Daniel Seidel’s Weblog

The 4000 hit club has a very elite group of members, their names are Ty Cobb and !@#$ &#^@ (The latter has had his name removed from his record).  BUT soon and very soon my friends one more will graduate into their ranks, and he goes by the name Me.  At least to me he is known as Me, to you he is Daniel.  And Daniel has managed this while hitting a career .243 (estimated).

“How is this possible” you are currently asking.  “Has Daniel just played in more seasons than Ty and !@#$.”

No that would be ridiculous, to have done it that way Daniel had to already be playing while inside Mother Ruth’s womb.

“Is he on roids?!” you gasped.

Well yes and no.  Daniel is not on roids, but Daniel most definitely is.  No, the real secret to Daniel’s miracle run is this little blog here.  You see Daniel managed to sneak a little ticker onto Daniel’s page to count the number of people reading Daniel’s blog.  Thus as you come, Daniel’s stats keep looking better and better.

“But Daniel hasn’t even written on his blog in a while.”  you remarked rudely

Yes but for you, the allure of Daniel’s blog was simply irrisistible.  You had to return at regular intervals whether or not he was writing.   Interestingly enough, just as you needed Daniel, Daniel needed you in order to boost him all the way into the hall of fame.

“The Hall of Fame seems unlikely” you remark, full of jealousy.

There are good numbers to back up your jealous doubts.  2 career home runs.  7 caught stealing (estimated).  22 errors (estimated).  But regardless of these numbers Daniel reminds you of the all important number: 100.  You see 100% of the people with 4000 hits have made it into the Hall, and Daniel is now poised to continue that legacy.  You doubted him, but in the end you really fueled him to make this unbelievable run and so Daniel is here to say thank you.  Thank you for helping Daniel to 4000 hits, even without writing over the last couple weeks.  Daniel is short termedly indebted to you.

so during class tonight i realized something about myself.  it happened at the very end of class when my teacher stood up to give us some instructions about a book we were reading.  i, and probably most of the class, was waiting for her to just explain that the book was kind of unorganized and not very linear and then cut us loose.  but then she stood up and asked “have any of you done scrapbooking before?” (no hands raise) “well scrapbooking is a form of…” and i am sitting there like “seriously! are we 3rd graders right now?” but she continued and then told us eventually about how the book was similar, which we had all figured out 5 seconds into her 10 minute illustration.  then she started telling us about the authors culture and how ridiculous it was to classify people as Native Americans (good point) and on and on about pueblos and whatever else.  and then i realized how in love with her voice she was, she really thought what she was saying was profound for us to hear.  and then i started thinking of other people in the class who were really in love with their voices.  and let me tell you in a discussion based class this is super annoying, especially when part of the credit is on small group communication.  COMMUNICATION MEANS talking AND LISTENING! is what i want to scream at them. but then finally after being annoyed at so many others did i realize that i had the same sickness, i think it might be genetic actually.  a good illustration of my love for my voice is this blog.  not that i am actually speaking, but in my head i am and all of this stuff sounds really good.  so now i am hoping to fall in love with something else because it is kind of lame knowing this about myself, especially because everytime certain people who are slightly outspoken speak now it is going to be a little stab in my heart.  DAG!

so i just got a comment from someone else named dan seidel: “I am also a dan seidel – these are not MY blogs- god stuff? sheesh!” so i ust wanted to send out an apology to the other daniel, dan, danny, Deej Seidel’s out there (And the other DJ SeiFi’s for that matter) who aren’t pleased with the goody goody life i am living.  i just want my namesakes out there to know this one thing:

i have really tried to live the wild life but at this point i have been really unsuccessful.  all that it has amounted to is a handful of cigars, one night of puking, and a very notorious 0.73 ounces of Kalua.

so Daniel Seidel’s of the world it is up to you.  I leave you with this charge:

go live the rockstar life that our rockstar name was meant for.  never, never, never give up.

