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Overheard:

2006-10-03T16:00:00.000-07:00

"For halloween I am going to go as Steve Irwin, and my friend is going as a stingray."

Wow.

Over in Europe

2006-02-28T08:44:00.000-08:00

I will be posting at this site while I am in Europe for the next 3 months. I have my reasons, and that's all you need to know.

What a Weekend

2006-02-23T09:46:00.000-08:00

I must say I was surprised that I even went.

There was a group of about 25 students heading up to Sacramento/Tahoe for the holiday weekend, and I was invited to tag along. I was torn because I really wanted to go boarding. I hadn't been all season, and I wouldn't have a chance to go for the rest of the season, but I also needed to get set up for my trip, and move all my stuff into storage. Came down to the last minute, and I decided I needed to hit the snow. When in Rome, you know? We chose to rent a car and I had scheduled to pick it up at 5PM. I get there at 5:05, and I see a sign on the door that is one of those clock's that says "Will return at:". Now I was a bit thrown off becuase it said they would be back at 5:00. Ended up waiting in the rain/cold until 5:45. The lady takes me out to the car they have for me, and it is a midsize. I pre-ordered a full size. She tries to play it off like it is full size, but I ask her straight up, "Is this a full-size?" "Almost," she replies. "I need a full size, we are going to Sacramento!" I say to her. So she upgrades me to a new SUV. I guess my mom was right about the squeaky wheel getting the grease. I go back to my house, throw my stuff in, and head to TAC to pick up my passengers.

We leave TAC at 7:15PM. Me, Stephanie E, and Jeanne Joliat. The great part is that Laura DeFurious had to cancel at the last monent and she was the only other 21 year old. Looks like I am driving all the way up to Sac-Town. The drive was fine, except for the fact that everywhere we stopped for gas had $3 gas, and then we would go like 10 more miles and come across $2.40 gas after we had already filled up! Oh well. Rolled into the Gisla's house at 1:15AM. The girl's were up making sandwiches and I was way too high on coffee and Rockstar to even think about sleeping. Ended up staying up until 3AM waiting for another car to get in. Turns out they had missed the 5-99 split, and ended up going into SF. Heh.

Slept like crap, waking up literally at least every 1/2 hour with cold sweats. Wake up at 5:20AM to Laura Laubacher (AKA Boober) calling on the house phone. Pop up and make sure everyone else is up. Gotta get to the mountain before the lifts open. Pile myself, Ben Almeida, Danny Grimm, and Peter Chirdon into my SUV and take off. Of course, I am the only one that can drive, and I am going off of 2 hours of sleep. ROCKSTAR to the rescue! We hit Donner Summit, and are told we need to put chains on. Laura had given us chains out of her SUV so that we wouldn't need to buy ones for our rental (their car had snow tires and 4x4). Only problem is they aren't made for our size tire. Turns out they are one size too small, but there is no way we are paying $60 for chains. We are working on these things for about 1/2 an hour and we can't get them to fit by literally a 1/4 inch. "Let's say a Hail Mary," suggests one of my passengers. Good call. So there we are on the side of the road in the snow praying. What'dya know? Chains go right on after that with a little bit of effort and stretching of the steel. Then we realize that we have the chains upside-down. Gotta take em off and do em again. One more Hail Mary...

We hit the mountain before the lifts open, as we had hoped to. It's snowing out and the powder is great and fluffy. Dave G, Joe C, Laura, her brother Jonathan (lil' ripper), and I hit the mountain, trying to find the deepest powder possible. Found some about knee-deep, which was plenty deep for me. All told, just a great day of riding, and you really had to be there to know what I'm talking about. The weather went from snowing, to 2 hours of sunshine, back to snowing, to almost a white-out. Only thing that sucked a little was I had to play it safe because I didn't want to hurt myself right before my trip, so I stayed away from the park (for the most part). All in all there were 18 of us up there, and we had about every skill level of skier and snowboarder, from first-timers to very experienced.

(I am realizing now how long of a post this is going to be.)

That night we headed over to the Laubacher's house for a delicious dinner, where I talked to Mr. Laubacher about working in medicine (he and his wife are RN's, and he was a paramedic/fire-fighter before that), and about how he was in my uncle's class back in HS in Oxnard. After that it was back to the Gisla's for a game of Spoons with about 12 of us playing. Ended up boiling down to me vs. Monica Laubacher. I won't say who won, but I will say this: That girl cheated and she knows it. Okay, maybe she didn't, but that was the most ridiculous final hand of Spoons I have ever seen. It took us almost 5 minutes to end the hand.

Wake up the next morning and shower for Mass. I come out of my room and as I am putting on my shoes I see Mrs. Gisla talking to Bec and Monica M, and Bec looks over at me with her jaw on the floor. "What?" I ask. "The cars," she replies. "Ummmm, not ringing a bell," I say. Turns out the my car had been hit while it was parked early in the morning. The damage wasn't too bad to my car (just body stuff), but Ben Almeida's rental (also from Enterprise) was totalled. Turns out the driver was racing in the residential area, lost control, and went broad-side (driver's side too) into the back of Ben's car, knocking it about 30 feet up a driveway. The car then spun and clipped the rear of my car, which was parked about 40 feet in front of Ben's. The driver's car ended up on the opposite side of the road, so this guy was obviously flying. The ambulance came and took him to the hospital, and he was in bad shape. I'm not sure what happened to him. I have been trying to find some info in the sacramento news, but haven't been able to.

Sunday afternoon rolls around, and after a very intense game of Hershey's Miniature Chocolates Poker, we had a decision to make. Some of our group of 25 was heading to Santa Cruz to stay at one of their cabins their. Others wanted to stay in SAC. I was in the latter group. Of course it took well over an hour for people to decide if they were going or staying. Ended up being Robin, Laura L, Steph, Greg G, Maria P, JT, Joe S, Pat S, Patrick R (reminds me a bit of Hudson), Alexandra D, Tom O', Monica L, and Me staying behind.

I won't go in to details about the night but here are the highlights:
Chevy's,
Talking about women athletes losing their potential to become mothers,
Margaritas,
Apples to Apples,
Cape Cods,
Jumping into an unheated pool (only a few did this) -->
Screaming like girls at 11:30 (all who jumped in did this),
Dealing with the cops because of said screaming like girls,
Beer,
Twister,
Large Utensils,
Chilling by the fire.

This night was a blast, and I must admit that these freshmen definitely surprised me. They were very cool. I had thought that the quality of students was going downhill in these later classes, but now I think I may have been wrong. It was just that I had never really talked to any of them. One didn't even know I worked at the school and said she had never seen me before. We ended up crashing at about 2AM I think.

