yikes… haven’t posted to the site in a LOONG time… work’s been keepin’ me busy… makes me not wanna look at code when i get home
anyways… i’m 1-0 in both fantasy football leagues (2nd place in points in both also!)… thank you, mark for reggie wayne and baby sproles — i HIGHLY doubt that i can keep this up (esp with mcnabb getting broken)
oh and wtf is up with the padres? as mugatu would say, “those padres, they’re so hot right now”
they’re actually winning series against wild card contenders (but then drop 2 of 3 to the lowly d’bags)
a couple of things about last weekend… it should be noted that it almost didn’t happen for me — i was on the verge (and as i write this, i think i still am) of getting full-blown sick (not aids, at least)
had to take a half day at work and even got “wellness formula” from jimbo’s (per chaunce) — the pills taste nasty, but i think it might’ve helped (more on this later)
this was my first time going to one of these things, and boy… i’ve been missing out. it was such a slick time — my only gripe was that it was effington hot… “mike’s beer cheese” was amazing
i still think coconut+porter is a great mix!
we all got sloshed for 3 hours and decide to walk across the street to have some stir fresh mongolian bbq
we get a few feet from the place and mark and dwight suddenly want to chase me down and beat me up… wtf? so i immediately channel adrian petersen and i fuckin’ run… i run and i juke… i almost get hit by cars in the parking lot and on my last juke… i hear a loud THUD behind me… i turn around and i see a mangled mess of limbs and whiteness — it’s mark
he friggin curbstomped himself
he gets up and blood everywhere — dripping from his chin onto his shirt
quickly we get him to a mr. taco bathroom where he washes a little bit — to the disgust of the patrons… as we’re leaving, everyone’s eyes are on the tall white bald bastard and his entourage… i whisper to them, “yea… i kicked his ass”
so then — even tho we were hungry, we decide it’s in mark’s best interest to go to a hospital — i see a “pph” sign (palomar pomerado health — the only reason i know this is because tomlinson does a commercial for them) and we start walking
frick — it’s closed… mark starts whining, “waah… my chest hurts… waah… i’m losing a lot of blood”
so i have to do a quarter mile windsprint back to my car (drunk no more — adrenaline and i sweat it all out) and drive back to the closed clinic and take us to a kaiser permanente
once inside, we are loud and belligerent… so much so that we get kicked out of the waiting room… (actually, tim and i — the quietest of the bunch… the ones who were half asleep — us)
so we ended up going to the lobby and tim actually does something i never knew he could do — sleep… and i try to take a nap… meanwhile, dwight commandeers a wheelchair (three of them actually) and does a tour de france all around the hospital and around the perimeter
mark finally gets out with 8 stitches in his chin, some scrapes and bruises, but nothing else serious
overall… best stone anniversary ever! (it was kinda like the hangover… but not as funny)
oh so if you wanna see the gash (pre-stitches), click here — very graphic tho — looks like a vagina in mark’s chin… it’s breathing too! PIC (if you don’t wanna click on it, it reminded me of kuato in total recall)
yea i know… the site’s been collecting a bit of dust, which normally means that i’ve been busy with projects or i’m lazy (or both)
so what’s been up?
i’m still drinking beer… i’ve broken the goal of 50… and of course i’m behind on writing about them… talk about fanfare, eh? i think i want to blame wordpress for that… first for releasing 2.8, which had tons of issues (or maybe my site design had the issues… nahhhh). but then i just recently upgraded to 2.8.1, which is a lot better, i don’t get as many errors (they’re still there, but i can write posts at least)
i found out it’s mostly to do with old plugins that aren’t compatible with the new versions… which is lame-o!
on the topic of web development, things have been movin’ along well at work and gorirra… i think i’m running myself ragged tho — after these projects on the table, i think i’m gonna take a break somehow… doubt it tho — oh well…
hung out with the fpsa kids over the fourth, where our motto was “24 hours to live” — fun times…
padres stink, as they are wont to do… effin’ a… football’s right around the corner i guess
i twitter a bunch, so you can pretty much follow my going’s-ons there… (left column of my site — booyah)
is that it? i think so… everything’s been pretty much status quo…
ahh… so here’s something — chaunce, andy, and i were talking about clever ways to hide particular files on one’s computer… i’m sure you all have clever ideas, so post it out… you can be “anonymous” if you want (tho i’ll know who you are, you dirty bastard)
i know mark has a folder on his desktop that says, “mark’s 2008 tax stuff” — very clever, mark… very clever.
first of all, if you haven’t been to stone brewery in escondido, you must… even if you don’t drink beer (yea, there are some people out there… *cough* chaunce) — it’s an all-around chill place to eat and meet with friends.
this time i was here for white mark’s birthday
i REALLY enjoy their smoked porter so i wanna try some other type of porter… this is from another local brewery to san diego: lightning. i’ve been to this particular one last year with geoff and greg — we did a three brewery crawl (ballast point and alesmith), but it wasn’t my favorite of all the places… ballast point was (tho that’s some hoppy-ass beer)
anyway… this beer didn’t really hit me as a porter — it had more alcohol taste than anything else… much like a mild tatonka (bj’s — the restaurant, not the… well whatever)
i was a thick beer — worth a shot for a first try, but wouldn’t get it the next time around