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our brush with BLANCHE
06.26.05 (9:09 am)   [edit]

after speaking to 4 out of 5 members of blanche on the phone last night, i can conclusively say i'm a changed man. they were very nice and most of the time i couldn't manage to say much anything interesting. i said something like "you rock the pedal steel, man." to feeny. i asked tracee if she realized we were the biggest blanche fans in the universe. and she said something like "yeah, it sounds like you are. yep." i asked little jack if he'd touched the hand of jack white. and he said "yeah, i guess i have." we didn't get to speak to little lisa jaybird jannon. but, everything else quite made up for it. my precious coco got the sweeter end of the deal with them giving her some blanche trading cards and a shirt in transit for me. she didn't get to go into the 21+ club, but blanche came out afterwards and played her a 4 or so set song. bluebird, superstition, irene, and possibly another new one. she said she couldn't hear very well cuz it was outside. being that she was about 5 feet away from them, i find this hard to believe. but wow. what an incredible night to talk to a group of people you collectively worship. travis and i were shaking and at one point in the phone conversations i had to pass travis the phone while i was dry heaving and unable to speak. this is all very real. it sounds ridiculous and funny, but so true. afterwards, we sat around in a stunned silence analyzing our converesation wondering if we said anything embarrassing or regretable. travis only regrets that he didn't ask who the old people in the 'someday' video were. i myself have no regrets. it was a surreal, insane night.



when you receive these pictures on your phone, you have a right to be physically jealous, as i was. to become more familiar with blanche, please visit the link on the left side of the blog.

 
street life
06.21.05 (7:41 pm)   [edit]

a picture of the car. more fancy ones to come. but my camera ran outta batteries. : /


 
the hardest part
06.20.05 (7:18 pm)   [edit]

today is 6/20/05 and i decided to buy the car today. i refused to hit their 'we made a sale' ceremonail gong. i resisted all their evil peer pressure and added warranties. i'm not one to bow to anyone. the car feels weird. like it's not mine. it's like i'm on some extra long test drive. i think the hardest part will be making that sickening feeling of me spending all my money to go away. i'll take pictures of the thing when i have time this week. my brother and sister say it fits me. they like it. now, i just needa turn 25 or get married to make insurance cheaper. that'll help.


so my brother officially moved back today as well. i helped him unpack a few things. i really like his place. it's roomy yet cozy. good lighting, cool knick nacks everywhere to make the place feel original too. i'm planning on setting aside a night to go run with him each week. and i'm also setting aside a night each week to hang out with my sis and go to the driving range or something.


i've also started enforcing my idiot comments policy. they shall all be deleted both from the blog and from my memory. however, if they continue to persist, i shall be forced to take higher action and create a brand new blog and leave them out of it. how's that? yessss i am that stubborn. but for now, i won't let it bug me. it's just a waste of people's time to make weird comments that have no effect on me.

 
it's a law
06.18.05 (4:40 pm)   [edit]

went and golfed today. the best shot i had is when i botched a 9 iron shot into the green and it rolled a foot away from the cup. almost made an eagle. we took the guys from work and they all had a good time. except it turned out this mild mannered guy from our work had the mouth like unto a toilet and cursed up a thunderstorm if he ever screwed up. but man he could hit the ball far when he didn't screw up. after that i went over to tom's and he changed the oil in my car and we hung out and his mom offered me basically every drink in their house. water, powerade, coffee, tea, BEER (umm no thanks i'm not old enough and it's gross.) root beer, water again, water again. she eventually gave me a second bottle of water. nice lady but kinda strange. and everyone in the entire family was smoking except me and tom. his family and their extended family all totally love me somehow. it's like all the good by the book families hate me, and tom's drinking smoking family loves me. i dun get how that works. but yeah. it was an ok day. now i'm off to visit my old boss since i haven't spoken with her in like 6 months and owe her that visit.


all "mean" anonymous comments will not be tolerated. even if they're jokes. it's just retarded to put your time and efforts into making my brow furrow. and if you hate me, at least be cool enough to tell me who you are and why. none of these mystery comments.

 
you get the car, i'll get the night off
06.14.05 (2:39 pm)   [edit]

my car is officially 'for sale' as of tonight. all you interested utah bloggers pm me for details ;> i'll say it's $999 obo and runs quite well, actually.


liesel is moving to california in a couple days and she already (if she's not a huge idiot) can see JUDE on the 18th in la. AND (this is the part that makes me violently ill) she gets to see BLANCHE. TWO DAYS IN A ROW. let me repeat that. SHE GETS TO SEE BLANCHE... TWO DAYS IN A ROW. now i am THE BIGGEST BLANCHE FAN IN THE WORLD. the jealousy is so intense that i'm physically sickened thinking about this. however, i've advised her to buy me a shirt and have dan miller bless and sign it. or even a feeny signature will do. either way i'm sure i'll be a translated, enlightened garbage picker.


oh and i wont go too into the details but i've likened my entire workplace to be all analogies of episode III, in as non dorky way as possible. i, of course play the role of anakin, the young confused jedi who is untrusted and toys with the dark side. ok i'm off.

