When he was simply John Gallucci (1983).

Got a goal last night during a soccer match. It was cool.

I watched a bit of "Knocked Up" this morning. I was going to jerk off to Katherine Hiegl, but it occurred to me that someone else at that very moment was probably jerking off to her. It weirded me out. I guess I wanted her just for myself. Chronic masturbators who worry about that sort of thing should, you know, have a massive internet-posted schedule of chicks to jerk off to. Like a mental library where you can "check out" a girl and the other guys have to promise not to think about that girl for that allotted time.

"Bill... you look horrible. Did you sleep last night?"

"No, man. I could only get Katherine Hiegl during the 4:30-5am time slot."

"Ouch... that sucks. That reminds me, I've got a noon to 12:30 with Pamela Anderson."

"Nice! I'm gonna try to get Katie Couric for 8-8:30pm tonight."

"What the fuck?"

I'm not a role model. I'm not boyfriend material.

Visited Q-Ball at his new place of employment: Cocktails and Dreams at 3620 SE 35th Pl. Portland, OR 97202 / (503) 238-7787. It used to be a bowling alley I frequented as a kid and it's behind the Original Taco House on Powell. They have video poker, a pool table, and an air hockey table. They also have a decent couch dance area.

cheesiness:acknowledged.

gooch:out.

Eh...

Been a really bad procrastinator lately. I've got a new schedule which lends itself to pissing away the morning. I'm squeezing 30 minutes of administrative work into a two hour time allotment.

Note to software developers: The easier you try to make your software with 'wizards' and what not makes it harder for those of us that actually know what we're doing to use your products.

I used my barbecue for the first time this summer last night. Chicken skewers, corn, potato salad, and mashed potatoes. I'm still cleaning the mashed potatoes out of the barbecue.

"Gooch," you ask, "what's that on your desk?" It's a USB powered beverage cooler. I got it from Gregster a couple birthdays ago. Kickass!


UPDATE: The freaking IRS came by my house at 8:40am this morning. I guess you need to respond to those notices. Fuck! All's good, just a misunderstanding. Have you ever opened the door before and had a badge in your face? Not my thing. As soon as my balls fall out of my chest, I'm going to the gym.

goochout.

I found a Commodore 64 emulator and haven't looked back since. This could be the geekiest thing I've spent time on. The game pictured above is from the game "Karateka." Other games I've played have been "Ghostbusters," "Bruce Lee," and of course "Raid on Bungeling Bay."

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