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Name: Andrew
Country: United States
State: Indiana
Metro: Elkhart
Birthday: 1/6/1983
Gender: Male


Interests: playing guitar, writing a script, reading,and complaining about things I can't change, and getting back home
Expertise: Subliminal Psychology, shameless self-promotion, mathmatics, speech, social networking, functional phsycosis,.....
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Monday, October 23, 2006

       To anyone still listening:

    So much has happened. So much, all for the better, along the path of weird things and strange decisions the right idea will always surface. Finnaly I am home mentally. I had a tought time settling in to the regular army life, and now I will be a civilain on Nov 1st. The whole ride finnaly starts again, everything counts again, sink or swim. Such huge goals and good plans lie ahead, so many things to write about and noone to sensor it. Good things are coming, I have rebuilt the steps to my soapbox, and on my way back to that place. All in due time I promise.


Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Mushroom Hunts, Casino Trips, and Settling back into America

 

    I remember trying to imagine what home would be like from Afghanistan. My perception was almost as vague about that, as it was earlier about what Afghanistan would be like from home. Just like I thought Afghanistan would be much worse then it was, I thought home would be much better then it is. I guess everything comes full circle in one way or another. I would say I have more stress upon my return then I ever had during my deployment. There are so many things to do, there is never a day without a full to-do list, or a moment without something else I should be doing instead. But I guess that is life, it is all in the balance.

    The book is a much more involved project then it seemed like it would be considering that everything is pretty much already written and simply needs to be assembled properly to tell a story. It was so time consuming just getting everything into a format that could be worked on. Here are a few pictures of the first part of the process.

 

Step one was to buy a printer and print the entire Xanga archive and my journals out so that I could assemble it first in the real world and then go back and make it match on the computer. It sounded like a great idea in the very beginning, at the point I am at now I am beginning to wonder if I should have kept it to one format so that I wouldn't have to basically do everything twice.

 

Step two was to organize the mess of journals and xanga entries chronologically and any other way to make sense of the stack.

 

Step three was to grab the scissors and cut the fat sort of speak so that I could see what I had that was actually book worthy, and also to get a sense of where I sat in terms of my 100 pages of content. Turns out that I had way more then I needed. This was good for two reasons, I wouldn't have to stretch for content, and I could cut even more stuff out which will always make what is there better per capita by the page.

 

Step four was organizing all the pages into actual freestanding stories that would be in the book. Some were one page, some two, some three. When it was all said and done I had pretty much figured it out as far as what was going to happen when I started laying it all out. That was about the time I realized that I really hadn't even started. That was kinda depressing... haha... so that is where I am now. Transferring those pages and ideas onto the computer and then tweaking the layout, and colors, and pictures, and editing for content, and length...and...and...you see my point. I work on it when I can but I really need a week or so to just focus on the book. But I do what I can when I can. It will be done soon enough.

 

 

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The Great Mushroom Hunt with the Family.

My brother and I keeping an eye out for any mushrooms on the side of the road, not very fruitful... but just in case. FYI, the mushrooms in question are not the "make you see colors" kind, but the seasonal delicious kind hunted for in the Northern heartland of America.

 

Picture of my little brother... occasional protoge, and occasional idol. (with mushrooms in hand)

 

Picture of the hunted.

 

Pops and I on the hunt. Mushroom hunting is a family tradition. Being that I am 23 years old now I decided it was about time that I figured out how to pilot my own mushroom hunt so that I can take my own kids someday. This was one of the few times I would be following directly behind the master on this trip. Can't say enough about how fun this trip became or how much I needed something like it after a year in the sand.

 

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First Ever Trip to the Casino for Me, and My Little Brother, and His Friends

 

Taking a picture for the possible funeral, in case I never made it back

 

Sweet picture of me and the other Myers taken off of the TV of the conversion van that we rolled at high speed toward the casino in.

 

You can sense the excitement in this picture. How had I never been to a casino before?

 

Long story, hopefully self explanatory.

 

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Not much commentary in this post be trust me I have plenty of it left in me. Especially on what I perceive to be the somewhat disappointing state of America on my return. Maybe I was just thinking a little to fantastically about the land of the brave when I was gone, but either way I have my opinion about it. It will surface soon, I just had to get this update off of my chest so that I didn't feel behind. Thanks for reading.

 

-Emerstan

 

 

 

 


Tuesday, May 30, 2006

I am still here... it is so hard to keep up with this thing when you fall behind. I will have a new post up here within the next 24 hours.


Thursday, April 20, 2006

 

   Almost home home in America

 

I leave in less then 8 hours for the drive home for my three weeks of leave. Finally, a year in the making I am finally getting into the car I have been waiting to get and heading up the path north to anything and everything non-military. Monday marks the first real days of book production and after the last two weeks of hard partying here I could really use the down time. If not on leave then when I get back I am going to start posting two or three times a week again and try and put out some stuff I will enjoy coming back here to read in the future. I am off to bed for now though, I have a long drive ahead of me tomorrow.

 

 


Friday, April 07, 2006

Home at last in America

 

  Not much time to post right now, busy busy trying to do everything at once. I get the internet in my room very soon and I will put every bit as much work into my Xanga then as I did in Afghanistan. I am extremely busy lining up all the cards for the book and it is coming together. I will update more later when I have a second. Here is a quick picture update about what is going on...

 

The ride home

 

 

The final thesis in production

 

The new car

 



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