it's my party and i'll cry if i want to...

So I turned 5 1/2 years old today...or is it tomorrow...who knows? A couple more years and I get a real one...I can't wait. I'm currently watching episodes of Chip N' Dales Rescue Rangers on my laptop and earlier I was playing around with Yahoo! Voice...it's pretty cool I guess but I suppose it's better if you have a webcam. I actually haven't really done anything all day but since it's sorta kinda maybe my birthday I'm allowed to do nothing.

[The first pair of tickets I was selling to the Belle & Sebastian show in Philly sold the other day...I could've gotten a lot more for them since they are in extremely high demand but because of Pennsylvania State Law I am only allowed to get face value + 25% if the winner bidder is from Penn. But since I'm from another state if someone wins who isn't from Penn. the bidding can go through the roof. So as it stands I only got $91.75 (which is still more than the $64 I spent getting them)...I have one more pair online and the auction ends tomorrow night so that's another pretty much guaranteed $91.75 unless I get lucky and someone from outside of Penn. wins and I get more. ]

I wanted to go see this French film at AFI but it seems that everyone is at the gym during the evening and they can't go out. If I had a real birthday people wouldn't be allowed to get away with this stuff! It's really not fair...

now we can begin to understand them...

and they say all guys have one thing on their mind...

arm-wrestling the long...arm...of the law...

So lately I've been pretty good about making sure that I keep an eagle-eye out for Johnny Law. Last week I had several situations where an officer was behind me at night and I was very good about moving over one lane in anticipation of the fact that the car behind me could be a cop. I even had one last week at night where I correctly judged the car to be a cop and slowed down to the legal limit and (of couse) he zooms past him and then I think "hmm...the other car behind me might also be a cop" and it was...so he goes around me too. Then I look to my right and two cars are entering the highway...both of them police officers...then I start to wonder why in the world all these cop cars are around...I look to my left and there are three more cop cars (mind you none of them had their sirens on). Then about two minutes later I get off on my exit and I see that the carnival was in town...bright lights everwhere! Then I realized that the county fair isn't until August and those were cop car lights...apparently (as i found out from an officer) there was a high speed chase and the bad guy abandoned his car and was somewhere in the neighborhood (nowhere near mine) with a firearm of some sort. Fun stuff.

Anywho today I was on my way home from work when I noticed there was a parked car on the side of the road ahead with it's lights off...now of course I know that trick and I always slow down whenever I see a car parked on the road and (again...duh) it was a cop car. There were several cars behind me and I just knew one of them was going to get pulled over. I look in my rearview and...wait for it...wait for it...bam! The red, white, and blue lights start dancing and some poor sap get it. I should teach a class on this.

Part III : "the pizza parlor is the starting line" or "sunday night"

Three hours later I work up to go to work. Seriously. I was so tired that not even a veinte size cup of caramel machiatto could do anything to awake me. I had plenty of work to do and was very busy for most the morning. The rest of the morning I spent attempting to get this ticket thing in order:

On Saturday I sold a pair of tickets to The Starting Line (TSL) concert for $42 (I bought them for $36). I was awaiting payment so the winning bidder could come pick them up from my work. Sunday at noon the other auction I had for the other pair of tickets for the TSL concert...they sold for $80 [fantastico]. I was also awaiting payment for this one. Since I was at work and I'm extremely important my "proxy" (a.k.a. Matt) was making sure that the proper attempts to communicate were made with each winning bidder. NEITHER one of the bidders contacted my by the end of my shift (4:30...the concert doors were at 5:00) but they both ended up paying me. Weird.

After work I had to go to this pizza party that folks from my old store were throwing. We always have it after the football season (and football pool) was complete. I couldn't stay long since I had a concert to go to but it was really nice seeing people I hadn't seen in a few weeks. It was 6:30 and only one of the bidders had contacted me (through email)...he/she said that they couldn't pick up the tickets so I should basically just do whatever I want with them. My sister, Matt and I went to the show with a total of 6 tickets. The show wasn't particularly exciting but it was ok. During the middle of the show (in-between bands) we left to go get some food (no re-entry) and when we came back we just used the other three tickets to get back in. That was kinda cool.

So now I'm home and I am in desperate need of sleep. I'm definetly almost drunk with exhaustion. Thank goodness I'm sleeping in tomorrow! Now that we're all caught up I'm gonna do some catching up of my own...

