I saw this on Rilla's blog, and I thought I'd try it myself.
1. IF SOMEONE SAYS, "IS THIS OKAY," YOU SAY?
Destroids in Danger
2. WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Let it Be
3. WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Dreams be Dreams
4. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Adventure Today
5. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Bored
6. WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Geeks in Love
7. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
The Old Dun Cow
8. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Can't by me Love
9. WHAT IS 2+2?
You're My Best Friend
10. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Ticks & Leeches
11. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Headtrip
12. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
I've Got Some Falling to Do
13. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Sugar
14. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Swing a Cat
15. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Sandy Face
16. WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Wasting Time
17. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Heart Too Hot to Hold
18. WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Running to Stand Still
19. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Take Me to Your Leader
20. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Get Back
21. WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Akta
I had a couple of good ones in there, the wedding dance one made me a little nervous ;)
Friday, February 20, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Whole bunches of stories.
Robs Web Log January 23, 2009
Sorry folks, it’s a long one again.
I’m combining about three blogs worth of stuff into this one because I’m a procrastinator.
It had pretty good trip to Arizona, but I completely underestimated how addicting X-Box Live is. I didn’t do anything I set out to do that week. I wanted to do a bunch of writing for that comic that I was talking about, but all I got done was the most basic of outlines. The rest of my free time (when no one was at home) was playing that damn X-Box. I thought I was bored of the racing game Forza Motorsport 2. I have easily over 300 hours logged on my own system, but all of those were done alone. When you throw other actual people, the challenge becomes much more intense. The main problem though is that Jason doesn’t play at all, so I had to play quite a bit of single player so I could buy and upgrade a handful of cars for specific races. But after that, I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I have found that I prefer to play in the morning because the people from Great Britain are still up and playing. It is so much more entertaining to play those people. They’re all extremely polite and they all have a high level of skill. Americans however do nothing except bitch and complain. If you go off line and nudge them they call you dirty names, and when they smash into me and I say sarcastically “thanks,” they tell me to quit bitching… then call me a homosexual racist is less than cordial vocabulary. I didn’t only play Forza though. There’s another great game that Jason has that I do not own and that is “Left 4 Dead.” That game is basically surviving the Zombie Apocalypse. You can play this game single player, but it is not designed for that. The game was made so 4 different people would play at the same time cooperatively. I didn’t think I would like it all that much because I am terrible at FPS’s (First Person Shooters), but it’s one of the few games that Jason and I could play at the same time. After playing a few rounds I was pretty well hooked on it. It’s a very simple game. It has about 45-50 seconds of fun that repeats itself over and over. Surprisingly though it doesn’t get boring. Since there are 4 people playing at the same time, we’re always watching each others backs, and when something goes wrong for one person, it can go sharply down hill for everyone else. When you get really low on health you fall to the ground and can’t walk or use your main weapon (Assault Rifle, Shotgun, or Sniper Rifle); you can only use your pistol. You have to just lay there and wait for one of your teammates to help you up. You also have to keep checking on your teammate’s health and patch them up if they need it. If even one of the team dies, the game becomes terribly hard to beat. It really pays to play together in that game.
When everyone is home however, I don’t play too many games (maybe a little with Jason). We would play with Adrina, go out to dinner, or watch movies. Shannon introduced me to a great series of movies call “The Thin Man.” They’re old black and white detective movies from the 1930’s. I’ve watched this type of movie in the past and I haven’t liked them. These however are comedy “who-dun-it” mysteries instead of dramatic movies. The main character, Nick Charles, is a perpetual drunk who makes friends with all the people he’s put in the slammer. He gets along with the rabble of the world; his wife on the other hand is very high class, but not condescending. She loves Nick and only wants to watch him do his detective thing. The dialog in these movies is very fluid and natural without the normal dramatic flare and pauses of movies from this time period. I only had the chance to watch two of them, but the second one had something interesting, Jimmy Stewart was in it, and this was before he became famous because the credits listed him as “James”. On second thought, that’s really not all that interesting, but it tickled something in my brain to remember it.
