4.28.2006
How Much is Your Time Worth?
Sorry about the sports takes recently, but it’s playoff basketball. It’s the Lakers. It’s something I’ve loved since the good old days. I can still hear Chick, "Magic fakes left, shoots right, GOOD!" Go Lakers! And hey, they played good team ball back to back games and got a win. It's gunna be a good series.
Thanks to sitemeter, I found out that if you google "quickness originality delivery sting", the second result down is my blog. I thought that was pretty cool.
Now, let me adress the title of this entry. I was at Vons the other night to buy food and beer before the game, and the checkout lines were insane. I hate shopping at those huge grocery stores now. I wish I could buy everything online. It’s bad enough that you can’t ever find anything (I think they purposely make the aisles so tall that you can’t see where stuff is, and strategically place the shit that you need on opposite ends of the store) but then you have to stand in line behind a bunch of morons in order to pay. I always pick the wrong line too. After picking the shortest of three lines, and waiting for what seemed like forever, the girl in front of owed a total of $11.18, which she attempted to pay for with her debit card. It was denied. Then she gave the checker $10.00 cash and tried to charge $1.18. Guess what? Denied. Then she started to look through her bags to return something. She said, “this is so embarrassing”. To which I responded, “look, I got your $1.18, just let me get out of here.” I wasn’t trying to be nice or a good Samaritan. I was just paying for my sanity. Time really is worth money.
4.26.2006
War Wounds
Please cut your nails if you're going to play basketball. I almost got my eye gouged out yesterday. It looks like I got attacked by a cat. At least our team won.
Go Lakers
The Lakers need a win tonight to have a legitimate shot at getting past the first round of the NBA playoffs. I think they have a good chance too. They played good D in the first game and every starter scored in double digits. But, in the paper and on sports talk radio (yes, I listen to sports talk radio, it’s truly a vice) they bashed the Lakers and especially Kobe Bryant. I hate how much bad press Kobe gets (okay, I know he had off the court issues, he’s arrogant, aloof, etc…). But as far as the media is concerned he can’t do anything right on the court either. If he scores 50, they say he shoots too much. If he scores 23 (like he did in the first game) they say he’s too passive. The headline in the L.A.Times sports section was “Passive Regressive”, with the byline reading, “Lakers pick a strange time to play team ball”. Strange time?? I’d say the perfect time. Basketball is a team game. The Pistons are a great team because they play as a team. Now, I know the Lakes lost the first game, but they had a great shot at winning and they played entertaining basketball. They exposed the Suns inside, and Kobe wasn’t jacking up crazy shots. When I play pickup basketball, there’s nothing worse than having a guy on your team who’s just jacking up shots, even if he hits them and your team wins. Rather, it’s much more enjoyable to play with a bunch of guys that will pass and cut and shoot the open look.
In addition, I just read that Kobe is going to change his number from 8 to 24. That is whack. That’s gotta be a conspiracy with Nike to force people to buy new Kobe jerseys. Anyhow, I just hope the Lakers play good team ball again tonight and come out with a win on top of that.
In addition, I just read that Kobe is going to change his number from 8 to 24. That is whack. That’s gotta be a conspiracy with Nike to force people to buy new Kobe jerseys. Anyhow, I just hope the Lakers play good team ball again tonight and come out with a win on top of that.
4.21.2006
Trivial Ramblings on a Friday
I wanted to go swimming yesterday to start training for another triathlon but I couldn’t remember the combination for my master lock (it’s been a while since I swam). I was pretty pissed. But, after a quick online search, I found an article that explained how to crack a combo lock. I tried it, and sure enough it worked. It only took a half hour or so of my time. I let my buddy at work try it and he cracked it too. It was actually pretty fun, and showed me just how easy it can be to open one (better get lock with a key if you have valuable stuff in your locker). The swimming however didn't go so good. I though I was going to pass out towards the end, and I'm sore as shit today. I wanted to do 1000 meters, but I think I only did about 800.
We went to half of hot wings night Wednesday at the Aussie pub. That reminded me of high school when a bunch of us would go to Ribs USA for hot wings. I don’t know why it is, but eating wings is always a good time. Some Bud Light girls snapped this pic and I thought it was funny.
The weather has been awesome in S.D. and I’ve been hitting the beach on the daily. My mom was down for Easter and I was pontificating about my love of the beach when she said, “It’s probably because I used to take you kids to the beach every Friday while you were growing up.” I replied, “not every Friday,” and she said, “no literally every Friday. I had Fridays off for years and I’d take you boys to the beach, we’d leave by 2:00 to beat traffic, and then I’d make tacos.” I remembered going to the beach a lot, but I didn’t realize it was such a weekly routine. I guess it also explains why I love tacos.
We went to half of hot wings night Wednesday at the Aussie pub. That reminded me of high school when a bunch of us would go to Ribs USA for hot wings. I don’t know why it is, but eating wings is always a good time. Some Bud Light girls snapped this pic and I thought it was funny.
