Merry Christmas!

As I write this, it's technically Christmas morning. We've always had the tradition of opening our presents on Christmas eve, instead of Christmas morning.

Christmas morning is reserved for Santa's Present :)

So the only thing I want, is for everyone to post what they got for Christmas in the comments section. Post what you wanted and what you got.

This year I got

1 x IBM Thinkpad X31 with Media Slice - From Lila
1 x Sony DRU-510a DVD-Burner - From my Mom
1 x Canon Photo printer a.k.a. the 80 second photo lab - From Moe
1 x Mr. Show Season 3 DVD - From Vince
1 x Hugo Boss Cologne set, the one in the silver ball - From Lila
1 x Bushnell Binoculars - From Poe
1 x Sony 51" Projection HDTV - From my Dad
1 x Brown suede jacket - From Diner
1 x Red Polo sweater - From Mitch
1 x Ralph Lauren Pull-over hoodie - From Timmy and Gina
1 x Slippers and Pajamas - From Debbie and Tweety
1 x Jim Bob's Gator on a Stick T-Shirt - From Crystal
1 x Microsoft Wireless Mouse and Keyboard - From Moe
1 x Pull-over sweater - From Ned

I rule!

But, in all seriousness, after all the presents, all the commotion of going up and down the mall shopping, all I really wanted was a happy time with my family and that's what I got. So, I truly had the best Christmas, ever. I hope every one else is as happy as I am at this moment.

Merry Christmas everybody.

My wishlist.

Hey, check out my moblog wishlist at http://wishfish.textamerica.com

New message boards.

Hey, I upgraded the message boards to Invison Power Board.

A lot more control and just a better user interface over phpBB. So go, now! And post! Start up a conversation

It’s raining (That sounds familiar)

I love the sounds of rain hitting the cooler. Sounds like I'm stuck in a tin roof shack in the south somewhere. If only I had some moonshine and a guitar made out of a metal tub, a broom and some fishin' wire.

Yee-haw!

Gobble Gobble

Happy Thanksgiving everybody! If you don't celebrate Turkey Day then, happy Winter Harvest.

My friend Dez is a Pagan. She doesn't celebrate the normal Christian holidays. She celebrates the seasons, which, I think, is tottaly cool. Be different, she has purple hair, she's not affraid to be different. That's just who she is.

I'm hungry.

I've been having severe writers block lately. Which is the reason for almost no updates. I feel December is gonna be a doozy of a month. So check back often in December.

My new Sony HDTV comes in Saturday. I'll write a mini-review for sure, once I get it.

The Pumpkin Eaters

Winter has hit B-Town and it's hit it in a very un-nice way, not nice at all. Down right rotten you could say. Why? I'll tell you why.

The day before Halloween it was warm. Nice trick or treating weather. Seeing this, I got my McDonald's McBoo Treat Pails washed out so I could store my virtual pirates bounty of confectionary treats.

But then...

Halloween day was absolutely freezing. Windy and grey is what best describes the hours of 10am to 3pm. How would I describe the rest of the day? Rainy. What the hell? Why, god?! Why would you let your heavenly tears pour down on us during one the most blessed of holidays. Halloween?

Now, it's true that I don't like candy. In fact, I hate most candy. To be blunt, I only eat Three Musketeers and M&M's, sweets and me mix about as well as a oil and vomit, but there's just something so satisfying about going to a strangers house and demanding candy from them. And, failure to deliver a delicious treat would bear horrible and side-splitting tricks. Could you imagine someone taking the whole 'Trick or Treat' thing to literal?

Trick or Treat! What? No treat. Well then, good sir, I shall set your house on fire sir. Hahaha!

Some people really get in to the whole Halloween spirit, and some who you could consider the Halloween equivalent of Ebenezer Scrooge. Once, when I was around eight or nine years old, I went to a house with no lights on and repeatedly rang the bell, like a 3 Musketeers crazed monkey, and was yelled at by the occupants of the house.

"There's no candy here! Get out!" They yelled.

They sure did get a trick that night.

Spam

So a new anit-spam bill gets passed. Though it still allows for some commercial spam to be legal, all false ads are considered illegal. So, major companies can still try to take my money, but "Jim" who runs a spam operation out of his parents basement, puts a subject of something along the lines of "Hey, check this out!" and just has pictures of dogs in cats in various sexual situations. His email is considered wrong and he could get the pants sued off him.

Which is really good idea, n theory, this should cut spam by my guess a third. Half would be wonderful, considering that half of the traffic on the internet is from scummy people sending out spam.

The real draw-back to the bill is that individuals are not allowed to sue the spammers. Larry Lessig had a plan where individuals could sue spammers themselves. Larry is so sure about his plan working that he bet his job that it'll work.

So two days ago, OS X Mail told me that I should switch my junk mail filtering from training to automatic. So I did and everything seems to be working good. Except last night I had a dream that two good pieces of mail got marked as junk.

Scary.

Go-Go A Go-Go

Last night Lila and I had our first 'date' in a long time. What started off as a hectic ended up being really kick ass.

I first had to take some of some stuff:

1. Wash the car.
2. Put gas in said car.
3. Give back Palm Tungsten at Target.
4. Take Vince and Nini to Camelot Park.
5. Take Vince and Nini to Taco Bell.

So after I droped them off to my moms house, I picked up Lila and checked out showtimes for 'Kill Bill'. One of the biggest decisions of the night would be wether we eat before or after the movie. We ate after the movie, but more on that later.

Kill Bill was AMAZING. Simply put, the best movie of the year, maybe even ever. Going into the show I knew it was going to be good, but I was floored at just how much better then I expected. The non-stop action, the superbly simplistic plot, the signature Tarantino book-like story telling. The characters, every one of which is memorable, from The Bride to Hanzo Hattori's assistant at the sushi bar. I just can't describe how much I loved this movie. A ten in my book.

After the movie we ate at Carrows. It was garbage but it was nice just the two of us just talking about the movie and making fun of the people in Carrow. Good times.

OS X 10.3 Panther comes out in 5 days. I'm gonna go pre-order my copy later today at CompUSA. Apple products are hard to find any where else besides CompUSA here in Bakersfield and we don't have an Apple Store. Bummer.

Netflix Fanatic No More.

The author has been forced to stop distributing his absolutley wonderful program, Netflix Fanatic. Read all about it here

Too bad, Gary.

Well, Gary Coleman received 12,683 votes. Finishing a some 3,000 votes vehind Larry Flynt. My canidate, Gerogy Russell recieved 1,946 votes. Surprisingly well for someone who had basically no promotion. Yay Georgy!

I'm just waiting for all the late night jokes to start pouring in. I know Conan O'Brien is a happy man!

House Party

Vince, Nini and Christopher are here at my house.

I dropped my mom and Lila off at the fair and I took the kids. We ate McDonalds, seen a fire across the street from Blockbuster, got Starbucks.

Now we're all playing Tiger Woods PGA Golf 2004.

I'm quite bored. I wish Nini would hurry up and make his character so I can play. Nini sucks!

A quick update.

For those of you who don't know. The number below is a google. A google is a number followed by a hundred zero's. That's a lot of zeros.

This is the real Google

10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,
000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,
000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000

Corrected, thanks to PDM. Math is hard.

I sold out!

As you can see there's a banner ad up on top, though I don't think I'll keep cuz it's just plain ugly.

And you can buy useless crap at my webstore. Go now! Buy some stuff. You'll be the most popular person no one knows!

Arrr Matey!

Today is talk like a pirate day. But, unfortunately, I don't know how pirates talk. So I'm just gonna talk in a cockney accent, govna!

Blimey, cheerio. Me owl logo is sweeping ya' chimney it is, it is!

They moved the stone but they didn’t move the bodies!

Tuesday I seen Once Upon a Time in Mexico. Kick ass. Wednesday I ate mexican food and went to Eagle Mountain casino. Half-Kick ass.

OUATIM, I think, was an excellent conclusion to the El Mariachi trilogy. High action, that's all it was, high action.

Wednesday, Timmy calls us up and wants to take us out to dinner as way of thanking me for helping them with Gina's website. I quickly accept the offer. It was decided a few nights earlier that we would eat at La Tapatia. A little mexican place in an alley. The food was actually quite good.

As we're eating, we get to talking about gambling and how it would be cool to go. So, we go. (I'm rhyming way too much.) Now, Eagle Mountain is on a Indian reservation (or is it Native-American reservation?) and this reservation is up IN THE mountain. I don't know the exact elevation, but you can tell that the air is much thinner outside the casino.

The drive is cool 'cuz you pass by burial grounds and it's twisty as hell, so it kinda feels like a roller coaster, other cars come within inches of your car as you go around the bend of a mountain, their lights blinding your eyes. Very cool.

If you get motion sickness, however, it's not as fun. I suffer from motion sickness, but thankfully, I didn't get sick.

So how was the casino? The inside reminded me of a retirement home. But most Indian (they say Indian on the commercials) casinos remind of old folks homes anyway. I've never been to one without seeing a morbidly obese woman, wearing a moo-moo, with an oxygen tank with a thousand dollars in a nickel machine. I was playing BlackJack with a toothless man who had been there for 48-hours straight. He was a big-shot, betting $50 a hand at a $3 table.

What’s Going On?

It's been a while since I've posted and I figured I should do it.

Well, last week I visted the in-laws.

We took a bus to L.A.X. at 11am and got there at around 1pm. I was asleep half the time so I can't comment on wether or not the bus ride was smooth or bumpy or if we should have feared for our lives.

We get to their house around 1:45pm.

Quick side note, everyone in Los Angeles is good looking.

We sit around the house for a while, mother and daughter catching up on old times. Really nice.

After a few hours of shooting the breeze, we're starving. After some debate where to eat at (it was between Bob's Big Boy, some chinese restaurant, Tommy's or Capitol.)

