Le Page de Frito

2002-08-15T17:24:00.000-07:00

Please note...

The interview page has moved:

http://www.cheeseandbeer.com/interviews

I couldn't figure out the archiving crap here on blogger, so I wrote my own dynamically generated content. When in doubt - reinvent the wheel! This will mostly revert to my regular blog again...

2002-08-01T19:35:00.000-07:00

Nantini

N:
What have you been doing?

S:
What have I been doing?

N:
Yeah.

S:
Wanting to get my hair cut.

N:
It's grown out - a lot.

S:
I know.

N:
Are you trying to grow it out?

S:
Well, I was, but I don't think I wanna. The idea was to achieve the perfect '70's butt rocker look.

N:
You know, the mullet's not in. It's the Mohawk that's in.

S:
The Mohawk? I don't think I can go for the Mohawk.

N:
You know, if you want somewhere to grow out your hair, what you probably should do is just trim up the top and clean up the back.

S:
So yeah, I thought I would get the back cleaned up and then trim up the sides and shape it up. Maybe just kind of like it's shaggy, but jaggedy on the edges and the bangs and stuff.

N:
You really shouldn't take too much length off. Just clean up this.

S:
yeah

N:
Yeah.

S:
Yeah.

N:
YEAH!

S:
You know what you're doing!

N:
I know what I'm doing!

S:
How the hell do you know what you're doing? That's great.

N:
I'm trying to keep my place tidy. And of course of all times that I have people over, it's not tidy. Usually, I'm such an anal freak that it's always tidy.

S:
It's always in perfect shape until someone comes over...

N:
Until someone comes over!!! Annie and Ethan came over. I cut Ethan's hair and we were watching the rest of A Beautiful Mind while I was cutting his hair. And then he's like, "Uh, your place is kind of modern. You've got a lot of silver." I go, "Silver's the new black!" And she's [Annie] all telling him about my anal freakishness, but it doesn't look like it today. I'm giving you a tour of my closet, look at this.

S:
Yeah, that head...you're wig looks so nice

N:
That's cause I cut her hair. That was one of my mannequins I practiced on. I buzzed it down to nothing. So she's just uh head for my wig. Multi-purpose.

S:
I think she looks good with the buzz cut.

N:
Yes. I call her Sarah, as in Sarah Jessica Parker.

S:
Right.

N:
So have you guys been going out very much?

S:
We're going out tonight to see Cousteau.

N:
Oh, there's one song I like of theirs I heard on KEXP. I found their CD used somewhere and I couldn't recognize the song.

S:
I've only listened to the cd once.

N:
Really, is it good?

S:
Yeah! I really liked it. It was Stacey's cd. And I think Maria's gonna go.

N:
You want some aqua?

S:
Sure. Cat Power (looking at a cd)

N:
Yeah, that's the old one.

S:
I used to have a Cat Power cd and it just disappeared. I hate that.

N:
I found that one used.

S:
Oh, I had this whole plan that I was gonna mine Goodwill for cool vinyl, but that stuff doesn't make its way to Goodwill.

N:
No.

S:
People are hanging on to it, I guess. Bastards.

N: (with hair toolbox in hand)
Some guy saw me on the street and he was like "What type of work do you do? You've got a toolbox."

S:
So where do you set up?

N:
Right there. In the living room. What time's the show?

S:
They said doors open at 8.

N:
Where's it at? The Showbox?

S:
Yeah, the Showbox.

N:
Oh, it won't start till 9 or so. Who's opening up?

S:
I have no idea. I don't think it says on the ticket.

N:
(new song on the radio) Twilight Singers.

S:
Stacey was just telling me that this is Greg Dulli from Afghan Whigs.

N:
Yeah, and Sean Smith from Brad.

S:
Ahh, a friend of mine was just asking if I had this Afghan Whigs cd. I said, oh, I bet Stacey does.

N:
(pointing to brown spots on the catch sheet)
Ok, that's brown dye, it's not what you think. I did Annie's hair and we spilt brown dye all over this and it's not poop. It's BROWN DYE.

S:
I believe ya.

N:
So which Afghan Whigs CD was it?

S:
Gentlemen. I was certain Stacey had it, but he said "No, but I've got Twilight Singers which is the side project of Greg Dulli." (pointing to photo) Is that a photo of your mom?

N:
Yeah, that's her passport photo form the '70s. So I got really curious about my name, cause everyone kept asking me. So I did a Google search of my own name thinking I would find the meaning of it. Not only did I not feel unique, cause I thought Mom and Dad, I thought my name was special. Way to burst my bubble. It's like finding out that Santa's not really real. So I did a Google search and found my name on Stacey's website. Well, I didn't know he had one. I didn't know what it was about. And it said something like, this was when Annie and I first met you and Stacey at that 76 Union before the Coldplay and Grandaddy show. I was there with my friend, Jeff and his girlfriend and so, uh, he said something like "Nantini, that Thai Girl from Texas".

2002-07-09T23:29:00.000-07:00

Laurie

S:
I’m here with my friend, Laurie Bohm who..uh..I’ve known since my days at Amazon, or her days at Amazon. And she just recently applied for school. Where did you apply?

