fun for my life...

my friend, Thien, skipped out on not just his favorite all time SD band, but their unexpected reunion after breaking up. The band he didn't see has the name "Run for your fucking life" which is what I screamed at Thien each time I saw him all night. thien and I are both hoping the rumors that they're playing again tonight come true.

out and about

Saturday night I got a chance to celebrate my birthday with my friends. It was a low-key evening, though my head does hurt a bit today. I seem to remember getting a lot of drinks. I finished the orientation rewrite on thursday, helped teach a class on saturday, and am really looking forward to a nice sunday. I've already got everything I want to do for the day finished. The girl from a few posts ago is sleeping in my bed while I write this. score.

laughing all the way

i remember when I woke up at age 30, I was in my mom's guest room. I made 800 dollars a month working at SDSU, only to pay back 300 of it each month for fees and tuition. I drove an 89 Ford Escort with a top speed of about 65. i still woke up happy. This year, I woke up on my birthday again, having finished re-writing my first corporate class. The New Employee Welcome Session I rewrote for Mission Fed finally finished. My boss loves it, which is good. i worked on it for 6 months. he better like it. I woke up in an apartment a mile from the ocean, reflecting on the last year. I paid off 12,000 dollars of debt. I bought a "new" car. I have a good job that will only get better. I was invited to substitute teach the class on games and simulations. I am working on getting published. I turn down work all the time now that I'm busy. And Rich. I'm teaching another class tomorrow on wiki. Not so much teaching, as assisting, but still... to have input with a famous professor. cool. To have time for my studies. To have the job i love and to be able to leave at lunch each day, so I can go out and have fun. Awesome. Happy Birthday to me!

classy guy

I'm excited that I'll be teaching a college class this saturday. Not all by my lonesome, but actually co-teaching with my famous professor. I couldn't be happier. Actually. I could. I can. And I am. I'm following up my class with a date with the girl I met this past weekend. Classy guy that I am, I asked her out. To KFC! I asked her if she'd like to go out on Saturday and get a bucket of chicken together. There was dead silence on the phone. Then I said, OK, how about I take you somewhere nice... I'll even throw in a trip to the beach to watch the sunset before we go. I never did that before. negotiate a date like that. Start off low, then sweeten the deal with what is really an average date. Now it sounds nice. I wonder if we'll hit it off. I may need a woman who shares my same love for food in a paper bucket...

Guess he doesn't need the Trojans

If you are one of the other 6 USC basketball fans on the planet, you know all about how the SC program hired Rick Majerus as the coach for next year.... only to have him resign a week after accepting the position. He's doing the games on TV instead. Apparently that's not all he's "up" to. I copied the whole article from this article here. Bad Judd-gement ESPN's Rick Majerus, on a Kentucky-Tennessee college basketball game last week, might have made the strangest comment about a fan that's ever been uttered on TV sports. Majerus said he hoped to get a glimpse of Ashley Judd, an actress and Kentucky fan, so he wouldn't "have to watch adult videos back at the hotel." Said ESPN's Mike Soltys on Sunday, "We recognize it was inappropriate, as does Rick, and we apologize."

Beer Saves Man from Avalanche

This story is about a man who was going on vacation when an avalanche trapped him inside his Audi. He had 60 big bottles of beer with him, which shows he would be a pretty fun guy to go on vacation with. I'm sure he had other plans already. He wasn't planning on drinking all 30 liters of beer just so he could pee his way out of the snow. That's what he did. He had 60 500ml bottles of beer in his car as he was going on holiday, and after cracking one open to think about the problem he realised he could urinate on the snow to melt it. Ah, beer. It makes girls pretty, it makes my jokes funny. It even makes me a good dancer. Is there anything it can't do?