Due to this being one of the more calm Memorial Day weekends, I figured this would give me a chance to catch up on some BS around the house. And try a new DIY project that's been on the burner for a minute, making some vinyl bowls. I've got tone of vinyl that I don't need, nor would anyone else for that matter, so here's a little pictography of my project:
Set the over to 200 degrees and wait. Be sure to tap your foot excessively if you've got an older oven.
Next, figure out what you need for a weight to weigh the record down on top of the bowl. Mad mystery meat. You can also see the inital set up.
Continue to wait for oven to warm up. 10:00 a.m., PBR and a Parliament? Sure!
I fought long and hard to figure out if I wanted to get rid of this album. Check out the guy in the middle.
Oven's ready! Here's a picture of the set up. I was mad shook and watched it a lot at first, but then I got bored.
Boredom solved! Had to go test the new squeegee from Target. :o
Oh snap, the first one's done! Not too shabby for the first go 'round. For those that try this themselves, I will say that it's easier to just put the record on top of the bowl, let it soften in the oven and then push the can into the bowl.
Hang and enjoy! New Michelle (she stays droppin' recommendations for my place) said that something needed to be on the bulkhead there, so I figured that would be a great place for them. Mad different and I think they're a fresh addition to the house.
It was fun making these things and the inital cost wasn't much. Sure beats buying them online, I've seen them for upwards of $50 for custom ones. Vinyl was free, the bowl was $4 and the can of whatever I already had. I can definitely dig that.
I did get to have some fuckery this weekend. Went out w/ Nate and his crew on Sunday night. Good times at Mexicali Blues, Shitlows and then off to see the love of his life at some sports bar near Crystal City. Sorry to blow up your spot there son, you poacher.
I'm really bummed about this because I thought it was going to be something decent. They didn't get a new director, they didn't get a new cast (sans that dude that supposedly his son) nor did they really take it out of the timeline. What could go wrong? I'll leave it to yall to browse some forum sites and reviews online. I'm not sure that I want to see this anymore....
And to boot, I read a rumor about a Robocop remake. It cannot get any worse.
If this movie wasn't so stereotypical and most likely offensive in this day and age, I'm not sure that they would remake it. Certain things are better left untouched.
Funny how the little things always seem to cheer me up. Sadly, it wasn't a spicy one. =/ But at 33% of my daily sodium intake, I'll take 2! Which is what I made for dinner tonight.
However, it did help. Maybe I'm blah because things are slow at work this week, not too sure what it could be. Maybe the the endorphins need to get kickin' again. My lack of gym attendance is rather staggering all things considered, but I just have to get off my ass.
This computer has been a curse and a blessing. I'm beyond cised to have one at the house, however, it's mesmerizing at the same time. I'm perfectly content sitting here moving my music over to the HD. I'm rediscovering my catalog, which is real dope. I forgot how much stuff I really did have, let alone how much I have yet to get. However, I'm also content on doing so at 12 at night too. I gotta get back on my schedule. Mad age and mad needing 8 hours of sleep each night, ugh. I think tomorrow I'll have to get back on my shit. It's already quarter after 9. /excuse
It could be my lack of concerts. There's an open invitation for someone to come w/ me to see Cut Chemist and Shadow again in Atlantic City. I need to see this show again live:
I know, I have to fix the titles on this thing, I'll get to it. My Last.FM thing isn't working either. Ugh.
At any rate, I just thought that this was really random. A while back, my keychain (ironically a Nationwide one at that) failed me and caused me to lose my ONLY car key. However, I figured I'd check my front desk and wouldn't you know it, someone found my key and turned it in. Funny how a feeling of completeness comes over you when you find something that you thought was gone, regardless of how simple or mundane.
Well, on my way to the grocery store just now, I found a car key and keychain right in the hallway to the garage. I actually paused and was going to overlook it, but I figured that's the least that I could do for that particular someone. I hope they get it back.