After that it was back to SP with Greg, Steph, and Laura. I drove the whole way, of course. Now I just have to deal with this car accident crap. C'est la vie.

4 days until departure!

I need one of these

2006-02-21T13:13:00.000-08:00

This is the coolest car commercial I have ever seen, and it is from the 80's. Okay, so this is actaully a medley of car commercials, but they are all for the same company and are done in the same style.

6 days 'til departure.

Check the lens

2006-02-03T13:13:00.000-08:00

Recently I was asked to take some pictures of the Guadalupe Chapel which will be part of the artwork in the redesigned TAC coffee shop. You can check them out on dirty's_lens.

I should have some other photos up soon too.

BTW, I love my Konica Minolta Maxxum 7D. It's one sweet camera.

One more month

2006-01-18T13:19:00.000-08:00

It's crazy. I will be leaving the security and simplicity of my current job in one month to go travelling all over Europe. There is so much to do before then. I have to figure if I will move out, or pay rent for the 3 months I am gone ($1500). I am trying to get a job working at a posh Salmon Fishing Resort up in Northern British Columbia, so please say some prayers for me. After that, it looks like it will be onto pre-med studies in the fall.

I think I have to agree

2006-01-16T16:04:00.000-08:00

make your own motivational posters HERE.

Merry belated Christmas!!!

2006-01-12T13:14:00.001-08:00

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2006-01-12T13:13:00.000-08:00

"We are all mocrocosms in the Chim universe."

2005-12-02T09:15:00.000-08:00

You have to see this little comment exchange from Chim's blog. Scary? Yes.

I miss Kimmy

2005-11-21T15:25:00.000-08:00

It's days like these, where work is going slowly, that I wish Kimmy had not committed Blogicide. The blog's title was Liripipe (no clue what that means/is from). I always enjoyed her style and stories about the subway, the city, her various employments, etc. I'm still not exactly why the blog was killed, but I sure miss it. Plus, she and I have a special connection from the first week of school.

It was the second or third class of latin, and we were talking about signs (natural vs. conventional). Fun. I hadn't said anything yet in section, and Kimmy was sitting next to me. She leaned over close to me and whispered something along the lines of, "Say something now, or I'll interrupt them all and tell them that you have something to say." I was somewhat shocked about this, but not completely. It was only a few days before that she had strolled in late to our practice seminar on CS Lewis' Learning in Wartime, sat down next to Mr. Coughlin, and just started arguing with everyone. This was followed by Mr. Coughlin asking her about a certain text, and she replies, "Oh, I didn't read it." Oooh you Rebel. I must admit the first thing I thought was, "Damn, she is cute." But that quickly melted into a sense of fear that if I said anything to contradict her, she was going to throw something at me. Don't get me wrong, I have always thought she's cute (especially as Claire in the Nutcracker.)

Perhaps it was this attraction/fear/curiosity that made me do as she said, and I ended up throwing out some jibberish about signs. After that, she just had the biggest smile on her face, like she had won. I didn't mind though. We ended up becoming friends because of it, especially over those tumultuous first weeks. Heck, she even wrote her freshman writing test paper on the incident.

So I guess now it's my turn to take charge and say, "Kimmy, come back and say something, or else bad things will happen." Okay, maybe not, but your stories are missed. The score must be settled.

PSA from the CDC

2005-11-18T11:47:00.000-08:00

Symptoms of the BIRD FLU...

The Center for Disease Control has released a list of symptoms of bird flu. If you experience the following, please seek medical treatment immediately:

1. High fever
2. Congestion
3. Nausea
4. Fatigue
5. Aching in the joints
6. An irresistible urge to shit on someone's windshield

I heard it from (c)him.

If I can't find a horny immigrant by then...

2005-11-17T10:19:00.000-08:00

Last night a bunch of us went over to the William Kaisers' place for a BBQ and some viewing of a show they said was pretty funny: Arrested Development. I must say I was a little bit scared bacause Sarah thought it was a funny show, and she is Canadian. The last time I watched something a Canadian thought was funny, well, it was painful. Ever heard of the Canadian show Air Farce? No? Good. But back on topic, this show is one of the funniest I have seen in a long time. It's about a dysfunctional grown-up family, and the father is in jail. It's a strange plot, so i'm not gonna summarize anything but if you get a chance to see these (netflix, etc.), do yourself a favor. I will leave you with this (my favorite lines of the first 6 episodes.) However, just reading it without knowing the characters makes it only half as funny as seeing it.

Gob: And if I'm going to be staying here -—

Lucille: Staying here? What, did that Mexican throw you out?

Gob: She's not "that Mexican," Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Colombian or something. Anyway, it's over.

Lucille: You've got three days.

Gob: Hey ... if I can't find a horny immigrant by then, I don't deserve to stay here.

New Photos

2005-11-07T13:09:00.000-08:00

On the photoblog.

Jazzercise!

2005-11-04T12:08:00.000-08:00

And here is this year. It's time to sweat to the oldies!

Happy Halloween

2005-11-04T12:07:00.000-08:00

This was from last year. Admit it, we looked damn good!

Alito

2005-10-31T13:35:00.000-08:00

So Sam Alito Jr. has been nominated for the Supreme Court. Don't know much about him but I really like this quote:
Alito's mother shed some light. "Of course, he's against abortion," 90-year-old Rose Alito said of her son, a Catholic.

The rest of the article can be found here.

Finally

2005-10-31T13:15:00.000-08:00

So I have been waiting and waiting for someone to tag me so I could play the archive game. I just about to pull the trigger when she came to the rescue. Thanks Jedno, that was a close one.

Here's how it works:

1. Go into your archives.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Post the fifth sentence (or closest to it).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same thing.

So without further ado, here is what you were waiting for:
His favorite thing to do was lie about his hand, like saying he had a good pair when he had the nut flush. (Taken from "So that's not a bluff", 2/5/05)

Now I have to decide who I can tag that hasn't been tagged already.

Alive

2005-10-28T11:46:00.000-07:00

I survived Wilma. Back in Cali now. I'll post some pics soon on dirty's_lens.

Someone...

2005-10-13T11:30:00.000-07:00

...please tell Stallone that he is a has-been. Anyone see Driven, or Judge Dredd, or Spy Kids 3-D??

Didn't think so.

This could be the worst sequel ever. oooh! maybe it'll be Rocky vs. Raging Bull (geriatric fight to the death.) I'm sure DeNiro is up to it.

"In Rocky VI, a lonely, poverty-stricken Balboa comes out of retirement and looks to keep his hand in with a few low-profile fights.

But his return to the ring causes a media frenzy and a promoter comes up with the idea that he should fight the heavyweight champion, Mason 'The Line' Dixon."