Jason and did a few other activities as well. We went to that Hockey game I spoke of in my last entry, and it was one hell of a good time even though Arizona just spanked Detroit. The final score was 6-3! The first two periods (I still have to remember that they’re not called quarters) were actually very intense. Every time Arizona scored a goal, Detroit would immediately respond with one of their own, even taking the lead at one point I believe. However, the Red Wings completely lost it in the third period. They lost another goal, then another. With only five minutes left in the period, the Coyote’s took a penalty and gave Detroit a power play. Detroit then decided to pull their goalie so they could have another man in, but Arizona got control of the puck immediately and with Detroit without their goalie, made their 6th goal. I had to endure some serious jibing from Jason for that.
The other activities we did were fun, but fairly uninteresting. We did some bowling (I won both games and almost beat my all time record with a score of 169). The night before I had to drive home, we went to a game group that Jason is a member of. That was a fun little group of people who every other week meets up and just plays different board games. Most of the games were ones that I have never heard of… European stuff mostly. Still it was a good time.
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My trip back wasn’t as fun as the trip up. I just listened to the fourth Harry Potter book on CD the whole time. However there was one incident that rather surreal. It was during my second pit stop, when I finally hit Bakersfield. It was about 2PM, so I decided to stop in a Denny’s and have myself a burger. The Church crowd was all there, so it took a while before I was seated. After I was seated and got my food, I was enjoying my burger when out of the freaking blue this guy looks down at me and proclaims in a loud voice, “In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost, I rebuke you!” I sit there dumbfounded for a few seconds before asking simply, “Why?” Without any hesitation he says, “Because of your blasphemous shirt.” I should explain at this point that I was wearing a shirt from one of my favorite web-comics, Dr. McNinja (check it out sometime www.drmcninja.com). Everyone, I assume, knows the saying “WWJD” (What Would Jesus Do), but Dr. McNinja’s role model is batman, so my shirt said “WW [batman symbol] D.” So I look down at it, then back up at him and ask, “Would you like to sit down and discuss it with me?” To my amazement he did just that! I started the conversation with, “Please don’t take this too harshly, but I don’t think you’re being very Christ-like in your behavior.”
“How do you mean?” he asks. I’m at this point getting kind of impressed by this guy. He seems like he could actually be intelligent enough to have a theological discussion with someone not of his faith without boiling down to shouting.
I answer him, “Christ always seemed to be a lot more loving and forgiving. After all he’s the one that said ‘He who is without sin, cast the first stone.”
He shot back with, “Well, it was Jesus that overturned the money lenders tables at the temple.”
I couldn’t resist being a little bit of a jack-ass at this point and said, “So, Denny’s is Holy Ground?”
“Of course not, but it still doesn’t give you the right to parade around in a shirt that says that Batman is a more important person than Jesus is,” he says to me.
“That argument would hold true if I were at your church,” I reply, “but we’re out in public, I have the right to wear what I want. Besides, you don’t even know that this is just a novelty shirt that came from a Web-Comic and that no-one on the planet should take it seriously. At this point I’m compelled to remind you, ‘Judge not lest ye be judged.’”
At this point, he kind of looks at me funny and changes his tone back to the one he started out with.
“I have nothing to worry about, go ahead and judge me; I’m not the one wearing a blasphemous shirt.”
I sigh a little bit because I knew at this point that the conversation was pretty much at an end and was just going to start going in circles. Nothing good ever comes of that so I start eating again and say, “I see that you’re as thick skulled as I am, you may leave.” He simply got up at that point and left. That was the third time he surprised me, I thought he’d keep at it. Anyway, he’s actually been in my thoughts for these few weeks now. I wonder if I had the same impact on him as he had on me. He didn’t change my life in any way, if anything he just showed me how comfortable I am with myself, but I wonder if I left an impression on him… like, does he have a blog where he writes about this crazy Satanist who knows the bible. My goodness I would laugh my ass off if I found that.
After that whole ordeal, I only had about four hours driving left which passed uneventfully if a bit damp. I got home, kissed Rebecca and played with my dog before passing out.
