On the three and half our trip to Connecticut, where I was sharing half my seat with the overweight person next to me, Mike and I decided to pass some time. Remember that game where you speak only with questions? This is our version:

Mike: Hello rachael, how are you doing?
Rachael: I want off this plane.
M:I have a bomb in my underwear, we are going to cuba.
R: Is it brown?
M: Brown and stinky can you deal with that?
R: Just like a Cuban huh?
M: Have you found Cubans to be like that in the bedroom?
R: Was it a dirty Cuban? In the bedroom? With a, er, candlestick?
M: How can I tell, he called it a candlestick when he kept telling me to blow it out.
R: So it’s confirmed?
M: Why should I be talking to you about such private matters?
R: Didn’t I just hear him yesterday telling everyone how good it was for you?
M: Wasn’t that right after he got done towling you off?
R: Oh that?
M: How can you be so passé about the most incredible 20 seconds of your life?
R: It lasted that long?
M: When will you stop judging me?
R: Weren’t we talking about Cubans? Sweaty Cubans?
M: Is that the mouth you use around your parents?
R: Didn’t my mom teach me well?
M: Do you know what I thought you were going to write; didn’t my mom teabag me?
R: What does that mean?
M: Don’t you think it’s a little late in life for me to be explaining this stuff to you?
R: How do you expect my mom to teach me everything?
M: Gotta lotta of what? Deeds to do?
...
M: How do you feel about enimas?
R: Why are you asking me?
M: Would you like me to give you one?
R: Are you a doctor?
M: Don’t I look like one?
R: Does this remind you of anything?
M: Does that night we spent in that Mexican prison have anything to do with this?
R: Can you repay me for the months and months of therapy you just reversed by bringing that back up?
M: Can I work off through sex?
R: Won’t that take too long?
M: Can you take some time off of work?
R: What kind of down payment are we talking about?
M: Do you accept food stamps?
R: How many of these people do you think are members of the mile high club?
M: Wouldn’t you say at least one? How many people joined on this flight?
R: How did we get seats right next to the bathroom and not capitalize?
M: Do you remember me asking you? Wouldn’t you say that we missed the boat?
R: Aren’t we on a plane? There’s motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking boat!?!
M: When did you become a large black man?
R: How many times do I have to tell you things change when you go to cuba for the weekend?
M: Is it true? Once you go black you don’t go back?
R: Have you ever tasted brown sugar? I thought you knew I prefer mocha java?
M: Can you tell me how you lost your leg?
R: Is this plane going down? JK JK. Have I ever told you about the night I went Honky Tonkin?
M: Why can’t I seem to recall that story?
R: Do you know where Anna is? And have you heard of the Coyote Den? Que? Why does my boob itch?
M: Do you have a yeast infection that you got from Napolean’s face? Or maybe you have a degree from the UTI?
R: Can you take me to the doctor to have this checked up? I think maybe I was downwind from [name changed to protect the not so innocent]???
M: I thought that I already told you that I am a doctor? If you have a second I look at it right now.
R: Where’s your white coat?
M: Aren’t cutbacks a motherfucker? Why is it my hospital won’t get me anything useful except tongue depressers?
R: How can you question the usefulness of tongue depressers? Shouldn’t you be thankful?
M: Why don’t you go screw yourself with a tongue depresser and then tell how useful you think they are?
R: Can you throw in a bottle of Vaseline?
M: For you? Do you think you deserve it?
R: I don’t need your stinking tongue depresser then!!

Sorry no posts lately..I've been swamped at work.

I ordered a new bike the other day to get started on my training for the Texas4000. Happy birthday to me.

Mike and I found a bad ass house and moved in yesterday, also a reason that I've been so busy.

The Master Cleanse lasted a day. Cayenne pepper is not nice to me. Neither is not eating.

Texas4000 is beginning to take up a lot of time as well since I was assigned to equipment committee chair. Oh and raising $4000.

Here are some more pics from the trip. These are all from NYC.

Back from life. Back to reality.

Last night marked my return home from one of the greatest weeks I've ever had. Ten days of touring New England. Stories and more pictures to follow.

For the past several weeks, or months even, I've felt quite stagnant in Austin--exactly what I had hoped to never have happen. Getting out of town showed me it already was. As cool as Austin is and as much as I love it, I've fallen into a rut which has left me rather uninspired--nothing new, no imagination, no aspirations. My favorite part of the trip was going to my favorite place--Manhattan. The trip absolutely stimulated my mind in ways that it'd been starving for (explanations to come.) It also validated how I can be obsessed with and love so much a city that I've only spent a total of 5 days in, including this past week. My mind is very much rejuvenated. For now at least. Onto my body...