So, seeing as how Lila hates the Tommy's here in town, wants original LA style Tommy's. So we drive out to Tommy's on Rampart, passing by my beloved Bob's Big Boy, and we scarf down some of the best fried patties I've ever eaten.

Not wanting to make chili farts in a museum, we fart at home for a while then hit The Los Angeles County Museum of Arts.

The paintings I seen were absolutley breathtaking, van Gogh, Monet, Picasso. My favorite french painters in one place, super!

On display, was a picture by french painter whose name I cannot remember. Two of his paintings were on display, one was called 'The Swoon' and another was called, 'Artist and her Assistant', I think. I can't remember the name. But, the painting was amazing. The actual subjects themselves were not very detailed, but the backgrounds, stunning. Photo-realistic. It boggled my mind how someone could make something look so real with just oil and canvas.

We went upstairs were we seen paintings from the Holy Roman Crusades, Celtic braclets from 800 B.C. and a mummy. The mummy was pretty cool.

Next on our schedule was a trip to the Farmer's Market/Grove. We chowed down on Pizza and Fish and met up with Mike Nenes, Big Tiff, Nino Dukes and Robert Canadian. Hung out in the Apple Store for a while. Sadly, they were closing so we didn't get to stay in there very long.

G5's are beautiful!

After about an hour, we left picked up Lila's clothes, stoped at In-N-Out and knocked out.

Looking back, it seem that alot of planning went in to doing such simple things. I guess things just work that way.

We’re so fine!

Oh yeah, a picture of Lila's fingernails chosen as an 'editors pick' on Textamerica today. I only had it up for about an hour and we already made the front page. Click here to see the proof!

Cingular dies, a new Verizon is born.

I dumped Cingular the other day and switched to Verizon. They're pretty cool, their staff is friendly (well, atleast the corporate/tech support staff), and their coverage is awesome.

I haven't hit one dead spot in town yet, Cingular always had dead spots. The mall is notoriously bad for dead spots.

If you went in the mall and stayed out of stores, you were fine. Walk in to a store, your reception drops a bar or two. Walk to the back and your service is dead. Sayonora sucka!

I opted for Verizon's new camera phone, the LG VX6000. It's an amazing phone, beautiful color display, polyphonic ringtones, the loudest speaker on a cell phone (a bit too loud sometimes) and when set to its highest resolution, takes some of the best pictures I've seen on a camera phone.

Since I got a camera phone, I'm proud and excited to introduce The Manshorts Moblog.

Moblog is short for Mobile Blog (which is short for Web Log). It's the same idea only done with pictures. It's pretty damn cool, too. I take a picture, type some text, send it, and it shows up instantly. I'm surprised how fast it is. Within the split-second my phone is done sending, it's online.

Sayonora sucka!

Felon No More

I got pulled over last month, my mother, my brother and my wife weren't wearing seat-belts in the backseat.

Now, since my brother is under the age of sixteen, and I was the man behind the wheel, I got a ticket for him. It was only $24, but it still sucks. The two humiliating things to get pulled over for are as follows:

1. No Seatbelts
2. Loud Stereo

So far, I've just had the pleasure of no seatbelts.

I can barely keep my eyes open, I'm so tired for some reason.

Visitors

Well, Mitch and Danielle were in town last Saturday. Good times.

We started off the fun filled weekend with us hanging out at the house and playing on Mitch's Mesa-Boogie Triple Rectifier. My God, what an amp.

Grabbed some grub at Sorella's were we laughed and made fun of people.

Then it was time.

We drive down to Edwards Cinema and buy our tickets for 'Freddy vs. Jason'. We walk around and hung out in the bookstore, reading comics and stupid magazines. We waited for Nini, Crystal and Captain Spaulding to show up (Captain Spaulding is Christopher, we call him that cuz he got scared on House of 1,000 Corpses). They call and said they're at Me & Ed's, we walk there and it's empty, no ones in there. I call them back up and they're at the bookstore. I told them meet us at the pizza place. They show up and Captain Spaulding has blue hair, we all laugh.

We're pumped, amped, what ever extreme word you want to use. We walk in, hand the loser our tickets, walk up to theatre seven, heads held high, waiting too see Jason kick some ass. "Can I see some I.D.?" the very full of herself theatre attendent exclaimed proudly. "Sure thing", I said to her. "Do these kids have I.D.?" she said sarcasticaly.

You see, aparrently since movies are a real threat to children, never mind the fact that we have a complete fucking moron running the country who sends out children to fight for him and the media depicting graphic images of REAL LIFE people getting murdered, is no possible harm on a child. But I digress, so this bitch is getting her pantys in a knot because 'it's California law, see the sign, see the sign!'. The funniest thing was that she took such personal offense that we questioned the law, as if she alone sat down and came up with the idea of an adult accompanying a minor to a movie.

So, she tells us all we can do is get a refund on the tickets, we have a chit-chat with the dork behind the counter and Danielle and I start to lose it and we start arguing with the woman. "These people came three-hundred miles to see this movie with me!" I yelled at her. "Sir, you need to calm down and not yell" she replied back to me as a I calmly backed off her glass partition.

We end up getting four free passes and see the movie later that night.

We come home and stay up till 10:30am and wake up a few hours later. We pretty much sit around the house all day, eat In-N-Out and go to Timmy and Gina's house later and come back home and knock out at 6am.

Monday morning, we get up and take them out to iHop (I'm under the Apple influence), dirty. No time for showers, eat good food, put some gas and take a group picture for memories.

Linux 0wnz j00

Well, I did it. I've dumped Windows in favor for Linux. I feel so clean, I don't have that dirty feeling on me anymore. Knowing that I use an OS that isn't about making someone rich, that stands for freedom and just down right good computing, makes me feel so... geeky.

I first got started fooling around with Linux back in 1997. I heard about 'unix' and I wanted to learn it. Then I learned 'unix' costs money, stupid money, but Linux was free. So I went to Software Etc. and picked up a Linux book. It was a version of Slackware, can't remember what version, but the window manager had a star for the 'start' button (I know there isn't a start in Linux, but I'm just giving people a reference.).

After flying through the pages of the monster of a book, waiting in Sears for my grandmother to look at clothes, my brain over loaded with excitement for a new operating system, I couldn't wait. I didn't back up. I didn't have a single clue what I was doing. All I knew was I wanted Linux on my computer, bad! So I popped the disc in and read the book as my fingers punched keys on the keyboard, the key clicks echoing through my room and reverberating in my head.

Skip ahead a couple hours, I couldn't get it to boot, my computer was hosed and I was pissed.

For the next few years I would dabble in Linux again, this time with the cool sounding 'Red Hat Linux' I tried version 5, 6, 7 and just as recently as 8 and 9. All of them worked but never completely. I almost gave up on Linux and the open source concept until...

Mandrake.

I love Mandrake, everything just works. I can do everything I was doing with Windows, the only difference is now I'm safe on all my computers, I don't have to worry about there being a new patch from Micro$oft every other day.

The beauty simplicity of OS X on my laptop and the power of Linux on my desktop. I love being a geek.

What The Hell?!

Wi-Fi

I've been using WiFi for a long time now and it still amazes me.

Right now I'm in my grandmothers kitchen, my base station is next doorl, a good 75-80 feet away, and I've got three bars.

Tea is better then coffee.

Coke is better then pepsi.

Burger King rules McDonalds (except on the fries)

Night rocks Day.

Winter is better then Summer.

Long is hotter then short.

If its too loud, then turn it down.

Minibosses

The Minibosses rule! Go now and buy a t-shirt and get their songs. They're fucking amazing!

New Pictures

There's new pictures in the gallery. They're pictures from our wedding and they're too hot for TV!

I Married A Crazy Person

Well, in case you didn't know. I married a crazy person. That's right, my wife, the person whom I share a bed with, is crazy.

Now, I know I'm not the most normal guy in the world, but Lila... wow!

Atleast once a day, she'll have these crazy giggle-fests that just leave you slackjawed and staring. The giggle-fests are so bizzare, the slightest thing will make her laugh in hysterics. The other day for example, I turned on a light and she burst into laughter, like I was Gallagher (not one, Gallagher 2.).

Therefore, I've decided to let you all in on the insanity. Every now and then I'll let you all know about her, uhm... ecentricities. Begnining with, the Pringles obession.

I hate Pringles, with a passion. They aren't potato chips, they're not even real food. They're mixed-up tennis balls wanting to eaten. Of course, Lila loves Pringles, absolutely adores them, in the three and a half weeks we've been married, I'd say she's gone through four 'tubes' of Pringles. Disgusting.

Now, some of you may of heard of Lipton's Chicken Rice. Not particurarly tasty, in fact there's no chicken taste to it, at all. But, I like it because it's filling. Lila was dying to try it, so I cooked it, she tasted it and she did this.

Yeah, that's smashed up Pringles in there. A few minutes later, she put a slab of raw butter in there.

"The trick is," she said, "is you can't let the butter melt." As she proceeded to put a large bite of the rice-pringles-butter monstrosity in to her mouth.

"What kind of drugs is this girl on?" I thought to myself.

Well, that's all I have for now, but the insanity will continue, and I wouldn't change for anything in the world.

I Don’t Like Being Sick.

Well, I'm sitting on the couch, laptop on lap, Curb Your Enthusiasm on the tube, wife next to me, what more could I want? Well, for my throat to not hurt, thats what.

I was feeling fine until I got to my mom's house, it hit me like a ton of bricks. In Bill Lee's my head felt like it was going to explode, my entire face was dripping sweat. I wanted out of there, fast.

So we come home and it just gets worse. Lila forces a Cold-Eeze in my throat and things feel better for a while. Then the tea incident happens, she says "I'll make you some tea" being the pansy that I am, I say "sure!".

