Photo Date

Tammy and I went into Seattle yesterday for a photodate. We were going to go to a movie (mean girls) but we said we wanted to do something where we could talk more. So I said the weather looks nice right now you want to go somewhere and take pictures. This was really fun. We started at gas works park and I took some slides mostly of the sky line. Tammy was shooting digital of stuff ambling by and the scenery. Then we went to this Italian place up by Jillian's called Bucco de something or other. Food was great, but it was so packed it was kinda slow. It only took like 10 minutes to get a table even though they quoted us much longer. While we were waiting 2 guys and girl who were headed to prom came in. Tuxes, a dress and one pair... of "shoes":
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I took that on the sly I love digital cameras that you can pretend to be viewing old photos, but in fact you are lining up a shot...

We finished with our regular end of a date activity... yup you guessed it... we went to the book store. I wander aimlessly looking at shiny objects and Tammy buys 5 or 6 kids books and gets a discount 'cause she's a smart teacher.

Of the shiny objects I found, this plate was left in a random computer spot in the B&N with what looked like biscoti (I doubt that's spelled right but th blogger spell checker was no help.) crumbs on it. I'm not 100% sure as I didn't eat any of them. That would be stupid.

Do you want a fresh one, jelly?

I got me a brand new cut on the inside of my mouth. If you aren't up on the metal in my head this is from something called the dreaded single tie. or DST Where they wrap a wire around the wire going through bracket of my braces. (i really think they should call it the single tie of dread as the acronym is funnier. (right tom? acronym))

No i'm not 12 or 13. I'm 10 years older than the sum of the two. Oh quit your bellyachin' it wasn't an equasion! Just add the three numbers and guess that i'm 35 and I have braces.

Anyway I thought i was over this cut up lip shit. I mean I've had them since 2/12 of this year and I went through a few weeks of ignoring misery in my mouth as I bled and ignored it so they would "toughen up". In truth that worked I haven't had this problem in weeks, but I think I took a hit from the wire tie. So I have a fresh cut in my mouth reminding me that I have braces and I'm 35...

I'm reminded of a quote we used to say at Magic conventions...

"Let's see... what we... can ... fuck with... next"

crazy pound pup

This came out of my latest roll... I shot it through a telescope... not that that matters other than it earns me geek points i guess.

Full court mop

Tonight Max (my 3rd grader) gave a presentation with the rest of his class on their "notables" these are real people either from present day or from history that they study and build a biography of. They have to dress as their notable and be prepared to answer yes/no questions as their notable (not all were up to this) and the other parents have to guess who they are. It's a brilliant way to get them to read and study about their notable. Max was Paul Revere but he left his raiders at home (thank you deonn). His speech was great, but he did improv quite a bit. We had a great time.

We were in the gym.

We had refreshments.

What does that mean? That means we had koolaid and pop (that's "soda" for those of you not familiar with the term, you know who you aren't) and a bunch of children.

What does that mean? Spills. I had to mop in the first 15 minutes.

So at the end after we cleared it all out. I wanted to mop the whole floor. I didn't want Vince (the night custodian) to have to do it. I asked him for the mop at the beginning of the evening. I wanted to mop all after the talent show, but I couldn't get it clear of people early enough, so I just spotted it that night.

Not tonight.

I started at one end and worked my way to the other I think I mopped for 45 mins to get to 1/2 court and then I had to go change my water because it was nasty. NAAAsty...

I had to really work my back to get the job done. I liked that the goal was so simple. It was one clear statement. Clean the floor.

I work as a "knowledge worker" that means I have to collaborate with a bunch of people all the time and we strive to get "buy off" from everyone. I'm not complaining that's the nature of the beast, it's what I do. There is something to be said of doing a job where it's you and the mop and the floor and at the end it's either clean or it's not. People tried to get me to stop and go home. The teacher told me just to spot it up. I wanted every square inch and I got every square inch. I even planned my exit so I didn't get stuck (are ya proud?) I mopped and mopped. People ended up waiting patiently when they knew I wasn't going to stop.

Did I mention a basketball court is big?

If you want to know how big something really is... Clean it.

