Honestly, I can’t remember the last time I went an entire seven-day stretch where I didn’t at least post even the fluffiest of fluff on my brog. It had to have been somewhere back in that one month in that one year where I only made eight posts in total. But it’s not like it’s because I’ve hit writer’s block, or had nothing to talk about, or that the City of Atlanta hasn’t given me something to write about. It’s hard to really say if I’ve even really been busy over the last week or so; now I don’t really want to write something for the sake of writing something, but the truth is, I stop and think about the last week or so, and I can’t really say that anything has really happened for me.
One of my cousins got married over the weekend, which was pretty much the brunt of the last few days, since I spent some time buying myself a nice new suit, and then there was the wedding affair itself, which was pretty much everything I thought it was going to be. The ceremony was pleasant, and I’m legitimately happy for my cousin, but it was still kind of a bittersweet affair to me, because of some of the turmoil surrounding my immediate family, and what could possibly going on through my mom’s head throughout the whole time.
Of course, no baseball season is complete without at least one trip to Baltimore’s Camden Yards, the home of the Orioles, and which is probably my favorite ballpark in all of baseball, which is ironic considering just how much I hate the city. But in spite of the hellacious traffic endured to get there, it was still a pleasant evening of getting drinks at Pickles’ Pub outside of the ballpark while pounding street food, and then watching the blO’s get beaten down by the Rays. Also on this brief excursion, I was introduced to the wonder that was Royal Farms fried chicken. Jesus Christ that stuff was amazing, and has since triggered a craving for more fried chicken that can only be satiated by more fried chicken. I think I want fried chicken for dinner tonight.
To conclude my uneventful last seven-day span, I got an iPhone 5. For months, I’ve been wrestling with the fact that my HTC Evo has been gradually dying, and sure, I probably could have prolonged things even longer if I just bought a replacement battery, but frankly, I felt that it was time for a change. I could have went the direction of sticking with Android, and going with like a Samsung Galaxy 3 or 4, but I don’t know, it just felt like I should just go with Apple this time around. I’ve grown more acclimated to the iOS from having my iPad over the last year, so it’s not like there would that much of a learning curve going with the iPhone. So now, I join the masses with my iDevice, and try not to look down on the rest of the Android or Windows phone users of the world.
That’s really it; like I said, I try not to write for the sake of writing too often, but today I kind of felt like writing something at all. And when the urge comes, but no topic comes to mind, it’s the old creative writing exercise of simply just writing, and see what happens.
