Brown Skin Lady

Brown Skin Lady.

Friday, July 28, 2006

Whilst in conversation, there are three staples of American Pop Culture:

1) Sports: Undoubtedly my strongest point. You want to feverishly discuss Anthony Peeler's Missouri career? Bring it.

2) Music: I'm wholly elitist in this particular branch. Although for some odd reason, I have been known to branch out and discover a little Carly Simon here and there.

3) Movies: My weakest attribute in the last of this three-pronged list. However, there was a time I dated a 20 year old where I was 4 years her senior. (She had luxurious brown hair that smelled like papayas!) Since inebriation was still a few months aways and therefore only an option with the aid of her counterfeit identification card, the totality of our 10-month relationship revolved around cinematic movies. I recall watching: Empire, Two If By Sea, X-Men 2, Biker Boys, How to Date a Guy in 10 days, City of God, Finding Nemo. 2003 was my "movie-watching apex" if you will.

(Why anybody would care to know this? I'm not certain.)

And if you're female, replace sports with fashion.

andycat stayed in the red at 1:36 PM

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

The only time I eat hot dogs are at Dodger Stadium and if I'm anywhere near hollywood and it's 2AM (Pinks). Dodger dogs might as well be ambrosia for all I care as they are marinated in beer and then grilled off. And Pink's dog on La Brea and Melrose actually snap. Nothing like that feeling of hot dog juice squirt in your mouth.

Hot dog's at any other time of the day are quite disgusting. But something about the atmosphere at which you eat the gluttonous delight just makes me feel....American.

Fun with text messaging:

JW: Penny is looking bad.
AD: He just gave up a two run two out homer. TO THE PITCHER. I have no choice but to buy a dodger dog.

andycat stayed in the red at 10:23 PM

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

My starting 5 all white dude team. Not euro, that is.

And I really spent about 5 minutes debating between Hinrich/ Ridnour at the 1.

This is what I do with my free time.

andycat stayed in the red at 3:44 PM

Monday, July 24, 2006

A kafka-esque approach to the 5th Option

If there is one person who can make the 5th Option a reality, it is the acat. Let me paint a picture...

...acat exits the envoy to get a bottle of water, leaving Brett to pilot through a 2 hour lineup of cars coming back from a night of whistle-blowing-head-shaking-donkey-showing-revolutionary-blvd-roaming. he weaves through the cars, face as green as frogger's, and a girl, no a young woman, stops him asking him if he wants to buy a blanket or cruz azul jersey. she is out of place, he thinks it's a joke. see, she is young vietnamese, and bordering on beautiful. why is she selling junk at the border? turns out she is from the valley, went to Notre Dame HS, then UCLA, then on to a consulting firm downtown. 3 years in, she couldn't stand it, felt like there had to be something more. she picked up and left and that day, she was on the very end of a 10-month trip from the tip of S.America back to LA, but needed a couple bucks to hack it on her own dime across into Chula Vista. Acat buys a Cruz Azul jersey, throws the blanket away, and tells her that he will give her a ride back. She accepts. 3.5 hrs later, they part in LA with an exchange of emails and AIMs. 3.0 days later they go to dinner. GR/Eats on Sawtelle. He has the Tuna Sandwich and she has the Veggie burger. They both drink tap water. Bill comes and she slaps down 22bones before he can blink. She smiles and says that it is for the ride back. He gets a bit shy, as the acat can do sometimes. Proceed. They head to Zanzibar for some head nodding, as if to affirm that they both know how this night is going to end up...

Not so bad, huh? If anyone, it would be the acat (whose bday is coming up!).

Turncoat Politician stayed in the red at 9:01 AM

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Feeling free to post about the 4 ways to meet someone. And in no way is this list accurate or even researched, just compiled through observing the scope of my friends' relationships and my own personal experiences within the dating realm.

1) Work (or school, if you don't have a job): Not a bad way to meet someone. But per Leykis 101, get ready for awkward tension if this doesn't pan itself out.

2) Bar/Clubs: So how'd you two meet? Dude...I was completely sloshed and I rubbed up on my old lady and we fornicated two hours later and now here we are. These usually end up like a play defended by Ron Artest in the open court. They tend to break down.

3) Friends of friends: Probably the safest option if, you know, you're the conventional type. And if thinking about my 1991 Topps Rated Rookie Cards at an astounding level is any indication of normal convention, than surely my 2nd ex-wife will be met through one of my home slices.

4) Internet: Truly evolving into a popular option for the 2,332 acquaintences I have made over the years comprised of neighbors, yoga classmates, and county cellmates in block 14.

