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People say guys should know how to change their oil. Interestingly, I've made it 32 years without doing even one single oil change myself. It's not that I don't know how. I'm pretty good working with my hands. It's just cheaper taking the car into the dealer. Like right now sitting on my desk I got a coupon for an oil change for $12.95. Buying six quarts of motor oil and a filter is more than that, not to mention the time spent doing it.
So yesterday, I decide to change the oil myself for the first time ever... on the motorcycle. The oil change procedure itself was a piece of cake. Only problem was, I got oil EVERYWHERE. At least I was smart enough to put down newspaper because I'd have gotten oil all over the garage. I got oil all over the headers, which then started burning and smoking when I fired up the bike afterwards. I got oil all over the bike and the floor trying to pour new oil in using a homemade funnel. I got more oil on the floor trying to pour the used oil into a container. It's a good thing the bike only holds three quarts of oil. |
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Rode the bike out to Athens... Now gotta figure out how to get home. Hope I don't end up in TN or in the middle of nowhere because I only looked at how to get here and not back... |
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The six month journal update...
Six months ago I would have thought I'd be living in Lake Tahoe right now and looking forward to another year of living at a resort and snowboarding every day. However that is not the case and it looks like this year I'm going to be doing the tourist thing to get my snowboarding fix. Living in Tahoe is still on my to-do list... only it'll have to wait until next year. Is being 33 next year too late to be a ski/board bum? Of course not. Growing up is for old people.
With a year of hanging around GA, I needed something to get my adrenaline fix in. So I bought a motorcycle and am spending the weekends riding. Just about froze my ass off this past Sunday when I went out in the morning and there was still frost on the roofs. The nice thing about high gas prices though is there are a lot more people on bikes. There is just something nice about filling up the tank for around $15. |
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Do you know what day it is? Yes, it is yet another powder day at Vail. But it's not just any powder day... with new snowfall putting us at 511 inches for season, it is the snowiest season in history. It is officially the best season ever. Today is day number 107. |
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Sometimes it's fun following other people's trails in the snow to see where they go. On the other hand, it's probably a bad idea for people to follow my tracks. On a powder day in Vail a couple days ago, I was putting down some fresh tracks in the woods in Blue Sky Basin and one of my tracks goes straight into a tree. Haha... snowboarding fail. |
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April 15 2011: Mission Accomplished. Just hit 100 days this season snowboarding. Vail closes in 9 days and I plan to ride all 9. I'll hit my other goal of 2 million vertical feet early next week. |
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Oh, snap! My offer was just accepted. I'm buying a house. Does this mean I'm giving up the idea of living/travelling all over the country/world and will be settling down? Of course not... because I'm not going to be living in it. Plan is to fix it up and rent it out. Thought about rentals back in 2005, but because of procrastination (woohoo procrastination), I lucked out and did not buy at the top of the bubble. Houses are so cheap nowadays. |
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Who needs BDSM. I seem to be doing just fine by myself.
Last month, I smashed both my knees on the ice and over-extended my right arm in the half pipe.
Last week, I gave myself whiplash.
Today, in the terrain park I landed one jump, went full speed off a second one, flew 10+ feet through the air, and landed flat on my ass in front of everyone on the chairlift.
I got skills. 27 more days to go. |
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Season's even not over and I'm already thinking of where I'd like to spend next winter. Thinking of either Utah, California/Lake Tahoe, or Canada. |
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Know what I love and also hate? I love the feeling when I try something new. The hint of apprehension, the nervousness, the adrenaline rush I get from my brain going "Oh Shit!" when doing something for the first time. But after a while, that feeling goes away. What's new becomes old. What was once exciting is now boring. What I hate is to get that sensation back, I have to go bigger. I have to go faster. I have to go harder.
Hello, my name is gobsmack and I'm an addict. |
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Hit 1 million vertical feet. That's going straight up the mountain almost 200 miles. Took me a little over two months. Still have just over 1.5 months left in the snowboarding season. I'm going to try for another million. Gotta have goals, ya know. |
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It's snowing like crazy in Vail and I'm stuck back home in 70 degree weather. Did the same thing last year when I went home for two weeks. I hate you taxes. I wisen up and only staying for a week this time.
People say there are only two things certain in life: death and taxes... Can't cheat death and most people who don't want to go to jail don't cheat on their taxes. But being like most people is boring. If you are thinking what I'm thinking, you are right.. I've been thinking of ways to pay less taxes... legally. How? Since I've already been living all over the country, I might as well look into living all over the world. Spend a year outside the country and up to $91500 is excluded from taxes. Hmmm.. pay taxes or using that money to pay rent while traveling the world? Hard choice. |
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Do you know what day it is? It's Sunday. But it's not just any Sunday... it's Super POW Sunday. 18 inches of new snow in the last 24 hours, 25 inches in the last 48 hours and it's still snowing. Best. Season. Ever. |
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Everyone needs goals in life, whether it is short term or long term. My current goal? 100 days this season snowboarding. I'm currently just over 1/3 of the way there. Got my daily schedule mostly figured out. Wake up around noon. Eat lunch. Go out and ride. Repeat 7 days a week. What's that? It was -6 yesterday? That didn't stop me from strapping a piece of wood to my feet and sliding down the mountain.
Life: Enjoy It |
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Absolutely sick. Been dumping snow all day today. Knee deep all over the mountain and face shots all day. Literally nobody on the mountain either. They reported 2" of snow last night so everyone from the front range stayed home. Best day of the season so far. Been here just over 3 weeks. Gone out everyday but two. Today's day 21. |
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4.5 months. That was how long before the feelings came back. With it came a lack of concentration and the inability to sit still. There's no cure for it. There's only one thing to do: Time to go.
I threw everything into the car and I was off. Destination? Back to Colorado... at least for now. I lived in Breckenridge last year. Living there again would have been too easy. Need a new adventure. Need some place new. So I headed further out west, but not that much farther. So where did I end up this time? Vail. |
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We're not in Kansas anymore |
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Days of the week have become meaningless and I actually like it this way.
I used to remember what day it was by what shows come on tv when. Like Lost on Mondays, Life on Wednesdays, Prison Break on Fridays. Then I stopped watching shows and movies on the television and went to watching everything on the computer when it's convenient. Thank you internet.
So I went to telling what day it was by what days I go into the office... which was Tuesdays/Thursdays. Why Tues and Thurs? Someone once asked me that and my reasoning was if I don't go in on Mon or Fri, then it is like having a four day weekend plus a day off in the middle of the week. But then it got colder and I started sleeping in more because the idea of getting out of a warm bed on a cold day just plain sucks. So in the last month and a half, I've gone in maybe four times. There goes that way of figuring out the day.
So what day is it today? It feels like a Saturday and I'm sticking with that. |
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The moon. It has disappeared! Someone tell the man on the moon to turn the lights back on. |
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Two years. There's only two years left! The world's coming to an end in t-minus 731 days. Better start preparing. How will it end? Will an asteroid crash into the earth and finish us off like it did the dinosaurs? Or will the north-south poles reverse themselves, making compasses obsolete and causing total confusion because we won't be able to tell which way is up and penguins to mass migrate north and Santa south? Or maybe sunspots and solar flares will cause the machines to rise up against mankind? Either way, screw work. Thats right. Kick your boss's ass and quit your job and blow all your money on hookers and booze because wouldn't you rather party like it was 1999 and go out with a bang than a fizzle? Always wanted to fuck your neighbor's fluffy white sheep? Go do it! Who cares if you get sherpes.
What's that? You don't care about banging whores and farm animals and you are prepared for the end of world as we know it? Good for you! You probably weren't getting laid before, but after the world ends, you'll definitely be getting laid when you have super-duper survival skills. That hottie next door who told you not if you were the last man on earth? She'll change her mind fast because you probably ARE the last man on earth and you have all the food and know how to turn pee into drinking water. But just in case you aren't, know that the other guys will try to steal your babes. Remember the double tap.
Or maybe the day will come and go and nothing will happen. Or maybe it won't matter because you are already living each day to the fullest. |
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I'm considering outsourcing my life to India. Hire someone to do all the marketing research and graphics design for work. Then also find someone else to do all the boring personal tasks... like say I join a dating site, they can do all the initial emailing to interesting girls. It would be the epitome of laziness, but the time saved would be so worth it. You probably think I'm joking. I'm not ;)
But the idea of hiring an Indian to call in for a customer service issue and having that call go back to India makes me smile. |
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Finally! A zombie TV series. I've been waiting forever for someone to make one. About time they did something other than vampires. Vampires are so overdone. Even better is the show is filmed in Atlanta. One of my favorite things to do when watching movies is looking things/places I recognize and thinking I've been there/know where that is.... |
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8:30... so far two people have came by trick or treating. Safe to say not many more kids will be coming. I've got soooo much chocolates still. I'll probably be on a sugar high for the next two or three weeks. If my journal posts are more out there than "normal", that be why. Just warning ya. |
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Reading Yahoo News about contraception possibly being free under the new health care law. Hell yeah, it should be free! What's with the Catholic bishops opposing it? Maybe freely available birth control will keep the morons from reproducing. Hasn't anyone seen Idiocracy, where idiots eventually take over the world? Although if you read the comments on Yahoo News, we might already be too late. |
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Got around to finally getting a passport. Something tells me I'm now probably on some government list of deviant individuals seeking to leave the country for nefarious reasons.