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Here’s a completely different story that happened the weekend after I got back from Arizona about Rebecca’s ring. It all started before the Holidays. We took the rings into the Fred Meyers store where we bought them because we have to have them inspected and cleaned every 6 months or the warranty on the diamonds becomes void. Well, we took the ring there, and they said they couldn’t sign off on the ring because the prongs that hold up the main diamond were slightly bent. So we had to pay to get them fixed, the warranty for the gold had expired by this point. Anyway, we pay for the prongs, and hand them her ring for a bit. We pick the ring back up the next weekend and we saw that they had made a fairly large mistake. After they fixed the prongs, they re-dipped the ring in gold and polished the whole thing. The problem with this is that only half of the ring is supposed to be polished, the other half is supposed to have a brushed, or satin, finish. They let Rebecca keep the ring until after the Holidays when they would fix the problem at no charge. So, we take the rings back to them and since they hadn’t touched the wedding band, they asked to keep that as well to use as a template to be able to tell which areas have the satin finish, and which areas are polished. So Rebecca dropped them off and was told to pick them up the next weekend. When she picked them up, it was nightmare city. It looked like they simply took an angle grinder to it. It was rough to the touch too! You could have filed your finger nails on it. The absolute worse part of it was that they did the exact same thing to the wedding band too! My guess was that some new guy was given her engagement ring to fix, and when he botched it, he did the same thing to the wedding band and just hoped that no one would notice! So Rebecca was by herself when she picked them up and she saw it and told the lady at the counter that it was wrong. Rebecca had my wedding band still and showed the lady at the counter what it was supposed to look like. The lady at the counter made the excuse that my ring was directly from the manufacture and their jewelers couldn’t replicate it, but if Rebecca wanted to, she would have their jewelers do the same thing to my ring at no additional cost. Needless to say, Rebecca did not take her on that offer, but she really didn’t know what to do so she just came home. When she just told me what the problem was, I was just thinking that it was Rebecca over reacting again, but then I saw it and became un-glued. I honestly think I could have done the same quality of work, but then, I’m a Fire Sprinkler designer, not a jeweler. I decided to take Rebecca and the rings back to Fred Meyers the next day. Luckily, the Lady that helped Rebecca was not there. When I explained the situation to one of the other attendants, and showed her the ring, she agreed with me that it was unacceptable. They then asked me if they could keep my wedding band so they could use that as a template for the way the brushing was supposed to look. I told them that I wasn’t very keen on that idea because of they had done to Rebecca’s wedding band. To my relief they understood that and took one of their stock rings that had very similar brushing to use as a template and let me keep mine. They told us to return the next weekend. When we picked them up the next weekend it was almost perfect. The brushing looked just a little rough, but then I took a closer look at my ring and noticed that even it looked a little rough. We figured that the rings would rub smooth within a week or so, and it had. Rebecca never complains about it, and she can be a little anally retentive about such things. If it had bothered her after this, I would have taken it to a different jeweler, but she seems happy with it, so I’m going to let it lie.
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Here is yet another completely unrelated story. So, since Rebecca and I are going to be getting married this October, I’ve been looking at all my belongings and deciding what can go. I came to my Bass Guitar and amp and through that I never play it, like at all, and it could probably sell for a hundred bucks. So while at work, I was checking the price on Guitars on Craig’s List to see what I could get for it. After I found my answer, I also looked up Ferrari Memorabilia just for the hell of it. After Michael Schumacher retired in 2006, I’ve been quasi looking for some of his stuff. I don’t think anyone will be able to match his 7 world championships in my lifetime. Anyway, right after he retired I checked on the price of his signature, and it added 350 Euros to whatever the object was. Well, that put me right off, I’m not about to spend 400 bucks on a hat with his signature on it. Well, on Craig’s List, there was his 6th World Championship hat, signed, along with his 1:18 scale model car… all for 30 bucks. Even though I’m saving up for a wedding, I couldn’t pass it up. I haven’t been this proud of a purchase for a very long time. Here are some pictures of it! Woot!
I was just a tad disappointed on the model though. Michael Schumacher won his 6th world championship in 2003, but the model is his 2002 car. That’s just a minor thing though when I think about it. Only people who are obsess about Formula 1 would notice it, unless they flipped the car upside down. However, I do love how much detail went into that model!
When I called the guy who was selling them, he and I chatted for almost an hour because there are almost zero F1 fans in America. Because of that he said he’d also throw in a smaller model of Nikki Lauda’s 1975 F1 car. Super Awesome!
