Viewer Question, Questionable Viewer???

Just started viewing and I really like it :), but I have a question to you? It seems like you have a lot of things going on that the viewer never gets to see, the blog is suppose to be your personal release, will we ever see it? and the girl in the last vid, cutie? girlfriend?, O and since my friend Kaleigh turned me onto your site can you shout her out in your next video!!!!!

Thanks bunches and keep it up,

Kellie :)


Ok Kellie to answer those questions..........(crickets chirping).........ummmmmm.........

So yea the blog is suppose to be a release, a way to let people see the personal side of me, the real me. I think honestly, I'm warming up to it, slowly, but surely. It my last couple of submissions I think I have changed a couple of things as far as on a personal note. The only way that can be truly answered is if you keep watching and see how I progress through this thing called life.

The next question I'm kinda confused about, with the way you put it. "Cutie?" I'd like to think so. But that's a question for the back burner. But I assure you that all will be revealed in due time. And because I will shout out you and your friend in the next vid, you have to promote the shizz out of my site!!!! And tweets, etcs...

P.S. - Also thanks for the pic, and thank you for not making it facebook porn quality, I enjoy it, but come on people my brother reads this!!! But seriously, thank you for your interest, and keep watching!!!!

and of course don't forget to live life like the story it is meant to be!!!!!

Adrian G.

O quick message, Kellie is currently looking to be a model (note, the two pics) and is selfishly using my blog to accomplish this lolz. But really, she is beautiful and has (from what I know in recent letters) a weird sense of humor/talent/personality. So give her a shot!!! Thanks everyone for viewing!!!!

We Exist, Simple Enough?

During the holiday season we seem to throw our sentimental spirits into high gear and spend the time and money on making sure the ones we love are more than satisfied with our existence. I never really thought about the billions of dollars that go into the week behind and the ones ahead, but today I sat and decided to dedicate my own special list. Remember this is my list, so for those I offend, I'm not entirely sorry lol.

1. Hide your wallet from yourself, the best way to do this is go to the nearest woman with high heels and caked makeup and say the following "I want you to have this, Merry Christmas, Gucci is not on sale this year", and make sure to leave with a big shit eating grin on your face. Don't worry guys, your money would have went to some useless toy that kids would have misplaced anyhow, so why not misplace the one item that gives you right to purchase it.

2. Tell your families and loved ones exactly what's on your mind. Don't hesitate, give them the powerful gift of the truth. Tell that family member that their financial status doesn't make or break them, that love and appreciation goes farther than the dollar ever could. Tell that ex that life goes on, but what you had will always be a part of you, that the impact, whether positive or not will make you the person you are, that it's ok. Tell your brother or sister that you love them, support them, and will go through the depths to be their role model.

3. Look in a mirror. Look at who you used to be. Tell yourself that mistakes are ways to make it over that hill.

4. Lock the door. Curl up into the fetal position. And cry your fucking eyes out......

5. And last but not least wish yourself a happy holidays, your gonna need it......

Now these may not be the exact steps you expected for a joyous thing like the holidays, but I find it harder than usual to fool myself. At this exact moment, as my fingers grace the darkened gray keyboard, I am a happy man. But I will follow these steps to rid myself of the woes the year has brought. I will follow these steps to free myself from the cage called "facade". I will follow these steps to truly enjoy the holidays.

I realize that this may have been a little dark for the times, but I said "what the hell" and wrote what was on my mind. Please send me your holiday list and I might post a few, and make sure to include a pic or two!!!!

JUST DO ME A FAVOR GUYS AND GALS,

LIVE LIFE LIKE THE STORY IT IS MEANT TO BE,

Adrian G.

You're Gonna Go "Too" Far Kid

So its been a while for a new video. Not so much because of a shortage of footage, but more because of recent changes in my life, changes for the better. But now that I have a new outlet of creativity I assure you that there will be more vids, writing, and the mix. Continue to let me know your thoughts at adrianrgraham@hotmail.com, subscribe to the tweets, and hit me up on facebook!!!! I'm now taking requests for things to do to entertain you!!! So send em, thanks a lot guys and gals!!!!

For the Eyes that land near

Step 1: Finish this thing called life with little to no regret.

Step 2: Forget about step 1 and make as many mistakes as early as possible. (not on purpose though)

Step 3: Forget step 1 and 2 and go directly to step 47.....

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Step 47: Make yourself happy Adrian,....


For years I have pondered what the equation was to be exactly that, happy, satisfied, um....content. But for once I can find myself okay with not being satisfied, only because tomorrow's adventures prove more exciting. I can be okay with not being content, only because I am constantly surprised with a new level of being. I however, will never be okay without being happy, truly happy.

