Wednesday, November 14, 2007

GH3 excitement

Guitar Hero 3 is very cool and seemingly harder than the first 2 games versions, even on Easy level!
I think I've reached my peak at Medium.

There's no way I can tackle Hard unless I grow an extra long finger next to my left pinky or I refine my crap playing technique (but that involves tons of practice with a game console I don't own).

The Metal (by Tenacious D) is a featured song on GH3. It made me laugh so hard, I downloaded it and pasted the lyrics below. I'm actually a fan of some of the vanquished foes hehe. I also downloaded Eric Johnson's Cliffs of Dover (no lyrics for this one though, no vocals) and tried getting some of the bonus songs but they aren't available on iTunes. I battled Slash and Tom Morello and lost miserably. I don't need another time-suck activity but playing GH3 is so darn entertaining!

You can't kill the metal
The metal will live on

Punk-Rock tried to kill the metal

But they failed, as they were smite to the ground

New-wave tried to kill the metal

But they failed, as they were stricken down to the ground

Grunge tried to kill the metal Ha,hahahahaha

They failed, as they were thrown to the ground


No-one can destroy the metal

The metal will strike you down with a vicious blow

We are the vanquished foes of the metal

We tried to win for why we do not know

New-wave tried to destroy the metal, but the metal had its way

Grunge then tried to dethrone the metal, but metal was in the way

Punk-rock tried to destroy the metal, but metal was much too strong

Techno tried to defile the metal, but techno was proven wrong

Metal! It comes from hell!

So Santa, if you're listening and think I've been a good girl, I want a Wii for Christmas with an extra controller and the GH3 game... please?! But I'll take some wine, a fancy dinner, or new clothes if you can't find a Wii. They're still flying off the shelves from what I hear.

Monday, October 29, 2007

Sunday movie marathon

"I'm running out of obsequious banter!" I am so guilty.

I didn't know Melinda & Melinda was a Woody Allen movie until now, just when I looked it up on imdb. It was on IFC this past Sunday afternoon. Melinda looked awfully familiar and so I wanted to see what else she (Radha Mitchell) was in and A-ha! She was also in Finding Neverland and High Art.

I made waffles and cooked sausages through Spanglish in the morning and I was settling in for an afternoon of knitting. I thought I'd give an unknown-to-me movie (without commercials, yay!) my attention. Frickin' obsequious banter. That line is going to stay with me FOREVER.

To try and get that out of my head, Eric popped in Gangs of New York. It worked for a little while. Until now.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Smiling silly

Smiling on a plane

Ok, I'm just happy these days. Brimming with new experiences and feeling like a little kid ,just in awe of all that's going on in my world.

I'm really enjoying work! Ok so I'm just an admin but I'm learning about things and hey, I like learning! My pay rate was approved so YAY on that one too. Orientation wrapped up yesterday with a fabulous tour of some of the facilities around the system and I had a great time. Field trip excitement. Wooo!

Tuesday night, I was smiling a lot too. My face was actually starting to hurt. Eric, Mary and I met at our place for dinner (tasty Green Chile Kitchen) before meeting Judy downtown and then continuing on to Oakland for Pink Martini at the Paramount Theatre. Our journey went quite well, no issues getting to Oakland.

First I was wowed by the beautiful theatre. Holy crap it's awesome. Couldn't take any photos though. Seeing how close it is to BART and how quick it was from the freeway, I'd say we'll be seeing more of the Paramount in the future.

Thomas M Lauderdale (pianist, founder of Pink Martini) introduced the March 4th Marching Band and they were fabulous. They sounded great, loved the costumes and the folks on stilts and dancers were fun. Too bad the stage was already sorta set up for PM... I think it would have been better if the 'marching band' actually got to move around the stage, instead of just the dancers and stilt walkers.

After a long intermission (people began to clapping for PM to get on out already), they opened up their set with their lovely version of Bolero. I was hoping to find a copy of their song list somewhere online but no luck. They played stuff from their other albums but of course, the ones that stick out and were extra cool are not recorded, like Ernesto Lecuona's (a new name to me!) Malaguena. Wow. Ok, I know I'm saying wow a lot, but I was truly, honestly wowed.

