Fin

This is it.

I've run out of ways to make the same thing sound interesting over and over again, so I'm going to stop writing. Yeah, that's right, I give up. Sometimes the best move a strategist can make is to surrender.

I'm not going to lie to you (no impugnment intended) and say that I may or may not come back in the future. I'm done. Period.

Special thanks to J. Star, Tyrel, Suleyman, M, Q, Adeline's mom, Fitèna, Amanda, labmonkie, Best Friend Arthur, and anyone else who read my blog religiously but chose not to comment for whatever reason.

The Infarction.

Success?

I might have gotten some luck in the summer job search. Red Robin is "desperate" for bussers.

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IT'S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!!!!!!!!!

Get To It!

My new favorite soda is Vault. It reminds me of the good ol' days when soda companies added potentially dangerous chemicals to their beverages rather than remove them. Remember Josta? Yeah, those were the good ol' days.

Still, there are some people who should never drink Vault or anything like it. I went to the grocery store today to get some stuff for my mom. While I was there, I got a 1-liter of Vault. At check-out, some weird guy who looked really, really wired asked me, "Hey! Hey! Dude! Where did you get that huge bottle of Vault?! That's so awesome! Where did you get it!?!" I should mention that he was already holding a large, open can of Full Throttle.

Humanity Is Funny

That's the one thing I've learned from watching Paranoia Agent. I haven't actually watched every episode--much less consecutively--but I still get the general message. I would really like to see the whole thing from beginning to end so that I can see what the whole thing is about. It's really interesting.

First of all, congratulations to the Carolina Hurricanes on winning the Stanley Cup.

Second, I have been really really bored today, so I made some baseball stats for my blog. I only have about as many at-bats as a bench player gets in a single season, but my batting average screams Ty 2.0. Lets see if you guys can figure out what those things actually mean.

Fútbol Otra Vez

Hoy, estoy viendo España contra Tunez. Alguien de Tunez acaba de conseguir un gol, y el comentarista dijo, "Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol." en vez de, "¡Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!" Eso es la diferencia. En Estados Unidos, los comentaristas de deportes tratan de encontrar frases propias que sean únicas e interesantes; los hispanohablantes sólamente buscan maneras diferentes de decir, "¡Gol!" Ellos tienen que ser más creativos. Creo que hay número finito de maneras de decir eso.

BOXMASTER 1000! The Latest In Flying Wooden Crate Technology

First and foremost, happy Fathers' Day to all the daddies out there.

Flickr says, "Ni Hao The Great Saphenous!"

You're not very good at speaking Chinese, are you Flickr?

I woke up this morning at about 10:30 after about five hours of sleep. You do the math. What has caused such restlessness, you ask?




Garry's Mod for Half-Life 2, that's what! That thing is addictive and contributing to my lack of blogging.

By the way, I'm sorry I've only posted once in the last two weeks. Another thing that's inhibitive of blogging happens to be a lack of a working computer, and I have had such a lack for a while now. Fortunately, all is well now, and everything seems to be working properly. I still have to post on Bl'odeo at some point, and there hasn't been any new material on the Lesser for the last two months. In other words, I've still got a lot of updating to do.

Fútbol

Ahora mismo, estoy viendo el partido de fútbol entre México y Angola en Univisión. Acaba de empezar el segundo tiempo, y todavía no ha habido ningún gol. Espero que México venza.

Japanese For "Yummy"

Dan Majerle-style shout out to Liz, the Cheesecake Factory server. Holla!

Want more people to notice (and remember) you? Do weird stuff with your hair. Trust me. Everyone at the BOB knows who I am because I used to have blue hair, except now it's kind of greenish. Liz The Cheesecake Factory Server recognized me immediately when I had dinner at the Cheesecake Factory last night. My social life has grown tenfold just because I changed my hair color.

Guess what I ate at the game today. If you guessed tuna nigiri, you are exactly correct. But wait, that's not the weirdest part! I got it at a Panda Express. I know that sushi was invented in China, but isn't it normally considered a Japanese food? Something just seemed odd about eating nigiri and fortune cookies at a baseball game.

By the way, is it weird that I hate fish but love tuna sashimi?

The Suns, They Have Set

For me, the 2005-2006 basketball season finally ended tonight. Those Darned Mavs beat the Suns in Phoenix tonight. It's been a really crappy season for my myocardium to be sure. The Suns were supposed to be a bad team this season without Amaré Stoudemire, but instead they were a great team without Amaré Stoudemire, Kurt Thomas, and Brian Grant. Last season, they won 62 great games. This season, they won 54 fugly games.

Next season will be better. It should be basically the same team next year, except everyone will be healty. Hopefully. You can't have two injury-filled seasons in a row, can you? That's against the rules, isn't it?

Oasis > All

Q asks, "where and when by who was baseball invented and why??? What was the colour of his/her eyes."

