I've been staying in Manhatten with a friend of mine for the past 3 days, I fly back to the bay tonite, but I've got a few hours to kill before my flight so here is my New York list.
1.) iPod's galore. People love to wear their black shirts with the white corded ear nuggets over them.
2.) All buildings are over 6 stories tall, all of them.
3.) The subway is awsome. a 5 year old tried to sell me skittles. But they were solid white and had happy faces on them.
4.) The pizza isn't that good.
5.) The greek food is awsome!
6.) Ever wonder what happened to New Wave music? it lives in manhatten now.
7.) The number of hot women is off the charts. They are all indie/punk and hot.
8.) Ground Zero is pretty moving. It actually feels real if you go visit it, as opposed to just some cnn story.
9.) There is bar near where I'm staying called "The Cock" and all it has is a neon sign of a chicken on the front.
10.) Ghostbusters has a whole new meaning to me.
11.) PEZ is big.
12.) I saw a man walking down the street, he had long metal van-halen style hair. After a few mins he pulled his hair back, turned his head to the side and vomited all over the curb. At no time did he stop walking. I was impressed and disgusted at the same time.
There has been a debate going with Becky and I for the last few years that I would like to share. Since we have been going back east for the holidays every year, we don't set up a tree... which means we miss basking in the magical glow of the Christmas tree until Christmas is just about over. However, if we buy a tree... we admit that we are adult, domesticated and old. We gave up on that whole thing this year and just did it... haven't found a decent star yet so here is a pic, sans star:

Here is my pre-written blog/story from when i was bored at the airport. Really it's just babbling but whateva...
Our good buddy Jeremie drives me to the airport this morning as I’m heading to Chicago for 2 weeks to just hang out with family. His ipod is playing ‘random’ stupid songs so we don’t really get to rock out until the last song comes on as I’m about to get outta the car (something by the Distillers) He drops me off and casually reminds me about talblog and not to be a stranger. *chuckle* I get inside the ATA terminal and pick a spot in line that looks very short, but then I notice a business sign right next to the electronic booth I was planning on using…so I think twice and go get in line behind some family who looks almost done. Not the case. After a few seconds I realize that this family has 5 kids and are taking their sweet time, plus all the electronic terminals you can sign in at are not being used and all these people are waiting around for the 2 attendants behind the booth. Ding ding ding….common sense kicks in (or my impatience) and I move over to the very very short line again and say ‘f-this, I’m check’n in’ , so I was like the front of the line basically, just waiting on one person to finish with their e-ticket. The lines were weird, they were just straight lines directly behind each e-ticket terminal. The guy behind the counter then yells out, if your using an e-ticket sign in at ANNNY of these booths. “Who’s using an e-ticket or have bought their tickets online? He exclaims. Almost all of the mongaloids around me raise their hands. Damit people get with the program I think, and I walk up to my booth as the lady I was waiting on is done. Everyone just stands there and looks at each other…baffled at what to do, it’s like he was speaking another language or something. Made me think about a conversation that Kelly, Becky, Jermemie and I had yesterday at breakfast, it was about technology and how some people are really scared of it, or not willing to learn it. Myself included in some cases (ie. Text messages….I am just too lazy to type something to someone using my phone right now, and I’m sure this will pass over time though, I’m just being lazy) but to get back on topic. I am getting all my stuff exray’d and I take all my metal off and walk through the metal detector, beep, ‘sir, are you wearing a belt or something, oh shit I say and take off my belt, he stops me before I walk through again and says…are you sure everything is off you, if it goes off again we gotta screen ya. I had no more metal on me so I say yea I’m ready, BEEP! “WHAT THE FUGG “ I think to myself, dam should’a taken off my shoes, but they were just rubber the guy said so that shouldn’t be it. I of course got screened because my lame ass Diesel shoes have metal in them. I should’a just taken them off but noooo, I gotta have some guy treat me like a criminal and touch me all over like the pervert he is!! (kidding, I know it’s his job).