L:
(laughing) I applied to Seattle Central Community College in their Film and Video Communications Program to get my third degree.

S:
Is Seattle Central the one over on Broadway across from the church? And there’s the other one. I always get Seattle Central and Seattle U mixed up.

L:
No, It’s the one that’s across from the Egyptian.

S:
Right, ok. Is that a community college?

L:
Um hmm.

S:
So it’s an AA in Film and

L:
Video Communications. It’s a 2-year full time program.

S:
So why did you decide to do that?

L:
Because I’m tired of having unstable jobs in education, and I want to learn something new. So I’ll have an unstable job in some other field. (laughing)

S:
That makes sense.

L:
Yeah, and I can get a part time job – a well paying part time job to help supplement my full time schooling. And go further into debt.

S:
A part time well paying job?

L:
(laughing) Yeah, cause I can’t seem to find a full time, well-paying job that I like, I can get a part time, well paying job that I don’t necessarily like. It would be alright.

S:
You could be one of those court reporters.

L:
I think you have to go to more school for that. And my typing skills are real bad, cause I only type with one finger and do 30 words per minute.

S:
What’s a standard typing speed?

L:
50 or 60

S:
Oh, yeah, you can’t be a typist. You could do what Stacey was doing and apply for the Seattle City Light journeymanship program in which you would hang telephone line, or electrical wire, actually.

L:
I wouldn’t mind that so much except for the electricity part.

S:
And in the rain? So you just applied for it?

L:
I’m on the wait list, cause they’re full already. But I just found out that one of the people that I work with, his brother is in the program. He was on the wait list last summer and said that he got in. Cause once tuition comes due, people start dropping out.

S:
Why, Video Communications?

L:
Cause I’m really interested in documentary filmmaking, and I just took the first part of a three part class and I wasn’t really happy with the teacher. I wanted to do something that would be more intensive and give me something more serious. So, I started looking around, and there’s not a whole lot of options. There’s the UW certificate program that I was thinking about. It’s an evening program. It’s only 6 or 9 months and it costs the same amount as the community college 2-syear program. It just seems that the community college would be just more intensive. It has a very, very excellent reputation, actually.

S:
You can get all the learning in 6 months at UW…

L:
No, you don’t get all the learning. You just get part of the learning. And I would really love to like sort of… I don’t want to do it as a hobby. It’s something I’m really interested in pursuing in some way, shape or form, you know in order to be some type of career. So I thought I would get serious about it.

S:
(with cake in mouth) mumble…well….

L:
And part of it is, I’m probably going to be losing my job at the end of the August anyway, so it just seemed like good timing.

S:
Do you know much about the industry?

L:
I know some about it, but that’s why I want to go to school, so I can learn even more.

S:
Well, if you need any music for your future documentary…

L:
I definitely will. I’ve got a lot of people I could go to, actually.

S:
No, no no. Come to me. None of those others.

L:
You put nice things about me in your blog and, sure, I’ll come to you.

2002-06-28T14:09:00.000-07:00

I haven't posted in a bit because I wanted to jump start a new blog idea of interviewing my friends, but while that is being developed, I had to related this recent email thread from yesterday. Upon hearing about John Entwistle's death, we proceeded to discuss who was the next aging rock star to go. I submitted this as my suggestion:

This prompted the following emails, color coated for you reading pleasure:

Trish:
man, isn't the human body made of something like 95% water? keith r's has to be 5% water and 90% heroin then. he's so formaldahyde'd with drugs we probably won't be able to tell the difference between his living entity and his dead one. even when he's dead, they could just prop him up on stage and attach marionette strings to him, make him dance and sway

Adam:
OK Trish. You're talking shit about Keith Moon. And what's more, you're obviously misinformed.
So now, I regret, that I must make corrections with extreme prejudice.

Keith never used Heroin. What a horrible thing to say. Not all rockstars use Heroin, in fact the best don't. And Keith was one of the best.

For those that need clarification like Ms. Searce here, Keith was a drinker and a barbituate user -- Seconal and uppers in particular.

Keith also suffered from acute A.D.D. which is something that few know about. And eventhough this illness is most common in children, it can have devastating effects on adults as well. For Keith, he felt the need to balance out his mood swings with the appropriate counteragent. Sometimes he got out of control. Damn it woman, have some sensitivity!

Lastly, in San Francisco, 1973, Keith passed out on stage 1/2 way through "Substitute", and because Ms. Searce wasnt around with her cruel and dehumanizing suggestion to "just prop him up on stage and attach marionette strings to him, make him dance and sway" he was replaced by an audience member. That lucky patron? Stuart McLeod. He was six.

Keith was one of a kind. He is one of the reasons I love music. He is one of the reasons why the drums are so much fun to play. More than any other musician of his era, I believe that Keith reminded us that Rock n' Roll is about having a good time.

~Adam

Stu:
Uh, dude...she's talking about Keith Richards.

Adam:
Oh.

Never mind.

(SORRY TRISH). :-(

2002-06-14T16:38:00.000-07:00

So I thought I would take time out of my plagarised entries to bring you The Greatest Thing On The Internet Ever.

2002-06-11T11:22:00.000-07:00

Szia Glossza! Tõlem nem érdemes ilyen dolgokat kérdezni, mert soha egy név vagy cím nem jut eszembe. Ugyanígy vagyok az évszámokkal is. Éppen ma mondtam Manónak, hogy amire emlékezni szeretnék, le kell írnom. Mihelyt leírtam, azonnal el lehet felejteni. Az én agyamban csak 128 megabite RAM található, és be kell osztanom, mire használom fel. Nem szeretném, ha lefagyna a Windows-om. Reggelenként úgyis RESTART-tal kell ébresztenem magam.

2002-06-10T10:56:00.000-07:00

I thought I would offer a translation of that previous post, which Marney has so gracefully donated his time to do:

We Had our dance today. It was satisfactory, but not as much fun as the last dance. I danced with my comrades and a couple of raffish gentlemen. (Chuckling) I'm just remembering the fight today. Stephen ran by and knocked down Ryan M.! He then got upset at Alex for laughing about it. He tried to inflict bodily harm on Alex with the help of Andrew! Golly! Alex is tough for fighting off the fisticuffs of two fellows a year older than him. I obtained a passel of sweets today, and I found out who my Secret Santa was...it was Graham! (that scoundrel!) My gift was a tasteful assembly of scented bath oils and such. I just got off the telephone with Thomas. I am excited to meet him, but troubled by a fight with his brother (chuckling). I must be off. Tally-ho!

2002-06-06T15:36:00.000-07:00

we had our dance today. It wuz aiight but not az good az last times dance. I danced wit my friendz and a couple of guyz. hehe...i'm juss rememberin the fight today. Stephen ran by and knocked down ryan m! so he got up pissed and Alex wuz laughin. He got pissed so he "tried" to kick alex's ass wit the help of andrew. Damn! tht kid iz tough for fightin off two guyz a year older than him. mmmm...i got lotz of candi today! and i found out who my kris kringle wuz...it wuz graham! who would've thought! my gift wuz all these lil scented bath thingz that smelled like poperi. I juss got off the phone wit thomas. I kant wait to meet him...but i got into a fight wit hiz bro...hehe. i gotta jet...TTLY.

2002-06-05T19:51:00.000-07:00

So aparentally James told his mom that he was "tired of company". That cool with me, But the thing is that he asked his mom if Covin could spend the night. Jesus james, you need to stop being such a dickhead and come out saying that your tired of me, not telling me that "your mom will yell at you because we eat to much food".

2002-06-04T14:26:00.000-07:00

I haven't been very prolific with this thing for awhile, but that's ok. I'm fine with that *smirk*. I'm actually thinking about changing the format a bit. I want to take a different friend out each week and interview them professional style. Of course, I'm not a professional interviewer, but I thought it would be a great way to spend some one on one time with friends I don't normally get to spend one on one time with and get some interesting conversations in here. So look for that in coming weeks.

2002-05-31T11:51:00.000-07:00

OK, I'm reading a bad review of Undercover Brother, which I haven't seen yet. The reviewer is slamming it, then makes this statement about the plot:

Feather and his cohorts have devised a plan to turn black people into spiritual Caucasians by doping fried chicken with a drug that convinces them to sing karaoke, wear khakis, eat mayonnaise, and listen to Lawrence Welk records.

If this is not Oscar material, I don't know what is!

2002-05-21T10:00:00.000-07:00

Just wanted to pipe in an let ya'll know that plain oatmeal sucks.

2002-05-17T15:06:00.000-07:00

I just opened a fortune cookie and there was no fortune inside. What do you think that says?

2002-05-14T16:59:00.000-07:00

A quick post. This has made my day:

http://www.thefirsttwins.com/countdown.html

2002-05-14T10:14:00.000-07:00

I tried paying my gas bill online. A quick 2 second thing, but turns out I needed to get 128 bit encryption to use that site. I went to download it, maybe a 2 minute thing, and thought I would just download and install the new IE, a 3 minute thing which required me to restart the computer, of course, so it was a 6 minute thing. So it's back up and what do you know, I still have 56 bit encryption, cause my work controls this and they have a reason which is a good reason and has nothing to do with spying on you. So I couldn't pay my gas bill and it's now 10-15 minutes later and my bookmarks are all rearranged because of the upgrade. Never mind that it would take every computer sold in the history of the world something like 3 lifetimes of the earth just to crack 56 bit encription, that's obviously not secure enough for Puget Sound Energy.

2002-05-09T16:53:00.000-07:00

This is this goofball I used to work with in germany (Christian, if you've found yourself reading this website, I'm sorry. You are a goofball):

Here are his Goals in Life. These are my favorites:

Land helicopter in backyard of Florida home

Further wealth by smart investments

Party in the hottest nightclubs around the world
(New York, Paris, London, Rome, Madrid, Barcelona, Miami).

Pray in the Blue Mosque in Istanbul.

Sunbathe on world's tallest sand dunes in Namibia

Cruise the Caribbean on yacht or sailboat with friends & Bacardi

Tour the Universal Studios in L.A.

