Threadless Sale

Just an FYI, but Threadless is having a sale right now with most of their T-Shirts going for $10/each. There’s new shirts, reprints, and some old designs I would assume they’re trying to unload. In any case though, there should be something to please everyone. For instance, these are the ones I’ve purchased:

Threadless - Emo Bear

Threadless - Summer

That’s right. I’m emo.

My only disappointment about this sale is that “The Communist Party” T-shirt is out of stock in my size. I merely have to hope that the Party will become Large again.

Take a Sad Song and Make It Better

So much happens in ten days, this is a brief checklist of things I would like to write about, but may never have a chance to get caught up on:

Thursday (May 17): The one-handed man on the plane from Seattle to Denver. Eventless flight to Omaha. Ride w/ Varvel to the bachelor party. Bachelor party.

Friday: Tyler + Luebbe + thai. Tux rental, rehearsal dinner, potential poisoning. Coffee w/ Cora. Final moments talking w/ bachelor-Phil.

Saturday: Wedding + the ups and downs. Sprite toast, substitute best man, seeing people. Dancing w/ the ladies. Tackling Phil’s brother to grab the garter. “May your quiver be full!” Cards.

Sunday: the dog, the airport, $9 roast beef + cranberry juice, mom. G&G, picked up dad at the bus station.

Monday: Getting the U-Haul, Wendy’s, lock, blankets, Mother’s day a week late, mowing the lawn, loading the truck, poker party w/ the Boulder crew. Suzanne unconscious and no good markers to draw on her.

Tuesday: Finish packing and drive. iPod. Stayed in Billings, MT. Smoky room.

Wednesday: Billings, MT to Kirkland, WA. More iPod. Country songs.

Thursday (May 24): Seeing Washington on the Eastside w/ my bro (wetlands, Medina beach, Chipotle). Movie: The Namesake. Trigun.

Friday: Work+

Saturday: Airport + grocery shopping + sausage balls + work.

Sunday: Church. Pirates 3. And typing, typing, typing…

Reading the Signs

I’ve met an interesting girl the old fashioned way — by asking a guy at work if his sister is hot and available. Turns out she is available, and she’s not bad looking. I’m not looking for a super model, but if my first thought at seeing a woman is “well, I suppose I could work really hard at loving her someday and overlook her obvious disfigurement” then the relationship isn’t going to happen. Needless to say, I didn’t think this when I met my friend’s sister.

Plus, there are other positive signs. Firstly, she’s obsessed with anime. Secondly, she lives in a mobile home behind her Christian, former-hippy parents in rural Washington. Thirdly, she lives near Bremerton. (To find out why Bremerton matters at all, you must know of MxPx and their song “Move to Bremerton” [lyrics].)

Anyway, I met her when playing Nintendo Wii with my friend Teddy from work. Teddy informs me she “wants to watch anime with you sometime.” So hey, I’m thinking this is a good sign.

Speaking of the Wii, it’s an awesome system for party games. Probably not so much the “I’m gonna fight and kill for hours and then pretend to steal cars and run over people” type of games, but definitely good for multiplayer action and mini-games. I ended up playing Super Monkey Ball: Banana Blitz with Teddy, his sister, and his cousin for about six hours yesterday. It has some excellent mini-games. Some of the games are horrible, but most of them are intriguing and playable on a repetitive basis in a quest for glory and bragging rights.

“Ha, I can totally play simulated pool way better than you can! I’m the man!”

Oh yeah. That’s right. I’m the man.

Coming Soon to a College Town Near You

One week, baby! Yes, coming soon… vacation time! (Oh, you thought I meant P&J’s wedding?)

I’m so stoked! I even got a haircut for the occasion. As much as I like the emo mophead look, I don’t want to subject the photographer to that.

Speaking of emo, have you seen the new Spiderman? Saw it tonight, and it’s worth the time and money.

I’m psyched ’cause I got all sorts of stuff done today. I leveled up on WoW, hung my recently-framed MegaTokyo poster on the wall in my room, decked out my room with other posters, ate a gigantic Chipotle burrito (stupidly I sold the stock though so no profit in it for me!), listened to Matchbook Romance, played basketball, and licked my desk.

If you’re still reading and wondering why I licked the desk, it was to add flavor to the post. As if it needed any. Now the question is: do you believe me? Also: Why is The Author in such a good mood tonight? It has nothing to do with the dating scene. Mostly, I’m just glad I had a non-awful day yesterday (only had to take about seven phone calls) followed by a fun and productive one.