Monday, October 31, 2005

Pumpking Carving Contest

Our office's annual pumpkin carving contest was featured on KHOU this morning. Click here to see a clip. (Mine's the shark!!!)

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Halloween Hangover

It's been an eventful couple of days. Friday morning for show and tell at our office, one of the execs brought in her fishing stuff and told a story about how she once caught a bird while fishing. Then she had a casting contest, and had prizes, etc. I totally nailed the target on my first cast. There's some perks to having grown up in the country. I won "Bruce Almighty" on DVD. That was cool because I'd never seen it. I watched it yesterday afternoon, and I swear they must have taped fights I used to have with my ex for the scenes where Jim Carrey and Jennifer Anniston were fighting. It kind of made what should have been a really funny movie pretty sad.

The company Halloween party was last night. It wasn't as crazy as Spring Fling, but still got a little rowdy. I do have pictures, but around 1 a.m. the shenanigans got out of control and now my camera is in three distinct pieces. I've been promised a new one, but it was an accident, so I'm not going to rake the guy over the coals about it. I tried holding it together to see if I could still download the pictures, but no dice. I'll take the media card to work tomorrow and copy them to CD. You'll all just have to wait for that post.

Along with the camera being destroyed, my notebook died again. I don't think it's coming back to life this time. I guess I'll check to see how much it might cost to be repaired, but it may just be time to send it to the big recycling center in the sky. I may have to resign myself to being a desktop guy for a while.

I do not feel good today. I haven't been this hungover in months. I wouldn't have drug myself out of bed if it wasn't for our office pumpkin carving contest. I had to go secure some pumpkins. It's being broadcast on Walton's World on KHOU tomorrow morinng. That's fun ... except that we have to be there at 5 a.m. That means I've got to leave my house by 4 a.m. to get there on time. Will I make it? I don't know. I have to figure out what to carve first. I bought like 6 pumpkins. Hopefully one will be a winner.

I'm going to try to eat. We'll see if soup goes down OK and work our way up from there.

Thursday, October 27, 2005

A new roomie

Well, the house is on the market, but my buddy Jace needs a place to stay, so it looks like he's moving in this weekend. It'll be nice to have some company -- at least until I get this place sold. Plus, he's got a giant TV. I love roommates with giant TVs.

I got confirmation from my claims adjuster that the motorcycle is indeed totaled. I should find out tomorrow how much I'm going to get for it. Hopefully I won't end up getting screwed because it was in perfect condition and had custom pipes, sissy bar, etc. Of course, I have no receipts for any of that since the previous owner did all the customizing, so who knows if they're even going to take that into account. This is the first time I've ever had a claim with Geico, so I don't know if they're going to be cool or act like real dicks about it.

I stopped by Swig to talk to Jace on my way home, and this bartender bought all my drinks. Despite my best efforts I've been incredibly sad lately, so I couldn't tell if she liked me or if she just felt sorry for me. She was really attractive, but she had this whole fan club of guys just to my left, so I didn't get a chance to really talk to her. Either way, it was nice of her to buy me drinks.

Last night I fell asleep at 9:00. That would have been OK if I had set the alarm, but I didn't realize I was going to bed at 9:00, so I hadn't shut off all the lights, set the alarm, etc. I woke up this morning at 7:11 and freaked because I have to leave the house at 6:30 to get to work on time. I was so late.

I'm trying to decide if I'm going to bed at 9:00 again tonight or if I want to go watch some bands at Fountainhead. I'm leaning towards the bands, but everytime I look over at the bed it seems to be more and more enticing. I think I'm getting old.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Quick update

It was a long day at work. In fact, I'm still working. I just took a break for dinner and to relax a minute. I was supposed to start Sound of Music Rehearsals this week, but if my nights continue like this I may have to drop out of that production.

The Dell lives again. I don't know why. I don't know how. I just hit the power button one last time on a whim to hear it make the pathetic whrrrhumph noise, and instead it booted up. Yes, I have backed everything up off of here. I don't know how long it's going to stay alive.

My claims adjuster finally called me today. He THINKS the motorcycle is a total loss. He still doesn't have a real estimate from the dealer, but he said maybe tomorrow he'll know. I can crash'em good, I guess.