 
blackbird
06.13.05 (4:30 pm)   [edit]

today i asked my boss if she liked blackbird. "what's that?" she asked me. "umm.. that beatles song." i said. "oh, i dunno it. i'm not really into the beatles." that's what she said. now i'm not a beatles freak or a huge fan myself. but you HAVE to know the beatles and you HAVE to know blackbird. it's like.. hmm. yeah. it was crazy. so i busted out the ipod and had her listen to it. the awesome thing about an ipod is that at any instant you can share any song in the world with whoever you want. "have you heard that song? no? i've got it right here." it's perfect.


on wednesday we're supposed to have a summer bbq for work. i convinced the higher ups to let us go to a park rather than having a bbq in an office. they figured this was prolly a good suggestion. plus i think my offer of frisbee had some leverage. i also said for ever 10 cents on the hourly wage they raised me, it would = 20 minutes of hardcore frisbee time. i think it'll work. i actually think they're planning on raising my wage since i've taken on 90% of the responsibilities of my boss and she's taken on all this other stuff herself. it only makes sense.


i signed up for a couple college classes this week and now i needa go over em with a counselor to see that i'm starting everything out right. i needa make sure to get this stuff all done. however, the batman movie might get in my way. we've got plans to see that on wednesday. it seems like i'm the only human in the world that knows it's opening on wednesday. so at least the theater won't be crowded. it will be a nice pay day. now all this upbeat sounding news just has to last me through... umm august. yes. that should do it.

 
the green lights turning to red all night
06.10.05 (7:39 pm)   [edit]
i like the night time. everything is completely different in the dark. with the green lights turning to red all night. there's that sense of urgency that "everybody is doin somethin" so you should be doing something too. however, friday nights aren't as crazy cuz i wake up all early so i can't stay up as late. this is all a post about how i like night time. heh. i like how the weather cools down. you get that breeze. you get the stars (depending on where you are.) i get my night time loud music playlist on my ipod where all my songs make me wanna dance or go crazy. the only thing that's not so good is that time goes by faster than it does in the day. even faster. these days, my days are over before i know it. your time is all occupied like mine is being now. gotta jet.
 
what is that you're trying say?
06.06.05 (4:50 pm)   [edit]
new rule. if yr gonna leave me comments, at least leave em with a name so i can sorta get an idea who you are. what's with these mystery comments? sheesh. don't mess with my paranoia!
 
strange love
06.02.05 (7:26 pm)   [edit]

the 4dlmdbbbqe is tomorrow night. it's fun to have something like that to look forward to. i wasn't able to attend jen's bi-annual school induced bonfire, at least i think they're bi-annual. i was out running around all night doing stuff. so very tired. but then i come home and don't rest up properly, then get up the next day and do it allll over againnnn.


i was shocked to see jack white married some model named karen elson. she starred in the blue orchid video. she's pretty good lookin (for a girl) and that's your white stripes joke. i don't swing that way for the joke impaired. however, jack claims they were married on a canoe where 3 rivers met together in south america. which i think is a lie. jack likes the weird myths and has a thing with 3s. plus they said it was jack's first marriage, and everyone knows that's a lie. it's just so weird to have meg be his maid of honor and have her on the canoe with him. what's that like watching your ex spouse getting remarried right in front of you? they're weird.


speaking of weird. it's been brought to my attention that I'M weird. what the heck? i'm weird? i know i'm different and original. i'm FRESH. not weird. but EVERYONE has agreed to me being weird. weird people are just.. weird. like it's the perfect word to describe em. they're just odd to be around. but i really don't feel like one of those people. i think i'm misunderstood and have a diff sense of humor than a lot of people and i do weird things and have really focused interests in music and stuff. but it doesn't make me one of THOSE weird people. the thing that bugs me about weird is that it's neither good nor bad with the ladies. it's just... neutral. it's like being told you smell like a boy. it's neither good nor bad. you just have a boy smell. i guess i'd rather smell neutral than smell like a girl. ok, now i'm weirding myself out.

 
passive manipulation
06.01.05 (6:32 pm)   [edit]

i worry about so much crap. on the surface i'm always calm and cool but underneat i'm always plotting my next move and planning for "what ifs" just an example of the retarded thing that kept me up last nite. i tossed and turned wondering how i'd move my bed and desk if i ever moved. wondering who had a truck i could borrow. how retarded is this? i have no current plans to move. it's really weird. so i'm pretty sure i have an ulcer. or maybe there's a medical term for "constant stomach ache syndrome" maybe that's what i'll name it.


im excited to see my brother got his old job back, sorta. he'll be filling the position his old manager left vacant. so it'll be good for him to come back "home." milwaukee gamble paid off. it only took 18 months or so.


the friday night shindig is just a couple days away. i wonder how that'll be. and work is kinda crazy. hiring people to fill in some future positions. i worry about my team in the near future, we'll be down 2 vets and we'll have to start fresh with new people who's resumes really dont impress me. but i guess they took a risk on me and it paid off.

 
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