Goddam I do a lot of these runkden updates. I should stop. LOL. OKay, so I’m tottally trashed, but that’s opkay, because manny is CHESTER TEH HSICLD MOLESTER LOL cuz he’s hitting an 18 y/o and h’es 27. meh. that’s i feunny. Also, matt owes me a pitcher of beer, cuz he thought Tony would be home, but he’s not, so free ptitcher becasue of a bet for me! w0ot! On another note, Anna @ SAM’S, the world’s smallest bar, has humongous breasts — more worthy of acclaim than Sammi’s …. although Sammi is better overall. w0ot again1 Other than that, I have to say that Tony’s hires on the shittest bands evear. Goddamn they suck. In fact, we left Tony’s to go to 15C …. where we consumed sick amounts of staright liquor (in the form of martinisi) … the sour apple martini = scrumptious. Wow, i spelled that right. Also, Matt’s UberGEEK shirt got me the hookup with these two hotties. which was good. But the bitch with the scar tattoo spinal fusion thing … fuck her, what a huge B. Giving me the figner after I durnkenely asked her what the scar was from. her friend was cool, but she was a B, or so Keen tells me. F taht. I think I’ll talk to janelle tomorrow, as mentinoed tomorrw, err yestserday. DON’T YOU WISH YOU ERWER 21!? WOO BOOEZ UPDATE OKAy it’s liek 3;a00ma or so, and I have totoallly powned matt at both Soul Clibur and MOrtlak Comabat 2. Dealdy alliacne. MK is normally his game, but noOoO, lost at that. Soul calibure went wel for me — 5 to 1 …. good times. powned. W0ot. I feel like I have not give the lats post enough credit for its’ … ummm. not drunkenns. so please go comment there, insetad of on this wildly incoherendt post. Thanks foryou time, RNADLA> UPDATE #@ Okay, so we went over to 7-11 on a lark, and foundo ut athat Canaan, a 7-11 employee, also dleivers pizza, dnd has done so for over a year. He has never been ofered pot iin exchange for his pizza. Evar. That is whack. I think that pot + pizza should be a new currency. ALso, I bought a GOATORAGDE, in hipes that the ELCTOTRLYTES will make me not hungover. Oh, and some chedar and sour cream chips. I like thise. mmmm, chips. That is all.

It’s 1:10am on a Saturday morning, and I spent my Friday night on the couch asleep because of the terrible mediocrity of my day. I don’t even know why, but I always feel wore out — and my days are generally pretty activity-less. I work, I walk around downtown, I come home, putz around for a couple hours, then sleep. Maybe it is the lack of activity. Or my diet. I got a haircut Wednesday night. It looks pretty good. At the advice of a girl who knows what she is talking about I am going to wait a few days to let this here haircut grow out a little before I go to the DMV to get my flashy new drivers license. Until then, I will continue to get stares and odd looks from the one in four doormen who actually card me. *realizes that I would have never gotten carded before …. sigh* I have been sporting a goatee for a while now. I keep it pretty trimmed, and I think it looks pretty good. I took Mike’s advice and made it less wide at the chin; that was a mistake, because now my face looks a little out of proportion I think I’ll let this grow out for a few days (just like the haircut) and see where it takes me — I’ll post a pic of me sometime soon. I think I’ll shave it off before the drivers license photo, though. I got interviewed by the Independent today. I was on my way to work, and this young lady comes up to me and asks me if I read the Indy. I’m like “well, of course, every twenty-something should.” She then proceeded to ask me a set of 5 questions about the indy — how long I’ve been reading, what I like about it, what I dislike about it, my favorite feature and my all time favorite article. I answered with “wow, 6 or 7 years now”, “the fact that it’s exactly not the Gazette”, “the fact that it sometimes does some serious liberal agenda pushing”, “the Reader’s Opinions section”, and “I have absolutely no idea — too many good ones to keep track of.” Those are the short versions of the long-winded, intellectually high-minded answers I gave her. She took my picture, though, haircut and goatee unprepared. I’ll have to keep my eye out for myself in the next Indy. I just had a moral dilemma about writing “young lady” or “young black lady” at the beginning of that last paragraph. It does not matter if she is a black, white, brown or yellow, so I decided to write “young lady” instead of defining her. I am sure that almost all of you thought of a white person when you read that, if you thought of a person at all. This strikes me as odd: am I a bigot if I were to have put in the single word “black”, am I witholding the truth if I leave it ambiguous? That is a tough call. I almost feel like I am censoring myself here, which is a crime. With that, I would like to say that, based on slurs alone, I love and hate all kikes, nips, dykes, niggers, chinks, fags, slopeheads, japs, spics, towelheads, wops, canucks, honkies, fobs, flips, and gooks equally. *I would like to note that it is sad that I knew all of those off the top of my head. Heh. [b]Update[/b]- 9:30am 08/02 – I had the oddest dream last night. For some reason, I was at Rum Bay, and of all people, I saw Janelle. This makes no sense because she is not 21. Regardless, we chatted for a long time. Even in dream-time it was a good 45 minutes, which means at least 6 hours in real time. Then, we finished chatting, and it was over, just *poof*. It was all very well and good, and immensely satisfying, which is the odd part. I think I might look her up and actually talk to her before she heads back to Chicago. [b]Update #2[/b]- 10:30am 08/02 – Somebody had asked about the store in the previous post, so I thought I’d answer some questions. First off, we’re still getting there, there is motion. The internal build out is all done — walls are painted, things are hung up, network is mostly ready to go. We are at the big-spending phase, where we buy all the PCs, desks, and other expensive goodies. There is hesitation here because it’s a lot of fucking money — everybody believes in the business plan and the store and that it will work, but the risk is still there. We are no longer aiming for August 8th; it is unattainable. Instead, we are aiming for Aug 29, which is right before Palmer HS starts school (I think). Feel free to check out the store – 324 N. Nevada.

