December 31, 2003
Last Post of 2003
had someone described this year to me as a prediction one year ago, i would have told them they needed to slow down on the booz. in fact, medication may have been warranted to help with their delusions; however, here i sit. there are moments i still expect to wake up from a coma and find that it was all just a dream. one that touched on every emotion, including ones i didn't know i had. with just a little time left, my final hope for the year is that all the others that experienced it with me can at some point in the future look at it without regrets. that despite how it may be viewed today, that in the end it helped produce a better future -- whatever that may be.
good luck to you all in 2004!
December 30, 2003
Women of Character
remember the days of ascii art? oddly enough, it seems to be alive and well and that's pretty cool. while not as erotic (haha) as the naked ascii pictures that floated around back in 1988 or so, the guy running asciibabes.com has quite the collection of ascii images of people. for the fellas, there is the likes of sandra bullock and for the ladies, i link you to patrick stewart. there are plenty more to look at in their archives.
Tuesday's Gone
ok, ok, poor reference to a lynyrd skynyrd song, but it popped to mind so i thought what the heck. this is the last tuesday of 2003 and the last chance to do these meme's this year.
PhotoTime: #30 Macro
Tuesday Is Choseday
- For the next year, would you rather:
- give up sweet foods (anything naturally or artificially sweet) OR gain 40 pounds because you didn't?
give up sweet foods. - taste nothing but the flavor of oranges OR only wear the color orange (all the way down to your underwear)?
while orange is one of my favorite flavors, i think i'd have a better chance making it through the year wearing only the color orange. - shout obscenities at every person who pisses you off (so loud that anybody within earshot turns to look) OR punch one person a month who pisses you off?
i'm a lover, not a fighter; however, i'd just as soon punch some of these twits. otherwise, i'd likely lose my voice shouting! - cry uncontrollably whenever you get a bill (at a store or restaurant) OR fart noticeably every time you laugh? i'll go with the farting when/if i laugh, thank you.
Two For Tuesday
- With the New Year fast approaching, have you set forth some resolutions or goals for 2004?
nothing i'm at liberty to discuss.
- What are your plans for New Year's Eve?
no plan. just hang around the house hoping the moment gets here and over as soon as possible. i'm sure i could come up with something better, but...
The Listening Post
How dependent are you on technology? If all of the technology invented in the past 100 years disappeared tomorrow, how would you react? What do you think your life would be like without technology?
i'm very dependent on technology! while i'm sure i could find plenty of challenging things to occupy my time -- oh, like learning how to grow my own food and do all those "handy-man" type things with some reasonable level of quality and effeciency. life would be rough. i'm certainly the type that would like to be away from civilization on a nice mountain; however, i'd need my suv to get groceries and supplies. and of course my satellite dish for my internet connection! grizzly adams i'm not!
Cool Like That
i'm just full of half-thoughts today, which is exactly why i'm going to plant myself in front of the television and watch some movies. dinner is done -- cheeseburgers topped with pico de gallo with a side of jalapeno poppers in case you were wondering.
But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
-- matchbox 20 (unwell)
so anw and i walk in the door and i exclaim as i do every so often "lucy! i'm home and you got some 'splainen to do". i get some blank looks.
anw: that's before their time.
ac: it's before your time too!
anw: yeah, but i'm cool like that.
moments later...
ka: i'm not stupid you know, i know where that came from.
ac: yeah?
ka: yeah! from the i love lucy show
mw: i know where it comes from!!!
ac: ok.
mw: they said it on the fairly odd parents
ac: [snicker to anw] heh. she's kinda cool like that.
I'm so happy because today
I've found my friends ...
They're in my head
-- nirvana (lithium)
December 29, 2003
Tank Tattle
ok, so i'm at the sharks .vs. preds game tonight and boy is our section going downhill. first there is a chick a row in front of us and a few seats to the left. she seems to be spending alot of time with her mobile phone in her hand. she was playing eff'ing tetris. now tetris is a great game, but it seems to me it would have been smarter (and cheaper) to have stayed home to play. dearie... put the phone away and watch the game -- the sharks don't suck anymore. it's ok to open your eyes.
the seats behind me must have some special drugs in them. every game it is different people, all equally as ignorant and love to chatter all game long. apparently it was two fellas with one woman tonight. she seemed to know her stuff, but the guys were clueless. aside from a lack of hockey knowledge, they seemed to be anatomy challenged as well. while prattling on about baseball, one guy says to the other -- "yeah, but [whoever it was] tore his aclu and was out for most of last season". tore an aclu huh? oh the visions that conjurs up. i almost managed not to laugh aloud.
a little about the game.... damn it if the ice doesn't seem to be slanted to the other side. all the friggin' action was on the other end. the score was 5-2 and six goals were scored on the other end. the smith / stevenson fight was near by -- way to go smitty! and the mclaren highlight reel hit... wow! talk about closing a gap quick and letting someone have it.
nils ekman got the first star of the game, much deserved, and when he came out for his quick skate, unlike most players that do what amounts to a bad pirouette with their stick held high -- nils skates straight out and takes a couple bows with the biggest smile on his face. heh! he seems quite the character.