I bet Rocky is going to get pounded in the beginning of the fight, and then have some absurd comeback to win it with a KO. Maybe Mason is a Muslim extremist, and Rocky will show all the Muslims we will beat them at everything. The Muslims will even start to cheer for him, an infidel.

Stressin

2005-10-13T11:24:00.000-07:00

Leaving for Florida and the Bahamas tomorrow morning. I have so much stuff to do. I have to take my midterm at EMT class tonight, before everyone else does, and before the review. I have to finish up research projects at work that needs to be done before I leave. Further, my car is now leaking coolant, and I'm worried about driving to the airport 2 hours away. Let's see, I still have not done my laundry I need for the trip, or packed. I won't get out of class until 9:30 tonight, and I leave the house at 6:30am tomorrow. It's gonna be a fun night.

No wonder vacations seem so relaxing. How could they not after all the stressing you have to go through to get there?

Boredom

2005-09-28T16:46:00.000-07:00

It's been a while since I really posted anything. Not much has been happening around here. A few notables though. As I mentioned below, I bought myself a nice digital camera. I dropped about $800 on it, but I really hope to get a lot use out of it and start taking pictures more, like I did in high school.

Which relates to the next notables. I have 2 trips coming up that I want to take as many photos as I can on, and not have to wait to see how the pictures will come out when I get the film developed. The first is a trip to Florida and the Bahamas in 2 weeks. I will be gone for 10 days. Say a prayer that the hurricanes leave us be. It will be a very welcomed break from work. I can't remember the last time I had a significant break from work. It may have been back in Feb. for Jimmy and Marianne's wedding.

Then, my tentative plan is to keep working at the school until late February '06. Then it will, God willing, be off to Europe. I have never been there, and really just want to enjoy it, and do a lot of photography. My plan is to be there for 3 months. The majority of the time I wil be there by myself, but a few friends from here will be over there at different points of my trip for a few weeks here and there, so I hope to meet up with them. Plus, my brother and his wife (who will be due when I am over there) are in Austria at school, so I will spend some time there as well.

The plan is to hit up Spain (where I want to stay the longest), Portugal, Italy, France, Austria, and Germany, with possible quick trips to the Czech Rep., Belgium, Switzerland, or Sicily. Actually, writing all those down made me realize that I listed too many, so I will need to cut those down. I'll be there 12 weeks, so I should probably only go to 6 countries, max. If you've ever been over there, please let me know the reccomendations. Also, if you plan to be over there anytime from late Feb to late May, and I like you, let me know so that I can try to work my itinerary around that.

After that I may be working up in British Columbia at a salmon fishing resort up in Canada. Raeder worked it last summer, and they asked him to come back, so hopefully he can get me a job with him. The pay is really good, which will be nice to have after coming back from a 3 month European vacation. Plus I'm gonna need the money for school.

The plan right now is to start my pre-med classes in the fall '06 (or summer if the fishing thing falls through), and finish the by fall 'o7. I'm not how practical that thought is (getting the pre-meds done in 2 semesters and a summer), so I'm not sure when med-school would start. I think I would really enjoy that line of work. I have been taking an EMT class at VC, and the stuff is amazing. The human body is an amazing creation. That's the plan right now. Hopefully not too much changes, unless it's God's Will.

Whoo-Hoo!

2005-09-26T11:27:00.000-07:00

Just got myself a new SLR Digital Camera. More posts to the Photoblog soon.

How am I gonna be a playa...

2005-09-05T11:05:00.000-07:00

without my phone?

We were over at Will and Sarah's place last night for a party since Maryann and Jimmy are back for the weekend. I was playing Halo2 when someone called on my cell phone. I took it out and gave it to James K. When he was done with it, he (for some reason) gave it to Josh, who was sitting next to him on the couch. (James also turned it off since the battery was low, so we couldn't even call it to locate it.) Josh then supposedly put it on the sidetable. That's the reported account. After looking for it for a while I just gave up, thinking it would turn up on its own. And boy did it ever. Anna comes in a while later and asks if anyone is mising their phone. I say yes, and she hands my phone to me. But it's wet. My phone somehow ended up in the sink in a dish, underwater. The best thing is no one has a damn clue how it got there (or so they say.) Anyway, I don't have insurance, so now I need to find a new phone. Freakin awesome.

Please...

2005-09-01T15:04:00.000-07:00

Tell me how this is just in any way. I just don't understand the courts sometimes.

24, 57, 33... dammit. 23, 55, 36... sonuvabitch

2005-08-10T14:48:00.000-07:00

BRENTWOOD, N.H. -- Emergency workers helped a New Hampshire man out of a difficult situation over the weekend after a friend apparently locked a padlock around his testicles.

According to the Portsmouth Herald, police reported that the 39-year-old man was intoxicated when they arrived at the scene on July 30 at about 3:40 a.m. The man, who was not identified, told them that he had the padlock around his testicles for two weeks. The man said that a friend put the lock on while he was drunk and passed out. When he woke up, the friend was gone.

The man told police that he tried to remove the lock with a hacksaw because the key had broken off in the lock. He was taken to Exeter Hospital, where a locksmith removed the padlock. He was treated and released, and the hospital said he had no lasting injury. Police said that they did not know the motive for the incident.

Wanna cuddle?

2005-08-08T15:26:00.000-07:00

Obviously, the answer was no. Be careful out there ladies. Be reasonable with your requests.

Well aren't you jealous!

2005-08-08T14:58:00.000-07:00

K-Srasra wrote a song about me and the Bermuda Love Triangle. How did I attain something so lovely, you ask? With my incredible wit, of course. Maybe if you win one of her world-famous caption contests, she'll write a song about you too.

But then again, you may choose the $.99 store item as your prize. Looks like they are enjoying theirs.

Still waiting too see one of those stunt photos though...

EDIT: Looks like I persuaded her.

"It's so hard to believe...

2005-07-30T14:12:00.000-07:00

but it's all coming back to me." -Celine Dion

In a Past Life...

You Were: An Albino Beekeeper.

Where You Lived: Austria.

How You Died: Consumption.

Who Were You In a Past Life?

Albino Beekeeper? I wonder if that is a different profession from non-albino beekeeper.
Must have made those sting marks stand out like a bitch!

And I am Austrian, but I guess that doesn't matter.

And consumption? Does that mean I was eaten by something?
Okay, I'm not that dumb. Consumption is the old name for TB.

Chim's Request

2005-07-21T15:50:00.000-07:00

This request makes me feel uneasy. I am not sure which of the 3 catgeroies I fall into.
Am I (1) not posting enough, (2) posting crap, or (3) doin fine. My guess would be a combination of 1 & 2. There goes my self esteem, or what was left of it.

5-6 more years of school?

