a few things have been happening in the world of tim lately, including my return to the ping pong throne (except against martin). tito and squatch came up to visit me on a whim on tuesday night, and as is the custom for tito and i, we went to denny's. having the squatch with us was an interesting variation. tito said he knew a girl at cal poly somehow, and he said something funny like "name people and i'll tell you if it sounds familiar," to which i responded, "do you have any idea just how many people there are at cal poly?" so then squatch and tito recounted what items tito needs to find any person.

a bowl of shards

a dr. pepper

three matches

a stick of gum

a walkman

a pen

his cell phone

$1.75

also, throughout our stay at denny's, i kept hitting squatch whenever he talked shit (and if you know the squatch you have a general ball park idea of the ridiculous amount of shit that is constantly flowing from his mouth, and that due to his sheer enormity most of this shit goes unchecked, except by the brave, ie me, jeebus, and ricky), and as we were about to leave i pretended i was gonna hit him but i didn't, and he flinched so hard he knocked over his soda across the table onto tito, who proceeded to pour his soda on squatch, but a little got on me so i chucked my remaining chicken strip piece at tito, and then we got up and paid. naturally, being the tip-conscious busser that i am, i left a $10 tip on a $25 check. it was a fun night with my old buddies.

in addition to good times with friends of old, i've been having some interesting moments with nico, tremblay's roommate. these include:

in nico's room:
me: "search for project gotham for the computer."
nico: (searches on google for "project gotham 2 pc")
nico: "nope, guess it's not out for pc yet."
me: "well i guess it's hard to search for project gotham pc since pc are the initials of project gotham."
nico: "yeah."
me: "..."
nico: "...pg?"
me: "...fuck."
this was followed by bales of laughter.

walking around at farmer's market tonight, we saw a guy playing a guitar and one playing drums, in a doorway, with a decent crowd surrounding them. now, these guys appeared to be civilized, respectable members of society, just playing some music. as we continued down the street, i swear it was in the very next doorway, was this lonely hobo with a guitar. no one was watching this hobo. i figured i'd help the guy out.
me (to the hobo): "the other guys have drums man...you have competition."
me (to nico): "if he could just find another hobo that played drums, he'd make a lot of money."
nico: "i don't think hobos play drums."
me: "yeah they do, they play the fuckin congo!"
me: "...bongo."
this was also followed by bouts of guffaws.

we ended up eating at a place called golden china (strikingly similar to golden shower) and the food was very good, and at the end i discovered two peppers (peckers) in my kung pao chicken that looked very spicy indeed, and nico informed me that he had eaten one before and it was pretty spicy. being the daring person i am, i decided we should eat these two. nico ate his first, then i ate mine. i have to say, i have never had anything so spicy, but it was not as spicy as i had anticipated and it was by no means unbearable. it was an enlightening experience. it certainly cleared my sinuses.

nico and i were talking on aim, and all of a sudden, out of the blue, nico said this:
"big dumb nathan is big dumb snoring."
the picture of nathan snoring ("uuuuhhhh....") brought on another fit of hysterics.

and, to top it all off, while he was sleeping, dreaming his dreams of football, nathan said this:
"he's a liberal."

i leave you with that pearl of wisdom, my brothers.

song of the post: chuck berry - johnny b. goode