2002-05-07T15:46:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I was sick. Today I've spent the day trying to work and release the pressure building inside my ears. Not fun, I tell you. I do feel better, however.

Last night our lovely and shimmering friends, Tabitha and Maria came over for dinner as Stacey tried out my new stove. It worked great and he cooked up a mess of fine pork chops and mashed potatoes. I had issues with the full cloves of raw garlic in the potatoes, but who am I to judge. I also made some strawberry ice cream. I think Stacey liked it, except for the full cloves of raw garlic I churned in with it. Kidding.

Maria and Tabitha found it necessary to 'do' my hair. It looked like I rode a motorcycle with no helmet all the way from Miami Florida. I jest. Twasn't bad.

I listen to Clem Snide now.

2002-05-07T10:11:00.000-07:00

They say I've got to be half crazy
To be doing what I do
And I'm a slap happy, gear jammin
Coffee drinkin, truck drivin fool.
I might have a little shimmy
In this cracker box jimmy
But I ain't never cracked up yet.
The more I try to make a buck
In this beat up truck
The more semi-crazy I get

Yeah, I'm semi-crazy
I gotta be half nuts
To keep a running down the road
In these semi trucks
I might have half a mind
to slow it down for a time
But I'm never gonna give it up
Till I'm pushing up daisies
I'll be semi-crazy

I'm just a truck drivin fool
Who never finished school
I got my learnin at the old truck stop
They said I won't amount to much
One gear shift and a clutch
Was the only education I got
I'm just an old blue collar
Semi-crazy road scholar
They tell me that I'm half insane
That I've been driving so long
I've got diesel in my blood
And 90 weight oil on my brain.

2002-05-03T14:18:00.000-07:00

Ah, waiting for something to build so I have a bit of time. Haven't gotten any responses to people littering in my yard yet. I haven't actually set foot out in my front yard, so I can't say whether the crime has been committed or not. Such is the exciting life of Frito.

Tonight I will attend my friend, Dave's birthday party with Ede. Should be fun and somewhat mellow. I think I will not be going to The Baltic Room this early evening as I've been wont to do these past friday afternoons. It's been one of those regular occurences that I really enjoy, so I should stay away for a week to keep enjoying it.

I have to learn to scratch. Please tell me how.

2002-04-30T10:52:00.000-07:00

Marney informed me that the correct way to spell Chicken McNuggets is with a capital M and N, because it's a proper name, like McMason, or McMarney or McAndcheese.

2002-04-30T08:37:00.000-07:00

Under intense pressure from Marney, The Tulip Cam has been changed to The Bus Cam. Now you, too, can see who is waiting to catch the #39 local into downtown Seattle.

Also, since none of my webcams would be complete without a little community service, if you see some tosser dropping his fucking chicken mcnuggets box and sauce wrappers on the ground, save the picture and send it to me. Thanks kids.

2002-04-29T11:19:00.000-07:00

Two recent searches that produced hits to my site were:

Getty Images sucks
and
armenian foot fetish

I thought Stacey would enjoy that

2002-04-27T19:43:00.000-07:00

Tulip Update: [Tulip Cam has been taken down]

The thiefs have been caught. As you can see there are no tulips on the tulip cam because they were stolen by the little neighbor girl. Her mother confessed to me today. No one messes with the Frito and gets away with it.

2002-04-27T16:07:00.000-07:00

Ok, I've got a webcam up and running. If you see someone, besides me!, messing with my tulips, you let me know:

2002-04-24T19:30:00.000-07:00

Someone is stealing my tulips:

I was gonna put up a webcam for you fine internet folks to spy on who's doing it, but the ole webcam broke. Please hold on. I'll have it set up in a week or so. Of course, the tulips will be gone by then, but you can keep watch on my hops.

2002-04-23T16:26:00.000-07:00

I'm writing in my blog. Yipee! I wanted to show you this picture of a chimp:

What the hell is up with that? My money is on the chimp.

2002-04-22T12:18:00.000-07:00

Our governor's aunt hit my car yesterday. Yeah. I was sanding in the back yard, heard a crunch and tried to tell myself it was my neighbor throwing something in his truck. I reluctantly stood up and saw this woman in the middle of the street. I walked out and she slapped her forehead. She started freaking out and yelling in very broken english she would pay for everything, just don't involve insurance or the police. So I called the cops.

I think she did have insurance, she just didn't have the card that showed it was valid for this month. It was sad, she kept handing me cards out of her wallet - her AARP card. Her prescription drug card. Various ID's all with little bits of chinese written on them, I imagine so she would know what they were. My neighbor, Winnie, came home and started trying to translate for the woman, but I can't understand Winnie all the time either!

Eventually, her friend came came down the street and explained everything. Mee (the woman who hit me) - her son had the card and he was playing golf. So we exchanged info and Norman called me last night. I think they plan on paying for it all without insurance, but they may change their mind when they see how much it costs.

Yeah, and she is Gary Locke's aunt. funny.

2002-04-15T10:54:00.000-07:00

You should come to the 4th Annual Wig and Skirt Party.