Oh and even more random? I'm sure others can relate, but go peep Ironman. You'll see the Dude, yes, Jeffery Lebowski, as the costar of the movie. Poor Jeff Bridges, "The Big Lebowski" positively ruined his acting steez from that point on. To boot, he was drinking throughout the whole flick. Therefore, I leave yall with this:
So, this was the weekend to NYC, Long Island to be more specific. Never been out that way before, as I have been to or at least through most if not all of the boroughs. For those that know, Mary Taylor (yes Wade, you can start smiling now) was getting married this weekend. Mary's been like a cousin, as her father and mine grew up together and we were born only a year apart. I couldn't be happier for her. It's always fresh to see a friend or relative find that special person, especially if you've seen them date others and have it not work out. However, Pete seems like a cool cat, so it's good that he'll be around w/ us for all of our "family" get togethers.
Now, onto the wedding. This was probably one of the nicest weddings I had been to. No I did not cop my camera before leaving, however, there will be pictures within a few weeks. Long Island is a real dope suburb of NYC, very similar to many 'burbs of major cities. Took place a clubhouse of a country club in Nassau County. It seemed that no expense was spared. Tons of people and tons of food/drink for everyone. Those LI Italians know how to do it! Rather extravagant place, hell the appetizers were more than enough, everything from bruschetto (spelling, big time) to most vegetables imaginable. You can guess dinner was crazy, from a smoked pig, to duck wraps, to pastas w/ calamari, shrimp, scallops, beef. It was like they looked at the menu and just said "Okay."
Oh and the drinks. Usually, an open bar ends at dinner. Nope. The servers kept bringin' us drinks at our tables! Well, I get tip happy the more I drink, so I was sure to take care of that girl, I cannot remember her name. I do remember apologizing when she said she was from Ohio. :o So the gin and tonic flowed from the heavens and needless to say, I got pretty hammered. After much dancing and celebrating, we went off to the after party back at the hotel. More drinks, more yelling, more dancing. GREAT time. I had to call it quits however. A bit too much for me after some Jaeger Bombs, and I was off to the room. You'd be proud however, I didn't get sick, but I did spend the night on the bathroom floor of my room. I found my little piece of heaven on a cold, tile floor. Fuck what you heard, that shit is comfy at that state. Oh and Wade, you can start laughing more, I would've had sex w/ a particular someone, no names, you can guess though. :o
One of the things that I've been paying more attention to as of late with people my age getting married, is the music that's played. I have created a ban list of songs NOT to be played at my wedding, which is ever growing, but here's a piece:
"Chicken Dance" "Celebrate" "Macarena" "Play That Funky Music White Boy" "YMCA"
There's more, but you get the idea. But, Mary and Pete did it right, that was some of the best music I had heard at a wedding EVER, and it was from a live band to boot. And there was no pretentious wedding planner trying to get everyone to dance. Have you ever seen this?
So, public shoutouts go to Mary and Pete. I thank you guys for everything and wish you nothing but the best (sorry to be cliche'd on that one).
The second half of the weekend is the part that didn't go as planned. I went w/ my parents up there and Saturday was their anniversary. We had plans to go visit Scott in NYC and he was going to take them out for the night, dinner, dancing, the whole nine. However, due to an emergency, that fell through. So, we left to head back to PA on Saturday. Shame, I really would've liked something special for them. We ended up back in PA at Ventura's Bar in Fairfield. Happy anniversary! But, at least the company was good, that's what's important.
Saturday was also my day to catch up w/ Mehul, but that fell through due to work. Understandable, that man saves peoples lives. I can't stand in the way of that. But, I also was going to chill w/ Shiggs and 40 up in NYC. Shiggs had an RSVP slated for an event on Saturday night in downtown. So public apologies to the Fish, but like 40 said, the summer just started, we've got time to get up.
Oh and just wanted to say Happy Birthday to Pops. He's 60 today, and we surprised him w/ his gift at the wedding, around all of his friends. He couldn't have been happier.
Sorry for the long one, no homo.
At least I didn't run into the "FROM WHERE?!?" response from NYC'ers this weekend. This is fitting:
Thanks to New Michelle, we call take a sigh of relief. You can view this blog that keeps you on the edge of your seat with any more issues! Just bring it up in FireFox and you'll be fine. I "coded" it in FireFox, so it seems that IE doesn't like that.
Eff IE! Funny how elitist Ive become in 2 weeks.