It's been a while loyal fans, and while I know your still ringing for the next forum I wanted to post here something that's been on my mind. And that is the exact moment the mind goes blank.....I find myself without the single ounce of strength to type what I mean, to reach out and take whats needed. I press on however....

The last couple of weeks have proven a test, (hope to pass), a test of stability and how willing I am to treat myself to whats been deprived for so long. A person to care

Dead ends sometimes prove to be the only way out, a brick wall and the people that want your blood on your heels, a path that seems smart at first leads you astray, but the inability to quit on what you believe on gives you freedom, a new lease on life.

I'm telling you this to possibly get through to the person you used to be, or the potential person you could. Remember your dreams,... thoughts of rising above society's woes, looking down on the streets of those waiting to join you. But what you thought lost is here again, knocking and waiting in the cold of night, and you have the hearth, the fire that warms even the impossible.

Stop there.........your heart beats just as it once did......listen......and close yours eyes

So Your Still Watching.......Cheers to You

Road Trip

So I figured a new video was long past due. Sorry about taking so long but new and exciting adventures have occupied my time as well as college. But don't worry, the same ole Adrian G. is here to bring you the good, bad, and ugly moments that get captured on film. But here is a short listed schedule of the events that are planned for me in the near future:

A trip to Florida in the weeks to come to visit old friends and make a couple of new ones.
White water rafting soon after that with John and Matt, depending on our schedules.
Another road trip, but this time without destination.
Possibly New York soon after that, and also Young and the Restless, audition.
Twilight 4 audition in Atlanta, and well as Real World casting.

So that's about it, and you will see all of this in the weeks to come, sorry that I'm so busy but it will pay off for all of us in the end.

Your blogger who does not sleep......um......ever,

Adrian G.

P.S. - also if the video quality seems a little random or shaky, it's because blogger ended up cutting their limit to 100 mb, which is slightly impossible, but I hope you enjoy.... and also answering some emails soon, later guys and gals.....

The Comeback Kid's Top Five

The new blogs are coming fast....sorry for taking so long.....but you'll forgive me....

Your blogger that took a while to blog,

Adrian G

Thats It, Vacation Over, I'm Back, I Guess Taking Over the Universe Can Wait

So 423 emails later and I am back. Thats right guys and gals the adventure continues, more pics, vids and downright crazy stuff for you to enjoy!!!!!

But Adrian, what the hell have you been doing for two weeks to keep you so busy???

Well I currently moved residences from Orlando, Florida back to Good Ol'e Georgia. Along with that came house cleaning, getting ready for school, an audition on the west side and even better adventures after reuniting with some old friends and quickly making new ones. But I imagine that is no where near enough of an excuse to leave you guys hanging......

All I can do now is make it up to you....

So tonight I will count down the top 5 moments of the last two weeks, introduce some new people, and give you a taste of some old ones. Prepare yourself for the Adrian take over....

Your blogger that just grew his goatee back lol

Adrian G.


P.S. - And of course don't forget to make life the story it was meant to be....duh

It Subracts Up, and Adds Down

So I decided that I needed to take some time. Truth is the ideas that came to me over the past couple of days are more personal then I'm prepared to share, for the moment, I will continue with another "Concept of Truth" in a couple of days.

Lets just call this the transitional period of my blog, see you guys and gals soon.

and don't forget to make life like the story it was meant to be......


Adrian G.

Joseph T.V.

So finally it's here Joseph T.V., I know it took a lot longer than expected but I'm pretty satisfied with the way it came out. Besides a couple of mistakes this one I feel was my best work yet. With random shots during the day and 3 hours edit time, it definitely set a record for me. Thank you to all the viewers and email me with comments and questions at (adrianrgraham@hotmail.com).

So even though I slept none tonight, it's a good feeling to get this one done. I'm also in the process of designing blogger t-shirts, if there is a large number of subscribers who want them then they will be made, if you have any suggestions, send them my way....

and of course,

make life the story it was meant to be......

Adrian G.

Quick Update

Thanks guys and gals for all the great emails over the past couple of days, I'll get to as many as possible before work time. So besides having the most horrible dreams ever last night, I managed to set my phone back to it's factory settings therefore deleting all of my contacts. So just to put it out there, if I don't call, you know why. Another thing is that if you look over to the right side of this, along with "What Adrian's Watching", you can follow my hour to hour moves on Twitter. That's right, Adrian G. is a Twitter guy now. So if you want to follow just go to Twitter and sign up, my username is adrianrgraham, and of course stay tuned for more updates here on "The Concept of Truth".

P.S. - Joseph T.V. premiers 2mrw so tune in, and also a new script has just been started to create web episodes in the fall called "Breathe", find out more in upcoming posts.