Special thanks to Mary for getting awesome seats and driving. I'm glad Eric finally saw PM live and in such a nice venue. Their albums sound great but they're more great live. The last time I saw them, I really loved Paloma Griffin's violin-playing. This time around, I was impressed by Nicholas Crosa's violin-playing and ugh... I didn't catch the name of the trumpet and trombone players. Maybe it was because they were right in front of us, but they were excellent. Not that the rest of the band was chopped liver, but these guys really stood out. They all looked like they were having a fun time playing together and it really showed... keeping me smiling silly.

Sunday, September 9, 2007

Into the Wild - the movie?

I forgot how I read about this, but I saw on that the book Into the Wild has been made into a movie, with a screening at the Mill Valley Film Festival. I was excited at the chance to see it, but I hadn't learned about till now and I don't have the time or money ($150!) to attend the screening on 9/13.

I don't read much in terms of books. Magazines, cookbooks, myspace profiles, no problem! That crap, I can read forever. Books, and I'm not sure why, not so much. But Into the Wild is one book I actually own, having read it many years ago. I don't remember what exactly attracted me to the story but I do remember being upset through most of my reading, with Chris McCandless, so young and full of potential (and seemingly privileged). At the time, I was at crossroads, struggling to get through college and start my life, thinking wow, what a waste.

Or was it? Bits and pieces of his story, written by Jon Krakauer, still stay with me to this day and that's why I was a little excited to know that the movie version was coming soon to a theater near me. I think I need to dig it out of the closet again and/or see the movie to revisit my feelings about Chris' experience and what he was really trying to discover out there in the wild. I get the feeling I'll be more sympathetic this second time around.

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Wake up now so you can go to sleep

My mom always says the television watches my dad, not the other way around.

My sister and I spent the night at my parents' house this past Friday. Guests usually sleep in the living room. My dad fell asleep on the couch and we had to wake him up so we could go to bed when the movie was over. It didn't matter that we were all howling through "Blades of Glory" and plain ole chit-chatting. I think the noise lulls him to sleep. He was awake for the beginning of the movie, but he gradually fell asleep.

He's been doing this for quite some time. I was still in high school and he'd come home around 11PM from his second job. I'd be doing homework (procrastinating) and we'd watch some TV together - Twilight Zone, news, Benny Hill, whatever, and talk about what was on or I would listen to him talk about stories he had related to what was on - and he'd eventually fall asleep. He'd sense things were done when the program was finished or when I'd start wrapping things up with my papers and he'd wake up.

On Friday however, a little nudging of his arm wasn't enough going to be enough. When we realized this was going to take a little more effort than normal, I blurted out, "Daddy, wake up now so you can go to sleep." We were laughing so hard, I think that really got his attention. So he said his goodnights and made his way up to the bedroom.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Today is a new day

Not that yesterday wasn't a new day either, but...

After two weeks of vacation, including a whole week on Oahu celebrating a friend's wedding, basking in tropical sun & sand and 3 scorching hot, fun days in Las Vegas with family, I started my new job.

I feel refreshed. Without worry and looking forward to a new challenge. How's that for new? I haven't felt like this in a while. I don't often blog about work-related issues and I won't start now but I will miss wearing jeans every day and I'll definitely miss my buddies at work.

Vacation results - over 1000 photos taken in the last two weeks that I'm still in the process of editing, posting on flickr and distributing to interested parties. Vacation can be work too, but full of wonderful images and moments, memories to last a lifetime.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Pig Milk

It's an odd topic, but a familiar one. I haven't thought about this in ages!

I was about to post a photo on flickr of crab for sale at Fisherman's Wharf. I wanted to verify the sex of the crab. They appeared to be all male, as they should be, but I'm always getting the description of the male and female abdomens confused so I just had to make sure.
In my search for crabbing issues and processes, I ended up at I noticed a link off to the side titled Pig Milk, and clicked on it.

