all dressed in white

i loooove weddings. they are, by far, my favorite type of family get together, even if it isn't my own family. there's just too much to be happy about at a wedding.

first of all, everyone that comes to a wedding is dressed up, and i'm a believer that parties are funner when you have to get dressed up to go to it. because if you're wearing your sunday's best, you're less likely to get so drunk that you spill that red wine on your sunday's best. and let's face it, nobody likes it when anybody gets that drunk. and getting dressed up means that guys and girls spend time to look better for each other.

second, the food is already ready for you to eat it at a wedding. no need to have to ask people to bring their dishes, and no need to go and buy extra china to accommodate everybody. throwing some rib get-togethers in my day, i know how stressful thinking about food can be. also, that shit is served to you, and usually with reasonable portions. and who can forget the free wine? if you're tight on your alcohol budget at the bar, just refill that wine glass once or twice or eight times, and say ADIOS MUTHAFUKKA.
(second, part two, AN OPEN BAR, which your high end wedding receptions will feature, is a wedding's best friend. my dad took advantage of an open bar at my cousin's wedding and had 3 or 4 long islands, and he ordered me a couple too. at a regular bar, that shit is like 50-60 bucks plus tip, but my dad prolly paid 10 dollars in tips for that, which is a savings of like 86%)

third, you don't have to worry about driving home, just stay at the hotel. if you're smashed full of alcohol, or even if you're just tired from that money dance, you can always rent a room, of if you're frugal, have the groom's parents pay for it. in any case, you can get as drunk as you want (of course not so drunk that you get that red red wine on anything) and not have to worry about being repsonsible for anything afterwards, at least until you have to check out. something i learned this past weekend, is that if the bar isn't open, or free, then you can use your hotel room as your party headquarters, cuz remember, ice is free in hotels and a hotel bathtub is just like a cooler, so all you gotta do is provide the software (costco anyone?)

lastly, everybody is happy, or should be happy, at weddings. it's not just the young people or the old people that are having fun on the dance floor. weddings are fun for everyone.

i had more to say. but i forgot, and i'm at work..
i have to go run the eyewash and shower sinks in the lab now.. to check that they're working..

get married people!!

means the inability to read

i have to quote that dood from illiteracy for his "fuck you" piece... pretty funny.

fuck lunchables.
cuz all the other kids had them but me, and they wouldn't share.

fuck justin timberlake, robin thicke, joss stone, and amy winehouse,
for doing black music,
better than black people,
right now.

fuck the hennessey corporation
for doing that marvin gaye commercial.
i love hennessey


haha.. i don't remember any more.. but piece for some reason made me wanna start writing again..
maybe i'll make a fuck you piece too.

hot is why this i am

these are the coolest pictures on facebook featuring me.. with appropriate comments..

I'm so hot i don't even have a real tassel, i have a ray of light as my tassel..


the yearbook photographer thinks i'm hot tood&b's don't got nothing on me.. suckas. this is what you call value arcade playing.

our default color is gold, bitches.

homemade shirt, homemade photography skillz... via iciwici

arrrrrrrrrr... and it wasn't even a pirate party..

jumping pictures look better when we do them..

beauty and the beast ballroom with the photogenius, herselfwaffle irons are hot too.

changing your tire on the bridge is illegal.. that's hot.

there's a lot of shit on my work desk right now

to my left there's a temperature recorder, an airflow measuring device, i think it's called a velometer, a flow totalizing thingy, called a BATCHtrol, some signs for me to spraypaint, and a electric pencil sharpener.. behind my desk is 10 or more feet of teflon tubing, which i am told probably costs about $500.. and to my right is my computer case, and my report.. inside the drawers of my desk are miscellaneous parts to miscellaneous machines, and these parts probably total in value to at least $1000.. i could so make money of it, if i only knew people that would be these random ass things..

on my job list:
Jobs for joshuam (note * denotes a recharge)

Index Pri Need by Job
----- --- ------- ----------------
1 1 Clean awn breezeway. [6/26/2007]
2 2 Call Hoffer Controls and have ??s answered. [6/18/2007]
3 3 Update the voice mail call-by-name system. [6/26/2007]
4 4 Change lamps above lam4, lam5 in tylanschase. [6/27/2007]
5 5 Make Microlab property signs and install. [6/26/2007]
6 6 Write Hoffer Model# /tech info into online manual. [6/21/2007]
>>> Press RETURN to continue...

not so cool.. but whatever, i'm hella bored..

i'm addicted to my google reader.. i think because it does such a good job helping me pass the time at my desk.. but if you have any good blogs that you read, send them to me!... i go through that shit like water..

i'm trying to become a morning person.. this shit is hard.. i wanna wake up eventually at like 6 every day, but right now.. we're shooting for 8.. long way to go.. but at least i'm trying.. that way, when i get an actual job.. i'm like, "man this shit is cake!"

ebyam i duolhs etirw ni edoc

alas, but gnitirw ni edoc would be of no use to me, because it feels like my heart needs to be heard by my friends and random people and not be heard by my friends and random people at the same time.. and so gnitirw ni edoc would prolly make sense to nobody..

i think i'm in a funk.. actually, i know i'm in a funk.. i could also say, i know why the caged bird sings.. but i don't fancy myself any kind of bird.. especially a caged bird.. singing for me is kinna like when you're not really listening to somebody asking you a question like "how have you been?" and you're like "yea... you're right" looking hella moded and stuff, except for me, i'm singing cuz i don't wanna listen to shit around me but at least i'm singing so we all know that i'm not even paying any attention to you.


but then again, this blog shouldn't be so much about me.. i should be dropping feverz about what's going on in the world..

sf giants: what happened to you guys?.. not so much fun to watch anymore. i hope your age kicks in in the latter half of the baseball season when things start to really matter.. (not that the giants are young or anything, the giants currently have the second oldest roster in the bigs in the last 50 years) meaning, i hope your veterans are just saving their juice for the final stretch..

speaking of baseball, mike tells me that em tells him that i need to be an oakland a's fan, because i'm more of an a's fan than a snooty giants fan.. i agree with part of this.. some of the giants faithful are just rich up their ass.. like board of directors-old-rich-white people with their fancy ass jewelry on at PacBell... actually, i remember i was sitting in the bleachers one game when i see these two middle aged white ladies walk across my row and are saying something to the effect of "i don't wanna sit here with these poor dirty minorities".. actually, they prolly said it more politically correctly... but i was like "bitch please, i paid fuckin 19 dollars for this spot on the bleachers.."

now that i think of it.. that was back in my less informed youth days.. when i didn't know much about social structure or anything about race politics..

paris hilton: i wonder if the sheriff, i think his name was baca, got anything by letting paris hilton free for a day.. like i wonder if he got a "THAT'S HOT" shirt or maybe something dirtier from paris, like a smell of her hair.. but anyways.. i wish she would've gotten off without spending her full sentence in jail.. not that i'm a supporter of hers or anything.. but if she did manage to escape all that jail time it would have been such a great example of everything wrong with the system.. or maybe systems.. like the mass media, the judicial system, the COPS, and all of fuckin white LA, or SOCAL as people like in college call it.. i wish she would've gotten off, because then when people come up to me and are all like "why isn't the carpool lane in effect all the time, like it is in LA?".. i'll just be like "you know what??. you fuckin released paris hilton from jail, so stop complaining, the bay rules!"

i wanna write about gov. schwarzenegger talking about how spanish people need to stop watching spanish people television, when homeboy still is holding on to his austrian accent for authencity's sake, like yan can cook.. but that can wait..