Merry Festivus

Rusty on Christmas

i finally came home from La Crosse last Thursday and i am way more happy to be home from La Crosse, than to be done with school. But i suspect that may change once the reality of the end of my education sets in. I have had a great time back in Tosa, and been mucha inebriated every night since. On Friday i went out with casey, john, mark, and marino, then jules came out to meet us at the BBC which was very nice and sweet of her and an absolute pleasure seeing her again. Furthermore, she got along very well with my friends and they all liked each other. On Christmas eve we went to church (The first time i have been since last Christmas eve) and i was reminded throughout why i hate church, religion, etc. For one the whole virgin birth thing was a very popular trick that rulers and people in power had been claiming since the Egyptian pharohs used it to show that "GOD" wanted them to be the ruler. Then during the sermon the pastor was basically saying that we need to be aware of the darkness (anything bad in your life that you don't like) in our lives and admit that we need the help of God to solve our problems and that we can't solve them on out own. I think that is a horrible thing to tell people and it reminded me of a south park episode a few weeks ago that took on alcoholism and basically said that alcoholics anonymous tells you that you have to admit you have a problem and a disease and then you have to admit that you can't solve the problem on your own and you are powerless against it. But anyways, then after church i met up with Aaron Bell and Mike Wahn, we socialized and then went to a party at Mike's uncle's house and then went back to Wahn's house and played quarters until 4 am on Christmas day when i felt it was time to go home. I woke up Christmas, opened presents, went to ma and ta's (my grandparents) house, ate lots of meats, sausages, and various Croatian dishes, opened presents, went home, then my aunt, her mother, my uncle, my cousin, and her husband and their kids came over and we ate and socialized, then casey, john, mark and colin came over and we drank and played pool and played quarters. While playing quarters we soon ganged up on john (who was the designated driver) who quickly became the most inebriated and then even quicker became absolutely wasted. We convinced him to take a shot of Blue Curaco and that turned out to be a disgusting shot and made him vomit profusely for quite a while. This was the perfect Christmas, and the way i think our lord and savior jesus would want to be honored.

John having gotten his ass kicked at quarters

my Last Week of Classes with Random Pictures Thrown In

The highlight of the week occurred on Tuesday the 13th, i had my court appearance regarding my ticket for operating left of center. I went to court with expectations of having to pay the ticket and have the 4 points taken off my license. I thought there was little chance the ticket would be lowered and no chance the ticket would be dropped completely. But i pleaded not guilty and argued my case with a District Attorney, i stated that i was the designated (Drunk) driver and yadda yadda yadda, and to my shock he dropped the ticket completely and made it a warning. I am still in shock over how lucky i was and am.

~ Gizmo with an italian clown nose ~

Well this was my last week of classes, and the feeling of being (almost) done is quite nice. I still have exams next week, but none will be too hard. It is indescribably boring and cold here, i have given up one of my favorite vices until i get a job, and my roommates are fighting more and more; so needless to say i cannot wait to get the hell out of La Crosse. I quite simply am not at all happy here and this (obviously) affects my mood greatly, thankfully this will all change once i get back to Milwaukee where there are countless things to do all the time, i have numerous friends (at least numerous compared to the number of friends i have here), my parents, and a special lady friend to keep me warm.

~ Isaac has 7 painting that look almost exactly like this one.

They are all in our 20' x 11' living room ~

I am generally a very quiet, bashful, coy person who often doesn't talk unless spoken too. I often don't talk about myself and have trouble telling people about what is going on with me. My reason for this is that as i was growing up my father has always been a talkative person who doesn't like silence, so he would frequently talk and i would frequently notice that many people truly didn't care. Furthermore, i have been around alot of people who are also like this, such as brian b (my best friend for years and years, until he got married to a women who thinks i am too wild and a bad influence on him), and erik t (a roommate i lived with for 2 years, who was completely brainwashed by the military, we didn't get along that well, especially the second year we lived together, so i came(masturbated) in his loofa every morning, he never knew). While i hung out with these people i notice how often they talked and talked about themselves and how other people usually didn't care what they were talking about. Also i noticed that while i was with people like that they usually didn't care what i had to say about myself they were simply waiting for opportunities to talk about themselves more, so it caused me to speak less and less about myself. I would like to improve this about myself, and i think this blog is a way to do that. I still haven't told anyone about this blog, but i have been close to telling people a few times. I want to let people in and i want to expose myself more to people, but i don't want to expose myself and have nobody care. My greatest fear about the blog and i guess about exposing myself in general is that i expose myself and get no response and no concern from anyone. However, i also realize that if i had told everyone about my blog, and my friends and family did come and read there would be little chance for them to comment on various things that i have discussed so far.

