The Windy City

So I hopped on a plane and flew to Chicago for the weekend to meet up with some old grad school friends. E is one of my closest friends in the world and my former roommate in Germany and Ranger would probably die if he were to stop talking at any given moment, but we love him nonetheless.

Chicago Waterfront

Chicago Waterfront

As both E and I didn’t get to Jimmy’s place until after 11pm, there wasn’t much time before we had to go out. We each ate 2 pieces of arguably one of Chicago’s best deep dish pizza joints (it was very good). This actually proved to be a bad move as those 2 slices of pizza thoroughly filled us up. We went to a near Jimmy’s place briefly before deciding to head over to Bucktown. Cool place, talked with some of the people, and by the time we were about to leave, the place was packed to the gills. We got home around 4am as some bars in Chicago close at 4am.

The Mullet to Top All Mullets (Paparazzi style)

The Mullet to Top All Mullets (Paparazzi style)

The Mullet to Top All Mullets

The Mullet to Top All Mullets

While in the cafeteria getting my lunch a few minutes ago, I am across something that absolutely needed to be posted.

I realize the quality of this picture is horrible, but I think you can make out that this is in fact a perfect 10/90 and to top that, the entire thing is tightly permed.

Basically he looks like a poodle since the top part is it’s own little loose afro while the long part is fluffy.

I saw numerous people walk past him and give a smile after seeing him that clearly said “What the fuck was he thinking?”

I’ve seen bad hair styles before, not to mention bad mullets, but this is by far the worst of them all.

Hermosa Beach

So I packed up shop in the end of April and headed West in search of gold. More accurately, I found a pimp job working at Toyota in Torrance, CA. Two and half months after being here, all I have to say is I love it. Of all the places I’ve been and lived in the States, I think this is the best of them. The weather is perfect, mid-70s everyday with a slight breeze. I live 5-minutes walk to the beach. I ride my metallic red beach cruiser up and down The Strand (the official name of the paved beach path). Basically what I’m trying to say is I have no complaints.

Now that I have the most basic part of my life in order (roof over my head and someone to give me green in exchange for services rendered), it’s time to start meeting people. I can count the number of friends I have here on one hand. Of those friends, most of them live about an hour drive from where I live, which is obviously inconvenient when it comes to hanging out. It’s actually a lot harder to meet people than I expected. I think if I get back into the salsa scene, I’ll be able to meet people a lot easier. At the moment I don’t really go out. I don’t want to be that guy at the bar by himself. That’s just lame. I’d rather have no friends than be that guy.

About the only thing I can think of that’s a bit of a hindrance is the time difference. Being the world traveller that I am, I don’t normally care about the time difference, I’ve always been able to manage. Living on the West Coast, I’ve found that the time difference makes it rather difficult to keep in touch with friends and family. Two hours difference to my mom & bro, three hours to my dad, nine hours to mainland Europe, and fourteen hours to Japan. I think that covers all the bases of where I normally call. I guess it’ll just take some getting used to in order to call people at the right times.

In an attempt to cutoff all ties to Ohio (and allow myself to try and forget that I ever lived there) I changed my Ohio mobile number to a much cooler Southern California number. If anyone actually reads this, feel free to gimme a call anytime.

“Up at da lake, ya know”

Natural Beauty

Natural Beauty

So I spent my 4th of July this year with my mother at her friend’s cabin near Minong, WI. It’s very beautiful up there with almost no noise, air, or light pollution. This makes for stunning sunsets and near 100% visibility when star gazing.

Close Encounters of the Famous Kind

Sunday night from Vegas to LA, Gene Simmons, along with his partner Shannon Tweed and one other woman, were on my flight. As I was close to the front of the plane, I noticed them when they got on the plane. Of course they were sitting in 1st Class.
When I got off the plane, I was walking just behind them on the way to the baggage claim. Gene was standing just next to me waiting for his bag. Because this was about 1:30am, and I know I was tired, I didn’t want to bother him for a picture.
That, however, doesn’t mean I didn’t take a secret picture with my phone.

Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons

As a funny note, I used to have a crush on Shannon Tweed when I was young, thank you Cinemax!

Snow Globe Hell

So for about 2 weeks it was in the 70s & 80s. Now it’s in the 20s & 30s and snowing like a snow globe. Funny April Fool’s joke by the weather gods.

Crack for a Pyromaniac

A pickup truck burned outside my house for about an hour this morning. The firefighters had a helluva time putting it out. I think the fire got into the gas line, so it just kept spurting flames out. The interior of the truck was almost all gone. The dash melted away and all you could see were the guts. One of the tires exploded, which was pretty damn loud.

The craziest part about the whole ordeal, there was some kind of machine filling up 2/3s of the truck bed and the driver told me that it’s run by propane. After they finally put the fire out, I saw them pull 4 scorched tanks of propane from the truck. It’s rather amazing it didn’t blow up considering the whole truck was on fire and how long the truck was burning.

Here’s 4 pics of the whole ordeal:

Smoking a lot after some spraying from the firemen

Smoking a lot after some spraying from the firemen

You can see the front tire just exploded and damn was it loud!

You can see the front tire just exploded and damn was it loud!

Squirt it with as much foam as possible!

Squirt it with as much foam as possible!

A brave soul walking up to it with a fire extinguisher. It actually burst into flames again just after this and burned another half hour or so.

A brave soul walking up to it with a fire extinguisher. It actually burst into flames again just after this and burned another half hour or so.

PlayStation

As you all know, I have a lot of freetime on my hands. Basically I’ve translated that in to the State of Ohio is paying me to play PlayStation everyday. Not a bad deal. Granted they pay pretty shitty, but it cash flow none the less.

The job search is still tedious, bad time of year since most budgets are almost used up and no new positions until the end of the year.

Freetime…

Freetime always seems like a good idea. Of course it’s nice, but when you have freetime all the time, it gets old pretty quick. Going on a month of freetime now and I’m bored out of my mind. I’ve already thoroughly cleaned my apartment. Today I will start touching up the walls to covers the imperfections of normal living.

The job search is tedious, lots of calls and emails. Hopefully very soon I’ll have something to break my boredom.

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