Double Rainbow Oatmeal Stout

Official taste test of my first ever home brewed beer. I thought it might have been worthy of triple rainbow status, but it wasn't intense enough. What does it mean? OMG

RIP Myspace

I think the Myspace dynasty is officially over. It was "glorious" for a short period of time: the self-taken photos, the horrible blog writing, being "friends" with all those hot "women", being harassed by bands that sucked and didn't live near you anyway. You had everything Myspace, and you threw it all away. Actually, you kind of sucked from the beginning.

I hope Twitter is soon to follow. I don't care what other people are doing most of the time: eating lunch, doing the laundry, writing a paper, staring at the wall.... who cares? These people aren't actually doing any of those things, they're "tweeting". I don't want to hear about someone's "tweets" when I'm watching the news either. "Tweets" aren't newsworthy, they're a waste of my time.

Bear + Deer = Beer

 
I did it!! My first batch of beer is fermenting as you read this. It's an Oatmeal Stout, although I'll have a better name for it after the official taste test. Instead of going wussy style I decided to step it up a few notches by steeping actual grain and adding real hops to my wort. It was a joy, except for I wasn't properly equipped for stepping it up that many notches. All together it took me about 6 hours, which includes the time I took staring at the directions and wondering what I was going to mess up. Note to self - Don't brew beer on a 90+ degree day in a kitchen with no AC. Nonetheless I knocked it out with minimal damage to my kitchen and it currently appears to be on schedule and doing what beer does. Hopefully it tastes good when I'm done because I'm going to need some help drinking it. Cheers.

Jeremy's Marathon Club

 THE MOTIVATION

• Oprah Winfrey, (4:29:20)
• Sean "P-Diddy" Combs, (4:14:54)
• George W. Bush, (3:44:52)
• I need a new ridiculous goal.
• Staying alive.
• Running is "fun".
• I can't play racquetball for free.
• I eat ice cream.
• I like to harass my friends.

THE GOAL

• Total domination (I must run a marathon faster than W.)
• Properly train and complete a marathon without getting injured... and total domination.
• I'd like to put together a team that will be running/walking for a good cause. If you're interested in joining this team, let me know. If you're reading this, I want you on the team. If you think you can't run/walk a marathon, you're wrong. If you have a suggestion for a worthy cause, let's hear it.
• Friend harassment.
• Raise money for a good cause.

THE EVENT

• Eugene Marathon, May 2011 or
• Newport Marathon, June 2011 (I'm leaning more towards this one)

What say ye?

The NBA - Where "Los" Happens

I'm sure you've heard on the news at some point today about the controversial move by the Phoenix Suns basketball team to wear the "Los Suns" jersey tonight. You've also probably heard about Arizona's new controversial immigration law which apparently the team feels it's denouncing by wearing the "Los Suns" jersey. Now let's pump those brakes. I don't know very much Spanish (2 years in high school), but I know that "The Suns" in Spanish isn't Los Suns! It's Los Soles, you morons. Spelling the word "The" in Spanish doesn't magically turn all the other words into Spanish as well. Believe me, I tried it in Mexico last year and it didn't work. Los Hispanic people should be pissed. If I was at the game tonight, which I won't be because I'm driving to Salem for an awesome party, I'd hold up a sign that said "To the white guy that thought Hispanics would think the NBA is awesome because you spelled the word "the" in Spanish; The burro sabe más que tu'.

Life Changes

I've done some reevaluating lately as far as my career is concerned and I've decided to take action. I've always felt that I was destined to do something that would make a positive difference while I'm on this planet and now I'm trying to make that happen. Often I'm overwhelmed by this feeling and now it's time to listen. Opportunity + Action = Luck. As far as my current job of repairing power tools goes, it's a great job. I get to work with nice people, listen to music all day and beat my hands up. My mind, body and spirit have been caged up for too long. I need to set myself free.

After careful consideration I came up with several jobs I feel would better allow me to serve my community and in turn myself. All of these jobs require additional education, which I can't get enough of, but will most likely put a strain on finances for awhile. I've been searching and applying like a mad man for Entry Level Police Officer and Firefighter positions recently. These positions are highly competitive (especially in our current economy) and scarce. Just the kind of odds I like. I'm off to take my second ORPAT test in about an hour, which by the way is much tougher than it looks.

Thank you all for your friendship and support, I wouldn't be the crazy guy I am today without it. I'll keep you posted.

Blazermegalomania

Now that the season is officially over for the Blazers I can get back to blogging with all my extra time. I'd just like to say that I'm proud to be a fan of the Blazers and I think they played a hell of a season this year considering the amount of injuries they endured. I'm already looking forward to next year, which I'd like to declare will be a championship run, if the whole team stays healthy. That's a big if. I just hope that Greg "I break my kneecap from jumping and take pictures of my schlong" Oden will be able to contribute. Go Blazers.

Poor Lakers

It wasn't pretty, but when the Lakers get beat it's a good day. That is unless Roy is seriously injured.

"These Refs Suck!"

I'm a Blazer fan, always have been, always will be. I watch, listen, read about every Blazer game, every season. Last night Kristy and I were given tickets to the Blazers v. Mavericks game at the Rose Garden and we were pumped. What took place there however was atrocious, ludicrous, recoculous, outrageous, egregious and downright sad. It started in the first quarter when Juwan Howard turned to run up court after Dallas scored and got a shoulder to the face from Najera. Howard gets called for a T and an offensive foul, no foul for Najera. The crowd wasn't pleased with the call and after several minutes of boos the officials reviewed the play and decided it was the correct call. Let the atrociousness begin. Rudy then gets a face rack on his way to the hoop, no call and Dallas ball.

Early in the second quarter Rudy Fernandez gets hit with a phantom T for saying something in Spanish because there certainly wasn't any contact and Rudy doesn't know how to talk junk, ludicrous. The Blazers battle back even though nobody can make a basket and get to within 3 by half.

The third quarter, Dirk jumps with the ball, lands with the ball and then jumps again to take a shot, which he makes. In my rule book that's traveling and apparently everybody but the three guys with whistles saw it, recoculous.

The fourth quarter, Andre Miller goes to the hoop gets a few elbows to his face, no foul, Dallas ball. Several minutes later Miller gets T'd up for making a shot and mouthing off, awesome. Next up Roy gets hacked several times, looses the ball out of bounds without a call, Dallas ball. I'm irate. McMillan is irate. Can I get a T? Yes you can. Several minutes later Batum gets steam-rolled by Jason Terry and somehow Batum gets called for an offensive foul. The entire crowd is now irate. Children are crying, baby seals are being clubbed and the world is going to end in 2012. You know how usually at games when they take TV timeouts they bring out the dancers or play funny games? The next TV timeout the crowd was verbally abusing every official on the floor, I've never seen anything like it. They didn't dare send out the dancers or play any cute games or play any fun music to dance to. It was a verbal assault unlike any other. The "These Refs Suck" chant started with about 3 minutes left in the game, and it was well deserved. The NBA should fine and suspend these guys. Is there no accountability? Probably not. I don't like to hate on refs, because that's a tough job, but at least one of these guys clearly had money on this game.

Go Blazers and bring on the Mavs in the first round, jerks.

Citizens Arrest

On my way home from work today I pulled up next to a Portland police officer at a red light when I noticed something strange. He was on his freaking cell phone! Maybe he didn't get the memo about the new law that went into effect on Jan.1st. I almost got a picture, but he bugged out and put his phone down. Lame. I did however issue him an official citation for $90 worth of bad karma.