On my brain's playlist at the moment:

Coldplay - The Scientist
TLC - Waterfalls
Pearl Jam - I Am Mine
N'Sync feat. Nelly - My Girlfriend (Yeah, that's right. You read that right. Suck it.)
Boyz to Men - Still of the Night
Mariah Carey - All I want for Christmas

Thought of the day: The world will be a better place when Avril Lavigne is dead.

Excerpt of Stanleys blog, taken from him in Taiwan, submitted by me in Rome, and read by you in the United States:

HARO. I AM BLOG FROM TAIPEI! SANK YOU VELLy MUCH!

If you can't solve the following puzzle, you're either a terrorist or a Republican. Either way, consider suicide.

A boy and his father were in a car accident. The father died at the scene. The boy was rushed to the hospital for surgery. Just before he was to receive his operation, the surgeon exclaimed, 'I cannot operate on this boy. He is my son'. How is this possible?

Observations of a first time Pinoy traveller: (I'm currently in Rome)

-2100 years after Aurelius had a dream that was a Rome, it's sad to think there's not much left of his dream except a miniscule by-comparison filthy city of pick-pocketing low-lives, disease-infested homeless mothers (with their children, mind you), sex-ridden and sex-deprived bar hoppers, and a saturated oasis of shady street hustlers. But the gelato is good. Very good.

-Keyboards here suck

-OK, there are a LOT of Filipinos here. A shitload. Where did they all come from?

-You can smoke in trains here. Awesome.

Italian Strangeities:

Nutella Pizza (wtf?)

Italian TV - Terminator 2 in Italian....."Ciao Ciao, bambino."- ("Hasta la vista, baby.")

Italy is life.

To Ryan:

I'm flying on Ryan-air tomorrow to Pisa. It's gonna be sexy. *smooch*

Girls shouldn't be allowed to rap. But here's a brave attempt.

Just hit the wesside of the library
On a mission trying to learn econ history
Got a load full of cookies ain't no need to dine
All you g's know what's up with 409
--emily g

London hostel: a surreal drug-infested filthhouse surrounded by a conglomerative mess of Japanese students, black British coke-addicts, and the like. The bathrooms are nice in a comparative sense - comparative meaning to a cockaroach nesting pad.

London fast-food: 5 pounds for a Burger King meal - but hey, you can smoke inside.

London driving: Look right before crossing the street.

London in general: New York done right. The cleaner version, ala Boston.

Tomorrow I leave for New York, London, Siena, Florence, Rome, Venice, and Paris with my girlfriend. The blog will run dry for quite some time, but I'll try and update it weekly. If you need to contact me....too bad. I'm with my girlfriend. Fuck off.

Happy Holidays!

Just finished Erin Brockovich. They say it's a really great movie with a really original and brilliant concept - and Julia Roberts is great.

1) It's a good movie. But it's, unfortunately - and granted it's a true story, not an original idea. The Distinguished Gentleman had, virtually, the exact same plot line and done the same way. Almost completely the same.

2) Julia Roberts is good. But Eddie Murphy is better.

A co-written sample of Mark Torres' application essay for colleges. Mark is, by the way, the single best basketball player with whom I have ever played.

My teammate insists on using Old Spice cologne, drenching it around his pits 10 minutes before every game – usually it creates a hideously yellow circular stain around the side of his arms by 3rd quarter that carries a distinct olfactory-persuasive blend that reminds me strangely of moth-balls in used toilet water.
And I love it. I love every part of the game.
I'm not Lebron James, and though I share the same color, I'll never be Yao Ming. I can't no-look a behind-the-back pass through a defensive square, and I'll never be able to casually put my hands in the air and easily grab the rim. Balling reality, it seems, carries the stench of physical limitation and the pessimism of cynic dreams - and I'll never be 9 foot 6.

If you had to be one or the other, would you rather be blind or deaf?

a) Blind - I'm a nerdy musician, and my life would be a vast empty chasm without the world of music.
b) Deaf - I'm horny as hell, and I need to be perpetually lookin' at some ass.
c) Both. I like the challenge.
d) No.
e) If you were born blind, does that automatically make you bisexual?

