Christopher's Random Thoughts...
Short takes, thoughts, and complaints from the week...
June 25, 2008
The world seems just a little bit emptier knowing that George Carlin isn't around anymore.
I'm pretty sure Zach Verke could fix anything that was broken.
I'm going to be a best man...again. How many people can say that they've done this four times?
I know a guy who pretty much self-proclaimed himself the leader of his organization that was set up as a team effort. The sad part is that he gets away with it while his co-workers get no credit. Maybe they'll start a coup...
R. Kelly was acquited. How in the hell did that happen?
Welcome home, Kevin Kosiak.
Congratulations to Jennifer and Eddie on the arrival of their first child, a boy named Simon.
Meatloaf rocks. I'm talking about the singer. Well, the food is good, too, but the singer rocks.
I wish I was able to go to Arizona, too! Tell Matt and Becky and the newest addition that I said hello!
Poor Amanda.
The 188th Army Band Brass Quintet is one of the most musically satisfying groups I've ever played in during my military career. Tim Knabe for president...
Have you ever met someone who was so scared of not being important that they talked themself up to make themself feel good and not worry about what they said (or didn't say) about everyone else to people of importance? I hate it, too.
Thanks to everyone who came out earlier this month for my birthday. It was one of the best I've ever had in Fargo.
I always imagine that if I would've had a brother when I was growing up, he would be a lot like Josh Maynard.
Eddie and Jennifer's new house is nice and big. We should have parties there.
Is it really true that two wrongs make it all alright? I need to compile all the wrong decisions I've made in the last ten years (and believe me, there's a lot of them) and see if the total is an even or odd number. This might take a while...
Hilary Duff was in a magazine exposing her naked back. Is this really that big of a deal?
Welcome home, Craig Hillig.
I forgot how good Cousin's Subs were. I'm glad I remembered.
Your need to be in charge of everything is making me want to punch you in the mouth. That's your verbal warning.
Did you guys hear about this supposed pact that almost 20 girls in a Massachusetts high school made? Their pact was to get pregnant. 17 of them, all aged from 14-17, actually fullfilled the pact. Seriously- what the hell is going out there?
Destructo-Match III is just one more aspect of my life that is ruining my chances of ever getting hitched.
I forgot how much fun it was to party with Emily Bair. I also forgot how good Fryin' Pan is at 2:15am. However, I probably won't forget the hangover I had at 8:00 in the morning the next day at work.
I think the Obama Girl is really hot. It's not going to get me to vote for him, though...or will it?
I'm losing weight and Jessy Klimpel is still calling me fat. Doesn't that whole thing seem sort of messed up?
Summer finally showed up. What the hell took so long?
Roku is shedding like crazy. I'd hate to be a cat in the summer.
Have you seen The Green Room? If you haven't, go see them. You'll have at least one song of theirs stuck in your head for months. I know.
Brown chicken, brown cow...
Yeah, you heard that right- Eddie is a daddy. Watch out world!
Congratulations to Aaron and Lindsey on their marriage.
The Sidestreet is the coldest bar in town...and I love it.
I don't like sherbet.
On NPR, they no longer call people 'fat' or even the PC term 'obese'. They now call them 'over nourished'. I can't believe I write a donation to NPR each year!
It's good to be back, thank you very much.
April 18, 2008
What do these two pictures have in common?
Girl Scout cookies are the bomb.
Steve should have cotton candy at his wedding. Oh, and a bar.
I think we should have a candlelight vigil outside of Lauerman's before they remodel it to become a radio studio. Maybe fill our schooners with beer and stand outside of the place. Make it an all night thing (or until the cops arrested us for having booze out on the streets). I'm game.
The fact that Prince is a born-again Christian makes me sad.
Craig Hillig, my favorite Captain called from Iraq. Start counting down the days- he has about a month left in country. Then it's back to jazz and vodka. Giddy-up...
Zach Verke can not spell.
Thanks for the arrangement for JAG/IAGN, Al. BIG thanks you.
Casual Friday is the best thing to ever happen.
Jennifer, Justen, and I are going to do something "fun" for lunch today. I wonder what that means.
Don Henley is learning to live without chew now.
Change is coming.
Tim Murphy, the character in the PVT Murphy's Law has been promoted to Sergeant. What gives?
Josh is a reverse twinkie. He's white on the outside and yellow inside. Just try his sushi- it's the best!
I'll say this since Steve can't seem to get enough of it: Zach doesn't take breaks.
There's a little toy drum set at Marguerite's Music that I like to envision Nick Peterson playing when no one is looking. The thought makes me giggle.
North Face shorts are the bomb.
Is it spring yet?
I promised Josh I would watch The Pick of Destiny tomorrow. I promise that I will indeed do it.
Zach got forced to dance with a 40-year old woman at a bar. She was celebrating the finalization of her divorce. I could've bailed him out of the whole situation, but it was so much more fun to watch Zach squirm. I suck...and I think it's great.
Kevin Kosiak will be home in about a week. I'm sorry to report that I wasn't able to help him have grandkids by the time he returned. I have failed.
RBF is coming to the Cities with the Warped Tour. August 3rd. Mark in on your calendars.
I wonder if anyone ever gets PTFS (Post Traumatic Funk Syndrome) mixed up with other acronymns with the same letters such as Precise Time & Frequency Standards or Progressive Technology Federal Systems.
The Shrine Circus didn't have any tigers. That was sad.
I'm talking an awful lot about Zach Verke today. I hope his girlfriend doesn't get jealous.
Tim Mattson got promoted to First Lieutenant. Just FYI...
My recliner is a magic chair.
The Shrine Circus didn't have any clowns. That was just fine with me.
I am still failing in my mission to find a pro-fitted home Twins hat that fits me head right. Am I some sort of freak?
I've been practicing an hour and a half consitantly for over three weeks now, and I've never felt better about my playing, though I still have a ways to go to getting back to my form about five years ago.
I should get back to work...
March 13, 2008
I'll be dropping a lot of names today.
Garden State is now officially one of my favorite movies of all time.
Texting is a disease.
Thank God Ace Frehley has come and gone.
I never thought I would say it, but I sort of like the Slim Fast breakfast shakes.
John McCain is going all the way.
Where did all of the simple music go?
I hope Eddie builds a studio.
I need to hang out with Rena more.
I bet Craig Hillig would've been proud of me today. I can't say exactly why right now, but it does involve a handgun.
The writers strike is over, and new episodes of Scrubs start on April 10th. I have been saved.
The Promotion List made me sad.
Eddie, Russ, Jessy, and I love the new basketball game at the Sidestreet. We need to get one of them for Russ's garage so we can play with it during the summer while we cook out. Russ scored the highest out of all of us with a 97. Who would've thought?
Texas Roadhouse doesn't take checks. So, if you get violent about that sort of thing, don't go there.
