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Saturday, September 11, 2004

DaiThe2Flu: I could've used you in hollister the other night, we got jumped by a roving youth bike gang
Newelljack: HAHAHAHA
Newelljack: this I gotta hear
DaiThe2Flu: we were just sitting on the street in front of a friend's house and these little kids ride by on bikes
DaiThe2Flu: for some reason, the guy I was with asked if they were freshman and the kid goes "what? you've never seen a mexican before?"
DaiThe2Flu: they ride off, two different kids ride by, tell us not to talk shit
DaiThe2Flu: we laugh at them
DaiThe2Flu: they ride off
DaiThe2Flu: next thing we know, we look down the street and there are like ten to twenty kids on bikes riding towards us
DaiThe2Flu: and we all thought it was hilarious
DaiThe2Flu: this little kid, maaaybe three and a half feet tall throws his bike down and is like "don't talk shit motherfucker"
DaiThe2Flu: he must be like ten years old
DaiThe2Flu: he walks up to this guy mason (friend's brother) who's turned and started walking away, jumps up -because he can't reach him- and slaps him on the face
DaiThe2Flu: now I suddenly get pissed off cause this guy's tiny and he thinks he's all hard.. he's wearing like a collared button up shirt
DaiThe2Flu: so I grab him and like five guys surround me, someone hits me in the face, then they freak out because my friend ame went inside and they leave because they think the police are coming
DaiThe2Flu: all in all, it was hilarious
Newelljack: wow

Monday, August 30, 2004

I know I haven't posted in a while, but with work and the bars, I really haven't had time. however, Hayden said something that could not go without repeating...

SailinIrie: the girl all the way to the right
SailinIrie: annie
SailinIrie: fuuuuuuuuuuuuck
SailinIrie: her breasts are worth fighting a war over

Monday, August 02, 2004

today was rather interesting...

I bought a washing machine for $50 since ours broke last night. cameron and I tried to fix it with duct tape, but it wasn't happening. luckly someone I knew from work had mentioned they had one for sale a few days ago...odd timing, huh?

then later I talked to my good friend jenna and we counted the times we had actually seen each other in the 4 or 5 years that we have known each other...only 5 times. this wouldn't be that amazing of a number if it weren't for the fact that we are so close. I always seem to go from talking to her a lot to not hearing from her for a while, but for the past few months it has been pretty consistent.

saturday night I went out to the bars downtown. well, first we had plans to see a band play in Los Osos, but we didn't want to pay the $10 cover when we got there, so we drove back. the car we were riding in overheated at the corner of LOVR and Madonna, so we pushed it to the curb and walked back to josh's house. I played football with josh for 6 year back in turlock and he just moved to SLO a few months ago. he decided he didn't want to go downtown anymore, so I met up with my roommate for a few beers then ran into some friends from work and ended up hanging out with them. met a couple nice girls and then walked home around 2...it is so nice to be able to walk home from the bars.

I'm going to work early tomorrow, so I better get some sleep. if anyone wants to go to the midstate fair this week, let me know.

Monday, July 26, 2004

well, I knew things had been going too well.  the breakup didn't work they way I had hoped.  I figured we both knew what had to be done and that we could just step down a level and still be friends, but that wasn't to be.  however, I think we tried talking again too soon.  maybe things will calm down in a week.
 
isn't it weird that at the end of every relationship, you start thinking about those in the past?  there is one that keeps popping into my head more and more often lately.  I had known this girl for what seemed like forever and I was honestly in love with her.  however, I made a huge mistake and many little mistakes after that, all which have resulted in us probably never speaking again.  I wish her the best and sometimes I even check her blog just to see how she is doing.  I have come to realize that there may never be a place in her life for me again, even as just a friend.  I miss her completely and I want her to know that I never meant her any harm.  as for kharma, I believe it exists.


Saturday, July 24, 2004

wow, its been over a month now since my last post...sorry to keep everyone in suspense.  things have been really busy with the moving (not only my own move, but my job of moving everybody and their sister).  I love the new house, its right by downtown in SLO.  someone we moved the other day was going to get rid of their small leather couch, so I took it home with me.  made a nice addition to our living room. 

things with cc had been going awry lately and I wasn't quite sure what to do about it.  yesterday we sat down and talked things out and decided we probably shouldn't be together.  it was rough, but I think for the best.  it seems like ever since heather and I split, I just haven't been the same.  I just wish things didn't happen the way they did.  I haven't even talked to her since april.  I hope things are going well for her.

well, its saturday and I have the next two days off work, so I better get to doing something away from my computer.  have a good weekend.

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

I realize that it has been a while since I have updated, but that is because so much has been going on and I have hardly had a chance to sit down. the only reason I have time now is because one of the things that has been keeping me busy is spending the week in sacramento. you've guessed it, I have a new girlfriend. technically I met CC in february, but we didn't really start talking until the middle of may, when we really hit it off. things are going very well, especially since we are both staying in SLO all summer.

last night's party was a blast. you know it was a good party when four squad cars pull up on a monday night. the SLO PD was being cool, but the campus cops were being dicks, shining lights in everyone's face. I just can't remember if this was before or after our 3rd keg (technically 4th since the neighbors had a keg too and had torn the fence down ealier that day). did I mention it was monday? I got up and left around 10, came home and had breakfast, then went back to bed until 2:30. of all my tripped-out dreams, this one has to take the cake. all I can remember was that I was in england and some irish ship was after me. to get away I was going to lure them in front of my castle and have people in the castle fire cannons at them while I am in my ship up river. but first I had to get to my ship, which meant I had to swim by their ships. when I got to shore I was in some town and for some reason or another everyone had to go into locker rooms and take their clothes off. I was (and still am) totally confused about this part. sometime around this point is when I woke up. I'm not sure what it means, but it does rank up there with me as a mediocre international spy. maybe I should stop drinking.....

I found out last week that my ex gave me scabies back in january. at the time when the itching started, she insisted that I did not have it and even after seeing three doctors, nobody could pinpoint it. finally I saw my family doctor back home who gave me the bad news. now I'm cured, after 6 months of thinking I was slowly dying. thanks heather, really appreciate it.


oh yeah, the weenie roast was awesome!
story of the year: great
yellowcard: GOAL!
new found glory: still waiting for that to come true
hoobastank: headache
the killers: who?
the yeah yeah yeah's: no no no
modest mouse: vain mo-fo's
cypress hill: me "who knew they were still around" cc "I love them!"
the hives: hi, 2001? yeah, I have your music here, thought you might want it back
velvet revolver: does that make sense to ANYONE?
bad religion: at least one word is right...
beastie boys: I'm not worthy! I'm not worthy!
the strokes: sure got me off

Friday, June 04, 2004

just got back from work...

and what a great day it was. seriously, I'm not being sarcastic. even after a bit of confusion last night (job going from ready to canceled back to ready) I showed up ready this morning and wound up on a different job because someone was running late. we got to the house at 9, but nobody was there. after an hour of phone calls and waiting, the client showed up so we could move 5 pieces. how nice is that? the only thing heavy was a desk that does not even rate in my top 10 heavy-ass items. when we got back, I picked up my pay check. much to my surprise, it was quite substantial. however, it was lacking the time I spent observing jobs. after checking into it further, it turns out I had two boxes at the warehouse and each one had a check in it. now I can start making bigger payments on my card. so with the checks safely deposited in the bank, my day just got better. usualy, a trip to the post office can ruin my day. but there was a spot right in front of the post office, didn't even have to use the structure. these little things make me so happy. although, I think most of this happiness is a direct result of school being over. just a few more days of work and a small final, then I can pack up the jeep for a bad ass KROQ weenie roast, then head home for a camping/4-wheeling trip.

Monday, May 31, 2004

tonight I found out that I am officially a "super nice guy" as reported by four drunk girls. part of owning a jeep is knowing that not everyone else understands the top-down mentality and learning to live with that. but when dealing with these people, it is also important to keep their personal needs in mind. that is why when I am driving at night, I typically keep a sweatshirt of some sort in the jeep for just such an event. tonight my friend britney called me, asking for a ride home from a party. she was with three of her friends and they all needed a ride. since I had been going top down on the jeep since january, I packed accordingly.

when I got to the party, it was just 5 or 6 guys and the four aforementioned girls. britney was trying to drag the other three to leave, but the guys were not making an easy time of it. being a guy myself, I knew exactly what they were doing. the girls were throwing all the typical excuses at them, trying to find a way out, but the guys were well practised in the art of sexual cohersion. when we finally did break the threshold and get outside, the guys showed their true colors by making snide comments towards myself and britney for not offering our friends up on an auction block for the guys to take advantage of. there is nothing worse than a sore loser. if you spend an evening working towards a sexual goal only to have it slip between your fingers, take it like a man. just go to your room and jerk off like you do every night. don't admit your goal was only to have sex by acting like a jerk. at least keep some dignity in case you run into the girl again. I hope the girls understand what was going on, but being that they are all very attractive I am sure they have encountered this many times before.

back to getting the girls into the jeep...

as each of them climbed into the jeep, I handed out the sweatshirts that I brought along with me. I have never seen a happier group of drunken roommates. the whole ride home they talked about how great of a guy I am for being considerate enough to bring sweatshirts for all of them, even though they were so drunk they probably wouldn't even feel cold. and not only did I keep them warm, I saved them from a group of real jerks. so, here's to me, mr. sober driver without ulterior motives.

stuff like this helps put things into perspective. being on the other side now helps me realize how big of a jerk guys can be. I just hope I never have to beg for sex again.

