So, when should I expect to start getting boils?

I completely feel like Job.  Once I get a constant in my life, God takes it away.  I find potential job openings, and everything looks great, then they’re taken away.  The one constant I have had in my decision where to live this summer has been that I’ll have my 40 hr/week job at the College of Science.  This allowed me to focus my job hunt on flying jobs for the summer.  In true Job-like fashion, I get an email today (okay so Job didn’t get emails) and find out that my 40 hrs/week will only be 20 hrs/week, cutting my income by 50%.  Fucking wonderful.  So now I’m fighting a two-fronted war, with “real jobs” on one side and “flying jobs” on the other.  Of course, I’m more concerned with the flying jobs, as they’d be much more lucrative… 

It’s falling apart.  Every aspect of my life is just collapsing all at the same time.  I’m running out of motivation to fix this shit

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7-4!

Oh man, watching the O’s beat the Yanks is almost as good as seeing this:

O’s are in first place, baby.  Maybe in September I’ll look at this and go “ahh how naive you were” or perhaps it’ll be more like “Called it.”  But.. um…. yankees suck!

Published by The big man, CF himself, on April 16th, 2005 at 8:45 pm. Filled under: UncategorizedNo Comments

Just a quick little quote that the dude from Fall Out Boy said last Friday that I’ve been thinking about and it pretty much sums up everything about everything.

“I hope you’re not like ‘Everything is fine’ because if everything is fine, you’re not listening [looking] hard enough.  You should be miserable”

Published by The big man, CF himself, on April 14th, 2005 at 10:36 pm. Filled under: UncategorizedNo Comments

They call me Tater Salad.

I got thrown out of an arena in Champaign, Illinois.  And when I say I got thrown out, I don’t mean they came up to me, took my hand and asked me to leave, I mean I was forcefully ejected from Assembly Hall at the University of Illinois.  In fact, I am no longer welcome there.  This all started when we started the drive to Champaign from Lafayette (About 1.5 hours) and I started drinking vodka from a water bottle, with a nice side of Coke™.  Once we arrived in Champaign, I was nice and shitfaced™. So I go into the concert (Format/Taking Back Sunday/Jimmy Eat World) [in the middle of the set for the Format, as we arrived a bit late] and  me + Kirsten + Mike + Darren = Dave went up to the front row of section A (this was an arena show, obviously, and unfortunately), and so I said “You guys ready to rock?” and nobody was ready, so I said “Okay, well I’ll see you guys later” and jumped the bannister and got on the floor, then ran into the crowd of people.

Approximately one song later, a 6′4”, 290 lbs black dude grabs me by the shoulder and pulls me out of the arena, then proceeds to hand me over to the fucking cops. The cop informs me that “You are no longer welcome in Assembly Hall, ever” and I make up some bullshit lie about how I’m doing video work for the Format, but the cop doesn’t give a shit.  So I’m fuckstick wondering what the fuck to do, I text message Dave, and then start walking around, and I get some other dude to give me a ticket for $5, so I re-enter, and proceed up to Level C (the highest level) and just sit there, and bullshit to the girls that I was filming a video for the Format and the fucking security kicked my ass out and took my press pass, retarded 16 year olds believed me.  Anyway, the concert was cool as fuck, except for the fact when I was fearing the police and asking Dave to send Darren up to fucking create a communique with me, just in case something happened.   So anyway, they left the JEW set early which sucked, but I was too drunk to give a rats ass, and I was trying to hide from the police anyway.   So in conclusion: Thanks for the cops not giving me a MIP tonight, but fuck security guards for being fags.

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Sociology 101

Okay, I need two volunteers, one from ASU and one from U of A (and any others from other schools who want to help can too).

What you need: A digital camera

All I need is just random pictures of people on campus that include girls, this can be from a distance or whatever, as long as we can see the caliber of girls.  Don’t try to skew it one way or the other, just take it of random people.

I will then repeat for Purdue and we will have indisputable visual evidence that Claire is wrong, and I am a genius.

Published by The big man, CF himself, on April 9th, 2005 at 3:11 pm. Filled under: UncategorizedNo Comments

Woot, easy schedule next semester!

Well, schedules came out about 20 minutes ago, and this is mine for next semester. Looks really easy… 13 credits I believe? I have a class on Thursday from 6-9 PM that isn’t depicted…

I’ve been really restless lately…. I can’t sleep at all, and I don’t know why… I think I’m going stir crazy.. Hanging out with non-Avtech kids this past weeked (thanks Amber) made me realize once again that AvTech is the most socially retarded major ever. Even CS majors play video games together. So this drives me nuts… I like the (easy) academic nature of AvTech and I like the flying part, but it’s just a bitch to have a social life when you never meet anyone new in any classes, and nobody has anything to say (read: nobody thinks for themselves). Everything is just so bland and trite. Maybe it’s just Indiana.

Lately I’ve become homies with the bus driver who drives the AvTech bus (which I take from work, on campus, to my car, at the airport [free parking what whatttttt]). He lived in Mesa, and he hates it here, so we’re in the same boat… Talk about ASU bitches suntanning in front of Manzanita and shit. Pretty cool, but, he’s the bus driver, so it’s not that cool, you know?; (Hey Huy, remember your bus-driver homie, Franky?)

