John Baptist he's walking to me with the Maker
My body is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep
I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my head away
I'm not a stranger in the hands of the Maker (the maker, dave matthews band)

oh man, the last few days have been so fun filled. here's a little recap. thurs: met with sexy rebecca, went to molly's grad at berkeley at the greek....soooo hot!! (with roomie calling in the middle...who's working this weekend at the lair. crazy praise for her!!) after, rebecca and i hit up raleigh's where we shared (actually rebe was knocked out pretty quick...) a pitcher of pear cider. i haven't had that stuff in like a year!! we had weird waiters who went to the back to smoke pot...totally obvious. :) ride to bart was a little strange. for one, i was getting off my pear cider buzz, and i ran into this guy who looked EXACTLY like my grandfather who died when i was 8. he was a lot smaller, though...but was clearly insane/crazy. after talking to a lot of people and pointing at me, he got off at bayfair (where my granny still lives) and said to me, "just wanted to let you know that i'm your grand dad." how weird is that???

fri: i went to visit crista in santa cruz to hang out and catch up. we had lunch at pizza my heart and after, i found a new piercing for the belly button. :) btw, when i got my piercing a few years ago, the guy looked a lot like this guy. random that i just found this. he had all these pics of himself hanging like that. anyway, i came home early cause i had an a's game to go to!!!!!!! and omg...MULDER WAS PITCHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! we had great seats, got a wonderful dinner with our tix (i'm expecting hot dog and soda, but it's this totally yummy buffet). erik got his name in lights cause it's his 21st birthday tomorrow!! ummm, did i mention that i finally got to see MULDER PITCHING!!!! i also saw the craziest play ever: some dude at second for the twins, goes to score on a hit from another dude...rounds third and FORGETS to touch third, goes home to score...mulder quickly throws to miggy at third and THE GUY IS OUT!!! ha ha to dumb players who don't touch third. that's what you get. he was later quoted as saying, "i knew i had to cheat so i didn't get out." oh yeah, your coach is gonna love that. mulder pitched his 5th complete game in his last 6 games...this one also very quick (2 hours, 5 minutes)...a little too quick cause we had a wait a while for it to become dark for the fireworks...amazing, totally beautiful and really long...but some shot out from mt. davis on the top, and started a small fire...we could smell (most likely toxic) fumes after the game!! i got a new beanie...yellow and green stripes with a yellow "a's" logo and a new shirt. you're gonna die when you see it!! so for the 20th streak game last year, i made a sign that says, "there's an A in streAk" sort of a take-off on the whole a's marketing theme that year. well, now they have shirts that say, "there is an A in streAk" and they have the schedule and score of the 20 games on the back. hello, that $hit was copyrighted by me. hee hee!! but how cool, huh??!!

here are a few cool pics i found. the first is of a baby gorilla. awwwwww. the caption reads: No-hands nursing: Martha, a Western Lowland gorilla, cradles her 5-month-old baby girl at the Gladys Porter Zoo in Brownsville, Texas. The zoo is holding a contest to name the infant. and this one is a cute baby elephant!!

i found this a while back and wanted to share it since it brought a smile to my face. Girls: here are Five Secrets To A Perfect Relationship
1. It is important to find a man that helps you around the house and has a job.
2. It is important to find a man that makes you laugh.
3. It is important to find a man you can count on and doesn't lie to you.
4. It is important to find a man that is good in bed and loves making love
to you.
And finally...
5. It is important that these four men don't know each other. wa waaaa waaaaaaaaaaa!!!

and of course, i found some quizzes.

You are "The Sick Rose" by William Blake.
This poem was written to warn women of the
impropieties of loose morals. Or maybe its
about gardening. Anyway, seething with sexual
imagery, it leaves to wonder what type of
person are you really? Fun-loving nature-lover
or some sexual pervert. (In the second case,
email me)
Which Poem Are You?



congratulations. you are the kiss my ass happy
bunny. You don't care about anyone or anything.
You must be so proud
which happy bunny are you?


all you college grads, your moment of zen. join the club. :)