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

many of you have pointed out that I have not blogged in a while. that is mostly because nothing too important has happened that is worth mentioning, let alone logging in and typing out. however, this morning's events warrant such action. I woke up on time for class (that was my only positive)only to realize that I cannot find my wallet. I stopped at Albertsons on my way home last night, so I know it had to be somewhere in my house or between there and the store (1 block) counting my loses, realizing I would be late for class if I didn't leave soon, I got on my bike which by chance did not have a flat tire (I do not consider this a positive because it is supposed to be that way, but it just hasn't been happening lately) no wallet between my apt and the store... So there I am, riding to class, when the left crank just falls off...for the second time. realizing I can't put it back on, I walk my bike the rest of the way to class and arrive 10 minutes late. sans wallet, bike and breakfast, I walk to the bus stop to go home. before the bus arrived I remembered that because I didn't have my wallet, I didn't have my ID, so I didn't have a free ride. I explained my situation to the bus driver and she just pointed at the sign that said something about requiring ID or pay fare. that's right, she just pointed, said nothing, until I explained my story again which drew a response of "I am like one of those professors that just don't care what your excuse is." the only consolation I had was calling the bus company to report her, and the man I spoke to on the phone seemed more than eager to regulate on her. I called luke, but he was busy at work, so I had no ride home. so now I have to sit here until my next class starts and hopefully I can talk someone into giving me a ride home afterwards. if this is karma, I hope what ever I did to deserve this was fucking worth it...

Friday, May 07, 2004

thanks to my good friend bobbi!!

Auto response from b7precious: HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY JACK!!! :-D (hope last night wasn't too crazy for you ;-))

Thursday, April 22, 2004

current song: run; snow patrol
current mood: buzzin' off that coffee, wheeeeee!

my text book just defined "rational planning" as "planning conducted in a rational manner" we have to pay for this shit?

Monday, April 19, 2004

one more note today...the nba playoffs have adopted the black eyed peas 'lets get retarded' as this years theme; however they changed the lyrics so it now says 'lets get it started in here' gotta love being PC
alright all you rugby fans out there...I just got back from the first two rounds of playoffs in colorado and here are the results for cal poly:

Round 1: Cal Poly - 54; Texas A&M 9
Round 2: Cal Poly - 46; BYU 29

by winning both games, cal poly has qualified for the final four held at Stanford on may 1 and 2. round 3 action will be on friday vs. air force academy. winner plays the winner of cal vs. navy on saturday.

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

you guys all gotta check out this site, its hilarious. gotta love the faaaaaaaaaar right wing, word of God people. also, when you are done checking that out, go buy Angels and Demons by Dan Brown, great book and a quick read (570 pages in 4 days)

Friday, April 09, 2004

new cell # - 805-704-7364

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

stolen from tessa's profile: the most tragic thing you will ever hear is the voice of someone you love more than life itself saying "i don't want you anymore."

Monday, April 05, 2004

a line from one of my favorite songs...

and I will lie awake, lie for fun and fake the way I hold you, let you fall for every empty word I say

Monday, March 29, 2004

current song: holla back; fabolous
current mood: mixed feelings

today was a momentus day...just shaved my sideburns. that's right, after 5 years of faithful service, I did away with them. looks good, except for the patch of white skin that hasn't seen sun in 5 years. part of a new life I guess...holla back youngin'

Sunday, March 21, 2004

off to ireland...see you when I get back, suckers!

Monday, March 15, 2004

I love when people can sense my sarcasm online...I'm such a jerk

Newelljack: sure hope you have fun down there in LA
Newelljack: should be a big adventure for a small-town girl going out to the big city
Newelljack: big hopes, bigger dreams
carebear6029 signed off at 10:39:46 PM.

Thursday, March 11, 2004

current song: naked and famous; presidents of the united states of america
current mood: energetic

ok, I have been severly lacking in the current event/social satire section, so here you go. I'm sure everyone has heard about the whole Kobe Bryant case, being accused of rape and what-not. a typical defense is to undermine the accuser and destroy her credibility. well, with her testimony now being required (typicaly, sexual history is not admitted as evidence) I don't think Kobe's lawyers have to do much to destroy this girl's credibility. check out this section of a report from espn.com

Bryant's attorneys, however, say the information is important because it will show the woman had a "plan" to have sex with Bryant, perhaps to win the attention of an ex-boyfriend. The defense has also suggested the woman was injured during sex with someone else, saying she had multiple partners during the week of her encounter with Bryant, including someone within 15 hours afterward. The woman's attorney, John Clune, has called that claim "patently false."

now, I'm not a girl but I would assume if I were and had been raped, I would not be having sex with someone else 15 hours later! but if that is the case, then I'm headed to Vail this summer...colorado chicks are easy. what a slut. for the whole report, see the report

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

decided to give the blog new life...enjoy!

also notice the time of this post......stupid projects

Tuesday, March 09, 2004

learn something

Saturday, March 06, 2004

current song: light and day; polyphonic spree
current mood: happy and a little sore

well, its over. the 2003-04 scrfu season is officially over and both first and second squads finished undefeated. first squad will take the #5 seed at the sweet 16 national tournament in colorado springs in april and second squad has all but finished the year. just an alumni game, possible match vs. Cal seconds and the santa barbara tournament remain. my goal is to make the top 30 squad that travels to colorado.

I would like to start a boycott against AT&T cell phones, but they were just bought out by cingular this month. so I guess you just shouldn't worry about it. but AT&T still sucks.
Auto response from b7precious: procrastination is like masturbation, it feels good until you realize you're just fucking yourself

oh man, bobbi...

Friday, March 05, 2004

current song: positive contact; deltron 3030
current mood: much much better

a note for all of you out there, if you are feeling down because of something that has happened in one of your relationships, the best thing to do is just wait a day then talk it out with the person. I was feeling pretty down last night and most of the morning. even though I thought I was right, it still hurt knowing that the other person disagreed. well, we just talked it out and now I am feeling a lot better.

and now for something completely different...

all you poly kids out there with nothing to do this saturday, head out to the sports complex on highland and watch the rugby team finish an undefeated season against univ. of san diego. kick-off is 1pm for first side and 3pm for second squad (my team). both squads are undefeated.

Wednesday, March 03, 2004

you know you had mrs. prusack at turlock when you can have this conversation with a friend

Newelljack: you know me and semantics
Newelljack: we close buddies
strOkesoco: dude i heard semantics talking shit about you in the hall the other day
strOkesoco: at least thats what alliteration told me
Newelljack: yeah, well onomonopaei told me that he saw alliteration and rhyme getting it on in the gym
strOkesoco: dude consonance is gonna kick his assonance for that
Newelljack: the vowel crew rolled into the conjunction junction today and started throwing suffix' on the wall
strOkesoco: haha my jaw just dropped
strOkesoco: high five for that
Newelljack: and you wouldn't believe that the dangling particple actualy told the present participle he was yesterday's news
Newelljack: thanks
strOkesoco: yeah you can stop now

Sunday, February 29, 2004

for those of you not in the know, I thought I would let you know that on friday night we beat up on UCSB rather handidly. I would like to tell you how the game went, but I wasn't able to follow very well. you see, I had been drinking a little bit before the game. then after the game. then again a bit later. you know you party too much when you are using the keg to fill up your empty beer can. as for being drunk at the game, I am super honest when I've been drinking. so I told the friend of a girl I knew freshmen year that I used to stalk the girl, who was also there. it was good to see her again and she was actualy friendly, but 2 years too late. of course, if I had been a girl and known me freshmen year, I don't blame her. I look back and wonder what the hell I was thinking. oh well, live and learn.

so I was goofing around on www.collegehumor.com tonight and saw a link for www.drinkingstuff.com and that led to www.drinkinggamerules.com I recommend each site to you all when you're bored.

on a sad note, heather was supposed to come down this weekend. got time off work and everything. but when she went out to her car she noticed that someone smashed up her windshield last night. completely shattered. I feel bad that I don't get to see her, but I feel worse that something like that happened. even worse because she had such a bad week. you know your boss is a moron when you tell them you need to be off at a certain time so you can make it to your other job, but they won't let you off, so you lose the second job. then at the last second they give you the time you need, except said job is already gone. punk ass bitch. now she has the time off for tomorrow because she was going to come down and she finished all her homework early for the same reason. now she is going to be lonely and bored, a double-whammy.

note about partying...you know you had a good time when someone wakes you up at 8:30 AM and offers you a ride home on their way to work. doesn't hurt if you're still drunk too. thanks chris.

Thursday, February 26, 2004

hi ;)

Wednesday, February 25, 2004

I AM IN LOVE WITH HEATHER MURTAGH!!

Tuesday, February 24, 2004

another week of rugby, another big win. it may not have been 130-0, but it was still a big win setting us up for a final showdown with Santa Barbara here on friday night. yeah, that's right, friday night. social event of the week. hopefully we can get some riots to match this weekend's mardi gras parties. my god man, crazy. I missed most of it because I didn't leave my appartment until after 11. but I did see the helicopter and some riot cops with laser sighted weapons, aimed at me. no arrests though. for me at least. can't say the same for the other 140 people who did get arrested. poor chaps.

so yeah, friday night, 6 pm at the sports complex, come watch us mop up on UCSB. dress warmly.

Friday, February 20, 2004

so I just remembered that when I was in San Francisco last weekend I got lunch at a chinese place on campus at state. and when I was ordering the combo, in between my selections the woman said, "and then?" just like Dude, Where's My Car...it was pretty funny. just thought I would share that.

