Top 5 Movies i Could Watch On Repeat For An Entire Weekend
Johnny English
Amelie
Dodgeball
La Vita E Bella
Tea With Mussolini
Top 5 Albums i Could Listen To On Repeat For An Entire Workday
Tchaikovsky's Greatest Hits
The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill
King of I'll Tell You Next Week
Hell Freezes Over
The Cold Mountain Soundtrack
Top 5 Foods i Could Eat For Dinner Every Night Of The Week
Pepperoni pizza
Josh's cornflake chicken
Oh!s cereal
Lasagna
Wonton soup & prawns from Sailing Boat
Top 5 Things i Could Do Every Weekend For An Entire Summer
Nap
Nap & read
Nap & read while Josh plays Madden
*Go to friends' weddings... wait a minute, this IS what i'll be doing every weekend this summer...
*Do my Christmas shopping
(* assuming i have $ in the bank)
February 24, 2006
February 22, 2006
excerpt
(From "Genetic Engineering" in Me Talk Pretty One Day, by Dave Sedaris)
It was my family's habit to rent a beach house on Ocean Isle. As youngsters, we participated in all the usual seaside activities -- which were fun, until my father got involved and systematically chipped away at our pleasure. Miniature golf was ruined with a lengthy dissertation on impact, trajectory, and wind velocity, and our sand castles were critiqued with stifling lectures on the dynamics of the vaulted ceiling. We enjoyed swimming, until the mystery of tides was explained in such a way that the ocean seemed nothing more than an enormous saltwater toilet, flushing itself on a sad and predictable basis.
...My own scientific curiousity eventually blossomed, but I knew enough to keep my freakish experiments to myself. When my father discovered my colony of frozen slugs in the basement freezer, I chose not to explain my complex theories of suspended animation. Why was I filling the hamster's water beaker with vodka? "Oh, no reason." If my experiment failed, and the drunken hamster passed out, I'd just put her in the deep freeze, alongside the slugs. She'd rest on ice for a few months, and, once thawed and fully revived, would remember nothing of her previous life as an alcoholic.
It was my family's habit to rent a beach house on Ocean Isle. As youngsters, we participated in all the usual seaside activities -- which were fun, until my father got involved and systematically chipped away at our pleasure. Miniature golf was ruined with a lengthy dissertation on impact, trajectory, and wind velocity, and our sand castles were critiqued with stifling lectures on the dynamics of the vaulted ceiling. We enjoyed swimming, until the mystery of tides was explained in such a way that the ocean seemed nothing more than an enormous saltwater toilet, flushing itself on a sad and predictable basis.
...My own scientific curiousity eventually blossomed, but I knew enough to keep my freakish experiments to myself. When my father discovered my colony of frozen slugs in the basement freezer, I chose not to explain my complex theories of suspended animation. Why was I filling the hamster's water beaker with vodka? "Oh, no reason." If my experiment failed, and the drunken hamster passed out, I'd just put her in the deep freeze, alongside the slugs. She'd rest on ice for a few months, and, once thawed and fully revived, would remember nothing of her previous life as an alcoholic.
February 17, 2006
Coooooooool!
My aunt Cindy drew this on a Sacramento sidewalk last Labor Day weekend for the Chalk It Up benefit.
February 15, 2006
February 13, 2006
in all his feline glory
It's been a while since we posted a picture of Cosmo, so here are some good ones.
February 12, 2006
Lesson Learned
Last week my boss decided we should go to a $50/ticket 'Get Motivated!' seminar at Arco Arena, but not park in the Arco lot b/c that $10 parking fee was just too much to reimburse. So i parked in a shopping center, then walked the 94 miles to Arco. Of course, having no sense of direction and being in a hurry to leave after 7 hours of ZERO motivation, i left out the wrong entrance and walked for 45 minutes trying to find my car. i ended up with 4 blisters and i'm pretty sure the gangrene that is sure to set in from this one will end up costing me more than $10. Moral of the story: pay attention to which Arco door you walked thru, but more importantly, don't listen to your boss when he tells your non-profit office that a 'Get Motivated!' seminar is just the thing to boost your not-profiting. February 10, 2006
Top 5 x 2
TOP 5 THINGS BOYS SHOULD DO FOR GIRLS FOR VALENTINE'S DAY
FYI- i'm not into Valentine's Day, but if people decide they want to focus on love for a day, i'm not going to argue. i just think it should be voluntary, not obligatory.
-Make her a chocolate cake in lieu of Sees or Russel Stovers. Properly dispose of the Betty Crocker box and she'll never know it wasn't from scratch. The effort you put into it will be very appreciated, especially if you're not a kitchen-y kind of guy.
-Get her a pony. Or a pony ride. Or a miniature donkey. Or just stop by a petting zoo on your way home from PF Chang's and let her hold a bunny.
