I scared myself yesterday. (or 'the krelbow story')

I was watching Project Runway with the family last night, and I commented that one of Jillian's coats was pretty awesome except for the cutouts where the insides of the elbows are (they might have been around the elbows as well, but I'm not sure). Dad asked me if there was a word for the inside of your elbow, and I kind of shook my head, but then I remembered the term "krelbow". Furthermore, I remembered that I had heard "krelbow" on an episode of Blossom, and I proceeded to describe the scene in detail...detail good enough to scare me. Why the hell did my memory retain that piece of information?

In doing web research this evening, I came across a post from a couple of years ago where someone was asking which episode of Seinfeld contained krelbow discussion. I wonder if she too really heard it on Blossom.

Trevor Linden never played for the San Francisco Giants.

So I'm at work listening to the radio, and this one caller is going on and on about how much the Giants are going to suck this year. I zoned out after a minute but woke up when he mentioned the name Trevor Linden. He meant Todd Linden. This mistake actually happens quite a bit, and it manages to annoy me every time.

Canadiens at Sharks, 3/3/08

I was at the game tonight. I picked this game back when tickets first went on sale for two reasons: it was close to my birthday, and this was the Sharks' first game back after a long road trip. As the date approached, I wondered if I should have picked the Ottawa game on the 5th instead...but given the way things turned out I'm happy I picked this one. This was one of the most exciting games I've attended. A few random notes:

-Since Montréal was in town, I was expecting the Canadian national anthem to be sung at least partially in French. That didn't happen, but the singer was from Moose Factory, so that was cool.

-I almost didn't see Thornton's PP goal. When he shot the puck the first time, the guy in front of me stood up and stayed up, as if that shot had gone in. I should point out that this guy was really eager to stand up.

-After Cheechoo's goal, some streamers shot out over my section, landing a few rows in front of me. I later learned that this is something Sharkie does, but this was the first time I was around for that.

-I didn't start walking out until after the Campbell interview was finished. Out of all the games I've attended this season--this would be the sixth--I cheered the most at this one. I will not sound good tomorrow.

-The Cheechoo and Campbell goals made the top play list on both On the Fly and SportsCenter. Cheechoo's goal ranked #1 and #7 respectively, while Campbell's ranked #3 and #4. Interesting.

Oh, I'm still here.

Why haven't I been posting? Well, I've been lazy, sick and stressed, so...there's that. But I digress.

So I have the espn.com NHL scoreboard open. I didn't think much a while ago when I saw that that Cristobal Huet had a shot on goal in the Caps-Devils game, but just now I saw "Cristobal Huet credited with hit on Sergei Brylin"...and right before that, he won a faceoff? Obviously his name is in place of someone else's name. Also, upon checking out the boxscore, I don't see Huet's name anywhere, and it appears that no one is in goal for Washington. :P I'd find these errors less baffling if I could figure out how things are supposed to look...meaning, who actually hit Sergei Brylin?

Super Bowl Aftermath

(I kind of wrote about this already over in the Myspace blog, so I'll try not to repeat myself.)

Maybe it's just me, but my stomach turns whenever I hear about the '72 Dolphins and their champagne. These past few months have been the worst since that story kept popping up throughout the season. But are they as pompous as their act, or is the media possibly making them out to be more pompous than they actually are? Do I despise Don Shula or Chris Berman? (The answer to that last question is, of course, "yes".) At any rate, I can only hope that someday two 18-0 teams will face each other in the Super Bowl...and for one of those teams to be the Niners, but perhaps that's asking too much.

Bring on the Eli commercials!

"I...DRINK...YOUR...MILKSHAKE!"

I'm hoping that quote makes sense in context, because it doesn't when it's stuck in the middle of a radio commercial...heard by someone who hasn't seen the movie.

I might see it just to find out what the hell leads up to those words. But probably not.

Nabokov 2, Kovalchuk 0

This was the highlight of the All-Star Game for me. I missed the intro and half of the first period, but since Nabby played the second period, I was content.

Random Note: I just heard on the radio that the last time there was a penalty in the NHL All-Star Game, it was committed by Sandis Ozolinsh in 2000. That is funny.

up way too late watching tennis

The Australian Open is on right now. I know I shouldn't be up. Of course, I do this during the World Cup too, so...I guess I'm masochistic when it comes to sports. Also, it feels like Nadal has been on the scene for a looong time, so I often forget that the man is only 21. ...Dude.

One Minute Wasted

I came across a list through digg.com that was of "the 10 most racist Disney characters". I thought there was a chance that it would be interesting. Instead, it was one minute of my life that I would never get back. Aside from Aladdin, everything listed was from the 1960s at the latest. [edit: I remembered later that Sebastian from The Little Mermaid also made the list. Still, 8 out of 10...] Well, shit. I could have told you that. The country was a different place then, and we've made great strides since, so...I was almost offended that someone compiled this list in the first place. Almost. More than that, I was annoyed at myself for having gone to the site. Bah.

I'm Nuts, Chapter 25

It had been raining on and off today, and this afternoon I started seeing flashes every now and again out of the corner of my eye. At first I thought it was lightning, but the light of the flash didn't seem quite right, and I hadn't heard any thunder. I started freaking out, thinking my eyes were playing tricks on me. A few minutes later, I realized that one of my coworkers was taking pictures of the water damage that remained from last Friday's storm. The flashes that I had been seeing were coming from his camera. :P

And so they have found a home.

