Monday, June 12, 2006


I was reluctant at first but Prague did ultimately claim the crown (pun intended) for the Best Beer in the World. Pssst.....we brought home 20 pints in our luggage.

On the Charles Bridge

Praha

Praha

The Astronomical Clock at Old Town Square in Prague

At a Hoyergen (wine village thingy) on the fringe of Vienna

Fans of "Before Sunrise" will understand why the wheel at Prater was so exciting

We would later kiss...but we did not make out.

World's Largest Wienerschnitzel

And I killed it!

The Hofburg Palace in Vienna...if you're into that sort of thing

The overnight train rides were what I imagine sleeping on a submarine must be like, claustrophobic

But the scenery was nice when we were conscious

I shit myself at this point.

Gelato, twice a day everyday. No lie.

Venezia! (I have every intention of using Photoshop to remove the unsightly crane in the background)

Yeah yeah yeah Notre Dame...

Museum D'Orsay

Any fans of "Before Sunset" will understand why this bookstore was so exciting to visit

This was at a very cool underground jazz club in Pear-E

Turns out alcoholics look the same in most countries.....I also learned that "Jack Daniels" is one of the few words that translates the same in any language

Callled SmartCars......until you get totalled by a collision with a Mini at 25 Kph at which point they become IdioticCars

Coffee (cafe) on Champs Elysees in gay Pear-E

No stowaways! Walk the plank, feline froline!

And We're Back!


This is where my mind thinks I am right now.

Friday, May 26, 2006

Au Revoir, Mes Freres!


See you when we get back!

Thursday, May 25, 2006

They're nice shoes, but they're still just shoes

Why do some people put Nike Swoosh stickers on the back windows of their cars? What's more, why do some people, obviously not sponsored by Nike, get the Swoosh permanently tattooed on their flesh? I mean, I wear Nike stuff, I like Nike stuff, but I also like Kraft Cheese & Macaroni yet I don't feel compelled to make any perpetual public proclamations about either.

Speaking of odd things to stick on your rear windshield, what is with the "In Loving Memory of ______" stickers? What "in loving memory?" Driving? Are they saying that their every mile is driven in loving memory of the person? What about when they are cutting someone off or rolling through a Wendy's drive-thru? Is that also intended as a tribute? Is this the best way to pay respects to the dead? I am sure I have mentioned this before and I am sure I will do it again next time I see one.

Dammit it is a beautiful day outside. Really really torturously nice. I had no interest in working anyway, but a day like this just adds insult to injury.

Could God himself stop Steve Nash from getting a layup whenever he wanted?

Has Aaron Sele sold his soul? How else can you explain his success this season?

Friday, May 19, 2006

Your Contributions for the Mustache!


Me and the fellas at Adam's wedding. I'm your huckleberry.

These photos courtesy of Joe.

Phil and Cruiser Burroughs. Two red-blooded American men who know a thing or two about facial hair.

Arguments for The Mustache


Goulet!

Can you dig it?

It just don't get no cooler.

What's good enough for Burgundy is good enough for me

The Rock

Please, send in more pics!

THAT'S AWESOME!


Okay, so there was this story about how Britney slipped and almost dropped her lovechild but the real story here lies on the upper lip of her bodyguard seen here. Look at that 'stache!!! It is, for me, a true source of inspiration. Mustache Time is nearing, my friends. It's going to happen very, very soon....And it's gonna be GLORIOUS!

To Root or Not to Root

I am conflicted about the Clippers.

I have never been a Clipper fan nor was I ever a Clipper-hater. The Clippers have always been irrelevant. I barely knew they existed. Sure, they are a hometown team but so are the Sparks. The Sparks were actually more interesting because at least they competed for titles when they weren't busy winning them.

But now that the Clippers are competing and the Lakers are done for the season, little brother has caught my attention. This does not mean I am jumping on the bandwagon or making any kind of allegiance switch. But watching the Clippers, they're a hard team not to like. Elton Brand is a fantastic player with a gentleman's demeanor. Smart guy, nice guy, humble guy, outstanding player. I'm not a fan per say, but I root for the Clippers. Why shouldn't I? My team is no longer in the picture so I have to root for somebody else to some degree, don't I? Might as well be the underdog of all franchises. Especially since they are playing the Suns whose style of play drives me insane. They are a gimmick team, a video game team. Their strategy should not allow them to consistently win games.

