I tried to find a better clip with moving pictures but the best I could find was just the song:
But this is very reminiscent for me. This was one of my favorite bands back in the day and this is one of their great songs. I stumbled on an article somewhere about them and I instantly remembered my like for this band so I had to find their music again. So here's a taste. I hope you enjoy.
Monday, December 31, 2007
I like Christmas
I just yawned and my eyes watered. It always happens every time I yawn and this time I wandered if that happens to everyone. Hmm. So there's a bunch that happens but where to start or do I even want to write about everything in my head or what do I want to share. Here's one thing, and I don't know if I've shared this before but here it goes: I'm try get a car, and I know this guy that's a dealer that goes to car auctions and gets cars cheap and doesn't mark them up very much. The thing is that you can only choose what's at auction. So I'm pretty much looking for something like a Honda Civic with good gas mileage and will run well. Here's what's happening: I also want a Saab and this guy knows it too and when he gets to these auctions he'll see one, call me up, and I'll tell him to go for it. He does but there's always something that comes up that prevents me from getting this car. The auctions are almost every Wednesday, not last because of Christmas, but the one before that this guy, Dan, was bidding on a nice '04 Saab 9-3 and yells out $7000. The auctionier hears $11000 "sold". So the car was supposed to go through the auction again after all the cars went through but didn't. So I'm still carless and it's driving me crazy! This Wednesday better be the day. My parents got a car from him the first week they called him. The very same auction as the story above.
About Christmas. It was great. My whole family was there except for my older brother who couldn't get two consecutive days off of work. But we were all there and every one of us got what we wanted for Christmas. I got some bike stuff that I've wanted for awhile. Tools mostly so I could take stuff apart and see how they worked. It's been fun since Christmas. My next brother down the line got snowboarding stuff like a nice wax iron he's been wanting. My next brother got a nice crash cymbal for his drum set. My sister got a nice longboard, nicer than mine...different, but more in what I would want; it has a fin on it one side that's just padding. It's pretty cool. And my baby brother got a bunch of toys, a little bit of everything. Christmas still isn't a big deal for him. I doubt he understands it. And did you know that he's so spoiled that every Sunday when we're in church my grandfather gives him new toys and a bunch of candy as soon as we sit down? Well...it's cleary not fair. Didn't mean that. But I do think that it makes getting gifts less special.
I just looked at the tree in this photo and I must apologize for it. We usually take time to make the tree look nice for Christmas but for some reason this year no one seemed to care. We've been busy with other things and never got around to putting more work into it.
Oh, my grandfather's wife should be coming here from the Philippines late next month or early February. I took way to long to get her visa. But when she comes he'll be moving out. He married her like a year and half ago, more, I think, and all the paper work and examinations and other bs has taken too long. I think his new wife is a little older than my mom. It's creepy.
Let me tell you a story about a couch. I thought it would be nice to replace an old futon couch that was in our tv room in the basement. It would be a Christmas present for my family so I wouldn't have to get them all individual gifts (I got them other stuff too). So I head over to Ikea with me mum to have a look see. We found one we (I) liked, went over the self-help area, and asked to get this sofa. So over at Ikea they sell their couches as a canvas and the buyer will usually pick out a cover they like to go with their decor. We'll come back to this. So we ask for help and a guy helps us get what we need to bring this couch home. This guy sucks at his job. He finds the place where people get the packaged furniture and tell us to take only one box when I thought it was in two total boxes, which I mentioned to the guy, but he reassured us that it was only one. We get home and I was right. We went back the next day to get the other box. No problem. We get home and we find that one of the major pieces has a rip in it. We take it back and git it replaced. No hassle. There is the matter of the cove,r though. It didn't come with a cover and they were out of the one we wanted. When we where there to get the ripped piece replaced we asked about it and a customer serviced guy, who also didn't know his job very well, told us to come back two days later and if they didn't have the one we wanted they would sell us the one in their showroom at a discounted price. We go back again and tell them what we were told. They didn't do what they said. I had my brother, Greg, with me on this trip and he sort of yelled at one of the young associates but those guys wouldn't budge. They told us that they were expecting more shipments of the cover want next week, which means that we need to call them up during the week, ask for the cover, and go over there again to get it. Do you see how long this paragraph is? Just to get a couch. We'll have to take a total of 5 trips to get couch all put together. It's actually put together now and it sits in our tv room, but without a cover. It's still comfortable but the cushions slide out because that's something the cover will handle. I'm so sick of this stupid couch.