The Juno soundtrack makes me giddy.
Roger Clemens is a liar.
I'm looking forward to Easter. My Mom told me she would make me an Easter basket. I bet that she actually does. My Mom kicks ass.
I love Radiohead.
A 'Dave Stordalen-less' drill is a bad drill.
The 188th Army Band Brass Quintet makes me happy.
Patents Pending is going to rock the hell out of Kelby's wedding...
I hate to admit it, but I sort of miss Tim Smith's guest pieces on the site. I hope that he writes another one soon.
I think Gene Simmons is going to pass his lie detector test.
Fergie is so in love with chew.
Sheep go to heaven. What about sheepdogs?
What's wrong with Meatloaf?
Ryan Jackson is much better than Jay Beech.
All of Green Bay is still collectively crying.
Does anyone have a descent horn arrnagement of Just a Gigolo/I Ain't Got Nobody? Do I have to write one? I just want to be lazy, I guess...
All of Paul Simon's music makes me magically happy. What's up with that?
Did Aaron Beseler ever exist? Was he my imaginary friend?
I sand It's Not Unusual the other day in a rehearsal, and the most unexpected feeling came over me- I liked it. I bet Dan Johnson could feel it way out in Dickinson.
I'm still thinking of you, Dad.
I'm out.
February 14, 2008
Never blow in a cats face when you’re less than 12 inches away from his non-declawed paw.
Congratulations to Tim and Sara.
I want to play more Cake.
The snow is falling.
I voted for my first Republican ever this month. Lots of people are surprised. Hell- I’m surprised!
Schwind = preggo.
Does anyone really feel badly for the New England Patriots?
I got immunizations for my online pets today. How weird is that?
What were the Twins thinking?
Valentines Day is here again. Remember what I did last year?
Did she say yes?
The NDSU Jazz Ensemble trombone section kicks ass. Keep it up!
Welcome to the shop, Zach. I hope you can handle my cynicism.
Congratulations to Mandy Smallbeck on the birth of her second child.
Aaron who?
What’s wrong with gift bags?
I’m asking a lot of questions today.
The writers strike is over. When will the new episodes of ‘Scrubs’ begin again?
Roger is guilty, just like Barry is.
Does anyone really feel badly for Randy Moss?
What’s up with the three million Facebook applications? It’s confusing.
Wayne Bergeron is not only one hell of a trombone player; he’s also a really cool guy.
Keith Jarrett is my new hero.
Ace Frehley is playing the Fargo Theatre. Wow.
Puppers is a good addition to the household.
I’ve been working on my Frank Anderson impression. I think I’m pretty good at it.
Does anyone really feel badly for Tom Brady?
I just added another Facebook application.
Great audition, Mandy.
Congratulations to Jen Melegaard on the birth of her first child.
I miss playing with Al Berg.
I did in fact buy makeup for my nose. What’re you going to do about it?
John McCain is the man.
No, I’m not going to put the Ace Frehley show on the Upcoming Events section…
January 23, 2008
I'm in a new Salsa Band in Fargo that ironically has the following make up: one Asian, one Russian, six Caucasians, and no Cubans, Puerto Ricans, or Hispanics. Is there something wrong with this picture?
I'm playing a wedding gig in February, and we're looking for funny names to call outselves after each set. Al already came up with 'Papa Smurf and His Big Red Hat'. I like where this is going.
Best of luck, 191st MP Company. Come home safe in one year.
Roku is the coolest cat ever.
Eddie graduated.
Never put three guitarists on one stage. The results are tragic.
I'm glad I didn't sing my intended lyrics on 'Wonderful Tonight' on New Year's Eve. At the Legion, there could've been a riot.
Congratulations to Kate and Nick Naujokas, who are expecting their first child.
Did you come up with any New Year's resolutions? I did. I resolved not to drink sour milk. Why? Because you have to make resolutions you know you can keep. Notice how I didn't resolve to not kill anyone this year?
Amy Winehouse is the scariest woman I've ever seen...hands down!
My car is broken...again.
My stuffed dog (affectionatly named 'Puppy') has his own e-mail address and a subscription to 'Men's Health'. I bet most of you can't say that about any of your stuffed animals.
Some days it matters, and some days it doesn't. That applies to a lot of things.
Helena Handbasket makes me tingle in funny places.
It's true- D minor is the saddest key of them all. I'm an expert on that sort of thing.
Apparently when I get drunk, I take my friend's cell phones and write dirty text messages to other people at the table. Sorry about that.
I got asked to prom again this year. This time around, I was invited by a junior in Oakes, North Dakota. I'm not sure how to feel about it.
No matter what, Cake always makes me feel at least a little better.
Congratulations to Mandy and Chris Smallbeck on the birth of their second child.
Doesn't it seem strange how Eli Manning is going to the Super Bowl and Peyton is not?
My plant is still alive and I'm impressed.
The writers strike must end immediately. It has nothing to do with me wanting the Acadamy Awards to actually happen or whatever. The simple fact is that I will probably sink into a terrible depression very soon if they don't start churning out more episodes of the final season of 'Scrubs'.
Golden Corral blows NASB out of the water.
Never name your children or even your dog Otto. DeAnn and I have an agreement on that. Do you?
Has anyone seen that Aaron Beseler fellow anywhere lately? If you sight him, please report to me at once...
December 25, 2007
First of all, Merry Christmas. I spent about an hour yesterday doing Facebook Christmas wishes to a bunch of people, and after a while, I got tired of doing it, so some of you didn't get a wish. Don't take offense! Allow me to make a mass greeting here on Hanson and Beseler Online- Merry Christmas to everyone!
Congratulations to Justin and Carmen. That poor kid is sure going to be confused when it's born since both Justin and Carmen will look so young to that baby that he or she will think he or she has just met his or her brother and sister.
Why don't the dollar changers work in the Music Lounge? And, speaking of the Music Lounge, does anyone play pinochle up there anymore?
