Friday, December 26, 2003
Feliz navidad! Hope all of you out there had just as much fun as I did enjoyin' and partakin' in the 5 "F's" this Christmas, those 5 F's being [1] family [2] friends [3] food [4] festivities [5] and forgiveness...
Thursday, December 18, 2003
2 straight 1-point L's for the Supes, equal parts encouraging and exasperating...
The Sonics are a young, inexperienced team playin' to their strength...runnin' the open floor hittin' jump shots. It's either a 3 point shot or a layup for this team, and when that happens, you'll get abused inside. That's why they've been thriving against teams w/out a dominant inside physical presence [i.e. Bucks], and gettin' raped by squads strong on the interior [i.e. Nets]. The sad truth about this Supes squad is that on any given night they can look like world beaters, or on the Flip side, plain' ol' whipped like "Egg Beaters."
Since we're on the pathetic b-ball subject...
[*haiku]
chillin' in hotel
in Pot-Land, um, er...Port-Land
city can thank 'Sheed
[*job]
Got back from Horizon training today, fun experience that felt like a vacation. Even though the pay ain't too hot [$10 per hr.], one cool perk about the job is that I get to fly unlimited on Horizon and Alaska Air, as long as there's space available. Guess the 1st place I'm goin'...Vegas, baby! Not for gambling, of course...just 'cause my deprived self hasn't been there yet to experience the city in all it's round-the-clock, neon glory. It's also coo 'cause I get to fly on other airlines at madly discounted rates. 1st international countries on my list are Japan and Australia. I'm thinkin' if I had a GF right now, she'd be spoiled silly...
[*random]
Over 5 months after I ordered it, I finally got shipped my Dallas Mavericks home jersey emblazoned w/ Ichiro and 51. Tried it on and it's stylin'...
The Sonics are a young, inexperienced team playin' to their strength...runnin' the open floor hittin' jump shots. It's either a 3 point shot or a layup for this team, and when that happens, you'll get abused inside. That's why they've been thriving against teams w/out a dominant inside physical presence [i.e. Bucks], and gettin' raped by squads strong on the interior [i.e. Nets]. The sad truth about this Supes squad is that on any given night they can look like world beaters, or on the Flip side, plain' ol' whipped like "Egg Beaters."
Since we're on the pathetic b-ball subject...
[*haiku]
chillin' in hotel
in Pot-Land, um, er...Port-Land
city can thank 'Sheed
[*job]
Got back from Horizon training today, fun experience that felt like a vacation. Even though the pay ain't too hot [$10 per hr.], one cool perk about the job is that I get to fly unlimited on Horizon and Alaska Air, as long as there's space available. Guess the 1st place I'm goin'...Vegas, baby! Not for gambling, of course...just 'cause my deprived self hasn't been there yet to experience the city in all it's round-the-clock, neon glory. It's also coo 'cause I get to fly on other airlines at madly discounted rates. 1st international countries on my list are Japan and Australia. I'm thinkin' if I had a GF right now, she'd be spoiled silly...
[*random]
Over 5 months after I ordered it, I finally got shipped my Dallas Mavericks home jersey emblazoned w/ Ichiro and 51. Tried it on and it's stylin'...
Sunday, December 14, 2003
Off I go to Pot-Land, er...Portland for jobby-job training. I'll be there until he 18th.
Wednesday, December 10, 2003
Craziness...
As I waited to turn left off of Orcas this morning, I observed in unrequited shock as an elder Asian man got hit by an SUV. He crumpled onto the street, and I feared that he got badly injured. Fortunately he was able to stand up moments later, and on the surface he looked OK. He'll definitely be feelin' the effects later, but that's a small price to pay if you consider the alternative...
