Saturday, April 9, 2016

The Internets.

Sometimes, I think (this is where people that REALLY know me say "wait, you know how to think?") about what life would be like without the internet. I mean sure, there was a time when I didn't rely on it at all.

But I was 4. And the only thing that mattered was Nickelodeon and snack time. #ChubbyKid

I pretty much live on the internet. It provides access to things in basically every asset of my life, except when I'm on the football field, jukin' and dodgin fools, and scoring all the touchdowns. 

Let's start here:

I'm currently sitting at work (yes, on a Saturday), doing work work, homework and watching the Masters. 

I pay my bills and do all of my online banking, through the internet.

I can watch instructional videos on YouTube for a variety of things, such as, learning how to install a leveling and spacing kit on my jeep. Answer: Pay someone to do it. Thanks internet!

I booked a few vacations not too long ago. I was able to use a few different websites to find the best rates for flights, things to do in the area and most importantly, the best places to eat!

I'm able to express all of the sarcastic feelings I have, in 140 characters or less, by using Twitter. And Twitter is my main outlet of news and other random junk that I fill my head with every day.

So, the moral of this story: the internet has evolved into something that we now, can not live without. As consuming as it can be, there are numerous ways that it can make our lives more efficient. Like not having to go to a school campus, and taking online classes.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

1500 views in 2 years - I say that's a milestone!

I'm posting this for Jennifer Gordon, since she's been threatening to never read my blog again.

For this, and other videos, including my father dancing half naked, me scaring people over and over again, and a little magic, check out my YouTube channel - RickWright30.

My Scientist bro just sent me this. I think it's BS though.

There's nothing I love more than being outside. Especially during the summer. It's so refreshing to feel the 175 degree Texas sun on my milk chocolaty skin. (*Side Note*- I am really unsure of what season we are currently in. Last night, I went running... IN SHORTS AND A T-SHIRT!!! And although the trail we were on got a tad bit rapey and my nipples started to bleed, the weather outside was perfect. Let me remind you great people that it is November. Side note concluded.)

For the 25 years I've been on this Earf, I've never had a legit sunburn. I don't know too many black people that have. I was about the throw my mom onto this list, but she doesn't count. Yellow people shouldn't. 

I figured there was no way us normals could actually get a sunburn. We will get pretty Tyrese (Exra Black) during the summer, but never any actual burn. 

I guess I was wrong? Check out the link below.

Return Of The Mack

So, once again, as I've been known to do, I went missing. This time for about two months. Please forgive me for my most recent disappearance and enjoy this jam from the 90's (Hopefully it will make up for it.)

The Mack is back!

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Saturday, September 8, 2012

My Mom is trying to kill me.

I'm not sure she knows it, but subconsciously, she is.

This woman legit just tried to get me to use dairy coffee creamer that expired May 12th.

Today is September.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

I enjoy mowing the yard. It's my free time. I put on the 2 Chainz album and jam alone in my own little world.

BUT, there's one thing I don't like.

The feeling that I get when people drive by the house and stare at me. Some folks are nice, and they wave.

Others stare at me like... "That's right boy. You should be workin in the yard".

Or "Damn, I need me one of those. Didn't know they were still on the market."

Or "F*** Abe Lincoln."

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Where's Black Waldo?

Dear Drivers.

If you are going to pick your nose in the car, remember the following:

1. Make sure your windows are tinted
2. Make sure your windows are up.
3. Make sure I'm not staring directly at you.