Camping...
Is reserved for the Nov. 11 weekend. Malibu Creek. Fishing, coffee, dirt, grime, beans on toast, cocktails, beans on toast.
Is reserved for the Nov. 11 weekend. Malibu Creek. Fishing, coffee, dirt, grime, beans on toast, cocktails, beans on toast.
The beginning of the World Series tonight was one of the most pathetic pro-America propaganda bull shit that I've ever seen. A song, a la We Are The World, to begin the World Series in Houston is an atrocious attempt by Fox to pretend that they give a shit about this game. I'm furious that the coverage, commentary and extras have been sub-par to say the least. Guaranteed if we had a Yankee-Angels world series, everything would be top notch. God forbid we have two teams with great stories and great pitching in the series. I hate Fox, I hate the Yankees and I hate Michael McDonald.
a "crazy man" came strolling by my window tonight rambling to himself about andrew hamilton and cia operations.
what a time in life. Transition on phenomenal levels. I come to all of you with great joy in my heart. the gathering of good people, creates an atmosphere... of, well... how do you call it... love. Our friendships are amusing, all walks of life, but a gratifying trueness to it all.
Well, since Andrew is out and I've not heard a peep from a certain burning Bush, I will tentatively say that the poker game has indeed become a real one at my house. Be in the LBC at 7:30 and I will entertain you with dancing and exhibitionism, the likes of which you've never seen. Except at Andy and Alan's bachelor weekend.
Wanted to know who all is coming tonight. We're gonna get things rolling at about 7:42. If we have people interested in playing that are not at my house tonight, we will have an online game going. If however, the only people that want to play are at my house then we will have a real game. That being said, if you're coming to my house bring 1) A computer with either a wireless connection or an ethernet cable 2) Plenty of drinks 3) An appetizer if you have one lying around 4) $10 in case we have a real game there will be a real buy in.
For those of you who have yet to see the new and fabulous Biola Connections (or threw it away without reading it) you may be interested to learn that The UK's Methodist Church has started the first ever 3D on-line church.
I'm going to reserve campsites tomorrow and I need a head count as to who will be coming both evenings, so I'll know how many sites to reserve. Word.
We will be having a Great Pumpkin Fest on saturday the 22st at our pad near the lake. It will also be a birthday party for Alan and Xio. It's also the pre-"Halloween" party, though I think I speak for everyone when I denouce the evil ALL HELL DAY, as it translates. So come and enjoy, SATURDAY OCTOBER 22. More details to follow concerning what to bring.
Look bitches. If you really have a problem than you can suck it. However, if you all want to do this, I'm opening up my place to anyone that wants to join and hang out. Bring some beer, a computer and your best bandaged glasses. Alan, I didn't go to your wedding so you can't come to my house. Does that even work? Just kidding Alan, you can come to my house and I'll get you drunk enough to forget that I wasn't there and I'll get drunk enough to make up for the fact that I wasn't shit-faced with everyone else on the planet. I love you all, except Dan, that's not love. That's lust.
That's right. No, no it's not. However, Friday, October 21st, we will be having an online gaming tournament of women. Bring your beer, your game face and some drunken conversation. The game will start promptly at 9:30 p.m. PST. (That's 10:30 for Mountain Time folk) We will be having a private table that I'll set up on Pokerroom. The table will be named that evening and I will post the table name so that you can join said table. Sign up whenever you want, it's free. Leave any questions here.
I was wondering what the group thought, since we can't all be together at the same time, about having an online poker night? I realize this sounds extremely gay but you can make a room where it's just us. We can all go out and buy beer and cigarettes and talk shit on each other. It'll be like we're all there but we don't have to actually see anyone. An ideal situation for all. I have a terrible feeling that all comments will now be directed towards my manhood or lack thereof.
one of my favorite all time pogues lines
Seeing as the Bridge School Weekend is probably dead this season, how about a little beach campout the first weekend of Turkey Month? Post here if you're in and I'll reserve some spots. I just got all my rods and reels together and am itching to catch a Halibut or two. We'd probably hit up Malubu...
well, all good things must come to an end i suppose. for all of you who went out for the wedding...thank you for coming and we had an incredible time. couldn't have asked for a better wedding and time surrounding it. Maui was as it should be, gorgeous and relaxing. lots of good food, and lots of good drink. we stayed at just an amazing place. paradise, literally. it's hard to come back from that....especially when you learn that your boss has been 'replaced' on the show he created. Meaning, no more Commander In Chief. We're moving back to DIsney this week. I knew I was important around here, but I'm gone for a week and all hell breaks loose? anyways, can't wait to hang....