Eric & I had been wondering about pig milk (and cheese!) for quite some time before we ended up sharing our thoughts with some friends a few years ago. Pigs can get big, but not big like cows, and they have have a lot more teets. So it's harder to milk them and the yield just doesn't seem to be worth the work is what we all came up with but we never really got confirmation. The link at iheartbacon offered up some answers along similar lines.

But we'd gotten a different answer about 2 years ago from a friend of a friend. He sent us the translation, as the original answer was in French. Apparently, man has only milked and produced milk by-products from herbivorous animals, including yaks, water buffalo, camels, horses, goats, sheep and of course, cows. The pig is omnivorous, as are most people.
Could you imagine human milk or cheese for sale?

Anyway, we've since lost the original email and have forgotten the reasoning behind the 'omnivore factor'. I think it may stem from old dietary laws? But I can't be sure. Eric just searched his old emails and did not find it. Perhaps, we'll have to send a follow-up email to our friend to refresh our memories.

Monday, May 14, 2007

My birthday 'week'

Happy birthday to me! It was actually on Wednesday the 9th. I turned 32.

Work's been insane and I wasn't able to schedule any time off (before or after) my big day to take myself out on my annual tourist jaunt in the City. But Eric did take me to dinner at Kuleto's. The wait staff and host were quite attentive and friendly, the food was good. The last time we ate there was dinner before my junior prom! It was a nice trip down memory lane, but to be honest, I don't remember much about that dinner. I think I was too worried about my dress. I wonder if I can dig up that photo...

Anyway - before dinner, on our way from my office to the restaurant, we had a chance to listen to some kids from the Paul Green School of Rock, playing some good ole rock & roll.
I'm not a rock aficionado by any means - hardly any of the songs they sang were familiar, if you told me titles, I'd be even more lost. I gave them A's for effort in my head. Then again, maybe they were original compositions? I took some photos before Eric walked me over to the restaurant. The kids looked like they were having a good time, even if they didn't sound like it.

Celebrating my birthday actually started on 5/4 when I had dinner with Eric and his family. My mother-in-law would be out of town and wanted to take me out before she left. My sister-in-law and her daughter rounded out our party of 5 at the MarketBar. Tasty food! I'd definitely go back, my halibut was awesome. After dinner, we all wandered through and around the Ferry Building and Pier 1. It was a mild, clear evening, perfect for a leisurely walk near the water.

Work's been insane, as I mentioned before, and I was trying really hard to just let things happen. Take things as they come and not stress out. I think I passed. No canker sores!!
Yeah, that sounds gross, but I've had quite a few this year already and I was determined to make a change in attitude to avoid more sores. They hurt like a mo-fo and I get sad. I can't enjoy food and I'm embarrassed they occur.

I worked through most of my birthday without anyone at work knowing but slowly word got around and a little after lunch, my manager had wished me a happy birthday. So much has been going on in the last year, no one's really been keeping track of birthdays and service anniversaries at work. Plus, I've been under 3 different managers this year already. They don't have time to get on the ball for these kinds of things. But that's a whole other story that doesn't need to be told here.

As a co-worker put it, I'm like a wishbone, being pulled in two opposite directions, one towards my old duties, tying up loose-ends, all while trying to learn my new responsibilities within the new system we just started using. I still feel like I've done everything and nothing in these past few weeks of 'transition.'

Needless to say, I couldn't wait for the Friday the 11th to roll around. My new work-mates chipped in for birthday cupcakes and a nice card and after work, Eric and I were headed to dinner with some of my best buddies from high school. A small group of us have kept in touch all these years and we get together a few times a year, including Christmas, which was the last time most of us were all together. A good time was had by all and we spent a good 4 hours at the Elephant Bar at Serramonte. It was nice not being rushed out. One thing though - don't order the Irish coffee. For some odd reason, there was a cherry floating in mine. Big ewww.

