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THOMAS LOST HIS DAMN MIND Saturday, April 29, 2006 |

For us Tivo owners out there, there we some updates made a couple weeks ago. However, after that our Tivo, Thomas, sort of freaked out.

Where once, he was actually finding shows for our "Tivo Suggestions" folder that matched our viewing patterns, now he's just out of control. Here is exactly what is in our folder right now:
  • Walker, Texas Ranger - "On Deadly Ground"
  • Expedition Safari - "Austrian Chamois"
  • Secret Lives of Women - "Sex Trade"
  • Star Trek: Enterprise - "Deadelus"
  • Natural Grandeur of the East - (Japanese)
  • Petit Vampire - (French)
  • Modern Marvels - "The Autobahn"
  • Cardio Blast - "Muscle Endurance"
  • American Bird Hunter - "It's in the Can"
  • Hunt for Big Fish - "Big Trout"
  • Mike Avery's Outdoor Magazine - "Fishing for Steelhead"
I mean, what the hell is that about? And there's also a couple episodes of Miami Vice floating in there too. Is anyone else's 'Vo going mad?

CELEBRITY SIGHTING OF THE DAY Sunday, April 23, 2006 |

WHO: Bob Saget
WHERE: P.F. Chang's, Santa Monica
CELEB GRADE: A+

Second Bob sighting in six months...this MEANS something!

Connie, Jamie, and myself went out to dinner Sunday night and Bob was with family.

Jamie wouldn't stop staring. It was embarrassing.

Previous Celeb Sightings: Arnold Vosloo, Deep Roy, Kiefer Sutherland, Broken Lizard (Michael Weaver, Paul Soter, Steve Lemme, Erik Stolhanske), Joshua Jackson, Jamie Lee Curtis (part 2), Dennis Rodman, Billy Dee Williams, Danica McKellar, Edward Herman, Arden Mytin, Keanu Reeves, Justine Bateman, Carl Reiner, Jessica Simpson, Greg Pitts, Mischa Barton, Jamie Lee Curtis, Luke Perry, The Hilfigers

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Saturday, April 22, 2006 |

LAUNDRY RAGE |

Of course it just wouldn't be a weekend without another story of how my moron neighbors took it upon themselves to completely screw me while I was doing my laundry.

As always, I was clearly in control of the machines and it was obvious that I was in the middle of doing laundry. The dryer was running, I had wet clothes waiting in the washer, and another bag along with detergent resting on top.

I go out to get my latest load of dry clothes and I see that someone has moved my bag and detergent to the top of the dryer so that they could use the washer. Breaking the chain is a real ass thing to do, but whatever.

Then I open the dryer, and at first I'm baffled. I can't figure out why some of the clothes are completely dry and some are still damp. Then it hits me. The moron took my wet clothes out of the washer and put them directly into the dryer. They had no idea how long the dryer had already been running, so of course my clothes end up damp.

I mean, I can almost see where they were trying to do something good. But come on. Leave my stuff ALONE! GRAH!

So I still had to dry my clothes, and they're still going to have to wait an hour until they're done. And so help me GOD if they touch my clothes in the dryer after I just put more money in there...it's game over.

And I made sure to see if my dryer sheets were still there. I would have burned this place down...

[UPDATE 12:37PM] I went out and found my clothes dry, but sitting on my bag of dirty clothes. I open the dryer to see what caused this chain-breaking. It was a few small towels, a couple pairs of boxers and socks with holes in the toes. And from what I can tell, this person totally piggybacked off my dry-time.

Real nice, assfaces.

DODGER STADIUM IS A DUMP - THE FIX Thursday, April 20, 2006 |

To the matter at hand, the sucking of Dodger Stadium.

First, allow me to establish my credibility. My name is Dave Sliozis, and I like baseball. While I don’t have the stat-checking love of it that Connie does, I still enjoy keeping and eye on the Cubs and going to baseball games. One summer, I was able to see thirteen games, but that was back when I was nestled in the teat of Wrigley, Comiskey and Miller. I love Ichiro, and I hated Sammy Sosa long before it was popular to hate Sammy Sosa.

I also loathe people. Masses of them, moving every which way, broken into small groups of five of more. I hate crowds, I hate parents who slow walk flanked by an army of children, and I hate people who slow walk flanked by tens of friends. I hate you. And you’re asking what this has to do with anything, but it’ll come back to the conversation. Make note.

