April 11, 2005

For Sale .. By Owner.

Filed under: Bout-Me — Chris @ 4:45 pm

Well, I got back from a rather fun little jaunt to Utah to find the following out in front of the house I rent.

Oh, Joy.

I get to move again. I hate moving.

I really, really hate moving.

And I have like 6 Pinball machines at that house. At 350lbs each, that means.. Well, that means they are going to be heavy!

I’ve got so much in the pot right now. Life seems to do that to me. I’ll go these long ole periods of nothingness, then *WHAM* I’ve got “Billions apon Billions” of things I need to get done.

And procrastinating doing my taxes hasn’t helped.

OH WHOA is me.

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April 8, 2005

Got me some PEEPS!

Filed under: Goofing-off — Chris @ 2:57 pm

I show up in Utah, and guess what my Sister had for me?

PPPPPPPPPPPPeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppsssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Right now, I’m coming down off of a sugar/marshmellow high..

Ohhh peeeps.

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King of Contingency Packing

Filed under: Bout-Me, Goofing-off, Single Stupid Guy — Chris @ 2:47 pm

I could have been the King of Wishful Thinking.

The King of Pain.

The King of Rock and Roll.

No. I had to be the King of Contingency packing. Let me give you a highlight into the pain that I feel.

I was packing to drive up to Utah (Oh, I’m here by the way..). I hate packing, I really do.

So, by the time Morning rolls around, I’ve filled the back seat of my Toyota Tundra. When I say filled, I mean, I’m lucky if I can see over the clothes, bags, suits, tool boxes (don’t ask), and sweatshirts. Don’t forget my laptop and the cameras were sitting up front where I could keep a watchful eye on them.

HOW DO I END UP WITH ALL THIS STUFF!?!?!

I purposely pack late, so I don’t end up with more than I already have, but how do I end up packing for over two weeks, when I will be in the land of Zion for three days, MAX!

Is there a support group for this? If not, I’m off to start one.

Sheesssh.

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April 6, 2005

Woot About U2

Filed under: Bout-Me — Chris @ 11:30 pm

Got off the phone. (Yes, I know, I should be packing)

I have a date to the U2 Concert in Denver! It’s the cutie I was flirting with in Denver.

Oh, I’m stoked.

Stoked, Stoked, Stoked.

And I always sound like such a knob on the phone!

Anyways, time to pack for Utah.

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An Alarming Trend (or the searches for Anorexia)

Filed under: Bout-Me — Chris @ 11:24 pm

Once again, I should be packing, for the trip to Utah. Only, I’m a little concerned. I was watching the web server logs (as I am sometimes want to do) and I noticed that someone came in from google with a search for Anorexia. Being the curious guy that I am, and the Linux nut that I am, I grabbed the info.

This site was hit 70 times since the beginning of March.

People, that’s almost twice a day. All because of the entry where I say Drew Barrymore is looking Anorexic. (Which, in my mind, she is.)

It’s not nice searches either. Here are some examples.

HOW+TO+BE+ANOREXIC
how+to+be+an+anorexic
i+want+to+be++an+anorexic
anorexic+looking
anorexic+for+two+weeks
anorexic%20tips
great+ways+to+stay+anorexic
want+to+be+anorexic
Website+if+someone+wants+to+be+anorexic

And the list goes on, and on, and on. 70 searches worth. There were only 5-9 searches that weren’t on how to become Anorexic.

If you are thinking of trying to become Anorexic, DON’T.

Girls, there is so much that is beautiful about the female body. Being proportional is good, but don’t become too thin. That’s not attractive.

Guys, there are some of you out there. I know. Don’t fall into this trap either. It’s not just a girl problem. I don’t know. Girls that read this Blog (There are a few of you) Do you find skeletally thin men attractive?

So, instead of saying “You need to be like Hollywood (Renee Z., Drew B, etc) I’m going to list a few sites I found by searching google.

Something-Fishy.org
beat Bulimia
Anorexia Treatment
Familydoctor.org
Anorexia Nervosa and Associated Disorders
ED Info Pages

Like I said, there is a point, where too much is too much. You are Beautiful, you are Divine. Never forget that.

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What not to worry about.

Filed under: Bout-Me — Chris @ 10:56 pm

I shouldn’t be doing this.

I have things to pack.

But I went out reading blogs. My little sister writes in her Blog once and a while. In her latest entry, she quotes me and says how old she feels.

WHAT THE JUNK!?!?!?!

This is one thing that drives me crazy about Mormon culture. When a girl feels like she’s an old, because she’s in her early twenties, and not married. Somethings wrong.

Me, you can worry about.

Fiesty Sister, worry about living life to it’s fullest. Do something challenging. Life is so much fun that way.

Don’t forget, big bro loves ya lots ;)

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April 5, 2005

Where’s My Cane? Where’s My Walker?

Filed under: All I Really want is Girls — Chris @ 4:12 pm

As some of you know. I’m now older. Well, older than I was yesterday. Tomorrow, I’ll be even older than I am now.

Confusing?!? Yes? No?

Well, I don’t feel that much older, but when you hit the big three-o, somehow you are that much older.

I was listening to my Rio Carbon this morning, and came across a song by Ben Folds called Hiro’s Song and I saw some introspection when I listened to it. Partly because I feel like I am Hiro! Flirting with these youngins.

So without much further ado, Hiro’s Song:

My name is Hiro, I am 51
Since 1980 life has been no fun,
and I don’t want to die- I left my family for the secretary

Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah

Her name is Yuko she is 22
She and my daughter were best friends in high school
They same I’m crazy and it’s temporary
But I refuse to rot like my contemporaries
I want to explode- in a karaoke supernova

(chorus:)
I don’t wanna grow old
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me explode
I don’t wanna grow old
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me explode, uh oh
In a karaoke supernova, yeah

Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah

Last night she dressed me up in hip hop pants
That phat g - style that rides below your a**
She wants to show me to her mom and dad
I told her I would not be down with that
‘Cuz lately I can feel the years between us
And hope the friends at work don’t see us.
Tonight she asked me if I’d ever seen Jesus
‘Cuz she had backstage passes for the three of us

(chorus)

So now she’s gone and broke my heart, damn her
Turns out she’s been with his drum programmer
She likes his style, she likes his rock star glamor
Well she’s an infant, he can damn-well have her.

I don’t wanna grow old
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me explode
I don’t wanna grow old
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me explode
I don’t wanna grow old (wanna grow old)
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me explode
I don’t wanna grow old (wanna grow old)
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me explode, uh oh
In a karaoke supernova

Baggage? I don’t have no stinkin baggage!

In my day….

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