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GG Crew XX [12 Aug 2010|06:31pm]
Another Canoe Season has come and gone.

GG Crew XX came together for the 47th Annual Disneyland Resort Canoe Races and I'm happy to report that we made it to the finals again this year.

I don't know if I can adequately express how proud I am of this year's team. We rowed 3 seconds faster than the time that got us 1st place two years ago. We shattered the coed record that has stood since 1996. We finished with a time faster than those of the 3rd and 4th place Men's teams, and we achieved the fastest time that GG Crew has rowed in 20 years.

And this year, all of that was only good enough for 3rd place.

This year's coed division was the most competitive group of teams I have ever seen. The normally wide field of "DC" teams consolidated, and all of the best folks showed up to row. DC United: Back in Black set a coed record of 4:10:35. That fact seems to have been missed in the official accounts of the day. The previous record for a Coed team was set by Rescue & Rhythm in 1996 with 4:16:17. In the years since then, teams have placed first with times as slow as Hyperion High School's 4:34:57 in 2004.

The fastest time on record was set by the Men's Division DC Sausage Chowda on July 31st, 2008, when they rowed a ridiculous 3:53:72 during quarter finals. It's rare that a Men's team breaks the 4 minute mark, and it's only been in the past few years that you could count on a team or two skating in that quickly. This year the 1st place Men's team DC Fist Pump came in at 4:03:64.

But the 1st place coed team this year blew the 14 year old record apart by 6 seconds. That's truly remarkable.

A few members of GG Crew XX seemed a little down that we "only" placed third. I told them what I just told you, and a little more research into GG Crew's legacy got their spirits up even more. Sure, we started out slow. GG Crew doesn't appear on the official record until GG Crew 7, when we placed first with 4:22:83, and those first few seasons include a couple DQ's. But in our 20 year history, GG Crew has placed 1st 9 times, including a 4-peat from 2000 - 2003, which is a legacy unrivaled since the coed division formed in 1970.

As competitive as the Coed Division is, one of my favorite things about the Canoe Races is the friendly rivalries between the teams. Part of the fun is cheering each other on. Unfortunately a little bit of that was lost this year due to the way that Cast Activities herded us around during the medals ceremony. The only sour note was being stuck on the bottom level of the Hungry Bear Restaurant, unable to cheer for the other teams as they received their awards.

But we all met up for Pancakes afterwards, which is another fine tradition that GG Crew keeps alive year after year.

I think we'll be back to row again next year. After all, we had shirts that said "Old Enough to Vote!" for GG Crew 18 - it's only fitting that we have "Old Enough to Drink!" shirts for GG Crew 21...


(You can see more pictures courtesy of sheercandy here.)
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Mawwiage! (Well, not quite yet... but eventually!) [12 Jan 2010|04:20pm]
In which I explain how I recently became engaged!

sheercandy, who some of you know by her Twitter handle, Sootlace, recently proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that she is certifiably crazy when she agreed to marry me. (I'm still in a joyous daze about the whole thing, honestly.) She's pointed folks toward this blog for the proposal story, so here I am to spill it.

A bit of backstory first: Christine and I have been in and out of each others lives since she joined the crew at Innoventions (the Attraction that replaced America Sings at Disneyland.) in... either '00 or '01 (I've bounced in and out of that big spinning building a number of times, so the timeline gets a bit hazy for me.) I was coming back after a trip to Tokyo D'land, she was working her way through CSUF's Theater program, and we ended up in the same training group. Not a lot happened before I left for NYC to slather myself blue for a while.

Fast forward to 2005, and Rude Guerrilla's production of Collateral Damage. We reconnected, got along great, and there was definitely something there...

And then we decided to go off and date other people for two years.

We finally got our heads on straight on November 5th, 2007, and we've been going strong ever since.

By going strong, I mean I've had the ring for over a year.

Which I guess is a long time, as these things are measured, but I wanted the moment to be a close to perfect as I could make it - and I didn't want to follow the same path as either The_Dad(tm) or The_Step-Dad(tm) when popping the question.

Dad proposed to my Mom in front of the whole family. I felt that the moment should be a teensy bit more private.