Thursday, February 19, 2004

current song: never there; hoobastank
current mood: stuffed, that was a good lunch

I know some of you have been desperately waiting for a new blog, so I will hit you with one. you pickin' up what I'm layin' down? lately things have been going pretty well. last friday we traveled down to play UCSD in what should have been a rugby game, but turned into something I have never seen before in my life. I mean, I know our firsts are a good team, but 130-0? that's just not right, but when you put up 20 points in the first 15 minutes of an 80 minute game, the other team tends to give up. as for the seconds game, we struggled to find a rhythm in the first half, putting up just 12 points (my first two tries ever!). the second half was a different story. after giving up a long run to make the score 12-7, I picked the ball out of a 5-meter scrum and walked into the try zone to complete my hat trick. after that the ball got spread around more and the final score was in the 50's.

when I got back from san diego, I drove up to san francisco to see my good friend heather for valentine's day. its always fun to stay up there, her roommates are always nice and don't mind me eating their food. the only problem with the trip was when I woke up sunday and couldn't move my neck. after seeing a doctor, I picked up a bottle of valium and was set for the rest of the weekend. its almost all better now and I expect to play against long beach on saturday.

on a sad note about rugby, tonight is the last night that we will have Mike Howe from South Africa coaching us. it was a great experience having someone so knowledgable about the game here to teach us some of the finer points. hopefully we will all take something from it and that will make our game that much better. can we hit 150?

let's see, what else...nobody wants to hear about school. anyone know of any internships with developers on the central coast for next quarter? how about during the summer? I need a freakin' job. not that I don't looooove VGs, but I am kinda sick of the freshmen. oh yeah, luke and I are also looking for a house available in july. any potential roommates out there? let us know.

well kids, that's all I got for right now. one last thing, boo CEQA.

Monday, February 02, 2004

current song: jude law and a semester abroad; brand new
current mood: holy crap, did anyone else see the lightning and hear the thunder that shook my window?!?!

damn, that was pretty sweet. not often do we get storms down here, let alone ones that flash lightning and thunder loud enough to shake my window. I always loved the rain. I have a thing about moving water and streams. when I was a kid, I would go out in the neighborhood and race sticks down the gutters to see which would make it to the drain first. and now that I am in san luis where we actualy have streams and rivers, I like to watch the water levels rise and speed up.

as for my weekend, a win in rugby and a nice nap during the superbowl left me wanting nothing. however, hosting visitors can wear you out. that is if you actualy do things for them. all I did was let them in the door. now I have to pick up after them and do the dishes. and now the xbox is gone, the beer almost finished and I still have to bring the tv back upstairs. not to mention homework, laundry and studying for my midterms. gotta love it........

Sunday, February 01, 2004

current song: pinch and roll; the aquabats
current mood: think I'm still drunk

well, right now its 1, just a few hours before the big game. as you may have read, or can read in a second, I have quite a superbowl drinking game lined up. one problem, I don't really feel like doing it! mostly because last night we were playing Madden on the xbox according to the same rules...until about 4 am. some point around 3 some guy knocked on our door and asked if he could play too. being the friendly drunks we are, we let him in. friendly drunks...thats not really true. dave was telling a story and I held up my hand and made the whole "blah, blah, blah" motion, then he grabbed my hand and tried to break it, so I punched him in the nuts. well, of course he didn't realize that the nut-shot was for grabbing my hand, so he punched me back, total kidney shot. if I hadn't been on the verge of puking, I probably would have retaliated once again. but being a 'friendly drunk' I recovered and returned to kicking his ass in madden. back to the random guy...think his name was nate...said he is here visiting his sister for the weekend. never met his sister, only about 4 doors down though. oh well. ok, time to go buy food and what-nots for the game. my pick - patriots.

Wednesday, January 28, 2004

I got a little bored today before class and decided to develop a Super Bowl Drinking Game. This way you can participate in the action with out danger of injury. Well, depending on how sloppy of a drunk you are. Just copy and paste to your favorite word processing program and make sure you have plenty of beer on hand come sunday.

Super Bowl XXXVIII Drinking Game

Touchdown finish your drink*
PAT - Kick take a drink
2-point conv take two drinks
Field Goal
- successful take three drinks
- failed take two drinks
- successful 40+ take four drinks
- failed 30- take four drinks
- game winning finish your drink

Punt take a drink
- fake punt take two drinks
- successful fake take three drinks

Interception take two drinks
INT return for TD TD +2
Fumble take two drinks
Fumble return TD +2

Kick return for TD TD +4
- opening kickoff finish your drink

Instant Replay
- Call Stands take two drinks
- Overturned take three drinks
- in endzone add two drinks

Going for it on 4th
- successful take two drinks
- failed take three drinks

50+ yard TD take five drinks

QB sack take a drink
Holding take a drink
False Start take a drink
Inelligible Receiver take a drink
5-yrd face mask take a drink
15-yrd face mask take two drinks
Pass Int take a drink
Off Pass Int take two drinks
Offsides take a drink
- 1st down result take two drinks

Rules - all players pick a team to stick with during the game. You can choose to play with or against
your team. That is to say, you can drink when they do good, or you can make your opponent drink.
ex: playing with your team - Patriots score a TD, anyone who chose Patriots must drink
ex: playing against your team - Patriots score a TD, anyone who chose Panthers must drink
opposite applies on penalties, so if you don't drink when Patriots do well, you DO drink when they fuck up
OR- you can play by everyone drinking every time something above happens
OR- make up your own rules
* drink amounts can be changed, as long as they are agreed on by all players prior to kick off


Tuesday, January 27, 2004

for those of you who are interested in viewing photography, check out my friend Matt's page...he has some pretty random shots that are quite interesting.

Wednesday, January 21, 2004

college is a time for new experiences, right? well, this weekend was full of em. ever hear of a little game called 'edward 40 hands'? well, if not, I will take a second to explain. the game is played by taping a 40oz bottle of your favorite alcohol to each of your hands. the goal is to finish in as short a time as possible, by either racing your friends or trying to beat a personal best. in my level 1 action, I took on two bottles of bud light in a short 20 minutes. I got some recognition for this, but because it was just beer and not malt liquor (which boasts a significantly higher alcohol percentage) my time cannot technically compete with Hayden (38 minutes) and Joe (28 minutes). I think next week we are going to race each other in an epic three-way battle for "40 hands" supremacy. two words for you beckman....bring it

the other new experience was into the underground world of sushi. my good friend sarah is quite a sushi fanatic so I thought she would be a good tour guide, and she did not disappoint. as I write this, I am fresh back from feasting on spicy tuna, shrimp tempura and scallops. freakin great. I'm going back as soon as I can afford to.

yeah, so that's what I did this weekend.
well damn, I had no idea it had been over a month since I last told you mo-fo's whats up. mostly because I talk to everyone on a regular basis anyways so I didn't feel that it was necessary to bore you all twice. but for those of you unfortunates who don't get to hear from me all the time (or would those be the ones who do?) I shall now bestow upon you the workings of my christmas break and the like.

ok, so after an average finals week and my first 3.0 in a year, I packed my bags and hit the road for a week of snowboarding in colorado. but before we hit the slopes, we hit the strip. Vegas, baby. we rolled into town around 1 am feeling pretty good thanks to our good buddies Crown and Seven. after a small pre-party in the hotel room, we rolled over to Hard Rock and that is where I got ditched thanks to my being only 20. but not worries, I was buzzing and ready to wander around. deciding not to pay for a cab, I walked the mile or so from Hard Rock to the Bellagio. it wasn't that bad, other than I was totaly paranoid. having missed the fountain show and the buffet, I checked out a few other casinos then went back to my room at Excalibur.

the next day we woke up bright and early, sometime around 11, and headed back on the road. somewhere in utah we pulled up next to some fine looking ladies at about 80mph. an attempt to talk to them was an exercise in futility, plus they were headed to Vail. Derek managed well, but it being Peter's parents' car, needless to say, Peter was a little scared about running next to another SUV at that speed. Now comes the time that I can't remember... At some point we got to Steamboat, I later got out of the car and puked, then got dragged into the condo where I resumed my puking for about an hour, climbed into bed, got kicked out, climbed into another bed, passed out then woke up the next morning ready to shred. And but what to my surprise, 25 inches of fresh powdered had arrived! With nobody on the hill and my knees burried in powder, I had the best day of boarding ever. The only problem was trying to find the condo when I was done. Since I don't remember coming in the night before and I was just following Mark when we left, I didn't know how to get back on my own. 45 minutes later, I was where I was supposed to be.

our condo complex had an outdoor hot tub that was much to our liking, as on the first day we met a group of girls who were staying a few doors down from us. and luckily for me, this year they were actualy from cal poly, not georgia! we hung out with them the rest of the week and went to a few parties, a place where we got to cook our own steaks and a few more parties. the bus ride home was hell, as I was on the verge of the nastiest flu in the history of man.

and then I was in Turlock.......

yeah, turlock. which wasn't so bad, short of the hole somewhere in my throat. well, at least the one that wasn't supposed to be there. made it painful to swallow and damn near impossible to eat fudge (oh the humanity). on top of that, my stye that I have had since last february swelled back up to mammoth proportions. but everything else was smooth sailing, good family, nice presents and no emotional fits by anyone. guess we can credit that to there being 5 fewer people this year. not that it is their fault exactly, but adding my oldest brother, his wife, her daughter, and their two sons creates extra stress that nobody needs. plus, I would have been kicked out of my room...again.

now comes new years. big city san francisco, baby. micah, megan and I rolled into town early, saw the sights, ate the food then hit the booze. can somebody say margaritaville? after some confusion as to when the train would arrive, half of us made it on and the other half waited impatiently for what seemed like hours, but was at most 20 minutes. thankfully the group that made it on the first train had waited for us at the next station and we all rode happily to embarcadero to watch the fireworks. that is after we ran for 5 minutes trying to find a place I thought was sure not to exist. but we finally stopped with about 30 seconds to spare. however, the girl I most wanted to kiss as the clock struck 12 was kissing someone else, so I did the same. the walk home was in the rain as we passed the first two train stations on foot. heather and I were making drunken happy new years calls which wound up with me talking to an old friend who I hadn't spoken to in over 2 years. I think its cool now, we talk again, though I don't think it will ever be the same.

then back in SLO...

for the most horrific weekend of rugby practice that I can remember. and I even missed a day! but that got us ready for our 45-0 win over stanford (first side won 72-0). we're all the better for it as we start league play this weekend against UCLA. that is if my legs ever recover from monday's hour of sprints.

well, I think that is everything you all have missed since my last blog, so I hope you enjoyed this journey through my break. hope you are all jealous, because it was one bad ass break. I think I can safely say that it was the best ever...until spring break in Ireland this march!

