Daily Update

Right after work last night, I wandered over to the ucla Dental Clinic. Dr. Plewe needed victims for his dental Exam's. As far as I knew it, he just had to so many hours of weird things. But it turned out that he was looking specifically for cavities to fill, so he x-rayed my Pearly Whites and searched, and searched, and searched, but no such luck by the Ry-guy. I was to diligent in my dental hygiene. I was quick to point out that I was probably the only person in there to have accomplished something in the field of Dentistry, namely I have earned my Dentistry Merit Badge in Boy Scouts! Yes, thats right. So I liberally told him to look at all the 'technical terms that I knew'. I got a couple of laughs and a couple of stares from the dozens of other students and patients in there. In the dental school its a wide open space, like an office full of cubicals, so maybe 10 cubicals per aisle, and 5-6 aisles per room, with a bunch of rooms per floor, and many floors per building. I kind of surprised Ryan when I loudly announced, that "I didn't want to take my pants off again , cause it made me 'uncomfortable'." He laughed, as I felt many eyes look at my back from the rest of the room. When he was trying to X-ray my mouth I was always curious as to what would happen if I resisted his efforts. Yes, a dentists nightmare. I then informed him I would only go through with it if he first X-rayed my hand flipping 'the bird'. But he didn't go along with it. So I then started using the x-ray machine as a lazer pistol, and I would shoot the space aliens that were just outside the window. I also asked him not to "x-ray my genitalia any more" (I did this very loudly cause we were in a side room.) Then I sat still for 5 minutes. Then I tried to convince him that it was better to x-ray someone if they were upside down, then tried to show him the best method for doing that as I attempted a handstand in the chair. With a little more shinaigins we finally finished and went upstairs to develop the x-rays. On the trek up stairs I made sure to announce to everyone that we had important documents and asked everyone to step aside. I had latex gloves on so I looked official.

While the film was developing I tried to get one of the other students to marry him while she was walking by, but luckily for Ryan, I don't think she spoke English very well. After it had developed it took him 20 minutes to clean something up before we left. I don't know why I waited. The area where we were was pretty messy and un-clean. If that was an actual dentists office I would have complained about the dirtiness. I'm sure USC isn't as messy as ucla. OH, and after the x-rays Ryan decided he needed to prod around my mouth with a mirror and Scalers. For a dentist he was much to gentle. I'm much more vigorous on myself, and I'm a wuss when it comes to that. It was like he was brushing by my incisors with a feather. My old dentist would have one or two of the hygienists come in and hold me down so he could get a running start for crying out loud. He was a guy who would use his whole body weight to prod around my mouth. My how times have changed I guess. But I was much obliged to help Ryan out with some encouraging screams, so in between poking me, I would blurt out "OUCH" or "oHH that HURTS". I think when he laughed, they were laughs that were hoping the instructors didn't come over to investigate.

After that I went home and ate Capt'n Crunch for dinner and watched TV.

Lunch was sponsored by Socko's.

I'm listening to KC & The Sunshine Band.

Daily Update: 'Super Tuesday' Edition

Yes, thats right. Right now, at this moment I am a powerful person, and it is because I have already Voted. I won't go as far as Evan's Blog as to endorse a particular candidate yet, but I will say that I wore my NRA t-shirt to the Polls! It bothered a few people, but They're not allowed to campaign within 100 feet of the polling place, so they couldn't try to argue with me, because that would be considered 'Campaigning', so I had them beat. And when they tried following me to my car, turns out that I had parked within that 100 feet radius. And both I and they knew this because 'someone' had strategically placed chalk distances on the ground leading up to my automobile, and my car door was only 86' from the Polling door, so I smiled at them as I drove off. So now I proudly wear my 'I voted' Sticker. And I did that all right when I got up, before work, and I was actually on time today!

Last night I didn't quite make it to FHE. But instead a few of us went to what I now call 'JJHE', or 'JJCEE'. Which is 'Jim-Jeff-Chris Event Evening'. It was great. So we were going to El Cholo for mexican food. On the way over we ran into Cheryl, and we talked her out of going to 'Speed-dating' and into 'Getting Food' with the guys. Danny came with too, which made it a well rounded evening. The second we got there, Jeff started 'working his magic' with the much younger hostesses. Enough so to the point of the rest of us just walking away, so we didn't 'interfere'. I had to go back a minute after he was 'done' and put our group on the list. The food was just as good as the place downtown. We spent the whole time gossiping about everyone that we knew... but NO ONE that reads this, so you are safe :)

Then even later in the evening, I went over to Fairburn to help Bethany learn German. In her quest to learn every language on the planet, I figured it was the least I could do to help her out and since I have a masterful knowledge of the language, I was indeed the best person to help her. It was difficult to teach her at this moment, although needed, because she had just come back from the twitterpating Speed Dating experience, also due to the late hour, and she normally goes to bed I think at 8pm and it was 9pm when I got there.