The AIM Freestyling battle continues. Stanley and Steve, you now have a competitor. And don't ask me who came up with drungken munkee first. I'm not involved. (Though I'd still easily whoop on all four of you at the same time. Rekhanize.)

DrnKnmNk4 (2:56:38 AM): aight battle me
DrnKnmNk4 (2:56:41 AM): one line each
DrnKnmNk4 (2:56:49 AM): i'll give you the honor in going first
expressions81 (2:58:58 AM): i'm an honor student, not prudent/i can tear a page out my notebook faster that a crook
DrnKnmNk4 (3:00:13 AM): I'm so cunning / I got you shedding tears like raw onions / and for you to follow in my footsteps you need the stride of Paul Bunion
expressions81 (3:02:39 AM): funny, you think your cunning/actually, stick to humming/listening to your rhymes is so sadistic/it would turn jesse jackson into a runner for special olympics/
DrnKnmNk4 (3:04:43 AM): Speaking of special olympics / I heard you won gold for the hundred meter gimp / Your style only amounts to a third of mine cause you're a wimp / and you're talking about playing kickball with a limp /
DrnKnmNk4 (3:06:44 AM): You call yourself Nicolonius Monk / how dare you compare yourself to a great when all you are is a chump / your rhyme tactics are junk / and your breath be more rank than a skunks..
expressions81 (3:06:58 AM): talking about atheletics, i heard your pathetic/playing boxing against yourself and having a records of 0 wins 10 losses/your idiotic you took your own self hostage/

Not bad, nick.

Ok. WTF. I just had an AIM conversation with JAMES GALWAY. WTF WTF WTF WTF.

CA r LOCO 6 9: Hi Mr. Galway, I'd just like to tell you that I love your playing.
S---------------2000: Thank you
CA r LOCO 6 9: I have coaching here at the Yale School of Music with Ransom Wilson and he raves about you all the time. Anyway, I won't bother you anymore.
S---------------2000: my best wishes to yhou and please say hi to Ransom
CA r LOCO 6 9: Thank you! Goodbye.

Strange to think ridiculous things like this I KNOW I'll always remember forever. (Screenname withheld for privacy)

No shame, bro. No shame.

psykogeoff: what's the difference between a dead baby and a rock?
CA r LOCO 6 9: what
psykogeoff: you can't fuck a rock
psykogeoff: (that's the most fucked up dead baby joke ever)
psykogeoff: every girl i've ever told that to is no longer my friend

This is specifically for Brad, but also to any conservative who still doesn't believe in affirmative action. Someday, my friends, you too shall see the light (if you don't already by this and many other articles).

http://www.j-bradford-delong.net/movable_type/archives/001253.html#001253

And for the lazy:

No single employer was sent two identical résumés, and the names on the résumés were randomly assigned, so applicants with black- and white-sounding names applied for the same set of jobs with the same set of résumés. Apart from their names, applicants had the same experience, education and skills, so employers had no reason to distinguish among them.

The results are disturbing. Applicants with white-sounding names were 50 percent more likely to be called for interviews than were those with black-sounding names. Interviews were requested for 10.1 percent of applicants with white-sounding names and only 6.7 percent of those with black-sounding names...

Give me one more pass-the-beer-truck IM and you will die.

Realizing inspiration (and lack there of) after a semester at Yale:

Claude Frank - It's a trip to stand in front of the foremost Beethovenian living legend of the past half century and know, without an inkling of doubt, that Claude Frank lives up to every inch of the inspirational hype that surrounds his mystique. He truly is the only teacher out there, for me, who can sing a foreign Bach St. John's Passion recicativ in German while playing the bass, and successfully show me that sometimes, music really is that beautiful. He's in his own world, and he takes you with him.

Aldo Parisot - Surely the biggest and most insulting joke of the music world since the octogenarian version of Dorothy Delay. Not only does this man have less than nothing to say about anything remotely associated with music, he also happens to be the grumpiest and meanest teacher out there, for no apparant reason, and with no apparant justification or musical redemption. I think too often students at Yale are blinded by eccentricity, erraticism, insulting comments, and irrelevent anecdotes - usually twistingly mistaking these for brilliance....It is possible to be crazy, erratic, and eccentric, and still be a garbage-ass teacher with absolutely nothing to say. Parisot proves it. I don't give a fuck if he did teach Yo-Yo Ma and Ralph Kirshbaum. Rekhanize.

