Mo' Monae, Mo' bloggin'

Listen to it.  Now.  It will blow your mind.  Turns out the album I downloaded a few weeks ago wasn't the actual album released.  About half of the tracks were "fake".  Even so, I enjoyed the album very much.  After hearing the real version, I'm only more impressed.  This is a great album from a very talented artist.  Much love for Monae and her awesome afro/pompadour (she calls it "The Monae").

As you may have noticed, I haven't been blogging.  Why?  Superstition.  The Sharks were doing well and I didn't want anything to change.  They still lost.  My playoff beard is no more and holds a record of 6-5.  Next year I'll start it from the get-go.  And of course, they'll make it to the playoffs.

Last night I got take out from Americana.  I ordered a rib eye steak since they were out of the T-bone and a large pizza cheese steak with fries for lunch today.  I brought the sandwich in my usual Tupperware and put it in my usual spot in the refrigerator.  Even at 1:30 I wasn't very hungry so I decided to just eat half.  I left half of my sandwich and fries in my Tupperware and wrapped it in a plastic bag and put it back in the refrigerator. 

When I came back at 5, my Tupperware was missing from the refrigerator.  I looked around the area and found it sitting on top of the refrigerator.  It was empty.  Someone ate my sandwich.  Or threw it away.  Equally unacceptable.  That half sandwich was worth almost $6.  That's almost as much as a whole sandwich at most places!  I'm going to write a letter to building security about securing my godamn sandwiches.  Someone owes me $6 and I'm willing to take them to small claims court.  Don't think I won't do it!




My sandwich?! MY SANDWICH?! MY SANDWICH?!  I hate work people. 

Quick update on everything in my life:

Work has been work.  I thought I was going to get fired a few weeks ago since my boss had repeatedly been on me about my effort.  She ended up giving me more assignments which, of course, means I can't get fired yet.  Good news for me.  I need the money.  Today I also found out that I have been approved for the use of Microsoft Communicator and Live Meeting.  I think with these two programs I'll be able to go on AIM again. 

If you haven't heard, the bird is the word.  Also, I got into graduate school so hooray for me I guess.  Even though I got accepted, I'm not sure this is what I want to do.  But, I figure I'll get the degree regardless and see if I can grow into it.  Worst case scenario, I graduate (actually not graduating and failing out of the program would be worst case scenario) and work a few years in a manager's position making close to or above $100,000.  The degree will pay for itself in a year or two.


Classes meet twice a week and the program was intended for those who are employed full time.  This means I'll get to continue to work (if they renew my contract after December) and go to school.  But it also means most of my time will be taken up.  If they let me go after December, I'm going to take more classes and just enjoy being a student again.  Debate club/team, beginning ice hockey classes, and who knows what else.  It will be magical. If my contract does get extended, it will be less magical but mo' money. 

So, in a nutshell, that's been my life lately.  How have you been?

Until next time,

A jiffy is an actual unit of time for 1/100th of a second.

-Alex Thunderlips

Let's get musical.

Reading Chad's post about goals made me think a lot about how I've been spending my time lately.  I haven't been able to come up with any new goal that I haven't already failed at multiple times (exercising regularly, cleaning my room, getting my scooter, etc.).  But coming out of the shower just now, I thought of some very compelling lyrics to a song I would like to write.  The only thing is, I don't know how to play a musical instrument.  So, for the next two weeks, I plan to pick up my guitar again and try to write my song.  To make my goal easier and more realistic, I've set the bar at 15 minutes of practice everyday.  Yes, I know.  This will probably end up on my list of failed accomplishments but it's nice to dream. 

I do my best thinking in the shower.  It's the only place I can go and really just forget about everything else.  That, and just sitting in my room singing loudly to throwbacks like this:



This song is somewhere on my "Top 5 Rock Songs of All time" along with:



Have fun rocking out to some of my favorite jams of all time.

Until next time,

A fetus that is four months old will become startled and turn away if a light is flashed on a mother's stomach. 

-Alex Thunderlips

Board of life.

While reading the Sunday paper last week, I came across an ad for a local store in San Francisco called Gamescape.  This store is said to have one of the most extensive collection of board games available.  I'm itching to go check out their store.  I <3 board games...  It's the nerd in me, which is all of me.  To make it even cooler, they team up with this cafe across the street every Wednesday evening to host board game nights.  I want to go but I'm not sure if anyone would go with me.  I've been asking around and people sound skeptical.  Someone go with me!  This could be the beginning of finding things to do in San Francisco that does not involve alcohol although it wouldn't be considered nightlife since it runs from 6 to 10.  I hope they have pog events.