Monday Mission 3.52
it's the last monday mission, so i feel a bit compelled to play this week.
- So, what did you get for Christmas?
osbournes second season dvds, some blank cd-r's, and four music cds -- matchbox 20, nirvana, and two of ottmar liebert. then there was a little bit of cash.
- Are you returning any gifts you were given for Christmas?
nope.
- What is the best part of Christmas being over?
that people will stop pretending to be all happy and nice.
- Do you have any traditions each year for New Year's Eve?
as a kid, we used to eat lots of saurkraut. have done that as an adult a few times. damn it, i'm doing it this year!
- If you could go back into 2003 and change just one thing, or get a "do over," what would you do?
i really don't want to think about it right now, today has gone too good.
- Is there anything you want to accomplish in 2004 that seems within reach?
yes, but unfortunately i can't talk about it yet.
- Is your online personality very different from what it would be like if I were meeting you in "real life?"
i think it is reasonably close, though i can often be more expressive on-line sometimes.
December 24, 2003
hockey holidays
leave it to the islanders to cheer me up. seems they had a marketing brainstorm and allowed anyone wearing a santa suit to get into the flyers/islanders game for free. sounds good, but you know there is more to the story.
for those thinking this was going to be about the zamboni's tune. sorry.
and this just in for you leaf fans .... santa domi 2 3 4
holiday countdown
in a few hours, i'll have the rest of the year off. what does that mean? hopefully, quiet time to get some work done. yeah, yeah, yeah... i'll be forced to take some personal time as well. such is life. with luck, maybe i'll get to finish off some writing and perhaps even publish some of it here.
to all those that i have failed to pass along holiday greetings to allow me to do so now. happy chanukah, merry christmas, frohliche weihnachten, ... oh heck, just look here. may all your wishes come true!
December 23, 2003
The More I Feel
the band stabbing westward said it well, though i'm not fond of the tune, everything i touch, some of the lyrics echo my sentiments today.
The more I feel
The more I die
Nothing to give
Nothing inside
Everything I touch I break
so here i sit again, each day a mess of self-pity, sadness, and a few shards of hope. wanting so much. trying so hard, yet frozen by the shattering blasts of life.
December 22, 2003
Baker's Dozen
i've been meaning to do the baker's dozen meme for a while. their scoop is "The idea is to come up with twelve thoughts and one pic to describe your weekend. Try using quotes, events, blog entries, whatever."
two minutes for hooking
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Oh Come All Ye Faithful
there's a reason i enjoy our friends over on the other side of the pond. i was recently forwarded this link for yet another uk business. enjoy!
Hey! What's Shakin?
it's been a while since i noticed an earthquake.
today,
i noticed as did the ap news.
thankfully it was over 100 miles south this time.
December 19, 2003
Truth In Dreams
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because in the end you find it's just a dream to only end up hating myself for all the broken promises all the lonely days and nights, the lies in between it is so hard to face the truth sometimes to know my life may simply never be |
the worlds conjured, you can tell reveling in all its color without realizing it was there though it made no sound, the inner voice on behalf of awakening opens up one's poems |
December 18, 2003
Just Links For Now
- probably the coolest billboard i've seen in a while! if you don't get it, never mind. it's just a geek thing baby.
- whatacrappypresent, simply brilliant!
- how not to sell a ladder
- a very cool nike hockey ad. to get to it quicker, hit skip at the bottom left, then click the text and do skip again (friggin marketers!) and lastly click on watch the ad towards the bottom left.
- an obligatory LOTR link.
- convert mp3 to flash
Don't Wake Me
if i closed my eyes, please tell me,
would it all just be a dream.
and if i held them tight, could it last forever,
erasing all the pain i've seen.
if i closed my eyes, forever,
could i escape this world of misery
and if held tight, i'll last the night,
feeling darkness closing in on me.
