Where Depression's Just Status Quo


The work weeks go by so slow. Must... endure... for the... moola.

Anyway, this week at work, I spent a lot of time staring out of the high rise building window at the E3 (Electric Entertainment Expo) video game convention. I watched for three days as a whole mess of people got to see new games and systems unveiled. I hate them all. I wanted to go. I want to see the new Playstation Portable. I wanted to see video game junk. But alas, nope. I had to work. Plus, I think you need to be invited or something. Well, just for that, I'm not gonna invite any of those E3 Conventioneers to my fancy shindig. So there.

But one cool thing that happen was a military helicopter show. I guess the military was doing a demonstration of their chopper and it came flying by each convention day. It was cool seeing a helicopter fly at the same level you are at; it's just kinda weird. Anyway, it flew around in circles and came pretty damn close to our building. Pretty crazy shizmo.

Also, I ate my first Tommy's burger! It was pretty damn good. I think it gave me diarrhea though because yesterday at the gym, my stomach started rumbling with violent poop. Anyway, I got a cheeseburger combo with chili cheese fries and a bottle of cherry pepsi. It's quite an experience in itself eating at Tommy's. Well, maybe eating at the original one, as we did. You just grab your burger and stand at a counter and eat your grub. No chairs; nothing. Just you and the food.



This weekend starts my very ambitious "Summer Whiz Bang VavavaVooooom Boom Scootie McFlume" series of things to do. It starts with Urinetown on Sunday. Stay tuned... there may be some more additions to the series... perhaps a certain show about big hair and spray...

AND... the summer series might just end with a huge kabang! It's not for certain yet, but it looks as if I'm headed back to Walt Disney World.



Loving everything (including the fact that I now know how to add pictures to my blogs),

Ricky

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I LOVE LA!


I don't know if you remember, but a few days ago I saw the weirdest thing go down in the Los Angeles River. A helicopter and two cops were chasing a pimpmobile. My explanation: they was blocking a scene for a movie or something. Well, that next Sunday, FOX 11 news reported that a show was filming in the LA River and startled people (because they used fighter jets and blew up a helicopter). An instant flag went up in my head. Could this be the same thing???

Well, it turns out that it was 24 that was filming and they aired that episode tonight. Freakin' AWESOME episode by the way!!! Anyway, they didn't show a helicopter/cop car chase under bridges though. But what other show could have been filming down in the LA River? I think they might have been testing out the possibilites of filming in the river. So, yeah, I'm still convinced that I watched 24 being rehearsed down there... and that's why I love LA.

And in a related story, riding the train home today, we saw three cars (very nice) spinning donuts in the water, around a photographer snapping pictures as it splashed about. I'm surprised at how much goes down down there. I thought that river was only good for carrying our collective craps down to the ocean, but I was wrong.

And I just realized that Paula Abdul couldn't really sing! I remember her being a lot better, but all her songs sound extremely synthesized. Shame.



Killing one childhood joy at a time,

Ricky

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Boy is My Face (and Hair) Red


Yes, my face is red. Not because we just stuffed our fat little faces with endless amounts of baby back ribs from Lucille's for Mother's Day.

Nope. It's because in my big bolded title above, where it says "Visit the mind of a truely sarcastic saint... with a few disturbing twists," I've been spelling the word "truly" WRONG!!!

Crap weasels. Or should I say: Crap Weasleys...

(Talk about a segue!)

Right now I'm watching Harry Potter & the Sorcerer's Stone. They're gonna be showing some scenes from the Prisoner of Azkaban, which I'm psyched as all hell to see. Anyway, the real importance of bringing up Harry Potter is to say that I've settled on a name for my pod.

In my immediate group of friends, we were kind of the Harry Potter nerds. Anyway, I was Ron because of my red hair, naturally. So, my pod's name will be Pigwidgeon (until I feel it's not the right now). I like it though. See, first I wanted to name it Hedwig because the pod is white just like it, but I don't really care much for Hedwig and the name is kinda boring. So I figure, even though Pigwidgeon isn't white, it'll do.

Now, back to work tomorrow. : (



Hiding in the cupboard under the stairs so that I don't have to go to work,

Ron

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Smother the Mothers Day!


Firstly, lemme just say Happy (belated) Fifth of May Day for all my hispanico brothas out there! Can I getta wha wha?

Please don't. You're embarrassing yourselves.

Okay, now that that's over with, I'mma tell you guys about something cool I did at work today.

The thing at work is that I have four mothers. It's been the running gag even before I started working there. It's so because my mom works with me and the other two co-workers in our immediate department (they also helped a lot in getting me the job) are female. So they're all my mothers looking out for me. I also got "adopted" by our sweet mail lady.

Just about every morning, they bring me something to eat for breakfast.

Nothing really to that little tidbit. I just wanted to boast.

