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Friday, December 24, 2004
ENGAGE posted on 12/24/2004 01:44:18 AM by agentCB
SEEING RED BECAUSE OF THE GREEN posted on 12/21/2004 05:26:25 PM by agentCB
RIB EATING CONTEST posted on 12/14/2004 08:07:27 AM by agentCB
SNOW FALLING posted on 12/13/2004 05:56:58 PM by agentCB
I HATE AIRPORTS posted on 12/02/2004 04:00:43 PM by agentCB
first off, congrats 2 verse the nat plus for poppin the "big question" to his gf. she said "yes" of course. did it all regal like bugsy siegel in the snow of tahoe. the list of people getting hitched is growing. i guess it's expected at age 30. it's just a trip to see all of it happen 2 everyone. fun stuff.
Tuesday, December 21, 2004
for me, christmas has become a time of stress and spending. it's odd because i've trimmed down my list and i still have 2 spend a grip. it's just that lately i'm getting more irritated with the commercialization of christmas if anything. i saw christmas shit up before halloween even, fuck! i'm not pleased with the fact that i'm putting myself in economic heartache just 2 get presents for family.
don't get me wrong, i love my family and all. i guess it's just money and it's not like i wouldn't want to spend it on the people i love.
just concerned at the gross exploitation of christmas by corporate america. now the economic minded people out there might point out that xmas is what brings the economy back on track, yadda yadda... i gives a fuck. exploiting what is supposed 2 be the religious majority's (aka christians) central dogma, (aka the birth of christ) is sacreligious and shameful at best. i guess that's just me.
and what ever happened to celebrating the diversity of our nation? i think i heard one thing about hannukah this year and jack shit about kwanzaa. maybe it's cuz i'm not in the bay anymore. i dunno. i fear this country is too christian, the separation of church and state is too blurry. but that's another blog in itself right there.
what's my point? well, nothing really different than what most of ya'll probably have already thought. just spread joy the rest of the 364 days of the year, maybe we shouldn't bunch it all up for one month. go help someone, let someone in when you're driving into the mall parking lot. talk to strangers, say hello, hold a door open for someone, i don't know. just don't focus on buying shit.
happy holidays and may u find happiness in being with family, friends and who/whatever floats your boat.
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
last night, my brother, ari and i went to cattlemen's, a local cowboy steak joint up in roseville. the special of the night was monday night football and $1 ribs. yes, you read correctly, one dollar ribs. so we finally get 2 the parking lot and my brother comments on the high number of pick-up trucks in the parking lot. i swear i saw one with a gun rack. and them irritating little stickers of calvin from calvin and hobbes pissing on various american car maker logos, depending on which pick-up the sticker was on.
we walk in and it was like we step into texas. the music didn't stop, but we got a few sideways glances when 3 brown brothers walked in. we're not exactly tiny little asians. people didn't disrespect. my brother wanted to eat 10 ribs. ari tried to talk him out of it "you gotta see them first, they're big" they're like the ones my mom used to make, except with hella more sauce and a little drier than mom's.
fuckers served us ribs on a big ass platter and then gave us paper plates(!) and wet papertowels. no veggies, no baked potato. just ribs and sourdough bread in a basket if we requested it. beer was also on sale, but i stuck to water. the first round we ordered 10 ribs for the 3 of us. i ate 3, ari ate 3 and my bro at 4. i sent a text to sunshine reporting the results after the first round of overindulgence. the next round, we ordered 15(!) ribs to my dismay but my brother and ari agreed they could finish it. fuck that.
i picked 2 small as ribs and ate those. and i was out. wasn't full but i didn't want 2 eat 2 max capacity. my brother peaked at 8 ribs and ari took out 7. we brought 5 ribs home.
then to make the experience complete we went to walmart. yee-haw!*
normally i would rant about how america is such a wasteful place and how we have so much food. by now i hope you my readers already assume i was thinking that as i sat there watching plates of ribs being eaten at various tables. oh well, choose your battle. at least we were hungry and took the leftovers home.
*apologies for the stereotype
Monday, December 13, 2004
this weekend i went up to tahoe for chantizzle's 30th birthday snow fest. sunshine came along, as did hyperkoala (of course). i haven't skiied since 1999, so it was fun to get back out there. i have yet to try steep ass terrain. too chicken shit to risk hurting myself... (or should that read "too smart" hmm i dunno nowadays) tired of giving kaiser my money.
the trip was fun. the weather was lovely, 50's during the day with blue skies. sunshine and i enjoyed riding the chairlift together. (being in a long distance relationship, i'm appreciative of the little things.) sunshine overpacked because she's used 2 skiing in extreme cold conditions. she was puzzled by the fact that i was only planning to wear thermals and a jacket.
in the northwest, skiing essentials include the following apparrel:
1) long johns
2) turtlneck
3) sweater
4) down jacket
5) goggles,
6) assorted warm hat
7) thick ass ski pants
8) thick ass gloves
so imagine sunshine's surprise when she went to sierra ski ranch with us and saw people in t-shirts and light clothing at the place. she couldn't get over the fact that she only had to wear one layer under her jacket.
after skiing we headed to the casinos. we headed straight for the wheel of fortune machines where i loudly cheered every time any of our people hit a small 10 or 20 coin jackpot. i love doing that shit cuz every gambler addict in the place turns around to see who won and how much. so what if i'm perpetuating the addiction. it's funny to see people make a crowd around us, only to have them realize we didn't win shit at all. it's fun watching my mom play cuz she yells for every little jackpot as well. the only difference is that she really is THAT excited about hitting 40 coins. and boy, wait till she gets to spin the wheel...
Thursday, December 02, 2004
with tears in your eyes,
i left you at the airport gate
and yes
they were also in mine, no mistake
my soul filled with regret
but fear not, lover
your smile i won’t forget.
there is no other
i should be happy
as i sit here waiting for my flight
because ultimately
we never part ways, in spite
of the fact that
i’m
waiting
in
this
gotdamn
airport
instead of lying next to you
with my hand over your heart.
and just as the clouds
make way for twilight
my heart is AWOL
it decides to stay another night
lost among the skyscrapers
by 2nd and cedar,
i still board the plane
but i'm not very eager
fuck this silver and blue jet
taking me home
with my soul upset
hmm, is this bag of peanuts
supposed 2 offset regret?
turbulence hits
and i
choke back
memories,
in the form of salty sadness
i thought i hid them
in stall number 3
of the men's bathroom
at gate 12B
but a few more escape.
luckily
the woman next to me
is in dreamland
probably thinking about
the crackers i stole
from her sleepy hand
fuck it,
i don't like ritz sticks
but i still eat 'em
& damn i sure am glad
she can’t hear my soul weepin'
god, just get me home
in one piece
so i can sleep in
the lovely memories...
with you over the weekend