2005-07-21T10:50:00.000-07:00

I've really been considering going into medicine lately. This would mean another 5-6 years of school (1-2 for prereq's, 4 in med-school). Not to mention I would have to take the MCAT, which is supposedly one of the toughest standardized tests around. It's still tempting though. Being behind a desk for a year has made me realize that I can't do this for a lifetime. Plus I like science a lot, and helping other people, oh, and making lots of money. I guess I have some time to decide. On the plus side, most students from TAC who went into medicine were very succesful at it. Decisions, decisions...

What age gap?

2005-07-13T14:22:00.000-07:00

I guess they won't be having kids, but heck, with technology these days...

Las Vegas (Caution- Lebowski quotes ahead)

2005-07-11T10:28:00.000-07:00

I ended up going out to Las Vegas this past weekend. G-Hud was out there from Vancouver at some financial conference and he invited me to come and hang out. Feeney, Joe Zep, and I took off Thursday night at about 8. We were having a great ride, watching Big Lebowski and episodes of Aqua Teen Hunger Force on my Archos AV420, until we hit some horrible traffic just south of Baker. Turns out some big rig turned over. Then, when the rest of the cars were slowing down, 3 other cars got in an accident about a mile south of the first one. Needless to say we were south of both of them, heading north. We pull into vegas at 2:30.

I've just had a bad day, and I hate the f-ing Eagles!

Friday night I play the 2-4 tables at MGM while drinking some nice stuff (free of course): rusty nails, Ketel One martinis, & Johnny Walker, to name a few. I got up $70 and left. It was a good start to my gambling. The table was pretty loose and eager to give me their money.

Whereas what do we have here? A bunch of fig-eaters wearing towels on their heads, trying to find reverse in a Soviet tank. This is not a worthy adversary.

Later that night, Tim and I head over to Excalibur to play some 1-3 spread. I had some nice hands. I had tripled my money at one point (up to $120), but ended with $100 (+$60). Tim had a rough night (and weekend). He got his Ace high flush busted by a straight flush. Ouch.
He left at about 4am. I stayed and played until 9:30am. I haven't been that exhausted since final's week. It was fun heading up to bed while other people were coming down for breakfast. I crashed until about 3.

Darkness warshed over the Dude - darker'n a black steer's tookus on a moonless prairie night.

Saturday was the bad day. We decided to go bowling at the Orleans. We had to wait about and hour for lanes because some tourney had the finals going. This place has about 80 lanes, and the 4 bowlers in the tourney were on lanes 12-13. For some reason they had to have about 100 yards between them and other bowlers. The public could only roll on lanes 50-80. When the tourney ended we started bowling, and I wish we hadn't. Should have taken Walter's advice.

Saturday, Donny, is Shabbos, the Jewish day of rest. That means that I don't work, I don't get in a car, I don't ride in a car, I don't pick up the phone, I don't turn on the oven, and I sure as shit DONT F-IN ROLL! SHOMER SHABBOS!

The lanes were the slickest I have ever rolled on. I scored an 88 the first game, thereby managing to get myself booted from the 200 club. Zep followed my lead by rolling a 76 in the second game. Freakin awesome. I should've taken it as some sort of omen, like when the pin stays up after Donny's roll at the end of the movie.

Sometimes you eat the bar, sometimes the bar eats you.

I went down to the Luxor's poker tables after that. Sat down at the 2-4. Couple hands after I showed up, a couple sits down. Actually, they first ask me to move a seat over so they can sit together. They're from France. They came to Vegas to get married, and they had just done so 5 hours ago. Who the hell leaves the beautiful cathedrals of France to get married at The Chapel of the West?? And on top of that, who comes to play Poker on their wedding night? People who pay to see every flop do (and maybe Daddy too). These two openly admitted that they will pay to see just about every flop. They said some dealer had told them it was a good idea. I was happy when I heard this (easy money), but it was actaully working for them. I was getting horrible cards (no face card for an entire round), and they were 2-pairing left and right. So I was still even and I left the table and headed for the $50 buy in no-limit.

Are these the Nazis, Walter?
No, Donny, these men are nihilists. There's nothing to be afraid of.

There were some pretty heavy stacks at the table (~$500), at least when compared to my $50. The table was full. I wasn't sure how I would play, since it was first time at a no limit table, so I decided to play it slow the first few hands. (Daddy, if you read this, let me know what I did wrong.) My first hand was As-10c. I was in the big blind ($1-1-2). There was a mid position raise to $20, with 2 calls of the big blind before her raise. I decide not to gamble on A-10, and I fold. The other 3 in the hand after me also fold and she takes down the hand. My very next hand I get is Kh-10h. I am now in the middle blind position. Another mid position raise of $15, with 3 others calling before it gets to me. I decide to fold. Maybe I should have played pot odds on this one, but since I would be first to act, I lay it down. Flop comes 4h-8h-Qh. Son of a bitch! Checks all around. Turn comes 5s. The pre-flop raiser bets $20, everyone folds. I'm am kicking myself, but I still know that K-10 suited is not a strong hand, so it's not that bad. Next round, when I am the first small blind again, I get K-K. 6 players call the BB, and the button raises $15. I have $35 and go all-in. Everyone folds except him. He turns over Q-Q. I'm feeling good, being the 4-1 favorite. Of course his Q comes on the river, and I am done. Not exactly the no-limit experience I wanted my first time.

F sympathy! I don't need your F-in' sympathy, man, I need my F-in johnson!

That was the weekend. Good times all in all. I was still in the + too, so that's a plus (get it?). Now it's back to the daily grind.

I guess that's the way the whole durned human comedy keeps perpetuatin' itself.

Oh yeah, they were filming the WSOP out there at Rio right now. We didn't check it out since it was so crazy over there, but I did go to the Bellagio and saw Gus Hansen playing 3-handed with Johhny Chan, and some other chick who looked pretty young. Maybe she just wanted to play with daddy's money against the big guns, or maybe she is actually pretty good. I didn't watch enough to be able to tell.

I hope you folks enjoyed yourselves, catch ya later on down the trail

Man down. I repeat: Man Down!

2005-07-06T13:09:00.000-07:00

This was taken on the Autobahn in Germany. At least it's only Grolsch.

I want to do this when I'm 73

2005-06-29T14:32:00.000-07:00

I wish somebody had this on video or something. Hmm, I used to think Kenyans were only good at marathons...

The nail in the coffin that broke the camel's back

2005-06-24T11:23:00.000-07:00

We were playing poker last night, as we are wont to do on Thursdays. It was a very long game filled with various insults being thrown around (by me). Tim, for example, was called a pirate hooker and also told to go back to his home on Whore Island, all within a 2 minute period. I then accidentally(?) let an insult fly at Lawlor. She beat me at some hand, and out of my mouth came the words Crack-Whore. Instantaneously I felt her fist pummel me in the arm, then her open hand slap the inside of my leg above the knee. Ockham's Razor! did that ever hurt. Stung for a good minute or so. Women! Sheeesh. I had to calm her down by giving her some of my delicious Hot Toddy.

