Clipped wings, Triple dubs and Creamy faces! (oh my!)

Its been a long long while since I last threw up a post. The reason for this is two fold, the first is that I apparently manged to use up my 5 gig limit via an Edge connection, no clue how I managed that. Because of this I have no Internets at home right now. Secondly although I've had time to post at work, I've spent it doing 'research' meaning I've spent it reading about the Iphone and various MP3 devices.

I'll attempt to remember the last 3 or so weeks in chrono order, I know the first hunk of joy I experienced came in the form of Angela's Birfday Bash.

stupid side note. Even after updating my blog the only way I am able to move this around in the text is to actually edit the HTML, pretty durn stupid! also girl in middle is the Legendary Seedorficus Hauticus enacting her haut barrier, not even the tricky DJ 'doosh face' was able to crack the shield.

It was as fun as advertised. Although I've come to the conclusion that you can't eat anywhere on mass street for your birthday unless you're a big fan of horrendous service. I think we sat around waiting to pay for a full 45 minutes until someone saw fit to deliver a bill. Then it was another 15 minutes until someone felt like picking the bill back up. This led to us being an hour late to the Sauna, er I mean Karaoke room. Imagine all the comfort of a clown car, all the heat of the LWO and all the awkward of an enkai and you can picture this karaoke room. I think we were only there for an hour and split out. It should be noted that between the karaoke club and the 'bar' (put in quotes because Brothers is more of a dooshbag watering hole then a bar) Ang had a wardrobe change, it was classic Ang.

Anyway, the bar was a really fun time. Two stories in particular stand out in my memory. The first is the story behind that picture. More or less since I've known Ang she's fed us sweet nothings on the unbelievable force of beauty known as Kelly Seedorf. She has been described as having an advanced 'haut guy' barrier that re-diverts the likes of us to wing-women and beer-goggle-morning-mistakes. We were lead to believe her Chesticular pressence would have us JIMPing at first sight; this however was not the case. Kelly is certainly an attractive lass, but there are only a handful of women on the planet that could have lived up the legend. My second favorite happening was the owning via awkward of Mr. Popped collar. While Jones/MrDer/myself were dancing w/ Ang/(Traveling circus of hot chicks) some hilarious supreme doosh came grinding into the group. I figured the easiest and funniest away to send him on his merry was to return the grinding favor. His tiny D-bag brain was unable to cope with the situation and he fled as fast as he could, I chuckled for a great while afterwards.

A few scant weeks after the travesty of Ginovese (the restaurant on mass we attended for the Ang bashtacular) we finally found a restaurant that IS awesome for birfday parties! All hail Casa Agave! Casa Agave is a new mexican't restaurant that opened rather close to where I live, it has affordable meals and is most tasty (IMO). However its birthday wishes are what truly make it great. The ridiculous fun begins with 4 of our 10 member group ordering margarita's of ridiculous size. I believe they are called 'monsters'; they are 27 oz margarita's in a giant marg glass, very silly looking! Anyway we inform the waiter that its Mike's birthday and before long a grouping of probably 8 spanish/mexican men come forth to serenade Michael. And a waitress brings him out a GIANT fried ice cream platter, with TONS of whip cream. She then proceeds to stand around awkwardly for the duration of the singing. The singing to me sounded like a group of Mexicans singing an Italian love song in Spanish; but I'm told it was just some Spanish birthday wishes song. They then follow this up with an American happy birthday (with us singing along of course).

Then the reason for the waitress to be lingering is finally made clear when she begins to spoon feed Mike the fried ice cream. This led to a sneak attack that I never would have seen coming! On the fourth or so spooning of whip cream into his mouth she neatly, efficiently and purposefully whipped an entire spoon of whip cream all over his face. Photo ops, laughter at our table, laughter by random strangers, smiles, joy, cures for cancer. It was an excellent birthday meal to say the least.

In much sadder news, that same week Jessica suffered from a cruel attack of GINGIVITIS!

She is on some fun pain meds and antibiotics now, and it appears to be helping alot, but she is going to have a follow-up exam by a specialist this Wednesday. If you somehow still believe there is a god send her your prayers, otherwise just send her luck bolts! Ohh and she doesn't actually have GINGIVITIS! I just needed an excuse to put up a cartoon monster. Its some kind of broken tooth or something, I'll know more after Wednesday I hope.

Now back to joyous experiences! The unstopable force met the very movable, kickable and piss-on-you-when-your-down'able object this weekend when the Kansas Aldrich's tore apart the Dayton 'flyers' (hilarious name!). It was touch and go, especially in the first half, and I'm still terrified about us being a two man team. But if Aldrich plays like that we will crush everyone! Plus the competition on our way to the FF is less intimidating then I first thought it was. My bracket did take a kick in the junk that probably knocks me out of the tournament when Mizzou rode gutless tactics and referee computer assistance to the Sweet Sixteen. My poor Golden Eagles had their wings clipped prematurely. Makes me very sad, they are a very fun team to watch.

In non-event news we have a couple of new purchases living with us. The first of them are two new sofa pieces. We now have what looks like a very tall capital L in our living room (Jessica has photo's but she hasn't been blogging lately). I really love how we can buy these piece by piece (we have 5 pieces now). It lets us gather a nice couch a little bit at a time and allows us to change the design of it as we see fit. I think we will end up making it an additional piece thicker in the middle but otherwise it will be exactly the same. The other new addition is very dangerous new device. It gives off unhealthy levels of cool radiation. I've been playing extra sessions of D&D and Magic the Gathering in order to live in such close proximity to its hipness. Jessica is the first to get one, but I plan on getting one as well as soon as we can afford for me to do so.