I finally get inside and walk to my gate, only to find most of the seats are taken, especially the ones near power outlets. So I walk back to the gates no one really uses and find my perfect hideaway with an outlet that I always use (I always fly outta this terminal to Chicago). Plug in my laptop and think….what a great time to write a blog. Booya. Now with the 40 min. I have to kill you’d think this blog would be written better. Oh well. I should proly just go get my coffee and check to make sure my flight isn’t leaving early or something. Can’t wait to get to Chicago…I hope my brother brings home his dog. Ok, now I’m gonna bail because this asian family just invaded my secret space and brought their loud little kids saying jibberish I can’t understand and the grandparents are hawking loogies into the garbage can!! AAAAAAAH.. Nasty!!! That’s my cue.
PS. Did you know that Microsoft Words spell check tells me Jeremie’s name should be Jeremy. Jeremie apparently isn’t a way to spell Jeremy. Or so says Microsoft.
Well hello from L.A. I don't know what your dinners looked like last night, but here is ours:


Dont' worry J-nizzle, I optimitized these pics for the web. less than 200kb my man. ;P PLUS I got the internet working on 'schulzy_moblie" aka my laptop. I jimmy rigged it but it's up now. I'll post my pre-written blog later or tomorrow. Talblogs been flooded with pics lately.

more pics inside.


here's one for the blog history books. the bochatey gals circa 1981. guess which one is which..
it's good to know that i've had that potbelly for my entire life.

and to think my dad was upset that my mom took us to get these photos taken. he's a professional photographer and said they were blurry. ah well, better than a polaroid. click below to see glamour shot #2.
we're sooo happy. i wonder if we got ice cream that day.

Here is a picture of my dad spraypainting something back in the day, with my uncle dan's maverick in the garage.

Well, I'm back in the homeland of chicago now. I must say that it's pretty cool being home. I haven't been back to the windy city for almost a year now. I love sleeping in the bed I grew up in, and getting all the free food from our kitchen. My dog comes and sleeps at the foot of my bed too, that's cool.
I wen't and got a burritto with a buddy of mine last night at like 1:30 a.m. .... It wasn't very good at all, I such a burritto elitist now, I miss La Hacienda in Marin.
One thing I've noticed now that I'm back here though, and brett tell me if you agree, is that there are sooooo many fucking fast food places. Everyone eats McDonalds and BK and Wendy's and shit alll the time. I was actually thinking about it today, I've lived in the middle of San Francisco for about a year now and I know of 2 McDonalds and 1 kfc in the whole city, that's awsome, No wonder people say they feel so much healthier in California. haha.
Oh yeah, they say it's supposed to snow here tommorrow. Before you go thinking that it's all beautiful and shit, here is an image of a typical snow in chicago.

snow is pretty overrated, but I'll definatly be glad to get some of my aligator blood back (that's what my dad calls people who can take the cold). Next week I'm going to NewYork, I'm pretty stoked.
Has anyone ever seen this website before? It's unbelievable, check out the worse than hell section, the internet is crazy.
I got to chicago last night, ate, messed around with stuff...then when i came to check my e-mail my dads computer screen was ridiculously blurry...i mean the monitor is dead almost and they've been killing their eyes for the past who knows how many months. So I decide I want to use my laptop while I'm here, my moms on a wireless network that my dad apparently setup (although he has no documentation on passwords or ip address etc for it) which makes it a pain in the arse for me because i know very little about wireless networks. I figure out my dads WEP password and am on their network. Now when I click on IE, i can't get onto the internet. I was sooooo hoping to be able to just use my laptop on their wireless network but now I'm not sure if I'll be able to figure it out. Any suggestions by you wireless peeps would be appreciated. The MAIN reason I wanted to get my laptop online is because I pre-wrote a blog yesterday while I was waiting to get on my flight. I'll figure it out sooner or later I hope.
Hi,
Geeks like me everywhere have been waiting for this little fantastic application to come out for windows:
And if you don't know what it is, just try it out. it is sweet
Recently, the RAV4 has been wearing on me. The lock on the drivers side just jammed up and I was already feeling like getting a new VEE hickle so I decided to go to a few dealerships and see what is new these days.
