stumbling my way through a digital life
happy new year’s eve!
tonight the pretty girl and i are going out to maxwell’s downtown and may/maynot stay for the ball-drop. i was perusing my archives from 12/31’s past and—damn—my blog’s pretty depressing.
nonetheless, here’s my blog’s greatest new year’s eve hits/misses:
much much much more to come regarding the holidays and new year.
see ya in ‘08 my little snowflakes
tonight’s sunset was awesome from my parent’s backyard. while buster was chasing rocks (yes, rocks) i decided to play w/ my budget tripod and shot these pictures.
also, i’m playing with google’s picasa photo service and so far i’m liking it—at least as a place to dump blog-related photos like these.
enjoy.
once upon a time before we could even dream of being hipsters, lennon was changing the world.
name the title of this song and you win a HUGE prize!
i’ll help you out and give you the lyrics to the audio: ”…i dont believe in elvis, i dont belive in zimmerman, i dont belive in beatles…i just believe in me, yoko and me, and that’s reality…the dream is over, what can i say?”
i guess you could google the lyrics but that would be cheating and baby_jesus hates a cheater!
i’ve been dreaming of this lennon scenario over-and-over and i have no idea what it means.
if you have any ideas you should help a brother out.
tonight’s song is ‘homecoming’
the best part of a SoCal winter is the early morning’s vanilla sky. if you wake up at just the right time, you can catch the morning sun at its most vulnerable. it’s good to know that nature can find its way through all the modern-day abuse long enough to say hello.
’vanilla sky‘ was a good movie but the original ‘Abre los Ojos‘ was amazing. penelope cruz stared in both versions, but cameron crowe took a few too many liberties from the original for my taste. nonetheless, the end scene is the thing that film school courses are made of…you can watch it here.
there are a handful of films that i prefer to watch in their original spanish versions: ‘abre los ojos’, ’maria llena eres de gracia’ (maria full of grace) and ‘diarios de motocicleta’ (the motorcycle diaries). if you’re interested in learning spanish and you’re taking a spanish class you should drop out right now. NOW. instead, spend your tuition money on an immersion trip to spain or spend the same amount of time watching the aforementioned movies and telemundo.
Also, you should find a person who speaks fluent spanish and insist that they never speak english to you again. this will piss you off, but you’ll learn more than you ever thought possible…but it will really piss you off; in fact, you’ll probably hate them for it in the beginning.
my spanish-speaking-friend graduated from medschool last year and now she’s a neuro surgeon resident on the east coast. she taught me how to speak to patients in spanish and how to translate the paxinos neuro atlas into spanish.
these days, i’m looking for a local who will refuse to speak to me in english and reprimand me for my sloppy spanish. if you’re interested, you should apply.
also, i will probably end up hating whomever volunteers for this position.
buster will eat almost anything you may accidentally drop in his direction. however, last night i learned that when given a pretzel, he will proceed to spit it out w/o taking a bite and will refuse to go anywhere near it. when i tried to force the issue, he literally ran away and hid.
this makes me wonder what the hell they are putting in pretzels that makes someone as notorious as buster run away in fear. any ideas?
on wednesday i’m flying up to seattle to spend the week w/ stonebraker and crew. we were IMing about the trip and HILARITY ensued.
if you’re not in Seattle you can be jealous now.
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Stonebraker: whats the temp there?
onelonelysuccess: 72F…everyone’s wearing shorts
Stonebraker: you’re in for a rude awakening up here in Seattle
onelonelysuccess: should i pack my own sunscreen or can i borrow yours?
Stonebraker: bring your “SNOW-screen”
onelonelysuccess: lol
during the long thanksgiving weekend the pretty girl and i spent the evenings cooking up all sorts of goodness. when i say “we” i mean that she did the cooking and that i followed instructions. i am very good with simple. clear. concise. instructions.
she understands this about me and proceeds accordingly.
first “we” made these pumpkin bars with homemade icing and they were amazing.
the pretty girl’s house has this incredible-pro-rachel-ray-oven and the pecan snowball cookies she baked in it were AWESOME.
this is baby-smiegel and after a few hours of cooking/baking he was insistent upon being fed.
this is baby-smiegel with his big brother mork eating while we cooked. we think that the kitten was trying his best to impersonate his big brother’s eating technique.
after they finished eating, each of the cats did there own thing. smiegel sprawled out on the floor and mork headed for quieter comforts in his tent.
in the meantime, the humans sampled their creations. oh and the girl even made a care package of treats for me to take to stonebraker when i fly up to seattle on wednesday.
you’re welcome, stone.
i’m my father’s son.consequently, elvis presley is near and dear to my heart. nonetheless, the greatest elvis track i’ve ever heard was sung by Bono. tonight’s song is from the ‘honeymoon in vegas‘ soundtrack.falling in love is rad.
“…well, i had just gotten the book, sir…one of the boys gave it to me on the train, and the title of the book was called ‘poems that touch the heart“…i read one in particular called ‘should you go first‘ it was beautiful.”Elvis Presely, 1968
last night i dreamt that my sister and i were in a band with a bunch of people from grade school. at some point we decided to put on a show for our neighborhood and when we took the stage, i realized that i hadnt even practiced and had no idea what song we were playing. to make matters worse my bass guitar had been replaced by a guitar hero controller. the music started and it became obvious that we were supposed to be playing ‘bohemian rhapsody’. when it came time to play the bass line, i just started pushing all the colored-guitar-hero buttons and to my surprise…i was rawking the greatest bass line of all time.
i’ve been walking around all day feeling like a rock star.
also, today i realized that it’s impossible to do sit-ups in the same room as buster.
on friday night nick and i were hanging out and he was telling me about the matching Univ of Illinois jackets that he and kim got for christmas. before long, nick decided to fetch the jacket in hopes of getting it photographed and displayed on my blog.
today is his lucky day—also notice how interested buster is in what’s going on.
then we talked about how the jackets that were purchased LESS than a year ago looked like old-school denver broncos jackets from the mid-80s.
after that nick went home.
this was a good story.
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