I had a brief moment to work on The Painting again last night. I was still interested in exploring the color Blue, so I continued with that theme, and dove right into the water, just like I had literally done last September when I was there. Oh it was so cool/cold. The paint brought back the salty taste in my mouth, it brought back the physical exhaustion from having hiked all day, and it also brought back the memories of Ryan's I-talian Beach Babe 'friends'. As my brush would flow up and down, I could also feel myself wading in the clear crystal blue water all over again. For a minute there, I even had to fend off the annoying sea gulls from diving into the gently painted water and smearing it. The lush blues, and the avid green hues are enough to take your breath away. Its not near complete, but its a good first step for the water. After I I'll probably end up re-doing the water as the last step like I normally do anyway.

At work today I was talking with Collins, and apparently he had a 'Big Bertha' story times 2 at his party! We joked all about how funny it was for most of the day.

Lunch was sponsored by In N Out.

I'm listening to Flogging Molly right now.

Daily Update: SuperBowl Edition

I really had no preferences, but I decided that it was easier to like the underdog, the Giants. The most exciting part, besides the food, was me taunting the actual players. If you weren't there, Its going to be hard to repeat some of the great things that came out of my mouth, but lets just say Gisele Bundchen was hit hardest, and Payton Manning, second. There were a good number of people there at Greenfield. Everyone brought a few snacks just like we had asked, so there was a decent amount of food. Thinking with my stomach, the second I got to Greenfield I started warming up my Hot-Wings, cooking pizza's and prepping food (chips and salsa), but it was a little difficult with one Huge roadblock. I can't really remember her name, so lets just call her Big Bertha. Bertha was informed that we were having a party weeks ago, but that didn't stop her from using an entire oven exclusively for HER dinner (a whole turkey it seemed like). Did she share? NO. Did she get in the way of MY guests so they couldn't eat OUR food? YES! Did she pig-out on most of OUR party food? Most likely. Did I want to choke her in public? Kind of. (I must add that she was there, but isn't truly one of the Greenfield girls. And don't ask, cause I'll never mention who it was. But if you were there, you will know of whom I speak). Then another 'Best' part was how we bet on the outcome of the game. They called it 'squares', which I'd never heard of before, but the winner was to receive a Kiss from Sara! So, as you can imagine, we were all ecstatic to see that My Man Danny won! So Every camera in the place was pulled out, as everyone in the room pushed the two together. Chris snapped the most priceless picture of the two in action. (Look for it soon on Sara's Blog.) Then when it was all over, I rodeo'd a bunch of people into helping cleanup. It went well, until I noticed the entire case of carrots Bertha had peeled into the sink, clogging it thoroughly. Then when I was going to pull something out of the fridge, three Tupperware containers of red tomato catchup stuff flung out, splashing to the floor and hitting Everything in the fridge on the way. It wouldn't have been a problem if the Lids had actually been placed on these containers either. It wouldn't have made me angry if they had been thrown out when they had expired,cause they were all moldy. In an angry manner I then took it upon myself to start cleaning their fridge. If I didn't think they would use it in the next 5 days, it got thrown out! Oh it was such a mess, and in more ways than one. But it wasn't Sara's or Emily's or Kim's fault, I'll tell you that right now. OH, and another thing. I'm blaming Bertha for this thing I found in the sink. whatever it was it almost made Laurel puke, and after I left, I honestly considered stopping at Chevron to wash my had in Gasoline to get rid of the smell! It was that bad! but she left this bucket of rotten/spoiled goulash crap in the sink, with foil on top. I don't know why I cleaned it up. I should have put it under her bed with the rest of her dishes.

But going back to Friday, I had a coupon for Cold Stone and I was hoping to use it before I settled in to watch TV. So I go down to the store on Pico, and I ran into Cheryl. What a funny coincidence. So after we got our Cold Stone Delights we took advantage of the marvelous invention of TV. I slowly nursed my Cold Stone- Ghirardelli Chocolate rocky-road ice cream down for the rest of the night. Oh, it was so good.