My conflict is not so much about the Clippers, I guess, but more about Clipper fans. On one hand, I love Clipper fans. Talk about gluttons for punishment. Not only have these folks stuck by the worst franchise in the history of sports, but they've done so for so very long when there has been nothing, nada, nathan for them to pin their hopes on. There has never even been a glimmer of hope until this season. And yet, they stuck. If it wasn't painful enough to align themselves with a team that was the running joke of the sporting world, their team also had to share a building with the Lakers, one of the greatest and winningest franchises in all of sports. It's bad enough to be terrible but to have to look up at the Lakers' many many championship banners and retired jerseys in your so-called "home" games? Torture. I applaud Clippers fans for being the most loyal (or stupid?) fans I have ever seen. But out of that torture was born contempt. And this is, finally, where the conflict comes in.

Clippers fans hate Lakers fans. They absolutely loathe them with every fiber of their souls. I'm a die-hard Lakers fan so this means they hate me. As much as I respect them for their dedication, why would I want to root for people that despise me? I start to think that Clippers fans have rooted for their team for all these years not because they were the Clippers, but simply because they were not the Lakers. I think these people have bred hatred for the Lakers and have let it manifest as cheering for the Clippers. Now if that is true, I have zero respect for the Clippers fans. I don't want to see people that consider me an enemy jumping for glee. I don't want success to come to fans that, at their core, are not fans at all, but actually a legion of haters.

So what is the truth? Are Clippers fans impossibly dedicated or obtusely deranged? I'm guessing it's probably both. If so, what then is the majority distinction? What's the breakdown here? Is it 50-50, 60-40, what? Beyond that, what should take precedence, rooting for the underdog, nice-guy team that is facing the hated, smoke-and-mirror act Phoenix Suns....or striking down those that call themselves fans but are nothing more than pathetic, jealous, underlings?

With Brand and Kaman getting it done with class and continually exposing the Suns, I think I gotta root for the Clips. Rooting against them just because of issues with their fans would be just as bassackwards as the Clippers fans that root for them because they're not the Lakers.......But wait a second, that is precisely the reason I root against the Red Sox. Shit, I'm a hypocrite. Ah, fuck it.

Thursday, May 18, 2006


Can't get enough of your love, baby...
It feels like Christmas in the office today and I have no idea why. I think I got a whiff of cinnamon or something when I was walking in. Whatever the reason, it's nice. I'll take it.

I got a new vacuum cleaner last night, a Dirt Devil Jaguar standard bagged model with 12 amps of sucking power. Let me tell you, I love vacuuming. Love it. And I have hardwood floors. The satisfaction I get from vacuuming my one medium-sized area rug is remarkable. Since the old vacuum broke, the dirt and cat hair has just been piling up. Last night, cracked open a brewsky and wiped the slate clean. It was a great night.

I am tored to no end today. All I can think of is the upcoming trip to Europe (which is only 9 short days away). It's really hard to focus on anything else. The DaVinci Code has been a thrilling distraction, but I will finish that today. There's always this blog, but I am beginning to realize I am not much of a blogger. Screw it.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

I realize this makes me crazy...

...But I really don't like it when people say "Have a nice workout." I haven't yet figured out why, but it rubs me the wrong way everytime I hear somebody say it.

Friday, May 05, 2006

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Crows Anyone?

Does anybody wanna go with me to Counting Crows at Verizon (Irvine Meadows) on Friday, June 30th? It's a Friday night. I have a half day that day so I won't have any trouble getting down there, but finding somebody else that can is the problem. Tickets aren't on sale yet so I am merely scouting.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

The Unwritten Rules of Working in an Office

1) Despite what the official dress code stipulates, it says here that it is NOT acceptable to wear sweatpants to work.

2) NEVER make a bag of microwave popcorn prior to getting written approval from all colleagues in the immediate vicinity of your cubicle/office.

3) If you kill the joe, you make some mo'!

4) At the end of a department meeting when the boss says "Are there any questions," never, under ANY circumstances ask a question. In fact, anything more than complete and utter silence is punishable by stoning.

