Driblets of the Weekend

we're probably the only football team in the country that has more celebrities on the sidelines than players. seriously, who else has snoop dog leading cheers while george lucas wanders around signing autographs? we are certainly a hollywood team.

i don't see how anyone can trust this white house anymore. is it even possible to defend them? seriously, this whole blind faith thing that this society seems to revel in has got to go.

it's really sad that we are starting to use greek letters to name our hurricanes. hurricane beta just hit nicaragua.

i can't believe the new york times didn't have the new delhi bombings as one of the top stories on its website. i guess 59 people being killed in a terrorist bombing is too common these days to warrant any large amount of attention.

Licks and Riffs

working on my guitar solos. maybe i should be working on learning the basics, but i'm not. so bad. i keep telling myself i'm just messing around now and getting a feel for it and next semester when i actually take a guitar class i'll get down to business. speaking of that, someone better win this damn baseball game. i want to go get dinner. i have plenty of homework to do: a french paper and a 30-minute news broadcast to lay out.

quote: "Exterminate all rational thought. That is the conclusion I have come to." -Bill Lee, Naked Lunch

Another Sunny Day in Cali-for-ni-a

what a relaxing and much-needed break that was. very nice. not much happened. i think i finally cleared the air with my ex. we had a long talk and put everything to bed. she probably thought i was a completely condescending and patronizing asshole, but hey, i'm a guy, that's my job, right? anyway, it was a good weekend and i think i'm ready to get back to work. yea...hey is that television on? catch you...guys...in....a...........few.

Wake Up Time

it's insane how comfortable my bed here at home is. well, i didn't do much today. spent most of it sleeping and playing guitar actually. it was nice. looking forward to relaxing tomorrow, watchin a little football, hopefully usc destroying washington. getting some dinner with my grandmother. it will be good.

i hate how necessary it is for me to have a car. at least if i want to have a decent internship this summer. i really want to try for the oc register, but i don't know how i'm going to work that out. i don't really feel like coming back to fresno and interning at the bee. i don't like paying $550 a month and not getting anything out of it. we'll see what happens though.

quote:

"Well, if he gets lucky, a boy finds a girl

To help him to shoulder the pain in this world

And if you follow your feelings and you follow your dreams

You might find the forest there in the trees"

-Tom Petty

Prison Break

i'm outta here for a few days! catch you all later.

quote: "Can you keep a secret? I'm trying to organize a prison break. We have to first get out of this bar, then the hotel, then the city, and then the country. Are you in or you out?" -Bob Harris, Lost in Translation

Can't Escape It

i had to turn on this word verification thing for comments. so if and when you guys leave a comment you have to type in a word that appears on the screen all warped and screwy looking. my posts have been getting spam comments. it's incredible. i can't imagine that is a very effective form of advertising.

one more day of class and i'm done for the week. i started looking at classes for next semester and it looks like it's going to be another 18-unit adventure. law of mass communication. now that sounds like a heart-stopper right there. i'll try to hang on to my seat, but i might explode with excitement pretty soon.

quote: "The older you get, the more rules they're going to try and get you to follow. You just gotta keep on livin', man. l-i-v-i-n." - Wooderson, Dazed and Confused

No Way!

i just watched quite possibly the worst news segment ever. two news channels here in los angeles both covered this "story." here is the tagline: want to stimulate your sex life? head to the gym. well, duuuuuuh! wait, wait, wait, you're telling me that if i want to have more sex, i need to get in shape? most people aren't attracted to this innertube of fat around my waist? wow. nice news judgment there guys.

Martha Rides a Pumpkin

man, i was feeling pretty depressed tonight after i got out of my copy editing class. we were supposed to come up with headlines for stories that were pretty soft, like features. sorry for you non-news folks out there. basically play-on-word type headlines. well, we got this story about martha stewart being able to join some sort of giant pumpkin regatta on some canadian lake. apparently they carve out giant pumpkins and row them into canada. anyway, since she is an ex-con and all, they weren't going to let her, canada has some law about letting ex-cons in the country. she ended up not doing it because of rain. anyway, i couldn't come up with any good headlines and i felt like my creativity is totally gone. too much of this mind-numbing technical stuff. i didn't get into journalism to learn exactly when it is appropriate to use an ampersand and when it is deemed unconscionable.

i guess i'll be heading back to fresno this weekend for a little r & r. yea, goddamit i used an ampersand! and you better learn to deal with it! anyway, it should be a nice break from this tragically bad weather we've had here of late. in the low 90s one day and pouring rain the next. once i get some much-needed home cooking and sleep in my real bed everything should be copacetic.

quote of the day: "I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones." -Albert Einstein

Speechless

they really can't keep doing this to me. i can't take it. it's too much. what did we have, 1:44 left, and we somehow manage to pull that victory out? i'm getting more stress from my football team than the rest of my life. it's not right.

i must admit, i had all but given up, but somehow our boys managed to pull it through. unbelievable.

nothing more to say.

unbelievable.