I was approached by Kathy Brekke on Friday night about something I had posted on the site. She talked about the article containing stuff about her and my 'Good Old Boy System' thoughts. I did remember writing about my thoughts on the music scene in Fargo (several times), but I didn't remember ever slandering her name or any one else's name in the process (as it was apparent that she was insinuatng, asking me to remove my post). I did go back and look for the text in question, and I did find an old commentary from about three years ago on the subject of the previously mentioned 'Good Old Boy System'. I then understood how she apparently felt that I was in fact talking trash about her. I cited the Basie's jazz nights as the main example of the 'Good Old Boy System'. Well, from what I understand, she has not actually read the actual commentary (but rather was going from reports from a couple of her students at Concordia), therefore, she was going off of a second source that told her I was slandering her and other musicians on the Basie's gig. Well, now that I have re-read the commentary, I say this much- in no way do I talk badly about any of the musicians who have played with the 42nd Street Jazz Combo. The commentary talks negatively about the system that is in place in this town in my opinion (because that's what you write about in a commentary- your opinion). Basie's was to me, the most visable example of my thoughts, and I explain why in the commentary. I'm sorry that it may cast a negative shadow on the gig, but I'm not saying that it's the individual musician's faults. If the band leader gets hired and the band leader hires his or her musicians, that's how it works out in the business anywhere in the world. At worst, you could call Kathy Brekke and the musicians in her combo victims of circumstance in my arguement. I respect the musicians that perform there, and I play with many of them on other gigs. Anyhow, the short of the long is this- I stand by my opinion on the music scene in the Fargo-Moorhead area, and my support for young musicians is still strong. I advocate a system that allows the best players in town to be playing, and if those young players are never ever given the chance to prove thenselves, we lose the possibilities of utilizing their potential and talent to further the fine arts in the Fargo-Moorhead area. The commentary was not a document used to step on the musicians who have played at Basie's. Don't call me out before you at least read the commentary.
Russ Peterson sounds amazing on the tenor saxophone. Coupled with Simon Rowe's trio and Tom Strait, the group was amazing.
My sister over-uses the word 'love'. She apparently 'loves' everything. Here is a list of some of the things that she has said that she 'loves' over the last hour: The Red Hot Chili Peppers, Chris Rock, my Mom's cooking, my Mom's dog- Tico, her new i-Pod, snow, the Christmas tree, the kitchen table, and the current warmer weather in Minot. This is comparable to the 'Scrubs' episode in which J.D. is tortured by a girl who never laughs, but rather just says, "That's so funny!"
I get to meet John Fred's child tomorrow. How exciting!
The Broncos may have sucked a lot this year, but at least my Fantasy Team, The Asian Sensations, took home the championship in our league! I can finally call myself 'not a failure'.
I'm still singing 'Be a Santa' in my head. Suicide has never sounded so good.
A message from Jessy Klimpel: "You + Me + Beers = A hot minority sausage party later this week in Minot." So true.
How about them Vikings?
Congratulations to Eddie and Rena for graduating this month. It's cool because it's two of my favorite saxophone players ever who are becoming grown-ups!
I found the missing piece of the puzzle.
Congratulations to Jenny and Derek. I envision this being quite the wedding.
Howie Mandel just bugs the hell out of me. Is there something wrong with me?
Emily's drunk-dials are the best.
If something doesn't change real quick, I think I'm going to vote for Mickey Mouse in the 2008 Presidential Elections.
Tom Strait is my hero.
I love my sister, but you know what? She's not a talented singer.
Who's ready to hear the new sound of 'Helena Handbasket'? I'm so excited that I could pee my pants...
I'm glad 2007 is almost over. I have never wanted a fresh start as much as I want one going into 2008...
November 27, 2007
Winter is here again. It sucks.
Whoever coined the term 'Negative Nancy' should be kicked in the head a few times.
There's a conversation going on down the hall from my office right now where one soldier is dropping the 'f-bomb' every other word. It's impressive to the point where I want to drop kick him in the balls. I know that I swear a lot in conversation sometimes, but this guy is pissing me off. This paragraph has no point except that perhaps my patience is a little low this morning. Oh, and it's boring as all hell here at work, hence me working on this while I should have something to do, but I don't. Ok, I'm done with this now...
Running in Minot is a lot harder work than running in Fargo.
I focus on failure an awful lot. I can't help it, and I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.
Dirty little secret that Josh Maynard will dig and Eddie Schwind will hate- I like Meatloaf too.
No more questions about Judas Priest...or tundra swans...please!
Good work on the skins, Kacie. You've found yourself a good gig, and you're doing it well.
The Helena Handbasket demo is a little behind schedule, but it will be done shortly. From the raw mix that I have heard, it's pretty sweet thus far. Wait in anticipation for the sound that will melt your face away...
Sean Taylor, a defensive back for the Redskins, died early this morning after sustaining a gunshot wound early Monday morning. He was 24 years old. It's a tragic story for the NFL and the world. I often wonder how and why in the world these things happen. Either way, it's a sad tale.
Shin splints suck a lot.
Welcome back to work, you slacker...and by slacker, I mean guys who take an entire week off to go hunting!
Denver and the Mile High Orchestra is still alive on 'The Next Great American Band'. Unfortunatly, Light of Doom is still alive as well. I guess there's still a glimmer of hope out there for good music today, but I'm not holding my breath...
This week feels like a time period where Tim Stine should be home. I don't know why. It just does.
The voice of Jennifer Nettles (of Sugarland) still intrigues me...
I've been having the most vivid dreams as of late. I think I may have mentioned that once not too long ago. Anyhow, last night, I had a dream that I was laying in bed with a girl that I used to have quite the interest in, and in this dream, she kissed me. It was so damned vivid that I swear that I could actually feel her lips on mine. I woke up shortly after that, first feeling very confused and strange, and then after shaking the sleepiness out of me, feeling disappointed that it was a dream. I need to monitor what I do before I go to bed. I've noticed that these dreams come and go normally if I go to bed without having a beer. Strange?
Todd Sauerbrun chose to punt and kick to Deven Hester. Good work.
It is now very quiet in this office...and I love it.
Did the Vikings win this past weekend? Did the Patriots almost get beat by the Eagles? Did the Dolphins nearly win last night? Wow...
It's getting old. You know who you are and that I'm talking to you.
Is it true that the guy who owns The OB, Bucks, and Mr. G's bought Lauerman's? Let's see how he screws this place up just like all of his other monstrosities.
Green apples are delicious.
Our punk version of 'Wonderful Tonight' makes me happy. It also makes me hate the actual song just a little less.
I need a haircut...again.
November 15, 2007
Congratulations to Matthew and Nichole on their wedding last weekend.
I suppose it’s time to concede victory to old man winter.
Life is a series of challenges professionally, emotionally, and personally. Everyone knows that, but they don’t always recognize it.
I am now a religious viewer of Scrubs. Russ and I DVR every episode each day. That’s 7 episodes a day. I may need to seek therapy after this year’s final season is over.
Guns n’ Roses is now played heavily on most classic rock stations. This is yet another sign that I am not getting younger.
The Bison deserve a bowl game since they’re still obviously the best FCS (NCAA Division I-AA) football team in the nation, but are unable to participate in the playoffs because they’re on reclassification probation. Throw us a bone, please.
My stuffed animal, Puppy, now gets his own magazine subscription to Men’s Health. If you want the full story on this, please contact me.
What happened to the Broncos this year? Every Sunday, I fall asleep in tears. I can’t even imagine how Vikings fans feel.
It's pay day. I like pay day. Not the candy bar, though. Just the occasion.
Russ’s TV is sweet. It even makes Super Nintendo games look cool.
Rule #1 about seeking change- talk to the person(s) in charge.
Prepare for change.