Let me tell you, her definetion of tea and mine are very different. She likes her super light, almost to the point where it's water, where as I like mine dark. Water is boiling, footsteps are heard, it's Lila with the tea.

"What is this?" I say to her, "It's tea" she says to me in a rather perplexed way, "Are you sure?" said I, as she got up to actually 'cook' the tea this time.

Now the tea is drunk, the Enthusiasm has been Curbed, the wife is still here, eating popcorn. We're watching Unfaithful, a rather boring and dull movie.

Lila just comented to me that this movie is very unrealistic as I typed the above paragraph. She just screamed out to Diane Lane "I hate her guts!"

I'm guessing tomorrow I'm gonna put up pictures from the wedding. If I end up getting super sick tomorrow I'll post them.

Corpses For Sale

I love this guy!

I WON!

I won!

I actually won a few hours after I made the post about the contest. I got in bed and she grabbed my hand and asked for water, I couldn't help my self and I smiled and whispered "Sure". She took two sips of water and went back to sleep.

Master of My Domain

So about a hour ago, Lila and I were talking and it went a little something like this:

L: How come you don't kiss me as much as I kiss you?
M: Because you're a needy, clingy girl and I'm not as clingy as you. So basically, you're a normal girl and I'm just a regular guy.

This conversation eventually lead to the 'challenge' she said I couldn't go three days without any physical contact. Little does she know that I'm a man of steel.

She already slipped and pinched my stomach. I think this contest is mine, in the bag, done deal.

I'll keep every one posted on the progress.

Too Much Metal For One Hand

Well, Rob Halford is back in Judas Priest. The man who put leather chaps in heavy metal is back in Priest!

And Now I’m Married

I've been married a week now and my life has changed dramaticaly and yet, has remained the same.

The most noticable, and hardest thing to get used to is having someone around you, 24/7. Before, I'd just go in my room put on the T.V. and just ignore everything else and just chill. Now, there's someone new, someone I have to help take care of. Kinda like having a baby, but not.

The wedding was a smash, tons of people showed up (except you Paul Shaqz :) ). Mesa and I were glued to each other for 2 days, went for a limo ride to Denny's. Had cheese sticks, quite good. Lila ordered hash browns and litterarly ate one strand of potato.

Being married is definately a life changing experience. It's jaring trying to get used to way someone else does something, and it's the stupidest smallest things, like stacking glasses in shelves or what day to change the sheets, but I wouldn't change it for anything in the world. Right now she's sleeping next to me, snoring.

The one thing that she has done so far that was really bizare was the day we came home, I wake up wash my face and ask her if there were any face towels, the conversation went like this:

Me: Were are the face towels?
L: In my suitcase.
M: Oh, well I'm gonna go next door and get mine
L: Oh... (opens her make-up bag) Well good morning to you.

I'm left standing there thinking to myself 'What the hell?!'. Women.

Broadbrain!

I got broadband today, woohoo! It's changed my life, I mean I downloaded a forty megabyte file in about three minutes, it's amazing. I'm so happy. It's the bomb, it's late I'm tired and I'm rambling, but I don't care. I got broadband!

One more day, and it begins, I'm heading to LA on Sunday and the whole wedding thing begins.

Wacko Jacko

I'm watching the E! True Hollywood Story of Michael Jackson. Bizare, he reminds of that guy who thinks he's Peter Pan.

Don’t You Hate It When…

... You get ready to type, but instead of having your fingers over the home keys, they're over to the right or left one key. So "Images" comes out "oo,shrd". That's just hilarious.

You Smell, Paul Shaqz!

Just Kidding, bro.

Try Before You Buy!

I bought I black dress shirt the other day at Mervyn's for $10. I was so stoked! Unfortunately, I forgot I have monster-arms. The sleeves are too short.

I just tried the shirt on for the first time and noticed the sleeves are incredibly short, no big deal really. I guess I now own a fancy black everyday shirt. And boy is there a lot of starch in this shirt, it's like I'm wearing a cardboard suit.

I'm really grasping at straws to write about things, I mean does anyone really wanna know about my shitty shirt? No. But, I don't have anything to write about, and being that I like my website, I decided I needed something to write about. Just there's been so much going on with the wedding that there's really nothing interesting happening to write about.

I guess I'm gonna take my Powerbook during the wedding and post things during the wedding, should be cool. Might even hook up the webcam, should be cool huh?

If You Try The Best You Can

I just got the new Radiohead album last night, so far so good. It's kind of like a cross between Amnesiac and OK Computer.

My favorite track at the moment is There There. Every one needs a little more Radiohead in their lives.

In other happenings, getting married in 15 days. Cool! I'm getting quite excited. It's something that I've been anticipating for over a year now, and I couldn't be happier.

12 Monkeys

WooHoo! Not only do we have an idiot running the country, we've got Monkeypox!

It’s Getting Hot In Here! (But Keep Your Clothes On)

It's so hot in this town, today isn't so bad, only 96F. Yesterday was around 102F. God bless this little hell hole/valley that we live in.

I wish I lived in a place where it's nice and fresh all year. I talked to Miller yesterday and it was 58F in San Francisco. That's beautiful.

Radiohead and Ghosts.

I don't know about you, but I absolutely adore Radiohead. They deserved every bit of critical praise they got for OK Computer.

I'm listening to it now and I forgot how amazing it is. I bought the album when it came out and listened to it once or twice and forgot about it. When I got my iPod, and was converting all my cd's to mp3's, I re-discovered Radiohead. Listening to these songs takes me back in time.

Paranoid Android reminds me of cracking up with Mitch while watching the video. Karma Police reminds me of the time we all went to Bridgette's house the day after Halloween, sitting in somebodys car with Mutsy and Michael Jp's, drinking vodka straight out of the bottle getting drunk and talking about music, girls and life.

Oh and we saw a ghost that night too. Mutsy, Michael and I were coming back from the gas station down the street from Bridgette's house. As we were walking back, it was dark and we were semi-drunk, but, there standing in front of the drivers side window was a tall black shadowy figure. We all stoped at the same time, frozen like deer caught in headlights. And said to eachother "Did you see that?!" We were so petrified that we didn't know if we should run away, run back to the house or stay still.

We ran.

Like scared woman, I don't think we ever ran so fast in our lives. We ran into the kitchen and stood there, looking at each other, knowing that the three of us had seen something other-worldly. We stood there for about three minutes, panting and shaking. Until I started laughing. That broke the tension and we started talking about what we had just witnessed.

We had all seen the same tall, dark shadowy figure in front of the car. The best way to describe it would be the fisherman from "I Know What You Did Last Summer" trying to jimmy the lock of the car. The thing that made it so bizare was that we saw it, looked at each other, showing it self to us just long enough to make us think there something else out there in this world, then it was gone.

Poof.

All New Adult Swim Review

After watching Adult Swim this evening, I decided I'd write a review of The Cartoon Networks' Adult Swim.

Home Movies -- "Politics" - Repeat

Brendon runs for school office and McGuirk becomes a stand-up comedian.

Harvey Birdman: Attorney at Law -- "Deadomutt: Part 2"

This weeks Birdman is the conclusion to last weeks episode. While it started off with potential, it lost its steam during the whole 'Oz' prison segment. Some chuckle moments, nothing to write about (whoops...).

Aqua Teen Hunger Force -- "Super Hero"

Not as funny as last weeks episode. But, an over all good episode. What makes this episode shine is Shake's non-stop rambling. The entire episode he goes on and one about how great "The Drizzle" is. Sadly, no Carl in this episode.

Sealab 2021 -- "Vacation"

On first viewing I laughed hystericaly, on second viewing all I could do was think to myself that they've run out of ideas. Watch it if you're bored.

Space Ghost: Coast to Coast -- "Terminal"

The shining light of Adult Swim, Space Ghost. Space Ghost is going to die, or is he? From the very first image of the cast sitting in the cafeteria, to the bizare folk song, to the very end, perfect in every way. Mark Wiener and Dr. Drew were the guests.

Well, I'm never doing this again.

Boredom + Photoshop x Insanity = This!

Click here, and see what happens when I have too much time on my hands. The guy on the left is Marcus-Vladmir Milosovich, the dude on the right is Kevin Lee.

Anytime Now

In exactly 35 days. I'll be a married guy, yup. So long single life, hello marriage. I'm quite excited in my laid back way.

Everyone keeps asking me "Are you nervous?" and I always give the same energetic 'no'. What exactly is there to be nervous about? If I were nervous, it would mean that I'm having doubt, which is so far from anything I'm feeling at this moment.

The only thing you could say that I am nervous about is the wedding it self. I'd just like for everything to go smooth. That's all. It would be kinda weak if July 1st, Saddam Husein decided to rise from the grave, enslave all of humanity and use our body heat as human energy generators to power up his army of machines sent from the future to protect the leader of the rebellion who is trying to keep the leader of the imperial army from knowing the location of Princess Leia who know who killed Mr. Body (Mr. Green in the Hall with the revolver).

But perhaps I've said to much

It Has You

Well I seen The Matrix: Reloaded yesterday. And all I can say is wow!

The movie is one long puzzle (which, I suppose, will be solved by the third film.) that will have you re-thinking about everything you thought you knew about The Matrix. I'm not gonna go into detail to much 'cuz I don't wanna give anything away.

Go see it, now! What are you waiting for? Stop reading this and go watch The Matrix then get some friends and head to the theater, watch it, think about it, talk about it with your friends.

The question people are dying to know, "Is it as good as the first?" the answer is without a doubt, yes! These films go together hand in hand so well. I must stress, you can't not see Reloaded without seeing the first one. It's a must that you see the first (It doesn't hurt to watch the Animatrix animated shorts either.) to full understand what's going on.

Now excuse me, I have to sit an think some more.

