... Shaken, Not Stirred

Sunday, January 30, 2005

3 of 4

View Bar:
1 Bloody Mary - Free

My Apartment:
2 vodka cranberries - (I paid myself later)

The Park:
1 vodka tonic - $8.00
2 vodka gimlets - 1 $8.00, 1 Free

2 of 3

M. L.'s House:
1 White Russian - Free

Tomato Restaurant:
1 Cosmopolitan - $8.00

XES Lounge:
2 vodka tonics - 1 Free, 1 $6.00

Friday, January 28, 2005

1 of 1

g lounge:
1 vodka tonic - $8.00
1 1/2 Cosmopolitan - $8.00 (1/2 was free)

Thursday, January 27, 2005

The Day the Cell Phone Died

I'm sure it's been said a million times (actually, I know it has since I've said it about 900,000 times), but losing your cell phone or it being incapacitated for any period of time can cause a great deal of anxiety. A friend of mine –- we'll call her Mandy -– had her cell phone die on her today, so she had to IM me to get a phone number she so desperately needed (looking for drinking buddies). But what if she didn't have the convenience of IM at hand. She'd have to think real hard for anyone's number. Hopefully that person would know someone that would know the number of the original person she was trying to reach. It's the Kevin Bacon game only not fun. She could have been stuck drinking alone or even worse, not drinking at all.

Another friend - we'll change her name to Hiana, to protect her true identity – left her cell phone at my apartment one evening. It was a total bitch trying to get a hold of each other. I didn't know her land line number (or if she had one to begin with) and she didn't know mine, being it was buried in bag the entire day. She had to resort to coming directly to my place to see if I was home (I wasn't), then calling from a pay phone (a what?) to try to reach her phone which I didn't hear.

Damn you, progress. Damn you.

2 Cocks, a Blog and a State Senator

My awesome friend Dave (and by awesome I mean loathsome) just introduced me to the world of blogging. He's was using Diaryland.com (which for the longest time I thought was Dairyland.com) before he switched to the foofy Journalscape.com. Upon my recommendation (although his blog states otherwise), he made his way here to the understated, yet infinitely more functional, Blogger.com. I'm still quite unsure what the difference is between blogging and having a diary other than this is public, but I assume it'll all come to me when I've used it more.

I don't want to limit the topics I talk about on this blog, but I feel it only beneficial to the reader(s) to know they have a place to read and discuss specific topics I'm particularly interested in. Listed in no particular order:

Technology, Politics and Drum Corps.

This, by no means, suggests that I will only talk about these topics. I'm just very passionate about them. For example: I'll be talking about an article about cockfighting and boxing gloves Dave forwarded me. That has nothing to do with either of the three. Ok, so maybe it has a little to do with politics, but... you know what? Get off my back.

So let's see... erm... how about this weather?

So it seems Oklahoma State Senator Frank Shurnden wants to legalize cockfighting after it was banned in 2002. The only difference is instead of their "kill or be killed" style of fighting, he wants to turn it into cockboxing (I believe I've played that before). Now I don't know the history of cockfighting and it may be long and illustrious, and critical to the survival of Oklahoma's civilization, but give me a break. This goes much deeper than bringing back cockfighting. It speaks a lot about where Shurnden's priorities lie. Did he run out of important issues to bring before the senate? Is cockfighting something that he needed to preserve for the sake of Oklahoma? Is the industry that large that it brings heavy income to the state? Possibly, but I doubt it.