Do you consider yourself to be homophobic? Why or why not? This appears to be an ongoing obsessive topic in my blog that perpetuates itself by riding on this locomotive train of vast ignorance - powered by conversational diesel fuel.

Lately, I've been trying to exercise intellectual patience; not for reasons of counter-productivity though, which would be somewhat valid I guess - it's more cuz lack of patience apparently displays a stigmatic bias in itself.

So IM me please. For real. I won't destroy you. I'm nice.

Please read this. If you don't laugh, you must have been dropped on your head as a child. Thanks, Justin.

Dear Abby :

I have been engaged for almost a year. I am to be married next month.

My fiancee's mother is not only very attractive but really great and understanding. She is putting the entire wedding together and invited me to her place to go over the invitation list because it had grown a bit beyond what we had expected it to be. When I got to her place we reviewed the list and trimmed it down to just under a hundred ... then she floored me. She said that in a month I would be a married man and that before that happened, she wanted to have sex with me. Then she just stood up and walked to her bedroom and on her way said that I knew where the front door was if I wanted to leave. I stood there for about five minutes and finally decided that I knew exactly how to deal with this situation. I headed straight out the front door...There, leaning against my car was her husband, my father-in-law to be. He was smiling.

He explained that they just wanted to be sure I was a good kid and would be true to their little girl. I shook his hand and he congratulated me on passing their little test.

Abby, should I tell my fiance what her parents did, and that I thought their "little test" was asinine and insulting to my character?


Or, should I keep the whole thing to myself, including the fact that the reason I was walking out to my car was to get a condom?

Words of Wisdom from Allen:

If At First You Don't Succeed, Redefine Success!

Before you criticize others you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way when you criticize them, you're a mile away... and you have their shoes.

This is a played-out musicians joke.

On his first to trip to New York City, a man decided to try and obtain tickets to the legendary Vladimir Horowitz. He got lost on his way to Carnegie Hall, so he asked a near-by taxi driver.
"Excuse me, sir. But how do you get to Carnegie Hall?"
The taxi driver, with a gleam in his eye, winked and replied, "Practice, my boy. Practice."

I have talented, ableit dorky, friends.

Dr Ungke Nmunkee: im a big geek and i can not lie.
naryantek: u yellow brothers cant deny
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: when stanley walks in with his itty bitty eyes and
naryantek: and starts rapping like mase
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: those syllables dont fit
naryantek: steve, danny, n druggie like to get lit
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: 'cuz those suckas ain't up ta sh...
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and i attack with wit and my sick kit full of GIT
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: down
naryantek: to the new funky sound
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: in this smelly urban town
naryantek: steve n stan u know we comin around
naryantek: like tupac
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: yo momma's mounds
naryantek: as i drink a beer but gain 40 pounds
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: i'll astound you with the lyrical oh-mega pound while you sit and frown i compound these rhymes
naryantek: what u want from u damn bum, i aint got nickels or no dimes
naryantek: i hit u so hard u wont be seeing stars, youll be hearing chimes
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: that's pretty clever
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: like when your aunt and grandma get together
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: to dress in leather
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: stacking feathers in their hat
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: how's the weather in your fat?
naryantek: here, go suck on this lime, while i go get my bat
naryantek: to attack, the bad rap, and mack on your mommy while she whacks
naryantek: and then i get her in the sack
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and hit her in the back
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and like your skills, i lack
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: the proper knack for such whacked attacks
naryantek: cuz ur rhymes got some zest but aint OG like my sac
naryantek: get up and watch this fool on the corner get jacked
naryantek: by me, as i breeze, and freeze, while eating hot carrots n peas
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: smokin' on the c's and watching out for the f's b's eyes.
naryantek: hey hey thats pretty sly, so lemme fly n cry but not say bye bye if i hope this rhyme to die
naryantek: id lie n then sigh my cuz no ones around to help me noose my tie
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: sorry, guy, but your rhyme will die as if alibi were not a lie
naryantek: but wait, if u let me finish ill have your homeboyz eatin green eggs n rye
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: so sigh more, buy whores, tie stores and cry your lore
naryantek: lore who, lore what, lord of the rings with frodo up your butt
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: stop it, 'cuz the hobbit is right here watchin' it
naryantek: oh man, then u gonna be gettin the chop like john wayne bobbit
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: alright, my peep, time for sleep
naryantek: after we done here, aiite im out, and ur wierd
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: so don't go weep in your 50 year old jeep
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: and you may leave your message at the sound of the BEEP
naryantek: yeah just dont leap, just cuz u lost to an old retarded heap like me
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: keep it in mind.
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: my sly rind.
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: it's time for this beast to say piece.
naryantek: actually i prefer pork rinds to chick grinds
Dr Ungke Nmunkee: piece.
naryantek: lates me nigga peace
Dr Ungke Nmunkee signed off at 10:59:06 PM.