Wednesday, December 10, 2003

you have no idea how happy I was to read this...I hate those bastards

Tuesday, December 09, 2003

well, its finals time again...and that means wasting massive amounts of time on your computer. to help out all my friends with that, I decided to provide a list of great time wasting websites. enjoy! and goodluck on your finals.

Homestar Runner
Toothpaste for Dinner
End of the World
CIA Factbook

Sunday, December 07, 2003

as a naturally happy person, I have a hard time understanding how through the devices of alcohol some people can become angry, upset and generally belligerent. I am a very excited person when I drink and last night was no exception. While at Denny's, I had to decide between a strawberry, vanilla or chocolate shake and in order to do so, I designated each of my utinsels as a flavor. The fork was chocolate, the knife was vanilla and the spoon was strawberry. I then proceeded to jumble them all together and pick one out. Strawberry shakes are good. Then I thought the waitress might want to hear how I decided. I also used the same system to explain the BCS rankings to my non-sports interested roommate. I believe he was confused. And then it came time for the battle of quotes...the night before my roommate came home drunk, I asked, 'are you drunk?' he responded, 'no, I'm drizzunk.' Well, that might have been funny if he were Snoop Dogg, but he's not. Last night, I seemingly remember having said, in a Cartman voice, 'I'm not drunk, I'm big boned!' Now that was funny.

Thursday, December 04, 2003

now this is one reality show I would watch... Antebellum Island

Wednesday, December 03, 2003

another link for you people...toothpaste for dinner

Monday, November 24, 2003

well, in case you don't enjoy my new "wacky canadians" and "did you know..." at least you can get a laugh at this and make sure you all thank Tessa for the link...
well, I missed the year anniversary of my blog (by about 3 weeks) but I did want to honor it with a tribute to something I used to always do. now, I had a hard time deciding between a "did you know..." and a "those wacky canadians" so I think I will do one of each. also, if there is something you want to see me bring back, let me know. hope you enjoy!

CBC SPORTS ONLINE - They may be older and a little slower but can still put on a show. "It felt like we were 10 again, but with the legs of 50-year-olds," former Montreal Canadiens' great Guy Lafleur said after Saturday's Heritage Classic alumni game. Both clubs, sporting toques and wide smiles, wowed the 57,167 fans at Commonwealth Stadium with end-to-end rushes and numerous scoring chances. "The air is so cold ... the lungs can't open up," Linseman, catching his breath on the Oilers' bench, offered during a stoppage in play. The game-time wind-chill was -28 degrees. When asked before the game if he would attempt to block any shots, Oilers' defenceman Paul Coffey said, "You didn't see any of those out of me for 20 years, so you won't see any out of me today." But most of the players didn't seem to care about the weather. It was all about re-living some old memories and creating new ones. The players even reached back to yesteryear, shovelling snow off the ice between the first and second 15-minute halves. "Everybody is so happy to be involved in this," former Oiler great Mark Messier, the only active NHLer in the game, said during a stoppage in play. "It's unbelievable to see so many fans come out to see this game." "The whole concept was just fantastic," added Lafleur, who would like another crack at the Oilers oldies. "I would go for a rematch," he said. Responded former Oilers captain Wayne Gretzky: "Our team needs a year to rest."

only canadians would play hockey in -28...not to mention the 57,000 fans that sat through the entire 7 hours between the old-timers game and the regular season game that followed.

now, for a "did you know..." it would just be too easy to say something about Michael Jackson. such an easy target, so I'm going to come up with something else...

Did you know... (Nov. 24, 2003) -- An officiating blunder gave Baltimore critical extra time in its fourth-quarter comeback victory over Seattle, the NFL said. NFL supervisor of officials Mike Pereira said both the 40-second clock and the game clock should have been restarted after an officials' conference over a penalty call with 58 seconds left in regulation. The Seahawks had the ball and led 41-38. Because the clock wasn't started, the Ravens had 39 seconds left instead of four or five when they got the ball back on downs at the Baltimore 33. They ended up tying the game on Matt Stover 's field goal following a key 44-yard pass interference penalty. Baltimore won 44-41 in overtime. "The clock was not started at the proper time, which was an administrative error by the officiating crew," Pereira said in a statement. Ravens coach Brian Billick conceded that his team benefited from the mistake by referee Tom White and his crew. "There was, I believe, an administrative error in there, in that the clock should have been wound more quickly," Billick said. The mistake came after the clock stopped with 58 seconds left when head linesman Ed Camp threw a penalty flag. He thought offensive tackle Floyd Womack lined up as an ineligible receiver for Seattle on a second-down play on which Shaun Alexander gained 3 yards to the Baltimore 33. The Ravens called their final timeout at that time, but the clock was stopped for the officials' conference in which it was determined Womack had reported as eligible. The flag was picked up. Pereira said the conference negated Baltimore's timeout, leaving the Ravens with one more. But he said the officials erred in not restarting the game clock and play game clock after the conference. If they had, Baltimore would have been forced to take its final timeout or let the clock run down by 40 seconds or more. Instead, the clocked remained stopped until the next play started: a run for no gain by Alexander on third-and-1. That allowed the Ravens to use their last timeout with 44 seconds left. Alexander again carried for no gain on fourth-and-1, the clock stopped automatically for change of possession. Baltimore got the ball back with 39 seconds left and mounted the tying drive. "It got a little confusing," said Billick, who was fined $15,000 earlier in the season for criticizing the officials. "The official threw the flag because he wasn't aware that 77 (Womack) reported. That's standard procedure. That stopped the clock. We expected that the clock would then be restarted and were prepared to call the timeout. But as they were getting it done, the clock wasn't starting. I thought, let them run that and then we'll call timeout."

stupid refs. sorry for the huge block of text, but I thought the entire story was relevant. hope you all enjoyed my year anniversary of the blog and have a happy thanksgiving!

fire ze missiles!

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

The New California Governor has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the state, rather than German, which was the other possibility.

As part of the negotiations, The Terminator's Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5-year phase-in plan that would become known as "Austro-English" (or, perhaps even better, "Austrionics".)

In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, thiss will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of the "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.

There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with the "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.

In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are! possible.

Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling. Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.

By the 4th yer peopl wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v".

During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten styl.

Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.

Sunday, November 09, 2003

Auto response from GuitarBen: way away from here

by the way, that's Ben from yellowcard...ripping off his own song

Friday, November 07, 2003

this is what happens when you grow up in Turlock...this song was written by my friend Mark and his band, The Dover Hills Experience

Song: Onion John Album: Robots Are Watching Me (When Enemies Appear)

Play the drums and wake the neighbors
Reveal the valedictorian's sexual favors
Get to use a new computer
Find a space ship and quickly loot her
Hold a bum's sign and let him play frisbee
Spend a month living in a teepee
Fly a plane early in the evening
Don't answer the phone and ignore its ringing
Write a song to make everyone happy
Compose a melody to cause ecstacy
Thrash the drums until crowds appear
And always play music without fear

Wednesday, November 05, 2003

this is why you shouldn't study abroad in Australia....

BalletStef: I had a dream that all of Peakock estates was on fire and that there were kangaroos hopping around

Monday, November 03, 2003

Well, I know that I always make fun of Canadiens, but this one was just as funny. Guess it is just what happens when your country is a spin-off of England. Not including America....


It was revealed on Monday that the 29-year-old Sydney labourer Tapumanaia Lautasi, who ran onto the field late in the match and attempted to tackle Springbok fly-half Louis Koen, was one of eight spectators that tried to invade the pitch.

However, police and security staff managed to stop the others.

This was revealed at the Samoan-born Lautasi's court hearing in Brisbane on Monday. He pleaded guilty to the charge against him and was fined AU$1,200 (US$850). In his plea he stated he had been drunk at the time and apologised, saying he had "drunk eight heavy beers in one hour".

But he may yet face a far bigger penalty than just the fine. Strath Gordon, the Media Manager for the Australian Rugby Union (ARU), said that they would consider imposing a life-ban against Lautasi.

According to the Sydney man, he was on his way to the toilet, when he "spotted a gap and ran onto the pitch". He added that he "wet himself" as he lay unconscious on the turf.

Thursday, October 23, 2003

ok, so who is adding all the hyperlinks to my page? well, its not just my page, but rather something I have noticed lately. certain words on every page will have a link to some sort of weird page. such words are football, ass, and date. what is the deal? is it just my internet explorer, or is someone else having the same problem? just thought I would point this out...