Procedures To Select Actions

Just before you do something you're not sure about. Something that will last a long time (like a year) please think to yourself... is this crazy... or stupid? Crazy? Stupid? The difference is crutial.

That's not crazy... it's stupid.

update on the wind yesterday

Went from bad to worse.

I might just be the world's stupidest atheist.

I said top 4 stupidest but Tammy said it was probably more like top 5... She's good at cheering me up.

psuedo or quasi science

first off this article should trip your bullshit meter off of the scale. His sample set of 4 pieces of music is beyond silly. Not a study I would fund.

Today's theme?

The theme for today: dumb. I hope the wind changes...

Added link

I added a link to my profile and I restored my old self portrait to In Motion...

I know it seems tricky, but really my fingers never left my hands...

Image of a tree

I found this edit I made almost a year ago. I certainly took it over a year ago. I uploaded it to some photo sites looking for comments, so I thought I'd post it here too...

I get around

I saw this on a blog of blog of a blog.



create your own

It got me thinking about where I've been. I thought briefly (on the order of several well spent seconds) about what it would take to make the map all red. (other than just shamelessly checking all the boxes). I quickly came to the conclusion. Some states I don't want to visit. Not all of the grey but some of it. I'll leave it to the reader to guess which are which... There are a couple I'd like to check off.

Oh and if you click the link above just remember that I was blogging before blogging was cool, and before I knew what the hell blogging was.

Nerd and then some...

I'm one of the nerdiest people on the planet.

You know I like blogs too (wait under redundant it says "see redundant" )

What is the geekiest blog out there?

yes I read this blog amost every day. I know it's a blog about 2 robot golf carts with cameras and a grinding tool at the end of an arm on another planet.

I'm a geek. It's what I am.

It's been a long one

I've done about a 12 hour day today. I got to work at 6:00am and stayed til 5:30pm I took my lunch to my office to work while I ate it. It was nasty beyond all recognition, so I ate a very small portion of it and then dumped the rest. Then I had a 1/2 hour of conference call this evening with India, only the key guy failed to show so none of us could talk to each other. There was a lot of email flying around saying who was on, but none of us could speak to each other...

At 4:00 we had a bit of a party and that was fun because there was real food there. We also did some plotting for a guy who went on his honeymoon. We will be walling in his office with drywall to get rid of that pesky window of his. I'm going to lead that little escapade. I think it'll be fairly cheap. I need to take a tape measure with me work tomorrow to get the drawings together.

mwhahahaha...

Welcome back

oh they tease him a lot cause they got him on the spot welcome back...

welcome back welcome back ... welcome back.

I'm happy to add a link this evening to one of my oldest friends who has vowed to return to bloggin. I met him when I was 16 and we've travelled our paths in our ways and we've crossed again and I see us moving forward with more and more interaction as this new portion of his life begins.

I'll keep a link on side, but for now since you're looking this way... click here

I had a dream...

that my neck hurt. I know it isn't a dream that's significant or even a goal. It might not have been a dream. I think it was a dream because it hurt so bad and when I woke up it didn't hurt at all. Think about that. or not.

I mean whenever I have a dream where something really bad happens you know like I'm impaled on a really large candy cane weilded by an obvious criminal wearing clown make up... did I just write that down... anyway when I wake up all the bad stuff is gone. No clown... no overly sharp extra large confection.

I have also woke up and still been dreaming. Actually dreaming I'm back in my room, but I'm not back because I never left. But something supernatural happens (Usually bad) and then I really wake up. I say "shit I'm glad that was a dream" and then I feel great. It's a great by comparison.

Hey today was just great, I got a parking ticket... I broke a finger, but hey I didn't get skewered by bozo on his show for not hitting the 3rd bucket with the bean bag... today is my day!

So when I woke up and my neck didn't hurt... well it's only 6:30 and I'm having a rockin day...

BoneFish Grill

I think I railed on the name.

I can't rail on the food, that was the best fish I've ever had. I think we should throw a party just to eat fish and have it at the bonefish grill. That being said, I still think the name (based on a type of fish found in Florida) is a bit ... offputting?...