The most ridiculous thing I’ve ever seen- a trumpet case with casters and a retractable pulling handle. I’ve got news for you- a trumpet is not that heavy. I understand there being casters on a Fender Reverb Amplifier or on a Marshall Stack…because they’re heavy! But a trumpet case that you can pull behind you instead of carry? I sense some laziness here.
Jessy Klimpel is hot.
I had forgotten how annoying most trumpet players are until week. I’m glad that they put the extra effort in there to remind me.
Don’t go…please?
I need someone to teach me how to play Madden 08. I haven’t been a regular player of Madden games since 2005. Anyone game?
I have never seen a chip on someone’s shoulder that big before.
They need to put Animaniacs back on TV again. Seriously…
I am now one step away from being a board member with the Jazz Arts Group, serving as the player representative for the band. What can I say- I brace the opportunity to ruffle feathers.
Did anyone see the story in the media about the girl who got detention for giving a friend a hug? It apparently violated the code of ethics at this school that banned ‘public forms of affection’. What the hell is wrong with this picture?
Dano and Chaus are married now…not to each other, of course. I’m just saying…
The world called and left you a message- they’re sorry for inconveniencing you.
I had forgotten how not funny most trumpet players are until last week. How could I have forgotten?
Wake up, LaDainian! I need your help!
I need a haircut. I think I’ll go remedy that…right now.
October 19, 2007
Lettuce is “crunchy water” according to an anonymous source in Milnor, North Dakota.
You’re not the boss of me.
Remove Britney and Lindsey from the world…please.
I’ve been having strange and vivid dreams lately. Last night, I dreamt that Lauerman’s had reopened, and I was sitting at a table with a bunch of my friends, but they were friends from all my different stages of life. I can list them all off, too- John (Minot), Bill (Army), Sara and Dan (college), and Josh (current day) were all there. Lauerman’s looked the same except that there were no signs up anymore and the bathrooms had moved to a different location. It was strange. It’s one of those dreams that isn’t realistic, but is still realistic, you know? There was no real plot in this dream except that we were all just sitting there having schooners of beer and visiting. It was just kind of odd to me, especially when I woke up.
The impending face-melting is unavoidable.
Rush Limbaugh may be a big fat idiot that spews vomit out of his mouth on a daily basis, which is in turn, broadcasted all over the nation and the world courtesy of the EIB Network and Clear Channel. However, the freedom of speech guarantees his right to say what thinks, and I think it was pretty lame of Democrats to put that letter together asking for Clear Channel to condemn him. I now need to take a shower to wash this moment off of me.
I suck at math, and I’m Asian. Is there something wrong with me?
Craig Bohl is to me what Chuck Norris used to be to all of you.
I kind of miss Slapshot Pizza being on North 10th Street. I understand how excited the staff was to get away from the “ghetto situation” that they were in, but I still wish it was up here. It was right on my drive home from the bar…
‘Destructo-Match II’ is the best game ever.
Five days to the studio date…I’ve never been so excited to be in a band before.
Tim Brewster, Minnesota Golden Gopher football coach, is an idiot…or a pussy…or maybe both.
I had forgotten just how good a cup of hot chocolate is on a cold rainy day.
We are all constantly trying to make things right, believe me. I share in your non-ending search for calm and peace.
One of my goals when I first moved to Fargo was to play at Basie’s. I never imagined I would meet the goal playing bass. I played last night with the Chris Gould Jazz Combo, and it was a most outstanding gig. I had a blast playing, and I was appreciative of the invite from Chris to let me perform in the group. Kudos to Russ, Chris, and Jon for their hard work as well.
A middle school in Maine approved the free distribution of birth control to their students. It seems to me that this is going too far…
With the upcoming elimination of the Army Class ‘A’ Green Uniform and the introduction of the Army Dress Uniform (which looks similar to the current Army Dress Blues), will my Guard Band rock group ‘Blues in Green’ have to change its name?
October 15, 2007
Fall is here, and it sucks.
Helena Handbasket is preparing to melt your face off. You've all been warned...
Reel Big Fish makes me life complete.
Facebook is getting downright ridiculous. What's up with all of those applications?
Thanks to Jenny for going to the game with me. It left like a hot date, which was nice!
Craig e-mailed to have me tell everyone that he's still alive.
Jessy Klimpel is hot.
What in the hell is wrong with Anne Coulter aside from her Adam's Apple?
Who likes Monday Night Football on ESPN? I do.
Puppy went on the road with us.
Baseball?
Eddie rocks even when the words are in German.
Congratulations to Dano and Kirsten Johnson on the occasion of their wedding!
I'm not so sure I'll ever look at my Red Wings hat the same again thanks to the conversation in the car on the way back from the Cities...
Hanging with DeAnn and Tanya is the best. I'll stop there with the explinations...
Keith Olberman is my hero.
Matt Prindiville is still funny...and still looks like he's ten years old.
If you like to dance, you may want to consider taking Tim Smith out for a pluthera of drinks.
I'm thinking of an object...
Robin and Ryan's baby is so cute.
I might be addicted to Starbucks Frappuccino.
Puppy is getting a subscription to Men's Health. Puppy isn't a man. Puppy doesn't have any money. What is happening here?
Lemon-Lime Gatorade and Powerade save me.
The Denver Broncos are causing my serious heartache...
I hope that the University of Minnesota is prepared to lose this weekend.
Facebook does indeed make me feel younger.
I threw away fifty-three pairs of socks with holes in them last weekend. Is this as interesting to you as it is to me?
pa•tience (noun)
1. The quality of being patient, as the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.
2. An ability or willingness to suppress restlessness or annoyance when confronted with delay.
3. Quiet, steady perseverance; even-tempered care; diligence: to work with patience.
Congratulations to Erin and Steve Wirtz on the birth of their child!
I miss having the Tompkins' around here in Fargo. Hurry up and move back.
Pat Metheny, Antonio Sanchez, and Christian McBride kick ass.
I still like 'Sax Offender', Josh.
I need to stop wishing on someone else's star.
August 20, 2007
Life is hard. Life is harder when you're stupid.
Justen's coffee saves me each and every morning.
I have re-developed a taste for Vodka Sours again. That could be really, really bad.
re•al•i•ty (noun)
1. The state or quality of being real.
2. Resemblance to what is real.
3. A real thing or fact.
4. Real things, facts, or events taken as a whole; state of affairs
5. Philosophy. a) Something that exists independently of ideas concerning it.
b) Something that exists independently of all other things and from which all other things derive.
6. Something that is real.
7. Something that constitutes a real or actual thing, as distinguished from something that is merely apparent.
The song really does remember when, doesn't it?
Russ got older last week.
I'm requesting leave for Friday, and if I don't get it, I'm going to break Steve's arms. Yup- both of them.
Things change.
