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Service With A Smile

In the last cou­ple of weeks, I’ve been replac­ing a lot of peo­ple for ser­vice projects. I stopped sign­ing myself up for ser­vice when the pledges ini­ti­ated so that they could all have a chance to do their hours, but when it gets to be around finals week and break, peo­ple sud­denly real­ize they are double-​booked, and then I jump in. When I’m not also pre­vi­ously engaged, anyway.

Here’s me replac­ing LB Glo­ria at KVIE:

Everyone Taking Calls Kermit Working Hard In Between Calls
Getting Close With Kermit We Raised Over $8,000! Tag! You’re It!

Then I replaced Merry at Santa For Kids:

Nhi Sponge-Painting Snowmen Jon Playing Bingo Julie Calling Bingo Shapes
Nhi Reading A Story Kids Listening Toy Truck
Teddy Bear And Frog Harry Potter Glasses They Made Us Cookies!

Then I replaced Christina Ly at ACC Senior Hol­i­day Potluck:

Cutting Up Cake Scary Cutter Holiday Flan
Ready To Pounce Hard At Work VFW 8985 Ukelele Band
We Got Fed Cleaning Up They Gave Us Candy!

Man, those were really fun projects! And we got stuff from two of them. The teacher of the Head­Start class we went to for Santa For Kids made cook­ies for all of us, and when we did the ACC Senior Hol­i­day Potluck, the coör­di­na­tor gave us Life­savers Orn-​O-​Mints for com­ing! While very cool, that does put me onto a bit of a rant. As a for­mer SVP, and just a con­cerned brother in gen­eral, it really both­ers me when I see broth­ers tak­ing things from ser­vice projects. It’s fine when it’s some­thing that was made for the pur­pose of giv­ing to vol­un­teers, but I don’t like tak­ing things, even if they are “extra,” and even if the coör­di­na­tor offers it to us. I think it speaks ill of us, and it may give peo­ple the wrong impres­sion that we do ser­vice in order to get free­bies, not to help oth­ers. I should have done more about it when I was SVP, but I didn’t. Maybe the cur­rent or the next SVPs will fix that for me.

Wait For The Wheels

Dammit, I missed yesterday’s update. I find it harder to update at my new apart­ment, since I’m right next to the liv­ing room and there­fore more eas­ily distracted.

OK, so Sat­ur­day… woke up and went to a ser­vice project I hadn’t even signed up for. It was because Peggy remem­bered sign­ing up for it, but hadn’t been con­tacted by the chair. There wasn’t much I could do about it, though, since the web­site was down, so I had no idea who the chair was, and couldn’t give them the sign-​up list even if I did know. So I just assumed no one but Peggy was going, and went with her to replace some­one. I swear, the down web­site will be the death of me.

Any­ways, the project was slow and easy. We were show­ing a designer show­case model home at $20 a per­son, and all ben­e­fits go to the Sacra­mento Children’s Home — specif­i­cally their Sacra­mento Cri­sis Nurs­eries, which are for babies who need to be taken out of trou­bled homes. Peggy got the game room and I got the garage. We just kinda stood around and told the vis­i­tors a bit about the room and where they are sup­posed to go next. Frank Fats’ fam­ily went through while we were there.

After that, we went home, and I played Utopia for a while. It’s an inter­est­ing con­cept for a web-​based game, but so freak­ing slow-​paced. From the time you sign up, you have to wait three days before you can inter­act with other play­ers. It’s def­i­nitely not like that old game I used to play fresh­man year… I think it was called “King­doms” or some­thing like that. That one was a com­bi­na­tion of real-​time and turn-​based, sim­i­lar to Fall­out Tac­tics, and the game-​play was a lot sim­plier and faster. Still, Utopia looks to be pretty fun once I really get rolling. Damn you, Thu H and Jimmy P for giv­ing me yet another online addiction!

Got caught up on my web­comics, and then it was time for Joe M’s birth­day bar­beque. Except no one was here yet. Not even Joe M. Julie C and Eddie L came over with most of the sup­plies, fol­lowed by BB and Bran­don with a few remain­ing items. Sat around a waited for a bit. Then Joe M came home.