Paul (my Step-Dad) proposed to my Mom at a Red Lobster (back when Red Lobster was cool) very casually... as in the Certificate was rolled up in the centerpiece with his side already filled out. (Hey, whadaya know about that? Have you got a pen?) Which, while awesome in its casual self-confidence, was not quite the tone I wanted to strike with Christine either.

So I've had a few moments planned over the last year that, for one reason or another, didn't work out. Various trips to areas with low ambient light to see spectacular meteor showers did not happen due to overscheduling. We didn't share a cross-country drive together after my month of filming in Arkansas last summer. Nor did we make it to Geneva, Switzerland when we planned. (The economic downturn can suckit.)

And this ring was really starting to burn a hole in my pocket.

The holiday season last year was quite busy for me (being a full time Christmas Caroler will do that for ya) and Christine's schedule was impacted by preparations to leave for Bali for three weeks (where she is either doing yoga, getting massaged, or being peed upon by a monkey as I write this) ... and I thought I'd better stake my claim before she ran off to the Antipodes and fell in love with a hot Balinese dude.

So I asked if, among the scurrying around, we could have a day that was just for us. I didn't care what we did, as long as we did it together. Sunday, January 3rd turned out to be that day. There was a lunch planned with her friends (including Emily, on her last day in town from Geneva, which made the meal immovable) but the rest of the day was mine. I knew we would be in Long Beach, and I got to thinking about some likely locations, but I basically decided to wing it based on where Christine steered us throughout the afternoon.

So we knocked around Long Beach all afternoon, doing a bit of this and a bit of that. She handled where we went for the bulk of the afternoon - as I said, I didn't care where we went as long as we did it together. And it was just a nice, lazy afternoon.

We made it to Ocean Blvd., downtown, in time to see the sunset, and a dog catching a frisbee in silhouette, and we stopped in to Shoreline Village (with an obligatory stop in the Village Hat Shop) to get a drink at The Lighthouse.

The Lighthouse has a third floor that is windows all the way around, and provides a nice view of the lights of Long Beach harbor. We had drinks and seafood there, and chatted for a while, watching boats motor in and out of the channel. And opposite us was a perfect view of the Queen Mary.

I suggested, rather casually, that we go have a look around over there.

Christine agreed, and we made the very short drive over the bridge to the Queen Mary. By this point it was into the evening and getting a bit chilly. Christine was wearing a sundress and a very light jacket that was now inappropriate for the weather, so she threw on the parka that I had in the back of the truck. You have to understand that this thing is large on me, since I bought a Tall size (despite only being 6'1", my arms are just long enough to qualify without being knuckle-dragging) so she was drowning in it. We didn't care though, since we were having a casual day, right? And off we went.

Eventually we found ourselves on the stern, standing on a little stage. A simple Christmas tree blocked the view of everything forward of us, and there was just a bit of space between the tree and the rail. The overall effect of this, it being late enough that very few people were wandering about on deck, was as if we had the the entire boat to ourselves. We were lit by the small white lights of the tree, and all around us was ocean and the lights of the harbor. I was pretty sure it wasn't going to get much more romantic than this moment.

So as were were standing there hugging (and stuff) I slipped the box out of my pocket and held it in my hand behind her back. I remarked that she should take something with her on her trip to Bali so she wouldn't forget me. She smacked me on the arm and protested that she wouldn't. I said that I had that nice picture of her on my bedside table when I went to Arkansas (a seriously awesome picture by KMH of Christine in a Kimono, holding a sword.) And she said, well... maybe she could take a picture.

And I replied, as I took the ring box and opened it in front of her, "Or you could put this on your finger and we could tell folks that we are engaged."

I think it's fair to say that Christine freaked out.

The ring is an heirloom piece. My Step-Dad designed it for my Mom. It's asymmetrical, perhaps quirky, and is gold with a hunk of jade accompanied by three diamonds. I thought jade was for good luck, but Christine also quickly pointed out that it signifies the heart chakra, which I think makes it even more perfect.

So we decided which direction she was going to wear the ring, and then I said, "But I haven't even really asked you yet!" And she agreed that I hadn't.

So I asked, and she said yes.

We took a few moments for ourselves to hug (and stuff) before calling our folks. My Mom and Step-Dad were overjoyed. I didn't really lose it until I asked him to perform the ceremony, and then I really lost it.

