Monday, November 27, 2006

I'm following next time

I was coming home from the PRG tonight and almost got into a really bad accident. I had a green light, but I saw a red pickup truck going about 40 blast through the intersection I was about to enter, blowing through the red light. If I hadn't slammed on my breaks I'd most likely be in the hospital right now.

I should have followed that crazy fucker, but I didn't think of it fast enough. I did call the cops, which hopefully they tracked him down. Hell, he was heading for downtown over the Morrison bridge.

And it's just going to get worse. I say this because Portland drivers suck, and it'll be in the mid-30s this week.

Sunday, November 26, 2006

I still have my van

I say that because...
  1. I drove to Powell's Technical
  2. I read magazines for 45 minutes or so
  3. I didn't feel my keys in my pocket when I got close to my van
  4. I saw the lights were on
  5. I heard the motor running
  6. I opened the door, and realized I had left my van running, unlocked.
I'm um... lucky. I'm lucky because I parked my van at the Park Blocks, which has a drug recovery center on it, and my van was still there.


Saturday, November 25, 2006

Day after Thanksgiving

and I don't feel fat. A little lazy, maybe, but not fat. I met up with some friends at the Circuit for a little afternoon bouldering session. Got warmed up pretty quickly and sent. Did a v7 pretty easily, but I wouldn't really call it that. It's damn hard to measure my performance when I don't feel like the numbers I've been climbing recently are accurate. WTF ever, just numbers.

I watched a Harry Potter movie today, the Goblet of Fire one or something. Really wasn't that good at all. At times the story line jumped so far from where it was that I was left asking what the fuck just happened. Done with those flicks.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Puma has it all wrong

Or do they? On my way to Powells tonight I passed the Puma store in Portland. I noticed they were using Wild Country carabiners and slings to hang items from the ceiling. I believe they were Wild Wires. Anyway, I thought that using those biners was a pretty cool, stylistic, expensive way to hang the items. I estimated about 100 biners, and at $6.50 a pop (retail for the red ones) that's a pretty penny. I might stop in and offer $2/biner when they take them down. Maybe I can turn around and sell them for a little profit huh? Jeez, I sound like my dad!

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Ticked another

Today's climbing session was interesting. I wasn't feeling that strong at all. I was having a hard time getting warmed up, so I took a long break, ate a fruit/nut bar, and rested. I did a warm up problem, then failed to send a v5. I was feeling pretty frustrated, so I moved to another wall, where I sent a v7 in a few tries. Just yesterday Garry and I were talking about how easy a hard problem feels when you send. I felt like saying it was v6, but decided to keep my mouth shut. 2nd v7 has been done. Feels good to push the numbers a little.

Saturday, November 18, 2006

We have a new CHAMPION!

Tonight was UFC 65 "Bad Intentions or something like that.

The under-card fights were pretty good. I'm sure they'll be up on YouTube soon enough. The best knockout (of the under-card fights, mind you) was James Irvin vs Hector Ramirez. Hector was killing the boxing game, but Irvin managed a badass knockout.

Sylvia vs Monson wasn't too exciting, except for the 3rd round. Sylvia didn't do a whole lot, and in the 3rd, Monson got on top, but submission attempts didn't work, and his reach wasn't long enough to make strikes count. Sylvia, in another decision, won.

St. Pierre vs Hughes was awesome. GSP was using his superior standup to control the fight. Seconds left in the first round, GSP was knocking the shit out of Hughes. If there were 5 seconds more to the round, it would have been the end of the bout.

As the second round started, I could tell GSP would pull it out. After a nice high kick to Hughes' head, GSP pounced and the fight was stopped. I freaked. I was so psyched Hughes lost. He's a good fighter but too cocky for my likes. GSP deserved it.

Ok, for the 2 best quotes of the night, from some dude named Adam that we didn't even know:
  • "I don't own a gun, know how to use a gun, or even like guns. But I will bow-and-arrow a motherfucker for a PS3!"
  • "Know what I like about Hooters? The excitement. These girls are one rent check away from becoming strippers."

I done swum

Nathan, my friend Garry and I did Fish to Bob's on the Clackamas today. The river level was higher than normal flows, but nothing unmanageable. I was in an Eskimo creek boat, which was kinda strange. The outfitting kinda sucked, but it was easy to roll. Like other creek boats, it wasn't too easy to keep going straight, but I managed.

We stopped above Carter Bridge, the first of 3 significant rapids on the run. My heart rate was too high and it was hard to catch my breath, but once I settled down, we went for it.

Carter Bridge is where I swam last time I did this run. There are some significant drops and a large pillow at the end. This time, we went left, avoiding the drops (which were HUGE today) and shot across the face of the last pillow. I was very surprised I didn't flip. It felt good to go through with no issues.

Rock 'n Roll wasn't too much of an issue. I picked a line just left of Nathan's and avoided a last pillow that may have flipped me. Feeling good, my confidence level was high for Toilet Bowl.

Toilet Bowl is deceptive. You can't see the drops until you're in them, and it kinds sucks if you flip. Well, I flipped on the last one! I tried to get into setup position for my roll but had a hard time, since the water was pretty powerful there. I stayed under for as long as I could, then, instead of attempting a role, I exited. Not only was I cold, but I was a little frustrated. And, I was cold.

