• Dec 31, 2005
    the end of an era

    That era being 2005, of course.

    Stolen from my friend Stephanie (Siria, not Burdette), a formula for a "year in review" post. The formula: take the first line from the first post from each month.

    So here it is, Eric's "Year In Review: 2005"

    January
    "Freakin" is my current word.
    February
    So, my promise to post every weekday in February is off to a bad start.
    March
    In my apartment, my roomates and I have come up with a list of things that are banned from the apartment.
    April
    It passed.
    May
    Thanks to all of the snow and rain last Sunday, today was the opening day of softball season 2005.
    June
    Normally I don't post song lyrics.
    July
    I can't believe I'm saying this, but I will.
    August
    I wish I wasn't so neurotic.
    September
    From a cartoon in the New Yorker:

    "Nobody ever died wishing they had done more homework."
    October
    It looks like I'm going to be moving soon.
    November
    From Sealab 2021--some whale talking to some fish . . .
    December
    It's already snowed three times and it's only December 1.

    I think that sums it up nicely.
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    Dec 26, 2005
    a rant

    So, I'm back from vacation . . .

    I'm out shopping for some stuff for my nephew. My sister in law says he needs some clothes, so I shop for some. It's amazing how vain our culture is. I mean, you would be suprised at how many baby clothes reference mommy/daddy/grandpa/aunt or whoever. It's crazy.

    But, you want to know the craziest part?? You can find stuff referencing mommy, daddy, grandma, grandpa, big brother, big sister and aunt. But who can you NOT find. That's right, you can't find uncle. It's an outrage. Seriously. Now my poor little nephew doesn't have any clothes telling people how great I am. I could tell he was very disappointed. But, that's the reality of the world we live in.

    So, I think this can be my get rich quick scheme: baby clothes that tell people how great the uncle is. The first one is going to be, "My uncle is a pirate" and it can have a picture of a pirate on it. Who wouldn't buy that for his neice or nephew. I'll tell you who. It's the guy who would buy the "My uncle can beat up your daddy," shirt. Personally, I would buy either. And I know Jaxen would be proud to wear either.

    However, I think the biggest seller would have to be, "If you think I'm cute, you should hook up with my uncle and become my aunt." Sure, it seems a bit exploitive. But, I know Jaxen would be happy to help me out.

    So, let's get those screen prints going . . .
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    Dec 21, 2005
    peace

    It's time for vacation. I'm out of here.

    In the words of Freddie Smith, "Merry Freakin Christmas!"

    I'll see you Monday night.
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    Dec 14, 2005
    top gift of the year

    Last year, I pointed you all to this brilliant gift idea.

    For 2005, here is the year's top gift!

    Once again, I have saved Chistmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
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    Dec 8, 2005
    mickey rooney

    Some more song lyrics . . .

    Question...
    Why is it that every time
    I'm walking down the street,
    Somebody wants to stop me
    Just to give me a flyer?

    C'mon man...
    FUNK DAT!
    Get out of my way!

    Question...
    Why is it that every time
    I'm walking to the bank,
    The tellers look at me
    Like I'm the one that robbed them last week?

    C'mon man...
    FUNK DAT!
    What are you looking at?

    Question...
    Why is it that every time
    I turn on the radio,
    I hear the same five songs
    fifteen times a day for three months?

    Man...
    FUNK DAT!
    Get a new DJ!

    Question...
    Why is it that bums ask me for money,
    When I ain't got none?
    What is it an "in" thing or something,
    "Let me remind this dude he ain't got no money. Huh?

    Man...
    FUNK DAT!
    Get a job!

    You know,
    Every time I see my neighboor,
    She tells me to stay out of trouble,
    The other one looks at me like
    I'm the one that got her daughter strung out.

    C'mon man...
    FUNK DAT!
    What are you looking at?

    Seems like every time it never fails,
    It never fails...
    I'm just chillin' in my crib,
    Minding my own business,
    And somebody calls me just to talk about nothing...

    FUNK DAT!
    Get a life!

    --Sagat
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    Dec 7, 2005
    ummm bop!!!

    The Bat Fancy, when I, Tommy, Brent, and Ed live, is about a block away from Bogarts, one of the music venues here in Cincinnati. About a month ago, Hanson played there. Obviously, we couldn't let the fact that Hanson was a block away from our house, so we threw a Hanson tailgate party here at the house. Well, it turns out that Hanson still has a bit of a following, so people started camping out in front of Bogarts 27 hours in advance. By the time doors were about to open, there was quite a line. So, again, we had to do something. Well, I remembered that I still had some poster board left over from my Halloween costume. So, I got it and made a "Hanson Rules!!!" sign. I took it and carried it down the line of people waiting to get in. Then Danny followed me high fiving everyone. Most people just stared at us, a few cheered. One girl said, "And you rule for carrying the sign." Finally, Danny overheard on girl say, "I know they are making fun of us. It's still funny.!"

    Good times.

    Here is a pic, courtesy of VD . . .

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    Dec 2, 2005
    thoughts while walking to lunch

    It's already snowed three times and it's only December 1.

    I guess that stuff about global warming is real!!!!
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