Thursday, April 30, 2015

Jose Altuve



Jose Altuve

My favorite baseball player is 3 inches shorter than the average male height in the U.S. Yes, Jose Altuve is 5'5 and considered one of the best hitters in MLB. I find it impossible not to root for a guy like this, all his life people told him he was too small or too lean to make it to the Major Leagues. However, he played his first game at 21 years of age, and was scouted by only one guy coming out of Venezuela. For a lot of people, a challenge is nothing but something to be overcome; how can you not love Jose Altuve

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Natural Talent Vs. Developed



Natural Talent vs. Developed

To me, this debate is super interesting. If someone wants to be good at something and never works at it, they'll end up never developing that interest. However, if someone already has a natural talent, perhaps, say their Dad is a marathoner but they don't run often, they'll never perfect what's in their genes. I think this debate is probably one of the best topics to research

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Sad Day




Sad Day

Do you ever have those days where you feel depressed but there's no reason behind it? It's like, you try and think what the cause could be but you're left confused and without reason for feeling so sad. It kinda sucks that these days happen from time to time but that's what tomorrow is for, right?

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

First Red Rocks Concert



First Red Rocks Concert

Last Saturday night I went to my first Red Rocks concert with my two brothers. We saw the old school rapper Nas and a reggae band called "Souja." Of course, they ended up getting exceptionally drunk, but that didn't bother me as I was the designated driver and I'm 19. There was something about all of us enjoying a concert together as brothers, embracing the music and sharing stories about our lives that made that moment so meaningful for me. Red Rocks was a sweet venue, and I look forward to the next concert I see there, but that feeling of pure kinship is a powerful one. I hope when I'm 65 and looking back on my youth I'll remember days like those

"Brotherhood is not just a Bible word. Out of comradeship can come and will come the happy life for all." - Heywood Broun 

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Video Games



Video Games

Video Games just seem to be one of those topics that can go either way. Kids can take this concept to excess by never leaving the house and avoiding social contact or they can regulate themselves to 2-3 hours a day max. I'm no stranger to video games, often I'll find myself in front of my PS4 should a friend come over, but alone, it's exceptionally dull. Also, I tend to only want to play Madden, FIFA or NBA 2K15; I have no diversity when it comes to video games. 

The aim to put games into the school system is a great idea, this way Elementary kids (or older), can see learning a new topic as fun and exciting. As well, it's a good way for friends to bond and find entertainment playing a certain game for numerous hours. So, you can't say video games only provide a negative aspect for an individual.

I really don't know where I stand on this issue, it's a win-lose situation


Thursday, April 16, 2015

Study Plan




Study Plan

I'm totally booked this weekend with schoolwork, but I think I've developed a smart plan to go about all this work. I'm taking four classes, (12 credits); so why not dedicate an entire day to each class. This way I can be super productive and spend a lot of time to each class and what needs to be done. Should work

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Introverts vs Extroverts




Introverts vs Extroverts

I've always found it interesting how someone is born on either side. Me for one, I'm certainly introverted, I crave alone time when I'm out in public for long periods of time. I cannot work on schoolwork in groups, and if I do, I'm super distracted and unable to concentrate.

However, my mom is super extroverted and keeps in constant contact with a ton of people; so different these two sides.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Rappers




Rappers

It's annoying how unoriginal mainstream rappers are compared to those considered "underground." For example, Wiz Khalifa can make millions writing a song like "Black and Yellow" that have no depth or meaning and artists like Zion I and J Cole are put in the back. In my opinion, when someone produces music that serves only to satisfy society and make money quickly they lose their identity as an artist and only appear to me a sellout. I'd much rather try to figure out what a song is saying then listen to some catchy beat that repeats the same stupid lyrics over and over.

Finally




Finally

 It took me forever, but I have finally found an article worth presenting to the class on my subculture. All I can say is "Wow!" there is so much garbage on the internet, when I first searched my topic all that came up were articles or lists completely off what I was trying to say. People often say the internet makes finding information very accessible for the average person, but that's debatable when everything gets published.

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Subcultures



Subcultures

I'm having such a touch time trying to nice a unique subculture I would consider myself a part of. I was thinking, maybe, I could go with Progressive Christians. We're Christians who tend to side more progressively with gay rights, abortions, etc. I may just go with that

Monday, April 6, 2015

Summer



Summer

 I cannot wait for summer to start. I'm very excited to start my job, as well as go hiking with friends, travel and get in shape. It's going to feel weird to have so much free time, but I'm excited for what the future may hold. Only a few more weeks

Saturday, April 4, 2015

New Job



Waiter

I just got a new job as a waiter. I'm excited, I feel like working in a restaurant will be exciting and help me socially branch out there with customers. My last job was as dull as possible, and I like the idea of not knowing what could happen night in and night out; a new table to serve every few minutes. Can't wait for this summer

Thursday, April 2, 2015

ESPN



ESPN

In ten to fifteen years, I will be working as an analyst for ESPN. As a fourth grader, I wrote 75 pages of stats one season, on every offensive player in the NFL, just for "fun." I can tell you the score of every sporting event I've gone to, whether that be five years ago or seven; it's muscle memory, it's my passion.

When I was nine I told my family I would be a broadcaster one day. They shook it off and laughed saying how hard it is to make it as an analyst. "Alex, you have to know so much, it takes a lot of dedication to stand out."  That's the thing though, ever since Elementary I could keep a conversation with anyone just based on their favorite team. I've blogged for my favorite baseball team, and made connections with Reid Ryan (President of Baseball Operations for the Houston Astros), former players, and even GM's. People have started to follow what I write, telling me they like my insight, and even engage in debates every so often.

Yes, there are a millions of guys who watch the NFL, MLB and NBA, but I'm a minority. Stats run through my head, players salaries are forever internalized in my mind, I never forget a game. I'm not the smartest person in the world, I know that, but I've yet to meet someone who knows more or shares my everyday passion for this "hobby". 

I will make it one day, I will be on TV or posting for a team on their website. Sports have been a part of me since I was a young insecure kid with no friends to turn to; my favorite teams were there for me. When I was bullied in High School I dived deeper into my passion for sports. They say "It's just a game" but not to me, It's my one true love and keeps me feeling whole when I'm lost.

I don't care if you doubt me, others can tell me majoring in journalism is stupid for five more years if they want. I'd rather die of a heart attack tomorrow then give up on a dream then listen to people who tell me my dreams are built on a fantasy that only lives to be unattainable. Never will I give up; the day I listen to others is the day my soul shatters.