Wednesday night, Connie and I drove into the hot dirt to see the Cubs play the Dodgers. Normally, I would never risk heading east after 6pm on a weeknight, but the Cubs are only in town once this season and we had to go. This also wasn’t at all our first time to Dodger Stadium, this was probably our seventh or eighth trip up there, so I knew full well what I was getting myself into.

So let’s roll up our sleeves and listen to what’s wrong with Dodger Stadium.

We’ll begin with this massive renovation that they did over the off-season. While the linked site lists several new items, only two things were apparent to us. The new seats, and some patio area that was OUTSIDE the park. The new seats are fine, whatever. They have cup holders now and they're made of a softer plastic as opposed to the nasty metal ones before. And that's really all there is to that.

Really, once you're in your seat and facing the field, there aren't too many problems. But what's behind you isn't so fantastic.

The main halls that you walk to get food, etc., look like you're walking through a sewer that's under construction. It's dark, concrete, and uninviting. The LCD TV's outside of the merchandise shop do little or nothing to distract you from that. The field was gorgeous, as always and the advertising around the park is actually barely noticeable.

But that's INSIDE the park.

Parking sucks. Flat out sucks. The parking lot is a complete mess. It's basically giant open spaces with occasional entrances that the parking lot people open or block at their discretion. Last season, we were allowed to park right before the exit that would lead us to the 110, but not this time. We were blocked and forced to get on the useless 5. And those big open spaces cause chaos when game time is over. Picture 5,000 cars all trying to head to one exit without filing into order. It sucks. You've got cars going the wrong way, lose fans wandering between the cars and screwing you from staggering into order, and people who are just dumb trying to squeeze through things.

My immediate solution is simply this. Add those little concrete blocks to every parking space. This would force people to fall in line and ultimately smooth things out.

Then there's the simple task of just getting to your seats. Dodger Stadium is unique in that it's a complete effing mess right outside the stadium and you have to walk up hundreds of stairs to get to where you need to be. Most stadiums let you in the door, then point you to your seat. Not Dodger Stadium. Once you get to your level, that's where you stay. Can't go anywhere else. And even worse is that the stairs and walkways are not wide enough for massive amounts of traffic, so when the game ends, you have thousands of people bottlenecking in walkways and those rare, brilliant people trying to fight their way back up ("...I forgot my novelty bat!").

Oh, and then all those fans spill out into the parking lot where they MUST cross major traffic ways, which again, brings things to a halt.

So, what's my solution to all this? Well, it's impossible, but if money was no option, here's what I would do.

First, location is fine. So there's a start. But the park is a total start over at this point. Bulldoze it, let the old people bitch about it's history, and then let them be called fools when we open the new park and they "ooh" and "aah" all its majesty.

Once you've flattened it, we need to shift the park closer to one of the edges of the hill. And don't even give me any "earthquake" crap. It's not THAT close to the edge. Then we turn the park so that the outfield faces the Los Angeles skyline. That would be gorgeous at night, much better than a dirt hill and a gas station.

Now we build the park. In my mind, it would be similar to Miller park. Access to the entire park is done inside the walls. You can sit behind home plate, or go for a walk completely around the park. I'm considering the possibility of a retractable roof because the Los Angeles sun is brutal in the summer. Make the interiors nicer, red brick, "Dodger Blue" painted steel, and plenty of escalators and LCD TVs to go around. And no gimmicks. No trains, no beer slides. This is Los Angeles, we're already a gimmick.

Finally, parking garages. They can still be pretty big since we've moved the stadium, and we can make then three or four levels high. These would be built behind the home plate side as to avoid interfering with our great view of the city. And exits would be clearly labeled and you'd be able to access whatever freeway you needed upon leaving the garage.

And in the end, I'd probably have a ton of room up there, so I'd plant some grass, throw some tributes to great old Dodger players chiseled in granite, and call it a day. Make a nice park for people to tailgate in.

And that's how I'd save Dodger Stadium.

AND THEN THAT HAPPENED |

And then, I was old...
Dear Class of ’96 LHS Alumni,

Congrats on surviving a decade post-high school! Plans for our 10-year reunion the Saturday after Thanksgiving (Nov. 25th) this year are underway. Save the date so you can reminisce with old buddies over a beer or at least sheepishly hide your freshman ID photo that we will have on display. Satisfy the curiosity you have about former classmates as they rapidly approach their 30’s!! We need your help updating email and mailing address information and locating former Class of 96ers.

Please respond to this email (xxxxxxxx@xxxx.com) with your current email AND mailing addresses (we will be sending out paper invitations) so that you can receive info about the reunion. If there is the potential for you to move between now and November, submit a more permanent mailing address (like your parents’).

Also, please forward this email to any Class of ’96 LHS alumni for which you have email addresses so we can spread the word.

Thanks and see you this fall,

Leah xxxxxxxx and the Reunion Committee
[sigh]

[UPDATED 11:02am] Kyle made an LHS '96 Tracker.

DODGER STADIUM IS A DUMP Wednesday, April 19, 2006 |

More on that tomorrow, and I will be musing on previous thoughts.

TO BE DETERMINED Sunday, April 16, 2006 |

Spent part of my day down in the marnia helping Ashish take photos for his yet-to-be-named band. Hilarity enclosed.

W Saturday, April 15, 2006 |

SOCIAL EXPERIMENT: DAY TWO 1:49pm Friday, April 14, 2006 |

Damn! Defeated again. She must be reading my site...

SOCIAL EXPERIMENT: DAY TWO 12:07pm |

SOCIAL EXPERIMENT: DAY TWO 8:31am |

SOCIAL EXPERIMENT: DAY ONE 8:34pm Thursday, April 13, 2006 |

It begins again! We'll call this, "The Thai Menu #001."

Additional experiments: The Phone Book #001

ROXIE Wednesday, April 12, 2006 |

This, is Roxie:


And while I don't often show the warm part of me here, this is something that I believe in and I'm helping put the word out.

Through a coworker, Connie got this e-mail:
We are having a HECK of a time getting one of the dogs from graduation adopted: Roxie. I've attached her pic to refresh your memory. We've run out of foster homes and the poor dog is back at the shelter. Worse yet, she's acting really depressed.

Anyway, I've reached the point of desperation where I'm throwing up Hail Mary's and hitting up everyone regarding possible leads for this dog. She's had a hard enough road as it is (she was originally found tied by her neck with packing straps in an alley in Hollywood).

She's remarkably sweet and hilarious. I often sit at Peet's Coffee on Montana Ave. with Roxie in my lap and a line forms to be kissed by her. She's become sort of a Santa Monica quasi-celebrity. It's downright bizarre that she hasn't been adopted. I really owe it to her and her k9 connection student trainer to pull out all the stops to find a placement for her.

Roxie is 15 months old, spayed and housetrained. Although she is fine going on walks with other dogs, she needs to be in a single pet home. She was attacked pretty badly by a dog in one of her foster homes and now doesn't like long-term doggie companions. She is also a bit of a "cat-chaser."
Now, while she looks like a pit bull, I'm not completely sure, I'm not the dog expert here. But, if Roxie is a pit, I know first hand (that's Lilah Carter-Carter in my lap) that when they're trained and cared for right, they're just like every other dog.

Unfortunately, Connie and I aren't allowed to have pets in this building, otherwise we'd take Roxie in. But if you're serious about adopting Roxie, please feel free to e-mail me ASAP.

Thanks.

SOCIAL EXPERIMENT: DAY ONE 6:42pm Tuesday, April 11, 2006 |

Oh yeah. Still there. And she's home.

SOCIAL EXPERIMENT: DAY ONE 8:37am |

One of the things Roadface likes to do is pretend like there aren't things outside her front door. A perfect example is the phone book that was delivered yesterday, as seen above. Other times, it will be take-out menus and sometimes even her mail.

I'm going to take a photo every time I cross the doorway of my apartment to document how long the phone book will remain there.

The Phone Book #001: Part Two, Part Three

UPDATING THE UPDATABLE Sunday, April 09, 2006 |

I haven’t really posted anything of quality, or quantity for that matter, in quite some time. And seeing as though it’s how I keep in contact with some of you, maybe this is needed.

