Miscellaneous blog #41

I finished a rough draft my manga based on my life. I only make a 4 panel strip to start. I was thinking about starting with 3rd or 4th grade, but maybe I'll start earlier like 5 but there will only be a few stories from that era.

I think some of the phrases Sheen is saying are hilarious! I love the "Winning!" one. I'm going to use that. I wonder if that will end up on the banned word list at the end of the year? Unless it is used in context ex: "The Clippers are on a winning streak." or "The Angels need to keep winning to make it to the World Series."

I was thinking is there a popular song written about boobs? There are booty songs like "Baby Got Back". There is "Legs" by ZZTop.

Lent is coming up and I hate being lectured by people who think everybody observes it, and get mad somebody who is eating beef on a Friday. I do enjoy the seafood specials and availability of the "sea meats" like shrimp.

The Urban Juror

I almost stepped on a stillborn cat fetus in the driveway. This won't be the first feline I'd see today. It really grossed me out.

I was almost late there. It was hard to find what I needed in my backpack because there was, so much stuff crammed in there. A lot of people didn't fill out their forms, or know that you had to. As I was going through security I was hoping my gel pens would not be confiscated, and they weren't.

When I see there is internet in the courthouse. I squatted out the computer. I start looking up cat stillbirths. According to what I read it's pretty common, and the mother cat or "queen" immediately knows when her baby comes out if it's dead or not. There was a large sign up that said not to look at porn, phish, gamble, or other bad stuff. I was trying to get on twitter, but it was over capacity at that time. I didn't want to do much. I mean like logon to my accounts, and forget to logoff. The person who used the computer before me forgot to sign out of their hotmail account.

After I surrendered the computer due to being bored, and having to use the bathroom. I started reading Tokyo Mew Mew. I can read through one of those volumes in like 30-45 minutes. By volume 2 I was getting bored and antsy. (not because Tokyo Mew Mew is boring) I was hoping somebody would put the Laker parade on, but it was just a Spanish morning talk show, and then World Cup coverage. Why should I expect there to be something on in English? When it was about 10AM I decided to find some radio coverage like when I listened to the radio coverage of the 2002 Angels parade. The coverage was ok, but a parade is a visual thing. Most of it was just audio clips of the different games and old interviews. I was super bored. World Cup was still on. At about 11 somebody tried to stream the parade off the KABC website, but it wasn't streaming well. Most of the time it was a static image of somebody holding a trophy. I couldn't even make out who the person was.

This tweet was written incorrectly it was suppose to say "WCS is on but I'd rather watch the parade". "WCS" stands for World Cup Soccer.

After I was excused for lunch I really wanted to write outside. I hadn't done it in 2 years. I was going to, but I wanted to find the shopping center that the jury person talked about. As I'm making my way through the park looking around to see what was there and the ducks in the lake. Here is a picture of 2 of them.

Most of them looked like domestic white ducks. Maybe the white ones came from the Barnyard Zoo? There were a few brown ones. After I took the picture of them I was approached by some random lady in the park. She addressed me as "Juror", and asked me if I wanted a kitty. Of course I didn't want it, but how could I have taken a kitty into the courthouse anyway? Stick it in a bag and have it "meow"? The bag would get x-rayed and security would see a cat skeleton in the bag. Then the cat would have to be let out of the bag literally. Or the cat could end up being smuggled into the jury room, and do cat things like scratch furniture and meow loudly. After I thought about it the situation reminded me of Crazy Cat Lady from The Simpsons. At least the cat wasn't hurled at me like the character does with the cats.

After that confusing encounter with the lady offering a kitty. I started looking for the shopping center to see what was there. Then starts another story of me wandering the streets lost. For awhile I was wandering just looking for the place. I saw there wasn't really anything good there. I decided to go to a 99¢ store. There was nothing good in there. I was tempted to buy a plastic canister filled with hair rubber bands, but I realized there was no room in my backpack. There was also junk food and candy for sale there. The only good thing about going to that store was that the parade was on in there. I didn't stay to watch much since I wasn't buying anything. I wandered around some more seeing a myriad of people, and cars decorated with Laker things. I thought I smelled donuts, but it was misleading. Then I happened to walk by this sandwich shop. At first I wasn't going to buy anything. Then I see this positive review of the place in the window. It was for a pastrami sandwich, but those were too expensive, so I decided to get a cheaper sandwich. There was also a menu in the window, and I saw they sell cheese steak sandwiches there. In the description it said that the sandwich traveled 3000 miles to get there. I had to try one. I ordered one with everything on it except mushrooms. It had mayonnaise, steak, cheese, peppers and onions. As I'm waiting for my older my mom calls. I thought she was those Career Advisor people harassing me. I had to tell her about the kitty. When I got my sandwich it was good, but it needed more mayo, and it was a little spicy. I had indigestion all day. I really didn't have much to compare it to, only the Domino's one. As I was enjoying my sandwich I heard a Garbage song on 98.7 . A different Garbage song, "Only Happy When it Rains". Perhaps they received my complaint? After wandering around I made my way back.

