So I know y’all in Ohio were watching ESPN tonight. Maybe you were in the bathroom/kitchen/etc. when the commercials came on.. .I wasn’t. Remember the Ohio State commercial “I didn’t dot the ‘i’, I didn’t make the extra point, etc.?” Remember the guy in the record shop? Slightly hispanic looking…beard…said something about how he is involved in robotics…. ring a bell?
Well, when I was having critiques for my thesis last year he was one of the grad students in there every time. His work actually inspired my “can robots love robots?” glass paintings.
His name is Fernando Orellana and here is his website: http://www.fernandoorellana.com/index.htm
How ironic… I moved to California to see people on TV walking around in real life…but I end up seeing someone I knew in real life in Ohio…on TV in California.
Also…the game itself is being played in San Antonio so they are showing many MANY shots of the city throughout the game. I was just there four months ago, so it all looks so familiar.
Well christmas came and went. I received many thoughtful gifts. Such items included a shark vacuum and Norelco electric shaver from Amy. Also gift certificates from Supercuts…so I don’t mess up my hair by trying to cut it myself again. Among the things Mom sent were some homemade items like grape jelly, chocolate chip cookies, and Trail Bologna.
On christmas day I went with Amy and her family to visit her uncle and cousin in rancho santa fe. Before that we stopped by F-Street in San Diego for lunch. I had met this San Diego portion of her family before, but this time her other cousin Jennifer and her husband (and his parents) were there. Amy is very close to Jennifer because she lives in State College PA and Amy spent a lot of time around her when she was going to PSU. We couldn’t stay long because Amy had to work Sunday morning. Before we left we toured her cousin Wayne’s new 3+ million dollar house, which included a late model Porsche 911 turbo in the garage. After we left there the sun was beginning to go down, so we decided to skip the beach this trip.
The rain started pouring last night. It is coming down in Ohio-like torrents right now. The freeways are very dangerous when wet out here. They are in horrible shape all over the county, and when they get wet all those little grooves and cracks and stuff fill with water and can have you hydroplaning very easily. That plus most of the other drivers around here #1 can’t drive safely in the first place and #2 are so not used to driving in the elements that they lose control when we get what you folks in the east would call a sprinkling. There were few cars on the road at 7 this morning, I guess most people just gave up on trying to drive through it today.
Amy’s friend Jay is in town this week. I’ll play racquetball with him tonight. Ironic since he was the last person I played with when he came two months ago.
sheesh…apparently this is a huge problem and I’m not the only one who had to deal with it… Now c’mon PMachine…where is YOUR update?!
Wouldn’t want those towel-heads (or us annoying law-abiding citizens for that matter) to know where they are now would we? Watch out Rand-McNally – the King says you’re next on his list! It’s the year 1450 now and we should all know that information = evil.
Wednesday night Amy’s brother Alex was working at Wal-Mart as the resident optician to pick up some extra spending cash for Christmas. I stopped in and he gave me a free eye exam. I knew my eyesight had gotten worse since I was a teenager, but I didn’t know how much. Well the answer was…not much. I have a slight astigmatism in both eyes. Thats the bad news. The good news is that it is so minor that the only time glasses would even help would be (maybe) night driving. However, I was informed that Amy had a similar problem only slightly worse and when she wears her glasses to drive it gives her migraines.
So lets recap: Since I’ve turned 23 I’ve gotten cavities, my eyesight is starting (albeit at a snail’s pace) to go, and some people seem to think my hair is starting to thin out in a little patch on the back right of my head…
I got the bill for my little intestinal infection episode yesterday. I was very suprised. The bill (after the rebate for not having insurance) came out to under sixty dollars. Not the big deal I was expecting. Even Aaron had me convinced it would be a few hundred.
After http://www.iyves.com went live last week it has got a lot of traffic, you should check it out.
I went to bed at 9 last night and slept for ten hours, it was great.