I’ve noticed that I only really provide updates when I’m drunk. That is a crying shame, because I am not drunk often enough to keep this page interesting. I went out tonight with Keen, and later Tony. We went over to Phantom Canyon to play pool, but there was a wait. So we went to the Perk to chill. We’re standing there, talking, and I recognize this girl who is Sammi’s best friend. Alas, I did not remember her name, so I called Tore in Santa Fe. He informs me that not only is her name Katie, but that her last name has a J in it. w0ot. He also told me that he is going to Portland, OR on wednesday to see his woman (flying), and that he ordered an Apple iBook 12″. That’s pretty hawt. *On a side note, I would like to say that Sammi is the greatest thing since sliced bread. Not only is she far superior to most any woman I know, but she actually puts on that she enjoys my company! I’m sorry if I fucked stuff up on that last outing … email me! randal@hpi.net *end digression* So I didn’t say Hi to Katie because she was with a group of people, including this girl who I once made a lewd joke to, who then attempted to slap me, but I dodged, so she caught me with her other hand, and Janelle kicked me simultaneously. I do not recall this girl’s name, but I will say that she is much hotter now than she was a couple years ago. So we went back to Phantom Canyon and played some pool. God, I love pool. Sammi’s really good at pool, and so is Tony. But I am not totally smitten with Tony, so he doesn’t count as much. Anyway, we played pool, and I won my fair share, and I went to the bathroom one time, and these three guys were totally toking up. Like, WOW. So I’m standing there, peeing, drunk, and just start cracking up … and the potheads start laughing too. So I walk over and chitchat for a minute, laugh a lot, and then walk out … no problem 😀 Then we proceeded to get totally trashed and eat two orders of brewery chips. That was yummy. I will say, however, that Phantom Canyon does not have a very high PPSI (poon per square inch), but it is a better environment than Sticks. Also, I had a meeting with Andrew and such about our store. Got a lot of stuff hashed out, and we are proceeding as planned. I can’t wait until opening day 😀

I went out last night with Sammi. Man, she sure is awesome. I had a really good time 😀 *swoon, recover* Tonight is the eve of my 21st birthday. I didn’t think I’d make it this far, honestly. In celebration of this blessed time of my life, I am going to my parent’s place for dinner and presents and such, and then I am embarking on a several-day long voyage of drunkeness. This is going to consist of 1) Getting really, really shitfaced downtown post-midnight tonight 2) Having a beer with the coworkers tomorrow for lunch 3) Going to Bristol Brewery tomorrow with Sammi 4) Getting really shitfaced tomorrow night and 5) Having a weekend of complete and utter drunkeness/debauchery. If you are interested in coming along to any of these events, please let me know 🙂 Yay, celebrate alcohol! [b]Update[/b] OKAy so I am tottally crunk and so it mastt./ he’s ntot durnk he says. We went o *IN ORDER* 15C, phnatom canoyun, and then THE RITZ and the n to Jack Quinnss and then ot…. nop wait then we went to jack quients AND THEN we went to the ritz, and then went to TEQIULASA and tehn we went to rumbay. That was goodo. … I ate a chery at RUMABAY! and ti was good. oKAy, very drunk. PHOTOSOS to volllow soon. CHHErs for the 2`1… ready for the repate tomorrow!? Updated: 7/16/2003…. By Tony: Randal peed in the sink at tequilas, it was really funny, xgodadajit, i’m hitting th efuking backsapce button, which is against the norm for this cgoda damnd type of update, fuck you, i’m hearding that rdanla has a huj rwang , haha, according to the mastah, booyah, that mofo is the bombshitnizzle. fuckyall, other than than that, had christina aqnd troy come by and join the initial investigatory committee into getting randal drunk… Other than that, its 230 am, I’ve got pictures loaded on my piece of shit kodak camera, that are fuckin hilarious… but good… that being the essential piece… i’m actually very happy to help matt and randal back to the comfortable recluse to the essential order of drinking… it’s all good it’s all good it’s all good [b]Update 09/08/03[/b] – [L=http://rand0m.org/images/21stbday]Here are some photos from my 21st birthday[/L]

