Friday, January 24, 2003

i'm intensity in ten cities
its friday again. radical.

Plans for the weekend: sit around, go to a party, watch the raiders kick the shit out of the bucaneers. thats right. i've been semi-rooting for the raiders to win the superbowl for like 4 years. by "semi-rooting" i mean, i've been totally uninterested in sports forever, but when i DID happen to watch football i've been like "it would be kind of cool to see the raiders win the superbowl." they have consistently come out at the beginning of the season kicking ass and taking names and then they've seemed to get whipped towards the end. rich gannon is a freaking genius. and jerry rice needs to win another superbowl before he goes to the old folks home. THE GUY'S LIKE 400 YEARS OLD!

that was my jock side incase you didnt notice.

last night i talked to tasha for a really long time. our conversation spanned such inter-related topics as geography, cartography, atmospheric pressure, space exploration, astrophysics, insanity, classic cars, the heat absorbing properties of a wrench, junior high science, and the difference between a "soft" atmosphere and a "hard" atmosphere. yes ... all those things fit together somehow. OH! and we came up with a GENIUS idea for a documentary. its sort of like one of those blind date shows, but then sort of like pop up video, but then sort of like the discovery channel. its so freaking brilliant. we're smart.

"yes josh, stuff does hit the moon."

work sucks, i'm waaaaay busy. blower.