And all that jazz

I'm listening to Miles Davis - Birth of Cool. Amazing. Simply amazing. The critics call it one of the best jazz records made, and I have to agree. Though my all-time favorite is Brubeck's Time Out.

Too bad you all hate jazz. I love it. The fact that it sounds so chaotic yet is meticulously planed out, every single tiny note has a meaning. Something so thought out just appeals to me.

One jazz album I'm sure most everyone will like is Vince Guaraldi's Oh Good Grief. It consists of all the music from the Charlie Brown t.v. show. Takes me back. It's the kind of music that makes you wish your were six-years old again. Not a care in the world.

Shameless self-promotion

If you gotta website, here's a button to link to me.

Let me elaborate.

See, I wasn't playing guitar ON the toilet. I was playing in the bathroom. I was making a recording and my bathroom has this killer reverb. So, I moved my gear in there.

I'd post the recording, but I got bored and didn't finish.

That’s not cool!

WIL WHEATON DOT NET: EhSteve!

Wil Wheaton is a cool guy (in that geeky, lets play D&D way). And, well it just pisses me off that people have to dog on him. He says Entertainment Weekly and other so-called journalists dissed him and his website for no other reason other then being an easy target.

I challenge you to visit any other celebrity's website, lets say, I don't know, Melanie Griffith's website (which I wont even link to) and then head to Wil's site and tell me, who's real? Who actually sat in front of the computer and made their site? Who is it that when they write something, it's interesting?

I guess I'm just always looking out for the underdogs, or I'm just sticking up for my fellow geek. Maybe I just admire the fact that he loves his wife as much as I love my soon to be wife? Maybe it's because it's really late? I don't know.

And for the record, I was never a big 'Trek' fan. I've always answered to the force.

It’s true.

Yeah, it's true. I am playing guitar in the toilet.

New Cell Provider

I'm thinking about changing cell providers, I'm currently with Cingular and feel like I'm missing out.

Every other provider has the coolest feature, Sprint has unlimited internet access, T-Mobile has the Sidekick, Nextel has Direct Connect. Cingular has, uhm, hmm... Voicemail! Wait, that's not so great.

Sprint has a lot of features at a price that's cool, but everyone says their service sucks and coverage is terrible, the same can be said with T-Mobile. Nextel is, from what Mitch tells me, is a great provider. Though they seem a bit expensive and their phones seem a bit old a boring. Granted, the Motorola i90c is cool, but it just seems like the color screen isn't enough.

Oh well, maybe I'll stick with Cingular and get the Handspring Treo 270. But, aparrently you have to pay extra to recieve e-mail on it. That's bullshit, why should I have to pay extra for my e-mail? It's not as if the phone is cheap, it's over $500 with tax.

Maybe I'll just find an old-skool bag phone on eBay

UPDATE

Hey Miller, Click here!

Real banking isn’t this slow.

Washington Mutual's website is so fucking slow, I hate it. I hate doing online banking with them. It takes years for their site to come up, even on broadband!

I can make a sandwich, eat it, shit it out and it'll still be loading. Arghh!

And it's ugly, the ugliest looking "professional" website I've ever seen. The only thing missing is about 50,000 animated dancing hampsters and that bleeding blood line.

Let’s get it on!

If your name happens to be Judge Mills Lanes, Miller or Lazor. Click Here

Hungry?

I've never seen anything like this before.

New pictures!

Well, there's new pictures of the house Here.

My ears!

My left ears been buggin me for about two weeks now, it seemed to have start when I went to Magic Mountain.

After the first huger drop on Goliath, my ears popped a bit and ever since my left ear feels like it's slightly clogged. And now, every once and awhile it'll make like this clicking/popping/bubbling sounds in my ear and it sucks.

Any body got any ideas how to fix it?

Third DV cam in six months

The other day I was importing some footage from my Sony DCR-TRV17 when all of a sudden my firewire connection died out on me. I take it to Circuit City to have them service, but thank god for Dave.

Dave is our friend, he's nice. Instead of sending the camera out to service, he gives me a new one. Only thing is that my model camera is discontinued, so what does he do? He gives me a brand new model!

The new model is a DCR-TRV22. It's about 25% smaller then my old one (the body style is more like my first DV cam, the Canon ZR-20, I think.). It's nice, compact and super light.

The most interesting feature, however, is the touch screen based menu system. When I first picked up the camera at the store, I was looking for the menu button. Then I noticed there was a rectangular button on the screen. And it hit me, this is the touch based camera. It's a really cool feature to show off to your friends. But, it'll have it's downsides. A smudgy, scratched screen will most likely happen in the future. Hey, at-least they gave me a special cleaning cloth.

Waiting for Lila (Supposed to be like Waiting for Guffman)

Arg! It's 20 minutes to three and I'm dead tired. Lila is supposed to call, but I have a feeling she's not going to because things just work out that way. If she doesn't call by three, I'm out.

I fell asleep on the floor for about a half-hour. That was a good sleep, I don't even know why I woke up. I just kinda snaped out of my beautiful slumber. I quickly came to my senses and checked the time and figured Lila most likely hadn't called yet.

Miller called and thanked me for hooking him up with Tiffany. I feel good about that.

Home Alone 2

Here I am, home, alone and bored. Moe and poe went to eat at the bowling alley and I just didn't want to go. I had a super star from Carl's Jr. earlier today so I'm not hungry, yet.

When they get back we're going to Home Depot to pick out some vinyl for the new house, I guess I'm just gonna go with the classic black and white checkerboard design. It really fits a kitchen and it's probably the cheapest design out. I was thinking about taking out the car and like going to a porn shop or just drive around for a while. I figured there out, it's better then sitting in the house or worse, the bowling alley.

But, I just stayed in front of my computer and read other peoples weblogs for an hour.

I found this over at wilwheaton.net

I’m Too Sexy

I just finished filling out the Extended Warranty card for my Powerbook.

For some bizarre reason, my hands were extremely shaky. Weird.

It was one of those 'moisten here and fold over' type letters, no envelope, no stamp. Just fill out, lick, fold and send. Well, I got a bit too sexy when I licked the glue part. It got so moist that it wouldn't stick and it was kinda soggy. So I've got a couple books sitting on top of it.

Hope Apple likes extras with their warranty cards.

Real Tangy Reverb

Wow, what a week I've had. Let's take it back, way back, to last Saturday.

Saturday:

Gina and Michael come in town. They have plans to go bowling, but they fall through due the bowling alley being super fucking busy. So, instead they decide to see 'Rob Zombie's House of a 1,000 Corpses'. I'm still undecided on the movie, it was super-gory, therefore made it super-cool. But, the movie itself was pretty lame. One plus note about the movie, Sheri Moon. Rob Zombie's real life girlfriend, she's really cute. So she made the movie not as unbearable.

Sunday:

I call Nini to see what they're doing that day, he tells me they're eating at the 24th St. Cafe and afterwards are going to Montgomery World Plaza which is just and indoor swap meet. They pick me up and we fuck around in the swap for an hour then head out to the mall.

We walk around the mall for an hour or so and leave in the pouring rain. We go back to Debbie and Tweety's house, pick everyone up then arrive ten minutes late at Tokyo Gardens. I ate beef and sushi. Drank Japanese beer.

So, once again the idea of bowling comes up, but it doesn't go through. Instead, we goto Timmy and Gina's house and drink margaritas. Yay.

Monday:

The whole crew goes to Woolgrowers. A basque restaurant. I try beef tounge. It wasn't all that bad, like roast beef covered in vinegar. I didn't really care for the place that much, I'd rather a steak at Texaco.

So we're sitting at D and T's house, bored, when someone says "Do you have Trivial Pursuit?" No more the two minutes later Michael, Gina and I are off to Wal-Mart to get Trivial Pursuit. We play, and play, and play, and play. No one wins. No one can control themselves and people just shout answers whenever they feel like it and that pisses me off.

Tuesday:

Magic Mountain day! We're out of town by 12:00pm and in the park by 3:00pm (we stopped at this bizare truck stop/Burger King/Pizza Hut/Taco Bell thing).

Goliath rocked, what a fucking first dropped. Superman's line was too long. Gold Rush was a crack-up. Freefall is exilarating as always. Ninja was faster then I remembered.

I don't go on rides that go upside down. I have a very weak stomach and I usually throw up when I go on those rides, so I advised myself not to go on those rides. Michael, on the other hand, did things differently.

The first ride we went on was Goliath, as soon as he came off I could tell he was fucked up. So after that he skipped a lot of rides. He handled Ninja fine, and he was doing good, until he went on Scream. It killed him. I wont say what happened for his sake.

Wednesday:

Nothing happened till about 10:00pm when they decided to play Monopoly. And since I'm aparrently the only guy with Monopoly they call me over.

Gina cheats. Then Michael, Nini and I join forces. We cheat. We win.

I come home a check the status on the Powerbook... still hasn't left Indianapolis. What the hell? I go to sleep.

Thursday:

Gina and Michael leave. Gina calls while I'm sleeping, why I don't know. I feel bad about missing their call, but I get over it.

I check the status of the TiBook. It left Indianapolis. Yeah! I call FedEx just to make sure and they said it should be in by Friday (which was the next day).

Lots of waiting happens, eat at El Torito with my mom. Come home check the tracking the PB and it's in L.A. WooHoo! Which leads me to...

Friday/Today:

I wake up when the FedEx guy rings the bell at around 9:45am and I hear those glorious words "I have a package for Michael Lee."

I go back to sleep for a while. But I'm too excited, I hop in the shower, fix my bed.

Then unpacking begins. God, this thing is beautiful...

I get violent when a piece of dust hits the prestine screen. I wanna hit myself when I get a smudge on the case. It's perfect, not too heavy. Did I mention the screen kicks ass? The hinge moves like a well oiled machine. The fan kicked in sooner then I expected, but it's not as loud as everyone says it is. It's super thing and the titanium case makes it feel as if it should belong to Superman.

