A pound of flesh

You all know the "fist pound" or the "punch it" that has become a standard post-handshake gesture? Where did that come from? It seems like just another thing that people do, but i don't really like it. It can be meaningful and fun if used correctly, but it hardly ever is anymore. Example:

In acting class today, we were assigned a partner to do a scene with. My partner and i talked a bit casually, but we aren't exactly compadres, so when we're leaving we do a slap, which i feel is a sufficient gesture to the preceding events, and i turn my head to go towards my car. I see movement out of the corner of my eye and i see him waiting there with his arm extended out, waiting for a pound. By the time i turned my body back around, he had already put his arm down, and a look of disgust crossed his face. I didn't want to be totally mean, so i offered a pound back at him, which he accepted, but rather regretfully, as it looked by his expression.

Now, my question is: When did the fist pound become mandatory after all handshakes? I think the pound is something that should be discussed first, or should be noticed as a common ground between both individuals, without it actually being verbally acknowledged. Sometimes you can just tell if someone is a pounder. But i always thought of the pound as something that was done between friends, and was used at pre-determined times or situations. It just kind of happens sometimes, and then you just learn to do it those times, but i don't think it should ever be forced. That just leaves both of you in an uncomfortable position.

In conclusion, even with the "pound"s growing popularity, it's future looks blurry with such misuse and misunderstanding in its interpretation...and use. Please, if you would like to save the pound's integrity and keep it from becoming the next "snap" or "back hand followthrough", follow these simple rules:

- Do not punch strangers.
- Always be aware of your exits... you never know when something might go wrong.
- Discuss the punch (it's uses and consequences) with loved ones. Better safe than sorry.

Delay of lame

Yeah, it has been a while since i posted. I've been busy, and, well, lazy. Tonight we had our second flag football game. Check out the link to craigery's blog on the right side of mine for a thorough recap of the game. It was really quite amazing. Also, the broncos rolled over the chiefs, which was awesome. Especially on monday night football, when the broncos usually find a way to get spanked or get screwed out of a win.

On friday of this week, i got work off, so i'm gonna head down to denver for the foo fighters and weezer concert. If you'd like to join in with me to see a kick ass show, and possibly hit up a hookah bar, let me know. And it'd be a free ride to denver and back, which is pretty much as much as the tickets themselves ($40 after asshole tax). So let me know if you have any desire to hit that up.

That's really all for now. Just been grinding it out, getting through everything as it comes. I hope everyone's doing good in school, it sounds like the teachers are starting to lay it on. Good luck with any tests. Laters.

Tear em open

I've had a lot of pent up aggression since starting work, i guess. Maybe not aggression, but nasty name calling. When i come home, i'll always make fun of the guys while they're playing games or whatever, and sometimes i'll just be downright nasty about it. I try to be nice, but i don't get out much anymore. It's quite obvious. The best thing happened tonight though. It was sad, but funny.

In my creative writing class, we're doing peer reviews of short stories, and this one lady told me some stuff about my story which she didn't like, and i thought was totally cool, so i let that slide. Then i got to read her story. Quite frankly, it was bad. I had trouble getting through to the end, and it was only 20 pages long, double spaced. I could've been nice and told her the small things, but the teacher wanted us to be honest and give it to the people straight. So i did. I let loose on this lady. I didn't use swear words, or straight out tell her that it was terrible, but i used more sarcasm than i've ever used in my life; which, if you know me, can be a terrifying thing to think about. So i told her what i thought was wrong with her story, but i practically wrote a whole story just telling her what was wrong with her story.

I was quite impressed, actually, that i pulled it off without just flipping out on the whole thing, but i got through it, and now i feel good. So, unless i have an outlet in the upcoming weeks, i might just go off on someone again, and i'm sorry if it's you. I really try to be a nice guy most of the time.

$2 to Show

Living with 3 other guys is usually pretty laid back and we can manage to keep our laguna beach-like drama to a minimum. Certain occasions arise, though, where our feelings get in the way and cloud our minds. For example, today, Matt brings home a case of his coveted Coca-Cola, which was met with repulsion from myself, for I am a Pepsi man myself. I was mostly raised on coke, and i have many fond memories of coke, mostly because that's what i always had at my grandparents house, and therefore, most major holidays, but in a straight up test, i've always liked pepsi more. Even RC cola delivers to my liking, especially at a discounted price.

So our argument played out shortly, and many names were thrown about, and a tension began to build between the coke and pepsi siders. It seemed that matt was the only one in the house that liked coke more, but we all wanted to give it an equal chance with a taste test. I ran to the store and grabbed 2 liters of coke, pepsi and rc, trying to get a good mix and a good control. All beverages were kept at the same temperature for the same amount of time, and were served without ice, so as to preserve the essence of each beverage. We set up a complicated randomized pouring order, and each of us judged each on smell, taste, feel and overall liking. The results were shocking.

It turns out that every single one of us liked pepsi the most, and coke the least, except for matt, who had pepsi and rc tied for the best. Much was made of the results and matt sat in shock for many minutes after. His humiliation was increased by comments made during the testing such as "god, this is rank... uh gross..." while drinking the coke. However, post-testing, matt outraged about tampering with the drinks, and still claims that he's a coke man, and will continue to purchase said beverage until his dying day. Maybe he didn't say that, but he wouldn't let us take the remaining coke in the fridge and punt it off the balcony, so we just let him be, and let him live in his own dream world; where cokes run free in flowery fields, and people cross to the other side of the street to avoid interaction with pepsi. The pepsi that's really smart, but just never got the opportunities that everyone else did in life. In matt's world, even RC has been stripped of its crown.