Two words: Endless Winter |
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Do you know why I like jogging around in circles? Because otherwise I'd end up doing something like biking 25 miles out into the middle of nowhere and then going "Oh crap, now what? I now gotta turn around and bike all the way back to get to the car." |
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My old keyboard stopped working today. I went out and adopted a new one. Took him home. Pulled him out of the box and went to set him up. And I find out he's crippled! He's missing one of his footies. Whyyyyy!?! So sad. |
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Current sleep schedule is a trip. I take a 3 hour nap. Stay up for 9 hours. Then another 3 hour nap, then up for another 9 hours. |
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I used to tell people I build websites. Usually what ends up happening is they'll ask what sites I run or ask me to build them one. Nowadays I tell people I'm in online advertising and they'll just go oh and that'll be it. Maybe marketing just seems boring to people. But I find it fun because you take creativity and add in some psychology and then sell people random stuff that they probably wouldn't think of buying. |
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I swear most the people who post for sell / for rent ads on craigslist are retarded. I once posted a pair of new goggles for sale and included all sorts of details and even huge close-up pictures. None of that 4 tiny pictures at the bottom of the ad.. you had to literally scroll several pages to reach the bottom. If I ever post a personal ad up on there, you better hope I don't include cock pics or you'll need a bigger monitor. So I'm looking through the for rent ads, and most of them either give some generic location, no mentions of how long the leases are, no pictures, what utilities are included, etc.
Maybe I'm just peeved because I could be sleeping right now, but instead just got off the phone with someone whose ad for a 1br place turned out to be the bottom floor of their townhouse and had wanted a 1 year lease. Could have spent that six minutes sleeping. Would have been happier if she simply answered my emailed question about the lease in the first few seconds of the call rather ask me about my life and then started describing the place. Sad thing is, I did some searching and it turned out she was a realtor. Massive fail. Next time I'm leaving out my number. |
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I'm watching Cindy's vlog at MyFreeImplants aka Buy My Boobs and I'm thinking doing a video while driving has got to be just as bad as talking on the phone while driving. Not to mention not wearing seatbelts. But hey, at least she now has an extra pair of airbags in case she gets into an accident... |
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Do you know why if you are female, you inevitably get the message asking whether you are real? That is because every guy knows there are no girls on the internet. Duh. Do a google search on it. 87.6 million web pages agree. |
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Did you know that two thirds of Americans are overweight? In 10 years, 75% of Americans will be overweight. If you are thinking this is another rant against fat people... I kind of like that there are so many overweight people because I go sell them weight loss products. Thanks and keep on eating. |
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I keep on hearing a bleeping truck backing up. Beep, beep, beep, beeping twenty-four hours a day. I thought I was going crazy. Turns out there really is a bleeping beeping truck. Looks like I'm not bleeping crazy... yet |
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With CollarMe profiles filled with pretty faces and all sorts of naked and half-naked bits that are supposed to entice and captivate the male mind, ever wonder what happens if guys get to the point of being desensitized to it all?
As someone who once spent several years running an entertainment site similar to Break, I've literally seen it all. Crazy stunts, stupid pranks, fights, car crashes, faceplants, explosions, and yes, sexy girls. Lets just say you start seeing the forest for the trees. |
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I don't do fashionably late. I do just plain late. Life's a lot less stressful not having to run around following a clock. |
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Anybody else like peanut butter and mayo sandwiches? It kind of looks like shit smeared on a piece of bread with jizz on top. What's that? You just threw up in your mouth a little? I win! |
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I'm supposed to go pick up some candy for Halloween. I don't think many people even come around on this street. But that's not going to stop me from going out and buying a huge bag just in case. More for me. October's great. What other month do stores sell candy in five pound bags? |
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So after my last journal entry about big cock porn and guys only using half their cocks, I've gotten mail saying that's because it would hurt the girl if he uses all of it. I know that, but maybe it's the sadistic side of me that wants to see the guy just shove it in and see whether it causes the girl's eyes to pop out of her head.
But the point is, big cock porn is a tease. You go in wanting to watch a girl get fucked by a monster schlong and you only get half. That's like having a cake and only being able to eat half of it with the other half just sitting there tempting you.
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You know what's annoying in porn? When there's some guy with a huge cock and he's only fucking the girl with half of it. That's like having a fast car and not opening it up. |
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That Divine Bitches banner at the bottom of the page, with the guy's face buried in the girl's ass... Every time I see it, it reminds me of Seth Rogen telling Paul Rudd thats how you get pink eye.
IMDB watched movie list now up to 1069 movies. I'll get to 10,000 eventually. |
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Made it two months without buying gas. And it's not because my car gets good gas mileage either. Too much sleeping and not enough driving. |
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Dammit. 10AM. Can't sleep. Too many naps. Yes, thats naps with a "S". Had planned to go to the post office yesterday but overslept. Woke up at 4PM and since they were closed by then, I went back to bed. Got up at 5. Ate lunch. Checked email. Read the news about some nutjob run amok in a hospital. Went back to bed at 6:30. Nap #1. Woke up and it was dark. Stumbled out of bed. Walked into the wall. Made it downstairs without any further mishaps. Dinner. Then a movie. Did some work. Got tired at 2:30 AM. Nap #2. Woke up an hour later and now here I am. Sleepless in September. |
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Can you feel it in the air? No? It's the last week of summer.
I blinked and the last month and a half flew by. Been busy, busy, busy. Came up with a new idea for one of my sites. Tried to do something similar three years ago and gave up after spending a whole month coding and eventually losing interest. This time, I cranked it out in a week. Love it. That then lead to a whole ton of code, software, and database optimizations. Add in a failed server hard drive, figuring out how to load balance a newly overloaded ad server, two new faster servers, and a totally messed up sleep schedule, I thought I was finally done with everything blazing along. Then last night I came up with another idea. Here we go again.
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It's football season? What's that?
Sometimes I wonder if I'm one of the few guys who don't care for watching any type of sport. Watching other people play sports does nothing for me. I'm kind of an adrenaline/endorphin junky and would rather go out and actually participate in something even if I suck at it.
What's that you say? How can not watching sports be any fun? Here's an analogy for those simple-minded guys. Would you rather be watching porno or being in the porno? ;)
And P90X is evil... |
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You know, I think I'll get so much more profile views if I changed my username to: SirMasterSteelWolfStrictDom
Sir = what you shall call me
Master = this is what i am
Steel = stronger than iron
Wolf = don't mess with this dawg
Strict = i'm no pussy
Dom = in case you forgot
Originality. Some people don't have it. |
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Do people really buy other people's used underwear? What do they do when they get them? Wear them on their head? If so, I hope they don't come with skidmarks. Skidmarks mean that the person either 1) Don't know how to wipe their ass 2) Have no clue where their asshole is 3) Have arms that are too short or 4) Have an ass that is just too huge. If you are one of the first two, I'm sorry, but there is no helping you. You are simply a moron. For the last two, invest in a bidet.
For the underwear head-wearer, try a beanie instead. You'll look cooler. It'll keep your head warm in the winter and you won't smell stale ass everywhere you turn. |
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Know that completely unoriginal interview question "where do you see yourself in five years?" If I'm ever happened to be asked that, I think I'm going to reply with "South America".
(me = unemployable) |
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So I was viewing my profile, because I do that on occasion, and I realized I joined CollarMe two years ago this month. Time flies. The sad thing is, I could care less for CollarMe or BDSM these days. The profiles are blah, the forum discussions are even blah-er... The funny thing is, I remember two years ago, I came across a thread in the forums here entitled "Where are all the 30 year olds?" I was like I got to come back in two years and see if it's true. Well, what do you know....
So now what? Maybe I'll see when I turn 40. |
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Oh, the joys of switching to a family cell phone plan. I get a ton more minutes, more minutes than I'll ever use. But then I also get this... I get a call and the first thing they ask is, "were you sleeping?" Of course I was sleeping. What else would I be doing at 3 in the afternoon? |
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Summer's not even over yet and I'm already checking what weather's going to be this winter. Early predictions say it could be a La Nina winter, which means it could be cold and snowy. No, not cold and snowy in the South... cold and snowy where it matters :) |
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I feel like I should learn something new this summer. So I think I'm going to learn how to drive with my knees. I already drive with one hand on the wheel. Might as well make it no hands. Then I'll be able to grab a drink while also talk on the phone at the same time. |
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After getting back from the mountains where I basically had no radio reception for six months, there are now all these new songs playing on the radio. But one thing's been bugging me... who is Justin Bieber and why does he sound like a girl? |
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After trying both New York and Chicago style pizzas, I have to say I like the Chicago style more. 1 inch deep of tomato sauce, cheese, and toppings = drool-worthy.
If I was picking a city to live in, I'd have to go with NYC over Chicago though. |
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Sweet! Won a new snowboard yesterday. Is it winter yet? |
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Should be back in town in time for the 10K Peachtree Road Race. I had written about getting back into town earlier this month, but then took off after a week for a last minute trip. This year is going to be interesting. I've done barely any running much less any running in the heat. Upside is I start towards the front of the pack this year. |
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I has a new phone with GPS. Maybe I won't get lost as much anymore. Last time I got lost, I drove 30 miles in the wrong direction in the middle of the desert. And the whole time, the compass in the car was saying I was going S/SE when I should have been going N. Just briiiilliant.
