this is just so neat. ohoh

i got a new phone the other day.

and im blogging from it.

and thats all ive got to say...........

oh and merry christmas.

i am such an aweful blogger.

Way Back Home

I love. Everything about this.

The music.

The filming.

The editing.

The skill.

Beautiful.

Harry.

I saw it.
I loved it.
I had to pee the entire time.
I will see it again. soon.

I will empty my blatter next time.

And thats all I've got to say about that.

crushed

so that whole thing about the canyons opening on the 26th that i mentioned last post, yeah.... not happening. the cayons just bumped back their opening day to the 10th of December. even though park city is opening tomorrow... which makes no sense seeing that the two resorts are literally 5 minutes apart.

ah so frustrating!

but at least there is this to look forward to.

i hear it is magical. (get it? harry potter. magical. haha oh man i kill myself.)

The Classroom

yesterday in advanced T.V. video we actually did something!

i know, sounds crazy. but it was pretty awesome. and since its november: i'll go ahead and make a thankful list:

Russ in an over-sized hoody and beanie, Russ rapping in said hoody and beanie, radio two's christmas cards, my uncontrollably cute nieces, my mam, a best friend that is willing to go stand in the freezing cold with me to watch my brother's intramural football game, the canyons opening on the 26th, and 99 cent arizona mucho mango juice. sooooo good.....

love like no.

This song is the most awful excuse for music I think i've ever heard.
only click on the link if you want your ears to bleed from the utter crapness of it.
some people's kids........


here is something to clense the pallit.

P.S. nightmare on 13th friday. im ready.

last night the moon walked me home.

these guys were truly and uterly beautiful.

I have always been a huge fan of Gabe Domingez and Shake Your Peace! (yes the exclamation point is part of their name) and when i heard that he had a new side project with fellow musicion and lover, Sonya Cotton, i imediatly booked them for a show at the pig pen.

Music is a huge part of my life and seldom does

a band touch it the way tiny home did tonight.

i guess they struck a cord.

anyways.... check out Shake Your Peace! here.

and Tiny Home here.

*sorry for the crap pictures, had to use my phone.

1000 fps

So the other day i was informed by mr. Russell Scott Mayo that they have developed a software that can take 60 frame per second footage(normal slow-motion) and by morfing each individual frame into the next making it equivilant to 1000 frames per second (the kind of slow-mo you see on planet earth)

here is a perfect example from vimeo.

it takes a long time to load so be patient.

its worth it.

i promise.

i cried a little.....okay alot.

Behold

The doberman. she's so hawt right now.

what'ere

e'ry day

prolly

shut up.

King Me.

so i've really liked this new song by Sara Bareilles for a few weeks now......

It's called King Of Anything.

then i saw the music video today, and i felt like i needed to share it. it envolves poliroid pictures, and i know i have some friends with an unhealthy obsession with those things......(we're all looking at you Carrie and Jenna.)

so here is the link to the video.

enjoy.

P.S. I think she is really pretty, even with the nose. i definatley dig the suspenders.

special P.S. to jessie. i really like this style of video. lets make something like it. possibly film festival worthy? it doesnt have to be a music video. I just like the multi framed shots.

looky looky...

I got a new watch

it's the nixon player.
i got mine in gunmetal, like above.
i definatley spent to much on it.

i just love watches too much!

you could say i have an obsession.

but hey, it has a real diamond in it...

so thats just neat.

don't go!

so i just realized i havent talked to you guys about music lately. and buy you guys i of coarse mean my mom and girlfriend*, because lets be honest; who else reads this crap?

so this kids name is Cody Taylor.

he graduated from pghs 2 years ago.

and besides the fact that he looks just like Jaffar from aladin, he is a really talented musician.

he plays guitar, harmonica and sings. he's a pretty funny guy and has a good stage presence.

here is his music video.

k bye.

*correction- i dont think megan reads this either.

ow ow ow ow ow

so everyone and their dog these days is trying for the coveted chacos "z" but not me, im more of a tevas "box" kinda guy. mainly becasue i cant bring myself to spend 100 bucks on chacos.....

that's hot.

kassem-g is my idol.

i want this wolf shirt soooooooo bad!

anyone want to get it for me? i'll love you forever!

my wolf shirt collection stands at four right now, if anyone ever see's good wolf shirts somewhere PLEASE let me know. the only two places i find them are savers and unique gifts in the mall. i need more venues to choose from!

Oh. My. Gosh. You are Soooooo Vintage!

this made me laugh really hard.

