seein red no more.

so after recovering from last week's pink eye (which was kinda funny, since i always wondered how it doesn't get into the other eye, until it actually did get in my other eye...) this weekend was filled with some more sushi along with the new harry potter movie...

the new harry potter movie == bueno! have i read the books? no. the only books i will ever read are "How to Eat Fried Worms", "The Great Gatsby", and "The Catcher in the Rye" (of course, sprinkle in your occasional programming book, and i'm trying to work on The Jungle)... i've read all those repeatedly, and have done many reports on them...

anyways, i also got me a slab of this...

2 lbs of tuna, which i happily scarfed down half of it for lunch (2lbs. of raw fish may be a little too much for me to handle in a sitting, or even a day)... damn good and a helluva 'lot cheaper than going to the restaurant...

so what else did i do this weekend? got better at guitar hero (this game is bombastic!), dropped my WC3 ranking down to 528 (i was 428), and cleaned. 'tis was a pretty productive weekend.

o and i pooped.

eyes are the window to one's soul

they say that the eyes are the window to one's soul...

In this case, my soul is red... red like that of tuna... which is why we decided to go and feast upon tonight...

we've been complementing this sushi going with an nightly drinking binge of various mixed drinks with our new bar sets... we must of purchased about at least 15 different bottles of liquor (which now that i think about, cost me about as much as what an xbox 360 would be when it comes out, but good thing i hate xbox) in the two weeks and trying to perfect a different mixed drink every night...

a few months ago i tried the "spinning straw to gold" technique (ala povpov and a brita filter) with a somewhat success rate... i didn't have really anything to compare it to, but i finally got some absolut and grey goose to compare it too..

the conclusion? it's not povpov, but it's still wank vodka when compared to grey goose or even absolut... i think i'll need to try running it through a couple more times and tryin again...

werd.

my new axe.

today i acquired myself a new guitar...

yes, that is a normal sized guitar... i'm just ginormous.

happy birthday!

[ "Happy Birthday Janelle!!"]

happy birthday janelle. i love you.

by starlight i'll kiss you and promise to be your one and only
i'll make you feel happy
and leave you to be lost in mine
and where will we go, what will we do?
soon said i, will know
and all along, we knew we'd carry on
just to belong
by starlight i know you
as lovely as a wish granted true

someday i'll follow you and see you on the other side

not many people know this, but i was to have an older brother that would of been 2 years older than i... much of what happened on that day is still surrounded in somewhat of a shroud that i don't know if my parents want me knowing the full details or not... i don't know if he was still-born or premature or what exactly happened... but what i do know is resurrected in childhood memories of when we would goto New Jersey (where my parents used to live before i was born) and visit his grave... i was pretty young the two or three times i've went, so the details are fuzzy and worn... plus i was young, innocent and naive to the edges of the world... (i still somewhat am, especially to death... have only been to 1 funeral ever, ?lucky?) Billy Yue (i think that's what they were going to name him and what his gravestone says...) he would of been 26 or 27 and a middle child...

i sometimes daze away in bubblegum dreams thinking about what it would of been like to have a brother... would he of been the same as me? would we of liked the same things? would we of gone through the same school and listened to and played the same music and games? would he of played guitar? if he did would i of played drums? the scenarios and questions just are never-ending... i wish i knew the answers to those... i wish i could turn around and ask him, "hey, let's play warcraft 3" and have him reply to me, "no. fuck you."... anything... just anything would be ok....

it gives me a whole new perspective on my life and just how lucky i am to have it and be able to share the moments and conversations with my wife, my parents, my sister, my friends, my animals (yes even them!)... i couldn't imagine what it must of felt like to have to go through the pain of what my parents went through... i won't even try, because it would be unfair to even try to sympathize on something i have no concept of fathoming... to create a world and see it come crashing down would be too much... but as the cliche goes, be strong...

there's a lot surrounding him that i want to know about, but am just too afraid to ask... i want to know where in NJ he's at so i can visit him and 'honor' him.... when his birthday is and if he's watching over us knowing he would of been loved and a Yue....

in the meantime, i'll save the stories, i'll save the memories, i'll save the pennies, i'll save the days and the nights, i'll save the songs, the music, and the games, and someday, i'll follow you and see you on the other side and i'll share them all with you.