I Witnessed A Murder Today

 

...read a headline in The Stranger. A publication here in Seattle that flirts with the obscene and disturbing. Ahem:

 

I was riding home from school today on my bus, listening to music and not paying attention to anything. As we were stopping at one of the bus stops, a girl in the back started screaming. I looked back and saw her pointing out the window, and I followed her stare. Out in an unfenced yard were three guys. Two of them standing, one of them was on the ground, bloody. The taller of the two men had a baseball bat and was about ready to smash it into the downed man's head again, when the men realized a whole busload of kids was looking at them. As the bus driver radioed in the 911 call, the other man, who hadn't been doing anything, took a pistol out of his pocket and shot the guy in the head. At this point, the whole bus was in shock and glued to the morbid scene. The two men got into a car and sped off. When I came home I was visibly shaken. I told my mom what I had just seen. Then she got scared and said, "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "FRESH" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought "Nah, forget it,  yo homes to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabbby, "Yo homes, smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.

 

-Anonymous

 

PS: If you didn't laugh out loud (LOL) in real life (IRL) at this article, then you obviously do not have a soul.

116403

 

That is a partial number of miles I've flown from 11/16/2004 to 10/12/2006. This does not include:

 

 -Flights on America West, United, Frontier, US Airways, Continental or ATA airlines.

 -Flights for vacations that I used award miles to purchase.

 -Flights on partner airlines (AA, Northwest, Delta, LAN) that did not make it on my mileage statement.

 

Last year I missed MVP Gold status by about 5000 miles. I was pissed. This year is a different story, I'll make Gold on my way home from NC. How does one get to MVP Gold status? Well allow me to tell you. Annual qualification for just straight MVP is 25,000 miles. Qualification for MVP Gold is another 25,000 miles on top of that - all told, 50,000 miles.

 

116403 miles. Thats...

... 4.67 times around the earth.

... approximately half the distance to the moon.

... driving from NY to LA 42 times.

... 614,607,840 rulers. (math a little hazy)

... 1707244 NFL football fields.

 

Fin

 

This place has to have the most confusing freeway system in the nation. If you get going the wrong way on a highway you're unable to turn around for 10 miles! The combination of concrete burms, no left turn lanes, right turn only lanes and no 4 leaf clover style on/off ramps guarantee the would-be, rental car driving businessman to be lost for HOURS on end. That and there are no gas stations. Anywhere.

 

On a positive note I've discovered something called the 'red-eye' at the Charlotte Convention Center Starbucks.

 -Tall drip coffee.

 -One (or two) shots of espresso.

 -Spatula.

 

The spatula doesn't go in the coffee...  its to peel your ass off the wall after you drink said coffee. Good bye triple tall americano - hello deliriously caffienated bliss. Remember Beavis after he's had too much sugar? Heh.. yeah...

 

Fin (cornholio!)

...DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXAS!

 

Yeah, I went back to Texas last week. As my friend Alj says, it was "sub optimal". Having to work kinda takes the majesty out of the Texas experience. The food was good, but holy crap, there's absolutely nothing to do around the DCC. Next trip: North Carolina. Never been there before. Should be... ah.. interesting. More Dallas pics posted.

 

Fin

So I've got this nifty little thing called a stat tracker on my site here. Not only does it tell me how many hits I get in a day, a week, a month, but also WHO looks at it. I noticed my hits are up 300% in the last week, logging 15-20 hits a day - 80% of those by one single user.

 

Looks like I've got myself a secret admirer. Or a stalker. Either way I'm flattered. I'll try to post more stuff to keep you entertained. And hey, if you get the balls, you can even out yourself by leaving a comment.

 

Fin

So I can't just stop at telling you that I went to see Muse in concert. Now I need to tell you how great the concert was. I'm having difficulty finding words to describe what I heard, but the title of this post is pretty close. Walking away from the Paramount my legs were shaking as if I'd just been completely satisfied. If you haven't seen your favorite band in concert then I highly suggest you do it. Its an experience unlike any other. We had mezzanine seats, so the view was good, but it doesn't compare to getting completely wrecked in the pit. Next time.

 

Fin

 

Check out:

 

Muse: Blackholes & Revelations, Absolution (<-- hell yeah) and Showbiz.

Okay - so the previous post was created in anger. It WAS a horrible day because I stood a chance of missing a concert. Not just any concert, mind you, but Muse. My current project was beyond out of control and in order to rectify the situation I had to pull an all nighter. At 7pm, an hour before the concert started, I made a conscious decision. FUCK WORK. You only live once. So with the project still in jeopardy and not anywhere near completion, I packed up my shit and left.

 

I chose, wisely.

 

Fin

 

PS - No, I'm not completely irresponsible. The project is now back on schedule. Yeah, I'm that good.

Today was probably number 4 in the top 5 worst days at work ever. See me for details.

 

1.) MGB 2004. Break Out - HOL conversion. 22 straight hours, 1.5 hours sleep, 6am crew call.

2.) Xbox 360 Launch. Strike. 52 straight hours.

3.) September 2003. Terminated from Verizon Wireless (funny story about that).

4.) Today.
5.) Possibly tomorrow.

 

Honorable mentions:

 

-Any event in Florida.

-Any large event loadout.

-Anything involving Vista.

 

Fin

Three new members of the century club as of 9/30/2006. 100 shots of beer in 100 minutes. We even time lapsed it! And no, the house didn't catch on fire, that was Mr. Will Davis' smoke machine going bonkers.

 

 

Fin