While I was at the park I noticed there was a goose. Sorry no pictures of the goose. It had to be a goose. It was white, larger than the ducks and making a honking noise. It looked like this.

The white ducks reminded me of Scrooge and Darkwing. There were also these other birds that weren't ducks or geese. They were brown and had a pointy beak, but they were about the size of a duck, and they made a strange sound. Good thing there weren't swans there. They can be vicious. I watch enough AVF to know that. I really wanted to write outside even if it was just for a little bit. I thought I'd better get back to the jury room. Before that I went to the bathroom, and I found this funny poem. Feathers die? And who is Vince? The ShamWow! guy? Mr. McMahon? Bad bathroom poetry makes me chuckle. Do guys do this?

After I got back into the jury room I was wandering around without my belt on. I was just holding it. I eventually put it on in the bathroom. More than half of the group was called to be on a case. There were probably about 10 people there including me. Somebody changed the tv to an English station, KCAL. I caught some parade highlights on the news. Then there was a high speed chase being covered, so a lot of people were watching and discussing. I was online looking for stuff on ebay, looking for the best cheese steak in LA, and Tweeting. That is one of my new quests.

The last time I was put on a jury for a flashing case. This time I wasn't used and had to stay until about 3PM. There are some entries about the last time I had to go in the archives. After I was released I wrote outside for a while and watched the ducks. I hadn't written outside in a while. I haven't done it in about 2 years, back when my mom was taking care of my baby cousin. I should really write outside more often.

Now I'm ready to crack the book from my memoir class. I can read it all summer. LOL! @o@

Oh yeah and happy solstice for those who observe it.

Fathers and Jurors

I do have to report to jury duty on Monday. :( It sort of reminds me of when I missed the 2002 parade because of Grad Nite. I should say I was recuperating from staying up all night. I slept through the whole thing. I hope there is a tv there or something.

Also in 2002 I missed the Angels' parade because it was a long bus ride home from CSUF.

I'm still trying to figure out what is considered contraband. I won't be taking my metal pencil cases. I'll probably have to take off my grommet belt like last time.

I was going to take all 7 Tokyo Mew Mew manga, but I decided to start off with 5. I'll try to keep myself occupied with writing and stuff. If I have to go for more than one day I'll bring the rest of Tokyo Mew Mew, and my Sailor Moon manga, and probably my Mister Ed book. For the 3rd day I'll bring the thick book from my memoir class.

Got another call from Career Advisor. Those people seriously need to fall off the face of the earth. They are trying to trick me by using different phone numbers. I stupidly answered a call. Now they know this is a live one. Once they say it's them I hang up the phone.

I can't believe my dad liked the gift bag I decorated for him for Father's Day. Perplexing.

Experience Required

Here are some things I forgot to mention in my last blog.

Before class I listened to "Run Baby Run". I thought it would be rather fitting since it was the song I listened to right before my first day of that class. The funny thing about “Run Baby Run” is that I can’t remember if I purposely listened to that song before my first day of class, or it was the next in the queue. I just want to say something else about it. I would pay good money for an official physical release of that video.

I know some people think I'm crazy because I'm worried about what other people think about me. I just want to say that if I didn't I'd end up doing a lot of crazy/bad things. Doesn't everybody lie about their life to make it sound better?

The funny thing is that a few people in the class wanted to write about relatives they didn’t really know. That just sounds shady. I wouldn’t write about my great grandma. She died in the 70s. I never met her. So excuse me if my writing sounds self centered, but I only want to write about myself. I know that person so well. Of course my family members will appear in the stories and stuff. Why would I write about somebody else? I'm not in their head. Everybody has a different point of view. My cousin and I can be at the same party and feel totally different about it.

Here is something that bothered me about my class. Some people had so much blind faith in that popular guy. They just blindly followed this guy, and put him on a pedestal. They would be prime cult property. Funny, I always thought I was, and I believe in blind faith. Hell, I'm a Cena fan. That is blind faith right there.

There was another person who didn't show up. I found out they are a Conan fan. I really wanted to write them a message that had the phrase "Go Team Coco!" in it.

When I received my book I realized that there is so much to read in there I should take it for jury duty. Maybe I should just bring my Tokyo Mew Mew manga instead.

You know like everybody wants job experience. You even need experience to bus tables. DAMN!

I went to the Hometown Buffet and you know what!? They didn't have fries! They always have fries. Potato wedges are not fries. I sound like the grandma from the show Maybe it's Me. She said "Coleslaw is not a potato."

I’m not taking educational advice from my dad ever again!

That is all.

Can't I read Manga Instead?

Before I went looking for memoir books I looked at the manga section. I mean why not? I was very tempered to pick up a volume of The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. You never know when you might need the S.O.S Brigade or a bunny costume.

I was looking for that Mister Ed book, but they didn't have it. I saw they had Just Kids, but the book cost $27. That was a little too expensive for me; even if Shirley did recommend the book. So I thought I browse the store to see if I could find anything else. You know one thing that makes me a bad writer? I don't like to read. Well it's hard for me to find something I like to read. Eventually I ended up ordering the book at the store. It ended up costing about the same as if I bought the book online.