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I’m Coming Up

Friday, April 24th, 2009

Whoah. It’s been a while, right?

That’s what happens when you work eight hours a days, and then use your nights and weekends to start a clothing company just like you always dreamed of.

That’s right, folks. As some of you know, I have been working with my buddy Mitch in starting a clothing company, Come Up Seven. This evening, we’ve launched the blog, and this coming Summer, we will be launching the store, where you all will be able to purchase some fresh gear.

So what does this mean for the Jonny Pockets blog? Well, I’m not entirely sure. If you’ve missed and longed for my posts here, I recommend you bookmark the Come Up Seven blog, as that’s where I will be posting, possibly exclusively, from here on out. But don’t fret, my pets! Because Come Up Seven is a lifestyle brand, it will be representing my lifestyle. And that’s pretty much all I blogged about here, so long story short, you’ll be getting all the same bloggy goodness, you just need to update your bookmarks.

I’ll also be Tweeting from Come Up Seven’s Twitter, so follow me there too!

Wish me luck, and thanks for your support!

Excuses, Excuses, Excuses.

Wednesday, March 18th, 2009

Sorry, folks, but I have been crazy-busy lately, and just haven’t had enough time to get shit posted up here. I have content and links and goodies to share, just no time to throw my various finds into Photoshop and get things uploaded. Soon though, I promise. Here’s some random goodness in the meantime.

My Body’s Schedule

Monday, February 2nd, 2009

I now work in an office, based out of Vancouver, WA. You may recall I used to work from home and occationally work out of this office, but now I do so on the daily. (It’s recession related, I won’t get into it. But basically, I don’t mind being here, as it is helping the company that keeps me employed)

So I work in Vancouver, which means there is a commute. I am to be here every day at 8am, thus I wake up at 7:18am, following two 9 minutes Snoozes. I don’t know why the iPhones default Snooze is 9 minutes, but it is. I then shower, brush my teeth, kiss the still sleeping wifey, and roll out. You may notice that an important step was left out of my morning routine; the morning shit.

Now, as someone who suffers from a syndrome defined by irritable bowels, I mean, real ornery bowels, my mornings poops are, well, they are an ordeal. They are the loud embarassing kind with a smell not easily masked by a five dollar Glade air freshener. And, while throughout the day I will poop at different times, the morning turd is never tardy; the morning turd never uses the Snooze. I poop at 8:30am every morning.

Why oh why, can I not shit at 7:19am? Why can’t I just get it out of the way before I hop in the shower? Why do I have to wait until I have just gotten myself seated at my desk in a small office with poor ventilation before I can rumble the Earth? Why must my body stick to this seemingly arbitrary schedule!?

The solution? There is only one. I must put in a request to work at a later time during the day. After doing some basic math, allowing time for the post-poop shower and commute, I feel I could be at work promptly, and comfortably, at 9:12am. I need to start working from 9:12am - 5:12am, because my body does not negotiate.

Random From the Past Few Weeks. Possibly Months.

Sunday, February 1st, 2009

My Journey

Sunday, January 18th, 2009

Within the next year, possibly year and a half,  I am going to leave, here. I want to leave for more than two weeks, but no more than one month, during a moderately warm season. I want to travel by motorcycle. I have no destination, though I know I don’t want to stay in any one place for more than 48 hours, and I don’t want to remain in Oregon. I also don’t want to have to utilize a hotel or motel, but that is negotiable.

I know that there are certain things that I don’t want to bring on my journey. They are as follows:

  • A companion
  • My computer
  • My suitcase

I also know that there are certain things that I will bring on my journey. They are as follows:

  • My backpack
  • A tank bag (A small bag that fastens to the fuel tank of a motorcycle)
  • A small tool kit
  • My iPhone
  • Two changes of clothes, not including the clothing and riding gear I will be wearing upon departure
  • A tooth brush
  • Tooth paste
  • Deodorant
  • A digital camera
  • A journal
  • My Headphones
  • My wallet
  • My knife
  • A flashlight
  • My sleeping bag

There are of course logistics I have to consider before I embark on my journey.

To start with, there are the financial issues. I will not be leaving with the intensions of not returning, thus I will have to make preparations for what I am leaving behind and will ultimately come back to. I will be taking a month off from whatever work I will be doing at that time, so saving enough scratch before the journey will be neccesary. I will have to make sure my rent for that month is paid, my credit card bills get paid,  my cell phone bill is paid, and my utilities are taken care of. That covers the finances I will be leaving behind.

As for the trip itself, I will need to save enough money to cover fuel and food, “lodging” money for camping or a motel or some other place I may need to pay for to stay at, alcohol money for any bars and taverns I visit, money for small miscellaneous items like batteries, and an amount for emergencies such as motorcycle repairs or medical needs.

I mentioned that I would not be working during my journey, so making preparations with my place of employment could also prove to be an obstacle, but, I’ll cross that road when I come to it.

There are also relationships to deal with: my family, my friends, and my girlfriend. My family would miss me, but they would understand. My friends would again miss me, but probably less so if I leave the keys to my home behind, and allow them to sleep there on drunk nights when driving home is not an option. My girlfriend would be the difficult relationship to deal with. She would no doubt find it odd that I want to leave alone, for a month, by myself, and she would miss me, as I would also miss her; tremendously. That’s not to say I wouldn’t also miss my friends and family, but those relationships are easier to depart from for upwards of a month; a romantic relationship is generally more difficult to leave for long periods of time, as it is usually with a person who you see more often than anyone else. I’m sure she would understand though, once I gave her my reasoning, and assured her it had nothing to do with her in particular.

And it doesn’t. I am not avoiding anyone, per se. I am, rather, avoiding everyone.

I’ve traveled to many parts of this country, but always with people and with an agenda and with a destination. I want to see things I have never seen before, and I want to see them by chance, I want to experience them naturally, and I want to learn from them organically.

I don’t want to have to answer to anyone. Not forever, just for upwards of a month; I would like for every decision I make to be uninfluenced by anyone else.

I want to leave behind as many material things as possible. I am a very material person, and I think it would do me well to leave as many of my materials behind. I will bring my iPhone because I would like to be able to call my family, friends, and girlfriend whenever I please, and let them know how I am doing, and find out how they are doing. It also contains maps, and the ability to blog and Twitter, which I would like to be able to use on my journey.

I have a lot of planning left to do, and even more money saving before this desire of mine becomes a reality, but it’s going to happen. And it’s going to be fantastic.