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Before going on the roadtrip to CA, I took the car in to get an oil change and inspection. The mechanic came back saying I had two bad tires. I would think most people would have gotten new tires before going, but that's not how I roll. So I made it through Utah, including a section that had no service stops for 106 miles, through Las Vegas, to San Diego, then to Gila Bend, AZ. Then right at noon outside Phoenix on the I-10 with temperatures over 100+ with a semi truck on my ass, one of the tires blow. I swerve off the interstate to the shoulder and end up stopped right next to the mile marker. How sweet was that. Called up AAA and then made a pitstop for 4 new tires because I'm not crazy enough to drive without a spare, especially when I was going to be headed up through Flagstaff into the desert in the middle of nowhere. |
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So I'm heading home from Calfornia to Georgia and Google Maps has me on I-8 towards Yuma. Yeah, that 3:10 to Yuma, Yuma. It's in the middle of the night Saturday and I've been up for probably 36 hours straight and I come to some random checkpoint in the middle of nowhere. The truck in front barely stops for a few seconds before continuing. My turn. Guy asks me where I'm coming from. I reply Breckenridge, CO (it's been a long day). He points northeast and says thats in that direction... where are you really coming from? I say San Diego. I spent the winter snowboarding in Breckenridge. He then asks if I'm a US citizen. Then it dawns on me that this was a border patrol checkpoint. Apparently he doesn't believe me and tells me to pull over to the inspection station, where another guy looks over my driver's license and wants to know where the snowboard was. I'm not Mexican, but if you are, don't tell border patrol you are coming from Breckenridge unless you have a snowboard in the car also. |
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Holy crap. I'm back. Who would have thought? After the season ended, I decided to pick a random beach community in SoCal and drove out there in the middle of the night. Got out there and thought, whats with all the traffic? I guess anywhere would seem to have a lot of traffic after living in a ski town with one main street in and out. So as I'm sitting outside a place waiting for the owner to come show it, I thought maybe I should just go back home. So 4 days, 3000 miles later, I've driven across the whole damn country and I'm back in GA for the summer. I'll probably try CA again next summer after doing a little more research. |
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How's this for ghetto. I was supposed to move out today. Spent the afternoon packing everything into the car. After I get finish, I go call the landlord to return the keys but I only got voicemail. So I'm in an empty condo, on my laptop bootlegging someone's internet because I had returned the cable modem earlier. Right now I'm eating dinner, which is a bowl of microwaved frozen vegetables, with my fingers because I have no idea where the utensils are. There is also no soap or shampoo, however I got lucky because I didn't hide the toilet paper under a mountain of stuff.
On another note... how's this for skills. I got to the comcast office at 4:59. They close at 5. |
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The other day I was at the car wash washing the car. Right after I finished, a huge gust of wind came and blew dirt all over the car... Car Wash Fail |
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It's 12 AM and I'm eating dinner! About 5 months ago, I bought a huge pork loin and then threw it into the freezer because I didn't feel like figuring out how to cook it. Since I'm now clearing out the fridge, I decide it's time to tackle this big hunk of meat. Being lazy, I toss the whole thing into the oven. Only thing is, I forgot to buy a thermometer today. I also didn't look at the clock when I put it in. So with it being in there for who knows how long, I go yank it out and it comes out... Perfect! This cooking thing ain't that hard. |
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Currently hiding out. No, not from the aliens. From the federal government. More specifically, the US Census Bureau. You see, a couple months ago I got a knock at the door and upon opening it, I was greeted by a little old lady who then handed me an envelope and told me that it needed to be filled out and mailed back by April 1st. Well, that envelope is still sitting on my desk. I actually didn't open it till May 1st. Yes, I'm a master at procrastination. So I figure if I can keep hiding from the census people till the end of the month, I'll then be gone far, far away and they won't be able to find me. |
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May already. Time flies. Lease is up in a month. I could stay longer, but I'm thinking it's time for a new locale. Have a rough idea where I'm going next, but not going to decide till later in the month. Thinking of coming back in the fall for another season of snowboarding, but I don't plan that far ahead. I just go with it. I love that I can pack everything into the back of the car and just take off. I think I'm going to change my name to Alexander Supertramp. |
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Time to get back to work. Breckenridge and Vail closed today. Keystone and Beaver Creek the week before. Going to miss being able to walk out the door and be on the lift in 10 minutes. Now have to drive to A-Basin when I want to go snowboard. Hit day 71 today. |
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Last week I jacked up the alignment on my car while trying to avoid a pothole in a parking lot of all places. The alignment's so messed up that if I let go of the wheel, I'll be in a ditch on the side of the road within 10 seconds. So this week while I was in the same parking lot, I came up with this bright idea to drive into a pothole again while turning the wheel in the other direction and see if I can knock it back. I mean, it really can't get that much worse anyways. So I aim the car at two potholes in the middle of the lot and let 'er roll... and I end up missing them both. Go figure. |
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Know what I miss? My computer speakers from home with the subwoofer. I would have brought them along if I had more room in the car. I concentrate so much better when something's playing in the background. These regular desktop computer speakers just don't sound as good without the low range. I also wouldn't mind cranking the volume and annoying those clumsy people upstairs that keep on dropping things and stomping around all day. |
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19 inches overnight at Vail. 13 inches yesterday. Forget work. I'm heading out there. Wish I didn't oversleep this morning. |
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If I'm in the rockies over the summer with a place that has a garage, I so want a motorcycle.... |
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Awesome. Right after the bruise from last month went away, I go smack into another tree. FML |
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Waking up at 7 in the morning on a Saturday was totally worth it. Epic powder day today at Vail. |
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I have a plate of baked potatoes sitting in the fridge for over TWO MONTHS!!!
I wonder if they are still edible. |
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I can fly. But only for a few seconds. Half the time, it ends with me tumbling end over end down a hill with snow going everywhere. Good thing snow is soft. |
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How come its like always the last run of the day when you hurt yourself. I was flying down a mogul/bumpy section under the lifts this afternoon, got distracted, and nailed a huge tree. As if that wasn't enough, the tree started raining snow down on me. I lucked out and the meaty part of the thigh took most the hit. I'm thinking tomorrow I'm going to have a bruise the size of Texas to show for it. |
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The great thing about living at almost 10,000 feet above sea level is water boils really fast. The annoying thing about living at 10,000 feet is getting distracted while boiling water and coming back to find most of the water boiled away. Dammit, I'm hungry! |
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Tried skiing over the weekend. Before going out, I figured if I wasn't falling all over the place, I'm not trying hard enough. None of that snow plow stuff going down the mountain. By the end of the day I was linking turns down a easy blue trail. Skiing was easier to learn than snowboarding. Still going to stick with snowboarding though. |
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Just got home after being away for two months. Got so much mail while I was gone... I'm already ready to head back. It was snowing like crazy when I was driving to the airport. Snow report shows 11" of new snow in the past 24 hours and 17" in the past 48 hours. Can't believe I missed it. FML |
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LOL @ people buying bread and milk whenever it snows. When I was out and about in the snow last week, I bought ice cream. Lots and lots of ice cream. You know.. ice cream has milk in it... Wouldn't you rather have ice cream than milk? |
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Trees hate me. Not only do they jump out in front of me when I'm riding through the woods, I can't seem to hit just one. I'll run into one and then go flying into another one. Maybe I should stick to the groomers. Then the only thing I can run into are other people. |
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One of the 21" monitors went bad after a week and now I got a 70 pound paperweight sitting on the desk. I guess it was a good thing I bought two at the same time because I had to drive all the way into Denver to pick them up. Then I had to carry them in all the way from the parking lot. Anyone want to wager how long I'm going to sit here with a useless monitor because I'm too lazy to carry it back out. I've got friends coming into town later in the month. I think I'll get them to do it. |
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Woohoo... six more weeks of winter! |
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Roomie left to go back home today... and the first thing I did was get buck nekkid. Ok, maybe not. But what I did do was go out and buy two 21" monitors. Whats that saying again? Once you go asian, you don't go caucasian. Oops.. wrong saying. Anyways, once you go dual monitors, you can't really go back to just one. So much more productive with two. Then I completely rearranged the condo and am totally loving the new layout a lot more than the old one. The only thing I'm missing now is my speakers. Couldn't bring them along because the subwoofer is huge and I had the car completely packed.
After taking a month and a half off doing absolutely nothing but snowboarding and watching movies, its time to get back to work in Feb. Didn't quite hit the goal I had set back in July, but came close. I sort of didn't think I'd come even close, but I guess setting a goal really does help with motivation. So I've updated the deadline and going to try for it again. Here's to an awesome year. |
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So this past Saturday was the Talons Challenge. Thirteen black/double black diamond runs in one day. Turns out twelve of the runs were nothing but moguls. I've never seen so many moguls in my life. Don't get me wrong, I actually like moguls. I even spent the past week practicing them, which turned out to be a lousy idea because my legs were still tired on Saturday. So after a couple runs, my legs were beat and my technique went all to hell, which resulted in lots and lots of falling. I don't think I've busted my ass so many times in one day before. I even landed on a rock. A big one.
But after six hours, I made it through all the runs and I've got a cool hat and my name forever immortalized on the Talon Wall of Fame to show for it. Well, that and a whole lot of sore body parts. But that didn't stop me from going out for more snowboarding on Sunday. Now up to 25 days for the season. |
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I must be either totally crazy or have no idea what I just gotten myself into... but I just signed up: http://www.talonschallenge.com
Beaver Creek, here I come. I'll be the guy sliding on his ass down the mountain. |
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The other day, I counted 26 bags of frozen vegetables in the freezer. There are literally stacks and stacks of them. They are taking up like half the freezer space. But this isn't as bad as the time I bought like 20 tubes of toothpaste. Took me forever to use them all. Sometimes I just can't resist stocking up on random stuff that are on sale.
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Been here in Colorado for not even a month and I'm already thinking of where to go next. Knowing when the season ends and the lease is up on the condo doesn't help. Rather than heading back to GA after this, I think I'm going to try living in various cities until I get bored and then head to the next one on the list. Haven't decided yet where I'm heading to after CO, but if I ever head back to the northeast, I gotta give NYC a go.
So far three weeks in CO and I've done 16 days on the slopes. Not bad.. it took me almost 4 months to do that last year.
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The gobsmack technique to winter driving: This morning I turned a roundabout into a slide-about.
