Wednesday, November 12, 2008
So much for boxing being the "Sweet" Science
I think my favorite part of this clip is Jim Lampley commenting: "...which prompted Vargas to knock the ever-living shit out of him."
Men-on-men-shirtless-kissing, making men weak in the knees for centuries now.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Pensive, I am
After a quick googling of my ex-girlfriend's name, I've discovered that she's married and has a new name. Not only is she married, but was married almost a year to the date after we broke up. It feels a bit weird that I was with her 2½ years, and since then (Jan 2007), she: (got over me [possibly, maybe she was just sick of me by that point]); met someone; started a relationship; got engaged; and got married within 13 months.

I'm neither bitter, nor upset. And, I wish nothing but the best for her. It just feels a bit odd -- somehow the math doesn't add up. And, I'm certain that math is the exact same reason we didn't add up.

I'm neither bitter, nor upset. And, I wish nothing but the best for her. It just feels a bit odd -- somehow the math doesn't add up. And, I'm certain that math is the exact same reason we didn't add up.
For the Nerd in You
1790: Samuel Hopkins, of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania , received Patent No. 1 on July 31, 1790, for an improvement "in the making Pot ash and Pearl ash by a new Apparatus and Process." The patent was signed by President George Washington, Attorney General Edmund Randolph, and Secretary of State Thomas Jefferson.

I went to college with a lot of guys who made a lot of pot ash. Oddly enough, they never paid royalties.

I went to college with a lot of guys who made a lot of pot ash. Oddly enough, they never paid royalties.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
It's a Jungle Out There
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Here I Come to Save the Day!

Last night while grabbing something out of my car, I heard a cry for help. It was a woman across the street calmly, but loudly asking "Sir! Sir! Do you have a phone I can use? My dog is having a seizure!"
I ran in the house and grabbed my phone, and then back out to the canine in distress. The woman called her son to come pick her and "Beau" up. Turns out Beau was a rescued dog, and is susceptible to seizures. It's kind of strange seeing a dog have a seizure -- he was just kind of tranced out, and twitching. The woman assured me Beau would be fine, he just needed some more meds.
Beau snapped back into shape as the son's car pulled up. I think he'll be fine.
Surreal.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Vegas Baby!

Yes, friends, I am in Las Vegas, drunken-posting at 0543 EST.
The tallies to date:
-$150 gambling
-$85 bar tab
+18 oz, rare prime rib
+3 hooker propositions (0 accepted)
-12 hours sleep lost over the past 2 days
...staying up all night getting drunk and watching lounge acts perform "Funkytown", priceless.
I think my favorite quote of the trip was when a dude I was playing video poker next to stated that he had once met Marvin Gaye on the street (the lounge act was playing Marvin Gaye at the time) -- and Marvin asked him "What's goin' on?" (dude was not even trying to make a joke).
I've missed Vegas...
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
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