RKMBs Forums SEPTEMBER 2003

it was really nice. we got to eat and drink outside because the weather was still pleasant.

its always sweet to sit outside with lex, cuz everyone looks at us so confused. seeing a really hot girl with me tends to baffle the public. immediate assumptions passersby come to are that:

• i'm well hung
• i'm very rich
• i'm carrying a weapon

jerks.

moments later, we're done, and we pop up to walk away. i call laura to find out their status and learn they're just down the street, so we go to join up with their asses.

well, their whole bodies, actually.

they're with a buncha friends, which equates simply to "people i dont know," but i've got some booze in me, order another drink, and badda boom, im ready to perform!

an hour or so of laughing and drinking, and we're out. we all walk to my apartment area. i go upstairs, they round the corner for the parking lot and go home.

badda boom.

and there's yer weekend recap!

3 days of time recapped in 3 days of time.

sad.

in that span, i missed discussing how lex's sis was in a car accident on monday. nothing fatal or even overly harmful. she did break her thumb and has all sortsa "i told you to be quiet!!" bruises. from what i hear, they've gotten worse over the past few days and she aint feelin too great. plus, the car is totalled.

she'll hopefully be able to get some money from all that shit purdy soon.

last night, handog came over.

we drove over to best buy and i got me a new digital camera, and cheap-ily! all compliments of the handog discount. suh-weeeet.

its a nice lil diddy. even sony name-branded. what that means, i dunno. but the quality is much higher than my current camera, plus its way smaller (thus, easier to bring places). thats all i wanted.

after best buy, the dawg and i went to johnny rockets and chilled for a bit. got some grub and some shakes. just like in the 50s. except dave sat with me, instead of in the other section.

sigh. memories.

after the food, we hung in my apartment for a bit. got to see the yanks clinch the playoff spot. lotsa celebration and tears for joe torre. ... stupid torre...

we even played 3 rounds of soul calibur. who won? c'mon. of course i did.

wuzzis, thursday? thats not too bad, i guess.

plans got changed last night, so i went to lex's and took her out to dinner. guess where? thats right, biznotch. anything t'see that chick smile.

unfortunately, for me, there was too much frickin traffic on the road. and logan is slowly dying. my poor car.

speaking o'which, i may (or may not) be getting together with my father this afternoon to look into logan replacements.

something in this idea.

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yeah, thats right.

went to the dolph this evening. fixed two computers and their toilet in about an hour. i rule. ... i rule computers and toilets, that is. were you one of those, you'd be my loyal subject.

had a quick meal with the folks. no sis's. they's all punks or something.

the space bar on my home pc is acting funny. fuckin fantastic. fucktastic. fuckstic. f-kic!

after dinner, my dad and i took a spin down to the jeep dealership. we discussed various strategies and ideas on the way. i wasn't looking to purchase a car, just info, really.

i mean, a jeep is a brand of car, and a wrangler is the type. or so i thought. turns out, there are 5 different types of wranglers. why? i haven't a damn clue. and really the dealer didn't either.

there's not much of a difference between the five. and, any difference that there is can be overcome by buying the ___ extra as an add-on. mind-bogglin.

anyway, i saw a buncha jeeps that i liked, some that i didn't like... was all excited at first, cuz i've never had a new car before, and they all looked really cool.

but then, when we all sat down to talk turkey (delicious!), i lost my thrill. prices and my spending money to meet them isn't fun.

the salesmen was cool, but gave the same impression my fat ass real estate agent did -- "ok, you saw the item for 45 seconds, buy it now"

no, i say!

aaaaand friday!

10:30. disgusting outside. just one of those days. but, hot damnit (and itsa hot damnit, alright) its friday!

operation ghostdog 2 is working well. new camera is sweet. new car is moving along ... um... swimmingly.

hmm.

after extended thought, i dont like using that term (see "swimmingly") and hope to never do it again.

da email, da email, what what, da email

friday: pick up lex. go to boken. frequent bar and/or restaurant of choice. choice ends up being... east la!

having had a succesful outting there last week, we decided to go mexican once again. and there aint nuthin i love more than going mexican. what, with the sombreros, ponchos, unshaven faces and, of course, fire arms both aimed and firing towards unseen targets in the sky.

rock.

speaking o' which... an email to respond to:

quote:

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Originally posted by Helen Ochlin:
Rob, you're stereotype comments were so f'ing funny!! I loved the hillbilly guy, and absolutely go to school with six or seven of those types. Why are they here???

