On Thursday night I went out for sushi with Geoff & Brandy. I hadn't had sushi in something like 4 months—a ridiculously long time. An amount of time worthy of ridicule.
We went to Fujiya's in Downtown Tacoma. I had Ebi (shrimp), Maguro (tuna), and I can't remember what Squid is called, but I had that, too. The tuna was awesome; the cuts were so big that they were touching the plate on all sides around the rice balls they were sitting on. It was like having a sashimi tuna steak on top of rice instead of regular Sushi. The rice wasn't very sticky, though, so it made it hard to pick up.
Then last night (Friday) Carrie & I went on a shopping tour that included Target, Border's, Nordstrom's and Macy's. In between Border's and the mall I got plenny hungro so we stopped at Happy Teriyaki #7 near Red Robin there. I had Chicken Katsu (which is what Geoff had on Thursday).
I also ended up with a rather pricey but extremely high quality pair of sandals by the end of the evening.
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Saturday, July 30, 2005
Twice in Two Days
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Thursday, July 28, 2005
Iss Too Hot
I don't do well when it's hot out. I find it much more difficult to do things like, I dunno, thinking. It was too hot yesterday (Wednesday)
In the evening we threw a fun party for Erin here at the house. Almost all of the BF came on down. It lasted from 7:00 until about 10:45 or so (it was a school night, a'ight?).
In the evening we threw a fun party for Erin here at the house. Almost all of the BF came on down. It lasted from 7:00 until about 10:45 or so (it was a school night, a'ight?).
posted by Christopher at 11:07 AM
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I'm pretty sure this guy is psychic
What else could be the explanation? Blind Teen Amazes With Video-Game Skills
posted by Christopher at 9:43 AM
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Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Ten Thousand Minutes
Yesterday (Monday) Brandy picked me up in the morning and we went over to watch Mark & Viki's kids for the day.
We took them to see Fantastic 4 at the Supermall. The movie wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be, but it still isn't a very good movie. Some of my favorite parts include the fact that Mr. Fantastic -slash- Reed Richards uses a machine that makes him lose control of his stretchy powers so he collapses into basically a puddle of good. The next time you see him he's basically fine. I guess he just needed some bed rest to recover from ALTERATIONS TO HIS GENETIC CODE. Also, aftery they're exposed to the cosmic stuff at the beginning of the movie takes a few days to manifest their powers, but when the cosmic stuff is re-created in Richards's lab later in the movie the powers manifest themselves instantly. Also they changed Dr. Doom to be more like the "Ultimate Fantastic 4" version than the original (and much better) Dr. Doom.
After the movie we went to the Fife Pool so they could swim and Brandy & I could watch. I was getting plenny hungry by this time, so I munched on some marshmallows that I had brought in my travel kit. This gave me the jitters followed by the sugar crash.
Finally we took them home and had some lunch (a whole bunch of cheese for me w/a little bit of lunchmeat). The kids went downstairs and the two of us adults watched "The Look For Less" on the Style Network.
All in all the kids were pretty well behaved. More well behaved than I'd seen them in a long time. Sophia still cries at the drop of a hat (in fact, whenever she cried I'd mumble to brandy, "Drop of a hat.") even though she's ten frikkin' years old. You'd think she'd be over that by now.
Shortly thereafter Mark arrived and so Brandy drove me back home and picked up her DVDs and book (Le Petit Prince) she'd let me borrow when I was less mobile.
Later on that evening Carrie picked up Steph and the two of them went to the airport to pick up Erin, home from New York for a few days (yay) so she can pack her stuff and move over there on a more permanent basis (boo). The three of them came back to our house and Erin told us hilarious stories about her psycho roommates and how her life in New York really is like Sex and the City.
On an unrelated note, I'm scheduled for my second and (hopefully) final belly surgery on AUGUST 2nd, which is ONE WEEK FROM TODAY. I have plenny of bags to last until then, so I'm all set.
We took them to see Fantastic 4 at the Supermall. The movie wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be, but it still isn't a very good movie. Some of my favorite parts include the fact that Mr. Fantastic -slash- Reed Richards uses a machine that makes him lose control of his stretchy powers so he collapses into basically a puddle of good. The next time you see him he's basically fine. I guess he just needed some bed rest to recover from ALTERATIONS TO HIS GENETIC CODE. Also, aftery they're exposed to the cosmic stuff at the beginning of the movie takes a few days to manifest their powers, but when the cosmic stuff is re-created in Richards's lab later in the movie the powers manifest themselves instantly. Also they changed Dr. Doom to be more like the "Ultimate Fantastic 4" version than the original (and much better) Dr. Doom.
