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2000.10.08 10.48

Went to downtown Italian restaurant on evening of 2000.10.02. Manicotti. Don't know what's in it. Love it. Almost went to high society Italian joint before settling on this new place. Tried to speak Italian later that evening. Bad Italian police pulled me over and ticketed me for poor grammar. Assigned me 30 hours community service and required double viewing of Godfather I and II.

Spent first day of my vacation on 2000.10.03 and didn't do jack. Surfed til' I turned blue. Went to mall and did Papa Smurf impressions after reaching Smurf Blue shade. Got phone call from MasterCard. Asked me if I wanted a Titanium Mastercard. Did my Crazy Old Man impression. Asked Mastercard person if card was made out of real titanium. Got put on hold. Person came back and said no. Person went on to say Gold Mastercards aren't really made of gold. Became furious and threatened lawsuit. Said, "I thought my gold card was made of gold! Used it to get $1000 loan from seedy Pawn shop back in 1997." Mastercard person hung up on me. That evening went to Bare Naked Ladies concert at Woodland Pavillions. Sat in 6th row, pit area. Lady cutting ticket in half was all, "Woo woo... so you get to sit in the pit, you lucky loo!" Asked if pit was good. Ticket cutting chick confirmed that pit was good. Went to pit. Pit was awesome. Could see beads of sweat on both opening band Guster and on the Ladies. Had freaking great time. Took Oktober to show. Gonna take Laura to next concert I go to. Hoping for Marilyn Manson, Madonna, or Anne Murray tickets. My new ticket theory is -- if it isn't sixth row or closer, I'm not going... unless it's Anne Murray. Wondering how long I can heckle Anne Murray before being thrown out of concert by irate mob of ugly people.

Thought about things to do on 2000.10.04. Spent day organizing plans. Rescheduled.

Drove DeLorean to DeLorean Motor Company in southwest Houston on 2000.10.05. Went to lunch with Jerald at moderately okay Mesquite Chicken place near Town & Country mall. Picked up girlfriend from airport. Didn't know what flight she was on. Tried to find out from Continent ticket people. Told me they couldn't confirm if someone was on plane or not. Made sad puppy dog face to old Continental ticket lady. She then told me she could confirm if someone had a reservation on the plane. Had to walk to each possible terminal and ask. Last one was charm. Got there 5 minutes before plane people exited. Drove girlfriend home and played Guster CDs.

Took my Eclipse to Shields Firestone on 2000.10.06. Got slow leak fixed. Got alignment done. Got balancing done. Asked if shop could balance Goodyear Eagle GT tires on a DeLorean. Firestone guy is named Jimmy. Jimmy scratched his head, thought a minute, thought some more. Jimmy looked up at ceiling, then down at floor. Said, "Well, maybe, depending on the size of the tires." Told Jimmy tires were normal car tires. Jimmy said he needed more info. Made impatient face when Jimmy turned his back. Made normal face when Jimmy swung back around. Drove car home. Tried to go to Numbers but failed. Rented High Fidelity instead. Excellent damn movie. Hits exactly on how guys act, how they feel, stupid thoughts they have because they are guys. Should rename the movie Chromosome Y. Want to buy it.

On 2000.10.07 saw The Exorcist for first time in a theater. Never saw it from start to end before. Long boring sequences of character development. Bleah. Sometimes I would rather learn character development Matrix-style by shoving it into a hole in the back of my head. Stupid teenagers in theater walked out half-way through show and then started yelling their friend's name out loud. Wanted to hop rail and kick some ass. Instead, yelled, "LOSER!" and got minor laughs from audience, albeit unexpectedly.

Forgot to return High Fidelity on 2000.10.08. Cursed at self for not updating journal. Hooked up camera I'd bought earlier in week. Little 'Matrix Cam' updates every 10 seconds when cam is on. Noticing that I type with my mouth open. Trying to leave cam window on screen to make sure I always look cool. Best angle for me hurts neck. Considering visit to chiropractor so I can maintain attractive head angle. Got statistics for site now that move to MarkShields.com is complete:
Visitors for last week divided per weekday:
2000-10-01: 34
2000-10-02: 49
2000-10-03: 26
2000-10-04: 16
2000-10-05: 26
2000-10-06: 23
2000-10-07: 56
Sucks. Considering buying one of those misspelled domain names to increase traffic. Can't think of decent misspellings write now. Sigh.

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