It's only funny because it's true:)

loff.

man.... what a good lookin couple....

be jealous.

pizza by candle light.

so.... last night I bowled a 169
oh man. greatest night of my life!

anyways..... im really digging this guy's videos.

seriously watch all his stuff. he's an editing genius!
enjoy.

hahahaha

oh man, oh man, oh man.

facebook fights are hilarious...

mmm.... widows peak. :)

anyways......

check out this band, their name is book on tape worm.

they played at pigstock and were fantastic.

what. ever man.

so i found out today that writing scripts is hard. really hard.....

i hope it all turns out okay when i film it.

heres what the sketch i wrote is about

i'll let you know when its done.

toxic mold and linolium flooring does not make a good thursday.

okay time for more Mudbison.

this song is called Joy.

he wrote the song about his mom, who died when he was young.

if you dont cry the first time you listen to it then you have no soul.

period.

music man.

Okay everyone, time for a little lesson in music.

This band is called mudbison.

The song is Vampires.

Spencer Russel, their lead singer, is prob one of the coolest guys you'll ever meet, and he's been through alot in his life.

Enjoy.

slam-a-jam-a

Today i was thinking about what i want to do with the next two and a half months of summer....

heres what i got so far:

It's gonna be a good summer...

The Dentist

its a love hate relationship between me and that masked man with the drill in his hand.

on one hand i hate the drilling noise and having six hands crammed into my mouth at once is a little awkward.

but on the other hand, the happy gas makes me feel like a unicorn made of cotton candy! and who doesnt want to feel like that all. the. time.?!

and being numb and talking like an idiot for hours after is pretty annoying.

so i guess the bad out weighs the good in this situation....

i just love the happy gas..... so much.....



P.S. check THIS video out for a good laugh. oh how i hate mini vans.

hero of the day.

so heres the deal everyone....
i have a new ambition in life.
no more do i want to grow up and produce/edit feature length films
and no longer is it my dream to own a 17" macbook pro.
all i want in my life is to be featured as megan able's "hero of the day." on her blog.
that all.
seriously.

come on a twisted fairytale, you know you want to!

king rat

so heres the deal.

im on the internet way to much.

this results in two things-

1. i have no life

2. i find some seriously awesome videos.

for example: if you want to smile check THIS video out, it will make your day, every day.

and if you want to be completely creeped out, check out THIS music video for the song king rat by modest mouse.

thats all.

me. want. mac.

sundays are a day of pondering...

pondering about how this day scares the crap out of me, but i can't wait to go...

or about how bad i want this kid to be home...

or about how bad i want this computer...

i dont know which one i want worse, the computer or my bother.....

just kidding!

id totally take the computer.

okay no.

and there was never any mystery, of who shot John F. Kennedy....

so im listening to the postal service at the moment..... and i started thinking of how big a part of my life music is.... some poeple call me obsessed, others call me weird.... i dont get that.... doesnt everyone pay more attention to the score of the movie than the movie its self? and i know im not the only one that hears a song on the radio and can tell you not only the name, but the artist and the album its from.... right?
well call it obsession or passion... your probably right both ways.
I love music, music is my alabaster lover.
we are sometimes frowned upon by society, but they dont understand!
they have no idea the love we feel for eachother.
it. is. indescibeable.
ah, Shake Your Peace, you always know how to make me smile:)
now if you'll excuse me, i am going to go enjoy this love affair in peace.

p.s. sorry for being such a creep :) its just to boring to be normal! hahaha
pps. check this guy out, he is hilarious, thanks megs and jenna for showing him to me!
ppps. check this band out! they are my life inspiration. NO JOKE. and no worries, they are anti-copyright, so download all you want!

KPGR loves you. not really.

Welcome to the Keetch and Cory show!

mondays- 5:30 - 7:00

wednesdays- 7:00 - 8:30

KPGR 88.1 F.M.

These blessed radio shows are the only way i get through my weeks. but this week, due to a wonderful little flu bug, i didnt get to participate in either of my shows this week. Hence the crappy week.

oh well, back at it next week i guess.

well i vowed when i started this blog that i would never actually blog, just do what i call "write" which other people seem to call "rambling" but, sadly, i will break that rule today.

so here it goes....

Megs, i absolutely love. your. use of unnecessary. periods.

it makes my day. every day. :)

so thats my tid-bit for today........

now to go do manly stuff, like football and eating nails... yeah.... that.....

did you eat alot of paint chips as a kid?

yeah...... why??

well i don't feel like writing today. big surprise! the reason for this being how unbelievably happy i am at this moment in my life! i did not fall asleep until three in the morning but am not the least bit tired! im like a fat kid who's mom let him drink a red bull! not only can i not sit still, im also at risk for heart deisease!

to edgy of a joke?! sorry, it kinda slipped.....

so i guess what I'll leave you with today is a thank you! thanks so much to everyone (but not really everyone, just one particular person) who is in my life right now! you all(just that one person) mean so much to me and i love you all(just her) so much! your the best!

call me a sap, i wont mind:)

P.S. i guess i love you other peoples too..... but not as much.....

writing exercise #2 topic: the small things

In this never halting ride we call life it amazes me the things we choose to occupy our time with. Its always about the "big picture" in this life. But isn't it the small things that make all of this worth while? To press my point further i will refer back to my comparison of life to a ride.