Definition please?

I heard a random DJ (Random cause I don't know which one) this morning used the phrase buck naked.

What does that mean? Is buck more naked than naked? Oh she was hot and she was naked... too bad she wasn't buck naked. Ya... damn... That would have been cool.

One misguided streaker to another: "Oh you're going... and if you don't go I'm going to come back here and make you go and you'll go buck naked instead of just naked dammit, now get that jock off and start running we have a political rally to upset!" (Too bad they were running through the libertarian national get together in which nobody really cared.)

buck naked.

It sounds good. Maybe that's it. We just put Buck in front because it's fun to say. Like Y2K it's fun to say.

Or maybe it's a warning. People get upset when other people are naked. (unless they are naked too, but that's another story) So as not to surprise someone one adds buck in front of the word naked so as to warn the listener that naked will shortly follow because you never hear something like: He was running through the crowd buck happy with his pockets turned out and his tie loose. You never hear that. Never. It's always buck naked.

Why?

Hair Chop

I have a new barber. I know barber seems so outdated so not hip. Ah but massively functional and cheap.

I used to go to salons that cost $30 and up for me to get a wash and a cut. Then one day I was going from the sink where they wash it to the chair where they cut and it had dried out. She had to spray me down again with the bottle. At that point I knew that enough of my hair had left the building. This isn't something that bothers me so much, but in this case it's just economics. Actually it doesn't leave the building it falls right onto whatever I'm doing. That's truly the only annoying part. When I'm reading it comes down on the book and gets in my way. Also I traded pillow cases with tammy so that mine was the darker of the two so that I wouldn't wake up and have to look at that. With the dark blue on my side, it's still there in all of it's alpha male glory, I just can't see it.

So my new barber is named Al. He's completly bald. This may or may not be a good thing, I'm not sure yet. He's from boston and has a huge thick accent. Dude listens to Car Talk, a huge plus. It was on when we came in and I was happy to listen to a little NPR while waiting and listening to the guy in the chair complain about the hair options we men have around the canyon park area. He gives us a little history of the shop and how it changed hands and how it came to be his and how he's moving it down the road out of it's shack state. (it isn't much of a building) He never takes appointments and he wants to get more chairs going at once.

Max and I had been going from shop to shop and it's always a crap shoot you never know what you're going to get and how long it will take to grow out. Max seemed to like his cut and we listened to the guys in the know about sports (of which I am not one) rail on the Mariners' owners. I need a refresher on how to sound at least not perfectly stupid about sports in this town. I don't think muttering something about them being a bunch of stiffs works anymore... maybe it does.

I do hate the Yankees so that part was easy... there was a lot of hate for the Yankees in the room....

Big Fish

I watched Big Fish again.

I freaking love it. We watched the little "Making of" sequences after. I want to say that I really respect Mr. Burton's work and while he seems nice enough, I don't think I'd invite him over to the house for enchiladas... He just frightens me. I think it's the hair.

I'm sure he'd understand.

Burning DVD's

So it takes a long time to burn 4.7 gigs... Burning DVDs is boring.

20 mins to burn in the drive.
4 seconds to toast a bad one in the microwave... (yes I did that twice today) Shareware isn't so good maybe?

my poetic graffiti plans... foiled again

Yesterday I noticed this unbelievably sexist poem written on a lounge whiteboard in a bunch of different colors. It was titled It's Ok to be a Guy it had such advice as "It's ok to learn that flowers fix everything" and other similar idiotic stereotypical bullshit about beer golf and women.

I wanted to add to it this morning at 6:00 am (It really got me out of bed this morning because I was looking forward to it)

It's ok to learn that if you really want to turn on your wife, empty the dishwasher...
without being asked.

It's ok to learn which end of the vacuum should be applied to the floor and do so.

It's about choices and results.
It's ok not to be the typical... ASSHOLE... er... guy.

-Me the atypical guy.

My plans were as I said in the title foiled by some other more neatness oriented person who just erased the whole fucking thing. I have to admit that crossed my mind too...

not one but two...

