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Formula1 GP Tickets Refunded AND New Ones for Next Year's Race

This just might be a darn good day! Except I got to work late. Minor Suckage.

Can't go too long without the drama you all love to read, so here we go:

I learned today that it is quite possible that it wasn't expected that I would be residing in this room that I currently occupy. And, I was pleasantly reminded why it is I enjoy people better from a great distance.

In a correspondence forwarded earlier today, the owners of said dilapidated homestead are curious as to my departure date. Even though it was made clear I would be here well into August. They need me to be removed as to fix the molded cellulose and faulty piping that is the bathroom I currently pay to use - but can't. Forget that I suffered my 1st week of allergy induced pneumonia from the moldiness. Apprarently this house was 'shown' yesterday to prospective renters...again interesting as I wasn't informed. Kinda like when I came home the other day and there was no running water. Ever heard of post-it notes? These are the same people that find their stove, which takes 20 years to boil water, something quaint and antique. There was concern for the 'smell of cat poo' in my room... to which i laugh. Having learned from Vi years ago living in a small room with him, I clean the box twice daily... the smell she so gracious decribed as awful comes from her preciously antiqued moldy bathroom and resident Febreeze fighting odors in the carpet. Had they finished the bathroom work over a year ago when it was originally a problem, this post would not exist.

A good friend of mine uses a word I never thought I'd find myself wanting to use. But as he would say, this situtation's jewish... and I'm being jewed. No matter, I have me a solution and the goodness that karma.

Chris' Bday is tomorrow, and this weekend I got to surprise him with all kinds of Austiny-goodness (and presents)! A short run down of the weekend that took me a month to plan:

• thursday - pick up from the airport and a picnic dinner with sandwiches from the San Fransisco Bakery and Cafe; surprise: chocolate 308 from Dr. Chocolate
  
• friday - his 1st visit to a Porsche Dealership for a test drive and porshe parts; surprise: killer sweet rotor keychain. sushi for lunch at Mikado. canoe-ing on the river. dinner at madam mam's, dessert at Dolce Vita.
• saturday - lunch at kerbey lane and shopping at Barton Springs, trip to ToyJoy, Mt. Bonnell, dinner at Threadgills, Madagascar the movie, dessert at Dolce Vita; surprise: sunglasses and clothes.
  
• sunday - lunch at thai noodle house, lazy afternoon and bubble tea (didn't go over to well), drive down 2222 and lime creek road, dinner at county line; surprise: dessert at Mozart's
  
• monday - early morning drive to the airport on my way to work :-)

*Happy Birthday, Chris!*

As part of his B-Day present, Chris got a ticket to A-town today! I got all kinds of 'surprises' for him from the hour he arrives to when he leaves!! *giddy giddy*. Why am I telling you guys? Because I'm taking a break from this death-by-Excel project I'm working on.

So the Prez of FIA has asked that Michelin compensate the fans for the boo-boo on Sunday.
He says it's his personal view that Michelin and IMS should

announce that the US Grand Prix will take place at Indianapolis in 2006 and that anyone who had a ticket this year would be entitled to the same ticket free-of-charge next year.

I could use an excuse to go again next year :-D
In other news: Videos of the Porsche SuperCup and the F1 Race are posted

Because everyone keeps asking, here's a picture of us. He's a hottie isn't he?

Chris and I left after work on Thursday and met up with Pete and Dane for the 20+ hour drive to Indianapolis to watch the Formula 1 Grand Prix. The drive wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Even though it was 2o some odd hours, it never came close to the pain of driving to Buttocks, Tx. We stayed at my friend's apartment downtown only 4 miles from the track - on the downside, Dane's car got broken into. The Porsche Supercup and the Qualifying runs were awesome to see in person! I only wish we got to watch a real GP race - with all the cars.

The race on Sunday was a sad affair. 14 of the 20 cars pulled into their garage after the parade lap and only 6 cars ran the race. New rules and bad tires were to blame for the horrible race. There's an article on the Formula 1 Site that has the story.