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good quessun, helen. in short, stereotypes are here to make life easier. specifically, mine.

without stereotypes, i'd have to spend mindless hours trying to get to know people, so that i can judge them on their own merrit, morals, actions, behaviors and such.

well, why bother?

its so much easier to judge someone because of their shirt or last name. it saves me time and effort.

it also helps keep things organized. i can have the stereotyped mexicans in one area of my mind, the stereotyped hillbillies in another, and the stereotyped teenage girls in a third.

that way, when i see one of the above individuals, i can instantly flip through my mental-rolodex, find the inappropriate comment i want to make, and say it with ease, all while those around me are fumbling around, trying to say something funny.

i have them all beat because i keep things organized.

and thats why i dont drink soda.

at east la's, lex and i met up with laquanda, and later on, roxy. we did the drinking thing. the eating thing. the laughing and talking thing. the usual.

our hanging out is sorta like the tv show friends, except with mostly minorities.

we hung out for a few hours. we got to eat outside cuz it was nice, which i enjoyed. t'aint many of those types o'days left, sadly.

and how.

and ... other how.

after east la, we walked to my apt. once upstairs, we continued drinking fest 2003, volume 48. we ponged a bit. but i didn't have enough cups, so that didn't really last.

roxy split after a few, cuz she's mexican. or dominican. columbian? i forget. something like that. it doesnt matter. she helped me read the menu at the bar, so that was nice of her.

awww...

after a wonderful threeway, lq left and the day ended.

saturday began with the exterminator at 9 am (scheduled, monthly, for the building), and followed by a trip to the post office to mail some o'my comics via ebay.

y'figure, i was just gonna throw these books out -- $0. no muss, no fuss. instead, i ship'em out to people after selling them on ebay. 2 weeks later, i have in the ball park of $300. that aint bad!

after all the chores and such, we hit up marios for some outdoor lunch. pizza for me, chicken sammidge for lex. even a bud for the lady.

eating aaaaaand done!

back to the hoboken apartment. lookin all sortsa rainy and crappy outside, and, well, as tired as we were, we napped. horray for old people!

next up, grocery shopping! ... more... old things. and after that ... cleaning...??

this fucking saturday sucks!

in the end, tho, it was all good. got a lotta shit done that i needed to get done, and didn't waste any nice weather days. in fact, the few moments in that day that the sun actually did poke thru the miserable clouds, we were outside, sitting or walkin or cruisin around.

maximize that time, baby!

sunday. sleeping IN.

wake up 'round 1. go to mall. jets dont play (lose) until 4, so i've got time.

do some shopping. finish up family bday gifts, which i have to prepare for sometime this week. wednesday, i think. get some clothes for me, too.

from where?

the gap.

the size?

M.

i have boo ya butt.

got home. watched some tv. lex starting cookin, cuz she's so cute. we bought some good food yesterday and she was puttin it to use!

scottie called to clarify some drunken messages i got on friday. something about him getting married to some chick. the "clarifications" were just as odd.

oh that scottie.

laquanda came over at like 5. did much drinking. much beer ponging. again, some hard core threeways.

thats really my favorite way to spend a sunday

we did a lotta drinking. i won 4 games of beer pong in a row, which is amazing, cuz i normally suck. it left me INCREDIBLY full, tho.

laquanda got hcicken and rib crib, which marks the first official time a girl has ordered from that place more than once. guinness was on hand to mark the occasion. ... the threeway, also.

oh that guinness!

we ended up watching charmed after the jets "played." im not into the show, but hey, hot chicks. plus, lex and lq are such the cute little nerdlings. my comic book collection has nothing on the "power of three" -- thats damn near dungeons and dragons!

after a few more hours of drinking and screwing ... around... laquanda left, and it was just me n'me' lex.

she cooked me some MORE food and we hung out to watch tv. and that wuzzat.

today, i woke up crazy early and didn't sleep well. but, hey, its a monday. thats to be expected.

kinda sunny out now. could posisbly go car searching with my father tonight.

the days of logan are nearing the end.

my poor lil jeep

4:59. im outta hizzah in like 20 seconds. cant frickin wait, im tired as hell.

just got an IM from the wee sis that my dad'll be movin on over to the boken at some point tonight, so's we can inspect "logan2: the revenge"

tis a bitter sweet event.

and i miss my lex!

yes, well.

last night, my dad came up around 7. i got in his car and we drove to a jeep dealer by my locale, the second car place in a week's time.

my dad had already spoken to the guy there who had a jeep that matched what i was looking for, so we decided to check it out in person.

my dad is the fucking man, so he knew all the right things to ask and check out and inspect and all that.

honestly, everything on this jeep looked nice as hell. right color, right layout, right interior... the newer wranglers have upgraded so much since the day's of logan's youth.

for starters, they're much more like a car and much less like an army truck. they have a real steering wheel, real gauges, even real radios. carpets! standard a/c. the chairs actually fold and make things convenient. its relaly, really very nice.

anyway, i start gettin all happy cuz things are looking really sweet. the two issues are that 1) there are no sidestep things (which they said they could attach) and 2) it had on a hard top.

personally, i'd prefer a soft top.

logan has a hard top. and, yeah, its great for the winter and the rain and all that. keeps things sealed up nice.

but, quite honestly, the hard top is a pain in the ass to take off. on any one of the 3 nice days we had this summer, i was stuck with the top on my convertible car. the hard top not only takes maybe 35 minutes and a team of 2 people to remove, but... once its off... i have no where to keep it! no garage, no lot, no spot, no driveway, no yard... its just me.

a soft top would permit me to fold down the top whenever the fuck i wanted to. i could leave it down all summer, and pop it back up in like 5 or 10 minutes if it started to rain.

thats a bonus i dont wanna do without.

and, according to the guys last night at the dealership, they should be able to address that issue with no problem, too.