Happy New Year

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Dec 312008
 

Quick writings while I wait for ‘da boys.’

I’m totally paying off my Credit Card tomorrow. I made over $200 twice in a row at work, meaning I am a month ahead of schedule. Huzzah!

Bones, the show, is retarded.

Legend of the Seeker, the show, is retarded.

Matt was able to hang for one late night yesterday. We stayed up until the wee hours a’gigglin. Miss that feller something terrible.

2 Ben & Jerries pints for $7 is rediculously broken.

http://www.failblog.com = Hilarious

Cassidy announced to me last night that he has perfected his ‘mexican butt tackle’ sex maneuver. True story.

I will be writing a whole host of New Year’s resolutions in the next few days. Stay tuned!

Maybe should have gone to the BaGG New Year’s party tonight but SOMEBODY didn’t tell me they were going until a few hours ago; SOMEBODY is slightly excused however, because she totally seduced for the win yesterday. Instead I’m rolling with ‘da boys’ tonight, to some sort of schindiggery in San Rafael. Jessica and I both have to open Harvey’s tomorrow, a punishment created for us by us because we are the least hungover. Win.

See you all next year!

 Posted by at 11:42 pm

Happy New Year

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Dec 312008
 

Quick writings while I wait for ‘da boys.’

I’m totally paying off my Credit Card tommorow. I totally made over $200 twice in a row at work, meaning I am a month ahead of schedule. Huzzah!

Bones, the show, is retarded.

Legend of the Seeker, the show, is retarded.

Matt was able to hang for one late night yesterday. We stayed up until the wee hours a’gigglin. Miss that feller something terrible.

2 Ben & Jerries pints for $7 is rediculously broken.

http://www.failblog.com = Hilarious

Cassidy announced to me last night that he has perfected his ‘mexican butt tackle’ sex maneuver. True story.

I will be writing a whole host of New Year’s resolutions in the next few days. Stay tuned!

Maybe should have gone to the BaGG New Year’s party tonight but SOMEBODAY didn’t tell me they were going until a few hours ago; SOMEBODAY is slightly excused however, because she totally seduced for the win yesterday. Instead I’m rolling with ‘da boys’ tonight, to some sort of schindiggery in San Rafael. Jessica and I both have to open Harvey’s tommorow, a punishment he created for us because himself and I to be the least hungover. Win.

See you all next year!

Originally published at KyleKyle’s Blog. You can comment here or there.

Come let us sing the sailor song!

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Dec 282008
 

Sailing, sailing, jumping off the railing!
Drinking, drinking ’till the ship is sinking!
Gambling, stealing, lots of sex-appealing!
Come, let us sing the sailor-song…

Well not quite, but you get the general idea. After soccer today, Nick suggested we take his boat out… so we did! Used Pete’s 1960 Thunderbird to do the travelling, and every single tourist in Sausalito took a photo of us cruising. The bay was cold and the wind was scanty, but we cruised to Angel Island, roasted some sausages, shared some pumpkin bread from my mother, and generally had a swell time. We took some very hot pictures, including some of me being awesome savior of the day tillar man. Enjoy!

 Posted by at 11:42 pm
Dec 282008
 

Sailing, sailing, jumping off the railing!
Drinking, drinking ’till the ship is sinking!
Gambling, stealing, lots of sex-appealing!
Come, let us sing the sailor-song…

Well not quite, but you get the general idea. After soccer today, Nick suggested we take his boat out… so we did! Used Pete’s 1960 Thunderbird to do the travelling, and every single tourist in Sausalito took a photo of us cruising. The bay was cold and the wind was scanty, but we cruised to Angel Island, roasted some sausages, shared some pumpkin bread from my mother, and generally had a swell time. We took some very hot pictures, including some of me being awesome savior of the day tillar man. Enjoy!

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Originally published at KyleKyle’s Blog. You can comment here or there.

I left my pie on the tortoise tank….

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Dec 262008
 

… So no Christmas dessert for me. I suppose it saves me a few extra Christmas pounds, probably to the chagrin of my grandmothers who both claim I am lacking in that department. It isn’t like I don’t try or anything. I eat plenty. For breakfast I ate something around 7 cinnamon rolls. Mostly because I was messing with my brother and I was determined to eat every delicious roll my brother selected and placed on his plate (though I did give Jenn one) . It took him 7 tries throughout breakfast before he realized he could not counter my subterfuge; He elected to grab one and stuff the whole thing in his mouth. I win?