I really hate my tires, especially that high maintenance one that keeps on leaking air even after I took it to two different tire places to get fixed. |
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Note to self... Close car door before attempting to clear snow off windshield using wipers. |
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Goodbye to the cold Georgia weather for the even colder weather of Colorado. Planning on driving out there within a week or so for the winter. Found a condo within walking distance to the lifts. I have no clue what it even looks like, but none of that matters since I get to snowboard every day. Thought about living in Denver, but that is still over an hour drive to the slopes and my car gets lousy gas mileage. Did two hour drives a couple times a week last year to the mountain and after a month, that started to get old.
Not sure what I'm going to do next after the winter is over, but since I'm all the way out west, I'm thinking it would be fun to pick some random cities along the west coast and living there for a month or two at a time. |
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It is going to be an EPIC winter! |
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It's never too cold for ice cream. |
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You know... there are not enough hours in a day. I thought about it and I could use an extra 4 hours to sleep, 2 hours to catch up on tv shows or a movie, 2 more hours for misc stuff like working out, and 1 hour to masturbate. Ok, I was kidding about needing an hour to masturbate. I'd end up going blind so much sooner. Plus, 33 hours in a day doesn't look right. I think it'd have to be in multiples of 2, which makes 8 extra hours perfect.
Or maybe I should work on my time management. |
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Yesterday I was bored, so I grabbed an axe and went out and chopped a fallen tree into pieces. It probably doesn't make much sense, but it's a guy thing. We either have to be fixing something or off smashing something to smithereens. I think next I'm going to find two sticks and rub them together to make a fire. But that'll have to wait till it stops raining. |
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I love fall weather. Lately I've been spending a lot of my free time thinking about snowboarding. It doesn't help that sierrasnowboard has been giving away a snowboard a day for the past month. I guess I should thank them though. If it wasn't for their daily giveaways, who knows what time I'd sleep till. |
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Back on Labor Day, friends went down to FL for the weekend. While I was tempted to go, I decided to stay home and work. Two weeks later, that decision turned out to be a good one. I'm on a roll. Now got to keep the momentum going. |
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Yo, to the above person, i'm really happy for you. I'mma let you finish, but the person below had one of the best journals of all time! |
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Don't mind me. I'm just posting this to continue my current journaling trend. In the beginning of the month, I posted a journal at 6 AM. A few days later, at 7 AM. Then 9 and 10 AM. Now I'm posting one at 11 AM. And this is significant because... People are about to go eat lunch and I'm about to head off to bed.
Just finishing up some work and getting it submitted. Hopefully it gets reviewed and online before the weekend. Otherwise I'd have to wait till Monday. Too much procrastinating. Maybe I shouldn't have watched that movie last night. But hey, I'm now up to 819. |
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The Drunken Christmas
What is a drunken Christmas? Basically it goes like this: After you've thrown back a few drinks or a half dozen or two and you are decently plastered, you go online to your favorite online store and go shopping. Delete any confirmation emails or not check your email for the next few days. Then go to bed. One day out of the blue, a package will arrive and you won't remember what the hell you've bought. It'll be like Christmas morning all over again. Hopefully you bought yourself something super cool and not something lame like six dozen toothbrushes. Now that you know what the drunken Christmas is, go try it.
Oh, anyone need a toothbrush or two? |
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Hah. Made it 5 days without logging onto CM. Been keeping busy. I've got me a new project... I'm going to watch every single movie ever made. Ok, maybe that's a bit too ambitious.
I've started cataloging all the movies I've seen at IMDB. Goal is to see 10,000 movies, which is the maximum number that can be stored in a list there. If I watch one movie a day, it'll take about 28 years to get there. Damn. I'd be almost 60 then. I better start watching multiple movies a day. Anyways, one benefit of keeping a list is being able to keep track of which movie I've already seen. So far I'm up to 782.
http://www.imdb.com/mymovies/list?l=43197758 |
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You know you've got issues when the windows taskbar is three rows high because there are 40 windows open. I like to multitask. |
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Lol at people removing my Monkey Sitter journal entry. Some people have no sense of humor. Maybe to peeve them off, I'll sneak it back on one day.
The scammer emails are actually useful. I just copy and pasted a message from one scammer to another. Now to wait for them to start talking to each other. Oh, imagine the fun they'll be having. |
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The premise from the Final Destination movies are true! Adam Goldstein aka DJ AM, survives a plane crash and almost a year later he dies from what may have been a drug overdose. |
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I got a leak. Yup... For the past two months, I've got a leaky tire and I have no clue where the leak is. Now most people will probably get it fixed and be done with it. But with the aid of modern technology, also known as a tire pressure monitor, I've been driving around until the light comes on and then going to the gas station and filling the tire back up. Don't you just love technology?
I've looked and looked and can't find a nail anywhere. The tire is on the left side, so it's not from me running over the curbs while making a right turn. On the upside, it's a slow leak, taking exactly three weeks before it trips the TPM, so I'm going to keep on driving on it until it gets down to a week between fill ups. |
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Would be interesting if CM displayed a count of how many times someone viewed a profile, you know, for cyberstalking purposes. Of course, I would totally abuse it by finding someone that constantly complained about profile viewers and set my browser to reload their profile every 5 seconds. There are 86400 seconds in a day and divide that by 5, one would be able to rack up 17280 views in a day. I bet that person would sign on the next day and have a heart attack.
Of course this feature isn't currently available, but CM does move your profile back up to the top of the Who's Viewing Me each time you view someone's profile. What if your profile was always at the top day after day? What would the other person think? |
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The annoying thing about cds is usually there are only a couple good tracks and the rest are just filler. The Swordfish soundtrack is the only cd that I've listened to every single song without skipping and never gotten tired of. Well, almost. I don't care much for the intro so I burned a cd with that track left out. |
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If you read the forums, you will inevitably come across posts from dominants complaining about the "do me" sub.
But what if you are a sub? What should you look out for? Well, I have the answer for you: The "gimme" dom/me. What's a gimme dom you ask? You know, the ones who go "Gimme a sammich!" or "Gimme money!"
Spread the word. Lol. |
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Know what... I'm going to forget about working and just sit around because I'm going to win the lottery. What are the odds? Like 1 in 175 million? Doh... |
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MARTA does not stand for Metropolitan Atlanta Rapid Transit Authority. That's what the city wants you to think. Everyone knows that it really stands for Moving Alcohol Rapidly Through Atlantans. |
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After reading the Pittsburgh gym shooter's blog, I think the guy should have took his money and blown it all on hookers. Then he would have been complaining about being broke instead of not getting laid in two decades.
Be sure to also check out the hidden/commented out entry at the bottom of the page... |
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One of my friends recently had a birthday and we were talking about reaching the end of our twenties. I'll be turning 30 later this year and it does seem kind of depressing. But one cool thing about being asian is, we always seem to look younger. When I got pulled over the other day, I happened to be driving through a college campus and the second question out of the officer's mouth was if I was a student there. Good to know that I still have a few years to go before I turn into that creepy old guy at the club.
While on the subject of people who don't look their age, know who also looks young? I'll give you some hints. He's a DJ. He's 40. And he's coming to Atlanta on October 10. If you said Tiesto, you win. |
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Oh My God. Two weeks after paying my speeding ticket, today I totally forgot and ran a stop sign. I look over and there was a police car right there on the right. FML
I used to get lost all the time. Now it seems getting pulled over is the new thing. I wish I would go back to getting lost. If this keeps up, by year end, I'll be walking. |
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Was at the shoe store the other day trying on cleats. Pulled my size from the shelf and tried on the left pair first. Perfect fit. Then popped on the right and they were tight. What? After all these years, did I have mismatched feet with one foot bigger than the other that I didn't know about? Or did one foot decide to grow bigger all of a sudden? Went looking for another pair of the same size and finally found a lone box stashed on top of the shelves. Tried on the right shoe and they fit! Phew. Glad I'm not a freak after all. |
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Could not resist... You can always turn your monitor upside down. Or stand on your head. I recommend the latter. |
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The gold diggers on here are doing it all wrong. You gotta think BIG. Kelis' milkshake just earned her $55,000 a month. |
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The Gobsmack Profile Picture Analogy Theory
What is this Profile Picture Analogy Theory you ask? I believe between the content of the pictures posted by males and females on here, there is a body part that is equivalent. For example, for the male face shot, there is the female face shot. The male pecs to the female breasts; the male ass to the female booty. But there is one aberration, and that is the dick shot.
Think for a second. What is the female equivalent to the male dick shot? It isn't the pussy shot because I rarely see those on here. Give up?
The foot shot! Yup. Some guys think the ladies want to see their dick and some ladies think guys want to see their smelly feet. You will almost never see a guy posting a picture of their feet but go through the female profile listings and I guarantee you will come across a picture of feet. |
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Reading the recent journals on here and there was one entry where someone posted the number of profiles they had hidden/blocked. I'm curious... how many do you have hidden or blocked? There are 14 profiles per page. Count them up and post the number. Inquiring minds want to know.
My count: 135 profiles hidden |
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Tax-free holiday starts this Thursday. Might get me a pair of shoes for soccer. I've been playing in my running shoes. Last week I had a girl step on my big toe with her cleats. Kicking a soccer ball with a smooshed big toe is a pain in the ass. Might be time to go get a pair of cleats too and go stomping on other people's toes for a change. |
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Gotten a bit lazy lately. So easy to slack off and spend hours browsing forums and news sites. So I'm going to do what many others before me have done: Set a goal with a deadline. Something way out there that it might as well be impossible. Writing it down on my whiteboard. Go big or go home.
I'll get started as soon as I finish taking a nap. Just kidding. |
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So after the PRR on July 4th, I decided to try some new hobbies. One of them is soccer. As briefly mentioned in my post from 7/17, I massively suck at soccer having not played in like forever. If you've been following my journals and once mentioned in one of my many profile changes, I'm occassionally accident prone. Shit just happens.