2002-04-12T11:13:00.000-07:00

I was just writing this my friend, Mary (who has no blog):

I can walk around Capital Hill and chart my life here in Seattle by the free parking spots I've used over the years.

Also, I want to say how silly I find all those "sexy" looking women on the pop-under xCam adverts we get on the internet. Who are they trying to kid - use this camera for security, home protection, to check on your baby, to spy on your hot neighbor. sheesh. Be warned, I have at least 2 and no more than 5 installed in smoke detectors and other small, inconspicuous appliances in my house. I'm particularly proud of the underwater, hottub cam - eeeewwwww, gross! Especially since I'm the only one that gets in it.

Last night was Antonio's going away shindig. Bye bye Antonio. Don't worry, kids, he'll be back in mid-June.

2002-04-09T11:08:00.000-07:00

One of my favorite internet/people just don't think things are the pop up windows that advertise software to kill pop up ads. What tha hell?

So I got a good recording of the Clem Snide show here in Seattle. It was an amazing show, and the recording came out well. If you want a copy, let me know.

I also went to the Fila Brazillia show, which wasn't as vibrant as I thought. I love their recorded music, but it just didn't translate live that night. They brought out an MC that should have just come out for a few songs, but he stuck it out for the remainder of the night. Lots of the Seattle Glitterati there as it was the grand opening of Chop Suey - the old Breakroom. BTW, you should also check out the Cafe Society website from Hull - home of Pork and Fila Brazillia.

I should also post a link to my gallery of images on Artsy Fartsy. That was it. That was the link. So click on it. Have fun. Have a good Tuesday. Let me know if you want a clem snide disc.

2002-04-03T15:51:00.000-08:00

If you want to destroy my sweater...
hold this thread as I walk away....

Ahh..a day of Weezer.

2002-04-01T12:06:00.000-08:00

Just wanted to add a couple of quick links. First, my friend, Heath in Nacogdoches has a blog:

The Daily Senile

And then this:

Your Band Sucks

2002-03-29T11:35:00.000-08:00

This is the coolest:

Dorcus Menswear

2002-03-27T15:54:00.000-08:00

Oh, I'm listening to Gillian Welch. I'm not in an incredibly great mood today, nor am I in a bad mood. I'm frustrated about a few things and Gillian Welch is not the kind of music to listen to at this time. But then you could argue, by listening to it you might feel inspired because your life isn't that crappy afterall, right? Something like that.

I think I need to get something accomplished. I go through these periods where it seems like things I want to do far outweigh the time and ambition I have to complete them. Too many to mention, but last night it was getting Samba to work properly on the linux machine. Samba is a bit of software that basically allows windows machines to read and share information with linux drives. There are just a few pieces that aren't adding up and I got tired of looking at the screen while Stacey was playing video games next to me. So I went on to my next task of making a mute button for a friend, which didn't work either.

I haven't been running for a week due to injury and feeling like I'm lethargic. I know you don't start increasing in mass that quickly, but perhaps. What with all the ice cream and cookies and mac and cheese I've been eating lately.

I saw a bumper sticker on a lesbian's car yesterday that said: I like to lick

Well, I'm guessing she was a lesbian.

2002-03-26T10:56:00.000-08:00

"If I wanted someone to lick my face and poop on my lawn, I'd get back together with Farrah Fauwcett."

quote from Greg the Bunny

2002-03-25T16:56:00.000-08:00

Ok, so I'm in Sonic Boom Records the other day and they were playing this KICK ASS disc of Velvet Undergroundish sounding punk. I was blown away, but too proud to go ask what it was. When I finally went up to pay for my stuff, I asked what they had been playing. The girl looked at me like I was an idiot (of course) and said, "The Modern Lovers". As soon as I left the store, I forgot the band name. Of course, I wasn't going to go back in and ask. It's been driving me nuts since then. I just played the Related Artists game on Amazon.com and started with The Velvet Underground and eventually came up with The Modern Lovers. What a godsend of a band - straight outa '76. I'm going out and buying 2 copies!

2002-03-25T13:01:00.000-08:00

The Oscars...what can I say. Mostly I'm disappointed that Amelie got squat. But as they say, if it were for disappointment, I wouldn't have any appointment.

Avalanche and roll bars. I was a snowball in hell.

Anyway, I was trying to read Metafilter today about the Awards and got a massive headache. My roommate is a big metafilter reader, but after my first day, I've decided that nobody's opinions matter - especially mine. At least on a forum like that. I would have nothing to add except to repeat what others have already said. perhaps I will post comments just to piss people off. ha ha. Now that would be fun.

I was still rooting for Pootie Tang to get best film. And the Award for Best Use of Bob Costas in a Film goes to.... Pootie Tang!

2002-03-21T13:56:00.000-08:00

Quick post:

http://www.pantscam.com/

Oh, also, I had "dinner" over a friend's house last night in which they decided to tear into me about my attempts at dating. Nice. They could have worned me. However, the best part of the evening, when the one that just got back from Cairo in which she had a holiday romance was talking about religion. The dialog went something like this:

HER:	I had this intense religious experience while I was there. It was amazing.
ME:	So what exactly happened? I know there are documented cases of people visiting places like Jerusalem and being overcome with relgious enrapture just because they are overwhelmed by it or have expectations of such
HER:	Well, it happened a few times at night.
ME:	Oh, like in a dream?
HER:	No, I was awake. It came in me.
STACEY:	Laughing uncontrollably all the way home

God, I hope she doesn't read this. I'm so getting my ass kicked.