Sunday, April 29, 2007

New music round-up

I was sorry to hear Lily Allen cancelled many of her tour dates in the US. I had the fabulous opportunity to see her at The Fillmore (my first time at The Fillmore!) a few weeks back with my sister, brother-in-law and Eric. She put on a great show and her band kicked butt. She was drinking on stage, and smoking too, but I thought that was just part of her 'rude girl' schtick. The highlight of the evening for me was her cover of Keane's Everybody's Changing. I love Keane, I like that song and she took it into an unexpected direction, up-tempo and cutesy-sweet. I'd like to see it become a single. Other tunes I like from her album include Ldn, Alfie & Cheryl Tweedy.

the bird and the bee was the opening act and they were great! So refined and polished. I'd never heard of them, although, their song Again and Again sounded really familiar. I would have bought their CD that night but they ran out of stuff to sell, I think from their previous show in Sacramento. I ended up getting it down in Santa Barbara while on vacation. They did a cover of Do You Know The Way to San Jose and that was cute. While I really dig the whole CD, the track that's gotten the most plays so far is Birds and the Bees. It's simply dreamy.

The Slip was in town this past Friday and Saturday, playing at The Independent. (I hadn't been there since it was the Justice League and my sister remembers it as a Club Q, a lesbian club. Apparently my brother was a cage dancer there too. Who knew?!) Anyways, I had to see them perform Even Rats. I instantly loved the song when I first heard it on Guitar Hero. I can't play it well beyond the easy level but it just kicks ass. I'm not sure why, but I find it... pretty. So my sister, my brother-in-law, Eric and I walked on over after dinner on Friday.

The opening act, Holy F*ck, was wildly cool. I'd never seen or heard anything like that and I mean that in a good way. I've already incorporated some of their tracks to my workout playlist, they're so high energy - they played with such intensity, definitely something to be experienced live. I don't know any of the titles of their songs from their performance. It's like they were just performing as background music, not because they were an act to be watched. But you had to watch. The drummer was an animal (again, in a good way), the guitarist was going to rip his arms off the way he was playing and the two guys messing around with their pedals and knobs and who knows what else, they seemed so engrossed in what they were doing, like they were in a trance.

OK, back to The Slip. Unfortunately, we're not the spring chickens we once were, so we didn't stick around for their second set. We were all yawning, not because the show was sucking or anything, we were just tired. Thank goodness they played Even Rats early on. I also really like If One Of Us Should Fall and Children of December. Too bad we couldn't come back Saturday night to see the second set!

Monday, April 16, 2007

Bad junk mail titles, pt. 2

They seem to be getting worse.

I'm also getting more Las Vegas/casino/gambling subject lines, telling me I've won something or can win something and I can also get a variety of medication (aside from those that can help my non-existent penis get bigger) for deep discounts.

There's also a smattering of loan offers and religious garble that go straight into the junk folder. But the number of penis-related titles still outnumber the others. Here's the latest batch:

It will be so big she gags on it
Feel better about yourself
Boost your johnson
Biggest cock on the block
My wife says I'm huge
Have control over your manhood
Stronger longer hard ons
Penetrate her deeper
Does it hang long?
No more faking
Improve endurance in the bedroom
It will be so big she gags on it
Supercharge your dick
Stop your ED
How do you feel about your manhood?
Disappointed with your sexual health?
Have you ever felt small?
Be as big as you can be
9 inches in your pants
Can you hit her g-spot?
Does your dick resemble a shrimp?
Is your dick like a scared turtle?
Feed your dick
Fatten up your trousersnake
Fix your bedroom problems with us
Have the biggest dick at the bar
Take your dick to the next level
Get a visit from the big dick fairy
Your ex said you had a small dick
She'll hurt so good with MegaDik
Make your manhood strong
Give her a reason to stick around
Let the big dick fairy bless you

Sunday, April 1, 2007

An idea for American Idol

I'm not an American Idol fan. I don't hate it, but I just never got into it and I'm not about to start. But I had a great idea for the show. I don't know much about the contestants and I really could care less about the judges but I do know that songs performed within an episode are based on themes from a genre, like disco or jazz. Themes have also been based on specific artists.