So last week, I'm playing soccer with a bunch of random people that I don't even know. Game starts and I go sprinting up from behind a guy for the ball. Right when I get to him, he sticks his leg out to kick the ball. I trip over leg. I see guy silhouetted against sky. Then the next thing I know, I'm on my back looking up thinking hey, that sky's a really nice shade of blue.
I think I'm going to start calling these moments I Got Gobsmacked. |
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I was just reading the journals on here and came across one entry posted at about 7am this morning from a girl that was adamant that it was *impossible* to find out someone's IP address on this site. This got me curious, so I had to go find out if it really was possible. And the answer is?
Yes, as of right now, you *can* find out someone's IP address through this site.
Too bad getting an IP address is useless. You'd need to subpoena the ISP to get any personal info out of it.
And the point of this journal entry? One day the geeks will rule the world. :P |
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I wish I had a sub. Heck, I could use two subs right now... one for each hand. I would devour them one after another. Or maybe both at the same time. Just thinking about it is making me hungry. But it's 4 am on a Sunday. All the subways and quiznos are probably closed now. I guess I'll have to settle for a sammich |
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Paintball today. Much respect to the soldiers in the Middle East. Dodging paintballs is hard enough. Can't imagine having to do it with real bullets. |
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I massively suck at soccer |
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Must get mind out of the gutter. Was perving someone's profile and skipped all the pictures of them and instead checked out the picture of their motorcycle. |
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T/this J/journal E/entry H/has T/the M/most S/slashes E/ever U/used I/in A/a J/journal E/entry E/ever O/on C/collarme. I/i W/would K/keep O/on W/writing, B/but J/just P/proofreading T/this I/is A/already M/making M/my H/head H/hurt. |
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Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. What if you could really erase your memories. Like completely forget all the embarassing, stupid, painful experiences in your life. Over the years, I've been trying it by immediately thinking of something else when an unwanted memory pops in my head. No idea if it works, but one thing I know is I can't remember a single thing I learned in school, or the names of my teachers, and when people try to add me as a friend on facebook, I have no clue who they are. Hope I'm not forgetting the wrong things. Anyways, I guess the only way to know if you could really erase your memory is to forget something important. So I'm going to try to forget my name. I'll come back and give an update if it works... if I remember.
Currently playing: Placebo - Running Up That Hill |
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I wished the Hide button would also hide journals from hidden profiles. Trying to resist sending a pic of goatse to those who post in supersized fonts and dark text on dark backgrounds.... |
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Word is CM has changed the TOS for the profile pics. I logged on the other day and up popped a pic of a girl with two fingers stuck in her ass. Didn't take much looking in the new user listing to find a dick pic. I bet it won't be too long until the head shots will be replaced with ones featuring the smaller head.
Thats it for now. I'm off to find me a pic of a girl with three fingers up her ass. CM, don't fail me now! |
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1:04
One of these years, I'll get some sleep the night before. If running a 10K is tough, try doing it at the time you usually go to bed. At least I beat last year's time by several minutes.
Done with running for a while. I think I'm going to eat, sleep, and just be lazy until I turn into a fat sloth. Or maybe I should go find some new things to do.
Currently playing: Robert Miles - Children (Dream Version) |
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From reading a lot of profiles and journals, there are so many that mention things like no liars, fakes, scammers, men, etc... I feel like I'm missing something by not including something like that in mine. So I'm going to put in one now:
No homosapiens! That's right. If you are a homosapien, do not mail me, do not view my profile, do not pass go, do not collect $200 and all that good stuff. If you are not a homosapien, I would really like to hear from you.
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Ever find someone who's an "expert" in everything? I can't decide if I'm in awe because they are "perfect" or that they actually took the time to select "expert" from close to like eighty pulldown menus (Yes, I actually counted).
In case you are wondering, I'm an expert at nothing. Ok, I lie. I'm an expert in eating ice cream. Because ice cream is yummy.
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RIP Billy Mays. I was watching one of his infomercials the other night. Everyone's dying! |
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Apparently not only am I lousy at following directions, I suck at giving them too. I was walking out of the park to the parking lot and a guy asked if I knew where kickball activities might be at. I replied: "the park". |
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I hate estimated taxes. Especially the second quarter's. Two months after paying the first quarter's, I get to do it all over again. If the checking account could talk, it would say it's tired of getting buttfucked by the government!
In other news, I removed my pic. Now when I write something super stupid or offensive, people can't look to see exactly who wrote it.
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Summer's not even officially here yet and I'm already ready for fall and winter. I wonder what the weather is like up in Alaska. I'll even help their kooky governor keep an eye on them Russians if it means not having to be in humid 90 degree ATL weather. |
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Memorial Day weekend was great. I slept so much, I'm now on London time. What is this London time you ask? Assuming you wake up at 8 AM, I'm 5 hours ahead of you. Yup... I woke up at 3 AM this morning. Guess I'll head off to bed around 7 or 8 this evening. If I sleep in for a few more hours, I'd be normal! |
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Lately I've been sleeping in till 6 PM. Today, I set my alarm clock and woke up at 3. Looked outside and it was a nice day. Sunny. Perfect weather. So I go out. On the way back home in the evening, I get a ticket for speeding after coasting down a hill on a road I rarely ever drive down. FML
Lesson for today is... stay in bed. It's a lot safer. And cheaper.
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I was reading through the journals today and I came across one where a domme was looking for guys to repair her roof for free.
So that got me thinking. If getting guys to do things for you was easy as being female, I was definitely born the wrong gender. Lets say I was a girl. What would I want guys to do? I don't think I'll ask for money or service. What would I want then? I know. The #1 thing on my wishlist would be to: Delete your profile. Then when they message saying they did that, I'd be like "Fail!"
You people better hope I don't cross over to the dark side and set up a fake profile. Or it'll be sheer insanity.
And regards to roofing. Smashing nails with a hammer is fun. But getting the shingles up onto the roof? That is the biggest pain in the ass ever.
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Where did everyone go? Did I put everyone on the entire site on "hide" already? Haha.. just kidding. But you've got to admit.. that would be kind of funny. |
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I just thought up an awesome use for the "HIDE" button. What if I started reading and then hiding all the boring profiles? Then after a while, when I log on, all I'll see will be the interesting, hot, funny people. Sounds like a plan. Can't believe I didn't think of this sooner. Oh the things I come up with to avoid doing any actual work... |
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One of my computer's fans is starting to sound like a lawn mower and it's annoying the hell out of me. I really don't want to take the computer apart to figure out the problem with all the cables I would need to unplug and plug back in. Trust me on this. I was a compsci major. Us cs geeks take our computering seriously.
I know! I'll turn up the volume to the speakers. Glorious music to the rescue.
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The next time I come up with a name for a company, it's going to start with the word "Sparta".
Then when people call, I would answer the phone with "This Is Sparta!"
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Growing up is for old people. |
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I'm sitting here at 9AM trying to get some last stuff done before going to bed and the only thing I can think of is "Never More". Know how people get a song stuck in their head? I got "Never More" stuck in my head and it's driving me batty.
Then I figured it out... The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe. So I went looking for someone to read it out loud:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXU3RfB7308
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Hello CM, how was your weekend? I spent mine making a couple dozen accounts on a certain social networking site. Now you are probably wondering why would someone need that many accounts? Well, I'm going to friend them together and then send messages amongst themselves and post on each other's walls, of course.
Haha... hope you didn't think I was serious. That would be mental institution crazy. They for a little marketing research project.
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Is it wrong when I see the word "slave", it reminds me of that shirt on tshirthell that says: "Slavery gets shit done" ?
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Two weeks have past since getting back to Atlanta. May is already here. Time flies. Haven't really been on here or on FL that much. Been busy with work. Went to a work related meetup last weekend that I happened to discover ~1.5 hours beforehand and got a whole lot of new motivation. Need to step it up. Must take over the world.
On another note... so many different meetups happening all over. When I'm not so busy, I'm going to have to check more of them out. Thats assuming I'm not sleeping all day and up all night. Think they got a meetup for people who are up all night?
And yeah... when not working, I'm out running. Weather has been awesome. Need to get in shape. Not that I'm out of shape or anything... They are timing all 55,000 runners this year in the Peachtree Road Race. No more making up a random finish time.
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Voices. The voices in my head... They won't shut up!
Ummm... nevermind. It was one of those stupid talking ads. I hate those things.
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Quick update for journal post from 4/11. Full song now available at:
http://www.lincoln.com/extras/tvads.asp?id=7
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I don't know what the heck is up with me and driving this past week. On Tuesday, I was driving through a neighborhood and something went BANG! I have yet to find the dent or what I hit or what hit me. I'm guessing a tree branch or something fell on top of the car. On Wednesday, I was changing lanes and had my blinkers on and some guy behind me tries to merge into the same lane at the same time... at the very edge of my blind spot after I had glanced over. Then yesterday, some asshat cuts me off with a foot to spare. To top it off, I was driving home in the evening and got caught in a huge hail storm a couple miles from home. FML |
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I like the new Recent Journals feature. Less clicking to read the new journals. I may be more productive lately, but I'm still lazy. |
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I love that song in the new 2010 Lincoln MKZ commercial. I keep on playing the commercial over and over just to hear it. I hope they release the full song soon because my index finger is getting tired of clicking play.
http://shinytoyguns.com/news/major-tom/
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Slightly disappointed. Ski resort closed for the season on Sunday. If I had known, I would have gone one more time, although there isn't much snow left. The chubby little groundhog predicted there would be 6 more weeks of winter in Feb. and right when March arrived, all the snow started melting. Made it out to the slopes 16 times this winter. Would have loved to have gone more often, but after a while, I got bored of the 2 hour drive to get there. Would like to head out west next winter for some real powder.