2002-03-18T16:04:00.000-08:00

Looking for a harddrive? Be sure to do some research first. I was just glancing at a couple today and was immediately drawn to IBM's line of DeskStar drives. Good thing I noticed the poor reviews on Amazon.com. Here's a good article on the situation:

http://www.viahardware.com/ibm120gxp.shtm

Basically, IBM came out after pimping these drives as high end server solutions to say that they should only be used for 333 hours per month to prevent failure. That's about 11 hours per day. Kind of ridiculous if you ask me. This metric is not very publicized, nor do they specify if "usage" is to be defined by the drive being powered on, or read/write. They made the statement and then mum's the word. I'm not saying don't get one of these things if you're looking, just be informed.

Not that anyone who reads this cares.

In other news, I saw a guy puking and running at the same time. I did the St. Patrick's Day Dash, which is a 3.6 mile run from Seattle Center to the new baseball stadium (safeco field for those of you keeping score). This kid was just running along and vomitting and running and vomitting. It was pretty amazing really. At what point do you decide, "Hey, maybe I should stop running and just walk the rest of the way." Although, I don't think he was puking cause the run was difficult. I could see if maybe he was trying to run 26 miles or something, but 3.5?! Go buddy go. We all grabbed a beer at the end. It was 10am Sunday morning. We had "christian" "supporters" yelling at us (while we're running) that we're all going to hell for drinking beer. I didn't see any of us drinking beer. Vomiting, yes. Drinking beer, no. Go figure.

2002-03-13T11:28:00.000-08:00

Company Store! Company Store! Company Store!

I checked out our company store on monday and hit the motherload. 17" flat panel monitor, bullet style trash can (white), minidiscs for a buck a disc, a couple $1 CDs, $15 video card, $15 sound card, $10 NIC, $7 2 port switch. Oh joy!!! I'm thinking about swinging by tonight and picking up a stainless steel microwave to replace Stacey's radiation machine we currently have in the kitchen.

I was all happy without a microwave, heating my food up on the stove or in the oven. Stacey comes along, wants to plug his 1973 microwave back in, and suddenly I'm hooked. I can't say why I'm hooked on heating my food up in it, because it takes something along the lines of 2 days just to get the food back to room temperature. I jest. It took me 10 minutes last night to reheat some pasta. I know all this is incredibly interesting to you, but I didn't ask you to read this.

cheerio.

2002-03-11T11:03:00.000-08:00

First, I should apologize for broken links and images and whatever else here is dependent on my webserver running. Stacey and I are in the process of killing the old web/musicserver and replacing it with his newly resurrected AMD 850. The old machine was a PII 300. You could hear it groaning every time you asked it to do something - like boot up. *snicker*. So the new ma-cheen will run Linux and hopefully we can get the old drive mounted on there so as not to lose any data. I've already got some time saving scripts worked up for displaying images. woo hoo.

So to day is Stacey's first day of his new job. You should send him an email congratulating him on making weekends seem important once again.

Had a grand Saturday. I would say Saturday was the first day I felt fully better. I tried going out on Friday night for Lars' birthday bash at Luau, but I don't think I was 100% then. Got really tired. I met up with Suzanne, Patrick, Mary and Karine for some garage sale-ing. I wasn't really prepared for what I was about to experience. They are serious about this. They have hand signals and code, and patrick makes no bones about jumping in the car without you to get to the next sale. Afterwards, Mary and I had breakfast...er...lunch at Longshoreman's Daughter, which is always a treat. Later I got home and decided to go with Stacey to help out at On The Boards setting up for the after party for the DumbType show. I was lucky enough to get a chance to watch the show from the green room. Simply amazing. They will be in Portland this week, so if you are going down there for the weekend, I highly recommend the show. A mixture of audio, video, dance and theatre. Sure, it's been done before, but not in as unique a way as this show. Very stimulating. But please bring ear plugs.

2002-03-08T10:55:00.000-08:00

It snowed last night. A lot. Well, for Seattle, at least. At 11pm last night, I went out to check it out and the neighbor girl asked if I wanted to have a snowball fight. I said, yeah! So I waited for her to come out and play. She came out, we had a little snowball fight, then Stacey ambushed us. So we had a big fight for awhile. Then we buried Savannah in the snow. Then I grabbed my snowboard and we went sledding down a hill across the street. Then we decided it was bedtime, being that it was midnight. Savannah is 9, I think. ha ha.

2002-03-06T09:18:00.000-08:00

Welcome to The First Post in Weeks!

Well, I'm currently in a post vacation, post flu and currently jet lagged mode. Very, very weird, I asure you. I will have to take some serious time to update this site - mostly with all the new music that is grooving my ears at the moment and maybe a few stories from abroad, but those will have to come with time.

