I made a list of things to write about…

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Since I seem to forget what I wanted to write here. here’s the list
1. Star Wars fans and gluttons for punishment
2. Dirty hippies in Murr-lun with Wade
3. Salad drenched in italian dressing probably not that healthy
4. “Like most of America, he likes his Spears blonde, and his Federline dancin’ in the background”
5. The Beardening
6…

Waking up at 6am in a tiny tent is not as bad as it seems…

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On Saturday I went to a housewarming party in Fredricksburg with Peter. I hadn’t seen him in a while so we spent the first couple hours at his house catching up on stuff and looking after his two kids… which was suprisingly not weird. After his wife got home we were off the hook for the night. We got some energy drinks and got ready for a long night.

After some driving we arrived at the house. It was a nice house next to the train tracks, we didn’t realize how close until later in the night when we wondered over onto them. But I thought that drinking on the tracks was just asking for it. So we moved back to the yard. When we got there the keg was running a little low, but there was enough in there to get the party started. The hotdogs started rolling off the grill, and right into our waiting mouths. Buns where MIA, But the meat was tasty none the less. About that time Wayne got popped in the mouth by his girlfriend. (they were play fighting, but she has tiny fists that can sneak in under the radar) So one man down early, it got late early for us cause we got there at 1030.

Hanging out with the guys from Honky Tonk was awesome. If I met them somewhere else I might have been intimidated by them, but they are the nicest bunch of guys I ever met. Apparently Peter was the front desk monkey for them while he was living in F-Burg. It’s always good to know different kinds of people and of course they’re on myspace

So I should get back to the story of the night. People came and left, the neighbors came over and hung out, they were obviously a little uncomfortable, but they were troopers. Amazingly nobody fell in the fire, rolled off the roof, or got hit by a train. As more people left we were drawn to the fire like moths. Sitting around the fire was relaxing and cool, only broken up by frequent trips to the woods to pee on civil war ghosts. After a good while of this I decided to give up and head for the tent that had been designated ours. After about 5 minutes of struggling with the flap I finally made it in to our red and blue sanctum. You’d think that this would be the end… but when nature called in the middle of the night I had to climb over Peter (who had silently entered the tent like some kind of drunken ninja) and back out the the field. When I got back into the tent I noticed that Pete had found a soft blanket, as this was better than the napkin that I had been using we had a little struggle for control of it. A compromise was evidently reached, I think.

and then almost instantly… It was morning… bright, bright, morning. Seemed like Pete was instantly awake, I didn’t know what he was saying but he was definatley saying it to me. And he was definatley getting out of the tent. Then the words finally made it through my brain “Look at how small that tent is”. Neither Peter or I are small guys, I’m 6’5″ and he is 6′. and apparently that tent was made for a 6 year old. It dawned on us later that they had said that they set it up for their kid. For about 10 minutes I couldn’t stop laughing when I thought about that tent. I still get a little chuckle thinking about it. I’ll try to post some pictures from that night, cause I spent some time finding my camera on the ground in the morning.

I’m on a roll today…

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I saw Ken Jennings (K Jen) on Jeopardy the other day. It was good to see that little guy again. But it just wasn’t the same. When we were watching him every day last year there was excitement. How much would he crush “Judy, a home-maker from Tulsa” by. It’s the reason people like the Yankees, or used to be. Americans like dynasties. So here he was on the “Ultimate Tournament of Champions” not exactly getting crushed, but these other guys were good. I think the score at the end of the first day (it was a 3 day cumulative event) was KJen 14000, Brad 20000, “fat bearded guy” 15000. *all scores estimated due to this being 2 weeks later* It didn’t even have the power to make me watch the other two days… and good thing too cause Kjen went down. But this new guy seems alright, but Ken went out like a champ. When he didn’t know the final answer, he wrote “Go Brad” on his screen. I for one welcome our new Jeopardy overlord. Viva la Jennings!

I need/want/require/gots to get me one of these…

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Interactive R2-D2
I know this came out 3 years ago… but I was reading a copy of Maxim from Christmas 2002 (which is another story) and I saw it in there. He responds to over 40 voice commands and is 15 inches tall! “For example say ‘Darth Vader’ and R2 shutters and screams” I looked for them online, but it looks like they’re hard to find. It was $99 back then and I was hoping it would come down in price… But this is the Star Wars toy collecting world. Where a 3 inch action figure from 20 years ago can pay the mortgage on your house. I’ll keep looking and hoping I win the lottery.

Why the hell is the Zelda watch pink?

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Why the hell is the Zelda watch pink? 80’s retro has been the hot thing for a while now. So I’m amazed we haven’t seen these sooner. I found a story online about Retro Nintendo Watches. When I heard that they were re-releasing them the memories came flooding back…

The year was 1989 and I was in third grade. A good year overall. But one of the highlights was getting two Nintendo watches. With these things on my arm, I was the Pope of Chilitown. I swear I remember having a Mario one (which they aren’t re-releasing). But the one that I know I had was the Zelda watch. But what I remember more than having them was not having them… Here’s the scenario, those things are addicting, especially when you’re 8 years old. So I had been playing it in class when the teacher told me to take it off, so I throw it toward my bag in the back of the classroom. (I know, not the best idea, but it was only 5 feet away) And that’s the last time I saw it… almost. Conveniently some other kid in my same class just happened to come in wearing one the next day…anger rising…damn, this happened 16 years ago and I’m still pissed.

So now the time has come for my return to watch having glory. But what do you mean my precious Legend of Zelda watch only comes in pink?! and it’s 60 bucks now!? I think this one will remain a memory.

Cause I wanted to make a Spam quiche…

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I just noticed that Google gives you recipies for spam dishes when you check the spam folder on your Gmail account. Google scans the messages you are reading and tailors the adds / news feeds to match what you are reading. It’s actually a very good strategy. Just seems kind of weird when you’re seeing recipies for “french fry spam casserole” above a message from Santos L Halper for “L33T Vi4gra P3rscR1ption5”.

For those of you that don’t know Gmail is the BEST web email service out there. They give you over 2 gigs of space and everything is easy and fast. It’s still in Beta so I think it’s still invite only. But if you need/want one just hit me up. Later!