June 19th thru the 25th, 2005Previous Week | Archive Index | Current Blog | Next Week Sunday June 19th, 2005, Father's Day Everything I Know About Kindergarten I Learned in Real LIfe Woke up and played on the computer (larks). Called
my dad, to wish him all that. Then it was time to meet some folks for kayaking, so off goes me. The
original plan was to meet at Agua Verde, which has no place for
me to launch my own kayak, so I was going to launch at U-Dub and row over to meet them. But the line at AV
was very long, so my friends decided to canoe instead from U-Dub. But I had forgotten my pump, so I had to
go back for it, eating as I drove the ham and brie (awesome!) sandwich I had gotten at QFC and had intended to eat in the boat (so glad I didn’t!). Then we I met
up with my fellow boaters, turns out I had forgotten an essential adaptor for the pump, so, back AGAIN!
Once I had it, though, the kayak was up and running in mere minutes. And we had a pretty good time out
there. We swapped around a lot, so’s others could kayak too, and take pictures. Loads of fun.
Fine Dinin'
Chores Can you believe I have not played CoH all day! Lord have mercy. There’s just a lot to do—work is busy, as always, not to mention the house needs a darn good cleaning. The stuff that’s easy to forget about. I mean, my place is always tidy, but I needed to vacuum seriously much as well as do laundry, get a load of dishes in the wash... I have to arrange for the data swap from my old work PC to the new one that just arrived at the office, get a set of horoscopes to the editor of the Lawrencian for next month’s issue, and of course, update this blog, which is a week behind schedule.
What's Happenin', Home Scampi?
Foggy Bowling Then I went home and crashed. It was a foggy crash. It's 4:30 AM Do you know where you blogger is? He's a-bloggin'.
Twofer Tuesday Played CoH with Dirk Damage. Go tank go! Man, I sure do miss playing melee-style. Sure, blaster style is powerful, but it lacks that up-close-and-personal, in-the-thick-of-it feel, ya know. Its FEELS slower, even if it isn't. When you have to use at-a-distance force, you can't run about willy-nilly, for fear you stumble on some foes you suddenly need to estabish some distance from... whereas with a tank, and a scrapper, it's just go go go. MMM yeah. Got to love that stuff, babies.
Life Is Trying to Get Hectic Snigger Till You're Bigger  Go figger. Arose, and so, another friend gone. This one to
Hawaii. Kona, to be specific. Ha-- just now, I accidentally spelled it "spacific," maybe 'cause those
islands are in the Pacific. Or maybe not. Am I sad? Yes. Want proof? The picture will be proof. Take a
gander. Photoshop is my friend, and will never leave me.Dirk and me, well, we pounded through CoH and we made it to LEVEL 15! That's right, hot mammas and pappies, we we're unstoppable. Before that, though, Dakota Jones got wind of the Ghost Ship riding through Talos, so he hopped real quick and earned his Ectoplasmic badge. Back to Dirk: at 14 he got to choose his travel power, and of course, he chose super-jump. Such liberation. Then Vendral asked if I wanted to join him for a few missions, his Warshade called Hazzam. I said yes, and that was some boocoo xp right there. Niiiice. So tomorrow, or later, It will be Corvus Corax's turn. Then Alaska Jones: I'm saving April Showers for last.
Protein: It's not Just for Breakfast Anymore
But I knew I would be up early to finish a proposal, so I hit the hay. I smacked that hay, baby. I smacked it like it owed me money. I May Very Well Go Insane  As I try to write this I am eating Taco Bell, listening
to Vanessa Carlton live from The Crocodile in Seattle (which is to say, a recording of a live
performance) well my neighbors power-trim our power-hedges. Loudly. And writing while listening to music
with words has never been my strong suit. Or while chewing. It's freakin taco, man, don't stress me out
about it!
I'll Put an Itch on Your Thighs That You Won't Want to Stop Scratchin' Con Call Con Calls, Who Got Da Con Calls? Me. Two today. SO, while my out of town guests went about their daily exercise needs, I had con calls. I squeezed some Corvus Corax time in there too. But a word on my guests exercise needs: you must know, these are athletes extraordinaire. Daily five mile runs for giggles, longer if one is in the mood. Marathons, 200 mile bike rides, Ironmans (Ironmen? nah). Suffice it to say, I knew that when I opted out of joining them, I opted out of several hours of activity.
