Picked

It's been a while since I've dropped some blog knowledge on ya'll. I wonder how many times I've said something like that in this blog, most likely quite a bit. Sort of a fall back intro. Anyhoo.... I had a solid X-Mass and I hope all of my faithful readers did as well. Got some good loot, saw the family, etc., etc.

Watching mad NFL right now as I battle a cold/flu... rooting for the Jets? Weird. Pats should be in the playoffs, just look at the Cardinals, they fucking blow and so does the rest of their shit division. Celtics are on a losing streak? What? To quote Dave Roy: "I really hate the fucking Lakers" (this was an unprompted statement more then 24 hours after the Lakers had beaten the C's). The Celtics played worse then they could have and received approximately negative 15 calls. I'm pretty sure if Rondo had farted the refs would have T'd him up.

Howley and Cassandra were supposed to come with me to the Murray Family Holiday party today... but as soon as they made it into Manchester, Pat's jeep bit the dust. So him and his lady headed back to the Winch and I went back home to sleep/watch pig skin (I'm not going to drag my sick head to a party by myself... sorry Matt). They were also supposed to give me a ride to Fulkerson, but now my mom/dad is going to drive me down on the morrow. So get at me if you're in the bean, there are still some fools (aka Hyde Brothers) who I haven't chilled with in a while.

I had a rant about something... but it has been long forgotten. For some reason I thought it was about plastic bags... but that couldn't possibly be right. 

High Speed

Snowed in.

Traveled by foot up to Sweet Touch for breakfast, only to find it was closed. Trekked back to CCS and crushed an omelet. Good Times.

Pats! Oh my. Matt Cassell is a animal.

Snowed In.

What I've learned from Video Game Vol 1: Boss Battle

I was driving yesterday, well stuck in traffic really... because... well this is LA and that shit happens all the time. So anyway, I was thinking about how I'm a pretty decent driver, like better then most of the asshats out here. I pinpointed the source of this skill from my years of playing videos games (most notably Mario Kart and Grand Theft Auto). This gave me an idea for blogging, a series of what I've learned from video games. So, like the title of this entry states, here is volume 1: Boss Battles.

Like every good video game, life is full of boss battles. You can't save the princess without sending a few Bowzers into the lava if you know what I mean. Over my 21 years I've slayed my fair share of bosses (Andross, Gannondorf, the Death Star, etc. etc.). In the real world I've also faced my fair share of boss battles. School has boss battles, we call them exams, finals, etc. There are also those random boss battles that come out of nowhere, but you can always count on them. At my internship with only a few days left they gave me this monstrous task. I had to call everyone in my bosses blackberry and get their email adress if he didn't have it. This ended up being like 100+ people, probably more. I did get to call some famous people (and/or their assistant) like Neil Gaiman and Robert Kirkman (wiki them and you'll undestand my ampedness). Boss Battle if I ever saw one.

So think about boss battles. Not only will you find out I'm right, you'll be ready. And trust me, once you get to level 7 you'll thank me.

On an unrelated note: Bruins are good, Celtics are really good, Pats will make the playoffs, and I'll be back on the East Coast in approx 30 hours. 

Also, here's a picture of House. I hate that fucking show.

Aftershock-ing

Last night I was sitting here on the couch, baked, when suddenly everything started to quiver. At first I thought I was having a stroke or something, something was certainly wrong. Everything shook just a little, like when you're on a stationary fishing boat and a little wave comes by.Then it was over.

I survived my first earthquake, a womping 5.1 that originated 120 miles away in the desert. Word.