Your blogger who woke up in the middle of the night screaming,

Adrian G.

P.S.2. - and make life the story it was meant to be......

Concept of Truth (Part 4)

"AUXI, AUXI, AUXI", I screamed at the top of my lungs, as if I loved her....insanity must have come because of the chaos. Dust and smoke filled the street, fire glowed in the distance, the cries of thousands didn't seem to be enough.

I can trust her....

Auxi sat in a alley, head in her hands, ash covered and shaking. "Are you okay?", "Auxi, talk to me, are you hurt?"

"Why would I be hurt?", she smiled and lost me in another smile. "The day is almost done, sit with me"

I couldn't make sense of it, so why try? The best thing I could've done was wait it out, so I sat next to her cold soul, a dark presence of misfortune.

Adrenaline pumps through the body......glucose strains are released into the liver and kidneys, making the filtering process faster, a receptor picks up the signals of this release and tells muscles to react. Although this process occurred and a city lay in ruins my reaction was to sleep, a deep sleep, in the arms of the person who would lead me to hell, make me face my demons, and somehow, in the end, save me....

"Wake up, its morning". A hand rested on my face that wasn't mine, I opened my eyes only to see her face still covered in dust and lightened by a fresh sun. "We need a car, do you still know how to....."

"Auxi, what do (we) need a car for, I'm going by myself", I said this with reverence on my tongue and tried to give her some clue that I meant it.

Find me.......

Her eyes swirled and without a word she left the alley for the nearest vehicle, people on the street nearby ripped through stores and apartment buildings, gaining what valuables they could. "Auxi, stop", but it was too late, the car had started, and she waited for my entry. I sat down beside her, resting my head, equally disappointed in myself, a common thing in these days. "Lets go, D.C. is far enough, but its where things will get answered".

My eyes closed to enjoy what peace of mind was still there, the movement of the car felt real compared to what was witnessed the night before.