Just watched the original Planet of the Apes. Yet another movie that demonstrates how religion can be (a) Blinding and (b) sometimes straight out wrong

Pete's mah homeboy.

CA r LOCO 6 9: just watched the original planet of the apes
CA r LOCO 6 9: i like it how charleton heston (the humans are mute in this movie except him) bring his fine ass babe around
CA r LOCO 6 9: but she's a primitive mute, can't talk
peterlsb: primitive woman my ass
peterlsb: she's the most advanced one yet

I've just realized that this last year has been one full year of trips and travelling. Destinations reached (and to be reached) in 2002:
Tahoe 4 times, Reno twice, Carmel, Boston, New York 8 times, Aspen, Los Angeles, Santa Barbara, Venice, Siena, Rome, Paris, London

No love.

peterlsb: i'm watching dogtown and z-boys now
CA r LOCO 6 9: um
CA r LOCO 6 9: i'm watching center stage!
peterlsb: oh, that's, uh, tite dude
peterlsb: you're watching ballet
peterlsb: i'm watching badass skateboarding
peterlsb: but it's cool
peterlsb: i mean, i like watching crazy ass skateboard moves, you like seeing guys prance around with a sock in their tites bouncin up and down
peterlsb: but it's all good
peterlsb: you like a big dick in the butt, and i like hot ass chicks
peterlsb: but that's cool too, blaze your own path man

Where do you draw the distinction between empirical culture discrepancies versus straight out reverse-discrimination? Or is there one? More and more, I've come to think of American White culture as one plauged by contorted illusions of confidence, with no sense of pride or self. I guess this mainly pertains to white people who have little or no contact with Asian culture. And they're just fucking rude. And hairy too.

Tonight, I paid 1/3 of a bill of which I comprised of 1/25 of the party. Guess the predominant ethnicity at the party? (Hint: Certainly not Korean)

Alright, whatever, so I'm a flaming racist. At least I pay the bill.

Lots of conversations tonight.

CA r LOCO 6 9: i rented center stage too
peterlsb: i've seen that
CA r LOCO 6 9: is it good?
peterlsb: if you've got a vagina it's awesome

Only a Stanford grad could come up with this, rearrange the letters:

jrey77: yo your name CARLITOS
jrey77: makes A CLITORIS
jrey77: hella funny anagram

Now THIS is truly a conspiracy.

CA r LOCO 6 9: sup fag
CA r LOCO 6 9: go out and get some vagina
Divadjj: sup romantic gentleman

CA r LOCO 6 9: it's friday night homeboy, go get some pussy
c l a ss y O O G: i jus wish i could be a romantic gentleman

And THIS, is by far, the stupidest thing I've ever heard:

CA r LOCO 6 9: i kinda wanted the black guy to escape at the end though
CA r LOCO 6 9: oh well
Divadjj: blackjack
CA r LOCO 6 9: huh?
Divadjj: the black guy gets jacked
Divadjj: that is why u never see a black guy at the tables
Divadjj: if a game was called yellow jacked?
Divadjj: u think I would play it?

Calm down, mother.

charcoalj: i hate my PC
charcoalj: i wrote them an email today
charcoalj: i said-shit-i work really hard-why doi get stuck with old hand me downs
charcoalj: shit-they work me to my fucking bones-and gives new HP to new inefficient employees-
charcoalj: i know- i had this report i have to submit within 24 hours of occurence- to NIH
charcoalj: then the fucking computer was acting up- i sent an email to guy who controls the allocation of computer
charcoalj: i was so fucking frustrated-i went home

Whoops.

