Saturday, March 29, 2003

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.

Friday, March 28, 2003


I think I look a lot like Curly in this picture

Thursday, March 27, 2003

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.

Wednesday, March 26, 2003

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

Thursday, March 20, 2003


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.

Wednesday, March 19, 2003


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


Monday, March 17, 2003

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.

Saturday, March 15, 2003

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!

Thursday, March 13, 2003

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?)

Wednesday, March 12, 2003

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.

Tuesday, March 11, 2003


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.

Sunday, March 9, 2003

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.

Thursday, March 6, 2003

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.

Wednesday, March 5, 2003

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.

Tuesday, March 4, 2003


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.

Sunday, March 2, 2003


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