Tuesday, May 29, 2001

Three day weekend, my ass!
or
Look I peed in the snow, it’s art!

Damn that was a busy weekend! Between having to work late Friday night and late Saturday night, going to the Hoffman’s for a BBQ, going to the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, hiking in the Perisima creek redwoods, and going to Taylor’s birthday party I’d say I had a full weekend.

For anyone that has never been, the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art is a must see! I saw a lot of things that really impressed me, but I also saw some things that didn’t. Modern art by definition is rule free so you get some very creative impressive stuff, but there are also a lot of things that my 3-year-old niece could have made. I really don’t get the solid color canvas. What the hell? How is that art? Anyone can paint a canvas one color! Art used to be more than just the act of being creative; the artist needed some skill to make the idea a reality. But there seems to be a lot of modern art that consists of a glue gun and popsicle sticks. Not a lot of skill involved in making that a reality and if you ask me, not much creativity is needed either. A few rules would be a good thing, I propose the following: If anyone could have done it, then it’s not art. There, I’ve just made the world of art a better place.

Today was my first day of school. Yep, as I’ve mentioned before I’m starting school again, finishing up my Computer Science degree. Wish me luck!

Happy Birthday Taylor! I hope you enjoy the new surfboard!

Tuesday, May 22, 2001

The first one’s free

Last night I discovered the joys of washing down a couple anti-histamines with a beer. I’m pretty sure that’s the chemical formula for heroin. I had every intention of being productive, I was going to do laundry, clean out my fireplace since winter is long gone and work out. Add two anti-histamines and a beer to the equation and I laid on the couch giggling at sitcom re-runs for 4 hours. I was laughing at stuff I’m pretty sure wasn’t supposed to be funny, like Journey’s behind the music. I don’t think that was a comedy, but damn it was last night.

Monday, May 14, 2001

The power of Ben

Let it never be said that I’ve ever failed to be inappropriate at other people’s family functions. I spent Mother’s Day with the Hoffman clan. Some BBQ, some laughter and some great peeps! I had 4 glasses of wine on an empty stomach and between being loud and obnoxious, and relentlessly hitting on the two 16 year old girls present I’d say I lived up to my reputation. There’s a strange power in being me, I was totally looped and Theresa’s Grandma defended me when someone had the audacity to claim I’d had too much to drink. I have a certain something when it comes to saying and doing the wrong things at the wrong times, but the great thing is, people always react, “Oh, it’s just Ben.” I’m starting to think I could commit a serious felony and people would just chalk it up to Ben being Ben. I’d get off with a warning and people would bring it up as an anecdotal story at parties. “Remember that time when Ben was caught selling U.S. secrets to Kerplakistan, hijacked that plane and relieved himself on the White House lawn? That crazy Ben, what will he think of next.”

Thursday, May 03, 2001

Let the jokes begin

As of 8:00am this morning I’m officially a goofy looking 26-year-old! (If anyone says what were you before, I’ll kill you). Not only am I goofy looking, but I had to write a rather large check for the privilege of being goofy looking. Yes, the curse of braces has returned to my face and will stay there for the next six months. Just what every single 26-year-old male needs and what every single twenty something girl is looking for. Now I just need to go find a “There’s Something about Mary” chick that has a braces fetish and I’ll be golden.

Tuesday, May 01, 2001

Introspection on a slow work day

It feels very strange when all your friends start getting married and having kids. I’m 26 and the idea of marriage and kids seems so far away. I’m waiting for a hormone or gene or something to kick in and make me want to be an adult, but so far nothing. What prompted me to think of such things on an idle Tuesday? Well, my best friend has been married for almost 2 years and just had his first kid. Two other buddies of mine are getting married very soon, one in June and one in September. It just seems like the time between age 16 and 26 went by at light speed. Childhood is very finite, so why did I waste so much of it watching Wings. WHY?! I hated that show and yet it was always on! It’s some kind of cruel cosmic joke. I guess that’s how life works, you don’t know you have something when it’s in your hand, but when it’s gone you realize just how amazing it was and how much you regret squandering it watching bad TV. Man, I need to lighten up! Nurse! Good surf and girl cooties stat!

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