CA r LOCO 6 9: hey daff
CA r LOCO 6 9: i got the number for you and email address
CA r LOCO 6 9: (and home address too for that matter, if you want me to stalk him and take pictures of him naked, cuz you know you want him)
Giggle81: Hi, this is Daphne's mom, I am check mail for her

Ugh.

Congratulations to my homegirl, Sohi Sohn, on her recent engagement!

I'm happy for you, and proud of you, girl.

This is an actual blogpost from a friend of a friend. I'm not kidding. This is unaltered too. And it's not a joke.

heY wassup everYOne droppiN by maH payge hEre creATed by maH bOo (PadThaigrL is hER findapiX iD..aNd yEa i knoW im a lucKy guY to hAve a beauTifuL sexaY giRlfrienD! haha whoS goTs da looKz aNd brAinz of couRse) shEs in chiCago so yEa we'Re doin a lonG distanCe thanG, buT its coOL cuZ shEs wortH it anD i loVe her verY mucH..pluS she'll b moVing hEre sooN as shEs done w/schooL..so its allll gooOOd. shEs da bEst thinG thAt hAs comE into maH lyFe..shEs mah giRL and maH beSt frienD. iM verY mucH in loVE witH hEr aNd ainT nuttiN no onE caN say bouT it cuZ ouR loVE is trUe and reaL.

loVe is a cRAzy thinG ainT it? iT donT stoP 2 peoPLE from bein togetHer..shE is everythinG to me..i lovE you aliSa *mwaH*

Definitive conceptual semantics: Homophobia, for you Christians out there, implies anything less than complete equality between gays and straights. Justification or interpretive twistedness of the contrary reflects rather poorly on the religion. So just don't do it.

Be a man (or woman) and just admit that you are homophobic.

Or better yet, have blind faith, but don't be blinded by faith.

"In a little-remembered statement, Jesus said, "Why do you not judge for yourselves what is right?" (Luke 12:57 NRSV). "

"Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that, but not with all those flies and death and stuff."
- Mariah Carey

An excerpt from the blog of Ned Rorem - now a published best-selling book:

Unlike intellectual laymen, artists together talk either money or sex, art being for working hours. My letter may scald the posts of this fascistic zone where for five days I've been confusing the cities of Andalusia without much zeal. Tangier is a dung heap with a view onto paraidse, whereas in, say, Heidelberg you're caught like an ambered fly whose long stare freezes upon human squalor. (What a sentence.) Spain's neither heaven nor hell, merely Italy out of focus.

If the art results from strokes of luck, it follows that an artist is someone who controls his luck. He orders chance. An un-artist (John Cage) is one who chances order.

A meal: is what precedes a cigarette. -December 13, 1961

Weird fact: Since the beginning of human existence on Earth, the dead only outnumber the living by 30:1.

Another weird fact: Did you know that the entire Library of Congress is about 100,000 gigs (100 terabytes)? That means I have friends who have enough total porn to equal the Library of Congress. You know who you are.

Even weirder fact: If all the gay men in the world were black - there would be no straight black men.

Weirdest fact of all: Did you know Geoff Chang likes little boys?

I always wondered what kind of silliness Ryan would exude the day he actually had to use those expensive shanks he buys. Now I know. Thankfully, he finally got robbed.