Part II : "3 girls, 1 guy, and a british dance club" or "saturday night"

I had made plans with this girl I hadn't really seen in about 5 months and before that another 5 months to go out to a bar right after work. We actually didn't have any concrete plans and just wanted to hang out since it had been a while since we had seen each other. As it turns out during my shift I get a call from this girl that was a friend of a friend's who became my friend. She wanted me, her, and her friend to go out to this dance/bar/club place nearby and [being me] I wasn't really thinking and I said yes. After hanging up on her I quickly realized my error and had two options: 1. call her back and tell her I'd have to take a raincheck 2. go with it. Since I am who I am I decided to see how good my carnival skills are and juggle. I called my first friend up and told her that we should change plans and go to this dance/bar/club place and meet up with my other friends. She was cool with this.

I was late leaving work and I had to do a full wardrobe change in my telephone booth [a.k.a. my jetta] and fly to meet them. I got there at almost midnight and met up with the two girls then introduced them to my first friend. The first friend had apparently been there a while waiting for me [i'm usually* quite prompt] and made friends with some people at the bar...She tried to introduce me to one of them but as it turns out she just grabbed a random girl and had actually never met this person ever. But I had. Apparently it was a girl that I actually went to high school with and that was quite a surprise. We had lots of fun and I didn't get home until about 4am...[enter Sunday morning]

Part I : "three little houses full of spirits..." or "friday night"

You already got the expanded version from my previous log...basically me going out to visit a friend I hadn't seen in a long time who happen to be trashed beyond belief, then going to another friend and pretending to deliver pizza, and lastly going to the house and arguing with another guy about who the greatest boxer of all time was. Then I crashed there and got up having little sleep and had to drive home first then straight to work.

Now I am quite the procrastinator...I rarely give myself enough time to actually make it to work...on time...and so I frequently have to drive a little faster than usual to get there. On Saturday I was driving on the highway and I was going 90 mph. Normally that's the "red zone" and you are just asking to be given a ticket at that speed. But in this case there was no way I was going to be pulled over. I was actually going SLOWER than the flow of traffic...people were passing me left and right and my mind couldn't really put it together. Was my odometer broken?! How is it possible that I'm going 90 mph and everyone is passing me?? I was quite stunned and I decided it was best not to think about it. Needless to say I did get to work on time...

weekend review...in three parts

Yeah. This weekend was kinda ridiculous and I'm half glad it's over and half upset that it is. It's a good thing I get to sleep in tomorrow because I definetly need it. I'd like to break down the weekend just so you have an idea of the craziness that it was...

saturday morning recovery!

Last night was a blast...I went to visit some old friends from high school that I see just about ever 6 months or so. It was lots of fun and I got to see one friend that I NEVER see drunk completely falling on his bottom from his newly acquired "habit"...apparently he had been drinking since about 5pm that day...it is the weekend so I let it slide. I got to meet his new girlfriend and play many many rounds of beer pong and flip cup. Many. I also found out that you can order cookies online for delivery at 3 o'clock in the morning. They were delicious. If my memory is holding up then I definetly remember going to WaWas again with the guys...that makes about 20 times I've gone into that store in my history and not a single time was I ever sober...I have absolutely NO clue how it looks like without all the blurriness, I just know it has lots of food and soda.

[my friend] (1:10:06 PM): nothing like juuuuust about falling asleep, and having someone pound on your door like it's the end of the world
Auto Response from TerMyst2 (1:10:06 PM): oh what a night...recovering
TerMyst2 (1:10:40 PM): i think i did a solid job
TerMyst2 (1:10:56 PM): i thought i dreamt that
[my friend] (1:11:02 PM): hahaha nope
[my friend] (1:11:07 PM): so did I for a second
TerMyst2 (1:11:24 PM): nothing like the realization that what you did actually happened but you were too wasted to know it

Sweeet! So apparently after drenching myself in alcohol I went over to my old roommates apartment and pretended to deliver pizza to my buddy's room. I would take responsibility but I was actually in his roommate's room talking to him and he was like "hey, you wanna break down his door?" and i was like "no" and he said "yea you do" and i said "yea, you're right".

