The calm before the storm (in a good way).

So this weekend might be one of the more "eventful" ones (in a while), especially if things fall into place on sunday. Tomorrow, I'm gonna have my second day of sitting in on brass lessons before I completely take over. If anything, it'll be an awesome chance to hang out with another bone player for the morning. She's in school, and actually plays, so its nice to talk shop... it's been a long time. Afterwards, I'm meeting with Chris for a quick lunch and then (most likely) we're off to meet with Chris' friend, Chuck, to talk about my future in acting (no joke ;) ). That might take 20 minutes, it might take 3 hours, so I'll play it by ear, but it'll be cool, whatever happens.

So, sunday... Those that spend a bit of time with me know that I'm on the verge of driving my Camaro off a cliff. There's just enough issues to make it a pain to have to deal with (busted intake manifold gasket $585, torque converter/trans $1200+, plus odds -'n-ends in the interior). My theory? Trade it in while these issues are minor. Let the dealer deal with it. So if I get a trade-in of $3K for my Chevy, I'm happy. I'm looking at a certain model, < $16K. I'm preapproved for up to $25K with my bank, but I think I'm gonna stick with the cheap payments/reliability instead of a more "luxurious" car. I'll leave the actual make and model as a surprise to all of you (well, most of you), but suffice it to say, it'll be a fun ride. And whatever I get, it's gonna have a stick.

As for right now, I'm watching (and about to be reading) Hellboy. I love this movie. Its so much fun! I've seen it so many times, and it's just about as cool and the first time. HB is such an entertaining comic, and it turned out a cool ass movie. As I've said before, one of the better comic movies out there.

UPDATE: A police helicopter just did about 2 dozen circles around a house maybe 2-3 down from mine. It's kinda surreal to go outside and feel the downdraft as it flies by.


Here's an easy one

Carla sent this to me, so I thought I'd post it. I'm changing some answers from what I sent her, so they're more entertaining for the group

1. What time did you get up this morning? 7:50am
2. Diamonds or pearls? I'll recieve diamonds, but I'd rather give pearls...
3. What was the last film you saw at the movies? Sin City
4. What did you have for breakfast? Frosted mini-wheats "The grown-up in me loves the hearty wheat side, but the kid in me is suicidal over what a fat bastard I'll become!"
5. What is your middle name? Matthew
6. What is your favorite cuisine? Japanese
7. What foods do you dislike? Anything with pork
8. What is your favorite potato chip? Wavy Lays, fucking brilliant
9. What is your favorite CD at the moment? Blackalicious, Blazing Arrow
10. What kind of car do you drive? 1995 Camaro
11. Favorite sandwich? Corned Beef, surprisingly... I AM Jewish, after all
12. What characteristics do you despise? Dishonesty, two-facedness, people who think they're better than everyone else (especially me)
13. Favorite item of clothing? Guinness Pajama shorts
14. If you could go anywhere in the world on
vacation, where would you go?
15. What color is your bathroom? Boring Ass White
16. Favorite brand of clothing? I dunno... Levi's? If shoes count, then Puma.
17. Where would you like to retire? Vegas, or Newport Beach
18. Favorite time of day? hmm... midnight.
19. Where were you born? Huntington Beach
20. Favorite Sport to Watch? Texas Hold 'em
21. Person you least expect to send this back? & 22. Person you expect to send it back? I don't expect any of you to reply, cause no one ever does, except for Barbie. I know you all are reading this, btw, but you're gonna ignore my rant and just keep on going...
23. What fabric detergent do you use? Cheer
24. Coke or Pepsi? Dr Peppper
25. Are you a morning person or a night owl? Those that know me, know.
26. What is your shoe size? 13, baby
27. Do you have pets? Just a cat
28. Any new and exciting news you'd like to
share with your family and friends?
I'm a brass teacher!
29. What did you want to be when you were a kid? A dentist... fuck that bullshit


Jeffy's New Gig.

So as of about 5pm, I'm now Yamaha Music Maker of Anaheim Hills' new brass teacher! Soon, little brass players everywhere'll have me as a major musical influence. If you know of any little brass players wanting to know how it's done, send 'em my way. ESPECIALLY TROMBONISTS! I spent an hour and a half talking to the lady about how awesome I am. I need to get around to my references and a musical resume, but I'll do that later. It's pipe time.