Now I got to find something else to keep me entertained. Otherwise, bad things happen. In the last week, I think I broke my brother's bike and I also stuffed a quarter that looked like it got ran over a few thousand times into the coin slot of the washing machine... it got stuck. LOL. So I've started jogging more often, having gone out the last 3 days and running (or more like causing havoc) all over the city. I don't play attention to the crossing signals, don't cross at the crosswalks, and I ran in front of a guy about to exit a parking lot and had him jerk to a stop... No wonder I stuck to running at the park back home. |
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Hate to say it... but read enough profiles and they all eventually start sounding the same. As with all things, after the newness wears off, it all becomes the same old, same old. Or maybe I'm just getting lazier. Now I just sign on, look the pics of who's on and keep on hitting the Next button. Five bucks says by next month, I'll sign on and close the browser immediately after. |
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Daylight savings time begins this Sunday.
Usually when people think of DST, they say something like "we are going to lose an hour of sleep because we have to get up one hour earlier"... My opinion is those people are doing it all wrong! You only lose an hour of sleep if you set your clock ahead before going to bed. If you set your clock ahead when you wake up Sunday morning, you wouldn't lose an hour of sleep. Instead, you'll then lose one hour out of Sunday. Who cares about Sunday anyways... unless you have to work on Sunday. Then you'd be screwed.
On the other hand, if you work the night shift over the weekend, DST should rock your world since you'll be getting out of work one hour earlier.
In my case, I'll be going to bed one hour earlier because the clock on the computer automatically skips ahead at 2am. I don't set my other clocks ahead until I get up the next day, which means I get an extra hour of sleep... That my friends, is how it's done :) |
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Might be time to go get some sleep. Was reading a random profile and thought that she said "I am currently under construction". |
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It was destiny.
To Do List: Watch all the films ever nominated for the Academy Awards Best Picture. |
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Can't really explain it, but I kept on thinking today was Saturday. It's really Friday though... which is a good thing I guess since that means tomorrow is Saturday. If today felt like Saturday but the weekend hasn't actually started yet, does that make it a three day weekend?
I once told a friend if it wasn't for tv shows airing on specific days, I wouldn't know which day of the week it was. Hooray for tv. |
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This week's lesson is: Beware of doing certain things while half asleep... otherwise you might do something stupid like forgetting to put on a guard for the clippers. |
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Dang cars and all their electronic gizmos. After leaving the car sitting around for two months, I come back to find the battery is now totally dead.
On another note... I discovered that Airtran planes don't have a 13th row. How funny is that? I was walking down the aisle going 10... 11.... 12... 14?!? Did so many people freak out after finding out they were sitting in the 13th row and wanted new seats that they ended up renumbering them? Yes, I said renumbered because the 14th row is now really the 13th.
All the superstitious people will probably be popping Xanax like crazy this Friday. |
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Today's lesson is: Don't goof off on ice. It is slippery. |
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Steelers win the Superbowl! I love how it worked out with me being in Pittsburgh the year they win. Immediately after the game, we headed out to Forbes Ave in Oakland to check out the celebrations. With two college campuses right here, it had to be nuts and it was.
Saw some guy climbing up a light pole. A bus stop was demolished. Watch one guy run from an officer in full riot gear who was trying to taser him before getting tackled by a whole bunch of other cops. People knocking down street signs and parking meters. Windows broken. Fireworks. Trying to get out of the way of police on horseback on the sidewalk. A huge bonfire in the middle of the street from dumpsters set on fire. |
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Left at 2 am Friday morning and drove all night to Brooklyn for some pizza. By the time we brought it back to Pittsburgh, it was cold. Booooooo. Ok, maybe we didn't really go to New York just for the pizza, but after walking all over Philadelphia and forgetting to get a cheesesteak, it wasn't going to happen a second time. Manhattan must have the worst traffic in the country during rush hour. It took us forever to get out of the city. Oh... and be sure to watch out for what must have been the world's biggest pothole in the left lane after exiting the Holland Tunnel... I would know because I ran over it. One thing that puzzles me though, is how I'm up right now after six hours of sleep after staying up for thirty hours straight. |
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I used to think the potholes back home were bad, but the ones here got them beat. If the police ever pulls me over for swerving all over the road, I'm telling them I'm not driving while drunk or stupid... I'm simply avoiding all the potholes on the road, including ones that are big enough to swallow one of those Smart Cars. |
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This last roadtrip may be impossible to beat. A two day trip to Philadelphia turned into three days when we decided to hell with it and rather than driving straight back to Pittsburgh, we drove three hours to Washington DC for the inauguration. It was freezing. We walked for miles and miles. The crowds were insane. But we were there and that is all that matters. |
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Whoa... while snowboarding yesterday, I was riding along at a good clip when I take a glance behind me and the next thing I know, I catch a wicked toe-side edge and go somersaulting through the air. Luckily I tucked from reflex so I just barely bumped my head on the way around before landing hard on my ass. I then get up and take a look around thinking wtf just happened? Funny thing was, I was hitting one intermediate slope all day long without falling once and then this happens in the slow zone.
With my big new bruise from yesterday and me cutting my finger while making dinner from the day before, I'm thinking s&m doesn't really require a top and a bottom... I'm apparently doing just fine all by myself. |
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It's 8 AM and I'm up not because I stayed up all night for once. Went to take a quick nap at around 12 and ended up sleeping till exactly 6 AM, when I rolled over and almost fell off the bed. Usually when that happens, you go from sweet dreams to instantly wide awake. Now that I'm already up, guess I'll try to be productive and get some work done. |
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Having posted on 12/30 that one of my resolutions for 2009 was to procrastinate less, the day immediately after New Years I headed out to the post office to mail off a Christmas present for a friend. Never mind that Christmas was a whole week ago... after all, it's the thought that counts, right? Maybe he won't notice the postmark. And look on the upside, he'll never be expecting it. Only thing was, I made it to the post office about 20 minutes before closing. Guess the procrastination thing is still a work in progress. |
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While snowboarding on Saturday, I fell on my knees not once but twice. Usually falling in snow isn't that bad, but this was no ordinary snow. It was a small layer of snow on top of ice and it hurts like hell. So I'm currently sitting here with a big bruise on my right knee. The second time I fell, I was going really slow on a crowded trail and was slowing down even more when I hit some ice and decided to share the fun by knocking a girl in front of me on skis off her feet. Yeah, I'm really smooth like that. I'm thinking of going back on Monday or Tuesday, but if my knee is still sore, I'm going to wear my rollerblade knee pads because if poking at a bruise hurts, falling on it will be even worst.
I also decided to try going down a blue/intermediate run on Saturday and the result of that was me falling and sliding down half hill on my butt. Since I hate to give up, I tried it again several more times with the same results. There is something about going down a steep hill and leaning forward even more that doesn't feel right. |
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Went out for a run this evening and did what I do best.... I got lost. So I did what I usually do when I get lost - I kept on going and going and going... and I think I saw Russia from where I was. I ended up admitting I had absolutely no clue where I was and turned around and ran back the way I came. It was cold. It was windy. It was an awesome workout. |
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Tonight I learned not to surf the internet and cook at the same time. At least I was only boiling water. By the time I remembered, the entire pot of water was gone except for an inch. Got to start all over again. Good thing I wasn't browsing Collarme or I might have blown up the stove. |
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With 2008 about over, I'm thinking it's time to come up with some New Year's Resolutions. For '09, I will work hard, play harder, and spend less time goofing off and procrastinating.
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Spent the day snowboarding yesterday and I was getting off the chairlift when I somehow managed to get my arm caught in the gap between the seat and the seatback. As the chair goes to swing around, it throws me off balance and I go tumbling down the off ramp like a doofus.
Which brings us to the point of this journal entry. After yesterday's incident, I got to thinking... Is there anyone else out there who seem to be proned to random mishaps and accidents? I don't think of myself as a walking disaster, but some of the things I've absentmindedly done makes me wonder if I'd be safer in a padded room. Like last week, I spent 3 days in a row smacking my leg or foot into the toilet while trying to get in or out of the shower. In fact, I should probably keep an eye out for them sneaky toilets and bathtubs. I once slipped and fell out of a bathtub and boinked my forehead on the toilet. Yeah, I know.. like wtf? Other things include running into not one, but two parked cars on my bike, running straight into a mailbox while playing catch in the neighborhood, falling out of a playground set, accidently slinging a bat fifty feet away into the side of a house, just missing a window, all those curbs I've ran over, slipping on the wet floor in the dorm bathroom my freshman year in front of some guy that was at the sink brushing his teeth, and so on.
I do have to say though, I rather have a bunch of small accidents than a few big ones. It keeps you on your toes. But you should watch out though if you are around me, or I might take you out with me. |
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After being in Pittsburgh for a week, here is what I've discovered so far:
Apparently Pittsburgh has only two kinds of weather... cloudy and rainy. I'm not kidding. The whole time I've been here, the sun came out for one hour yesterday. I should have took a picture. If it rained this much back in Atlanta, the governor wouldn't be trying to invade Tennessee to steal their water.
Whoever says you can't catch a cold from flying has no clue what they are talking about. I rarely ever get sick. I'm blaming it on the recycled airplane air. This leads to the next point...
Who was the brainiac that came up with delayed release aspirin? If I'm taking a pain reliever, you would assume I'd want it to kick in asap. Is someone supposed to predict when they'll have a headache and take it beforehand? Yeah, good luck with that.
Going snowboarding while not completely recovered from a cold isn't that bright of an idea. All my snowboarding gear finally came, so I couldn't resist. At least my headache went away the night before because I wiped out on a run and landed flat on my back. Came back exhausted and feeling lightheaded. I go pass out after dinner and wake up the next day having traded my headache for a sore throat and a cough. Yay.