Her folks were slightly more stoic. Her Dad just said, Oh. Which turns out is a good reaction, for him, being a study in taciturnity. Her Mom's was "what am I supposed to do with this information?" Which is a reflection of two things: She's heard a lot of grumbling about me over the past few months, which made Christine realize that she'd been leaving out the good parts. Also, I'd had a conversation about a year ago with her Mom in which I told her that nothing was going to happen until I had a conversation with her first... but she said at that time that Christine was her own woman, and free to make her own decisions, etc., which I found remarkable for traditional first-generation Japanese parents.

Turns out, she wishes now that she'd said something a little less cool... but we talked on the following Monday and all is well.

We talked that night to as many family members as we could right away before we announced it on Twitter and Facebook. (Which is how you do stuff these days, right?) Then we went home and shared some strawberries and a bottle of Veuve Cliquot. Afterwards, we did some more hugging (and stuff.)

So that, in a rather large nutshell, is how Christine and I agreed to share the rest of our lives together.

I've already learned the art of compromise: Christine vetoed my idea of a Pirates vs. Ninjas themed wedding. Harumph. Maybe I can sell her on Princess Bride.

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What's new? [01 Jun 2009|07:25pm]
I haven't updated in ages. What the heck is going on? I'll spare you a political screed and get right to how I am keeping busy.

In a nutshell: I'm in the middle of a 2 month run of Big, the musical at the El Centro theatre in Hollywood, and from there I'll head out to Arkansas for a month to make an indie film.

The Musical

Our production of Big, the musical differs somewhat from the Orginal Broadway and Touring versions, in that we've taken what we liked best from those two versions and combined them into a more satisfying whole. I saw West Coast Ensemble's production of Zanna, Don't last year, so I was excited when the musical director, who's an old friend, called to offer me a role in this production.

Because we've crammed a Broadway show into a 99-seat space, I often describe my role as "Utility Infielder". I'm Mr. Kopecki/Voice of Zoltar/Cotton Candy Guy/Arcade Guy/Saleperson/Birnbaum/Nick. There are four non-principal adults in the show, and we're having a ball. The first act is basically one quick-change after another for most of us.

The kids in the show are all terrific. It's a little embarrassing to admit, but most of them have better resumes than the adults. Sterling was Young Ben on Lost, Joey was in Click, Alex was in the Original Cast of Jason Robert Brown's 13 at the Taper... I could go on and on.

Reviews have been mostly positive. Most reviewers picked up on our slightly shaky opening (we had some very last minute replacements) and we put Mom's moment of closure back in after cutting it for a few nights. I think we're much stronger now in week 4. Christine Lakin's choreography is as much fun to do as it looks, and the vocal charts Daniel wrote for us to make up for the lack of Orchestra at the top of the second Act give the four of us a chance to sound like Manhattan Transfer. If you're curious, the reviews that I know about are here: Backstage, L.A. Times, Hollywood Reporter, L.A. Weekly, and the following blogs as well: Talkin' Broadway, Grigware Talks, and Stage Scene L.A.. (There were a lot of nice comments from users on Goldstar as well.)

The biggest challenge isn't the length of the run, which is relatively short at 2 months (plus an extension which I can't be a part of due to my movie shoot, see below) but the tiny amount of backstage space. The El Centro is certainly historic, but it can also be accurately described, at least backstage, as tiny and sweltering. Luckily, I have to shed a few pounds before heading east next month anyway!

The Movie

I took part in a staged reading years ago, at the Grand Central Art Center in downtown Santa Ana. (I performed in the first few shows in that newly-renovated space with the now-defunct Alternative Repertory Theatre. I think CSUF uses it now for small graduate works, but it's tough to tell exactly from their site.) The author, then an Assistant Professor at Chapman University, was Joe Dull. He called me a couple months back and said, "Hey, I revamped Table at Luigi's into a screenplay. Wanna come live in my guest room this summer and make a movie?"

He had me at hello.

So I'm headed to Conway, Arkansas (where, in the small world department, my Uncle coached basketball for a while before getting his Ph.D.) for the month of July. In a 5 week shooting schedule, I currently have 0 days off, and I couldn't be happier about that. The project was a lot of fun it its larval stage, and I can't imagine it being any less so now that it has chewed its way out of the cocoon.

