fartparty’s comix are pretty funny! Often in the way that The Aristocrats was or was not funny.

fartparty’s comix are pretty funny! Often in the way that The Aristocrats was or was not funny.

I woke up on Sunday morning with a jolt of fear banging around my bones: What if my soccer game is cancelled? It had rained pretty much all day on Saturday, and the Travis County Park Authority is notorious for shutting down the fields if only a millimeter of drizzle falls on the fields, so my terrible fear was not fantasty. I called the rain-out number, and a sleepy bear recording read “It is Sunday February 26th….the Travis County Parks…..are…...o….pen…for play”. Hallelujah!
This was an important game for the team. We were facing our arch-rivals Babaganoutch. They beat us just a couple of games ago 2-nil on our own turf. We had not won a match in weeks. Confidence was low. We simply had to win.
The weather helped. The sun was bright in the big blue sky and everyone felt that it was a perfect day for soccer. And it was, and so the game began with everyone in high-spirits. We had made some changes to the lineup in an attempt to get more offense. Instead of putting Scott ( an all around-strong player) in center defense, we put him in striker (his natural position and moved me into center-d instead. I was kind of nervous about playing center-d as I had not played there in a while, and I was afraid that I would go ball crazy and make too many runs upfield leaving the back-line stranded. Plus, moving me to center-d meant we were going to have vulnerable right-back. I vowed not to stray too far afield. I broke my promise almost immediately…
The game was tough. Babaganoutch worked the ball really well and they fought hard for posession. Most of the first half was pretty even- we did a pretty good job of moving the ball up the wings and crossing it in. But as usual we failed to get off any threatening shots. Babaganoutch tested out our keeper a couple of times though, our goalie however, was equal to the job.
Then something weird happened. Baba’s best player, Fernando (a great striker from somwhere, maybe Mexico) committed a light foul. The ref called the foul, Fernando disagreed with the ref, words were exchanged, Fernando walked away, the ref called him back, Fernando refused, more words were exchanged, voices were raised, the ref pulled out a yellow card, then another and like that Fernando was expelled from the game. Babagaoutch went beserk, feeling that the ref had hastily expelled their best player, without talking to the captains or anything. People were yelling at the ref, but he was adamant about the call and play continued.
At half-time the ref called the captains together and said they he felt ‘threatened’ and that he would cancel the game if people kept hurling insults. Everyone agreed to shut-up, but no-one did shut-up and so the referee grabbed his bag, said he was going to the bathroom and never returned…
It was ridiculous. Folks just would not shut up and the skittish referee had walked off the pitch.
We decided to keep playing anyway. We convinced the 16 year old line-judge to ref the game, and we let the expelled Fernando back on the pitch.
Our side dominated and we managed to put in two sweet goals. I even got a couple of really, really, really weak shots off. The end result was a satisfying 2-nil victory for PFC Quackenbush.
My obsession with Iran is reaching new heights; especially now that I have finished reading the charming, funny, and sad Persepolis. This memoir tells the story of a well-to-do young girl growing up in Tehran during the Islamic Revolution. The story is told equally well with words and images.
so, here i am in San Antonio. Whee.
my little sister and her husband Richard finalized the adoption of their son Kaenen yesterday in a very short court hearing yesterday. The presiding judge was a very nice fellow who was rather excited to help a new family start out. i suppose that as a family law judge he sees all manner of ugliness of a very special kind, so adoptions are probably a nice change of pace.
Dang, I just discovered the Yeah, Yeah Yeahs . The only album I have heard is A Fever To Tell. Do their other albums kick equal or greater ass?
It looks like the Houston 1836 (Houston’s Major League Soccer team) may already be in for a name change
I am glad. I think “Houston 1836” was a lame name. Other folks found it to be offensive:
Although 1836 was meant to symbolize the year Houston was founded, it also has links to other significant events some Mexican-Americans might find offensive. Those include Texas’ independence from Mexico, the Battle of the Alamo and the defeat of Gen. Antonio Lopez de Santa Anna’s Mexican army at the hands of Gen. Sam Houston in the Battle of San Jacinto during the Texas Revolution.