No matter where you are, there are Walmarts. I had gone looking for the interstate and found a Walmart instead. And the Walmart was no where near the interstate.
I'm the perfect height. Another inch or two and I'll have to duck while walking through the basement to the garage.
Crazy people come out at night. Try taking a nap while two ladies yell complete nonsense at each other for half an hour on the street below. |
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Here's a Christmas gift idea for your BDSM friends: Get them The Clapper. Their neighbors will be really confused with why the lights keep on going on and off all night long. Slap On! Slap Off! |
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See ya later Atlanta... be back in the spring when the snow melts. If I can get myself lost in GA after living here my entire life, imagine how much fun it would be in a whole new state... as long as I don't somehow end up in Canada. Not that there is anything wrong with Canada, but I would have to sneak back in because I kept on procrastinating on getting a passport. |
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The current song of the moment, aka the song I'm playing over and over on repeat is Right Now by Akon.
Had thrown on a pair of shorts and three tshirts to keep out the cold and went for a run Tuesday evening. I know, it is kind of crazy still running in short sleeves and shorts in the current weather. The guy on the park bench that saw me must think I'm completely insane. I like to think I'm preparing for later this month. In fact, I just read in this month's Men's Health that "repeated exposure to cold boosts blood circulation and raises skin temperature, lowering risk to the extremities in extreme conditions". So after a run around the park and with my hands and ears about frozen, I got into the car for the drive home. A glance at the temperature gauge showed that it was 37 degrees out. While waiting for the heater to warm me back up, this song came on over the radio and for that four minutes or so, I forgot I was cold. Finding music that you could lose yourself in where everything else just fades away is indescribable. |
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Crosscut paper shredders are great for keeping personal info from identity thieves, but spilling all the shredded up paper on the floor is mass mayhem. Only thing worst would be knocking over a box of Rice Krispies onto the floor.
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Know whats great about being a night person and already up all night? Black Friday. I used to think people who went out in the madness were nuts. Then I gave it a shot four years ago and I've been doing it every year since. Some years I go out for stuff I need, other times just to watch people go crazy over random stuff just because it's on sale. This year's must have item was a suitcase for my upcoming trip. It's better than trying to use a trash bag to put all my clothes in... the airport people will probably think it was garbage and throw it in the dumpster and I'd have to wear the same thing the whole time I'm in PA. Yeah.. a suitcase would be a good idea.
Headed out at 3:15 AM and drove by Kohl's and there were like 6 people in line... I had scoped out the store on Tuesday and they had at least 18 suitcases available, so I drove over to Office Depot to take a look and there wasn't a single person in line. How could there be no one in line for $350 laptops? But the suitcase was more important, so headed back to Kohl's for the 4 AM open. Was in and out in 10 minutes. Didn't even have to wait in line at the register. Headed back to Office Depot by 4:15 to find 10 people ahead of me in line... thinking I might still have a chance to get the laptop for my dad, I got in line for the 6 AM open. So I stood around for almost two hours bored out of my mind. Half hour before open, they came out with vouchers for the doorbusters and the person in front of me took the last $350 laptop... AHHHHHH!!! Ended up buying a UPS battery backup that was on sale. Apparently no one wanted those because I grabbed the only 1200va one, which has up to 90 mins of runtime. I'll be plugging in my computer, monitor, speakers, and the dsl modem. We'll see who's smarter when the power goes out and I'd still be able to surf CollarMe in the dark. |
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LOL.. was reading a journal tonight and came across one entry that says:
"if your phone shows in your profile picture, please don't PM me. If you are sitting in your car, or doing something else extremely materialistic, don't PM me."
I guess I'm doubly screwed here. I bet she never expected someone to be able to pull both off at the same time. What can I say... I got skills
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I hate change... I'm not talking about Obama type change, but the monetary kind. Coins are just so annoying. You have paper money which is light, easy to manage and carry and after going to buy something, you get back a handful of coins that are heavy and noisy. It doesn't help that stores price everything at $x.99, so after taxes, you get almost a dollar in coins back. At least girls have a purse to put everything in. My wallet doesn't even have a coin holder, so all that change goes in my pockets, which are already weighted down by keys, cell phone, wallet, and maybe a thumbdrive or mp3 player. Anymore and I'll have to wear another belt to hold up my pants. Eventually all that money ends up falling out of the pocket into the car seat or the couch.
Then you have those people who carry a huge amount of coins with them everywhere and take forever to find exact change. I once stood in line at the checkout and the lady in front of me was going through this plastic bag full of coins to find 5 cents. Somehow she had enough pennies in that bag to give everyone in the store a wish at a mall fountain yet she couldn't find a nickel. After about ten seconds, I got tired of waiting and gave the cashier a nickel just so she'd leave.
So what does someone who hates getting change back do? Well, one morning a few months ago I was laying in bed and couldn't fall asleep and the idea of carrying around the minimum number of coins to give exact change popped into my head. And I came to the conclusion that you only need 10 coins: 4 pennies, 3 quarters, 2 dimes, and 1 nickel (or 1 dime and 2 nickels). Now everytime before I go into the store, I reach into the coin holder in the car and pull out that combination of coins. And it only takes me a couple seconds or so to count it out at the checkout. Hah... no more change for me.
P.S. I'm still sitting here wearing snowboard boots as I write this entry. What? It's cold out and they keep my feet warm. |
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W00T!! Plane tickets booked. Counting down the days till taking off to go snowboarding. Went last winter for a two day snowboarding trip and I'm now totally obsessed. There is only one solution to this obsession... move up north for four months and spend the ENTIRE winter snowboarding. Plan is to spend at least half the week on the ski slopes. Insane? Maybe, but with almost no attachments or responsibilities and the ability to work from anywhere, might as well take advantage of it as long as I can.
Life is about taking risks and finding things that we are passionate about. Some people like to beat ass, others like to have their ass beaten, and then there's me... someone who likes to fall on their ass in the snow. There will always be people who say something can't or shouldn't be done. Many will listen and play it safe. Others will go off to prove them wrong. If the path of life has two roads, I prefer the road not taken.
P.S. I'm sitting here at the computer wearing my snowboarding boots as I write this... :P |
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Hard to imagine, but it was only one month ago when gas was over four dollars a gallon with people running out of gas while waiting in line to fill up. Was out and about Friday and found gas as cheap as $1.95. You know what that means.... roadtrip.
It wasn't difficult deciding where to go with the leaves changing colors for fall - the N. Georgia mountains. Started doing research online and came upon a driving tour that recommended a truck or suv. Research over, decision made. Don't know if it's from watching the Baja 1000 documentary Dust to Glory a half dozen times or the idea of going up the mountain on winding gravel and dirt roads next to huge drop offs with no guardrails that made it seem like fun... must be a guy thing.
Woke up early Saturday morning and was out the door by 9 AM. I don't think I've willingly gotten up this early in years. Brought along a co-pilot to take pictures and to keep me from getting too lost and ending up in Florida.
The Destination: The Cohutta Wilderness and Lake Conasauga, the highest lake in Georgia.
The Result: One tank of gas. 12 hours of driving. 335 total miles. 211 pictures.
The Highlights: A secluded clearing surrounded by fall colors. A small waterfall. Beautiful views of the multicolored mountains. Lake at sunset. Spotting a little black bear, which took one look at us and took off running in the other direction. |
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So I was taking a shower the other day; I go to pick up the soap, and it goes flying out of my hands. Why is soap so slippery? Was it because soap was really invented by a prison guard, who made it slippery so that inmates would drop the soap more often? |
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I saw dead people...
With today being Halloween and me being too old to go trick or treating, I decided to go run around a cemetery in the dark yesterday... at least until the guard yelled at me to leave because they were closing. Was flipping through the channels on the tv a couple weeks ago and came across a story on the Oakland Cemetery in Atlanta and figured it would be a cool place to visit and take some pictures. Got a few awesome shots as the sun was setting, but I'm going to have to go back again later to see the rest of the place and for more pictures... Why?
Because I got friggin' lost on the way there. All I really had to do was drive straight down Monroe, which turns into Boulevard, and then take a right onto Memorial Dr. It's so simple a caveman can do it. Instead the lane I was in becomes a right turn only, which lead to a detour all over Grant Park. It was fun actually. I stumbled upon the United States Penitentiary, which was interesting, having never seen a prison in person before. Then drove past Zoo Atlanta and ended up at Memorial Dr. coming from the other direction. Of course this would have been too easy, so I somehow missed this humongous cemetery 20 feet across the street to my left and ended up driving down Memorial Dr. 5 miles in the wrong direction. Oh well. At least I spotted a huge cell tower masquerading as a tree. Was about to take a picture of it but the light changed. |
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Ummm... who turned off the heat? Went for a run in the evening today and damn near froze my ass off. Wearing just a t-shirt and shorts probably had something to do with it. Everyone else had on sweatshirts, jackets, hats, and even gloves. I probably looked like a total doofus. I think I'm going to go do it again Thursday.
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I love fall. I love it when the leaves change colors. Even when the leaves are no longer on the trees, it is still lots of fun walking on the dead leaves and making as much noise as possible. It may be my favorite season of the year, but man, does it play havoc on my sleeping schedule. You see, nothing is more comfy than burying myself under a blanket in a nice warm bed. The colder it gets, the more blankets I pile on. Only problem is, it's next to impossible getting myself out of bed the next day. Who really wants to climb out of a warm and toasty bed in the afternoon (morning for you normal people)? So as the weather has gotten cooler, I've found myself sleeping in later and later. Last Sunday, I kept on hitting snooze until I overslept and woke up at 6 PM. Yes, I'm quite possibly the only person around that needs an alarm clock to wake up at 4 in the afternoon. Common sense would be to put an alarm clock on the other side of the room, but since it's only fall, I only need one blanket for now, so I just end up wrapping myself up in the blanket, stumbling over and turning off the alarm and then climbing back into bed.
