You'll never find another love like mine.
6.4.2k7
Since joining the gym I haven't been going home for lunch much. I pack a lunch and bring it in then use the lunch hour to move weights around and sustain 160+ BPM on the ol' heart at that freakshow called Gold's Gym (saw Hulkster again there yesterday.) Today, however, I used the hour to go home, clean up the apartment and pack a suitcase with t-shirts, adapter cables, battery chargers and my baseball glove, as my little wife and I are headed to my beloved hometown - Chicago - tomorrow evening. I've got some scary-good seats in "screamer foul ball" section at Wrigley on Sunday, hence the Rawlings™. Our host, and our other traveling companion, the lovely and talented Trixy Sutton, each requested an itinerary chronicling the week's highlights, such as what we're doing and where we're eating. To that end, I jotted down some notes and tried to make some sense out of them in order to submit the schedule. It got a bit interesting and confusing, with all these arrows going either which way on the flowchart it became, so I gave up and wrote these words and emailed them to the appropriate parties on my lunch hour: "We're going to eat like stoned college kids and drink like sailors on leave the entire time we're there, so why bother planning?" I can't wait!
Tonight - Homestead.
Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Solstice
6.3.2k7
Longest day. Shortest post.
Tonight, a TNSC Solstice traditio since 1997!
The Orbit Room.
Have a looka!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
6.3.2k7
Longest day. Shortest post.
Tonight, a TNSC Solstice traditio since 1997!
The Orbit Room.
Have a looka!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Smoothy
6.2.2k7
Tomorrow one of the Phils and I embark on what will be our 3rd car trip from LA to Phoenix we've made in 19 years. We're going this year because it's supposed to be 110ยบ in the shade for the first time all year and ya don't wanna miss that! Also, we hear that there's gonna be a keg of Miller Lite near the pool - also not to be missed.
Nineteen years ago we drove back and forth twice - both times to "work" at Phil's dad's wife's yogurt shop. It was really fun - we pulled levers on these giant machines that shat out creamy yogurt into paper cups, adorned them with sprinkles, chocky-chips or chopped pineapples and slung them over to snotty white people who chose to vacation on Balboa Island where the shop was located. It got so busy at times we didn't have time to register every transaction, and as we became very familiar with the cost of the various items and typical combinations of items, we often made change from our aprons and settled with the till later, when the action calmed down. SOMETIMES there was a little left over and we bought Vodka with it!!
Enjoy some of the delightful memories captured during these magic times:
Here's Phil and Robot smokin' cigs out front.
Here's a young Bob Log III and Ynnad Reklaw visiting from AZ.
Here's Phil. He's spilled his Vodka!
Here's Phil again. He's tired from all the vod- ... er ... "work."
Tonight - Club Deluxe.
Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!
Linkey-Loo! Robot reminds:
It's "Little Minskey's Burlesque" tonight at the Deeeee-Luxe!!! Cover charge - "slight!" Fun - more than likely! Pasties - most definitely!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
6.2.2k7
Tomorrow one of the Phils and I embark on what will be our 3rd car trip from LA to Phoenix we've made in 19 years. We're going this year because it's supposed to be 110ยบ in the shade for the first time all year and ya don't wanna miss that! Also, we hear that there's gonna be a keg of Miller Lite near the pool - also not to be missed.
Nineteen years ago we drove back and forth twice - both times to "work" at Phil's dad's wife's yogurt shop. It was really fun - we pulled levers on these giant machines that shat out creamy yogurt into paper cups, adorned them with sprinkles, chocky-chips or chopped pineapples and slung them over to snotty white people who chose to vacation on Balboa Island where the shop was located. It got so busy at times we didn't have time to register every transaction, and as we became very familiar with the cost of the various items and typical combinations of items, we often made change from our aprons and settled with the till later, when the action calmed down. SOMETIMES there was a little left over and we bought Vodka with it!!
Enjoy some of the delightful memories captured during these magic times:
Here's Phil and Robot smokin' cigs out front.
Here's a young Bob Log III and Ynnad Reklaw visiting from AZ.
Here's Phil. He's spilled his Vodka!
Here's Phil again. He's tired from all the vod- ... er ... "work."
Tonight - Club Deluxe.
Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!
Linkey-Loo! Robot reminds:
It's "Little Minskey's Burlesque" tonight at the Deeeee-Luxe!!! Cover charge - "slight!" Fun - more than likely! Pasties - most definitely!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Cupper cone?
6.1.2k7
So I heard on the radio that Frisco's city council has banned the plastic grocery bags from the city limits. I figure that, besides the issue of the SF government's priorities being so fuct and, well, typical, it's a good thing to ban the bags. They make quite a mess when they catch just a breath of wind and end up in a tree forever. Once, stepping out of Shanghai Kelly's on our way to chow down at Polkers, my brother and I spotted a pigeon flying (poorly) with a plastic grocery bag wrapped around a wing. Somehow this guy was able to get around with a deployed parachute dragging behind it. We chased the little fucker down and actually caught it, removed the bag, and let the flying rat go. I ain't no friend of pidgey-widgeys, but I don't like to see things in trouble. So yeah ... the bags are a blight.
Down here in LA, my little wife and I imposed our own ban on plastic grocery bags, opting for reusable canvas bags to haul grocerys from the Ralph's. Being renters and not being able to do really hardcore green things like installing solar panels or low wattage laundry equipment (we do have a clothesline (thank you Aunt Jenny)), we do little things like ride a bike to work and reuse canvas grocery bags. I didn't notice until last night, however, that old Ralph's actually gives me a "brought-his-own-bag" credit! Five cents! That's right, suckers, five goddang cents! At this rate, it'll be roughly 400 visits to the Ralph's before this bag has paid for itself. Hot damn!
Tonight - Lone Palm.
Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
6.1.2k7
So I heard on the radio that Frisco's city council has banned the plastic grocery bags from the city limits. I figure that, besides the issue of the SF government's priorities being so fuct and, well, typical, it's a good thing to ban the bags. They make quite a mess when they catch just a breath of wind and end up in a tree forever. Once, stepping out of Shanghai Kelly's on our way to chow down at Polkers, my brother and I spotted a pigeon flying (poorly) with a plastic grocery bag wrapped around a wing. Somehow this guy was able to get around with a deployed parachute dragging behind it. We chased the little fucker down and actually caught it, removed the bag, and let the flying rat go. I ain't no friend of pidgey-widgeys, but I don't like to see things in trouble. So yeah ... the bags are a blight.
Down here in LA, my little wife and I imposed our own ban on plastic grocery bags, opting for reusable canvas bags to haul grocerys from the Ralph's. Being renters and not being able to do really hardcore green things like installing solar panels or low wattage laundry equipment (we do have a clothesline (thank you Aunt Jenny)), we do little things like ride a bike to work and reuse canvas grocery bags. I didn't notice until last night, however, that old Ralph's actually gives me a "brought-his-own-bag" credit! Five cents! That's right, suckers, five goddang cents! At this rate, it'll be roughly 400 visits to the Ralph's before this bag has paid for itself. Hot damn!
Tonight - Lone Palm.
Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
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