So anyway, with Mother's Day coming up this Sunday and all, I thought I should definitely take the opportunity to do something nice. I mean, it was sort of a given. So yesterday, with my mom's help, I went to CostCo to get a bouquet of flowers and then to a Chinese bakery to get a grand cake.

This morning, I gave each of them 3 flowers each, which they loved, and we cut the cake after lunch. The cake made me feel a little dizzy for some reason (my guess is a bad kiwi). Anyway, they loved it and were surprised. I think my mom's a little disappointed that she didn't get the opportunity to be surprised, but I have a few plans for her this weekend. She'll see.

On another note, as always, the final episode of Friends is on tonight. I still remember the first time I watched Friends. I think the first episode I saw was the One where Chandler gets trapped in the bank with the hot model chick. Man, it was so damn funny back then. I told everyone about it at school. Then it started going downhill. I remember when the season finales were a BIG deal. They were the greatest cliffhangers TV had ever seen (for my generation anyway) and the talk of the town for the summer. I think after Chandler and Monica got married, it started getting too comfortable with its own humor... that is, it thought it was funnier than it was. I also think Chandler got incredibly unfunny after he got fat. Odd huh? And then there the fact that Ross got married too many times and then became just a little too neurotic to watch. He was striving to be funny by the way he acted, rather than the situations he was put in. And Monica got too loud and obnoxious.

Anyway, all in all, I think it has gotten better in the previous seasons, but I'm really glad it's finally ending; and on such a perfect season count too. Season Ten. I'll definitely be watching tonight and who knows, maybe I'll be sad.

But I'm already sad, if you really want to know. In a couple of hours, I have to go back to work. That depresses me. Not so much the work, although the days have their ups and extreme downs. It's just the fact that I no longer have much time at all for myself. I used to be bugged by Disneyland because I went so much, but I miss it now. It's probably because I'm dying to ride Tower of Terror again, but I really want to go. Having conflicting schedules with my friends doesn't help neither. It just plain sucks.

Well, I've bored you enough about my jolly problems. I guess things could be a lot worse.

I could drop my iPod for one thing.



Without wax,

Ricky

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Some Like it Hot... I Call Them Idiots


Man, don't it suck out there?

I mean, you sit in the car for a 5 minute drive and your back is soaked from your body juice.

I'm more of a cold person to tell you the truth. I can find it comfortable as hell huddled under a thick blanket and 7 layers on. When it's hot, all you can do is strip down to your skivvies and lay around until you stop sweating. It's a pain.

Sure, when I was younger, summer was the "cool" time of the year. Because, HOORAY, no school! But after college, it just sorta, well, sucks. When you work, it's the same schedule throughout the year. The weekends become your summers and that ain't not enough. So, when you work, you can either be cold during your non-breaks or unbearably, ruthlessly, unrelentless heatily (okay, I made that last adjective up) HOT! So, you be the judge. Of course, if you're under 21, you may not know what I'm feeling till you're out of school. But for those who do know what I'm preachin', lemme hear ya'll holla!

Shut up.

Okay, so it's hot and I'm a bit delirious from the heat stroke, but I gotta salute those who actually work out in the sun, i.e. Erico Suave, MacArthur, Julio Bob the Construction Beotch, etc. I guess what I'm saying is that I shouldn't be complaining about the heat since I work in an air conditioned office. But still, it's hot and I don't like it.

And now on to my Final Thought. I've been reading The Catcher in the Rye. I read it back in high school (or was it junior high?) but I didn't really read it. I kinda just followed along with the rest of the class. See back then, I hated reading... I couldn't appreciate any literature because, quite frankly, it bored me to tears. But now, I'm enjoying it! I think when people are forced to "read," they couldn't care less. I dunno. About the only thing I remembered back when I "read" Catcher in the Rye the first time was his night with the prostitute. Now, rereading that part, it's much clearer. I think Holden Caulfield is a hell of a role model. Well, not really, but he's really smart and calls everyone a moron, so that's A-OK in my book.

Anyway, I'm done. But you weren't forced to read this blogger, so you should care. Jerkwad.

BTW, Erico Suave says "hi!"



Getting socked in the stomach,

Ricky

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The Life of an Employee: Hectic Week


Truly busy.

This week, Mother Routes was forced into a 5-day vacation (cleaning the house and all), so I had to go to work all by my lonesome.

Getting to work wasn't tough at all. I just followed the same routes as we always took, but it was really boring. For some reason, I tend to second guess myself a lot. I'll cautiously pull the "Stop Request" cord on the bus because I fear I'm pulling it at the wrong time (even though I know for sure it's the right time to pull it). Well, I finally mustered up the balls to just yank it and then I got off.

The bus. You pervs. Damn.