The weather has been awesome in S.D. and I’ve been hitting the beach on the daily. My mom was down for Easter and I was pontificating about my love of the beach when she said, “It’s probably because I used to take you kids to the beach every Friday while you were growing up.” I replied, “not every Friday,” and she said, “no literally every Friday. I had Fridays off for years and I’d take you boys to the beach, we’d leave by 2:00 to beat traffic, and then I’d make tacos.” I remembered going to the beach a lot, but I didn’t realize it was such a weekly routine. I guess it also explains why I love tacos.
4.19.2006
Student Loans Be Gone
Wow, no more student debt. I have auto payment so I had no idea I was even close to paying off my loans. I guess it's time to go back to shool.
4.18.2006
Yo Mamma’s a Pessimist
My bro and I were flipping channels this weekend and came across “Yo Mamma” on MTV. Maybe I’m out of it, but I had never even heard of this show. It’s quite possibly the worst thing I’ve ever seen, but we couldn’t stop watching and goofing on it. I seriously couldn’t stop laughing. In case you haven’t seen it, it’s hosted by the nerd kid on that 70’s show and involves “contestants” telling “yo mamma” jokes to each other in an epic drama filled battle. The judges make their decisions based on “originality, quickness, delivery, and that sting” for “one thousand dollars cash money” (you have to say it with a bad accent and it’s even more funny). To me, there’s nothing more entertaining than watching a bad show and cracking on it relentlessly. My bro and I can’t stop saying “don’t get it twisted, this is……. yo mamma”. Who tells yo mamma jokes anyway? If anything, the show is a prime example of the dumbing down of America. The “street talk” is so over done that the show looks like a bad SNL skit.
While on the subject of street talk, here are a few slangs we’ve been saying a lot lately (in addition to load ass of course). Douche Bag, Cheese Dick, and Fuck Stick. These phrases generally apply to guys with tight bright shirts with the collar popped. They are almost interchangeable. Yet, each slang has a specific usage, especially when out at the bars. A douche bag is generally a guy who thinks he’s the shit but is really a moron. A cheese dick is a dude that rolls up on girls with those cheesy lines but somehow gets away with it. And a fuck stick would be a complete asshole but gets chicks cause he does roids or something. Maybe we’re just haters, but it’s funny. We even crack on our boys like, “what the fuck was that cheese dick line all about?”
In other news, someone told me the other day that I was a pessimist. I tend to think I’m a realist, but maybe that’s just same thing as a pessimist. This came up when my buddy told me he had trouble starting his car one day but wasn’t gunna have it looked at because it only happened once. I then told him, “just watch. It’ll happen again on the morning of a test or something and then you’ll be screwed.” Is that pessimistic? I tend to think if you’re always optimistic, you set yourself up for disappointment when things don’t go your way. Damn it, I really have to get back to work, and I feel like I’m on a roll… till next time.
While on the subject of street talk, here are a few slangs we’ve been saying a lot lately (in addition to load ass of course). Douche Bag, Cheese Dick, and Fuck Stick. These phrases generally apply to guys with tight bright shirts with the collar popped. They are almost interchangeable. Yet, each slang has a specific usage, especially when out at the bars. A douche bag is generally a guy who thinks he’s the shit but is really a moron. A cheese dick is a dude that rolls up on girls with those cheesy lines but somehow gets away with it. And a fuck stick would be a complete asshole but gets chicks cause he does roids or something. Maybe we’re just haters, but it’s funny. We even crack on our boys like, “what the fuck was that cheese dick line all about?”
In other news, someone told me the other day that I was a pessimist. I tend to think I’m a realist, but maybe that’s just same thing as a pessimist. This came up when my buddy told me he had trouble starting his car one day but wasn’t gunna have it looked at because it only happened once. I then told him, “just watch. It’ll happen again on the morning of a test or something and then you’ll be screwed.” Is that pessimistic? I tend to think if you’re always optimistic, you set yourself up for disappointment when things don’t go your way. Damn it, I really have to get back to work, and I feel like I’m on a roll… till next time.
4.13.2006
Gooler Wedding
Monday Thursday?
Actually I think it’s Maundy Thursday, or last supper day right? I went to Sunday school way back when. Today is also exactly one month from my birthday and we’re going camping to celebrate. I can’t wait.
I was listening to Gangstarr on my ipod today for the first time in a while. Allow me to quote…
“Sometimes you gotta dig deep, when problems come near
Don’t fear things get severe for everybody everywhere
Why do bad things happen, to good people?
Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil”
I love that part. It goes on…
“Don’t even feel like drinking, or even gettin high
Cause all that’s gonna do really, is accelerate
The anxieties that I wish I could alleviate
But wait, I’ve been through a whole lot of other shit, before
So I oughta be able, to withstand some more
But I’m sweatin though, my eyes are turnin red and yo
I’m ready to lose my mind but instead I use my mind
I put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine
My only crime, was that I’m too damn kind
And now some skanless motherfuckers wanna take what’s mine
But they can’t take the respect, that I’ve earned in my lifetime
And you know they’ll never stop the furious force of my rhymes
So like they say, every dog has it’s day
And like they say, God works in a mysterious way
So I pray, remembering the days of my youth
As I prepare to meet my moment of truth”
I think I like the theme of perseverance. The whole, what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger cliché seems to resonate with me. You have to think through problems, but be yourself, take responsibility, and respect will come.
Back to what I was going to say… I keep hearing on the news that gas will be $3.00 a gallon this summer. I hate to tell you, but at the Chevron by my house in San Diego it was $3.10 for regular today. I decided not to fill up just out of spite. It makes me wonder though how high the price will get, and when people will stop buying it. In Cali gas is like the air you breath, you need it to survive. But, if the price keeps going up, it’s really going to start to squeeze people. It affects people without much money even more because they usually have older cars, longer drives, and obviously less extra cash. It’s been over 100 years since the first gas engine was used and you think we’d move on by now.
I was listening to Gangstarr on my ipod today for the first time in a while. Allow me to quote…
“Sometimes you gotta dig deep, when problems come near
Don’t fear things get severe for everybody everywhere
Why do bad things happen, to good people?
Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil”
I love that part. It goes on…
“Don’t even feel like drinking, or even gettin high
Cause all that’s gonna do really, is accelerate
The anxieties that I wish I could alleviate
But wait, I’ve been through a whole lot of other shit, before
So I oughta be able, to withstand some more
But I’m sweatin though, my eyes are turnin red and yo
I’m ready to lose my mind but instead I use my mind
I put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine
My only crime, was that I’m too damn kind
And now some skanless motherfuckers wanna take what’s mine
But they can’t take the respect, that I’ve earned in my lifetime
And you know they’ll never stop the furious force of my rhymes
So like they say, every dog has it’s day
And like they say, God works in a mysterious way
So I pray, remembering the days of my youth
As I prepare to meet my moment of truth”
I think I like the theme of perseverance. The whole, what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger cliché seems to resonate with me. You have to think through problems, but be yourself, take responsibility, and respect will come.
Back to what I was going to say… I keep hearing on the news that gas will be $3.00 a gallon this summer. I hate to tell you, but at the Chevron by my house in San Diego it was $3.10 for regular today. I decided not to fill up just out of spite. It makes me wonder though how high the price will get, and when people will stop buying it. In Cali gas is like the air you breath, you need it to survive. But, if the price keeps going up, it’s really going to start to squeeze people. It affects people without much money even more because they usually have older cars, longer drives, and obviously less extra cash. It’s been over 100 years since the first gas engine was used and you think we’d move on by now.
4.05.2006
Four Five Six
At 1:02:03 in the morning today, it was 1 2 3 4 5 6. Weird… So, my goal was to blog twice a week, but it’s been more like once a week. Sorry, but it’s hard to post lucid and entertaining stuff. I’ve been busy too, even though I quit one job, I am going crazy at the other. As much as my lab job sucks, at least I can drive two minutes to the beach at lunch, eat a sandwich, and stroll on the sand. It’s very therapeutic. You’ve got to take advantage of these things.
Speaking of my job, there’s this lady who works here who’s deaf, but can read lips perfectly. It’s pretty cool. She obviously can’t use a phone. But, she can use a web cam to sign to an operator, who can then talk on the phone for her. I’m watching her right now, and it’s pretty wild. Sign language is crazy. I think this is the only good purpose a web cam could possibly have (besides live porno of course). While I’m on this subject, there’s this other lady at work that seems to think if she talks really LOUD to her, maybe she’ll hear or something. It cracks me up every time.
Again, this being the load ass blog, I got an e-mail today that said it’s “National Alcohol Screening Day”. Here’s the link where you can answer a few simple questions and it tells you if you’re an alcoholic or not. I didn’t do it cause I think I know what it would say.
Speaking of my job, there’s this lady who works here who’s deaf, but can read lips perfectly. It’s pretty cool. She obviously can’t use a phone. But, she can use a web cam to sign to an operator, who can then talk on the phone for her. I’m watching her right now, and it’s pretty wild. Sign language is crazy. I think this is the only good purpose a web cam could possibly have (besides live porno of course). While I’m on this subject, there’s this other lady at work that seems to think if she talks really LOUD to her, maybe she’ll hear or something. It cracks me up every time.
Again, this being the load ass blog, I got an e-mail today that said it’s “National Alcohol Screening Day”. Here’s the link where you can answer a few simple questions and it tells you if you’re an alcoholic or not. I didn’t do it cause I think I know what it would say.
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