oh, hey, what's goin' on?

what have you been up to? oh, that sounds cool... me? oh, i just bought some stickers on ebay.

dugg

a link i submitted to digg made the front page today and hit number one in the top 10 ranking for "Technology" submissions. first time that's happened, kinda cool.



here is the link, in case you greatly dislike digg. it's a site that was hijacked by the designer because the client failed to pay, awesome. big up to mitchell for showing it to me.

for hero: for fool

we saw Subtle last night:



i'm pretty sure they're the best band no one's heard. best band in the bay area, in my opinion. it was super awesome, but got off to a little bit of a bumpy start. see, steph and malina had grabbed a spot at the front during the opening act and george, shane and i joined them during the break. steph literally had a spot *against* the stage but just as Subtle were beginning to play some tall chick rolls up, forcefully shoves steph backwards and stands directly in front of her, with her butt in steph's lap.

if she had done that to me, fine. i'm tall, i'm a guy, i can take it. if she had simply said "pardon me," or something along that line and gently worked her way into the mix i would have thought her annoying but wouldn't have been surprised. unfortunately, she chose the path of conflict and did not realize that the journey had not yet reached its conclusion:

me: (taps her shoulder) "are you serious?"

her: "what?"

me: "are you serious about standing right in front of my wife?"

her: (grinning) "yeah." (turns back around)

me: "oh, ok then."

i proceeded to grab her arm, pull her behind steph, step directly in front of her, lean back into her and start dancing. she was the error and i was the social delete key. she appeared to be in the company of a gentleman but he either agreed with me or was a giant wuss and made no attempt to defend her honor. bummer, i could benefit from releasing some aggression these days... anyway, i love my wife.

more jordans

3AM wake-up call saturday to get in line by 4AM for Nike Air Jordan V Retro Black high-tops; sneakers i've wanted since the 6th grade.



don't worry, that dirt's on the mirror not the kicks, baby! when the starbuck's had opened, around about 5:30AM, steph made a run to get us some hot chocolate. the barista asked if she would like sleeves for the cups. upon noting her indecision, he asked "are you in line? oh, yeah, you don't want sleeves. i didn't want sleeves when i was waiting in line for my nintendo wii!"

after the doors had opened and we had made our way near the front, a dude in some sort of large construction vehicle pulled up to the intersection we were on and asked "what's goin on here?" i pointed at the light and yelled "we're waiting for the light to change!" while the line-standers laughed, he could only drive away in stunned silence. owned.

wii golf

i think i'll switch my wii to german language settings when i play golf from now on.

jury doodie

got summoned for jury duty today and had to fill out a 33 page questionnaire. it's gonna be a while before i find out if i'm selected but if so, the trial is scheduled to start 3/1 and end 5/17... BALLS!

check this guy out, i stumbled onto his site doing a google image search for gazerbeam. as far as i can tell he customizes lego guys into heroes, super fresh. the link at the very bottom under the the description and image column will take you to more samples (once you're there, it's the left link at the bottom that continues through the archive). there's some crazy obscure heroes and villains in there.

even alpha flight!


update: here is a link to a photo gallery page, if you hate digging through tons of japanese (but it doesn't have a few of the cooler ones).

abunai!

a new record

i just successfully included the phrase "please advise" in four consecutive emails. my heartfelt thanks and appreciation to everyone involved in the effort.

it's official

as of june, 2007, i will cease interaction with the physical world entirely:


(click image to see why palm, blackberry and zune are doomed.)

ess oh vee! part deux

lady sovereign came back to make amends for the debacle that was her last SF show and we got free tix. 'twas, as the kids these days say, epic. she claimed early and often to want to rock hard and she was ultimately successful. there was even a heckler dressed as a jelly donut with an entourage in tow (i swear i am not elaborating or exaggerating in the least) that she handily dismissed as a "little bastard looking for some spotlight" and subsequently dedicated the fake-tan track, Tango, to his grandmother. i was ready to jump-kick the donut in the face in the parking lot after the show for 15 of shane's dollars, but cooler heads (aka: my wife) prevailed and i was dragged out of range, left to seethe and declare my hatred for dorks dressed like donuts unto the homeless men begging for change and the universe at large...

and now gentlemen, please remove your hats as we observe a moment of silence for our dearly departed 1988 Buick LeSabre, known affectionately to some as Sally, who was declared today a "total loss" by 21st century insurance, may she rest in peace.

happy bradday birthford!

i think he's just jealous that i'm not as old as he is...

continuing the car theme

it's a little confusing to walk out to your car in the morning and find this, instead:



yeah, it was stolen. the police found it later today in pittsburg though. one more urban-life notch in the urban-life belt...

on the plane to chicago this morning i sat next to a sweet old lady who had crystal lenses on her eyes, like, replacing the organic ones. i didn't even know you could do that! i'm totally getting them when i'm old, along with loads of other bionic stuff. it was an expensive procedure but it cured her cataracts and she said she saw new ranges of color along with fixing her nearsightedness. awesome. more awesome than lasered eyes.

i need sleep now.

car show

micro armored car (or something?):


tokyo drift:


sex:


rear view tire:


video koi:


xbox suzuki:


clown, lady, death:


revolutionary trunk:


california dreamin' trunk:


california dreamin' dash:


california dreamin' door:


minivan as bass box:


untitled (self portrait with/in vehicle eye), 2006:


angry scion:


percussive scion:


not owned by a person for the ethical treatment of animals: