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Every Wednesday Doug (a.k.a. DJ Doug) and I host Karaoke at a club called Firehouse Lounge in Austin, TX. The main reason I do it is because I love doing gangsta rap songs at Karaoke, and if I'm a host I get to sing more. Plus all of our friends come, so it's a really fun little event.
But last week was more fun than usual.
When I found out that my friend Elisia had a police taser, I immediately went to work trying to think of a good use for it. After a short while, Taseroke was born. The premise was simple - two people would sing a song of their own choosing and whoever the crowd thought did worse would get tased mercilessly by me.
Just for fun, here are all of my political views. I'm not super into politics at all - in fact before Bush started screwing everything up, I had zero interest in them. I definitely haven't done enough research to have definitive stances on most of these things, so take them with a grain of salt.
This is the one I care about the most. Our tax system is extremely screwed up. Did you know that we're one of only TWO countries in the world who tax their citizens if they don't live in the country or make money in the country? If I spend a year traveling the world, making money online, I STILL have to pay taxes in the US (there's a partial exemption that it's possible to qualify for).
I laugh. It's the annual casino night at my college dorm. I'm dressed up more than usual - I'm wearing a blazer. Today it's more function than form, though.
The ticket taker isn't laughing, though.
I won't go into details as to how this was arranged, but it's one of those things that I've always wanted to see in person. Although I don't want any of it done on me, I really think that modern doctoral wizardry is pretty incredible. As a side note - if anyone reading this can get me behind the scenes anywhere cool, send me an e-mail. I'll write about it (or not, if you prefer).
My friend and I arrived at the hospital super early. It was an old person getting a knee replacement, and old people like doing things really early. I had only racked up a few hours of sleep, but the excitement kept me wide awake.
We wanted to go to yard sales to furnish our new dorm. We were going to be freshman at UT and we were determined to have a cool dorm room. The problem is that, like other freshmen, we were prone to sleeping late. Getting up at 6am was nigh impossible.
The solution, of course, is to stay up all night, which we did. After our shopping expedition we woke up to see what we had purchased. An ice mold to make an fish shaped block of ice, a bowling ball, and a gumball machine. The gumball machine is the one purchase that warrants a story.
We parked at the bottom of the driveway, which started with a small hill and finished with a flat area in front of the garage. We looked through the unsellable trinkets until our eyes caught a glimpse of the gumball machine. This wasn't one of those cheap plastic ones found at Wal Mart. It was cast iron, a commercial looking model that could be found at a hair salon or something.
Twenty Seven thousand fans are packed into Red Rock, one of the best music venues in the world. The arena is carved from a mountain of giant red rocks. The sold out crowd is watching Ben Folds rock out on the piano.
I emerge from a backstage hallway right next to the front of the stage. A security guard stops me, but lets me pass when I point to my badge. "Working", it says. I'm not working.
In front of the whole crowd, I walk across the stage. Ben Folds lifts one of his hands from the piano, locks eyes, and waves at me. A little startled, I wave back.
First - let me get this out of the way : I fed a squirrel. I saw a bunch of squirrels so I went back to the RV and got some almonds. I put one in my hand and sat around forever, and finally a squirrel came and ate it. It was the cutest thing ever - he put his little front paws on my hand to eat it. Now I'm obsessed with feeding the squirrels, but I haven't had any more success.
Ok, so let me share a few things with you that will keep you entertained for a while.
I read the book, "The Four Hour Workweek"
I bet you didn't know that I was going to have video posts. I didn't either. Todd and I made some funny videos on the way up to Houston this weekend, so I figured I'd smoosh them in with the PRK video and make a little episode out of it.
I plan on making more of these in the future because it was fun and probably more entertaining to watch than my posts are to read. Enjoy, and let me know what you want to see on video.
Oh, and the quality is crappy on two of the clips because we used my phone. It was an impromptu series of stunts.
Yesterday I spent all day putting my new solar panel on the RV. Two weeks ago I got the panel in the mail and I called Crestview RV (a local RV place in Austin) to get it installed. They said it would be about $200, but that they were backed up and it would have to be left there for two weeks. I told them I couldn't go without it that long, so he made an appointment for two weeks later and said to come first thing in the morning.
Those of you who know me know that I hate waking up early.
Still, I want my solar power so I woke up early yesterday and my fantastic sister, Kelsey, drove me 15 miles to bring it in. When I got there they told me they were backed up and I would need to leave it there for two weeks. Forget it. I'll do it myself.
I still live in the RV. People ask how long I'm going to stay here and honestly I don't know. I love it so much that I don't even want to leave. I DO want a solar panel, though, which gets installed thursday. That's exciting. Did I already mention that I had 5 people over to play cards? That's six people in the tiny RV including me, which is my personal record. Soon I will have a house party.
I learned (the basics of) PHP, MYSQL, and AJAX in the past week. They have such scary names I assumed that it would be really difficult to learn, but in fact it's super easy. I'm making a quiz site (like those myspace quizzes), and I already have most of it done. It's even fancy and ajaxy. If you're a lady, pretend that this last paragraph was about me saving kids from a fire, and not about nerdy stuff. Thanks.
My eyes are getting better and better from PRK. Still not totally recovered, but almost certainly 20/20. We go in for a checkup in a few days, so we'll see what the doctor says.