I took my mom surfing :) a short break from our new year's eve party house cleaning (well deserved break).

she only caught one wave...and didn't stand up, but she was laugh/screaming all the way to the shore. and i when i mean the shore...i mean she went ALL THE WAY TO SHORE and crash landed on the beach 'cause she didn't know/didn't think to bail. haha. she had fun, though. we were out for like two hours and her arms are dead now.

mission accomplished!

ribs are in the oven (mmm....meat) soon to be in the kamado (japanese style grill...made of ceramic) to be smoked...i can't wait. scallops are wrapped in bacon, also waiting to be grilled....and fireworks are laid out in the garage...ALSO ready to be "grilled".

 

the world comes crashing down

goddamnit.

raimi's dead :(

best case scenario: $500

worst case scenario: engine rebuild or replacement.

*cry*

oh shit

4-6 ft. swell hitting friday through saturday!

i'm gonna fuckin' hurt my knee again *shakes head*

this is what i consider a good reason to go to work before the sun comes up so i can get home early after work.....

i decided to learn how to do real surf repairs with old school resin, q-cel and MEKP catalyst instead of the simple UV curing resin i've been using. i think i could really get into this whole repair-a-free-board thing, haha. i'm gonna try my sister on that funny lookin' board in the back... 

On top here is my Barberra...the one i got from my friend's closet. i pretty much learned on that board. i had one before it, it was a 5'9" that was delaminating and i was pretty surprised it still floated. that was...difficult. this one i could at least catch waves on (6'3") but it's kind of a beast to turn. this is the one i said i use when my baby's broken or the surf requires a BIT more bouyancy (sp?). Underneat is my friend's 6'3" that i was trying out. it was snapped in half and repaired, but the repair (~5 layers of glass he said) makes it way too heavy for my tastes. i was too lazy to take it out...since i was pretty sure nobody would care :)

and that's all my boards. slowly i'll start repairing them. 

so i got bored. here's six of the boards. on the left is my baby (with a UV light on 'er curing the resin on the tail), next is a 6'6" i found in some guy's trash...it was custom made from him (unless he stole it from someone else named danny) by someone named "honummi"...at least that's what i can best read the logo as....next is a 7' fish which MIGHT be made by gerry lopez...that lightning bolt on the nose is his old school logo. then there's the 9'7" lonboard that weighs a TON. i might hit that thing with a belt sander and put a lighter glass on the deck...might still be rideable, and might be fun. next (second from right now) is another fish that's unmarked....but it's really thick, might be good for my sis (as well as the lightning bolt) or for small wave riding. in the foreground (right) is my friend ariel's board. he went back home to puerto rico and let me try his board....but as i said i haven't yet.

 

quiver

so prior to about...three weeks ago....i owned two boards. my baby (6'1" that i got new from my brother for christmas/b'day last year) and my bigger wave/my-baby-is-busted board (6'3" that i got from my friend's closet) that's a piece of shit but it's a bit bigger and it still floats.

since then, i've "borrowed" a board from a friend that i was possibly going to buy (6'3" snapped/repaired board) but i'm not. unfortunately i never got it back to him before he went back home for the holidays.

Borrowed my other friend's 6'3" that's his daily rider. he went home to puerto rico for the holidays and knew i was interested in trying other boards. haven't taken it out yet 'cause my knee is suckin'. i might go out tomorrow.

count so far (in my garage): 4

yesterday a neighbor down the street had a pile'a shit on his curb...including a long board that felt like a nine foot ROCK and a 6'6" with a busted nose and a few other dings and divots. we (mom) took 'em both. my christmas present to my mom was a longboard. i didnt' buy one...'cause i wanted to bring her to some surf shops and have them talk to her about longboards 'cause i don't know anything about longboards (i'm a shortboarder) except how to tease 'em (lazy). it's probably too heavy for her to use but it might be fun to take it out. count: 5, 6

THEN today we went over to my friends' mom's place 'cause she's sellin' her house and dumpin' a butload'a stuff. found a gerry lopez fish and another fish under the house (fishes are "hybrid" or "fun shapes" that are somewhere inbetween a longboard and a shortboard...possibly good for my sister). so...yeah...had my racks in the trunk in case i found a longboard for my mom...so i strapped these two on and took 'em home.

final count: 8 boards.

but two aren't mine.

i'm gonna build some surf racks. be a good first welding project?

i'm gonna take a pic of 'em all laid out sometime. i think it's just kinda funny.


jk

chunk

it's so weird not havin' the neormous chunk of 'holiday' for the holiday seasons. i mean...shit...this is the first time i have to do ANYTHING between christmas and new year's. *sigh*. i wonder how many people will be at work next week (my last week at this company, mind you). aaaand my sister's home, too and i can't hang out with her 'cept weekends and nighttime. ehh, i guess this is what i get for signing on to such an odd job.