After the movie we went to the Fife Pool so they could swim and Brandy & I could watch. I was getting plenny hungry by this time, so I munched on some marshmallows that I had brought in my travel kit. This gave me the jitters followed by the sugar crash.
Finally we took them home and had some lunch (a whole bunch of cheese for me w/a little bit of lunchmeat). The kids went downstairs and the two of us adults watched "The Look For Less" on the Style Network.
All in all the kids were pretty well behaved. More well behaved than I'd seen them in a long time. Sophia still cries at the drop of a hat (in fact, whenever she cried I'd mumble to brandy, "Drop of a hat.") even though she's ten frikkin' years old. You'd think she'd be over that by now.
Shortly thereafter Mark arrived and so Brandy drove me back home and picked up her DVDs and book (Le Petit Prince) she'd let me borrow when I was less mobile.
Later on that evening Carrie picked up Steph and the two of them went to the airport to pick up Erin, home from New York for a few days (yay) so she can pack her stuff and move over there on a more permanent basis (boo). The three of them came back to our house and Erin told us hilarious stories about her psycho roommates and how her life in New York really is like Sex and the City.
On an unrelated note, I'm scheduled for my second and (hopefully) final belly surgery on AUGUST 2nd, which is ONE WEEK FROM TODAY. I have plenny of bags to last until then, so I'm all set.
posted by Christopher at 1:15 PM
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Sunday, July 24, 2005
Baby Park
On Saturday (what a day, workin' all week for you) Carrie y I took Lena to Point Defiance and walked all the heck over the place. We started out by the little pond, where people were taking wedding pictures. Then we walked through the parts of the rose garden where people weren't having a wedding. Lena y Carrie played some tag, after which Lena said she needed to go to the bathroom. So started the quest for the restroom.
It took quite a while. We walked all around the pagoda and through the Japanese gardens and across the bridge and up into the main picnic/play area. Finally even further up the way we came to the public restrooms way out in das boonies. After that Lena played on the swings and a jungle gym for a while before we headed all the way back to the car.
We drove to the BF and picked up Linnea and took her with us to the Rosewood. That place has das goot food.
After we took Linnea back to the store we brought Lena home with us. She and Carrie made a fort out of chairs and blankets. Lena had been going non-stop the entire day, so we figured it would be a good idea for her to take a nap (especially since Carrie wasn't feeling so hot), but she just wouldn't stay down.
Around 5:45 I asked Carrie, "What time is she supposed to be picked up?"
"4:00," said Carrie.
"Oops!" I said.
Shortly after this Lena ran smack into the coffee table and started crying on Carrie and promptly fell into one of those child sleeps where you could hold them upside down by their ankles and shake them and they still wouldn't wake up.
Not sure exactly what happened, but she was never picked up by Jay. At 6:00 Linnea got off work and walked down to the house. Carrie drove the two of them back to their house.
It took quite a while. We walked all around the pagoda and through the Japanese gardens and across the bridge and up into the main picnic/play area. Finally even further up the way we came to the public restrooms way out in das boonies. After that Lena played on the swings and a jungle gym for a while before we headed all the way back to the car.
We drove to the BF and picked up Linnea and took her with us to the Rosewood. That place has das goot food.
After we took Linnea back to the store we brought Lena home with us. She and Carrie made a fort out of chairs and blankets. Lena had been going non-stop the entire day, so we figured it would be a good idea for her to take a nap (especially since Carrie wasn't feeling so hot), but she just wouldn't stay down.
Around 5:45 I asked Carrie, "What time is she supposed to be picked up?"
"4:00," said Carrie.
"Oops!" I said.
Shortly after this Lena ran smack into the coffee table and started crying on Carrie and promptly fell into one of those child sleeps where you could hold them upside down by their ankles and shake them and they still wouldn't wake up.
