Thursday, March 30, 2006

Rick?!?

Has anyone seen this man? His name is Rick and he has been known to smuggle baby armadillos in his trousers.
Here is another picture of the mang in question. Approach with caution: He may be lookin for love. And yes, his pimp hand is strong.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Update

Not much new in slum-ville. We thought we had some pretty good prospects of actually getting out of here last weekend. I was back in GF when I got a couple phone calls from my roommate and our slumlord asking if they could show the place to a couple perspective renters. So someone came by in the morning and obviously didn't want it. Well, I got a call later from them saying a couple wanted to look at it pretty much right then, we said whatever and apparently they came over. They were here for over an hour, talking about dates they could move in and all that, so we thought we were out of the woods. Well, we haven't heard anything so I guess no dice there.

I was lot crusin the other night and saw a really cherry 2oo1 S4 2.7 bi-turbo at the Audi dealer. Silver on black, perfect condition. So I was thinking it was neat and all and made a comment like "if that thing actually had less than 50,000 miles I'd buy it. Well, I checked it out and it has like 33,000 original miles, and is certified. So I started into some intense negotiations with the audi dealer last night, which have carried over into today. Its a seriously sweet car but they're just not seeing it my way just yet. Apparently the car also has an MTM chip in it, which came out halfway through the negotiations, throwing a wrench into the Certified Pre Owned Warranty. So, they said they'd put the stock computer back in and give me the warranty. I kinda like the chip (pushing 315 horsepower and 380 ft lbs of torque, insane) but would absolutely need the warranty. So, they still want too much money, but are offering to give me both computers. We'll see. I feel a little weird about going from a 2005 to a 2001 but it was a $50,000+ car. I'll keep you updated.

Monday, March 13, 2006

whats up with the git down

So, I got my minnesota tax refund this week and proceeded to blow it in one shot, on a watch. I've never had a really nice watch, so I went out and picked up a Tissot PR50 Cronograph, and its beautiful. Its weird, when you go to a mercedes dealer and find a toyota it seems like a reasonable purchase, even though its still probably way more than you should be spending, but at the time it makes sense. So, walking into a jewelry store and looking at $1800 Tag Heuer's and $3500 Omega's makes a $300 Tissot look like the bargain of the century. Untill you realize that I could have made my car and insurance payment with that money this month. Oh well, thats what tax returns are for I guess. I know no one really cares that I bought a watch, but its my blog and I feel like telling you about it. And posting a picture (see watch picture above).

I got to work at 6am this saturday, that was fun. We (Kevin and I) actually got the chance to help out with a data migration from one server to another, so we took it. It sucked that it was so early, but it was a really good chance to show the bosses that we're serious about taking on more stuff. It all went well and it looks like we'll be helping manage the next migration, which is much bigger and more important. SEE, this is why I need a nice watch, to look like a damn pro.

Not much else is new, EXCEPT my crazy hillbilly neighbor that lives like 2 units down from me got kicked out, which sucks for me because they're probably not going to let someone move into my place until that one is filled. SHIT. On the other hand, I won't have anyone stopping by and trying to borrow $20 from me anymore. That guys is crazy as hell, I don't know if I ever talked about him before, but he's a character. He's got this super white trash girlfriend that lives with him, who has a kid and is still married to some other dude. They pretty much take it to the streets on a regular basis, literally. Like twice a week they find their way (drunk as hell) into the middle of the street in front of our building and start fighting at full volume. They've got the cops called on them like a half dozen times since I've lived here. I can't really say he is a bad guy, but he's just a hick, but like a hip hop hick if you know what I mean. I can't even really start to describe him accurately, so you'll just have to imagine.

Also (not related), on Friday it was 60 degrees out and just beautiful. It was kinda raining when I went to bed last night, and when I woke up this morning, there was a 8 or 9 inches of snow and 3 or 4 foot drifts everywhere. Insane, it looks like it did 3 months ago. Insane, I hate the midwest. Hope all is well with everyone.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Update

Hey all. We wound up getting tickets for our corporate box at the Xcel Center for a Wild game last night. It was pretty cool. They played Los Angeles and we gorged ourselves on the free food and Summit EPA. I'm getting used to the corporate suite thing, I'm not sure I could go to a game and sit in a regular seat anymore. Of course I'm not sure I would actually pay to go to any kind of game anyway, but its kind of a cool perk to get to go for free once in a while. So my shitty neighbor thinks he a musician now. He put on a little show for us (through the wall) the other night which involved banging on his guitar without actually playing a real chord I believe, and doing some fairly retarded indian chanting. I hate those people with such a passion its not even funny. Kevin actually almost called the cops the other night (I believe it was during the aforementioned concert). I'm pretty sure my slumlord said somthing to them and it pissed them off so now thier trying to stick it to me or whatever. Thats fine, they'll just have to start paying fines when they dick around from here out. The only problem is when the cops get involved whatever kind of civil relationship you have with your neighbors is pretty shot. I guess I could really care less, they suck anway. I just don't want to get my car keyed or somthing of that nature. We're thinking about setting up Kevin's Klipsch References and pounding some Iron Maiden at about 3am one night just to see what happens. I'd be interested to see what they do. What, are you gonna kick me out? Go ahead. I'm not sure the getting kicked out intentionally is the best deal, but it may put them in such a bad position they have to let us go. Thoughts?

Sunday, March 05, 2006

Red Headed Stranger

So, I was checking in with my buddy Cactus from my old dirty country band, the Legionnaires, and they were giving me the low down on whats been happening since I left. He was talking about their website updates and stuff, and then he mentioned that they had a myspace page now and said somthing about Willie Nelson and then he had to go. So, I check their myspace page, and there is some dude calling himself Willie Nelson that is one of their "friends" (I don't know if your familiar with myspace, but people can add themselves as friends to your site I guess). So I'm thinking that its some dumbass that calls himself Willie Nelson and so on and so forth. Nope, its Willie Nelson. I checked it out and its the official myspace page from his record label or some shit. So apparently Willie Nelson has heard the Legionnaires, which means he's heard me play since at least a few of the recordings on there are from when I still played with them. Crazy huh?! Man, that shit is crazy. Heres the link to the Legionnaires site and you'll see the link to the myspace page if you want to check it out. So, Keep the shiny side up and the rubber side down and we'll catch ya later, Mang.

P.S. If any one see's Wallevand, tell that cracker to say whats up.

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Oh man

Quick update - I was awoken AGAIN to some obnoxiously loud sex next door. I need you all to understand this; when you can hear a normal conversation at normal volume word for word through a wall, then wouldn't you think I could hear your girlfriend screaming like somones hitting her in the face with a bag of hot nickels? Jesus man, I'm buyin that dude a muzzle. Either that or I should be jealous cause he's packin some serious weaponary down yonder if you knows what i'm sayin. Either way, I'm still gonna punch him in the mouf when i see him. Aaaaaaaand, I'm out.