Saturday was indeed a complicated and adventurous day. I woke up early due to Jeff calling me 5 times in a row. He wanted to see if I was going to the 10am Funeral-Fireside at the church. I told him I was content on NOT going and would go to Costco instead, so he volunteered to come with me. I slowly got up, but couldn't bring myself to leave the house before I made myself Pancakes:)

Yes, I did take a few minutes to fight the Battle of My Life this day and I did quite well at it too. I have achieved the level of 'Legendary Sell-caster Paladin'. That's because I'm a super-terrific Magical Knight in Shining armor. I have also acquired a new sword. Its called 'The Tear of Avo', Avo being one of the fictitious deity in the game of course. It is very powerful, but it isn't quite as powerful as the Sword of Solace that I have already acquired and that I've have been hacking evil creatures to pieces for some time now.

But enough about that. In the afternoon Eric needed a ride to the airport for a standby flight to Hawaii. Last I had heard, he missed the original flight for an audition, but then he was calling to make sure he could show up late for the stand-by spot, and they told him on the phone that the flight was now full! Oh boy. There were two more flights out of LA, and I think he just decided to show up and work his 'charm' with the girls at the counter, rather than over the phone. As I drove him to the airport I reviewed the situation and I was giving him advice on how to lie or 'sweet talk' the people there. I mean, really, this was Hawaii on the line. When it came down to it, it was just a pep-talk about him being the best actor ever, and this was the audition he had been training for his whole life; Sob-stories, dramatic excuses, and even mentioning 'there was a funeral thismorning' (pres. Hinckley's; just don't mention that it was broadcast from SLC, or that he didn't go) were all suggested. And if that failed, change tactics, and just go to a different counter. There are enough employees at an airline to accommodate maybe 20 different 'trys', if you know what I mean. But then he finally made it.

Laurel Had a birthday party over the weekend. I showed up a little late, but then again, Ryan TOLD everyone to show up late. Apparently its a 'game' when it comes to telling people when to show up to a party. He is the Worst when it comes to showing up to an event. You could tell him the plane leaves at 12 noon on the dot, and he'll wonder why it left already at 12:45. Have you ever heard the phrase 'Mormon Standard Time'. It wasn't coined by Mormons. Do you know what CPT stands for. (If not, I'll hint that I heard it from a Black friend of mine.) Its not just Mormons that show up late. Its everybody! Especially people who see no strong reason to be social. They don't want to 'start' the party. They simply want to show up for 45 minutes and see what was going on, just to say they were there, then leave cause they have 5 other parties to make appearances at. Bah Humbug I guess. I personally don't like being late, but I still understand that people are late once in a while, and some people are much more lax than I am. But come on ryan, get yourself a watch that keeps Real-time, not 'Ryan-time'. but enough of that.

Lunch was sponsored by D'Amore's Pizza.

I don't remember what I listened to all day. Its kind of a blur. sorry. probably talk radio though.

Daily Update

It was cold. It was dark. But somehow my running shoes had been strapped on, and I was standing at the starting line of the Australian Outback race track. I don't remember getting there, only being there. The winds were high, and the lights were low. It was night time after all. There were the usual people running about as well. Only one or two people there could run fast er than I. That always makes me feel good about myself. The Blond-Lightning Phenomena was also there, lighting the way for all the rest to see. It was very cold. I thought global warming was supposed to be a factor in the world today, but this night has changed my mind about that. (I haven't seen all those activists around lately either.) But it felt like I was rushing straight toward the highest peak in Antarctica. Most of the wind was from me moving faster than my surroundings rather than the wind pushing me back like the previous day in the Urals. I felt like an Arctic Zebra like Cat, rushing forward with zeal like never before. It was a bit short lived though. Only two miles were accomplished. The elements and the long winter nap have taken much of my strength from me as of late. But that is something I must overcome shortly.

Last night was the resurfacing of some show called 'lost'. Its the kind of show that makes you 'lost' after having watched it. A big group of us watched it over at Kami's. Little did I know that shoing up 3 minutes late would get my ass chewed out by about 12 angry people! I mean they were serious about watching this show. I guess I had never fell victim to the optical heroine that they all had. As soon as the show started I decided to make comments, but OOPS! that was another scolding moment for jim to recieve, along with two pillows thrown at me, one slap on the arm, and some unidentifyable food item. I think it was hurled at me from the depths of someones inner digestive track, but I didn't look further into it as it slowly creeped down the wall behind me moments later. I mean, this show just makes you wonder more and more about what they are up to. And if you don't see it from the start, I guess you don't care at all, like me:) My Man Danny was also there observing it for the first time. It was unfortunate that he and I, as well as Chris and Mike weren't allowed to make comments. I mean, that would have made it a super great show I tell you! Maybe next time guys.

After that episode, I rushed off to Scott's After Birthday Party. I had missed the birthday party due to running. But it wasn't JUST running, but it was running night, and I was only told that a bunch of kids were going out to dinner AS I was getting in the car to go. Sure it was special that Scott invited me, which was weird cause not only does he never go 'Out', but to invite ME to dinner was most generous of him. So after my run I found out that it was for a Birthday dinner, and only then I remembered that Jeff warned me about this last week. So I stopped by to say Hi and to wish him well. As usual I found Scott and Plewe Zombying the couch up, taking all the ESPN in that they could, before overload. How Priceless.
We got a new girl in the office today. She's replacing Susan. Susan is apparently going back to the Philippines. Apparently America is a little to fast paced and luxurious for her. Thats to bad, cause she was always laughing at work. I don't exactly know why, but she was the one who would laugh at ANYthing I did.

I'm listening to One Man Army right now. They're cool.

Lunch was sponsored by Marvin's. Today at Marvin's, the Racist Stan was pushing the Marvin's employees for their rent check. The Employees said their boss was just in a bad car wreck and is in the hospital. Stan didn't seem to care, and still kept threatening them, and talking down to them. I'm sure the two little Mexican Fellas who work there could take the greedy and unforgiving Stan.

Daily Update

I brought my own paper bag to Stans Donuts yesterday morning. I felt like a bum for doing it, but it was my little effort to help save the Earth. Lets face it, I go there enough that I started feeling bad about throwing all those paper bags away, so I started saving them, and I figured that I could use them for something useful one day.

So last night when I got home from work, I resisted the urge to go running for a while, but it finally overtook me. I rushed out the door with my running shoes, and J-pod on. I didn't have the nerve to greet the Australian Outback, so I simply went on a tour of what seemed like the Ural Mountains. It was all up hill, and very cold and very windy. It was vicious at the peak, and I thought I'd even blow away for a minute. But I stove on into the wild. It was to cold to run into any wildlife this time, so it was just the elements I had to endure.

On the way back from lunch I saw some bum stumble behind some Newspaper stand, and start peeing into his starbucks cup. It was quite odd, in fact kind of scary. Because I was walking by at such a brisk pace, I want to assure you that I didn't see 'Bum Wiener', but I saw him position the cup and go for 'IT'. Being a guy I simply know the process of motions in certain situations like this.

I started the painting last night that I had been planning to start for the last 550 days. Yes, Happy wedding day Joe and Tiff. I've finally begun. Sorry its been so long, but I've had a lot of stuff to do! I have a full social calendar after all, as well as many Battles of my Life. I have mainly started with the blue blue sky for now. I wasn't mentally ready for the intensity that the other colors would offer. I had to study the image I had sketched onto the canvas for a while to reacquaint myself with it, and even practice certain complex brush stroke techniques that I learned when studying in Italy. As the brush grazed the canvas for the first time it was like month of ideas all coming out at once. It was like the canvas was patting me on the back and having a lovely discussion with me. As my brush would stroke up and down I could hear the waves of the quaint I-tallian town that I once follicked in. As the brush stroked from side to side, I could hear the annoying squawk of seagulls, accompanied with the briskly cool sea air. As I started painting again, I was upset to see that my paints didn't get along in my absence, as the Rosy Red was punctured by the Lime Green, and squirted all over the yellows. And I didn't have all the blues that I thought I did. So I'll need to go to the store soon to fix that, then re-touch the blue sky portion with a new vibrancy.

I didn't have that much time to fight the battle of my life last night. I did find a new weapon though. I already told you about the Dollmaster's Mace that I found in a treasure chest that emits lightning and fear. Well, now I have found new weapon. Its lighter than the mace, and it glows green, as if made from a green obsidian stone. Its also disburses an electric lighting-a-rific charge when its struck against my enemys. Wow, with my arsenal, I am truly powerful in the Battle of my Life. I can't wait to Fight again.