~ One corner of the ceiling in my room ~

So, it's been while, unfortunately. i had started a post last week but, there was some error, and mozilla had to shut down before i could save, and i didn't feel like continuing to write after that. and then i was gone all weekend in Minneapolis to see the walker art museum, see my cousin Karalyn, and Mark, Jacob and Cameryn, get a cracker, see "Jesus is Magic"( 8.1, i thought her stand up routine was amazing, such a unique style and type of jokes, there are often very intellectual but using subject matter that most people find offensive, the musical aspect of the movie sucked balls), go to Qdoba, and maybe shop. I got there and went to Qdoba, then to karalyns house and just relaxed, talked, and played with her kids. Then k and i went to the walker, and were sadly disappointed, very few painting, but lots of 3d art and sculptures, and crap like that( not that i don't like 3d art and sculpture, they just had alot of bad not very pretty things. Then we all went to cheesecake factory, it was alright, i am a little but off that there menu has everything from breakfast, to mexican, to italian, to oriental( i prefer the term oriental, because i feel it is more descriptive than asian) i had spicy cashew chicken. Then we went back to there place and were going to play a trivial pursuit, but got caught up playing with the kids. Then today they went to church at 9, i didn't, and hung out some more with then until 12:15 when i had to leave to go see "Jesus is Magic", then i went to sex world to get a cracker, whip cream cartridges, and a balloon. Then i drove home. I really enjoy challenges, for example, i enjoy the challenge of driving while inebriated, i know that may seem like a bad example, but it is one of the most recent ones, and just cause i might not want certain people to know doesn't exactly mean i shouldn't write it. I am generally not very concerned if i make others happy or do what they want me to do. I only do what makes me happy. making me happy is generally my first priority. Happiness is a goal in everything i do.

Some Desultory Cerebrations

I have a moleskine, which is a type of little black leather notebook, and i carry it around often just for jotting down ideas, notes, and pictures. Here is a random sample:

~ How is she doctor?
~ If I were very optimistic I would tell you there's hope. (Sympathy for Mr. Violence (9.1) )

% I think my ideal women may have all the same characteristics i have for my ideal self.

~ Oh Baby, I missed you more than a retard misses the point.
~ What?

~ I love you totally, tenderly, tragically. (Contempt (7.3))

~ I believe you implicitly.

% I think it would be hilarious if when in public with a significant other and i must sign my name that we do it how they did back in the day, and vice versa if she has to sign her name. For example like they did in Comtempt.
~ A lack of confidence brings unhappiness ( Audition (7.8) )

% 99.9% of the time i can see the beauty in everything.

% Sarah Silverman's dog is named Duck

~ It should take you 4 seconds to walk from here to the door. I'll give you 2. (Breakfast at Tiffany's (7.4, solely because of Audrey) )

% i often daydream about nice sweet little moments with a wife i don't yet know, such as looking over at her while driving and seeing the sun radiate off her beautiful face.

~ i avoid celebrity gossip like rape

% Approximately 80% of the materials used in consumer products were developed by NASA

~ What did one snowman say to the other snowman?
~ Do you smell carrots?

% Christians are kinda like those that thought the world was flat and they were the center of the universe.

~ What's sex like?
~ Being a mindless piece of meat
~ Great ( Last life in the Universe (8.2) )

Thanks Giving for a Break

So it's been a while, but i was writing a post earlier this week and . . . nevermind. Anyways, my break was quite enjoyable and much needed. It was nice to finally see Jules, nice to go shopping, nice to see john, casey, and mark. And it was nice on friday night cause D-69 came back in town, and we all hung out at my house; drinking Blatz, playing caps, playing pool, smoking up, watching Stewie Griffith movie (8.6). While we (Duffey and C-Mac) got dazed, they kept coughing. Then the next morning the mother asks, "Why were you guys coughing so much in the basement last night? You weren't doing anything you aren't supposed to?" To which i reply, "No, we were drinking beer and laughing and so the beer went down the wrong pipe." And she responded, "Ohh, yeah, that must have been it."

On saturday night, we (my family) went to my cousin's (Kirsten's and Phil's) house. It was fun and i got to play with Austin and Logan. I also got this photo's of them. I really enjoy children's boudless enthusiasm and wonderment.
















Other films i saw Jarhead (6.5), Walk the Line (8.3), The Hitchhikers Guide to the Universe (7.9).

