Shadow’s Big Day
I went to Santa Cruz yesterday. When Chi texted me on Friday asking me if I was going to Santa Cruz this weekend my immediate reaction was no. I have a girlfriend and I like spending time with her. Also, the last trip to the Cruz was less than enjoyable for me. So with all these factors you can see why a “no” was my reaction.
Chi told me it was his birthday. Fuck. My plans of laying in bed all weekend with Kali have been changed.
I can’t not go to Chi’s birthday. So it was set, Santa Cruz on Saturday. I was a little bit disappointed but decided not to get all negative about it. If I was going I was going to have a good time, and I didn’t need to be negative about hanging out with my friends.
So after pulling myself out of a cuddle session I headed to Santa Cruz. I got there and met up with the boys at Pacific Avenue Pizza. They were getting beers not pizza. I grabbed a pint and once we all finished our beverages, we headed to the top of a parking structure so that people could enjoy a little bit of companionship.
After the parking lot sesh, we headed to see Underworld 3. It is a crap movie, but we were expecting that. Then it was off to pizza at Upper Crust on mission. It was surprisingly good. The waitress there was also a very good salesperson. She said, “Now it’s going to take 20 minutes for your pizza, would you like a salad or another appetizer?” How could I say no to that? I was like, “20 minutes! That is a long time, bring me a salad.” Pizza’s always take 20 minutes. But she created a need. Good job waitress. 
The salad was surprisingly fresh and delicious. I expected a limp and sad looking salad with shredded carrots that were all dry from sitting in the fridge for too long. My expectations were wrong. Go to Upper Crust, it is good. We then went to U Save liquors and got some fancy bourbon, not so fancy bourbon, and beers. We went back to Neil’s and proceeded to get drunk.
Getting drunk was good and we were not planning on going to the bars…but then we did. We went to Coasters and sung Karaoke, it was fun. We got more drunk. I will now bullet point everything else from then on, because I forgot about some events until I looked at the pictures of the night, and I feel bullets will help to illustrate my memory.
- I kept trying to pressure Greg and Neil to flirt with people they didn’t want to flirt with
- There were a few dance party moments at Coasters
- I tried to get a guy pissed off at Coasters by leaning into his personal space
- Chi told me to fight this person
- Chi wanted oxys
- I told Chi and Alyssa to have sex, a lot
- I may have made Alyssa uncomfortable
- Greg pissed in a trash can at Taco Bell
- I didn’t get any Taco Bell
- My sweater was on the floor and wet when I woke up, no doubt beer had spilled on it
- Wendy and I had some tense facebook moments
- I drank too much
- I aimed Echo and Kali so much while drunk
- My facebook status was changed while drunk
- We made fun of Trey, a lot
- I felt like puking all this morning because I was so hung over
- Neil may have been hitting on me
- I kissed Neil
- Wendy and Neil told me that I smelled good…Neil reminded me of it all night
- JZac brought a girl that people thought was cute, she asked me my name and I said, “It doesn’t matter, we won’t ever see each other again.” Then I told her my name
- I had a good time
- The avenue is dirty and shitty
New YouTube Video Hastily Edited By Me
This features Steve Wozniak (The Woz) playing some Segway Polo.
Vegas pretty much sucks
I am pretty much glad to be back from Vegas. Maybe I always knew that Vegas and I wouldn’t mix. I mean I don’t really have the cash to have a good time there. I didn’t go to any strip clubs. There’s a lot of bullshit toursist stuff. The locals seem to hat everyone. I wanted to be back home more than being in Vegas. Everyone seems like they have an angle while in Vegas. It caters to asians because they have way more money than americans. It makes you feel like a rat in an addiction experiment. The food is pretty mediocre. You don’t actually ever get drunk.
I don’t think it’s possible to enjoy Vegas if you’re not on drugs, drunk, or supremely unimpressed by flashing lights and sounds. Would I go again? If I had a shit ton of cash I didn’t need, maybe. But I’d only go to Ellis Island.
We all know zombies are cool
Okay so it’s not a rare occurrence for most boys aged 12-30, who read comics, like really shitty movies because they are hilarious, and live with their mom’s to think that zombies are cool. This is not a surprising thing. In fact, if I were a judgmental person this is one of the things I would predict about a person if all of the above conditions were met.
What is not something I, or most other males, predict is when a really cute chick is into zombies. Now maybe fat, ugly girls who read comics, that’s a little more believable but hot chicks? Not as predictable. Why is it such a surprising thing for a girl to like zombies?
I think we are preconditioned sometimes to think that only nerds can like nerdy things. This is most evidenced when I tell people I like comics, and I can see the roll in their eyes like “Oh yea, I know what this guy is about…nerdery.” This is true, I am about nerdery, but I don’t need your ass judging me and also telling me comics aren’t good at the same time.
This is the same thing, when you tell someone you like zombie flicks it’s like “Oh yea, this person probably also likes comis and lives at his mom’s house.” It’s never, “Oh yea, this is a hot chick who also enjoys nerdery.” THAT is why it’s unique when any cute girls likes AND actually enjoys zombie related things.
Gran Torino is horrible and awesome at the same time - or - Why I love comics
So I am watching Gran Torino right now, and it’s about an old man named Clint Eastwood. This movie is really unique because this old man, named Clint Eastwood, is a racist. But he’s only a racist on the outside, on the inside he is a really caring racist.
Now this movie is trying to show that old men can be bad asses which is true, Charles Bronson anyone? Wow this movie is really poorly acted, also like many a Bronson movie (but not ALL Bronson movies). Anyways, you know what Gran Torino makes me want to do? Read comics.
Today I read comics, they were mostly better than Gran Torino. So we will use a new rating system for comics today: Better than Gran Torino or Not Better than Gran Torino.
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