Was it a mistake or an error in judgement to think that I could just browse around a car store just to look at what is new? I haven't really wanted a different car in a long time, and I don't really think about cars that much, so I didn't really know what to do other than "bone up" on what is out there. In fact, I would say I am a good year away from a new car... but for something as expensive a that, I figure a bit of window shopping and research is in line.
Walking in, I mistakenly asked a few specific questions. The salesperson seemed to take this as a sign that I was inviting him to write down my personal information. Initially I resisted, but his words were to powerful. Finally I responded with clever fake numbers and names.
Ironically, the automotive specimen I was searching for wasn't available. This meant to the salesman that it wasn't actually the car I was looking for. I was mistaken. I was in fact looking for a new saab 9-2x, which is an uglier, more expensive duplicate of the well known Subaru WRX. In fact, I understand if you buy the Saab brand, the Subaru owners may take offence and key you.
I wouldn't sit in the car. I noticed this irritated the salesman somewhat which confirmed my believe that it was dangerous inside. It would encourage babbling about air conditioning and tilt steering. Right now I was basically interested in leaving. I had the internet at home for air conditioning information.
After trying to relate to me on many levels unsuccessfully, he offered me a brochure for my time and wasted lunch hour. I was glad to oblige since it had pictures of happy people and beaches inside. However, strangely, I wasn't allowed to take more than one piece of advertising. I had to choose between the car I originally wanted to look at, and the one he thought I should own. This may have been a test of my mettle. This may have been bait, to see if his salesmaning had worked, and convinced me of what I really wanted. Was he successful in molding my thoughts?
To his dissappointment, I selected the brochure of my original choice, which seemed to have more beaches and less redwood groves, collected my prize and left. I walked with a quickness - thinking he may quickly try to dial the fake number, realize my trick, and try to grab the booklet back from me.
Strangely, I recieve 3 catalogs a night from pottery barn, whose most expensive product is 1/20th the cost of the car that my car brochure was advertising.
HAHAH Jeremie!! What? Shutup!! HAHAHAHA. Awesome.

LucasArts just won't be the same.
I'm going to setup a TV that loops Nepolean Dynamite on his desk.
For those of you who don't know, for some reason I have become this repository of little videos. People just started sending them to me, and now I have a rep for it. I used to share the love once a week to the cool kids at LucasArts, but I don't do that anymore. Maybey I'll start doing it on Talblog.
i chose a couple of gems from my VEGAS trip for your blog enjoyment....
here i am, gettin on santa's good list.... who let father time party at a VIP club in vegas?!? i had a lollipop, that's why my tongue is green... no run ins with elves. no clue who habibi dude is. yes i had been drinking.

the poison that kept me going all weekend......

as found in yet another anti-bush forward.............
Dear President Bush,
Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God's Law. I
have learned a great deal from you and understand why you would propose
and support a constitutional amendment banning same sex marriage. As
you said, "in the eyes of God marriage is based between a man and a
woman." I try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can.
When someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, for example, I
simply remind them that Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an
abomination... End of debate.
I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some other elements
of God's Laws and how to follow them.
1. Leviticus 25:44 states that I may possess slaves, both male and
female, provided they are purchased from neighboring nations. A friend
of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can
you clarify? Why can't I own Canadians?
2. I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in
Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair
price for her?
3. I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her
period of menstrual uncleanness - Lev.15:19-24. The problem is how do
I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense.
4. When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a
pleasing odor for the Lord - Lev.1:9. The problem is, my neighbors.
They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them?
5. I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus
35:2. clearly states he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated
to kill him myself, or should I ask the police to do it?
6. A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an
abomination - Lev. 11:10, it is a lesser abomination than
homosexuality. I don't agree. Can you settle this? Are there 'degrees'
of abomination?
7. Lev.21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have
a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does
my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle-room here?
8. Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair
around their temples, even though Lev. 19:27 expressly forbids this:
How should they die?