Year three of living in Los Angeles came and went a couple weeks ago. It's cool I guess. I've again learned a bounty of wonderful things about this city. You really can find good food and good people here, it just takes time and the desire to find them. Gang members will tag just about anything, including that stupid little concrete block in my parking space. You can still pay over a grand a month in rent and be completely surrounded by white trash. There is no way you can ever afford a house. Homeless people will pry open grates around the base of your apartment and live there. Watch your children and your ankles. And in the end, you're happy to be here because there's always drama and you can always talk about television with someone.

I was back in Chicago a couple weeks ago, living out of an extended stay hotel for a week in Schaumburg for work. And holy crap, was it cold. The show we were there for was filming only at night and in Joliet and Woodstock, so I didn't get to see friends or family. At night the temperature was about 30 degrees and the winds were up around forty miles per hour. There's some wind-chill math in there, but it was effing cold and I was very poorly prepared. I did get Jimmy John's though, I think that was the only time I smiled.

I'm currently abusing the following albums, "Descended Like Vultures" by Rogue Wave, "With Love and Squalor" by We Are Scientists, "Z" by My Morning Jacket, and probably the most overplayed album in my rotation, "From the Cliffs" by Guillemots. "From the Cliffs" is only an EP and I can't wait for the full album. Props to Robin and Alison for forcing that on me. Don't be stupid, just buy that one.

I have a few scripts started, finally. Without giving anything away to the piranhas of this town, I'm co-writing one about NASA, writing another with Connie about sports mascots, writing a short series with Adam, Jamie and Connie about duplex living, and solo writing one about a business man and a trained seal. Then there's what we're calling, "the cat in the future" script, but that's only in the idea stage. And then there's my short story, How I Broke Up With Natalie Portman in Six Years, which, if I finish, I'll publish here. Part one is done, just trying to get the focus to write part two.

I haven't taken many photos lately, which sucks. I took a few when Alison came to visit, but that's about it. I'm going to help a buddy next weekend take photos of his band, which could be a really good start to making this something more than a hobby.

And other than all that, life goes on. Money is still tight, the Accord rolls on, I still dread doing laundry here, I still refuse to go to Venice, Connie's brother still hasn't visited, I still have phone calls to make, overdue e-mails to return, and I still need to go to the doctor.

But right now, my apartment needs cleaning.

RAINY DAY SWORD PLAY Tuesday, April 04, 2006 |

CELEBRITY SIGHTING OF THE DAY Sunday, April 02, 2006 |

WHO: Arnold Vosloo
WHERE: Coffed Bean & Tea Leaf (829 Wilshire)
CELEB GRADE: B+

Dude was sitting there, looking pretty tired and decked out in motorcycle gear. I guess he landed on the radar after The Mummy hit theaters. But then there was his part as "Habib Marwan" in season four of 24.

And if you know him from Charmed, well...you suck.

Previous Celeb Sightings: Deep Roy, Kiefer Sutherland, Broken Lizard (Michael Weaver, Paul Soter, Steve Lemme, Erik Stolhanske), Joshua Jackson, Jamie Lee Curtis (part 2), Dennis Rodman, Billy Dee Williams, Danica McKellar, Edward Herman, Arden Mytin, Keanu Reeves, Justine Bateman, Carl Reiner, Jessica Simpson, Greg Pitts, Mischa Barton, Jamie Lee Curtis, Luke Perry, The Hilfigers

CELEBRITY SIGHTING OF THE DAY Saturday, April 01, 2006 |

WHO: Deep Roy
WHERE: Swingers
CELEB GRADE: B-

Most of you will know Deep Roy from being the Oompa Loompa in Tim Burton's Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. But true Deep Roy fans know him from X-Files when he played what can only be described as a "butt genie."

He was dressed quite nicely and we assumed he was going to Swingers.

Butt genie.

Previous Celeb Sightings: Kiefer Sutherland, Broken Lizard (Michael Weaver, Paul Soter, Steve Lemme, Erik Stolhanske), Joshua Jackson, Jamie Lee Curtis (part 2), Dennis Rodman, Billy Dee Williams, Danica McKellar, Edward Herman, Arden Mytin, Keanu Reeves, Justine Bateman, Carl Reiner, Jessica Simpson, Greg Pitts, Mischa Barton, Jamie Lee Curtis, Luke Perry, The Hilfigers

SOCIAL EXPERIMENT: DAY TWO 8:39am |

Damn. Well, it's bound to happen again.