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Baldfaced Bob

I haven’t shaved at all, I mean not even maintenance work, etc, since Nov. 1st.  While I don’t mind it on a daily basis, it’s been playing on my psyche, I think.  On 2 occasions, I’ve had dreams that suddenly I’ve been clean shaven, and it scares me.  It takes me a bit to realize it’s a dream and that I still have my beard.  Last night’s dream left me with just a mustache (I like to spell it moustache, for some reason – I think that should be the official spelling).  I have no idea why I’m having these dreams and the whole situation seems pretty weird to me.

Other than that, I’ve got another week before I bottle my beer.  I want to get a swamp heater/chiller going so I can better control the temperature of my bottles and my fermenters.  I think that would help more with quality control purposes.

I got a new cap, a black New Era Montreal Expos hat, it looks like this:
Since they don’t make a black Detroit Tigers hat with a white D (or at least not one I can find easily), I decided to go with a defunct franchise (the Expos eventually migrated to Washington DC where they’re known as the Nationals, FYI).  The only problem is, I paid quite a bit of cash for this hat, and it has a glaring imperfection.  The MLB logo on the back of the hat is crooked, not parallel to the bottom of the hat, and it’s off center.  It’s not terribly noticeable, but like I said, I paid a decent amount of money for the hat and I want it to be as advertised, not some crooked shit.  New Era’s support says they’ll get back to you in 24 hours but it’s been 5 days and I haven’t heard shit about it.  And I ordered it directly from them, not from some fly by night two-bit operation – unless New Era is actually a fly by night two-bit operation, of course.

nothing clever is entering my mind.

Today was the Detroit Tigers home opener.  I went down there with Frank, and we got to the bar around 10:30 after traffic and all that mess.  We met Dave and had a few drinks once we were able to secure a table, and I drank Labatt’s instead of my old standby of PBR, mainly because I don’t think they had PBR 🙁

The game was good, the Tigers won 14 – 2 over the Rangers.  After I had to take Frank home, and after I dropped him off, I’ve been lazying around the house.  My head feels like it’s on the wrong body today, and I’m dizzy for some reason and my voice is hoarse (and I wasn’t yelling at the game).  I had some leftover pizza and I’ve been all gassy and gross.  I’ve been trying to beat some of my nemesis’ bejeweled blitz scores in the meantime with House playing in the background…

And then there’s this…

amazing.

Rag Tag Heroes

Since we last spoke, I went to Lakeland, Floriday to watch the Detroit Tigers play in some spring training games.  The weather was really nice – around 80 degrees, and low humidity – that’s the key.  I actually used sunblock and didn’t get purple burns on my skin like the last time I was in Florida, so that was good.  The Tigers went 1-1 to the games that we saw, so it wasn’t too bad.  Jeremy and I mostly spent the day at the game and the night in the hotel room drinking beers.  Maybe we should have taken better advantage of the time we spent there, although we did walk to 7-11 on one of the days, so that’s something.

I’m going to attempt to cook with a wok tonight.  I got my rice cooker out on Tuesday and figured out how to work that, so now I’m going to try to make some fried rice.  While I have some of the stuff necessary to make an honest to goodness stir fry, we always seem to be deficient of vegetables.  While the rice cooks, I’ll probably go out and get the rest of the stuff for my sauce and marinade.

I’ve been slacking hardcore on the gym this year, and I actually went on Tuesday for cardio.  I’ve missed the last few days and I feel myself getting complacent so I decided yesterday that I’m going to try the 100 burpee challenge.  If you don’t know what a burpee is, I’ll tell you that it isn’t a little burp.  It’s an excersize where you start standing, then you crouch down, and put your hands down, and push your feet back so that you’re into a pushup position.  Once you drop into the pushup position, you go all the way down so that you’re on your chest, then you push yourself up.  At that point, you bring your feet back underneath you into a squat, stand straight up and then jump into the air.  When you get back to your feet, you start the whole thing over again, in rapid succession.  Here’s what I’m talking about:

So, what the 100 burpee challenge is, is on day 1, you do 1 burpee.  On day 2, you do 2 burpees. Day 3, you do 3, etc.  If you miss a day, you make up all of those burpees on the next day, plus the ones that you have to do for that day.  So, if you miss day 49, on day 50, you do 99 burpees.  They don’t have to all be right in a row, as I plan on doing about 10 in a set when I get past day 15 or so.  I’m also doing a few extra just to make sure I get the right form down.  I can already tell this is going to be a good test, and something that will be a good supplement to my current workout.  I guess it won’t hurt right?  Plus, I’m looking for something to help me kickstart my weightloss, since that’s slowed since I’ve slacked off.

How was your second bowl?

I got a haircut today, and there are a million little grey hairs all over my shirt.

The heat has finally let up, and it looks like it’s going to be a nice couple of days, until it rains again.

Jeremy is going to be coming out this weekend. We’re going to our 3rd annual Tigers weekend. They’re playing the Dodgers, and I hope they can win the series, that would be refreshing.

