New Shotgun

Todays events:

Go to Wal*Mart and buy cheap ammo

Go to Galyans, Mark buys a 12 guage.

Notice that Galyans has a nice sea kayak for $1499 – must work on finding some Galyans employee to buy it for me at 30% discount

Go to shooting range, shoot Mark’s 12 guage and 20 guage

Go back to Galyans, I buy a 12 guage

Come home, admire new weaponry


Go wandering looking for friends at tailgate parties

Find $25 on the ground, pick it up

Malizabeth enters stadium, I go say hi to Uncle Larry

I wander around looking for someone selling cheap tickets, but alas, everyone thinks they’re going to get $50 for a ticket half way through the game

I stop at Kathy’s & watch the second half of the game

I realize that MSU sucks and am glad I didn’t waste any money on a ticket

Go home, order chinese

Drive over to Megan’s to pick up Josh’s lazy bum ass

Talk to Josh about Erin getting Galyans discount 😀

Eat chinese


Damn… I wish I could somehow save today and replay it for the other 264 days of the year. It’s about as perfect as a day can get. Sunny, with a few small scattered clouds, a slight breeze, late enough in the summer that it’s not too hot and it hasn’t rained recently enough that anything is still wet.

Now with all this, why the hell am I writing here instead of going out and enjoying it. Well, I was outside this morning, and will hopefully return there this evening, but I consulted myself and it turns out that I had to work today – at least a little, at some point – and that point is apparently now.

What’s more, the Olympics are on. Olympics are absolutely wonderful, and I always feel like I should have watched more of them when the closing ceremonies happen. I’m not entirely sure why, but it happens regardless of how much I watched them in the preceding two weeks. But, sitting in front of the TV for 10+ hours a day is not really acceptable. 🙁 Someday, when I have a real job, maybe I’ll take two weeks of vacation and do just that, sit and do nothing other than watch the Olympics. Of course, if I can justify that, I’ll probably have enough money to actually go to the Olympics – but I think you actually get to see more on TV than being there in person. This is all kind of odd for someone who generally doesn’t give a hoot about sports.

Road peeves

I was driving back from TC tonight, and a green Pontiac Grand Prix passed me going significantly faster than me. When he merged back into the right lane he merged a little too far and almost made an unintentional exit off the freeway. So, OK, he’s a moron, but I guess it didn’t really endanger me and I’ve never been one to discourage stupid people from endangering their own lives.

Anyway a decent while later, a cop of some form – I believe a local sheriff comes flying by me. Now, I was going 75 and very slowly gaining on the only person visible in front of me, but that was apparently not his concern. A few miles later I saw him and his partner with the Grand Prix pulled over.

Now, what’s my point? I hate cops that are more of a danger than the people they’re stopping. I mean, who thinks that speeding down a freeway (my estimate is 90 or up) at 12:30 am is a good idea. Hello, intelligence to dipshit, do you read me? – it’s completely dark out and you’re in an area known to be heavily deer infested.

In other bitchings… I find that a great many things that I dislike happen while driving.

First and foremost are still the people who don’t fully comprehend roundabouts – and now that I have my car, the just-go-and-screw-them method doesn’t work so well.

Secondly people who try and draft me on the highway at night. During the day – alright, I don’t really care. At night, when it’s dark and I can’t see as far and you’re now on my ass with headlights in my mirrors, it’s not such a brainy idea. So, here’s how to both detect and eliminate such dinks. Assuming you have a speed you want to go, slow down a couple miles per hour for a few minutes – long enough for them to pass. If they don’t, speed back up to your desired speed. Odds are good they will speed up also. Continue this until they either back off or pass. If possible slow down w/o brakes too, because then they don’t have the lights to tip them off.

Next up, people who pull out in front of you when you’re going down the highway, when there is no one else for miles behind you, and then fail to speed up quickly enough.

People who speed up in passing zones. I’ll be gaining on someone slowly for the last few miles and as soon as I get in the passing lane, I’ll speed up by 5 MPH and they start pulling away from me. Come on, we both know you don’t want to go that fast – are you that insecure that you can’t be passed? This is even worse when there’s a lineup and other than the lead car, you can’t tell how fast anyone really wants to go, but they’ll all go 15 over while in the passing zone.

People who get to 4 way stops first, then wait for you to come to a complete halt before they’ll start considering going through.

The excessively large and confusing intersection of Bogue and Service roads.

People who have dims bright enough to permanently blind someone. If other people flash their brights at you often when you’re brights aren’t on, take a hint an lower your dims. This generally comes from the same attitude that says “well, I’m a shitty driver, so to be safe I’ll get the biggest vehicle on the road” entirely selfish and earning the person a place on the list of people who need to be shot in the head.

People who linger for 10 minutes attempting to pass while you’re both approaching some other guy in the right lane going 5 MPH slower then either of you. If I’m going 75 and you want to pass, 75.1 is not the proper speed to do so, get on with it.

