My name is Davis Collins and I live in Florence, South Carolina. I am a senior at West Florence. The best way to get my attention is through Facebook. I enjoy discovering music, and taking pictures. If you're interested in the things that I have to say in my day-to-day life, follow me on Twitter.
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My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2008-11-16)
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“And I think we’re dead.”
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2008-11-2)
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Santogold - Creator
This song is probably the most original thing that I’ve ever heard in my life. Definitely a must listen.
New homepage
I’ve finally decided on a design for the homepage of my domain. I was tired of having it just redirect to my tumblr.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2008-10-12)
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My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2008-10-5)
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wrdprss
I’m currently developing a Wordpress theme that’s loosely based on Kevin Rose’s current blog theme. I’m doing this mainly as just a learning experience for me, especially considering that I use Tumblr instead of Wordpress. If I end up really liking it, I might write a version for Tumblr. It should be finished within the next couple of days.
A world full of crazies
I just got back from picking up my sister, Elizabeth, from downtown Clemson. We’re here for the Clemson vs Maryland game and she decided to go out with her friends the night before the game for some fun. She got my mom to drop her off and she told me that she would call me when she wanted me to come pick her up. We left my car in Florence so I decided to drive her 4Runner rather than my dad’s huge F-150. Little did I know that I would have such a crazy experience.
I feel like a little back story is required for you to fully understand why the situation that you will read about in a few is almost entirely not my fault. I drive a 2003 Jeep Wrangler which has been my one and only car since I got my license and rarely do I drive any other car. If you’ve ever driven a Wrangler you might’ve noticed that the brakes are far from touchy. I frequently find myself pushing relatively hard on the brakes just to get the car to slow down. I’m not used to most cars, which I guess have a different type of braking system, that only require you to tap them with your pinky toe for the car to stop. So now you know my issue, back to the story.
So I pick her up from downtown and we’re driving down Tiger Blvd and we’re behind this little red cross-over/SUV, that has some really amazing looking decals on the back window if that helps you visualize what type of person we’re dealing with. I decide to change lanes because the cars in front of me are going pretty slow but said red SUV gets the same idea as me and we change lanes at the same time. We continue on for a couple seconds when the red car looks like they are about to turn into the McDonald’s to the right of us. I start to press the brakes, I guess I didn’t think about the fact that I wasn’t driving my Jeep, and the car jerks a little bit because I pressed too hard. I pull my foot off the brakes a little so I wouldn’t make the car jerk again, but this caused to me to end up stopping pretty close to that little red car in front of me. I didn’t really think much of the situation at this point because It wasn’t like I rear-ended him or anything, I didn’t even think that he would notice that I was pretty close to him… but I guess he did.
The car comes to a complete stop and looks like he is trying to decide wether or not he wants to pull in to the McDonald’s when all of a sudden the driver jumps out of his car and storms towards me screaming, “What do you think you’re doing, asshole!”. My first reaction is like, woah this guy is going to try to kill me. He stands right out side of my window just staring at me. (I think you should know that the speed limit on Tiger Blvd is about 50 so cars were zipping past him.) The only thing that I can think to do is just say “What!?”, because I genuinely did not know what he was freaking out about. I didn’t open the door or roll down the window because I didn’t really want to be punched in the face at that point.
The guy then walks back to his car and starts to get in, but when I try to pull into the other lane to drive away he starts to walk back to me again. I guess he forgot to put the car in park because when he looks back at his car it is starting to roll away! He runs after it and gets back in, and I used this opportunity to drive around him and continue on our way home.
He had to have been drunk, high, or both. All I have to say is; that was #1 craziest moment in my life thus far.