Not sure exactly what happened, but she was never picked up by Jay. At 6:00 Linnea got off work and walked down to the house. Carrie drove the two of them back to their house.
posted by Christopher at 1:05 PM
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Saturday, July 23, 2005
Failed Roll vs Geek Experience Points
Yesterday (Friday) I spent a good chunk of my day hanging out with pal and frequent Fools Play box office girl Leah. She brought over her PS2 and that game with a Japanese name that roughly translates to "Glob of Souls" in which you push a sticky ball around that picks up anything it touches, getting bigger and bigger in the process. It was crazy fun. I had never actually played anything on the PS2 before. I'd never even touched one before.
We played one quick game of Mario Party 6. They've made six of these games now and still haven't solved the completely lame problem of when you aren't playing with 4 human-controlled characters you have to wait around and watch the full animations of the computer-controlled characters, even when they have prolonged battles with each other. Why can't you press a button and skip to the results of such events? Because the people who made the game are grade-A f--ckups.
Then we went to lunch at The Rosewood, where I had lasagna. Much better.
Later that evening I watched the pilot episode of Firfly on the Sci-Fi channel. I had only ever before seen one episode of the show. I know, I know, I'm supposed to be some kinda sci-fi/videogaming geek, and yet I'd never played a PS2 or seen more than one episode of Firefly. I feel like a failure. But not in a bad way.
We played one quick game of Mario Party 6. They've made six of these games now and still haven't solved the completely lame problem of when you aren't playing with 4 human-controlled characters you have to wait around and watch the full animations of the computer-controlled characters, even when they have prolonged battles with each other. Why can't you press a button and skip to the results of such events? Because the people who made the game are grade-A f--ckups.
Then we went to lunch at The Rosewood, where I had lasagna. Much better.
Later that evening I watched the pilot episode of Firfly on the Sci-Fi channel. I had only ever before seen one episode of the show. I know, I know, I'm supposed to be some kinda sci-fi/videogaming geek, and yet I'd never played a PS2 or seen more than one episode of Firefly. I feel like a failure. But not in a bad way.
posted by Christopher at 3:54 PM
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Thursday, July 21, 2005
Way to go, boys
I love it when stuff like this happens: Two kids invent "impossible" air conditioner. It's also completely environmentally friendly and could save the nation about $10,000,000,000 in fuel consumption.
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Der Wütende Wirbelsturm ist Durch Meinen Traum Gerast
Last night I had an absolutely incredible Tornado dream. It was a really good one, and it was especially good because it never strayed into abject fantasy like so many of my other ones did. And this one actually had a sense of urgency and menace! Too often my tornado dreams aren't scary.
In this one I was at a party with about 100 guests at this really big house. I know that Carrie was there, and my Dad and Susan and I'm pretty sure all of Fools Play and most of its regular audience. The house seemed to be located somewhere in the Kent/Auburn valley (where a surprising number of my tornado dreams take place). There was a lot of empty land around it, except to the south was a chain-link-fenced in area that had really tall grass and a lot of junked machinery in it. To get to the house you had to drive over a wide wooden bridge that spanned a shallow dry riverbed. All the roads in view were just dirt, but wide enough to be two lanes.
For some reason at one point I left the party (I think maybe someone had pissed me off and I needed to cool down, but I don't remember that part--just a feeling I have) and walked down the road, over the bridge, and turned left towards the parking lot (gravel & dirt, no lines) of the junk place. As I was walking over the bridge I noted to myself at how menacing the sky to my right looked. The clouds were really low and moving pretty fast, and they were the same dirty brown as the roads.
I'm not sure if I called him or if he spontaneously came to get me (or someone told him to), but my dad drove out to the parking lot where I was and picked me up in his old 1989 Taurus. As we were driving back we looked to the left and we could actually see the tornado starting to form very nearyby in the dry riverbed. I urged my dad to go a little faster over the bridge. When we got back to the party house it was completely empty. There was nobody on the back porch, either. And the tornado looked like it was heading straight towards the house. Well, shit!
We finally found that if you went out on the back porch and turned left around the house there was a door that opened onto a staircase that led down to a massive, windowless cellar beneath the house. But all 100 guests could in no way fit in the cellar, so they were crowding the steps all the way back to the door. Carrie had saved me a place about ten feet down the stairs (the stairs were really long, and curved to the left), but the stairs themselves looked really rickety and I didn't want to be standing on them if the tornado hit. So I moved us over to the wall so we could stand on the actual wall instead of the stairs. That way in case they collapsed we wouldn't fall.
