YEESSSS

-P

British Explorer Finds Cave Complex

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Czech this, some british guy found a huge cave complex in underneath Giza. They think it's the 'Lost Underworld' or something like that. It makes sense though, Giza was known anciently as Rostau, or the "mouth of the passages."

Then, in case you don't read the article you have to get this; The head dude in egyptian achaeology, Zahi Hawass said this about this guys discovery: “There are no new discoveries to be made at Giza, we know everything about the plateau - amateurs cannot find anything new,” he added.

You know everything? Anyways props to this guy for finding that shiz, he's not even an archaeologist by trade, he does investigative journalism. He was just reading this memoir written by an archaeoligist in the 1800's and saw mention of this complex, investigated, and blew it wide open. Awesome.

-P

A brief statement of physics;

'Nuff said.

-P

The Eternal Question

You've found it.


-P

Yeah, I was there.

I finally did it, I ran into a road thing on purpose. It was one of those orange road things that is like the big cousin to a road cone. You know, the size of a man and about as heavy.

No really I've been waiting to do it for pretty much ever so as I was driving about and saw a tidy line of those big orange cylinders - begging to be hit - I checked around me to see that I wouldn't be seen. There were a few cars ahead of me but none behind so I steadied my hands, turned the wheel and totally nailed one. I watched it fly as I drove by. So satisfying. I think I said to myself "..Nice." after I hit it because it was THAT GOOD.

Yeah anyways they're a lot heavier than they look so unless you have a crappy car or you're REALLY pissed I don't recommend doing it.

I took a picture but it was dark and didn't turn out. I'd totally post it anyways but I'm really not going to.

Love,
-The P

P.S.: What if websites had a smell? Like the really old ones from the 90's were all mold and musty smelling and the new ones smelled like a new car and the .com sinking ship failures smelled like Boris Yeltsin...

Something finally

Lots of crack worthy of writing about has happened lately. However, I'm anxious to put a first track on the interwebs.

Har she blews; A bit of a Mash-up for y'alls. [Ins. Fancy little standalone player.]



-_Parker Llyn Edwards/>

MY DREAMS JUST FREAKING CAME TRUE.

Denver Colorado

It's not even that far.


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GM's says 8hrs, 8mins.

AND I'M SUPPOSED TO SLEEP TONIGHT?! AND CLIMB A MOUNTAIN IN THE MORNING?! (More on that tomorrow.)

-P. L. EDWARDS

Honestly?

I find the weirdest shiz at my apartment dumpster.

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Dear Bob Saget,

Your career is over.

Love,
-_Parker Llyn Edwards/>

Fears for Tears

I finally realized my biggest fear today.

It's not to be alone, it's not desertion, betrayal, or even painful death.
I'm surprised I hadn't solidified it before but it is, unquestionably, the fear of living a normal life.
And I'm not being all cutesy amateur blogger.

It really rails on me all the time and influences my decisions so much.
I was listening to '1985' which in my opinion is a stupid-as song but my parents had the radio on when we were driving into the canyon and it all clicked.
Ugh, I think I fear it so much because I know it's going to happen sometime. I met this rad old grandpa the other day named Wayne who, in my opinion, had managed not living a normal life pretty well.

I think that's why I've put so much emphasis on music in my vida; because I guess I think it's a gateway to non sequiturity.

[ins. witty closing statement]

-_Parker Llyn Edwards/>

A question of acronymphs.

If a BLT represents 'Bacon, Lettuce, and Tomatoes', and represents the ingredients of the sandwich, shouldn't it read BBLT? It might just be me but I feel that bread is one of the if not the most important bit of the sandwich.

I guess BLT could represent the modern Bacon, Lettuce, and Tomato sandwich since it seems like bread is being removed from pretty much every sandwich. I saw someone trying to eat a burger without bread once. I was laughing that day.

Mama Ortron made me some incredible BLT Dip a while ago... I guess 'BLT' is appropriate for the dip seeing as there was no bread. But there WAS Mayo; so it should have been MBLT or BLTM.

Celebrities are dying! People are misusing acronyms! My cell phone bill is super high! Something must be wrong!

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The sun was high in New York city, Everyone's head was in their hands
There was only the sound of blatant confusion, no drinking songs or club bands.
The scene had been one dark and gruesome, an act torn through with deep despair,
and as the word tore through the through lines, we could do naught but stop and stare.
Our land hosted a beast of a house call, something only left said and done.
And as we wrapped our minds around it, we knew for a moment they had won.