People who don’t use cruise control and pass / get passed by me more than 3 times in any given stretch. I know cruise isn’t perfect, but it’s accurate enough that I don’t think I’m the one who’s not keeping a constant speed.

To do list

Things I want to do this summer, that probably will happen:
1. Golf, haven’t yet and really want to. Not a big deal, just need to take time to do it.
2. Explore an island – leaning toward Bois Blanc (spelling may be wrong)
3. Visit Mackinac island
4. Kayak from the hachery to Lake Michigan – about a 7 hour trip
5. Bike from home to Riverside
6. Buy a a bow or another gun or maybe both if I can secure some funding for next Fall.
7. Waterskiing / kneeboarding
8. Scuba diving
9. Shoot more stuff

That probably won’t actually happen
10. Make a gauss rifle – probably not going to happen, but I’d like to do it
11. Multi-day kayak trip – location unimportant

Horror Movies

Watched Gothika tonight… pretty crappy if you ask me. So, I am appealing to you, my dedicated audience for some good horror movies. I do not have a female of interest, so I’m not looking for some hold each other tight for consolation horror. Use of excessive gore and lots of flashing images do not make a good horror movie either – anyone can get a reaction if they show you a nice serene field, play spooky music then flash an image of a face with all the skin peeled off on the screen. That doesn’t count. I want something well produced which will leave me scared and wanting to shit myself. So, given that, if you have any ideas please let me know. Not sure exactly how long it will take me to get around to watching anything suggested.

For reference… horror / scary movies I have seen and have failed, and yes I know it’s a short list:

House on Haunted Hill
Thirteenth Ghost
Jason X

The two scariest movies I have seen were Gremlins when I was little and Donnie Darko because of the freaky rabbit and his evil voice. Donnie Darko was a great movie BTW, up there with Boondock Saints and the original Star Wars.


1. Is is just me, or does Shaq look like the stunt double for Shrek? I mean, some green paint and little twig ears and you couldn’t tell the difference from anything more than three feet away. I think after the Lakers loose, he’s going to go back to his swamp and talk to donkey about how ogres are like onions.

2. I still hate people in roundabouts. So many stupid people… That could be the single biggest downside to driving the Camaro, I don’t feel like the other guy is more adverse to getting hit than me, so I have to be more careful. The other downside to the Camaro is the inability to throw half my room in the back and go for the weekend.

3. Dishes have not been done here for at least 3 weeks. We are running out. I feel that I do at least my share of the kitchen cleaning if not more. Thus I am in no mood to go clean it now.

4. I got a cramp while riding my bike today. This is the second documented incident of a cramp during physical activity that I can recall in my lifetime. The other was in my calf while scuba diving – and that sucked. This one was just mildly uncomfortable – and made me apprehensive that it would get worse.

5. My room is a veritable shit hole, this is no one’s fault but my own, thus I must do something about it.

6. I want to ride my bike from my house to Riverside just because it’s somewhere I have gone on a very regular basis but I have never been there on my bike. Cedar also falls into this same group… hmmm…

7. I’m hungry.

8. When the pistons win, I think shall scour Josh’s room for a cigar and go celebrate and people watch down on Grand River. I shall not attempt to climb over the fence behind Beachwood Apartments because I have already lost two perfectly good pairs of jeans to that damned fence.

9. Speaking of Pistons, I kinda wish I had followed their season more. I know, fair weather fan, but when we’re winning is when it’s exciting. I guess isn’t not that I dislike the Pistons at other times, I just don’t care. The Tigers on the other hand could go undefeated and win the World Series and I still wouldn’t give a rats ass because it’s baseball and I hate baseball. Apologies to all who read this and likes the game.


Had a good long talk with the parentals this evening. It’s good to know that I have support if I decide to quit work here entirely and go home to work and be a bum for the summer, or some combination of the two extremes. I’m not quite to the point of making any drastic moves yet, I’ll give it a few more weeks and see what happens. But basically, I’m semi to completely bored here and there’s not much going on other than work and the work-sleep-work-sleep routine gets boring fast. That and I’m very not used to working on a completely independent basis.

This working situation kinda sucks. I’m independent, meaning I have no-one to ask my stupid questions to, or just random conversing during the day. At the same time, I’m not independent in the sense that I work for myself, I still have to basically sign in and out of work and report what I get done each day. I don’t know how to approach this, because ‘complaining’ about it makes me look like I’m trying to get away with doing nothing, but having to report daily on progress makes me feel like someone is constantly breathing down my neck (which in case you’re wondering, does absolutely nothing for my efficiency). I asked about the motivation for the whole check in check out deal and was told that is was more for my boss’s benefit to be able to understand and get a feel for the process since he is not an EE himself. Apparently the subtle hint that I disliked it wasn’t taken, or was overridden.

I guess the reason this is depressing isn’t so much the current situation, I can deal with that for the summer without much problem, but the fear that this is what life will be like once I graduate and move on with starting a career. I know, it’s stupid to depress myself now worrying about things in the relatively distant future, but hey I didn’t design my brain. If God cared to rewire it just slightly, that’d be find with me.