I did not find it offensive. I just thought it was lame. I think a better name would be The Houston Sprawl.
Regardless of the name they choose, this Saturday I will heading up to ?Roundrock? to see the Houston squad take on Real Salt Lake in the MLS Austin Cup
Congratulations to my buddy Paul Pugh who ran a ‘personal best’ time at the Freescale Marathon on sunday!
It was so cold this weekend! On sunday a buddy of mine picked me up around 7 am and we drove up to Dallas to see the US National Team play Guatemala. The roads were treacherous. On I-35 every over-pass was covered with ice, so you had to traverse them at < 40 MPH. We counted 8 spun-out wrecks. Strangely, ALL OF THEM involved a white pick-up truck or SUV. It was uncanny…
Anyhow, we got to Dallas eventually and made our way to Pizza Hut Park, a beautiful ‘soccer-only’ stadium in Frisco, Texas. Frisco is an exurban wasteland, but man does it have nice soccer facilities. I mean, the stadium is sweet: small and intimate, it is a ‘sunken bowl’, and every seat is a good one. Surrounding the stadium is a complex of soccer fields with beautiful turf. I would love to play on such fields…
So it was still sub-zero by 1:00 when the game started, but I was well prepared for the cold so I didn’t mind it too much. The game was pretty swell. I am used to seeing the U.S. team struggle against better opponents, so it was nice to seem them stomp Guatemala 4-nil.
Just got back from seeing Good night, And good luck. I really enjoyed the film. I also liked the sound of David Strathairn’s voice. I think he gives a great performance…
i would just like to let everybody know that i have the best friends ever. and it is important to remind them every once in a while.
so, yesterday morning i woke up bright and early, poured a cup of coffee, turned on my computer and wandered off to do something while it started up.
when i wandered back my monitor was dark. odd i thought and pushed the power button again. odder i thought as the power button failed to light up. crap i thought as my sleepy mind figured out what that meant.
after some headless chicken style running about i tracked down and visited Computize (an authorized apple fixer here in town) to no avail. similar results were had at the Apple store. and as i sat on the very horns of a dilema repair or replace? i decided to call killy.
“Why don’t you just use my laptop until you get yours fixed?” says killy. and a short car trip, train ride, lunch at chipotle with killy, another train ride, and trip to microcenter for the last 9 – 6 pin firewire cable later i was off to the races.
thanks killy.
One of the great things about working as a freelancer is that you can office out of your home, and work all day in your pajamas. Compared to the rigors of office life the experience can be positively dreamy. For some, the dream never gets old. For others. the dream quickly becomes a nightmare.
In my experience I found that after several months of officing at home and at the coffee-shop I began to relate all-too-well to the shinning
Is there any hope for those poor souls who, for one reason or another, cannot work from home, yet lack the dinero to rent an entire office?
Yes! There is hope! Check out this deal!
We would really rather sublease the space to a friend, or a friend of a friend so please pass this offer around to anyone you know who is looking for some office-space!
I acquired my latest phone specifically so that I could text-message. Why? Because I like the asynchronous, reply-if-you-want-to, i’m-just-putting-this-out-there, type of communication. Plus, I detest leaving voice-mail.
SMS is great for this kind of stuff- but it only works well for person-to-person communication. SMS becomes a hassle when trying to handle people-to-people communication. If I send a message to Todd, Adolph and Killy, they will all get the message, but each of them will not know that the others were included on the message. And their replies will only go to me. Basically, there is no “reply-to-all” function with SMS.
Enter 3jam
3jam is a free service that enables multi-person SMS conversations.
Its simple to use:
- You sms the 3jam number with a signup message:
signup pablo mercado
- 3jam responds with a “you are signed up!” message. You can now enter contacts with a message like:
add adolph trudeau 8324441122
- Add a bunch more addresses:
add todd slurpa 7342232222
- Once you got a bunch of contacts added you can start up a group chat:
chat todd adolph
- 3jam will respond with a “your chat has started” message. Replies to this message will be broadcast to both todd and adolph. They will see that the participants of the chat are pablo,todd and adolph. When one of them responds to the message, all of the participants will see it!
