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It's October, and i'm getting the familiar Shawshank separation-from-China anxiety. About to come home mid-November, and this time, it's supposed to be for good. I haven't been in the USA for the same 7 month span now for the past 3 years, and i am just supposed to function like normal in a place i've grown unfamiliar. if i go to a restaurant in the us, how am i going to negotiate the cutlery? will they bring me two sticks so that i can eat, or will it be embarrassing? what about the moto-cars? i saw one once when i was a kid, but i hear that everyone in america has one now. the whole world just went and got it's self in a damn hurry. what am i going to do when i'm on escalators... walk? hell no. what am i going to do when i'm in a crowded hospital elevator... NOT smoke? hell no. you just expect me to live in america now and not spit and squat and yell? and i bet i'm expected to drive while looking at the road? fuck that son. i'm bringing the china back with me or i'm not coming back at all.
I just logged in for the first time in a while. Saw ollie's post as a sign.
I'm sorry, LJ (livejournal).
I'm coming the back.
Too.
I'm sorry, LJ (livejournal).
I'm coming the back.
Too.
Current Mood:
uncomfortable
it forgot
to wear
deodorant
today.
to wear
deodorant
today.
fashionable numbered the post!
Posted on 2009.05.03 at 23:37Current Location: seat, hollywood restaurant, sao guan city, china
1. It doesnt use LJ (livejournal) as much, but It refuses to stop.
2. Getting back into the swing of the china. Basically hasn't stopped since It got here, aside from a 3 day labor holiday just ended yesterday. But it's good to stay busy.
3. Still get irritated when they touch. Still get irritated when they scream. Other things, let slide.
4. Courtney and I are good. We talk on the regular. Much stronger than last year, but 7 months to go. Planning a trip to europe midway thru.
5. It lost its gum.
6. Radiohead isn't actually that bad. But until It fully understands, It will continue to make fun of ollie.
7. Ipod touch has changed its life.
8. It has to read espn, cnn, nytimes every day or It feels the distance. Go Mavs, but don't go swine flu!
9. It jogs. It dodges people. Motorcycles and bikes are incapable of getting out of the way.
10. It does not chase the paper. It chases the dream.
2. Getting back into the swing of the china. Basically hasn't stopped since It got here, aside from a 3 day labor holiday just ended yesterday. But it's good to stay busy.
3. Still get irritated when they touch. Still get irritated when they scream. Other things, let slide.
4. Courtney and I are good. We talk on the regular. Much stronger than last year, but 7 months to go. Planning a trip to europe midway thru.
5. It lost its gum.
6. Radiohead isn't actually that bad. But until It fully understands, It will continue to make fun of ollie.
7. Ipod touch has changed its life.
8. It has to read espn, cnn, nytimes every day or It feels the distance. Go Mavs, but don't go swine flu!
9. It jogs. It dodges people. Motorcycles and bikes are incapable of getting out of the way.
10. It does not chase the paper. It chases the dream.
Writer's Block: My Biggest Environmental Concern
Posted on 2009.04.21 at 20:07Current Location: audi, road, fuzhou, fujian province, china
What is your biggest ecological or environmental concern? What are you doing to make a difference? Sponsored by One Million Acts of Green brought to you by Cisco. |
The biggest eco-concern, the:
It concerns most of the homeless.
It kills the homeless, the
It kills the homeless the
Twice the month.
Knowing homeless can't resist
The sweet the temptation
To sex with wylie coyote
(The life size wylie the coyote)
It wears the suit out at night,
Roaming the alleyways
And the go-betweens,
Seeking out the boxlivers
And the baglivers,
The scream-sleepers.
It holds them close
As their coyote.
It let's them the cry.
It let's them the start.
But not the finish.
It smothers them in it's fur
Recently shampooed,
(Acme brand)
It brings down the anvil.
It smooshes the homeless.
to save the planet, the.
Believe.
Back in the stink.
Back in it.
It flew 17 hours wed-thurs.
Slept a little.
Friday woke in HK, took 3 trains out, wound up deep in it.
In an apartment with only a squatty.
Slept 10 hrs straight.