Baseball tradition states that it was invented by Major General Abner Doubleday in Cooperstown, New York in 1839. Recently though, a bunch of evidence has surfaced that rejects that. Baseball could have been invented as early as the mid-18th century. The only thing that is certain about baseball's invention is that it was created somewhere in the United States. And no, I don't know why baseball was invented or what color Doubleday's eyes were. And in case you were wondering, the first professional baseball team was the Cincinnati Reds in 1869. And yes, I did write a research paper on the origins of baseball a couple of years ago.

British Vote Oasis Album Best of All. Damn skippy. No offense to any Beatles fans out there, but Oasis is better.

Slammin'

Since I have nary a thing to do at the moment and it would be a sin to go to bed at only 11:00, I'm going to blog some more.

Baseball trivia! Stuff that happened in baseball history on my birthday (September 20):

• 1992: Mickey Morandini (I know him!) of the Philadelphia Phillies made only the 9th unassisted triple play in professional baseball history when I turned four years old. As it turns out, my dad was the starting pitcher for the Phillies in that game. Go figure.
• 1998: After playing in an MLB-record 2632 consecutive games, Cal Ripken sat on the bench for the first time since May 29, 1982. Mientras, yo cumplía 10 años.

That was...a worthy way of wasting about 10 minutes.

IDEA! Since I'm bored and a wealth of baseball trivia knowledge, someone try to stump me with random baseball questions.

Agar And Aghast

Today I did nothing. Just sat for the most part. And picked at the zits on my face.

I started to reminisce on freshman Biology class. My favorite part of that class was growing bacteria cultures. That gave me the most awesome idea. If I had my own nutrient medium and incubator, I could grow colonies of face germs. That would be cool.

Note to self: Must search for biology supplies at the local Walmart at nearest convenience.

Blogroll! Sweet Muffins! OR Fulfilling A Contractual Agreement Under The Best Friends Charter

Bl'odeo. Yeehaw! Ride 'em, cowboy!

Read BLOG. BLOG good.

In other news, Kurt Thomas has officially returned to the Suns, and I am gleeful.

Killing Me Softly With His Saw

Computer problems galore. I swear, this thing just hissed at me. I'm convinced that this thing has some kind of physical damage to its hard drive. Every once in a while, the disk seems to jam, and it makes all kinds of nasty buzzing and humming sounds. It runs extremely slow. I got my first Blue Screen Of Death yesterday. This morning, I couldn't even get into Windows in Safe Mode, which just doesn't happen. I've been messing with BIOS and CMOS all day, and I eventually figured that nothing was going to work and recovered the hard drive. "Recovery" is a nice way of saying I cleared all of the stuff off of it and pretended like it was a brand-new computer. Yeah, right. It's running fine now, but I know that it's not going to stay like this. I have to backup my downloaded music collection now because this will be the last time I can use my iTunes account on a "different" computer, and they don't like people sharing downloaded music. After that, I'll just have to wait it out until I can discuss new hard drives/computers with Dad.

Thankfully, I still have a big book of Sudoku puzzles to keep me occupied while my computer laughs at me. That can only last so long though. I've already finished 34 of the 944 puzzles.

And mangoes. I have plenty of mangoes to eat. Except they're not ripe yet, so not really.

I need a break.

I had a dream last night in which I destroyed my stupid computer with various power tools. It was nice. Except when I got electrocuted.

Fauxhawkery

The fauxhawk. It's a mohawk for people who don't want to shave their head. It's like Splenda (It tastes like sugar because it's made from sugar! Except it's not sugar! Yay!!!). Aras Baskauskas has one. Jake Voskuhl had one when he played for the Suns. Fauxhawked Substitute Teacher has one. Even Best Friend Derek has one. I've been avoiding the 'do because of its sheer futility, but today was the last day of school, so futility was not an issue.

By the way...


School's out for summer!

Sorry, I was just looking for an excuse to put an Alice Cooper photo on my blog. I didn't mean to hurt anyone's feelings.

Bad Luck And Extreme Misfortune Will Infest Your Pathetic Soul For All Eternity

I went to the Diamondbacks game today. Tonight was Johnny Estrada bobblehead night at the BOB, and I had big plans to use my free bobblehead as a good luck charm for next week's semester exams.

Chase Field (formerly called Bank One Ballpark--hence "the BOB") has the most diverse food selection of any ballpark I've ever been to, and I've been to a lot of ballparks. For today's mid-game meal, I went to Panda Express and had some not-really Chinese food. Like any other Chinese meal, it came with a fortune cookie, which made me think of tonight's featured Rocko episode.

The D-backs absolutely eradicated the Braves 13-0, and Brandon Webb got a CGSO and the best pitching record in the MLB at 7-0. The good luck charm gets gooder and gooder.

For someone else. Some butthead stole my Johnny Estrada bobblehead. Do you have any idea what that means? When you lose a good luck charm, all of the luck that would have been good for you is now bad for you. That was the biggest blowout I have ever seen in person, which means I'm dead next week. If I don't find another Johnny Estrada bobblehead by Monday morning, I have abolutely no chance of doing even remotely well on finals. So, I'm going on a quest tomorrow. I will get my good luck charm.

D-Backs 5/21/06

Jumbotron message of the night:

Dare I say? EN FUEGO!!!

D-backs up 4-0, bottom of the 6th

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