Archive for February, 2007

Well. I suck at camera. I think I need to learn how to actually take pictures. I have a nice camera, and I know how to use it, and what the different settings do. But I’m still such a nub with it most of the time, it’s painful.

And here’s a funny quote, taken completely out of context:
“That’s the first time I’ve called you Dan. Usually I just call you God or Jesus.”

Website stuff is coming along well. The journal from ZA should be done and presentable soon. I’ve continued to upload stuff in increments though, just so I feel like I’m making progress. It’s amazing how long picture re-sizing , saving and renaming take. However, I hope to be done by the end of the week.

Ted’s move went well, and he will theoretically be donating some sweet electronics and furniture to our house in early March. Coincidentally, that weekend will also be the weekend I spend in Boulder at the the A.Math dept. I am so pumped. I wish I could take all the time off from now until this fall… hehehe!!! :D

This guy that I work with said some funny things this morning. He keeps mixing up line in the sand and stake in the ground and stick in the mud. So he’ll say stuff like “We just need a stick in the sand, and then we can go from there,” or “Well guys, these data are really just a stake in the mud, and we can baseline things from there.”

Then I was thinking about how some of our people in Europe got confused by the euphemisms and imagined a foreign guy trying to understand why anyone would bury a delicious steak, especially in the mud. So then I’m sitting in this meeting, thinking about a confused Spaniard, with a thought bubble in his head with a shovel and T-bone, like “wtf? que?!”

Here’s a funny story from a friend of mine:

So there is this girl who is like my new best friend. And basically we became tight because we were randomly talking one time and kind of felt each other out and then both realized we had some weird stuff in common. So it was like I said something noncommittal, then she did, then it escalated and then we went shooting and now we are bff. Anyway, the funny part is that she thinks it is weird that we are into guns. She doesn’t want anybody to know we have this hobby.

So the first time we went to the range, it was a Saturday, and there was a party that night. So we went in the afternoon and I liked it but I was kind of distracted after thinking about the party and other stuff. So she thought I wasn’t that happy about it.

But then later, when I got into the taxi with her and her two roommates, she looked good and I had just showered and taken a couple pick-me-up shots.

So I was feeling good. That is the background. Here is the punchline:

So they are sandwiched in the back seat and I am in the front seat. And I am like, “Yeah I am sorry I didn’t seem more enthusiastic after what we did this afternoon. But now I feel like a warm after glow.

So I turn back to look and she is like bright red with murder eyes. And the thing is, she charged the gun rental. So I am halfway through the sentence “I owe you some money.”

But she also didn’t want to explain to her friends that she had been off shooting guns all afternoon. Plus it sounded like I paid her for sex, which is pretty much the bottom rung of mega awkward…

XD