And the beat keeps on going and going like a boozed up energizer bunny. Lightning storms kick ass, the other night was a pretty sweet one. I cracked a beer, turned off all the lights and opened the shades for the spectical. Better than fourth of july.

So I went on a movie and videogame spending spree. Now I've got more entertainment than I need, but still wise choices all around. I was a little let down by Ghost in the Shell 2. Beautiful as it was the story got a bit more abstract than I was hoping.

Work is going extremely well and I'm starting to adjust to the area and get the layout down. Still need to go to the pub with old videogames. I miss a lot of Seattle but being here is keeping me good for the most part. Well I good as I could hope for. No new bike accidents, because my bikes still haven't arrived. Fuckers still have my shit in California, over a month later. Bastardos.

Most definately scaring the locals at the super market with my Hunter S. Thompson impersonation. Actually I think it's more the tattoos that scare them...