I haven't messed around with iDVD or anything like that yet. The only thing that I was dissapointed with was installation of the AirPort card. Much hard then the iBook. It requires removing the bottom shell of the computer. Only took about ten minutes as compared to the two minutes with the iBook.

Well, it's late and I'm tired.

Go Away

Fuck Bush!

Well, thanks to our "wounderful" President, my Powerbook G4 is stuck in customs due to heightend security.

I called FedEX and tracked my package and said that it was due this morning at 10:30am. But, it's a no show. So I spoke to a FedEX rep. (who are three times more friendly then UPS reps.) and said that it should be leaving customs when they get paper work from Apple.

I call Apple, I ask them "What the dealy-o?" and they said that in worst case scenarios it's in there for 24-48 hours... I'm approaching 48th hour mark.

I'm feeling like a crack addict with a fix. I need it, now!

Magic Mountain Time

In about a half hour I'm going to be on the road, headed towards Magic Mountain.

We're going 'cuz Gina's in town and she wants to do something and Magic Mountain it is. The other option would have been a trip to Vegas. That sounded like super fun, but for some reason they decided against it. Oh well, maybe some other time, huh?

I don't go on many rides, I have a very weak stomach. I get nauseated from going upside down, so I only go on fast-drop type rides. colossus, Goliath, Superman. And that's pretty much it.

Gina and Michael have been in town since Saturday and they haven't done anything exciting since they got here. Unless you count the Mexican swap meet. I sure don't.

My City

I was just doing some searches on the 'net about Japanese and Bakersfield. I discovered some really cool things.

The first Japanese to arrive were sixty laborers hired by the Kern County Land Company through a labor contractor in 1889, eventually they left the area and KCLC hired more Japanese directly. During this time, the only Japanese women in the area were reportedly to have been three prostitutes. By 1899 Sutematsu Murakami and Kohei Tanaka had settled down and opened their own business, a bambooware store.

In the year of 1896 oil was discovered and the demand for laborers had sky rocketed. The Santa Fe Railroad company employed enough laborers to justify the construction of a labor camp facility for them. Fortunately, due to the demand of laborers and the high cost of living, the workers were well paid for their time.

19th, 20th and 21st streets were considered to be Chinatown in 1911. Though many of the Chinese style buildings are gone, a handfull still exist in the area (The Far East Cafe). Three inns, four billiard parlors, two barber shops, two stores and a bathhouse were all owned and operated by Japanese laborers.

I got this information from here Five Views: A History of Japanese Americans in California. The site is down, but the link is from Google's cache.

Scary Dad

Well, I just got the fright of my life just now.

I turn on my cell phone and theres a message from my dad, "Michael, it's you dad. Call me." but he's saying it in a very scary way. Like in a way that he's pissed off at me or something bad has happened. So I start worrying and call my mom's house. No answer. Call her cell phone. No answer. I'm thinking that maybe her knee went out and she went in the hospital, or worse.

So, I call my dad's cell and this what he says "Mom told me you wanted to get the computer." I told him I already ordered it and then I told him about the washer dryer combo and Lowe's. What a relief.

My dad needs better phone skills.

Now It’s Time to Pay The Price

As of ten minutes ago, consider me $3000 poorer.

I just purchased a PowerBook G4. I got the 867mhz version and added a 60gb version and a Superdrive. Very cool. The Superdrive is the DVD-R/CD-R burner, it was only an extra $200 bucks. So I'm guessing it'll be worth it, I think.

The only bad thing about it was that I had to pay with my credit card. Which mean I'm gonna be paying intrest for a hella long time. The interest is like 14.99% which, at the current balance, adds up to an extra thirty bucks a month! So, hopefully I'll have it paid off by the end of the year. Atleast I wont have to sell my kidney if I do that (but, I don't need two, right?).

I should have it in about a week. Kari, the Apple Store chick who helped me, said it takes about 1-3 days to build it and 2-4 days for it to be shipped to my house. Though she said it should be sooner due to the fact that it's being shipped from Sacramento.

Now where did I put that scalpel?

Now It’s Time to Pay The Price

As of ten minutes ago, consider me $3000 poorer.

I just purchased a PowerBook G4. I got the 867mhz version and added a 60gb version and a Superdrive. Very cool. The Superdrive is the DVD-R/CD-R burner, it was only an extra $200 bucks. So I'm guessing it'll be worth it, I think.

The only bad thing about it was that I had to pay with my credit card. Which mean I'm gonna be paying intrest for a hella long time. The interest is like 14.99% which, at the current balance, adds up to an extra thirty bucks a month! So, hopefully I'll have it paid off by the end of the year. Atleast I wont have to sell my kidney if I do that (but, I don't need two, right?).

I should have it in about a week. Kari, the Apple Store chick who helped me, said it takes about 1-3 days to build it and 2-4 days for it to be shipped to my house. Though she said it should be sooner due to the fact that it's being shipped from Sacramento.

Now where did I put that scalpel?

Champagne Farts and Caviar Burps

In about an hour Ruben will be here to install the new shower tub combo in the bathroom. It's a really nice two piece tub. Now, two piece means that the wall and tub are seperate so that it's easier to fit in doors and stuff.

Now, I'm not I gigantic monster and I'm not a stick. But, the tub is pretty small. I'm used to nice, roomy showers. In my current bathroom I have what's called a neo-angle shower. That's just a fancy way of saying it goes in the corner. But the nice thing about those is that they are roomy.

But, Lila wanted a tub. So I insisted on a tub for the bathroom. I personally cannot stand to take a bath, just the idea of sitting in your own dirt for an hour doesn't exactly appeal to me. But she likes baths. So I figured, why not? The things I do for love.

Champagne Farts and Caviar Burps

In about an hour Ruben will be here to install the new shower tub combo in the bathroom. It's a really nice two piece tub. Now, two piece means that the wall and tub are seperate so that it's easier to fit in doors and stuff.

Now, I'm not I gigantic monster and I'm not a stick. But, the tub is pretty small. I'm used to nice, roomy showers. In my current bathroom I have what's called a neo-angle shower. That's just a fancy way of saying it goes in the corner. But the nice thing about those is that they are roomy.

But, Lila wanted a tub. So I insisted on a tub for the bathroom. I personally cannot stand to take a bath, just the idea of sitting in your own dirt for an hour doesn't exactly appeal to me. But she likes baths. So I figured, why not? The things I do for love.

God Bless Freeware

I've just found the greatest piece of freeware from Kung-Foo Software called Kung-Log.

It allows you to post and edit your weblog entries without using a web browser. I went looking for such a program when I found out that Safari didn't work very well with my blog software, Movable Type. It seemed to log me out when posting an entry, instead of rebuilding the pages.

It's really super funky, you can insert HTML code with ease by simply using a drop down menu. You can insert what you're listening to in iTunes using really easy meta-tags. About the only thing that's missing is a spell check, which is no big deal.

Turning On The Penguin

It's offical. As of midnight today (about an hour and a half ago) I will not use Windows in my house for the next month. All Linux, all the time.

I figured if I could make the switch from Windows to Mac, why not Windows to Linux? Most everything I want is available naitvely on Linux and everything else I could just emulate under Wine (which, in that popular GNU naming way, stands for Wine Is Not an Emulator. Get it?), Evolution to replace Outlook. I already ditched IE for Mozilla months ago.

I just have to pick up a couple good Linux books first. I've already got the Red Hat Bible but it's for Red Hat 7. I've got version 8 installed.

I just recently got so fed up with Microsoft and all there security patches. I mean when you have an operating system and you release three to five 'security patches' every month, what does that tell me?

Bad programing + Bad code = angry users.

God Bless Freeware

I've just found the greatest piece of freeware from Kung-Foo Software called Kung-Log.

It allows you to post and edit your weblog entries without using a web browser. I went looking for such a program when I found out that Safari didn't work very well with my blog software, Movable Type. It seemed to log me out when posting an entry, instead of rebuilding the pages.

It's really super funky, you can insert HTML code with ease by simply using a drop down menu. You can insert what you're listening to in iTunes using really easy meta-tags. About the only thing that's missing is a spell check, which is no big deal.

Turning On The Penguin

It's offical. As of midnight today (about an hour and a half ago) I will not use Windows in my house for the next month. All Linux, all the time.

I figured if I could make the switch from Windows to Mac, why not Windows to Linux? Most everything I want is available naitvely on Linux and everything else I could just emulate under Wine (which, in that popular GNU naming way, stands for Wine Is Not an Emulator. Get it?), Evolution to replace Outlook. I already ditched IE for Mozilla months ago.

I just have to pick up a couple good Linux books first. I've already got the Red Hat Bible but it's for Red Hat 7. I've got version 8 installed.

I just recently got so fed up with Microsoft and all there security patches. I mean when you have an operating system and you release three to five 'security patches' every month, what does that tell me?

Bad programing + Bad code = angry users.

RSS Feeds Are Cool!

Well, I've finally got around to messing around with RSS feeds. It's pretty fuckin' rad. It enables the user to agrogate a bunch of news and other weblog feeds into one single program.

RSS stands for Rich Site Summary or Really Simple Syndication, depending on who you ask. Either way it's a way an XML standard for syndicating content over the web. So anyone can use a use program other than a web browser to get news and information.

There are couple of program that you can use to read RSS feeds NetNewsWire Lite on OS X and NewsDesk on Windows.

I decided to provide two different RSS feeds for people with and with out broadband. Even though the full articles aren't huge, there are people who have hundreds of feeds to download.

They are:

• The last 7 full posts: http://manshorts.net/index.xml
  
• Headlines and Excerpts: http://manshorts.net/excerpts.xml

Just enter in the URL into your favorite and your good to go. The excerpts are much smallers in size, therefore it's quicker to download.