So the store thing is going really well. We are planning on opening up pretty soon 😀 … we’ve got our space leased, have picked our telephone #, have our PC ordering all lined up, have the cable-running dates set, everything is really coming together. I’m super stoked. So I called up Signs By Tomorrow the other day to talk about our sign, and guess who answers the phone? Janelle! I sorta sat on the phone for a second, gaping like a fish at the unexpected answerer. Anyway, the sign will be super 😀 I ran into Annie Wadman today at Pikes Perk … she was freaking out about something I [L=http://www.rand0m.org/archives/march2001.html#annie]wrote on my page 2+ years ago[/L]. Like, she was totally flipping out, rocking back and forth, doing the sad/hurt/mad ploy which totally doesn’t work when I don’t know you. It was fucked up. Anyway, I added a little note onto the entry.

We are having a get together at our place tomorrow, July 4th to grill up lots of meat and have a yea old time. [b]Who[/b]: You, your meat, alcohol,and a friend. [b]What[/b]: Barbecue Cookout Thing [b]When[/b]: 2pm – 7pm, 07/04 [b]Where[/b]: Team Weber, 423 N. Weber ([L=http://www.mapquest.com/maps/map.adp?country=US&addtohistory=&address=423+N.+Weber&city=Colorado+Springs&state=CO&zipcode=80903&homesubmit=Get+Map]map[/L]) [b]Why[/b]: It’s Independence Day! [b]Note[/b]: We are providing a hot grill, some hamburgers and a 12pack of beer. That’s it. Please bring meat, or at least money to buy meat with. We are poor after the last party. See you there!

I would like to say that I made a wonderful dinner tonight. We had some huge, brilliantly cooked ribeye steaks, with about three pounds of Snow Crab, corn on the cob, garlic bread, the works. It was awesome. There’ll be some photos of this amazing meal up soon. [b]**Updated:[/b] [L=http://rand0m.org/images/bigdinner.jpg]Picture of our awesome meal[/L] Friday night, I shot everclear. That was not a good experience. It was one of those nights where I was really loathing myself, and was rather disappointed with myself … so … I sorta got over it by abusing the shit out myself. It made me hurt pretty bad on Saturday. I really don’t know why I did it, but hey, that’s what happens. I went and played pool recently. That was good. Janina is pretty fun to hang out with — smart, fun, just cynical enough … but you know, she’s 18? 19? I am afraid of girls, though. heh. 🙂 I went to church this morning with my parents. That was surprisingly a good time. It wasn’t a religious thing at all … more of an academic interest. There were some talks about faith and such which were meh, but then a very good class about the passover. I saw some people I hadn’t seen in a while, and that was good. Then I had lunch w/ the ‘rents, and it was good, and then I came home, went shopping and made the huge dinner mentioned above. Work is going crazy. Our deployment in [L=http://www.hpi.net/falcon/]Falcon[/L] is exploding, which is making for busy busy busy busy busy work. The business is going well, also … a little slow, but it is progressing. EverLAN is this next weekend, as is July 4th. We’re having a barbecue, which I believe is starting at 2pm — I’ll update with that info soon.