I seriously, seriously, have to get serious about my Halloween costume. I've got some good ideas, but I don't know how complicated the components and execution are going to be. If I don't get started soon I'm going to be scrambling on Saturday and end up with something half ass. I work with the most creative and artistic people on the planet, so I CANNOT go half ass. Our theme is either a sitcom character or the number 3. If you've got any great ideas, please post them. I still don't have a date. I guess I could just be "the third wheel."

I have to get back to work.

Monday, October 24, 2005

The Dell is dead

I wish I could say things are looking up. I mean, I put in a good, honest hard-days work today. Surely that counts for something? Unfortunately my luck remains bleak. I left the office at 7:00 and met with my realtor. She estimates that I'm going to have to bring $10,000 to the table at closing to sell my house. Hold on, let me just crap that into my gold-plated toilet.

Anyway, as if that wasn't bad enough my Dell died in it's sleep last night. I thought I might be able to revive it when I got home tonight, but now the screen's not even coming on. It just makes a noise and then shuts back off. I've still got the studio computer, but I had lyrics to about 15 songs I'd written and half a movie script on the other machine that are now vaporized. Then there was the work stuff, the address books, the photos. It really sucks.

I've got to get to bed.

And my luck continues

I woke up this morning to find my notebook displaying the message, "no operating system found." Now, considering it was running when I went to bed, I'm thinking the hard drive must have died last night. Did I have everything backed up? No. This sucks.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Dark Days

It hasn't been a good day. The mind has kept traveling back to places it shouldn't go and churning up mistakes and regrets that would be best forgotten. It's one of those days where I would have no trouble pulling the trigger and splattering my brains all over the wall if it weren't for the fact that my life would be so pathetically forgotten the moment I was gone.

Upon a friend's advice I laid out in the sun, but that didn't help either. The fall weather just makes me think of the happy weekends I used to spend in Dallas enjoying this kind of weather with someone who cared about me. Now I just sit lonely and alone.

Of the two women I've ever had love me, I broke the first one's heart and destroyed her life. The second, who I thought would always stand by me, now refuses to even acknowledge my existence. Why does fate always prove so cruel?

I know I should be grateful. Some are never fortunate enough to experience love in the first place. But maybe they are actually the lucky ones -- never having to experience the hurt that always seems to follow.

I'm going to go eat another tub of ice cream and loathe myself for being such a woman.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Weekend Update

I feel bad because I haven't posted since Wednesday. Let me try to recap.

Wednesday night I worked late, and the volleyball team ended up losing all 3 games. That sucks, but apparently the opposing team was really good and had two huge guys who could really spike.

Thursday night I wanted to play open mic at Fountainhead so bad, but my wrist still hurt too much to play guitar. Instead I went out to this bar on Barker-Cypress called Sharky's Machine to visit some old friends who live in Katy. It was a cool bar. They had plasma screens playing music videos, etc. but it's so far out in the middle of nowhere I don't think I'll ever go back out there.

Friday night Rowan, Arick and myself went to happy hour at Taco Milagro after work. Somehow that turned into an all-night adventure with Arick and his friends. I didn't get home until 11 a.m. this morning. I met a hooker. That was weird. Didn't know she was a hooker. I thought she was just needing directions or something, so I started talking to her, but Arick came running over and was like, "Don't get in the car!!!" So then she saw the guys running back, so she made her sales pitch quick, and I was like, no thank you ma'am. Crazy.

I've just been bumming around the house all afternoon recuperating. Of course, I took all my bread and sandwich stuff to the office for lunches, so I was scouring my house for food. I ended up eating an entire tub of ice cream. This is not good for two reasons: I'm totally lactose intolerant, and that ice cream has been in the freezer since before the ex moved out in July.

I'm trying to figure out what to do for the game. I may just be lame and lay on my couch and watch it by myself.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

WORLD SERIES BABY!!!

How 'bout them Astros?!!!

Didn't see a bit of the game since I'm still at work, but hey, it's still exciting.

Another Romantic Evening at the Office

I'm at the office again. I missed both our last volleyball game of the season and The Astros game (although according to ESPN.com we're ahead 3-0 right now -- the Astros I mean, not my volleyball team).

I'm here with Justin tonight. Muy romantico, I know.

My wrist feels better, but all the tendons in my left arm are really sore and stiff. However, I'm still amazed that I walked away from that accident. No word yet on the bike repair estimate.