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Anyway, that’s all the really cool stories that I have from the past three weeks… hopefully it took you less than three weeks to read all this fairly pointless (unless you’re me) stuff.
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That was a good question Mark, I have no idea which jersey Cameron was wearing without watching it again or using Google.
So I asked Rebecca for a movie quote for this one and she said, “Uhhh… Jillowatts!” Sometimes, she's just too adorable.
Here's my quote, "This turtle food has more moths than flies..."
Sorry folks, it’s a long one again.
I’m combining about three blogs worth of stuff into this one because I’m a procrastinator.
It had pretty good trip to Arizona, but I completely underestimated how addicting X-Box Live is. I didn’t do anything I set out to do that week. I wanted to do a bunch of writing for that comic that I was talking about, but all I got done was the most basic of outlines. The rest of my free time (when no one was at home) was playing that damn X-Box. I thought I was bored of the racing game Forza Motorsport 2. I have easily over 300 hours logged on my own system, but all of those were done alone. When you throw other actual people, the challenge becomes much more intense. The main problem though is that Jason doesn’t play at all, so I had to play quite a bit of single player so I could buy and upgrade a handful of cars for specific races. But after that, I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I have found that I prefer to play in the morning because the people from Great Britain are still up and playing. It is so much more entertaining to play those people. They’re all extremely polite and they all have a high level of skill. Americans however do nothing except bitch and complain. If you go off line and nudge them they call you dirty names, and when they smash into me and I say sarcastically “thanks,” they tell me to quit bitching… then call me a homosexual racist is less than cordial vocabulary. I didn’t only play Forza though. There’s another great game that Jason has that I do not own and that is “Left 4 Dead.” That game is basically surviving the Zombie Apocalypse. You can play this game single player, but it is not designed for that. The game was made so 4 different people would play at the same time cooperatively. I didn’t think I would like it all that much because I am terrible at FPS’s (First Person Shooters), but it’s one of the few games that Jason and I could play at the same time. After playing a few rounds I was pretty well hooked on it. It’s a very simple game. It has about 45-50 seconds of fun that repeats itself over and over. Surprisingly though it doesn’t get boring. Since there are 4 people playing at the same time, we’re always watching each others backs, and when something goes wrong for one person, it can go sharply down hill for everyone else. When you get really low on health you fall to the ground and can’t walk or use your main weapon (Assault Rifle, Shotgun, or Sniper Rifle); you can only use your pistol. You have to just lay there and wait for one of your teammates to help you up. You also have to keep checking on your teammate’s health and patch them up if they need it. If even one of the team dies, the game becomes terribly hard to beat. It really pays to play together in that game.
When everyone is home however, I don’t play too many games (maybe a little with Jason). We would play with Adrina, go out to dinner, or watch movies. Shannon introduced me to a great series of movies call “The Thin Man.” They’re old black and white detective movies from the 1930’s. I’ve watched this type of movie in the past and I haven’t liked them. These however are comedy “who-dun-it” mysteries instead of dramatic movies. The main character, Nick Charles, is a perpetual drunk who makes friends with all the people he’s put in the slammer. He gets along with the rabble of the world; his wife on the other hand is very high class, but not condescending. She loves Nick and only wants to watch him do his detective thing. The dialog in these movies is very fluid and natural without the normal dramatic flare and pauses of movies from this time period. I only had the chance to watch two of them, but the second one had something interesting, Jimmy Stewart was in it, and this was before he became famous because the credits listed him as “James”. On second thought, that’s really not all that interesting, but it tickled something in my brain to remember it.
Jason and did a few other activities as well. We went to that Hockey game I spoke of in my last entry, and it was one hell of a good time even though Arizona just spanked Detroit. The final score was 6-3! The first two periods (I still have to remember that they’re not called quarters) were actually very intense. Every time Arizona scored a goal, Detroit would immediately respond with one of their own, even taking the lead at one point I believe. However, the Red Wings completely lost it in the third period. They lost another goal, then another. With only five minutes left in the period, the Coyote’s took a penalty and gave Detroit a power play. Detroit then decided to pull their goalie so they could have another man in, but Arizona got control of the puck immediately and with Detroit without their goalie, made their 6th goal. I had to endure some serious jibing from Jason for that.
