the man's man.

For those of you who have not heard, recently i enlisted in the US Army. Now you may say, "no. highly unlikely." But it's true. To our left is a picture of me as a man's man because i am now the Man's man. If you were wondering, yes, i was over the weight requirements. But with hard work i've brought myself down about 8 pounds and counting. so if you'd like to challenge me then bring it.

the lost photo shoot

I'm sure you remember when i was a robot.

The Rise and Fall of Evil Brent and the Spiders from Mars

Here's a face we all know and love. One day last week, jessica went out and left me all alone. after watching tv for a while and eating all i could find that was easy to make i decided to play with my photo shop. the plan was, at first to give brian burgess a mustache. thinking better of it, though i doubted he'd ever see it, i decided that my father in law brent was a better choice. It didnt stop at a mustache obviously. i couldnt resist. so now the world has evil brent. Enjoy.

A Mustache to Remember

Didn't think i'd ever blog again, huh? Me neither.
Here is a picture of me with my freshly cut mustache. Why do you have a mustache you ask as if i were already weird enough. Well its for something called Movember. During the month of November, go to us.movember.com and register to grow a mustache to support the research to cure prostate cancer. Now i highly doubt i'll raise any money but i needed a good reason to try my mustache out. I've really wanted one for quite some time. Here are some people who I've idolized for sometime.

1. Tom Selleck, of course. If i could My mustache would look like this. Unfortunately it doesnt. :(
















2. Jesse Hughes from the Eagles of Death Metal. I think my mustache is looking more like this. Not only is this band a personal favorite of Clive and mine but his mustache is as well.














3. Last but not least, Pedro. Because i wish i could say i grew my mustache in a couple of days.













Anyway, enjoy this blog because i'm not sure when i will get to another one.

one for the ladies

now i know most of my readers are dylan fans but i felt this is just to good to not post.

When i was a young boy scout camp was a big thing for me. every day at dinner time during that week in hahobas the staff would sing songs as we walked through the line to get our food. On song i particularly enjoyed was Mountain Dew. For the longest time i thought it was a song made up specifically for camp. I was very wrong. Here is Johnny Cash and Bob Dylan Performing it on the Johnny Cash Show.

today in mild dissaproval

Today, while I was slinging lattes at yuppies, a girl maybe the age of
18 came in. She was small and white and wore a pair of trendy black
framed glasses and a not so trendy legend of zelda shirt. While taking
one of my many breaks, as im prone to do on account of my salary, I
watched her sitting at a table alone talking on the phone. She ordered
nothing. She reached for a pot which held chalk in it and started to
draw on the table which happened to be made out of a thick sturdy
chalkboard. I sipped my chocolate milk and tried to see what she would
scrawl on my tables that I would have to clean later. Finally an anime
lad holding a tennis racket appeared before her in many different
colors. A coffee house work of art. She left with out a word leaving me
to eavesdrop on other peoples conversations, none of which were
interesting.a few hours later she returned. This time she ordered an
orange juice. She dissapeared again and the next time I saw her she
emerged from the shelves with a stack of manga and seated herself at
another different chalkboard table. She laughed to herself as she read
them and sipped her orange juice. We have a policy where you gotta buy
the books before drinking a drink around them but my boss said nothing
so I said nothing. She left after about an hour. Or so I thought. After
she finished her oj and manga, she proceeded to draw on the next
chalkboard table. Apparently axel and roxus are bffs according to the
table. She walked out the front door and I followed casually behind her.
She had moved to an out door chalkboard and filled that one with her
white-girl-who-wants-so-bad-to-be-asian anime drawings. She did this
four more times. I just sighed everytime. Finally she left and I refused
to wash it off.
There is no moral to this. Simply an odd story.

T.I. Hatch ventures into the unknown

that is a picture of the unknown to me.

its funny how a place that was home not two months ago seems foreign when youre out of your element.

im not used to being alone. today was the first day on travis' journey to find employment.

i will use my time alone to chronicle this adventure and one day sell the movie rights.

i am indeed lonely despite the company of my brothers and my dearest friends.

i miss my wife and my boys.

today, i simply got settled. caught up with old friends and started a bad habit again.

i had a coke and i felt terrible after and had to have a huge glass of water because i can no longer handle my caffeine.

anyway i will leave you now.

i only have these words by elton john:

i miss the earth so much
i miss my wife
its lonely out in space

until next time, this is your dear friend, Travis, saying keep it fresh.