Head = fuzzy. When is lunch?

2002-02-19T11:39:00.000-08:00

Just a quick update from London. Did I mention I was going to London? Well, here I am. I can't write much, need to get off the line, but spent a couple glorious days down in Seaford and Eastbourne, checking out the coast. Today, I poked around London on my own and am exhausted to show for it. I think I'm hooking up with Guy tomorrow, taking Mel out for dinner on Thursday for her birthday, which I'mjust missing, and then taking off for Zurich on Friday. I'm having a marvelous time.

2002-02-15T03:02:00.000-08:00

Check out what I did tonight.

I think this picture sums it up, don't you:

2002-02-13T17:10:00.000-08:00

*sniff* *sniff* He was just a good ole boy.

2002-02-13T10:38:00.000-08:00

Hey, here's the song I'm listening to right now:

Merle Haggard
"Got Lonely Too Early (This Morning)"

Got Lonely too early this morning
Along about 3:30 am
Woke up in a big empty bedroom
The TV had gone off again

Got Lonely too early this morning
Hey, lonely was laying like dirt
Got Lonely too early this morning
Before I was ready to hurt

ha ha ha. Merle Haggard. This song reminds me of driving out to central Texas when I was younger and spending easter weekend
on some friends' farm. They listened to country music all weekend, smoked, drank, while the kids played on dirkbikes and four
wheelers.

Speaking of texas, I hung out with my friend, Kim McKinley last night. That was a blast. I haven't seen her in maybe 10 years. She seems exactly like I remembered her. It was like I had just seen her last week.

2002-02-12T17:44:00.000-08:00

I have this spot on my left cheek that's been itchy for about a week. I have no idea why. Just thought I would share. These are important aspects of my life that you should know about.

2002-02-12T15:25:00.000-08:00

Oh, I just thought I would post some photos of recent events I've been at:

Kentucky
Christmas
Work Party
Dan's Heartbreak Hotel Party

Yes, that's me with a cheesy mustache, since shaved off.

So I'm getting two surprise visitors tonight. My Aunt Martha is coming in - just called, in fact - for some training thing. I think we're having lunch tomorrow since she'll be downtown. Then I found out my friend, Kim McKinley, from High School, will be in town for a night. She's a flight attendant and has a layover. I think I'm going to take her up to Barca to get caught up on the last 10 years or so. I don't think I've seen her in that long. This will be a hoot.

2002-02-07T12:05:00.000-08:00

Continuing in the same vein, I happened upon this site while searching for info on a Yamaha guitar a friend wanted to buy. Some choice quotes:

I'll start off with my jewel. It's an Ibanez Vai2K DNA. [ed note: *snicker* Vai2K] They were only made for one year (2000) and only 300 were produced. Yes, Steve Vai's blood is in the paint and his DNA sequence is depicted on the fret board.

and...

Sometimes I get it out just to smell it.......

Then reading up on Senor Vai's bio on allmusic.com I came across this this gem:

The same year, Vai made a cameo appearance in the movie Crossroads (playing the devil's guitarist and shredding away in a guitar duel with Ralph Macchio)

I am not Steve Vai, but I play one on tv.

2002-02-05T15:26:00.000-08:00

This is probably the most frightening website I have ever seen:

http://www.davidallencoe.com/

2002-02-05T10:12:00.000-08:00

My friend, Myra, got married.

Ironically, I'm listening to 'Christmas Card From a Hooker in Minneapolis' by Tom Waits. Dan came over last night and we trolled through our record collections to find the most depressing songs about love and despair we could find. We came up with 191 of them, which I'm listening to now. This is for his Heartbreak Hotel party. Our friend Antonio will be manning a Love Bar down in the basement. You go up and tell your troubles to him and he decides whether you get some grappa, wine, espresso, maybe even a kiss.

2002-02-04T17:39:00.000-08:00

Have I mentioned how incredibly wicked, Roots Manuva is? Well, he is.

2002-02-04T10:32:00.000-08:00

Hey ho. Back form Whistler. What a fab weekend. The boarding was great and the condo was incredible. Friday, it was a bit cloudy and kind of horrible on top of the mountain, but we dealt. The next day was sunny and beautiful. We made it out just one night, really - Friday night. The second night we were there, all the folks I was with flaked and didn't want to go out. I was getting stir crazy in the cabin watching From Russia With Love in the dark. I've never been a big Sean Connery Bond fan (ok, flog me now), which I'm trying to change that, but I couldn't this weekend. After a bit, I noticed everyone had retreated to their respective bedrooms and it was only 9:30! I decided to go out for a walk. Ended up at some crowded Apres Ski bar at the bottom of the lifts, which was kind of annoying, but it got me out. I watched folks sledding down the end part of the hill after the lifts. Looked fun. I went home soon after.

Now, it's back to The Old Humdrum for 2 weeks, then I'm off to London, Zurich and Austria. Wee!!!

2002-01-30T12:04:00.000-08:00

I forgot to include the compiled Top 10 List I mentioned a couple weeks back.

