Day 7

I think my days are screwed up, I got here on a Sunday, and now it's Sunday, so is that eight days? Oh well. I had one of the best days off ever yesterday, it was actually my only day off so far, but it was fun. I woke around noonish, watched some movies for a while. We started on the Beatles box set, very interesting stuff, only eight more tapes to go. Before I knew it it was getting dark outside and I hadn't been out of the apartment yet, so I showered and we took off for the town of Renton, about 20-30 away from Seattle. We decided we were going to go to one of most fun places on the earth, The Family Fun Center. This is one of those places with all rides and games that parents love to blow money on so their kids won't dislike them for the moment. On this particular night it was packed full of kids, little kids, who all smelled like vomit or crap or a horrible mix of the two. We headed for the batting cages to show off who had the most Jose Canseco like swing, I lost, Jon or Jordan won, it was too close to call. Some girl gave us some free game cards with a lot of tokens on them, so we played the sweet games that give you tickets and you cash them in for prizes. Let me just say that we won big time, about 661 times to be precise. So we decided to buy a giant foam rocket, which broke the instant we tried to use it, and the rest we spent on fruity tootsie rolls, a whole lot of them. After being around so many dirty little kids we decided it was time for a drink, and what better place than Applebees at happy hour time, right? We hit up the happy hour and had a great time. Our friend Jared showed up, he's going to Thailand today, so we said our goodbyes and drove back up here, watched some movies, opted to go to the bar, but bought some drinks at the store instead, and that was the night. I was supposed to go fishing this morning, but I'm just not up to it right now, I have some phone calls to return, see how my little brother's surprise birthday party went, that kind of stuff. Before I forget, the other day this tele-marketer calls me, it's a man, a middle eastern man, he was nice, but I couldn't understand a damn thing he was saying. So he switches me over to a woman who starts to explain that I am eligible for up to $25,000 from the government, so I say I'm interested, I got plenty of time to listen to her pitch. So after about ten minutes I'm bored of all this crap, and then she tells me I need to pay $250 for a processing fee, and that's when I decided this wasn't for me, and I was going to have some fun with this woman, so all sorts of false names and information starts coming out, and she knows and starts telling me, "I thought your name was Trevor Sellers, not Jake Johanasburg", so she's pretty pissed, and the rest of the of the guys are yelling background, I trip over a chair, lots of painful sounding noises, she doesn't care, just keeps asking me my info. Finally she loses it and lays into me, saying I'm wasting her time and she is going to sue me for giving out false information, I give her some crap for calling me and trying to make me pay for money that is supposedly mine, she's yelling at me, telling me I'm a bad person, then she hangs up, but not before she says the FBI will be getting involved to take care of me. So don't give out false information to middle eastern tele-marketers, they'll try and sue you. Back to work tomorrow, the songs are sounding great, I'm excited, can't wait for everyone to hear this record.


Listening to: Guster- Keep It Together.