Bought some street bananas, ate peanut butter with a spoon.
Today looked at some dollhouses.
Today looked at some playhouses.
Was interviewed by local elementary school the children.
Played the real crazy taxi for 2 hours, listened to ipod.
About to jump on another train to get back into civilization.
Planning on finding a ham the burger when it gets there.
That's real.
Back in it.
It flew 17 hours wed-thurs.
Slept a little.
Friday woke in HK, took 3 trains out, wound up deep in it.
In an apartment with only a squatty.
Slept 10 hrs straight.
Bought some street bananas, ate peanut butter with a spoon.
Today looked at some dollhouses.
Today looked at some playhouses.
Was interviewed by local elementary school the children.
Played the real crazy taxi for 2 hours, listened to ipod.
About to jump on another train to get back into civilization.
Planning on finding a ham the burger when it gets there.
That's real.
so tuesday, the girl and i decide we want to go to watchmen on IMAX for wednesday date night. weds is date night because that's the night Landon goes to his dad's. So i buy the tix on Fandango and we're all set.
so wednesday, we get to the theatre, 5 mins before showtime because dallas traffic sucks, and when i get to the box office, they do not have tix for me. my card doesn't come up, can't find my confirmation number in the email, nothing. i have to buy 2 more tix, the manager gives me the number to fandango to settle the issue. i try to call fandango before the movie starts, they say they can't resolve it, and pass me along to cinemark corporate, who is closed. bah. i go back, watch the movie. we saw about an hour of the film, we were enjoying it. courtney gets a 911 text from her mom and it's about Landon. she goes out quickly and calls.. i get up to see what it was about and when i find her in the lobby she's shaking and crying - oh shit - so i run back into the theatre and stumble all over everybody to get our shit. i don't know what's going on and assuming the worse. what happened was Landon was left at school, his dad didn't pick him up. Court's "in case of emergency call-friend" was reached and he was picked up at 7:45. courtney's pissed and crying and she's trying to get ahold of her ex, who isn't answering. i told her that something probably happened to him (mainly due to the horrible storm, maybe he had gotten into a wreck), so she calls his brother, who tells her that scott is on vacation, left for colorado today! apparently he told her a few weeks ago. but no follow up. wed is always his day with landon, and not even a reminder.
and he called her a dumb fucking cunt on her voice mail. clinch.
anyway, we picked landon up. she was much more traumatized than he was, which is understandable. he's 7.
so THURS, i call fandango again and we figure out that the reason why there were no tix waiting for us on WED is because i bought them for TUESDAY!!! 60 bucks for a third of an IMAX flick. woo!
that is why i'm fucking pissed.
so wednesday, we get to the theatre, 5 mins before showtime because dallas traffic sucks, and when i get to the box office, they do not have tix for me. my card doesn't come up, can't find my confirmation number in the email, nothing. i have to buy 2 more tix, the manager gives me the number to fandango to settle the issue. i try to call fandango before the movie starts, they say they can't resolve it, and pass me along to cinemark corporate, who is closed. bah. i go back, watch the movie. we saw about an hour of the film, we were enjoying it. courtney gets a 911 text from her mom and it's about Landon. she goes out quickly and calls.. i get up to see what it was about and when i find her in the lobby she's shaking and crying - oh shit - so i run back into the theatre and stumble all over everybody to get our shit. i don't know what's going on and assuming the worse. what happened was Landon was left at school, his dad didn't pick him up. Court's "in case of emergency call-friend" was reached and he was picked up at 7:45. courtney's pissed and crying and she's trying to get ahold of her ex, who isn't answering. i told her that something probably happened to him (mainly due to the horrible storm, maybe he had gotten into a wreck), so she calls his brother, who tells her that scott is on vacation, left for colorado today! apparently he told her a few weeks ago. but no follow up. wed is always his day with landon, and not even a reminder.
and he called her a dumb fucking cunt on her voice mail. clinch.
anyway, we picked landon up. she was much more traumatized than he was, which is understandable. he's 7.
so THURS, i call fandango again and we figure out that the reason why there were no tix waiting for us on WED is because i bought them for TUESDAY!!! 60 bucks for a third of an IMAX flick. woo!
that is why i'm fucking pissed.