A roller coaster; monstrous at first glance, and intimidating by any standard is nothing but a heap of metal without one critical component: bolts. These minuscule, seemingly insignificant, parts are the single most important aspect of any structure, for bolts are what give a roller coaster it's strength.

Now, without straying any further, i come back to my previous point. The small things. A kiss on the cheek, a get well wish, a hug from behind. All these things may be small and seemingly unimportant, but what is life without them? Nothing more than a tedious routine.

I personally can not survive without these little acts. They are what get me through the circus i live in. I with i could bear the title of ring leader in this circus, but no, i am nothing more than a side attraction who, occasionally, gets a bone thrown his way.

I leave you with one piece of advice; when (if ever) you find someone or something that brings you the kind of pleasure i have mentioned in this text, hold on tight, and don't let go til the ride is over.

writing exercise #1 Topic: love.

I like to give myself writing exercises. I come up with a topic, give myself a set amount of time, and then just write. I'm going to start doing this every Sunday and i will post what i come up with on the bloggity blog. For this first exercise i gave myself twenty minutes and the topic of love. here we go.

If love is just a game, then life is the arcade. In this arcade there are many games, all waiting anxiously for our quarters. But alas, father has only given us a handful of change. For this reason we enter into something that is more than just a game, it is now a journey, or more so a quest, a quest to find the right machine to dwindle our numbered coins with. so off you go, down the isles tread by so many before. The carpet is stained by regret and heartbreak; or is that just spilt soda and popcorn? never the less your journey on, until, eventually, you begin to try the vast selection of games; a coin here and a coin there hoping you will stumble across the right game before your precious supply of coins runs dry. sometimes you get distracted, spending a few to many trys on a game that yields no tickets. But once your mistake is realized, you sally forth still looking for the game you were meant to play.
Then, seemingly from no where, a new game appears. You tentatively slide a coin into it's belly and begin to play. Nervously at first, but slowly you build confidence as you become familiar with the game. so much so to the point that you play the game blindly. Knowing exactly what to do and how to do it. Slowly your cherished coins diminish; but so wrapped up in this game are you that you hesitate not an instant to feed the beast. Coin by coin your pile vanishes until, finally, you beat the game with triumph, or you run out of trys and have to walk away, eyes to the ground, defeated. Either way, it's game over.
So i guess love really is a game. Some needlessly spend their limited coins on whims and wishes. Others wait patiently for "their game", only to be sent away with nothing more than a "thanks for playing". No matter what isle you choose to wander, or what game you choose to play, play smart. Because, eventually we all hit our own "game over".

Insanity

You know that point in your day where you just want to be done but you still have a good three hours before its acceptable to go to bed? Well for McKay Keetch, this time is a time of insanity. everything sounds very appealing, but at the same time appalling. its like an ADHD kid trying to run from a bear. "AHHH my gosh there's a freaking bea..oh look shiny!" what that is supposed to mean is, the more i try to concentrate on one thing, the more difficult concentration becomes.

this probably didn't make any sense, due to the fact that i am certifiably insane so lets put it this way:

(cue bass hunter- all i ever wanted.) who's up for a techno dance party?!

see you on the dance floor you sexy beasts :)- McKay Keetchy

Poemskis.

I wrote these poems for my 9th grade English class.

I love you Mr. Dalton! i mean... yeah dude your a tight guy... i play football and stuff... just read the stupid poems!

(this first one is about a young kid that i saw one day eating lunch by himself.)

Autumn

The birth and death of a day, both there in his eyes.

His eyes like a black lake, never knowing what lies beneath.

All alone the last leaf of autumn about to fall.

He clings like that leaf to the tree.

Why not release his grip and join his brethren below?

For the landing scares him more than the fall.

This fear like a waking beast emerging from a long sleep.

Ripping at his insides it tries to get out.

But he keeps it back like a dog on a leash.

So he hangs, the last leaf of all, the last leaf to fall.

A place to hide

Sometimes as colorful as a rain washed sky,

But always as black as a starless night.

A house, their sanctuary from sin,

This place is to me what that house is to them.

A candle in a tempered sea, about to be snuffed,

As am i without this secret i can trust.

Records stacked high in this crowded old place,

But still half empty, nothing is erased.

When all is done a book to bind,

Where am I? But only my mind.

It begins.

Hello hello! Im McKay Keetch, and you all know me as the overly awkward chubby kid that stares at you in the halls, just to see if i can make you uncomfortable...... anywhozzle... i decided to make this blog because i enjoy writing. im not going into it as a profession, and i in no way think im good, i just like to pretend i am:)

so for all you obsessive blog stalkers, *cough* Carrie Smith *cough* i hope this tickles your fancy. And for everyone else, well, it will be a good laugh. keetch being serious AND deep?! yeah... must of been a dream.