9. I know from Lev. 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes
me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?
10. My uncle has a farm. He violates Lev.19:19 by planting two
different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments
made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester blend). He also
tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary that we go
to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them?
Lev.24:10-16. Couldn't we just burn them to death at a private family
affair, like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Lev.
20:14) I know you have studied these things extensively and thus enjoy
considerable expertise in such matters, so I am confident you can help.
Thank you again for reminding us that God's word is eternal and
unchanging.
I can't wait for thanksgiving next week. It is a totally underappreciated holiday.
A big turkey fully of sleepy hormone - How can food get better than that? I mean, a big ass burrito can put me to sleep, but it isn't designed to do that.
We are hanging out with our friend Rocco this year, which has become a sort of mini-tradition, or dysfunctional family holiday for us... since our actual families are scattered across the globe and celebrate thanksgiving at different times (Canadians)
Last year I bloated myself uncomfortably for 3 days straight. I hope to have expanded my stomach through rounds of intense San Jose Taqueria Burrito training regimine this year to avoid discomfort. Beer will numb the pain however, if all else fails.
Anyways, I just wanted to enthusiastically post how grand I think the holiday is, mmm mmm mmm.
God damnit.... it's true, a band that I used to listen too, and still dig in a nostalgia kinda way, has a Greatest Hits record. ...feeling old blows.
oh, and The Beatles came out with yet their 73rd box compilation. Fuck that. Who the fuck buys these things? They have to be running out of themes. This one is probably something like. "All the songs Lenon wrote before 2p.m. on weekdays, while smoking Costa Rican pot, instead of the stuff from Amsterdam he usually got."
oh, and I was just surfing on Cave-in's site, to check out their latest Inspire vid. They all got in ski masks and broke into a guitar shop at night, only to grab some instruments and rock out right there and leave. Sounds like a rad ass idea to me, anyone wanna do it with me this weekend? Ski masks required.

I really was nice to her, her whole life, I swear. Ask Rob (her dad)
Oaky so i have this lame essay on Isaac Brock to write. It was my choice and i will forgive that it was a bad one. It turns out that the only literature on the topic is found in the special collections stacks where it is against the rules to take a book home. It turns out i have to bring my computer there to do my essay! HOW LAME IS THAT! ...
So anyways i go up there, its on the 10th floor of the library in the littlest nook ever, took me forever to find. I walk in, its about 8:30 am, and the lady at the desk says hello plesently. I say hi and walk up to the desk, before i even say anything she turns NASTY and says that there not open till 9:30. I was like, wtf did i do, did i trip on your BITCH trap or something jeez. So i apologized for ruening her day and i left.
9:30 rolled around. I went in the room trying to tip toe in. I walked up to the desk again and asked where i could find books on brock. I mean, i didnt wanna go look around in the dust covered stacks, the books were so old they would likely crumble in my hands. Anyways, it sounded like she said "can i get you some call numbers" and i said i guess plesently. she shoots back and says YOU GUESS !?!?! im like AHH what i do and i apologize profusely. Like fuckin step of the ledge lady. So she gives me a pencil and says "your gonna go on the computer and get me some call numbers so i can get your book" wanting to salute and say yes mam i did what i was told and gave her the numbers. then she snapped GO FIND A SEAT.
I dont understand what i did. I was so polite to her and im a bloody first year, gimmie a break for shitsake! The worst thing is i have to go back tommorow. maybe ill act high or something, or collapse on the floor if she gets nasty. people dont know how to react in those situations.
J
http://uk.download.yahoo.com/ne/fu/oa/eurcncs185030.mpg
You know, I’m sick and tired of the government coddling the population like we are a bunch of idiots.
Example, my family and I went to nice little town 40 minutes north of here called Elora Gorge. A nice place to camp with sites up each side of the Gorge. I have been going there since I was a kid in the 70’s. Then, like now you can hike up and down the gorge safely. The ministry placed stone monuments every 10 feet to let you know to don’t be a dick and stay back from the edge. Well this year they added a beautiful back chain link fence.
