Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Ella's Out of Business

...Equals cheap drinks.

In other "Close encounters of the tool kind" news...

So I assigned my frosh an ungraded diagnostic essay on the first day, and most of them were at least decent. One of the prompts was "Describe a time when there were negative consequences to telling the truth." (And oh how many "I should never have told him/ her that I cheated/ she looked fat responses I got.)

But this one guy wrote an essay about he hung was part of this awesome jock click in high school (they wore matching jackets) and there was another guy who wasn't as cool but was almost cool, so they decided to haze him for a week. As in, telling everyone they knew what a tool he was, as loudly as possible, and putting rotten meat in this guy's sandwich and making his friends be quiet about it.

The point of the article was that our protagonist should not have been pressured into telling the truth by the evil principle because she already knew that he and his friends had done it, and how he felt used by her.

So now I'm going to spend a semester trying not to hate this guy.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

My Goodness! My Guinness!

So I was in an area bar recently, preparing myself for an awesome concert and enjoying a nice happy hour. I arrived their around 5 o' clock. The bar was mostly empty at that point. This particular bar has happy hour from 4 to 6 pm. That information isn't really pertinent to the story, but I gave it to you anyway.

On to the meat of the story. Around 6 o' clock, it started to pick up. I'd say slightly more than half of the bar stools were full. At this point, a middle aged gentleman enters the bar area. I am currently sitting in the bar stool next to the cash register where all the waitresses, waiters, and bartenders are ringing up their orders. It is located at the end of the bar. The middle aged gentleman saunters up next to me at the end of the bar and proceeds to greet a waiter currently ringing an order at the cash register.

"How's it going [manager's name], I haven't seen you in a while, how about getting me a guinness"

"Actually [patron's name], I'm not working behind the bar anymore. I'm a manager now, but [bartender's name] can get you one if you wish"

All of this was paraphrased from what I can remember (Apparently I can six scotches down in an hour and half at happy hour). The patron then says something about asking the manager to tell the bartender he needs a Guinness. The manager kind of nods then continues with what he was doing.

Now at this point, I am sitting there with an empty scotch glass patiently waiting for the bartender to finish with the drinks he's making and to come over. As he approaches, I start to lift my scotch glass, when he says the patron standing over me.

"Can I get you something sir?

"I thought you were getting me a Guinness"

"Oh, you would like a Guinness? I'll get you one."

The bartender proceeds to start the tap on the Guinness and walks away. The patron the remarks, I'm not sure to who, "I wouldn't mind such a bad pour if I didn't have to wait so long."

When the bartender returns, he begins to passive aggressively explain the proper way to pour a Guinness to the bartender. The bartender even offers to repour him another one.

Am I wrong in thinking this guy needs to get over himself?

1. It's happy hour at a fairly busy bar. You can't expect a bartender to spend time carefully crafting your Guinness while other people are waiting for drinks.

2. Usually there is etiquette for ordering drinks. Either you get a seat at the bar or you stand near the dripmat by the taps and place your order. You don't stand near the high traffic cash register area and force the bartender to wade over to you.

3. Just cause you "know" the manager doesn't mean he is going to place orders for you. Do it yourself!

4. Beer is beer. Drink it.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

I find this to be accurate.

I think I will try to make a top ten list that corresponds to each song on this one.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

New Plans to Return to Spokane

So this time I'll be riding up with Matt & Becca to Spokane around September 7th. I'll stay until around noon on Wednesday September 10th.

By the way, I got a job at OHSU here in Portland getting paid ridiculous amounts of money which should make it easier to visit after I start.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Blaise to Japan

I think we should take Blaise out to dinner before he goes to Japan. I think he said he was leaving on Thursday.

Blaise if you're reading this, let us know when you're available and where you want to go.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Thursday, August 14, 2008


Rachel sees Paul's Facebook status that indicates his sojourn back to Portland.

Rachel texts Paul:

"welcome back to the west coast/best coast! are you coming back to the spo this weekend?"

Paul texts Rachel back:

"No but maybe next week. Who's this?"

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Paul Returns

I'm stuck in Denver right now, but soon I'll be in Portland.

I think I'm going to go to Spokane next Tuesday with my friend Josh to retrieve my belongings from Joos and hang out--so...who would like me to "stay" with them?

Monday, August 11, 2008

I love the Olympics

If you didn't see the men's 4x100 swim relay last night, you should really go see the video ASAP.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Cowboy Butts Drive Me Nuts

I know this is in bad taste, and I am ashamed to say when I saw this I started laughing hysterically. I hate myself.

Monday, August 4, 2008

Black Dog Music Festival Line-up Change

I was looking this afternoon to see where I could get tickets in advance (costing $15 rather than $20), and it looks like there is a line-up change. American Night (The Doors Tribute) may or may not be playing and The Relay (The Who Tribute) may or may not be taking their place. I've seen it both ways, but it looks like The Relay may be playing instead of American Night. Either way, I am excited. Not excited about not being able to bring beverages into the concert. Bitches.

I want to get tickets here in the next couple days, who wants them and I'll buy them online. I need people to tell me otherwise you'll be buying them in Idaho.

Blue Angels!

Hi kids. I know we're all super excited about the music and general craziness that will ensue in Idaho this weekend, but I'd like to make a request. Can we please please please go see the Blue Angels in Airway Heights at SkyFest this coming weekend? The little SeaFair-loving girl in me misses the yearly plane acrobatics, and thinks it'd be super awesome if we went over there to take part.


Saturday, August 2, 2008

Musicfest NW

To get you all excited for Musicfest NW, I made a mixtape. Enjoy!

Friday, August 1, 2008

I Can Has Fail

10 Reasons Why FAILDogs Are Better Than LOLCats

1. Dogs are awesome.

2. No "I can has..." or "I is in...".

3. Short and to the point.

4. Failure is funnier than mentally handicapped cats.

5. Dogs are awesome.

6. I can't think of anything else. FAIL!


I cannot stop watching this.

Letting it load all the way is vital.