The Burrito That Tried to Kill Me
Batman Began After the movie the five of us went on down to Greenlake and the Blue Water Bistro. I had the chicken. The girl who poured the water was very very tall. Then it was home again and sleeeeeeeep. In the Morning, in The Evening, Ain't We Got Flan?  Nothing today had anything to do with flan. I'm not even sure what flan is. But it's a way
to start a blog entry. Pretty much anything can start a blog entry. My guests went and exercised (remember
when I used to go an exercise? Muahahahhaa!) and I played with Corvus Corax. Then I popped over to the U
Village, where parking was stupid. I went into Barnes and
Noble for to get a few CDs for a friend, The
Office on DVD for my mom and dad, and a book on Outlook since those #$%^&*ers at work are making
me use it now and it's got more features than orgy's got nipples. But none of the books where were worth a
damn, so screw it. Then I was STARVING so I dropped by MacDon's for the usual.
No More Wasabi Mashed Potatoes at Blue C Sushi!
Let's Get High, and Have Fun
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the evening some of us went to 
Had to help one friend with the hither-and-yon of moving, and
then another friend with the yon-and-hither of a visiting pal, and so it got crazy. I ended up picking
someone up, taking her back to my place, and getting sweaty with her... hey, outta context, that makes me
a playah! IN contexrt, though, it just means I was willing to give someone a ride to the airport, but we
had time to kill so played DDR at my place for a while first. A pizza was ordered, was briefly abandoned
for to do the coffee thing, but it turns out Revolutions needed to do some AC work and closed at 7, so
back to my place for fraternizing before taking her to the airport. Did that, came home, was going to go
to sleep, had a long phone conversation instead, and THEN went to sleep. In my BED. With the lights OFF.
Friend of mine, craving protein, called me and demanded
we go to the Rimrock. So I met her there. I had the 10 oz. New York Strip. And fries. Ah me oh my. Me
likey. I was dizzy, almost bad dizzy, due to not having really eaten all day, and went away after a few
bites, but then came back cause that's what happens to me when I eat after having not eaten: I get dizzy.
So what sue me Idon'tcaregotohellsaysyou. Then I went home to help an amigo figure out how to make music
with a 4 track and a computer and an account on Real Rhapsody. I signed up for a free two week trial. Do I
like it? Well, it's okay, but one HUGE strike is that it's by Real Networks, and I hate them. A bit.
They're HQ'd here in Seattle, which only means when they start to pole-please me I'ma go down to their
office and raise holy hell.
I got this idea to do a CoH video with
Dakota Jones and a karaoke track, and so I showed mi amiga some CoH stuff. We got to laughing at some of
the naughty things we felt compelled to yell at the others players, not to mention the fun playing
dress-up. I was even inspired, after they left, to give Dakota Jones a new outfit. Wanna see it? Okay just
look. It's like an ode to his background story, which has some sorta zen nonsense in it.
Got up and decided that though I had things I needed to do, I
could also at the same time do things I did not need to do. Like, I finished a proposal, and cleaned out
my office closet, and put the dishes away, and re-arranged my office bookshelf, and took the clean sheets
to the guest room, and made a banana and strawberry soy smoothie, and wrote e-mails. And lots of such
whatnot. And then I took a friend to the train station. And I got that Taco Bell (cause I like to think
outside the bun). And I wrote this stuff you see right now. And then this. And then a big slurp of the 
My guests were done with their exercise, so I went
back home. While they got cleaned up, I put together a box o' stuff for the friend who moved to Hawaii,
and took it to the UPS store. Delivered it. Should get there next Tuesday or Wednesday. Then we went to 
We boogied on down to Seattle Center, since the
out-of-towners wanted to go up the Space Needle. A first for me. Was it worth 13 dollars? Hmm... well, I
had always been curious, so now I'm not anymore. The views were groovy and all, but I've seen them
all before, from various places. I guess not all at once, though, which is sort of the point. I wonder
what it must have been like back when it was first built, and there was less of Seattle to actually see?
Then again, we are a very green city, so maybe it was just the same, with fewer roads sneaking in and out
of view.
There was some wandering around after that, a bit of
hither, a bit of yon. Then all were gathered once again and we went to dinner at