Tuesday, October 14, 2003

stRokEsOco: actually i love it for the spice girls
stRokEsOco: but keep that on the dl

oh yeah, and earlier she admitted to listening to avril...sooooo busted

Monday, October 13, 2003

uh oh...I changed the template, now I can't get it back
I wanted to share something...but I can't change the font to wingdings. tessa, you know what I'm talking about.
another weekend, another loss for the slo panthers. it seems to me that my football team enjoys letting other teams win, because for the second week in a row we have played against inferior teams only to let them score at will. as for our offense, wtf? 2nd and 8 on the 30, 50 seconds left to go, down 21-16...qb audibles and our running back doesn't catch on. you can guess what happens next, and if you saw the niner game, you have a pretty good picture. yeah, you got it, we fumbled. other team just had to kneel to run out the clock. oh, and to make things worse - the game was at 1 pm in BAKERSFIELD (california's version of hell) on a park field with only one goal post.

so with that, I returned home to reading assignments and projects, a possible hairline fracture in my leg, sleep deprivation and a -1 for the monday night game.

war is my profession, war is my obsession, there is nothing I like better than a violent intercession. war, its good for me. what's my name? THUNDERCLESE!

Sunday, October 12, 2003

I just downloaded a bunch of elvis songs (shhhh!) can't say I ever really listened to much of his stuff before now, but come to find out it is pretty good music. way ahead of his time. but if elvis isn't for you...check out the band below and have a nice day...
october nights
You are October Nights from the album One For The
Kids. You are the romantic, nuzzling in a
lover's embrace means the world to you.


What Yellowcard song are you?
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Friday, October 10, 2003

something to share....

last night, while trying to balance the alcohol with food, I heard one of the funniest things in my life. a group of 5 or 6 german exchange students ordering mexican food in broken english to a mexican immigrant working the register who I had trouble understanding on my own. needless to say, it was quite a challenge for these young germans to get their chicken burritos. and when they did, I believe they said it tasted like "monkey shit". weird shit man...
alright, so I'm not exactly sure who reads this thing, so it is hard to entertain at my highest potential. so if you've been reading it, let me know. also, let me know what you would like to see. should I bring back the "did you know..." columns? or should I go back to making fun of Kyra? it's a brand new year, so let me know.

Tuesday, October 07, 2003

I have some super-intelligent friends...don't let your eyes fool you!
http://www.coxar.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/

carebear6029: i can't display what you sent me
Newelljack: read it more carefully
carebear6029: i can't read it
carebear6029: oh i see

Girlie541: hey the website isn't working
Newelljack: read it carefully
Girlie541: what's it supposed to say?

Saturday, October 04, 2003

what an eventful two weeks of school. oh wait, I mean uneventful. it was fun getting to see everyone after a summer off, but now that I have 3 classes with most of them......yeah. we lost our football game tonight, so that was sad. on top of the giants losing. damn, today was a pretty bad day. oh well, tomorrow will be a new chance for the niners to lose. then my weekend will be complete. hi giselle.

should I move to germany when I graduate? I don't know what I want to do there, but I think it would be cool to go with by my friend and have a familiar face. or should I go to switzerland? guess I should get a hold of mike and see what he thinks so far. oh well, now I'm just talking to myself.

last night's party was pretty decent, considering when we showed up there was only 1 other person and no alcohol. next thing you know, 50 people I didn't even see come in and the keg is empty. somewhere during this I fell down. also, anyone else know how much it sucks to listen to a girl who you have been hitting on for a few months tell you how nobody likes her? kinda feel invisible. oh well.

some advice for everyone...have a few beers with dinner every night. it makes homework a lot easier to take and just puts a nice end to the day.

Sunday, September 21, 2003

THINGS THAT HAPPENED THIS SUMMER:

1 - found out i was on AP
2 - took summer school classes, and passed
3 - crashed my car
4 - subsequently, bought a jeep
5 - "met" two cuesta freshmen
6 - saw finch in concert in SF
7 - joined a semi-pro football team
8 - subsequently, destroyed my right knee, and quite possibly my right hand
9 - bought tickets to see yellowcard the week school starts
10 - saw flogging molly and got a copy of the set list signed

what did YOU do?

Thursday, September 18, 2003

SailinIrie: what a fucking asshole!
SailinIrie: holy shit
SailinIrie: alright
SailinIrie: we're kidnapping him this year sometime
SailinIrie: torture him for a few hours
SailinIrie: throw him half naked out of a moving van while blindfolded during Farmers Market

where were you all summer, hayden??? glad to see you back...

Wednesday, September 17, 2003

I don't feel like blogging right now...

Thursday, July 03, 2003

The way we see ourselves and where we place ourselves in the world we create, or accept as reality, is important to how we function in everyday life. It is the clothes we wear, the car we drive, the way in which we communicate with others; it is what we dream at night, the reason we wake up in the morning and it is the answer to the question – why are we here?

Damn I'm profound at 1 AM...

Thursday, May 29, 2003

"Can I get a litre of cola"
"Litre Cola? Do we make Litre Cola?"
"Just order a large, Farva"
"I don't want a large Farva, I want a goddamn litre of cola"

Wednesday, May 28, 2003

With all the trouble I have been having here these last few weeks, my friend Lang was able to put things into perspective for me, "you have to realize that although most people seem content, many have their own problems as well..but somehow, they get through..we all have some sort of problems..you're not alone because a lot of people feel alone..and most of the time, many may not realize that"

Thursday, May 22, 2003

ok everybody...I was talking to Lang tonight, asking if she had seen any good blogs or xangas lately (I guess xanga is the next wave, but I'm staying faithful to my blog) and she sent me this, which happens to be one of the funniest websites I have ever seen in my life. It may take some time to read, but it is well worth the effort. Enjoy you sick freaks.

Monday, May 19, 2003

Oh my God, Brian! There is a message in my Alphabets!! It says, "ooooo"
Peter, those are Cheerios.

Sunday, May 18, 2003

Where does Hayden come up with these???

Auto response from SailinIrie: the problem with the world is that everyone is a few drinks behind
We were hacking into the Ben and Jerry's Mainframe to change Captain Kirk Crunch to Chocolate Chip Chewbacca...
I don't know who these people are, but I saw this conversation on someone's away message and thought everyone should see it.

lees: well, girls today often don't realize how much they've benefited from feminism.
ali: but do you think it is right when they try feminism when they is drunk at a party or whatever with a few mates?
lees: what does "trying feminism" mean?
ali: you know, try a bit of feminism, and when they is sober the next day, they get back together with their boyfriends?
lees: what, being lesbian? are you talking about sexuality?
ali: aiii, for real.

Sunday, May 11, 2003

Ok, now if anyone is untrusting of the media, its me (or Hayden.) And that includes all forms of media; print, television, radio... But when stories do not have any spin, they can show you something interesting. Here are two articles from the media, about the media. This kind of follows along with the New York Times reporter in Iraq that called out liberal media for incorrectly reporting looting statistics in Baghdad. For example, one news teams reported 17,000 anitquities missing from the city museum. The actual number was 25. Only 16,975 items off...anyone can make that mistake. Ok, now on to the "Real Deal" (can we really trust anyone who names their column that???)

Ever heard of the book ‘Harmful to Minors?’ If not, you’re going to hear about it now. The book gives a green light to pedophiles and encourages Americans to be more accepting of children and grown men having sex. The book calls for lowering the age of consensual sex to 12. It suggests that when young children want to have sexual contact, grownups should butt out. It also gets lots of its quotes and research from so-called experts who openly support pedophilia. And that’s not the most outrageous part of this story: The most unbelievable part is that this child abuse manual just received the Los Angeles Times Book Award. In doing so, the Times judges praised the book as “a cogent and passionate critique of the war against young peoples’ sexuality.”

Oh really? How about telling that to Elizabeth Smart. How about telling that to the thousands of children molested, raped and exploited by adults every year. How about telling that to young teenage girls who get pregnant while they’re in middle school? It’s beyond outrageous. It’s just plain crazy to think the L.A. Times has embraced the concept, through this award, that 50 year-old men should be able to have “consensual sex” with 12 year-old boys. Just when you think the elitists in the media couldn’t get any more out there, they prove you and me wrong. You know what? Wackos write books all the time. That’s not news. But what is news is that now, the L.A. Times has put its Good Housekeeping seal of approval on child abuse. It is all that is wrong with modern day liberalism.



Now CNN admits it had evidence of Saddam Hussein’s human rights atrocities and refused to reveal it to the viewers of the world. In many instances, the CNN bigwigs actually knew Saddam Hussein was imprisoning and torturing some of their own employees but they refused to report the truth to the world because that may have gotten them kicked out of Baghdad. After all, that was a city that helped make the network what it is today — but at one point CNN even refused to pass along information to Saddam’s own son-in-laws who had defected that they were being lured back into Iraq to be killed. Now because CNN failed to warn these two men, they were murdered by Saddam after giving weapons inspectors’ key information on Iraq’s nuclear program. Now CNN says what it reported would have endangered the lives of its Iraqi employees, but I say if they couldn’t safely report the truth they should have closed up shop, reported what they already knew, and told the world that Iraq was not a country where journalists could safely operate. Now what’s the point of having a bureau at all if you can’t report the truth?

By withholding critical news about the brutality of Saddam’s regime, CNN was complicit in the lies that it told the world by the Iraqi Information Agency and by Saddam’s Ambassador to the United Nations. CNN kept critical information from the worldwide audience and they may have contributed to global opinion against the war. If the world really knew what was going on inside Iraq that country may have been liberated much, much sooner. But when it counted, CNN kept its mouth shut. Now it’s going to take more than a mealy-mouth op-ed in “The New York Times” to clean up this mess from Mr. Jordan and his bosses at CNN. They created it when they abandoned the people of Iraq simply to keep a news bureau open in Baghdad. I personally hope for their sakes that CNN’s position in Baghdad was worth the price paid by Iraqi blood, because the men, the women and the children of Iraq needed CNN to tell the world of Saddam’s atrocities before his statues were pulled to the ground. Shamefully they didn’t and Mr. Jordan’s op-ed in this case just doesn’t cut it because that half hearted apology is way too little, way too late.


