Living on the Edge

Let’s start this post off by telling the truth. Basically I am a badass. Ain’t nobody more dangerous than me. I live on THE EDGE.

Right now I am waiting in line to get my haircut. Only 20 minutes left in the parking meter. Will I get it cut in time? Most likely not. Will I get a ticket?

POSSIBLY.

DANGEROUS.

This is my life. Welcome to the goddamn rollercoaster. Ladies, be warned. If you like goody two shoes safe men, then I am not for you. You can’t tame me. You can’t make me live safe. I’m just too wild.

Some horses were never meant to be broken. I salute those horses. Ride free my four legged brethren. May the open plains of freedom forever be your stomping grounds. Don’t let “the man” force you into that white collar office job on the 3rd floor of an 8 story building.

That ain’t for a real horse. That ain’t me. Office to safe. That ain’t me.

DANGEROUS.

I really hope I get my haircut before I get a parking ticket.

Keep Smiling,

Nolan

For the posts

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It is super late. I worked today, but it was not bad. I had a great dinner with the family. Stopped by a friends. Worked on my car. Then I remembered that I needed to post.

This is for the posts.

My goal is to just get in the habit of writing every day no matter what. Even if the post is short, or not particularly about anything interesting. Just to get in the habit so that I do not ever give up on my blog.

So, there you go team. What a read lol. Tomorrow will be a longer, more interesting post I promise.

 

Keep Smiling & Keep Posting,

Nolan

 

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A letter overdue

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Today I wrote a letter to an old teacher of mine. Every Monday for many years when I was young I would go to her house and she would give me speech and life lessons. She covered everything from saying hello and greeting people properly, to posture, to how to stand up straight. She helped me prepare for projects where I would have to speak in front of the class and helped me develop myself into the social being that I am today.

Mrs. Weinberger was without a doubt the most influential teacher I have ever had, and I am extremely blessed to have been taught by her. Unfortunately her husband worked in aerospace and his company relocated to Seattle, thus she moved and that was the last I ever saw of her.

She wrote me once after she moved and I failed to respond. I re-discovered her letter a year ago. She mailed it to me in 2006. And I failed again. I waited until today to write her back. I am glad that I finally sent her the letter, but I am nervous. What if she moved and now I no longer have her address? God forbid what if she died? Then that is on me. I waited over twelve years to reconnect. It took me less than fifteen minutes to write, seal, and mail my letter. I waited twelve years to spend fifteen minutes.

Procrastination is the Devil.

At the very least I am relieved to have sent the letter. I hope it gets to her and I included my  phone number in it as well. I am praying that it reaches her and that I can reconnect with her. It will be interesting too. The last time I spoke with her I was a child, now I am an adult. A lot has changed, but I know it will always be the same.

If there is a letter that you should have written but have not and it is long overdue, just go write it and mail it now. Do not be like me and wait twelve years.

 

Keep Smiling, Don’t Procrastinate, and Subscribe!

Nolan

I am a Born Again Rapper.

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Today, I wrote some bars for the first time in a long time. And my God, they were fire. Without a doubt, the hardest bars I have ever written. Stay tuned, the tracks will be dropping on Soundcloud at some point. Cue, my rise to being an internet rap star.

Okay, maybe not that. Getting big in the rap game is pretty hard. Funnily enough I know this from experience. Way back in the day I started my career as a streamer as Counter Strike Surf Server Rapper. Oh man. Maybe I should go back on those servers and spit my new bars! Dude. That would be fire. I may do that.

Over the past few years my friend Tyler and I would freestyle rap from time to time, and mainly for fun, but always with the thought in the background that we could record a track together. See Tyler is one of the most musically gifted people I know and tomorrow he graduates from USC’s Thornton School of Music! Congratulations Tyler!

Now that he finally has free time, we met up today, ate breakfast, and then got to work in his studio. I felt uncomfortable at first to be honest. It was on another level for me. I have freestyled in the past, and sure I live streamed rapping on twitch, but that was mostly in front of friends and fans, and with the intent of having fun and just messing around.

Recording is different. We are trying to make something actually good here. So, it was on another level. But I realized that after I started gaining my confidence, and especially after hearing Tyler tweak the vocals, it started to flow more naturally and then I got much more passionate about my raps. I started vocalizing my sounds more distinctly and it became more fun. By the end rap Nolan had re-emerged from his ashes.

He has been reborn. But it is not K_N9ne, this time it is 999. (post on the name choice coming soon)

 

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999