I wish I had more news, but all I've done the last 24 hours has been work, eat, sleep, repeat.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Tuesday Night at the Office

Well, I was two-and-a-half hours late to work this morning due to my motorcycle wreck. I'm still amazed at how I walked away from that more or less unscathed. I have to say, I have the best writing staff working with me. When I finally showed up they had a balloon and a pie for me. Somehow motorcycle wrecks must equate to a birthday -- except instead of getting presents you have to pay an $85 towing bill and a $500 insurance deductible. SON OF A BITCH!

My wrist is still hurting, and I can't pick up anything heavy in my left hand or there's some MAJOR pain. Luckily I've surfed a lot of Internet porn in my day, so I'm pretty adept at typing with just one hand. (Just kidding ... but not really.)

My brother showed up at my house last night and watched the Astros with me. It was pretty random because he's supposed to be at college in Stillwater, OK. Even more random was that he showed up in a Toyota Corrola with Alaska license plates. I was like WTF? Apparently it belongs to a girl he goes to school with from Alaska, and he just borrowed it because it gets like 35 mpg. He had a job interview in Fort Worth yesterday morning, and then he had one here in Houston this morning. The kid is in high demand.

I'm stuck at the office tonight waiting to proof some work the Aussie is doing. Kind of lame.

Tomorrow night is our last regular season volleyball game. If we win we'll finish first in the league. It couldn't have been worse timing for this wrist injury. However, that may not even be a factor because I have a feeling I may be stuck here with the Aussie again tomorrow night trying to finish football stuff.

Why is it me and the Aussie always end up alone at the office after hours? Not that I haven't fantasized about this scenario before ... it just wasn't him in the fantasies. (It was totally George.)

OH, BTW, last night some people were attempting to hula hoop, and I don't know if everyone here just had a deprived hoopless childhood or what, but nobody could keep the hula going for more than three spins. Anyway, I had to step up and show them how it's done. However, instead of being amazed at my mad hula hooping skills they just started mocking my form. Something about, "It looks like you're humping a dog." However, they still called for repeat performances today. I don't remember why, but as children we actually used to ride skateboards up and down our driveway while hula hooping. What can I say? I'm just a natural athlete.

I guess I'm going to go stand behind the Aussie to see if it makes him uncomfortable enough that he tells me to just go home and proof this crap in the morning.

Motorcycle Wreck

I wrecked my bike on the way to work this morning. I was vehicle number 6 in a six-car pile-up. Luckily, car number 7, which was a large white Ford Excursion, stopped just before she hit me. That would have probably ended it.

I hit the back of a Lexus, and my head bounced off his trunk, but I was wearing a helmet. I walked away without a scratch although my left wrist has started hurting pretty bad. I may go have it X-rayed after work.

Not such a good report for the bike. The front fender was destroyed, the headlights are broken, and the front forks now bend the wrong way. It doesn't roll so good anymore.

Apparently it's not my time to go yet.

Monday, October 17, 2005

A Looooooong Sunday Night and my Buzzfest Dilemma

It was a crazy Sunday. I spent the afternoon cleaning house, mowing the lawn, etc., but Sunday night Arick and T-Bone took me out on the town. Until last night I'd never actually been to a "club" in Houston. I'm more of a bar guy. Anyway, they took me to The Social. Then we went to Excobar. Then we went to Bond. Then we capped the night at Baker Street. T-Bone and I ended up in IHOP about 2:30 a.m. Ironically, I was the only one who actually made it to work by 8:00. However, today was rough. I was nursing a hangover all morning, and then trying not to fall asleep all afternoon. That's the price you pay I guess.

A funny note: My friends recognized two girls while we were out. The first one was a stripper from Colorado. The second one was a Hooters girl. What does that tell you about where my friends are spending all their free time?

Now, as to my Buzzfest dilemma. I have these incredible Buzzfest tickets, but the girl I bought them for no longer acknowledges my existence. So I asked all my guy friends if they want to go, but they've all got conflicts. I don't want to go by myself. I'm wondering if I should just take my tickets in one hand, a rose in the other, and stand outside Reliant stadium until some random stranger shows up and would like to watch some bands with me. Who cares where they come from, whether it be someplace like The Woodlands or even Austin. It would just be two strangers enjoying some music, and afterwards they'd never have to speak again. Is there any harm in that? It would be better than me standing there alone.