Thursday, May 08, 2003

One intellectual has said: "Whether a Democrat or Republican wins, it will be the same old gang. You will have no chance to vote a meaningful third party. You will have no chance to vote for peace or war; for social medicine, housing or decent education. Why? We know the reason. It is because the United States is no longer a democracy... We are ruled by a minority armed with wealth and power. This usurpation we must fight." Those sentiments, so applicable to the pressing issues and circumstances of today, were actually written 40 years ago by W.E.B. Du Bois, the founding editor of this magazine (Crisis). Du Bois has come to be regarded as the preeminent intellectual of his time. His opinions were not always popular, but he was even willing to run afoul of the NAACP, an organization he helped found, in order to be heard.


I realized something tonight while reading for my Planning for Multiple Publics class...I want to join the NAACP. Yes, you heard me, the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People. I have a very innappropriate feeling towards racism in our society. It is my belief that black "ghettos", racial profiling, unemployment and poverty are all problems can be resolved by blacks, and blacks alone. How did upper-class white society force blacks to create gangs, smoke crack and buy guns? I understand that there is racism in our society that has created housing projects and kept poverty-stricken blacks out of middle-class suburbs but who really created the violent african american stereotype? Not all blacks are violent drug users. There are plenty of well-to-do african americans that have gotten educations and are productive members of society; what happened to the rest? It has been 140 years since the Civil War that freed the slaves and another 40 years since the beginning of the Civil Rights movement, how long does it take to get your shit together? Prejudice and racism has existed for the extent of human history. There is not one culture or race that has not served as slaves for another race or culture. The Jews, the Anglo-Saxons, Koreans...the list goes on. Slavery, while dispicable and innappropriate, is part of everyone's history. I do not believe that "reparations" should be made.


Now, back to the NAACP. I, like them, believe that rap artists are detrimental to the advancement of african americans in our society. Forty years of civil rights movements, from Martin Luther King to Rosa Parks to WEB Du Bois have been all but erased by the likes of 50 Cent, Nelly, Lil Kim and Snoop. Songs about rape, guns, drugs and the like create a new stereotype of blacks. But is it a stereotype? Or is it grounded in the fact of what they are rapping about? Not all rap is like this. Many young blacks see it as the only way out of the ghetto. It is their escape from the pain and hunger they experience and they use their new-found fame and fortune to move out of the ghetto then also remove their family and friends from the same social pains. Yet there remain the few that blow away their fortune on custom Escalades and other exotic cars. What is the reasoning behind this? Are we supposed to feel sorry for them for their having grown up in the ghetto?


Now for you Poly students...for those of you fortunate enough to be white middle-class, or 75% of the school population, I hope you read Tylor Middlestadt's letter to the editor (mustang daily, may 7.) In this letter, Tylor blames whites for being white. That because of our color of skin we are automatically given advantages over minority races. As if I chose to be white, Tylor. This feature was given to me by my parents, it is nothing that I chose. Now, I am not saying that I do not benefit from this fact or that I want to give it up...but I should not be hated against or looked down upon because I am white. I have never participated in racism, hell, I just said that I am going to join the NAACP. Ugh...I'm sick of this. Deal with it folks.....send your hate mail to jpnewell@calpoly.edu

Wednesday, May 07, 2003

happy birthday to me....

Friday, May 02, 2003

Newelljack: and I will interject...she can't marry him!
ArsinehArakel: lol
Newelljack: she must marry me!
ArsinehArakel: haha dude drama
imagine. im all like.. "good one john, go on mr pastor"
and ur like "no for real, he isnt right for you I AM"
and i start cracking up as usual
Newelljack: and don't stop
Newelljack: just keep laughing
ArsinehArakel: klol of course
Newelljack: like always
ArsinehArakel: and ur like "nevermind"
ArsinehArakel: lol
Newelljack: walk away
Newelljack: just walk away
ArsinehArakel: lol

Saturday, April 26, 2003

I'm not drunk....I'm wasted!!!!

Friday, April 18, 2003

I know I used to advocate Hayden getting out more...now I think he should stay home, at least during CRP 203

SailinIrie: fucking serbian nazi
SailinIrie: seriously her people are genocidal freaks
SailinIrie: im just waiting for the day she walks into class full uniform with her sargeant and points to us saying "Checks" and "Slavs" Groietzcka!
SailinIrie: thats serbian for KILL THEM
SailinIrie: it haunts my dreams


Thursday, April 10, 2003

"I'm 19, 8 months pregnant and on my own. I am working to become a mentor for adolescent children." Dammit, is this who we want to teach our children? Everyone else who hates those damn ads here in SLO, RISE UP WITH ME!

Wednesday, April 09, 2003

Go Red Wings! And Giants! And Kings!
You know sororities are desperate for money when they have a spring rush. What happened, did you design a really cute rush shirt that would just look fab with your sunglasses with glued-on sequins and platform sandals (also with matching glued-on sequins)?
I never have and never will eat a Krispy Kreme donut...deal with it.

Thursday, March 27, 2003

Now, if in case you still are unsure of my stance on the war...I think that what we are doing there is the only chance we have to find out Iraq's true capabilities. We are a week into the war and nearly to Baghdad, probably some of the best military efficiency seen to date. On this road to Baghdad our troops have met with and overcome stiff resistence as well as hundreds of Iraqi troops willing to lay down their weapons and raise their arms in celebration of the coming of the liberators. Not to be forgotten are the 100 or so missing 3rd Cavalry uniforms, munitions hidden in elementary schools and gas masks/chemical suits to protect Iraqi soldiers. Now what would Iraqi soldiers want with chemical suits? I thought they didn't have any chemical/biological weapons? I understand that war can be a little hard to swallow sometimes but we, as a world power, cannot sit idly by and watch innocent people be killed by their own government or watch this same government attack its neighbors at an alarming rate. What would have happened in times passed if America had stayed at home while Russian soldiers killed innocent Afghanis or Viatnamese farmers? Where would the world be if the United States did not flex its muscles in West Germany? Now, I am all for America staying out of foreign affairs that we have no business with (Bosnia, Israel even if it is kind of our fault, Central America) but Iraq poses a threat to the world. You may say that they are weak and defenseless, but do you really want to wait to find out? I really wish that the inspections would have worked but think about it...if your parents asked if you had a bag of weed in your room, would you give it up?
for those of you who thought Saddam was an OK guy and just needed some direction, listen up...

WASHINGTON (CNN) -- Iraq has executed some prisoners of war in what the Pentagon's No. 2 general described Wednesday as one of many "disgusting" war crimes committed by forces loyal to Saddam Hussein. "They have executed prisoners of war," said Gen. Peter Pace, vice chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, in an interview on CNN's "Larry King Live." Pace did not elaborate. Earlier in the day, Pentagon sources told CNN they were looking into a report that Iraqi soldiers shot dead seven U.S. Army soldiers as they were surrendering with their hands up Sunday. Iraqi television showed video of five U.S. soldiers in custody after their capture Sunday and the bodies of at least five other soldiers who had bullet wounds to their foreheads. Iraq has since taken two U.S. Apache helicopter pilots captive and shown video of them. To the families of the prisoners of war, Pace said the U.S. military is doing "everything we can to locate and free their sons and their daughters." "I don't know what to say to them that could help ease their pain. I can't imagine what they're going through," he said of the families. "We all hope and pray that this war can end quickly so that we can repatriate POWs."

General: Iraqis hang woman for waving to coalition troops. The Marine general said that what has surprised him most about the first week of fighting is the extent of war crimes carried out by the Iraqi regime. In addition to the execution of POWs, he said, Iraqis have used civilians as human shields, stored weapons in schools, set up command posts in hospitals and pretended to surrender only to open fire. In one case, an Iraqi woman was hanged after she waved to coalition forces, Pace said. "I've never seen anything like this," he said. "To do it so blatantly so early, not only is it a surprise, but to me it's disgusting." Earlier, the International Committee of the Red Cross said its teams in Baghdad and Kuwait are negotiating over access to Iraqi and U.S. prisoners of war. But to date, their teams have not had contact with the prisoners. Pace said coalition forces have captured more than 4,000 Iraqi soldiers. (Full story)
The seven known U.S. prisoners of war are:

• U.S. Army Spec. Joseph Hudson, 24, of the 507th Maintenance Company. He and four others were taken prisoner Sunday after their convoy was ambushed by Iraqi forces in southern Iraq.
• U.S. Army Pfc. Patrick Miller, 23, of the 507th Maintenance Company.
• U.S. Army Spec. Shoshana Johnson, 30, of the 507th Maintenance Company.
• U.S. Army Spec. Edgar Hernandez, 21, of the 507th Maintenance Company.
• U.S. Sgt. James Riley, 31, of the 507th Maintenance Company.
• U.S. Army Chief Warrant Officer David S. Williams, 30, of Florida.
• U.S. Army Chief Warrant Officer Ronald D. Young, 26, of Georgia.

Williams and Young were both in an Apache helicopter when it went down Monday near Karbala, about 60 miles southwest of Baghdad. The Pentagon has said a search-and-rescue operation was launched immediately after their helicopter was lost, but it had to be called off due to heavy Iraqi fire in the area.


Sorry I haven't blogged in a while...been busy...but not as busy as these bloggers:

support our troops

Lt. Smash
Blogs of War
Sgt. Stryker

Friday, March 21, 2003

Newelljack: I should show up high
Newelljack: um, your honor, I feel that my ticket should be erased because...because...damn, I need a milkshake

in reference to how I think I should fight my skating ticket tomorrow....