So the morals of this story are:(1) it's okay to call Tim offensive names, but not Lawlor.
(2) alcohol makes everything better

A few more photos...

2005-06-17T16:40:00.000-07:00

on the photoblog.

The house that just kept on growing...

2005-06-15T11:09:00.000-07:00

When we moved into Kretschmer's house back in April, the plan was that there would be 4 people living there, as it is a 4 bedroom house. That was 2 months ago. We now have 6 people living there. I still have my own room, so it's not a huge deal. The fridge, however, is rather crowded. Things just get lost in there. I'm usually the last one up in the morning, but thankfully there has been enough hot water for me to shower. That will be the last straw for me. I can't stand taking a cold shower, or having to cut my shower short.
Here's the list:
Me
Cosgrove
Kretsch rooms with P. Bulcher
Josh M. rooms with Feeney

Oh yeah, and "Budweiser Monte Carlo Car Number 8"
(That's the dog.) We call him Buddy for short.

That must have been one hell of a fare.

2005-06-08T10:28:00.000-07:00

The Coast Guard catches Cubans in floating taxi.

Our borders are secure?

2005-06-08T10:16:00.000-07:00

I think not.
Excuse me sir, is that blood on your chainsaw? Well we are going to have to take some fingerprints...

OK, you are free to enter the US. Have a nice trip.

Wait sir! You forgot your homemade sword, knife, brass knuckles, and hatchet.

How is this fair??

2005-06-07T10:10:00.000-07:00

A pregnant teen and her 19 y/o boyfriend killed their twin baby feti by punching and stepping on her stomach, after she asked him to help her. The boyfriend was sentenced to life in prison, while the woman cannot be prosecuted because of her legal right to abortion. What?? Something is wrong here. I want to know what you think about this. I don't know how the law works here. Obviously, I think they are both guilty of murder, but shouldn't all abortionists be punished as murderers like this 19 year old? Or is it just because you have a doctor's license you can kill babies? Just a messed up situation.

I speak English good.

2005-06-02T11:53:00.000-07:00

Your Linguistic Profile:

75% General American English

10% Upper Midwestern

10% Yankee

5% Dixie

0% Midwestern

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

dirty's_lens

2005-06-01T11:15:00.000-07:00

I've decided to put up a photoblog so that this one doesn't get too crowded with photos.

Go Here.

The Process

2005-06-01T10:44:00.000-07:00

The mullet only had a lifespan of about 2 minutes, but what a life it was!

2005-06-01T10:43:00.000-07:00

Look out!

Don't call it a...

2005-05-20T11:32:00.000-07:00

I came back from $0.75 last night to win the poker game we were playing. It was freakin sweet. I think I like coming back from low stack better than just dominating the entire game. Something biblical about like the prodigal son, or David and Goliath (I guess that one works better).

$20 richer...

Hello Summer

2005-05-18T13:55:00.000-07:00

I buzzed my head yesterday. It always feels so nice to do during the summer. The funny thing was McGrath was cutting my hair, and the clippers we had borrowed were dull or something and they would not cut. It was the only pair we could find. So my head was buzzed in some areas, but longer in others. It ended up looking "artsy", or so someone told me. I think what they meant was "gay". Personally, I think I looked like a recent chemotherapy out-patient. But I fixed it up when I got home with my own pair of clippers before I got hit on by any men. Got some pictures taken at the half-way point too. I'll post them when I get them developed. MULLET!!!

In other news...
The annual campus silence has come. I miss the students already (especially the hot ones) .

EDIT: By "hot ones" I meant "hot female ones".

That was too easy

2005-04-29T11:00:00.000-07:00

We ended up smacking down the seniors, even though they only let 3 girls play. The best part was that through the first 4 innings, the only 2 hits for their team were from 2 girls. 11-1 was the final score. I just don't get it. These old guys win it every year. Guess that doesn't say much for the sport.

The game was followed by a keg, which was followed by some champagne, which was followed by my new favorite dive bar: the Hilltop, in Oak View. This place was awesome, and the bartended likes all of the students who go down there (Big Al is his name) so he gives out some free drinks. Plus you can smoke inside, which is very very nice. But the best thing of all: it was Free Weiner Wednesday.

The end

2005-04-26T14:17:00.000-07:00

Today is the last day of thesis defenses. Tomorrow the staff/faculty will whoop on the seniors in a little game called softball. Then the keg...

If you care at all about the new Pope...

2005-04-20T10:53:00.000-07:00

...read this article. (Thanks for the link, NOT)

GO HERE lmao

2005-04-15T13:16:00.000-07:00

gizoogle.com will translate any saying or any URL into ebonic/gansta talk.
Here is what happend when I ran my blog through it (firefox has problems displaying the page correctly).

I think it translates it differently every time, even if you put the same thing or URL in.

Hell freezes over!! Pigs Fly!! Monkeys come out of butt!!

2005-04-14T09:33:00.000-07:00

Klaske (aka Bonesaw) is going to be a prefect next year!

Fine, I didn't like you anyway

2005-04-12T10:54:00.000-07:00

As we move into SP, another moves away. Jimmy and Marianne will be moving to Tucson this Sunday, as he starts his job on Monday. He asked for a transfer 2 weeks ago, but I guess the process took a lot less time than he was expecting it to. That's life I guess. That and having babies, which they are also doing. Well, at least Marianne is.

Goodbye Oxnard

2005-04-12T10:24:00.000-07:00

I am now the happy resident of a little city called Santa Paula. Kretschmer bought a house there and 3 of us are renting from him (Josh, Cosgrove, and me). Pretty nice place. It's got a jacuzzi, but we have to get it fixed up a bit. It also has a very sweet zen garden with a koi pond and waterfall. I think this is where I will start doing my meditations. Moving was a bitch though. Actually, not so much the moving per se, but the cleaning of the apartment, which was quite a mess. Took about 2 whole days to pack, move, and clean. It was worth it though. Now we have a place to party where the Mexicans below us won't call the cops. So if people need a place to crash if they are around, let me know, and I'll decide if I like you enough. You probably can't come into my zen garden though. Messin with my chi!

New math...

2005-03-28T16:47:00.000-08:00

1 accident on my record from Sept. of 2002 + One ticket on my record from some bitch Oregon highway patrolman + 1 2000 Passat = $1300 for 6 months of auto insurance? F that.
I hate insurance companies.

PS Happy Easter
PPS I am now 23.

