Friday, January 27, 2012

Superpowers and The Family Welling

Well hello everyone. How doth thou? I doth great. Have you lost weight? (<-- that totally rhymed) But enough small talk.

As I was sitting here in my little swivel chair, gazing out upon the majestic majesty that is Glasgow’s weather, I said to myself, “self, what adventure should I regale them with this week? What tale of intrigue, lust, and nuclear explosions should I let them be privy to?" But alas, these last few weeks have been relatively slow on the Scottish nuclear meltdown front. And if it were action packed in that regard, I would have by now gained the ability to see through walls and shoot lightening bolts out of my eyes with the help of my new sunglasses that top scientists had handcrafted for me. They would be the kind of sunglasses that say, “Yeah I look awesome, but you’re about to get a lightening bolt in your ass.” See Figure 1.1 if confused.

Figure 1.1


Basically that is my way of telling you that nothing major happened this last week. OR DID IT? No nothing did. But I am about to embark on a few journeys. One of them is to London, which is happening February 8 – 12. But Ashley Marie Antoinette Welling, why are you embarking on such a trip you ask? ooOOooO just to see THE GREATEST BAND OF ALL TIME (refer to very hipsta-esque photo below).



And I am excited beyond words. For instance, if I run out of undergarments to throw on stage, I have this suspicion I’m just going to start picking up and tossing things that are closest to me. And while they are going to be really confused when they notice large amounts of grass clumps lying about their feet, I’m sure they’ll understand it was done out of obsession love. This little trip will also mark the first time I have ever stayed in a hostel. I’ll be sure to keep you posted as to how many personal effects get “lost.”

My second adventure is more personal, more spiritual, more … Pulitzer Prize-y if I may. Allow me to break it down one time. It’s a project for my editing and publication class and what I’ve decided to do is to play around with the idea of autobiography with an emphasis on ancestry. Yes you heard right, I’m going to venture back into the bowels of the Welling family archives and find out where these sons-a-bitches came from. I mean, they’re all from over here so it shouldn’t be too difficult. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll find out from which branch of the tree Stephanie got her stupidness — and in that respect, where I inherited my brilliant, sparkling personality. I might even explore my mom’s side — the _______’s. Why the omission you ask? I mean, it’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s just that I have this sneaking suspicion if I told the world my mom’s maiden name I’d suddenly be the proud owner of 15 new credit cards.

On that note, I made another video. But this time, it’s with Katie and Gina — two fellow Americans that I met in the airport when I first arrived in this land I now call home. They live with me here in the international dorms and they’re pretty great and I talk about them a lot in the blog so I figured you should all meet them. ENJOY.





Oh and I got a new piercing. It's just on my ear so calm down. Get out your microscope:

Just to clarify, I was not terrified when I took this picture. #awkwardselfportraits 


Love,

Ash

17 comments:

  1. Say hi to London. I used to live there, in Islington. Have any favorite pubs?

    Love your video :)

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    1. This'll be my first time in merry ol' London. But don't you worry, I'm sure I'll make a few favorite pubs soon

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  2. Do like, do like.
    Why didn't we do chubby bunny over break?

    - Steph

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  3. Black Keys AND London. Ooooh damn, I am jealous. My favorite city and one of my new favorite bands.

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    1. I am so excited you don't even KNOW. Well maybe you do ... since it sounds like you like them as well ... ;)

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  4. cute piercing... yet, you look scared, unsure. LOL

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  5. I've said it before, and I'll say it again. The world community must unite, and do everything in it's power to keep Scotland from acquiring nuclear weapons. Now for something completely different.... I find it incredible you persuaded 2 people you just met at the airport into making a video with you, and they agreed to this. If I suggested something like this to either Katie or Gina, I am 99% sure they would have each slapped me, and then thrown a diet dr. pepper in my face. But that is neither here nor there. I am use to watching videos at youtube, and I am a little confused... Where was the 2 minute commercial advertising Ben Stiller's latest movie at the beginning of the vid??

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  6. Your new credit cards are in the mail.

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  7. Congrats on the new piercing! I think a look into your ancestry is cool. I kinda wanna do that, but...lazypants.

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  8. Oh the weather in Scotland. Grey and pissing rain I bet. The trip to London sounds fun. I'd love to know what the hostels are like these days, cheap but no guarantee of safety is their motto. You've gone more high tech with the vids I see. It's nice to know you've friends from home to live with. It eases the pain of being away.

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  9. We've traced the family history... to Scotland. I will go there someday, so no nuclear disasters please. :) I do suspect to find many marshmellows though. Hilarious video!

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    1. I do believe we ate all the marshmallows ... but I'll see to it personally that no nuclear reactors go exploding to make up for it ;)

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  10. ooooh, The black keys! I had wanted to see them here in Dublin, but alas, due to my impending fleeing of the country wasn't able to afford it :-(

    Hope you take lots of pictures and share them up here!

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  11. Seriously funny. I'll follow for a laugh or three.

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  12. Love the piercing. I got one too, but because of its location, I can't share it on the Internet. Actually, it's not so much of a piercing as it's a wayward staple gun mishap.

    Enjoy the Black Keys, you damn hipster.

    (And by that I mean you lucky bastard)

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