GOTCHA!
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
I was talking to my pal Jayk today about a youtube video he sent me, featuring clips from "Blood," "Helsing," and "Vampire Hunter D." Jayk is notorious for hating anything "tween" related. Should it be movies, texting, or anything internet related (Facespace, tweetie birds, etc). Check it:
Ben
I think I tied to watch "Blood" once
it was too much
Jayk
I have it, out in Seattle of course
I liked it
Ben
You just like vampires.
You should check out this movie I saw recently
It's about vampires living in Seattle
...your 2 fav things!
Jayk
wow
although, I like werewolves way more then vampires
Ben
oh...wearwolves are in the 2nd movie
I mean...they are in the first one
just not as much as the second one
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Have you figured it out yet? Cause Jayk hasn't.
---END BREAK---
Jayk
There are sequals?
To a vampire/werewolf in Seattle movie?
and I dont' know about it?
Ben
yeah...Twilight, and Twilight: New Moon
Jayk
fuck that
Ben
hahahahahahah!!!!!!!!
oh man
I'm laughing so hard over here
Jayk
I walked right into that one
Annnnnnnnnnnd End Scene.
Did you catch on before Jayk? Possibly because of they intro paragraph, don't pat yourself on the back or anything. I could pull one over on you too. TECHNICALLY Forks is in the state of WASHINGTON just like SEATTLE, so I was stretching the truth there a little, but whatever...it was awesome and totally worth it.
Labels: funny because its true, movies, youtube
My dyslexia is acting up again...
Monday, March 08, 2010
So I get a debit card in the mail because my old one is expired. I'm always REALLY careful about this stuff because you never know when someone's trying to steal your identity.
So I call the number and activate the card. I give them my card number, and my SS#.
This is where it gets scary.
"The SS# associated with that card is incorrect."
What?
I type it in again. "The SS# associated with that card is incorrect."
Ok, maybe I'm typing it in wrong. I try it again.
"The SS# associated with that card is incorrect, if you try again your card will be blocked from activation."
So I hang up. It's Saturday and the customer service is closed so I'll have to wait till Monday.
So Monday rolls around and WHOEVER these scammers are have had a card number and SS# for a day and a half now. So I call the customer support number listed on the letter they sent with the card.
"You want it BAD? Come get it good! Call 1-800..."
OH.SHIT. My heart skipped a beat. This document, with the Busey letterhead and instructions to call some number and give them a bunch of sensitive information has a PORN number on it. I am fucked.
I double check the number.
Turns out BUSEY'S number is 1-800-672-8739. If you want to "get it good", you call 1-800-627-8739.
So I call the right number and they have been having issues with the system and they get it activated over the phone.
Just to make sure I searched for the number I called and it comes up as Busey card services, so I think I'm in the clear...just dumb.
Labels: Champaign, funny because its true, things just work out
That just happened...
Friday, March 05, 2010
So at this point I can walk into Boltini and when they ask "What do you want?" I can reply "Beer me!" and they KNOW to bring me a Bass. It wasn't long ago when I would go in there and sit down and they would just bring me one. I blame some new policy about greeting every customer or something :)
So yeah...in my little corner of Champaign, I'm a mini celebrity, or at least I feel like one. That speaks volumes to the degree of customer service at that joint if nothing else. But this post is not about them. It's about Bombay Indian Grill.
I hated Indian food for as long as I can remember, but recently I have found a delectable dish called "Bombay Chicken Chili." I get it every time I go. It didn't take long for the waiter to start to recognize us. We'd chat it up with him and he even at one point said we were his favorite customers. But today was really special. I've never had to wait at that place to get a table, but as it's Unofficial, everywhere was packed...even the Indian place!
So we sit down and some other dude takes our order. As he's taking it our regular waiter comes by and is all "Bombay Chicken Chili? I put the order in while you were waiting for a table."
So sure, you know it and I know it...I'm no rockstar, but if push came to shove, I could play the part very easily. Just so long as whoever I was trying to fool ONLY went to two places in town.
Labels: 15 mins of fame, Boltini, campus, chili, pride
I'm the Best Man!
Thursday, March 04, 2010
Colin's getting married. I'm the best man. He says it was destined for 30 years.
"I get to make a speech?!" I asked.
"Yep"
"Do I need to take you to Vegas?"
"No"
Incorrect, we need to do SOMETHING right? Maybe not Vegas, but perhaps some humiliating outing in Chicago? Unfortunately I do not know Chicago or where people like to hang out. Somehow, through my internet powers, I will make this happen.
"You know I hate making speeches, and being the center of attention for that short span of time makes me nervous." I told him.
"Yeah, right." he replied, unconvinced, "You just need to make sure I get to the wedding on time and other small things."
"Wait...you are putting ME in charge of getting YOU around CHICAGO...ON TIME!?" I was shocked. "That's your first mistake of many my friend."
