On Lethality and Lightsabers
Big Bird is much more lethal when paired with a lightsaber.

Being in a relationship involves many serious commitments. In mine, participation in exploratory conversations about the impact of lightsaber possession on the animal kingdom may be one such commitment. This semi-serious discussion was launched by a simple inquiry, "If each member was given a lightsaber, which species on earth would launch the most effective reign of terror?"

Pictures from our Cali Trip

Just a few pictures from our recent trip out to Arizona and California. Tina is using a Canon t1i for most of the shots with just a kit lens.

The trip was amazing. I really can't begin to disgrace it with words any more than that. Phoenix, LA, the Bay Area. It's just another world than Orlando. Don't get me wrong, no place has ever felt more like "home" to me than Orlando. I have such an intimate knowledge of the people and places that make Orlando great, as well as the streets that connect them. It's an overwhelming sensation that is difficult to give up.

Where I'm headed is not where I'm going, I hope

Everyone whose told me about the book called Getting Things Done use the sentence "it changed my life" somewhere in their description. Some of these same people are mooches that have a fake portfolio and bounce from contract job to contract job. This bohemian-in-denial lifestyle is becoming more and more appealing to me; let me tell you why:

I am a Consumer Whore
Car-themed tees on my computer desk, energy drink can in the background.

When considering a purchase for something as personal as clothing, there is a pervasive concern that a wrong selection will make you look like "that guy." For any given combination of lifestyle and age group, there are always those on the left side of the box-and-whisker graph that wear their clothes too tight, their brands too loud, their style too forced, and their scene too cli

Warped Tour 2009
Escape the Fate

For reasons I won't get into, I went to Vans Warped Tour twice this weekend: once in Orlando and again in St. Petersburg. I would love to say that there was something worthwhile about each trip, that I got to connect with good music and act my age for one day out of the year. For me, that equates to having a few drinks, shoving people, and putting my long hair to good use.

Slip Angel Throws Up. A Lot. You Get to Watch Top Gear.

I spent most of last week throwing up, breaking fevers, and passing loose bowels while watching Top Gear. I decided I should share my favorite moments with you! Early 2000 sports cars, crappy hybrids, are what you'd expect on a solid car shop. But this is Top Gear. Superb photography, artistic edits, and humorous banter are the norm for a production this epic. My good friend YouTube nursed me back to health with a week's worth of 10 minute Top Gear clips. In the 5 posts below, you'll get to see some of my favorite finds—without enduring projectile vomit. Lucky you!

Ecofactory?

A number of friends and relatives have asked me what my relationship is with http://www.ecoFactory.com. Those who barely know me recognize my aversion to most things eco-friendly, and are confused by the hundreds of items on ecoFactory with my by-line. Did I turn over a new leaf? Did I accept responsibility for my carbon footprint and become a steward of our natural resources, preserving them for future generations?

Not likely.

Bah

Woke up, still in a pretty crappy mood. Decided not to attend the Drift event, as the support on SFL drifters and Florida Drift was pretty piss-poor. Went back and forth with Tina for hours, drove out to Mount Dora, and spent a few minutes, literally, on the Race Life project. Maybe some stuffs tomorrow.

In other news, I think the Beachcomber Inn on St. Petersburg Beach may be billing me $50 for a broken lightbulb in the desk lamp that Tina threw at me. Yeah. Story is coming.

Edit: False alarm. I guess I'm just not used to what a bar tab looks like on my debit card.

What not to do on Vacation

I want to preface this with a few things. Firstly, I've been reading Tucker Max's book a lot. I read all of his stories when I was younger and took solace in the fact that If I choose to take my parent's money back then, I'd end up a douchebag like him. Spending every night shitting and puking on myself wasn't worth the conquest stories. Being imulsed in his writing, mine might resemble his in some way.

If that bothers you, fuck off.

Tribes 2 Returns: Time for Serious Nerdery

I am not what you would call a "gamer". I enjoy video games, and perhaps I am a gamer when in front of my computer or XBox. When I power down the device, I cease to be a "gamer" and become something else, like a writer, car-guy, or web developer.