The bunnies are out again. I wish I would have had my camera, they are getting bolder and bolder (ie dumber and dumber when it comes to being prey) as we humans lul them into a sense of well being with our discarded trash and even intentional peanuts tossed to them.

Also when I say Scrambled that means put a little motion into it and scramble the fucking egg don't just fry it. Scramble. I think i'll have to pantomime it next time..

oh and "F.U." does not stand for Fly United... that one's more of a gesture than a pantomime.

stop drop and blog

I'm doing some training on my own on ... well personal productivity. (it is one of my definaing characteristics) and the guy I'm not a huge fan of but has some good stuff once in a while (David Allen). I've railed on him in other blogs, but I've come around quite a bit.

He said this:

You speed up by slowing down.

Didn't the sphinx say that in Myster Men?

I'm reminded of the attitude of one of Mr. Furious... isn't that a bit formulaic? "to go in you must first go out" or "To be strong you must first be weak"...

I guess I'm still railing on him. But he doesn't care, i bought his fucking CD didn't I?

blog block

I hate blog block. Does the fact that I wrote that mean that I've busted past the blog block? I think it might be the case. Let me spend a moment on blog block. Blog block is like writers block but instead of not thinking of anything imporant to write about (writer's block) this is when you can't think of anything trivial and mildly amusing to write about. If this is mildly amusing to you, then I have busted it and at the same time made a selfreferential joke and those just crack me up.

blog block wouldn't bother anybody who was doing serious writing... they have to worry about writer's block... the guys and gals in the trivial pursuit dept of whatever game manufacturer makes the little satantic pie wedge collecting game.. blog block scares the shit out of them. "Nothing trivial? holy crap we're doomed."

I think we can nominate this for lamest blog post anywhere by anyone and has a pretty good chance of winning... oh wait... no it doesn't... as yoda says... "There is another"... wait I just quoted Yoda... fuck I might win... if I say something about Dungeons and Dragons i'm a shoe in for lamest post anywhere anytime ever. Oh I should write my unimportant and mildly amusing acceptance speech... wait I have blog block... fuck.

why does the world...

keep buying me diet cokes?

I keep ordering places and get diet instead of regular. Are my braces that much of a distraction or is causing me to form my words improperly? no clue. Maybe a guy driving a beetle is going to always want diet? no idea.

check this out...

Blogger went all fancy today...

my profile is here.

I would have put up the self portrait piece, but site seems to be screwed up with the permissions and I couldn't get to the file... doh.

that not crazy...

it's stupid...

do not get me started...

the dog version of a bender

Our dog goes and plays once a week all day with a bunch of other dogs deemed safe by the Academy of Canine Behavior. He runs and runs.

He then has to sleep it off for days. He's asleep right now... Like a child, it's a good state of being.

jeezus i'm not THAT old

AARP keeps sending me invitations...

I mean really. I'm 20 years short of the required age...

Malaise Corrections

Jon sent me this photo:



I know a lot of you were wondering if I actually ATE ex chz on a pringle... there is proof...

Also it was Dave Cox we met at the magic castle. (I fixed this in the original post as well)

I also need to add these two little moments:

We went to Ralph's (which is a grocery store) on the eve of our departure and we were looking for bottled water. It was being restocked and it looked like it had been hit by a train. Or a lot of hell bent water shoppers because we couldn't find any open but there were lots of cases of bottled water strewn about the floor. We finally found some. Evian which is actually bottled in France. OK this was a huge mistake...

In the plane Jon went to actually drink some Evain water. We talked about bullshit water in bottled not being any better than tap water. He hated it. We thought maybe this bottle was some bullshit LA tap water because of the name spelled backwards is Naive. No.

It's actually bottled in France... go figure. It was nasty. I tried mine and decided I'd buy another coke in Red Bluff and Damn the dehydration...

Jon said this water was worse than the Indian restaurant we ate at....

Stay away from French bottled water. Just a tip.


and remember next time is going to be FUCKING Insane... so watch out...

I see "cuban" week at the magic castle coming up...

read this...

not good...

This is not good...

I think the relevent passage is:

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.

Hollywood

We're back from our mild malaise in Hollywood.

Everywhere we went... was Hollywood.

