keep your expectations low and i will rise to the occasion.


Friday, September 24, 2010

"tell the devil that he can go back from where he came
his fiery arrows drew their bead in vain
and when the hardest part is over we'll be here
and our dreams will break the boundries of our fear"

friday's random music video vol. XXXV

the bad rabbits - "neverland"

Thursday, September 23, 2010

"cause i got a bad habit..."

this entry's title comes from the classic song "bad habit" by the offspring. all of us young elementary school kids with older friends that had access to the smash album, complete with parental advisory, loved this song for its compulsive use of, well, aggressive language.

today, this song became very relevant.

i will now make a series of requests to certain groups of drivers...

if you are from a state where the closest thing you have to highway is the massive parking lot that surrounds your city's walmart, please fly to dc. do not drive here. if you have even an ounce of trouble trying to find your way around a town that has 5 or 6 stoplights, there is NO WAY you can drive in dc. and just because you have a license from a state where dirt roads make up more than half of all roadways, im going to go out on a limb here and tell you that you are in no way capable of making good decisions going 60 mph on an 8 lane highway with multiple exits.

maryland drivers, please stay in maryland. metro if you need to head south.

to all the motorcades in dc, i know you have important matters that trump whatever i do in my life everytime, but i know you know when rush hour happens. its the same time every day. is it too much to ask to not close down major arteries between 4 and 7pm just so you can have an overpriced dinner across town? diplomats, congressman, obama, just try and be considerate to those who, whether you know it or not, actually like to get places in a reasonable amount of time.

i know i seem bitter. im not. im just tired and sitting on the highway dealing with motorcades shutting down 295 and drivers from kentucky doing their best mr. magoo impression behind the wheel did not help.

happy hour time. im walking.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

my so called (football) life - week 2

im going to preface this with "i was at a field party for the weekend and i had little access to tv..." however, the world still turns, life goes on, and football is still played, even without me.

usc beat minnesota: sure, we'll take it. - 1 point
notre dame lost in heart-breaking fashion: not my heart... - 2 points


redskins lost: not to mention we gave away a 17 point lead in the 4th quarter. the irony is that every redskins fan i talked to about the game all had the feeling like we were somehow going to lose the game... i guess after 20 years of bad football, you start picking up on little cues - 0 points
giants got clobbered: awesome. in primetime no less. oh man... totally built up as "the battle of the mannings" but it seemed like the only manning eli was battling was his own lack of talent. - 1 point
cowboys look bad: 0-2 for the first time in 10 years or something... haha - 1 point

my fantasy team lost: the effort was there but the points were not. some notable performances include chris johnson's forgettable performance albeit his quarterback was pulled from the game for being terrible and boldin who also suffered a bit from the fact this quarterback was terrible. - 0 points

9/16-9/20 weekend - 5 points - tough weekend.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

a great man

Louis M. Jarcho, a retired Air Force lieutenant colonel and college educator, died of congestive heart failure September 19, 2006, at his home at the Greenspring Village retirement community in Springfield, Virginia, at the age of 93.

At Greenspring Village, Col. Jarcho was a featured participant in the community's 60th anniversary D-Day commemoration in 2004 and did a local television interview. He also was active in the low-vision support group there.

Col. Jarcho was born in New York City, New York, the youngest of five children of parents who had immigrated to the United States from Belarus in the early 1900s. He grew up on Staten Island, New York, and graduated from Fordham University. He received a law degree from St. Johns University in 1939 and a master's degree in public administration from San Bernardino State University in 1977.

In 1942, after practicing law in New York for three years, he joined the Army. During World War II, he served in North Africa, England and France, primarily with the 436th Troop Carrier Group. He left military service in 1945 as a captain and rejoined the Army in 1947, later transferring to the newly created Air Force.

During his Air Force career, he served in Tactical Air Command and was the base comptroller at several assignments. His postings included Germany, England and the United States, where he served at the Pentagon and National Airport in the late 1940s and the mid-1950s. He retired in 1966.

Col. Jarcho then lived in Victorville, California, where he became president of the school board and taught business law at Victor Valley College for nearly 20 years, until 1990. He returned to the Washington DC area in 2003, where he was active in the Masons and the Rotary Club.

Survivors include his wife of 58 years, Freda Jarcho of Springfield, Virginia; two children, Marjorie Gross of West Los Angeles, California, and Robert Jarcho of Burke, Virginia; and four grandchildren.

this picture was taken moments before i somehow danced my way onto my head only to be revived by someone with glow stick defibrillators...