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Lives are lost for what conclusion? Ideas still run through men's heads.
Our friends, our brothers, and the aquainted - they know not for why these have come.
And what to say for those behind them - Where does it start, where do we get off?
They tear it up to spit us out, they reign superior to a fault.
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A legend's found dead in his apartment, the news reports hesitate with a lie.
Where is any truth found today? With whom can anyone safely confide?
My mind has found a python of a container - a place where an idea cannot grow.
A life in which in failure is solute, and where to find solace no one can know.
To offer up unguided direction - is to lead a flock to the precipice,
But to fall down, following, unthinking - is to be lead by an iron fist.

--
Our lives are lost to what conclusion? Ideas still run through men's heads.
Our friends, our brothers, and the aquainted - they know not for why this has come.
And what to say for those behind this? Where does it start, where do we get off?
We tear it up to spit ourselves out. We reign superior to a fault.
--

_/Parker Llyn Edwards/>

SHUSH GURL

SHUT YOUR LIPS. DO THE HELEN KELLER AND TALK WITH YOUR HANDS BY MAKING SHAPES AND
PLACING THEM IN OTHER PEOPLES HANDS.



_Parker Llyn Edwards/>

A midsummer nights' concert schedule for the summer

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Here we have my summer show list. Most of them I will definitely be attending and some I probably wont be. Let me know if you think I'm missing any or want to accompany me.

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July 09 Bon Iver | Jenny Lewis - Twilight concert series

July 13 Death Cab for Cutie, Andrew Bird - Red Butte Garden

July 20 Tori Amos - Abravanel Hall

July 23 M. Ward | Land of Talk - Twilight concert series

August 09 The Bloody Beetroots - Voyeur San diego CA

August 20 Iron & Wine | Okkervil River - Twilight concert series

August 23 The Pretenders, Cat Power, Juliette Lewis - Red Butte Garden

August 25 Depeche Mode, Peter Bjorn and John - The E-Center of West Valley City

August 28 Teenage Bad Girl - W Lounge

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-/Parker Llyn Edwards/>

It's finished.

I really don't know why but I had the sudden urge to cut my hair tonight.

So I ran with it.

-Prior to the slaughter-


-During-


-C'est fin-

They're tears of joy.

Meh, whatever.

-Parker Llyn Edwards/>

I decided.

I am going to cut my hair.

Stay Lively.

Bring on the night

I am a horrible blogger... I will never have fame.

My goal now as a bloggercon is to make my entries entertaining enough that you will always come back. The subject matter may not be worthy but I'm hoping to have enough writing gumption to make you want to read it.

I want you to writhe in the pains of withdrawal whenever I don't make an entry.

I 'DJ'd' a party on Saturday. I'm pretty happy that Max also DJ's, I feel we have kindred spirits even though he is far supreme. It was an interesting affair; it all began when I dragged Sam and Creed to help set up. I thought that I would be able to get in, set up how I wanted to, and get out. It was not to be.

When we got there Bro. Scott was already waiting. Bro. Scott knew what he wanted.

I decided to let him do what he wanted because he has some AA quality gear in there. I DECIDED. ME. Anyways some of my gear ended up just sitting there looking pretty (and oh how it did).

I really get the biggest kick out of it though. Massive power, expensive but beat up gear, huge sound, [mostly] fantastic music, good friends. Aaahh.... I remember sitting up during more than one cold logan night mixing for something like 5 hours straight. I facebook statused: Parker Isdefinitelyan Edwards had one of the best nights of his life.

It was super awkward but I had found another kindred spirit that night as well. Turns out the Scott is a crazy audiophile and has the works in terms of audio.

A good night, that one!

I took my dear pup Mobilicobius over to Jeffery's to say hello to his puppy, Mobi was terrified - but the little ball of fur 1/4 of his size was not...

I just watched 'W.' a moderately satirical film on George Bush's political career. I also just forgot everything I had to say about it....

-_Parker Llyn Edwards/>

PPPPSSSS: I've decided to change the name of this blog to the title of this entry.

Interns

Are stupid and I hate them.



-Parker Llyn Edwards/>

Monday:

Realized that I need to write more... It's good for me.

Wore orange for that girl that died.

Went to school, teachers were funny then stupid, teachers were stupid, teachers were stupidly gone.

Went to DI to see if that had some pimp glasses (BTW I am OBSESSING about these glasses...They deserve an entry by themselves.)

Went to Jeff's, played with goofy lacrosse fake-ups, talked to Tia B. about stalkers, read on his couch, fell asleep on his couch, (accidentally wrote 'truck' instead of couch), woke up on his couch, went to another couch, fell asleep on that couch, woke up.

Called my Mother about glasses because I really want glasses now that I've witnessed the previously mentioned beauty, went home, went to 'State of Play' with
my Dad, went to El Pollo Loco, came home, showered, got on blogger.

