Stardate: Friday night. Wolftrap. PLAY!, a Video Game Symphony

We had gathered the nerdiest group of our friends that we could Jesse, Mark, Cristine, Dominique, and I for a night of nerd symphony under the stars. We all put on our dorkiest clothes, well all the guys did anyway. Mark had his “NPC” shirt, I had the Konami code, and Jesse… well he had the caRRRdboard shirt. We got there a little late and it looked like parking was going to be a problem, but suddenly a magical new parking lot opened up right in front. So we parked, got out the blankets and cooler and headed for the law. We arrived just in time, by the time we got all set up the show was just starting.

This is where I realize that there are people here that are much much nerdier than my usual crowd. The kind of people who get excited when they hear the name of the composer for Final Fantasy. Otaku… which means excited american dork in Japanese. I usually try not to look down on people… but they make it so damn hard. I enjoyed the music from Final Fantasy, Battlefield, and Shenmue, but didn’t really recognise it. They played the Mario Brothers music, that was really sweet. Also they apparently played Sonic the Hedgehog, but I couldn’t pick it out. The music from Halo was really the highlight of the night for me. It was cooler because the felinne center looks like something straight out of a video game. The next favorite would have to be Zelda, that really sounds good when played by orchestra.

It was a really fun night! I didn’t realize that Wolftrap was so close to the house, it only took 5 minutes to get there. We’ll definatley have to go again. The lawn seats were perfect… especially with blankets and coolers!

Later!

I love the new Gnarls Barkley album!

You know the one, perhaps you don’t have any idea what I’m talking about but you know the song. It’s the one with the high pitched guy singing “CraaAAAAaaaaAAAAAzy” over a simple beat. It’s freaking genious. It’s one of those songs that gets in your head and lays around for a while, trys on some of your clothes and then watches some tv. When you come home Gnarles Barkley will have a cold one waiting for you and you’ll give him a high five.

The rest of the album is really good too, it has a mix of pop, r&b, soul, and hip hop. Everything flows really well, Really hard to define because it bounces back and forth so much.

I highly recomend it.

I don’t know what it is recently, but loud noises really set me off. I started noticing it last week when I was leaving work. A time I should be happy about, but when I wsa in the stairwell and the door slammed behind me I leterally had fire in my eyes. I don’t know what it was about it, it could have been that the sound was really loud echoing off the concrete stairs. But then it happened again the other day, I dropped a book on the floor and had to controll myself from punching something.

So this morning it happened again. Except with a little twist. I’m not that much of a morning person, but this morning had it in for me. I couldn’t find my wallet when i was getting dressed, then when i got to the metro station i realized that I’d only shaved halfway (a price you pay for shaving in the shower with no mirror). Then the Metro broke down at Foggy bottom and I had to wait 15 minutes for the next train. so here’s where the story really starts.

I get on the train along with my 300 othe tired commuters. We packed the car full, not full by Japanese standards but still full. The “doors closing” chime goes off, some people get stuck in the door, then they move back… all normal stuff. But then Mr. “Im all up in your buisiness”

BLOWS A LOUD FUCKING WHISTLE IN THE CAR… TWICE!

and procedes to lecture us about obeying the rules… so as I try to control the nuclear explosion inside my brain. I say something like, “thanks for the information, who the fuck are you!” I couldn’t see him, he couldn’t see me and he didn’t say anything after that. So he must not have been anyone important.

If I had been sitting next to him I don’t know if I could control myself. I my have been writing this from a jail cell right now.

Later!

I know bathrooms aren’t the stuff of famous blog posts (unless you count The Daily Download) But this is really one of my pet projects, which I’ve written about previously.

Proving the futility of the tissue paper ass gasket system.

So if you don’t like random pictures I took in my office bathroom, click away now.

So the bathroom at my office is pretty clean… that is until anybody uses it. Government workers may look clean on the outside but much like M&Ms, they contain a creamy center of hate. When it comes to the work bathroom…I’m a frequent user, one of the regulars if you will. I try to get in there in the morning before the monsters have sullied it. But sometimes that just dosen’t work out. Never fails that by the end of the day at least one of the stalls is clogged and looking like those in the pictures.

Once there was a note on the mirror telling them to use less toilet paper each time. I disagreed with that at the time since the toilets here are some kind of water saving torture device that couldn’t flush a postage stamp. But after a few months of using I realised that these maniacs were using like 4 feet per… um… download.

Rectal clenlieness aside I can’t see why you would use that much toilet paper. There’s got to be some way to prove that the Toilet Paper Ass Gasket System (T-PAGS) is futile and based on urban legend. Every few months a new 7 grader proves that something is dirtier than a public toilet seat, because on the surface that seems like a good thing to compare it to. I think the flaw in all this is that the toilet seat is not the dirtiest thing in the bathroom. It’s probably the doorknob or the sink, those filthy bastards.

What I should do is compile a list of dirtiest things (or just find one somebody else has already done) and list them in order, seeing where the toilet seat places in there. I wonder if anything else on the list has a whole industry like the t-pags built around it?

But until then I’ll continue complaining about these bathroom destroying hoolagains. Who I really feel sorry for is the janitors.

Cause I ain’t cleaning that ish up!

Later!

Well it’s been a week since the race, I can’t say that I’m entirely glad to be finished with another season of cardboard boat building. I can still remember the smell of contact cement and double ply. But that’s probably because we used 5 gallons of the stuff, we really need to be more economical next year!

I would definatley say that it was a success this year… again. Dad’s boat won for best design, he built a functional paddlewheeler! And Our pirate ship won for “Pride of the Show” Which is really what I was going for the whole time, it also raced pretty well despite being 15 feet long and weighing over 300lbs. Take that in your brain for a little bit…

WE MADE A 15 FOOT BOAT OUT OF CARDBOARD THAT WEIGHED 300LBS

oh yeah… it had 3 masts one of them was 13 feet tall and it carried 4 people avg weight 200lbs. Lets just say that it was a big mother.

Don’t worry it was only amazing

I need to take some time off, it’s time to work on other projects. But I’ll definatley be back next year, but I don’t know if we can top this! or if I even want to!

Cardboard Pictures

Later!

ictory is ours, I’ve been going through the 1000 (literally) pictures from the Cardboard Boat Race this weekend. I should have it narrowed down by tonight so I can post them to my gallery. Rest assured that It was more than awesome.

Later!