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This is my site where I rant about whatever is taking up the majority of my thinking process and post videos every once and awhile. Enjoy and feel free to email me with comments or suggestions.
13 April 2006 Scoots - A huge overhaul is being done for the website, which may or may not include a new URL. Alot of stuff has happened in the last 7 months since I last posted. I'll elaborate in some future post. Later
13 August 2005 Scoots - Well hot damn, I updated again. Not like there are any of you out there that read this though. Quick update on my life. I am currently not goign to Marquette. I am currently not walking correctly do to a sprained ankle. I am not doing anything productive with my summer. I am however playing a Gamecube right now. So not much has been going on in the Hurlebaus camp. I was training my ass off for track when a tragic Wal-Mart accident happened two weeks ago resulting in a sprained ankle. Which means I can't train for another 1-2 more weeks. Later
08 June 2005 Scoots - While at work today, I stumbled upon something extraordinary. I cannot describe it, as I no longer know what it was. This best describes it. Basically after it first came to me, I let my ego and imagination distort what I had stumbled on, and just as soon as it came to me, it vanished. I am obviously no where near the point of enlightenment, but I have drawn from this expereince and feel that one step closer to it.
On another note, Allison and I were driving yesterday through Hartland when we spotted a bird in the road. I slammed on my brakes not to hit it and it never moved as I skidded over the top of it. I pulled to the side and both of us got out to see if it was alright. It was just a baby bird trying to learn how to fly! I came close to it and it just tilted its head up at us. I went back into the car and grabbed a shirt of mine. I wrapped the bird up in the shirt gently and brought it to the side of the road, where Allie and I let it free. It looked at both of us, stood up, took a few slow steps and flew away...... into a house, lol. I guess it still needs more practice ^_^ Later
27 May 2005 Scoots - It's been awhile since I had an actual content update, but it's track season so I expected delays on this stuff. It's not much, just a video from track. Head on over to the Videos section and check it out.
Later,
Scoots - This is my philosophy. Take it as it is and hopefully it may help you along when you are stuck on your path.
Action without action is one of the Tao's most well known facets, yet it still remains as its worst understood. A child at play does not wonder nor care about what people think of him while playing. Nor does a child stop and think about how to play. They simply play. And by simply playing, they simply are. Pure existence without meaningless worry and without the judgements we acquire and biased thinking we are enshrouded with while growing up. And isn't that the true purpose of living the Way? To simply be? The cultivation of ones mind to ready it for the day, that one wonderful day that we see the world without the blinders we have worn all of our lives. When you learn to see the world without names .... without the variances that make us different and start seeing the world... the universe.. the whole of all the myriad and spiritual as one. .. even if it is but for a fleeting moment and you are snapped back to this realm of who, what, where, when, and why.... then you will see the world in all of its glory. Through taking no action you will finally see, without seeing the world as you know it today. You will see it as it truly is.
22 April 2005 Scoots - This little site has insipired me to do a little drawing of my own based on some spam I got about the Michael Jackson Trial. Enjoy
26 March 2005 Scoots - One of the hardest things to do in life is convincing yourself that, in the end, all of the nights you spent in heartache, all of the times you needed someone to talk to but could never find that right person to just let go with, and all of the moments spent crying over the various ways in which your life sucks will eventually make you a stronger person. I guess it is just one of those times in which you have to drag yourself along... kicking and screaming against yourself the entire way.
Update I fixed a crapload of broken links. All were to my e-mail address. So even if you people wanted to talk to me before, you never could it turns out.
20 March 2005 Scoots- Not too much going on. We won one of the biggest indoor track meets, once again flexing the muscle of the perpetual giant that is Arrowhead...... and I'm back. Just let the dogs out to find a field mouse in the tree next to the door. Brown and big ears and I tried catching it but the parent flipped out saying rabies this and devil's spawn in rodent form or something to that effect. I saw a cold mouse so I offered it a gift of cheese and left it be. Back to the story. Oh yeah, there wasn't one. I have decided that Muse is my favorite group right now, and Apocalypse Please and Stockholm Syndrome effing rock.