2002-01-30T11:30:00.000-08:00

Sometimes I just love this world we live in. I'm reading a story about 4 convicts who recently escaped from a prison in texas. I stopped when I read this line:

John Christmas, the stepfather of fugitive Chrystal Gale Soto

No wonder he's in trouble with the law - with a name like that, what do we expect from the man?!

2002-01-28T17:11:00.000-08:00

So I don't really understand the debate over what to classify the prisoners from the war in afghanistan. Since our President is so keen on using the term war for what we're doing there, it would appear that these prisoners would then be ... er ... prisoners of war. Sometimes I'm embarassed I come from the same state as that man. Ok, mostly I'm embarassed I come from the same state as that man.

2002-01-28T14:51:00.000-08:00

I love you guys. I just wanted to leave this little nugget of wisdom with you:

Heard it from a friend, who
Heard it from a friend, who
Heard it from another
You've been messing around.

They say you gotta boyfriend
You're out late every weekend
They're talking about you
and it's bringing me down

Well, I know the neighborhood
And talk is cheap, when the story is good
And the tales grow taller on down the line

But I'm telling you, Babe
Well, I'm telling you, Babe
That I don't think it's true, Babe
And even if it is keep this in mind

chorus:
[You take it on the run, Baby
If that's the way you want it, Baby
Then I don't want you around.

I don't believe it.
Not for a minute.
You're under the gun
So you take it on the run.]

You're thinking up your white lies
You're putting on your bedroom eyes
You say you're coming home
But you won't say when.

Well, I can feel it coming.
If you leave tonight, keep running
And you need never look back again.

chorus

guitar solo

repeat chorus x 2

Heard it from a friend, who
Heard it from a friend, who
Heard it from another
You've been messing around.

2002-01-21T11:47:00.000-08:00

You know where I really want to go? Italia. Well, I really want to go to London and Switzerland as well, but it seems that every winter, I fantasize about going someplace warm and tropical, but then I end up some place like London or Austria. Brr. I guess Italy isn't really that balmy in the winter, but... My mom was writing me recently saying she wants me to take her and my dad back to Italy - be their tour guide again. ha ha. That was a fun trip, although I always got the "third" bed in these hotel rooms, which turned out to be a sad excuse for a couch. So I might require my own room next time.

Maybe I really want to go to Mexico or Hawaii. I can't remember the last time I was somewhere where I didn't need a wetsuit to get in the water. So, some people will argue with me on that statement, but I'm from Texas, damnit. I don't get in the water until it's at least 75 degrees - 80 when I was living in Texas. So by that measure, that leaves out Lake Washington, anything along the West Coast involving the ocean. It nixes the Mediterranean, and any lake I would try swimming in in Germany or Austria in the heat of summer. Yeah, maybe Hawaii or the Maldives. Ahhh....

2002-01-16T18:45:00.000-08:00

I am proud to say that I have purchased my first Elvis record today from Hansol, a coworker. It's called something like Top 10 Singles or something. Not quite sure, cause it's in the player right now and I can't read the print while it's spinning so fast. I do know, however, that it has 3 of the 4 essential Elvis tracks that should be EVERY Elvis album -

"In the Ghetto"
"Suspicious Minds"
"Burning Love"

and not included... "Viva Las Vegas"

which is just a crime, really. I've had a hard enough time trying to find a disc with "Burning Love" and "Viva Las Vegas" on it together. Well, now that I think about it, I was having a hard time finding a disc with "Viva Las Vegas" on it period. Poor thing. I might add that after seeing Oceans 11, I would have to include a 5th essential Elvis track that should be on EVERY Elvis album: "A Little Less Conversation". A fine, fine song.

Sometimes I buy a cd and it suddenly strikes me that I've never owned anything by that artist. This happened when I got Abbey Road and Who's Next. Quite sad, really, isn't it?

...just added an Elvis tune that should not be on ANY Elvis record ever again: "Don't Cry Daddy" It has such memorable lines as:

Daddy, you still got me and little tommy
together we'll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don't cry

*sniff* *sniff* Let's get back to the rock 'n' roll.

2002-01-15T16:32:00.000-08:00

Here are some pictures from the Spaceboat.tv gig at the EMP's Skychurch, which Stu and James played in. It was truly one of the more intersting things I've seen performed in a long time. Warning: my webserver is running *extremely* slow today. I'm gonna piddle around with it tonight when I get home. If anyone wants to donate a 800mHz+ pc to the cause, then I would gladly accept it. *smirk*

Last night was Maggie's birthday party in which her husband, Antonio, sort of popped out, but more like lumbered out of a cake. He was wearing a blue furry thong and glitter. This was at I-Spy. Oh joyous night.

2002-01-14T16:38:00.000-08:00

Thought I would add in that I'm really digging this album of late:

But you don't care about that, do you?

2002-01-14T11:20:00.000-08:00

A friend sent me this. I love the internet.

2002-01-10T17:44:00.000-08:00

The True Color of the Cosmos
happens to be about the same color my friend, Faustino, got his Buick painted in High School. We went out and looked at it after he got it back and it really did seemed like we were staring into the cosmos. "It didn't look that bright on the paint chip." was all he could say.