Thursday, October 30, 2003

I can think of only three people reading this that would actually care, but the Pirates actually made a good decision today and lowerd ticket prices. Now if they can just work on those eleven consecutive losing seasons...

  Friday, October 24, 2003

Earlier this week I emailed a friend's mom that I haven't talked to in a few months. It was of particular importance to me because this mother used to always send me funny stuff she found over the internet. It was really cool, and she took the time to sort through the stuff. It's not like I got an email every day, in fact, they always seem to be just at the right time. She always made them presentable, and they never showed any sign of being forwarded. However, I wasn't getting the emails anymore; she was sending them to my old school account, and I wanted to fix the problem.

A few days ago she sends me the link to the preceding picture. So I check it out at http://consumptionjunction.com/downloads/cj_27226.gif. I provide the link just to make a point. Curious as to what other things exist that may be funny on this site, I remove all the post '.com' information and hit enter on the keyboard. That's right folks, it's a hardcore porn site.

I wasn't offended, but I was somewhat disturbed. How does my friend's mom find stuff on hardcore porn sites. Obviously, I could just ask her, but I don't really want to know that answer. It's really more of a rhetorical question. Regardless, I'm glad I'm getting my funny emails again.

  Wednesday, October 22, 2003

Dinner yesterday was high quality. At Local Color we saw what could be considered the most attractive greeter in the world. At least, the hottest one since we saw her there four days ago. So Gorgeous! This girl could make a rotini uncurl. The Peloponnesian War was fought over women like this. For the first time in a long time, I've longed for a woman, and last night was lonely indeed.

Most of the dinner conversation, from my end, focused on the cute greeter lady. I was attempting to infer things about her personality from the way I saw her bite her nails. At this JD commented that I'm complicated and I should write a book. Although I've thought about this before I have been thinking about it again ever since Eva discovered and Tom emphasized this novel writing month. I figure if anyone has enough time to do it, it would be me, however my ability to write prose is limited, as evidenced by this blog. We'll see about this.

Talk of a book naturally led to a discussion about who would play me in a movie. I was quick with a response because I had been thinking of something along those lines a couple weeks ago that I've been waiting for a reason to mention here. I responded quickly with Jake Gyllenhaal. It's no secret the John Cusack is my favorite actor, (Say Anything is the primary reason for that) but as of late Jake has really been impressing me. I first saw him in Bubble Boy; a movie which has quirckiness that resembles Better Off Dead. He has the same appealing quality to me (whatever it is) that Cusack has. One major difference though is that Jake has been in a lot more dramatic roles in the early portions of his career: Donnie Darko and Moonlight Mile were good movies. I have not yet seen what many consider his best movie, October Sky, but I have heard good things.

What really got me to draw the parallels was after watching Secretary, a movie starring Maggie Gyllenhaal: the older sister of Jake, with a less successful career drawing mostly on comedic performances. She's the next Joan Cusack (by the way, just saw School of Rock, fun stuff). So what am I saying, the Gyllenhaal's are the new more talented Cusack's. Well, not so much more talented yet, that waits to be seen. John Cusack will forever remain my favorite actor, but at least I have something to look forward to when they stop casting him to fall in love with pretty high schoolers. Oh, and about that picture: yeah, I'm gay.

  Monday, October 20, 2003

Stupid old roomates, pointing out flaws in my plans:

Brian Kindinger: what the hell are you doing?
TBWTO99: what do you mean what am I doing?
Brian Kindinger: you shouldn't be doing this, you should be looking for a job

What an ass.

  Friday, October 17, 2003

Wow, so much going on. Blogging is a lot harder when you don't have your own computer. You can't use pictures that you know you have somewhere, and there is a lack of frequency if you have a lot of stuff going on, that's why most of the following is so bunched up and doesn't seem to all relate, but here it is:

I just got finished writing a huge comment in response to Tom's post during the game. It was somewhat inspired, but I too would have liked to see a Chicago/Boston series. Oh well, lack of World Series interest and a Steeler bye week should give me a nice sports break for a while.


Those of you familiar with the picture on this page know why the above picture is cool. It's a new RX-7 due out in a few years. I haven't been this excited since my sixth grade teacher made me sit beside her in the classroom because I was being naughty. I've been salivating over the RX-8 since May 2nd, 2003, but I always felt that the traditional two door, two seat RX will be the one that always holds a place in my heart. Now with my connections, and assuming I get a decent job, in 2008 I can have a practically brand new RX-7 to call my own.

Conan O'Brein had a baby girl yesterday; sorry Renee. That particular hero of mine gives me hope that I too may one day have sex with a girl (which I am assuming is how his wife got pregnant). For real though, Conan is cool.