At this point the dream gets muddled, and I think I woke up once or twice, but basically the tornado passed by the house with no damage. Sometime around this time my dream people tried to invent another, gigantic tornado way off to the north, but that was thankfully soon dropped.
The next day I went down into the dry riverbed and you could see the circular scar on the ground from where the tornado first touched down. It was about seven feet wide, and after a couple of bounces it turned into a solid scar about three feet wide that went straight down the middle of the riverbed. I followed it as far as I could, until I got to the chain-link fence. I could see where the tornado had parted the tall grass inside.
It was really, really cool.
I hope I never have to experience a tornado in real life, but for some reason one happens in or near Tacoma every couple of years (most recently a funnel cloud formed and threatened a tornado, but it never developed).
posted by Christopher at 9:05 AM
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Thursday, July 14, 2005
House Guest #1 (NOT SINBAD)
Yesterday (Wednesday) Carrie & I spent most of the day finishing cleaning up the house, especially the office. She had to go to work around 3:30-ish, so I finished up mostly. Later in the evening she went to the Sheraton to hang out with Kriss Silva and came back with our first house guest of the week, Ms. Lisa.
The four of us (Me, Carrie, Kriss, & Lisa) went to Primo Grill for dinner (I had smoked salmon pasta equals tasty), then after a quick stop back home we went to the Bead Factory so Carrie could do some final setting up. Seemed like half the babes were there: Christine, Brandy, Gretchen, Leilani, Nicole, & Viki. Viki took Kriss back to das hotel, so Carrie & I took Lisa back to our place.
It was friggin hot in the bedroom. Or maybe I was just overheated. Who is to be knowing? Are you to be knowing? I am not to be knowing.
The four of us (Me, Carrie, Kriss, & Lisa) went to Primo Grill for dinner (I had smoked salmon pasta equals tasty), then after a quick stop back home we went to the Bead Factory so Carrie could do some final setting up. Seemed like half the babes were there: Christine, Brandy, Gretchen, Leilani, Nicole, & Viki. Viki took Kriss back to das hotel, so Carrie & I took Lisa back to our place.
It was friggin hot in the bedroom. Or maybe I was just overheated. Who is to be knowing? Are you to be knowing? I am not to be knowing.
posted by Christopher at 7:33 AM
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Baby Chicks
Here is the brilliant card that my brother made me for Easter one year. Mouse-over the image to see the inside of the card:
Yes, that is the entire card. No, I did not make a mistake.
posted by Christopher at 7:28 AM
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Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Pineapple is the King of Fruit
In cleaning out the office I stumbled upon a handful of cards that my brother made for me for a couple birthdays and a couple Easters. Here I present one of them. I call it "Happy Fruit Birthday" for obvious reasons. Click the %$@#^% thumbnails now!
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posted by Christopher at 6:47 PM
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Monday, July 11, 2005
Back three spaces
Before I forget:
FRIDAY:
Friday evening we went to The Ram on the waterfront and had din-dins with Carrie's folks to celebrate her dad's birthday. I had chicken tenders and a gigantic beer.
SATURDAY:
We went to Mark & Viki's to watch the kids for an hour. They showed me the latest Star Fox game. Linnea and Lena came with us. Later on Carrie went over to Missa's for some sorta housewarming thing.
SUNDAY:
Sunday we went out for brunch at Salty's with Carrie's folks plus grandmother. Then we had to drive her dad home and then go to Fred Meyer's to get supplies for her grandmother before taking her home. Practice therefore didn't get started until 3:00, but thankfully still ended at 5:00. In the evening we clean-clean-cleaned. Well, Carrie cleaned. I sneezed really hard and almost injured myself, so I had to take it easier.
Carrie got an awesome new shower curtain and a new shower liner. The bathroom looks much better now.
FRIDAY:
Friday evening we went to The Ram on the waterfront and had din-dins with Carrie's folks to celebrate her dad's birthday. I had chicken tenders and a gigantic beer.
SATURDAY:
We went to Mark & Viki's to watch the kids for an hour. They showed me the latest Star Fox game. Linnea and Lena came with us. Later on Carrie went over to Missa's for some sorta housewarming thing.