December 17, 2003
Mr. Picassohead
so you want to be an artist like pablo picasso? some clever folks over at rudder finn interactive created mr. picassohead, a flash based app that allows you to drag and drop shapes pablo himself has used to create your own work of art. there are some pretty well done creations in their gallery; however, mine isn't one of them. if you do one, leave a comment and the link.
Me Like Hockey
a new hockey tournament proposes to skip the finer points of the high-speed sport to get straight to what its Canadian promoters say many fans secretly love best: the brawls.
December 15, 2003
Similar Minds
if you've read this blog much, you know i'm a sucker for tests, so taking enigma's lead, i took the what famous leader are you? test -- the 45 question version of course. then i took the enneagram one too. and finally i had to use some self constraint. hehe.
Enneagram Results
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Your Unconscious-Overall type is 6w5 |
Conscious self | Overall self |
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i definitely have the disagree about the self control and i wouldn't call myself messy -- cluttered perhaps, but not messy.
Left To New Devices
slimdevices has a nifty little product called the squeezebox that will allow you to stream audio (mp3, wma, ...) from your computer to your home stereo system. it has the capability of doing it in both a wired and wireless environment which is way cool. the software they use is open-source and works with winamp and other mp3 players as well. now you can have a system set aside with all your music and play it on any desktop or using the squeezebox, on your stereo. one step further is pinnacle's showcenter which does the normal audio streaming, but also does video like dvd and divx.
December 13, 2003
Santa Baby
Musicians have a long standing tradition of adding a little something extra to Christmas tunes, be it the violence and humor of "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer" or raising [not-so] innocent questions when "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus" under the mistletoe. Tunes like Kay Martin's "Santa's Doing The Horizontal Twist" and "Santa's Going To Be Late Tonight" (and for very good reason) began pushing the sexier edge of the seasonal songs with an album cover to match (left).
However, I don't think there is any sexier Christmas song than "Santa Baby", first sung by the sultry songstress Eartha Kitt, whose voice imbued the holiday with all-but-explicit sexual promises. Years later, Marilyn Monroe added the visuals, insuring the song would be a classic for years to come. Monroe's vocals held their own and her curves upped the ante leaving a trail of men wanting nothing more than to be santa for just one night. Then in 1987, Madonna revived the tune, but frankly never did it justice. As Randy Anthony said in his review Horny Holidays: The Ten Sexiest Christmas Tunes "she teeters on the brink of parody" and I completely agree. I wondered for a moment if this song was just beyond the modern artist until I stummbled across a recent version by Australian Kylie Minogue and by god she nailed it! She doesn't bring the same physical sex appeal Marilyn did (and really, who could?), but her voice can warm the blood of any man for sure. Oh the power of a woman's voice!
If you are looking for the downright naughty, Clarence Carter makes full use of double entendre, in "Backdoor Santa", leaving very little to the listener's imagination. Carter plays the role of sexy Santa, bringing his presents to all the little girls whose boys went out to play. Always prepared, he carries change in his pocket to give the kids so they can be alone and leaves the backdoor open for a quick getaway just in case there is no chimney.
An honoroable mention must go to Julie London, best known for "Cry Me A River", when she raises her voice barely over a whisper and purrs "I'd Like You For Christmas". While it isn't dirty, her sexiness sure makes it seem that way. Between this tune and "Santa Baby", is there any question why the holidays are hard for some of us? Va-voom!
December 12, 2003
Now There's the Spirit
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there really is little i can add to these links. go see them for yourselves.
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What Santa Tells his Therapist...
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Santa's Burnt Out
T'was the night before X-mas - Old Santa was pissed
He curssed out the elves and threw down his list
Miserable little brats, ungrateful little jerks,
I have good mind to scrap the whole works
I've busted my ass for damn near a year
Instead of "Thanks Santa" - what do I hear
The old lady bitches cause I work late at night
The elves want more money - the reindeer all fight
Rudolph got drunk and goosed all the maids
Donner is pregnant and Vixen has AIDS
And just when I thought that things would get better
Those assholes from IRS sent me a letter
They say I owe taxes - if that ain't damn funny
Who the hell ever sent Santa Clause any money
And the kids these days - they all are the pits
They want the impossible ... Those mean little shits
I spent a whole year making wagons and sleds
Assembling dolls... Their arms, legs and heads
I made a ton of yo yo's - No request for them
They want computers and robots... they think I'm IBM!