First Impressions

Well i finally got to see Jules last night as we had our first date. i was very excited, but surprisingly, not at all nervous. So i got to her house opened the door and to my unfortunate surprise i was slightly disappointed. She had a great body, but her hair cut/style was completely unflattering for her and her face. It was also shitty because then after being face to face for a few seconds we had to drive side by side for half an hour to get to the restaurant, then the reasturant we were planning on going to was closed on Sundays (what kinda of reastaurant isn't open for business on a Sunday? Coquette Cafe). So we went to Pasta Tree, but they have a very narrow seating area so we couldn't sit across the table from one another. So i still wasn't able to look at her face dircetly from the front. Then we went to Palomino a bar in Bay View(which was pretty awesome) and we were finally able to sit across from each other, furthermore, her hair was a little bit more messed up and she pulled it back behind her ears, and i could finally see how beautiful she was! We continued to have a great time, conversation flowed wonderfully(mostly due to her), and we drank Lonestar beer until bar time. Then as were we driving home and talking and joking about various things i noticed that several times she made the exact same joke or off hand comment that i was thinking but didn't say. So i dropped her off, we kissed, and i think this may be the start of something.

Operating Left of Center

It has been said by various people who know me that i am a lucky bastard. i don't always agree, but currently i do. So yesterday i had a court date for a ticket i got for running a red light (i contest that it was still yellow, i couldn't safely stop, yadda yadda yadda), so i had the opportunity to go to court and talk to sheriffs, bailiffs, and judges while dazed. So i did and it was fun, enjoyable, exciting. Then i got a pre-trial set for a few weeks so i went home. Then last night i was hanging out with my friend Joe, we had planned to go see wedding crashers, 7.7/10, but then another friend of his stopped by and the consensus changed to "lets go to the bars". So we went to the bars, after we consumed numerous liberations at joe's house. All was fine and good until we were leaving and i was driving down a street, there was an inch of snow on the ground so all you can see are tire tracks, so i am following some tracks on a road i don't normally travel on. Then i see a cop, i tense up and drive the best i can, then the cop turns behind me, then the cop turns on their lights, and i pull over. This cute female cop asks if i know why i was pulled over, i don't, she tells me that this isn't a one way street so i was driving on the wrong side of the road, she asks if i was drinking, obviously. She takes my id, i wait in the car, i remember that if you put pennies in your mouth the copper is supposed to mask some of the alcohol, two more cop cars pull behind her, she asks me to step out of the vehicle and perform some field sobriety tests, i have had practice twice before and passed both previous times, i first must walk heal to toe for ten spaces turn around and come back, i do pretty well (great when considering my level of inebriation), then i stand on one foot until the count of 30, done. Then she gives me a breathalizer, i can only see part of the number reading, i can only see .0, i am positive that putting a penny in my mouth lowered my score considerably because i was easily over .1. She then asks me various questions about how often i drink, if i can handle alcohol pretty well, do i have a high tolerance, etc. I emphatically agree, she then asks if i can call someone to come pick me up, i most certainly can. Then the officer comes back and tells me i was just over the limit, "i was hugging the limit" and that she was only giving me a ticket for "operating left of center"

# 2

Hello,

Last night was Pabst appreciation night at the Popcorn tavern and my friend's band was playing there (like they always do on Monday's). So i went to get some free Pabst beer. It was delicious and inebriating. This morning i was mighty hungover, so i did what any cancer patient in California would do when they fell kinda sick, then i watched "M" by Fritz Lang. i would give it a 8.3/10, i thought it was very well done, but i was really rooting for the mob at the end so that lowered the score a little. I then proceeded to skip one class (art history) then another class (e-commerce). I then felt guilty so i went to the Y(MCA) and relaxed in the steamroom for an hour. Then i watched one of my favorite shows Gilmore Girls, otherwise referred to as GG (i know it's an odd guilty pleasure that i can't explain), and it was a great episode since Lorelei and Rory finally made up. Then later i watched "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" 9.9/10, i have seen this film many times and every time i am impressed it is so expertly crafted and realistic. Another thing i love about it is that it's hard not to think of someone special while watching it. Currently that someone special is named Jules (i also like pronouncing her name Julie with a French accent). I met her on Halloween in Milwaukee as each of our groups of friends bumped into each other on our way to our vehicles. My friends were all focused on one of Jules' friends who was dressed as a sexy nurse. I was focused on Jules. I got her number and we have been talking ever since (usually for long periods of time such as 6 hours). It is kinda weird though cause neither of us remembers what the other looks like (my defense is that i was drunk), but i find it very romantic and am ridiculously excited for the moment when she opens the door and i see how stunningly gorgeous she is.

My Initial Post

Hello,

i plan to begin a blog. The content of said blog is yet to be determined, however, over the coming weeks i plan to try varying types of entries so that i may best determine the form of this blog. Furthermore, i plan to not tell any friends or family about said blog for a undetermined period of time.

Goodbye,