Except for everywhere else... which wasn't.

Where to start?

Saturday we fly

So we took off just like 20 mins late. Not a big deal and we head to red bluff, CA. That took a while.

Our inflight snacks were:

Pringles both with and without MSG (I ate the without) and EZ Cheeze. I found out with some small amount of risk that it is OK to use EZ cheese at 11,000 feet. I guess the biggest risk would have been EZ Cheese all over me and likely parts of Jon. I put it on the pringles as they are my new substrate for EZ Cheeze.... yum... ok not yum... but better than nothing. Jon supplmented his MSG ladden pringles with peanuts of which I can't eat so I can't compare them to EZ cheese. I just liked saying EZ cheese and so did Jon. We also said "hollywood" a lot and I can't begin to describe how we say it. Needless to say it was stupid.

We would come up with something to do or we'd be talking about something someone else had done. Sometime we'd come up with a bad idea (or someone did something we considered 'bad') and we'd say together:

"That's not crazy, that's stupid"

then we would say, "we going to Hollywood"

The weather was beautiful and we landed in redbluff where a nice but rather cut up old man. By cut up his arms kinda looked like he'd gotten in a fight with a mirror over how straight his baseball cap was and lost. Or he went through the windshield of a 78 Levi's Gremlin the month before... no idea. should have gotten a photo. Oh that reminds me. I was a fuck and forgot to bring a CF card. This rendered my tiny camera... a tiny useless object that cost a bunch of money... dumb... sorry. Jon did get some shots I'll post the EZ cheese shot when I get it from him.

We listened to the iPod in the air and the funniest part had to have been while we were cruising at 11,000 ft listing to the beastie boy's "Licence to Ill". Or maybe when Van Halen jump came on and Jon made the plain do a jump mid air. I told him Tammy wouldn't like that. He cleverly retorted that he wouldn't have done it had she been in the plane. At least he never made me play autopilot!

We almost hit some kind of bird of prey landing but Jon is a grade A pilot and cleverly turned away from the bird... Go Jon!

We didn't eat lunch because they close at 2:00.. Redbluff that is closes at 2:00... ok no the diner closes at 2:00 and then it's the vending machine for you. but I had EZ Cheese left so we didn't really eat.

I had drank a coke that morning... so I was good to go after a bathroom break and some stretch time.

On to Van Nuyc

To remember it.. just say "SUV: BAD.. Van: Nice" they kinda slur it into vanice...

Our snacks were the same and I drank my syrup and CO2 less pepsi. (Aquafina is just pepsi without all that other stuff and then they charge you more). This was good water. (if you get to the end you'll know why I say that was good water)

We landed there and got our rental then we easily found or way to the hotel and we werne't sure which best western we were headed to but we found it ok.

Jon knows LA. He would tell you he doesn't if you asked, but he does. We got around very easily. That being said the only place we went seemed to be Hollywood. Or adjacent to Hollywood, which we promptly promoted to... Hollywood.

Best Western... Eastern style
Best Western is a franchise so this hotel we stayed at was Japanese. A little more on that later... Our door opened out to the outside and so we weren't sure if it was a Mo-tel or a Ho-tel... so we started calling it a MoHotel... (Actually we called it a HoMotel at first and changed it quickly to MoHotel.) They had lots of flowers and it smelled really nice right outside our door was the pool and flowers, it was very nice.

Our room had an abundance of phones. I don't think you could really get 7 feet away from a phone. By the beds, on the desk and in the bathroom which was too small for a phone... We had a fridge too that we put the leftover pepsi gone water in.

A word on the bathroom: That mirror is just fucked up. We said that alot too. There was this magnifying mirror over the toilet and above the sink. I said it was a small bathroom... So when a member of our gender were to urinate one has to look at one's self.. upside down... it's just so screwed up. It wasn't even usable unless you sat backwards on the ... i have a rule about potty humor in my blog so I'll stop. It was a weird mirror...

The back of the door had instructions for emergency and fire that had some spelling errors and was just funny mostly because we were on the ground floor and opened right to the outside. Examples:

Many references to the hall which was just outside

If air is "smokey" crawl

Instructions on how to put a signal on your terrace

Exit the building calmly and carefully (it was one step out not even down)

Don't Jump

We said "don't jump" a lot...