Shortly afterward I went to another friend's house across the street because he called and told me that he was the wing man in an uncomfortable pairing and he just needed me to cut him loose from his reponsibilities. Ron to the rescue! I literally burst through the front door and said something to the effect that I needed to have a serious conversation with him downstairs. We played darts. We argued for minutes on end about this whether or not some boxer he looked up a while ago is the best in the history of the world and I thought this guy he was talking about was a tramp who just travelled across the states beating people up in train cars. Turns out we were both half right...


John Sullivan was a fantastic bare knuckle boxer in his time. In late September 1883 he decided that he was really good so he's gonna go across country and knock out as many civilians on trains that he could find. Yeah. So he "fought soeme 50 minor opponents across America and reportedly knocked out all of them." The next year he continued his "tour" and reportedly knocked out 29 more. This guys got an impressive resume...just remember to play dead [the next time you travel back in time to a train car in the 18th century] if you see him.

friday night fever!

Yatzee! Mar, i'm half a world away and this humoursly bad week enveloped itself in a cacoon and burst beautifully out to form what I like to call the "week-end" (clever, huh?) and i'm thrilled! I was jealous before but now I'm happy... T G I F

leapin' leap-years!

So for some reason I feel like I just wrote about this even though by checking my posts I see that I haven't. I probably dreamt it or something...weird...I blog then fall asleep then dream about blogging? I wish that worked the same way with a lot of other things. Anywho we're less than a week away from my quasi-semi-half-almost-but-not-quite birthday. I'm a leap year child (for those of you who are grossly incompitent that's February 29th) and so I don't have a birthday this year. Obviously I'm kinda used to it (what with the whole not having a birthday for three years) but it's still dissapointing to see people actually celebrate their birthdays every year. Here is a little bit more about me:

F.A.Q.'s (Frequently Asked Questions):

Q: When do you celebrate your birthday?
A: Actually never...I don't celebrate it at all on a non-leap year.

Q: So what does it say on your Drivers License?
A: It says i'm 5 and a half years old...

Q: That's funny -- Ron you are awesome and really cool but what does it really say?
A: I know. It says my age in terms of Earth-years (I'm such an alien).

Q: So have you met anyone else born on leapyear?
A: Yes...one guy who was 16 leap years old and extremely decrepid. I think I'd be just fine being 13/14 leap years old...no more.

Q: What exactly is Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconoisis?
A: It's inflamation of the lungs caused by inhaling small particles of siliceous volcanic dusts. Duh!

Q: But really when do you celebrate your birthday?
A: Last year I got a little radical and decided to hijack the 28th and the 1st for my birthday. It was billed as a "two-day event" and there were streamers and ballons and movie stars and Joan Rivers at the opening night gala event. Fun time was had by all but I think I'd rather keep the mystery that comes with having a year go by without actually having the day that you are born exist. C'est la vie...

the best day ever (if i hated every beautiful day)!

So today was a horrible day at work. Four people just flat out didn't show up and it was very busy. I'm used to having problems at this new store that I'm at but it was kinda ridiculous. I hear it's actually worse at the store that I left because of the fellow that replaced me over there. Oh well...also I'm not yet acquainted with where everything is in the store so I look very silly being a manager and having no clue where the Ensure is...I've got this bad habit of telling everyone "it's in aisle 8" whenever they ask me for ANYTHING. I suppose this can be misleading especially since there are 25 aisles and therefore it would actually be physically impossible for everything to be in aisle 8. I usually say that to buy myself some time while I ask someone else and then go "excuse me, I meant aisle 20...yup in the complete opposite direction of where i sent you...yea i know but they recently changed the store and flip-flopped everything". right.

Speaking of work I really have to stop being late...I have this bad habit of severely underestimating beltway traffic and leaving 40 minutes to go to work and of course it takes me an hour. In the spirit of true procrastination I always think I can get away with going a little later and yet it never works out (so why do I keep doing it?). Also I always want to go to Starbucks first but the drive-thru line is always about 8 cars back in the morning so I'd have to plan to be waiting in line for about 15 min. before even starting out on the highway.

So is Starbucks worth the extra 15 minute departure? Yes...when the alternative is going an hour with no gourmet coffee every morning.


Oh, instincts are misleading; You shouldn't think what you're feeling
They don't tell you what you know you should want

Lightness
Death Cab for Cutie

ode (or false praise) to Los Angeles...

I'm in Los Angeles today: it smells like an airport runway,
jet fuel stenches in the cabin and lights flickering at random.
I'm in Los Angeles today: garbage cans comprise the medians
of freeways always creeping, even when the population's sleeping.