Croquet anyone??

2005-03-23T15:09:00.000-08:00

"I promise I'll play nice".
Bonesaw took it.

Book Game

2005-03-22T11:36:00.000-08:00

Here are the rules
1. Grab the nearest book
2. Open the book to page 123
3. Find the fifth sentence
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences (#5,6,7) on your blog, along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it. Just grab what is closest!

"Indeed, the article may have appeared only in the given suburban edition. Although you will be able to find the article in a properly organized morgue, you may not find it (or may not find the full version) on microfilm or in the electronic database if these resources include only a single edition.
Your subject may spend several months of the year, and perhaps most weekends during the rest of the year, at his or her seasonal or weekend home and may be deeply involved in the life of the surrounding community."

This selection was taken from "Get the Facts on Anyone (3rd Ed.)" by Dennis King.

Taken from donzilla.

This guy is incredible!

2005-03-15T14:50:00.000-08:00

I stumbled across this artist's page. You have to check it out. He is very talented in all the listed areas in the gallery section, but you have to look at the "Street Painting and Public Events" page. The stuff in there is absolutely amazing. I just wish there was a better shot of the Last Judgement drawing. Enjoy!

Unbelievable

2005-03-09T13:38:00.000-08:00

Can you spot the retard(s) in this story?

TAC should be on suicide watch

2005-03-04T17:08:00.000-08:00

...more F'in rain. 58.26 inches for the season. Compare that to last year's 15, or the average of 17.3. Seattle averages 52!

Could you repeat that, I can't hear you...

2005-03-04T10:49:00.000-08:00

So I wake up at 5 AM Wednesday morning and my ear is aching. "What the hell?" I think to myself as try to go back to sleep. I am supposed to wake up in an hour and a half to go snowboarding with some friends. But, alas, I am unable to fall asleep. I contemplate whether or not I should go to the mountain, but seeing as I was the one who planned the event, I decided to go. One thing I hadn't realized: High altitude = more pressure, more pressure + ear infection =more pain. Needless to say, that was the worst day of boarding I have ever had. I get home, shower, overdose on codeine, and fall asleep quickly. I wake up to feel my ear "pop", and most of the pressure is gone. But then blood and clear fluid starts coming out my ear, as I realize I can't seem to hear out my left ear. I go to the doctor in the morning. He takes a look in my ears and says, "That's one bloody eardrum. It looks like someone stuck a pencil in there." "That can't be good," I think to myself. Turns out my eardrum ruptured, and I will be without hearing in that ear for a little while. Sounds like a lot of us have had a shitty week. At least Seldom's car wasn't really stolen. If I had known earlier, I could have thrown out cool Big Lebowski lines too, like:

WALTER
Where's your car, Dude?

DUDE
You don't know, Walter?  You seem to know the answer to everything else!

WALTER
Hmm.  Well, we were in a handicapped spot.  It, uh, it was probably towed.

DUDE
It's been stolen, Walter!  You fucking know it's been stolen!

WALTER
Well, certainly that's a possibility, Dude--

Kimmy, get better soon.

Going to a concert with my dad

2005-02-25T14:37:00.000-08:00

I have been into this band called Pinback for 5 years or so. They are a smaller indy band that was starting out when I first saw them years ago, but they have been getting bigger. Their music is very cool and bassy, a bit different. Anyway, my dad heard me listening to their music one time when I was home last year and he kind of liked it. He burned the cd. I got a call from him a couple months back and he told me that he and my mom were going to see Pinback in concert that weekend. I guess they liked the show because they're back in town and my dad has tickets again, except I am going this time. Bout time my dad started listening to cool music...

(Download 2 songs here. I recommend Lyon first, then Manchuria)

Yuck

2005-02-18T13:14:00.000-08:00

Talk about unsanitary.

PS Queenie, I'm still working on your request.

eBay Treasure Hunt

2005-02-17T14:09:00.000-08:00

I'm addicted to this. eBay is having a huge "treasure hunt" in which they give you a clue, and then you have to try and find the hidden item that corresponds to that clue. The prize is $1,000 for whoever finds the item first, and they do it 25 times a day until next Wednesday. I came so close to winning one too. The hint was The Grateful Dead. I searched for Jerry Garcia, then Tie Die, Tie Dye, then Ben and Jerry's (I don't know why I did this, maybe I was thinking Cherry Garcia), then Cherry Garcia. It actually turned out to be a Ben & Jerry's T-shirt. If only I hadn't put in the "and" in my search I may have won a cool G! Try it out, especially if you are at work. Just wait until they add a new clue and search for yourself. Some of the hints are damn hard. They have all of past hints on the link above, so see if you would have gotten it. They add new clues about every hour.
Here are some hints:
All the winning auctions are Buy it Now, so you can search for only BIN items.
The auctions will have 0 bids, so you can search for only auctions with no bids.
And, lastly, the items are listed only in US currency and in the united states.

Good luck!

So that's not a bluff

2005-02-07T14:53:00.000-08:00

I found myself at the shitty $1-$2 poker tables of Commerce Casino last Tuesday. To my immediate left was a man of about 75. He was pretty cool, knew a few things about the game, and had told me he travelled quite a bit to the Phillipines, Thailand, etc. I found myself talking to him more than anyone else at the table. His favorite thing to do was lie about his hand, like saying he had a good pair when he had the nut flush. So after he did this for the third time or so, I said to him, "I don't think I can believe a word you've said to me because you obviously love to lie. I doubt you have ever even been to the Phillipines!" Then he gets serious, pulls out his wallet, and says to me, "You see, I am a member of the True Faith." I'm thinking to myself, "Which one is that?" and expect him to pull out some sort of membership card. But I was mistaken. Instead he pulls out multiple pictures of himself in strange dress, posing with a different woman in each one. "You see, these are my four wives. The True Faith allows us to have many, but only one from a single country, so this is my wife in the Phillipines, this one from Thailand,..." I am already very uncomfortable, and still unsure what freakin religion he is part of, although I was pretty sure I could rule out Christianity by this point. Then he floors me (figuratively speaking). He says, "But if I strap a bomb to myself I will have [insert any ridiculous number] virgins waiting for me on the other side. I haven't built up the courage to that yet, though." "Oh", I say," so you are a Muslim?" I pause, "Floorman!! Table change!"

"That's yours."

2005-02-06T10:42:00.000-08:00

I'm noticing that I'm coming across a lot of stories similar to this. Those silly English. I love the part about choking on it and then the friends giving it back to the guy. Can you just picture the whole scenario unfolding? I think I need to make a short indie film about this.

A new circle of hell?