The other activities we did were fun, but fairly uninteresting. We did some bowling (I won both games and almost beat my all time record with a score of 169). The night before I had to drive home, we went to a game group that Jason is a member of. That was a fun little group of people who every other week meets up and just plays different board games. Most of the games were ones that I have never heard of… European stuff mostly. Still it was a good time.
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My trip back wasn’t as fun as the trip up. I just listened to the fourth Harry Potter book on CD the whole time. However there was one incident that rather surreal. It was during my second pit stop, when I finally hit Bakersfield. It was about 2PM, so I decided to stop in a Denny’s and have myself a burger. The Church crowd was all there, so it took a while before I was seated. After I was seated and got my food, I was enjoying my burger when out of the freaking blue this guy looks down at me and proclaims in a loud voice, “In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost, I rebuke you!” I sit there dumbfounded for a few seconds before asking simply, “Why?” Without any hesitation he says, “Because of your blasphemous shirt.” I should explain at this point that I was wearing a shirt from one of my favorite web-comics, Dr. McNinja (check it out sometime www.drmcninja.com). Everyone, I assume, knows the saying “WWJD” (What Would Jesus Do), but Dr. McNinja’s role model is batman, so my shirt said “WW [batman symbol] D.” So I look down at it, then back up at him and ask, “Would you like to sit down and discuss it with me?” To my amazement he did just that! I started the conversation with, “Please don’t take this too harshly, but I don’t think you’re being very Christ-like in your behavior.”
“How do you mean?” he asks. I’m at this point getting kind of impressed by this guy. He seems like he could actually be intelligent enough to have a theological discussion with someone not of his faith without boiling down to shouting.
I answer him, “Christ always seemed to be a lot more loving and forgiving. After all he’s the one that said ‘He who is without sin, cast the first stone.”
He shot back with, “Well, it was Jesus that overturned the money lenders tables at the temple.”
I couldn’t resist being a little bit of a jack-ass at this point and said, “So, Denny’s is Holy Ground?”
“Of course not, but it still doesn’t give you the right to parade around in a shirt that says that Batman is a more important person than Jesus is,” he says to me.
“That argument would hold true if I were at your church,” I reply, “but we’re out in public, I have the right to wear what I want. Besides, you don’t even know that this is just a novelty shirt that came from a Web-Comic and that no-one on the planet should take it seriously. At this point I’m compelled to remind you, ‘Judge not lest ye be judged.’”
At this point, he kind of looks at me funny and changes his tone back to the one he started out with.
“I have nothing to worry about, go ahead and judge me; I’m not the one wearing a blasphemous shirt.”
I sigh a little bit because I knew at this point that the conversation was pretty much at an end and was just going to start going in circles. Nothing good ever comes of that so I start eating again and say, “I see that you’re as thick skulled as I am, you may leave.” He simply got up at that point and left. That was the third time he surprised me, I thought he’d keep at it. Anyway, he’s actually been in my thoughts for these few weeks now. I wonder if I had the same impact on him as he had on me. He didn’t change my life in any way, if anything he just showed me how comfortable I am with myself, but I wonder if I left an impression on him… like, does he have a blog where he writes about this crazy Satanist who knows the bible. My goodness I would laugh my ass off if I found that.
After that whole ordeal, I only had about four hours driving left which passed uneventfully if a bit damp. I got home, kissed Rebecca and played with my dog before passing out.