Strange Dream
friend and i went to a TV on the Radio show, after the show
we are in a 7-11 and the guy behind the counter is one of the
band members. people are buying stuff from him, and he shows
each customer the cover of the rolling stone mag that features
a pic of he and his current girlfriend, who is a gigantic swede.
i say let's get on out of here to my buddy, and on the way out,
i see a black tv on the radio shirt featuring a pick of tom wait's
face inside of a hot pink star. i had to buy it, so i stepped
inside the store, which was actually someone's kitchen area.
the kid comes up to me to take my money.. 11 dollars 95, but i don't
want to give him my 20, so i give him my last three fives...
the kid starts to talk and he has a heavy brooklyn accent and
i tell him he reminds me of the kids in my old neighborhood.
he runs to get me change, but we notice this is taking him
a long time, and we realize it's a ploy.. some kind of set up
for an intervention. an older guy whom we don't know, but seems
to be familiar with us, comes up to the kitchen counter
and asks my friend about his gambling problem. we pull up on
two stools, and then i wake up.
friend and i went to a TV on the Radio show, after the show
we are in a 7-11 and the guy behind the counter is one of the
band members. people are buying stuff from him, and he shows
each customer the cover of the rolling stone mag that features
a pic of he and his current girlfriend, who is a gigantic swede.
i say let's get on out of here to my buddy, and on the way out,
i see a black tv on the radio shirt featuring a pick of tom wait's
face inside of a hot pink star. i had to buy it, so i stepped
inside the store, which was actually someone's kitchen area.
the kid comes up to me to take my money.. 11 dollars 95, but i don't
want to give him my 20, so i give him my last three fives...
the kid starts to talk and he has a heavy brooklyn accent and
i tell him he reminds me of the kids in my old neighborhood.
he runs to get me change, but we notice this is taking him
a long time, and we realize it's a ploy.. some kind of set up
for an intervention. an older guy whom we don't know, but seems
to be familiar with us, comes up to the kitchen counter
and asks my friend about his gambling problem. we pull up on
two stools, and then i wake up.
There is no dana, only zoul.
it has the ability of two chinups to show for it.
it takes trips, it runs errands.
it finds itself walking up the stairs, down the stairs, up the stairs, forgetting what it needed.
it needs water.
it needs id.
it needs things.
it tests substrates for Pb, over and over and over.
it takes a ball, a small orange, rolls it from the hand down to the cuck of the elbow and it pops it.
it catches it.
it does this now.
it wants to befriend all animals. sometimes it wakes with new scratches.
it makes haiku:
kitty kitty pup
kitty kitty kitty pup
puppy puppy-lo'
it ponders.
it looks at tv. twice it decided to change.
it knows the day of the week by the length of the beard. it is saturday.
it reads from a coverless book.
it plans to clean bathrooms.
it walks next to people, it walks near people.
it goes inside restaurants.
it apologizes, not profusely.
it tries to get a full serving of vegetables.
it tries to understand.
it recalls, or it doesn't.
it has short bursts of excitement followed by glee followed by spots followed by breaks.
it doesn't use a cover sheet.
it doesn't snitch.
it gets snacks (the purpose of snacks).
it coagulates.
it feigns topical interest(s).
it likes spicy.
it saunters down georgian drives in the misty moonlight.
it checks the score.
it holds on loosely.
it is starting to think about trying to get motivated.
it is starting to think about living the dream.
it takes trips, it runs errands.
it finds itself walking up the stairs, down the stairs, up the stairs, forgetting what it needed.
it needs water.
it needs id.
it needs things.
it tests substrates for Pb, over and over and over.
it takes a ball, a small orange, rolls it from the hand down to the cuck of the elbow and it pops it.
it catches it.
it does this now.
it wants to befriend all animals. sometimes it wakes with new scratches.
it makes haiku:
kitty kitty pup
kitty kitty kitty pup
puppy puppy-lo'
it ponders.
it looks at tv. twice it decided to change.