There is a 5th option. And this is the option of random circumstance. However, in my own anecdotes, this is rare yet not necessarily unforseen. And what I mean by random circumstance is somehow sparking a conversation with the other person while reaching for that last butternut squash at Trader Joe's. Or the book club while discussing Kafka at the library. Or poolside at some exotic locale. Romantic, for sure.

andycat stayed in the red at 9:37 AM

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Out on Hollister Ave in Goleta, CA, I worked with a man named G. G was a North Carolina alumni and profusely bled Tar Heel blue. He would recall humorous anecdotes of Mitch Kupchak copying his answer document from the music ethnocology midterm. He would also enthusiastically describe any scenario he saw on Sportscenter involving a Tar Heel alumni with wild hand gestures.

Shammond Williams hit the game winning 3-last night for the Sonics! TAR HEEEEELS!

This is the only trivial knowledge I know about 31 year old, Shammond Williams. He once hit a three at the buzzer. In Mid-February. Of 2000. For a below .500 team.

I don't know about you but when I think of Tar Heel greats of the past, I think of names like...

Antawn Jamison.
Sam Perkins.
James Worthy.
Kenny Smith.
Rasheed Wallace.

And, of course, Shammond freakin Williams.

He is now Lakers big free agent signing #2.

O joyous day.

andycat stayed in the red at 7:47 AM

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Anybody else want to tell me what I've been missing the past 10 days?

Introducing the Lakers big free agent signing this year:

Vladimir Radmonovic.

(Wait wasn't he just traded for Chris Wilcox?
Wasn't Chris Wilcox just a lottery pick?
Is Melvin Ely still playing?
Am I really up at 3:47 AM?)

He's been given the full mid-level exempt.

Seriously?

We couldn't have gotten Keith Van Horn for the identical game and the league minimum?

Because, you know, I like big, soft, offensive-minded, no defensive playing, Euro dudes.

Well, maybe Craig Hodges turns Vlad into a 3-point machine.
And I never have to see Devean George playing another game in a Laker Uniform.

(NOTE: My fondest memory of Devean George is seeing him at a Manhattan Beach Blockbuster scoping out Video Games about 4 years ago.)

It is now 7PM in Vietnam.

andycat stayed in the red at 3:31 AM

Monday, July 10, 2006

There are moments when I feel like I'm dead. This is especially true at airports. Everytime I'm at a foreign place with lots of strangers who share an identical (yet completely unrelated) purpose, I start feeling like I'm in purgatory.

And what becomes even more confusing is when I'm on Asian soil and flight attendants and waiters and lumberjacks and pirates and water buffalo start speaking to me in the particular country's native language.

For example, I'm in Tokyo and the people here start speaking to me like I know more five words in the Japanese lanugage.

Uh...hello? Can't you tell by the cargo shorts, the slightly overweight physique, and the white corded headphones that I'm American??????

And Brad Penny is the STARTING PITCHER for the NL All-Star game?!?!?!

And then the Dodgers sweep the snakes but then lose the NorCal SoCal battle against the Giants?

This relationship with the dodgers is like Murdock and B.A.

Truly love-hate.

andycat stayed in the red at 12:47 PM

Friday, July 07, 2006

Saigon/ Ho Chi Minh City is one of my favorite cities in the world.

I'm at an internet cafe typing this post, sipping on coffee, and absorbing the beauty of the motherland.

Saigon's mood seem to range from pensive mornings to invigorating afternoons and end with a sultry nightlife. I can just imagine my parents having a blast here in their twenties, sipping on coffee, listening to vietnamese folk music, and crawling along on their bicycles.

Saigon is the largest city in Vietnam (p. 3,000,000) and truly a spectacular sight. The Saigon river lies to the east of the city with the Mekong Delta further along the southwest. There's so much history in this city and so recent too! Standing on the steps of the Reunification palace, one can only imagine what an unnerving sight it must have been as the VC barreled into the gates and forced South Vietnam to surrender.

My parents had manage to flee one day earlier. Imagine if circumstances were otherwise. Most likely I would not be typing this sentence.

That is some powerful imagery. Whoa.

The past half century has seen Saigon go from war-torn to government operated to thriving economy.

And as you walk the street you can tell that communism has all but died. Vietnam seems to be a consumer oriented society. People love to spend.

The Vietnamese are a peaceful group of people; 90% practice buddhism.

Nearly everyone I've encountered speaks English to me. I answer back in my broken Vietnamese. Always fun!

andycat stayed in the red at 6:01 PM