Auxi hit a button on the dash with the end of her thumb and the radio reception filled the car....

~~~~~For those~~~it seems every major city in~~~~~~~the nearest for all citizens, please find shelter and emergency services will help in timely fashion,~~~~Non-citizens, protocol B38 is at standstill~~~~report to Washington, D.C.,~~~~most importantly, take no action to fin~~~en~~~~gi~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Breathe, its what you were born to do.....

Break It Down Mr. Banana Man

What will the world do without dancing bananas? Good question, but I'm not answering that one since I found one of the few remaining in the world. Here is the exclusive footage of the dancing banana caught in it's natural habitat.....

I'm One Bad Mother--Shut Your Mouth

His Letter:

Adrian without a doubt I absolutely want to jump off of a cliff. I read your blog and it is terrible. Awful that I really wasted time on yours when I could be working on mine. Thanks though for ruining my day and even better my month. The only concept I have is the concept of time, and how much of it I lost on your last couple of post.

P.S.- and no I don't care for your response, just do me a favor and don't write again

My Response:

Hey Marc, glad that you decided to waste your time on my blog and give me something to post today. When I woke up at 9 a.m. to check my email and slowly but surely stumbled across yours I decided to take an entire day to think about it. I even had a defined schedule until I discovered your email.

1: Wake up at 9
2: Check emails and reply to most.
3: Get ready for short road trip.
4: Eat lunch at 2, at Kennedy Space Center
5: Watch Shuttle Launch at 6
6: Be home by 7:30
7: and post something by 9p.m.

Now most of these things got done, along with me getting a haircut somewhere in the middle. But I would like to say above all these things you, my dearest reader, deprived me of a free mind during the events of the day. Thank you Marc. Now look to my video and be constantly reminded of how much more creative, awesome, cool, handsome, smart, funny, adventurous, and every other incredible adjective to ever exist, I am than you.... bye now.....

Tribute to Boredom, My O My the Savage Mind

This video was at complete random and is not to be of any sound quality what-so-ever. Thanks to Tenacious D for making an awesome song for us to base this video. The full version will be posted on the blog in due time, but for now enjoy this tidbit and part of the "making of".

Please send all emails to adrianrgraham@hotmail.com, I'm only answering there, and trust me I'm answering as fast as I can.....Thanks guys for the support.....

The Days That Fly Like Winged Foe

Dear Camera,

Thanks for the moments...allowing me to reach out to you and mostly the abyss that we receive as reality....


Thanks for the "Peanut Butter Jelly" times, the chance to dance again, even if it is with drunken banana college students...



Thank you for sunny days, and driving through the rain to get there, for capturing our heart, mind and body.....


For being there when your not suppose to be, the essence of randomness and finding the right moment to speak up...


Thank you for the group shot that will never be forgotten, catching the first feel of cold water in an unknown part of ocean.....


and finally thank you for giving me the memories to last a lifetime, the emotions to share with my future self, the ideals of a man with passion, the humility to be in front of the world, to share, breathe, feel, see, hear, and most of all LIVE the story that life was meant to be.......

God holds my camera.......captures my moments......and most of all blesses me........

Introducing Joseph Santiago

So in my last video credits you can read that a new element to my blog will be coming soon called "Joe Santiago T.V.". Well to get you familiar with the host of the show, here is Joseph Santiago.

Can't Tell Me Nothing, But I'll Share

Just a quick post guys and gals, don't think about it, just enjoy it.....

Your blogger that never gets the sleep he deserves,

Adrian G.

Concept of Truth (Part Three)

Compassion is man's best friend, guilt is a girl's guilty pleasure, and standing in front of a burning building in the middle of a busy intersection in nothing but a towel is a complete embarrassment. Cigarettes and sex don't match, at least not before.....

Auxi stood there smiling at the police officer, false words filled her head and emptied from her already corpse like lips, cold and heartless indeed. "Me and my boyfriend were just laying around and smoke started filling the room, I was so scared", she almost seemed believable. The officer gave a subtle chuckle and folded his notepad before telling her that he "o so personally" would make everything alright. She began walking towards me, fully clothed unlike myself, how she put hers on so fast is a mystery since she took forever taking them off.

"Excuse me sir, are these yours?", an officer in glasses big enough to melt sand thrusted a pair of pants a few inches from my face. "Ummm, yea, thanks", I said taking the pants and shaking the dirt off with quick whip in the air.

"So now what Auxi, they will find out what happened, I know how this works, do you have a plan, or is this you officially ruining my life", I said this with reverence in my voice, knowing that no matter the answer, I would be unsatisfied. "Time, time, time, time , time".

She stared out into the distance, the busy streets continued, a man with boxes stumbled on a sidewalk, a girl holding hands with her father crossed the intersection, a couple kissed and parted into adjacent buildings, the silence in all of this gripped me with fear.

Not a sound, no horns, no voices, a southern metropolis in complete silence, and then it began...

The southern end of the business district was freckled with small skyscrapers, and as the district ended at my end the buildings grew shorter and stouter. It didn't matter how large these buildings were, or how much they broke the atmosphere, it didn't matter because their existence would be as short as the man stumbling with the boxes on the corner, or the girl and her father crossing the busy intersection, or even the loving couple.......