Here's something else. I'm not sure if you remember how much I was looking forward to the game Rock Band, but they sent me the wrong one and after many emails they still haven't gotten back to me. But one day whilst I was waltzing around a Target store I came across an isle end where they had a big stack of game bundle for the ps3 and xbox. I was literally stopped in my tracks. I had been asking around for that game for a long time at many places and here it was at Target, just casually at the isle end. I had to buy it and it was sooo worth it. The game is all that I imagined and more. It so much more fun than guitar hero that words don't describe it. Come over some time and try it. It's awesome.
This is a terrible photo of my sibling playing it. If you look at the white couch you will be looking at an Ikea couch without a cover on it.
There are other stories but I don't feel like typing anymore. And I'll add more pictures later to show ya'll what I'm talking about.
About Christmas. It was great. My whole family was there except for my older brother who couldn't get two consecutive days off of work. But we were all there and every one of us got what we wanted for Christmas. I got some bike stuff that I've wanted for awhile. Tools mostly so I could take stuff apart and see how they worked. It's been fun since Christmas. My next brother down the line got snowboarding stuff like a nice wax iron he's been wanting. My next brother got a nice crash cymbal for his drum set. My sister got a nice longboard, nicer than mine...different, but more in what I would want; it has a fin on it one side that's just padding. It's pretty cool. And my baby brother got a bunch of toys, a little bit of everything. Christmas still isn't a big deal for him. I doubt he understands it. And did you know that he's so spoiled that every Sunday when we're in church my grandfather gives him new toys and a bunch of candy as soon as we sit down? Well...it's cleary not fair. Didn't mean that. But I do think that it makes getting gifts less special.
I just looked at the tree in this photo and I must apologize for it. We usually take time to make the tree look nice for Christmas but for some reason this year no one seemed to care. We've been busy with other things and never got around to putting more work into it.
Oh, my grandfather's wife should be coming here from the Philippines late next month or early February. I took way to long to get her visa. But when she comes he'll be moving out. He married her like a year and half ago, more, I think, and all the paper work and examinations and other bs has taken too long. I think his new wife is a little older than my mom. It's creepy.
Let me tell you a story about a couch. I thought it would be nice to replace an old futon couch that was in our tv room in the basement. It would be a Christmas present for my family so I wouldn't have to get them all individual gifts (I got them other stuff too). So I head over to Ikea with me mum to have a look see. We found one we (I) liked, went over the self-help area, and asked to get this sofa. So over at Ikea they sell their couches as a canvas and the buyer will usually pick out a cover they like to go with their decor. We'll come back to this. So we ask for help and a guy helps us get what we need to bring this couch home. This guy sucks at his job. He finds the place where people get the packaged furniture and tell us to take only one box when I thought it was in two total boxes, which I mentioned to the guy, but he reassured us that it was only one. We get home and I was right. We went back the next day to get the other box. No problem. We get home and we find that one of the major pieces has a rip in it. We take it back and git it replaced. No hassle. There is the matter of the cove,r though. It didn't come with a cover and they were out of the one we wanted. When we where there to get the ripped piece replaced we asked about it and a customer serviced guy, who also didn't know his job very well, told us to come back two days later and if they didn't have the one we wanted they would sell us the one in their showroom at a discounted price. We go back again and tell them what we were told. They didn't do what they said. I had my brother, Greg, with me on this trip and he sort of yelled at one of the young associates but those guys wouldn't budge. They told us that they were expecting more shipments of the cover want next week, which means that we need to call them up during the week, ask for the cover, and go over there again to get it. Do you see how long this paragraph is? Just to get a couch. We'll have to take a total of 5 trips to get couch all put together. It's actually put together now and it sits in our tv room, but without a cover. It's still comfortable but the cushions slide out because that's something the cover will handle. I'm so sick of this stupid couch.
