It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything, and I’ve decided it was time I spruced up the place a bit and start posting again.

I sort of went on a mini-rant to Regan and Whitney earlier today about how New Year’s Resolutions don’t count until unless they are presented in a bullet pointed list, here are my New Year’s resolutions, in no particular order:

• Publish at least 52 posts this year and attempt to participate in this year’s NaBloPoMo (that is if they have it again).

  I pretty sure I can do the first part but the second part may be bit ambitious. But I figured I would at least attempt it.

• Go on a diet, get buffed, and take fencing lessons.

  After my plan of beating my brother senseless with a foam sword back fired on me, I figured it was time that I get in shape. I need the fencing lessons because my punk brother works construction and I have a desk job; there is no way I will be able to get stronger than him. Hopefully better swordsmanship will be able to defeat his berzerker rage.

• Acquire a Wii.

  I missed out on acquiring this past Christmas. It was my fault that I didn’t get one. Initially I thought I would build up some serious good karma by letting all the little kids that wanted one for Christmas get one before I did. What, surprised by my selfless act? Don’t worry it didn’t last long, my stance on the matter changed as soon as I played one. I think my exact statement was, “Screw the kids! I have to have one!” Plus the more I thought about it, it wasn’t me that would prevent some kid from getting one, it is those damn eBayers. All I had to do then was not buy one from eBay and I would not incur any bad karma. Since then I’ve been hunting for a Wii.

• Sort my Warlord collection

  It’s gotten out of control.

• Start cooking again

  Google has totally spoiled me when it comes to food. Since I’ve started working there I haven’t really been motivated to cook my own meals. Why would I when I have chefs that are better cooks than me, cooking three meals a day? But it turns out, I don’t actually eat three meals a day at Google. And the money that I thought I was saving was actually being spent on dining out at night and on the week-ends.

• Take more pictures

  Regan has taken control over all the camera’s in the house, which has led me to take less pictures in 2006. Not this year!

• Turn off the bathroom light

  Warning, this was put on my list by Regan and I might not get it accomplished;-) The fan in the bathroom comes on when you turn on the light. For some reason, that little fan is the only thing that can wake her up from her coma like sleep.

I totally forgot to post where we were going this weekend. I’m such a bad blogger. I guess it really doesn’t matter since most of my readers are coming from Regan’s blog now;-(

For anyone who doesn’t read Regan’s blog, we went to Austin this weekend for Jeff and Aim’s wedding. Everything was great except for the trip home. I keep saying this, but this was the absolutely last time that I fly through Dallas DFW. No really, I mean it this time. Our plane was 30 minutes late in arriving to the gate and took off 40 minutes later that it was suppose to. After landing and being delayed for 10+ minutes because of lighting strikes, 1 lighting strike within 5 miles of the airport == 10 minutes of waiting in the queue to de-board, we were left 10 minutes to make it to our next flight. Long story short we made it but our bags didn’t.

There will be pictures on Flickr soon and more of a story on Regan’s blog.

I got my mug taken at the Homebrew Phone Club last week. The serious look on my face was from me trying to put the gumstix back together after Joe took it apart and couldn’t figure out how to put it back together.

Dan has already taken note of this on flickr.

Said to me by Regan while having dinner with Lauren and Trey, “Honey, if you thought with your penis we wouldn’t fight as much.”

Regan said to me that we should get together with Lauren for Easter to have dinner and watch a movie. The heathen in me suggested that we watch Army of Darkness because it had things in it that come back from the dead. Both Regan and Lauren liked this idea so much that we are now watching two undead movies tomorrow: Army of Darkness and Shaun of the Dead.

Too bad they weren’t fond of my suggestion for dinner: rabbit.

Shaler: “Dude, your song came on.”
Regan: “What song is that?”
me: “I’m in love with a stripper.”
Regan: “Aww! That was your future song before me.”
Shaler: “No! Let me show you what song was before you.”
Shaler goes into the other room to play the song.
Regan: “What song is he going to play?”
me: “Gold Digger.”
Shaler plays Gold Digger.
Regan starts laughing.

This is the fourth Netgear router that I’ve owned and each one has given me head aches. I gave my last one to Dan so that he could debug why I couldn’t connect to the FeedTree network. The current router model that I own does not allow me to keep ssh connections open longer than five minutes. I also found out today that when I reboot my machine that it will randomly delete port forwarding rules associated with it. *Sigh*

I(Shaler and Jeff) went over to fabulousrides.com and got this great addition to Danny. Now I just wind and go.

I’m looking for a hotel Paris for two days after Regan and I return from London. Since this is the end of our stay I want it to be close to a metro station. I consult my arch nemesis’ book since he breaks down places to sleep by neighborhood. I’m looking at the map for the Marais neighborhood and notice this building labeled “Hôtel de Ville” near a Metro station. I start scanning the near by pages to find the entry for this supposed hotel. After looking at every hotel entry in the Marais neighborhood and not finding an entry for Hôtel de Ville, déjà vu sets in. Three years ago in France Joe, Justin, and I were planning a weekend road trip in the south of France. Joe and I were talking about finding a hotel for the three of us and I suggested Hôtel de Ville. Every town we been to so far had a Hôtel de Ville so I thought it was a good suggestion. Joe agrees that is a good idea and we should book the hotel later that day. Then Justin pipes up, which he rarely does, and when he does it usually is to correct me or make fun of me, and says that according to Rich Steves Hôtel de Ville is city hall. There you have it. The same mistake twice, both foiled and fooled by Rick Steves. DAMN YOU RICK STEVES!