Hey, I hear Joe M coming…”

- Me.

Hey, Fatty!”

- Vince, as Joe M came into view.

Except it wasn’t Joe M. :o ops: It was just some­one who had a sim­i­lar voice and pos­ture. He looked us funny, and we all strug­gled not to look even cra­zier by laugh­ing our heads off.

Then Joe M really came home. We could tell by the revving as he came through the Avalon entrance. Peo­ple showed up, and the party began. I grilled, and there­fore was well-​fed once again. :) The cake was good. The drinks were good. Bran­don brought a propane torch, and we had a lot of fun with it. Then inside for a lit­tle bit of Smash Bros, and Bran­don busted out the pro­jec­tor and we watched Final Fan­tasy — Advent Chil­dren on the wall of the lounge. It was amazing.

Then there was a bit more chill­ing at our place, but I was get­ting tired, so I passed out pretty early.

Circuit Breaker

I don’t think I had face-​to-​face inter­ac­tion with any­one today. :sad:

Last night, I was help­ing Peggy with some of her code on her new web­site, and after I saw her awe­some page, I was inspired to update my own site so I didn’t look so bad in com­par­i­son. Looked around at :wp: themes last night for a basic lay­out I liked, then when I woke up this morn­ing, got to work mod­i­fy­ing it.

I hope you guys like the new lay­out. I think it’s less clut­tered and eas­ier to read. Took off the stu­pid side­bar that no one really cared about. If I feel like I need to add any of those fea­tures back in, they will be sep­a­rate pages, which you can get to from the nav bar on top. I usu­ally like light text on dark back­ground, but find the new grey-​on-​white pretty easy on the eyes.

I actu­ally got so caught up in mak­ing my new lay­out that I for­got about the bur­rito I had put in the toaster, and by the time I remem­bered, while it wasn’t charred yet, it was about the crispi­ness and taste of an over­done eggroll. Sur­pris­ingly, the fill­ing was still in decent shape — despite the cheese hav­ing mys­te­ri­ously dis­ap­peared — so I did end up eat­ing it.

Helped Peggy a bit more with her site when she got back from her project. We found out she couldn’t use :wp: because her host­ing pack­age doesn’t include MySQL. :cry: After she fin­ished for the day, we just talked online for a while, then she took a nap. Talked to some other peo­ple, includ­ing Thu H, who is today’s quote.

- Me.

"I know. I wanna read more, though. Doesn't have to be about your day. Write something. Anything. More!"

- Thu H.

"What else do you want? Quotes is what I do!"

- Me.

"Make a fake entry for today, in which you write about crazy things that didn't happen, and see if anyone can tell they're fake."

- Thu H.

I'm pretty sure people know I didn't save a little girl stuck in a well with the help of my lovable collie. Or solved "The Case of the Disgusting Sneaker."

Also talked to Julie C and Debbie about Diana's birthday. Her dinner is in the Bay on Saturday, and I was signed up for a project, but I'm not sure if I'm gonna go to that anymore. At least not both shifts, because it would make me late for the dinner. As well as Debbie, Esther, and Tim H, since I guess we’re car­pool­ing. I also have no idea what to get her.

Got tired of star­ing at my screen after a while, and resist­ing the urge to make point­less changes to my site, so I went back to War­rior Élite and read some more. The book was no kinder on my eyes than my mon­i­tor was, though. Went back to chat­ting for a while.

Peggy left for ser­vice, and I started watch­ing Kage­musha, but it was really bor­ing. I’m not sure how his­tor­i­cally accu­rate it is, but it’s about feu­dal Japan and the fight to unite the coun­try, focus­ing on a par­tic­u­lar war­lord who died, but his dou­ble took over to con­tinue the fight. I tried to stick it out because I hate not fin­ish­ing movies, but ended up falling asleep with about half an hour left — out of almost three hours.

Didn’t wake back up until 2 in the morn­ing. And here I am now. I’ll prob­a­bly try to go back to sleep in a bit.

Oh, by the way, does any­one else think Peggy should turn her Blog­ger com­ments on, so we don’t have to go to Xanga to respond? Your stan­dards are too high, Peggy!