The genre is definitely magical realism, and I play a guy who can create living dreams for his customers through the food he prepares. Luckily, I have a cousin who is an accomplished Chef (if you've ever eaten at the Long Beach Yacht Club, you may have tasted his cooking) so I have a local go-to guy for some of my prep work. In the staged version it was all space work (which is what we call it when we don't want to use the word "mime") and although we may have a hand double for some of the super flashy knife work (I like my fingers!) I'm going to make a determined effort to handle most of the on-screen cooking myself.

I'm a decent cook, but beyond bachelor chow my menu is pretty much limited to stuff that can be drenched in spaghetti sauce. And while I didn't receive any complaints about my Chicken Parmesan last Valentine's Day, I'm still glad that this is not a documentary about a sous-chef, y'know?

It looks like someone has set up a MySpace page for the film: Table at Luigi's on MySpace. I, of course, will be tweeting like mad throughout the production.

It's been a long time since I could say that I had work lined up for the next couple of months. It's a good feeling!

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Things you should know about swine flu... [01 May 2009|04:14am]
Reposted with permission, in an effort to help stop the spread of misinformation.

Update: H1N1/A 2009 Mexico Flu (Swine Flu..whatever..)

"Swine Flu" isn't really "swine". When the virus jumped from pigs to humans, it recombined with other influenza genomes to create a brand new strain. This virus has the H1N1 type A profile, but it incorporates human, swine and avian influenza "parts" that has created this new strain. This is NOT unusual for influenza! Its a clever virus and has done this many many many times in the past. This strain has "sustained lateral transmission" within the human population, which means that its infectious from person to person.

There are really only two reasons scientists are "concerned" about this strain:

a. New strain never seen in human population. That unknown factor makes it a wild card, so the severity of it cannot be predicted except by real time global observation. Human have no latent immunity to this new virus, so it can be severe. However, there's some speculation at the CDC that people that have had a repeated history of flu immunizations might have *some* immunity to it, enough to reduce symptoms. However, the data is just not out there yet. Perhaps in a few years with better epidemiology data, a scientific conclusion can be made. This "new" virus is the result of "zoonotic shift", which means it jumps species, that is, from pig to human. When that happens in nature, scientists take notice! This is why "Avian Flu" (H5N1) is of concern for a pandemic.

b. Incidence of higher mortality in "low risk" individuals. When the outbreak first occurred, the mortality of "low risk" Mexicans (i.e. healthy, young adults) was much higher the seasonal flu strains. With a new strain, when we first see this, this is indicative of a very, very dangerous influenza outbreak (e.g. 1918 Spanish Flu). However, just in one week, its obvious Swine Flu is really not that dangerous. The unusual mortality occurred in Mexico, but other countries with outbreaks are not seeing mortality even remotely that high. In fact, the contrary is true, based on statistics, this strain is has a lower mortality compared to the seasonal influenza. Naturally... this *can* change. Remember I said this is a "new" virus, thus its long term epidemiology is not known.

Because of these concerns, the media, and thus the public, are unnecessarily worried over this flu. Stupid shit keeps getting propagated by the ignorant, fearful and conspiracy theorists, and the result is damaging.

DON'T be more worried about this flu than you would for any other seasonal flu!!!

They've learned a few new things that seem to be a trend with this virus. Now, mind you, its still "early" in this pandemic's life cycle, so things can change, but certain facts are looking true: [Emphasis mine. ~j]

1. Its rate of infection is flattening. This means, its not as infectious as originally feared. There will certainly be new cases, and it will be all over the globe given time, but its not going to become an uncontrollable wildfire over the globe. Remember that prep school in New York City that had a few dozen cases? The incidence of new cases with family members of the sick children and their classmates has leveled out.

2. The rate of mortality appears to be less than "regular" (i.e. already known) influenza strains in developed countries. Its prognosis appears typical as well (i.e. low risk patients are low risk, high risk patients are still high risk). Scientists will be paying extra close attention to impoverished areas of the globe like Africa and parts of Asia to see how the prognosis unfolds there. We'll see. Please keep in mind, that "regular" seasonal flu kills about 36,000 people every year just in the US!

Now you know why I'm an overt proponent of seasonal flu shots...