People often have trouble understanding the dynamic that exists in our family. Especially at holidays. We talk nasty. Christmas breakfast discussion was kind of like a round robin event. Every had their chance to be singled out and embarassed. For example: When we discussed my mother, we mimed her proposed fisting methods and talked about her love of scissoring. We pointed out Melanie’s whorey attitude towards anyone who might tickle her, labeling her the tickle tramp.  We discussed Nate’s family record loss of virginity. You’ll never know what was said about me, so don’t ask.  We had so much fun. When I left last night, my mom told me that she always looks forward to the six of us eating together, essentially they are the best parts of her year. But it gets better. I may be the most outwardly dirty person in our group of six, but I am definitely not the winner in our family at large. That honor is split amongst my mother’s sisters. Even when I’m in top form, they are skilled enough to turn me red in a single moment. This is good though. Sterile families can be so boring.

It was a pretty light Christmas from every angle. Nobody has the monies! I purchased presents for everyone from Threadless, but they didn’t arrive till 6pm Christmas Eve, long after my sister and I had tired of waiting and left. They’ll have to be given out later. I did buy myself the most amazing Cerberus hoodie. It is so awesome, albeit a little on the thin side. Whatevs! Jenn and I went and visited with my dad’s side on Christmas eve. St. Nick smiled on us and we did not encounter my father, so the evening was a smashing success. I’ve only met my nephew Jarred 3 times in the course of 8 years, so I spent a while letting him beat me at Madden on the Wii. Christmas day was spent as I discussed before, at my mother’s house. We had plenty of fun. Dinner was spent at my aunt’s and then I left before dessert so I could catch the right bus. Dessert was tagged and bagged for me, but it didn’t make it past the tortoise. Too many hugs and goodbyes. All in all, a very nice Christmas.

As a sort of assistance to my sister, and her Christmas present / payback for Eddie Izzard, I’ve arranged with my sister for the building of a bicycle. She has a boy who runs a bike shop, and well. She’s going to get him to help. so hurrah for that. But mostly importantly, this bicycle relates to a sort of epiphany we had together driving towards Healdsburg. I was telling her how I wish i had a car at times, because all my free time would be well spent camping and hiking. And then she hit me with the bomb: Why not go bike camping? My response was a confused lightbulb sort of exclamation. Is that even possible? How do I do it? Smack the flux capacitor and gun it to 88?  Duh! I can’t believe I never before considered using a bicycle to go camping. There are so many great spots in the area. Well, as soon as I get up to speed on bicycle riding, I’m going to do it. Rain or shine!

Merry Christmas everybodies!

 Posted by at 2:59 pm
Dec 262008
 

… So no Christmas dessert for me. I suppose it saves me a few extra Christmas pounds, probably to the chagrin of my grandmothers who both claim I am lacking in that department. It isn’t like I don’t try or anything. I eat plenty. For breakfast I ate something around 7 cinnamon rolls. Mostly because I was messing with my brother and I was determined to eat every delicious roll my brother selected and placed on his plate (though I did give Jenn one) . It took him 7 tries throughout breakfast before he realized he could not counter my subterfuge; He elected to grab one and stuff the whole thing in his mouth. I win?

People often have trouble understanding the dynamic that exists in our family. Especially at holidays. We talk nasty. Christmas breakfast discussion was kind of like a round robin event. Every had their chance to be singled out and embarassed. For example: When we discussed my mother, we mimed her proposed fisting methods and talked about her love of scissoring. We pointed out Melanie’s whorey attitude towards anyone who might tickle her, labeling her the tickle tramp.  We discussed Nate’s family record loss of virginity. You’ll never know what was said about me, so don’t ask.  We had so much fun. When I left last night, my mom told me that she always looks forward to the six of us eating together, essentially they are the best parts of her year. But it gets better. I may be the most outwardly dirty person in our group of six, but I am definitely not the winner in our family at large. That honor is split amongst my mother’s sisters. Even when I’m in top form, they are skilled enough to turn me red in a single moment. This is good though. Sterile families can be so boring.

It was a pretty light Christmas from every angle. Nobody has the monies! I purchased presents for everyone from Threadless, but they didn’t arrive till 6pm Christmas Eve, long after my sister and I had tired of waiting and left. They’ll have to be given out later. I did buy myself the most amazing Cerberus hoodie. It is so awesome, albeit a little on the thin side. Whatevs! Jenn and I went and visited with my dad’s side on Christmas eve. St. Nick smiled on us and we did not encounter my father, so the evening was a smashing success. I’ve only met my nephew Jarred 3 times in the course of 8 years, so I spent a while letting him beat me at Madden on the Wii. Christmas day was spent as I discussed before, at my mother’s house. We had plenty of fun. Dinner was spent at my aunt’s and then I left before dessert so I could catch the right bus. Dessert was tagged and bagged for me, but it didn’t make it past the tortoise. Too many hugs and goodbyes. All in all, a very nice Christmas.