We'll Be Waiting

i can't believe what's been going on in my apartment complex. it's a complete disgrace. some asshole is pulling the fire alarm. tonight was the third time. they did it last friday and saturday. it's so inconsiderate. the fire department has to come out every time. and this asshole has been doing it at 1 or 2 o'clock in the morning. these poor guys are risking their lives every day. it makes me sick.

so my roommate and i are going to be ready next time this happens. we are going to have our running shoes on and the second we hear that alarm go off we are jumping anyone we see on the stairwell. we talked to the firefighters and they said it's always the fire alarm on the first floor, which, luckily, is the same one we are on. i'll let you guys know when we nail this douchebag.

Never Fear, Underdog is Here

there are so many people insisting that the trojans are going to lose to notre dame this weekend. i'm watching the notre dame pep rally that they had to move to the stadium just to have room for the 40,000 people that showed up. it's not even so much that it would suck if we lost, which it definitely would, but the fact that so many people are going to be happy and rubbing it in our faces. i think it's getting easier to root for the underdog than the favored team. i just want to make sure people realize that eventually, every team is going to lose. i've accepted that fact, and i've realized that people are going to be calling me and laughing. that's just going to show me who my true friends are.

this might be the best i have ever been prepared for a midterm in college. i'm actually making an outline of my notes with the main points and secondary points. it's scary. it's like i'm being responsible (shudder).

quote of the day: "for four-fifths of our history, our planet was populated by pond scum." -J. W. Schopf

Zamunda

i'm down to one more midterm. post classical american cinema. sweet. anyway, you all need to watch the game this weekend. usc v. notre dame. it will be a classic battle.

after the midterm i just took, black comedy, there was a little time before the screening of coming to america with eddie murphy. yea, can you believe they made us stay AFTER the midterm for a screening? that's just cruel. anyway, i was hanging out waiting for the movie to start, outside of norris. it's a cool area, you got a fountain, lots of trees, grass, whatnot. anyway, there were a couple of guys practicing their classical guitar, so i watched and listened to them for a while. it makes me realize how pathetic my guitar skills are, if you can even call them skills. these guys are flying up and down the fretboard and picking faster than my eyes can even follow. i guess you can never really appreciate what musicians do until you try to do it yourself. i can't even imagine how much time i'd have to put in to be half as good as them.

i'm just trying to learn sandman by metallica.

Uncouth Distraction

alright, so i was sitting there in the roundtable discussion room at Annenberg listening to the very prestigious Dan Gillmor discuss citizen journalism and the future of journalism in general. there were a fair amount of people in the room, students and faculty and the like. in my typical hang-back-in-the-shadows style, i was relaxing on the couches lining the walls of the room. two girls were sharing the couch with me, and there were others on several of the other couches, so i wasn't alone in my antisocial behavior.

anyway, this man, dressed in a nice shirt and tie, slacks, black shoes, the whole deal, comes in just before Dan starts his discussion. he sits down, pops open his soda, and starts slurping at it. i'm not kidding about this; every time he took a swig and put the can down, he let out an obnoxious belch that rumbled from the very depths of his gut to rupture noisily from his parted lips. the girls next to me kept shooting glances at him and shaking in silent giggles. oh, but that wasn't the end of it. oh no. he began shifting back and forth, readjusting, sighing and burping as he moved. then to top it off, he "stepped out" to take a phone call, but held the door halfway open so we could hear his labored muttering. thanks buddy. we need more people like you disrupting what was an otherwise illuminating lecture. next time your intestinal tract is doing a number on you because of the triple beef chili cheese dog you had for lunch, just do us all a favor and sit the round out.

Here We Go

well, here it is. my first post on my first blog. you'd think being a third-year journalism major i'd have done this a long time ago. i don't have much to say now, because i'm at work and i don't much feel like getting my two-day-old raise taken away already for screwing around. i'll try to be back later tonight with something good for you guys. i hope you enjoy.