I looks like the West Bank for fuck sakes!
The Elora Gorge Conservation Area has been around since the 50’s and sure, a few people have unfortunately met there fate hiking along the gorge. The problem is that its 15 minutes from the University of Guelph and the Students get drunk or are stupid or drunk and stupid and fall into the Gorge. Tragedy you say? Natural selection I say.
Look, If you gonna get drunk and stupid, tie a rope to yourself. Wear one of those dog collars that shocks you when you step out of the circle. HEY THAT’S IT ! Invisible fence for idiots. I’d pony up a couple of tax dollars for that!
It’s like JACKASS. They shouldn’t put up the disclaimer. It should say “ If you think any of the things you see on the show is something you want to try then go ahead!” Tie some fireworks to your dick
Thus ensuring these people don’t procreate and make more like themselves.
If this was done 4 years ago I sure Bush would not have been re-elected.
Denny Crane!
HOORAY! SCOTT PETERSON IS GUILTY!!!
i was so nervous that he and his cocky lawyer were gonna be drinking champagne right about now b/c of an acquittal or hung jury. but the stars are shinin bright, my friends. my coworker and i were so nervous we'd miss the verdict that she had court tv send her a text message of the jury's decision. we practically ran to our lunch destination and glued ourselves to the television screen just in time for the reading.
now it's a matter of if he'll get the needle, but i'm hoping he won't. i think i'd rather him rot in jail for eternity. or better yet, someone can go jeffrey dahmer on his ass and take him out in the bathroom. b/c i'm sure there are a lot of hardcore women-killers in jail, but there are also ones that don't take too kindly to baby-killers. sionara scott. don't drop your soap in the shower.
1. Bush is somehow still president
2. Scotty "i was fishin" peterson is now someone's bitch.
one outta two ain't bad...
moral of the story: don't be a bastard.
"Zemeckis (Polar Express) guesses that it is just a few years before a digitally rendered 'synthespian shares the screen with a live actor - convincingly. 'That point where we'll be able to have a virtual, photo-real character standing next to a photographed [human] character in the same shot, and not be able to tell the difference - that's going to be the big breakthrough,' he says."
Pixar's Brad Bird isn't sure what purpose that serves. "There is a segment of the CG community that aspires to make a fully realistic human character, and I think it's the weirdest goal, the dumbest goal," Bird says. "It's like scientists' getting so caught up in the science that they forget what they're doing. 'Look, I can make an orange out of dog poop, and it only cost me $100 million! And it looks just like an orange! Isn't that cool?!' But I can get a great orange for 25 cents, you know. If the goal is to have a CG character share the screen with a real person, like Gollum in The Lord of the Rings, then being photo-realistic is totally understandable... . But with animated films, I don't see why you'd want to be limited by doing something that was pseudo-realistic."
So funny how different people think. Kinda a stupid post I know since everyone may not enjoy it but I found humor in it.
I stole this from the Pixar blog...but here's the original article. If you feel so inclined.
Here's a taste....
My significant other works for Electronic Arts, and I'm what you might call a disgruntled spouse.
EA's bright and shiny new corporate trademark is "Challenge Everything." Where this applies is not exactly clear. Churning out one licensed football game after another doesn't sound like challenging much of anything to me; it sounds like a money farm. To any EA executive that happens to read this, I have a good challenge for you: how about safe and sane labor practices for the people on whose backs you walk for your millions?
Jeremie hates that I'm posting links and not original stories...i can tell.
After Effects is fun. =)
Bum
I'm so metal-core that my icon is just a bleeched skull. oi.
All of a sudden I am old.
I know this because I am about to post a blog about how great a show on VH1 Classic is.
We started to tivo the show called "The Alternative" on vh1, and old people like me will realize how awesome it is, while simultaneously realizing how old they are, too. Behind me right now they are playing "Alec Eiffel" by the Pixies. Amazing... I hadn't seen that video. In fact, in one hour they played the Cramps, Depeche Mode, the Pixies, Nick Cave, Nitzer Ebb, They Might Be Giants, Red Hot Chilli Peppers (circa uplift mofo party plan), Curve, Catherine Wheel... etc. Holy CRAP that show is great...
