Oh hi!

Hi blog. Been a while. Here's a summary of current events:

1. Still have boxes of paperwork to get rid of. Got through two boxes tonight and found important docs for the Lincoln. This is most excellent.
2. Got a ticket for the Mitsubishi. Front plate missing. This isn't good.
3. Job is raining hell on me. This both good and not good at the same time.
4. Girlfriend gave me half of her burger last night. Even though it wasn't hot off the grill it was still quite delicious.
5. Girlfriend is leaving for a week to take care of unfortunate family things. Even though the circumstances aren't great, I think it will be good for her to see her family. I will be glued to her gchat status.
6. I've spent waaay more than budgeted for DJ-related things. Someone hold me back.

Headed to bed now, or soon. I found a book that i started but never got past the 1st chapter. Is that even possible?

TRAFFIC VIOLATED: Round 2

Today was so much better. Arrived at the courthouse, lines everywhere. Luckily i was on my bike and got half off for parking right across the street.

Line to get inside.
Line to get to the traffic section.
Line to get to the traffic court clerk.

But once there, the cute clerk looked at my ticket, asked "Did you fix these two?" Since I had bought in my documentation, she pulled out a huge book, looked up some numbers, and said "OK, $810 has been taken off, were you going to pay for the speeding?"

"Do I have the option to talk with a judge about it?" I asked. For whatever reason I had full charm going on. It was probably due to my glee in wearing a tie. I don't know that she even had a chance of resisting my questions.

"Yes, but your court date won't be until..." she pauses, puts on her cute glasses, and checks her computer "...hmm, looks like February 19th."

"Oh really? That's pretty far." I could barely contain my joy. Getting away with procrastinating is a win in my book.

"Well, OK if that's what must be done. Do I need to sign anything?" I wanted to hug her at this point.

I get home in time to avoid the street sweeper patrol, but also discover that my aunt had moved my car for me. How nice! I change out of my business underwear and throw on my business casuals and head to work.

So yes, today is much better than expected.

TRAFFIC VIOLATED

OK this afternoon i said I would stop posting all this emo crap on my blog because it's not really me, just the part of me that will write. Well I got one more, but it's a little angsty too.

Back in June I was headed home from a delicious lunch and shop with some friends. I was a little peeved because i was getting calls from work, and ended up pulling the battery out of my phone to rectify that problem. I was also on my motorcycle.

Traffic wasn't too heavy, and was moving fast. Average speed was 85+. Being on my bike, I would manouver past a grouping of cars, and then accelerate a bit. By manouver, i mean i would come up to a car, match speed, then switch lanes then accelerate past. This wasn't weaving, it was actual lane change, pass, lane change, pass, etc. Turn signal, looking over my shoulder, watch surrounding traffic...i was actually being a safe rider. The problem begins because I was on my bike, able to switch lanes in a much smaller area than a normal car would even attempt. Additionally, wind prevented me from hearing behind me. The officer's distance behind me was so close that my mirrors, which only show cars that are behind me to the left and right, not direct, made it impossible to see him too. I'm sure the entire event it looked like a very safe police chase to anyone watching.

Eventually I did see the lights in my mirror. I checked my surroundings, signaled, and pulled over. I stopped, removed my helmet, got off the bike and stepped to the side. The officer questioned me briefly, explained how someone on a bike without any gear on had been going 120 (holy shit that's fast!) and slammed into the back of a truck , dying instantly. Not sure how relevant this was to my situation but i wasn't going to bring my thoughts into the discussion.

He asked for license, insurance, registration.

This is where I screwed up, and completely accept the penalties for they are truthful and appropriate. Here's the charges, in addition to speeding:

Registration expired
No proof of insurance
Inappropriate license

My registration was in fact expired. I do not remember receiving a reminder notice, but that isn't relevant. I went into the DMV and fixed this. My registration does in fact show that i was current, so I was only late in payment.

My insurance was current. It was only a few days past the date on the insurance card. I went home and printed a new proof of insurance card and put it in the bike.

My license is a permit. I have yet to get a full license. The cause is that obtainging a full motorcycle license requires an appointment with the DMV or a 3-day class. Both of these options are only offered during the day. You know, when I work. The limitations include no riding on the freeway.

