Sunday, May 22, 2005
so after a year away from the pier i talked matt into going today under the pretense he didn't hafta go to kareoke with me last night. so we go there and everyone is catching those shovelnose guitar fish, or as matt calls them, trash sharks. then it gets slow. there's a bunch of mackeral schools swimming around but they're not biting. i was lucky to get one and i let matt use it hoping he'll get something bigger but that mackeral was too big, if you ask me... anyway some guy catches a smaller mackeral and gives it to matt, who then gives me the big mackeral to cut up because something bit it's tail and it's now useless as live bait. so i cut the guy up and throw him out on my line. out of nowhere around 5 pm people start bringing up sand sharks left and right! it's crazy, one person would get one, then another, then another. i was wondering why they all were getting sharks and not me and then i get my shark! all the time i've fished that pier and never caught anything worthy i finally get a sand shark! and it doesn't stop there, i got 3 today. it was rad. they were all between 2 and 3 feet in length i'd guess. i doubt it'll be this good again, but who knows. maybe it was the lucky pink rod. maybe it was the weather. either way, i got my long awaited fishing fix. the end.
Monday, May 16, 2005
Tomorrow I will officially release Little Truck unto my father for his care and safe keeping. I've had 3 years of my life in that car and so many memories and trips through the canyon and everywhere in between. I remember the first month I got him, the troubles! $500 on some weird belt after he broke down on the way home from Dodger stadium. Then after that was fixed a month later, he needed a new engine and transmission. $4,000 there. Then he ran gloriously, even to this date. Our road trips included several trips to and from Malibu and Cal Arts, a trip to Santa Barbara, a few scattered trips to Ventura and Oxnard, random trips to Fillmore and Piru, Ojai, Beaumont, and Visalia. The thing is, he was dependable and a good companion. I spent every minute in that car singing along to the radio or cds, or mixes I would make with driving in mind. Today I missed Little Truck. But I will know that he will always be a part of my life. LT, I love ya man!
Sunday, May 15, 2005
So after 3 glorious years and a lot of money invested, not to mention a strange event from last night, I decided to look at new cars more. Luck had it that I came home with one today. Rah. So kids, this is JEEPIE!!! the little Jeep.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
Saturday, May 7, 2005
Friday, May 6, 2005
Wednesday morning I wake up with this lumpy under my right ear. I think I either slept funny and cut off some blood or something, or maybe cramped something at the gym the night before and figure it'll pass. Thursday I wake up and the lump is bigger. Ok, I'll make a doctors appointment. It's for Friday morning. Friday I wake up and its really big and really painful. I go in and the doctor knows right away what it is. He gives me a perscription and says it might be good for me to just get some rest if it hurts and eat sour candies to make the swelling go down. Yea turns out I have an impacted salvatory gland. How does this happen you ask? Well something causes a blockage in the gland, thus causing all the saliva produced to stay inside, explaining why it's bigger in the mornings when I produce saliva at night and it goes down during the day when I chew and my mouth moves and it kinda forces some of the impacted saliva out. Problems: its impacted liquid. Liquid that should come out. That builds up and is near my brain and ear. THere can be damage to the ear if it bursts, etc. So I need to take medication to reduce the swelling and get rid of the blockage. How does this block up? That's a good question. I mentioned my tonsil boogers I get and the doctor said that's probable as this glands outlets are near my tonsils. So I have to go to an ENT. He didn't hafta worry about stuff since I told him I was approved to see one earlier and had delayed the appontment because I couldnt find the papers. So yea, stupid gland. Saliva is retarded. Especially when it makes my cheek look all puffy. Gaaahd!
Wednesday, May 4, 2005
Monday, May 2, 2005
So I took my dad fishing at Lake Piru on Sunday... bad. We rented a boat and I gotta drive because thats what I love to do! But the boat was so shitty! It wouldn't start and I kept pulling the thing to start it and it wouldn't start. So finally I asked my dad to start it for me. Now to start the boat, it needs to be in neutral at full throttle. My dad tweaked around with things before getting it to start. Full blast. Fully moving. In reverse. Into the side of the mountain. Fortunately a bush saved us from hitting too much of the mountain and there was no damage to the boat. Somehow my dad pinned this accident on me, because I was the driver of the boat. Pfttt... All I can say was, he may have tried to blame me for that one, but he could only blame himself when we returned to the dock for the day and his ass fell backwards and ate shit on the boat. Needless to speak, this isn't the first occasion when my dad's fallen in a rental boat. About a decade earlier, he fell while doing the same thing, only he fell into the water like a damned idiot. Maybe it's best we don't rent boats. Who knows. All I know is my shoulders are in pain from trying to start that stupid boat.