Woman of my dreams

Literally. 

Last night I met Taylor Swift.  She was stunning.  I am not exactly sure what happened but someone I know had won a chance to meet Sweezy.  It was a chance for a private concert in their home and she came to Calvin's house.  Her band was setting up in the kitchen and I was playing chess with Chad in the dining room while Anjuli watched TV.  I realized no one else was going to watch the concert besides the three of us so I went into the kitchen and asked her if she just wanted to perform an acoustic set so it would not take so long setting up.  She thought it was a great idea and she came out and sang a song on her guitar.  It was wonderful.

After a few songs, I asked her if she wanted to play some board games.  She asked what we had and I went through the list of board games I have and mentioned Taboo.  As soon as I mentioned it, her eyes lit up and she said, "I LOVE THAT GAME! I'M SO GOOD AT IT!"  She mentioned that she and Adele were "beastly" and undefeated.  I went around the house to look for my people to play and found Andy sleeping.  I tried to wake him up but he did not want to play.  Oh well.

She said she had to leave so I walked her to her car.  Amazingly, no one recognized her as we walked through a crowd of people.  Then, out of no where, some crazy Asian girl screams, "TAYLOR!"  Waves of hysterical fans start running toward her and I try to hold them back.  I had my back turned to the fans and boxed out as many as I could while Taylor got into her car.  Some 13 year old reaches from behind and grabs my neck.  At this point Taylor is already in the car and drives off.  I turn around and slap the girl across the face and walk away.  Bitch.  Trying to grab me...

Not really an exciting dream but it was the first time I met Taylor.

-Thundalips

My mother

I was talking to my mother about earthquakes and disaster preparedness.  She said she wanted a flashlight for emergencies and I said that was not enough.  I went through the list of supplies the N.E.R.T. student manual suggested and then told her Anjuli was actually making a kit.  She asked me what was in it and I did not know at the time since she was still blogging it.  I told her I would let her know when Anjuli was done blogging about it. 

After my mom got out of the shower I called her to my room to tell her the list and the conversation went something like this:

Me: Hey Ma, you wanted to know what was in Anjuli's kit right?  She posted it.

Ma:  I already know what's in it.  Alcohol and condoms.

Me: /Laugh

Ma: What?  The necessities! 

I laughed so hard.  My mom says the craziest shit. 

Until next time,

-Thundalips

Baby on board with a fat guy dancing.

Getcho eagle on.

Dream time.

It began on a bright and sunny day in San Jose.  I was skateboarding (not longboarding) to class and just passed the science building when I saw my friend Adam from high school.  I have been running into him a lot lately for some reason and I happened to run into him again on campus even though he did not attend SJSU.  As I tried to slow down to talk to him I stumbled and my board slipped out from under me.  But I was not worried about my board going to far because the area I was in was almost like a bowl.  The board rolled about 30 yards away before it started rolling back.  So I stood there and made small talk with Adam while I watched my board roll around.  It rolled back and forth but eventually picked up enough momentum that it went over the edge of the bowl and rolled further down campus.  I still had my eye on it and was thinking it would come back.  Then, out of no where, I see my skateboard run into a stroller.  The skateboard was pushing the stroller towards the street.  I panic and run after my skateboard that was now carrying the stroller into traffic.  I never caught it...

Until next time,

Toddlers do not dream about themselves until around the age of 3. From the same age, children typically have many more nightmares than adults do until age 7 or 8.

-Thundalips

Weird stuff

Totally ridiculous song.  But it is catchy... Make your face fall off.  Here's a legit song worth listening to.

 I like T.I.  Great rapper...

Things to talk about... Things to talk about... Hmm... Reno?  Ehh... Upcoming Vegas trip?  Ehh... School?  Nah... Weird stuff?  Yes, please.

People who are familiar with my eating habits know that I do not have much of a sweet tooth.  I rarely eat dessert, I am not too crazy about chocolate, and I do not eat a lot of sweets in general.  The only sugary food/drink in my diet is soda.  And I only have that two or three times a week.  But lately, I have been craving a lot of sweets.  After meals, I start looking for something to satisfy my sweet tooth which has never really happened before.  Maybe I am man-struating...  Who knows...

Need to sleep earlier....

-Thundalips

Faceless money grabber

One of my new favorite albums.  I have a feeling I will be listening to this one for years.  Interesting note:  the band does not incorporate the guitar in their music because the lead singer is "sick of hearing it" in music.

A burden has been lifted.  I am faceless.  While I do feel somewhat disconnected, I also feel free.  Having it removed from my typical daily rounds has changed the way I internets.  Not that it felt like a burden to begin with, but it is just a different feeling.  I am not sure how long I will go faceless but I am enjoying the peace.

I recently heard someone say something along the lines of "All guys are dogs."  Hearing things like that drives me crazy.  I heard it again on the radio recently as well.  Women who have this mindset need to be burlap-sacked and thrown into a river.  Or sterilized.  I am not exactly sure what happened in their lives for them to pigeonhole every guy into this ridiculous stereotype, but it has no place in the world in my book.  If you really have such problem with men, then become a lesbian.  If you date someone with the mindset that they will cheat on you at any given time, there is no trust.  If there is no trust, there is no relationship.  Grow up.  Why even bother with men if you think you are putting yourself in a situation to be hurt.  One of two things: you are dumber than a brick or you love the drama and attention.

The funny thing is the girl who said it was actually guilty of cheating on her boyfriend herself.  Hypocrite... If I really have to think about it, I probably know more women who cheated than men.  Or at least an equal amount.  These females need to open the poppy eyes...  The world is full of cheaters and liars, both male and female.

Think about it statistically.  In some ways it is worse than racism.  Even if you stereotype all the Chinese people in the world, that's only 1 billion people out of more than 6 billion people on Earth.  If you stereotype all men, that is almost half of the human population.  More than 3 billion people.  Going back to the example, if you were to say "Chinese people can't drive," that would be suggesting all 1 billion Chinese knew how to drive to begin with.  That, of course, is not the case in the real world.  By saying "All guys cheat and are dogs," you are saying 3 billion males, regardless of age, sexual preference, etc., will cheat given the opportunity.   You are just tilting at windmills...

The only difference between the male and female cheaters is the way the situation is treated.  If you look at any media outlet, they typically stigmatize any man who is adulterous e.g. Jesse James, Tiger Woods, Jackie Chan, etc.  All of those stories were blown out of proportion forcing them to make numerous public apologies while tarnishing their images forever.  On the other side of the argument, women like LeAnn Rimes, Jennifer Lopez, Meg Ryan, and Princess Diana all admitted cheating on their spouses.  But how much attention did these stories get?  I even had to look up famous female celebrity cheaters to get that list!  That's how much the media spins "news".  Television shows like "Desperate Housewives" even go as far as glorifying female cheaters.  These characters are put on a pedestal instead of in front of a podium.  If the show were reversed (think Desperate Stay-At-Home-Husband), would the ratings be the same?  Would women find it offensive?  Probably.  Think about it...

Until next time,

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-Thundalips