christmas was nice, though :) despite the fact that it was the first christmas without my dad...and i think maybe the first without my brother, too. glad vanessa got home. my cousin got stuck in LA yesterday and missed the christmas party, he was bummed. it was a good party. i made grand cosmopolitans for the women...and fletcher (cousin), haha. he likes girly drinks *shrugs*. and i almost got my grandma drunk, but i blame my mom and sister for that one. she tasted it and she really liked it...then in a few minutes she's just laaaaauuuughing and goes "oh! there's something in my head!" lol. she's the sweetest thing on earth.

heh, and everyone wanted to see raimi ;) my uncle's been lookin' to get a "toy" lately...almost got a restored '67 camaro about a month ago but at the last minute the guy decided he was gonna give it to his son (lucky bastard). but they were impressed with raimi. she's a hottie.

and i'm reminded once again how much of my readership is a displaced crew in nyc 'cause "for the holidays" everyone has better things to do than sit at their computer bored outa' their minds and reluctantly sitting down to burn it off.

amen ;)

merry christmas, world. happy new year's, too.


*yawn*

yo yo

merry christmas to all and to all a good night.

reminisce

that can't be correctly spelled....fuck it.

so on some whim i still don't understand i went and read the columbia ultimate newsgroup tonight....i dont' know why. i think it had to do with the fact that i was too tired to play guitar and too injured to work on raimi without some pain.

but yeah...got a LITTLE nostalgic...but that wore off pretty quick. i don't miss it yet, really. i needed to get out of school and i'm enjoying my decision right now. having the opportunity to spend shitloads of money on christmas presents (not even on credit cards this year!) feels really nice. i still don't like christmas much, though....i have a lotta haphazard relationships with friends...i dunno how that happens. between guys, it's usually understood whether presents or not are warranted. usually not :) i don't like christmas 'cause i'm a mean person...although i am a mean person, haha. cold, i should say. i just feel worse about when i miss something than i feel good about hitting something (present wise). although money helps...i'm actually quite proud of the ideas i came up with.

but yeah, left a nice long retarded message on the newsgroup sendin' a shoutout to as many people as i could remember to (and by shoutout i mean bitchslap). always fun.

and my mom wants me to cut her hair...ut i'm a little drunk

oh my


"no one no not no one likes to be left out"

PCL

i think this is what might be wrong with me:

http://my.webmd.com/content/article/17/1676_50410.htm

posterior cruciate ligament (as opposed to the ACL, the anterior crucate ligament). but prognosis is good if it is that. i might go to the doc next week...i'll see my uncle...and cousin (doctors) on saturday, though, i'll ask them, haha.

worky

=

so i think i have all my christmas shopping done....in theory. it's gonna be an interesting christmas....'cause i don't really need to shop...not really at least. i've been using all the free time (heh...not much i've discovered) i have to figure out presents for everyone...and i've kind of amassed an odd assortment of presents. all but i think one DON'T require me to brave the christmas crowds. score. i think they're pretty good, too...

although i did already make one christmas blunder ;) repairable (keep reading austin), though.

we'll se how it goes.


mm....lavalamp

So this is a picture from the parking lot of kualoa ranch, where i went with moani to see the vandals and yellowcard. open the pic in another window to blow it up and you can see the big white tent a little to the right and all the little tents (food, beer, shirts, etc.). just wanted all you east coasters to see what big concerts tend to look like out here :)

on another note, my fucki'n neck hurt all day today...ugh. not to mention my knee. i spent a few hours walkin' around ala moana shopping center gathering chee for christmas shopping (i haven't done any yet...'cause i barely have any ideas) and when i got home my knee was hurting...yay. it hurts right up between the two big tendons on the back of my knee...what's in there? back to ice and a brace *sigh*.

 

My life just got about two times as good as yours. mmm....lavalamp. 

yeah

so yellowcard, despite their wimpy lyrics

CAN FUCKIN'ROCK. no doubt....and i have the now twice hurt knee to prove it....goddamnit. but yeah, amazing musicians.

good day.

heh

to the dissapointment of all, she wasn't talkin' about my BALLS balls *crude gesture*....but in fact the metaphoric balls i use to dump every woman who comes near me (sorry girls).

that's probably the only thing i'm good at in relationships. spectacular.