Friday night I went to the Nob Hill Masonic Auditorium to watch Conan O'Brien in his stand up tour Legally Prohibited From Being Funny On Television Tour.  In all honesty, the opening act by Reggie Watts completely put Conan's performance to shame.  Don't get me wrong.  Conan was good, but Reggie Watts had some gut-busting jokes.  A lot of the material that Conan had planned didn't pan out, but he really shined when interacting with the audience and just being himself.  Most of the scripted portions were predictable but still funny.  Some of the show was meant to be nostalgic with the reintroduction of familiar skits and characters of the Late Night and Tonight show.  Overall a good show.  7/10

I'm having doubts about the playoff beard.  It's beginning to be a burden.  At this point it's very patchy but, at the same time, very long.  When I eat, my 'stache is going in my mouth from the sides and into my nose at the top.  Not exactly a comfortable situation.  Since the Sharks are one break I've been thinking about shaving it and just doing a playoff beard per round and just cycle as the rounds go.  Of course there have been objections since it holds a 2-0 record. 

Out of material.  End.

Until next time,

Frosted Flakes mascot Tony the Tiger has son named Tony Jr., a daughter named Antoinette, and a wife that were used in early advertising commercials.

-Alex Thunderlips

Playoff beard: 1, Colorado: 0

I think the beard is working!  Sharks won tonight to tie up the series 2-2.  It was a great game with a lot of back-and-forth.  A good chunk of the game was played in the neutral zone and there were many breakaways and transition plays.  Everything to make a fast paced exciting game.  The series is coming back to the Bay Area on Thursday.  See you there!

Summer is coming soon.  Know what that means?  Gotta get that summer body ready.  Starting tomorrow I'm going to start eating ridiculous amounts of food to begin the summer hibernation period.  I'm going to need all the extra calories for intense 14+ hour sessions of COD.  I'm cleaning my room to make my nesting more comfortable as I will be in my room for extended periods of time.  Next step:  collect menus from restaurants that deliver to minimize the amount of movement required.

Decided to do a new sign off.  Instead of random blurbs and irrelevant information, I thought I'd start using interesting facts.  I use the term "facts" loosely since the information will mostly be what I've read online somewhere.

Until next time,

The average adult produced half a liter of flatulent gas per day resulting, on average, fourteen instances of flatulence.

-Alex Thunderlips

Away but not gone

I've been close to obsessed with this band lately.  Listen to it.  You won't be sorry.  It does start a little slow though.  Their sound is just so wonderfully refreshing and different.  The combination of instruments is so unusual but somehow manage to produce major eargasms. 

Back to basics.  I had a dream last night that was definitely brought on by the happenings of hours before I went to bed.  I was back at Roe, where I had been that night, and instead of celebrating Aline's birthday, everyone was celebrating mine.  Standing in front of me at the bar, I see a woman with beautiful curves.  Her blonde hair was soaked for some reason like she had just gotten out of the shower.  The DJ stopped the music and she turned around and it was... wait for it... Beyonce!  With a mic in her hand, she started singing a very beautiful rendition of Happy Birthday.  After the song we left Roe for a late-night bite via limo.  The next thing I remember is finishing eating and heading back home in a helicopter.  I guess I ride in style in my dreams.

As mentioned above, last night's dream was probably due to the things that happened earlier when I actually went to Roe to celebrate Aline's birthday followed by a late-night meal in Chinatown.  I must admit, the beginning of the night was a bit lackluster but by the end of the night, I was glad to be there.

The highlight was definitely sharing a meal (not literally) with seven other people, three of whom were inebriated.  Kevin was slurring and acting a fool.  When the waitress asked what we would like to drink, he said "Oh!  I know what I need right now.  Do you have Gatorade?  I'll have the red kind."  The waitress had no idea what he was talking about and Jimmy was just rolling.  After we ordered drinks Jimmy put his face down on his menu and someone made an inappropriate comment that made him choke and spit all over his menu.  Gary was also trying his best to speak Cantonese which eventually led to an interesting translation of Rude Boy by Rihanna.  Another girl, Diana, was being belligerent and yelling at Kevin for not eating his food.  She was complaining about how he had ordered food but was not eating any of it, but when I looked over at her side, there was no plate in front of her.  I asked her why she was yelling at Kevin for not eating when she didn't even have a plate in front of her and she just smiled innocently.  I can't remember a time when I had that much fun being sober watching drunk people.

I woke up this morning with a moderately sized bruise on my right knee.  It may be the stupidest self-inflicted injury of the year (so far.  I'm sure there will be more).  After watching two hours of Ninja Warrior on G4, I had an itch to Spider Climb my hallway.  What does that mean?  It means this.



I did not anticipate how slippery the walls in my hallway would be and I fell almost immediately when I jumped up.  My knee ran right into the wall.  It was ridiculous.   Damn you Ninja Warrior. 

I've also been working on my playoff beard.  It's a work in progress.  The Sharks have been playing very well but are at the short end of the series.  They stand behind the Avalanche 1-2.  I have a feeling the sharks will wear them down soon and victories are inevitable.  C'mon Sharks!  I'm not growing this beard for nothing!

I guess that'll do for now.  You'll just have to live with what I give you.

Until next time,

OMGWTFBBQ?!

-Alex Thunderlips