The Eleventh Little Indian Boy

Saturday, August 23, 2003:

Took an impromptu trip out to Cache Creek ( Indian casino and bingo ) with some fellas this afternoon. Here's the skinny on exactly what happened this fateful day:

- Me and RenMan got an early start on the BART and ended up over and hour late b/c we kept taking the wrong train. I also missed the freeway exit 3 times and added over 20 minutes to my travel time.

- JYee ate around 4 oz. of Salmon Lox spread by itself....I would have done the same.

- Lots of signs protesting casino expansion....I wonder why this is....I mean.....I have heard that casinos bring a world of trouble, but am not entirely aware of the facts which bring these accusations to light....time for me to do some research.

- Good conversation time with RenMan while riding the stupid BART.

- Ten dollar buffet lunch: prime rib, chicken fried steak, mashed taters, country gravy and biscuits, sausage........=P

- JYee spending over 2 hours playing random slot machines....that boy is crazy!!! How can you not get bored?

- Final tally....POC / +400, LIB / + 140 , JYee / even, RenMan.....this guy took quite a hit.....next time brother....double down!!!!

* An interesting note: I was down to my last 20 dollars.....sweating like a pig.....pissed off.....and somehow clawed my way back into contention. Lady luck has the sweetest smile when you are in her good graces. Also, I got super excited when I won a 45x jackpot at a nickel slot machine. When JYee mentioned that it was only worth $2.25 I was bummed out....=P

Here is an interesting IM conversation that I had with a friend earlier in the evening....too funny ( we were talking about issues that we would tackle if elected to the office of governor in California ).....


LIB: I would also classify the attractive single christian woman as an endangered species....at Lumps that is....hahaha.

Ravenclaw: Eeeh? where did that come from?

LIB: Sorry....that one was out of the blue...kinda an inside joke amongst us Lumps guys these days.

Ravenclaw: Shoot

LIB: Guy / Girl ratio is disproportionate.

Ravenclaw: you guys don't think there are attractive girls in Lumps?

LIB: Not enough girls in general.

LIB: Lots of guys....girls have become scarce.

Ravenclaw: I've met lots of women

Ravenclaw: They're all pretty too

Ravenclaw: There are that many guys still? i thought the ratio was getting better

LIB: At Lumps? Yeah, no doubt. But still....it's like 25 guys and 8 girls on the regular.

Ravenclaw: =)

LIB: "No doubt" meaning there are plenty of quality women at Lumps. Just a pity that I can name them all with like 8 fingers on my hands.

Ravenclaw: Haha

Ravenclaw: Well....

Ravenclaw: You only need 1, right?

LIB: True.....That would make the pool even shallower for the rest of the fellas though...haha....don't have the heart to do that....=P

Ravenclaw: But if everyone thought like that, then you'd have 8 single girls and 25 single guys

Ravenclaw: Isn't it survival of the fittest?

Ravenclaw: Then you'd have 17 single guys and 8 couples at least

LIB: Hahahaah.....never thought about it that way......I'm rolling!

Ravenclaw: Rolling?

LIB: To heck with the rest of the 17! 8 is enough!! *Rolling with laughter.*

Ravenclaw: =)

Ravenclaw: Well, instead of 8+25 people bemoaning their singleness, it'd just be 17 =)

LIB: Totally....man, I should cut and paste this to save....too funny.

Ravenclaw: Oh shoot =)


Hahahahaa.....Free your minds and open your eyes....the truth is out there!!!!!

PEACE.

*LIB note: It all started when Cameraboy moved down south......bring back the love GW!!!! Oh wait....you already are.....haha!!!!!


LIB // 9:48 PM


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Thursday, August 21, 2003:

I just saw Milbrae get hit in the face with a plastic guard rail from the refrigerator door. He was trying to remove it by force and it popped off right into his face. Hahaha.....too funny!
LIB // 3:59 PM


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Tuesday, August 19, 2003:

I also spent the weekend down in SoCal with Jediboy and POB. So here are my thoughts about what Jediboy has commented on already and also a splash of other tidbits thrown in for flavor.......

Thread Count
Ok, so we were crashing at the bachelor pad throughout the duration of our stay. I was sleeping on this foldout foam chair/bed thingy with a sleeping bag. Jediboy took the midget couch and in true ghetto fashion....had to prop up his feet upon a rolling office chair for full extension...hahaha!!! POB was on this nice red couch but did not have any bedding whatsoever. Cameraboy came out with some sheets for him and I think the thread count was like 50 or something. At first there was confusion b/c I was already tucked in and ready to hit the sack, but once it occured to me what they were yelling about, I popped up and grabbed the sheets for a better look. Man, that was one rough set of sheets. Something you'd polish rocks with in prison or something. For real. Mental note for the single guy.....high thread count indeed!

