Been back in Corvallis for two weeks now, man time is flying. I've only got two weeks left until it's back to school. The family and I went to Lincoln city this weekend with the Schwarzs. Played some lacrosse on the beach and had a fire with smores.

I decided =)

I Just finished linking together the rest of the site with the new WordPress blog! I ended up copying the default Twenty Ten theme directory, renaming it, and doing some editing to get it to look like the rest of my site.

Inception

By Jordan A on Flickr

For those of you who haven't seen Inception. I highly recommend it. I loved it.

Space Invader Couch!

I don't know if I want to use WordPress for the front end too and make my own theme when I've already made my website theme. Kinda want to though. Then I can use the permalinks and all that other good stuff.

Tomorrow is my last day for my internship with Rokkan in New York City. I'm stoked to get home!

My first time installing WordPress. I think it's going pretty good so far! I'm using wp as the backend and doing the frontend myself. I'm also trying to use MySQLi instead of MySQL.

In Place Of Kanye (Who Still Might Drop) G.O.O.D. Fridays, I Did A Remix Of Drake & Nicki Minaj's Song "Up All Night"

Because Kanye's Joints Are Wildly Popular And My Boy Yung Chad Does His Thing (Ash Wednesday) On Wednesdays, I've Decided To Put Myself Right In The Middle And Drop A New Track Every Week, Aptly Titled: "Thirsty Thursdays"

I Hope You Enjoy.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

Kush Rolled, Glass Full, I Prefer Some Chicken Wings
Niggas With No Chicken Act Like Chicken Isn't Everything
I'm Having A Good Time, They Just Tryna Ruin It
I Don't Want It Fried, That's Why I'm Back Here BBQn It
Grill On, Top Down, Shake/Bake, Everytime
She Ain't Tryna Get That Chicken Kickin' Well Then Nevermind
I-I-I-I Tried To Tell You KFC Ain't Nothing Nice
Church's Sayin' You Should Quit
Popeye's Sayin' Fuck Your Life.
OK, Now We Outta Here, Toodles To Your Chicken
And If You're Italian, I Put Them Noodles With Yo Chicken, YEAH
I'm Busy Cookin' Shit. Tryna Stay Humble,
I Made Enough For Two Dinners, And Some Lunchables
Chicken Is A Drug, That I Can't Get Enough Of,
And I Never Stay Awake, Cause The ITIS Is Too Much,
I Got Hot Sauce In These Jeans, Just In Case You Ain't Get None
Son, My Chicken Gets It Poppin' Nigga This Is What I Does, AHH.

Chorus:

I'm About Whatever Man/Fuck What They Be Talking Bout/Put This Chicken In Your Mouth/You Won't Wanna Take It Out/NoOoOoOoOo/You Can't Do It Like We Do It/Grilled/Fried/Boiled/We Can Even BBQ It/I Be Up All Night/Whole Crew's In Here/[This] Finger Lickin' Chicken/And Some Booze In Here/oOoOoOoOo/Man I'd Love Some Greens/And Some Mac 'N Cheese/To Go Nice With My Chicken/oOoOoOoOo

Verse 2:

If Vinny Says Get Her, Then You Get Her
We Got That Kind Of Chicken, Makin' Turkey Bacon Bitter
We Got That Kind Of [W-W-Wait, Wait,] Fixate
Which Bitch You Know [Is] Eatin' Chicken Off Of This Plate
Chicken Is A Keep Sake
Bought The President Official Presidential Cheap Plates
For Chicken On A Cheap Date
We Call 'Em Hawks, When We Eat Them In The Peach State
Man, For Pete's Sake, Chicken Tastes Great.
[Ah Ha Ha Ha Ha]
Fuck It Look Like Yo?
My Chicken? YES
Your Chicken? NO.
We Keep Them Bad Birds, But We Never Ever Mix Breeds,
Fuck A Diet, Eatin' Fried Chicken With Some Chick Peas.
And I Save Some For My Friends Too,
I See A Lot Of Bad Chicken On The Menu
So I Make Sure To Put It Down With Some Lentil,
And Pop Bottles With My Team
Eatin' Chicken Til The Death Of Me.

Chorus:

I'm About Whatever Man/Fuck What They Be Talking Bout/Put This Chicken In Your Mouth/You Won't Wanna Take It Out/NoOoOoOoOo/You Can't Do It Like We Do It/Grilled/Fried/Boiled/We Can Even BBQ It/I Be Up All Night/Whole Crew's In Here/[This] Finger Lickin' Chicken/And Some Booze In Here/oOoOoOoOo/Man I'd Love Some Greens/And Some Mac 'N Cheese/To Go Nice With My Chicken/oOoOoOoOo

Bridge:

I mean, we can't even eat that chicken if it don't got 'Purdue' near the price tag, you know?, I mean, I mean, but then again, who-who-who looks at brands like that? you know?
Chicken up in this bitch/OH/OH/OH/chicken up in this bitch/Oh/OH/OH.

Chorus:

I'm About Whatever Man/Fuck What They Be Talking Bout/Put This Chicken In Your Mouth/You Won't Wanna Take It Out/NoOoOoOoOo/You Can't Do It Like We Do It/Grilled/Fried/Boiled/We Can Even Bbq It/I Be Up All Night/Whole Crew's In Here/[This] Finger Lickin' Chicken/And Some Booze In Here/oOoOoOoOo/Man I'd Love Some Greens/And Some Mac 'N Cheese/To Go Nice With My Chicken/oOoOoOoOo [X2]