it knows the day of the week by the length of the beard. it is saturday.
it reads from a coverless book.
it plans to clean bathrooms.
it walks next to people, it walks near people.
it goes inside restaurants.
it apologizes, not profusely.
it tries to get a full serving of vegetables.
it tries to understand.
it recalls, or it doesn't.
it has short bursts of excitement followed by glee followed by spots followed by breaks.
it doesn't use a cover sheet.
it doesn't snitch.
it gets snacks (the purpose of snacks).
it coagulates.
it feigns topical interest(s).
it likes spicy.
it saunters down georgian drives in the misty moonlight.
it checks the score.
it holds on loosely.
it is starting to think about trying to get motivated.
it is starting to think about living the dream.
1. Grits is made of rice. Little bitty rices.
2. SNL is funny again.
2. SNL is funny again.
Waiting in line for ham
I'm waiting in line for ham
Hi ho the dairy-o
I'm waiting in line for ham
A child behind me asked her mother how many minutes until we are inside to buy ham. The mother said probably about 2 spongebob episodes (in length).
It is glad this ham line is not in china. For then, it would not work so much.
it will wait for ham.
It will wait for ham it will buy the ham.
It will wait for ham it will buy the ham it will put the ham insides it this night.
With it's hands.
I'm waiting in line for ham
Hi ho the dairy-o
I'm waiting in line for ham
A child behind me asked her mother how many minutes until we are inside to buy ham. The mother said probably about 2 spongebob episodes (in length).
It is glad this ham line is not in china. For then, it would not work so much.
it will wait for ham.
It will wait for ham it will buy the ham.
It will wait for ham it will buy the ham it will put the ham insides it this night.
With it's hands.
it came back to america
it is in dallas
it had the lag, jet
it slept it ate it slept it viewed
it did it
now it works at the work
it has the car
it suburbanizes
it waits.
it is in dallas
it had the lag, jet
it slept it ate it slept it viewed
it did it
now it works at the work
it has the car
it suburbanizes
it waits.
the only album I cherish is Neutral Milk Hotel's the aeroplane over the sea.
After that just let me make mix tapes of:
Tom Waits
Jeff Buckley
Steve Earle
Cream/Clapton
Velvet Underground
Backstreet Boys
Journey
Queensryche
Oh, I forgot, Dre's chronic 2001
Ok, so 2 albums and 8 mix tapes and I'm all set
After that just let me make mix tapes of:
Tom Waits
Jeff Buckley
Steve Earle
Cream/Clapton
Velvet Underground
Backstreet Boys
Journey
Queensryche
Oh, I forgot, Dre's chronic 2001
Ok, so 2 albums and 8 mix tapes and I'm all set
They're honking in the streets. Mainly because it's raining, but also mainly because of the obama.
Proud.
Proud.
Man I got a wicked case of heartburn yesterday. Had it all day, then it woke me up at 3 o'clock this morning and couldn't sleep till after 5. It was probably the curry rice I ate for lunch... I eat a lot of spicy these days, probably a lot more than any white should. But my trap usually works really well. I figure a lot of small factors attribute to my recent dilemma. Worries. Between the election and the dallas cowboys, my little worry centre is lighting up! If I were a cat I'd be molting.
Mug. Got a lot on the mind. Coming back to dallas on the 21st, 18 days from now. MORE than ready to get back. Pretty much have the housing sitch settled, but still working on wheels. Same dilemma as last year: don't want to buy, don't want to rent even though it's easier blah blah. Gotta figure out the job situation too, how long am I in US for, what's my job when I get back, when do they want me back in the stink, what do they want me to do when I get back etc.
Blurbering burning swallow hole. Chewing gum produces saliva. Saliva neutralizes stomach acid. Ice cream is only a temporary relief.
Fucking cowboys. One good thing they have right now is the bye week. Rest the fuck up and up them chins. If they can win a few games between now and dec 14, I'll be at texas stadium to help them beat the giants next time. That's right. The girl scored tickets for it's birthday.
But what to do until then?