Lunch was sponsored by Jamba Juice.

I'm listening to Adam Sandler right now. Not my finest moment, but the tunes are on shuffle, and thats what came up.

Daily Update

I had to work late last night. There's lots to do in the world of Architecture right now. Well, its not JUST architecture, its my world of architecture, with emailing, online shopping, internet research, snack getting, defending the universe, and so on.

So after I stuffed my face full of gourmet homemade spaghetti. Then I was going to work up the courage to dust off the ol running shoes, and hit the track, but it was a little to cold for my fragile frame at that moment. And I had just had a lot of pasta. So I didn't go. I happened to be walking around the neighborhood after that and I ran into Cheryl who happened to be out and about too. She reminded me that I was missing two of my most favorite TV shows: Biggest Looser, and American Idol. How could I miss the two shows that give me self confidence?! So we met up at her place to watch them. It was either watch that, or political coverage.

Danny-from work is talking on the phone with someone right now. I'm sitting 4.5 desks away and it really seems like he's yelling at a football team; Yelling to the point of me wanting to plug my ears. I don't like hearing Loud things, especially people talking, and even more especially when its a stupid conversation about how dumb the contractors are. Maybe I should send him an email, describing what an 'Indoor Voice' is, and that he should try to use it when in my presence.

Last night I had dreams of chasing a BBQ chicken Pizza for hours, until I caught it, then as I attempted to chew on it, I woke up and realized that I was gnawing on my pillow.

Lunch was sponsored by In N Out again, but Hosted this time by Mz. Kamilla Kipper Yaden. Thanks Kami.

I'm listening to Jerry Seinfeld right now. He's funny.

State of the 'Daily Update' Address

So the official Presidential State of the Union Address last night. I only saw bits and pieces of it, but it only made sense to me as I was watching it with Mike late at night, loaded full of sugar. We of course add our own little commentary as it went on and on and on, and during all the clapping we would unravel the true meanings of each political sentence spoken. It was sad to reach every true meaning because they were diluted with double meanings and lies. My favorite part of the speech was when George W was walking out of the big Senate room, and every republican was rushing up to him and having him sign their Programs, or copies of the speech, or whatever it was. Just like kids in a candy store, or roadies at a rock concert... (or like Emily and John Mayor perhaps.) My second most favorite thing about State of the Union addresses is how after every sentence either Republicans or everybody will start clapping or stand up and start clapping. You could take a 20 minute speech and make a 90 minute Address out of it with all that clapping! Imagine how that would work in Church. Besides making it political, it would make people pay attention.

So The 'State of the Union' address made me think, "Wow, its been about a year since most of my Daily Update friends have been getting emails. How fun, (or maybe how questionably annoying)" I don't even remember exactly how it all got started. Well, OK, I kind of remember (It all started with me being super bored at work, and sending Trisha funny emails.) But my-oh-my how the daily emails/(blog) has changed. Now I don't even know who reads it anymore. And every time someone would tell me that they are a subscriber (read it), I would get self-conscious about what I write and then edit down the 'content'. The last time, and maybe most notable editing job, was when realized that my Parents started asking me questions about it. I wonder who told them about it, JOE?! I guess it was just one of your ways to tell mom how to read my mind. Oh well I guess. So I have a few fun ideas that I plan to re-use in the next little bit with the Daily Update, and also I'm going to actually follow through with posting pictures more. I take a lot of them after all. It will hopefully add that little bit of Pizazz that will keep people hooked.

Also last night, a few of us planned an alternate FHE activity last night. We went to BJ's to eat BBQ Chicken Pizza and Pazookies! Ohhh, it was so good. We discussed many important topics. Jeff was there so there was a good amount of gossip that was either discussed or clarified. Cheryl was there so there was a few good discussions about TV and the writers strike. and Chris and I were there, so we started discussing the details of the Super Bowl party thats taking place this Sunday right after church over at Greenfield. (you all are invited by the way. Just bring something to eat with.) Oh the pizza there is so good! Its the beautiful child of a birthday cake, and a Blue Ribbon winning Chicago style Pizza. No incubator needed here, they used a BBQ grille to raise their kid. Then an oven, Now my stomach. I hope they keep making more kids, cause I plan to keep going back!

I'm listening to the last little bit of Jesus the Christ right now on audio book. Its taking forever, and getting kind of boring.

Lunch was sponsored by In N Out today.