Thursday, November 26, 2009


Hey everyone,
This will be a real short one. Just want to keep you all in the loop more than I have been. I worked last night at the club until 3 am. I was practically falling asleep by the time i was driving home! One dude tried lighting up a smoke in the club, i was like,"bro, you can't smoke in here!" He was so drunk, he just looked at me, and walked away. He ended up going to the bathroom and finishing his cigarrette in there. I don't understand why smoking in the bathroom is better than just walking outside.
Anyway he and his mate got kicked out of the club eventually, then tried hopping over the fence to get back in. My Duty manager was Quite upset!
So I missed working in the Hotel this morning. Toni told Nolan to tell Sleeping beauty to get some rest tonight to be ready for tomorrow.
Now, Im headed to the pool, practice tonight, hitting the sac early! Talk to you guys soon.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Fun in the Sun!

Hello My cherished readers! How are all of you? Much has happened since my last post: Michael Jackson has passed away, and America has it's first black president! Times are a changing my friends. OK so it hasn't been that long since I've blogged, but it has been a few weeks. I am simply trying to make a joke out of the fact that I haven't written a blog in quite a while. HAHAHAHA. I think I'm pretty funny, and that's all that matters.
Anyway, life is good here. I've been working, playing ball, going to the beach, planning trips, making songs with the guitar, and going out on the town and singing Karaoke! The last two months seemed to have flown by!
Baseball is going very well. I am hitting great, in fact, I had my first home run of the season last Sunday. I think I'm hitting a healthy .600ish on the season! I am 10 for my last 14 with 3 doubles, a triple and a home run! The competition is a bit lower here, but I feel that I am improving greatly. So, it just so happens that my first home run was the same game that my roommate Nolan hit his first HR. He hit his in the first inning, and I hit mine in the 8th inning. I haven't heard anything but smack talk about him hitting the first home run! I'm like, "Dude, you hit yours like an hour and half before me, big deal. And I have the most recent one, so I'm the current HR champ!" Judging by this response I think he knows it's getting under my skin! I don't think I've heard the end of it. Besides, most of this smack talk goes on while cleaning and making the beds in the hotel each morning. The job doesn't require much brain power, so all we really do is talk smack. We talk about almost everything. We are always giving it back and forth to each other! The other ladies are so vulnerable to us when we joke around because they take their job so much more serious than we do. Not that we don't take pride in our work, Cath, one of the cleaning ladies, told us just yesterday that we were the best room strippers they have ever had! That means a lot, because American baseballers have been coming over here for 25 years! But we love joking around with them. Since we get into all the rooms first, we tell them that the rooms are way more messy than they really are. They get really upset, until they walk in and realize we were just kidding! Man, they fall for that one at least once a week. The worst room is room 30. It's built for a whole family, or group of friends. It has 6 beds. It literally takes about an hour just to strip, stock and make the beds. I always tell them that all the beds are messed up, all the coffee is gone, and there is trash everywhere. If this were true, it would potentially be enough to ruin their day! So then I take off, and keep working; about a minute later I hear them yelling at me from all the way down the hall. They act mad, but deep down I know they are happy that room 30 is not dirty at all! I realize that this may not be funny to you, but it cracks me up! They always fall for it. In the end, I know they enjoy having us around; we always lighten the mood and put a smile on their face!
So yeah, ball is going great, We beat the best team in the league on Sunday. It felt so good because the American imports that this team had were so cocky! I'm serious, not in a good way! We had a banquet about three weeks ago; it was basically a meet and greet for all the Americans from all the teams. These two guys wouldn't even talk to anyone. They left early with out saying good bye, and wouldn't even look me in the eye. Later on in the week, I saw them downtown; they literally walked right passed me without saying a word. I thought, "Maybe they didn't know who I was." This would have been more cocky and arrogant than them ignoring me because they didn't want to lower themselves to the level of saying hello to me. Either way, right then and there, I couldn't wait to beat them. They had a record of 10 wins and 1 loss. We beat them Sunday, 13-3. Both Nolan and I had 4 hits, and both had home runs. But even better, the cockier import was struck out twice by Nolan and once by me. Yes! (fist pump)! I realized that being cocky never pays!
So we went to the south coast last week. We swam at Mollymook, then drove south to Bateman's Bay for lunch where we enjoyed a nice platter of Fish and chips, and some ice cream. It was really strange to be on the other side of the Pacific ocean. I thought about sending a message in a bottle to all of you! The water was so warm! The waves were huge, and the current was strong. It was really hard to get out of the water because before each wave came crashing, the water would suck you out deeper into the ocean. It tired me out quickly, but I was very careful, for I knew I had to survive to write this blog!
Wednesday night is Karaoke night! We go most weeks. This is an action shot of us singing "Piano Man".
I am definitely enjoying my time out here. Things could not be going better. However, I really wish I was coming home for Christmas. This will be the first time in my 26 year existence that I won't see my family on Christmas day. I think instead, I will work at the club and make double time, save money, and spend it traveling around the Gold coast, staying in hostels and visiting friends. I miss all of you, but I'm glad that I am doing this while I can!