Flying through the air... dodging the trees
Falling down chimneys and skinning my knees
I'm quitting this job... there's just no enjoyment
I'll sit on my fat ass and draw unemployment
There's no X-mas this year... now you know the reason
I found me a blonde.. I'm going SOUTH for the season!
Kern County Kicks Ass
seems like the sheriff's department in kern county -- bakersfield in particular -- has a bit of a sense of humor. or hell, maybe they were serious when they put those decals on their patrol cars. i'd have thought it was a photoshop job until they fessed up. oh those investigative reporters. not enough mysteriously knocked over cows i see.
December 11, 2003
X-Mas Gifts You Don't Want
in an attempt to make me chuckle, and sadly enough it did, anw sent me a link to the tweleve sti's of christmas. i guess i'll have to send her the snow globe one i saw the other day.
It's In The Timing
unable to move forward and unable to step back. the fierce truth of reality has encircled me and i hope that if i stay in the circle, quiet my mind, and don't leave it's confines, the weight of that truth won't crush me.
December 10, 2003
A 'Night Before Christmas' For Grown-Ups
I stole this post from Jane.
'Twas the Night Before Christmas... and God it was neat
The kids were both gone, and my wife was in heat
The doors were all bolted, and the phone off the hook,
It was time for some nooky, by hook or by crook.
Momma in her teddy, and I in the nude,
Had just hit the bedroom, and reached for the lube
When out on the lawn, there arose such a cry,
That I lost my boner, and poor momma went dry.
Up to the window I sprang like an elf,
Tore back the shade while she played with herself.
The moon on the crest of the snowman we'd built,
Shoved a broom up his ass, clean up to the hilt.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a rusty old sleigh and eight mangy reindeer.
With a fat little driver, half out of his sled,
A sock in his ear, and a bra on his head.
Sure as I'm speaking, he was as high as a kite.
And he yelled to his team, but it didn't sound right.
Whoa Shithead, whoa Asshole, whoa Stupid, whoa Putz,
Either slow down this rig or I'll cut off your nuts.
Look out for the lamp post, and don't hit the tree,
Quit shaking the sleigh, 'cause I gotta go pee.
They cleared the old lamp post, the tree got a rub,
Just as Santa leaned out and threw up on my shrub.
And then from the roof we heard such a clatter,
As each little reindeer now emptied his bladder.
I was donning my jacket to cover my ass,
When down the chimney Santa came with a crash.
His suit was all smelly with perfume galore,
He looked like a bum and he smelled like a whore.
"That was some brothel," he said with a smile,
"The reindeer are pooped, and I'll just stay here awhile.
He walked to the kitchen, himself poured a drink,
Then whipped out his pecker and pissed in the sink.
I started to laugh, my wife smiled with glee,
The old boy was hung nearly down to his knee.
Back in the den, Santa reached in his sack,
But his toys were all gone, and some new things were packed.
The first thing he found was a pair of false tits,
The next was a handgun with a penis that spits.
A box filled with condoms was Santa's next find,
And a six pair of panties, the edible kind.
A bra without nipples, a penis extension,
And several other things that I shouldn't even mention.
a G-string, and all types of oil,
A dildo so long, it lay in a coil. "
This stuff ain't for kids, Mrs. Santa will shit,
So I'll leave 'em here, and then I'll just split.
He filled every stocking and then took his leave,
With one condom tucked under his sleeve.
He sprang to his sleigh, but his feet were like lead,
Thus he fell on his ass and broke wind instead.
In time he was seated, took the reins of his hitch,
Saying, "Take me home Rudolph, this night's been a bitch!"
The sleigh was near gone when we heard Santa shout,
"The best thing about sex is that it never wears out!"
Al-Gebra Movement
This has begun making the rounds at the office. We geeks are amused!
At New York's Kennedy airport today, an individual later discovered to be a public school teacher was arrested trying to board a flight while in possession of a ruler, a protractor, a setsquare, a slide rule, and a calculator.
At a morning press conference, Attorney general John Ashcroft said he believes the man is a member of the notorious al-gebra movement. He is being charged by the FBI with carrying weapons of math instruction. "Al-gebra is a fearsome cult," Ashcroft said. "They desire average solutions by means and extremes, and sometimes go off on tangents in a search of absolute value. They use secret code names like "x"and "y" and refer to themselves as "unknowns", but we have determined they belong to a common denominator of the axis of medieval with coordinates in every country.
As the Greek philanderer Isosceles used to say, there are 3 sides to every triangle," Ashcroft declared.
When asked to comment on the arrest, President Bush said, "If God had wanted us to have better weapons of math instruction, He would have given us more fingers and toes.