We got a hold of Sarah (my old friend who I rarely see) and her boyfriend. We went to Hollywood and got stuck in traffic where we faced a billboard of some chick Kate Hudson I think who from our angle had a street light growing out of her ass. I guess it hasn't really hurt her career as she has a billboard anyways.

We had tremendously good Indian food. I had my standard Chicken Tikki Masala (I have no idea how to spell that so don't bother sending me mail correcting me because if you can correct it, you know what I mean so... ) and Sarah and David told us not to drink the tap water. I had a coke. (I know it's a shocker) and Jon started off with Bottled water then moved onto some traditional drink. Near the end of the meal he tried the tap water and made a face and agreed that the water was ... way fucked up... I think is what he said.

There wasn't anybody in the restaraunt and we think it's the water. Sarah might write them a letter saying: "hey fix the water"...

From there we walked on Melrose. We had plans to go to the theater that night (more on that later) and David who is the Artistic Director had to go and work on casting a play so he went home at that point and we saw him again later.

On Melrose most shit was closed but that was OK it was still really interesting and it wasn't too hot. We did see one vintage clothing store that was open where they (Jon and Sarah) made me try on kimonas... it was good that they didn't fit. Phew... I'm crazy... just not quite that crazy yet...

So back to the car where a note from the LAPD was waiting for me... yes a little ticket and not to a play... no no it was a little $40 ticket. I could explain why the sign sucked or why I should have not gotten this or lots of other things. I'm just going to suck it up and pay it. doh. I'm sure they'd find me through the rental car company anyways.

So we went to the theater and we were early. After some gyrations we settled on parking in the lot and going to pizza paul's. Pizza paul rocks. He had great coke and great cheese cake.

We took turns going to the restroom and then we talked about stuff like our hands and just random stuff. Until it was time to go to the theater. At the theater we met Jessie (Sarah's best friend) and David was there again.

They had produced 4 short plays in 24 hours from writing to presentation. Fast and Loose is what it's called and it was actually really good. They have 12 hours to write it and then the directors have 12 hours to rehearse it and then we spend an hour watching them. This time the variables were chosen at random from a Haiku generator.

We really liked 2 of them and 1 of them was ok and the other was almost ok but didn't go very far. The one I like best was An Analysis of Mr. Lawrence Spenceburger's Bad Flowers Retire. Smoke Mesmerises the Leaves. Ships Bend the Pedals It was so funny. I want to get the script and produce it myself it was that funny. It was funny.

The other one we really liked (Jon liked it slightly better) was ... well... hard to explain... but quite good... the Haiku ended with Poverty Burns Cats and that was alos the title of the piece. I... well... enough said.

After that we crashed (not in the plane) we were just tired. We should have found Aye Jaye but we didn't know what was going on there and we were tired. It was great seeing and meeting those folks and getting to see the play. A very good day.

Day 2 we going to Hollywood... again and again

I got up early. I do that. I had breakfast at the sushi bar. They had the standard free breakfast set up for best western guest at the attached Japanese Restaraunt. It was strange to eat ham while looking at the Salmon Skin Rolls in the photos. Food gets a 6 and ambiance gets a 8. The food was not so good. But the sushi photos were fun.

I took a walk on Riverside where our East meets best western hotel was. I shot about 2/3 of a roll of film and then came home where I thought Jon had locked me out. In fact I was just failing to operate the door properly. I need a medal.

We went to Korea town for Mexican food. I'm not shitting you. We went for the best fucking mexican food I've ever had. It was fantastic. It was in Korea town... (Have you seen mighty wind? what happen?) I met Mike and Adam from Jon's college days and aparently his band he never told me about. Stale Urine is his band. I really like those guys we had a great lunch and I heard about a lot of Jon's past... oh how to dole it out now... howabout later...

So next we went to Men's Wearhouse to get Jon a belt and me some socks. We knew we had to dress up for the castle so we equipped. I wanted to go into a "big and tall store" and look at suits cause I'm 5'5". I would just keep asking them if they could hem this? Can you just bring this in with pleates? please?

