Archives for the month of: February, 2002

meet lil’ matt

Yea! Thanks to Jenny I have a cool cartoon version of myself! Everyone, meet lil’ Matt (he’s a lovable scamp, just like me). lil’ Matt, meet everyone. Other than being really self indulgent, our new friend is going to serve a purpose on this blog. I’ve got a lot of great stories about my past adventures (that can translate as “stupid things I’ve done”). When ever you see lil’ Matt on the blog, he’ll be here to share one of those tales.

In other news, my brain has been ruined by pop culture. I’d like to formally request that everyone stop referring to Valentines Day as “V-Day.” In today’s world V-Day is a very different, ummm, celebration(? I guess) and conjures up things I’d prefer not to associate with Valentines Day. As for my Valentines Day, it wasn’t too bad. I got a lot accomplished at work. Made some progress on this web page and the left over dishes from the party. And then ended the evening in the most masculine way possible: red wine, long bath, and good book.

author’s note #1: God, I’m such a chick at times. Yes it was a bubble bath. Vanilla scented, thank you. No I didn’t buy the Bubble Bath myself, it was a gift…. Grrr… Ok, for the rest of the month all the posts are going to be about red meat, martial arts, sweat, blood, cars, knives, guns, and sex, sex, sex in hopes of regaining some semblance of male pride.

author’s note #2: Sorry for making you good readers think of me naked (agghh! I did it again). My goal on zee blog is to entertain not nausiate. From here on all discussions of me in baths (agghh! again with the pain) are right out. Unless of course you want to hear more…

Happy Valentines Day

make your own heart

In honor of today I thought I’d share some wisdom I’ve gleaned throughout the years. So here are Matt’s Three Rules Of Men and Relationships (or at least the three rules of relationships and me… though I know that they apply to other folks as well):

  1. While in a relationship every woman you meet wants you and is totally obtainable.

    example: Your walking down the street with your girlfriend. You spy a fine lookin’ woman and you think “ohhh yeah! She wants me. I could get her. But of course I won’t because I have this wonderful girl on my arm….”

  2. Once out of a relationship women become these scary animals that travel in packs.

    example: A week later, after breaking up with your girlfriend you spy that same woman. Except now she’s surrounded by a group of friends and for some reason far more intimidating then when you last saw her. And everything about her that said “I want you, you big hunk on manliness” now says “don’t even think about it…”

  3. The universe/God/gods/fate/Buddah/karma have a sick sense of humor that ensures that you will only stumble into love when you have given up all hope and have stopped looking. It’s also important to note that even if you internalize this, those same entities (in what ever for you choose) also know when you’re faking giving it all up and will send nothing your way. It’s just a cruel fact of life.

In other news: great martial arts class last night, I HATE UPS, and there is a new MP3 available to the left. I have more stuff to blog about than time to blog. Hopefully I’ll catch up soon.

mardi gras

Well the party has come and gone. Here are a few fun facts about the party:

  • # of Guests – 107+ over the entire night
  • # of Turkey’s fried – 2 for a combined weight of ~24 lbs
  • amount of Oil Used – ~6 gallons
  • # of empty beer bottles by end of night – 206
  • # of flaming deserts – 2 Banana’s Foster Bread Puddings
  • # of beads given out – 288+
  • amount of male nudity – 0 (woo hoo!)

A good time was had by all for the most part. We really nailed the food this year. Not too much. Not to little. Nothing much left over! (which means I won’t be eating red beans and rice for weeks to come! And I finally deep fryed a turkey to perfection. Special thanks to Mike N. and Mike Z. for all the cooking help (especially for two people who are supposed to be guests) and to Roy and Courtney for the phenominal costumes. Hopefully I’ll have some pictures to put up. Unfortunately I didn’t take any. For some more accounts of the party check out Julia and Jenny’s blogs.

in other news

I had a great conversation with Cindy last night. I’ve agreed to be the videographer for the wedding. I’ve photographed a few weddings before, but this will be a first for me. Thankfully I have a lot of time to think about how to shoot this one. But I’ve promised Cindy and John that the results will be wacky and memorable!

quickie

My home computer seems to have developed a nasty virus. It’s sorta been an issue of when not if this was going to happen. Serves me right for running without virus software or a personal firewall. *Sigh* My procastination comes back to bite me again. Thankfully my files don’t seem to have been corrupted. Un the down side it’s remapped my keyboard. So that’s going to be a pain until I can fix it.

The Mardi Gras is further along than in previous years. I ended up buying two smaller fresh turkey’s to deep fry (rater than go through the pain on defrosting one large one). All the ingredients have been purchased as well. I’ll start cooking tonight and be done tomorrow ’round 6.00pm. Rock on! Hopefully, if I can lick that virus tonight, I’ll have a webcam up and running this year!

odds and ends

to escape work for a moment or two I finally took time to catch up on everyone’s blogs. Here are my comments:

  • Heather just redesigned her blog. Very Cool (plus she lists me as a hero blog)!
  • Tina made a comment about finding a website about TV shows Jumping the Shark (to understand the reference check out Tina’s site or jumptheshark.com). That website (and its being recently features on lots of radio/tv shows) made the term famous (which many claim caused jumptheshark to jump the shark). However Tina’s blog is as fresh as ever (no sign of a shark there)!
  • Kristen updated her blog! yea!
  • Joel registered hannahandhersisters.com (which I’ve added to my links!)
  • Drink me!

    Which drink are you?

  • Julia, Aaron was going to direct the wedding (including hiring actors to play us so the pictures would look good) and play the voice of God (who would deliver the vows). The solid gold dancers were for the reception. I’m tellin’ ya babe, you missed out.

a rock ’em sock ’em update

Last night my new gloves and focus mitts came in. Yea! Now I get to play in all the reindeer games during the Shootfighting class! I can pound on Aaron again! Watch out.

In other news, the apartment is pretty clean for the Mardi Gras Party this weekend. I went on the first shopping run and will start cooking officially tonight (although I did mix spices last night). I have decided to drop Crawfish off the party menu. It was just too expensive to drop ship them at this time of year. Also I’m trying to cook much smarter this year so I’m not burnt out halfway through the party.

There’s a new and very cheesy MP3 available to your left. I think I’ll put some better stuff up next week.