As I currently listen to Rick Dees over the Internet, here is what I wrote on paper in my car about a few hours ago:
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Greetings! It's 1212 hrs. I'm in the passenger seat of my car, parked at Hart Park. The car faces a pond where a large flock of ducks and geese are ashore. A family has also stopped by; their SUV's parked five spaces to the left of me; that's where the fowl are. Now a collection of mallards, (most of 'em) are under a tree, where my car's parked under. I'm also listening to "West Coast Kid" by tobymac featuring Paul Wright. It's the closing song on my "Morgan Sisters Industries Mixtape vol. iii." Boy, those geese are noisy.
It's 1221 hrs. I paused from writing to observe the birds and listen to that song again. At least it's nice to observe birds that ain't twelve annoying cockatiels for a change. Tis too bad I don't got me some bread for those ducks to pay attention to me.
it's 1231 hrs. I just visited the restroom and the geese are in plain view in my windshield. I've also rewound my cassette to play "West Coast Kid." I came to Hart Park 'cause I didn't get much sleep last night and chose to drive here to rest. Good thing I found a parkin' space with ample shade. I wish Anna were here with her digital camera; she takes photos of everything. I probably heard my "biological clock" tick because I imagined having my kids here to watch these birds. I do wish I could've given Grandpa Jake & Grandma Eleonor some great-grandkids while they were around. So far, no children from me or my siblings yet; I do think about whether Jasmyn will marry before I do. It's 1239 hrs, as the song already ended. I ain't got the AM radio on.
It appears the geese and ducks in front of me are resting beneath this tree. Later on today, I have to go to my Dad's office and have my aunt, Tita Rose, prepare seven copies of the next Cydney C. chapter I just finished last night--the introduction to Peter Abercrombie, the state politician who becomes Cydney's friend and lover. It's 1242 hrs. Then I gotta post this on the blog over at the computer commons at BC. And then, I must present my latest Cydney C. chapter to the creative writers' club at the bookstore. I shouldn't be gone for more than a week. It's a little disconcerting how I can actually see the ass-feathers of some of these birds directed towards me (and one goose just defecated). The radio's still off & it's 1246 hrs.
Football season just began. I know that plenty of the Bonniephiles are doing the fantasy football thing. Even B? herself is playin' fantasy football w/ her fellow CBS Sports cohorts. I hope she wins an actual prize instead of just the abstract knowledge of knowing so much about football. Pardon me; I had a lil trouble w/ the correction tape. It's 1254 hrs.
It's 1259 hrs. Now it's 1300 hrs. If memory serves me, my Dad's lunch brake ends 'round 1:30, so I can leave by that time. Sum o' the Bonniephiles made mention of Bonnie's VBS (not vacation Bible school but, visible bra strap) from a broadcast from last season. And that got me thinking of the tiwo Bonnie sketches I made--one of her in lingerie (w/ a guinea pig), and other one of her beneath the sheets naked (with a guinea pig). I'm in a dilemma to scan & display these drawings on my website. But because of a scandal where a female sportscaster was sleepin' w/ a major leaguer & I think something about a former sportscaster about 2 appear in Playboy, the situation still has not "blown over." But I might display it anytime soon. I would have it up for a day or two, send a message, & wait for at least one disapprovin' comment 2 prompt me 2 take the image off the website. It's 1307 hrs.
Football isn't so much a big thing in the Pangilinan household. Dad and Alain were actually interested in the men's final of the U.S. Open (Federer def. Agassi) rather then Week One of the NFL. My brother is still waiting for the NBA season 2 begin. If I hadn't mentioned it 2 u already, Filipinos [IMAO NEweigh] seem 2 be more interested in basketball then any other sports, except 4 boxing. The day of the Super Bowl is pretty much regarded like a holiday. You know, my folks would show up at their friends' house, gather w/ other friends, & watch the game. And then they'd sing karaoke afterwards.
It's 1318 hrs. A few more motorists/families arrive bringin' bread 4 da byrdz. & the geese & dux r no longer in front of me. A family who has parked right next to me [driver's side] & one goose right by window! "Sorry, dude. Don't got no bread," I (don't) say to it, "but...do you like Christian rock?" The bird's gone; guess not.
