an actually letter sent to continental: lmao

omg this is the dopest ish, thank you kelly

biker gang from hell

ok so last night i finally got together with these guys who all get together, ride thier crotch rockets to atlanta to a bar called the vortex, hang out for a bit, and ride around atlanta. i haven't done it yet cause it sounded stupid, but i said hey, lets give it a try. about twenty of us left where we were at and hit highway seventy five at about a hunderd mph. cars around have no idea what to do as all these bikes go flying down the highway. a few bikes have guy and girl, but one in particular slows down, right next to me, and lifts the front wheel standing on the pegs, with her on it!!! they both stand up and go flying down the highway like that for a while. another time this one guy decides to do an endo at a hundred and almost cause a major accident, thankfully everyone there is experienced riders. so we go to the bar, and i know one guy out of all these people, so i was kind of uncomfortable (belive it or not), so at the time i figured this was my last time. well, as im inside talking to a few people, my buddy comes in to say we are all leaving. now, its the twenty bikes we started with and add about another thirty. now we have about fifty screaming crotch rockets cruising through atlanta, turning everyones head. guys doing donughts at stop lights, wheelies everywhere, and two girls right in front of me stood up on the back seat all balanced on different bikes and held hands, coolest shit ever. so we got to the next place and i was in a much better mood, talking to everyone and watching bikes do tricks up and down the street in buckhead. wraped it up a bit early (eleven o'clock) and went to kates. got up at five thirty and now im at work, yah. i think you all should get a bike and come with me.

king of the hill, top of the heap

here are the things we plan to see in nyc sat and sun:
chinatown, greenwich village, statue of liberty, wall st., ny stock exchange, empire state building, grand central station, a walk thru the park from 59th st to metropolitan museum of art, fao schwartz
any other ideas?

my blog format

first off, i would like to thank everyone for the comments on the last blog, they are very helpfull. i am going to look into breaking my contract with sprint, though i know that is a costly thing to do, especially with five phones on my plan.

second, i think i am going to change my blogging ways. i am going to do more blogs, but a lot shorter, with funny links and such. i get this idea from mike means (buddha blog), who's blog i enjoy dearly. sometimes i might put something in if it is very interesting, like im sure there will be something after my ny trip this weekend. if anyone opposes, please let me know.

sprint cell phone insurance

ok i just found the biggest bullshit ever invented. sprint pcs insurance charges you 5 dollars a month to have. i understand this. if you lose, break, explode your phone, they should replace it. read a few blogs down, and you will see i lost my phone to the highway whilst my bag decided to open up and thow up its contents. to re-cap real quick, i went to sprint, had to buy a new phone, becuse the replacement would take forever. well i just talked to the replacement people and she said that i would need to pay a 50 dollar deductable to get a new phone. i was going to get my phone and have a spare in case something happened. well i guess i'm not going to do that, and i am cancelling my sprint insurance. i used to like sprint, but every day something happens that makes me want to leave. vive la revolution. can anyone give me any educated insight on a better company (i don't want to hear "verison or cingular or whatever cause they are good", i need some solid evidance here).

jinx

i constantly jinx myself. i am a very optimistic person, so when something good is supposed to happen, i get all excited and tell people, and it never happens. now i wonder why this happens. some past examples include, but are not limited to: i had an interview from a job that went well, so i tell everyone, and it never happens or i meet a girl and things go great, so tell everyone that, and it goes downhill (definatly not the present situation) or the reason i am bringing it up right now, my friend in nyc sends me keys to his place on the upper east side (manhattan for you southerners) so kate and i can stay there sat night. well i tell everyone this great news and sure as shit... when i get the envelope the keys have been ripped out by one of the million machines the envelope went thru. arugh, this is my life, i knew the keys were on the way, i was happy and relaxed about the whole "what are we going to do sat night" situation, so i was optimistic and boom...gone. so we are figureing out other plans to get the keys, and hopefully everything will be ok.
what i have learned to do over the years (and i did not do in this case) is be pesimisitc about everything. when something happens always think it wont work out, becuse when it does... it's that much better. when i got excited about the keys knowing they were sent, i knew in the back of my mind it would faulter. well thats it, from now on pesimistic about everything.
"if it weren't for bad luck, i would have none at all" piece

weekend

very eventfull weekend folks. if you werent there then you must be square. friday night was complete debochary as usual, starting out at a braves game with kelly, bill, kelly's brother mike, natalie, todd, tuttle, dave, ashley, eban, i think more but too long to list, very good time though. i probably caught about one minute of the game, so i had a real good time. later we went out to atkins, met up with kate, and the group dwindled down to kelly, bill, mike, kate, and i ( or me). we did shots, and drank a bunch and went back to club la france. well everyone esle was there already putting them back, so we joined in the festivities. this is where it got interesting. here is an equation for you: take drunk guy + girl on his shoulder + running + pool + slippery concrete = possible 911 call. yes, i slipped whilst trying to throw kate in the pool getting her mostly in and me mostly out. lets just say i still hurt.
ok quick re-cap for saturday, i didn't drink cause i thought we were going to take it easy and just cook out at la france, then go home and relax. things didn't end up working that way, but that happens sometimes, good time playing cards though and hanging out with everyone... i need to buy a place at la france.
sunday i got the opportunity to drive my motorcycle in the rain all the way home, but it subsided long enough to be not that bad. thats all i got, plus i've got a turtle head poking out anyway. oh, buddha sent this one to me... very funny but give it time to load: http://www.milkandcookies.com/links/32290/