"I'm married with 2 baby boys."

This is in direct relation to my previous post on the subject of social networking making me more aware of my friends spawning.

This time, it's not facebook, it's MySpace. Serious.

The girl that was my best friend in high school. The one that um..actually told me at one point
"I'm not a lesbian, but my girlfriend is" in all *seriousness*...
The girl that *I* used to think partied hard and crazy while high school candice was too goodie-two-shoes. (yes, there was a point)

*that* girl is now married with TWO babies. yes TWO.

Don't get me wrong I'm happy for her. but. damn. am i reaching that age? am i?

I need more wine.

One of the closest races in history, underwater

Discovered this on NBC:

The men's 4x100 relay entirely underwater.

Definitely a great race!

100th Blog post. Goals that I had in high school.

It's amazing to me that I actually stopped blogging to figure out what to write for a 100th one. I almost decided against overthinking it and just doing a drunk blog one night.

And then I realized I needed to write all of my goals down anyway...

When I was a teenager, I remember coming up with a long list of stuff i wanted to accomplish. I never actually wrote them all down in one place, but I had a mental scroll of things that I wanted to do. I wish I had actually written them all down, because a decade later I've done a bunch of them.

Some goals are small, stuff like "Dye my hair", other goals are much more lofty.

I'd like to quickly point out that this is not to brag, but to make myself realize that I can do a lot of shit, because i already have done a lot. Had I had a working list like this when I was 16, who knows what else I could have done. In fact, I know there's a lot I left off. I have to remember it.

The following are actually things I decided I wanted to achieve during my lifetime (decided while I was in high school or earlier)

✓: I've done it!
( additional information in parentheses )
No longer want to do, not probable.

• Win state championship in a sport/activity. ✓ (BMX)
  
• Direct a music video.✓ (well.not exactly, but I got to be the Art Director for a music video)
  
• Star in my own music video.
• Buy a car ✓
• Start a rock band ✓ (3, in fact..so far)
  
• Play a rock show ✓
• Color my hair. ✓
• Get a true mohawk (Yeah, no longer interested. Maybe a fauxhawk)
  
• Get my eyebrow pierced.
• Get a tattoo.
  
• Work for Pixar (Toy Story 2's fault)
• Get a Computer Science degree (Didn't happen, ended up getting an animation degree)
• Become a web designer ✓ (freelanced for a bit)
• Go to Stanford (I didn't even apply, not going there for grad school)
• Get accepted to a mainland school ✓
• Get scholarships ✓
• Graduate High School with Honors ✓ (Magna Cum Laude, bitches)
  
• Be Valedictorian/Salutorian (nope. couldn't compete with this girl that got 4.12)
  
• Become an ER Doctor
• Become an Orthopedic Surgeon
• Go to Medical School (These were more dreams of my father not me)
• Get into Mensa.
  
• Be able to see at least 7 moves ahead in Chess ✓
• Go to a protest ✓
• Perform music at a protest ✓
• March in a protest on the Capitol in Washington, D.C. ✓ (!!! College, for USSA "The students united will never be divided!"/"Education is a right, not just for the rich & white!")
• Work for a dotcom. ✓✓✓
• Get writings published ✓
• Learn how to swing dance ✓
• Become a Techno DJ
  
• Get artwork published. ✓
• Go to an S&M club ✓
• Go to a massive rave ✓
• Learn how to break dance
• Learn how to Taiko Drum (currently working on this)
• See a real dinosaur skeleton ✓ (Thank you, Smithsonian)
• See snow. ✓ (only happened in 2008)
• Snowboard ✓
  
• Fall in love ✓ (and fall i did)
  
• Run for class president and win ✓
• Backpack through Europe.
• Go to a Renaissance Faire
• Go to a Comic Book Convention ✓
• Go to a Convention in costume
  
• Take a roadtrip through the US
• Gamble in Vegas ✓
• Go to a concert. ✓
• Crowdsurf ✓
• Mosh. ✓
• Win concert tickets on the radio ✓ (4 times)
  
• Win a trip on the radio ✓ (Incubus in Vegas)
• Perform poetry @ an open mic ✓ (first time was in D.C.)
• Perform an original show I wrote. ✓
• Go to a Broadway Show in NYC
  
• See RENT ✓
• Live in a city. ✓
• Live in an apartment and have roommates ✓
• Own a loft.
  
• Go to an open audition for a musical/play and win a part ✓
• Perform a speech that is so moving and powerful that it makes people cry.
  