1. Wash your hands, wash your hands, wash your !&%@(*&@ hands! Seriously.. this reduces your risk of infection by 50%. Wash them frequently. Wash them CORRECTLY. This means vigorous scrubbing with soap for at least 15 seconds before rinsing. Doing what I do for a living, I wash my hands at least a dozen times a day. I've been washing them more, and after I've gone into public, crowded places (conference rooms).

2. While Purell cannot legally claim their alcohol-based sanitizers kill viruses, I can assure you they do. As I said previously, there's scientific evidence they do inactivate viruses on your hand when used correctly This means a generous (quarter-sized) dollop in your palm, and briskly rubbed over your hands so they're "wet" for at least 15 seconds. Keep rubbing until naturally dry. Carry a small bottle of this stuff with you during the day to use between hand washings. Really... just #1 and #2 are strong defenses against catching influenza.. ANY influenza (and adenoviruses..and rhinoviruses....and rotaviruses..and enteroviruses.. and Norwalk virus.. etc.)

2a: I guess its common sense to keep your hands and fingers out of your nose and mouth.. yes? That's the primary, and most common route of influenza infection. Not really "breathing it in from the air", but picking the virus up on your hands and transferring it to your face. Wash your hands! Purell those boys!!!

3. Face masks don't do anything when worn "in public". Don't bother. The only time they might be helpful is if you're in a very close proximity to an infectious person or in an enclosed room with them. Good example of this would be if you're taking care of a sick family member. Only N95 NIOSH graded masks will do anything. These might intercept aerosol particles carrying virus. These are sometimes told as "tuberculosis grade" face masks. But generally, like when on public transport, these won't do any good. I would say get one when inside a sick patient's bedroom, and consider that room quarantine.

4. Stay away from sick people! This sounds like a no brainer, but if that guy on the bus is coughing or sneezing, or just *looks* sick, move as far away from him as possible.

5. If YOU get sick.. for God's sake.. STAY HOME and OUT OF THE PUBLIC for at least 48hours after the symptoms go away. Send sick co-workers home! Get on their case about it!!!

6. The CDC "Phase 5" pandemic alert is solely used as a tool to allow governments to prepare for the pandemic. It does NOT indicate the severity of the flu or its mortality! You shouldn't panic when you hear that the pandemic phase has been increased. It merely allows authorities to implement plans and funding to combat the spread. The professional response to this outbreak has been phenomenal, so there's a good chance we'll not see a "phase 6".

There.. I've said my peace! Unless there's a serious change in the flu's spread, that's all I've got. This flu is now part of the regular strains we'll see seasonally, I'll bet.

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Honda Insight - Gig [20 Apr 2009|10:32pm]
sheercandy's commercial!

We're doing cartwheels over here.

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Your moment of Zen. [15 Apr 2009|01:46am]

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Ouch! [09 Apr 2009|12:16am]
My worst fight ever, let me show you it.

That's my little dude getting whupped by a girl and her pet wolf.

Not only did she sick the wolf on me, but she then proceeded to go all crazy ninja batshit bullet time on my ass.

I did exactly zero points of damage.

Well... since you've seen what a wuss I am, why not challenge me to a fight? Seriously, how could you lose?.

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International Talk Like William Shatner Day [22 Mar 2009|08:27pm]
...and I almost ... missed it!

In honor of William Shatner's birthday. Today being the 78th, according to Kevin Pollak.

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Huck deece! [14 Mar 2009|10:32am]
Aw, hell yeah.

(Prolly don't want to watch this at work if your boss has a problem with the F-bomb.)

I've got a Vampire (Salon) LARP tonight, an Heroic Fantasy (Boffer) LARP tomorrow, and I keep my polyhedral dice in my truck just in case a spontaneous, impromptu game of D&D erupts at the 7-11*.

On that note, local LARPers should watch this space for news of an upcoming weapons crafting workshop.


*Elf needs Slurpee, badly!

Edit: No, seriously. I received this is the mail yesterday from the good folks at Iron Liege.

How many geek points is this worth?
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Sit Ubu, Sit. [14 Mar 2009|12:04am]
"Your cat crapped on my steps again!"

"Who says you can't train a cat?"

      -- Grumpy Old Men (don't ask me which one...)

Seriously: Cat Does Dog Tricks (youtube link)

I watched this the way people watch car races: hoping for a crash. I fully expected the pussy to get fed up with these shenanigans and ginsu the woman's face (at a speed which most modern video cameras can't capture) then snatch the handful of treats from her flayed fingers and walk off nonchalantly to eat them in the safety of her box.