SUNDAY:
Sunday we went out for brunch at Salty's with Carrie's folks plus grandmother. Then we had to drive her dad home and then go to Fred Meyer's to get supplies for her grandmother before taking her home. Practice therefore didn't get started until 3:00, but thankfully still ended at 5:00. In the evening we clean-clean-cleaned. Well, Carrie cleaned. I sneezed really hard and almost injured myself, so I had to take it easier.
Carrie got an awesome new shower curtain and a new shower liner. The bathroom looks much better now.
posted by Christopher at 1:30 PM
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Thursday, July 07, 2005
I wen read choke dis
For the past couple days I've been reading a ton about American dialects, especially Hawaiian Creole English. But there's tons to read in here and it's all frikkin' fascinating: Do You Speak American . Sea to Shining Sea . American Varieties | PBS
posted by Christopher at 6:09 PM
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I am the weener
posted by Christopher at 11:04 AM
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Wednesday, July 06, 2005
Hoobily Joobily: Them's Some Fancy Explosions
On the 4th we went over to Carrie's folks' place for a blunch-type of meal. Carrie's mum made a shrimp & cheese soup served in bread bowls, some baked pears with crystallized ginger, and some strawberry shortcake. There was also gonna be some quiche, but for some reason it just refused to bake and solidify. Carrie conjectured that perhaps she used too much liquid, but her mum swore she used the same amount she always used and had never had this problem before.
We came home and I showered, and then we went over to Linnea & Jay's for almost the rest of the day. Practically everybody from the Bead Factory showed up, and they almost all brought their significant others and any children they may have had. So it was quite a crowd for most of the day. There were four people named Chris there at once I believe.
It was a lot of fun, except at one point I started to feel nauseous and light-headed and all that, so I got a cupfull of ice and Linnea made me go upstairs and lie down for a bit. It made me all better, except that I completely lost my appetite after that for some reason.
Oh, also later on in the evening after most people had left to go on a tugboat (I s--t you not) someone cried out in alarm about the alarming amount of blood that was escaping from my heel. Apparently I had cut open the back of my heel just below my Achilles Tendon. Apparently I have absolutely no nerves in that part of my body, because I felt nothing. I went in and washed it off and Linnea dug up some Neo-Sporin for me, so everything was good baby (that Neo-Sporin didn't even sting or anything — no nerves to sting).
Much later in the evening, like approaching 10:00-ish, everybody remaining (except Geoff & Brandy, on account of Brandy equals having a little bit of a cold) went on up to Mark & Viki's house to watch them set off some real fireworks. That whole neighborhood goes nuts on the 4th. It was like watching an un-choreographed fireworks show that originated from many angles instead of just one.
You know, it's a shame that Jill, the new girl at the BF, just doesn't fit in.
We came home and I showered, and then we went over to Linnea & Jay's for almost the rest of the day. Practically everybody from the Bead Factory showed up, and they almost all brought their significant others and any children they may have had. So it was quite a crowd for most of the day. There were four people named Chris there at once I believe.
It was a lot of fun, except at one point I started to feel nauseous and light-headed and all that, so I got a cupfull of ice and Linnea made me go upstairs and lie down for a bit. It made me all better, except that I completely lost my appetite after that for some reason.
Oh, also later on in the evening after most people had left to go on a tugboat (I s--t you not) someone cried out in alarm about the alarming amount of blood that was escaping from my heel. Apparently I had cut open the back of my heel just below my Achilles Tendon. Apparently I have absolutely no nerves in that part of my body, because I felt nothing. I went in and washed it off and Linnea dug up some Neo-Sporin for me, so everything was good baby (that Neo-Sporin didn't even sting or anything — no nerves to sting).
Much later in the evening, like approaching 10:00-ish, everybody remaining (except Geoff & Brandy, on account of Brandy equals having a little bit of a cold) went on up to Mark & Viki's house to watch them set off some real fireworks. That whole neighborhood goes nuts on the 4th. It was like watching an un-choreographed fireworks show that originated from many angles instead of just one.
posted by Christopher at 8:13 AM
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Sunday, July 03, 2005
When News Breaks, We Bust It.
Why can't every city have people like the NEWSBREAKERS?
posted by Christopher at 8:33 PM
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