For the next 10 days I'll be going on quite a different kind of expedition. I will be consuming only Master Cleanse (distilled water, organic maple syrup, lime juice and organic cayenne) from Daily Juice down the street, which my body should appreciate after everything I put into it over the past 10. To know me is to know that I love food. This should be interesting.

Atlantic City sand on my foot.

An Amish buggie in Pennsylvania only a few miles from where those kids got shot.





Tailgaiting before the Monday Night Football game.









Atlantic City.






We were a big hit at the game.







Derek Euston of Live playing in his studio for the song Doug recorded for his wedding this Saturday.

Here's for a little update

I'm presently in Lancaster Pennsylvania where earlier today a murder-suicide took place in an Amish school. Six dead including the shooter and more injured.

In other news. I spent the weekend in Atlantic City and it was nothing short of amazing. In Lancaster this morning I had the best damn cheesesteak I have never imagined. Sorry Texadelphia, you're dead to me (other than the queso of course). We are on our way to Philadelphia to tailgate before going to the Eagles game.

I'll probably spend a few days in NYC before the wedding on Saturday.

Pictures coming.

It's official

Dear Texas 4000 for Cancer applicant,

After reviewing your application and interview, it is our pleasure to invite you to be a part of the 2007 summer Texas 4000 for Cancer tour. Congratulations! In less than 300 days, you'll be pedaling your heart all the way to Alaska.

The first team meeting is proposed for Monday, October 9, at 7pm, location TBA. (Update coming soon.) At the meeting you will receive more information regarding the fall and spring schedule, team policy, answers to your questions and curiosities, and a few treats to kick-start your experience as a Texas 4000 rider.

All general Texas 4000 meetings will take place on Monday nights for the rest of the semester, so please plan your calendar accordingly to the best of your ability.

Again, congrats! We (the 2006 team and recruitment committee) are looking forward to getting to know you better. Allow us to be of any assistance throughout the year.

Lily Gross
Interim Director
Rockies '06

Pictures. As Promised. Woohoo!

Downtown from the hot air balloon ride.


Mike and Ricky Bobby.


Wilson's make up job on me for the Bloc Party concert.


A velocaraptor at the Botanical Gardens in Austin.


A Moose Deer at the Austin Zoo.


Awesome leopard. Probably related to Lance and Major somehow.

One pissed off Tiger. Can't blame him. He'd been rescued from a travelling religious circus. A TRAVELLING RELIGIOUS CIRCUS.


Wilson and I took in a baseball game after the zoo yesterday then headed downtown where I saw

Allow me to introduce...

You may or may not have heard about Emily Pitek. If you haven't, chances are you will. Cat used to drop Em's name or sometimes just refer to her as 'my friend from 'Bama'. The first time I ever saw her, I was sitting at my computer in our hotel room at the World Series and Cat said, "Look! Look! Emily's on tv!" I leaned over and this is what I saw.

I watched in awe as she led cheers. I had to meet her, and I did a day or two later at the hotel. I walked up to her and was introduced by Cat. Although denied a greeting hug, I was immediately infatuated with her. I couldn't stop laughing as long as I was around her even though our season had just been bitterly ended by UCLA for the second year in a row. I poured confetti over her head and even some in her mouth.

Those five minutes are the only ones I've ever spent with Emily.

Emily can be a pain in the ass. She's stubborn and has a bad temper. She's impatient. She'll put on a smiley face, but she's very hard to get close to. She's all about the shits and giggles, but she'll tell you that's not who she really is. She won't open up to people. Her redeeming qualities? She's brutally honest, fiercy loyal to people she loves, sees beyond the bullshit, and despite her act she's real. She would fight someone for me in a heartbeat, would have my back.

She does everything on her own terms, so she'll get to the root of your motives in a hurry and drop you cold if you're not coming correct. I've spent all of five minutes with her ever, but I can go a week or more without talking to her at all, call her at 2 in the morning, and talk to her for an hour like I've always known her.

I've got to wrap this up, because she's only got a few more minutes online before she's gone for a week for soccer preseason, and she's being impatient.

Some things I've learned from Emmy P



How to be a badass. She just broke this chick's nose.



Sometimes you should just play dead.



And you don't have to brush your hair to look pretty.

Let me catch you up

Ahhh, excitement abounds. This is long but a lot has been going on the past few days. Pictures will follow whenever I get my crap working.

I got a knock on my door at 8 a.m. on Friday morning. Granted it's not that early, but since the boys kept me awake until 5 a.m. I was not in the mood to get up. Until I heard there were free hot air balloon rides across the street at Auditorium Shores that is. I was up and dressed in two seconds, and Wilson and I were on our way. The new phone company Cricket was advertising by giving free rides. The balloon was tethered to the ground so we only went about 150 feet high, but it was awesome.

