You ever think about how many of those red plastic cups are made in a year? Or even styrofoam cups. They must make millions of these things. Hundreds of millions. It's gotta be an insane amount.

Whoa! School sucks!

Hear the burn - el scorcho.

Football. Greatest sport out there.



Fantasy Football. Hard on the heart and frustrating. I should never have thought Kurt Warner in the second round was a steal. I should've known this would come back to haunt me. Damn the Rams. Damn the Rams. Damn the Rams.



But it's okay. I'll come back to win. And I'll keep saying that till the end of the season.

More stuff to kill your boredom? The audio side of my site. Find it.

Cool site to kill your boredom: mindfake.com.

And really, that dislike of school is a strong dislike. A deep dislike. A passionate hatred actually.

So here's the deal. School started Monday, right? And don't we all just love school? Right. So I don't really know what I'm blogging about except that I really have a dislike of school.

What's up with school and its wackness?

Gotta wish my fellow 1981er Diana a happy birthday. Retire that fake ID and party on, cousin.

Ok. Some more changes. School starts tomorrow, so more changes are probably not going to come with the frequency they have been coming. I think I cleaned up the coloring a bit and added a different background. It's of the playground at the park nearby my house. Is the one before this one better?

If you've been here before, you might notice that the image to the left is changed a bit. I wanted it to match the comic book theme a little more. So if you get a chance out of your busy schedule, let me your opinion on how it looks compared to the old one. Or, do you think I should've not colored it and went with the plain old looking one?

Ok. For those of you clever folks out there, visuals are up from the recent road trip my friends and I ventured on. Look around.

898.8 miles from the gas station near Rich's house and then back to his place. And fun times those 898.8 miles were. Before I begin I just wanted to thank everyone down south for showing us a good time and being very hospitable. I know we were asses and embarassing, so thanks. Haha. And in case you may have thought that all we do is parttake in herbal indulgences, we don't blaze that much. Seriously. We drink, too.



So seriously, enjoyable times. A lot of shit-talking but hey, when isn't there a lot of shit-talking? I could probably say more, but I'm lazy. Yeah. I'm pretty lazy. I'll post some video or something and maybe some pics soon. You'll see the embarassingness first hand.

Southern California weekend update coming soon.

Hey. Rock on with your bad self.

You ever try the Wild Berry flavored Smints? It says "Vit. C" on the box. I wonder if they're not mints, cuz they taste very similar to Flintstones vitamins. Perhaps they just used whatever Flintstones mints that weren't sold and recut them and packaged them and called them Smints. And if that's the case, awesome. I got my daily does of vitamins today!

Isn't it peculiar when you're watching a game show and you yell out the answers? As if the contestant will hear you or something and suddenly blurt out the answers themselves. I don't do this. Often. But I just heard my dad doing it and I thought it was funny.

You are magnetic.

When did they add the purple m&m to the m&m repertoire? More so, why did they add it? Mr. Defensor divulged the insight that the purple m&m won in its competition with the other colors vying for a roster spot in the m&m starting lineup, but why it got chosen baffles me. It looks like an Easter m&m that lost its place. It doesn't match the other colors, right? It's weird looking. But with all that said, don't knock the purple m&m because an m&m is an m&m is an m&m. Right? Stop being so discriminatory. Sheesh. Preach tolerance.

Sorry, but this is kind of a long blog. When the night dwindles down to the time I should sleep, I start blabbering gibberish.



So unless it pertains to football, I usually don't comment on current events here. But it being the one year anniversary of that now infamous day, 9/11 will not likely be forgotten. What was I doing that day? I believe I had cut down my hours working at Cisco because I woke up to the phone ringing; my Aunt from the Philippines calling. By that time, the attack had happened hours earlier. That morning, I think, my cousin had left from the Bay Area to go back East to New York where she lives. She had with her her children (my neice and nephew). No one could get a hold of her because apparently, they wouldn't land her plane. In any case, when my aunt called, she said the Twin Towers were bombed. And at that time, I really didn't think anything of it. I thought it was similar to the bombing a couple years ago. I was wrong. When I turned on the television I was dumbfounded. What the hell happened!? Well we all know now what happened, and I'm sure we all shared the same feelings and thoughts.



So now what do we do? I don't know. For me at least, life for the most part hasn't changed as dramatically as I thought it would. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? I don't know.



What am I doing talking about this? I don't know, either. All I know is that 9/11 should be remembered and not recognizing all the aspects of it - the sadness that it produced, the anger that it fueled, the unity that it inspired - would not be good of me. Even if it's just a little blurb, I thought I should mention it. And thinking about it, life is pretty good. So, enjoy, my friends.