I gotta start throwing shit out and start packing shit up. Who knows if I'm staying in this city for the next 18 days or where. Gotta cut ties with the small wife(s). Gotta break all the handy girls's hearts.
Not really.
Blabbering.
Today it eats dumplings. It eats banannas. Peanut the butters. It must be 76 years old.
Mug. Got a lot on the mind. Coming back to dallas on the 21st, 18 days from now. MORE than ready to get back. Pretty much have the housing sitch settled, but still working on wheels. Same dilemma as last year: don't want to buy, don't want to rent even though it's easier blah blah. Gotta figure out the job situation too, how long am I in US for, what's my job when I get back, when do they want me back in the stink, what do they want me to do when I get back etc.
Blurbering burning swallow hole. Chewing gum produces saliva. Saliva neutralizes stomach acid. Ice cream is only a temporary relief.
Fucking cowboys. One good thing they have right now is the bye week. Rest the fuck up and up them chins. If they can win a few games between now and dec 14, I'll be at texas stadium to help them beat the giants next time. That's right. The girl scored tickets for it's birthday.
But what to do until then?
I gotta start throwing shit out and start packing shit up. Who knows if I'm staying in this city for the next 18 days or where. Gotta cut ties with the small wife(s). Gotta break all the handy girls's hearts.
Not really.
Blabbering.
Today it eats dumplings. It eats banannas. Peanut the butters. It must be 76 years old.
China gets to me sometimes. The people as a collective, in my eyes, are some of the most ridiculously strange people I have ever encountered. Maybe I'm strange to them. A lot of the shit I see or hear I can just laugh at, but most of it pisses me off. Little bitty things that were funny in the beginning, little inconveniences, are the ones that kill me. Just KILL me.
I think when this is all over I'm going to write a book about elevator, urinal, and standing in line etiquitte. I mean the entire populace has trouble with these things... It has to start somewhere. Maybe one day I can fix it.
I won't go into specifics, but basically I find myself each day yelling at some random asshole for doing assholish things. But are they assholes or just ignorant? Take standing in line for instance: the only time it works in china is when there are ropes and the yellow line... But that can also be a maybe. Otherwise its a free for all, a smash-n-grab. Hotels are the worst. Many times, I've stood at the counter, working with the person behind the desk, when some dude will barrel around me and throw his room key at the desk clerk I'm talking to and just start yamming about his deal. It even happened today! A guy fucking climbed over my suitcase and knocked it over.. And don't get me started about personal space. Lines just don't exist. If you're lucky enough to be in some sort of a line waiting to see the person at the counter, you still have to live with the guy behind you being SO close, you can feel the breath on the back of your neck, and his moaning in your ear. I've learned how to say a lot, but sarcasm doesn't filter thru.
I know I bitch a lot about chinese people on this LJ (LiveJournal). I don't want people thinking I'm a racist. I mean, I do like them, they do have their good qualities.. They're fun to talk to. If I'm at a factory for any given length of time I'll set my laptop up on the line and stream dallas radio so they can listen to american speech. They really take to it.. The last place I was the workers LOVED the trophy nissan commercials. When I would walk into the room, they'd see me and all go:
TROPY TROPHY TROPHY NISSAN!
It really happens. I'm not sure they understand the meaning, but hearing them say trophy trophy trophy nissan and then giggling till they're all pink faced is just so satisfying.. It soothes my soul.
That and all the ticklefights.
But aside from the pleasing qualities, I'm still oft pissed.
There's a public service announcement that was aired for the olympics over here, mainly to get chinese people to appear more friendly to all the foreigners etc.. It's still played a lot and everytime I see it I crack up: it opens showing a guy who's jogging and he sees a piece of trash on the ground.. He first jogs past it, but then doubles back to throw it in a near by can.
Would. Never. Happen.
There's more little bits in the commercial showing acts of consideration, but the funniest part for sure is one where it shows a crowded elevator and a woman is on her cell but then she notices another woman has a baby in her arms, so she cups her hand over her mouth and speaks softer... I would give someone a hundred dollars if I ever witnessed something like that.