My little brother showed up tonight. He's in Houston for a job interview, so we're hanging out and watching the Stros. Hopefully they're going to get it together and win this one, so we can finally get to a World Series.

I'm definitely crashing as soon as this game is over. Arick and T-Bone kept me out way too late last night.

Saturday, October 15, 2005

My Gecko Left

So about two weeks ago I noticed a little gecko in the front bathroom bathtub. Since I'm the only one living here and nobody ever comes to visit me up here on the northside, that bathroom never gets used. So every other day or so for the last two weeks, I'd stop in and say hi to the little gecko and run some water in the bathtub for him, so he'd have moisture if he needed it. Then on Wednesday night, he was gone. I checked again last night and he was still gone. Then this morning I walked into the living room and he was sitting right in the middle of the entryway staring up at me. I walked over to him, opened the front door, and he ran out. It's probably best that way. I'm sure he'll go meet a nice gecko girl and have a big gecko family someday.

In other news, this week was really busy. Club Monkey finally posted the volleyball standings. The team we're tied with also lost one game this week, so we're both vying for first place with 14-4 records. We play the second place team this coming Wednesday. It's the last game of the regular season, so if they beat us, it's going to knock us out of first and into third. Then playoffs start the week after that. Playoffs are fun because instead of just playing one match a night, you just keept playing until you lose 2 out of 3 to someone.

Friday, October 14, 2005

Since U Been Gone

I have a tendency to go way overboard when it comes to stupid pranks or jokes to make people laugh. Anyway, our office has this iPod listening station that plays in the lobby, and they asked us to all upload our favorite songs for it by 10:00 this morning. Well, I was like, what can I put on there that will crack up everyone in the office? The answer? I stayed up all night recording a cover of Kelly Clarkson's "Since U Been Gone." Yeah, it's not even that good, but it's made three people laugh already this morning, so it was worth it.

In retrospect it would have probably come off funnier to do a Britney cover, but we've got some Clarkson fans in the office, so I knew someone would definitely hit play on "Since U Been Gone."

Thursday, October 13, 2005

I've only been home to sleep

The last two days have been LOOOOOOONG. I’ve only been home to sleep.

Tuesday a client brought Neil Diamond tickets into the office, and so six of us went to The Tavern after work and then onto the concert.

I made everyone mad at me at The Tavern because we had this really cute waitress, and all the frustrated guys were enjoying ogling her. Anyway, I started chatting her up a little—complementing her salesmanship, and she was telling me that she’d worked there for six months now. So then I asked if she had aspirations above The Tavern, and she was like, of course, and started telling me all about how she was studying to be a Physician’s Assistant and maybe eventually go to medical school, etc. Maybe I was just feeling overconfident or maybe it was the fourth pitcher of beer, but then I came back with, “That’s good because I couldn’t see myself dating someone who’s just a waitress.”

Well, she turned red, and said something like “me neither” and then rushed off NEVER to return to the table. She just stood over at this other table talking to some other guys and they all kept looking back at us. One of my friends actually had to go find her to get our bill. Yeah, the guys from the office are still harassing me over that one. I think I got asked if I “had aspirations” about 30 times yesterday.

However, despite our little incident at The Tavern, Neil ROCKED. Yeah, old men can rock too. The thing about Neil is that he found his niche. I still haven’t found my songwriting niche. Am I rock? Am I country? Am I pop? I don’t know. I’ve got to figure out what I do. Then maybe when I’m 70 I’ll still have 25-year-old throwing their panties on stage for me.

Yesterday pretty much sucked. While I at least didn’t wake up naked in Neil’s hotel room, it was still hell dragging myself out of bed. I had to get to work early to proofread a computer selection guide. Then I ended up being stuck there until 8:00 last night proofreading a foodservice catalog.

I drove straight from the office to volleyball, and got there just in time for our 8:30 game. We won two out of three, which is good, but last week we were tied for first with a 12-3 record. Now we’re 14-4. So if the other team we were tied with lost a game, we’re still tied for first, but if they won all three, we’re in second. Second’s not bad, it’s just not where I want to be.