I finally got a new writer for the review site, so now I’m up to 3 full timers and a part timer. I’m going to be giving away a limited edition (1 of a run of about 200) poster away sometime in August. I need more readers though.

It’s been a while.

I’ll start off with what I can remember from the weekend.

Friday I left work early so I could take Katie to pick up her car from the dealership. She had some belts replaced because her car sounded like one of those old cars in the cartoons, wheezing and sputtering down the road. Afterwards, I went and saw the Tigers lose to the Twins, with Mark and Ruairi. After the game was over we went to Motor City Brew Works, off of Second street near MLK Jr. drive. I hadn’t been there before, but they had really good beer. We met Fred there and he gave me a slice of pizza, which was also pretty good, even though it had mushrooms on it.

Saturday I went over Dave’s and he and Matt and I saw Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull(s?). I thought overall it was a good an entertaining movie, in the same vein as the others in the series. I thought Harrison Ford looked really good considering he’s 65, and Shia Labouf(sp?) did pretty well too. I think he’s a decent actor, despite what most people I know think of him. I had a few complaints about the movie – mostly the overuse of CGI where it didn’t really need to be. The whole jungle scene was pretty ridiculous. My feeling about Indy movies is that they never needed to rely on CGI to make it believable in the past, so did they just do it to do it? Just to be flashy? I also don’t think I’d be complaining too much if it actually looked good. Most of the CGI looked really weak, which I was suprised with considering the FX were handled by Lucas’s own company. Other than that, I think it was a good addition to the series.

After the movie, I stayed over Dave’s and we eventually ended up watching the Tigers, Pistons, and the Red Wing games that were on that night. After banging around on Rockband for a little bit, I headed home.

On Sunday I went to make a transaction for part of Katie’s birthday gift, which turned out excellent. I was a little tense about it, because the timing was crucial. Afterwards, Katie and I went to Carrie and Fred’s for a cookout they were having. The food was good, and I drank more beers than I care to count (mostly because I lost count somewhere after 5 or 8 or something) and I sat nearly comatose in the passenger seat on the way home. Needless to say, Monday morning was rough.

Monday, we went and saw Prince Caspian, which was ok but not as good as the first movie. Afterwards we relaxed for a little bit before going over my parents house for another cookout. I ended up cooking burgers and bratwurst over there, and we ate outside. It was a little warm out, but nice enough that sweat wasn’t dripping into food, which is nice.

Yesterday we ran to IKEA to pick up some more shit, and a rollerblind for our front bedroom which hasn’t had a shade of any kind for at least a year and a half. When Jeremy comes to town, he’ll be happy to know that there’s a shade up.  I also caught up from issue 1 of Invincible, and I’m almost up to date with The Walking Dead.  I’m thinking of starting a pull list from my local comic shop, but I only have 3 things so far that I can think of that I’d like to read, and I don’t want to look like too much of a Robert Kirkman fanboy, so I need to broaden my horizons a little before I do that.

Nobody watches television ’cause he’s got a better show

I had a dream last night about my old roommate phil. I was walking around, and I saw him walking down the street on the other side, in the opposite direction. I started calling him out for being a punk and some other assorted names. He turned around, crossed the street and he started fighting with me, but I was defending myself instead of fighting back. I ended up getting some woman to help me take him down to the police station to get him put in jail. I remember saying to him “you got a place to live? If not, you’re gonna have somewhere to stay for a long time.” and also calling him a failure as often as possible. I hope you rot, phil.

Anyhow, I feel like I have a full week, but I’m really only doing stuff after work tonight and tomorrow night. Tonight is the Tigers game vs. the Red Sox – here’s hoping they win one tonight. Tomorrow is the Ministry show- which I am pumped for. I don’t know if you can hear words on a website, but I’m PUMPED. The last few Ministry albums have been really good, so I’m expecting a good show. I can’t forget to bring ear plugs because if I do, my ears will be done for.

Because this week until Thursday is spoken for, I haven’t been able to review any craptacular movies, and really should have watched more on my vacation and stocked up on reviews. I really need to keep up with content. I thought about watching something last night, but it was pretty late by the time I was going to get around to it, and I was tired and wouldn’t have been able to put all of my awesome creative energy into it.

Weekend Update – Illinois Edition

I went out to IL this weekend, and left somewhat early Friday morning so I could get out there and be able to hang out. I went out to visit Jermie and go and see the Tigers play the White Sox at U.S. Cellular field in south Chicago on Saturday.

Driving there wasn’t too bad. He lives about an hour and a half south of Chicago, so once I got to Chicago, I still had quite a ways to go before I’d get to his house. He lives in Bloomington, IL – which I find to be a pretty interesting place. You drive down I-55 and it’s just farm land and on both sides of the expressway dotted with truck stops and fast food restaurants at each exit. That all changes when you get to Bloomington. The exit I got off of is pretty nondescript, but you go down veteran’s highway for about a mile and a half and it’s like an oasis in the desert. The main street is 6 lanes in the middle of nowhere and there’s a billion little businesses all over the place. It’s pretty crazy.

