Archive for June, 2007
JRich got traded to the fricken Bobcats! What the hell are the Bobcats?!
My friend left SF to go to Seattle.
Jesus got voted off SYTYCD. Damn Cedric and his humble attitude.
Just thought you all should know. (=
it’s been a month, and i’m already starting to forget my westside roots.
dancing lady is still at echo park lake every morning. i’m going to miss jogging around echo park lake for this reason only. she’s got some phat moves, and davey’s right; she looks like an old mexican lady version of sammy hagar.
parking in echo park sucks. i’m not going to miss stupid hipsters hogging parking in those off-street lots at night, especially the ones that drive old, fuel inefficient cars, almost certainly for their vintage-cred. fuck you! your exhaust stinks! last night i got to echo park late and had to drive around for ten minutes for parking, and ended up not getting a space in the lot that i have a permit for. i had to get up at 8am to move it to the other lot.
also, parking in those lots around the echo, i get a ton of flyers shoved in my window every night. they’re going to fucking ruin my weather stripping.
parking at my new apartment is scary. despite chinatown seeming safer than echo park in many ways (they have these weird security guards on bikes everywhere at night!), that alley behind my building isn’t. no lights + no motorized gate + dark empty lot behind the building = i’m going to park on the street whenever i can. but it’s okay! parking on the street only improves at night!
In honor of the inaugural tuesday night dinner at me and d’s new apartment in chinatown, I made foods which the Japanese ruthlessly stole from the Chinese (and then made yummier).
When the big boss is busy, out of the office, or isn’t being bipolar, my work is pretty damn funny. For example, today a couple of my coworkers had to sit in on a conference call with Ah-dee-daz and a couple o factories in Guatemala. The conference call probably went for 2 hours, and it was on speaker the whole time because it was web-based. So I was trying hard to do some work without being distracted by the beeps and random voices in what sounded more like Ham Radio.
Anyway, so an hour passes by, all of the sudden I sensed my coworkers trying to flag my quietly with their hands and made this camera gesture. So being the official in house photographer, I was able to snap this photo:
The day was fun up until my big boss flipped the lid again. But ah tomorrow is another day.
who is this ERIN S????? she lives in los angeles and seems to have a knowledge of foods just like OUR erin!!
As i think its been like 7 years since i’ve cut my hair, thought i would document the axing of the long ass hair. Here is a crappy before and after photo (click photo for larger view):
How come K-Fed can’t catch a break with that “popzao” song, but i am subjected to this damn “Lean Like A Cholo” song every ten minutes on the radio. I swear it’s on every time i get in the car. And it’s just a cheap rip off of “Lean Back”, with those weird Ciara-esque moog-y noises and an occasional Janet Jackson *ding!* interspersed. Anyways, here’s that piece of shit:
I can’t stop playing the desktop tower defense game!!!
these creepy crawlies come storming across your desktop, so you have to build a maze of towers to prevent them from getting across.
this voiceover parody is pure gold. “look at the good i do. now get the hell out of here. i’m a pirate.”
so yes, the blog has been innundated with all kinds of spammy comments. i’ve enabled comment approval again, which means that every now and again, we may need to log in to mt and approve or reject comments as necessary, but i’ve turned off email notification because that shit got confusing and irritating.
i’ve made it so that if you have a typekey account, you can comment freely. set one up, it’s pretty handy.