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| Friday, December 07, 2001
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Damn Ice Cream machine at McDonalds. There's a serious design flaw with those Ice Cream Machines they have at McDonalds. Is it me or are they always broken?? I went there for lunch and that's all I wanted, a McFlurry: "Sorry, the machine is broken." What the heck is wrong with it? I bet you it's the same machine used from the original McDonald's thirty years ago. Better yet, they keep replacing it with Washer/Dryer parts. One day, just like the Ice Making Machine in The Perfect Storm, it's gonna bite them in the ass, just without all the fish and homo-eroticism.
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Karma Chameleon. P.Diddy picked up a GameCube yesterday. I think that officially makes him the most slovenly person alive, yet we all benefit from this! If some thieves broke into their house and carted away the Television/Entertainment center, not only would they be carting away his life, but his hopes, his dreams. I'm pretty sure he'd sacrifice CarrozziGirl to keep it. Hahahahaha, j/k! Can't wait to check it out...
Song of the Day:
1.) Beatles - Drive My Car.
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| Thursday, December 06, 2001
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Dude. Ok, they got me flying out to California from the 18th to the 20th. This is gonna suck, I'm so sick of flying. The C++ final went ok tonight, I hope. Of course, I think The General was the first person to finish his test. The shmuck. The Little Fever is spending the night at my apartment tonight, drinking my beer and using my computer. When he's old enough, I hope to return the favor.
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Math Blowout. Last night was our last class lesson for our math class. Anyways, the first two chapters were a breeze. I mean, we're rocking and rolling so I think 'Shit, I could do this in my sleep!' so I decide to nod off and on. Then suddenly, we hit the final chapter and she busts out this monstrous equation to memorize that takes a good 15-20 minutes per problem. What the? Homegirl couldn't give us a break! Then we have about fifteen minutes left in class. "Well since we have time left, this won't be on the final, but it's good to know." She busts out into another equation and i'm freaking spent dude. I couldn't do it anymore. I hear the General behind me throw his notebook down and with a huge sigh. That was probably the most exhausting class ever.
Later on that night, I was talking to P.Diddy and CarrozziGirl. They were watching Pearl Harbor and CarrozziGirl goes: "Hey, did you know the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor?" I said, "Yeah, they used planes too." Haha, that's an exaggeration, but funny nonetheless. I could hear P.Diddy in the background saying something, but it must of been funny too.
Song of the Day:
1.) Oasis - Force of Nature.
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Cindy Davis alert. It started off this morning: "Hey Hai, there's something wrong with my computer." So I say, ok, she probably has fifteen instant messengers open, a Country Music Screensaver and trying to shop for bargains at Ashford dot com. Anyways, I never get to 'fixing' the problem. Then I get an email virus from our ex-sales rep. No biggie. Then I walk to the front and was talking to Albert: "Hey did you get that email virus from so and so?" he says "Yeah I did. Funny." Then Cindy turns around, "What email virus? I thought it was a screensaver!" so I asked her if she ran it, and if there was a screensaver. "Yes I ran it. No there was no screensaver." Damnit. I work with this all day.
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| Wednesday, December 05, 2001
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H-Dog, again on a jet plane. Ok, gone to Cali. from the 16th to the 20th. Sigh.
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Dude, ain't doing nothing! There's so much I have to do right now at work, but I'm waiting on people to give me some information so I can move forward. If any of these fools knew I was sitting on my ass listening to MP3's, i'd be fired in a sec (well probably not). So DAVE, I know you read this crap, not a word or i'll slash your cheap ass Firestones on your compact sports-SLOWdan. Hahhahahahaha, muahahahaha...
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Class got out early last night = The General wants to go to Fry's. When we got there, there was this pretty big line waiting to purchase some expansion for that game Everquest that The General always try's to get us to play. He went to go mingle with his mongoloid kind while I checked out the new DVD Releases. Eventually I saw him again in the Networking Equipment section, where he picked up a Network Switch (i think it was, or just a simple router) and looks at the price: "Wow, 40 bucks. That's a good price." I'm pretty sure he didn't have a clue what it was, but the prospect of some network equipment that costs something within his buying power, really irked his senses. When we were leaving, the Fry's employee in charge of rustling up the cattle for the aformentioned expansion pack started saying names on the "list". Only a few copies of the actual expansion set were available for sell, so throngs of geeks were turned down.