  
  
  
  AND THE BIG ONE THAT WAS MOST IMPORTANT TO ME IN HIGH SCHOOL:
  
• Get the hell off the rock ✓✓✓✓ (moved to the mainland in 2006)

An upcoming post will be all the stuff I wanted to do after I got to college and started shifting my focus in life. That will be later. For now, here is what I remember from High School. I'll prolly go back and edit this later.

I got 99 posts but but i aint bitchin in this one

So as I was starting this blog, which initially was going to be about an amazing act of kindness that Charles Barkley bestowed: Paying for his bus boy's tuition.

Well, right as I was about to start, my roommate knocks on my door. My old roommate (he moved out a few months ago) is standing in the hallway, along with a brother, a girlfriend, and a friend.

Well, I have to say, tonight has been a blast. As I type this, they're in the kitchen right now playing two guitars, a tamborine, and congo drums.

Ironically, they're not playing spoons.

I played the tamborine for a couple of songs, but decided that I needed to go to sleep.

In a ploy to get me to stay longer, my roommate improv'd a song about me.

It was funny and had no real content, but it still made me smile.


I love my SF Life, really, i do. This is what I dreamed about when I lived in Hawai'i. Random shit like this happening.


Although I do feel bad for Tobi who is trying to sleep...well all of us for that matter.

my aunt just friended me on facebook.

i dont know how i feel about it.
I mean I'm glad she's on Facebook...and my "friend" now =)

I think what's bugging me is that as a teenager, I felt like the Internet was MY domain (pun intended). Meaning that my mom and dad had no idea what the internet was, just that I spent all my time on it.

I went there to escape, and because of that became really good at computers, especially graphics and animation.

Now that I have family members infiltrating it, I think it's no longer this place of escapism.

I guess on a grander scale, it was never "mine" to begin with. It's not that I don't want to keep in touch with my family, I absolutely do, and without the Internet I wouldn't be able to be in touch with everyone.

It's just that the Internet obviously was much different in '96 when it was the World Wide Web and AOL keywords actually mattered. Like the WHOLE internet was like having your own MySpace group your parents know nothing about.

I wonder what's next? I wonder where teens are escaping into these days.

An outline of the night: gym then whiskey party

I'm too drunk to make coherent thoughts, so I thought i'd paint the night for you in an outline.

This is a beer bottle around a drunk outline:




This is my outline of the night:

• I made it to the gym again
  
  • The Van Ness location is definitely bigger than the Montgomery location, but...stranger.
    
  • They don't refill the soap enough in the showers.
  • ---They make sure that if it's refilled that the water doesn't work.
  • I played this situation in my head where this bitch came up to me in the
    locker room and said "You're not in shape, why are you here" and then I
    punched her and said "Why the fuck do you think I'm here, bitch". And then I couldn't go to that gym anymore.
    
    
• I got invited to a "whiskey party"
  
  • Adhering to a diet is rough at said whiskey party, when there is pizza.
  • It's rough to spell "rough" when drunk from whiskey party
  • It is entirely possible to NOT drink whiskey at a whiskey party and stick to
    wine.
  • When you're the first to leave they make you take a shot of vodka anyway,
    making the situation more uncomfortable fun.
  • There were badass ice spheres. So many dirty jokes were made about "cold balls" or "frozen balls" or "exploding balls"..you get the picture.
    
• The Journey home.
  
  • I was surprised I made it back exclusively by foot and by public transit. No need for cab when you have the WILL.
  • While walking and drunk, I can still talk to my little sister, and she knows I'm drunk, and I know I'm drunk, and it's all okay.
• Home
  
  • My roommates are up, when the trash doesn't need to be taken out, unlike LAST NIGHT.
    
  • I walk into a clean bathroom, ecstatic, I go to hug my bathroommate, only to find out that this romanian chick he's been hanging out with cleaned it out of fear for deportion oh shit um boredom..the goodness of her heart
  • Blogger has a WYSIWYG editor, and I had no idea.
    
  • Also, firefox recognizes WYSIWYG as a word, but spellchecks "firefox"
    

SF Rite of Passage: See the giants actually win!

First Giants game post.

So i went tonight for the second time..again on a whim 'cause a coworker had an extra ticket.

And this time they actually won!!!!!


It was pretty exciting, we arrived during the 5th inning 'cause we were um...preparing with some margaritas.

It was great, we go there, the giants were up 4-3..and then they let go of one..

So in the 8th inning, they got 2 runs, it was pretty exciting. Much better than the last time that ended up getting boring after you realized that they weren't going to win.


Next on the list: going to a game when they have the fireworks. I was a little disappointed that they didn't do the fireworks...how does that work anyway? I thought it was after everytime they win. I was wrong. Maybe it's a sellout + win?