Mmmm....

-Parker Edwards/>

Aww Wha?! Just some realizations and stuff, K?

This morning was incredibly weird but enjoyable.

I woke up, realized I had missed attendance school, realized it didn't matter that I missed attendance school, got dressed, and got online to see what assignments I was missing. I then got onto facebook even though I was already 5 minutes late, chilled on there for a bit, realized I was 15 minutes late, realized I really didn't care and left 5 minutes later.

Upon arriving at school I noticed that there were very few cars in the lot.

Realizing I was crazy early I went into the writing lab like a dork to write this blog.

Fool!

_Parker Llyn Edwards/>

Questions Blog

Okay so here's how the past few hours have gone:

Note: I've decided that I exhaust myself during the day trying to be politically correct and that I don't have to be so here. It's also too late for me to worry about stuff like 'Revising' (Psh...) so none of that will be happening.

I got back from spending some days in logan around 9:30pm and my Grandpa scared the heck out of me again. No expounding will occur here.

I have a speech due tomorrow but established early that I will probably end up doing other things that don't matter and just do it in a hurry in the morning. You can't stop the inevitable, right?

So I was just doing the usual time wasters, watching LOST (Horace made the dumbest remark I've probably heard on that show... or pretty much any show with 'HE SENT THE BURNING CAR INTO THE HOUSE TO MAKE A DISTRACTION SO HE COULD ESCAPE.'...Thank you, Horace.) And doing the whole 'Facebook' shindig and whatnot when I decided that, if I was going to finish up this speech in the morning I should shower now so I don't have to worry about it in the morning. By now it's probably 11:40-12:00. So I take a quick shower and return here to write a letter to my brother but, realizing I had already written him, hopped onto youtube...My fair and faithful friend; you will bring me to my academic end.

I'm not gonna lie, I didn't do the whole "Getting Dressed" thing when I got out of the shower so I was lewd, crude, and totally nude, dude. [Question #1: Am I a bad person for being aux naturelle in my Grandpa's basement?]

Anyways I think it was after that when I watched this video
And thought: "Jam! I could use some sustainance!" It was then that I remembered that my loving Mother had so kindly sent home some Praline Turtle Cake. The totally score part is that my Father, the only person who eats the food I eat, doesn't know that my loving Mother sent this cake back with me seeing as I came back with my brother. [Question #2: Am I a bad person for hiding the cake in the back of the fridge?]

I went to go grab it and remembered a fun little fact which is that one half of a Turtle Praline Cake (From here on referred to as TPC) weighs about 10 pounds. It is ridiculously dense but incredibly delicious. It could probably be used as a freeweight. Anyways I got some of that and got on here to write.

The stupid part is that this entry is almost as long as my speech and that took like 3 hours to write last year. [Question #3: Am I a bad person for using a speech this year that I wrote in 10th grade?]

Sigh...I should sleep.

[Question #4: Am I a bad person if every time I see the word 'Special' I replace it with 'Retarded'?)



_Parker Llyn Edwards/>

Quick note:

Every song I have an emotional connection to is one that I was listening to a while ago. Most of them are by Stars, Pedro the Lion, or Stars. Did I mention STARS? I haven't gained any new ones for ever.

I'm losing my edge.

-/Parker Llyn Edwards/>




I really just love Stars.

GET ONLINE, FOO'!

I think I've forgotten the magic of Logging to the B. I haven't posted since THNKSGVNG?! (Did you like how I hit up some o' dat ABRVTN?)

It's probably due to the fact that I don't ever have time because when I have time I take it up with filler that just shortens the real 'time' I have to do stuff. ...SIGH, It's just the life of a person who doesn't know crack about time management.

In fact, I started a blog a while ago and was finishing it up when a very expected thing unexpectedly interrupted me and mysteriously my progress was deleted. Party.

I hate that I have noticed that I put so many 'I's and 'my's into my blogs I've written.

It's a happy thing that I can realize when I can't sing.

The house I'm living in is STERILE. I haven't seen a single bug or anything.

I need to cut my hair. The neighbors have been telling my grandparents that a girl is going in and out of their house.

I miss England, a bit.

I'm incredibly paranoid about people following me when I'm driving lately. Only after some guy followed me for like 10 mins to calmly yell at me about speeding. YOU DON'T DO CRACK LIKE THAT! He really just followed me like it was nothing, at least flash your brights or something. A person thinks you're just trying to be sneaky.

I shouldn't speed.

I forgot the definition of 'Ubiquitous'.

I still haven't looked up the definition of 'Ubiquitous'.

SIGH.

-/Parker Llyn Edwards/>