I recently saw a local production of Disney's High School Musical and thought that'd be a great theme for American Idol. I don't know if there are enough songs in the musical for the contestants to use but I think it'd be a marriage made in TV heaven.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Dedicated to the LRP boys

A 'gift' Eric found for me - Justin Timberlake & Andy Samberg with their Saturday Night Live Digital short "D*** in a box".

I'm a little late, this episode ran around Christmas-time and was re-run again just this past Saturday. But it was new to me and totally took me back to a crazy incident involving a Color Me Badd hit, my friend Dave, and some unwitting girls at a bus stop.

"I Wanna Sex You Up" was the song. Our friend Dave gave me and some other friends rides home after school. He was a big CMB fan. One time, just a few blocks from my house, he had us all roll down the windows while he popped in the tape and he serenaded a couple of girls at the bus stop. It was hilarious and embarrassing at the same time.

Yes, someone wrote those lyrics, someone put it to song, then it was recorded and played over the pop airwaves for all the world to enjoy. But for Dave to turn around and interpret it in his own way to complete strangers, unexpected and just insane! I don't know if he actually thought he could get a name or a number, but it didn't seem to matter. His singing should have been enough to win them over. As with the skit, for any occasion that may or may not require a gift, forget the material goods. All a girl needs, wants even, is a "D*** in a box."

The clothes, the hair, the hand gestures, the 'tude and simple dance routines from the short video remind me so much of my goofy guy friends from them days. So if you're out there - guys from the LRP - I dedicate this song and skit to you, with special shout outs to Dave, Oren, Norm, Gary and Rome. I can see you guys concocting something like this.

Friday, February 9, 2007

"Said I love you, but I lied"

My new cube mate Andrew has XM satellite radio streaming through his computer at work. It's pretty cool. Hardly any commercials, just XM commercials. He usually has it on the easy- listening station for the 'over 30's' and for the most part the tunes are familiar and helps me humming along with my work. Andrew likes to sing along and he's funny that way. His sometimes goofy attitude reminds me of my brother Joe.

I never really liked Michael Bolton, just never really liked that sound or his voice and I'm jealous that his long mane was prettier than mine. I'm still not a fan or anything but after listening to "Said I love you, but I lied" all the way through for the first time (and then googling for the lyrics) it's not at all the song I thought it was. I assumed it was some kind of harsh break-up song.

Take for example the chorus:

Said I loved you but I lied
cause this is more than love I feel inside
Said I loved you but I was wrong
cause love could never ever feel so strong
Said I loved you but I lied

The lyrics are actually really sweet. But the melody and voice still suck.

On another note:

Prince at the SuperBowl XLI's halftime show was awesome. I can't say I'm the biggest fan but with my new found appreciation of guitar players, I really liked what he did with "The Best Of Me" by the Foo Fighters. I recognized that he started that groove with "All Along the Watchtower" but it wasn't obvious that he'd switched over to the Foo Fighters song until the chorus (Outside of the songs that get lots of airplay, I'm not very familiar with Foo Fighters music). I was in awe.

I haven't been this excited about Prince since the 5th grade, when my brother, cousin and I were staging a Prince vigil at my house the night he played the Cow Palace in 1985. He played a couple of shows, but we were all too young to go - I was 10, my cousin Jennifer, 11 & my brother Paolo, 12. Instead, we played my sister's Prince albums and watched Purple Rain all night.

I spoke with enthusiasm for this performance at a "Quarterly Director's Coffee" get-together this morning. Though one co-worker called the guitar-playing 'noise,' I was not affected. And for those who opted out, they're now planning to find it on YouTube and see His Purple-Highness for themselves. Maybe I'll do that too... like, right now!

Monday, January 8, 2007

Guitar Hero dreams

The last video game console I used with any regularity was the original Nintendo, when I was still living with my parents. It lasted from middle school through early college. No amount of blowing into the old cartridges or the console itself was going to fix it. I wasn't an expert but I had my share of thumb-numb and managed to finish a few games on my own - like Castlevania, Rygar, and Double Dragon. I also spent many mind-numbing hours with Tetris.