Sadly, that doesn't happen. Hope I didn't spoil the moment.

But it's a mildly entertaining diversion nontheless.

A cat doing fucking dog tricks. Where's the self-respect? I'm guessing it grew up without a strong tom figure in the house.

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The more that can be said... [13 Mar 2009|02:37pm]
catvalente proves, once again, that she is made of awesome*:

Let Me Tell You a Story


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Totally not staring... [04 Mar 2009|10:37pm]
Despite planning to use this bit of dialogue in a script someday, I'm recording it here before I forget :)

This conversation happened tonight, between sheercandy and I, as we stood on a downtown Santa Ana street in the light rain, holding candles at a Prop 8 Vigil. I mention that just to explain the circumstances, the conversation has nothing to do with the cause. But enough prefacing:

"You see the lady in the grey cardigan thing with the sort of hangy-downy bits?"
"That sweater would look great on you."
"Wait, that's like, what you're supposed to say."
"What I'm supposed to say when?"
"Instead of something else."
"You mean, instead of saying, that's a nice coat, I would say, that coat looks great on you?"
"Yes, but in this case it's what you say when I catch you looking at another woman."
"But I had to point this woman out to you, so it totally doesn't count."
"Uh huh. Hey, you're staring again."
"Sorry, ...I mean, those tits would look great on you."

Honestly, I wish it actually happened that way. But halfway through we were already getting meta about it and having the conversation as if it were taking place in the sitcom pilot about our lives.

Oh, and by the way, the sitcom totally got picked up.

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Pssst, hey! [25 Feb 2009|10:10pm]
I finally got around to editing the bio section of my info page, which I hadn't touched in about 5 years.

I also uploaded a few new userpics, also overdue.

Don't tell anybody.

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Sorry, Dad! [25 Feb 2009|09:51am]
"Dad, I knew I was a pain in your neck, but I didn't mean to put you in the hospital!"

The_Dad(tm) has been in rough shape lately. What started as a run of the mill stiff neck last week turned into paralyzing pain over the weekend. (Which may have something to do with the kitchen he just gutted.) All of my parents have levels of pain tolerance that are off the scale, so when The_Dad(tm) asked to be taken to the ER on Sunday, we knew it was bad.

Thankfully, every symptom that could have pointed toward this being a heart thing was ruled out. (No numbness in the hands or feet, no radiating pain down the arms). It's a run of the mill stiff neck... just a spectacularly bad run of the mill stiff neck. So it was my turn this week to look after Dad, just as he looked after me a few weeks ago when I was laid up with that lung thing that was going around (which you got an earful about if you're following me on Twitter).

After watching him spend most of Sunday supine, immobile, and in teeth-clenching agony, I was startled to find him pre-dawn Monday not only up and about, but milling around in the front yard with neighbors in various states of bathrobed undress.

Turns out, the house diagonally behind my Dad's was on fire.

By the time I got there, the Orange Fire Department had things well in hand. Apparently, I missed the 30 foot flames mere moments before I arrived. From all accounts, all of the college aged renters got out safely, though I heard rumors of a missing cat.

Luckily, the morning was cool and rainy, not hot and windy, or the neighborhood would have fared much worse. Many tall trees surround that property.

The neighbors milling about included the folks next door (the ones who always greet me with my childhood nickname when I show up at the polling place) and the lady from the house on the other side of them, who I haven't seen in years. She said, "Hey! Mr. Lego!" (which puts her memory of me at least as far back as '03) and reintroduced me to one of her twin daughters, who I hadn't seen since she was a lanky 6th grader in about 1983 or so. Perhaps she was younger, I never was quite sure how old those girls were, I just knew they were younger than me. It was startling to see her all grown up, and I'm positive she had no idea who the beanied, bleary-eyed man across from her was. Still, we did the polite thing and smiled and shook hands.

As the column of smoke from the back yard turned from black to white, we recalled memories of the last fire to happen on our block. The Janicek House (still known as such, though the Janiceks have not lived there in decades) across the street from my Dad's burned in the very early 70's, killing their young daughter who was trapped on the back stairs.