sleepyx637: did i tell you i got mugged in my city?
CA r LOCO 6 9: what the fuck??
sleepyx637: at fucken starbucks too of all places
sleepyx637: i was chillin with my high school friend right?
sleepyx637: and me and her were outside
sleepyx637: some foo comes up and is right next to us with his friend
sleepyx637: and i started gettin bad vibes and shit
sleepyx637: he comes up and asks the time, and then sticks a knife against me
CA r LOCO 6 9: what happened to your SHANK!?!
sleepyx637: and you kno me,fucken i never leave the house without two shanks
sleepyx637: see, dats the thing
CA r LOCO 6 9: yea so what happened with your goddamn shanks?
sleepyx637: i could see his shank
sleepyx637: BUT, i didnt kno if he friend had a shank against my friend
sleepyx637: cuz she's a girl and all, even tho she can bench like 150
CA r LOCO 6 9: anyway what happened
CA r LOCO 6 9: did they take your wallet?
sleepyx637: naw, i took it out and gave them cash
sleepyx637: they were like tiny asians
CA r LOCO 6 9: did you give them attitude at least?
sleepyx637: like 14 or sumthin
sleepyx637: hahah, dat parts coimng p
sleepyx637: so im like tryin to defuse the situation right?
CA r LOCO 6 9: please tell me at least you bitched 'em out or something
sleepyx637: and im like chill
sleepyx637: i gave them the money
sleepyx637: they started to walk away
CA r LOCO 6 9: "go by yourself some clothes, NIGGA"
CA r LOCO 6 9: "want some more money? cuz you could use some new gear, FOOL"
CA r LOCO 6 9: then throw down another 20
sleepyx637: and i was like hey muther fucker!
sleepyx637: and i bust some matrix shit where i pulled both knives outta my coat at once
CA r LOCO 6 9: OMG HAHAHHAHAHAAHHA
sleepyx637: and one of the fool's jaw juss DROPPED
sleepyx637: i was like WUT NOW MUTHERFUCKER
sleepyx637: and i started chasing his ass, and those two fools fucken booked it
sleepyx637: i havent gotten a chance to use my babies in awhile

I laughed out loud at this one.

Emily's reaction?
HuNNieDeWdrOp: u guys are such kids

JM, God of Gods, speaks:

JM Wong 1: hehe....for sure. if they take me, and i get money, i'm leaning towards MIT.
JM Wong 1: we'll just have to wait and see what happens when i hear back in march.
CA r LOCO 6 9: damn man
CA r LOCO 6 9: i got high hopes for you dude
CA r LOCO 6 9: you're gonna take over the world someday
JM Wong 1: ....naw, that's played out.

Never have I been more emotionally affected by rap; and this time, it wasn't only because of the classically-ripped beat. Please, be open-minded if you don't like rap, and ask me to send you this song. You won't regret it. Courtesy of Myung.

They say death takes you to a better place, but I doubt it/
After that they killed his mother, but never spoke about it/
And listen, cuz the story that I'm telling is true/
Cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs, and I raped his mom too/
And now the devil follows me, everywhere that I go/
In fact, I'm sure he's standing among one of you in my shows/
And in every street sight, listening to little thugs flow/
He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know/
The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked/
White, brown, yellow, and black; color is not restricted/
You have a self-destructive destiny when you're inflicted/
And you'll be one of God's children that fell from the top/
There's no diversity, because we're burning in the melting pot/
So when the devil wants to dance with you/
You better say never/
Because a dance with the devil might last you forever.

-Immortal Technique, "Dance with the Devil"

OK. What the FUCK. This is an anti-Carlos conspiracy.

foona ils: yeah, you always know when los is talking to jade on the phone...cuz his voice all hella changes and stuff.
foona ils: and then when he ends it, his voice gets all low and soft, and says, "i love you too."
foona ils: HAHAH
naryantek: HAHHAHAHAHAa
foona ils: dave calls him faglos
foona ils: cuz every other time he answers the phone, he goes, "YYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
foona ils: or "DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH"
foona ils: but if it's jade, he says, "hi"

Ongoing flirtation with my old roommate, Stan:

CA r LOCO 6 9: ht's balls!
naryantek: HTS NUTTTTTTTTZZZZ!

After a sleepless vacation, I'm now regretfully back in New Haven.

Thank you: stan/jeff/jm/ben/neil/ryan/steve/bbz/koreancrowd/eastbayppl/alice/titania/emily/rome/calvin/danny/pete, for a great time in Berkeley/San Francisco
Thank you: jerry/alex/grace for a great time in Santa Barbara
Thank you: jaakko/jimmy/kevin/dave/jerry for a great time in Palo Alto
Thank you: jerry/jenny/dave/emily for a great time at Cache Creek, Lake Tahoe, and Reno.
And thank you of course to my mom, for a good thanksgiving.

Nothing funny to say today cuz I'm tired as fuck, so I'll provide you with a hilarious link.

http://www.dionisus.com/~icebox/dav/aol.htm