escapevelocity
of random thoughts and pickled cabbage
Dear God,
I know I’m not one of your most devoted, and that my communication with you is limited to taking your name in vain when cursing (hey, bad publicity is better than no publicity, right?), but I have a few humble requests:
- Please help little Timmy Duncan improve his free throw shots.
- Please get the Pistons to lay off Manu.
- Please tell Rasheed Wallace to stop being such a crybaby.
- Please help Tayshaun Prince look less gaunt and sickly.
- Please let the Spurs win on Thursday.
- Please let me win the Lottery.
Yours truly,
escapevelocity
P.S.: You did good with Tony Parker.
to rest your heart upon
but something happens
don’t see it coming,
now you can’t stop yourself
now you’re out there swimming
in the deep
- bird yorkÂ
Dear God,
Please let the Spurs win tonight.
Thanks a bunch.
Yours Truly,
escapevelocity
Earlier this year, I switched my power company from Reliant to Green Mountain Energy. It was part of an attempt to be more a more environmentally conscious resident of Planet Earth, blahblah. After having just paid my 2nd $100+ electric bill for the summer, I’ve come to realize that Green Mountain Energy sucks balls. Read the rest of this entry »
hmm. I really need to stop doing that.
I usually hate Sunday nights, but tonight was good.
In addition to the Tasting Bar, one of my new favorite places to hang out in Houston is Agora. Just spent several hours there with a friend, split a bottle of great cabernet (HH, do you remember the name? Was it Pells or something?), and made fun of the hindungee (for my fellow Konglish speakers) checking out the asses on the skinny white girls sitting next to us. For the 3+ hours we were there, HH observed that Hindunge/Hyun Namja never flipped a page in his little magazine.
There was also a Kristen Kreuk lookalike. HH said she was beautiful, and I have to agree. After she left, HH ran after her but she had disappeared with Dorky Goatee Guy.
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