They fell one by one, a group of over sized dominoes falling with the ease of a god's push. Man's building blocks returning to their original places. Towering accomplishments reached their demise in nothing but fire and ash, the way we should all go. Streets filled with dust and screams began to fill my ears, and turning to run didn't seem important.

Cops and heroes alike began their duty to help protect the lives of the city, crowds ran by me, and the hundred feet that separated me and Auxi only allowed me to see the sinister smile that illuminated her face.....

The Annoucement, and a little fun

I thought it would be nice to try my hand at something I always wanted to do, and since my self expression is at it's highest, I thought, why not.... Hope you like the post, another coming soon!!!

Updates and Singalongs

So I decided to post some things mostly on video for a while, only because the 4th of July has me working like crazy. Enjoy the quick editing and lousy singing in this video. I'm still answering all of the emails I'm getting and will be answering some questions soon. Thanks to everyone for supporting my creative mind. If you have anything to send, adrianrgraham@hotmail.com is the place, or just facebook me.

Your writer that can't seem to hit a decent note,

Adrian G.

Don't Blink, You'll Miss Cops

So I figured I owe all of you an awesome video, a couple of laughs after all of the serious things that have happened this week. Cheer up guys and enjoy the adventures.

Sharing PB&J with Jesus

My last post might have missed the bulls eye message of "Enjoy the time you have". Well I reiterate this to share a story that even I find strange. After working six long hours and having an equal amount to go, I thought lunch would be a good idea, so I took it a bit early to beat the crowd and to rest my feet. Little did I know that something profound was going to happen, something so strange and by chance that for the next six hours, I would try to come up with a meaning to this. So I am going to tell you this story, and give you the challenge of coming up with a meaning by yourself.

As I sat at lunch the overwhelming aroma of last weeks pasta filled the cafeteria, totally turned off by the smell, I decided PB&J was the way to go. I go through the checkout line and see that there were limited seats available and saw an open one next to an older gentleman. "Can I sit here?", I ask and he replies without a word but by extending his hand towards the seat. I sat, paying little mind to the gentleman, watching CNN and all of their coverage of the many celebrity deaths over the past couple of years. I glance up once to see that the gentleman was also eating PB&J and go back to enjoying the news. Minutes pass, and he gets up from his seat only to say "You, have a very nice day", I say "Thanks you too". I thought it strange how he said it but none the less went back to eating and enjoying the media frenzy. Five more minutes go by without wink and I finish eating, looking down to collect my trash I see a simple napkin with writing from top to bottom. Letting curiosity get the best of me I began to read it, and now I share it with you....

PLEASE READ

A message from a witness. Our lives are based on time. All of us are given a limited amount of it. Once this time expires, we are all responsible for our own judgment. Each one of us has to make a determined effort in excepting the most important question...

What will I do with the time I have left.

It is as easy as that, only you can make the decision, I say this, because I care.

This is an entirely true story, and quite ironic since the last message to you was "Make the most of the time you have." I am including a picture of the letter to show you. I even got so freaked out I called my mother at 2:38 a.m. to see if she was ok. This is not to scare anyone, and may just be a personal reminder that time has yet to be in our control. Have a great day everyone, do something different, new, exciting, and make life the story it was meant to be.


Your PB&J eating writer,

Adrian G.

An Old Friend Visits, and an Older Friend Returns to Collect His Due

A wonderful day has come and gone, I find it difficult to believe that when time is precious to us, we seem to pass it like an off colored brick in a wall. I use that metaphor to only bring a simple understanding that we should not focus on the future but the present, make the time we have "THE TIME I HAVE", and the journey's end worth every second of a bumpy road.


As you may have read before my good friend Chase Puckett came down to Orlando to visit and take a break from his students. Funny thing is he left his school of 2500 to visit Disney World which contains 60,000 screaming kids, too bad he isn't principal down here.
We ended up spending the day at Disney's Hollywood Studios, which was a great choice on my part. Notice that Puckett grew hair because he was so excited. No, really, that is his best Aerosmith impression after going on Rock n' Roller coaster. But about halfway down the street after going through 2 gut wrenching corkscrews and a dizzying loop, I realized that I had lost my wallet. Thank goodness that the g forces were strong enough to hold it in. The picture below is me with my more than weathered Velcro wallet, but I love it, and if you love something let it go.....ah you know the rest.


My mother heard that Puckett was in town and one of the first things she said to me once she knew that me and him were in the same area code was "don't ya'll go and get into any trouble now". Well mom I didn't go with him on this one so you should be proud of me. Funny thing...English teachers that can't read.


Here is a cool picture taken in Morocco. No not the real Morocco, but in this fake Epcot world of wonder we chopped carpet prices in half, hint the ninja like expression on my face. Aaron joined me on this little excursion through the many countries, and like true warriors, we wore headbands with Japanese symbols on them that probably say "fish shit" on them. We don't care, we Americans eat fish shit for breakfast..........ummm........nevermind that last comment, wiki just informed me that it is fish eggs, no wonder those people got swine flu when I was a chef.