Thursday, March 13, 2003

Ok everybody...I just found a new best site on the internet. It is similar to a blog, but more interactive and of course better done. It was like he created this site for bloggers to put this link on their page. So rather than sending individual pages of his (see below) I will just give you the home page. However, before I do that, you should see "Rejected Wheel of Fortune Puzzles" Now you can just navigate yourself to the home page. Unless of course you are Kyra and you don't know how to navigate yourself in the bathroom...
For those of you who are skeptics of our landing on the Moon (Hayden), please check this site for a written transcript of radio communication between the Lunar Module and Houston on July 20, 1969. Where is my wallet??

Friday, February 21, 2003

Please do not drink and AIM...you will make an ass out of yourself. Take it away Hayden!

edsonic621: anywho
edsonic621: im gota singnn off befoer i make a fool of myself
edsonic621: later man
edsonic621: see youtomerorooeoew
edsonic621: whoa
edsonic621: tomorow
edsonic621: tomorrow
edsonic621: lo
edsonic621: that sa fucnnny word
edsonic621: sweet
edsonic621: good fucknning gimees
edsonic621: lol
edsonic621: shit
edsonic621: im fucked uppp

Wednesday, February 19, 2003

Well, I made it home safe and sound. 60 some hours out of California, mostly in Atlanta and way too many in God knows where, 35,000 feet above the ground. I hate flying. Well, I just hate commercial aircraft. Why can't United Airlines just build a plane with 20-some seats, a hot tub, some lounge chairs, big screen tv and a playstation 2? For what they charge on those damn tickets I think it is quite feasible. At least when I got to Atlanta I was ready to have some fun. Oh wait, I fell right asleep because I had been up for nearly 36 hours straight. If traveling were not worth it, I would never leave my house. However, too many good things were waiting for me on the other side of the country, so I had to go. Atlanta was no less than amazing. While I did not see much of the city, the little that I did left a big impression on me. No, I didn't run into any buildings, so I don't mean a scar. Wow, that was horrible. Anyways...I was surprised to see Phillips Arena filled with Red Wings fans instead of Thrashers, but that was to my advantage as a life time Wings fan...so when we won 6-2 there weren't any major problems. It was my first professional game where I did not see anyone get thrown out, much to my disappointment. I've seen many drunken fools hauled away from Candlestick Park, whatever the name of the A's stadium is and the Pepsi Center in Denver. Maybe this just shows how bad our economy is...people can't afford the $6 beer to get drunk on. It makes sense. We all know how I spent the rest of the weekend, so I guess I don't have to go into details. Well, that explains my hiatus from the blog, I hope to get some new stuff on here soon. I am in the process of writing a letter to the editor of mustang daily, I will let all of you know how that goes in due time.

Monday, February 10, 2003

Thank you googlism!!! You have explained everything.

weed is all we need
weed is a weed is a
weed is back
weed is growing
weed is art
weed is good for you
weed is a weed is a weed
weed is a damn good thing
weed is our freind
weed is too harsh
weed is but an unloved flower
weed is called a poorman's weatherglass?
weed is a flower
weed is not mukunawanna
weed is a perennial wildflower with orange
weed is got me high lyrics
weed is good 4 you*420*
weed is no more than a flower in disguise
weed is a plant
weed is one of gods natural creations
weed is again the crop
weed is a boon to garden
weed is from the earth
weed is got me high
weed is that?
weed is a weed is?
weed is a friend indeed

what do you want to know about?

Thursday, February 06, 2003

What a pretty ceiling...

Monday, February 03, 2003

I never thought this day would come...the day that my very own mother would contribute to the blog. However, its not as if she actualy wrote it. Thank God I taught her how to cut and paste, or the world would be in lots of trouble. Everyone ready for a mass email???

THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK:
- Indubitably - Innovative - Preliminary - Proliferation - Cinnamon - Aluminum

THINGS THAT ARE *VERY* DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK:
- Specificity - British Constitution - Passive-aggressive disorder - Loquacious Transubstantiate

THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK:
- Thanks, but I don't want to have sex. - Nope, no more beer for me. - Sorry, but you're not really my type. - Good evening officer, isn't it lovely out tonight. - Oh, I just couldn't. No one wants to hear me sing.


You are blue. You are somewhat innocent, in the fact that your genius only extends to the physical world. You have a false sense of contentness. You are usually the quiet one, the genius. Everyone can count on you to help when they have problems, but you only fall short of being able to solve your own.

What inner color are you?


Sunday, February 02, 2003

SIGNS THAT HAYDEN NEEDS TO GET OUR MORE: #3 - Auto response from edsonic621: The Night of the Iguana can lick my (expletive deleted) (expletive deleted) while I (expletive deleted) its (expletive deleted)(expletive deleted)

Friday, January 31, 2003

"What is with the scroll on the bottom of the news? Can't somebody stop that? I don't want to read, that's why I'm watching TV!!!!" -- Jerry Seinfeld

Thursday, January 30, 2003

hahahaha...whatever that means

How dumb are you?

Wednesday, January 29, 2003

SIGNS THAT HAYDEN NEEDS TO GET OUT MORE: #2 - Auto response from edsonic621: hunting my closet gnomes with sporks

Tuesday, January 28, 2003

The microwave is a great substitute for the clothe's dryer when you are in a hurry

Monday, January 27, 2003

Kyra strikes again! Luckly, I don't have any classes with her this quarter; yet two funny things happened to come to my attention this past week. While attending my section of 202 for an afternoon, I noticed that Kyra had her backpack on after being in the classroom a good 10 or 15 minutes. I did not notice it earlier, so I asked her if she was going somewhere. Her response, "oh, no...I just forgot to take it off. I always do this." Wow, what to go Kyra. Also, Jarrett told me that she fell into his pool, so when I asked about this, she said that she didn't know if she did or not. I think falling into a pool fully dressed is a memorable occaision, especially within 3 days. But...that's just Kyra for you. Until next time, watch out for Kyra, she might hurt herself while you are drinking a soda and it will make you spit it out your nose.
Did you know... Here's what we know, and it starts in the third quarter of Portland's win over Memphis, when official Scott Wall called a foul on Wallace with 9:45 left in the period. Wallace then tossed the ball toward Wall, who had his back turned. But Donaghy saw it, thought Wallace was throwing the ball at Wall and gave Wallace a technical foul. Wallace was angry -- "Ask him (Wall) if he thought I was throwing the ball at him!" Wallace allegedly said to Donaghy after the technical was called -- but stayed in the game and finished with a season-best 38 points, with 10 boards. For the most part, Rasheed Wallace, right, has stayed out of trouble this season. Then, about an hour after the game, Wallace was speaking with Memphis guard Brevin Knight and signing autographs for an acquaintance of Knight's when Wall, Donaghy and Steve Javie, the third ref, came walking past on the way to their car. Wallace shouted at Donaghy, "That was a bull---- call and technical, and I'm gonna get my money back," referring to the fine players receive for getting T'd up. Donaghy then shouted back, "Watch the tape." Wallace then took some steps toward Donaghy, and said, "No, you watch the tape," and cursed at Donaghy. Donaghy cursed back at Wallace. Wallace reacted by raising his arms -- as if to throw a punch, the league believes, moving toward Donaghy, who moved toward Wallace. Wallace then yelled at Donaghy, "I'm gonna kick your ass, punk-ass mother-----," and that the league viewed this as prima facie evidence of a threat against the official -- the major reason for the seven-game suspension. And it is clear that Wallace's past runs-in with referees played a part in the severity of the suspension, even though he has greatly reduced the number of technicals he's received in the last two years, from 41 in 2000-01 to 27 last season to just five through his first 37 games this season.

I really don't know what to say about this. You are free to draw your own conclusion as to if this is a sign of the fall of our society or just some racial profiling gone sour.

Sunday, January 26, 2003

SIGNS THAT HAYDEN NEEDS TO GET OUT MORE: #1 - Auto response from edsonic621: shakin like a dog shittin razor blades

Friday, January 24, 2003

Ok, now I understand that minors are not allowed to purchase alcohol. I understand that it is against the law to sell alcohol to minors. Yet, knowing all these things, I still attempt to purchase alcohol; this is a problem because I am a minor (in case you didn't know). However, I had a plan. I borrowed a real ID card from a friend who looks quite a bit like me, except for one minor problem. We have different color eyes. I did not think this problem would surface, I mean, who looks at eyes? I memorized every part of that card, knowing that I would be quized. I knew "my" birthday, my address, my expiration date and I could even sign my name. However, I did not know my own name. I completely froze. Now, how is it that I nail a zip code that I saw once, but forget my own damn name!!! Well, we will still be getting shitty tonight, so it doesn't really matter. Damn you Cork n Bottle!!!! I want my ID back, I swear its real.

Tuesday, January 21, 2003

What can I say? Just read it...

CALGARY, Alberta -- Edmonton Oilers coach Craig MacTavish ripped out the tongue of Calgary Flames mascot Harvey the Hound after the 6-foot-6 dog repeatedly taunted him at the bench. With the Flames leading 4-0 early in the third period, Harvey -- a 200-pound white dog with a foot-long red tongue -- began mocking MacTavish during a timeout. When play resumed, Harvey moved behind the bench and continued to razz the Oilers. At another stoppage, Harvey leaned over the glass behind the bench which prompted MacTavish to grab the tongue, rip it out and throw it into the crowd. Undeterred, Harvey kept leaning over the glass. MacTavish reached for a hockey stick but was calmed by Oilers trainer Ken Lowe. Several Oilers players squirted Harvey with water bottles before security moved the mascot away. ''(Harvey) was in a place he shouldn't have been,'' Flames spokesman Peter Hanlon said.