Holy Crap I LIKE A SHOW ON VH1 CLASSIC...
Says a kid who's asking Loren and I to buy him a Halo 2 xbox game today at BestBuy.
We are walking around and up comes this little crew of teenagers...they ask "hey, are you guys 17?" I say "no" , the kid sigh's and looks confused, loren thinks I was being mean and was just shutting the kid down, but I didn't think of it that way..I was thinking..."no dumbass...i'm 26"...or am I 25...oh shit"...anyways, loren chuckles and says "were a bit more than that" , then the kid says "can you buy us a Halo 2, you just need to go up there and say it's ok to the guy, ok?". So we decide to do it....on the way up there the kid is really excited and he says "oh man, I gotta have Halo 2 today or I'd just die"....that was hillarious to me for some reason. Anyways Loren get's the kids money and goes to buy them the game. While he's checking out they very non-suspisciously stand behind the counter watching him buy the game....obviously they've never gotten anyone to buy them beer before as they were totally obvious and stupid. It was pretty funny to say the least. They also didn't want to give up their money to loren in fear that he wouldn't buy them the game. What did they think would happen, he'd go up there and they'd stand behind him (rather than behind the cashier like they did) and we'd pretend to be their parents? I don't know if any of this blog is making sense as I'm a habitual non proof reader (as you can tell from my previous posts) but it was a funny ..."I gotta have Halo2 today or I'm just gonna die!!!" HAHAHAH. Come on, it's not THAT good of a game, framerate still blows and I just don't like it, granted I only played the first level...but still, they got my $50 and I'll grunt about the shit I don't like while playing it. But after playing the first level I've come to this conclusion........Republic Commando is way cooler. BooYa.
Sorry to ramble....
ps...dont' tell anyone about this though...I don't wanna get in trouble.
pss...these kids looked about 20 years old...goddam kids are get'n big theses days
wholy crap i have alot of homework!
I DONT EVEN HAVE TIME TO WRITE THIS BLOG!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
J
This video is not to be missed.
This one is too good to pass up... AND it's german. BTW, it is slow at the beginning but picks up pretty good, so keep watching.
This is a recipe my mom used to make me when I came home from Billy Green Elementary school as a 5 to 12 year old in Stoney Creek, Ontario Canada. I will let here do the rest of the talking:
Why don"t you make that macaroni you used to love as a kid and have it with a salad?
2 cups water
2 cups milk
2 cups macaroni
Bring water and milk to a boil (watch carefully as it boils over easily) Add macaroni and boil gently until about a cup of liquid is left. Stir in 1 cup of cheddar cheese. YUMMMY Have with a small salad and your worries are over!
Love MOM
Sitting around on a sunny san francisco saturday morning. I think Becky and I might go look for christmas presents today. It feels like that kind of day outside. Just saw Eternal Sunshine (movie with jim carrey) yesterday... it was good. Directed by Michel Gondry, who is a pretty kick ass music video guy. Anyway, see it if you haven't.
Here is a list of things on my mind, since I am bored and waiting for becky to finish getting ready for the day
1 - my stomach hurts for some reason
2 - I wonder when nine inch nails will do another album, maybe surf for that info
3 - my feet are cold because i haven't put socks on yet
4 - We have ants in our kitchen and I hate them much
5 - what should i draw?
6 - this laptop balancing on a pillow on our crappy sofa doesn't work
7 - wonder what everyone is doing over christmas this year
8 - gotta call up brett to meet for lunch downtown maybe
Bummer, but I am out of bandwidth for the month I guess. I got a cold, machinelike email from loren and the crew that serve this blog. In order to avoid paying a lot, I pulled the big panoramas from the italy photo lot. I guess we will have to wait til next month to repost them.