5) Do NOT e-mail your friends a link to something that promises to be a cell phone conversation of Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan talking dirty which will require their computer to be turned to full volume but is really an audio file that screams "I love gay porn!" (I had a friend who did this. Once.)

6) Fantasy sports is without exception more important than any memo, e-mail, or phone call.

7) If my ears are bleeding from a phone conversation you are having three doors down, you may be talking a bit too loud.

8) Ladies first? Ha! This is the corporate world, sucka. Equal opportunities, bitch!

9) You can take all the twenty-minute breaks you want...as long as you use them to smoke.
(I don't smoke so this one really chaps my ass)

10) When encountering a person you have nothing in common with but are socially required to speak to, always say "Is it Friday yet?"

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

I can't take it! It's too much! LOL!

Cruiser just phoned in with this report...

He was behind a car bearing the following bumper sticker:

"How many lives for every gallon?"

The type of car? A Hummer.

LOL!!!!!


Scott speculates that someone probably slapped that sticker on the vehicle without the owner realizing it. That's probably true, although less funny.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

"Actually a nice little Saturday..."

There is obviously a lot to be said for getting out and doing things, being active, experiencing the culture, taking advantage of the many recreational options, etc. But sometimes doing absolutely nothing has equal rewards. Last weekend was a weekend to do nothing. Watched a couple movies, 13 episodes of season 2 of "24," some sports, quick trip to the mall, but mostly nothing. It was wonderful. And inexpensive which is nice.

Speaking of "24," aka the best show on television, Kim Bauer is hot, but she has to be the biggest bad luck charm in the history of womankind. Whenever she's around, people die. It's that simple. No thank you.

I am very unhappy with this new scent of deodorant. It smells like cheap, cheesy cologne. Aqua Velva armpits. Not ideal.

I opened a bottle of wine I got at the famed BevMo sale the other night. It was terrible, but I drank it anyway. I think there has been maybe one bottle that was ever so bad as to not be drinkable.

They made Schindler's List, Life is Beautiful about the holocaust. They made Tora, Tora, Tora and Pearl Harbor about Pearl Harbor. So why is United 93 so grotesquely offensive to me? Is it just too soon? Is it because September 11th was the only one of the mentioned disasters that I lived through? Am I alone in my sick feeling about this movie?

Monday, April 24, 2006

We went golfing for Scott's birthday!


A vicious storm and a blanket of fog would have dismayed a less brave group of golfers. This one played through (13 anyway).

The birthday boy lets the big dog eat. Notice how lovely the weather was on Hole 1.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

I don't get it...

How did Tom Cruise go from one of the biggest, most-loved movie stars on the planet to one of the most hated and ridiculed? I understand that the scientology stuff is weird, but hasn't he been a scientologist for years now? Did the jumping-on-Oprah's-couch thing really spark this whole thing? Why? If Julia Roberts had jumped on Oprah's couch yelling how much she loved James Van Der Beek, would it have had the same negative affect?

Monday, April 17, 2006

This is what happens when guys ride their bikes to work...


Your friends take the liberty of adding a few upgrades....This is my friend's bike....and he got what he deserved.

Not just streamers, Princess streamers.

No shame in training.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Help Wanted

So my two college roommates are coming out here for 7-10 days in late July from New York. To the best of my knowledge, this will be their first trip to LA/SoCal. I think we're gonna go to Vegas for a couple days, but other than that, I need to think of some LA-ish things that a first-timer would really enjoy. Any suggestions? I'd appreciate any help.

Monday, April 10, 2006

I Friggin' Love Weddings


I do. I do. Okay, you're married. Oh. Shit.

Seriously, are you allowed to get married these days without cute kids in the ceremony? What if you're family doesn't have any? Can you rent?

Like R. Kelly once said, after the party it's the afterparty...

I'm so excited and I just can't hide it. I'm about to lose control and I think I like it.

I promised myself I wouldn't cry.....hhhhhhhuuuhhhhmmmm.....

A rabid rebounder, I snagged the garter from a snarling pack of fellow bachelors.

The reception was in this courtyard. Our rooms can be seen in the background. That proximity would later come in quite handy.

Rugs were cut.