*beer*

boggle?

c a t (10:18:54 PM): I NEED YOUR BALLS JESS

failed

changed my 'blog description'. realized that that's really not what this blog is anymore. i started out this blog long ago (i'm getting all nostalgic because of christian now) to indulge in the newfound philosophy of foucalt and his idea of the panopticon. i'm not gonna rehash it again...go look it up (i spelled it right ;). basically, foucalt was the only thing i enjoyed about an entire YEAR of contemporary civilizations (core required philosophy class for all you non-columbians reading this...which is probably...two people? if that.)

but yeah, a personal panopticon is impossible. we are a social people. and unfortunately the rest of the world isn't as shamless as i :) don't know how that happened but ehh, i enjoy it. too much of my life revolves around others to be as open as i'd like, though. this slapped me in the face recently at work, actually. i purposely don't talk about work a whole lot here because i already know things in a few business circles that i'm not supposed to. just seems best not to. but yeah last week sometime i asked all the wrong questions (just out of curiosity) and MORE spilled to me that i'm totally not supposed to know (it was even agreed upon beforehand that i wasn't to be told before i started workin' there). so even moreso....can't talk about work much *shrugs*.

women...yeah...fine...you win..i've learned my lesson. i've stopped fuckin' writin' about it (most of the time). so far i'm pretty sure my 16000 hits or so (amazing, no?) are almost entirely from new york...but every once in a while i'll get hits from university of hawaii and i get a bit worried that someone found me and isn't tellin' me? i have a lotta grad student friends there...and at least one i've told about this here blog...but then we got drunk and he never asked about it again. and yeah, if anything ever DID happen with tam, i'm sured she'd find me here eventually :) so i'll keep most of that quiet as well. (just enough to keep austin reading).

family...yeah. i do have some sense of respect, believe it or not.

so that leaves ultiamte...which is benign enough...ultimate parties...which are pretty much public domain anyway....surfing...which is just mine...and raimi....which is ALL MINE. christian mentioned me living "the life you wish you had"....but i really only post the best things here. i'm still the karma killin' lame humored schmuck you know and love :) i just have lots to fill my spare time with for the most part. oh, and a little bit'a money helps.

so thanks for reading, all of you (even though i still don't know who the fuck most of you ARE....40 hits!? what the hell). please understand that it's not the balls out open book of my life it used to be, much to my dismay. but i've fought it, and the shy people in my little world win :) congrats.


was that a point?

i dunno, you decide. ain't no fuckin' essay.

nice tming

hahaha, great timing austin. fall league party was yesterday (started at 3pm, early party...but of course everyone showed up at 6 anyway) and at some point in the night chloe (who is gorgeous, if i haven't mentioned) asks me if i wanna go have sex with her in her limo (she bought a used limo). i think she was joking? but i was so drunk and someone attacked me or something RIGHT THEN and i completely forgot about it 'till sometime today when i was sobering up at work and the night was comin' back to me. question is, would i be happier if she was joking or not?

but you're jess

i woke up in a tree house (pretty much) soaked in beer...brushed my teeth, slapped some gel on, changed my clothes and put on deoderant and drove drunk to work. not DRUNK...but definitely dangerous :) ugh...*shakes head* pretty painful day. but a great fuckin' party. i still reek of beer...i should get a shower.

and tammy. no doubt. we had an email vote for all kinds of categories (mvp, most improved, the usual) and one of them was 'girl/boy you'd most like to be stuck in an elevator with'....tammy won by "quite a large margin". maybe i should get on my horse and do something...apparently i have competition.

heh...right...me? grow balls?

oh and some other girl jumped on me when i was trying to pass out. that happens. i think i might've asked her if she was a lesbian....she eventually got off of me...i think.


knee seems to be healing.

head still hurts.

beer taste good right now.

i think i'm gonna crash early.



*yawn*

universe point

oooooh man.

fall league finals

14-14

universe point on offense.

boo.

we made a hard run for gold, and played a great game for finals (complete with fantasy ultimate on the sidelines), but just could not pull off one more point. i'd already been sitting for the last four points 'cause my knee, which i hurt on the FIRST of four games today, was just getting too painful and i was becoming a liability for the team. i called myself off the final offensive line...*sigh* a tough decision but i thought there were others who could do a better job than me. it was a PAINFUL universe point...i don't know how many times it got turned over right on the endzone....and the final throw blue (we're red)...goddamn. this older, experienced guy throws a huck that gets POINTBLOCKED with authority...so hard it bounces right back into the thrower's hands....but everyone (red) had already broken off their men and turned over to offense oblivious that blue got it back...so one guy was sitting in the endzone alone....and the guy hucks it again and gets it off clean...and sails right to a wide open blueman in the endzone.