Anyway, I didn’t go out after volleyball. I went to the grocery store. I’d been putting it off for over a week, and I was down to bread and canned soup at home. I had to get some actual food.

I don’t really like the grocery store. I wish my groceries were just delivered.

No O.C. tonight. More baseball. Hopefully the Astros won’t suck it up again.

Today is my mom's birthday. I'm taking serious flack because all I got her was an eCard. I guess I'll go find her something else after work.

Monday, October 10, 2005

The curse of musical theater

So I went to an audition tonight for The Sound of Music. Now I swore off musical theater three years ago after doing back-to-back productions of South Pacific and Footloose. However, I need to get my chops back up, and I saw that there was an audition for Sound of Music, so I figured, why not go?

I think I did well. I sang, "It had to be you." But when it came time to read, they had me reading for Captain von Trapp. Well, I'm nowhere near old enough to play the captain. I thought I'd be the telegram boy. But they had already cast an actual 17-year-old in that part, so no luck there. They ended up giving me the part of Baron Elberfield. Don't remember him? Me neither. I'm going to have to read the script and figure out who he is. I think I may pass on this one.

We had another birthday party at work today. This time they brought in a Playstation2 and hooked some sort of dance game up to it in the cafe. This thing actually had a camera on it, and so you just danced in front of the screen and it registered your moves and scored you. It was crazy. Supposedly they're bringing it to the Halloween party, so we can turn it into a drinking game.

That's all my news. Wish I had more, but I don't.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

Longest game EVER!

That was the longest Astros game of all time I think. I had to stop drinking at the 12th inning because I wasn't going to be able to walk out of the bar.

Let me start from the beginning.

I got up this morning and went and played golf with two of my friends from work. Yes, I should have been in church, but the weather was so nice this weekend that I let these guys talk me into golf. So I borrowed some clubs and drove down to Sharpstown to play with them.

Since we only had 3 in our group, the club put this old guy into our group. His name was Colonel Black, and he'd been in both Vietnam and Korea. I swear he was about the coolet old guy that I'd ever hung out with. Plus, he'd been playing golf since 1968, so he had a lot of pointers to share. Believe me, I needed the pointers. I hadn't swung a club since college.

We started at 9:20, and we didn't finish until 2:45. Then we decided to grab some lunch, so we decided to go to Hooters to watch the Astros play. They were down by 5 when we got there, and they almost immediately tied it up at 6-6. Then the game just went ON and ON and ON and ON, and at the end of the 12th I was like, if I don't stop drinking and go home, I may never get there. That was at 4:30. Then the game was still going when I got home. Crazy. We won though. Whoop that.

Oh, and I'm totally sunburned from golf. When I take my shirt off it's like, "I'm not a farmer, I just enjoy the tan."

The Playhouse is holding auditions for The Sound of Music. I swore off musical theater a while back after South Pacific, but I'm really tempted. It would get my acting chops back up to par, my singing gets so much better during those shows, and it would make me quit smoking. Not that I smoke a lot, but I'd have to keep my throat healthy, so I would definitely stop all this late-night chain smoking in bars.

On the downside, the volleball season isn't over yet, and I'd totally have to bail on the team. I don't really want to do that when we're having such a great winning season. I guess I'll sleep on it and decide tomorrow.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Chasing the night

Friday was a long day at work. I got there an hour early to finish up some research I was working on, and then ended up staying about an hour late to finish proofreading a project that needed to release. We did manage to fit lunch at Hooters in there. Those graphic artists loved their Hooters.

Anyway, my buddy Arick and I decided to grab a drink after work, so we went over to Benjy's in the Village. The crowd was very old in there. So we drank, talked about life, love, work, goals, etc. Then that got boring, so Arick was like, hey, let's invite those girls over to our table. Well, that was a great idea and all, but Arick's too shy to actually go talk to anyone. That puts ALL the weight on me, and I've been out of the game for like 3 years.

Anyway, I gear up, and go chat with a couple girls at the bar. Then I talk to a couple out on the patio. Arick had a tab open, so I was of course offering to buy them drinks -- on his bill. I couldn't GIVE a damn drink away in the place.

So Arick's just sitting at our table laughing at me getting shot down. Keep in mind, I'm NOT trying to meet anyone. I'm simply trying to engage a woman in conversation and talk her into coming back to the table to talk to him.

Two hours and three beers later, still no success.