But throughout all of the stories we shared with each other and all the catching up that was done, I realized that I miss home and the people I love the most. Hopefully you will enjoy all of the crazy pictures that we took while he visited. Maybe one day I'll post the videos of him screaming on The Tower of Terror.

Back to home, it's very strange to call it home because for years I begged for escape, now I'm missing it. Or am I missing the things that make it home. Family, a house, love, friends, and so much more make the place that I call home, "home", not the location. So I have a bit of a request since I am a lonely college student dreaming of home, I want all of my email subscriptions to send me an reply telling me why they call home, "home". Send pics, video and whatever you need to tell me, I would be honored to read them, and I'll even post and reply my favorite.


So send to (adrianrgraham@hotmail.com), Please guys I know a lot of you pressed the follow key on the right side of the page and it won't let you, I set it that way so the page won't look cluttered, I have let a few close friends join it though, but that in no way means your less important.


I have a video to post 2mrw, it is an oldie but goody, another funny moment to move the lonely sting of just words and pictures around. Also, I am going to begin to video blog a couple of times a week to make it more personal to you, since obviously my "VOICE" is important to some........Alli. I'm still flattered, if I weren't dark because of the Florida sun, my cheeks would be a rosy Santa color.


Still yet another update, a person that I figured was lost, suddenly got found. Intriguing chain of events these past couple of days have been. Wow I just sounded like Yoda!!! Anyhow, I will fill you in, but here are a few key words......Insane.........Answered Prayers......I Told You So.........


Don't worry you will understand soon enough. Also to my hotmail, please send videos in less then the allowing space, someone tried to send a big file and it took me forever to bring it up, 30 seconds or less please.

So now it is time to please some of the female fans. Now please note that I'm taken, but I do enjoy some of the emails I get. I have been asked "Do you talk as sexy as you write?", "Any shirtless pics?", "Would two girlfriends be too much?" and my favorite classic "Boxers or Briefs?"


Well I'm not going to answer any of those questions directly, but I will let my blog do my talking for me. here are some accidental pics I had in a folder of me and some friends going to play tennis. I have been working out and yes I am proud of it. And no I have no idea why a random scarf is around me, wait a sec yes I do, my roommate keeps it 61 degrees in the room!!!! So now you got your fix you pervs, go do something positive like lick magnets. Okay don't do that but definitely go tell your friends about the blog, and email me, reading makes a day here go by fast, scarf or not.

Your topless guy wishing it was okay with society for women to walk around like this.

Adrian G.

P.S. - well when I say women, I really just mean the hot ones, sorry Rosie O' Donald

Time To Answer, Time To Question The Things We Thought Were

Its amazing how little I know about blogging and how many people have through their email subscribed. Now that I have openly admitted my novice, I will answer a question that a reader decided to ask. I apologize ahead of time for not answering all of the questions that may have been inside the 227 emails I have received, but I fully intend to reply to all of you, thanks for keeping me busy though. I figure I will reply openly on my blog to at least 2 emails a week, more if they move me.

So now to the main event......the first email that struck my attention.......from alliK72K

Hey, I am a little bit of a fan, not to be over the top, but once upon a time I was your friend on Myspace. If you don't remember I'm the girl who gave you and the Zachary guy comments about "The Chosen" and "Abyss" stories. They were good and I'm really glad that you have began to write again. Jus incase you don't remember, here is a pic. HOPEFULLY I MAKE IT ON YOUR BLOG LOLZ. The series that really made me tune in however, was "The Concept of Truth". It really made me sad to know that you deleted your Myspace and let the series go in the middle. Will you continue and eventually conclude it? How come you started writing again? and just so you know your pics and vids are funny as hell, the Aaron guy seems as awesome as you say he is. Hope to get a reply. later cutie!!! (-!

Alli

P.S. - do you have a phone number, me and my friends would like to know what you sound like hehe lolz
Thanks Alli for the email, and also thanks for sending me a pic even though it wasn't necessary, but in a way it comforts me knowing that you are not a 50 year old rapist waiting outside my door with a laptop glued to his stomach because he has been constantly watching for updates.

But now to the questions... Yes I will continue and conclude "The Concept of Truth" series. In fact the wrapup on that project is going to be late January. Just between me and you I am rewriting the entire series, only because I feel that my life experiences and style can bring new life to something that may have been too ummmm,... dare I say "Twilight-ish", sorry to those I offend but pre-teens who read for the hot vampire guys don't seem to be my audience.

The next question is why I started writing again. To tell you the truth, it happened exactly like this..... I was sitting on my floor, staring at the wall like I sometimes do, wondering where life will take me next. Suddenly I thought, "Why don't you pick up your computer and type something". I even battled with myself for about an hour on what would I write, if I'm any good any more, and if I gain readers like before, could I keep them happy. So obviously you know which side of the brain won, and here I am again, and I don't plan to dissapoint.

I'll make sure to tell Aaron that you liked his video and pic, I'm sure he will get a kick out of that.

I hope that answered your questions, If you have anymore you know where to find me, and if not...

facebook/adrianrgraham or if your feeling super fiesty, adrianrgraham@hotmail.com, keep in mind however its really hard to answer everyone, I only have 24 hours in a day, and trust me, I don't sleep much.

The guy who is relieved about not having a 50 year old hairy guerilla like stalker.