After that the run is pretty much done. I got out and took some pictures with my mom's camera, almost falling into the river 2 or 3 times. Carley took some pics too, so I'll try to post those up on Google/Picasa soon. Here are the pics from my mom's camera.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Buying a house can be hard

It's not so much that it's difficult to make decisions, it's hard to coordinate. I agreed to a 7 day inspection period, which will be over in a few days. I wouldn't mind so much if contractors (whom I need to bid on repairs) would call me back. Luckily my mom is helping out. Not sure if I could do it without her.

I'm also using Basecamp to manage this project. It has an easy to use interface and does enough of what I need to be worth the measly $13/month or whatever. I've been mostly using the To-Do list, and some of the file management. I could probably stand to organize it a little more.

But, tonight, I'm going to bed at a decent hour. I've been having a hard time getting up in the morning and I haven't been feeling as productive at work lately.

Monday, November 13, 2006

I just bought a house

Well, almost. My counter to their counter to my original offer was accepted, or was to be accepted. Looks like my dad was right: play hardball and you can get it at a good price. I'm glad I listened.

Yes, it's 3:20am. I worked late. Took my first trip to the Hot Cake House on Powell. Hit the spot!

Monday, November 06, 2006

I don't like kids

Tonight was the Thursday concert. Billy Talent played first, followed by Circa Survive. I wasn't sure if Circa would put on a good show, but I was thoroughly impressed. I went down into the pit for Thursday, figuring I could move a little. The fucking kids in the pit were too busy pushing instead of dancing, which got really annoying. Coupled with Geoff's mic not being loud enough and the crappy acoustics of the Roseland made for a show that could have been a little better.

I didn't stay for Rise Against. It was kinda nice being home by 10. Am I getting old?

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Sunday Rainy Sunday

Nathan and I went to another pool session today. We demo'd the Bliss-Stick SCUD, the Wavesport Diesel 65 and the Fluid Solo Small. The SCUD is a cross between a play boat and a creek boat, and it kinda strange. I think I'd have to paddle it in moving water to get a good feel. While the Diesel was nice and comfy, and easy to roll, the Fluid was amazing. Super easy to roll, on and off-side, and I was hand-rolling it very easily. Nathan and I would both like to get one, but they're pricey and probably hard to find used.

After the pool session we went to see Borat. Not much to say except it was fucking hilarious and well worth seeing. It was almost hard to watch at times, but I persevered.

And all night I've been thinking of a house I want to buy. I think the price is right, and the house is very nice. I'm already pre-approved for enough, I just need to see if I have enough for 20% down and if my monthly payment is doable.

Tomorrow night I'll be enjoying the pit for Thursday. Can't wait!


Sooooooooo tight...
Yosh, Polina, Brian, James, Andy and I went to Lola's Room to see HDC tonight. The opening act, Resident Anti-Hero, was a 2 man act of an MC and a DJ/MC. They had some good sounds but their songs didn't vary as much as I would have liked. Still, good shit.

Then, HDC came on for 2 hours. 2 hours of movin', dancin', jammin'. So much fun. Most of what they played was new, as it's been 5 years since they put out their first album (go buy it). But they did play a few songs I knew. Natty white dreadlocks YAAAAAAH MON!

Friday, November 03, 2006

probably the last time...

I go to a Deftones concert. It was an amazing performance by the masters of the their craft. Let's start from the beginning.

Deadsy, the opening band... how you say... sucked. I shouldn't say that. Their sound was kinda like Orgy which I actually like a lot. It's just that they were SO LOUD. I've never worn earplugs at a show but went immediately to purchase some tonight. It's like they had 3 bassists and they are all cranked up the the max.

Then the Deftones came on stage. I haven't been in a pit in a long time, but felt like it was necessary to pay my respects to a band that's given me so much. Sounds fruity but it's true. They played pretty much every song I wanted to hear besides one: Battle-axe from the self-titled album. Regardless, it was a great show.

However, I did get elbowed in the back in the same spot like 2 or 3 times, and now that shit is cramping. Time to hit the shower and get other people's sweat off of me.

Edited (the next day)
I forgot to comment on a few amusing things I saw at the show. First, I think my first human moth. There was a guy, a big guy, that had that look on his face like he was drawn to Chino like a moth drawn to light. He kinda had his mouth half-open all the time too, so he looked rather funny.

Then, there was the Pit Love. This little girl (maybe 16) was in the pit with her boyfriend, clutching her arms around his neck for the WHOLE SHOW. She looked mighty uncomfortable as she was slammed against others. Hell, she rarely ever faced the stage to see the band. Her boyfriend didn't seem to pay much attention to the music either, like his sole purpose was to hold on to her or she'd be sucked into the black hole of pit-death. I'd figure your sole purpose at a concert is to see the band, but maybe things have changed.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

overweight people confuse me

So I'm waiting for my lunch at Nike today when I hear an overweight women ask for a Garden Burger. I immediately think to myself "Cool, she's trying to do something about her weight. Good for her." The food service worker (or wtf-ever you call those people) told the woman that they didn't carry Garden Burgers, but had a black bean and something else burger. I figured the woman would go for it.

Instead, she ordered a bacon cheeseburger. With fries. Seriously. I mean, have a little self-respect. I guess that's the problem in the first place.

While I was eating, a group of people sat down at a table next to me. I noticed the woman in black. What I noticed was that she was pretty. She had a very pleasant face. Yet she was probably 80lbs overweight. She seemed to have a good personality, which made it all the more tragic.

Portion control, snacks control, soda control... There's a new commercial out for a fat burning drug called Lipozene. Contrary to what the skinny bitch says, it is your fault. Take ownership for your body and do something about it.