Y'know? Sometimes, you just gotta rock.

stuck in your head: faith

So as you can see from the design here, I kind of have this thought-bubble thing going. And so earlier I was a little bored. And I had a song stuck in my head for some reason. So the two kinda go hand-in-hand right? Anyway. So the point is, I felt like jamming to this song so I got my brother to guitar it and we put it in mp3. Also, originally it was supposed to be a video but I don't know how to use the fancy video editing software, so no visuals yet. Sorry. But perhaps in the future. So yeah. There ya go.



stuck in your head: faith 1.17 MB (right click to save)

Who's first place in NFC West? San Francisco 49ers. Hell yeah! Everyone else lost their games. Dumbass St. Louis Rams lose to Denver. Seahawks get worked by Oakland. And Spurrier impresses against Arizona. Shane Matthews!? Starting QB? Who woulda thought?

Ugh.



So it's weekend right? The weekends usually the time when you get to sleep in, enjoy the comfort of your bed, etc. Well hold on there, tiger. Today you're helping with yard work. So I get up at 8:30 am. True, not extremely early, but also true, it's Saturday. Freakin' Saturday.



Ok, I'm not complaining because I love helping out my dad and grandpa when I can. But I gotsta sleep. And I'm lazy. So what do they have me do? Most of the freakin' manual labor. I'm sure my dad is happy he had a strapping, albeit weak, boy that fateful day 21 years ago. So we're laying down new piping for the sprinkler system. We rented these huge ass tools from Home Depot. Well guess who they have do most of the work using those rather heavy tools? Yeah. Not my brother. At least not until my hands and the rest of my body was aching.



So here I am now. Aching. And if I'm aching now, I can only imagine what hell manual labor has wreaked upon my body. So what's the moral of the story? Manual labor on an out-of-shape engineering-student/sit-in-front-of-computer-all-day worker is not a good combination.



Oh yeah. And if you look at the time, that's right folks. At least 5-6 hours of manual labor. Haha. Of course I rested sometimes.

Haha. Okay. So in case you missed a couple blogs ago, I put down the words from a Sobe commercial. Well I now have the audio, too. Haha. Talk about boredom. Anyhow, click to download the Sobe Dragon Commercial.



Right now, maybe you are thinking "I'm a cool guy." But hey! Don't go there. Maybe if you drink a little Sobe Dragon you can think like that. Because with Sobe Dragon, you feel cool and strong - like a karate guy. "Hiiiiyayyyahhhh!!!" And if someone say anything bad to you, you can hit some bricks. BAM! BAM! BAM! Just to let them know that they should be nice to you. And if your girlfriend asks you, "Why are you acting like a dragon?" You can reply, "I'm not acting, baby."



Funny stuff.

You ever watch Bambi? I'm sure you have. You remember the character named Thumper? I think that's his name. He was the rabbit whose leg did that crazy twitch thing. My leg was moving like crazy kinda like that. Just for a brief second or two. But yeah. Peculiar indeed.

I'm bored.

First, I must say that while the performance by the Niners was a bit disappointing, a win is a win. And it's finally football season again! G'yeah! That's what I'm talkin about! Uh huh.



And second, work wasn't very fun. I just got back home a little while ago. Isn't that ridiculous? Hell yeah it is. But I guess it's also ridiculous that I procrastinate so much, which is the primary reason for having to stay late.



In any case, Mr. Defensor and I have been thinking up some big things for this little project where we risk absurdity. And risk absurdity we will. I hope. I'm kind of excited about the prospects we have. But then again, I get excited about a lot of stuff. "I'm not acting, baby."

So I was reading someone's away message (as most addicts do, I think) and came across this one which I thought was funny. I haven't heard the commercial, but reading it gave me a chuckle.



Right now, maybe you're thinking, "I'm a cool guy." But hey! Don't go there. Maybe if you drink a little Sobe Dragon, you can think like that. Because with Sobe Dragon, you feel cool and strong. Like a karate guy "hiiiiyayyyahhhhh!!" And if someone says anything bad to you, you can hit some bricks. BAM BAM BAM! Just to let them know that they should be nice to you. And if your girlfriend asks you, "Why are you acting like a dragon?" You can reply, "I'm not acting, baby."

And now back to blogging. A month has passed, huh. Well, since my last update, there was some excitement which I'm sure you've read about at jeffd's site (for now being hosted at a much more reliable site, mr. rich's). So because of that, and because of my rather ample amount of laziness, I will not give you the four or five weekend updates I've missed.



Instead, I'll just let you know that I just finished my Electrical Engineering class earlier today. And I'm praying to God that the professor has mercy and listens to the note that I left for him at the end of my test: "Please pass me." If you were a teacher, would you spite me and not pass me for even thinking of putting that down? Man. It's classes like these that make me reconsider my place as an engineer and question my intelligence, or lack thereof. OH WELL. Fuck you, school.

Wow. More than a month since the last update for this here site. Ridiculous. So rather than bore you with the details into getting this shit back up, I'll warn you now that this isn't going to be a very stable site. It's a little on the slow side and might not be up sometimes. But nonetheless, it is up for now. Hopefully it will be more stable in the near future. Enjoy.