After our ride and breakfast at Magnolia we went to the Barton Creek greenbelt to run. I was telling Wilson as we passed the rock walls that we should go to the rock gym and climb. Right about that time we came across two guys climbing. After talking to them for a couple of minutes, they offered to let us climb. I couldn't get the gear on fast enough. I've been to the rock gym and climbed, but it was nothing compared to climbing a real rock face.

We got home at 11 a.m. and I had already had the day of the month. After spending the afternoon at Barton Springs, I got to hang out with Cullen and her roomie. We went downtown and thanks to Cullen's charm and our good looks we didn't pay for a drink all night. I even got to see my long lost buddies Amanda and Lacey.

That was Friday.

Saturday was a little more relaxed but we did get to see a really cool production of "Seven Brides for Seven Brothers" at the Zilker hillside theater.

This morning Mike, Eric and I did a 60 mile road ride to San Marcos and back. It was so amazing, I can't wait until I get to ride my bike everyday next summer to Alaska. It's going to be such an amazing way to see the western states and even some of Canada (yay Carly!).

J-5 MCs

Mike and I just got home from the AWESOME show Jurassic 5 put on at Stubb's. I could tell they really liked each other, and they loved Austin. So fun. Thanks Mike.

Here are some pics that finally made their way onto my computer.


Mike and I planned on seeing The Format, but it was sold out so we ended up at the Slightly Stoopid show at Stubb's.



After the show I ran into C Money who played a mad trumpet in the band.



Because we can, we decided to get dressed up and go out for drinks. We moved from the Driskill Bar to Cork & Co, then Betsy's Bar for drinks, dancing and Atari. We capped the night off at Plush with more dancing. Mike, our neighbor Kate, my new roomie Wilson and myself. (Yes, that is me.)



Roommate love. Wilson and me.



I'm going to need for you to focus on Mike in this one.



Playing around with the camera and Picasa2.

ALIVE

People, calm down. Reports of my death have been widely exaggerated. I've just been incredibly busy this summer, but Rachael has inspired me to give a little update. So, I've been interning at Career Sports & Entertainment (www.careersports.com) in the public relations department and it has been absolutely fabulous. In fact, they offered me a job but I am going to finish my LAST semester of grad school before I accept it and move to the ATL for good (or for a while). I've been living with Maggie - you guys remember good 'ol Maggie right?? - in a bad ass house she just bought. I've also been commuting back to Athens twice a week for school, which totally sucks and contributes to my utter and complete exhuastion. Let's see, what else. I gave Gerry the boot for those who didn't know...I cut off all my hair and straightened it...my parents now officially live in Arlington...Beanie is bunking with them for the summer...I met Young Juc (the rapper) outside of a bar in ATL and went riding around in his white stretch Hummer limo...I've been getting my toes wet in the dating scene down here and let me tell you that has been INTERESTING. I mean, give me a guy sitting at the bar chain smoking Parliament Lights and in a band and apparently I am DONEZO. Everything else is going really well, I have finally begun to like it here and feel at home - but I still miss Austin like CRAZY. And especially all you people in it! Sorry this isn't especially entertaining, or witty, or very creative...but now you know I'M ALIVE!

Peace.

there hasn't been much going on with this blog lately. reason being, i have nothing to write about. see the thing is, i've lost sight of why i do this. last summer i was bored, and lonely, and lacking any sort of creative outlet, thus my blog was born (actually, i missed its birthday, which was 10 days ago, so happy late anniversary to you, blog). i'm still bored, but not lonely, and it's lacking purpose now. i'm indifferent to it.

bleck. (thanks em). i'm bored, and bored with my blog. this is what i've come up with. my camera is still fucked up or i would have pictures for you. thanks too, to the person who i stole this from:

Finish each sentence.....
1) My ex is.....the reason i'm so pleased with being single
2) Maybe I should.....call my parents more often
3) I love.....lance and major
4) I don't understand.....
5) I lost my......a lot of stuff, i just moved again
6) People say that I'm....a down ass bitch
7) Sex is......intense
8) Love is......possible
9) Somewhere, someone is......eating dinner. i'm hungry
10) I will always.....want to do more
11) Forever is.....imaginary
12) I never want to....be complacent
13) I think the current President is.....should be assassinated. just kidding. but really
14) When I wake up in the morning I.....give the boys some love
15) Life is full of.....possibility
16) My past.....i'm focused on my future
17) I get annoyed when......people cut me off
18) I wish......i had the pedal down on my new M3, or the throttle open on my JSF
19) my dog is...*lance and major fuckin rock*
20) Tomorrow I'm going to.....work, work out
21) I have low tolerance for....closeminded people
22) If I had a million dollars I would.....travel and invest
23) Sometimes I want to.....dye my hair

i can't get a lot of stuff out of my head lately and none of it's good

Can't stop. Won't stop. Get it. Get it.