I will say that this thing is an amazing piece of technology however. Vee was over last night (til mad late at that) trying to get Windows workin' on this thing. Things didn't go as planned, he had to gut the computer and start the OS from scratch. Not a good look because I'm so damn particular on how things are set and what I've DL'ed so far, etc. I was actually glad to lose 5 gigs of music just so I could re-do it and get my artwork right on itunes. :o
But, upon the complete restart, the Time Capsule asked about using a backup to restore the computer. 8 hours later, it worked. Vee, I'll give you another shot, since you're 0-2 w/ the Windows installation.
Oh and this is my last joint for a few days, I'll have a dope one set for Sunday night upon my return from NYC. I'll holler!
Well, here it is 1 a.m. and I've just finished round 2 w/ this html BS, however I wanted to throw up a quick review of the flick as I just came from it not too long ago.
A perfect summertime flick. Good action, quick quips from Mr. Downey, Jr. and some decent tail. I think this was well worth the $10.50 (which sadly, is the norm now). Iron Man was one of my favorites growing up, mainly due to his role in the Marvel vs. Capcom games.
Usually w/ these flicks, it's the character build up that might take some time to get going and then there's a larger climax at the end. This was somewhat the contrary. The build up of Tony Stark and what he was before was pretty dope. I know that they had to modernize the character a bit from the original story, but it fit today's world perfectly. It seems that these movies now are taking a page from the newer Christian Bale "Batman" flicks. Good storytelling on how the main character came to be. I won't ruin for yall, I'd honestly like for yall to go see it.
Action was spot on. I'm a big fan of actual action, i.e. Die Hard flicks, however, the rendering of Iron Man in CGI was dope. I gotta give it to ILM, they're really pushing the envelope w/ a lot of this stuff and it's looking realer and realer. Of course, my main issue w/ most of these flicks is the lack of gratuitous violence. Nothing wrong w/ seeing people get shot, etc., but that's something that we didn't see a whole lot of in this flick. But meh, it still fit things perfectly.
Go out and check it. And for now, I'm off to bed. Tomorrow's my "Friday" and I'm super anxious for this NYC trip.
Once again Fort seems to the proverbial ship straightener. Didn't even think to check out some layouts online. So, here's the new joint. Let me know what yall think.
I get type particular when it comes to these things. I needed/wanted something with some style, maybe something a little different. However, it's somewhat greddy, I finally got my Music Quilt to be on here which is key. I'm moving my musical tirades over to the Last FM site. The link's in the quilt, be sure to check that out.
EDIT: I somehow deleted the "Title" tab. I'll work on it.
Talaq is an Islamic term meaning 'repudiation of marriage' or divorce.In which the husband by pronouncing three times 'Talaq-talaq-talaq' could divorce his wife without any reason, it could be oral or written.It is based upon laws of Quran.In Islamic countries there is no need of court to take Talaq or Divorce.
Does anyone find this as funny as I do? It's the divorce equivalent to Beetlejuice. I'll bet a number of Americans would have a different opinion of Islam knowing this.
Blah, so I'm coming to the realization that my body can't take things much anymore. I was in a haze most of Saturday. Took me forever to get my shit together and then all I wanted to do was take a nap. I gotta get my shit together for this weekend, however.
Big money Italian wedding in LI. I'm really lookin' forward to this trip for multiple reasons. I might go purchase a camera this week just for the event. :o My dad's friend informed me that I'll be sitting at a table w/ nothing but single women. I'll have to play my steez on the low, heh. Maybe the charm and boyish good looks can still kick in. Of course, I'm sure I'll meet someone, from up there, and she'll be dope.
Ah and in typical fashion of me waxing nostalgic, I'll leave yall w/ this. I think that's why I still work at the carwash. The sight of the Countryside shopping center always brings me back:
So, apparently we're still in the late 90's and early 00's. Maybe we even go as far as to have a PHD. I thought that this term died at the peak of Springer's popularity, however, I was wrong. Yall girls are a trip. Funny how as soon as we don't like a dude talkin' to a girl, we're haters. However, "She ain't shit" would be quick to follow if the shoe's on the other foot.
