Saturday, August 25, 2007
just so you know
i went to disneyland today. had a bunch of fun, beat my personal best score on buzz lightyear's astroblasters and found out that i weigh 2400 tortillas. forget kilos or pounds, from now on i am declaring my weight in tortillas.
update: Disney's California Adventure has a Mission Tortilla Factory that's where I learned I weigh twothousandfourhundredtortillas. And Darcy has me wondering, how much I weigh in burritos, or toast...
Monday, August 20, 2007
oh, techmologee. keep the change.
so anyone who knows me well knows i dislike putting stuff in my pockets. i know pockets are there to hold stuff but i just hate overstuffed pockets. even more, i hate jingly-jangly stuff in my pockets, keys, but mainly COINS.
i told you that story to tell you this one.
i like technology. uh, no. i LOVE technology. there has to be something in the male genetic makeup that causes this techno-lust. my latest techno-crush is on the treat vending machines at school. why? i no longer have to keep change in my pocket or backpack. thanks to modern techmologee the goodie boxes take credit and debit cards now. oh how sweet it is. one sweet step closer to a coin less utopia.
now if i can just get my apartment complex to install card swipers on the washers and dryers.
i told you that story to tell you this one.
i like technology. uh, no. i LOVE technology. there has to be something in the male genetic makeup that causes this techno-lust. my latest techno-crush is on the treat vending machines at school. why? i no longer have to keep change in my pocket or backpack. thanks to modern techmologee the goodie boxes take credit and debit cards now. oh how sweet it is. one sweet step closer to a coin less utopia.
now if i can just get my apartment complex to install card swipers on the washers and dryers.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
WELCOME TO THE BAZOOKA SALOON
it is high time to get rid of my blog title.
as a kid i always wanted a bazooka of my very own, but everyone kept telling me i'd shoot my eye out.
i also wanted to be a cowboy and hang out at a saloon, not for the booze and the whores, but just to be able to say "i'm going to the saloon".
that led to the title bazooka saloon. two of my favorite words combined for your reading pleasure.
enjoy. careful what you shoot at in here, it might shoot back.
see? i'm still a dork
Saturday, August 11, 2007
shh, the 800 lb gorilla is IN the room
yeah, it's here and the funny thing is no one "wants" to talk about it but everyone does!
the same theories are floated, the same rants are belched, and the same pledges to resolve or surrender are made.
what am i talking about?
yup, relationships and that dating thing. there is a veritable cornucopia of blogs out there with numerous posts dedicated, for better or worse, to the subject of dating, relationships and those mysterious members of the opposite sex. but i have to say my thing.
long story short, since moving to orange county, in the few limited social engagements i have attended, i have found that the dating discussion is just as alive and kicking (notice i didn't say 'well') as it is in LA. having participated in more than my fair share of these discussions, again for better or worse, i am all too familiar with the many assumptions, misconceptions and blame-shifting we are ALL guilty of. i bring this all up not as a complaint but to share the actions of a friend, whom shall remain nameless yet deserves the credit-i think- for making some change happen.
late one evening after watching lost or playing guitar hero or seeing a movie that none of the girls were interested in, the guys were hanging out somewhere. the dating talk started, and one guy simply said something like "i'm done talking about it..." but it wasn't a compliant, it was the preamble to his basic plan of action. he had decided we could all, boys and girls, talk ALL we want, but things were NOT going to change until two simple things occurred.
first, guys need to ask girls out. plain and simple.
second, girls need to say 'yes'. plain and simple.
and with that a sort of challenge was issued. not like a wager, not a "hey i bet i can get a date before you can", just a legitimate-"start asking, start dating and it'll happen"
want proof it works? go visit the ward i came from. i think my friend's simple actions spoke FAR louder than all the endless months of our talking and when i left LA i felt as though i were the only one NOT dating, but that was deliberate because i was moving, but i did suddenly feel like it was easier to do the asking. and it seemed like the girls were saying yes.
it ain't easy, but it is SIMPLE.
we've made this whole process too damn complicated, i have heard all the reasons, the pros and cons, the horror stories, the success stories. i'll still hypothesize, discuss, and have dr.laura moments, there is comfort in talking about the things that give us anxiety, but when it comes down to it, i gotta ask, and she's gotta say yes. it isn't a guarantee but it's a start.
the same theories are floated, the same rants are belched, and the same pledges to resolve or surrender are made.
what am i talking about?
yup, relationships and that dating thing. there is a veritable cornucopia of blogs out there with numerous posts dedicated, for better or worse, to the subject of dating, relationships and those mysterious members of the opposite sex. but i have to say my thing.
long story short, since moving to orange county, in the few limited social engagements i have attended, i have found that the dating discussion is just as alive and kicking (notice i didn't say 'well') as it is in LA. having participated in more than my fair share of these discussions, again for better or worse, i am all too familiar with the many assumptions, misconceptions and blame-shifting we are ALL guilty of. i bring this all up not as a complaint but to share the actions of a friend, whom shall remain nameless yet deserves the credit-i think- for making some change happen.
late one evening after watching lost or playing guitar hero or seeing a movie that none of the girls were interested in, the guys were hanging out somewhere. the dating talk started, and one guy simply said something like "i'm done talking about it..." but it wasn't a compliant, it was the preamble to his basic plan of action. he had decided we could all, boys and girls, talk ALL we want, but things were NOT going to change until two simple things occurred.
first, guys need to ask girls out. plain and simple.
second, girls need to say 'yes'. plain and simple.
and with that a sort of challenge was issued. not like a wager, not a "hey i bet i can get a date before you can", just a legitimate-"start asking, start dating and it'll happen"
want proof it works? go visit the ward i came from. i think my friend's simple actions spoke FAR louder than all the endless months of our talking and when i left LA i felt as though i were the only one NOT dating, but that was deliberate because i was moving, but i did suddenly feel like it was easier to do the asking. and it seemed like the girls were saying yes.
it ain't easy, but it is SIMPLE.
we've made this whole process too damn complicated, i have heard all the reasons, the pros and cons, the horror stories, the success stories. i'll still hypothesize, discuss, and have dr.laura moments, there is comfort in talking about the things that give us anxiety, but when it comes down to it, i gotta ask, and she's gotta say yes. it isn't a guarantee but it's a start.
Thursday, August 9, 2007
blogging, how bad can it get?
have i successfully lost any and all attention once paid to my blog? i have definitely contributed more to the blogosphere through my comments on OTHER blogs than i have in content on my own blog. boo. i should change that. i will. maybe.
a quick update tonight and then i'll put some pretty pictures up tomorrow, get this wagon train aheadin' in the right di-rection.
yup, i moved to huntington beach.
yup, i ride my bike almost everyday, and i hope that makes keith paugh jealous.
yup, i live 3 blocks from the beach and as dan might say, 'it's pretty much the most awesome thing ever'.
yup, i miss my LA friends, i love them dearly and i'm happy they are so busy dating that they don't have time to miss me.
yup, i am going back to school to study industrial design at art institute, and
nope, i do not miss LA traffic ONE BIT!
-end transmission-
a quick update tonight and then i'll put some pretty pictures up tomorrow, get this wagon train aheadin' in the right di-rection.
yup, i moved to huntington beach.
yup, i ride my bike almost everyday, and i hope that makes keith paugh jealous.
yup, i live 3 blocks from the beach and as dan might say, 'it's pretty much the most awesome thing ever'.
yup, i miss my LA friends, i love them dearly and i'm happy they are so busy dating that they don't have time to miss me.
yup, i am going back to school to study industrial design at art institute, and
nope, i do not miss LA traffic ONE BIT!
-end transmission-
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