Anyway, as for the whole work situation I really would rather not pack up and head home, as it screws me out of a job in the Fall and screws people at work out of having useful products which many people, myself included have spent year investing time, energy and money in, hoping to eventually see a payoff. I’m sure it would not exactly do great things for any recomendation I may be seeking in the future either…

You’d think writing all this would just make me more depressed, focusing on it, but no. And I don’t want to appear that I am fishing for comments either, I simply wanted to spout off about some stuff and this seemed like the place. I am actually feeling significantly better about the world in general at the moment.

In other news, I think my processor overheated last night, it was at about 122 degrees F when I looked, which isn’t that hot but for lack of better explanation for why my computer was restarting, that’s it. Now it’s running nice and cool at ~95 degrees, thanks mainly to the box fan I have pointing at the side of my computer. 😛


I feel depressed… not enough people around, and now Josh has up and left TSFL, so I have an office to myself, which for anyone wondering for future career reasons, blows goats. It’s too quiet, and I don’t have someone sitting there constantly to ask my stupid ass questions like “What’s tau represent?”

Punk Band

Alright, so bein’ thug didn’t fly. I basically lacked the motivation to do all the stuff required. So, I am looking for a new goal, which will look equally impressive to the ladies, but require much less effort on my part.

What I’m getting at is that I’m going to start a band. I will of course be the lead singer because of all the band members they get laid the most – and that is the whole idea. If you would like to join my band you may submit your resume as a comment. I figure I need a drummer, guitar and bass players. Other instruments may also be included, so don’t feel bad if you have spent the last 15 years of your live learning to play the piccolo and think you’re being left out.

The genre shall of course be punk. I don’t generally like punk music, but I shall form a punk band because it is the easiest of the genres to master. My job will be standing center stage looking like a tool yelling into a mic which is then broadcast to the crowd by speakers that are being driven by an amp three times to large for them. When performing punk it’s much more important to sound bad ass than to actually sound good.

Now for the roles still to be filled, and please specify the role in your application:

  1. Bass player, must know at least three chords and be able to play them in any order at a moderate to fast pace. Rhythm is not really necessary, that’s what we have the drummer for and you don’t even really have to be able to follow him/her very well.
  2. Guitar player. Electric guitar is pretty much the basis for all punk as we know it. As with the bass player, minimal knowledge and skill with the instrument is acceptable. Most of the time, our sound equipment will suck enough that the same note could come out 6 different ways, so with a repertoire of only 4 or 5 notes, you should be able to piece together most songs pretty well. It’s kind of like revolutionary war times though – spread the notes apart a little, you never know exactly which one you’ll hit once our sophisticated audio equipment has it’s way with your music, there’s no point in knowing an F, F#, and G if they’ll all come out somewhere in the range of C and B flat of the next octave.
  3. Percussionist. Rhythm preferred, but not really necessary. Your job will consist of energetically banging on cymbals and drums for the duration of the show. If you can provide your own drums, that’s a plus, even if they’re pieces of shit, or if they’re stolen from the local high school – because that would make you one hell of a punk.
  4. Guy on synthesizer. You’re going to be filling in for any instruments we don’t have (which depending on turn out, may include the guitars and percussion). You will be the driving force behind the band.
  5. Lyricist. Ha, fooled you, punk music doesn’t have intelligent lyrics, it’ll just be me screaming profanity into a Mic.
  6. Stage crew. Hey, we need someone more useless than us to boost our egos.

As you can see, with no talent and only minimal effort, one can draw a punk band out of the primordial ooze. Neither instrumental or vocal talents are needed, people will come see us because punk is cool regardless of how much we suck.

As a closing note, I don’t think anyone can fully comprehend how much I hate little high school pieces of shit who start no talent ass clown punk bands because they think it will make them cool. Taking a second to this are the same people who like everyone who comes out claiming to be punk.


I have my car out for the summer and it has a new battery, so it starts which is always a plus, since push starting a 5 liter engine is a bitch and a half (see previous entry for elaboration on this).

I also have my pistol back, which makes me a happy person. They totally replaced the slide, and ‘fixed’ the catch. The fix looks alright, but I won’t be entirely satisfied with it until I have taken it out for some test firing.

So, that’s the good news. The bad news is that since it’s summer, nobody is around. It’s not as if I interact much anyway, but it’s nice to know that there are people out there in case I have a notion to do such. I, for some unexplained reason, am slightly obsessed with having the ability to do things. I want a sport bike because I could outrun the cops – not that I would ever do such, just that I could. I want a .50 caliber rifle so I can kill things a mile away – again, only so I could, not that I ever would be in a situation requiring this. And, I want people around so I can socialize – even though I don’t do so regularly, it’s the ability that holds the value for me.

Anyway, that’s all of “Surly’s life story” for now. I wouldn’t want to get to sentimental and ruin my cool uncaring image. 😛 For those who don’t know me so well, I promise I’m not nearly as mean as I pretend to be.