-Flowers are nice, but the dying kind...not so much. You can spend $80 on 12 cut roses or buy a $19 planter from Mitchell Lumber and fill it with dirt and (insert her favorite flowers here). Got a vindictive, plant-mauling kitty? Go the funky route with steel flowers.
-Make it a night in. Rent or Netflix an entire season of her favorite show and watch it with her while you enjoy your fantastic chocolate cake.
-Is she not big on Valentine's Day? Throw a party! Do all the cleaning, cooking and prep work and invite all those friends that are either too cynical, broke, or single to celebrate. She'll appreciate a fun night with friends and the effort you put into it. Don't forget that you're doing the clean-up too!
TOP 5 REASONS ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT IS TOO GOOD FOR THIS EARTH
-The army is always just 'army', never 'the army'. i.e. "Army had a half day."
-Tobias as a 'never nude' and the fact that it's not something like speedos that he wears under all his clothes, but denim cut-offs.
-Ron Howard narrates.
-It broke the 'Charlize Theron as an unglamorous and/or tortured soul' cycle and let her be hilarious.
-Franklin the Puppet.
FYI- i'm not into Valentine's Day, but if people decide they want to focus on love for a day, i'm not going to argue. i just think it should be voluntary, not obligatory.
-Make her a chocolate cake in lieu of Sees or Russel Stovers. Properly dispose of the Betty Crocker box and she'll never know it wasn't from scratch. The effort you put into it will be very appreciated, especially if you're not a kitchen-y kind of guy.
-Get her a pony. Or a pony ride. Or a miniature donkey. Or just stop by a petting zoo on your way home from PF Chang's and let her hold a bunny.
-Flowers are nice, but the dying kind...not so much. You can spend $80 on 12 cut roses or buy a $19 planter from Mitchell Lumber and fill it with dirt and (insert her favorite flowers here). Got a vindictive, plant-mauling kitty? Go the funky route with steel flowers.
-Make it a night in. Rent or Netflix an entire season of her favorite show and watch it with her while you enjoy your fantastic chocolate cake.
-Is she not big on Valentine's Day? Throw a party! Do all the cleaning, cooking and prep work and invite all those friends that are either too cynical, broke, or single to celebrate. She'll appreciate a fun night with friends and the effort you put into it. Don't forget that you're doing the clean-up too!
TOP 5 REASONS ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT IS TOO GOOD FOR THIS EARTH
-The army is always just 'army', never 'the army'. i.e. "Army had a half day."
-Tobias as a 'never nude' and the fact that it's not something like speedos that he wears under all his clothes, but denim cut-offs.
-Ron Howard narrates.
-It broke the 'Charlize Theron as an unglamorous and/or tortured soul' cycle and let her be hilarious.
-Franklin the Puppet.
February 09, 2006
Chico-Choco-Cake
This is a belated post featuring the chocolate birthday cake we scored in Chico for my grandad's sweet 16 birthday. Grandma sent us home with what i'm pretty sure was 90% of what was already a big cake and, although it's not pictured, a plastic fork that came in handy when we didn't want to do the dishes before pigging out.
February 03, 2006
Top 5 Things That Scare the Bejesus Out of Me
Of course the usual 'scary things' scare me, like chainsaw-weilding loonies, but here are the 5 'weird' things that freak me out.
The Olson Twins. i'm convinced they're aliens, and not the fun 'Mork' type of aliens, the really evil, smart type that can control your mind. i think they might have been the inspiration for Signs.
Eels. i didn't realize this until we went to the Monterey Aquarium with the Rostens last year. When i saw the eels i felt an intense, physical sense of fear unlike anything else.
Paper cuts. My palms are sweating just thinking about them.
Moths. Disgusting, weird, furry-insects! But also SCARY. i blame Silence of the Lambs and the whole 'death's head moth in the throat' thing.
Cars with only one headlight. Okay, this one doesn't always scare me, but one time i saw such a vehicle and got a very strange, premonition-y feeling, and then it pulled up next me and there was a scary/gross man inside who kept staring at me, and ever since then i've been freaked by one-headlighters.
The Olson Twins. i'm convinced they're aliens, and not the fun 'Mork' type of aliens, the really evil, smart type that can control your mind. i think they might have been the inspiration for Signs.Eels. i didn't realize this until we went to the Monterey Aquarium with the Rostens last year. When i saw the eels i felt an intense, physical sense of fear unlike anything else.
Paper cuts. My palms are sweating just thinking about them.
Moths. Disgusting, weird, furry-insects! But also SCARY. i blame Silence of the Lambs and the whole 'death's head moth in the throat' thing.
Cars with only one headlight. Okay, this one doesn't always scare me, but one time i saw such a vehicle and got a very strange, premonition-y feeling, and then it pulled up next me and there was a scary/gross man inside who kept staring at me, and ever since then i've been freaked by one-headlighters.
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