So...good times right? I've been TO alot of weddings in my days, and I've even been IN one, but never the best man (or was I? I can't say it was a very traditional wedding. I'm pretty sure it was just a "wedding party"...everyone was equal). And to be honest I was a little shocked. I mean yeah...birth to earth, and womb to tomb and all that jazz but ever since Colin moved to Chicago for college we have not been around each other as much, and surely he's made some good friends up there, someone who maybe knows the city a little better.
But then I get to thinking about all the crap we DID do together, and how while we may not go over to each others houses for dinner or grab a beer together on Fridays, we do still get together alot, and when we do (and I think I've said this before), it's never about what's BEEN going on, or how his job is going. It's just like we are hanging out on a Friday getting a beer and it feels like we've been getting those beers every Friday for years
So yeah...it makes total sense. I can't think of any one I'd rather have at MY side on MY wedding day. So fuck it...I'm not shocked anymore. Hell...I DESERVE this :)
No, actually, Colin DESERVES this, and what I can offer. The best taxi service this side of the Hallene Gateway and a speech that will make you laugh, cry, and wish you were the ones getting married, all at the same time.
Labels: Colin, conversation, wedding
Poor Avril
Wednesday, March 03, 2010
So I saw that my girl Avril "rocked the closing ceremonies" in Vancouver. So I did some math and figured out she was discovered when she was 17 and had her first hit around 18.
This poor girl.
How would you feel if they plucked you out of high school when you were writing angsty emo songs about your high school days, and still had to perform those songs seven years later!? I know I'd hate it.
Not that I'm an author by any stretch of the imagination, but if I was pigeon-holed into writing like I did in high school and about the same topics I'd probably shoot myself.
Well anyways...here she is at 25...STILL hating boys who dumped her forever ago, or at least being reminded about it. Seriously, come up with something new. Hate a MAN or something, give up on the Sk8er Boi...he's not coming back, they never do.
Labels: breakup, celebrity, drama, Video, youtube
I want to be with you, make believe with you
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
So my pal sends me a link to a Cartoon Network game this morning.
 | Robot Unicorn Attack |
Pretty typical stuff, you control a unicorn who's job it is to avoid pits and walls all the while shooting rainbows out your ass.
But what strikes me is the music in this game. I wouldn't put it past the guys at Cartoon Network to record something like this, but it warranted further exploration.
Searching for the lyrics led me to someones live journal (of all things).
 | Catless Emo live journal |
Where an emo chick laments about her missing cat, and some how gets from that to the loss of her parents/sister.
But the comments section did lead me to the fact that the song is called "Always." I suppose I should have guessed that. So adding that to the lyrics gets me this:
Success! Except that doesn't sound QUITE right. It's the right song, yes, but it's not the as techno as I remembered it.
Well now I know the band and the name of the song, so surely Wikipedia will help.
 | Wikipedia page about my new fav band |
Ah...there it is, the last two sentences in the article:
"Always~Microbots Trance Dance Mix" was used in Konami's Dance Dance Revolution: Hottest Party." game. The 2009 Remix was used in Adult Swim's online game "Robot Unicorn Attack".
So now to YouTube to find the real deal!
 | Fuckers wont let me embed |
They won't let me embed the video, so you actually have to click the link to hear the full remixed version of the song, although at this point I can't imagine you want to hear this song EVER again.
My dad's great
Monday, March 01, 2010
So I was talking with my pal about this class I took a few years ago. It was an drawing class. I took it cause on some level, I've always wanted to be able to draw better, and seriously, it's all about practice. So if I force myself to go draw for six hours a week, I'll get better, right right?
WRONG. I hated it. I can't sit and work on one drawing for more than like...30 minutes. And that's pushing it. After that I'm done, and it's time to move on to the next drawing.
So about that class. I was a little down in the dumps and my dad does the typical dad thing and tells me to get off my butt, get out of my house, and do something to get my mind off it all. So we took a class together. I remember the conversation pretty clearly.
"What have you always wanted to do?"
"I don't know" I said.
"No, really. Anything at all."
"Well, I've sorta always wanted to draw better..."
"Great...let's see what they have going on out at Parkland."
And that was that. A few days later my dad and I were out at Parkland two nights a week drawing crap that the teacher threw in the middle of the room.
So I'm telling my friend about it today, as we were talking about art classes we had taken or were going to take:
My dad took the class with me
My dads great
He was like "you need to get out of the house and do something"
so he took the class with me
That's neat
My dad would never do that
So, when you think about it, the "typical thing" isn't really that typical at all, now is it? I was a little shocked cause you know it's kinda a paradigm shift in thinking. I can't imagine having a dad who wasn't willing to take a drawing class with me, or go to lunch and figure out why the house payments are fucked up, or just going and shooting pool over lunch.
These things, which I regard as "typical" are probably extraordinary or at least "Dad of the Year" award worthy. Sadly they don't ever ask me who should get that award, so I took my dad out to lunch. Well...tried. He paid the tip 'cause that's what dad's of the year do.
Labels: conversation, life lessons, Pappa Hunka
