Damn I'm Good

There's something pretty satisfying in hearing that you've had absolutely no effect whatsoever on someones pain, yet they give you top marks on a satisfaction survey...BOOYAH!

I've been bumming around the house lately, and it seems like I get into these ruts now and then where it's a good idea to watch reruns of "My Wife and Kids" followed by a brand new Judge Greg Mathis because you know someones going to talk some serious smack about someone else....and someone will definitely refer to the other as promiscuous. Work has been sort of slow lately, but I suppose now that the sun is coming out and it's warming up, people will be out hurting themselves again. I've bought a plane ticket to Phoenix for May to visit my Momma, if it should happen to be 192 degrees farenheit, then I leave all my things to my brother except my speakers because Ryan always needs a new pair for his computer

Keep you updated as things occur

I'm watching you...

Google Earth may be the coolest invention ever...I'm looking at my old apartment in Chicago as we speak, and you can even see the radiators menacing me from afar...excellent!

St. Patrick's Week - March 12-March 17, 2006

Sorry for the delay in writing, I was trying to keep up to date but with the NCAA Basketball tournament rolling around I got very lazy, distracted and frustrated as my pool went south in a hurry. Anyways, here are some pictures from what Pat and I tried to turn into St. Patrick's Week. It started with the St. Patrick's Day Parade in Detroit the weekend before the most holy of Irish day's and continued with readings from the St. Patrick book, and numerous nigthcaps of Bailey's and coffee. The parade was full of drinking on the streets, beads, and really bad floats

Pat excited to start the day


I, on the other hand, am already beligerent


Funny how your disposition can quickly change




I wish this was my house














Even dogs get into the spirit














The best costume of the day, this guy wanted a beer for every picture taken














Miss Irish-something-or-other














Pat doing some kind of dance for beads...could he be drunk??














HUUUGE Irish hounds














I don't even think he was part of the parade














I have no idea what this is














Drunkest man in the parade

Adventures on The Slut...I mean Slot

The final potentially cold weekend down this way called for a visit to Northern Michigan for some skiing. This wasn't a great winter to be a skiier, and since I had my skiis tuned up and had my brother wax them specifically for this season it was good to finally get to use them. Amazing how quickly the snow can accumulate as you get going north. For those of you who have driven north on I-75, you know that there's nothing much to look at, but there is something peaceful about the whole trip, through woods and farmlands covered in snow. It's a great stress reliever to just sit and stare out the window. Also, I was listening to Joshua Radin, who I highly recommend. I heard about him through Zach Braff's website, and I have to say I'm thouroughly impressed. A less gritty version of Elliot Smith, but perfect for just sitting, unwinding and falling asleep to.

I started to notice as we got north, that the number of individuals wearing tapered jeans was climbing at an alarming rate. Pat seemed to think that this was because of a lack of fashionable clothing options in the area, and for having grown up with these styles. I tend to agree with this theory, but it got us to brainstorming other things which might increase in prevalence as we continued on North. Pat figures tapered jeans would show a positive correlation of 0.69, which for you stat buffs is slightly significant, we placed mullets at a 0.53 positive correlation, racing/snowmobiling jackets came in first place with a 0.84 positive correlation, bringing up the rear was a sticker of Calvin peeing on a Ford/Dodge symbol at a positive correlation of 0.19, and finally Carhart or camouflage clothing came in at 0.75. The things we come up with when we have too much time on our hands

The skiing was great, weather was perfect and I got a nice sunburn. The skiis were running a bit fast, probably because they were properly waxed for once, so it took a few runs to get back into things. Pat and I capped off the trip with a steep and narrow run called the Slot, whose sign someone had cleverly fixed to read "The Slut". Of course, hijinx and hilarity ensued....long story short, it was a good ride.