Edit: So my roomie pointed me to an espn article where the columnist compares F1 to Nascar. That's like comparing Soccer to Football. Worldwide versus American... Hmm. It had something about if what happened in Indy happened at a Nascar race, people would riot. Well, duh. These are the same people that watch for the wrecks, drink cheap watered down beer, rip the sleeves off their t-shirts, and can only afford the front half of a haircut. That guy should take a hint when the rest of the world doesn't want to play along with your silly make-only-left-turn-ways. As the t-shirt says, Life's too short to go in circles.

And since we were right there, we walked around Downtown Indianapolis... streets were littered with Ferrari's Friday night, but I didn't bring my camera. No worries though, by the time we left on Sunday, I was Ferrari'd out. :-) Didn't believe that was possible. Chris got me a Ferrari checkered flag for a souvenir and he got himself a Porsche Supercup car - goodstuffs!

A couple of months ago, I was blessed with the goodness that is the Vin Diesel random fact generator. I check it once in a while for procrastination purposes...My favorite to date incorporates two of my favorite things: Ikea and the word(s) non-descript:

Vin Diesel designs and crafts every individual piece of Ikea furniture himself in a non-descript shack located somewhere in Izmir, Turkey.

...I want to IKEAfy my office...

I need to update the list of bloggies that I read so that the rest of you can share in the everyday procrastination that I partake of every now and again. When I get it updated, you will be able to browse through posts like this one... and become exposed to things like this which will leave you wondering what exactly is wrong with japanese construction companies. Plus you get to see my comments on the latest fashion craze.

Random and just slightly evil is this fashion craze that I was so horridly introduced to: ganguro and its Xtreme version: yamanba. Wow. Google yourself some photos, I dare not post links here.

Evil is Wells Fargo. They have pissed me off for the last time. And yes it took them 3 tries for me to finally vow to slice each and everyone of their individual and collective balls and move to a real bank that doesn't involve a western motif. That's right Fargo.

On the more happier note that is a Tuesday evening: Chris impresses me everyday. Everyday he surprises me with a little something he says or does. He's definitely proof that the niceguys are way better than the badboys. He has enough badboy in him to make me giggle, but not enough to make him a fixer upper. God knows I don't need anymore of those. So why couldn't I have found him earlier? Apparently God had Wells Fargo running the business Upstairs and my order got lost.

The ultimate in crazy stalker action: the satellite feature of maps.google.com. It's been around, for a while, but have you tried to find your car with it? There's his car and my car at my apartment complex probably around the time we were in Detroit. Doin a little digging, I found keyhole. Yet another cool Google tool! This is where all the satellite pictures come from. You can acutally pay to see hi-res versions of the outerspace snapshots of your neighborhood. Probably pretty helpful for those who navigate with the use of landmarks as opposed street signs.

Downtown Philly was fun, where else can you take a picture with good ole' honest Abe! Totally made up for the crazy long 4 hour delay yesterday. I had no idea Philly could be as humid as Houston, but it was... if not worse... because I wasn't expecting it. There are more pictures from my walk around Philadelphia here.

Dinner w/ the DJJammies reminded me that we should never forget the Goodness that is The Box.

Ever find yourself in Austin then you gotta try Threadgills. There's two of them in town, the North one's the original. On Thursdays, Chicken dumplin's is the special and you get 2nd helpings of both the dumplin's and the sides! Very kick ass. So dinner t'nite was with the xFruit Crew. Goodstuffs. Very good stuffs. Live music was a Lubbock band. Amazing how I can go to a very Austiny place - in Austin - and still be within earshot of Buttocks.

Aaaah children. Some people's children. Or perhaps I'm out of touch with the modern day female. In the past few days, I was 'greeted', if you will, by these... women... with words and tones I know none of you who know me would ever use to my face. For example, the word 'bitch' was used twice in a condescending manner, and more recently with a coversation begining with 'how do you say your damn name'. Honestly, it's not as damned as her soul will forever be from this point on. Sure, it was all said in jest. But what kind of mother whore would raise their child to speak in such a manner to other people? No really! Who?