Adrian G.

P.S. - O and sorry, no number, but if I ever make it big..............

P.S.2. - Don't you love when I put "dot" "dot" "dot" at the end of a statement, it's freakin cool cause you never know what the hell is next, ah hahahahahahaah......................................ha

Father Figures, Father Figurines, No Batteries, But Life Lessons Included

I know that Father's day is over but who is to say that I can't celebrate solemnly and late. The first and second picture you see is my Father Edward Graham. Even though by definition he is my Grandfather, by my standards and expectations of the world, he is my father. My humor, morals, lack there of, the true blood and essence of who I am is all because of this man. He has taught me everything from building rocking chairs to, "just because its by the dumpster doesn't mean its broken". Through all of the hardships and heartaches that life has thrown my way there is one man that can solve it all with a simple phrase or something to make you laugh about. I call him Papa. And that is exactly what he is to me. My father, mentor, my favorite comedian, problem solver, and more so my entire world. Thanks for everything you do Papa, I love you more than you can ever realize.
So that the title gets it's full meaning I have decided to also include other father figures in my life that in one way or another shaped me to be the person I am today. The first of which is a guy by the name of Steven Chase Puckett. Now don't be confused because this is no ordinary man, nor will he ever be. When I first got to know him I was merely a student in an English classroom who could care less about grammar or the rules. Luckily I found a teacher willing to bypass some standards in order to fully tap into our creative minds. But this is not where the story ends. A year went by and he became just Puckett, still my teacher, but quickly becoming my friend. A yearbook had to be published and for some reason or another I would like to think he chose me to be on the front lines of this battle. But he was too big for a small town and there were things he wanted and not even my sad eyes could hold him back. He moved away to pursue his administrative duties and without a doubt succeeded in every way. Another year went by and I graduated, and by this time Puckett was still Puckett, but he was also someone I looked up to, wanted to have ambition like and more so keep my friend. Now we keep in contact sharing witty txt messages or phone conversations. In fact he is coming down to see me today, an eight hour drive, and money he could save, but he proves time and time again why he makes my top list. Thank you Chase for teaching me that there are no boundaries, and that life is the story we make it.
Next I have a recent influence in my life Jason Walker. While all of these people are like father figures to me, molding me like clay in sculptor's hands, Jason found a way to do this in ways I didn't realize until later. When I met Jason Walker I was standing on a tennis court thinking about how great practice was going and how my serves actually got the speed in the box they needed. He walks up and just as we talked about in later conversations, I thought, "Who the hell is this guy?". I didn't get to know him as a tennis player then however, but as a teacher. He taught art and still does, but more so he took the yearbook over after Puckett left and made a new class entirely committed to graphic arts. I accepted him with an uneasy handshake only with the trust of what Puckett had told me. After a week or two I began to find out the real Jason Walker, a bold, intelligent man that lets little get in his way and even helps others push brick walls down. Jason is now one of my greatest friends and I hope that we stay that way until my stack of dirt is chosen. Jason is married now, to a beautiful woman at that. I think I respect him most for his unsaturated talent, his will to prevail, and most of all his friendship. Thanks Jason for being the illustration behind the story, keep it alive with your sketches, and move people with the colors you chose.

Your extremely grateful to have so many father figures in his life, blogger.

Adrian G.

It makes sense now, Wait....no it doesn't

You are now looking at a picture taken in New Orleans, Louisiana, and more specifically in a room I like to call "THE HELL ROOM". The image reminded me of good times so I posted it. This room took forever to get in a semi-proper condition for the owners. I want to say a personal thanks to John and Matt for always being there. The adventure will continue boyz, I'll be home before you know it. Now for the topic today....

For some strange reason I went to sleep at 5 a.m. this morning and had the ability to thrust out of bed like Micheal Jackson laid next to me at 9:30 a.m.. But a pretty busy morning ensued, partly because of an expired decal on my car. After losing my registration, I got on the phone and gave a court house 600 miles away permission to fax it.

Doesn't seem like too much of a problem right?

WRONG!!!!!

I walk into the club house and say to the guy behind the desk "Good morning, my name is Adrian Graham, Im here to pick up the decal for my car, the registration was just faxed over".

He replied simply enough "Okay lets see" (walks over to fax machine and midway there stops) "Whats that last name again?"

"GRAHAM"

He checks the faxes and says that he doesn't see anything with that name, and me being the patient person I am, I breathe out and get back on the phone with a lady that does not sound pleased to be in a cold court house at 9:30. This time I am assured that it was faxed.

I ask the man behind the desk....."Can you please check again, I was told it was sent?" He stops me abruptly and says "Oh you said Graham was the last name I thought you said Rachel..."

WTF!!!!.... And thats why I don't wake up before noon......

I think the moral of this one was, "Sometimes the hell room can be more comforting than an extended Florida internship"

Your Blogger that wakes up at 9:30 only to deal with the deaf

Adrian G.

The Epic Pic Video

So as promised I posted the video that goes along with the picture from my last post. If you don't laugh, then there must be a clown with herpes shooting the colors of the rainbow all over your freshly painted "calming sea breeze green" living room, and sorry folks even that would be funny.