And I can't see why you'd want to live here.

I'm in Los Angeles today: asked a gas station employee
if he ever had trouble breathing
he said "It varies from season to season, kid."

It's where our best are on display:
motion picture actor's houses maps are never ever current,
so save your film and fifteen dollars.

And I can't see why you'd want to live here.

Billboards reach past the tallest buildings
"We are not perfect, but we sure try"
As UV rays "degradate" our youth with time.

The vessel keeps pumping us through this entropic state
in the belly of the beast that is Californ-i-a
I drank from a faucet and I kept my receipts
from when they weigh me on the way out (here nothing is free)

The Greyhounds keep coming dumping locusts into the streets
until the gutters overflow and Los Angeles thinks "I might explode someday soon."

It's a lovely summer's day and I can almost see the skyline
through a thickening shroud of egos. (is this the city of angels or demons?)

Here the names are what remain: stars encapsulate the gold lane
and they need constant cleaning for when the tourists begin salivating,


You can't swim in a town this shallow
Cause you will most assuridly drown tomorrow

Why You'd Want to Live Here
Death Cab for Cutie

painless scalping (didn't think it was possible, did you?)

Yesturday I put up my extra tickets for The Starting Line concert and the Belle and Sebastian show (both in Philly) on Ebay. Two people cancelled on me for the TSL concert and for Belle and Sebastian I can't really take another weekend off of work so I'm gonna have to sell my four tickets. As it turns out my loss will ironically be my gain as these shows are both sold out and so tickets are in HIGH demand (especially Belle and Sebastian). Whenever I sell tickets on Ebay I usually get at least $30-50 net profit from the auctions (the most I ever got for selling a pair of tickets was for Fall Out Boy last year -- $232.50 and second most was this January for Yellowcard -- $172.00). I can truly understand why some people do it on a constant basis. As the TSL concert is only a few days away I just want to get rid of the two tickets and I was really worried I wouldn't get a bid since I'm not shipping the tickets (winning bidder has to pick them up from me)...but I just got a bid and of course the "under the table" offers that generally follow. The only thing that sucks is that Penn. limits the resale of tickets if you are selling from certain states but I should still get a nice chunk of change...

sometimes i feel like this...

There's a saltwater film on the jar of your ashes
I threw them to sea, but a gust blew them backwards
and the sting in my eyes that you then inflicted
was par for the course just as when you were living

It's no stretch to say you were not quite a father
but a donor of seeds to a poor single mother that would raise us alone.
We never saw the money that went down your throat through the hole in your belly.

13 years old in the suburbs of Denver
standing in line for Thanksgiving dinner at the Catholic church
the servers wore crosses to shield from the sufferance plaguing the others
Styrofoam plates cafeteria tables, charity wreaths of cheap wine and pity
and I'm thinking of you I do every year
when we count all our blessings and I wonder what we're doing here.

You're a disgrace to the concept of family
the priest won't divulge the fact in his homily
and I'll stand up and scream ifthe mourning remain quiet
you can deck out lie in a suit but I won't buy it
I won't join in the procession that's speaking their peace
using five dollar words while praising his integrity
just cause he's gone doesn't change the fact: he was a bastard in life, thus a bastard in death.

Styrofoam Plates
Death Cab for Cutie

quiet quips on one quaint quotable quote...

"the only life that is wasted is a life of regret." -Me.

I wrote that today on someone's blog. Sometimes it seems to me that a lot of people take too much time pouring themselves in the past and what has been for all the wrong reasons. In this past week I've heard too many people talk about what it would be like if things [in their lives] had been different or if they had done one thing or another what life would be like. I wish people would realize the finite nature of the lives that they lead. There is not a single second in life to waste playing the "What If" game. The only time that should be spent reflecting on past memories should involve some kind of gain of knowledge from these events. Learn from your mistakes or revel in your success. There's no time for regret...it doesn't get you anywhere. I think the hardest concept to really grasp in life is to "go for your dreams"...it's very hard to bring about change when routine and conformity are the basis of the majority of our lives. Now i'm not saying go gung-ho with the change...just put one foot in front of the other and take small steps toward achieving your goals and living a happy life. It's much too short not to make the most of it!

Boas noites
[Galician (Spain)]

what can brown do for you?

