August 2003 Archives

My dog Addie is a bit odd for a female dog in that she likes to scent her territory - she even lifts her leg. Scott's dog Cali, by contrast, just likes to follow Addie around on walks and sniff everything she just scented. Yesterday she followed a little too close and Addie pissed on her nose.

I couldn't stop laughing for at least 15 minutes.

Pat gets back in about a week, I'm anxious to see what he managed to snag pictures of that I missed in my lack of general shutter-buggedness while in Busan. That and I've missed the occasionally ass kicking at scrabble.

This missive has no point, and yet I'm compelled to click submit...

My morning in court. Only one cop shows up - it's actually the cop that gave me the ticket, but thankfully he's here to deal with another case. Of the dozen other cases fully half were dismissed because the tickets weren't filed properly within 2 days of being written - at one point the judge comments that maybe they need to screen potential clerks better - and the other half were dropped because the cop forgot to check whether he was moving or not at the time of the radar reading on the ticket. Sadly mine was neither of those situations (lucky 13 I guess). Still, they struck a deal by which I pay the fine but it doesn't go on my driving record, costly but better than nothing.

The whole experience was kind of fun actually. Early on I met a nice older lady - a teacher - who had recently traded her suburban in for a little sports car and had since gotten 3 tickets in the span of 4 months. She likes to point out that she's a good driver otherwise. Several people don't bother even showing up for their hearing but that doesn't appear to matter, they're dismissed on one of the two previously mentioned technicalities. By far the most interesting moment though, was when another cop entered the court room followed shortly by 3 men in orange jump suits chained together.

It wasn't so much that we had shackled convicts in with us but the nature of the three. One was a balding middle aged white man, another was a tall young black man and the third was an evil looking midget asian man. Seriously evil looking. Like a henchman from a bond movie or bad kung fu film. Picture a tiny man who could kill you with his bare hands if he decided not to just will you to drop dead. I wish I'd had a camera

Last night we went to see Hells Belles. Not to broadcast the ending too much but I should technically say we endevoured to see Hells Belles. For those not in the know, Hells Bells is an all girl AC/DC cover band - they were playing at graceland last night. Anyway, things started off on the wrong foot when they said tickets could be picked up at 7:00 when in fact the doors didn't open until 8:00. Off to the Rebar to kill an hour and play some Guilotine - the waitress is cute. Back to Graceland by 7:50 we meet some people who've also been waiting since seven, also there early so they can secure one of the four booths to sit in. The doors finally open at 8:30, we head to the back to be confronted by a wooden gate - barred shut so we can't see the bands warming up. Remember now, the advertised schedule was show at 9:00 with two opening bands, the belles on sometime around 10:30.

Hanging out in front of the gate playing Arkenoid and drinking with bill is fun, but after about the first god damned HOUR of waiting it starts to get old. They finally let us in at 9:50. We grab a booth and get very very loud. 15 minutes later, before the first act starts, the bouncers come over to tell us to be quite and stop thrashing the tables about or we'll be forced to leave - always a good sign :)

Justyn endevours to help me out at the bar, but the nice leather pants had a boyfriend. Solo didn't fare much better. Just a night for music I guess. At 10:30 the first band finally starts - they're enjoyable if of an indistinct style. At 10:45 bill is kicked out for being way too drunk and everyone else isn't looking so hot. 11:10 the next band starts and they're absolute shit. Not only bad but constantly advertising that you can buy their CD or T-Shirt from their van after the show. At 11:20 3 of the remaing 4 want to leave so I take scott home after he's sober enough to sit in a car and Ed works on getting J up and mobile.

All in all an interesting evening, if not exactly how I'd envisioned it. I still want to see Hells Belles, but It'll be a while before I return to the Graceland.