Yesterday I received my latest order from Zappos, which included a pair of sand-colored Ugg boots. Taped to the bottom of the Ugg box were a couple of small scraps of wrapping paper.

Know what that means? I now own someone's rejected Christmas present. I find this hilarious for some unknown reason.

Hm, now that I think about it, this should have been a post for fetchez la vache...oh well, this works too.

Halloween Storm

I was sent an e-mail at work regarding this fun stuff, and one of the safeguarding tips went something like this:

"If you receive a message containing a link from a person you don't know, or haven't heard from for a long time, delete the message without opening it"

The "haven't heard from for a long time" part is new to me, though I guess it makes sense. At any rate, I'm guessing now is not the time to try to connect to any of my old friends from the Japanese animation fandom days. Happy Halloween, everybody.

756, blah blah blah, "asterik".

I didn't write about the whole home run ball online vote thing because I thought it was dumb (still do--I mean, how much money is being spent on this when there are children starving and fun stuff like that), but I have a couple of questions about it anyway:

1) If, for some bizarre reason, Barry Bonds is found to have not done anything wrong as far as the MLB rules of that time are concerned, do we get to brand Mark Ecko with an asterisk?
2) Am I supposed to know who Mark Ecko is? I'm serious here. I'm not even sure if I'm spelling his name correctly.

I will say this, though: At least that Mark guy (unlike many of the people who have called the various radio stations regarding this topic) can pronounce "asterisk" correctly. Why is it such a hard thing to do? Even in commercials! There's this TV commercial going around right now for one of the cell phone carriers...a young lady is visiting the fake crappy cell phone carrier that has asterisks all over the place (i.e. "Unlimited text messaging!*"), including one of the clerk's hands. The lady calls him on this, saying, "You have an asterik [sic] on your hand."

...Ugh.

words & phrases I probably say too much

"Nice."
"I'm just sayin'."
"I don't even know, dude." (alt: "Dude, I don't even know.")

three-day weekends never come soon enough

So...Friday before Labor Day. People who come into work today generally "mail it in", or something, but seriously, I feel like I've been mailing it in all week. :P Dude. I've had the urge to get out of here, and I've been going outside for a walk (or just to stand/sit in the shade because it's been so freaking hot) more often than usual to try to quell the urge a bit, but I'm not entirely sure why it's there in the first place. It's not like I'm even going anywhere this weekend. But no matter, the day is over now, so the weekend begins. Yaaay.

meeting notes

We had a meeting at work today. I had to do a presentation with someone else, which went surprisingly well, but after that my brain went into this half-sleeping half-rambling mode, which, sadly, is what normally happens during these meetings. The main reason for this is because a high majority of what gets discussed doesn't apply to me, so I just zone out. For example, during a meeting the other month I was sitting next to one of my friends and I wrote the following in my notebook as a way of communicating with him:

My aunt Julie was at the Police concert. She called our house, and all we could hear was the music and her going 'woo!'

I accidentally ate a whole chili pepper at lunch. It was NOT FUN. Kristin said my face was almost purple at one point.

I'm terrible.

Maybe I should take some more time off.

Fake vacation has come and gone. Between then and now, I've been trying to get used to being back at work. I'm not used to it yet. I'm still not caught up. There's also drama going on that I'd rather not discuss. :P I would have loved to have voiced my thoughts on the whole baseball-steroids-Selig-Bonds-Aaron-etc. ordeal as well as why I have a hard time taking some Dodgers fans seriously, but the appropriate moment passed some time ago. Plus Jason Whitlock said things better than I could regarding that first point. Anyway, I'm back here now and I'll be writing more. Yay?

another Saturday night on the couch

I was channel-surfing and somehow I ended up on Bikini Destinations. This show seems to be more or less the same as "Get Out!", and it's on the same channel, so...which show came first? Anyway, the girls were in Alaska and they were hand-feeding baby animals in some kind of park or sanctuary or something along those lines. I thought that was odd, but it held my interest for a minute. Then it switched to focusing on one of the girls' photoshoot footage while she talked about herself and stuff she liked. I went to change the channel, but then I heard this:

"My name is Candice Michelle and I'm from Milwaukee, Wisconsin."

Candice Michelle is the GoDaddy chick. And she was also in pro wrestling, apparently. I don't know from the wrestling. Anyway, here's the thing: I did not recognize her by appearance. (I don't know if she looked way younger in 2004 or what.) I recognized her by name, because she was on American Chopper for the GoDaddy/Super Bowl episodes...maybe just the first one, I don't remember. Have I mentioned that I watch American Chopper too much? More on that later, maybe.

I remember when I was into this stuff!

I was introduced to TOKYOMANGO today through a link to the Condom Fashion Show in China entry. I was waaay into everything Japanese in the mid-late 90s. Not so much now--I have enough other obsessions to keep up with--but I did spend a few awesome days in Osaka five years ago.

Mmm, forbidden donut. (Or "doughnut", whatever.)

My desire to not go see The Simpsons Movie (as opposed to a lack of desire to go see it) is probably because I'm not big on movies in general--however, the fact that I'm seeing commercials for it every five minutes isn't helping. In fact, I've seen so many of those commercials that I feel like I've already seen the frigging movie. I watched the show for something like 3-5 years earlier on in its run, and phrases like "d'oh" remain in my vocabulary, but then I stopped. Why is that? FOX hasn't changed the time that they're on. Maybe it coincided with my getting into football? Maybe it got old for me after a while? I don't know.