Deliver me a laptop, that's what! My computer got in to day and i'm kinda happy about that...I didn't expect it until next week. So that was the highlight of my day...too bad it had to happen minutes before I had to leave for work! I just came back and I only have about 6 hrs in between shifts so I gotta go find some sleep (i'm sure there's some hiding somewhere!).

Buona Sera.
[italian]

why isn't there a guide for dummies?

So finding my way around the NYC subway was NOT an easy thing this past weekend. Aided by my comrade Charlie we spend lots of time and wasted plenty of money trying to get to a place we weren't sure existed on the blue line...well i mean the A-C-E line. The subway map is a series of alpha-numberic puzzles littered with diamonds, squares, and circles denoting various tricks the underground system can play. Unless one is experienced it is very easy to get lost and end up not being able to find the chesse at the end of the maze.

Anywho, despite the directions of the map were were able to find our way to quite a few good bars around the city. On Friday we both had gotten up early (6am) to go to work and after I finished I met up with Charlie and we drove up to Queens. We got there Friday night and we proceded to go into the city. We got back to Queens at around 6:30 Saturday morning, making it a full 24 hours that we had both been up and about. I was so tired that I slept until about 2pm. We had a party for a friend who had gotten a big promotion in the NYPD later that evening and then we headed out into the city again that night. We had a very good time and found this place that Charlie had been raving about. They have the BEST falafals that I've ever had and it definetly made my night. After avoiding the bums at Penn Station we managed to sleep our way through our stop on the LIRR (seperate from the subway -- you can drink on this train...i saw many people proudly chugging 40s as the conductor stamped their ticket and moved on) for the second night in a row and this time instead of walking back home in the cold morning air we took a taxi. We didn't get back until 6:40am. Sunday was a day of recovery and relaxation that I thoroughly enjoyed. We had a really good homemade dinner and just hungout at the firehouse and watched The Transporter 2 (worst movie ever.). This morning before we left Charlie and his firehouse was actually called to a working fire, which (since no one was hurt) was cool and provided a little excitement on the last day.

Anywho I'm glad I took this weekend off and I can't wait to go back to work tomorrow (riiiight...)! Since I'm quite tired I'm going to bed at a semi-reasonable hour...maybe not...it's all relative...

the city that never takes a weekend off...

So I'm taking a weekend off work to go to New York City with a buddy of mine from college. I'm leaving tomorrow after driving all around Maryland for this silly meeting all the full-timers have with Marc Smith (President and CEO of Giant). Anywho since it's gonna be President's Day (nice) I'm gonna go ahead and stretch the weekend out til Tuesday. YUP. I have that power. So my secretary will screen my blogs until I come back and if you have any emergencies just stare at your screen for a while and the apple above might give you some sagely advise. Ta-ta.

Winter Olympics 2006 VI

• Snowboarding (SBX)

I'm so stoked! Team USA is three-for-three in snowboarding GOLD! Seth Wescott managed not to land on Slovakia's Radoslav Zidek and zoomed past him to win the Snowboard Cross finals on Thursday! I love watching SBX because it's just so crazy and fast that it makes halfpipe look like backgammon. GOLD GOLD GOLD!

Note: This is the Olympics in which SBX is featured as an event. It became officially part of the Olympics in 2003!

Also Men's Ice Hockey team rebounded from almost losing to Latvia (3-3) to having a cake walk against Kazakhstan (4-1).

Look for:

Men's PGS: Wednesday Feb 23rd

all information courtesy of http://www.nbcolympics.com/

the fine print...

So I got this from Mar. It's great and everyone should have it (btw Mar - Of Bloggers and Authors - spectacular! I would've added comments but apparently I'm not a "friendster").

they are always one step ahead...