Fine, I'll deal with it. The plan was to go into court, show the docs that said i've fixed these problems, and hope that the judge will lower the fines and allow traffic school.

Well i find out the day before my court date that in order to get these things signed off, i need a sheriff to sign off on them first. So i gather my paperwork after i get home from the office, and run down to the sheriff office, which is closed. I go to the police dept, they tell me to go to the San Gabriel office, where a sheriff is available to check it off. So I go, wait in line, listen to two other people complain about parking tickets for about 30 minutes each, and then get my chance.

It will be $19. Exact change only. Crude, I only have a $20, but oh well, $1 donation isn't going to kill me. BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE!! They need to see the bike. Apparently documentation showing that the bike is registered and insured is not enough. They must physically see that tags have been applied to the bike. WHY? I have no clue. So, the officer says to bring the bike back. Limitation #2 on a permit...no riding at night. Yes, it's night by now. So the officer says to come back during the day, they have someone available all the time. My court date is tomorrow. He says, "No big deal, just take the bike to the courthouse, a sheriff will be available to sign off there".

HUGE SIGH!

I had NO intention of going to court dressed in my bike gear. I had my suit, tie, etc all laid out. Gotta impress the judge, ya know? DENIED.

So now i get to show up to court disheveled. This angers me. I'm so angry that the cop spent an hour playing around with the two parking tickets when he could have said "Submit a form to request review...next please." which would have provided me with time to get my bike back before night settled.

To further cause me stress, tomorrow is the day i MUST take my car to work. It's street cleaning day. I will get a ticket if I park anywhere in the area on the street. i already have a car in the driveway so I'm out of luck there, and since I have to take my bike to court, I can't take my car.

In conclusion, I'm surprised that I am in such good spirits. I've awarded myself two hard ciders tonight for all of the stress and frustration this is causing me. I expect that tomorrow will bring much more annoyance and disgust in the inner-workings of our justice system.

Time for a joke!

What do you call a whole chicken that's been burnt and is a little dry?




Dinner.


You weren't expecting this to be a tragic comedy were you?

bad news first: John Tejada was a bust. Apparently the person playing after him unbeknown to me was huge. I asked the guy in front of me how long he had been waiting....20 minutes. I left.

good news: on the way home i stopped at a place new to me, 7 Bar. Well, apparently i have an in now. I don't have to wait in line Sat nights when it's wrapped around the block. Yay semi-social skills.

other news: I like maker's mark uncontrollably.

Dancing irrisponsibly

So for my b-day me and a friend went out to Avalon. It was pretty fun, and I saw up close how to use a Kaoss pad while DJ'ing. (Thanks goes to DJ Michaelis)

Then as the night progressed, whether it be from my drinking, or the drinking of everyone around me, i was bumped a little bit and ended up landing on my ankle wrong. The result?

Yes, as you can plainly see, my hardwood floors are especially shiny now.

No, what you're looking at is internal bruising due to slight muscle tear. It's not as painful as it looks, and the swelling went down really fast, although my legs remained that hairy.


In other news, tomorrow night I'll be checking out this girl:



Yeah....little bit different than my normal music. I'm a sucker for good singers tho.

My most recent addiction

This one is horrible. Found this by going to a youtube's recommendation of a recommendation.

I CAN'T GET THIS STUFF OUT OF MY HEAD!!!! GAAAH!

Weekend in Review

Dealt with the boss because he didn't read his email and therefore believes that a scheduled event shouldn't be happening.

Saw Sasha DJ live. He was spinning progressive trance. Good stuff, here's a taste from a recent set. Quality is what you'd expect from a cell phone video....


Punks at UCLA tipped over my bike. No major damage, just a scratch on the muffler and the handlebar. Didn't leave a note of course. I'm trading in my bike lock for a pack of hungry dingos.

Bought a 2nd snail. Hopefully my fish won't eat this one.

Poor bike :-(

Parked my bike at a friends house while we went to watch Sasha DJ. Upon our return, my bike had been knocked over. Thankfully only the muffler was scratched and the handlebar end piece was mangled slightly.

Thanks to whoever knocked it over and didn't leave a note or even try and pick it up. You SUCK. I hope you get knocked over by a car some day.