Annoying fortune from a fortune cookie- "If the cookie breaks twice, the answer is yes. If the cookie breaks three times, the answer is no."
All we have to do is keep talking.
I can see beyond Drea's displeasure for ska because she's so hot...and she brings me beer.
Jessy has done a lot of growing over the years.
Blues in Green rocked hard on Saturday. You make it so worth the six years.
Is it fall already?
I will name my first daughter 'Kasha'. Don't tell her that it's Russian for 'slush'.
I'm DJ'ing a wedding on September 8th. I have now completely sold my soul, apparently.
I have a red stapled in my office.
Four 30" pizzas are too much food for 26 people. Just thought you might want to know.
Poor Nick. Poor, poor Nick.
Congratulations to Robin and Ryan on the birth of their first son.
My Fantasy Draft is on Friday. I'm excited. I wonder if Tanya is as excited as I am.
Jennifer Schwind is not pregnant. The rumor started here. I'm here to kill the rumor.
Only 11 months and change to Jass 2008. I'm stoked already.
Sorry about the coffee mug, Justen. I'll find another one.
Welcome back to school to students and teachers alike.
Some songs make me feel like it's all going to eventually be just fine.
I want to buy a gun to shoot for sport. I also want to start hunting this fall. Maybe I'll even vote Republican next year. Who knows?
See you on Sunday, Matt and Becky.
Aaron who?
I've got nothing.
August 6, 2007
I wish Scott Baio would just go away.
Why did Counting Crows cancel their North Dakota show...again? All this teasing is pissing me off.
The new Reel Big Fish album rocks my face off. Keep in mind that it doesn't melt my face off, though. Only Josh Maynard's guitar playing does that for me.
Did you know that Slapshot Pizza has a 30' pizza? We now have lunch for Jass on Sunday.
Justen Reed looks good in a black suit.
I don't know if Robin had her kid yet, but I hope she has it soon so that she can be comfortable again. :)
Speaking of Jass, we have five days until it starts. No matter how many years of experiance I have doing this, I always get a butterfly in my stomache about this time before Jass.
I survived for four years with one cell phone. Since then (in the last 12 months), I have gone through three phones. I hate my life.
Congratulations, Logan. She's really cool...and really hot. You get to marry her. (Why do I feel like I'm saying that to people all of the time...)
Support your fellow young musicians. They're your colleagues and your friends.
I wish I owned stock in Captain Morgan. I made the company some money at the wedding in Minot this past weekend.
Thanks to Nick and Logan for inviting me to sub in with Fat Daddy's out at Lake Cormarant. I had a good time rocking. Sather showed up on Satuday night, and that made it into more of a reunion of sorts. Good times. Also, Nick- nice rocking on the drums. I've never seen a lefty kick ass like that. Oh, and quit telling yourself you sucked. You get the two thumbs of approval from Christopher Hanson- if that means anything to anyone...
Every now and again, the winds of change blow in. Can you feel it? I can.
I got my tickets to the Bison vs Gophers game. I'm amped already.
Jessy + Josh + 9 Beers Before a Wedding Reception = FUN.
Am I becoming an "average person"? Please tell me that I'm not.
I'm going to start hunting this fall. Shooting stuff is fun.
The line "I've been dragging my heels with a bitch called Hope, let the undercurrent drag me along..." makes more sense now than it did in 1990 when the song came out. Who would've ever thought Guns n' Roses would make me think about aspects that were somewhat important and possibly valuable in my life?
Thanks for the "gift" in Minot, Josh.
Thank God that the ties weren't pink.
Jessy loves "hot dogs". If I wake up and you're pouring mustard and relish my neck, though, you're going to get it.
I'm not certain how some people survive by giving up all time with their friends. It would kill me.
Congratulations to Jennifer in Minot. You'll make a kick-ass mom.
The Rev is at The Venue this week. Rocking out shall ensue.
I found out that Amanda Marshall's music is all astonishingly depressing. I immediately downloaded most of it.
In search of some free time- if you have some, can you loan it to me? Thank you.
Party Bus + Jag Bomb + Wedding Party = LONG DAY & NIGHT.
I'm grateful for the Fargo Street Fair so that I can enjoy one day of the most unhealthy food ever. God bless them.
I should've brought Puppy back to Minot with me.
It sort of sucks that people need to die for me to have job security. I had never thought that hard about it while working for Military Funeral Honors here in the Guard, but after dodging the thought for a while, I do realize that it is the truth, and I don't know how to feel about that.
I hopped on that train that they call "Rockstar", and I'm never coming back.
It was horrifying to see the tragedy in the Cities this past week. How in the world could that happen? I'm sure lots of you shared that thought. I was grateful, though, after several phone calls that my friends in the Cities were safe and not on the bridge.
The rifle team sequence with an M-14 is really cool if done correctly and all together.
Fantasy Draft is coming up in two weeks. My life will be complete again even if my team licks like it always seems to do.
I'd love to fall asleep one night and wake up three years ago. I would still have all of the good friends I have now, and I could still make some substantial changes in my life that would alter the road I'm crawling on these days. I would wake up knowing all I knew from the future, and I could do some things differently. For anyone that I didn't know back then, I could meet again and perhaps more quickly than I had done the first time. Do you all have those dreams, too? I find myself having that dream nearly every day. That's my mind taking control after a brief recess...
I was afraid that Tim Smith had been attacked by a pack of dogs. Thankfully he wasn't?
The "Leave Fargo Meter" keeps going in extreme directions. Doubt can be such a bitch.
"Say goodnight, not goodbye." Great advice. Good intention. It can create a sad memory, though.
Jessy Klimpel is still hot.
July 18, 2007
It took motivated people to get me to put together Jass again this year, and for that, I am thankful. Thanks for the kick in the seat of the pants. Now let's have a kick-ass show.
I want to be Paris Hilton minus all of the stupid shit she does. I guess what I'm really trying to say is that I just want to be rich.
I saved $105.00 on my fireworks shopping this year. I spent $70. How's that for impressive?
You shut up!
How many BFF's can a person have? Is there a rule out there?
Welcome home, Jennifer. Now Eddie is 100% sane once again.
Three weeks to NFL training camp, and I'm amped beyond all belief. Also, just over a month to the first Bison football game. I'm ready.
Folding a flag is much more complicated than you think.
Patents is playing again, and I've never been more excited to do so. Please come see us play. We're playing for pride.
Thumbs up to the guys in Bismarck who thought it would be a good idea to pay out bonus money two years early.
Dave Stordalen is going to make changes, and I can't wait for it all to happen.
Blues in Green makes my drill weekend great.
I'm not one who has ever wanted to support Starbuck's, but I have to admit that their Frappuccino® Coffee Drinks are really, really good. I drink 1-2 a day. You'll still never see me step foot in a Starbuck's, though.
I hope that Paige didn't forget that I was her 'date' for DeAnn's wedding. I guess we'll see...
