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Browsers
Posted Oct 24, 2000
Browsers suck, especially this one. I always end up posting something more than once when I don't mean to.
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Back in San Diego
Posted Oct 24, 2000
San Diego is nice, albiet expensive. I believe a person pays more for the weather than the living accomodations that are available to the average wage earner. There also seems to be an overabundance of palm trees (which are also watching me, I know who you are, you can't hide it you evil trees) and really nice cars. If a person were to stroll around the downtown area, they would find the usual sights. Bars packed with women, both beautiful and ugly, bums begging for change, a mall, the ever present Hard Rock cafe (Which I've noticed seems to be just about everywhere I go. No really! Even overseas!), and more bars. I really can't remember much more than the bars, but I'm sure there were a quite a few tattoo shops and more bars.
San Diego's main attraction seems to be the beaches. Overcrowded in the summertime and just plain crowded in the off season. It was especially bad when MTV was doing their little SoCal summer deal here. San Diego also has it's fair share of clubs. A guy can't club hop all night and not worry about seeing the same person that he may have seen earlier. All in all, it's a nice place to visit (which I'm not doing), but I wouldn't want to live here (which, unfortunately, I do).
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Back in San Diego
Posted Oct 24, 2000
San Diego is nice, albiet expensive. I believe a person pays more for the weather than the living accomodations that are available to the average wage earner. There also seems to be an overabundance of palm trees (which are also watching me, I know who you are, you can't hide it you evil trees) and really nice cars. If a person were to stroll around the downtown area, they would find the usual sights. Bars packed with women, both beautiful and ugly, bums begging for change, a mall, the ever present Hard Rock cafe (Which I've noticed seems to be just about everywhere I go. No really! Even overseas!), and more bars. I really can't remember much more than the bars, but I'm sure there were a quite a few tattoo shops and more bars.
San Diego's main attraction seems to be the beaches. Overcrowded in the summertime and just plain crowded in the off season. It was especially bad when MTV was doing their little SoCal summer deal here. San Diego also has it's fair share of clubs. A guy can't club hop all night and not worry about seeing the same person that he may have seen earlier. All in all, it's a nice place to visit (which I'm not doing), but I wouldn't want to live here (which, unfortunately, I do).
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Canada
Posted Oct 23, 2000
Shortly before I learned about this site, I had just returned from Canada. Being a Native Nevadan, living a sheltered landlocked life, I was at first curious about all the green things sticking up everywhere. After inquiring a shipmate as to what they were, I was informed that they were "trees." What are these trees? What purpose do they serve? Why are they there? After much deliberating, I soon came to the conclusion that they were there to watch me and report back to their leader, who we shall call the "Tree King Supreme," all my movements and actions.
It was after I came to this conclusion that I decided that they must all be destroyed. I went into town and tried to find the nearest hardware store. Alas, my meager funds weren't enough to buy a the most effective weapon to use against these "trees." After the salesman refused to sell me a "tree devastating circular action gas powered sword," otherwise known as a "chainsaw," he proceeded to sell me the next best thing. . .a wooden bat. It turns out that there are a lot of things made out of these "trees." So I decided to try to use the bat to destroy these "trees" one at a time. A kind of poetic justice, being destroyed by something that you helped create. Unfortunately, after several handjarring whacks to the first "tree," my bat broke. I then proceeded to try to stab the tree to death with the stub. That's when the "tree" defended itself and dropped a pinecone on my head. My futile attempts to stab it to death ultimately ended up unsuccessful so I gave up and went to the nearest bar, which was also made of wood, to relax and contemplate my strategy in this war against "trees." After several pints of ale, I decided that the best strategy against these "trees" was to use their own tactics against them.
So this is my warning, you foul many-leafed beasts. I'm watching you. Every move you make and every word you utter is going to get reported. So, watch you back, because if you don't, I'll be doing it for you.
Actually, all in all, Canada was beautiful. The people were nice and the greenery was pleasing to the eye. Even the bums on the street were polite ("excuse me, sir, if I may have a moment of your time. . ."), unlike Los Angeles ("Is that all you have??"). I was impressed and I had a lot of fun. Unfortunately, I didn't make it too far out of the bar to see many sights or get many pictures. Alas, maybe next time. 
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