Remember when I deleted my Myspace? Of course you do. I told you all about it. If you remember right, I hesitated to delete because all of the web logs I had written on there. I always intended to save them. Maybe post them somewhere else, but at least have them saved on my computer. What happened?
I got bored at work one day and deleted it. Everything. I saved nothing. I didn't even think about saving stuff when I deleted. When I realized later what I had done I tried to brush it off by saying I can write more stuff. I have written new stuff, but nothing of the quality or caliber of the things I had on Myspace. Everything I ever did on Myspace was great. Now the only thing I have that comes close to my Myspace glory days is the time I turned gay just so I wouldn't have to watch Hairspray. (If that doesn't make sense to you, go back and read it.)
It's now been a while since I deleted my Myspace. I only remember two things that we're on there. I'll give you a brief description of those so you can get an idea of the quality of the things I used to write.
Most Awkward Situation Ever:
This was just a strange buy true story. It started on a weekend. I met these two girls. Mindy and I forget who the other one was. I don't think I every actually knew her name.
The next week was the Fourth of July. Brigham City always has fireworks on or around the fourth. I was going to go and watch the fireworks the two aforementioned girls.
This is where my memory gets hazy. All I remember is that I was supposed to bring a friend. I went to get that friend. Three other dudes got in the car with him. We were five dudes in a car going to meet two girls.
When we got to Brigham, I somehow was able to find the girls. It was more luck than anything. The directions as to their whereabouts were terrible. They didn't even know which way was north. There was some other dude with them when I found them. I don't know what happened to my four friends. I think they got sick of looking for two idiots and just sat down somewhere.
The fireworks suck. The best part was when some little kid spit on me.
I don't know why, but for some reason we went over to Mindy's house after. I think it was because she had ketchup at her house.
So we get to this girls house, five dudes, two girls and one random dude that no one knew. We were there for about 30 seconds when one of the girls said she had to go home. That made it five dudes, 1 girl and one random dude no one knew.
The night ended with two of my friends sitting at the kitchen counter eating their Wendy's. The rest were playing Uno in the living room. Three dudes, one girl and one random dude playing Uno. Not just any Uno thought, Uno Attack!.
The random dude kept saying the same thing over and over because one of my friends had said it earlier and it was kind of funny.
I wish I had the real story of that. I've forgotten so much. That was a fun time. Even though it was 2 or 3 years ago, I still haver her number for some reason. I'm going to call her.
Bruce Morris:
This turned into a little four or five part miniseries. It started out by me just mentioning some cool things that happened on the day I was born. Turns out not much happened that day.
The coolest thing I could find was '"The Shot Herd 'Round the World".
It was a shot that Bruce Morris made on February 7, 1985 while playing for Marshall University. The shot was like 89 feet 6 inches or something like that. A pair of footprints now adorn the court from the spot the shot was taken. I remember the footprints because I made a joke about how Marshall players shoot from those footprints everyday in practice. Only they shoot at the other basket, turning the shot into an impressive four foot shot. It was much funnier when I told it before.
I thought that was that. One of my readers must have looked into the shot. They found discrepancies in both the date and length of the shot.
This is when I started researching the shot. To this day, I've never done more research on anything than Bruce Morris' shot "herd" round the world.
Turns out there were discrepancies on both the date and length of shot. I was able to find three different dates and three different lengths. The dates were the 6th, 7th and 8th of February. The lengths ranged everywhere from 86 feet to 92 feet.
In the end I was able to confirm that the shot indeed did happen of February 7, 1985 from a distance of 89 feet 6 inches (or something like that.) My birthday thing was saved.
I wish I still had that stuff.
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