To crush your enemies
To see them driven before you
And to see the whole thing represented with lead miniatures
So I’m down in San Francisco kind of soaking in the ambience. And also the rain. Went to the Trieste, and Vesuvio’s this afternoon, so I guess I’ve totally covered the authentic North Beach experience. As you know, I am all about the authentic experience.
So in my new incarnation as the sort of person who owns a mouth-guard I went to Vancouver Washington for an honest-to-goodness Kung Fu tournament. I had sort of hoped to take pictures, but I spent a lot of time keeping scores, and it’s also hard to get photos when you are, you know, fighting. I got second place out of three, which is a paradigm case for f(x) = glass is half x, but I was pretty pleased. As it was my first tournament the goal that I had set for myself was to fight twice (i.e.: to not lose my only match), so that was a success.
Today, in my incarnation as the sort of person who takes classes in the hopes of improving upon his career I went and bought a Texas Instruments graphing calculator. It was one-hundred and fifty dollars, and the fucking screen doesn’t have a backlight!
So there’s the range of activities.
Back when I worked at Betelnut I used to think that our loathsome chicken mincer was one of the grossest things that I had ever seen. I used to take new employees to visit it as it performed its vile task.
Apparently, I didn’t know the half of it.