I have very vivid memories of that morning, which was gloomy and overcast just as Monday was. I have equally vivid memories of the nightmares I had for months afterwards, perhaps spurred on by gruesome tales spread by the neighborhood kids of what that little girl's last few moments must have been like.

That remained unsaid on Monday though, and we talked instead of how the neighborhood rallied around the family, with garage sales and such to raise money for them. There's still a small town feel on that block, which I didn't realize I missed until Monday morning.

At any rate, I'm still checking on The_Dad(tm) every 6 hours. I'm hoping he's well soon enough to save me some of those muscle relaxers, because they sure do look like fun!

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Unfortunately, a meme [20 Feb 2009|05:52am]
A new twist on that "search for your name" thing: google on "unfortunately [your name]" and grab the first ten results.

1. Unfortunately, Frank's fiery steed was neither fiery, nor was he a steed.
2. Unfortunately Frank, those two words don't mean the same thing to everyone.
3. Unfortunately Frank TV has been a bust.
4. Unfortunately, Frank, if progressives don't pull hard to the left then our elected officials will drift rightward.
5. Unfortunately, Frank never got the opportunity to thank Jennie, as she died of pneumonia.
6. Unfortunately, Frank is now gone, too.
7. Unfortunately, Frank’s destruction of the mortgage industry and the wiping out of untold family savings will be overshadowed by the ...
8. Unfortunately, Frank never made it to Cuba, remaining in Tampa with the stockade, most of the horses, the men of his troop and three other troops.
9. Unfortunately, Frank was not part of the group to make that trip and I never had the chance to meet him in person.
10. Unfortunately, Frank was captured and interned several times in France before he was able to flee Europe via Lisbon to the United States.

Thanks to womzilla for this twist. I found the narrative that emerged particularly amusing.

I'm not tagging you, but I did tag the overpass near your house. (Bungie cords and a leather belt, that's the secret.)

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Oh, the humanity. [10 Feb 2009|08:50pm]

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And another thing... [29 Jan 2009|02:49am]
If you were wondering when the California economy would get so bad that they'd track down everyone who filed a 1099 and shake them down for business license fees... that day has arrived.

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Quick Bits [12 Jan 2009|10:57am]
I finally managed to nuke LoudTwitter from my LJ. (And there was much rejoicing.) I had to do it from the LJ side, because LoudTwitter, as I've been heard to spout at length and with little provocation, is made of fail.

(Odd, seconds after typing the "much rejoicing" bit I see a tweet from @wilw using the same phrase. Great minds, I guess.)


In gaming news, I made an entrance with my new Ventrue at the La Sangre game on Saturday. My favorite quote of the evening has to be:
Rohan Massoud: [To Mateo] Why didn't you tell me that Mr. Kensington was so charming? Did you know they eat brains in New Guinea?

My short-term and highly whimsical goal of "create a character who can sport a homburg" was definitely achieved. As was coming out of the gate with a concept as diametrically opposed to my Gangrel as possible. I like the guy so far, and suspect he will be an amusing diversion while Joe is on walkabout.


Classes start again this week, as do a new round of Dapper rehearsals and a few more auditions. It's good to be busy!

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Here Comes Pete! [10 Jan 2009|06:43pm]
Click. This. Now.

(mildly NSFW ... but click it anyway!)

Thanks to my nephew Saxon for this sweet link, via facebook.

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Today's Tweets [09 Jan 2009|01:23am]
  • 02:54 My thoughts drift off to
    Juliet and Romeo's
    Quiet pre-dawn hours /
    I wonder if he, like me,
    Farted under the covers? #
  • 14:29 @wilw I feel the same way about LoudTwitter, but try as I may, I can't seem to nuke it from my LJ. Epic Fail. #
  • 14:58 Watching Mary Poppins organize a snowboarding trip to Tahoe. (Backstage, but still.) I love the surreal aspects of my job. #
  • 15:47 @gnu_lorien thanks for the tip, I'll give it a whirl and we'll check the results tonight. #
  • 19:54 Earthquake. Felt smallish in Orange. Would have slept through it ... Although I suddenly hear sirens in the distance. Hmmm. #
  • 20:23 @sootlace possibly, yes. Doubt it was strong enough to break a water main. Could have triggered alarms in local businesses or light indu ... #
  • 20:26 RT from @twistedcat if you felt it, please fill out the Did You Feel It form: #
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