Maybe we'll do that local sometime.

We then went back to the hotel and called Sarah. We went to pick her up and we found out she lives like spitting distance from the Mexican place in the area known as Korea town... doh...

Hollywood...

We did the tourist thing in hollywood looking at stars and the concrete. The guy who owns the theater also did some prints. I think he just gets bored and calls up the concrete folks and goes out and does his own... nutty.

I got some toys for the kids (the coolest of which broke in like 3 minutes... doh)

Then it was time to go back to the hotel and we dressed for the Castle and we got ahold of AyeJaye who lives in Gelndale (yes thats where Men's Wearhouse was. Did I mention we kept going to Hollywood? or glendale or whatever)

We got to talk to Annie and Aye Jaye for a while and we took a look at computer problems they were having. Then we headed out to the castle. We saw Kate Hudson's streetlight again... boo ya.

The castle was great. We met a guy named Dave Cox who was great and is likely going places with his act. He is currently in a sketch comedy show. He and I speak the same langue when it comes to magic so we got along quite well. The acts were hot and cold but the company was outstanding as always. It was the last night of Argentina night... it was... well ... if you see Jon call him Shawn... he loves that. One of the magicans couldn't do names. I don't think it was a problem with english, but just a problem with names... What is your name? "Jon"... "OK what is your name?"... "Jon"... "ok.. shawn... what is your name?"... "Jon"... "Good shawn pick a card" I laughed my ass off.

Day 3 fly back home

We both slept in (I bet Jon thought he got up early) we had breakfast again at the sushi bar... boo ya.

We gassed up and returned the rental car and Jon preflighted the plane. We took off after a bit and flew very uneventfully to Red Bluff. We tried to have lunch there but the lady in the diner was not Alice and told us in no uncertain terms that if we wanted food we'd have to kiss her grits. She was rather... surley in fact because a party of 8 had just walked in.

So we had... nothing and flew out.

The weather was way better than Jon had been told (weather peeps suck) and we landed without any hassle. We headed home where Tammy made us homemade pizza (yum) and Deonn came by and we talked about the trip and made Deonn and Tammy crazy. I thought Deonn was going to fall off of her chair when she found out I tried on Kimonas...

I think Jon and I got a little slap happy because Deonn got up and said to Tammy "I get to leave... you have to stay..." then she ... well... left.

Jon and I were nutty.

I'd like to thank the following for a memorable trip in no particular order:

Jon
Annie Jaye
Aye Jaye
Sarah Oakes
David
David Cox
the 5'1' magician from Argentina who renamed Shawn for us.
Jon
Mike
Adam
Stale Urine
Jessie
Dean Cameron(who we didn't see because he was in SF, but still)
Paul Provenza (who we also didn't see but provided us with the idea of the trip)
Handsome Jack
Tammy
Deonn
Kurt
Marie
Max
Sam
Jon
Shecky (the dog)
Penn (He got us crazy in the first place)
Stephanie
Stephanie's date (never got his name)
A rodent like dog @ Aye Jaye's
The indian place with bad tap water
the sushi bar breakfast ladies
the LAPD (for the ticket)
Pizza Paul
Mrs. Pizza Paul (who makes fish stix pizza we're sure)
Ron Jeremy (didn't see him either, but he came up in conversation)
Shawn
Every Magician in or from Argentina
Men's wearhouse
The guy who sold me Ice Cream from Oregon in Korea Town.
Rasputan the magician. (didn't meet him either, but he helped us get juice at the castle)
Dude who introduced all the magic acts.
The drink server at the Magic Castle
Kate Hudson
The Valet parking at the Magic Castle
The Hostess at the Magic Castle...
Oakland ATRCC
Jon



I'm sure I left peeps out and for that I'm sorry, please drop me a line if you want to be added (or removed) from this list...

This time it was a Mild Malaise... Time before that we did something "Crazy" next time is FUCKING INSANE so if we coming to your town watch out...

FAQ:
no i didn't spell check it. yes I did eat pringles with ez cheese...