I was playing basketball in Grove Park yesterday and these two guys come up and one says, You want to play for money right now? "No.....I don't want to play for money." Then he asks, "Then do you you want to play for your ball?" I respond, "No.....I don't want to play for my ball." Then the other one asks, "Then you want to play for your shoes and your shirt?" I tell him, "No, I don't want to play for my shoes and my shirt." Then they walk away.

Thanksgiving AM

6:45 Awake

6:51 Telephone Dad

6:59 Register pixs

7:11 AM/PM

7:31 Blazing sun of Moraga Rd.

7:57 Damn Mapquest

8:10 Hit the Course


8:17 I notice my fly is down....I zip it up

8:47 Horshoe Pit/ quaqmiere

9:03 Blown Birdie op on 9

9:18 Halftime

9:30 Hole 1 Again- Awful Anhyzer

9:33 I want to come back during a drought.

10:01 Hole 6 is my favorite



10:17 ought ohhh, a disc golfer....Sink a 25footer....blown ops of 5 and 7

10:23 Departure

10:35 Peet's

The Cusp of Bad Decision

....or dumb, and dumber, and dumberer, and dumbererer, etc.

PS3 Frenzy rocks the nation and casbah. In connecticut a bloke is shot by armed thugs as he leaves the box store with his. In fresno a riot errupts as a dumb ass best buy employee announces to a mob where the line starts. People who look like me camp in tents, fry hot dogs, and drink their beverages from plastic cups as not to draw attention to themselves........all in hopes of scoring, for $600, a 60 gig play tool that hosts a virtual world and playground that is almost as vivid as life itself.

So that's about other people's bad decisions but the cusp belongs to I.

A year and change ago I inherited a broke down PS2, and because I'm silly and stupid enough, I went online and learned how to fix it and I kind of did! For all of those who don't know PS2 comes with a super quirk where the laser table can be manually adjusted so that it can be easily tweaked if the laser allignment is thrown off.....however most people don't know this and when their gamemachine throws a "disc read error" they either send it away to be fixed for $50 or send it to the landfill when all they had to do is void the warranty, open the back and twist the dial.

At first it worked flawlessly....a perfect start everytime. I considered at that point in starting a side venture where I buy up broken PS2's....twist the dial....and resell them real cheap. That would have been dumbererererer.

Over time the laser read kept slipping and needed regular adjustment but a year later this stupid thing hardly starts. It takes a good half hour to get it going if it gets going at all and because I enjoy playing simulated digital football in my spare time I'll sit there and jump through stupid hoops till John Madden tells me, "this is the move that might send your team over the top."

So here I am.

I know now there is something hotter and newer I will most probably be able to replace this sophisticated crack dispenser at a real cheap price.....maybe even $50. Do I dare though? This is a great opportunity to kick the habit....and I'm not talking about nun violence.

So here I am?

BTW- One PS3 just sold on ebay for $9100.......being in line might not be the dumbest decision after all

Quilters Never Win!

....either that or they always win!

The Way of the Ninja

It really isn't funny at all....but I have to say it anyway. This boy disappeared this week after leaving his classroom's halloween party to go to the bathroom. The boy was last seen wearing a ninja coustume....

No...it's true!

I remember a time in high school when I brought my umpteenth test home to get signed by a parent which meant I scored below a 75. Usually I would bring the tests to my mother because she was the test-signing warden but she was sick of seeing my terrible grades. She told me to go see my dad out in the backyard. I brought the test to him and I could tell he was upset because at first he didn't speak....then he asks me bluntly, "so do you want to quit school right now?" He said it in a way that I knew he was serious.....like we would just drive to the high school and sign the papers right there. He went on to say that I was obviously wasting my time, no college would possibly want me as a student and there was only one thing left to do....go join the army.

That was one of those forks in the road I certainly could have traveled. Needless to say I didn't! I did however take his words to heart and began considering the consequences of being a dumb-ass.