19 March 2005
Scoots- Every once in a generation comes a lady killer of such extraordinary talent that he becomes a legend. This is him.
Introducing my nephew Bennett, in all of his insanely cute glory.
17 March 2005 This post has been rated D for disgusting. Scoots- It's St. Patricks Day. I couldn't care less. Well I could. But then I wouldn't be venting right now. My vent tonight has nothing to do with the so called " thirstiest day of the year". It has to do with one thing. Female hygeine Or more specifically, the products used for this. As a janitor, I come in contact with a variety of items used to ensure proper hygeine on the female end of the genetic spectrum. However, most would think common sense would prevail in todays day and age. I'll get to my point.
It's not the blood that disgusts me. I have see blood literally pour out of my face and other body parts. Numerous times. A German Shepherd having a snack out of my face. Falling sideways off a bike going downhill and being dragged by it as you feel your skin on your leg shred away. Always pleasant. "Falling down stairs" If you don't know that story, then you probably never will, but I"ll just say I had to cup my hands under my head because for some reason I was worried about blood getting on the carpet..... Back to the rant at hand. The part that irritates me is the smell. That irony......odiferous .... UGH. I can't type about it anymore. I have a paint thinner/turpentine mixture we use for grafitti removal and I often times spray that in there because I would rather face brain damage than deal with that smell. No offense is meant to the 99% of women that deal with these things in the intended manner. For the 1% of you that get off at the thought of the person cleaning the bathroom seeing your soiled toiletries ...... I can't even express how much I dislike you.
Later
13 March 2005 Scoots - This is probably just the conspiracy theorist/impromptu bible prophecy investigator in me talking, but I can't help but be drawn to the parallels..... Here, let me show you. Roughly shows how Bush is marked with the right letter combination that signifies him as a possible anti-Christ. Nothing new here. Even David Hasselhoff has been said to be the anti-christ. Now the anti-Christ will rule over the world from Babylon. Babylon was destroyed. Some people believe it wasn't truely destroyed, because when God destroyed Sodom and Gamorrah, he completely wiped them from the face of the Earth. There are still remnants of Babylon today, so these people believe that he will have to rule from there. Now think of it this way. Babylon was considered the harlot, or the whore. It was the breeding ground of all things evil. A nation living for pleasure and wealth. That pretty much sums America up. Bush ruling over America could be the aC ruling over Babylon. Here is where things get interesting. In the end times, the aC will make it illegal to buy anything without the mark of the beast. Right now, congress is trying to pass a national ID that will make it illegal to travel without it. It will have an RFID (Radio Frequency IDentification) chip in it holding all of your detailed information and soon could be used to track your location. Now forget about all of that and think about how easy it will be to have complete control over all of us once that would get passed. They could know everyone who was at a protest. Other freedoms would come into jeopardy. If you care about your freedoms, please write your congressman (NOT SENSENBRENNER! HE FUCKING WROTE IT!) and tell them to please reconsider the possible intrusions of privacy and intrusions on our rights. I don't really care as much as I should right now, though. I have a new iPod, And I feel like listening to some John Mayer. Later,
11 March 2005
Scoots- There are certain pains in life that could never be accurately described. The sheer magnitude of emotions involved would rival the force of an atomic blast if transposed into raw energy. The death of my father was such an emotional onslaught that to say I have been drained lately woudl be an understatement. Which is why I find it hard to believe what is going on in my life right now. The ability to see and remember is a wonderful gift. To see and remember clearly, on the other hand, is another story. Looking back at the recent events of my relationship with Allison, I noticed a startling and troubling fact. A very saddening and heartbreaking trend.
The day my father died set things into a downward spiraling motion. Don't think of a whirlpool though, because all the water it sucks inward is eventually spurted out elsewhere. Disoriented maybe, but still roughly intact. My life is stuck in more of a singularity, or a black hole if you will. It endlessly consumes my joy yet is never satisfied with just taking. This black hole shares the gifts of grief and misery, bundled up in angst and wrapped up in self loathing.