Who's leg do you have to hump to get a dry martini?!

Which Family Guy character are you?


Mac Grill Fun!

I'm up with Barbie, and we went to the mall yesterday, as well as the Macaroni Grill. The Mac Grill turned out to be awesome! I drew all over the table! Here's my favorite... notice the kick ass Master Shake up in the corner. I bought a new shirt at the mall. An expensive one. An iSkin for my iPod. I FINALLY got my hands on the Runaways S1 V2 TPB. I tried to buy some black shoes, so I can have some sweet new kicks for Pesach tonight (and nice black kicks, in general), but alas, no one had the right Pumas. I also bought Lewis Black's new book, Nothing Sacred. I can't wait to read this fuckng thing. Now, we're off to the iHop, so barb can have her french toast, and I can shit for 2 hours when we get home. j/k (mostly)


Strange dreams....

So I had this dream this morning:

Eric and I were cleaning some randon suite with Suman, and someone else I can't remember. Things were going well, when Eric and Suman decide to rob the place, cause they have so much cash on hand. So me and the other guy keep cleaning, while Eric and Sum find all the dough, thousands worth, and split it up. I think I mention that it's all on them, and I don't want any part of it, until I see all that money, then I ask for a little bit to pay my cell bill. Eric hands me a huge stack of $20's, I fold it in half, and it fits in my wallet.

Thats when I woke up. Notning crazy, just a little weird. I'm sure there's more I can't remember. It's pretty crazy that Suman made an appearance, too.

Anyway, there's a slowdown at work now, cause the carpet company forgot to order the carpet for this build-out from the manufacturer (which was supposed to come today) so instead of pushing and working our asses off to get half the build done, now we get a couple weeks to finish the whole thing. Hopefully the pressure is a little less. I'm taking a week off when it's all over.


Look what I Found!

So I saw this on a message board today. It's Beastie Boys with Beatles music, kinda like The Grey Album. I like it, but not as much as some of you might think. It's worth a listen. Post your comments if you listen...


Yin & Yang Monday

So today started out harmless enough. Got to work early, did my time, and was asked to put in some overtime at around 330. A benign request I couldn't turn down.

"Hey, a little OT, then I'll be out by 6," I thought, innocently. "I'll go home, wash the ol' balls, eat some dinner, and I can be on the road to my new monday night poker game by 715."

Boy, was I wrong.

Apparently on the last day of a build, which is what today was, there's always extra work involved. All the little things you neglect to do, cause they seem to be so trivial end up having to be done all at the same time. I was unaware of this fact, so I was fucking pissed when it was 5 and I was still working. Then 6... 630... 7 rolls around, and I'm |-| this close to walking out...715...730... At some point, I make the decision to go straight to the game from work, smelling like a locker room, which doesn't go over well, since I'm supposed to take Eric home. It wouldn't have been bad, if we had been able to get out of there, even a half hour earlier, but at this point, I'm pressed for time, I need to eat, I can't shower, and I have to be at Chris' house (not Chris Cadero, Chris Edwards, a dude I used to work with at the Mac Grill) at 8p. Once we were done working, Eric said he'd drive his dad's Jeep home so I could get to Costa Mesa.

I left the park at, like, 750, just shy of two hours after I intended to leave. I had the misfortune of eating at the Golden Arches for dinner. I say misfortune, cause I ate McDs for lunch, too (tho I had a salad with lunch, instead of papas). I finally get to Chris' place at about 830 with a case of beer and a chip on my shoulder. I forget the amount of chips the $10 buy-in gets you, but it's a decent amount. 600, lets say... I was short stacked most of the time, at my lowest point I had 90 chips. I managed to double up twice in two hands, and I became a threat again (ha... again [rolls eyes]). Over the next hour, I managed to become one of the final two, tho short stacked. I, slowly but surely, managed to chip away at the massive chip stack across the table. It was textbook. I'm gonna take the fifth on my final two playing style. The upside to my story is that I ended up winning $50!!. The only other thing that sucks about today is that the Henry Rollins DVD I bought was scratched right out of the case. It won't play past the FBI warning. Sucks. But on the upside, Busty Cops is on Showtime. That one's always entertaining...


Shayna Punim!

