Wednesday, June 9, 2004

Vintage is better.

I love playing guitar. It's one of my favorite rexlation techniques, if I'm stressed out, I just crank my amp and make noise.

Now, my brother, Vince, is learning to play guitar, and he's quite good for a beginner.

My favorite guitar maker is Fender. I love Fender guitars, don't get me wrong Gibson and ESP are awesome guitars. But, there's just something about a Fender that I really like. Their guitars are designed elegantly and with such simplicity and beauty. They play like a dream and, if you know what kind of mods to do to them, can produce a number of different tones.

My favorite Fender guitar, is my Reissue '62 Jaguar. It's a kick ass guitar. My brother has a reissue Competition Mustang. Two of Fender's coolest looking guitars, ever!

So today, I was looking at our guitars leaning up against my amp and said to my self 'Damn, those are some fine looking guitars.' So, I took some pictures.

Tuesday, June 8, 2004

I made it!

Heh, I made this. I made myself laugh for hours!

I'm a wizard man

Sunday, June 6, 2004

Saftey First

Today, I was going through the saftey manual of my new Passat. It's a pretty straightforward manual. Wear you seat-belt and don't speed type stuff. But, the best part is the pictures.

The pictures depict these weird half-human-half-zombie people. It's weird. But, just let me set one thing straight, they're all laughs.

So, I figured I'd share some of my favorites with you. On Internet.

<a href="/gallery/view_album.php?set_albumName=funny
wreck">Click here and laugh.

Thursday, June 3, 2004

What was the chef’s name from the Muppets?

Last night, Lila and I got bored and hungry and we each made our own meals.

Lila made home made bean burritos which where, by the way, excellent. She melted cheese in the beans. Really good.

I made Caprese and Bruschetta. Also very delicious if I do say so myself. In fact, I was so proud of it that I took pictures.

Click here to see!

Monday, May 31, 2004

..About a man named, Mesa

I've known Mitch for years. A million in fact. I've grown up with the kid. And one thing I've always admired about him is one good manner he has.

Waiting for everyone elses food to come before he eats his.

He has the ability to sit, and wait, even if his food is right there in front of him. He will sit there, ignoring his plate mere inches from his face, acting as if he's giving he's club sandwich the silent treatment. Waiting patiently for the rest of his partys food to arrive. It takes will power to acomplish something like that.

Me on the other hand, I can barely wait to get it in my mouth. Like a crack addict who hasn't had a fix in weeks. I don't care if you haven't eaten in a month, my chicken fried steak is going in my mouth and out my butt with or with out you.

Thursday, April 29, 2004

Yuck…

I just burped... It was a micro throw up burp. That makes me mad. A fly came in the house when I got the mail. That makes me made, too!

Monday, April 26, 2004

falsies

They just got finished calling jurors for the first trial. I didn't get called.

If I don't get called , I only have to stay until 4 P.M. Which is cool, 'cuz I'll be dismissed from jury duty for one year. However, if I do get called I have to stay until 5 P.M. and a trial could last 1-5 days.

But, deep down. I want to get picked, it's kinda like the crippled guy getting picked for baseball over me (Yeah, I suck that bad.)

They callin' again