RSS Feeds Are Cool!

Well, I've finally got around to messing around with RSS feeds. It's pretty fuckin' rad. It enables the user to agrogate a bunch of news and other weblog feeds into one single program.

RSS stands for Rich Site Summary or Really Simple Syndication, depending on who you ask. Either way it's a way an XML standard for syndicating content over the web. So anyone can use a use program other than a web browser to get news and information.

There are couple of program that you can use to read RSS feeds NetNewsWire Lite on OS X and NewsDesk on Windows.

I decided to provide two different RSS feeds for people with and with out broadband. Even though the full articles aren't huge, there are people who have hundreds of feeds to download.

They are:

• The last 7 full posts: http://manshorts.net/index.xml

• Headlines and Excerpts: http://manshorts.net/excerpts.xml

Just enter in the URL into your favorite and your good to go. The excerpts are much smallers in size, therefore it's quicker to download.

Faux-Vinyl

Well, I'm sitting on my mom's couch, watching a South Park re-run. Surfing the web and listening to a SomaFM radio stream at 24kbps!

Yeah, that's right. I'm listening to a muddy, distorted feed. I could be listening to a decent almost cd-like 112kbps stream, but I choose not. I love the way it sounds. It sorta reminds me of a worn out vinyl, something thats been played over and over. You can tell where it's been played the most, the part of the album that made that connection with the listener that made their brain and ears go "It's all worth it for this".

I only listen to internet radio these days. I've given up completely on the non digital radio. It just makes me angry listening to it, the same god-awful songs over and over again. How many times can one radio station play the same damn song, over and over and over again. Who was it that said 'kill your radio'?

Which brings me to a quick note about MTV. The other night I mistakingly left it on, and I swear to god, they played the same four fuckin' video... ALL NIGHT!

Anyone tuning in to this great station would have a wide selection of, the new Linkin Park, 50 cent, the new Jay-Z song and that video where all those people are dancing in the basement and the old guy gets mad and kicks 'em out. That's all they played for SIX HOURS. SIX! Not two. Not three. SIX! From 1am to 7am that's all I heard (I was on the phone so I wasn't really into the television at the time).

The Woes of Beta Testing.

So I'm trying out the new beta version of Apple's new web browser, Safari. And so far, I'm undecided.

It's much quicker then my current browser, Chimera/Camino. And it has the 'brushed metal' look turned on by default, which some may or may not like.

I'm using the new v67 beta and it has tabbed browsing which is why I used Camino over Safari in the first place. Everything was fine until I got the urged to check my site, and BOOM! Everything was rendered horribly. It was like a a four-year old child tried to put together a jigsaw puzzle by just forcing pieces in with a hammer.

But, I'm sticking with Safari for now. Gotta show my support for Apple.

Faux-Vinyl

Well, I'm sitting on my mom's couch, watching a South Park re-run. Surfing the web and listening to a SomaFM radio stream at 24kbps!

Yeah, that's right. I'm listening to a muddy, distorted feed. I could be listening to a decent almost cd-like 112kbps stream, but I choose not. I love the way it sounds. It sorta reminds me of a worn out vinyl, something thats been played over and over. You can tell where it's been played the most, the part of the album that made that connection with the listener that made their brain and ears go "It's all worth it for this".

I only listen to internet radio these days. I've given up completely on the non digital radio. It just makes me angry listening to it, the same god-awful songs over and over again. How many times can one radio station play the same damn song, over and over and over again. Who was it that said 'kill your radio'?

Which brings me to a quick note about MTV. The other night I mistakingly left it on, and I swear to god, they played the same four fuckin' video... ALL NIGHT!

Anyone tuning in to this great station would have a wide selection of, the new Linkin Park, 50 cent, the new Jay-Z song and that video where all those people are dancing in the basement and the old guy gets mad and kicks 'em out. That's all they played for SIX HOURS. SIX! Not two. Not three. SIX! From 1am to 7am that's all I heard (I was on the phone so I wasn't really into the television at the time).

The Woes of Beta Testing.

So I'm trying out the new beta version of Apple's new web browser, Safari. And so far, I'm undecided.

It's much quicker then my current browser, Chimera/Camino. And it has the 'brushed metal' look turned on by default, which some may or may not like.

I'm using the new v67 beta and it has tabbed browsing which is why I used Camino over Safari in the first place. Everything was fine until I got the urged to check my site, and BOOM! Everything was rendered horribly. It was like a a four-year old child tried to put together a jigsaw puzzle by just forcing pieces in with a hammer.

But, I'm sticking with Safari for now. Gotta show my support for Apple.

Time to go to work, work, work, work.

Well, today marks the start of renovations on the house next door. This is the house that Lila and I will be living in for a while 'till we get situated and stuff.

It's an extremely beautiful, cozy little house. It has a very 1800's feel to it, and I think it fits me perfectly. Don't know how well it'll fit Lila. But I think it's a cute little house for us.

I'm taking photos of the progress and posting them in the gallery.

Curly

I think I look a lot like Curly in this picture

What’s the deal with the glasses.

I'm quite near-sighted, so in order for me to see things far away I have to wear glasses. I hardly ever wear when I'm in front of the computer unless my eyes are tires (like now).

I've only had two pair of glasses in my life, I prefer those ultra nerdy black ones, but society dictates that I wear something more appropiate for everyday activites. Plus, the plastic ones are surprisingly expensive.

Being Mike Bakersfield

I'm just gonna write one long meaningless sentence, should be fun. No spell check, no checking for errors. Straight from my brain, to my keyboard to your eyes.

Well i'm wathing the new foo fighters video its ok i guess they're jst plying under a bridge and people above are throwing stuff down over them doesn't really make sense but i like the song alot so i don't care i'm not even looking at the keyboard or monitor right now i'm just checking out the tv and typing whats coming to my head i'm talking to gary right now hes cool crank yankers is advertising again i hate that show so much its not funny at all except they had one with sarah silverman that was kinda funny gary called nini pubic hair and nini is sleepy so now he is now know as sleepy pubes gary is braggin that he is good at madden i think he just likes to have sex with joey :) but i like to do him too you're a lucky woman christina wherever you are I haven't seen that girl in years since mutsy's wedding that was like three years ago god I miss all my friend I haven't had a good time in a long time I wish i went to micheal's wedding i was saddened that i didn't go i wanted to go my woman went i think my mind must scare some people i ate marie callendars and they had the most bizzare childrens menu im gonna scan it later its got gaycops and a woman with a baseball for a knee so scary that i started laughing like a lunatic in the restaurant

Memories

It's about 5:10 in the am right now, and I'm dubbing old VHS tapes to MiniDV.

My god, there are just so many memories here, of simpler times, better times. Right now I'm working on a tape of my sister in-laws 1st birthday, she's so cute. It's really funny to see how everyone looked back in the day.

For her birthday, we took her to Chuck E. Cheese and it's funny to see my mom pregnant with Vince, my dad playing Galaga and complaining the button doesn't work and how he lost $75 in quaters on it. Seeing Luigi playing Skee-Ball and winning 19 tickets and trading them in for an eraser. Good times.

Now you're probably wondering, what do you mean better times? Fuck yeah they were better! I mean things were just so much better back then, what possible worries could a 4-year old child? None. Looking back, it just seemed so much more loving, and nothing could hurt me as long as my mom or dad were around.

My sense of adulthood beckons me to go on my own and claim my independence, yet, for every fiber in my body that wants to be a free-spirted young independent, there are two wanting to go back and light the candles twice on my fourth birthday.

Redundant

I've said this before, many times, but I feel it nesscesary to say it again.

FUCK BUSH!

Nudity

For Lila's eyes only!

Definetly not hot

Click here and laugh!

It take’s all kinds

I just check my Blogpatrol account, and see that the top referres to my page are people doing Google searches for Salma Hayek on SNL.

If you type in "Salma Hayek SNL" in Google I'm on the first page at the bottom. I guess I should be happy that I'm showing up at all. Maybe if I type in something like, oh I don't know, free porn hot sex shit-eating action, I'll bump up my hits.

Basically, most people looking at my site are horny guys looking for Salma Hayek pictures.

Silent Hill 4?

I bet it would look something like this:

Creepy, huh?

Christina Got Fat!

I'm watching a rather funny episode of SNL and Christina Augilera made a cameo, and by george she got really fuckin' fat. I mean a real porker.

Now it's a really fuckin' funny sketch with Salma Hayek, she is having an affair with Jimmy Fallon, and her husband is played by SNL's best new cast member, Wil Forte. The premise is that Wil suspects she's having an affair, so he puts himself in a box and mails himself. Oh the hillarity!

The best part is that Jimmy and Wil get in a fight and Jimmy starts beating the shit out of the box, and instead of saying fuck they say flip. Pure genious!

The Beautiful Girls

Ringo John.

Talkin’ ’bout My Generation

I've un-officaly dubbed the younger kids, 'the thirteen year olds', even though most of them are older then that.

You see, I'm a member of Generation X. I was born between 1969 and 1985, I just barely made it into a generation synonymous with un-employment, laziness, slacking off, music and tech. Sounds like me, huh?

Now technically, 'the thirteen year olds' are Gen-Y. But I like 'the thirteen year olds' better'.

So, be happy to be put in a group. It's done to you everyday anyway. Goverment does it. Family does it. Why shouldn't I?

Oh yeah, fuck Bush!

Dave’s wang

Let me tell you about Dave. Dave has a wang. I bet you do too! If you don't, then my friend, you're a girl.

If you're a girl and have a wang, then you scare me, but, I'd still do you.

The end.

(Happy now, Dave?)

Hooray for Google

I finally got listed in Google yesterday. I'm so excited.

I was actually took it personally that Google took so long to get to me that I stopped using Google, for about an hour.