Here's something else. I'm not sure if you remember how much I was looking forward to the game Rock Band, but they sent me the wrong one and after many emails they still haven't gotten back to me. But one day whilst I was waltzing around a Target store I came across an isle end where they had a big stack of game bundle for the ps3 and xbox. I was literally stopped in my tracks. I had been asking around for that game for a long time at many places and here it was at Target, just casually at the isle end. I had to buy it and it was sooo worth it. The game is all that I imagined and more. It so much more fun than guitar hero that words don't describe it. Come over some time and try it. It's awesome.
This is a terrible photo of my sibling playing it. If you look at the white couch you will be looking at an Ikea couch without a cover on it.
There are other stories but I don't feel like typing anymore. And I'll add more pictures later to show ya'll what I'm talking about.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Big move
So it's been about a month since my last post. Sorry to all you faithful readers. A lot has changes since the last post, probably the biggest change is my move back to Utah. It sort of came fast. I moved back here the day after Thanksgiving, mostly because I could take advantage of the long weekend and fly my brother out to Michigan to help me move. We got it going pretty fast. I made the decision to move out on the previous Monday, made all the calls needed on Tuesday, flew my brother out on Wednesday, and moved on Friday. Packing all my crap and stuff in between was fun with a holiday in there but I don't really have that much stuff. But it was enough stuff to where I had to rent a moving truck. Those suckers are expensive. You know if you rent one you have to rent it for a week with no discounts for returning it earlier. It kinda sucks. I moved to Michigan with my stuff in a minivan; far cheaper. Good thing a van hit me over a year earlier so i could afford it all. The ride was fun with my brother there. Much better than me doing on my own, and it was long; some of it really boring, like driving through Nebraska and Wyoming. Driving that van wasn't that cool though. There obviously isn't a rear view mirror so changing to the right lane takes some close attention. One time my brother was trying for the right lane and a minivan was there in the way. He didn't see it but I did and was telling him that when he was entering their lane. He barely got in there when the van started freaking out. He first swerved right to avoid us but he turned a little too much; he then over-corrected and almost hit us. I think he slammed on his brakes after that and the result was him spinning out. I mean a complete 180. It was pretty cool. It was my brother's fault but the guy made some poor decisions. My brother didn't stop but he felt real bad. We drove all the way to Nebraska and got a cheap hotel room. Oh, my brother has an Iphone which came in handy when finding that crappy hotel. It was cool for a bunch of things, mostly the internet, but I had fun playing with it on the road. In Nebraska I downloaded a couple of audio books that made the trip better. I got I am Legand, like the new movie coming out which will be interesting to see their take on the book. They're going to have to change a bunch of stuff to make that movie interesting. The book was good but I don't see it in a movie. The other book I got was I am America (and so can you!) by Stephen Colbert. He read it for the audio book. It was great. If you haven't read or listened to it I highly recommend it. Maybe for a loved one for Christmas that you could borrow some time (although the book speaks strongly against lending).
So I'm here in Utah again. I'll be getting a car soon. My brother knows this guy that helps people in need...of a car. He's this super hero guy who helps the everyday joe. This guy knows how much cars are marked up by every dealer out there and he tries to make a difference. This is what he does: he finds people that want or need a car, they give him the specs on what they want, then he goes to these car auctions that only dealers can go to gets cars for these people. The HUGE difference is that he only charges like $500. Dealers, on the other hand, mark up cars by the thousands. He's a good guy and he'll get me a good deal on a something next Wednesday. I almost got a fairly new Saab 9-5 but I forgot to tell him the price ceiling I wanted. Next time, hopefully.
There's other stuff too but I won't bore you now. I'll take some pics and post them soon too.
Later
So I'm here in Utah again. I'll be getting a car soon. My brother knows this guy that helps people in need...of a car. He's this super hero guy who helps the everyday joe. This guy knows how much cars are marked up by every dealer out there and he tries to make a difference. This is what he does: he finds people that want or need a car, they give him the specs on what they want, then he goes to these car auctions that only dealers can go to gets cars for these people. The HUGE difference is that he only charges like $500. Dealers, on the other hand, mark up cars by the thousands. He's a good guy and he'll get me a good deal on a something next Wednesday. I almost got a fairly new Saab 9-5 but I forgot to tell him the price ceiling I wanted. Next time, hopefully.
There's other stuff too but I won't bore you now. I'll take some pics and post them soon too.
Later
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