Will have photos up and such ASAP. [b]Update[/b] – 06/25 @ 2:52p Okay, so the party went really well. I was afraid that nobody was going to show up, and that was the case until like 9:30. Gabe and Matt Blum showed up, which is neato, because they know a lot of people … Gabe fired up his cell and in no time we had a whole house full of people rockin out. The sound system was absolutely huge (a little too loud sometimes) with some damn-good DJs spinning it up. We had a full keg of Belgian Ale from the warehouse which received mixed results from our throngs of partyers. Tore made a surprise appearance — he drove all the way from Santa Fe, NM for the party! Not to mention that he finally had SE.. er … *IS* a SEXy beast! *hugs tore* 😉 Had a *LOT* of hot chicks come, which was really surprising because we usually throw grandiose sausage fests. A lot of people I invited did not show because of prior engagements and such, which made me really sad 🙁 Tony got *REALLY DRUNK* *REALLY FAST*. By 11pm he was barely standing, and at 11:30pm we had someone carry him upstairs to pass out. He didn’t even drink very much … what a lightweight. At about 2:00am, Matt disappeared mysteriously, leaving me to run the show. Everyone who was leaving was out by 6:30 or so, and everyone who was staying was already passed out. It was a really, really long night for me, because I had had very little sleep and got to enjoy running the party alone for 4+ hours. But it all turned out well, which is what matters 😀 We lost a pane of glass in our front door and a couple different drinking glasses to some drunk dumbass. Had a couple little skirmishes here and there, but all in all it went really, really well. We’re looking to either have a 4th of July BBQ or to throw another party at the end of summer. Pics are here: [L=http://rand0m.org/images/summer2k3]http://rand0m.org/images/summer2k3[/L]

This is gonna be a long update, because I haven’t posted in a long time. Like, a Loooong time. So I’m going to start out like a couple weeks ago or so. Heh. Told you it was long. Okay, so a couple weekends ago, I am out with Chris Bonk and Keen, and we go to Sticks to shoot some pool, but they are 21 and up, so we leave and to Corner Pocket. While there, we meet two girls, Lilly and Kirsten. It is Lilly’s birthday (23) and Kirsten looks oddly familiar. So we start chatting, and they invite us over to Lilly’s place to get lit. So we head over there, and I’m mackin on Kirsten, and Chris is mackin on Lilly, so I ask Matt, our fifth wheel, to drive my truck home and spare himself the agony of watching the four of us get it on. So he leaves. And then Chris and Lilly disappear. So Kirsten and I chill on the couch, and around 6am, Chris comes out of Lilly’s room and leaves. So then Kirsten invites me over to her place. That’s cool. So we go over there, get completely blasted and proceed to have a great time until approximately 11:00am, and then we pass out until 6pm (saturday). That was a good weekend. 10 days after that, I call up Kirsten and ask her on a date. Kind of backwards, you know? Fuck, then date instead of Date then fuck. Backwards, you know? So then on Wednesday of last week, we go out. Long story short, meet at Joe’s Crabshack at 7, go to a carnival around 9, stay till 10:30pm, ends with a hug and a kiss and that was that. I don’t know if I’ll go on another date with her. Nice girl, just not my type. Odd to say that, what with me being so super desperate 😉 *goes and hits on receptionist* So then this past Friday night, Tony had our poker buddies over to play Poker. This was not an ordinary night. I was in good spirits, and glibly paid my $5 buy in. End of the night rolls around, and I’m $17 ahead. Rock the hizzy. That was a good night. Mexican Sweat = good times. Went to the Underground on Saturday night and had a wonderful time. They had DJ Etaine, DJ MLE and Evenflo downstairs, with the whole [L=http://www.downstairsproductions.net]DownStairsProductions[/L] crew upstairs. The music was really good (despite not being a happy hardcore fan), and I had a wonderful time. I wanted to kill my sorta-friend Chris because he has the Can’t Keep His Dick In His Pants syndrome … Seriously, isn’t two chicks enough? Makes me want to punch his lights out. Fucker. Grr. My truck is making a ticking sound. Either needs a valve job (time consuming but cheap) or has an exhaust leak? I was on the porch yesterday on Sunday chilling with Shawn and his girl Emily when this silver car pulls up in front of our house. I stood there, grungy as shit (hadn’t taken a shower or shaved, wearing basketball shorts and a lounge-TShirt), wondering who the hell that was. Then the two girls in the car started waving, so I looked at Shawn, and he was waving back uncertainly, so then I looked back and sorta waved, and then one of the girls yelled “It’s Janelle!” and I was like “whoa that voice sounds familiar. Oh, hey, is that Janelle?” So then I went over and chatted for like 10 seconds before they had to stop blocking traffic/leave. Feels odd yet refreshing that I didn’t really recognize her … I don’t know what to think aobut the whole situation. Heh. There is a party at my place, Friday night at 9pm. Click the little linky banner thingy or check out [L=http://cosparties.com]cosparties.com[/L] for info.

My [L=http://www.hpi.net/whitepapers/warta/]article on WiFi[/L] and how to make it cost effective [L=http://slashdot.org/article.pl?sid=03/06/07/1840257&mode=thread&tid=137&tid=193]got posted to slashdot.[/L]