There I am! With hair! And Tsingtao! Great beer by the way. I'm officially done with all the hard work at Mixwell, and I can start getting paid in greenbacks again. I thought today was gonna be a short day, but it ended up being close to 8 hours. So now I'm here, chillin'. Here's how bored I am:

Pointless eBay Search: Skeletor


"I kicked Jesus through the goalposts o' life!"

I heard this quote on the radio tonight, and laughed my ass off. Conway & Steckler on 97.1 (the FM talkstation) broke that one out when bagging on psycho greyhound/bus drivers and the conversation they try to make. Fucking great...

So I'm at 26 hours for Mixwell, and I think they thought I'd not go over 10. Oh, there's probably 8 more hours tomorrow, too... If they sell shirts for $22, and I make $10/hour, then I'd get a shirt for every 2 hours of work (of course, I was promised that I'd come out ahead, so I should get 2 shirts and a hat for every four hours). If I get 34 total hours of work in at the 2:1 ratio I just described, that's 17 shirts... now, that number's less if I take hoodies, hats, beanies, etc... but you get the idea.

I still have to finish Watchmen, so I think I'm gonna get to it.


Oy, long day...

So I've spent the last 13 hours (minus one in the middle for lunch) prepping and painting in Mixwell. I'm eatin' now. Kinda tired. ATHF isn't doin' it's job right now...

For those that went to UCI, you remember Monica Nguyen? Did you hear she got married? Well, for another shocker, she just had a baby. ¡¡¡A BABY!!! Ever-virginal, innocent Monica has a little baby girl. It's the most surreal thing I've heard in a long time... I'm having difficulty wrapping my brain around it.


Fuck Orange County!

So I get home a little after midnight, and realize that I'm out of contact lens solution, so I say "I'll just drive around and go to the nearest 24 hour store to get it!" I just got home from driving around North County for a fucking hour, cause every fucking thing closes at 12. Here's my route: Imperial to La Palma, to Yorba Linda Blvd, back to Imperial toward the 91, down and back from the Stater Bros. on Orangethorpe, 91W -> 55S exit Katella, to the Ralphs by Chris' place. I pull up as the asshole manager is locking the front door, waving me away, cause he closes at 1 am. Then north on Tustin, to Lincoln and that Vons there which closes at 11pm... 11, for christ's sake!!! Back on the 55S to Chapman, where I discovered a Rite Aid that's open 24 hours. Eureka! Now, I'm home, glasses on, tired, but too mad to go to bed. What to do now...


Barbie is a Shiksa!!! (The doll, not the girlfriend...)

Barbie (the gf) pointed me in the direction of this article. It's 2 years old, but it's still funny. Bill Maher yells at Saudis and Terrorists for calling Barbie (the doll) "Jewish," among other things. We've agreed that Barbie pretty much embodies the wasp identity that you can only find in America. For those that don't know what shiksa means, it's a yiddish term for a non-Jewish woman, but it means oh-so-much-more than that. All you goyim out there, take note.



Can you put a price on a human? Apparently you can, at HumanForSale.com. I found this link on a blog, clicked it, and now I know how much I'm worth... I don't know if that's high or low. Part of me thinks that everyone gets a free $2 Million, in which case I'm only worth $80,690. The only thing I lied about in the survey was my "facethejury.com" rating. I said I was 7 out of 10. I'd like to think that that's what I'd get in real life, at least for my handsome, handsome face.

I am worth $2,080,690.00 on HumanForSale.com


[how can I flush $120 down the toilet, against my will, and have no power over it?]

"Hey, lets go to Commerce Casino!"

Those words seem so innocent... yet, an hour into the $3-$6 table, I'm down $80. It's weird how I thought I was good at hold 'em, and how I suck complete balls now. I then threw away another $40 on a $2-$4 table. I want to say that I couldn't catch any cards, but I hate to blame my losses on the fates. Though 2+ hours of Q,7 J,3 9,2 are heartbreaking. I get ONE good hand: Q,Q, and I lose to a pair of Kings. I know for a fact that I'm better at 7-stud. I should just stick to that.

