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Big Bell Box…
May 8, 2008 3:35 pm
Just when I thought I had grown up and found “better” alternatives to trusty Taco Bell, they come out with this… its hard to pass up for $5. Its the Cinnamon Twists that really put it over the top, its usually hard to justify paying for the sugared Styrofoam… but here they are included with the meal!
- One Club Chalupa
- One Crunchy Taco
- One Bean Burrito
- One order of Cinnamon Twists
- And of course, a bottomless beverage
What more could you ask for? Way to go Taco Bell!
Primer…
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I am an independent film producer. Independent in the sense that I have just myself and a few friends to team up with on a project. The budgets are determined by us, how much do we want to spend on our movie. These days “independent” movies are popular, mostly because there are a lot of good indie films done through spin off mini studios from the big boys. They receive huge budgets and resources compared to anyone like myself. They also have actual experience… unlike myself… I am a few notches below experienced when it comes to “making movies for real”. Most people that create films with my level of experience end up with something that no one really wants to watch… I have made a few of those. So when you find a truly indie film that is actually watchable… even compelling… its note worthy. These guys are my heroes…
Blazer down… but not out…
November 9, 2007 8:54 pm| > | > | ||
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The Blazer is in the shop again. Got home from Europe and all the oil had leaked out, I filled it up and drove it for a 1000 miles. Then the noises start… then the 4 wheel drive goes… then the fuses blow… but I still drive it for another 2000 miles. Scheduling car repairs is a night mare so I put it off, hopefully I have not destroyed the whole front end… it sounds like a tank everywhere I go and when I get it up to 65 it feels like the tires are about to warble off… not good.
Something like this happens at least once a year… usually more often… and if I want it back fixed it always costs at least $500. I pay gladly. Because I love my blazer and I believe it is destined for 300,000 mile greatness. I suppose I have inherited my car habits from my father… the rules are simple.
- You never buy a new car
- You pay somebody to fix when it breaks
- You run it into the ground
I plan on sticking to these rules, on occasion I will fix something myself just so I feel manly… but I don’t really trust my own car repair work… and when you live in Detroit, you can’t do anything without a car… so you don’t chance it.
Today I Yacked…
March 13, 2006 12:08 am
Yea, that’s egg down there. Today I yacked, and it felt great. Its been a long time since I did something with enough ferocity to work up my stomach into a good healthy vomit. I started mountain biking with my brother last summer. He invites me out for a brutal 11mile beat down as often as possible. I am out of shape, each time we go I get a little bit stronger but a lot more aware of how underutilized my muscular system is. I don’t work out very hard at all, so I am not accustom to planning for such an afternoon of fatigue. I didn’t eat any breakfast. When I got to my brothers he whipped me up some ham, a bagel, and three eggs… sunny side up. I ate it all, thinking I would need the protein to make it through. At about the 6 mile mark, my body violently rejected the protein. After I got it out, I felt great. We went on to finish the last 5 miles in record time… okay we finished anyways. But I did feel a lot better. This whole pushing yourself thing is really worth something. Normally if I have an upset stomach, I take a nap… maybe I need to go running until I vomit and then get on with life, hooraaa. Isn’t that what the marines scream when they do 500 push ups and jump through a wall of barbed wire. Ya, I felt that cool.
Nominated, or awarded, or something…
February 1, 2006 4:44 pm
So I seemed to have been nominated for an award of recognition of sorts. I am not really sure if I won or not or what it means, but regardless my picture is in a magazine, and that always seems to do wonders for a man’s ego. Here I am hanging out with Marie, Craig, Laura, and Kawika… ‘New Faces of Engineering’. Little secret, I am really not an engineer. I just happen to think like one about half of the time. But I am really not an engineer. I have a degree in engineering, but I am really not an engineer. I may work with engineers on engineering projects, but I’m really not an engineer. Or am I?
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