Now i don’t want to get anyone upset but i came up with this new position today as an alternate form of therapy.  Instead of drug prescriptions i could give out some musical prescriptions for different desired moods.

a little down in the dumps?  first of all i would recommend a couple hits of Lupe Fiasco’s new cuts Streets On Fire and Little Weapon just to get a little perspective.  Then i would recommend a healthy dose of  maybe Chromeo with maybe a little hit of the Postal Service (Warning: Stick to the recommended cuts certain Postal Service songs will have the opposite result).

feeling like a victim and wanting to feel the anger that you know is buried deep within?  For starters take a couple Outkast that aren’t necessarily angry but will get you way hyped up, then go ahead and listen through Nas’s One Mic a couple times and you’ll be ready to go.

need to mellow out a bit?  well you are in good hands, this is another one of my specialties. I think for you i am going to have to recommend about 4 doses of Sara Bareilles to start you off.  She will help to really quiet your soul.  Then I am going to recommend probably the best thing for someone in your sitch, a little of the Once soundtrack, but i want to be very careful with this prescription.  I am only going to give you a few doses for starters because people have been known to get addicted to this, i personally had a really hard time getting back to normal levels of it and withdraw is a real pain.  Don’t worry though something to really set you straight is this final prescription.  Her name is Eva Cassidy and she is going to have a really great side effect of uplifting you but don’t worry she will keep it very mellow.

So don’t check those out unless you are looking for the desired affects.  Also i am available for personal consults to get a prescription a little more personally fitting, especially if you have a little bit more old fashioned tastes.  Earth Wind and Fire are a good pick me up.

so usually i ask for the bad news first but in this case i am going to give the good news first, are you ready?

i won’t be losing my mind this quarter as expected.  it is pretty exciting actually.  there were a lot of warning signs to keep me from this months ago but i still walked right into the trap known as night classes.  and we are talking a full load of night classes.  like punch yourself in the face 4 hour long night classes four days a week.  i don’t remember being drunk but someone must have slipped me something because it seemed like such a good idea. but recently i have been awakened to the horror it would bring to my mind, body and soul so i dropped one of them and picked up a 10 a.m. economics course.  and it is a MWF class so that is super sweet.

the bad side of this is that i will no longer be taking anatomy and physiology.  now to some of you this doesn’t seem like bad news at all, that is because you are a normal person so don’t worry your response is healthy.  but somehow against the odds i have accumulated a large portion of really nerdy biology saavy friends who were so excited to have me take this course.  and now i am letting them down because they won’t have anyone to chat with about, you know, blood and guts and stuff.

so i just thought i would share that little thing with you people.  i feel pretty good about it. and apparently i won’t need to buy an econ book?  that would be amazing.  at least for my parents.  because they buy my books.  so double good news.  everyone’s a winner!

so i have finally figured out the main theme of holiday humor in my family.  we figure out whatever topic will most bother someone and then make sure to bring it up over and over and over again.

for example last year the holiday humor was the fact that at 24 my sister was an old maid who would never get married.  and this bothered her so much that people made sure to bring it up as many times as possible.  oh how we’d laugh at her.  it was a joke.  it was like a really brilliant joke.  and while i’m on the topic she’s still not married.

unfortunately for me this year the humor was daniel’s future.  “daniel maybe you could do this…” “hey i know let’s talk about where daniel should go to school” “speaking of which, what are your plans daniel?”  hahaha hehehe.  giggle giggle.  but really though not so funny when you have no idea and are feeling immense amounts of pressure about what you do decide.  although apparently that is what makes it so funny.  i am finally realizing now that this is what family is for.

and for the record, father david and mother ruth and any of you others who are going to feel guilty after reading this for all the pressure you put on me, you should feel guilty.  but i am more just trying to expose you not cry out in agony.  so don’t worry.  and i figured out anyways that i am just going to live in my parents basement forever, i mean who else can find the phone when it gets stuck in the couch?