I added the Google search box to the left, so you can search the web or this site.

Wozer

It's Crystal 18th birthday and shes mad.

When I typed that up I was at Russo's Book Store using their public internet terminal.

Well, anyway she was pissed off because what she had planned didn't work, she had wanted to go to the show and see 'How to lose a Guy in Ten Days'. But, Christopher had bought her not so tasty ice cream cake. We're eating ice cream cake at 8:08pm movie starts at 8:10.

So, basically he had fucked up her plans and she was major upset.

While we were walking to the bookstore, she was super quiet and just looked pissed off. She didn't say anything, didn't talk to us and just walked around the store aimlessley.

I was looking through the comics and I had seen a three-pack of Buffy the Vampire Slayer comics, I picked them up and yelled "Hey! Crystal!" and I swear her face lit up. So I sneaked to the counter and paid for them and gave her the comics. After that she seemed pretty happy.

Adventures in the City of Angels

So last Saturday I went to Los Angeles 'cuz my brother needed a suit.

I'm up by 10:30am and we're on the freeway by 11:20am. About 20 miles before we get to the McBean Parkway exit, which is right by Magic Mountain, there's a sign saying "All lanes closed at McBean Parkway". Oh shit I think to myself as I zone out to the tunes coming out of my headphones. It turns out that a car from the northbound lane hit the divider and flipped up towards the southbound and landed on the metal divider rail. It took us an hour and a half for something that usually takes twenty minutes.

We get to the fashion district and we walk into a store called Nino Ferretti. The rather small salesman found a suit for my bro and then he convices my gramps to get a suit, so he got one as well.

Then the 'leather man' takes me up to the tuxedo room, and shows me a tuxedo and it fits perfectly, 'cept the waist needs to be taken in a bit on the jacket. No biggie'

While I'm up in the room, I'm totally unaware of the fact that a guy comes running into the store screaming "Gimmie a quater, gimmie a quater I need something I know you got it!" right too my mom, no more than a mere three inches from her face. The owner forcefully removed him from the store, and everything was honky-dory. LA's crazy, man.

It's around this time that I found out we're gonna eat Taylor's Steak house, not my favorite place to eat. We get there and I just want to commit suicide for several reasons:

1. I've eaten there before and I didn't like it
2. I was extremely hungry at the time
3. I had a splitting headache
4. I desperatley wanted to go to the Apple Store

The waitress brings my salad, and I was shocked because it was real fuckin' good. Certainly kicked my ass. Then the Pan fried steak came, and it was unreal I was shocked at how good it tasted, I mean real good. Although I thought $16 dollars for what basically was a chicken fried steak seemed silly and pricy, to me anyway. But, I don't think I'll have any qualms about eating there again.

Then there was the waitor. He was just a guy walking around and my grandmother asked him for some napkins, he came back and dropped of the napkins and we all told him thank you and he said your welcome. And just stood there. Looked around at us and asked "Can I get you anything else", no were fine was answer that was given to him by all of us. And he just stood there, looking and repeating what he had just said earlier. We all looked around at each other, thinking to ourselves 'what's this guy doing'. Then my mom said "Maybe some more napkins" he suddenly became extremely excited and got more napkins. It was at this time that I told everyone that I thought he had wanted a tip for bringing napkins. He comes back and starts up a major conversation, turns out he's just bored and wanted to talk. I really liked him, super nice guy.

We pay the check and ask the waitor where The Grove is and he gives us directions (to which I had touble paying attention to). We get there and everyone but me is confused by the parking structure. We find a parking spot, get on the elevator and I find it. The holy land. The Apple Store. Every Mac that's currently available was there, including the new 12" and 17" PowerBooks, sheer beauty. The store was much busier then what I thought it would be, but I was in heaven. The genius bar was just too cool. I really want a 15" PowerBook. Bad

Lila, if your reading this, wanna buy me one?

Came home, stopped at McDonalds. Talked to Mitch, then went to dream land.

The entire trip, I couldn't stop thinking about how much I hate living in Bakersfield, and how boring it is here. I wanted to move into an apartment there and live in LA LA land, the most fuckin' phony, super-ficial place on earth. Then I realized how stupid that was.

God bless wi-fi!

After coming back from the dentist today, I stoped by CompUSA and picked up an Apple Airport Card. God bless you Apple!

I'm sitting in my moms dining room 'borrowing' internet access from my neighbor. He's got a DSL connection and a wireless router and I'm mooching off of him.

I'm sure he doesn't mind, I wouldn't. If I had my network setup like his, I'd share it. Internet access should be available to anyone who wants it, I think.

Apples and Powerbooks and iBooks, oh my!

I'm thinking about putting my iBook up on ebay. I couldn't fetch much for it, maybe $1000 if I'm lucky

oh god I gotta crap

whoo, that's better. I guess those two slices of pizza I had last night at three in the morning was the cause of that sudden burst of fecal matter.

As I was saying, before my ass exploded. I wanna sell my iBook and get a new 1ghz PowerBook. Those things are sooo sweet. I like the 15" version better than the 17", too big, bulky and heavy.

Thing is they're fucking expensive, a low end 15" is $2,200. The high end is like $2,800 I'm thinkin'.

Oh well, maybe I could sell my body for sex or something.

Boredom

Most of the time, when I get bored, I end up eating something. But sometimes, I get so bored that I just lay down on the floor and sleep for about 5 or 6 minutes. I wake up thinking that hours have past when in reality just a miniscule amount of time has passed.

I understand why Simon from American Idol is such an asshole. If I had to listen to those no talent hacks for more than hour, I'd probably open fire on them.

Playlists

Here's a list of all the music on my computer, figured it'd be good readins.

Oh my god…

What the hell is this?

A Day In The Life

Woke up today at about 1:30pm or so and didn't get out of bed till about 2:00pm. I mainly sat on my mom's bed, laptop blasting out Queens of the Stone Age and me, with my trusty guitar, playing along to the kick ass tunes that filled the room.

It was about an hour after this that my mom asked if we wanted to go, of all things, a monster truck show, with Christopher, Nini and our respective fathers.

I was quite ambivialent on the subject. I really could care less about a bunch of hicks, hootin' and hollerin' about some whacked out red neck driving a equally whacked out truck. But, my brother wanted to go so I said 'fuck it'. We've never been to one before and I'm one for trying new things.

I feel dizy right now.

My mom, dad, Vince and myself eat some cheeseburgers at Texaco and my mom drops us off at Centenial Garden. I took my iPod with me when went to eat and when my mom droped us off, I had left my headphones in the car (more on that later).

Timmy and Tweety said they'd meet us there at 7:30pm, we got there fifeteen minutes earlier. Fortunatley for me, the local rock radio station, Krab, was there covering the event. Being early gave me time to lodge my complaints with their shitty playlists. The D.J. was in total agreement with me, but he said he 'has about as much control of the music as does the janitor'. Note to self never work in radio.

So, we get inside. Watch the truck jump and make noise. Watch some kids do some motocross and ATV stuff. Oh yeah, I was bored off my fuckin ass.

Cut to 12:30am. I go out to the car to get my Grado SR-60 headphones (THEE best headphones, EVER!) and my mom is like 'lookin' for your headphone' to which I say, yup.

Here's where it gets sad, aparently when I left on the floorboard of the car, the cord fell out of the car, thus causing the jack to scrape against the road for an undetermined ammount of time. She said the jack is pretty worn down, so it must've draged for a few miles atleast. My headphones are at my grandparents' house, I've gotta go and see if they still work tomorrow (or later since it's 5am right now).

Anyone wanna buy me some headphones?

Also, Lila and her cousin Tiffany called me and left a bunch of bizare messages on my voice mail. Tiffany is a weird chick.

But then, what woman isn't?

Pictures

I added some pictures from the birthday party I went to last Monday.

Click here to see them.

Thank you…

I love, love, love this woman. There's no force, no ammount of material goods, no combination of words and phrases to describe what I feel for her.

I anticipate the day we're married, and I can parade her around, proudly. Braging to people about how wonderful she is, how much I care for her. Shooting off my mouth at what a great catch she is, how they missed out on having the most awesome person to walk the planet.

I probably don't say it enough to her, but she knows I love her.

On a more lighter note. I went toSharon's 16th birthday party I had loads o' fun. Got to see all my cousins/freinds. No major incidents went down, no fights or anything that's worth writing about. All in all, a pretty un-eventful, but fun, party.

Sharon looked so happy, I just had to laugh at how happy she was. She got pretty drunk, so by the end of the party she was hanging all over me and we were playing hand slap games that six-year old girls play in school.

I suck at those games.

My cousin Jenny and I did a lovely rendition of 'Hey Jude' as we left, she sang and I played piano. We got applauded, which shocked me 'cuz I was doing it as a joke. Jenny and her family are well versed in music, there not just all about top 40 shit. They know good music. Her dad (my first cousin) had quite a long conversation about jazz, our love of Elvis Costello. Quite a cool guy.

Speaking of music, I bought the Queens of the Stone Age's Songs for the Deaf, fucking brilliant album. I haven't stoped listening to it since I got it on Saturday. Every song is genius. A dark, yet catchy and some-what poppy rock album. Something that's been needed for a long time.

I also picked up Sing-Sing's The Joy of Sing-Sing. Also a kick ass album, very different from The Queen's album, but equally good. A very sample-oriented album with amazingly dreamy vocals and beats. Command is a damn sexy song. But the album people.

Not a day for consumerism.

Today was a shit day for me buying things. I went to the mall to get my Limited Edition Spider-Man DVD boxed set, they didn't have it. Of course I was supposed to pick it up back in November. Atleast they game me my $10 bucks back for my reservation.

Then, I went to get a ear-piece for my cell phone. All they had was a box set which included and car-charger, ear-piece and fake leather case. So the salesman sold me just ear piece for $10 bucks.

