Speaking of Bill...

Yes, speaking of me, a wonderful idea. Be warned though that this is not for the faint of heart. I will be bitching about my daily struggles with no talent ass clowns, the insufficient number of hours in a day and my neverending search for good food. Still here? Excellent. Read on and join in.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Holy Crap!

so Jesus emailed me this morning. silly gmail placed it immediately into my spam folder, but it's a good thing i check that from time to time. HE called me "Thor" and asked me if I need help with my "energy levels being at an all time low." Sounds like I got an errant email right? But how could this email not be for me?

- Jesus wouldn't make a mistake sending out an email
- Perhaps my god given name is Thor and my folks' english translation simply came out as Bill
- The subject line was "Yo" and I readily respond to that word on a daily basis

There was also an embedded link to someplace, but i haven't clicked on it yet. i figure i'm not baptized and so who know's what'll happen if i clicked it. i bet anyone that my computer would start acting crazy spewing porn windows like the girl from the exorcist. Let it be known that I do not normally click on spam, as I have no need for cialis or the likes...holy crap indeed...

Sunday, April 23, 2006

bang-bang

the other night lily, sarah and i watched several episodes of scrubs, season 1. it's a great show that's still going strong. it reminds me of a real-life family guy sitcom in the sense that it peppers reality with stream-of-consciousness thougts and tangents. we still have another disc for season 1 and season 2 is on deck. hey, does anybody have any suggestions on programs to rip dvds onto your computer?

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spamalot was fantastic this afternoon. they really kept the essence of what is monty and what is python. even the playbill had spoofs and jokes built into it.

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tomorrow is April 24th, you know what that means...yep...monday. and so i have one thing running through my mind right now - "i don't want to work, i just want to bang on the drums all day!"....over and over and over again...is it friday yet?!


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alternate title considered for this post: "don't want no scrubs..."

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

my new hobby...

so i guess my new hobby is to cannibalize other people's posts. today's winner is connie and her post about new hobbies. i found her post amusing and wondered how does My Heritage break down a person's image - skin tone? features? proportions? simple and pure racism? i uploaded my pic and let me know if you can pick the winner...

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answer: .ouy etah i .ouy etah i .ouy etah i ... neht ,evoba seciohc eht fo yna ot "seY" dias uoy fI

special thanks in advance to connie for being a good sport about this. and in support, i also have 100Gs here waiting for you.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

manual labor...

be warned, this post concerns the weekend. yeah, i know i'm late but let's be honest...nothing eventful ever happens to me during the work week.

so this weekend was fairly productive for me. i took the car in for routine maintainence, helped lily replace her bathroom faucet, replaced the burnt out light bulbs on the vaulted ceiling (by standing on my tip toes on the top of a ladder - not a fan of that), and the biggie...i dug up some earth and laid some foundation to extend lily's patio for the ginormous grill sarah's brothers bought us last year.

now that everything is said and done, i have to say...i'm just not cut out for manual labor. the easiest part was clearly taking the car in to have somebody else look at it. i used to think i was somewhat "handy" having grown up shadowing my father in his million and one tasks around the house. i thought i had a clue, but no, it's just not meant to be. we hit up home depot a couple of times in one day. what's more out of place in home depot than a semi-clueless asian guy heaving 30 pound patio blocks and 50 pound bags of limestone, levelling sand and top soil? ...an asian guy doing it in a polo shirt, khakis and dress shoes. next time, we'll stop home after church regardless of whether or not it's "more efficient" to go directly there.

the bandage on my right thumb is a constant reminder of how much i should stick to computers and the digital world. oh, what happened to my thumb? well, let's just say hammer+thumb+wood = F$#% ME! i don't know what hurts more, the blood blister that formed immediately or the blow to my ego.

i suppose the real lesson here is that "advance asian" does not mean capable of home-improvement. they're sold "as is" and i don't think they come with a warranty. i wonder if sarah knows...i wonder if she cares?

Sunday, April 02, 2006

another year, another notch in the belt...

Well, it happened – I turned a quarter of a century. I don’t feel any older and I don’t have any sage advice to pass on…but I did eat well. me sarah lily faisal connie neil frank and leejean joined up for a night of brazilian meat at brazzaz. here are some highlights of the evening...

-ran into my cousin stanley outside of the restaurant (what are the chances of that?)

-mitul forgot completely about the meal - his loss. this isn't so much a highlight as it was "vintage" mitul and i have to point it out

-connie gets the personal phone number of the sausage gaucho. i could say something dirty about meat on a stick but i'll refrain

-my vote for favorites goes to the grilled pineapple and the bacon wrapped chicken. i also won't be able to eat another sausage for a very very long time

- i ate an unhealthy amount of protein tonight. i had better go for a run tomorrow. speaking of running, good luck to faisal on the shamrock shuffle tomorrow

- it's 1:54 in the morning now and i think i've let enough time elapse that if i go to bed now, i won't die from meat related reasons

-i think most of the guys finished off enough food to make the evening somewhat worth the money. a bummer goes out to leejean who managed to down about $1.50 in salad greens. i don't think anybody is surprised by that, but all it means is that i appreciate her coming more, since she still came knowing full well that this wasn't her kinda joint

this is some of us before the feeding...


after the meatsweats have kicked in...


more of the aftermath...


highly efficient (and thoughtful) neil gave me this birthday card with an integrated gift certificate for the restaurant – money well spent!




some other titles considered for this post...

- lots of gauchos, but no gauchas

- memiors of a gaucho

- meatsweats unleashed

- i feel a little gross