2005-01-31T10:00:00.000-08:00

Now the terrorists have hit a new low: using a child with Down Syndrome as a suicide bomber at the polling stations. I can't think of anything I have heard lately that sickens me as much as this. Maybe it's because I have twin 6-year old brothers with Down Syndrome, or maybe it's just because I am not some twisted Fu@&. I had thought they at least had some sort of morals, no matter how few, but now I know this isn't so. I wonder what it will be like when they die and think they are going to Paradise with 77 perpetual virgins, or whatever BS they believe, only to find that they were completely wrong, and will be burning for eternity. Divine Justice (or Mercy, if He sees fit to have them repent.)

Delicious

2005-01-28T16:28:00.000-08:00

A free steak and baked potato dinner tonight for St. Thomas Aquinas' feast day? Can I get a Hell yes!?

There had to be another way

2005-01-20T15:32:00.000-08:00

This takes some serious balls.

Memorial

2005-01-18T16:28:00.000-08:00

I don't care where you are right now, take a moment of silence in rememberance of the Pit. I forgot to mention that it washed away in the flood of '05. And although it was sort of removed from us already, now it is completely gone. The path to Riviera II is gone too. And good luck even finding where the Drunk Rocks are. They probably made it to the Pacific by now. This is going to be a tough semester for the students.

Back for good?

2005-01-18T11:10:00.000-08:00

I ran into Donny on campus yesterday. I forget how many times he has left and come back, but I think it's 2 of each. He is a Junior now. Anyway we were talking about last week on campus and how insane it was (see post below). The conversation went something like-a-so:
Me: So how was campus last week?
Him: Wet, and boring.
Me: Was it nuts?
Him: I was going insane stuck up here.
Me: Was it that bad?
Him: Yeah, I almost left on Friday.

Mind you this was before classes even started, but I guess that may have been the problem.

Me: What are you doing over here [by the offices]?
Him: I need to talk to McClean about living off campus.
Me: Um, has anyone ever done that who isn't married? Oh I guess Whaley, huh?
Him: Yeah, he took it the first step, and I am going to take it another.
Me: But he had a reason.
Him: Oh, I have plenty of reasons.
END

The funny thing that I am noticing now is Whaley holds the title for most withdrawls and comebacks with 3 or 4. I think you could take him Donny, but hang in there.

Oh yeah, Bonesaw, Emma, and Claire are back too.

Some people astound me...

2005-01-18T11:05:00.000-08:00

...and I want to kill them. Seems like this BS happens with every disaster.

That was a nice week off

2005-01-18T10:47:00.001-08:00

So, in case some of you hadn't heard, school was closed for the past week due to numerous mudlides, a sink-hole, a river that ate cars, and flooding (I'll try to post some pics). It was the most absurd storm I have ever seen. At some points during the strom it was raining 3 inches an hour. The 126 was closed from Wells Rd to Filmore, the 150 was closed from the Y to Boccali's, and the 33 was closed from the 101 to Oak View. Add all that up and you get one nice week off from work. Monday was wasted by drinking a 30 pack of Miller Lite between Jomo, Josh, and Myself. And the next four days followed in a similar, but more moderate, fashion. I do not have internet at my house so I was unable to post. For some reason no companies offer high speed internet in Oxnard. What the hell is that? They say we aren't in the service area! Not like it matters now. Jimmy already moved into his new Santa Paula apartment, as his wedding is only 2.5 weeks away. Josh and I will be moving in a month to either Ojai or SP. But back on topic. There is a portion of the 150 between Steckel and campus where a 75 ft. section of the dirt under the road is washed away from a landslide. So what's left is an unsupported bridge of concrete over a fairly high and steep cliff. This is going to take many many many months to fix. The options are to drive around the 33, which has taken from 1-4 hours from SP, or park at Mupu Rd and hike the oil road to campus back and forth everyday. I have opted for the latter. This is going to get very old very soon... I need another 30 pack.

Where'd they all go??

2005-01-06T13:44:00.000-08:00

Where is everyone? I drive to and from work now and there is no traffic. It has been like this for 2 weeks. I was told that this is because all the Mexicans go back to Mexico at this time. But that doesn't answer the question since they don't have cars anyway...

Vagisil, Bengay, and Mrs. Dash

2004-12-28T14:43:00.000-08:00

Yesterday I had the pleasure of being the Best Man at my good friend's wedding (Joe Z's). Much Owen Roe wine was drunk, along with a keg of Jeremiah Red from B.J.'s (good stuff). When I was calling to mind all of my memories of Joe when brainstorming for a toast, I remembered one fateful night that makes me laugh and gag whenever I think about it. It was Joe's last night of lock-up as head prefect, so me, triplehooks, and 3 others decided to ambush him on his route. Each of us were armed with a weapon of choice. I was sporting the ever dependable Edge shaving gel, Byrne had the always tasty Mrs. Dash (a festive blend of herbs and spices), Nicky K had a bucket of coconut oil hair styling crap (much like vaseline, but better smelling), Wicke had the muscle relaxing balm known as Bengay (cp. IcyHot), and Triplehooks had a tube of the yeast infection's bitter enemy, Vagisil. Don't ask me why he did. He'll have to tell that story on his own. So we hid from view, ambushed him, and after a short chase, covered his pinned body with the afore mentioned ingredients. It was disgusting. There was some sort of reaction between some of the ingredients, much like mixing bleach and ammonia. Eyes started burning, throats itching. I'm guessing it was the Vagisil, Bengay, and Mrs. Dash, with a hint of coconut. The smell was horrible. We all started gagging and Joe ran to the showers to get the stuff off if him, now starting to tingle because of the Bengay. As he was pulling the shirt over his head, the enclosed focus of the smell made him start coughing and dry heaving all over the bath room. He got into the shower, but was unable to get clean becuase the coconut oil was repelling all of the water. He came out of the shower with the water all beaded up on his skin. And his hairwas akin to that of a DragonBall Z character. The smell lingered on him for about 3 days, and his whole section had to suffer. Ahhh... good times. So, in conclusion, if you need to ambush anyone in the future, I suggest a fine combination of Shaving cream (for volume), Mrs. Dash (for that missing flavor), Coconut oil (for the water repelling and subtle tropical tones), Bengay or Icyhot (for the tingling sensation that lets you know it's working), and finally Vagisil (for the sheer humiliation). Serves one. Enjoy!

Back in San Diego

2004-12-24T19:36:00.000-08:00

So I took the train down from Oxnard to North county San Diego yesterday. Somehow it takes 4.25 hours to get here, but only 3 to drive it. We just had my family's traditional Christmas Eve dinner which consisted of tamales, cottage cheese, home made beans, and fresh salsa. I don't really know where this tradition came from, but it is quite tasty. I have to go wrap presents now for my 9 siblings, because we always open some gifts from siblings on Christmas Eve. Then it's off to Midnight Mass, or maybe I'll procrastinate (see below) and go to the late Mass tomorrow.

