Now's As Good As Time As Any

Haven't had an update for a while so I thought tonight was a good time to give you all a little update of my life.

I got a new job! I got the offer a couple weeks ago, but I've been sitting on it waiting for a few things to happen first. Then on Monday, I officially put in my two weeks notice. My intention was to talk to the GM personally and let him know, then e-mail him and human resources my official written notice. It was a busy day from the moment I got in so I wasn't able to tell him right away. Then something came up with my {former} boss so he had to leave town suddenly. I told HR and her advice was to e-mail him and call him. He didn't answer so I just left him a voice mail basically saying check your e-mail. He didn't make it back to town until late wednesday and i had thursday off.

So... i got a phone call from him today. Long and short of it, it was on good terms, however I got asked to not return to work. SO! I've got a new job, but it won't start for about a week, and until then, i'm officially unemployed! And if you think i seem excited about it, its because its true. :) I also should be getting a new car within the next couple of days, and hopefully be moving into an apartment within a month or so. So life is pretty good right now, other than the fact that I just got fired...

Bleedin' Fingers Waggs

I've been working really hard on the piano lately trying to learn to play. I can't read music worth crap but i've got a pretty good ear. I've been listening to a lot of Ben Folds because its stuff I can pick out the parts for, and its surprisingly basic.

When I was in ZAMAR I would never have a chance to practice bass except for the back to back 5+ hr practices we would have before shows. This earned me the nickname "Bleedin Fingers Waggs".

One of the Ben Folds songs i've been playing (Army) has some slides down the piano and i got some pretty bad blisters on my fingers that i'm pretty proud of. I like my bleeding fingers. So deal with it. If you'd like me to serenede you sometime, call me.

I'm hoping to have some news soon so i'll probably post a "life update" blog soon. Until then....

thanks for being my friend,
david

USA vs Australia

Its Time for another edition of 'A' vs 'B'

A few months ago, I got a message from Tom about the new myspace and how they were switching to Australia, but it was still the same myspace? Well its not. Its the little differences that matter.

USA: when someone would look at my body type they would see 6'11"/Some extra baggage and think, he's making a joke because he's not 6'11" therefore he must not have some extra baggage.
AUS: they that i am 272cm/Some extra baggage and they think, well i don't know what 272cm means but he's got some extra baggage.

USA: Favorites
AUS Favourites - thats just rediculous.

Everytime i look at the date, i have to think for a few moments, "when was this posted?" 02/01/07 Three months ago, would anyone reading this seriously second guess what day i'm talking about. Its February the 1st of 2007. But wait, because Tom decided to go down under, I just might mean the 2nd of January 2007. So if I try to read a date I feel like I'm an idiot.

So thanks, Tom. With a rearranging of letters in a country code you have made me fat, illiterate and stupid.

**EDIT** Soo, apparently it was a setting that I didn't switch. Sorry Tom. You're an OK guy afterall.

wtf-ophobia

Anyone who really knows me knows I get squimish in certain situations involving knives or images of cuts/gashes and I'm looking for the specific phobia that identifies it. If anyone knows or can find out, let me know. I've looked all over the internet but have had no luck.
If you're interested in helping, here's a more detailed description and what I've found searching the internet so far:

I'm pretty sure the phobia stemmed from me cutting myself while working several years ago. Its not the knife or sharp object that makes me feel sick, its the thought of the person using it slipping and cutting themselves. When I see images of mutilation or bad cuts, I also get sick. Its not the blood and guts that bothers me, its more the thought of how they got there. So basically, I have a phobia of mutilation, and although images of all sharp objects will make me squirm (I blacked out when the guy in Saw pulled out the hacksaw) it seems that it's the small razors that make me squirm the most. Here's what I've found on the internet that most closely resembles what I have, although none of them hit it exactly.

Aichmophobia- Fear of needles or pointed objects
Hemophobia or Hemaphobia or Hematophobia- Fear of blood
Traumatophobia- Fear of injury
Xyrophobia-Fear of razors

I think I will make up my own term if one doesn't already exist. How about "xyrotraumatophobia"? Yeah, I kinda like that.

Tastes like... burning

So, here's some advice. Never spray pepper spray up in the air, then watch it come down. I can give this sound advice because tonight, I did just that. Ladies, if a man is going to rape you, mace will fend him off. My eyes are burning and some got on my lips which are burning pretty bad now too.

mace=pain

This is going on my list as one of the stupidest things I've ever done.

COPS America vs COPS London

I was watching COPS and they had a special edition where they were in London. I thought it might be cool, cause, you know its London. Plus, in the opener, they're showing car chases, riots with people beating riot cops with a bat, and all sorts of cool stuff like that. The following is a list of why COPS London is better than COPS America:

White Trash - They have it in London too; people getting arrested without their shirts, guys beating up their mothers over a pack of cigarettes. Only the difference is this. They have cool accents.

Riots - There was a riot going on and the cops aren't armed like they are in America. This puts the odds to the side carrying bricks and molotov cocktails, which makes for a WAY better fight.

Flaming people - When said molotov cocktails are thrown at police, police begin running and screaming while on fire.

Cool accents - cool accents

What Can Come Out Your Nose

My college roommate was a pretty funny guy and he had this habit of waiting until i put beverages and sometimes food in my mouth before he would deliver a punchline. It became almost a contest, each time trying to get something new to come out. Here is an abridged version of things he has made come out of my nose. This is by no means a complete list, as I probably could not name everything he has successfully made come out my nose, but here is a start... And if any of my college friends can think of anything else you have witnessed, please feel free to add it.

• Milk
• Chocolate Milk
• various sodas
• ice cream
• Chili - yeah, i know
• Jello - actually hurts
• Jello with bananas - hurts WAY more
• slushy
• hot coffee
• a small chunk of ice (this actually became lodged in my nose, and dripped out as it melted)
• snow - actually, he made that go up my nose
• listerine

and the most recent event that inspired me to write this blog

• potato chips

I think what hurt the most was hot coffee and listerine. The listerine was actually quite impressive because he wasn't there. I was gargaling one morning and i thought of a joke he told the night before about gargaling sand and it made me laugh.