As a sort of assistance to my sister, and her Christmas present / payback for Eddie Izzard, I’ve arranged with my sister for the building of a bicycle. She has a boy who runs a bike shop, and well. She’s going to get him to help. so hurrah for that. But mostly importantly, this bicycle relates to a sort of epiphany we had together driving towards Healdsburg. I was telling her how I wish i had a car at times, because all my free time would be well spent camping and hiking. And then she hit me with the bomb: Why not go bike camping? My response was a confused lightbulb sort of exclamation. Is that even possible? How do I do it? Smack the flux capacitor and gun it to 88?  Duh! I can’t believe I never before considered using a bicycle to go camping. There are so many great spots in the area. Well, as soon as I get up to speed on bicycle riding, I’m going to do it. Rain or shine!

Merry Christmas everybodies!

Originally published at KyleKyle’s Blog. You can comment here or there.

Nom Nom Nom?

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Dec 232008
 

I don’t know if this is really the sort of thing to be blogged about. But it’s sort of fascinating. So the Cheeblies (finches) passed. And because it was raining, I just wrapped them each in a paper towel, left them in the cage, and covered the whole cage with a blanket. I was going to bury them at a later date when it wasn’t raining. This morning, I found feathers scattered all over the floor in the living room. I checked the cage, no mas bird bodies. APPARENTLY, the gliders got their grubby little hands on the towel edges, pulled them to the bars, fished out the finch bodies, yanked them through the bars, and then proceeded to run rampant through the house with them. Now is the time we found out whether gliders are more similar to cats or ferrets. Ferrets hide their treasure. Cats leave you presents. Gliders….? I would be horrified right now if I wasn’t so shocked and amused at their tenacity and my naivete. I’m going to have to watch them tonight and see if they try to start round two of the finch party.

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Nom Nom Nom?

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Dec 232008
 

I don’t know if this is really the sort of thing to be blogged about. But it’s sort of fascinating. So the Cheeblies (finches) passed. And because it was raining, I just wrapped them each in a paper towel, left them in the cage, and covered the whole cage with a blanket. I was going to bury them at a later date when it wasn’t raining. This morning, I found feathers scattered all over the floor in the living room. I checked the cage, no mas bird bodies. APPARENTLY, the gliders got their grubby little hands on the towel edges, pulled them to the bars, fished out the finch bodies, yanked them through the bars, and then proceeded to run rampant through the house with them. Now is the time we found out whether gliders are more similar to cats or ferrets. Ferrets hide their treasure. Cats leave you presents. Gliders….? I would be horrified right now if I wasn’t so shocked and amused at their tenacity and my naivete. I’m going to have to watch them tonight and see if they try to start round two of the finch party.

Originally published at KyleKyle’s Blog. You can comment here or there.

For the Cheeblies (RIP)

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Dec 222008
 

First and foremost, it is my unhappy duty to report that the Cheeblies (the Zebra finch pair) past away yesterday evening. The circumstances are curious and difficult to believe. They were fine when I put them to bed the previous night, and certainly alive before Cassidy and I went to the Arsenal game on Sunday. We came home, and the smaller cheeb was dead, while the other cheeb was convulsing. They were side by side in the food bowl. Perhaps there was some foreign agent in the food. I’m going to go out and bury them tonight. Their friendly chirping will be missed. It’s shocking to me, but I have no pictures with which to commemorate them. I hate taking pictures through cage bars though, which probably explains why I never bothered. Bye cheebs! We miss you!

Moving forward, the Chelsea game was a heartbreaker. John Terry received a straight red card and had to walk. No hard feelings here, he could have hurt that boy; However, it took a game we were commanding and turned it into a bit of a struggle. We’ve missed yet another opportunity to take the lead in the league, and it will probably be the last chance we get for some time.

I finally got around to uploading all the pictures I’ve taken in 2008 thus far. Scanty few compared to 2007. I’ll link a few here at the bottom. Thats it for now from me!

 Posted by at 2:58 pm

For the Cheeblies (RIP)

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Dec 222008
 

First and foremost, it is my unhappy duty to report that the Cheeblies (the Zebra finch pair) past away yesterday evening. The circumstances are curious and difficult to believe. They were fine when I put them to bed the previous night, and certainly alive before Cassidy and I went to the Arsenal game on Sunday. We came home, and the smaller cheeb was dead, while the other cheeb was convulsing. They were side by side in the food bowl. Perhaps there was some foreign agent in the food. I’m going to go out and bury them tonight. Their friendly chirping will be missed. It’s shocking to me, but I have no pictures with which to commemorate them. I hate taking pictures through cage bars though, which probably explains why I never bothered. Bye cheebs! We miss you!

Moving forward, the Chelsea game was a heartbreaker. John Terry received a straight red card and had to walk. No hard feelings here, he could have hurt that boy; However, it took a game we were commanding and turned it into a bit of a struggle. We’ve missed yet another opportunity to take the lead in the league, and it will probably be the last chance we get for some time.

I finally got around to uploading all the pictures I’ve taken in 2008 thus far. Scanty few compared to 2007. I’ll link a few here at the bottom. Thats it for now from me!

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Originally published at KyleKyle’s Blog. You can comment here or there.