Thanks Aaron for the clown images from a weird conversation the other day, and also for being the ultimate wing man throughout this journey.

Your Protector of Awesome.

Adrian G.

AARON BOLTON, I dedicate this post to you my friend

So the story behind this will soon be in my blog, in video form. Believe me you don't want to miss this, Aaron Bolton, in one of his many hilarious moments. Look out for more videos and epic pics like this one in the near future.

A Quick Look, My Life, The Motion Picture

So I decided to post a video of myself, John Anderson, Matt Anderson, and Chris Anderson(No Relation, in blood, but in bond we're brothers)....anyhow enjoy the video...

Adrian G.

Intermission - The Answers

What is the "Concept of Truth" really about? Almost two years ago, now, I was asked the same questions, and now that new blog detached from Myspace and Facebook has evolved I can openly answer those questions on a daily basis.

The first two parts of "Concept of Truth" are in total original format and the essence of the entire series, it draws from quick emotional feelings and embellishes greatly on personal encounters. Whether it be love lost or more importantly found, life decisions, or feeling the weight of the world on your shoulders, each look into one man's desperate need to understand moves the series into a addictive chain of events that may dive deeper into the abyss than most.

I am completely open to all comments and opinions about my writing, since it is only a vent, a way to make reality the story it should be. My style is a "fire" type of literal jargon, so imperfections in grammar are to be expected. For English teachers who follow the code too closely this is not the blog for you, but for those who enjoy creativity, and something to wrap the never ending firing neurons around, read...live...and make life the story it deserves the be.....


Thanks for the support,

Adrian Graham

Concept of Truth (Part Two)

I knock........one rap of three times........twice now.......a third leaves my fist hanging in the air in front of her evil grin.

"What the hell happened to you?" Her smile increased as she asked this. "I got hit by a car, now move." I pushed her arm out of the way, her apartment being warmer than I remembered it. Flowing over the staircase up to her room, I didn't hesitate to look for something stranger than usual. The walls were paper thin and the sound of a band playing next door set the mood. "THE GREAT IRONY", the only good thing about the thin walls was that they could be heard clearly.

"Auxi, what is this???" I slammed the card down on the bedside table and invited her to sit with me (big mistake). "Its what we've been waiting for....."
Smoke rolled over her red lips and the freshly lit cigarette seemed to snarl at it's own deadly function. She came closer, her hand on my face, skin alert to the air around me. Another puff of the cancer stick and a kiss. The smoke filled what peace of mind was left.

She was empty...

Like me ...

for once I believed secrets could be revealed, and that a touch couldn't hurt the ones I love. Her form seemed strange but inviting, warm and yet cold to my passion. Amazing, another puff, her eyes, my attention left her hand but I saw it clear enough. The music increased pace from the other side and she didn't skip a beat. Her hand released the blaze as she forced me to the center of the bed.

Flames seem to only burn when you’re not in Hell, funny, we were freezing at that exact moment.......

Concept of Truth (Part One)

I just wanted answers........not hard is it..........in oblivion there isn't much.....no happiness.....no pain......I exist....and so does a......................
.............concept of truth

Sorry you caught me late in the contagious life I have been living for the past couple of weeks. Its rude of me not to introduce myself, so deal with it, names were important when I was,..um,…nevermind. Sorry that you came in at this moment but it makes a great story for those waiting...






August 19th------ It wrote in my journal as the greatest day lived. Too bad my journal is the back of my hand, and the greatest day was short remembered. I walked into the coffee shop only to meet HER, the person I hate more than that black spot on the piece of fruit entering your mouth without a single thought.


Smiling at me was something she did without remorse, knowing how it dug into my skin. Kolie, yea that was her name, the seed of the devil, only thing missing on that day was her hot breath on my neck like so many nights before. Kolie "Auxi" Verianna, the core of this little adventure, her name stings ever time I hear it. They called her Auxi only because she wanted them to, damn her and that place.


Enough of that though,...the coffee shop, a smile, lipstick on her cup. "Haven't seen you in a while, no call, you are so mysterious", she is sick even when she is being sincere I thought as the slow motion kicked in and her mouth moved. "Guess that’s a good thing,...the not seeing you part, that is", I let my money hit the counter hard as I said this. God let the coffee come as fast as they boast it does on the advertisement....
"Look, I know you avoid me for a reason, your life is changing but just think about it" she slipped a pointed card into my blazer pocket, inside not out, intimately touching my abs, sliding her hands before finally letting go. I shrugged her off grabbing my coffee. The door handle felt cool as I noticed I had just grabbed a hot cup in my hast.
Kolie is one of a kind, she see's the things I never want people to. The trash didn't look peaceful without my coffee cup, there,....... balance. Its 4:00 p.m., here is where it starts.

That car must have hit me at 40 mph. My ears ringing, dry blood always thick as the first drop, the card laying there. "Concept of Truth", the card reads clearly. It spoke to me, absence..... People were looking, I walked to the curb, a beautiful walk. I hadn't planned on seeing her again, but, a card with only three words has a way of raising questions, a way of finding answers.

I ran, the card sinking into my enclosed fist, it only got worse, she had me, her door was the color I always thought skies should be.....black.