halo paper people

over at bungie.net they offered unto the world the template for creating a paper Mister Chief (bottom of the page).

rather than the Chief himself, i was moved to make a squadmate, Mister James:

lost post from ORD

things i saw while traveling:

in hartford, at perc place, eating breakfast, before journeying to the aeropuerto: two old ladies eating breakfast, one wearing a tshirt that declared "AMERICA IS BEAUTIFUL." i later discovered they were sisters, thanks to the sociable banter exchanged with other patrons of perc place. also overheard: "the only people not getting older are dead!"

ORD chili's: dudes with yamukuhs drink stella too... until it runs out and then we both scowl at the waitstaff. set a new personal best at the airport chili's - three stellas, one kamikaze and a corona (because the stella ran out). fun fact: they can't serve liquor and a beer at the same time (pretty sure that's just at the airport chili's), but my waitress knew how to time the transition perfectly and she got a tip commensurate with her skillz. the people next to me drank only diet coke and lemonade... funny how derisive glances register on your psyche, regardless of actual visual confirmation. on the way in, i saw a young lady who startlingly resembled a girl i went to high school with and i believe her boyfriend had had just enough of my attempted double-takes for confirmation by the time i was seated.

remember the sean puff-daddy puffy p-diddy combs music video where there's all the neon over his head as he eugoogolizes the notorious B.I.G.? that's in the connecting tunnel between C and D concourses of ORD and as i walked along the moving walkway therein, i was startled by a shout of "AY!" over my shoulder. as i cautiously turned to determine whether the exclamation was intended for myself or another traveler, i was simultaneously shocked and stoked to discover none other than shane mahoney of mahoney and company! needless to say, we shared a beer, relevant current anecdotes, road-warrior war stories and gloated over our upgrades to first class on the following legs of our respective journeys. mmmmmmmmmmm, yuppieness.

almost time to get on the plane to PDX for my second portland vacation in three weeks. ¡espectacular!

diesel engine idling

back in *%$^@%$$# hartford, wisconsin. flew in sunday (mother's day). nothing to do all evening. couldn't fall asleep until one antemeridian the following day. stayed asleep until two postmeridian. had nothing to do until nine postmeridian. worked from nine thirty postmeridian until one thirty antemeridian the following day. it is currently two sixteen antemeridian on tuesday and there is an ambulance directly outside my window, lights flashing and large diesel engine idling. anyone who thinks "getting" to travel for work is "so cool," stop it. stop it right this instant. traveling for work is awful, tortuous tedium. now i'm all awake and hungry with just two options for sating my appetite: mcdonald's or george webb. oh! nevermind, just thinking about those two establishments made me lose my appetite. in closing, to quote T.I.:
AY!
don’t you know i got key by the three
when i chirp shortie chirp back
Louis knapsack where i'm holdin all the work at
what you know about dat?
what you know about dat?
what you know about dat?
ay, i know all about dat...

McMuscle Car

listen to E-40 - Muscle Cars while you look at this:

we like lofts, the lofts that go boom

se halow tu mai leetal fren!!!!!



that thing frickin' thumps, a perfick complement to the energy C-3 front speakers. it's a darn good thing we have no neighbors.

FINALLY got the ".1" in 5.1 surround sound, mwahahahahahahaha!

ma bell, back from the grave

who needs it?

that last post was crap. waaaah, who wants to read my freaking diary? blech. don't post to your weblog late at night, especially after playing halo and drinking beer with george for, like, four hours.

buffer overflow

man, what a weekend (blending into week)...
we went to portland this weekend to sneak in some time with homies before a weekend with family (apologies family, but we're certain you understand). we stayed at the world-famous jarrett reynolds' house and enjoyed both his and andi's hospitality to the fullest. SO many trees in portland. i've been there before, several times, but i really noticed the trees this time. probably because j's house is up on a hill, surrounded by forest. it's super beautiful.

saturday we, of course, shopped (it's the american way) but in the evening attended a veritable clash of titans, the roller derby! it was bonkers, my favorite team was the heartless heathers, even before they blew out guns n rollers in the second round. vominatrix and sump pump aer teh r0xx0rz!!!!1!!11!1!!1one!!

sunday was thrift store mining day, so i just followed everyone around and played my psp occasionally. steph found some rad stuff, as per usual. sunday evening, however, we were treated to a virtuouso cooking performance by the man of the house, delivering antipasta, pasta and chicken in a cream sauce unto our bellies from scratch! bellisimo! somehow andi had wrangled a chef into giving our boy private cooking lessons on the weekends, certainly a gift that keeps on giving if ever there was one. if that wasn't enough, j-rock then gifted to george and i some splits, which we divided amongst ourselves. one was a yellow windrunner, the half of which i claimed is destined to be combined with my green windrunner for maximum oakland A's fanboy effect.

thus ended the weekend, quickly fading into the work week... a work week in which productivity was severely adversely effected by certain events transpiring in los angeles, california. namely, the electronic entertainment expo. my head is still spinning from the flurry of announcements from Nintendo, Sony and Microsoft, but this much i can tell you right now: i am utterly consumed by the announcement of Halo 3, super freaking excited about the potential for Live Anywhere, really stoked to get a Nintendo Wii and still fairly interested in getting the playstation 3 even if it does cost an arm and a leg...

all the E3 junk vaulted 2 things to the very tippy-top of my dream wishlist: the Sony KDS-R50XBR1 and a MacBook Pro. obviously, a 50" HD TV will be necessary for fully enjoying these gaming marvels and if the MacBook can dualboot Vista (as it has already done with XP) then i will basically never speak directly to another human being again. i will chat with them via Live Anywhere (from laptop OR xbox 360) during breaks in the television programming i am viewing on my PSP via the Location Free technology built-in to the playstation 3. sheesh. i kinda wish i could just plug it all directly into my head... here ends the technology maelstrom (and the rapidfire stream-of-consciousness typing).

in actual daily, human life news (filed under Ego Boosting Events) i was whistled at and cat-called by a group of high school-aged girls as i walked back to the office from lunch today. although very flattering, i found the whole thing a little awkward. a guy my age can't really acknowledge that sort of attention without seeming like a total creep. i would have liked to let them know i appreciated the compliment (as such) but i think i did a good job of acting oblivious.

best song ever this week (month, maybe)

Belladonnakillz - Neverever

whatcha figure the genre is? i think we'll call it emocore. for best results, play at 11.

process

started work on a little project last week... here is a part of a part of the thing at various stages in the process. the final step will be carried out by a third party and, once that step is completed, i will hopefully have something super awesome to wear...