I also brought w/ me $20 or so so that I buy Brooks & Dunn's gnu album while I'm meetin' w/ the creative writers' club at Barnes & Noble. I play "West Coast Kid" again. It's all hip-hop to me.
There's that goose again by my door. It's 1:25.
A group of what appears to be Filipino motorists show up, pose for a shapsnot, & probably come 2 watch these ducks. It looks like I mostly see geese. The family that was parked next to me leaves, & another motorist pulls up. I can hear his AM radio; it sounds like he's listening to ESPN Radio at 710 AM; I assumed it was 1230 AM. It turns out I can get this station clearly myself {until I drove thru downtown}; I thought it was an L.A. station. It's 1330 hrs.
One more thing I wanna bring up before I run out of space. I may suck at fantasy basketball, but I love playing the franchise mode on EA Sports NHL 2004 for GameCube--the closet thing to fantasy hockey. It's more hands-on than just merely following statistics. I maintain two franchises, the Minnesota Wild and the Washington Capitals. I'm in the third year in the franchise mode. The Wild sucked in Year 1; the Capitals won one playoff series. In Year 2; MN finished 2nd in the league but lost in the Western Conference Semis 2 the despised Red Wings. In Year 2; I gave DC & Jaromir Jagr the Cup. & then I traded him away cuz he was just 2 expensive 2 keep. No wonder there was a lockout (& that he ended up takin' a pay cut as a Ranger). I'm currently on Year 3. Right now 4 the Wild, I have made a killer starting line of Marian Gaborik, Teemu Selanne, & my created sk8er named Sven. Sven is my leading scorer. The Wild has only lost four games & clinched a playoff berth in Feb. As for the Capitals, I have three created sk8rs--Sven, Mattias, & get this: Kelly Preston. (Either that or Kelly Clarkson; maybe when I get NHL 2006.)
It's 1335 hrs. Gotta go, dudes!
{That reminds me. I think b4 I head over 2 Barnes & Noble, I can drive a block west of it & stop by Circuit City; see when the shipment of EA Sports NBA Live 2006 comes in & what price it is [compared 2 Best Buy).
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Realisin' that www.Billboard.com also has Internet radio broadcasts of their charts, I chose 2 mosey on over 2 their countdown. What's different about this net-only broadcast is that they do not play every song on the Top 40 portion of their chart. I am actually contempL8n' listening 2 these broadcasts regularly here in the BC computer commons & undoing this "Post-Countdown Withdrawal." After all, difficultys regarding tryin' 2 podcast is shaking my belief that I can listen 2 the Top 40 countdown again on a regular basses. Now playing on the Billboard countdown is the uncharted "I'll Stand By You" by Patti LaBelle. Boy, is it boring. It's 1552 hrs. Also, I'm sure that I have 2 read another chapter from my Business Law textbook. It's probably Ch. 11. I could listen 2 a jazz station over the Internet here b4 comin' 2 the bookstore, or I could read the textbook while the sound system at Barnes & Noble plays it's music. I'll probably do the latter. It's 1606 hrs. This is the first thyme I'm listening to "Gold Digger," the new #1 hit by Kanye West f/ Jamie Foxx [climbing eighteen notches]. I think I did hear it on the FM radio. Well, lemme pluck the "I miss it" petal off of that daisy. It's 1609 hrs. Uh-oh. The new song "I Don't Care" by Ricky Martin plays. Um-hmm. I miss it not. It's 1612 hrs. It's 1616 hrs & the #15 song (now #11) "Wake Me Up When September Ends" by Green Bay plays. {That reminds me. I need 2 draw a picture of B? in a Green Day Packers t-shirt.) Pluck! I miss it. Out of the seven year-end Top 100 lists I've compiled, I can only clearly recall ranking "Geek Stink Breath" on my Top 100 of 1995 list, somewhere in the Bottom 25. U remember that song? I think Krab Radio still plays it, along w/ the rest of Green Bay's gr8est hitz. Oh. I also did rank their ballad "Time of Your Life (Good Riddance)" on my Top 100 of '98; probably Bottom 75. Now playing is #13 "Don't Lie" by the Black Eyed Peas. Pluck. I miss it not. Cannot stand the Peas [like most vegetables save 4 broccoli or corn.]
It's 1627 hrs. I should rapp this up.
It's 1650 hrs. I just reviewed this stuff. I better put a guestbook on this thing. Take care, yall!