Oh those wacky Canadians. Never know what they're going to do next.


Monday, January 20, 2003

You tell me, fuck stick.
I apologize for not blogging in quite some time. I appreciate your patience. As a good way to bring the blog back, I thought Hayden should open it up. A good rant is always in order. So here it is, straight from the mouth of the loco gringo:

OK, so the movie "National Security" comes out today and I've got some major beef with not only this movie, but movies in general lately that I need to get off my chest. That beef stems from one thing: black jokes. Now I'm not talking about the kind that guy you know who's kind of out of touch tells and precedes with "I'm not racist, but..." I'm talking about black jokes told by black actors to entertain white audiences who feel okay laughing at black people when other black people tell the joke. And you'll notice that the joke doesn't even have to be funny for white people to laugh at it. The other day, when watching one commercial for "National Security," I counted four separate black jokes like "Oh no, even the light is white!" in one thirty second commercial. That's a capitalization on white guilt every 7.5 seconds! Anyway, you get the point.

Also, in today's stupid news:
Kangaroo Jack opens at #1 at the box office this weekend.


WHAT IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE????
...im just wondering what it is that makes the entertainment industry in this country so freakin' STUPID? Actually, its the population that is retarded. I bet there was some kind of subliminal "you must go see this" message in the previews for the movie. Who knows, people. This stuff goes on every day everywhere. We can't escape it. Now, for those non-believers of TV brainwashing, consider this: You all know those stupid infomercials pitching some brand-new top-of-the-line household product that everybody just HAS to have because of the gains in free time they will get insted of, oh say, cleaning the kitchen. Now, it appears as though a wet cloth on the end of a long stick will do the entire job inside a thirty second time frame, as portrayed in the commercial. That might be minor, but also pay close attention to those infomercials that have a very FUZZY background of white light. It appears as though all the light in the room is perfect, and there's usually some really nice outdoor motif outside an open widow somewhere in the shot frame. The white light makes us see the room as alluring, it draws us in. And for what better purpose than to get us to focus on the product and how we can't possibly live without it. Also, these companies advertise them as being sold in "just SEVEN easy payments of ONLY 29.95" or someother sceme to make it sound like the product is cheaper than it really is. Now compound those payments together and you will come up with a sum NO LESS than 70 bucks for anyproduct pitched in this manner. Then take notice at the shipping charge. From five to twenty bucks just to get this piece of crap to you. And guess what happens when it finally comes. You gotta put the damned thing together with instructions written in some foreign language, commonly where it was assembled, then translated to english by some halfwit with a very limited english vocabulary. Then, if youre lucky enough to get the thing working, I GUARANTEE it won't last more than a month in your house, whatever type of job it was designed to do. ITS A SHAM, people!!


now i hope you all learned an important lesson.


PUT AN AXE thru your TV and read a book. The things it will do for you. ANd, never believe anything youre told. EVER. especially on TV. :) good day




Thursday, January 16, 2003

It's become obvious that I need to convince women to pour mustard on me....

Saturday, December 28, 2002

Response(s) to today's question; If both of your hands were removed and you could not replace them with two new/prosthetic hands, what two things would you replace them with?

BaBeTtE141: ooh a whip
BaBeTtE141: and a 15 inch black rubber cock

Should I feel threatened???

Top 10 Places to Have Sex:

10. Elevator
9. Beach
8. Park Bench
7. 50 Yard Line
6. Staircase
5. Hammock
4. Limo/Taxi
3. Changing Room at Abercrombie
2. Airplane
1. Anywhere that I am present

Wednesday, December 11, 2002

Twas the night before exam week, and all through dorms, not a student was studying, this was usually the norm. Kegs in the kitchen, jello shots in the hall -- thanks to the liquor, it was a late night for all. Passed out all around, the kids all slept tight. When they woke up the next day, they thought, 'Man, whatta night!' 'We're too hung-over to study' they shouted with cheer. So to hell with exams, just bring on the beer!

thank you Giselle, and to think you go to a private school....

Tuesday, December 10, 2002

Sunday, December 08, 2002

why is it that I have such a hot girlfriend, but there just happens to be a ton of other people in the library??
call...don't aim
First, I would like to apologize to all readers of my blog. I understand that I have been seriously lacking interesting content the past few days, even weeks. But it isn't entirely my fault. I mean, I get my inspiration from the people and if you don't feed me I can't produce. I would love to tell you about all the interesting things that happen at work or the funny things said in my labs, but by the time I make it home and have time to spit it all out, it is no longer funny. Plus, only some of you even know each other, so none of it would make sense anyways. So what I am trying to say is, please give me some ideas! Tell me what you would like to see on here...stories, jokes, songs??? I would go back to the questions, but nobody answers me back!! Except for Hayden, but that's because he knows what it is like to have a blog; the pain we feel each and every night, knowing that we are opening ourselves up to you people. I seriously need some original material. I can't make fun of Kyra forever. Well I could, but that would get boring. Maybe when I get new courses next quarter I will be inspired by nuances of my professors and classmates. That's all I can promise you, I'm sorry.

Thursday, December 05, 2002

"Yesterday in court, singer Bobby Brown told reporters that kids should stay away from cocaine and marijuana. Bobby Brown's exact quote was, 'kids should stay away from my cocaine and marijuana.'"

"Today is the day before Thanksgiving, the biggest travel day of the year. In fact earlier today, Anna Nicole Smith even got off the couch."

"Earlier, Today, Nicholas Cage and Lisa Marie Presley announced that they are getting a divorce after 4 months of marriage. After hearing about it, Jennifer Lopez said, '4 months! Wow, what was their secret?'"

The Greatest Talk Show Host, Conan O'Brien


It's time to make a stand...if I think that something is funny, dammit, I'm gonna laugh at it.
Right now it is 4:30 in the morning...I just got home from my wonderful lab. LA 213 is finally over, forever. Thanks for the articles, Heather. They are very well done, above most professional levels (of course, I read the Turlock Journal, but still, good job). I can't wait to see more...you're gonna do big things. Heather's Articles

Wednesday, December 04, 2002

why do roommates have to suck so hard? and i'm not talking about mine....
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! fuck that new CRP printer...I think there will have to be an entire course on learning how to use it...it shouldn't take 30 minutes to print a page...if that thing didn't cost more than my life, I would go Office Space on that mo-fo. At least it isn't midnight yet...then it would be over

Monday, December 02, 2002

oooo, fajitas....
Well, Kyra strikes again. Or so it would seem.... I'm not a professional linguist, or Korean for that matter, but I think I have an idea on how to pronounce the car company Hyundai...and it doesn't sound like Honda. There is a 'u' in it, right? Not an 'o'. Somebody tell Kyra...please

Tuesday, November 26, 2002

Tonight my roommate and I determined that Skee Ball freakin' rules. Plenty of people have foosball tables and air hockey tables, but who has a skee ball lane in their house???? Well, we almost did. Ebay has a classic skee ball lane up for auction for only one-hundred bones (as per the real slim shady(theonewithallthemoves)). However, this item is located in the shitty town of Cincinatti, OH. This jerk thinks that he can only ship to local towns. WHY NOT TO US IN CALIFORNIA??? Upon measuring our humble apartment, the real slim shady(theonewithallthemoves) and I determined it would only take up about 25% of our living space; which is well worth it for skee ball. What is better than rolling wooden balls down a felt covered ramp in an attempt to land the balls in holes of decreasing size (yet increasing point value)?? The answer to this question, my friend, is not blowing in the wind. No, the answer is NOTHING! We thought of some cool prizes that we could give away with the tickets. The real slim shady(theonewithallthemoves) offered up his paper clip snowboarder for only 643 tickets. Other prizes included, but were not limited to, signed copies of the Soiled and Sobbing Chronicles and a neat little tin car. Had said skee ball lane been purchased, very large parties would have been thrown in our apartment to welcome such a wonderful addition. Oh yes, the skee ball. It is now 2:44 AM.

Monday, November 25, 2002

Ok, everybody has got to hear this one. A certain female in my CRP 216 class...let's call her Kyra O'Malley (because that's her real name)...particularly annoyed me this morning. Since she never does anything in class except talk on AIM to her friends, she has no idea what is going on in the course. But today's rip actualy involves her AIM session. While speaking to a friend, someone quesitoned said friend's screen name, which happened to be smakdabNdamiddle, or something similar to that. Kyra, in all her intelligent splendor, decided we all needed to know that this name was the same name as said friend's dog, and that this dog was real. It went something like this...."hey kyra, who's that you're talking to?" "oh, its a friend from back home" "oh yeah? that's cool. what does that name mean?" "oh, its a real dogs name. its her dogs name. that's the name of her dog!" ...Ok folks. I am not kidding about this one. She literally said that three times in a row. Now, I would normally say that said friend is more messed up for having the screen name the same as her "real" dog, but Kyra was way ahead of him/her on this one. Stay tuned for more of Kyra's Folleys, they were come as often as she sticks her foot in her mouth...which is nearly every day. But sometimes I just don't have to heart to bag on her.
Did you know...even though the 49ers sent Cortez to the practice roster, they still managed to screw up on Monday night. Of course, Terrell Owens was his usual awesome self, but it was not enough. I would have thought for sure that the removal of Cortez would have spelled out imminent victory. I mean, the guy is a total goat. But so is Michael Rumph...he is now on the top of my list......
Newelljack: how do you think a fried egg and bacon sandwich with bologna would taste?
YUBH8TN: like asshole on bread

mmm, can't wait to cook one of those up...but I gotta finish all the food before we leave for Thanksgiving!!!!!
Don't drink and AIM...

Friday, November 22, 2002

I want you in the worst way...which is standing up in a hammock

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