So remember a few posts ago when I said the tickets for the event above sold out in 20 seconds? Yeah...well that was strike 1 for me. Last night before I went to bed I decided to check my email and lo and behold -- another opportunity to purchase tickets before they go on sale! This time it's at 10:00am today through the Nazi-owned and operated Ticketmaster. Ticketmaster's style is to make you pay for the ticket and also some minor fees (that's right...minor). For example...let's say you purchase a ticket for $35. Then there's the Building Facility Charge with is about $4. Then there is the lovely Convenience Fee (Ticketmaster: "This fee covers costs that allow Ticketmaster to provide the widest range of available tickets while giving you multiple ways to purchase."). What kind of crazy world do we live in that we have to pay for convenience? I can understand it if the convenience in question provides some kind of luxury service (such as paying extra for faster delivery or paying a little extra to get your groceries delivered to your door -- Peapod). It's basically a company saying "Thanks for not going with our competitor -- now give us more money!". So anyway the "Convenience" Fee is about $10. Shipping and Handling is fun too! Ticketmaster is the only vendor I know that will force your to pay ($4) to print out your tickets instead of having them shipped to you. You could go with standard mail delivery at no additional cost (gasp!) and just pray that your tickets make it to you BEFORE the event (I've had two different times where the tickets did not come AT ALL and I had to call Ticketmaster and make them 'will call' and one time when they arrived two days before the event yet I purchased them 3 months prior). Of course the other option is to pay for UPS shipping (anywhere from $19.50 - $25). Let's say we just have our tickets printed out. So for a $35 ticket you are paying $35 + $4 + $10 + $4 = $53. Fantastic.

Anyway I really wanted the tickets so I decided to go for it. I was at the Ticketmaster site at 9:55 and they weren't on sale yet. At 10:00 they weren't on sale yet. 10:01 -- Nothing. 10:02 -- Nothing. 10:03 -- Nothing (familiar pattern developing?). 10:04 -- Tickets open for sale! Oh but wait...they are sold out. Strike 2.

Tickets go on-sale for the general public on Saturday. Third times a charm, right?

Winter Olympics 2006 V

• Speed Skating (1000m, 5000m)

Exactly! That's all you need to do is move on. Skate past the contendors and move on to the next round...save the tricks for what actually counts. Apolo Anton Ohno did great in his preliminary round of the 1000 & 5000 meter contests. It's really hard to watch him now because it's always kind of uncertain how boldly he will perform and whether or not he will attempt anything that the Associated Press will call another "boneheaded move". He's still fun to watch!

Note: Things didn't go quite so well for Ohno's girlfriend, Allison Baver. She finished seventh overall in the 500 after failing to make the medal race.

Look for:

Feb. 18

7:30 p.m

Men's 1000m final

Feb. 22

7:30 p.m

Men's 500m heats

Feb. 25

7:30 p.m

Men's 500m final

Feb. 25

7:30 p.m

Men's 5000m relay final

all information courtesy of http://www.nbcolympics.com/

going to existentialistic hell in a handbasket

So recently I began talking to this girl I used to be quite fond of in high school. It's been 4 years and so much has happened in-between and really the only time I ever remember all the stuff I've done in the past few years is when I talk to someone from high school. As I gave her some small advice I started realizing that my quasi-existentialist beliefs were just that...beliefs. I haven't practiced what I've been preaching since I started working as a manager for Giant. I began thinking about how I should really begin trying to figure out what my goals are in life and how I'm to achieve them. Being complacent and living a sedentary life shouldn't work for anyone. I don't know what I want to do with my life or *how but I need to get the ball rolling on something I feel passionate about...whether it be travel, theatre, psychology or something else altogether. I'm ready to leave this place and find out what the world has to offer...and find myself somewhere along the way...

* "Everything has been figured out, except how to live"
- Jean-Paul Satre

Pre-Sale Hysteria!

So Death Cab for Cutie and Franz Ferdinand are going to be singin' a duet this spring. They are playing at Constitution Hall in April and Pre-Sale tickets went on sale yesturday at 1PM. I made arrangements with my friend Matt to take care of purchasing since I was going to be at work and thus not able to do anything. Matt went to the pre-sale website at 12:55. Tickets were not open for sale yet. 12:56. Tickets not for sale. 12:57. Tickets not for sale. 12:58. Tickets not for sale. 12:59. Tickets not for sale. 1:00:20. Tickets SOLD OUT. I was on the phone with him the entire time and I couldn't believe what my ears had just heard. I made an emergency run to the computer available for internet access and checked myself. I was absolutely bewildered...I login at around 1:05 and tickets were indeed sold out. "It's only pre-sale" I said as I attempted to console myself. Oh well. Regular tickets go on sale this Saturday and I'm afraid to find out how fast those will go. I mean really?! 20 seconds?

Care Bare Stare!

Yea, that's right I said it. Someone had this posted on their blog and I couldn't resist. You won't be able to either.

	Cheer Bear You're the Care Bear cheerleader! Your spunky personality and optimisim lifts everyone's spirit. Though you want everyone to be happy, you stand your ground on issues you feel strongly about and this can bring disunity among your friends. Despite this, you are a true believer in working together.
Take the Which Care Bear Are You? Quiz!