[*deep six]
six feet under/ here i sit and wonder/ why this man's life was spared/ from a fate that's all too often shared/ freed from sleepin' in a lair beneath a tombstone "19xx-2003" decreed/ take heed, 'cause the world indeed has it's way of flairin' for the dramatic/ be sure to proceed cautionary or end up as ashes in the attic/ in today's times it's an automatic/ whether it's starvin' in a Third World, or gettin' tossed in the Atlantic/ families frantic upon hearing their loved one's fate/ don't be late, it's clear the Grim Reaper likes goin' out on dates/ he'll come knockin' at your door holdin' a bouquet of white roses/ alluring sales pitch promisin' to cure your myriad stress overdoses/ despite "hold back on those pills" bein' what the Doc says/ there's the king of rhetoric, aka Dubya, aka Mr. Prez/ got all our troops in Iraq as if they're dispensable like Pez/ didn't find any machinations of mass destruction or an Al-Qaida terrorist link/ yeah, it's precisely the kind of thing that makes you sit back and think/ is there an end, or is the US caught up in an infinitely bullet-infested 100F+ skating rink/ of death, destruction, destitution and despair/ sign up for vaccinations 'cause the killer D's be pollutin' the air/ over an expansive sandy beach, along the the Sea of Red/ day after day people progressin' to the Sea of Dead/ salty and bitter, rapin' your mind's taste palate/ tappin' mercilessly in your head like an Anvil chorus of mallets/ Advil they tout as the tablet that eases the pain/ but even as the time goes, the dull beat numbingly remains/ a melodic thud that's ingrained/ slavin' to a reality of an eternally imposed migraine/ but as i sit cruisin' in this Spherical Infinity Q35 dominated by strife, i'm alerted to be on guard/ realizin' the need to exit Moribund Ave. mergin' onto Enthusiastic Boulevard/ at times it's hard, holdin' tight onto a Faith that this life ain't some kind of twisted Cosmic parody/ holdin' tight onto a Faith that this stream can one day find the ocean of serene clarity...
As I waited to turn left off of Orcas this morning, I observed in unrequited shock as an elder Asian man got hit by an SUV. He crumpled onto the street, and I feared that he got badly injured. Fortunately he was able to stand up moments later, and on the surface he looked OK. He'll definitely be feelin' the effects later, but that's a small price to pay if you consider the alternative...
[*deep six]
six feet under/ here i sit and wonder/ why this man's life was spared/ from a fate that's all too often shared/ freed from sleepin' in a lair beneath a tombstone "19xx-2003" decreed/ take heed, 'cause the world indeed has it's way of flairin' for the dramatic/ be sure to proceed cautionary or end up as ashes in the attic/ in today's times it's an automatic/ whether it's starvin' in a Third World, or gettin' tossed in the Atlantic/ families frantic upon hearing their loved one's fate/ don't be late, it's clear the Grim Reaper likes goin' out on dates/ he'll come knockin' at your door holdin' a bouquet of white roses/ alluring sales pitch promisin' to cure your myriad stress overdoses/ despite "hold back on those pills" bein' what the Doc says/ there's the king of rhetoric, aka Dubya, aka Mr. Prez/ got all our troops in Iraq as if they're dispensable like Pez/ didn't find any machinations of mass destruction or an Al-Qaida terrorist link/ yeah, it's precisely the kind of thing that makes you sit back and think/ is there an end, or is the US caught up in an infinitely bullet-infested 100F+ skating rink/ of death, destruction, destitution and despair/ sign up for vaccinations 'cause the killer D's be pollutin' the air/ over an expansive sandy beach, along the the Sea of Red/ day after day people progressin' to the Sea of Dead/ salty and bitter, rapin' your mind's taste palate/ tappin' mercilessly in your head like an Anvil chorus of mallets/ Advil they tout as the tablet that eases the pain/ but even as the time goes, the dull beat numbingly remains/ a melodic thud that's ingrained/ slavin' to a reality of an eternally imposed migraine/ but as i sit cruisin' in this Spherical Infinity Q35 dominated by strife, i'm alerted to be on guard/ realizin' the need to exit Moribund Ave. mergin' onto Enthusiastic Boulevard/ at times it's hard, holdin' tight onto a Faith that this life ain't some kind of twisted Cosmic parody/ holdin' tight onto a Faith that this stream can one day find the ocean of serene clarity...