When I got to Jermie’s house he hadn’t got there yet from work, so I sat out in front of his house for about 15 minutes or so waiting for him to get there. While I was sitting out there, his neighbors were passing, and some old lady came out and disappeared after giving me some weird look. All I could imagine were the cops pulling up next to my car asking me what I was doing, thinking I was casing the neighborhood. Me, sitting there with my crazy beard, just waiting outside someones house… That’s not suspicious looking at all.

When he got home, we went out and got some lunch and drank a few beers. After that, we went back to his house and Julie was home with Liam, so we hung out at his house for a while, and Julie went out so we watched Liam till she got back. We ended up going to BW3’s and watching baseball and drinking some more. There was some loud obnoxious chick that sat next to me at the bar, that screamed in my ear my entire time we sat there. We got home, and I was exhausted so I went to bed. I didn’t end up sleeping very well and woke up pretty early on Saturday so that we could go to the game.

We drove out to the game and the weather was shit. It was 39 degrees and rainy as hell. I knew it would be cold, but I didn’t think it would be that cold. The game was fucking horrible. The Sox pitched a no hitter for 7 1/3 innings and the Tigers ended up getting shut out. A nice “De-troit Sucks” chant started up and it was pretty miserable so we ended up leaving to take shelter in the car and hopefully warm up. I fell asleep on the ride back and was starving. When we got back, we ordered a pizza and played rockband till pretty late, drinking beers and Seagram’s. I’m getting my confidence back on drums and finished my first song on Hard that night.

Sunday, I had to psyche myself up to drive the 5-6 hours back home. I left at about noon and made pretty good time at about 5 hours and 20 minutes. It was pretty uneventful, and it seemed to go by pretty quick, especially considering it was such a long drive.

I really dislike driving back into metro Detroit. The entire drive through Illinois, Indiana and most of Michigan you’re driving down 2 lane highway. Almost everyone recognizes that you use the left lane to pass, and you get into the right lane when you’re not passing. The closer you get to Detroit, (noticeably right near Ann Arbor) the more that whole fucking concept breaks down. You eventually get to the point where nobody fucking knows how to drive, society degrades completely and everyone drops 1/2 a chromosome. I shouldn’t have to pass on the right. If you’re not going as fast as the person behind you and there’s no one in the right lane, GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY. On the flip, if you see someone coming up the left lane coming up upon you at a rapid pace, and you’re in the right lane, don’t just pull into the left lane at your same rate of speed if you’re going to pass someone. Either slow down for a second and let them pass, or speed up and so that they aren’t swallowing their teeth because they had to slam on the brakes.

Weekend review- boring edition

Yeah, so I had a long weekend. I took Friday off and went to the baseball game downtown and watched the Tigers lose. I had a few drinks before the game with Dave at the detroiter, then we walked down to Comerica to watch the game. I parked in the Greektown casino parking structure off of Lafayette because it was free. Because we were right off the expressway it didn’t take to long to get out of the congestion and got home pretty quick. Because Katie’s been working late as hell, I ate pizza and sat around by myself and watched some of season 10 of Top Gear.

Saturday I washed some of mountain of laundry that I’ve been putting off for a while. I was running out of clothes, so it was almost necessary that I get some of that shit out of the way. I got a couple of loads done, and had to get ready to go meet Katie’s family for her sister’s birthday dinner.

After dinner we went back to their house and had cake and what not. Just my luck it was ice cream cake and surprisingly I didn’t shit my guts out after eating it. I’ve been getting over my ice cream issues lately, but usually it’s just a trigger for me to have to take a massive dump. Whenever I feel bound up, I’ll just eat ice cream. Afterwards, I went over Jason’s, where they were celebrating Christine’s birthday the previous day with another ice cream cake. I regretfully declined their offers for cake, because I felt I might be tempting the fates a little if I took another shot at my arch nemesis – ice cream. Jason and I played super smash for a few hours afterwards, honing our craft at the new game.

Yesterday I did pretty much what I did on Saturday. More laundry was in need of being washed. I, like most other people, don’t mind putting the clothes in the wash, or in the dryer, but hate the folding with a passion. If I could build a robot that would fold clothes properly or hang them up, I would devote my life to it. I played a little Rockband, trying to get a little further on medium with the drums. I find that I’m always hitting the 90% range with the drums on medium and wonder if I’ll be able to tackle hard mode yet. Sunday night I went out with Bill to another ballgame, and had a few more beers at the detroiter. I’ve been to the detroiter now 3 times this week, and getting decreasingly less intoxicated. The Tigers lost again, and we ended up leaving pretty early to go back to the bar for a beer.

I also got FL Studio 8 – producer edition, which I’m excited to try out. I’m hoping the producer edition has a bit more features that help me do some things that I’ve always been confused with in earlier editions. Other than that, I’m just listening to mogwai, watching the time pass and waiting anxiously for GTA IV, which I saw the first commercial for on Saturday night, and it blew my fucking mind.

Oh yeah, and I reviewed a few movies, including They Live, Ilsa – she wolf of the SS, and Shogun Assassin.  Great movies.