Inkless

So this will be a discombobulated post. Yes, discombobulated. I could have used messy, or gasp, disorderly, but no, discombobulated. Syntax is such a fickle thing.

First of all, a little cool internet how-to to share. This one is for anyone who enjoys some damn good writing. Not typing, but writing. Those who take notice of how the pen flows and curves on the page. I’m one of those people. I’ve always been fascinated by the written word, venturing into the artistic realm of graffiti and a religious adherence to cursive as my weapon of choice for quick midterm writing.

I used to use a lot of architect specific technical pens (stolen from my dad’s desk) from Pilot called the “Razor Point” series. They are great for their precision. However, they don’t really glide across the page like a good ballpoint pen would. They feel more make writing with a scalpel – not the best feeling.

I actually had this pen I borrowed from my friend Jordan years and years ago, but I always loved that pen. Apparently, this was the holy grail of modern cheapish pens called the Pilot G2. This pen rocks. It just feels so fluid, my lord, it practically writes for you. However, my cousin in Japan told me he could top it. He whips out a 20,000 yen ($200) Mont Blanc pen and lets it loose. HOLY HELL, it blew my mind. Needless to say, when I read about this instructables on how to create a Mont Blanc pen using the shell from a G2, I nearly died out of writing glee. Yes, I’m insane like that. It’s the most simple concept ever – $15 dollars and 3 minutes to create the equivalent (writing-wise) of a $200 pen-masterpiece. FUCK YES.

Anyhow, back to more worldly matters. The new Common album has given way to old school Queen (in godly FLAC quality) and rocking the ears at the moment. I will finish my internship on Tuesday (5) days from now. It went by as slowly and as quickly as I thought it would. Today, I found a place that would make one thousand stickers to put on our display hooks. Then I pulled around 400 shoes for an athletic show convention. Those kind of dull jobs makes TOMS seem as exciting as white bread (which in it’s defense, is exciting enough).

However, TOMS is quite the fireworks of a company when I really look at it. Blake, our founder, was personally invited by former President Clinton to attend his annual Clinton Global Initiatives – a networking, seminar thing that has the power to really throw around some big bucks in the name of philanthropy. Bono will be on the guest list so you know it’s for the rich do-gooders. We are also being noticed by the other firms and being praised as “revolutionary” and “the only one of it’s kind.” Damn, maybe we are like white bread during its conception. YEAST (+) FLOUR (-) WHEAT, HOLY SHIT!

Upon coming home, I know this was quite a great experience, but I’ve posted about that nonsense already so I’ll save you the pain. Also upon coming home, I think I’m going to really turn a corner in my life. I hope everything starts out well next semester. I have two great clubs to help build up, and other personal matters to attend to. I’m going to declare and get my major(s) in order. This is the precursor to either an awesome, life-affirming time, or an absolutely disastrous hell of a time. Either way, it’ll be interesting to say the least.

Like I said before, I am planning a bonfire @ Ocean beach in San Francisco. I have it marked on my calendar as the 24th of August, Friday. Ocean beach has this first-come-first-serve policy on its fire pits which you have to use if you want fire. I think it would be great if we could get there in the afternoon prior to sunset as the bridge and the ocean serve as a backdrop for possibly the coolest sunset ever. Well, if the fog is merciful.

Smorey goodness will occur if Tobias the firemaster can tend to a nice one. Bring something to toss around and that’s all I would want before school starts. Just one good night with some friends. Inform me if you’re down – before Saturday please.

‘Tis all folks.