So this morning Marie-Luise and I decided to get some breakfast at this little place near my apartment. Being unemployeed kinda has it's benefits at times ya know. Anyways, we jump on the bus and headed over to the place. Get inside, eat, and pay. We leave the money on the table and then begin to walk outside. As we begin leaving our table and head towards the door a black man...excuse me, an african american man, walks in casually, don't know why but my spider senses start tingling. He passes us and I casually turn around to watch him. I see him walk right past us and grab the money on our table nonshalantly which we had left for the server. He instantly throws the bill and the money in his pocket and marie and I walk outside...I say to Marie...that guy just took the money off our table...and so we stopped outside the door and talked about it while I watched him through the window. I watched him talk to the girls at the register and then he started to walk out. As he got to the door I cornered him there and said..."did you just pay for our meal?" he goes..."yea, I took care of it, it's all good." I didn't believe a word of it so I said..."ok, lets go make sure." and as I'm walking back to the counter to ask the girls if he paid he stops short. I then start talking to the girls and asked them if he paid for our bill. The girl then freaks out as he takes off out of the store. She goes "NO, HE DIDN'T HE'S STEALING MY MONEY THAT MOTHAFUCKA!!!" ok, so maybe she didn't say mothafucka...but I like to pretend she did. She takes off running outta the shop after the guy and he's already across the street half way down the block. I head out a few steps behind her and she's screaming down the block at him. Once we got close and I yelled "OI! or something like that in my oh so man'ly I'm real pissed and gonna beat you down tone" , i like to think he got scared at that and then he stopped, but regardless he stopped at that point. Man this waitress was bitching this guy out sooooo bad it was awesome, I felt like a little kid seeing a rollercoaster for the first time, eyes wide open in awe and excitment. I pretty just stood guard for her and let her do her magic as she reemed this guy. Just kinda like making sure nothing happened to the girl ya know. They had called the cops on him and apparently this isn't the first time it's happened to her. He usually does this at least once a month she said. I guess this time when he went up to the register he asked her for a coffee and showed her a dollar....they don't like him there obviously so she said "NO" and he left. That's when I confronted him at the door and yata yata yata. Anyways, it was a crazy experience for me but very entertaining running down the block with a waitress after some crook. Good times good times.
Yep, that was me. I finally de-virginized myself today as an american citizen who can vote. I found that picking a president (oh wait...should that be capitalized) is somewhat easy compaired to the rest of the questions you gotta fill out when voting. I went in today with little knowledge on most of the subjects (other than the President thingy), mainly I only knew info due to information I got from people handing out fliers at the grocery store and from the TV, but not info on ALL of them. Some questions at a first glance made no sense to me (or at least not perfect sense the first time reading them through). I was wishing they had a "so this is what it means in general" section for each question so I could just give my answer without having to re-read anything. I guess they kinda did but it wasn't in stupid talk so I could understand it. It made me wonder if at times I was voting for something I shouldn't be voting for, but was, only because I was a little impatient and thought I understood what they were asking me about rather than 'knowing' what they were asking me.
Bascially I was a little overwhelmed for my first voting experience but I'm glad I did it regardless. I also live in a neighborhood which borders with crackheads so it was really loud at the place I was at, and most of it was from old people who didnt' even speak english. It was very annoying to say the least and didn't make the experience that great...(but the location was perfect, just outside my door pretty much). It was however....an experience. I think next time I'll read through that voter information pamphlet & sample ballot magazine that they send to your house which talks more in depth about each person I'm voting for etc etc...
PS....sorry for the babbled english...i don't like to proofread. haha
on this day when we need to exercise our right, i feel it's only necessary to add a little more political icing on the cake.
i love jon stewart. this is his recent appearance on cnn's crossfire where he makes a valiant effort to castrate the annoying piece of shit known as tucker carlson. so great. check out the "JS spins crossfire appearance" link as well. it's his recap on it from his own show. watch it at 200K, the 500K is for "members only". elitists.
http://www.ifilm.com/ifilmdetail/2652831
if you need to waste more time, i HIGHLY recommend the links on the right side, especially the ones with Triumph the comic insult dog. Triumph and Bon Jovi is outstanding. enjoy.
i voted. hooray!