A few years back, I had a crush on my good friend's sister. Last night, I had a dream about it. In the dream, my friend found out about it and was in search of me with an angry mob to kick my ass. I wonder how accurate that would've been. She's married now and lives a long ways away from here.
I just can't get used to using 'Beseler' as Tanya's last name. It's nothing against Aaron, but it just seems unnatural to say it.
I miss Tim Smith and his witty (and often offensive) thoughts. I hope he comes up with something soon (hint, hint...)
I still haven't seen Transformers, and the more people ask me if I'm going to go see it, the less I want to see it. Leave me alone!
Facebook now has too many applications. It's out of control.
Reel Big Fish kicks my ass, and I'm thankful for it.
I still wonder a lot despite me telling others not to.
If you go to DeAnn and Eli's wedding in Minot, you just might get to see my dance again. This should be an indicator as to just how many drinks I plan on downing. And yes, I have already booked a hotel and I will not be driving...
Jessy Klimpel is hot.
Ninja, please...
May 27, 2007
Jennifer will be home soon. We're excited here in Fargo! See you soon!
Does anyone know someone from our old NDSU days who works for Forum Publishing? I'm offering a reward here.
Cats shed...a lot.
Basie's did the right thing. You can't keep the same group for seven years and not expect it to get stale. It was a good call.
When is it going to be summer for more than four days in row? If someone knows, let me know. I'll be sleeping until then.
You don't know me.
We'll miss you, Kevin. Be safe and come home safely.
I have never been so thankful for my family as I have been this past three months. Thanks for everything.
Hiliary Clinton kind of reminds me of Carolyn Burnham, the character in the movie American Beauty played by Annette Benning. She plays the insane wife of Lester, played by Kevin Spacey. If you've seen the movie, you should instantly understand what I'm talking about here. For the love of all things that are sacred, I hope that Obama is nominated.
Dale Jr. should drive the #3.
Tanya and Beseler are getting married in less than a week, and I'm stoked about being out there. Speaking of Beseler, has anyone seen that guy? If they see him, remind him that he's a webmaster on a website somewhere...
If you talk the talk, you should probably walk the walk. Save your integrity.
We'll miss you, Craig. Command wisely, be safe, take care of your boys, and come home safely.
Stop generalizing. I hate that.
DeAnn Hickel kicks ass.
Jack Daniels is no friend of mine...or of DeAnn's...or of Matt's...or of Mike's...
You should've gotten the black truck, Eddie.
Facebook is killing me slowly and softly.
Embarassing note: in 1996 while I was at the Armed Forces School of Music, my favorite two CD's to listen to while doing theory homework were Jagged Little Pill and Cracked Rear View by Alanis Morrisette and Hootie and the Blowfish respectively. I felt that getting these embarassing thoughts out in the open will clear my mind. I now realize that they will be points to be mocked by my so-called friends. It's a vicious circle, isn't it?
Dan Howard- please don't ever wake me up again. The memory is too horrible. Thanks to you, I should be seeking therapy, even five years after the fact.
Just kidding- the blue one is pretty cool, too.
Dave Stordalen is going to be our savior at the 188th Army Band.
According to Jessy Klimpel, if given a shoe and a toaster, I could turn them into a PS3. I doubt his assumption, but stranger things have happened.
I want to call Tim Smith "The Meatman", but somehow I feel that he might turn that on me somehow in his next set of thoughts.
I've got nothing. I haven't had anything the whole time I've been typing this stuff. I'm out.
April 3, 2007
What would happen to Paris Hilton if she did in fact get three months in jail for violating her probation? I've always hated most reality TV shows, but this could really be the one that I got into...
Eddie Schwind is my hero. He brought me Shiner Bock beer that found in North Carolina. Jennifer- if you're reading this, you might want to prepare for a battle when you get home from the Middle East. I might be after your husband...
Duke didn't make it past the first round, and that's all I had to pay attention to the NCAA Tournament this year. I consider it a good year.
Time Me Kangaroo Down, Sport is one of my newest old favorite songs ever. Thanks, 95.1. (Sorry, DeAnn...)
Monty's make me happy.
Roku owes us rent from the last six months. Pay up.
Kate and Justen are the best co-workers ever. Thanks for the great time I had while I served as a technician. Hopefully we can figure something out over the next month and a half...
Happy birthday Rachel, Beseler, and Haley.
I think it's about time for a buffet tour.
'Hate' is a very, very strong word. Perhaps you should reconsider telling the whole world that you hate everyone in your blog all of the time, unless you really mean it. If all you need is your family and your signifigant other, then fine. Stop retracting and then going back again and again. I'm tired of it, and it's not fair to your 'friends'.
There was nothing more refreshing to me than playing jazz with Craig, Eddie, Al, and Russ last week while knowing that the same old tired group was playing at Basie's just a few hundred feet away from us. In with the young and fresh, out with the old and stale. I sense a new wave...
Why have I been sick three times this winter?
I'm glad St. Patrick's Day only happens once a year, or else I would be an alcoholic.
I hate to say it, but I miss Tim Smith's 'kind words of wisdom'.
Beseler can take comfort in the fact that he will never be as old as me.
It's been ten years since I turned on my TV in San Antonio to see a live feed on CNN of the Red River of the north overflowing and destroying portions of Grand Forks and Fargo.
Dragonforce is as amazing as they are annoying.
I didn't play an April Fools joke on anyone this year. I consider it my biggest lost opportunity to date.
I'm jealous, but the sting will fade. My desire to do what I love to do with my best friends who share the same fire will prevail, and we will have our day. Watch out.
I hope the Cardinals lose every game this year. Imagine this: 0-162. I would be in love.
February and March were very rough months for me personally. I propose a toast to the hopes of a much brighter April. I see we're off to a great start with a snow storm!
Keep it in your pants, Josh...please.
February 14, 2007
More general thoughts...
Dragonforce is actually a pretty good band. But, no, I'm not going to do a tribute page for them on the site. Deal with it, Jessy and Tim.
DeAnn and Kate made Patents Pending t-shirts for our last show. That's the coolest thing any fan has ever done...aside from the few girls who have flashed us while we were playing...how can anyone compete with that?
What ever happened to loyalty? It's apparently slowly turning itself into self-absorption.
Eddie is a pinball wizard...minus that deaf, dumb, and blind stuff.
Your resume and your 'I Love Me' list doesn't sell me on an issue when you're trying to convey a point or opinion. Speaking to everyone on all levels and not depending on your status while providing persuasive, credible, and honest points will.
Andy Martin is my new trombone hero.
Regret is an emotion that can't be chased away. It's too bad, isn't it?
High fives are obnoxious, except for when the "Cap'n" does it.
We should make Britney Spears go away. I bet if we dropped her off with Tim Smith for one day, she would disappear in a hurry.
Was that 'yes sir' or 'yeah sure'?