Well, now I'm about to get on a plane with a bunch of people I'll never understand. I'm just going to try to blend. I'm going to start off by giving myself a haircut, and follow up by starting the biggest shirtless fashion dance party ever seen on any airplane. And everyone's gonna get touched.
I think when this is all over I'm going to write a book about elevator, urinal, and standing in line etiquitte. I mean the entire populace has trouble with these things... It has to start somewhere. Maybe one day I can fix it.
I won't go into specifics, but basically I find myself each day yelling at some random asshole for doing assholish things. But are they assholes or just ignorant? Take standing in line for instance: the only time it works in china is when there are ropes and the yellow line... But that can also be a maybe. Otherwise its a free for all, a smash-n-grab. Hotels are the worst. Many times, I've stood at the counter, working with the person behind the desk, when some dude will barrel around me and throw his room key at the desk clerk I'm talking to and just start yamming about his deal. It even happened today! A guy fucking climbed over my suitcase and knocked it over.. And don't get me started about personal space. Lines just don't exist. If you're lucky enough to be in some sort of a line waiting to see the person at the counter, you still have to live with the guy behind you being SO close, you can feel the breath on the back of your neck, and his moaning in your ear. I've learned how to say a lot, but sarcasm doesn't filter thru.
I know I bitch a lot about chinese people on this LJ (LiveJournal). I don't want people thinking I'm a racist. I mean, I do like them, they do have their good qualities.. They're fun to talk to. If I'm at a factory for any given length of time I'll set my laptop up on the line and stream dallas radio so they can listen to american speech. They really take to it.. The last place I was the workers LOVED the trophy nissan commercials. When I would walk into the room, they'd see me and all go:
TROPY TROPHY TROPHY NISSAN!
It really happens. I'm not sure they understand the meaning, but hearing them say trophy trophy trophy nissan and then giggling till they're all pink faced is just so satisfying.. It soothes my soul.
That and all the ticklefights.
But aside from the pleasing qualities, I'm still oft pissed.
There's a public service announcement that was aired for the olympics over here, mainly to get chinese people to appear more friendly to all the foreigners etc.. It's still played a lot and everytime I see it I crack up: it opens showing a guy who's jogging and he sees a piece of trash on the ground.. He first jogs past it, but then doubles back to throw it in a near by can.
Would. Never. Happen.
There's more little bits in the commercial showing acts of consideration, but the funniest part for sure is one where it shows a crowded elevator and a woman is on her cell but then she notices another woman has a baby in her arms, so she cups her hand over her mouth and speaks softer... I would give someone a hundred dollars if I ever witnessed something like that.
Well, now I'm about to get on a plane with a bunch of people I'll never understand. I'm just going to try to blend. I'm going to start off by giving myself a haircut, and follow up by starting the biggest shirtless fashion dance party ever seen on any airplane. And everyone's gonna get touched.
I watched a lot of TNG.
It taught me a lot about life.
Without star trek I'd probably have a bigger problem with my wrath issues.
I'd probaby go after the mayor a lot more, that's for sure.
Probably wouldn't be as fashionable as I am now.
Probably wouldn't make it so.
Ever.
Suddenly I'm really sad.
It taught me a lot about life.
Without star trek I'd probably have a bigger problem with my wrath issues.
I'd probaby go after the mayor a lot more, that's for sure.
Probably wouldn't be as fashionable as I am now.
Probably wouldn't make it so.
Ever.
Suddenly I'm really sad.
Worry not, fellow cowboy fans. I have worked the tony romo injury situation out, by way of playing the hell out of madden 09. See I already played this season as the cowboys on my psp. And my team fell a similar fate, in that my tony romo was injured, and I had to rely on backup brad johnson. Though the specific game in which my tony fell vs the real tony is dissimilar, as was the specific injury, I am looking to my madden play as a sign of hope, and now I have no fear.
Because I've been there.
Here's how it went down in madden:
Cowboys vs Redskins (I believe it's week 9) romo goes down in the 3rd quarter on a scramble. Dislocated elbow, out for 7 weeks. In goes brad johnson, who wins the game by 2 points.