I went to go buy my stuff when two Beasts from the Cracks of Hell were in front of me in line. "Man, i'm gonna go home and install it tonight." said one, "No way, I'm gonna install it when I get home RIGHT AWAY!" both started snorting. In between the fits of laughter, they were pointing to the way cool Cleric/Ranger chick on the inside flap, saying she was hot. I couldn't wait to get the hell outta there.
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So i'm driving to work.. In the wake of the Sept. 11th Attacks, I have seen plenty of beautitudes in regards to our country, ranging from "America: Home of the Brave" and "God Bless the USA". This morning I was in for a real treat, try this one out: "America Rocks!!". This wasn't no hand made sticker, it was a professionally printed one. Where does a guy get one of those? And how much does America Rock? Louder and heavier than say, Krokus? Were they referring to the band, America? So many questions for such a mediocre drive to work.
Song of the Day:
1.) Jimmy's Chicken Shack - Do Right.
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| Tuesday, December 04, 2001
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What a nasty ass morning. I tell you what, it's groggy out there. There's nothing but nasty fog, semi-cold and all around humidity. Talk about one crappy Wintertime. Anyways, plans are brewing for New Years...and it sounds good. If I can talk POTG into going downtown, we'll have it made...muahahahaha. Laters.
Song of the Day:
1.) Afghan Whigs - Be for Real.
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| Monday, December 03, 2001
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Still operating. I didn't get back from that thing last night until about 1AM. Then at 5:30 in the morning MethodJoe's Grandma calls and asks me to wake Joe up. I try in vain, but he slept like a rock. Then I woke up an hour later to get ready for work, now i'm fixing to head home to crash out and then do some studying before class tonight.
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MixMaster H. So I go to this DJ gig my older brother is doing for the local McDonald's Corporate Conglomerate (basically all the store managers and/or salary people). For the first two or three hours, we just loop the "Long Le Christmas Jamz" over and over again because everybody was eating the shoddy food and making internal Mickey D's jokes. By this point the H-Dog has already had about three Jack and Cokes and my brother, a couple of beers. We're cracking jokes about "how the Burger King party was much better" and I think at one drunken point I muttered something into the microphone in the vein of: "Heeyyry, less git thiss prarty strartejed..!". One thing is for certain, when you don't know the crowd, there's always one song you can fall back on: The Chicken Dance. At two or three times that night we had to pull it back into the playlist. I was controlling the boards this one time and noticed we had Setting Sun by the Chemical Brothers. Well, these people weren't ravers so it didn't go to well..what did I do to rectify? Chicken Dance. Man, I hate that song.
We had a couple debates. One was if this one girl had fake breasts or not, which he thought they were and I didn't. Another was putting in that song "When I Got High" by Afroman. We didn't know if it was the censored version or not, but towards the very end we decided to play it. It was the illecit version. Doh. It was cool, because the H-Dog played the "H to the Izzo" to a crowd of none. I drank too much. Bleaauurrgh.
My brother's digital camera was there so we took a few shots, i'll post them when I get them..
Song of the Day:
1.) The Chicken Dance - Polka Style.
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| Sunday, December 02, 2001
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What a beer drenched weekend. First off, Friday cruised down to Smallville--err I mean San Marcos to hang w/Troy, Angela and The Gimp. After a night of tremendious drinking, went home and crashed. Waking up Sat. I come to hear that The Gimp spent the night in San Marcos and was still hanging out down there. The General wants to cruise down there to check out the X-Box's Halo w/Four players (tanks, ghosties..oh my. very fun). So we go down there. Towards the end of the night Jake, Amy and Emily invite us to go down to the Saxon Pub. The Gimp is the only one that wants to go. Seeing how it was raining in Austin, we're cruising down I35 in his piece of shit truck WITH NO WINDSHIELD WIPERS OPERATING. We lived through the harrowing experience to finally end up at The Saxon. Danny Barnes (who I didn't know till finding out later, was frontman to The Bad Livers) was playing. If you're into I guess, 'progressive' bluegrass music, this was very cool.
On a side note, I downloaded Episodes 1-7 (still missing 4 though) of Smallville. If you're interested in seeing Superman as a Superchump, i'll burn ya'll a CD with the shows on them.
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