We ended up stopping at Mi Luna and Urban Outfitters since we were already in the Village, but then we headed over to The Front Porch. This place was PACKED with women, and they were all dressed to impress and scoping the guys. It was a target-rich environment. What does Arick do? He sits down at a table, and won't get up. However, he decides he likes these two girls at the bar playing video crack, so I'm like, OK, I'll go start the conversation. Give me 30 seconds, and then come over and join me.

Well, I go over and meet Brandy the dental hygienist and Wendy the flight attendant. I'm waiting for Arick. We chat some more about the weather and their jobs and my job and hobbies, and I'm still waiting for Arick. I finally ask them if they'd like to come meet him, but they're like, "if he can't make the effort to come over here and introduce himself, he's not our type of guy." So I go get him. I have to force him to get up and talk to them.

He's got nothing to say. The conversation dies. He goes and sits back down. It was so pathetic. THEN, in the car on the way home, he complains that he NEVER meets any women! (BTW, Wendy the flight attendent climbed into the lap of the next guy that bought her a drink and was making out with him when we left.)

It was like only 10:30 at this point, and my buddy Leo called because they were having a big party up here at Acadia for a bunch of people's birthdays, and they were showing the new trailer for his movie Necrophobia and the new Revolution music video. The place was packed, and the trailer and the video both looked great. You can check them out at www.necrophobiamovie.com.

I finally called it a night around 1:30 and came home and slept in my sandy bed for the third night in a row. Don't worry, I'm totally washing my sheets right now.

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Kal-el?

I was reading The Superficial this week, and I noticed that Nicolas Cage has decided to name his baby Kal-el. Yeah, it's Superman's Kryptonian name. What are celebrities thinking? Apple? Pilot? Kal-el? I can only imagine what Tom Cruise is going to name his baby now that he's impregnated Katie Holmes. Probably something nice and alien like Xenu. Or I could be wrong. Maybe he'll just go with L Ron.

I once knew someone who wanted to name their daughter Vendetta. At the time, all I could think was if you name a kid that, they're going to have a vendetta against you their entire life. But now I don't know. It's really growing on me. I think it could fly in Hollywood. But what would I name the rest of the litter?

Office Putt Putt

We moved into this HUGE office a couple weeks ago. We don't have nearly enough employees to fill it up yet, so there's a lot of extra floor space. Well, somebody brought in a golf ball, a putter, and one of those little portable hole things, so we could practice putting. Well, that was fun, but I was like, why not buy some more of these portable holes, build some ramps and windmills, and just create a complete putt putt course in the office? I mean, why not? Plus, it's great for me because I am the undisputed office putt putt champion. Sure, I may have lost at ping pong, but is ping pong even a sport? I don't think so. It's just a game. Putt putt is an actual sport -- like ultimate frisbee. I think my bosses are going to go for this. They just might have a problem when I suggest we pull up the carpet and put sand under it to make some terrain and add some texture to the course.

Speaking of sand, I totally didn't shower before I flopped down into bed last night because I forgot I'd been playing volleyball. I have got to wash sheets. If I sleep in sandy sheets two nights in a row, you know it's just the ultimate in laziness. But, I better get them off the bed right now because if I don't, I will end up flopping back down on them in about an hour.

Monkey Business

So it was this girl's birthday at work today. One of the guy's had this Barbie-themed party all worked out for her with a Good Time Barbie on the cake that was decorated like the beach, etc. However, this girl's husband had other plans for the party. He sent her a Singing Gorilla Telegram. So this MAJORLY redneck chick in a monkey suit shows up with a bouquet of balloons and a boom box. There was no actual singing involved. She just had this routine of lame jokes, and then she put on a song and danced around. Except she had to have someone help her with the boombox because she couldn't hit the buttons in her gorilla gloves. I was like, "Someone with opposable thumbs to the boombox quick!" Then she jumped up on this shelving while she was dancing and slipped on a napkin, and we all thought she was going to fall over backwards and crack her head open. She didn't though -- thank goodness. All we needed was a singing gorilla lawsuit.

I laughed so hard my cheeks hurt, but the birthday girl did not take it well. She was still so mad at her husband when she left the office. The best part is we got it all on video, so I'm sure it will get digitized and start circulating the office network.