=======================================================
Here’s a completely different story that happened the weekend after I got back from Arizona about Rebecca’s ring. It all started before the Holidays. We took the rings into the Fred Meyers store where we bought them because we have to have them inspected and cleaned every 6 months or the warranty on the diamonds becomes void. Well, we took the ring there, and they said they couldn’t sign off on the ring because the prongs that hold up the main diamond were slightly bent. So we had to pay to get them fixed, the warranty for the gold had expired by this point. Anyway, we pay for the prongs, and hand them her ring for a bit. We pick the ring back up the next weekend and we saw that they had made a fairly large mistake. After they fixed the prongs, they re-dipped the ring in gold and polished the whole thing. The problem with this is that only half of the ring is supposed to be polished, the other half is supposed to have a brushed, or satin, finish. They let Rebecca keep the ring until after the Holidays when they would fix the problem at no charge. So, we take the rings back to them and since they hadn’t touched the wedding band, they asked to keep that as well to use as a template to be able to tell which areas have the satin finish, and which areas are polished. So Rebecca dropped them off and was told to pick them up the next weekend. When she picked them up, it was nightmare city. It looked like they simply took an angle grinder to it. It was rough to the touch too! You could have filed your finger nails on it. The absolute worse part of it was that they did the exact same thing to the wedding band too! My guess was that some new guy was given her engagement ring to fix, and when he botched it, he did the same thing to the wedding band and just hoped that no one would notice! So Rebecca was by herself when she picked them up and she saw it and told the lady at the counter that it was wrong. Rebecca had my wedding band still and showed the lady at the counter what it was supposed to look like. The lady at the counter made the excuse that my ring was directly from the manufacture and their jewelers couldn’t replicate it, but if Rebecca wanted to, she would have their jewelers do the same thing to my ring at no additional cost. Needless to say, Rebecca did not take her on that offer, but she really didn’t know what to do so she just came home. When she just told me what the problem was, I was just thinking that it was Rebecca over reacting again, but then I saw it and became un-glued. I honestly think I could have done the same quality of work, but then, I’m a Fire Sprinkler designer, not a jeweler. I decided to take Rebecca and the rings back to Fred Meyers the next day. Luckily, the Lady that helped Rebecca was not there. When I explained the situation to one of the other attendants, and showed her the ring, she agreed with me that it was unacceptable. They then asked me if they could keep my wedding band so they could use that as a template for the way the brushing was supposed to look. I told them that I wasn’t very keen on that idea because of they had done to Rebecca’s wedding band. To my relief they understood that and took one of their stock rings that had very similar brushing to use as a template and let me keep mine. They told us to return the next weekend. When we picked them up the next weekend it was almost perfect. The brushing looked just a little rough, but then I took a closer look at my ring and noticed that even it looked a little rough. We figured that the rings would rub smooth within a week or so, and it had. Rebecca never complains about it, and she can be a little anally retentive about such things. If it had bothered her after this, I would have taken it to a different jeweler, but she seems happy with it, so I’m going to let it lie.
=======================================================
Here is yet another completely unrelated story. So, since Rebecca and I are going to be getting married this October, I’ve been looking at all my belongings and deciding what can go. I came to my Bass Guitar and amp and through that I never play it, like at all, and it could probably sell for a hundred bucks. So while at work, I was checking the price on Guitars on Craig’s List to see what I could get for it. After I found my answer, I also looked up Ferrari Memorabilia just for the hell of it. After Michael Schumacher retired in 2006, I’ve been quasi looking for some of his stuff. I don’t think anyone will be able to match his 7 world championships in my lifetime. Anyway, right after he retired I checked on the price of his signature, and it added 350 Euros to whatever the object was. Well, that put me right off, I’m not about to spend 400 bucks on a hat with his signature on it. Well, on Craig’s List, there was his 6th World Championship hat, signed, along with his 1:18 scale model car… all for 30 bucks. Even though I’m saving up for a wedding, I couldn’t pass it up. I haven’t been this proud of a purchase for a very long time. Here are some pictures of it! Woot!
I was just a tad disappointed on the model though. Michael Schumacher won his 6th world championship in 2003, but the model is his 2002 car. That’s just a minor thing though when I think about it. Only people who are obsess about Formula 1 would notice it, unless they flipped the car upside down. However, I do love how much detail went into that model!
When I called the guy who was selling them, he and I chatted for almost an hour because there are almost zero F1 fans in America. Because of that he said he’d also throw in a smaller model of Nikki Lauda’s 1975 F1 car. Super Awesome!
=======================================================
Anyway, that’s all the really cool stories that I have from the past three weeks… hopefully it took you less than three weeks to read all this fairly pointless (unless you’re me) stuff.
=======================================================
That was a good question Mark, I have no idea which jersey Cameron was wearing without watching it again or using Google.
So I asked Rebecca for a movie quote for this one and she said, “Uhhh… Jillowatts!” Sometimes, she's just too adorable.
Here's my quote, "This turtle food has more moths than flies..."
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