I've let it go, but I admit, I find it humorous.

Sam posted this funny clip as a reply to my comment about these rich Nigerians who want me to siphon blood money out of their dead grandfathers offshore account and split it later with their brother who happens to be in a coma at some French hospital. And ofcourse I want to help them. Because that's what they tought me in all those as-seen-on-tv HowToMakeMoney videos.

At the Alamo Drafthouse, Return of the Sith, I did see. And with company who drank a bucket of beer, I had to endure, sadly. Alfredo pizza, made up for, it did. And Mr. Reeees, like Yoda he looks, with wrinkles and cane, but not green, that I know of. Painfully whiny and simplistic, the characters' dialogue was. Padame's wifey-ness, unimpressive and annoying, I thought.

Total volume of music files on my computer:
Seeing as how I lost *everything* which was stored soley on my mp3 player, I'm down from 20GB to 824MB.

The last CD I bought was:
“Treasures of the Incas" by Andean Fusion. I had heard them out at the Riverwalk in San Antonio.

Song playing right now:
“Eternal Flame” by Atomic Kitten

Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me:

“Love Me Do” by The Beatles
“Leavin Las Vegas” by Sheryl Crow
“Like a Prayer” by Madonna
“Can't Help Falling in Love” by U2
“Greenfields” by The Brothers Four

Five people to whom I’m passing the baton:
SambaMike
Sam
J&A in H-Town
RobynRhyann
LeRoomie: Josh

LittleOne sleepeths

because I'm thinking. Ever wanted to ask that someone that one question that weighs on your mind - but you're afraid to, because you're not sure if you want to know the answer? Yeah. So I asked that question. And the answer I got: "Yeah. No. Maybe. I don't know." Didn't make me feel anybetter. *sigh*

Had a half day yesterday and decided to visit the folkettes at the Froot Cube Farm in North Austin. Saw quite a few people that I knew when I was among the cube dwelling. Made my way around to see people that started with me, people who made cube dwelling bearable, and even my x. Ran into people I didn't think I'd see again, and people who put on some serious facial hair. And ofcourse I speak of Jack - as his friends call him. Jack's moved up to a nice looking crate there at the cube farm. A comfy one, too it seems like. He came by later on to take me to meet up with a couple other cool friends and we had sushi at Origami, a nice Sushi bar in/near the Pfloogerville/RoundRock area.

One thing to note: when really neat people sit next to you, and offer you rice wine, graciously accept. They're nice people and will probably send more interesting things your way. When they offer you a piece of Spicy Salmon, however... Say no. The Spicy is not spicy as you know it. Oh No. The spicy, if offered, will most likely come from a bottle locked back behind the counter with it's very own Warning tag. In Yellow. Laminated with some serious multi-ply plastic composite which protects it from the liquid inside. This is the spicy in the spicy salmon. And to conclude, I now I have a jinormous hole in my gut.

So, seein the Frootlettes was fun, sushi was good, the company was the best. And now it's 2 pm and I should get off my ass and do something productive.

Chris's baby.

I'm finally moved into my little space for the summer and doing another tour here. They got me working out at a powerplant in Bastop County. Nice country out there. The morning drive is awesome with some great scenery, even for 6am. It's hard getting to sleep around 11pm and getting up at 5. Throws off my whole sleep-by-3:30am routine. And there's no way I can survive at work on the usual 3 hours of sleep!

The SAE competition as fun. I've posted my pictures. For that as well as my sisters graduation. And the autox in Dalhart.

I've been spending a lot of the free time and the past long weekend catching up on sleep from the semester and paying all the fun bills that need to be paid becuase I've conviently forgotten about them until now.. Yeah. Fun.

The my pre-nini-time is spent talking to my hottie who's spending his summer up in Amarillo with his family. :-) That's good stuff right there! I get to see him again in a few weeks when we go to Indianpolis for the F1 US GrandPrix!!

And it's about that time again. Me needing sleep. I'll be more on the ball with this bloggy blog now that I'm settled. Ooo, and before I forget, I have a *baton* to post... that'll come soon.