type this post up, it’s actually been sitting in the reserves of my brain for a few days now. I’d love to blame the anime for this, but there’s more to the thought that I’m hoping to reach for in this post; it all revolves around one thought:

Stay. Strange. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: College Daze


I did it.
I’m old.
It’s the end.

Understand that there is actually a decent story behind this one…

Once upon a time I was offered a scholarship to compete on the speech/debate squad at the college that I wound attending. For what it’s worth, it was and still is, one of the most prestigious programs in the United States. I competed for one season, before declaring I was wiser compared to the coach, and left the program.

I still regret to this day, walking away when things didn’t come easily.

Years down the road, the late, great Dr. Derryberry has passed away. A former teammate is now part of the coaching staff (they also saved my skin in Intro to Psych). Through Facebook last week they contacted me, and asked if I would return and judge at their tournament being held in October.

The same weekend as the university’s homecoming.
The same weekend of Alumni weekend.

I accepted.

I’m heading to the university I grew to despise, as an alumni, to judge at a speech/debate tournament, and enjoy…their homecoming week.

Alas, I have grown of weary age…

-D-

#getyourpraiseon


Let the nerd-fest begin!

There are a few things, about this writer, that you should be aware of (as if you didn’t already know):

I dominated the entire bowl of ramen!

I dominated the entire bowl of ramen!

  • I thoroughly enjoy dropping the bass with EDM tracks…it’s just how I roll…
  • I watch way more anime  compared to any normal soul within a two hundred mile radius of my apartment
  • Darco still loves me

The true gift of the rice ball? The surprise in the middle!

The true gift of the rice ball? The surprise in the middle!

Tonight, for sheer entertainment, let’s look at the second point. Anime. Most times this word is used it is used incorrectly, or has some unknown strange attachment to it.

Anime really is just cartoons that have been created in Japan (primarily) that depict a wide range of cultural aspects of the community. From ‘slice of life’ moments such as high school, to sci-fi, to getting lost inside video games. Recently, I’ve come to thoroughly enjoy learning more about another culture by way of watching anime episodes, all of them are in Japanese, so I’m learning to love subtitles as well.

I could spend more time talking about this, but that’s for another day. One thing nearly all of these shows have in common is the style of food that is being consumed. It’s always rice balls and ramen, rice balls and ramen, and now your standard college instant ramen…like…hardcore ramen from ramen shops (they exist)!

Due to watching so much of this I decided to go hunting for a ramen shop in the city closest to us, and wouldn’t you know it…I FOUND ONE!

Darco and I, knowing nothing about the food, traveled to this ramen shop and had the time of our lives. Rice balls, fried pork cutlets, shaved ice, and ramen (mine was miso, hers was pork). It was a riot, and for me…hehe…it was just like the shows I watch! It’s fine to facepalm yourself and laugh while reading this, I openly embrace my random ‘nerdiness’.

On the one serious note associated with it, as I told Darco, it was a nice reminder that God continues to give me a burning passion for other cultures outside of my own. I tried food that I couldn’t pronounce, and didn’t use a fork once (I’m skilled like that). As with anything else, it always makes me wonder…what else is out there waiting to be discovered?

-D-