Today was good, otherwise. I went to Best Buy and bought Harry Potter 3 on DVD, The Black Star CD from '98, and this amazing Darth Vader Lightsaber that I'm hoping to sell on eBay when Episode 3 premiers. I kept the reciept, tho, cause I'm gonna need to return it if I need the $120 it cost me. The kid in Best Buy said they sell for a bit on eBay... we'll see if that's true when I put it up. I hung out at the mug for a couple of hours, smoked and read Watchmen, which is turning out to be a great fucking story. If there's a Top 5 Stories in Comics list, Watchmen is on that list. And that's not just my opinion, that's fact. Ask any comicphile.

Fuck! A good night's sleep!

Jonny, Eric, and I went to Fridays last night to a)Take my brother who's in town from Tempe out, b)Get out after lots of hours of work, c)drink beer. All good reasons, but as a consolation prise, the stories told were great. We had this cool waitress that bullshat with us for a good part of the night. Two big beers later, we weren't drunk, but a good fade was goin'. Once home, I attempted to read Watchmen, but couldn't get through it... only because I was tired and had enough brew in me. I turned on Boondock Saints, and it's one of those movies that's always awesome, not matter how many times you watch it. I fell asleep with my glasses on. I slept 10 hours... TEN HOURS! It was the best sleep I've had in weeks. Now, Sideways filling the iPod.


Finally! Its gonna be a long one, people. Today AND Yesterday.

So blogger was somewhat disabled yesterday. That's why there's 2 of the same post from yesterday... if they're still even up. Anyway, here's me making up for yesterday:

You ever have one of those days where EVERYTHING goes right all day? I mean, usually I expect good and bad things to happen each day. A harmony, if you will, between the good things and the shitty things. Yin & Yang. Yesterday, everything was good. I got to work a little on the late side, but the paint went on REAL quick. No real complaints. I was hoping to get out early enough to get to the comic store before it closed (630pm), but the workload was looking like that wasn't gonna happen. Then as I was losing hope, Dave says that I can leave an hour early (5pm)!!! So I got comics! Y The Last Man #32 was perfection this month. It was the start of the new arc, Girl-On-Girl. Brian K Vaughan has outdone himself this month. I managed to read 80%-90% in the car at stoplights... that's how much I like this book. during the day, I got a text message yesterday from Barbie, telling me she was gonna be near OC, so her and I met for a late dinner at Fridays. It was a nice interlude, tho it was weird to be at Fridays and not get booze to drink. The only crappy thing about yesterday was that blogger was fucking up.

And Today:

So today, I worked pretty much by myself. Val got a huge metal shard in his eye, and he and his kid packed up and left at 1130, I'm assuming to go to the hospital. I turned the juice down, and worked at a more leisurely pace today. I caulked for the first time. I was offered a trade-out gig with Mixwell. I'm gonna do some painting for them next week for clothes. Dave said that I'll come out way ahead in the deal, so I'm stoked. The best news of all is that Jonny is in town until Monday, so hopefully I'll get him out this weekend. There was talk of going to Commerce Casino, too... we'll see ;)


AmeriKKKa and the $2 Bill

I saw this article today. It's a month old, but it's a good'un. Synopsis: Man receives a free service at Best Buy. Best Buy calls him to demand payment for said service. As a 'Fuck You' to Best Buy, he pays his $114 balance in 57 $2 bills. Best Buy calls the police, has him arrested and the Secret Service has to get involved.

Read the article.

All I know is that I'm gonna do my damnedest to buy things at Best Buy exclusively with $2 Bills for a little while.


¿Que Onda Guero?

If I haven't heard that a thousand times in my life... ¿Que paso, guey? is my favorite, tho. I got that big ass check today, too. Between that and In-N-Out, I'm doin' pretty good. Any of you that live outside of California have no idea what you're missing, unless you used to live here... then you know. In-N-Out fucking rocks. Some of the best damned fast food burgers you can buy. I love it. Anyway, now that I have some dough, I'm gonna get on a little spending spree. I've already seen a bit of shit on eBay that I wanna get. Plus, there's always TPBs. Sin City vols 6&7 came out. And Marvel is reprinting the digest sized Runaways. If I were smart, I'd save up for corrective eye surgery or something important like that.

I saw this in Wizard Magazine this month. It's by uberartist Alex Ross. Didn't know Alex Ross did this piece, but it's my new favorite (after the brawling Abe Lincoln) Here's the link to a larger version, but I had to put it on this thing.