I made the decision to pack my lunch at work from now on. It will be a little more difficult…but it’ll save me money, and hopefully I won’t get sick every two weeks anymore. Aaron is cutting his Yummy driving down to two days a week so we can go workout all the time too, so I should get more exercise.
Anyway, I finished up two things this morning that hve been in the works for awhile. They are both new entries in the portfolio section.
The first site is something I’ve been toying around with in my head for awhile, but it is time to do it. I’m going to advertise and see if I can actually get customers. The work that I can’t handle on my own I’ll farm out to hungry high school/college kids on craigs list.
Iyves’ site is just something I did for fun that I thought Amy would enjoy.
Speaking of Amy, we went to IHOP for breakfast yesterday. I had heard great things about IHOP, so I was expecting a good breakfast. It wasn’t. My pancakes tasted like McDonald’s pancakes, and they don’t offer the variety of “compote” fruit toppings that Dennys does. To make things even worse, they messed up Amy’s order TWICE. I had to eventually go and tell the chef myself to make her eggs “over hard.” When the check came we asked to have her item taken off because they had to make it three times. The waiter said “well, I don’t know because you ate it. But I’ll get the manager.” We got the manager and she took Amy’s meal off the bill….but that was a nasty experience… Very different than how Amy runs the City Grill. I think if a waiter said that to anyone at the Wilshire they would be fired.
Later we went to Barnes and Noble for a few hours. I read some art books about the best of fantasy/sci fi illustration in 2004. I really need to get back to basics and start drawing again. Eventually I’ll start painting again as well.
ok, so apparently I got on some asshole’s spamming list somewhere. This has forced me to turn the comments back into “registered users only.” Sorry everybody, but this is the only way to keep me from getting hit with about 300 spam comments a day. I’m not going to spend an hour every day deleting it just so you don’t have to spend the five seconds signing in before commenting. Nobody has commented (except Amy the other day) for a long time now anyway though, so I’m not sure anyone (besides her) actually reads this anymore.
Last night I went christmas shopping, and realized it is harder than it seems in California. Stores (cough cough Macys) lie about what they sell (in the stores) on their websites, and little shops close before 6pm.
Wednesday night Amy came over and spent some time with me before Byron came down. He was on assignment at Edwards AFB from Monday through Thursday. We cruised up through Burbank, then went down to Hollywood and Highland. The street was closed right there for the premiere of Ocean’s 12. We were too late though, and arrived about thirty minutes after the stars had all left the premiere…the only people left when we got there were interns rolling up the red carpet and news reporters doing their wrap-ups. I was still feeling kind of crappy from a cold that I’ve been battling for about a week, so I probably wasn’t a very lively companion, but it was good to see B again. While strolling along hollywood boulevard…we happened to come upon the Scientology building and see a huge set up for the “L. Ron Hubbard Christmas” Weirdest thing ever…. It looked just like any other “winter wonderland with Santa” installation, except we were expecting to see aliens walk out of Santa’s Workshop….or at least John Travolta with an oxygen tube up his nose.
so today makes it seven times this week that I’ve been spammed….
my only recourse to stop this is make everyone who wants to comment register. Isn’t it ironic that the first guy to bitch to me about getting notices every time there are spam replies to all his posts…is the same guy that bitched about how annoying it was to have to register….
keep in mind folks, when you get an email about these jack-asses posting after your comment…they have posted after hundreds of entries…and guess who gets an email everytime anything is written on this site. So if you think deleting ten emails from your inbox sucks…try 120… and try deleting all those comments…one by one off the blog… I haven’t even done it yet because it will take me HOURS with the way this “pmachine” system works.
something is really wrong with the world when in one night DimeBag Darrell is fatally shot onstage, while in another part of the country Usher wins 11 music awards. Thats right…the guy who’s skills on the guitar made him a rock/metal legend dies, and some kid who’s hit song consists mostly of “yeah…yeah…YEAH…yeah” (which he didn’t even write) gets 11 awards….. and you know which story was on the news this morning, I don’t even have to tell you that……