Jediboy vs. Jehovah's Witnesses
This was kinda funny from my perspective. I was lying on my temporary bed in the mid afternoon constantly drifting in and out of conciousness. The door bell rings and I hear Jediboy answering the door. Upon recognizing that we had been called upon by Jehovah's witnesses I started to giggle and just tried to stay still while Jediboy ushered them away. To my surprise an informal debate was initiated. He easily dispatched the junior/padawan visitor quickly ( I felt bad for her....b/c children are so impressionable ) and somehow sustained a conversation with the senior ambassador for over 30 minutes. POB came out and sprawled out on his couch too. I just kept smiling and flashing glances at POB. Hahaha. I agree with Jediboy that many of us are just not prepared enough to go into these discussion and come out satisfied. Well, to make a long story short....the older witness came back for round 2 and POB ended it really quick. Four words. He's in the shower. Hahaha.

Soul Food
I found this restaurant called "Aunt Kizzy's Back Porch" or something while reading my favorite authority on street slang and urban culture. SLAM magazine baby!! Anyways, it has become a staple of LA dining for me everytime that I get the chance to visit the area. This time around: smothered chicken, stuffing with gravy, mac and cheese, collard greens ( although not the bacon flavored ones found down south ), cornbread, and old fashioned lemonade. Lemonade that tasted like water, lemons, and sugar......not crystalized powder, water, and preservatives...=P. Some of the famous patrons didn't seem too famous to me though. Maybe because I'm chinese. Oh well.

San Diego Adventures
We were supposed to head out to Huntington Beach for a bonfire with some of Cameraboy's fellowship friends. Somewhere along the drive J*Nyce and I decided to covertly head down to San Diego and hook up with some SF sisters who were already down there on vacation. The primary objective of this decision was to have POB and Jediboy wake up and slowly realize that they had been shanghai'd down south. It was pretty funny. Especially when Snoop rolled up next to Jediboy and said hello. He was like....Hey, what are you doing here? Did you come up to LA to visit us? Hahaha. Classic. I'll give credit to POB b/c he kinda knew that things were amiss. The only thing that made me feel really bad was the fact that the trip down took forever. What was supposed to be a one and a half hour trip turned out to be over 3 hours of bumper to bumper bobbing and weaving. Jediboy looked like he was going to either hurl at some point or really mess up his neck from sleeping with his head hung down.

San Diego is a really cool town. From what I understand it has undergone a major facelift during the last couple of years to make the area more tourist friendly. Mission accomplished sayeth me. We met up with the women ( Snoop, Cuckoo, and JBK ) and had a nice dinner at this spanish restaurant called Ole Madrid. The area where the restaurant was located really reminded me of 6th street in Austin combined with late night French Quarter, NO and a twist of Glass Kat. A maze of eateries, clubs, novelty stores, and parking lots whose diversity equally reflected the people that occupied them. Oh...back to Ole Madrid. Jediboy's chicken did look kind of meager. The rest of us ordered paella that to me....strangely resembled the texture and taste of jambalaya....gonna have to make some soon to compare. You know that sandal wearing Mallory loving person that Jediboy referenced in his recap? Yup.....all me. let's just say that I thought the bartender was really attractive. She kind of resembled Mallory from the new installment of Real World Paris. Eye candy for a brother with too sweet a tooth I tell you.....haha.

The women ended up going dancing and us guys stuck together ( I left my shoes in LA and only had trainers ) to roam the city. Ten thoughts to describe the nights events: Crowded, Skin, Jungle Fever, Mohito, Spicy Owl, Exercise, Charity, Bass, SUV changing, and Alien.


Shotgun
I had shotgun. It was a miracle that we made it back to LA in record time and in one piece. We were all so tired. My bad guys. Praise God!

Newsong LA
Not what I expected at all. The sermon was very easy to relate to though. How we all are "ratty" like the dog mentioned in the message, but God shows us love and mercy despite. The only thing that I was disappointed in was that we got there late and missed the rapper. Oh well. C'est la vie.

Networks
I met someone from back home that I had not seen or heard from for over 4 years. It is a small world. And I'm just a squirrel indeed. You don't have to preach to me about the degrees of seperation amongst various networks. Perhaps it is time for me to join Friendster?


This was the second installment of LA trips for me with the aforementioned dudes. We never have a course charted out and somehow things always turn out just right. Sweet.

LIB // 2:47 PM


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Not many people know about the ELEVENTH little indian boy. Quite simply he was the one who didn't really want to follow in the footsteps of the other 10 and at times even held grandiose dreams of being a cowboy one day. In a world that is changing ever so fast, one can only hope and pray.

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