*sigh* of course i do wonder if i could've turned it...but now i'll never know. ariel and i (cocaptains) are very proud of what we DID accomplish. It was a great time.

and i fucked up my knee, of course. that's always fun....came down on it funny poaching on a deep disc. missed the d, but got in there enough that she dropped it. chloe, this girl that's like 6'2" and an AMAZING athlete...the guys always had to watch her when she went deep. but yeah, layed out high, and i guess spooked her just enough and she dropped it (rare).

we'll see how it feels tomorrow. nonetheless, a great ending to the season.


and i WAS gonna go to a party tonight...but came home, showered, ate, napped...and just wanted to sit around. too tired...and driving is actually painful. i have a STIFF clutch (left knee busted).

i think i've hydrated enough, i'm gonna get a beer....


peace

old times

mmm....just like old times. fall league finals are today and...yeah...i was asleep at 2am...back up at 6am. my mom's doing another craft fair (last for the season) so i'm gonna go help her and my dad set up then head on over to finals (tad late). going in in third place. not bad at all...we have the potential to win it but we haven't been putting it together so well lately. all in the mood.

at least i'm not hungover :) now THAT would've been exactly like old times.

doesn't help that i didn't get much sleep thursday night, either....


*huck*

dust in the wind

i keep thinking about my "life plan" these days as i divy up my time into different hobbies, responsibilities, and obligations (not necessarily in that order). one thing i've decided is that there are definitely hobbies i want to indulge in that i just don't have the time for....and there are hobbies that i DO indulge in now that, later in life, i won't have the energy or health to. that seems to be my decision making factor these days. surf, ultimate, raimi, motorcycle?....my back's gonna break and i'm gonna be a cripple at 35. i might have a family around then, too....so i guess drivin a camaro and a death sentance on two wheels wouldn't be a good idea....so yeah. those are the things i spend my time doing.

other hobbies...ceramics, hiking, music...buncha' other "interests" but those are things i activily have to decide not to do...those are things i can do when i'm a cripple :)

but yeah...i always feel really RUSHED these days. granted, most of the time i'm waking up after four or five hours of sleep to do something i enjoy on the weekends...but it's come to the point where i feel completely out of place when i don't have someplace to be...it's weird. i live kind of far from town and friends...so sometimes i'll hvae an hour or so before i'm meeting someone and i have to waste it and i'm just like...wow...this feels nice. i buy a lotta magazines 'cause i enver finished books (finished 'song of susannah' FINALLY)...and they sit in my trunk...unread...and get soaked by wet rash guards and board shorts...i almost never let myself just...sit. 'cept during the week when i get home (usually after dark after surfing/ultimate) but i'm too tired to do more than type...so here i am.

i dunno...i'm waiting to run out of energy. i periodically get a little depressive (nothing big) and sit around watching tv and drinking...but i usually realize what a waste of time that is.

no point.

just rambling.

torn

so somehow i ripped all the fuckin' skin off my body this weekend...friday ultimate, saturday ultimate, sunday surf, and of course, raimi. so both knees are scratched at least twice...my thigh (don't know how), my ribs (layout!), my hand....that's kind of an intersting one. i think this has only developed in the past couple months...but for you ultimate players, some of you remember how i would occasionally get into the mood to attempt to catch a disc by ATTACKING it and nearly breaking my hand...i think i catch better that way sometimes and when i REALLY want a disc i just try and rip it out fo the fucking air...

yeah so when i miss..i just end up clawing my own fucking hand. so both my left and right hands have little nail marks that hurt like a bitch. that and i dragged my hand on the underside of my back dash (through the trunk) looking for something in the dark. i gotta put a light back there. so my hands are fucked up, too. forearm, too...from layin' out? probably.

so yeah, showers are painful. surfing is painful. but i suppose i have to do both :)

got $100 bucks from a craftfair my mom did. i probably made these pots 4 years ago, but i sold a platter ($80) and a vase ($20). *shrugs*. sweet. i bought a surfboard from a friend with it. i have the board, but i haven't paid him. he let me try out it out first, and i like it so i'm gonna take it. i need a slightly bigger board for three things. really small waves, really big waves, and choppy waves (windy). sounds kind of counterintuitive (small/big) but for small waves, you need a little more board under you to get you out of flat sections (where the wave's not pushing you) because you're going slower. when there's enough power, a small board is fine because there's more wave to push you, and to push you faster. when you go too slow on shortboards, you just sink :) for bigger waves, you just need a little more stability. especially when it's a little choppy...sometimes i'll take off on big waves on my shortboard (6'1") and just the chop in the water will bounce me off my fuckin' board. today was big AND choppy, and the bigger board (6'4" and a little thicker) definitely made the chop easier to deal with. more weight/surface to cut through the choppy sections. tradeoff is maneuverability. my 6'1" has a swallow tail as well so it's really loose in the turns. kinda outa' control sometimes but fun to play around with :) i'm an idiot like that.

and i refuse to get a longboard.

i'm in a lotta pain, but what a great fuckin' weekend.

in most ways at least ;)


alohas