Then there are the naps. Bored with nothing to do or start feeling chilly? Rather than go get a jacket, I go jump in bed for a nap. I added up the total hours I spent sleeping the other day, which included two naps, and it came out to 11 or 12 hours. I literally spent as much time sleeping as I was awake... Lol. One of these days I'm not going to bother setting an alarm and sleeping in until I can't sleep anymore. Hopefully when I do get out of bed, it won't be spring.
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New photo with the new camera... I'm going to name him Bondage Bear.
Bondage Bear is kinda lonely, so I'm thinking of finding him a playmate, a Masochistic Monkey. That way, when he wants to have some fun, he can go spank the monkey. |
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Bought a digital camera yesterday. No more blurry, grainy cell phone camera pictures. I need to pick up a multi-gigabyte sd memory card and then I can be off taking pictures of anything and everything in 10 megapixel greatness. Can you imagine how big my cock will look at 10 megapixels? It's going to be HUUUUUGGGGE! I was talking about a rooster. What were you thinking I was talking about? |
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Ooooh... After almost 2 months on here, I finally got my first wacky email yesterday morning. I'm so excited. *does happy dance*
Listed as a straight male switch, in about two months, I've gotten emails from a total of eleven people who initiated contact first. Five of them were form messages or spammers, to which I replied to one of them. Spammers aren't much fun because they are too busy trying to make a buck to write back. I got one email from a guy who wanted to know if I wanted a blowjob. This one confused the heck out of me and I immediately went to check to make sure I didn't select gay or bi in my profile because I'm awesome like that. Nope... straight. One was from a nice domme in the next state, to whom I politely declined because I'm not relocating anytime soon. Plus, 240 mile roundtrips + $4 gas = eeeeek. Then three emails from people who liked or thought my profile or journal was funny. Thank you, ya'll.
And that leaves the weird guy. Hope he doesn't mind I posted this, but here's how it went:
Him: what about I put your sub in a funnel gag and make her uber drunk with everclear and make her puke in a bucket and pour the bucket into the funnel gag,would that sound like a good time ? Or how about I whip your sub with a flogger with metal hooks at the end of it and pour salt into her wounds ?
Me: Awesome! And when you are done, you can douse her with everclear, set her on fire and roast some marshmellows while singing Kumbaya.
Him: LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL neg .I was thinking about fucking her in the ass while she is choking and dying .Sounds like a good time to me .
Me: You can fuck her in the ass but only while she is on fire. Anything else, no go
Him: Mmmm you know I just love smelling and fucking burning bodies,dude it's such a fucking turn on and why the fuck did you replay back to me .You sir get a reward for replaying back to me =D
Me: That's easy... I get literally almost no emails
Him: haha same here but I just made this account because mine keep getting banned and what not .I love spamming poser doms with sadistic bullshit and get a replay back saying im a sick fuck and etc .So why are you awake so eailer in the morning ?
I'm still laughing my ass off when I read that. I swear I'm not crazy. Ok, maybe just a bit... please don't tell anyone. |
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I caused Washington Mutual to fail. I'm sorry WaMu shareholders... I guess no Whoo hoo for you.
I've really done it this time. In the past year, they closed two of the three branches I regularly went to. I thought maybe I was jinxed or something. Then over the weekend I was reading the news about the bank failure and came across this statement: "Customers of WaMu withdrew $16.7 billion from accounts since September 16, leaving the Seattle-based bank 'unsound,' the Office of Thrift Supervision said late Thursday." I'm thinking, nah, no way... pulled out my checkbook and on that day I had written a check for 1/4 of my WaMu account to my other account at Wachovia. How was I to know me transferring a few measly dollars would have a hand in the largest bank failure in US history? Now I know the truth - I'm bad luck!
I would tell you to beware of Wachovia going belly up next, but what do you know... they ended up being bought out by Citigroup on Monday. So... anyone have a bank they really hate and would like me to open an account there? ;) |
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CBT: What It Is That We Do, but would you really want to?
Last week I was watching the movie 100 Girls starring Jonathan Tucker and Emmanuelle Chriqui, and in the first six minutes of movie the character Rod (James DeBello) walks out of the bathroom with Penile Power, which he had ordered from a magazine to "increase his length and girth all just by hanging weights from his cock". So I start wondering about those guys that hang weights from their balls. I'm thinking their nutsacks are going to keep on stretching and stretccching and stretccccching and that junk ain't going to be snapping back like a rubberband. It's probably not a big deal until they... sit on the toilet! I don't know about other guys, but teabagging the toilet water ain't exactly my cup of tea.
Can you imagine going to use the public toilet? That would be just nasty. You'd have to like hold your nuts the whole time you are in there. All you need next is some guy to bust into the stall with a gun going "Stick em up. Gimme the cash" ala The Fifth Element and your boys are going for a swim. Of course, if I was the mugger, after seeing the look on your face after you dunked your gonads, I'd be laughing my ass off and would be offering you money instead because that is totally priceless. Also, you won't be able to use that blue 1000 Flushes stuff anymore because you'll end up with blue balls. And if you do, your kids will probably look like the guys from the Blue Man Group. Yeah... ball stretching = bad idea. |
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This journal entry goes out to the night owls, vampires, insomniacs, and all the other things that go bump in the night.
As I write this, it is a little after 4 am and the only sounds that can be heard are crickets and a drippy faucet. I really should go take care of that faucet since we are in a drought, but anyways... It is interesting seeing the same group of people on Collarme who are always on late at night. People that sign on during the day probably see the same people who are on at the same time as them, but I consider those people "normal".
I think I became a night person while in college. It's quieter with no one else awake and nothing else going on and as someone who gets easily distracted, it is a lot easier getting work done in the middle of the night. During my senior year, I even picked up some fans. It turned out the guys that lived across the way were in a few of my classes and made it a game to see if I ever went to sleep. Other benefits of being up late at night? No traffic! I've made it to wherever I'm going in half the time as usual. Come to think of it, I could probably get there even faster if I ran the red lights. After all, who's going to see me? |
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Collarme friends profile surfing: Like browsing friends on Myspace but better because of nekkidness and boobies!
My current online addiction is reading people's profiles and journals. There are a lot of dull profiles out there, but the ones that have a personality, are funny, and tell me about that person's eccentricities makes the time spent well worthwhile.
Favorite way is by starting with a random profile and seeing who their friends are and start clicking on interesting pictures. My thinking is if someone found them interesting enough to list them as a friend, their profile should be worth taking a peek. I've started in Georgia and have ended up on the other side of the world in counties like Germany and Greece, and have stumbled across some interesting and funny profiles along the way. There was the scantily clad Mistress that spotted a mouse in her garage dungeon and ran screaming to her neighbor's to get his help only to rip his toupee off his head in her panic to jump back on a chair when the mouse made a second appearance. There was also one girl that refused to respond to any emails from guys named Mike. I guess that's a good thing should Michael Jackson email her... he's totally freaky looking nowadays. Then there was the lesbian Mistress that wrote a journal entry upset so many guys viewed her profile, stating there was nothing they would find interesting on it... In case she sees this journal entry, I'd like to apologize; I viewed it and found you posing in your panties absolutely interesting.
When I'm not jumping from friends to friends, I pick a state and view everyone's profile that has logged on the past month that are female, ages 18-38, whether they have a pic or not. So far I've covered GA, PA, and AL (Latest running updates: AK)... what can I say... I love to procrastinate and it beats doing work.
As for profile pictures I've came across, my favorite has to be the guy in the dark blue suit, hands in his pockets, head bent downwards with his shaggy brown dog sitting at his feet looking up at him. Runner-up would be the guy in yellow PVC who's bracing his knee on one girl's butt while yanking hard on the laces of her corset while the pink-haired girl standing next to him grimaces.Think of it as a scavenger hunt and keep a lookout for them. If you give up, email me and I'll tell you their usernames. |
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I'm not really flipping you off in my primary profile pic... or am I?
After almost a month on here, I finally got around to getting photos up. If CollarMe had "Procrastination" as a skill, I would have selected it and put down "Expert". I definitely got that mastered. For those in Georgia, bonus points if you can figure out where the pictures were taken. But I'll have to take those points back if you are some weirdo stalker. I've got enough psycho stalkers already and don't need any more. No, you may not wait in line for a spot to open up either.
Originally the idea was to take the photos while driving for a motion blur effect in the background. After a few test shots, I threw that idea out. Imagine trying to drive in Atlanta traffic with side and rearview mirrors pointed nowhere in particular while trying to hold your phone out the car window and get a decent shot. Yup... scary. If Arnold Schwarzenegger was in town visiting and spotted me, he'd say just four words: I won't be back. Taking the pictures also took a little more work than expected. Ended up with maybe five useable pictures out of 35 saved pictures, and probably twice that many discarded without even saving because I was not visible, had my eyes closed, a goofy look on my face, or was picking my nose. Ok, I didn't really take a picture of me picking my nose, and even if I did, if you wanted to see it, that's just way too weird even for me. |
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I hate curbs. They always jump out and attack me. Ok, maybe they can't really move. Or maybe they can, but you just don't notice them. Those sneaky bastards. Anyways, don't never ever put on eyeliner or mascara if I'm driving. Or you might find yourself wearing an eye patch. I guess that's ok if you want to be a pirate. I seem to always keep on running over them bastards when making a right turn. Them bastards being curbs. I haven't ran over a pirate yet. Yarrr! |
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