March 2007


I had a friend come up to me some weeks ago and ask for my take on some stuff that another friend of mine had said to him. The way he thought he understood my other friend’s comments made him feel uncomfortable, and I agreed that it sounded kind of not good. But I told him that I know this girl, she’s a good friend, and it’s not that she’s singling him out or meaning to sound derogatory, it’s just the way some of her language comes across, and to not take it personally. I said she’s kind of said the same type of stuff to a lot of us and really, it’s totally not personal and it’s just the way her language sometimes comes across, she’s not harboring anything against him internally. So comforted, my friend is going forward with some other plans he had which remotely would concern the other girl, also. Well, I just found out that my girl friend had talked to another friend of mine and how my male friend read her comments were EXACTLY how she meant them. Ick! And he’s going to walk right into something that would make the situation worse inadvertently. So what do I do, come out and forewarn him? I mean, I would let the chips fall where they may ordinarily, since this isn’t about me, EXCEPT that I’d already gave out some apparently wrong information which had misguided him!

I’m already pretty sure what I’m gonna do, but I thought I’d run it by impartial minds, too.

I was rifling through my CDs at work and was surprised to find a CD-Rom where I’d saved, among other things, old photos that were on my last work computer. I looked through them and wanted to post this series, cuz I forgot how funny they are. Rest mouse pointer over photos for captions!

This is me with the Northern Cal gang at some beach up there for Wilco’s July 4, 2005 barbeque. I never remember what beach it is. I wanna say Santa Barbara, but I think that’s wrong. Santa Cruz? Some UC town.

Brad discovers that Diana had fallen asleep on the beach blanket.

Brad and Jen take advantage of the perfect opportunity to beat Diana up.

The slaughter continues.

Tah-dah! Jen’s declared the winner over a knocked-out Diana.

Brad takes the camera so I can get in on the action, too. Jen and I help BBQ utensils reach their full potential.

We didn’t have a flag, so we had to claim Diana as our conquered land with a beach umbrella. Diana wakes up just in time to protest before our big plunge.
'Wait a minute, you're going too far!' protests Diana.  In vain.  Heh heh heh.

This is what happens when people hang out with me. Ensuing antics. Photographic evidence.

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