I’m getting oh so complacent……. Someone shoot me in the face. Oh, and the Orioles are in midseason form… Looking absolutely spectacular… Wonder how we can choke our 3 game series vs the Yanks coming up. Hmph.

Published by The big man, CF himself, on April 8th, 2005 at 12:52 am. Filled under: UncategorizedNo Comments

Opening Day, a game for you to play

The Joe Morgan Drinking Game

By Chris and Kevo.

If you’re an avid baseball fan (or even a casual baseball fan who is keen to his/her surroundings), you’ve surely seen Joe Morgan call a baseball game for ESPN. Someone in Bristol, CT, with their infinite wisdom, has decided that an overrated second baseman is worthy of being the color commentator on the “A” team.  We have watched dozens of games where he has provided commentary and we’ve noticed that he has nothing new to say.  Thus, the birth of the Joe Morgan drinking game.

Warning: Do not try to play this game with any alcohol with more alcoholic content than beer.  Doing so may result in severe brain damage, and you might actually find Joe Morgan insightful.

Rules:  You must drink one drink when Joe Morgan:

1) Compares a player to a player of the past who he has played against or with
 +1 if the player of the past is mediocre at best (at the player’s discretion)
 +2 if he mentions that the player of the past was his teammate
 +3 if it’s Ozzie Smith

2) Compares a team to a team he’s played on
 +1 for use of the term “Big Red Machine”

3) Makes a passing comment on the weather (once the game has begun)
 +1 if he praises the players for playing in adverse conditions
 +2 if he repeatedly uses the same phrase for the weather (at the player’s discretion, ex: repeated use of “swirling wind” “bitter cold” etc etc)

4) Repeats an attribute of a player
 +1 if it is phrased the same as a previous attribute mention

5) Laments a player for being the “best player in major league baseball at his position”
 +1 If the player is not even one of the top 5 at his position (player’s discretion)
 +2 If the player was a utility player in the past 2 years
 +3 If the player was a minor leaguer earlier in the season
 +4 If the player is Pokey Reese
 +5 If he says it about both team’s position players (E.G. Jeter and Tejada, both SS) in the same game (in this case, NYY-BAL)

6) Refers to the wrong team (or mispronounces the team or city name)
 +1 if the team is not playing in the game at all
 +2 if the name is a previous name for a team (e.g. California Angels)
 +3 if the name is a previous location for the team (e.g. Milwaukee Braves)
 +4 if the team is the Washington Nationals and he calls them the Expos

7) Shows particular interest to something happening off the field
 +1 for remarking about fan catching a foul ball
 +2 for remarking about the wave
 +3 for remarking about a camera shot of a female fan

8) Questions a player’s decision
 +1 if the player made the correct decision
 +2 if Jon disagrees with Joe

9) Says something that adds absolutely no value to the broadcast  (Note: this will have you drunk by the top of the third, so use discretion as to whether or not any value has been added)
 +1 if Jon has no idea how to respond

10) Shown on camera wearing an out of fashion suit
+1 for bright ties/conflicting colors

Published by The big man, CF himself, on April 3rd, 2005 at 6:39 pm. Filled under: UncategorizedNo Comments

It’s nights like this that give me complete hope once again about the female gender…

Tonight I had an absolute blast.  It just further enhanced the motto that “It’s not what you do, it’s how you do it.”  Went with the usual crew (Mike, Kirsten, Dave, Darren) + Erik Patel to one of the AvTech professor’s house who was having a party…  That’s right, one of their professors…  So we get in and like half of my professors are there and it’s rather awkward.  Anyway, this house is nice as hell (probably around $600-700k, which is a shitload of money for Indiana, would likely sell for $2.5M+ anywhere else).  So we went to the basement, drank a few beers, I hustled $10 in a couple of pool games vs Dave and Darren…  The weird thing (well, not really) was that the AT Professor-hosted party had more hot girls than ANY AT party this year.  Fucking ridiculous (Matt/Adam, or Madam, they were actually legitimately cute, I swear).

Anyway, the party wasn’t too kickin’, at least in the under-30 bracket, so we decided to leave… I rolled with Dave and Erik in Erik’s jeep and we went to meet up with his sister, up visiting from IU (errrrr, Indiana University to you out of staters, since like 3 states around here start with I, but only one is IU).  Anyway, we chill in Erik’s for a bit and me and his sister start drinking rum and cokes, or…  coke colored rum for a bit, Mike, Kirsten and Darren come by, Mike and Kirsten leave.   We shoot the shit for a while, then go to XXX (the local drunk diner of choice), then Darren and Dave take the drunk shuttle back to our apartments… I decide to chill for another hour and take the last shuttle of the night.

It was at this time that I came to a conclusion in my head…  Erik’s sister was by far the most interesting (coolest?) girl I’ve met in Indiana, and maybe the most interesting (coolest?) person overall…  She actually could carry on a conversation and was *intelligent* which is a damn near unheard of here… and she spoke Spanish with no heavy accent! It really gave me hope that perhaps I can actually find a girl here who can actually speak her mind, have her own opinion, and be smart enough to know what to say?  Amazing.  And she’s a cheerleader.  Hmph, hope her boyfriend knows the package he’s got.  Lucky SOB.

Published by The big man, CF himself, on April 2nd, 2005 at 4:24 am. Filled under: UncategorizedNo Comments