Friday, November 6, 2009


Man I've been busy! My free time used to consist of writing my blog entries, but now that I'm working two jobs and playing baseball, I come home and don't want to think. I mean, it does take some thinking and planning to write these entries. I have a few rough drafts saved on my computer, but I can't get the editing done. I could just throw every thing I write up here, but you guys would not be impressed.
When I'm working, I think so much. I think about life, and how I became who I am. I realize that my personality is always changing. I mean, if I find a new food that I like, now I literally think different, and am a changed individual. It sounds a little silly, but it's true for all levels of your personality. The younger you are, the more your personality is affected by the things happening around you. What I think is cool, is totally a result of what older cooler people did when I was young. I would say much of who I am today, was developed just before, and at the beginning years of high school. As a freshman athlete, I saw how certain older athletes acted, dressed, spoke, interacted with teachers and peers, dated girls, partied, walked the halls, drove, and everything else you can think of. Inside I thought, "this is how I should be" and basically tried to mirror them. Anyone who I respected, I would analyze and imitate in some way!
I would say that a huge part of my personality development came from The beaverton high school football program. The older guys showed me the ropes, what to do, and what not to do. Yes I did fluctuate from this quite a bit, but what it meant to be a football player was ingrained into our heads without us even realizing it. I would learn from someone like Andrew Laybourn, Mike Gorman, or Ryan Wilson. Each of them would learn from older guys like Jesse Levin, Taylor Barton, and Aaron Fausett. And then these guys would learn from people like Jordan Johnson. By the time I was a junior or a senior, younger guys would act exactly like me. Without even realizing what I was doing, I was setting examples for kids younger than me. We would all learn from the older guys; even what foods like or dislike, which classes to take, or who to hang out with. I mean, as a freshman or even an 8th grader, I would be with another friend my age, and be so excited to be hanging out with the big boys. I remember being at a party with Kris Tyacke, (another guy my age) We were hanging out with the older guys; we the biggest smiles on our face! There's no wonder why we emmulated them. However, as similar as we all are, there are obviously differences. For example, BHS is more of a Raleigh Hills school district. I was a Murray Hill guy. They liked Round Table Pizza, I was prone to Godfather's, I went to Highland Middle school, they mostly went to Whitford.
The most stereotypical Beaverton Football graduate is a smart and athletic; he is witty and funny, but serious and professional when he needs to be. He can talk with anybody on any level, he definitely gets the girls, he is tough as nails, and has probably been in more than one fight. He gets great grades, all throughout high school and college, Loves North Carolina, but hates Duke! (I think this stems from Mike Dunleavy, a Jesuit Crusader rival basketballer, who went on and played at Duke) He will eat anything in front of him, but knows that Round Table Pizza is the best.
So that was a bit wordy, and definitely not true for everyone, in fact this is most likely not true for anyone, but most of us carry most of these traits. I hold this fellowship so close to heart. It will always be a very tight nit group of people. Because of our peers, we all became experienced and well rounded individuals.
I look back now, and realize that so much of my personality was developed by others. I also realize that people are always watching you, whether you know it or not! It's important to understand how you affect others, and make sure that who you are is what you want to represent to others. No matter who you are, people will see.