Tunnel Lights

I've almost made it. Suicide Greek has almost made me want to slit my wrists a few times. But I've realized that there are reasons to live. Now there's only a test to deal with.

And in other random news :

I haven't been watching American Idol much this season, but I was glad to find out that Constantine was kicked off. He creeped me out.

In the Aftermath

So I'm officially over the raping and pillaging of my Honda.

What stings the most is that my John Legend CD was still in the player when they jacked it. It's the little things....

My wife has graciously allowed me to swap cars with her. (She's selfless and knows how co-dependent I am on music).

Best wishes to all of you who are going through finals (Sheol).

Give Me a Break

Mondays are always packed full of odds and ends that I have to take care. But today takes the cake.
I go out to my car in the parking lot only to find my driver's side door cracked open. My fear grew as I got closer and opened up the door. Sure enough : I've been robbed.
Kenwood CD player : Gone. Alpine Amp : Gone.
They did such a clean job --- nothing broken, nothing else taken (even the little bit of cash sticking out of the cupholder).
Of course I don't have any comprehensive insurance on my beautiful 1994 Honda Accord with 215,000 miles....
I'm almost over my pity party...give me a little while.

Beef

If you're into steak, you might try Randy's Steakhouse in Frisco. The creamed spinach goes well with the filet.
The Starkey's give it 3 stars (out of 4).

How to Have an In-Home Geyser

Since we've lived at Post Square we've had little to no maintenance problems. Tonight changed all of that.
Elaine was making me a nice little BLT (minus the T because we were out). At one point she had the faucet turned on. Next thing we know, the entire faucet head had shot off and we had an in-home geyser erupting in our kitchen.
I honestly think it was God's doing --- giving me a good laugh.





Our Faucet

Texas Rangers, Oakland Athletics, and CRACK

Tuesday was a pretty nice day for baseball, unless you were sitting in my seat. I went to see the Rangers play that afternoon and was surprised by how many people are free on Tuesday afternoons.
The view of the game was great, but unfortunately I was sitting behind a severe case of plumber's butt. This rather large hispanic man (and his young daughter) were in the row in front of me. Every time he stood up and sat down, 4 to 5 inches (seriously) of pure crack came out of his jeans. It was in plain sight (our entire section was reacting) and it was plain wrong. Couldn't he feel the breeze back there? No self-awareness at all.

High Price

One of the benefits of being a guy is not having to wear horribly uncomfortable shoes (except those plastic-like ones you get from the rental place for weddings).
Today there was a sidewalk sale at WestVillage. Since Elaine and I didn't have to do any visits for apartment life, we had a free afternoon and walked down there. She had on these really high heels (of which I'm a fan.)
She complained of a blister on the way, but didn't really make too big of a deal about it. But when we stopped into our first store, she looked down and blood was practically rushing out of her shoe. We got her cleaned up with only 4 or 5 on-lookers, strapped a band-aid on, and went on our merry way.
I don't know whether or not to think she's ultra-tough or just crazy....but I'm just glad it ain't me.



When our dog dresses up.

It's the Hooka

Recently I learned that even I could have my own blog.
I use to pride myself on being on the trendy side of technology - but it seems that I've fallen behind. However, I tread on the heels of greatness....aspiring only to be in the same ballpark as Matt and Jon. Thanks for the inspiration.