Easter

Seems like a friendly Easter Egg hunt isn't possible in the Sweat Shop. It was an all around competitive atmosphere this past weekend.
World Domination
Cold-Hearted Colonization
Asian Intrigue
Plant Busting
Eating
Napping
More Eating
More Napping
Cute Peruvian
Whispered Conversations in Conspirital Tones
Meaningful Glances
Hiding in Plain Sight
Shooting Cans
Color Confusion
Photo Albulms
And that is the rundown for the good times out in Fruitland.

Toast the 12 steps...

I have decided not to do a 12 steps thing. I am too lazy. Lately, I went to a Linking Park concert, the Beardocrat came to the homestead, I filmed a black cow in a blizzard. I tricked the Rage into watching Silent Hill, that movie blows. It had one creepy part near the start and dropped off fast. 33 cents wasted. Anywho, I have a paper to write and I can't think of anything to write. But I am listening to Keane and it's good times.

Moving on up... and a lusterous head.

New month and I am getting all kinds of technological advancements. First of all, I borrowed my bro Steven's hair trimmer and camcorder. Good times playing around with both, and I have filmed the process of bicking my head. Maybe one day I'll figure out how to put it on the computer and post it on this blog... but that will most likely not happen.
I also scored an IPOD (don't lecture me Michele)(you either Shane). I needed one pretty badly. Don't get me wrong, I love stuffing my diskman in my teal fannypack and making the rounds at the gym as much as the next guy, but there are just problems. Here are a few: CDs skip, batteries are lame to deal with, it looks gay, it is awkward and uncomfortable, CDs scratch, bla, bla. Basically, I wanted one for the same reasons everybody else has one: I want all my music transportable and easily accesible. Apart from the IPOD, I kind of accidentally got myself internet access by scoring a wireless internet USB dealio. I needed this because my windows expired... but that's another story.
I think I promised the 12 steps, but it will have to wait. Hmmm.... And I guess that is all the excitement. Michele is finally inroducing the "beardocrat" to the rents, so that promises to be an amusing post in the future.