The Hackey Crew


Why does it look like I have glow sticks for nipples in this one???

Team Cheetos and Speedos Baby!

Urban Assault Race
Place: 47th Coed Division, 2 hours 36 minutes

Oh how I hate technical difficulties. Camera is down. Pictures coming soon.

Texas 4000

Aight. So I'm buying Joe's bike from him as soon as I get some money. I've been 'test riding' it lately, and I'm counting the miles I've put in on it towards my training for the Texas 4000--a 4500 mile, 70 day bike ride from Austin to Anchorage (yes, Alaska) to raise money for cancer research. It's in its third summer, and so far the three 40 man teams have raised $635912. Mike and I will be making our way to Alaska next summer on this sweet ride (his being the men's model of course) which they will give us when we get signed up. (I might also be trying to recruit people to do it with us.) I'm keeping a running total of my miles over on the column on the right, and I'm starting small so I don't want any flack.

coming up

I'm more excited than ever about seeing TP play on the 29th. Now I've just got to figure out how to afford a ticket to Rhode Island to see My Boy Mraz the next day.

Next Sunday Mike and I are going to dominate the Urban Assault Race.

The Rascal Flatts concert last night was bomb diggidy.

Life is a highway

I just scored a ticket to Rascal Flatts tomorrow night in San Antonio. Effin Stellar. Even though it won't be as good since I'm not going with my concert buddy Mike. I'll just have to sing by myself tomorrow.

Oh Baby, Oh Baby

I was super pissed after last night. Long story, but point is, I rarely get that angry. So today I was talking to Mike (he had nothing to do with me being pissed) and he promised he had something that would put me in a better mood. I walk in and from his pocket he pulls a ticket for....dun DADA DA!! TRISTAN FREAKIN' PRETTYMAN!! I mean come on, I "Love, Love, Love" her. Cullen and I would have driven to Dallas to see her several months ago, but I had practice. No worries though, she's coming to Austin on June 29th. Count me in.

helllloooo out there

"But I don't even know anyone in Alabama."

You may or may not know that I can see who reads my little blog. Well, I can't see you, but I can see where you're from. I have regular readers from places where I don't even know people. So, if I don't know you, do post a comment, or email me. I want to meet you.

newest aquisition

I looked for this hat in stores for a year after I first saw it, and when I finally found it, the day was glorious. Then I lost this most beloved hat of mine last fall.





*After looking through the pictures from the night that I lost it, my theory is that it fell off somewhere in the process of Teter and myself drunkenly frolicking home from Whataburger. Most likely when we ended up laying in someone's front yard holding hands and gazing at the stars.*



Anyway, I've been mourning but have since gotten a new love, thanks to Joe Bob. I think perrywinkle is my new color.

We went floating today. I'm not sure if I'm more drunk or more burnt, but either way, I hurt. Radiating heat.

10th of May

We're not going to relive the past right now and recount everything I've been doing since I last posted. It'd take too long and, more importantly, bore the hell out of you. So for today, all I've got to say is that it's official--I no longer live at Park Terrace. Ok. I'm more sad at the fact that I don't live one door below Mike.



I lived in the same house back in Anna (yay for anna.) for basically all my memorable childhood, and it was what some people would consider my home. But I couldn't wait to leave and I didn't (don't) miss it necessarily. Truth is, you can pick your friends but not your family. And while I love my family to death, that doesn't mean I like living with them. But at my apartment I lived next door to several different people who, over the past year, I have become very close to and very accustomed to seeing daily. Not going to lie, I came very close to crying when I had to turn in my keys today.

the come back has begun.

for now, what's on my mind

#3

I dig t-storms and we got a good one last night before we left Austin for the dust bowl that is Lubbock. Even better that it came at the end of a not-so-great day and some of my best buds were there to play in it with me.

#2

I have been asking for Yankee playoff tickets for my birthday for years and have yet to see them play. I would settle for regular season tickets, as long as Jeter was on the field it'd still be pretty sweet. But an October or November night game would be ideal. Oh and I would preferably like for this to happen while they're still playing at Yankee Stadium.

*BTW, I actually got to see Jeter play with the USA team while we were in California and it was glorious, even if they did get embarrassed by Korea. Even better than that though was when the whole USA team watched us practice. They were like 20 feet away from us. Needless to say we couldn't really function since we were all oohing and ahhing over them. Oh and I'm pretty sure I heard Derek comment on how nice my swing (and my butt) were too. He's such a gorgeous, gorgeous man.

Also, I just noticed that this is post #2. Coincidence? I think not.