Monday, April 24, 2006

Sliced the hand today.


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Yesterday I wrote that nothing was new. Well something is new now. At around 10 am, while on break at work I sliced my hand. And I must say that I did a pretty good job.
Six sutures and whole lot of pain right now.

Though it was nice talking shop with the ER tech and Doc.

Thank God it's not my throwing hand.

Sunday, April 23, 2006

Ever look through some of your old things, the things that you have put away in a box meant to be forgotten until a decade has past?

I found an old box in my parents house from a couple years ago. A couple years that seem like 20 years ago. Even some old smells were trapped in this box. Old perfume. I'm sure some of you know something about these things. A little nostalgia ran through me.

I think that if I saw myself from three years ago, I would kick my ass. What a dumb little turd I was. Not that I'm any better now. I'm sure that I will be saying the same thing five years from now about my 25-year-old self.

As of July 28, 2006 I will be free of debt. I am so excited. The months leading up to this will be lean but all worth the trouble.

Nothing else is new. I must do a new audio link soon. I command myself.

That is all.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Thai food is good.
Listening to the Stooges right now is better.

I recently flown my first kite a couple weeks ago.

My father was recently telling me a story about kite flying in Argentina.

When old Miguel Sycz was trying to fly kites in Buenos Aires, as a poor child, he tried to find anything available to create his kite. May it be some newspaper, a few sticks laying around in the gutter, and pieces of string that he would find and tie together to make a long line. Glue was often obtained from old cow fat or if you were lucky enough some extra horse fat from the glue factory.

(Side note: Much of the glue used in Argentina during the 40s was made from Jews in Germany, before my Dad's time)

Now while all the kids in the neighborhood enjoyed flying kites, there was a animosity between the children of the poor and the more well to do. Because the more well to do had their parents buy them very proper supplies to build their kites while their poorer associates had to make do with what they had. So the poor, less fortunate, led by the old Sycz, decided that they had to humble their rich counterparts. In other words, a mine class war took part in the skies.

On the tails of "los desperasidos" they fashioned on razor blades to cut the lines of their opponents and win their war in the skies. And as my father stated, "I was a kite terrorist." As kites flew together in the sky, one class would try to cross lines with the other class to cut there line and let their kites to fly far away.

Vive los Pobres!

Monday, April 10, 2006



Thanks to Greg for the Video.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

I'm trying to fill out this application for a mission trip and I'm having the hardest time answering some of these questions. For example:

"Please share your Christian Testimony(include how you became a Christian, the major influences on your spiritual walk and how you grown spiritually in the past year)."

How the heck I'm I suppose to explain this without writing at least five pages? And I hate the term "spiritual walk" or "Christian walk." In Christianese "walk" is four-letter-word. Why don't you ask me, "What is your desire in the Kingdom" or "Why do you want to go to (place of mission work)?

Bah. I hate applications as it is.

It's almost Cha Cha time. Get some for me.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

I'm falling back in love with Punk.
Not that I ever fell out of love.
Hence the new audio stream will reflect that.

Top five Albums of today:

Fugazi - 13 Songs
The Buzzcocks - Singles Going Steady
Rancid - Let's Go
The Jam - In The City
Dead Kennedys - Fresh Fruit For Rotting Vegetables


Jesse and others were rock stars this weekend.

I have spring break next weekend so if you want to hang out....
hit me up changos.


Here is my Super Hero.


Here is the Jen's Super Hero. It's Matzo Time!

It's raining pretty hard in Highland Park right now. The rain is good for the soul.
It shall be good for hiking around here next week.

The Baseball finally started. All is right in the land.
I'm the biggest coward in this world.