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Puerto Vallarta Wedding

Thu, 17 Jul 2008 23:38:44 GMT

After two hours spent making a mostacholi [sp?] for this potluck at work tomorrow I plop down on the sofa to browse the net. Why is it then that after 30 minutes, one of the lights in the kitchen turns itself on? I'm thinking the ghost from last summer is back. Probably migrates to warmer weather during the winters and returns in the hot summer days of Chicago.

There is probably a scientific logical explanation for why the light turned on by itself. Maybe the switch wasn't completely shut, or there was some surge in electricity that made it turn on, or the light never really turned on and I just imagined it. I'll stick to my ghost story though, it seems like the simplest explanation.

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So my trip to Puerto Vallarta was a success. I had some goals for the trip and I accomplished them, and probably others I'm not too proud of. The best part I'd say was hanging out with the old buddies from college and even elementary school. It probably rained ony 25% of the time and mostly at night, so it didn't ruin any sight seeing. Aside from that, the wedding was absolutely beautiful, and exciting, and fun, and scenic. The beach was literally 10 feet away fromour table, and the sunset occurred during the couples first dance.

Happy 4th of July

Wed, 02 Jul 2008 13:06:29 GMT

I'm taking a "vacay" to Puerto Vallarta this holiday weekend. Here's a look at the weather forecasts:

Work Ethic

Tue, 24 Jun 2008 23:13:14 GMT

I've got a question:

Have you ever stayed up more than 24 hours? What did you do?

If so, what were you generally doing. The context of this question is more about a task-oriented event rather than social. I've usually done did that to finished lab reports or other major projects that required all-nighters for completion. The problem is that most of these all-nighters were avoidable with a better work ethic. There may only be a few times that I've had to stay up more than 24 hours to get something productive done AND unavoidable. Usually some type of mindless/labor intensive work like dry-walling, organizing documents, packing, and even driving.

All-nighter, Taken from CultureJunkie

Eco-Tip of the Week

Tue, 17 Jun 2008 23:48:04 GMT

Save the planet by saving water. Conserving water saves both the energy needed to heat the water as well as the water itself.

Couple steps to do your part:

1. Don't shave regularly.

2. Limit showers to once every five days.

3. Drink milk rather than bottled water.

4. If you've succeeded on doing all those. You probably smell like rotting skunk manure and should stay home with the blinds shut.

Tortilla

Wed, 11 Jun 2008 23:37:39 GMT

Tortilleria! Tortilleria! How do I love thee?

Not only it's scent,
but the thought of freshly pressed maize,
slowly baked and heated.

Thoughts reminiscent of the old days,
of waiting in line like an amusement ride.
Sometimes just as long,
but always with a better scent through the air.

All the time eying the delicate yet speedy process.
Ordering by the kilo, rather than the dozen.
Hulling back our evening supply in hand-stitched wraps.

I'd probably could write more, but my thoughts are incoherent as it has been over a week since I last had a fresh batch of maize tortillas.

[Random Google image search] The lines were always over 30 minutes right before dinner time.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Thu, 22 May 2008 22:29:24 GMT

I just wanted to work out a few things:

Mileage traveled in 7 days (one entire week): 400
Fuel economy of my car: 29 mile/gallon

Monthly fuel cost assuming price of gas at $2.00 (last time was in 2005): $124.14
Monthly fuel cost assuming price of gas at $4.00 (Monday, 5/19/2008): $248.28

Yearly fuel cost assuming price of gas at $2.00: $1489.66
Yearly fuel cost assuming price of gas at $4.00: $2979.31

Essentially, I am spending twice as much money on fuel as I would have back in 2005.

CraaaAAaazzzy.

Clashes

Thu, 22 May 2008 21:29:03 GMT

Classy meets rugged:

The country's heartland meets southern hip hop:

To my dearest 1994 Honda

Mon, 21 Apr 2008 23:02:34 GMT

Not too long ago I got rid of my trusty sidekick that rode with me throughout my formative years in college. I had the pleasure of knowing it from the 93,458th mile up to the 149,566th mile, but I never slowed myself down to tell Amy how much I really cared. Here is goes:

Not only did she get me to campus from my parent's house, I like to believe it was the trusty friend of numerous others throughout the 4 years of those 46,108 miles driven.

I immediately found a good home for it on the penthouse suite of the parking lot across from my dorm. I'm sure the countless starry nights I walked around campus, Amy comfortably enjoyed the view of the entire campus and kept watch for my return.

Amy brought the best out of everyone, especially on several spring breaks like the one to Colorado:

or to Memphis:

On the times we drove alone back home for the summer or a random weekend Amy wasn't the jealous type either when I sought other company for those lonely trips:

Amy was on equal footing when she either roamed through the cornfields of the Midwest or the big city with some other friends at the wheel:

Unfortunately, she was roughed up a few times, both on the front and the back by careless drivers, though never by me as some may have you think.

All in all, there were some bad times, but definitely a lot more good times. I'll never forget!

Tolstoy

Wed, 16 Apr 2008 23:24:11 GMT

I found a good book last week while browsing the children's section of Barnes and Noble searching for a book my nephew might like. Can't say I was looking for something in particular but definitely something with more meaning beyond the Golden Rule. I found this short book based on a story by the Russian novelist, Leo Tolstoy. The best thing about looking for children's books is that you can read it in less than 5 minutes.

The story is about three questions that I think almost everyone finds themselves stuck in throughout their lives. In the end, the story is wonderfully pleasing (you can't go wrong with turtles and pandas as characters) and provides simples answers to the three questions. It's got zen mixed in with morality, but more importantly it gives a quick reminder to cherish the now. Not in the 'carpe diem' go skydiving sort of way, but rather make whatever moment you're in the best it can be.

All I know is that this weekend I had a lot of fun rolling around a dirty floor playing with dozens of action figures, a Hotwheels and Jenga blocks with my niece and nephew.

Currently Reading: GQ

Fri, 11 Apr 2008 00:04:20 GMT

Xanga didn't have magazine options, so I made my own. You can check out more about her at Chickipedia (I stumbled upon it while googling her name ) Who knew SuperCuts had so many magazine options.