On Monday, we got slammed with 50 requests to do in one week. So all this week, I was busy doing them all (save for a few that were too hard to do). At least work goes by a little quicker when I'm continuously doing work. But man, it was all the same; very boring, very monotonous, and a big huge stack of it.

Anyway, that's over now. But because we had to tackle these special cases, we had to neglect our regular stack of requests. So on Monday, we got a whole mess of catching up to do.

That's okay. It keeps me paid.

In more relaxing news, I bought Big Fish on DVD and got the second Eye Toy game: Eye Toy Groove. It's just dancing, but it's kinda fun. Not as fun as the first game though (Eye Toy Play was just jam packed with little fun extras).

Some of you might remember my "December Daze" series last year; one of the most eventful weeks of my life. Well, now I'm eagerly awaiting my "Summer Whiz Bang VavavaVooooom Boom Scootie McFlume" events. It's gonna be awesome. I've been spending quality work money on getting tickets for a bunch of crap. So far on the roster, we got 3 shows and a concert (not to mention a bunch of movies I'm dying to see COUGHspidermanCOUGH).

So it's true what they said... 2004 flippin' rocks!



Killing May flowers,

Ricky

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More Than Just Crap in the Los Angeles River


Yesterday while coming home from work, mi madre y yo saw the weirdest thing going down in the LA river. We saw a helicopter and two cops chasing a pimpmobile type car... it was amazingly bizarre. The helicopter flew under the bridges and stuff! There were some other people with cars and skaters standing around as the cops gave chase. Our train was going too slow, so we couldn't see what happened, but we did catch the aftermath.

When we got down to the other end of the river, the helicopter had touched down and one of the cop cars was spun around and in the disgusting water. The car that they were chasing was driving back towards the 1/4 submerged 5-0. And there was some guy taking pictures.

It had to have been a movie shoot, because it was way too Hollywood. But we didn't see any cameras, so maybe it was just a test run?

Anyway, it was cool seeing a helicopter fly that nutsily under bridges.

Sew...

Work is fine. I got the iPod working and it's awesome! I love it. I'm still working on a better name for it. It's temp name is "Bender."

BTW, it's Princess Karlita's birthday today! If you see her, wish her fun!



Choppering,

Ricky

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It's a Damn Mile Long Hike to Agent J's New Room


Serious exaggerations to follow!

Yesterday we helped Agent J's family move into their brand spankin' new house!

My god. There were some heavy boxes and furnature to get into that house. A narrow stairway leads upstairs to Agent J's room and after taking 10 boxes up there (FULL OF BOOKS!) you start realizing how Ray Garraty felt in "The Long Walk."

I'm so sore right now, but that feeling feels good, so I'm not whining too much. But with only two days for myself (in a workman's exsistence), I'm saddened that one day was spent doing extra hard work. But it was cool.

In cooler news, my iPod order is all sent out. Yesterday I spent the time in my head thinking of what to engrave on the back of it (because it comes free if you order now). It was a hard decision, but I finally picked the right thing to put. And... yes, it's a Rufio quote.



Trudging still,

Ricky

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A Long Blog


Actually not long at all.

Just want to mention that I finished "The Long Walk" today. It was my book-for-the-train book and it was pretty good. Actually I liked it more than I let on because it had a lot of good conversation in the book and a lot of interesting situations during the walk. It didn't pan out as I had hoped in my last blog entry. It was a straight forward book that kept with the Walkers till the gruesome end. But I think I liked it this way. It was more of a psychological story rather than an action adventure (as it would have been if the Walkers rebelled).

Anyway, I do recommend it however. I think Stephen King captures the right mood that all the characters face in the book. And the things they talk about are really fascinating and depressing, but interesting to say the least. It's a rather shocking and mature book and I think it's a metaphor for life/growing old in general.

Now I need a new book. And I'm getting tickets to plenty of musical shows coming to LA so I'm pretty stressed right now... but pumped!



Trudging on,

Ricky

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444


Hey! It's 444. That's awesome! Kinda reminds me of when my little baby cousin pronounced my cousin Jennifer's name: Fer-fer-fer.

Nothing going on. I'm missing a bunch of movies I want to see because of lack of people to see it with.

And I'm reading this really depressing book by Stephen King called "The Long Walk."

It's about a marathon competition where teens walk and walk and if they don't maintain a 3 mph pace, then they get warnings. And after three warnings, they lose and are executed. Kinda like "hey, what if on a gameshow, the losing contestants were killed?" Yeah, so it's really depressing and I hope it isn't as straight forward as it seems right now. I hope we don't just go along with the contestants as they march to the finish. I hope something happens, like they rebel against the enforcers of the game because they realize they don't want to die.

Anyway, it's a pretty old book, so I'm sure some of you have read it.

444!



Not looking forward to work tomorrow,

Ricky

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