Last night was fresh. Mad pictures that I don't have yet however, I'll have to start a flikr account (don't even know about teh spelling). It was "Ladies Night" w/ the crew of New Michelle, Rose and Lisa Lisa and the Cult Jam. I guess it's always had this rep, but Clarendon Ballroom is the White Club in safe ol' VA. Decent spot though. I hadn't danced that much in a while (ah yes, the gin was flowing freely).
The main theme of the night however seemed to fall into the Dating category. New Michelle and myself even spoke as much as to bring up marriage (not her and I). But then there are others who can't get a date, who don't really care much to date, and then don't settle at all. Me? I'm somewhat in all 3. However, it doesn't bug me much as I've got more than enough on the stove of life right now, or maybe that's my justification. :o
Oh and Fort, if you're reading this, I'll need help w/ setting this thing up, as html escapes me:
Now, as a white person, when another white person says a phrase like this, I cannot help but raise an eyebrow. Wouldn't you?
In continuation of yesterday's blog, this was the event that capped the night as we were leaving the bar. We saw a fine specimen of the white trash sector scream this phrase to the bouncer (loosely used) at the bar. She got denied from going in the place to use the bathroom because she was under age (and beyond drunk at that, thanks for checking ID's Washington).
So in true white trash fashion, she threatens to pee on the sidewalk. Myself and everyone I was with was mooned with a pair of granny panties (the fuck?) while she went to bend down. I :heart: people. I might say some dumb shit or act even dumber when drunk, but I cannot fathom whipping it out and pissing on a busy ass street in DC. Course, maybe I've never been that drunk either.
I enjoy making fun of white people, and all people for that matter. I openly use the term "white boy" when speaking about other white dudes and the same goes for "white girl." I dunno that I would talk down to someone and their "white ass" for being white. What would cause you to do that when you're more pale than me, hair is blonder and eyes bluer?
Ah and finally, for those that know me and the fact that I have a computer now. Enjoy the laugh, for those that don't know, put 5 and 1 together.
This is typically something that comes about at say a funeral.
"X person was so great, they showed me y, and taught me z."
Kinda buggin' when you hear about it in the present. Padilla was in town this weekend (more on this later, I'm on my high horse with this). He told me about his other brother that came out to VA w/ him about 3 years ago. This kid could've been no more than like 19 years old, if that. Well, they came and stayed at the TH where I was living and I had just gotten my turntables. Poor kid, he had barely even SEEN a record, let alone understood how they worked.
After many a beer, we got to jammin'. I only had a few records, less than a crate, but this kid was amazed by these things. The face that a needle reads the physical disc and creates an analog signal. Well, he was hooked. Turns out the the week that he got back to New Mexico, he bought turntables and records. Now, he's DJ'ing up in the Northwest somewhere. Kinda crazy than a chance trip to Northern VA of all places and my humble turntables got that kid hooked for life. Sadly, I suck w/ names, so that's why it's not here. :o
Back to Padilla. It's always good to catch up w/ this guy. Mad jolly all the time and always great to be around. I guess it's the Mexican in him (I cannot control myself w/ the messican jokes). B, Fort, Melissa (original screen name withheld), Padilla and myself kicked it at a bar in DC. Good times had by all. For those that read my original blog, you remember how big of a fan I am of reminiscing, so it was cool to shoot the breeze over a few rounds and kick it w/ good people. Doesn't feel that long, but he moved back quite a few years ago, but he might come back. Hopefully it'll be a good move for him.
There was an even that capped the night in no other way, but I'm going to save that for tomorrow.......
Oh and in honor of the excellent weather today, I'm postin' my summertime jam that puts me in quite a groove.
Well, here it is, I don't know what to tell most of you. I hope that there are the faithful few that came over from me resigning on my MySpace blog (today actually).
For those that don't know, this will be a diary. Come check out what all's going on in life, come see what I've got poppin' for music, come see what movies I am watching. Come see what other thunder cunt wants to come take another coat of mine.
I'll get into my purchase with this new hotness at a later date, but I'm here, so look for a daily on this piece.
I'll leave yall with something that's been in steady rotation as of late, and you know you miss it. It's been 17 years already.....
Next, figure out what you need for a weight to weigh the record down on top of the bowl. Mad mystery meat. You can also see the inital set up.
