April 17, 2008

So i moved to arizona, gilbert-ville. Its been warm and sunny and delightful. I seem to have overcome my fear of water (KAT!) and have spent more time by the pool in my apartment complex. It has nothing to do with all the bikini girls that hang out there (MARC!) but I think it has something to do with 'doing as the romans do'.

Some highlights have included, but are not limited to:
1) In-n-out burger within a stones throw from my apartment.
2) A golf course/driving range within 3 minutes of my apartment.
3) A new job within the same stones throw from my apartment.
4) My big ass bedroom that is the size of my last apartment's living room.
5) A walk in closet that's big enough to hold a full sized elephant.
6) Alice Cooper on the radio every night from 7 to midnight every weeknight on KDKB.fm
7) The concerts that have and that are going to be rolling through the Phoenix area.

So, as can be seen, I've been enjoying my time here. The only down side that I can foresee, my car doesn't have air-conditioning. It potentially could, I just ripped the A/C line years ago when I was driving to Utah and fell asleep at the wheel and steered my car into a roadside reflector. Since then, no A/C. But it could happen.

Anyhow, as I've had to opportunity to meet new people, I've come across a range of, shall we say, 'different' people. One of whom is my roommates g-friend. I feel this story needs to be told (with pictures) so as to preserve and define the long evolutionary road that we, as the human race, have taken since we first stepped out of the Primordial human soup.

While at our weekly Johnny Rockets getaway, my roommate Joe, Ritz, and I were joined by Joe's g-friend. In the midst of enjoying Soda Shoppe burgers and the BeachBoys, Joe's g-friend made the statement that she enjoyed ketchup. She REALLY enjoyed ketchup. She's always had a love for ketchup. So much so that she said she would drink it from the bottle if she could. This is all I needed to hear. I had to see this for myself. So in fine Jay fashion, I extended the challenge for her to put her money where her mouth is (rather, put the ketchup where her mouth is) and empty the ketchup bottle before we leave the table. After a little bit of harassment, the challenge was taken and the following pics were captured:
good to the last drop
bottom's up
ketchup drink

I was impressed, we all laughed, and Joe's g-friend promptly finished her diet coke.

April 2, 2008

LISTEN TO YOUR I.T. GUY !!!!!



...not your janitor.