*Shudder*

Sightings

If you happened to have driven by college and horsetooth today around noon and then 2 or so, you might've been lucky enough to have seen the infamous Chipper the Chipmunk, dancing and waving to the fans. Kissing babies and taking pictures with good looking girls. Yeah, i saw him too. He's a good friend of mine, and i got to help him out with everything.

Work was a lot of fun today since we had our hurricane relief day at the bowling alley. I'd like to think it was a pretty big success, even though it wasn't quite as busy as i had thought, but there was some big contributors. Also, the live music was pretty sweet. It was basically like working at a rock concert, which has been my day long dream.

Then i went to best buy and bought some cds. Go figure.

Don't start

You know what I don't want to be? I don't want to be that cliche guy who complains about the cliche girl who, like, ALWAYS complains about the cliche girls who don't like things because they're cliche.

Flagguarding = total bullshit

If you haven't already sene or heard, we had our first flag football game last night, and it was incredible. We totally destroyed them in pretty much every way, but.. well, it's leisure league, so in the end that takes it down a notch or two on the coolness scale. The coolness scale, however consists of several thousand notches, so it was still really freakin cool. The season is looking good, and i see only good things in the future for us all. Also, it was refreshing to have the girls get pumped up for the game in their own way, which in the end was much more effective than edward trying to get them pumped up, and them just getting pissed.

On another note, i heard about this in my acting class and thought it was pretty interesting. On friday night this week, they're filming a feature film at the cloverleaf dog tracks out on I-25. He said he couldn't remember who was gonna be in it, but he said they were kind of a big name, and the director had won an oscar for short films or something like that. Either way, i guess they're looking for extras to just be in the crowd or whatever. They don't pay anything, but they might feed you and it might take all night. But you'd get to be in a movie. So if you want to take a night off from partying to try something different, and potentially not fun, get there at 5 PM. I might go if i can get off work, but we'll see.

Laters.

The Bleeding Heart Show

If you haven't already checked out the combined efforts of my roomies and i on craig's blog, check it out. I think it turned out well. But if you have, then I have other shit to talk about here, that is either not fit for our younger news-seeking audience, or is just too early for our next issue.

So I'm sure a lot of you here download music and have heard me talk about the importance of still buying some cds. Yeah, I'll download my fair share every once in a while too, but I gotta talk about quality now. I had a little bit of pocket money on me today so i went to best buy and picked up some cds. When I got home and started listening, they sounded good, but when I got to the 4th song on one, it started skipping some. This is right out of the box on the first play.

Now, I don't mind pitching for some cds, even with the rising prices, but if the quality is going down with it, then i'm just gonna say screw it like everyone else and download more. The sound quality then is normally just as good, at least to a point that i don't care if there is a difference. Do you see where i'm going? Don't cheat the cheaters.

Fun at home

You know what i've never tried? (Note: this post is not titled "the 19-year old virgin") I've never put a book in the oven and heated it up to 451 degrees fahrenheit to see if it will combust like the books say it will. If anyone has done this, or has extra time on their hands and possibly an oven to waste, tell me if it's true.

People, man!

They often say "do you feel like you should've been born at a different time, in a different place?" How bout a different planet, cause this one is fucked. At least i've been seeing more and more signs of impending doom. Let's not even get into the hurricane and bush, or the jewish move from the gaza strip, or anything like that. That's all too hot. Hot hot hot. No touch.

But tonight at work, there is this group, a father, mother and a little daughter. We gave them their lane and got them going, and after a while, they come up and tell us that their bowling balls are stuck at the back. This is a common problem, so we call back and they fix it. The second time this happens, the mother comes up looking furious, and says "our balls are stuck again. I think maybe we should get a few free games because this is ridiculous. we have to wait 10 minutes every time." First, i'm thinking, "you don't have to wait 10 minutes to tell us something's wrong" and secondly, we have no control over the balls in the back. It has to do with oil on the lane and such.

So we had to return the balls for them a few more times during the night and at the end we gave them a nice discount, and we figured they'd go home happy. A couple minutes later, i finally saw them walking out and each of them was carrying a couple stuffed animals from the crane game. I figured they'd just gotten kinda lucky or whatever, but it turns out the door wasn't locked to the game, which we also have no control over, and they'd just hoarked a whole shitload of our fucking stuffed animals. These stuffed animals that this guy gave to his little girl that was there. Try to rip us off if you want, and we'll be nice, but don't give your fucking stolen goods to your 6 year old daughter.

No, but help me find him!

I stepped out the door to go to work today, rounded the corner, and headed at my car when i see two dudes come down the steps of building 6. They're dressed up with collared shirts and ties, so i think they're going to work at the store where they sell washers and dryers and everything... the one that's not sears.

But they're laughing and then they go, "hey, how's it going?" I said good, but that's all i really remember, cause i don't know how i got into a conversation with them, it just kinda happened that after about 20 seconds they were talking about God, and i don't know how i got there. So they yapped and yapped, and i was just watching the people play frisbee and thinking about how i shouldn't be late to work. So a few "joseph smith's" and "the book of nephi"s later, i had the book of mormon in my hand and i was walking towards my car.

I don't know what to do with it. I don't care what religion it is, it's bad to burn sacred books. So if anyone needs to use the book of mormon for their mormon psych class, i got you covered.

Hard news

My blog is composed of what most people would call "light reading", but if i can ever report on happenings that can save lives before it happens, then i guess it makes my life just a little more worth while. So, we all know gas prices are high, but word on the street is that by this weekend it could hit $3.00 to $3.25 or maybe higher. Don't know if it'll get that high that soon, but i'm just passing it on, and hope you do too. The word of the Lord. Go in peace.