February 25, 2010

My friend Luis called with the hook up on 8th row Warriors tickets. After begging and texting everyone I knew to go with me, my brother finally took pity on me and came along. It was a very entertaining game. The highlight: my brother explaining why he'd trade anyone on the Warriors for Chris Andersen of the Nuggets and not two seconds later, Steph Curry made Chris Andersen look really, really stupid.

Second highlight: I yelled "That's racist!" a little louder than I meant to after a black player fouled another black player and a black ref made the call.

February 24, 2010

My computer is closed which I can only assume means I get to go home for the day. Right? Or maybe I only closed it because it was possessed and I thought I could trap the demon that way. Probably a 50-50 shot as to which scenario is right.

February 23, 2010

Work meeting. This was followed by a dinner, so, you know, sometimes working late isn't so bad.

February 21, 2010

No idea where I was, what I was doing, or why there are so many gd red lights going off on my dashboard. What the hell?

February 20, 2010

So, yeah, I was taking a nap at 6:00 pm. And I wasn't even in my own bed! See, I was housesitting for some friends in the city. But I had also just gotten a very large and painful tattoo that day. Why didn't I take a picture of the tattoo, you ask? My reply? Where were you when I needed you!!?!!?

February 19, 2010

Seriously, my best ideas come when my feet are up. And I'm not wearing shoes. That's also pretty crucial.

February 18, 2010

This is what I do when I close up shop at work. It looks like I'm punching in the code, right? Actually what I do is push a bunch of buttons until the alarm goes off, yell at the alarm company when they call, get out business cards and my ID to prove to the cops I work there, and then tell my co-workers I don't know what happened and that "something must be wrong with the damn thing again".