Friday, August 08, 2003

I think i saw a hooker leave her pimp's car near Wally-World last night as i was walking home. I say 'I think' only because i was still too far away to really see, but they were parked in the street next to the store, lights off, and then she got out. From what i could see (was still about 750 away and across the busy street) she was wearing really short shorts, and from the street lights, i saw something shiny on her feet which could have been heels for all i know. I understand i'm not supposed to generalize or profile but wouldn't it seem weird to see someone come out of an unlit car parked in a busy street?

My father called me about an hour ago (yes, he's fine. Just needs to take it easy for a little while), which is unusual, considering they would only call in case of an emergency. He said he got an interesting phone call from one of my former high school classmates, attempting to look for me concerning a possible reunion.
Oh geez. Next year will mark 20 years of freedom and they want to reminisce. Never mind the fact that 20 years makes me feel old...er (my oldest nephew graduating high school last year already made me feel old). I don't really know if i want to get together with most of the people i spent 6 years of hell with (went to a private bible school...go figure), look at each other, and say, 'Damn, you look old.'
Anyway, my dad gave me her number, so i guess i'll decide sometime in the near future whether i'll call or not. (This classmate was a pain back then which is why i'm a little hesitant to call her).
Oh well, back to work for me.

P.S. My replacement called saying he's sick (has a case of notworkingitis) so i'm stuck here til midnight.

Thursday, August 07, 2003

Found out an hour ago my father had a pacemaker put in due to an irregular heartbeat.
Story at 11.

Bumper sticker seen at the hotel:

I TRIED to see your point but i couldn't get my head that far up my ass.

Ok....Version 2.1 is now here. I've lightened the text some. Hopefully this is readable

As you can see i made some major changes to the look of this place. Spent about 3 hours tweaking various parts to my satisfaction. Let me know what you think.

Wednesday, August 06, 2003

Reading Kevynn's post about visiting his friend's new baby reminded me of when I first saw my oldest nephew for the first time (he's 19 now).
When he was born it was found that one of his heart valves didn't form right so 13 days later he had open heart surgery. The family went down to visit him a few days later and that's when i got to hold him for the first time. My step-sister showed me the proper way to hold him (cradling the head in the crook of the elbow, etc) and i looked at him and he looked at me.
Then sh*t in his diaper.
I have that affect on people.

'Steve Austin, astronaut, a man barely alive.'

I loved that show when i was a kid. Now I'm thinking, this show was seriously flawed. Mind you, i don't remember the first episode, even if i did see it or not, but i don't remember if he even worked for the government department prior to the 'accident.' So i'm thinking how the conversation went:

We can rebuild you into a superhuman machine, but it's going to cost you your soul. We're spending 6 million bucks on your sorry ass and we intend to get that investment back with interest. You're gonna do our dirty work.

Ok, i'm game.

Also, correct me if i'm wrong, but didn't the Bionic Woman DIE on the operating table after having some sort of seizure out in the rain? How in the hell did they bring her back to life?

Must have had Dr Frankenstein as a surgeon.

Thanks to H.A.'s comment to this post I went digging around the Net and, sure enough, Freshen-up is still alive and kicking. You can buy it at various websites, usually a 12 pack or something. I also ran across an old commercial you can download and watch.
Now, as i was walking home, another commercial popped into my head. I am doing this from memory so if i don't get it right don't shoot me.

FLASHBACK DU JOUR

Time: mid-late 70's

Commercial scene: some saloon in Canada (just a guess) sometime in the 1800's. It's snowing outside and inside people are talking and stuff when a man walks into the saloon. Everyone goes quiet. Man walks to the center of the room.

Man: I'm Quick Claude
(camera speeds up as he proceeds to take off his many coats, all the while you hear his evil laugh)
Quick Claude: I do everything fast.
(*snicker)
Old man points to the door: Marathon John
(you see a man in the 'good guy' outfit, all white parka with a white cowboy hat enter the saloon)
Good Guy: you can't eat a Marathon Bar fast, Quick Claude (pulling out candy from wrapper) it lasts a good long time.
Quick Claude grabs the candy from Good Guy's hand: I'll show you
(takes a bit bite and proceeds to chew very fast)
Old Man: Milk Chocolate
Quick Claude: and caramel....
(camera cuts back and Quick Claude is chewing slowly)
Quick Claude: and chewy
Good Guy takes candy from Quick Claude: I told you, nobody eats a Marathon bar quick..
(close up of Good Guy)
Good Guy: Claude

FLASHBACK FINIS

Don't know for sure if i got the name right but that's pretty much the scene i remember. There were a couple other commercials like it, but i can't remember them as well.

Sadly, this candy bar didn't last long based on this article but, there is a clone called Curly Wurly that you can buy, yup, online.

Tuesday, August 05, 2003

Was just outside smoking (yes, and i INHALE also) a cigarette when i happen to see a woman pushing a shopping cart pass by. Now, where i work at we don't get much traffic except during the day, and the local Wally-World is about 4 blocks south. You have to cross a busy street to get here (I should know since i have to walk it). Anyway, she rounded the corner with the shopping cart and i hear her say something (still too far away) then i noticed, faintly because it's dark outside, there is a kid in the shopping cart. Now i don't see anything else, like groceries or packages, just the kid. Something you don't see often around here.

Heard in the bathroom of the strip club i frequent:

Friend: Dude, you're getting married tomorrow.
Groom: Yeah.
Friend: Is that f**ked up or what?

I'm sure the bride is saying the same thing.

Monday, August 04, 2003

And a new week commences (along with a new month).

Pardon me as i slowly drive myself crazy. Recently i've been looking into a new computer (real cheap but gotta be better than what i have right now) and wishing i could have it NOW instead of later. But, alas, i must wait for the proper time, and proper moon alignments, before such a miracle can happen. This past weekend stayed caught up on the latest sets at the hangout due to the fact there were a couple festivals happening in Europe, Nature One in Germany, and Dance Valley in Holland. Tracklists look interesting, so maybe someday (holding breath)....