Other than that my day was pretty uneventful. Just research and deadlines.

Costume ideas

Our office throws MAJOR parties. Or maybe the people at my office just know HOW to party. I'm not sure. But I do know Halloween is one of the two best holidays of the year. The other is 4th of July, and it's only the best if you're on the lake with your friends. Otherwise it's pretty lame. However, Halloween is always good.

The costume theme for our office Halloween party was announced today. It is "sitcom characters." At first, I was disappointed. I thought, shit, most sitcom characters look and dress normal, and I'm way too tall to be Alf. Then I started thinking more and more. You can still do monsters if you pull them out of the Munsters or the Addams Family. There's been sitcoms with cops, cowboys, cab drivers ... you name it. However, making it funny is the hard part. My first thought was Fonzy from Happy Days or maybe Uncle Jesse from Full House. Then I thought, no, how about Peg Bundy. Then I thought, no, why don't I find a partner and we can be Laverne and Shirley. I think drag is definitely going to be the way to win this contest. Then I thought, why don't I find a sexy Genie outfit and be I Dream of Jeanie. None of these are really sticking out in my head as winners though. Someone suggested I be Keith Partridge. That could be good -- especially if I could get the rest of the Partridge family together. I just don't know.

If you've got a costume idea for me, PLEASE post it in the comments. I need help!

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Another Victory

We won all three of our beach volleyball games again tonight. That puts our record at 12-3 for the season, and keeps us in first place. If the other team we're tied with lost one of their three games tonight, first place is ours, but if they won all three we're still in a tie for the lead. I'm guessing they won all three because they were playing the team we KILLED last week.

I was a little worried as we started this evening. Cruz and wife were late, so we had to start playing with just 5 people on the court as we didn't have three girls. Then second game everyone was out of it or drunk or something, and I watched from the sideline as we let them rack up an 8-0 lead. Chiki pulled a Samurai serve out of nowhere though and brought us back into the lead. I think we ended up winning that game 21-11 or something.

Next week's team should be another pushover, but in two weeks we play the other team tied for first. Prepare for a battle royale.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Tragic Comedy

So I was sitting at home re-reading Romeo & Juliet tonight for probably the tenth time, and this line jumped out at me:

"Some grief shows much of love, but much of grief shows still some want of wit."

Believe me, I have much "want of wit" these days though I'm trying hard not to let the grief overtake me. Perhaps if I had spent the last seven years studying the Bible instead of Shakespeare, my life wouldn't feel like such a tragedy. But, of course, there's always the chance that it's going to be a comedy, and we just haven't gotten to the happy ending yet. Who knows?

I watched Supernatural again tonight. It makes me want to hop in the Stang, pick up my brother, and investigate paranormal phenomenon. I could never afford the gas though. I don't know how they go driving around the country in that old gas hog on that show. Of course, the beauty of old cars that have no circuit boards is that they're immune to the effects of electromagnetic pulses. Therefore, they would supposedly be able to start right up after a nuclear blast. I'm thinking that also gives them an advantage in alien contact situations -- but I'm just making guesses at this point.

Monday, October 03, 2005

More Than Words?!!!

So I was listening to the radio a couple days ago, and I hear a boy band straining out the lyrics to an overproduced remake of "More Than Words." WHY did they have to do that? That was one of the most beautiful songs. It was the song that made me and every other seventh grader pick up a guitar in hopes of scoring with chicks. It was so perfect. Now, it's just some sort of abomination.

But speaking of songs, now that September has ended, can all you DJs out there PLEASE quit playing that damn Greenday song so much?!!! Come on, let's move on with the seasons. Maybe you could spin "November Rain" a few times for me.

More stories from the road


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Blue Steel ran excellent all the way to Fredericksburg and back. Unfortunately, I've been having this tendency to zone out while driving lately. I mean, we all do it. We get in the car, zone out, and show up at our destination - not really remembering any of the drive there.

My zoning out has gotten worse though. I don't make it to my destination. I just keep driving. There's been several times recently when I'll be coming home down I-45 and go into a zone out. I'm usually at the Rayford Sawdust exit in The Woodlands before I realize I've passed my exit. It sucks.

It sucks more when it happens on a road trip.