Which brings me to my rant for the night... What is it about snow that brings out the bad driver in people? Does the falling motion mesmerize people so completely that they forget they are driving? Or perhaps it is just that people forget how to drive entirely when there is a thin layer of crystalline water on the roadways....
I'm sorry if the thoughts are too scattered, but that is how my life is.
10 March 2005 Scoots- Hoo boy, waking up at 6am to work out at 6:45 really sucks. Somehow I have this internal alarm clock that consistantly wakes me up 15 min before I have to wake up, no matter waht time I set the actual clock for. I usually arouse completely awake, realize I have 15 minutes left, decide to sleep for that time, and end up extremely tired when I finally get my lazy self out of bed. The highlight of my sleep has to be the extraordinarily odd dream I had. Imagine you are just living your life when a wall of fire passes straight through you and makes a flame wave across the earth, engulfing everything, but not burning a single thing. Now imagine that this is a flame wave sent by God. Now imagine that it just purged the world of evil. Then another one came across and it took me with it. My entire life flashed before me and I found myself in what I believe was Purgatory. Apparently my Mom went to Heaven, I was sent to Purgatory, and my brother was sent to Hell in that first wave. We could all still talk on cell phones too, so God must have a hell of a service plan. Also my brother called me from a bar in Hell. I guess it would serve warm liquor. For some reason when I looked up and the sky opened up, God appeared and started talking in typical "Bible-esque" speak. He looked like a flash cartoon...kinda like this. It was probably my body telling me not to eat half a container of cottage cheese before bed... Anyway. That pretty much sent the tone for today. I solved the mystery of the reappearing sanitary disposal unit at work too, but I won't elaborate on that. You guys can use your imagination, but I swore there was a ghost in that building doing it.
Scoots- Where to start. Well a day or two ago I was driving and the heatshield on my exhaust manifold popped loose and punched a hole in my radiator. I didn't realize this until that oh so nasty smell started filling the cab. We stopped at Quizno's to eat and I noticed my engine smoking. Profusely. Just great... Today I woke up and ate some breakfast around 11am. Work was calling me to duty early today. 45 minutes of training and then I was supposed to be set free. I get there about 15 minutes early and bust through the paperwork in 15 minutes. Now for the training. We go through the entire employee manual in 10 minutes. I look at the clock and its not even 1:20. "So, are you ready to watch the 2 hour asbestos video?"
So they sat me in some secluded room with the temperature waaaay too cold. I guess it is a state guideline that classrooms must be under 60 degrees in the winter and above 90 in the summer. The video starts and the guy says, "Use the walkie talkie when you are done and I'll come and finish this up." Perfect The video was the most assanine piece of crap movie I have ever seen. It isn't anything that you couldn't figure out or already know by using common sense. And I say ass because the guy in the video just exudes an ass-like quality. A few fastforwards later, I am done with the movie and give him a call. I am on my way at 3:00, about 25 minutes faster than I should have been. I get to track practice and time the little kids in the 40 yard dash. In work jeans and shoes, a stomach full of chocolate milk, and without warming up I beat everyone except one, which boosted my ego a bit ^_^. I go over to Allie's house, who was patiently waiting for me to finish track. We went out to eat at Quizno's... I eat there almost daily... and we go back to her house. I was only there for about 5 minute before I had to leave for my new job, but the time spent there was nice and relaxing. The job is easy as hell. However, you have to work the entire time because otherwise you can't get everything done. Plus I'm alone the whole time... And when I say alone, I mean I could be kidnapped and nobody would know until I didn't show up to clock out. Perfect for me though. I can't stand boring jobs and I hate working with people generally. I always get stuck with a horrible boss who makes it his duty in life to be a sardonic bastard towards me. I know I gave up on the politics section on the site, but give a look at this article my buddy Tick wrote. It sheds an interesting light on the series 24. I'm out for the night. I have a string of busy days for the next, oh, 3 months.