Beware its brain altering cool!

Really the only other development in my life is an addition to my after-work work-out. I've always spent around 45min-60min doing a basic rotation weight regimen but as I've gotten plumper then I've ever wished to be I've decided to kick it up a notch and add in some yogging. currently I'm running about 3 miles in around 25 minutes (with a 5 minutes cool down). I've managed to force myself to do this everyday except when my Ipod dies prematurely, its just to hard to make myself run in silence for 30 minutes. That is much of the reason I am down with getting an Iphone so I have a new MP3 playing device.

Well this has already gotten way out of hand, so to my royal reader(s) I say adu!

Spring?!?

(I can only assume the reason I can't move these photo's anywhere is because my work users IE6 which is painful in ways you can only know if you are forced to websurf without tab browsing as well. Anyway these photo's will make more sense with further reading. The second picture is just me wondering why I have a beer in my hand.)

I don't want to jump to conclusions but is Spring actually on its way? Its supposed to be 80 degree's of bliss today! I've looked into Obama's weather plan for the rest of the week and it gets 'chilly' again after Saturday, but I think it still has highs in the 50s! Now if I can just get the rest of this Poison Ivy to bugger off I'll be ready for outside wonderment!

We have Ang's Birfday partay this Saturday, I'm looking forward to it! Not so much because its Ang's birfday but because we finally get uncorked on the elusive Seedorf! I plan on drinking whatever amount properly prepares me to embarrass everyone present except for myself as I long ago became immune to my own shenanigans. I'm really hoping my hair is long enough to 'top knot' or at least to 'multi knot.' That should make me 'pretty' enuf to sit in genovese, amirite?

Ok, enuf looking into the year 2000, might as well tell my 1-2 readers all of whom already know what I have been up to... what I have been up to (try making sense of that, I dare you!).

Last weekend Karma put the pimp hand down. I spent Saturday evening/night over at gary's kept-man(I use this term very loosely)-lodge at a haut-ub party. It was a ridiculous amount of fun, a whole lot was drank, pong was played, asses were pounded - but not in the same way as is custom in DJ/Hamids home, paddles were broken, tickles were dished out, and what can only be described as a violently/joyfully/erotic game of leg king of the hill was played. My punishment for this came two fold. The first of which involved a confusing trip into Walmart at 3:00 that morning. Why we 'had' to go shopping at that ungodly time with my legs barely listening to my slurred commands I'll never know. I'm pretty sure I spent 4 decades wandering its hallowed halls in search of Mush (polentia if you hate Amurika) only to come up empty handed and disheartened.

The second punishment came the morning after. At some unholy hour of the day like 9:30 Jessica starts frantically getting out of bed which awoke me from my slumber. When asked why she would be moving when not moving seemed to be where the smart money was she responded that she thought she heard a knock on the door. I mostly assumed this was either a case of her paranoid hearing of things or at most a postman that was drugged out and thought today was Monday. Turns out it was the people who wanted to take our beleaguered hot tub off our hands. Why they were out at this time of day with 4 inches of snow on the ground only Beelzebub himself could tell you, but there they were, waiting for us to arise. Thus did I face the cold, unfriendly morning with a pounding headache and zero motivation. After an hour or so they were gone with the haut-ub in tow, but I knew I had done wrong the night before to pay for a night of haut-ub bliss with a morning of haut-ub pain.

Other then that all I've been up to is minimal house work and attempting to update my Ipod, btw if anyone reading this knows anything about Ipods after I get this thing all updated is it fairly easy to transfer everything exactly as it is on this Ipod to a new model? I really hope so cause to say this thing is on its last legs would be giving false hope to paraplegics. But its given me a reason to listen through various albums I had not yet listened to, dig through Mikes neverending supply of terrible music for that which I want to keep and remind me of what music I need to download at a whopping 3k/sec or whatever trash rate I get. I really really really want to hook an antenna up to our internet so that its not so terrible, it fairly regularly picks up the 3G signal now, but it picks it up so weakly I try to make it switch back to edge as edge is actually faster at its far superior signal strength. Currently our money is being siphoned by my boy blue, our couch. We bought the most expensive of all the parts to it a week ago, but it won't arrive for another couple of weeks. Then we only have 3 more pieces to buy (I think) and they are all the 'cheapish' parts. But each still comes in at around $150+ after shipping.

I've finally gotten myself back in the swing of things as far as going to the gym. Its not that I've been a whole lot the last couple weeks, but the times I have gone I've actually enjoyed it again. I have no idea what changed, maybe its just spring time. I don't want to figure it out either way, I'm just happy that its fun to do again. I'm hoping the weather clears up enough in the next couple o weeks that myself and the band of merry men can once again play a rousing game of broken ankles that some people call football once a week. I'm in desperate need of some excuse such as that to start getting in shape, so that on the weekends and a night or two of tennis during the week should go a long way towards making me less of an American.

And just so everyone knows, I still believe the Dream of Tyler Thigpin, but apparently the Chiefs don't...