Brad plays the rest of the season, losing only once, and that's to the eagles in the final reg season game (granted this is due to me playing chris simms the second half (I didn't draft brooks bollinger in my madden league) and everyone knows simms is worthless).
Anyway, my romo came off injury right in time for the first playoff game, which was at home against new orleans. Since bj had been playing so well, I decided to let him start the game and then put romo in the second half, and the rest of the playoffs (god willing) would be his.
The first series romo plays, he goes down with a fractured sternum, out 11 weeks.
We went on with brad johnson, won our first playoff game since 95, and made it to the superbowl:
Cowboys 103
Patriots 80
It was a shootout, and brad johnson threw more td's than any QB in history. It's true because madden told me.
So don't worry. I'm not worried.
I'm not.
Because I've been there.
Here's how it went down in madden:
Cowboys vs Redskins (I believe it's week 9) romo goes down in the 3rd quarter on a scramble. Dislocated elbow, out for 7 weeks. In goes brad johnson, who wins the game by 2 points.
Brad plays the rest of the season, losing only once, and that's to the eagles in the final reg season game (granted this is due to me playing chris simms the second half (I didn't draft brooks bollinger in my madden league) and everyone knows simms is worthless).
Anyway, my romo came off injury right in time for the first playoff game, which was at home against new orleans. Since bj had been playing so well, I decided to let him start the game and then put romo in the second half, and the rest of the playoffs (god willing) would be his.
The first series romo plays, he goes down with a fractured sternum, out 11 weeks.
We went on with brad johnson, won our first playoff game since 95, and made it to the superbowl:
Cowboys 103
Patriots 80
It was a shootout, and brad johnson threw more td's than any QB in history. It's true because madden told me.
So don't worry. I'm not worried.
I'm not.
So I'm that asshole that spent on a lavish vacation while everyone else is worried about money. Expensive but well worth the it.
Courtney flew out the 4th, I met her in bangkok. Went out to trang the next day, then to koh ngai island for a 4 night uber relaxing lovefest. Low season, so we were one of maybe 3 groups when we got there, by the 3rd morning we were the ONLY guests. Stayed in a bungalo about 40 yards from the water, got used to swimming, relaxing, massages, drinks, foods, and bed at 9, wake up when the rose at 5. The water was clear blue and we took a boat to a couple of islands where the fish would swim all around. There were also beach dogs (and puppies) but I didn't keep any. It was really a great trip. Great because courtney and I haven't seen each other in about 6 months, plus we've both been working our ass off and needed the break. It's nice not to wear shoes for days and days. Stayed at the hilton last night in bangkok and hit the night bazzar. Just dropped her off at the airport for her early flight back to US by way of tokyo, I'm flying back to shenzen this night. Back to the stink, but it's tapering off. I figure about a month more in china and then I'm back (more on this later). Theme for the rest of my time in china is save that money, figure out living and car situation for dallas. Oh and work hard. Next week. Ugh.
Anyway, I took some good pics and will post on the photobucket soon.
You need me.
Courtney flew out the 4th, I met her in bangkok. Went out to trang the next day, then to koh ngai island for a 4 night uber relaxing lovefest. Low season, so we were one of maybe 3 groups when we got there, by the 3rd morning we were the ONLY guests. Stayed in a bungalo about 40 yards from the water, got used to swimming, relaxing, massages, drinks, foods, and bed at 9, wake up when the rose at 5. The water was clear blue and we took a boat to a couple of islands where the fish would swim all around. There were also beach dogs (and puppies) but I didn't keep any. It was really a great trip. Great because courtney and I haven't seen each other in about 6 months, plus we've both been working our ass off and needed the break. It's nice not to wear shoes for days and days. Stayed at the hilton last night in bangkok and hit the night bazzar. Just dropped her off at the airport for her early flight back to US by way of tokyo, I'm flying back to shenzen this night. Back to the stink, but it's tapering off. I figure about a month more in china and then I'm back (more on this later). Theme for the rest of my time in china is save that money, figure out living and car situation for dallas. Oh and work hard. Next week. Ugh.
Anyway, I took some good pics and will post on the photobucket soon.
You need me.