This is so accurate. And, the only thing the artist changed from the reference picture of W was the eye color

Works heading in the right direction. We can see the finish line on this build. Probsbly another week and a half of good, solid work, and I get my week off. I should be finished painting tomorrow. Completely finished, that is (besides touch-up). Then onto ceiling... I'm gonna go finish my brew and read a little Hellblazer Vol. 2


Oh yeah... Sideways...

Sideways gets a rating of Five grapes out of Five. Yeah, that's 5/5. And I'm talkin' about pinot noir grapes, Santa Barbara County pinot noir grapes...

"There's a- just a flutter of, like, a- like, a nutty Edam cheese."

So last night was another night of 5 or so hours of sleep. I've been fucking tired all day, and I wish I could sleep sooner than I do. Today was a painting day, which was cool. Though I've been painting 8+ hours a day for the last few days (well, 5 of the last 7 work days). This Jew is worn out! But I have a huge (seriously) check on its way, so that'll make it all worthwhile. My federal tax refund is on it's way, too.

I went to Best Buy and spent some dough on a few things. Beck's new album, Guero, came out last week. I Love it, I Dig it, it's classic Beck (what I've heard to far)... and you gotta love an album title that pretty much means "white boy," en espaƱol. One of my new favorite movies, Sideways, came out today. To those that haven't seen it, do yourself a favor. It's funny, smart, real, and Giamatti and Church are quintessential on-screen buddies. I've never wanted wine moreso than after I saw this. Another comedy favorite came out today: Orgazmo. This fuckin' thing is packed upon packed with extras. 2 versions of the film (Theatrical and Unrated), different commentaries including one with South Park writers, Weird Al, and Kevin Smith (and that's all in one). A bonus disc has a shitload on it, too... like 40 minutes of outtakes. Buy it. If you like funny movies, buy it. If you're a prude and don't like funny movies, start wearing boxers, smoke some Abe Lincoln, and buy Orgazmo.

I just finished House MD. That show is great. The Shield is up next, and that show is sweeeet. I recommend it to everyone, tho it just started it's 4th season. I don't recommend, however, jumping straight into it.

Thanks to everyone so far that's made use of my tag board, btw. I'm glad it's being used, cause I fucking dig it.


Tagboards for All!

I found this thingy, off to the right, there. I have however many days it says to try it out before I have to pay, so knock yourselves out. If everyone likes it, I'm gonna keep it. Keep it respectful, kiddies. Profanity is okay, but I can ban you if I feel like it.


A shot and a brew, Shellie. Thanks.

So what do I do when I want to get out of the house, but don't want to go anywhere? I thought about the Mug, but I don't want to go by myself. I want to go smoke, but don't want to be around anyone. Basically, I want company, but don't want to be around anyone. I read Sin City Vol. 2 today, and I'd imagine they're gonna make a sequel. The movie, based on Volumes 1, 3, & 4 was great. Volume 2 centers on Dwight, pre-Sin City movie, and Marv as an auxilliary character. Great fuckin' story. I'll probably start Volume 5 and take my pipe out back. You know? I could use a shot and a brew...

51 hours this week, and then Cheesecake Factory

I've got today off, after a long ass week of hard labor. Miss Barbara said she'd buy me dinner if I came up... How could I refuse? I'm tired as fuck, tho. It'd be nice to have a full weekend off once in a while. So we went to the Cheesecake Factory, and I had a delicious strawberry martini. Now, we just put on Harry Potter 3, and there's talk of Monopoly in the couple hours before Barb goes to work and I head home.


Skinny little Nancy Callahan. She grew up. She filled out.

Just got back from Sin City, and I'm fucking stoked. It was pretty true to the comics (just about word-for-word in most spots, tho a couple of scenes were left out, but it's understandable. It was so sweet. I'm so glad I'm hooked. You all should take time out of your pithy, mundane lives and watch a huge cast of great actors portryaing some of the greatest comic stories ever told. So many of the scenes are pretty much exact duplicates of Frank Miller's comic, it's delicious. Speaking of delicious, Elijah Wood lived completely up to my expectations as Kevin, and Mickey Rourke kicked ass as Marv. IMO, he was perfect.

I give it Four Pounds out of Five: ££££

(Since the exchange rate for pounds is so good right now, that's a better rating than you all think)

Anyway, I gotta work tomorrow morning, early. It's pudding time, children.