This thought leads me to a question? Why do so many people only go to Mass on Christmas and Easter? My parish has 9 Masses in this 24 hour period. What makes people think it necessary to go 2 times a year, but not every Sunday. For me it would be always or never. Oh well, at least it's not this crowded every Sunday...

I know what I want for Christmas!

2004-12-21T14:35:00.000-08:00

I am continually amazed at the things that some people come up with, and confused when they decide to market said idea. This just doesn't look that comfortable to me. Arousing, but not comfortable. A less perverted version of the blow-up doll, pehaps.

German vs. German

2004-12-16T11:01:00.000-08:00

After the late passing of my BMW, the time has come once again to find a car. While I am a huge BMW fan, these cars run a bit expensive. My attention has now shifted to a 2000 VW Passat GLX. And while VW are dependable and pretty hot, BMWs are liquid sex. And for about the same price (~$10k) I can get a 98 328i, a 91 M5, or a 95 M3. I hate making decisions.

Shout out to Seldom Sober

2004-12-15T10:20:00.000-08:00

I would like to extend some thanks to Seldom for the recent linkage. It was pointed out that I am only part Mexican, yet refer to myself as Dirty Senor. This is true, I am a quarter Mexican. The remainder is one-half German and then some other stuff. However the name itself does not come so much come my pervertedness and ethnic background, but from a conversation I once overheard about the red flow, which I mistakingly heard as Dirty Senor. Since then, the name has just kind of stuck (it's also my bowling alias.) But I guess that is somewhat perverted, so it is fitting in 2 senses. Now you know, and knowing is half the battle.

Rotary Club anyone?

2004-12-13T15:24:00.000-08:00

I don't know if any of you have ever been to a Rotary Club meeting, but I doubt it. Today I was sent down to the S.P. Rotary Club meeting, which takes place every week. This was my first, but definitely not my last. What a trip! The school is part of the club, so every week someone from here has to go down there for the hour an a half meeting. It was my turn because neither Shaneyfelt, Susanka, or Collins could make it. The meeting actually takes place at the airport bar which I frequented during my junior and senior years. Unfortunately, there is no booze at the meetings. When I got there, I put on my cool nametag, and got myself some food (it was a Christmas meeting, so we had some turkey, potatos, and salad, finished off with some pumpkin pie.) As I am heading to my seat, the rest of the people stand and say the pledge of allegiance, and then sing God Bless America. Keep in mind that I have no idea what takes place at these meetings, nor what the goal of the group is. I sit down at the table with some cool older guys, Mike, Mike, Luis, and Owen. We eat lunch talking about various things: the Peterson Sentencing deliberations (one of the Mikes is a prosecutor for SP), how much it rains in Panama (Luis is from there), and TAC. When we finish, there are some papers past around with song lyrics on them. We go through the list singing to a keyboard and guitar accompaniment. 60 old people and myself singing along to 2 instruments? Oh, it was hot. The songs were Rotary, O Rotary (sung to the O Tannenbaum tune), Blue Christmas, The Christmas Song, and Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas. After some randon club announcements, some member gets up and starts giving a presentation on his hobby: model ship building (his latest being the Swedish royal warship, Vasa, which was the largest up to that point.) He goes on to give the short history of the ship, which went something like this. The Vasa capsized during its inaugural celebration, sank in the bay (50 feet of its mast sticking out of the water), and was preserved for hundreds of years because of all the shit and piss in the bay, because this is where the streets ran off to. And now it is in a museum, mostly intact. Read more HERE if you want to. And then the meeting was declared finished, a bell was rung, and I was out of there. So this happens every week. Songs are sung, meals are eaten, announcements are made, and random people talk about whatever they want to.
And I still have no clue what the club is about...

For the love of your vertabrae, don't flee the cops!

2004-12-10T10:59:00.000-08:00

The craziest news story I've ever seen.
So I'm searching through old news reports, when I come across this article. It's absurd, some guy gets his head caught on a wrought iron fence after falling about 30 feet. What would it be like to have your last earthly vision be your body lying in front of you, seperated from your head, as the blood drains from you new found "flesh wound?" Looks like a scene from Predator 2.
GRAPHIC IMAGES

You've been warned

A site for recent TAC grads (mainly 2004)

2004-12-10T09:03:00.000-08:00

You could go here, here or here, but I recommend there.

Violence at a heavy metal show?

2004-12-09T14:29:00.000-08:00

No way

A warning for you men with laptops

2004-12-09T11:48:00.000-08:00

Click Here

Or if the warning came too late, go here.

Shistiest week ever.

2004-12-09T11:32:00.000-08:00

So last week was pretty much the worst I can remember, and I can remember a lot, like breastfeeding. I spent my Thanksgiving weekend up in Oregon (about 1000 mile drive) with my brother and sister-in-law and the relatively new nephew/God-son. After many failed attempts at hunting for ducks and geese, but luck at the poker tables, we headed home on Monday. Oh, and at least USC spanked Notre Dame. About 2 hours into the drive I get pulled over by some bitch of a bike cop. He proceeds to give me a ticket and then comment about how I've put on some weight since my license photo 6.5 years ago. I wonder if I can use that against him in court. But I can't go to court, unless I want to head back to Oregon, and I don't.
Then on Wednesday, I'm heading home from work. At some point between getting in the car, getting fitted for a tux, running out of gas (I had a gas can), getting more gas at a station, and going into the apartment, I lose my damn phone. Now granted it was a cheap phone, but it did what it had to. Replacements and activation will cost about $100 for another crappy phone.
Then the kicker. On friday, after gorging myself on half price sushi (sounds dangerous) I start to head home. As I am looking back to change lanes, the cars in front of me decide to come to a sudden stop. I decided not to, or at least decided to too late. Wham! Right into the back of a Chevy Cavalier and he goes into the back of a Jeep Cherokee. The Jeep was undamaged thankfully, but the Cavalier was pretty messed, as was my car. It was a 90 BMW 325i and worth about $3k, but it was in nice shape and had 199k miles on it. I didn't even get to see it roll over to 200k! The car is being bought by my insurance company, so now I have to find another car, which I hate.
So that was the worst week ever.
I'll post some pics of the car when I get them developed.

Better late than never

2004-12-09T11:19:00.000-08:00

I too, like my friend Triplehooks, have decided to embark on the journey known as blogging. I was wondering if I would actually blog on a regular basis when I realized that I work on a computer 8 hours a day. I am a "research officer" (sounds authoritative, doesn't it?) at a California liberal arts college. That's it for now. More to come, including how I wrecked my favorite car ever, the BMW 325i (Farewell my dear.)