Don't worry, it'll be our little secret.

Winter Olympics 2006 IV

• Snowboarding (Halfpipe)

Shaun White. GOLD. Really...is anyone surprised? He was sick. He stumbled and then had a final run that was almost as good as his first halfpipe run in the X Games. Danny Kass (who was pretty sweet himself in Torino and in Salt Lake) was also pretty frickin' cool taking home SILVER for Team USA. I was actually surprised that Andy Finch didn't do as well as his teammates and that kid Mason Aguirre was really fun to watch (and almost made it a USA medals sweep).

Note: Women's Halfpipe results brought home the same as the Men's -- Team USA got GOLD, SILVER, and fourth place (COPPER perhaps?). So so close.

Look for:

Men's SBX: Thursday Feb 16th
Men's PGS: Wednesday Feb 23rd

all information courtesy of http://www.nbcolympics.com/

Winter Olympics 2006 III

• Speed Skating (1500m)

Apolo Anton Ohno stumbled in the semifinal heat and lost a chance to be in the finals. That really hurts and is vaguely remeniscent of the 2002 Salt Lake games where a stumble actually caused him to win GOLD. Coincidentally enough South Korea was severally upset about the 2002 stumble and they are throwing a party because of the 2006 stumble. His next event is the 1000m...he should be able to capture the GOLD with no problems.

Note: Ahn Hyun-Soo (SouthKorea) won the 1500m and actually look spectacular through every single heat, not really skipping a beat. He will be in the 1000m heat and will be challenging.

Look for:

Ohno's schedule:

Feb. 15

7:30 p.m

Men's 1000m heats

Feb. 15

7:30 p.m

Men's 5000m relay heats

Feb. 18

7:30 p.m

Men's 1000m final

Feb. 22

7:30 p.m

Men's 500m heats

Feb. 25

7:30 p.m

Men's 500m final

Feb. 25

7:30 p.m

Men's 5000m relay final

all information courtesy of http://www.nbcolympics.com/

Winter Olympics 2006 II

• Speed Skating (5000m)

Chad Hedrick was absolutely fantastic in this event! It was so much fun to see him win after openly breaking down in tears earlier before the event (he's usually very confident and cocky). Besides the Gold for Team USA, my favorite moment came actually at the end when Fabris Enrico from Italy made a HUGE comeback in the last three laps to finish with Italy's first medal EVER in Speed Skating (any distance). It was really nice to see the underdog come back in such dramatic fashion.

Note: Joey Cheek got the GOLD for Team USA in the 500m on last night!

Look for:

Men's Team Pursuit: Thursday Feb 16th
Men's 1000m: Saturday Feb 18th
Men's 1500m: Tuesday Feb 21st

all information courtesy of http://www.nbcolympics.com/

Winter Olympics 2006 I

So I love watching the Winter Olympics. Deal with it. The events that I like to watch (in no particular order):

• Snowboarding (Halfpipe, SBX, PGS)
• Speed Skating (5000m, 1000m, 1500m)
• Short Track (1500m, 1000m)
• Freestyle Skiing (Moguls)
• Ice Hockey (Men's)

Details and relevant information to come soon...

Back again for the first time! (the sequel)

And I'm back. So I've found it's really hard to keep up with the blog through the holidays working as a manager for Giant Food. From Thanksgiving to Christmas to New Years to Valentine's Day (and a couple of Jewish holidays in-between)! Anyway work has been work and play has been..play. Here's the concert breakdown:

amerrican analog set 12.06.05
the cassettes 12.09.05
lake trout 12.16.05
the starting line (philly) 12.29.05
yellowcard 1.26.06
feist 2.09.06 <--- spectacular!
the starting line (930 Club) 2.26.06
the early november 3.01.06
belle and sebastian 3.04.06
motion city soundtrack 3.19.06
jamie cullum 3.25.06
death cab for cutie + franz ferdinand 4.11.06 (?)

Which brings us back to now. So last Friday I got to see In The Heat of the Night at the AFI Theatre with Norman Jewison live(the director)! Just in case you forgot what he's done for cinema you should click on his name. Although I've seen it a million times on TCM or DVD it was great on the big screen.

So anyway there will be a succession of blogs to follow because I like to seperate topics. Peace.