Pretty slick eh?
Check out the 3jam blog for more details on the how and the why…
my plans for world-domination are on track. Set-backs that occurred in December were more than made up by better-than-expected progress in January.
The bad news is, my soccer team lost 2-nil to our arch-rivals Babaganoush. It was a fun game though. I finally got over my fear of headers and managed to keep my eyes open and on the ball all the way through contact, thus avoiding the usual ball-hits-pablo-in-the-nose scenario. Also, I almost, almost scored. Which is a step closer than the usual, almost, almost, almost. I think that I have figured out what I have been doing wrong. It seems that every time I enter the penalty-box I immediately fall on my face. If I can somehow manage to avoid falling on my face in the penalty box I am sure that my chances of scoring will improve.

At the coffee buying place I tried to connect to several different iTunes Libraries that were shared on the network. Some of them displayed this message. I had no idea that there was a limit to the number of different computers that could connect to a shared library per day. Is this a new thing?
I shall name a galaxy after Rudolf Boysen,George Darrow and Walter Knott. Why? Well, if it were not for their efforts I might never have been able to enjoy the tasty goodness that is the Boysenberry.
iBr ands like R0 lex, Bre itling, Ca rtier, Ta g He ur and more.
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I took my ibook to Mac Alliance . For 275 of the dollars they installed an 80GB 5400 RPM Seagate drive that comes with a 5 year warranty. I brought the book in around lunchtime on Wednesday, and it was done by Thursday afternoon…
I requested that the hard-drive be left blank rather than have 10.4 installed on it. I booted into the SuperDuper! backup on my firewire drive and used DiskUtility to ‘restore’ the backup to the blank hard-drive. This process took about 40 minutes and finished with a glitch.
So far everything seems a-ok.
Ok well this ibook lasted about 1 year and 3 months. Thanks to Adolph and his SuperDuper tip I have a fully bootable backup on a firewire drive…
Did the hard-drive fail because I use my computer so much, carrying it to-and-from work and to-and-from the coffee-shop? Or did the Laptop Gnomes, knowing that I had just blown my budget on plane tickets to Argentina and that my income would probably be severely reduced for next couple of months, decide that now was the most inconvenient and troublesome time to put biscuit batter in the hard-drive?
macservice.com says that they will put a new 40GB 5400 RPM hard-drive in for 195 of the dollars.. Is it worth it? Should I have gotten AppleCare? Does one wait for the new computers from Apple to come out, and by purchasing one take the risk of getting a 1st generation lemon?
Ay, ay ay, not something I wanted to be dealing with right now…
I watched Grizzly Man last night. I found it to be fascinating.
I had never seen anything directed by Werner Herzog, mostly because I have always been scared by the image on the dvd jacket of Aguirre, Wrath Of God
But I liked Grizzly Man so much, and Herzog’s voice so much, that I may watch some of his other movies and eventually work my way up to Aguirre…
Ay! I thought Sunday was going to be my glory day. In the first half I pulled off a classic Roberto Carlos style run from the right fullback-position: I received the ball at the half-line, pushed wide and level with the box and hit a cross right on target to our left wing striker Kurtis, who, running at full stride, one-touched the ball in to put us up 1-nil. What a fantastic feeling…
The high continued into the 2nd half as Arturo, who has clearly developed a taste for the goal, put in his third for the season with rocket-shot off the bar, followed up with a solid finish.
We were up 2-nil and the other team was exhausted.
And then, in the 88th minute a fluke kick wafted over our keeper’s outstretched hands, deflected down off the top-bar and across the goal line. Suddenly the other squad was back in the game. And then, in the last play of the game, the ref awarded a ridiculous free-kick to other squad, they packed the goal, kicked it well and in the scramble the ball squirted in to make it 2-2. The whistle blew and instead of a glorious victory we were saddled with a miserable tie.
Props to the other team for sticking it through to the end.


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