I seem to remember after we found out that it was city hall that we planned to get some hookers and show up at Hôtel de Ville asking for a room. Then we made a rap song about it. I wish I could remember the lyrics…

joeo will be in town for the next 12 days.

So I have a bluetooth head set for my phone and Shaler keeps calling me Lt. ever time I talk on it. I was just on the phone with Aim and he walks by and says, “You picking up anything on the subspace frequencies?”

So Shaler and I were packing again tonight and he found the following document:

We were at a Ben Fold’s concert back 2002 and Shaler and Michelle show up drunk as could be. They actually had to hold each other up they were so drunk and I’m not entirely sure how they made it from Port of Call to House of Blues. When Ben Fold played Song for the Dumped and sang the verse, “Give me my money back, you bitch.” Shaler starts screaming as loud as he could to Rebecca, “Jason is my bitch!” over and over again. Some how in the process of her trying to get him to shut up I got signed over to Shaler.

I’m such an ass when I’m drunk. We meet up with Oscar the other night at One Eyed Jacks to see some band that he liked. Regan and I have never heard of the band before so we asked Oscar what type of music it was when we got there. Oscar described them as a jam band. Which started a drunken rant about how much Regan and I hate jam bands. While we were ranting Oscar goes inside and gets a member of the band to explain to us why we should go inside to see them play. This is what I remember of the conversation.

Oscar introduces the band member to me.
Band Member: “You guys should come inside and see the show.”
Me: “Are you a jam band?”
Band Member: “No not really.”
Me: “Well how short is your shortest song?”
Band Member: “About three minutes.”
Me: “Well how long is your longest song?”
Band Member: “About five minutes.”
Me: “hmmm.”
Band Member mumbles something and storms off.

Hasn’t everyone I know learned by now not to tell me not to do something? Apparently Jeff still hasn’t. I just needed my backpack out of his car but he had to go and tell me that I couldn’t drive the rental car.

Me: I got two words for you(Jeff), “DUMB ASS!”
Joe: Dumbass is one word.

I don’t think the “Your MOM!” jokes will ever stop now.

Me: I like the back-end server.
Jeff: Your mom likes the back-end!
Justin: Your mom is a back-end server.

Marty to me: Can the adults get back to thier conversation?
Me: That was a pretty good burn.
Marty: It was old, dirty, and cheap but it works.
Me: Just like Jeff’s mom!

Jeff is checking into his hotel room
Best Western Receptionist: “Oh I can’t put you in that room. You don’t look handicap to me.”
Me: “Oh but he is!”
Jeff hangs is head in shame.
Best Western Receptionist: “That’s so mean! Is he your friend?”
Jeff: “No, colleague.”
My turn to check into my hotel room
Best Western Receptionist: “Are you sure you had a reservation at this hotel?-)”

Jeff and I just got back from a prescreening of Serenity in Austin and guess what we bartered for? Well if you are not a die hard Fire Fly fan and guessed it from the title, Jayne Hats.

We had two extra tickets because Aim got sick and Justin couldn’t make it. Jeff was just going to see if we could just trade them in but when we got there this woman had a sign on the back of her truck “WILL TRADE JAYNE HATS FOR TICKETS”. I point this out to Jeff and we went over to see what the sign was all about. We told her that we had two extra tickets and she jumped out of her seat asking how much we wanted for them. To her astonishment we said that we would take the hats. We thought it a bit strange that someone would trade hand made hats, she was actually making them in the parking lot, for a pair of tickets. After putting on our new hats we went inside and this guy tells us that it was awesome that we traded the tickets for the hats because he had to pay a scalper $75US to get his ticket! After getting some drinks we went and stood in line and the woman that we traded the tickets to was so happy that she came up and gave Jeff and I a hug and thanked us trading the tickets to her.

I never felt so much like a geek than standing in line to see a movie and wearing a costume from the movie. It was like going to see Star Wars dressed as a storm trooper. I felt even more like a geek when we got into the theater and everyone started cheering because we were wearing Jayne Hats.

Before the movie started we had a surprise appearance by Nathan Fillion and Ron Glass. They stayed and watched the movie and had a Q&A and autograph session after the screening of the film, which involved a dramatic scene where Nathan spat water on my shoe.

Since Dan isn’t around anymore to capture my impeccable spelling and grammar;-)

[9:20] <bindertroll> WAKEUP JHAM!
[9:20] <bindertroll> wether you like it or not jham, you are working on linux today! HA HA HA HA!
[9:21] <bindertroll> man i can’t spell
[9:21] <bindertroll> weth·er: n. A castrated ram.

In case you are wondering I’m bindertroll.