Wednesday, December 03, 2003
Today I got hired as a ramp agent for Horizon Air. I'm excited 'cause 40+ people showed up for the interview, but they ended up selecting 4 of 'em, 1 of 'em of course bein' me. I haven't felt this special since...last month [Puget Sound Tennis Tour championship]. =p
I also picked up a brand spankin' new fridge for my equally brand spankin' new residence. It's a "mini-me" style fridge, but despite the diminutive exterior it's real spacious on the interior. It's fully stocked now w/ all kinds of goodies from Safeway. Since tonight's grocery shopping excursion represents a milestone [i.e. rite of passage] in my life, and also 'cause I'm a certifiable nut, I'm gonna list the spoils I picked up. Here goes...
1. Raisin Bran 2. 1% milk 3. bananas 4. peanut butter 5. bread [wheat] 6. jam [strawberry] 7. celery 8. carrots 9. 3 kiwis 10. salami 11. tuna 12. Pringles [plain] 13. paper cups, bowls, napkins, utensils 14. 12 pk. of Dasani 15. 3 yogurts [2 blueberry] 16. tuna [Bumble Bee 3pk], tuna salad / crackers 17. Ruby Red grapefruit juice 18. egg nog [light] 19. Jell-O pudding [swirled chocolate] 20. Starbucks mocha frappucino...all for $40 and change!
This stuff is good....but it begs the question. What's nog? I'm thinkin' it's related to the concept of mixture...
After the *exhaustive* shopping, I got in a quality 30 min. cardio and 90 min. lifting session in at 24 Fitness. My old Sea-Tac homie Kosol was there, and we caught up for about half an hour. He'd just came back from his homeland Cambodia, where he spent 4 months. I joked w/ him about his gut, that he must've gotten fed *real* well back in the mother land, and he told me that I looked a lot more leaner and "cut." We also talked about our jobs, right now he's a workin' security in Downtown Seattle for $11.50 an hour, and he encouraged me to apply since they're hiring vigorously at the moment. I'll probably scope it out later this week, perhaps tomorrow...
It's coo to catch up w/ the homies. If you're one, drop a line [comment box, e-mail, # if ya ask] anytime, I'd love to hear from you...
I also picked up a brand spankin' new fridge for my equally brand spankin' new residence. It's a "mini-me" style fridge, but despite the diminutive exterior it's real spacious on the interior. It's fully stocked now w/ all kinds of goodies from Safeway. Since tonight's grocery shopping excursion represents a milestone [i.e. rite of passage] in my life, and also 'cause I'm a certifiable nut, I'm gonna list the spoils I picked up. Here goes...
1. Raisin Bran 2. 1% milk 3. bananas 4. peanut butter 5. bread [wheat] 6. jam [strawberry] 7. celery 8. carrots 9. 3 kiwis 10. salami 11. tuna 12. Pringles [plain] 13. paper cups, bowls, napkins, utensils 14. 12 pk. of Dasani 15. 3 yogurts [2 blueberry] 16. tuna [Bumble Bee 3pk], tuna salad / crackers 17. Ruby Red grapefruit juice 18. egg nog [light] 19. Jell-O pudding [swirled chocolate] 20. Starbucks mocha frappucino...all for $40 and change!
This stuff is good....but it begs the question. What's nog? I'm thinkin' it's related to the concept of mixture...
After the *exhaustive* shopping, I got in a quality 30 min. cardio and 90 min. lifting session in at 24 Fitness. My old Sea-Tac homie Kosol was there, and we caught up for about half an hour. He'd just came back from his homeland Cambodia, where he spent 4 months. I joked w/ him about his gut, that he must've gotten fed *real* well back in the mother land, and he told me that I looked a lot more leaner and "cut." We also talked about our jobs, right now he's a workin' security in Downtown Seattle for $11.50 an hour, and he encouraged me to apply since they're hiring vigorously at the moment. I'll probably scope it out later this week, perhaps tomorrow...
It's coo to catch up w/ the homies. If you're one, drop a line [comment box, e-mail, # if ya ask] anytime, I'd love to hear from you...