"I am gratified that our government has given us a sine that it is intent on protracting us from these math-dogs who are willing to disintegrate us with calculus disregard. Murky statisticians love to inflict plane on every sphere of influence," the President said, adding: "Under the circumferences, we must differentiate their root, make our point,and draw the line."
President Bush warned, "These weapons of math instruction have the potential to decimal everything in their math on a scalene never before seen unless we become exponents of a Higher Power and begin to factor-in random facts of vertex."
Attorney General Ashcroft said, "As our Great Leader would say, read my ellipse. Here is one principle he is uncertainty of: though they continue to multiply, their days are numbered as the hypotenuse tightens around their necks."
Slow News Day
Elvis Has Left the Altar
Elvis Costello recent wed jazz singer Diana Krall on saturday night in London.
Priests At It Again
Or should I say priest-helper? I really wish
this article would say what the priest said to the woman. I can only imagine, and that isn't going to help his case with me any. On the bright side, priests have done worse of late...
Giving Back
Someone stole some cash from their business 23 years ago and now they are trying to clear their minds of the matter. Well, better late than never I suppose.
Superbowl Panty Raid?
The article states that Dodge will be using the event to market their wares to men. Really? What I don't understand is what makes them think men will even notice their products or be thinking about it after seeing a bunch of scantily-clad models? Why don't they just change their logo from a ram to a pair of boobs then? geez!
December 05, 2003
Relax, It's Just A Game
thanks to the Lone Locust of the Apocalypse (zorak), i've found out that hockey canada has released their new PSAs for youth hockey. if you like hockey and/or have given any thought to what adults should be (or not be) pressuring kids over, take a look at these. last year's will crack you up for sure.
their 2002-03 PSAs were by far better than this year's -- 2003-04 PSAs, but the point is all the same. however, i can't bring myself to let that rule my head entirely. darn sharks blew a 2-goal lead in the third and ended up in a tie against the avalanche. yeah, i wasn't all too happy about it. at least i wasn't at the game. ew! that sounds sick. i better go check my temp again.
While You Were Sleeping
the world does not stop when i'm not taking part, which leaves me with a number of odds and ends that i'd have been passing along though the days had i been able. you know, silly things like the guy that found nemo.
speaking of our finned friend, there is this -- how many oceans are there? come on now, we all learned this is grade school. think for a moment if you must. got your answer?
did you remember to list the southern ocean? what you say! back in 2000 the IHO added a fifth ocean. how could i have missed such a major event?
Oops! Vicar gives out porn films hit the headlines over at Yahoo! the story is that a vicar was supposedly distributing movies about the life of christ and instead was handing out porn videos. no harm i figure. i mean really, i'd wager a guess that most of the people that got a glimpse (or more likely watched it all) initially exclaimed "jesus christ". i'm still looking for the follow-up press release showing the increase in membership of that parish.
lastly i'm told...
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Your dominant hues are cyan and green. Although you definately strive to be logical you care about people and know there's a time and place for thinking emotionally. Your head rules most things but your heart rules others, and getting them to meet in the middle takes a lot of your energy some days. Your saturation level is higher than average - You know what you want, but sometimes know not to tell everyone. You value accomplishments and know you can get the job done, so don't be afraid to run out and make things happen. Your outlook on life can be bright or dark, depending on the situation. You are flexible and see things objectively. |
now i'm off to relisten to matchbox 20's song bright lights since while i was sleeping, it sounded too much like elton john. strange. good song either way. and no, that's no did on ej. he rocks!
And Death Shall Have No Dominion
after battling the flu this week, stealing the title from the Dylan Thomas poem as my first post back from the dead seems quite apropos. no-no. no near death experiences or anything, just taking advantage of literary license despite being nothing more than a hack.
first let me say that there is no sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, stuffy head, fever, so you can rest medicine that is going to help with this year's flu. it's an ass-kicker. there were probably moments that the ibuprofen and others out numbered more natural elements in my bloodstream (quite unique for me, btw), yet i still felt like total crap.
illness has it's surreal moments too -- i'll blame it on the fever -- like when you can literally feel the droplets of sweat slowly squeeze out of each individual pore of your body. times where one moment you are awake and restless, but within seconds are ready to drop from exhaustion, only to be back to a restless state before you can fall asleep. fever induced dreams/visions. wanting to be held, but not touched. comforted, but not felt sorry for. to have company, but to be left alone.
the rule of thumb for me when i'm sick is leave me the hell alone. i'm not quite sure why people don't understand that. work called me countless times for example -- i suppose that should make me feel needed. it didn't. i'm much better. just coughing and still sore -- particularly this now periodic burn in the lower abdomen after a nasty bout of early morning coughs. a little rest will hopefully take care of that.