It all started with my sister's then boyfriend's NES. We all lived in a duplex, with my family upstairs and my sister, her boyfriend and a roommate downstairs. When my family moved, bye-bye Nintendo. For Christmas that same year, my brother bought us our very own console and with it, Tetris. There was only so much Duck Hunt and Mario Bros I could play (never did finish that game!) but with Tetris, I'd play for hours. I stayed up that Christmas Eve until 4am. I was obsessed. I can't recall my personal best (about 230 lines?) but I remember making the space shuttle blast off. I can't remember all the cartridges we had but another game that sticks out is Dr. Mario. Just when that was getting fun, the system began acting up and finally brokedown. I've also had 2 Gameboys (the first was stolen and Eric was nice enough to buy me a replacement) on which I played more Tetris. I still have it, along with a couple of Pokemon cartridges.

Anyway, I forgot how fun it was to play like that! This past Christmas, I had a chance to play a little bit of the Wii - Boxing is fun! I had a 1st Round knockout! Ok, ok, it was on easy... - and I was introduced to the PS2's Guitar Hero. My nieces and nephew were spending their Christmas vacation at my parents and my nephew was lucky enough to get his own Guitar Hero 2 guitar for Christmas from my sister and my brother-in-law, Patrick. He also brought over his PS2 and his guitar so they could jam together on Christmas Eve. Apparently, my nephew and my brother Joe played until 5am. I felt so jealous. I wanted to play too!

And play I did. We couldn't stay all night but we did come back and visit with the kids before vacation was over. The day after Christmas, Eric took my niece out driving (she just got her learner's permit) and my brother took my other nieces and nephew to the mall. I stayed behind and honed my guitar skills, on easy level of course! I wanted to perfect and play Heart-Shaped Box by Nirvana for Eric, a Nirvana fan. I learned to like songs I'd never heard before, like Jessica by the Allman Brothers Band and Soy Bomb by Honest Bob and the Factory-Dealer Incentives, so much that Eric actually downloaded them for us from iTunes.

I mainly played GH2, especially the Relentless Riffs and String Snappers, along with a few songs from GH 1. I pressed the green, red, and yellow buttons and messed with the whammy bar for hours while everyone was out. HOURS. Probably 4. My parents came home from their church activities and I played for them. Cheesy, but hey, they were entertained. Patrick and my nephew were working hard to get the Free Bird encore. And before the kids left for Vegas, they did manage to get it. And I thought Jessica was a long song - Free Bird is forever!!

I'm not ready for medium level play until the pinky on my left hand grows another inch and I have a new found respect for seemingly noisy rock/metal/thrash/punk guitar playing and guitar players. Someday I'll play again, but it probably won't be anytime soon. I waste my time far too much on other things as it is. Until then, I'll keep humming and playing the new 'old' songs I've been acquainted with and think fondly of my short-lived Guitar Hero career.

Monday, January 1, 2007

Bad junk mail titles

Junk mail subject titles directed at those who feel they aren't substantial enough.

I do get other junk mail, but these are some of the standouts that are fairly coherent compared to the "9hoodia h';iph'pidf'hkd lidhst[-45uihn'fsgp9sr 7[ihrt;oriwfhndf" kind that also flood my junk mail box.

I'm sure everyone gets these... don't you?!

Hows your little man
Demand more from your dick
Add inches to your package
Thicken up your manhood
Gain Up To 3+ Full Inches In Length
Increase Your Penis Size 3
Biggest dick in town
Greatly improve your stamina
Want to be a hero in a bed?
Hang fat
Pencil dick?
Six months and you'll be a changed man
Please your partner
Make your manhood extra large
Get more chicks
Enlargement patch
Stop being a small guy
Women are unhappy with small dicks
Big gains on your manhood
Enlarge your johnson
Be a big man where it counts
Ashamed of your size
Keep it strong and firm
Make your manhood massive
Every man should read this
Increase your girth
Expand and enlarge
Are you big where it counts
Gain length and width on your dick
Large and in charge
Bigger manhood in months
Turn her on with a larger manhood

I think this one's the best though:
Beef up your tubesteak