I zoned out in Austin when 290 merged with I-35 and completely missed the Houston turn-off. Then, not knowing I had missed it, I hit the point on I-35 where they had it closed for construction. I had to sit in gridlock traffic while we exited the freeway. Then, when it finally opened back up, I just took off heading north. It wasn't until up past Round Rock around Georgetown somewhere that I started thinking, "none of this looks familiar."

Of course, I didn't have a map, so I stopped at a gas station and asked the attendent if I was still on 290. She was like, "I don't know no 290. This is the way to Dallas."

I made the U-turn, and drove back into Austin. Sat through all the road construction going back the other way, and finally found the Houston exit.

All in all, it added about an hour and a half onto my drive home.

Yeah, I'll let you drive next time.

Bye Bye Buck


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Buck and I made the drive to Fredericksburg today. I think he knew he wasn't coming back, so he jumped the fence to rile up the neighbors one last time before we left this morning.

It was great to see my parents for the first time in months even if we only got to hang out for an hour. Buck was actually so excited he peed on my mom's leg. Yes, he sniffed her leg, then raised his own and sprayed it down. What a great way to say hello to your new family?!!!

It also happened to be Octoberfest, but as my parents don't drink, and since we had a dog with us, we just drove by -- didn't go in.

The drive home without him was kind of sad. Then I got here and expected to hear him barking, but there was just silence. Then I walked in and expected him to jump on, but there was just silence. I'm already lonely.

Goodbye Buck. I'll see you at Thanksgiving.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Road Trip

Buck and I are headed out in about half an hour to Fredericksburg. We're meeting my parents there for lunch. Then Buck's going to head home with them to El Paso. Very sad, but it'll make showing the house easier for the realtor, and maybe I can have more of a social life.

Look for us on 290. It's the silver blue 66 Mustang with the black dog hanging out of the back window.

Sushi

I had a strange Saturday. I should have gotten up early and done my errands, but I didn't. I layed around the house until they rebroadcast The OC at 12:30. Then only after that did I attempt any errands.

Of course, the post office was already closed, and the bank was already closed, but I did manage to get a haircut and to drop my new blazer off at the cleaners to get the sleeve stitched up.

I spent $130 on a blazer at the GAP. I wear it twice, and somebody's like, hey your seam is open on your sleeve. Of course, I can't find my receipt - not that I'm even sure they'd exchange it after I've worn it. Those GAP people need to teach their 6-year-old slave laborers in China how to sew better. Now on top of the $130 I already paid for it, I'm having to pay another $15 to get the sleeve sewn back up.

Somehow I have knack for getting defective products. If I was to walk up to a shelf full of identically labeled boxes, I could pick up the one with the broken stuff in it. That's just how my life goes.

Anyway, I decided to buy groceries and rent a movie. Now I only have a VCR right now, but I walk into Blockbuster and the only VHS they've got in the store is Defensive Driving. I don't really want to watch that.

I decide to get The Last Samurai on DVD because Arick had been talking about it at work the other day, and I'm way behind on movies that came out on the last year or two. I think, I can watch this on my cmoputer. Well, that turned out to be a trick. I put it in, and it starts playing the sound in Windows Media Player, but not the video. Then I try Nero Showtime, that won't play it at all. Then I try Dell PowerDVD. I finally get picture and video, but it's incredibly jumpy. It's like there's not enough of a memory buffer or something.

The fact that the movie is jumpy and the sound keeps cutting in and out is bad enough. Then right after the ninja attack, the movie freezes altogether and quits. That scene won't play. The next scene won't play. I'm pissed. I take the DVD back to Blockbuster and exchange it for a non-scratched one. I come home, put it back in the computer, and it plays, but there's no sound. While I was gone, all the sound on my computer quit. It wasn't even detecting a soundcard.

I spend 30 minutes trying to redetect the soundcards, rebooting, trying various things. I finally decide I've got to shut down the computer, pull the card out, restart without the card, then put it back in and restart with the card. Well, as I'm shutting down to do this, the sound kicks back on. I'm like, WTF?!!!!

At that point Arick calls because he and his friends are at Taipei on FM 1960. They NEVER come to the north side, but apparently they met this girl who works there, and came to see her. I show up, and they're eating sushi and drinking sake. I had a little, but I'm not a big sushi fan.

I got home and tried to finish The Last Samurai, but fell asleep. Maybe I'll try again tonight.