I'm getting a little tired of two things on blogs- the ones where the person takes everything in the world out on their friends, then the next post is about how much they love their friends. You can only have it one way, so choose. I think you made the decision loud and clear. The second one is when they complain about the direction they're going, for example in college in their major. If you regret doing it and you can still turn it around and do something else, maybe it's time to change gears and do just that. You're going to be in for one hell of a long lifetime if you're doing something that you hate.
Has anyone seen Aaron Beseler lately? Just curious...
Tim Knabe is making an actual list of all the things that I've said, "I'll give you a..." about. I have a feeling that I'll never be able to live up to that list.
I don't hate Tim Smith despite what you might think. Seriously...
I'm now an usher in DeAnn and Eli's wedding in August. Have the scotch ready.
Cut the cord. You'll never grow up if you don't. Becoming independent doesn't mean that you have to stop loving your family.
I wonder how Tim McGraw feels about Taylor Swift's new song, Tim McGraw. Will it make his oversized head swell some more? Probably.
Nice work, John Petroski. Sure- we have freedom of press and freedom of speech, but should the writter have freedom of concern or tact? Rape is not funny. Think about it. It shouldn't take much thought.
I inquired about owning stock in Jim Lauerman's. The owner of the bar looked at me and for a second, it looked as though he agreed.
Mike Vacha is a bowling pro. Good work reaching for the stars.
Josh Maynard melts my face off.
My old high school buddy Jim is engaged. I'm wondering when frogs are going to fall out of the sky. Just kidding- congratulations, Jimmy.
Facebook consumes too much of my time.
Are we there yet?
The Colts won, and I was really happy. The only time I've ever been happier is when the Broncos won back-to-back Super Bowls.
I have the worst timing out of anyone alive.
Dan Johnson is all grown up now.
I sure wish I could play drums.
JACKPOT!
Jessy Klimpel has challenged me to drink five gallons of country gravy in thirty seconds. Ron Storhaug has publically doubted that I can do it. For some odd reason, I kind of want to take up the challenge. We better have paramedics on hand for this one.
Have you heard that song Alyssa Lies? It makes me want to cry everytime I hear it.
We'll miss Caleb.
That is all...for now...
November 26, 2006
Just general thoughts here this time...
If you're out near Detroit Lakes, Perham, Vergas, or Ottertail, watch your speed, those cops are ruthless. They pulled over 5/8 of our band on Friday night...
Congratulations, Dano and Kirsten.
Lots of people know me very well. Other people don't know me as well as they think they do. Then, there are some people who don't know me at all. For the last set of people mentioned, please remember that point. You'll thank me later.
There are no warnings that a water pump is starting to fail. I know.
Hey Vikings fans- don't get to excited about your win today. Keep in mind that you beat the Cardinals. That's nothing to brag about, seriously.
We should probably just concentrate on North Korea. Kim is pretty sick. Take it from another Korean.
Tonight, I'm eating Haagen-Dazs for dinner.
Congratulations, Jennifer Braus.
Tim Smith actually told me that he thought he may have offended himself with one of his recent guest spots on the website. Can you believe that?
Al's afraid of Canadians.
Did you see that it's going to rain and be 45 degrees on Tuesday, then it's going to be 15 degrees and snowing on Wednesday. Good luck, folks.
Apparently the new Judas Priest is Spinal Tap. I'm prepared to be annoyed by Jessy and Tim forever.
Did you know that everytime you interupt someone, your penis gets a little shorter according to American Dad? Good to know, isn't it?
Caleb Mott is a really funky rock bass player, and if I were gay, I would totallly stalk him.
Hey Keira- if you read this, I'll be in Devils Lake most of Tuesday. Drinks and dinner on me, baby.
This ice cream is doing it for me, I need some meat. Good-bye.
October 9, 2006
The following things and/or people have pissed me off this week...
Stop talking behind our backs, and you know who you are. Accept that we're able to function despite not having the 'combined years of experience'. If you're so critical of what you see, yet a professional with sound reason, why do you allow assumptions to regulate your view of someone or a group of people? Allowing another groups success to become a threat to you and your colleagues is simply a large sign of insecurity.
The Oakland Athletic's- thanks for killing the hopes of a large portion of the North Dakota and Minnesota area. The Tiger's are going to kill you.
North Korea. Enough said.
Please don't show up drunk to drill. There's plenty of time to be drunk during off-duty hours. Of course, I suppose I didn't think about the aspect that there's plenty of time to be stupid during on-duty hours. I'll have to think this one through a little more.
Some grudges are understandable to a point, but some are not. None are good.
Brian Westbrook- my fantasy football depends on your injury status being posted before game day. Oh, and you're on the 'can not cut list'. Stop it, you're killing me and making me the laughing stalk of my fantasy football team. (Yes, Tanya, I know you don't understand.)
If you don't care, you don't have to fake that you do. It's a free country.
The people who place their friend's status' in the negative based on how their dealing with their own problems...then publically announcing it to the world. Your true friends are just that- true friends, and just because you're having a bad day, week, or month doesn't give you the right to take it all out on them for no reason whatsoever. Grow up.
Short Takes and Thoughts...
I haven't found any other males in the world who like The Gilmore Girls such as I do, but I'm holding out hope. Tim Smith is probably happy to know that I still have my princess pillow, which I was instructed to hug when I watched the show. Why am I sharing this?
Josh Maynard is the man. He saved my ass this weekend when our guitar player in Blues in Green got sick. Josh stepped in and played on short notice, and got rave reviews. I owe him beer for the next two weeks, and no, Josh, you can not argue with me on this.
The reading band will go on hold for a few more weeks. It turns out that our first scheduled reading rehearsal falls on the night of an NDSU Marching Band event. Don't give up hope just yet, though, we'll get it rolling sometime in the next few weeks.
If you haven't read Tim Smith's newest piece, you should. It will confuse the hell out of you if you don't know Tim. On second thought, it confuses all of as well.
There are too many depressing songs on the radio.
Speaking of radio, did you hear that Clear Channel sold all of those Fargo-Moorhead radio stations back to their local owners? Take that, corporate America.
While the weekend drill was really busy and stressful, I would like to think the members of BIG, along with Brad, Kate, and DeAnn for making it all worth it. Oh, and we should thank beer and whiskey for their help, too.
Christopher Columbus got me a day off of work. Thanks, dude.
September 22, 2006
The following things and/or people have pissed me off this week...
Jamestown College, mainly Donna Schmitz, suck. Jamestown College was supposedly interested in having Patents Pending play their Homecoming Dance downtown in Jamestown. However, they apparently went with The Roosters. However, no one has bothered to get back to us. We checked the Roosters website, and the show is on there. Is anyone from either Jamestown or from the booking agent involved (not our own agent, mind you) going to call? Probably not. Good doing “business” with you all.