Is everyone enjoying the playoffs in baseball? I listened to alot of the playoffs the past two years driving from aromas to monterey/seaside for school over at CSUMB. I have to admit, listening to baseball on radio is better than listening to football on radio. I root for the Dodgers and will always remember them taking apart the A's back in '88. The miracle home run by Kirk Gibson; Orel's pitching, I will always remember this series. Where I was, who was there, the pizza birthday party I went to. My grandparents were big Dodger fans. My grandpa had died that year; we came over and watched the series with my grandma. She loved baseball, even had an aquaintance that played for the Dodgers, Wally Moon. They were from the same town, Bay, Arkansas. One time at a game in San Fran, most likely at Candlestick, though I guess it could have been at Seals Stadium, my grandma got close to the field during batting practice and yelled, "HEEYYYY BOOGER!" I am not quite sure if that was a nickname for everyone from Bay or if that was a special one just for Wally Moon, but he heard it and knew it had to be someone from Bay because only someone from Bay would know such a moniker. They talked for a bit and took photos and even got some home movie of Wally and Grandma talking. The Dodgers won that game and I think Wally even hit a homer, but maybe he didnt. My grandparents got back on the bus headed for Salinas and enjoyed the silence of the other passengers, all Giants fans. Harry and Tommie had a great outing. My grandma's nickname was Tommie. She had always been a tomboy growing up, so.... Her entire family never called her by her given name Elwanda or Bertha. She had two names because her birth certificate had both and it was never figured out which one was her official name. She loved baseball and she loved the Dodgers. Sometimes I wish I loved baseball like my grandma did, but I do not. Maybe because I could never field very well, or because I never played Little League. I was always drawn more to football. I was better at it and my dad was and still is a big football fan and an even bigger Oakland Raider fan. He started to love the Raiders back when he was in the National Guard. He learned to love three things while in the Guard....1)coffee 2)cigarettes 3)the Raiders....he quit number 2 thankfully but the other two stuck. I love football and I love the raiders and I have to admit...after the Dodgers had again blown up in the 2nd half of the season and they were done I started to root for two teams, the Angels and any team that was playing the A's. My dad and I have 50 yard line tickets, row 13 for October 23 in Oakland. I wanted the infield to be gone...I hate watching football with that infield. It is beautiful for a baseball game but absolutely revolting for a football game. This turned out way too long and should have been posted on my own blog site, but I couldnt get it sent over there. I miss my grandma.
I googled "funny" and this is what popped up first. It's funny, I know, I'm sorry.
Vote here. I vote to turn it off. It has killed the blog, seeing as people are lazy and don't like entering in dumb passwords. My vote is to turn it off.
Bring your own tortillas and brew choice to my house on friday. I will make the inside of a fajita and we will watch the Angels and White Sox lose.
Please be praying for me. Last night someone stole my acoustic and electric guitars out of my 4 Runner. They also took my guitar amp and cabinet and my pedal board. All in all around $8k. Pretty sad day, especially the acoustic that my parents gave me for my 17th birthday. It's one of those things that God's testing my heart with. I want to be someone that does not portray himself as a victim of circumstance and in doing so I will say, with no equivocations, that I should've brought my stuff inside and that all of this is ultimately my own doing. I do however say that I will always miss my guitar and the memories that surround such a menial "thing". But when something becomes almost an heirloom bought by sacrifice there's a sense of belonging that encomapsses the item. Thanks for the memories old Takamine, and thanks to all of you that played these items lovingly and many times drunkenly. I love you all like I love my gifts. Sorry to post a downer.