I found out about Conan by using my phone. I finally figured out how to connect to the internet, and I was so in awe of the feature that I browsed all the news that was posted, including the entertainment section. Unfortunately, underneath the newborn baby's announcement was an article about a Sixteen Candles sequel. Sadly enough these reports are true. At least it will appear as a made for TV movie on the USA network, and not a major motion picture. It is peculiar how this article notes, "The original film also featured John Cusack, Joan Cusack and Edward Andrews. " Funny, but I don't remember John or Joan actually "featured" in this movie. If I remember correctly, there was only about one scene where they were leaning against a wall. Good thing too, as the career of everyone else who was in that movie was ruined shortly thereafter, including this Edward Anderwhatever guy.

Right now is a good time: I've been reading a lot, ideas have been clicking, and adventure enthusiasm is at an all time high. One last thing to mention though, that I just learned tonight: sunflower seeds and Twizzlers do not go together.

  Tuesday, October 14, 2003

I'm staying with Kyle Smith this week. Haven't seen Detroit yet, but we should be soon. Last week, while still in Chicago and realizing the trip ahead, I called Carolyn from a Barnes and Noble asking for a good book suggestion. She recommended The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd. With little questioning I purchased the book, and later read the description on the back, and I quote:

This is a remarkable novel about divine femaile power, a story that women will share and pass on to their daughters for years to come.

I feel so gay*. Upon finishing the book, I have decided I would attempt to feel less gay by making every male reading this feel more gay. This is from the book by the way:

As I worked, Zach pushed the lawn mower, shirtless... I tried not to look at him, his tight skin sparkling with sweat, his dogtag hanging from the chain around his neck, his shorts slung low on his hips, the little tuft of hair starting under his navel.

And if you want to help me out more you can go here.

Truth be told I enjoyed the book Carolyn has yet to make a bad book suggestion to me. I'm gonna try to do a lot of reading on this trip, Perenic gave me a bunch of books and I'm gonna start in on The Hobbit and try and finish that before I leave Detroit. Any other book suggestions will be appreciated.

*Nothing against gays, just being that way isn't my can of corn.

  Friday, October 10, 2003

From the roof deck of Dave's apartment you can see the sunrise over the Chicago skyline, and I did just that this morning. The entire spectacle amazed me and like an opening act I was first treated with a setting moon on the opposite horizon.

I've never really seen a moon set, and I guess set isn't the best way to describe it. As the moon approached the skyline it was absorbed by the morning mist. While still well above the horizon, the moon was overtaken by the fog until it's ever dimming shine became flush with the gray background. Everything then lit up from the sun and the sky turned clear, and as if by magic, the moon was gone.

I flipped my head around to notice the faint orange streak encompassing the city skyline. I have seen better sunrises, and hopefully will see one over the lake sometime shortly, but this still had the ability to numb the most cold and tight woman I could imagine. Through the dense thicket of building there was one sliver of sky the that sun emerged in and climbed up, like it was following a road to the heavens. The building shadows allowed me to peer into the brightened sky, and a larger sun I have never seen; like a succulent peach in the sky.

Diving away from the imagery for a moment, I also noticed the city growth. I spotted four cranes hovering over construction sites in the city, and across the street another building was being erected. Alex pointed to the lack of cranes as an indicator of a city's stagnant economic climate, during his visit to Pittsburgh this summer. I understood his point, but couldn't conceptualize it until now. I didn't know cities grew this fast, with skyscrapers popping up here and there. Minus two stadiums, the same buildings have existed back home since I was born.

Chicago has now impressed me on three separate occasions, and Dave's roommate Tim is pretty cool too: he made fun of stuff with me.

  Thursday, October 09, 2003

I don't like 'updates' but I don't like being at the bottom of Tom's blogroll even more, so here's three quick notes:

Homecoming was awesome; filled with IHOP trips, drunk people, and Ques hitting me in the face with the hard end of a half filled 2-liter bottle of Sprite.

I haven't shaved in three weeks and it's not looking too shabby. Actually shabby is exactly how it looks, but I was speaking in the sense of my beards overall progress and not its actual physical appearance.

I've been hanging out in Chicago this past week with Nat and Baldauff. Soon I'll be going to Perenic's but yesterday I got to see Willis. I gave him a big thumbs up for having the courage to leave Rose, it was a decision that I couldn't make on two seperate occasions. Then we talked about how funny all the Pike stuff was from a third party perspective.

A lot more interesting things have happened, but I'll wait until those stories reach fruition before I convey them. For now, more adventure looms.