The New York Yankees- who cares? It’s called a salary cap. Major League Baseball needs one.
Good Old Boys and Old-Timers are on my nerves. If the younger less known guy has the potential to do good, please move over and let him do it. Selfishness is a sharp knife that can do much more damage than good. Think about it. You know who you all are.
This whole spinach thing is distressing. I feel bad for Popeye. How can he even get out of bed in the morning?
Who put up those ‘Alcohol Myths’ sheets in the bathrooms in the Armory? Basically, it’s seven ‘alcohol myths’ that are supposed to make everyone feel like an alcoholic. They put one above each urinal and one at eye level in the stalls so that you can’t help but read it every time you’re in the john. I think the Navy guys put them up, giving us Army guys just another reason to dislike he Navy.
People who know that they can’t meet a certain standard that are accusing those of enforcing it in the present of being greedy are irritating me. It’s not my fault that standards haven’t been enforced over the years that we weren‘t around. However, in the best interest of the future, it’s time to make progress, and if you aren’t willing to put forth the effort to make up for lost time and you can only make excuses, maybe it’s time for you to rethink your career choices. Look up the word ‘integrity‘ in the dictionary. You might learn a thing or two.
Short Takes and Thoughts...
I did some research, and it appears that the number one song in the US the day I was born was Love Hangover, by Diana Ross. Further research shows that more than likely, assuming I wasn’t prematurely born, the number one song in the US when I was conceived was Rhinestone Cowboy, performed by Glen Campbell. I’m not sure how to feel about any of that.
For those of you NDSU music cats on MySpace, have you checked out that whole ‘Grade Your Professor’ feature? I went and checked out the music staff, and found that Dr. Kyle Mack and Dr. Neil Mueller have the best grades, while Dr Warren Olfert and Dr. John Miller have suffered the most drastic results. It’s interesting.
Jessy and I are trying to start a new reading band with the possibilities of someday making it into our own local big band someday. Are you a jazzer who would like to play outside of school? E-mail us, we’ll add you to the list, and we’ll get you involved.
Tim Smith gave me a disc full of his newest thoughts from the past month and a half. On there, there are about eight new entries for the website. You can read the newest one here. I’ll be posting the rest of them on the site over the next few weeks. Well, I’ll post most of them. A few of them are so offensive that I know I could never get away with it. If you want to see those, contact me. However, be prepared to be horrified. It all just proves furthermore that Tim Smith is the devil’s right hand man.
I was listening to You’re Beautiful on the radio the other day, and one of my buddies told me that he was browsing through the channels one day, and saw James Blunt on Oprah. Apparently he explained his story of why he wrote that song. Basically, it was about an ex-girlfriend of Blunt’s that he was very much in love with. Blunt joined the British Air Force and didn’t see her for some time after becoming an officer. After he got out, he was walking through a train station and saw his ex-girlfriend with her current boyfriend. They exchanged a look that Blunt could only describe in his song this way: “I don’t know if I’ll see her again, but we shared a moment that will last until the end…” The look in her eyes simply said that she realized that what she had lost had been a mistake, but there was nothing she could do because she was committed to her new beau. This has simply made that song more depressing….and for some reason, I listen to it more and more. But, to those of you who know me, that isn’t a surprise.
Jessy Klimpel is the king of the Patents Pending e-mail awards. Just another reason to hate Jessy Klimpel, and let me count the ways…
My co-workers at the 188th Army Band are the best. Justen and I should be institutionalized for being the way that we are in the office, while Kate should get disability from the military for what we’re put her through in a matter of months. As I type this, we’re drinking coffee and butter shots. I love Friday.
I’m updating my website at work. I love this job.
September 3, 2006
The following people have pissed me off this week...
People who have no idea what they're talking about or what they're doing. I'm no expert in anything, but I know when someone is completely and utterly full of s*&t!
Donald Rumsfeld- he actually went on the record to say that he didn't understand why families of the 72nd Stryker Brigade (Alaska) were upset and angry that the military redeployed their fathers, brothers, and husbands back to Baghdad two weeks after they had just come home from a dangerous year long deployment in Iraq. Is this guy void of feelings or emotion?
Jealous and/or controlling people. Relax. The world isn't out to screw you people. As a matter of fact, we're all steering clear of you so that you hopefully don't have any assumptions.
Sioux football fans. No particular reason other than the fact they're Sioux football fans.
Gnarls Barkley. I liked the sound until they played the song and video 4,308 times in one day.
Fake people. If you know that you're not who you're trying to act like, please stop. You're not fooling me or anyone else. Stop wasting your time. You know who you are, and I get a strange feeling that you sometimes read this site even though you don't want to.
Short Takes and Thoughts...
Russ is right- his cat is a hippy.
The drive from Fargo to Minot is long and boring. I wanted to poke my eyes out. And even more annoying to me, I didn't see one cop on the 300 mile trip. I know that seems kind of strange, but when you're looking for something to keep you from falling asleep...well, it's something.
Right on, right on.
Yes, Ben, you are a stud.. I love the shoes. You're a good shoe salesman.
Tim Smith has no soul. I just wanted to make sure he hasn't forgotten yet.
Minot sucks.
The Gold Star Marching Band needs to get a full-sized mace. Then I'll be impressed. Watch video of the Ohio State University Marching Band (OSUMB- The Best Damned Band in the Land, as they call themselves). Good stuff.
My parents saved a wedding announcment from the Minot Daily News of one of my old ex-girlfriends and her new husband (whom I also know). I'm not sure how that makes me feel, nor am I sure if there was an unspoken message involved.
I miss Tim, Ruth, Emily, Nina, and Jenny. Things just don't seem right these days. Come home and call me, we'll get a beer.
I will never be great (or even good) at darts, and I accept that. Yet, I still spend money to play. Does that make any sense?
Jessy didn't come to Craig's on Friday. We were expecting him to eat the remainder of the food. We were also expecting him to bring the stray dog and the burning cross. We were disappointed, Jessy. Thanks for letting us down.
I see from my Xanga footprints that Krista and Shantel have been looking at my blog. That makes me feel better, and makes me feel like all of this typing isn't just for me. Or, something...
Kirsten Solomonson is going to be a librarian. There's nothing wrong with that at all, and to be honest with you all, there's something appealing and attractive about that. Does that make me strange, creepy, or both?
I just checked. Minot still sucks.
Does anyone else get the feeling that the Vikings and the Packers are both going to lick again this season? Even the fans of those teams agree? Yeah, that's what I thought.
Dan Johnson is still the man. Just wanted to let you know.
It's not a good idea to wash your cell phone with your clothing. You might think that it will clean your phone, but all it really does is make your phone never work right again.
I want Eddie to dress up like a clown. I also want Al Berg to dress up like a gnome. I don't know why. It just sounds funny.
Freaked out yet? Scared? Good. That is all...