Cut to ten minutes later I'm at Dewars getting Ice Cream, and decide to test my ear-piece. Plug it in, making noise. Speaker works, great. Make a call, no one can hear me. The fucking microphone is broken. Now I gotta go back and get my money back.

Thing is he didn't give me a reciept, he most likely pocketed the $10 bucks for him self, slimy bastard. Now I gotta go when he's there and it'll end up more trouble than what it's worth.

One steady flow of thought.

I'm watching The Screen Savers right now and my brother, Vince, is playing Mortal Kombat II on the PC. Leo is doing an interview with Simson Garfinkel and Abhi Shelat about hard drive data still being on the disk. Even though most people think they're safe.

Vince just knocked Shang Tsung off the pit.

I went to Target yesterday and applied for a Target Visa card. I got aproved! $6000 credit limit, K-Rad (what does K-rad mean, I've been saying it for years, yet I don't know what it means).

I spent alot of time trying to set up the images folder on the site yesterday. I was trying to get Apache to list the contents with icons and stuff. I did it. Check it out here

Crystal called me yesterday. She was bored and she did one of her couple with me. She thought I was Paul, how gross?

I've been eating a lot of potato chips, in paticular Ruffles Cheddar and Sour Cream and straigh up plain Lays. I guess I should cut down, but, they're so good. And I get bored at night, and when I get bored, I eat.

I want a Junghans Atomic Watch they're so cool. You never have to set the time, they use the atomic clock that's in Colorado (I think).

I miss my woman... she's cool. She's my other half if you will.

This is silly

Retard Quiz

No Beer and No T.V. Make Homer Go Something-Something

God, I gotta start sleeping earlier. It's fuckin 6:51am and I'm still up.

I'm not tired, but I have no energy. My eyes can barley stay open, yet it hurts to close my eyes. My brain has shut down and I don't even know what I'm typing, but still it's churning out idea after idea.

Maybe I should stay out in the sun tomorrow. I read that your body's internal clock gets set by the sun. So I figure if I stay out, I'll get back on a normal, human sleep schedule (remember when MS Outlook was called Schedule +).

Oh yeah, I hate George Bush and all he stands for!

Peace.

25th Anniversary of the BBS

Today marks the 25th anniversary of the BBS. God I miss them.

From 1996 to 1998 I ran a BBS called 'The Laugh House'. I was among the last of a dying breed in town.

It was just us, a bunch of die-hard computer users/nerds, trying to improve on something that was already far better than anything then we have ever experienced. At the time, to me anyway, there's was nothing greater then configuring ANSI files for my 'welcome screen'.

I, unfortunately, got into it when the BBS was on it's way out and the 'net was gaining in popularity more and more everyday. I would gladly give up access to the internet to go back to the days of the BBS. It just seemed so much more personal. Like a community. I considered everyone I met during those years a part of my family.

I really miss all those guys.

Happy 25th BBS!

The Phone That Wouldn’t Stop

Let me tell you a story about woman who doesn't know a thing about phone courtesy.

This woman call and lets the phone ring... and ring... and ring... and ring. For like fifteen minutes straight. That's not polite... at all.

I think a ringing phone is so annoying.

I just let it ring 4-5 times and hang up. I get the message. They're not there. They don't wanna talk to me.

V-Day

Happy Valentines Day everyone! Hope everyone gets kissed and get some chocolates... just watch out for the anal warts. They're a doozy.

amd barton

The Screen Savers has a review on AMD's new Athlon XP 3000+ Barton (not a very catchy name). You can read it here

Storms a brewin’

It's been storming here since about 4:30am. Wind and rain, you know, the good stuff. The wind blowing rustling all the leaves of the trees surrounding my house. I really find it relaxing.

What a party

I got back from the party last night at about 3:00am. The party was less then fun, to say the least.

Turns out the party wasn't a party, but a wake dinner. For those of you who don't know what that is, let me explain.

Sometimes when people die, a year after the person dies they have a 'memorial' dinner. Which basically consists of a bunch of people getting together drinking and having a dinner that's been sitting on the table for about an hour so it's ice cold. Yum.

I, of course, know NO ONE there and get introduced to the dead guys grandsons and we hit it off pretty well. They're not usually the kind of people I'd hang out with, but they're nice and the only ones there within three years of my age.

To make a super night even more spectacular, the hotel is a real snooty place in Santa Monica, therefore, security is super tight. No drinking at all. So the wondertwins inform me of this and suddenly the strange urge to commit suicide overcomes me and I have to sit down.

I know I said in my last post that I wasn't gonna drink, but it was so fuckin' boring that I had to do something. Well about a hour later we decide to leave and head to the Promenade. What a fucking joke. That place is so fucking elitist and status conscious that I just wanted to throw-up. I really fuckin' hate Los Angeles.

We leave at about midnight.

As we're leaving the guy whos brother had died given us two halfs of a giant chocolate chip cake. My mother and Nini's mother didn't want to keep. I wouldn't find out the reason until later.

So at about 1:00am we stop at a place called Cafe Mike in Castaic. Now I'm all for hating major corporations and taking down big business. But, there are somethings where big business strives at, and that's making un-healthy oil-based foods.

I eat what I know, and I know Denny's. I'd much rather eat at a dirty Denny's than a dirty truck stop called Cafe Mike. I walked in the place and felt like I had been transported to another dimension or something, it was just bizare.

The place was decorated like a typical truck stop restaruant. Weird metal signs from the 50's declaring that "There's nothing like a Coke" There's a couple in there who stay for 15 minutes, leave for 10 and come back. I assume they do this all night.

The 'staff' consisted of a 19-year old Arminian Elvis impersonator/waiter, a hispanic cook and a mysterious bus-boy who only stuck his head out from the kitchen door. The waiter was a hoot, he was threatning in a very non-threatning way. He would say we're real nice, but you couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not... very strange.

I've never in my entire life seen an American-Mexican truck stop. Yes, a truck stop that sells sandwiches and other American style food alongside Enchiladas and Tacos. By the way, the food was absolutely garbage. I took two bites of my Enchiladas and couldn't finish it.

So while we're eating we give the two chocolate cakes to the 'staff' at the truckstop and the weird ass couple and everyone else who happened to stop in. So I asked my mom why they didn't wanna keep the cakes and it turns out the guy who died was a murderer. Yup, a killer.

Apparently, the guy had an affair with a woman and he stoped seeing her. She threatened to expose him. So instead he takes her out on his boat, chops her up and throws her in the water.

I now believe with out a shadow of a doubt that my family is mentally insane.

Party-Harty

I'm going to a party in Los Angeles tonight. It's gonna suck major, but there's nothing else to do on a Sunday... so why not?

I'm not really all into party's that much. I just like to go just to do something, know what I mean? It's not the whole social interaction thing that appeals to me, just getting out of the house and doing something besides sitting in front of the computer or TV.

I'm not gonna drink tonight

I want to, but we're probably gonna come home late at night and I don't wanna be drunk and nauseated in the car. Having that taste of vomit in the back of your throat. The projectile amalgam of vodka, whiskey and other alcoholic properties preparing to make it's journey from your stomach to some sort of container. I do not wanna have that feeling at 100 miles from holding in the puke as not to ruin the car.

Good times!

Clone High

I hate MTV. I think that it has single handedly lowered America's standards for what is considered good music.

I think any network that tells you what's "good music" is nothing more than an evil corporation. Bent on selling a look more than actual music that most people can listen to for more the three seconds.

Not only do they play the worlds shittiest music, they play said shit over and over and over again. How many times can I listen to Justin Timberlake whine about how he want me to 'cry him a river'? They seriously played that video no more than five times, in one hour!

But, I gotta admit. Once in a great while they'll have some thing that's worth watch. Which brings me to Clone High. The show is brilliant, it's bizarre and full of stupid pop-culture references, that it makes a pompous ass, like myself, burst into laughter.

How many shows out there have a Mr. Belvedere robot/vice principal?

One. Only one.

The DMCA is bad!

Happy Birthday to me!

Well, yesterday was my birthday. I had a nice birthday all my friends who weren't there called me and wished me a happy birthday which was cool.

I'm choking on water right now.

I made out like a bandit in the gift department. My mom got me OS X 10.2 and $200 bucks. Moe gave me $200 bucks and a cool Casio divers watch with like three dials in it. Real cool.

All in all, I got like $600 bucks total.

My mom got me a Baskin Robins' Ice Cream birthday cake, it was surprisingly good. It's the first time in a long time I remember eating two slices. Wish I had some now.

Yesterday afternoon I decided I wanted to go to the driving range. I hadn't been there in about three or four months, so I was shocked to see that the place had went to shit. In order to explain I have to tell you about Jose Arredando (Probably not spelled right, but fuck it!)

Jose started Family motors a very successful new and used car dealership, he's probably the richest person in Bakersfield. Now it's not proven or anything but it's most likely that some or most of his money is made through drug trafficking.

From 2001 through 2002 this man was every where. You look left and he's there, you look down he's there, you go hit a bucket of balls... he's there.

So he sells the place to a Japanese guy and the place goes to shit. The end.

That was so pointless...

But, I had a fun birthday!

I love my Mac

I love my Mac! Everything just looks so much better.

Jerry Springer

Jerry Springer needs to be stopped! They're showing a clip of a this fat, naked, tattooed man eating his wife's soup. But there's a catch. She puts cockroaches in the soup before he can eat it. His show's gone downhill since he released that retarted piece of crap, Ringmaster.

There's something about Americans, and people in general, that makes us fascinated with people who are weirder than us. Often times, I've noticed that it's usually for personal gain (I know, your asking where are you going with this? Nowhere.) and I feel that is wrong and we should all stop!

I would make fun of every fat, ugly, deformed bizzare weirdo I've seen, but, I'm in too that whole karma thing.