Scoots- I think I hit the snooze button 5 times this morning. Thats pretty good for me. It's usually between 8-10 times. I finally get up when my brother busts in and says we are leaving in 5 minutes. This isn't abnormal for me though... I generally have no incentive to leave the comfort of my bed. After making oatmeal and waiting for it to cook, He runs downstairs and says we are leaving now. Nothing says hungry like eating half-cooked oatmeal that is near boiling temperature as fast as you can. We get to my Dad's and wait for the U-Haul to arrive, driven by my brother-in-law and his friends. I start going through my dads clothes, putting them all in bags so we can sort out what goes to good will and what we are doing with the rest. I find his drawer that has all of the track shirts he's bought over the years. One from every important meet of my life. Conference, Sectionals, Regionals, State, USATF Championships. All of them. Not wanting to get all teary eyed again, I threw them in the bag and kept working. Next we moved the couches and all of the important furniture into the U-haul, making a 3 inch tear in one of the leather couches along the way. I don't really give a shit though. It's a couch. Compared to emotional tear in my life, it is nothing. Seeing the kids lifted my spirits though. Parker, Alec, and Bennet always brightens my day. We played for about an hour or so after moving everything and eating. I get to teach Parker how to run faster this spring. This kid is going to be faster than I ever was! Other notes:
Tomorrow marks the first day of our attempt to win a back-to-back State Track Championship at AHS. Today i was working on new block drills and managed to teach myself a thing or two more about launching, so things should go well. On a personal note, I started training again after my 2 week hiatus. Gotta get going again before I start losing speed.
Scoots - Seems uniquely ironic that my last post was about the death of an animal I never even knew. I cried hard that day, and I still think of that bunny daily. I go to the pet store and pet Lola, the lop eared bunny, weekly. She just got a new friend in the cage next to her. I never really put much though into anything else though that night. I thought I came face to face that night with death. Saw it creeping in the shadows, coming closer to the rabbit....I thought I knew pain when I watched it slowly dying.... This week changed that Wednesday, February 23rd, I was chatting online with a few friends when I heard my cell phone ring downstairs. As I ran downstairs to answer it, my brother came up the stairs with one of his friends, Steve. As I looked at my phone, I saw it was my sister who had called. I looked at Steve and his face seemed blank and pale. The house phone rang while I was going to call my sister back. It was her calling the house. I answered and she sounded upset.
As the medical examiner was cleaning up, the police were finishing up paperwork, and the EMT's were leaving, across the room I saw Duke... trying to figure out a way to get to Dad. I walked past where my father laid, and found Duke eager for attention. I stayed with him for awhile before coming into the room, where Wendi (my sister), Brad, Ryan, and Wendi's mom had gathered around the body. I knelt down by his feet, and her mom said a prayer.
And I have been saying a prayer ever since. 
Rest In Peace Dad. I love you more than words can say. Scoots
Scoots - So tonight I came face to face with death. It wasn't even me that was in danger or in pain. An innocent little rabbit, struck by a car, left dying on the side of the road... I got out and put on some gloves. I walked closer... it was still thrashing around. It had a broken neck, it looked like, and a broken arm. I bent over. It had no wounds and wasn't bloody. I picked it up in my arms and carried it over into the grass, away from the cold concrete it was left to die on. The bunny relaxed, it seemed, and just stared at me. I slowly pet it. I couldn't help crying as I watched it taked pained breaths. I held it and didn't want to let go. I thought, " It is so tiny. Surely I could take this pain it was feeling and handle it by myself." I plead to give me the pain instead. After a few more minutes, I prayed it would die peacefully and I left. I thought about all the little animals that die around the world without anybody even caring. Then I thought about all the hunters and malicious children. Raised to beleive it is ok to kill something because you are bored. Humanity needs a cleansing. I only hope God feels the same way.
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