December 01, 2003
Flat On Both Ends
thanksgiving has come and gone -- a holiday which started with the newcomers to this land celebrating friendship with the indigenous people. of course being the greedy bastards we are, eventually those we feasted with were betrayed, persecuted, and driven away, albeit with quite a fight.
my long weekend began with a flat tire -- rear passenger side for those curious. i slowly drove to the nearby service station and thankfully it held air. i let it sit in the driveway for a while before heading out and all seemed well. my estimate at the time was that a neighborhood troll let the air out for some unknown reason. little trolls will do that from time to time because, well, they can. probably seemed funny at the moment.
the suite was sweet, though not as good as last year. why? because last year i could stretch out head to toe in the jacuzzi in the room -- this time i had to bend my knees. yeah, yeah, a hard knock life i know. the jets worked just as well and provided a relaxing end to the night. oh! the ceiling was, again, mirrored over the jacuzzi. i'm not sure what's up with that. i'd have taken a picture to share, but will save you all the horror.
thanksgiving dinner was modest -- the hotel buffett which was sadly limited. i managed some turkey, stuffing, mashed potato and gravy along with the only veggie i could find -- green beans. at least they were fresh! while light on the vegtables, they hit a home run with the desserts -- i had a bit of pumpkin pie as well as cheesecake topped with kiwi, strawberries, and peaches. looked good and tasted great. so much for dropping a few pounds this weekend!
friday i spent some time fixing my tire which apparently wasn't the work of a troll, but of a nail i must have run over at some point. this, unfortunately, required venturing out to a store on black friday. oy vey! (mental note -- never do that again) it was chaos. i just wanted an eff'ing can of fix-a-flat and thought i'd never get out of the joint. with a little search and rescue effort, i was extracted with my bounty and headed back.
with can in hand, i shook vigorously for 30 seconds, screwed the hose to the valve stem and pressed. fuck! the little screw on piece broke and i had fix-a-flat shit getting all over me. of course the valve stem was at the 12 o'clock position and the height of the can plus hose just wasn't going to reach, so with one hand i'm trying to keep the hose on the valve stem with the right amount of pressure so it can get into the tire, the other hand is holding on to this slippery ass can and keep the button depressed. i must have gotten enough in as the rim did raise slightly off the ground, so i drove very slowly -- slow like the people that piss me off slow -- to the station just around the corner. of course this required going through 2 lights and included a U-turn... and the refueling truck was in the lot making it difficult to reach the air hose. an air hose which, btw, required me to put a fucking quarter in to make work. bastards! filled 'er up and was on my way. for those interested, fix-a-flat seems to have worked pretty well; however, it stains your hands and smells terrible! i washed and washed and scrubbed and couldn't get the smell off. eventually it faded away by mid-afternoon or so.
two games saturday due to a major penalty which caused us to lose a spot in the championship game. that sucks, but that would have backed the team into the spot, so i supposed it can be lived with more easily. of course the second game was one i really wanted to see which pushed on my schedule to get to my game some 70 miles away. making matters worse, the vendor that was supposed to supply mvp gifts for the championship games fell through and i had to run up to oakland to get awards from an extremely kind and supportive vendor who simply bailed our asses out. this made it all about an 80 mile journey, but i did get to my game in time. well, in time for all of us sans our goalie to stick up the joint. aside from one or two shifts, my level of play was so far below acceptable, it might have been advantageous for me to lay in front of the goal on my side and take away a few square feet. we lost 5-1 and frankly the score makes it sound closer than it was. we need to win our next game to advance to the playoffs, but the way things are going... who knows that team is going to show up. the one that beats the top team in the league or the one that showed up saturday night.
with mvp awards in hand, i had to trek back to the tourni to make sure they were all there for sunday morning's championship games. the negative was having to drive back so far being so tired, but the positive was that i did get to see several excellent championship games to close out the weekend.
and a special thanks to the los angeles jr. kings who so kindly traded me some of your new club pins. you guys (and gals) rock! i think i might need to slip one next to my oyster bay americans pin because.... well... nevermind.
the tourni is done and aside from a few more pins and memories, all i'm left with is a bit of the flu which started going around thursday. oj, odwalla, and me will fight it off because i just don't have the time to be sick.