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   So today was the day that most of us celebrate the fact that one day the goddess Eostre decided it was time for some trolling IRL and turned a bird into a hare ... only it still laid eggs.
   Now Eostre being a an anglo-saxon deity, when the Catholics came and set about the mass-converting, they declared that the celebration of this actually has something (God knows what) to do with THEIR favourite demigod --a dude named "Heysuess"-- being stapled to a stick or something.
   And in an ironic twist, Easter is now frowned upon by the more anal-retentive nonchristian elements as overly christian. Its a bit like if the United States somehow remained 78% christian for the next 200 years, and then sent emigrants to the newly founded Martian colony, whereupon they tried to continue celebrating Memorial Day, but it was seen as "christian" because it came from those dang christian Americans.
   In summary, just because Christians habitually do something doesn't make it an aspect of the Christian religion -- for example let us see Christmas for what it really is, the celebration of the birth of Santa Clause -- and stop hating on holidays just because Christians are associated with them.

   Anyway, Kristy & I went to my uncle & aunt Ben & Bev's place for Easter dinner. Uncle & aunt Mike & Sherry were there, along with their childrens Sylvan & Linnea, & Bev's parents (My grandparents-in-law? what is that?). We even had a brief hunt for candy hidden in the yard & had "easter basket" cupcakes made by expert cupcake technician Kristy Heidenberger. And as we were leaving Kristy's apartment we ran into the Easter bunny -- this rabbit was just chillaxin on the lawn (to bless my spreading of the true word about Easter I believe).


Picture of the Day


Kristy, admonishing. From a batch of pictures I just rediscovered from last Fall



Previously on Emosnail
   A Week & Two Years Ago Last Thursday:
1st Day of Spring Qtr, 2004 - Taking VEN3 (Intro to Winemaking), HIS138A (Russia until 1881), HIS138C (Russia 1914 to 1990) & ECN162 (Internat'l Econ)
   A Week & Two Years Ago Last Saturday: Badly Written Front Page Articles - RECENTLY DECLASSIFIED: ASUCD President Sara Henry & sockpuppet Paloma Perez allege that Chief Justice Kris Fricke should recuse himself from Case 24 since it was filed by the Green Party. Despite the fact that Fricke is not now nor has ever been a member of the Green Party, he recuses himself to steer clear of contention. The Aggie covers this story on the front page (compare to two years later when the Chief Justice & three other high officers getting impeached doesn't get a mention anywhere), in a rather unprofessional article. In particular, statements like "it was believed the case would not be heard by the court," are made as if it were a universal belief whereas in fact its probably something the reporter only got from Sara Henry (as a consequence of an endemic authority-bias, or possibly a primacy-bias being that she talked to her first). Unfortunately the article can no longer be accessed since the Aggie has broken all past links.
   A Week & Two Years Ago Today: Medieval Warfare - More on the antics & hijinks of the ASUCD Senate regarding Case # 24 (attempts by VP Perez to stop necessary Court legislation with a minor technicality, overriden by the rest of Senate though), and more complaining about that Aggie article (since this entry was public & the other one wasn't). The reporter in question was Aimee Theron, whom we'd later find out had been intimately involved with two senators while assigned to report on ASUCD and was believed to have squashed a very major scandal story.
   Two Years Ago Last Wednesday: Easter Weekend 2004 - I mention that though Perez may have thought she was inconveniencing me the other day by not passing legislation which would have changed the method process is served for ASUCD cases, in fact she accomplished the opposite effect. Instead I am presented with directions from the bylaw which are not possible to accomplish, and so I am left to use my discretion to accomplish the task. If my legislation had passed I'd have been tied down to a very specific method. I endeavoured to do this because I believe in serving justice in ASUCD with the utmost good faith, and as such I adhered to what my proposal would have been anyway. Its just ironic that Perez thought she was spiting me when in fact she was only spiting justice. In unrelated news Kristy & I attended a party hosted by Jenn de la Vega.
   Two Years Ago Last Friday: Posh Bagel - Picture from eating with Gabi at Posh Bagel the otherday - I look like zoolander in it. And I get a DeviantArt account. It was better than other existant photo hosting services, but ultimately it was totally pwned by Flickr with its hotlinking and faster loading.
   Two Years Ago Today: Courting Justice - Defence for Cases 24 & 25 dispute jurisdiction, a special hearing on jurisdiction is scheduled.

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And it makes sense for Apartheid to go on in Davis since Davis is ethnically made up of 25% people of German and English heritage - historically two very oppressive cultures. I guess it is just in this town's genes. -RobRoy (in "Davis Apartheid")


The Journey Home - a 25 hour odyssey
I. Relatively Distracting
   I finally set off from Davis for Orange County around 5pm, Sunday. First I got gas and stopped by my aunt and uncle, Ben & Bev's place because I wanted to drop off some honey for them. Arriving there however, I find that not only are Ben & Bev there, but two other aunts/uncles (Jim & Donna and Mike & Sherry) and the four associated childrens.
   They offered me dinner but I valiantly resisted. Then I had Mike help me figure out how high the oil was on the oil-checking-thing, and he thought he smelled gas. We dismissed the concerns however and finally I set off.
II. Pleasantvilleton
   Next I drivemobiled myself down to Pleasanton, about an hour and a half south, where Miss Kristy Heidenberger was with her family. Had dinner there, Kristy made a sumptuous dessert, and I ended up spending the night on the couch there.
III. The Curse of Coalinga
   Monday (yesterday) I left there around 10am, having waited for morning traffic to disperse, and commenced driving down the central valley. As previously mentioned, the gas gauge does not work, nor does the temperature gauge, and the speedometer and odometer are not visible in the dark as their light went out...
   But it was pleasant. It remained overcast nearly the whole time, which I appreciated, and everything was green. Additionally, Kristy packed me sandwiches for lunch because she's strong sauce like that.
   Then a mile or two from Coalinga, the car died. It just kind of stopped accelerating - it decelerated at the same right regardless of whether or not my foot was on the gas. I pulled over right in front of an onramp, let it chillax for a minute or two, and then successfully reversed it up the onramp (this is in the middle of nowhere mind you, onramp leads to a two lane road with no cars on it). This being relatively successful I drove about the road up there and the car seemed to have no problems. I got back on the freeway and proceeded to Coalinga.
   Pulled in to the same station as last time and filled up with gas. Hamid, the mechanic that removed the rock from Kristy's break, thus averting our fiery death, was there, but fairly busy.
   The gas tank also appeared to be leaking (while I was at the service station talking to mum on the phone, a puddle formed under the car's gas tank), but it wasn't empty and that appears to be an unrelated problem. Recall smell of gas earlier.
   And that wasn't even the first time the car broke down there either. Once before it broke down at Coalinga with Tobin in it. Or maybe it was the other car, but either way, Coalinga appears to be cursed.
   So I set off again and aside from getting mired in rush hour traffic in LA, I arrived without further incident.
IV. Homecoming
   After being in transit for 25 hours, driving for 8, and in miserable traffic for the previous 2, I arrived home around 6pm to find no one home and all the doors locked.
   Fifteen minutes later they returned (they all scampered off to get something noterized?!), with a mushroom and olive (and other stuff) pizza. I hate olives. I loathe mushrooms.
V. Postlogue: More Crashing to Come
   Reportedly, younger brother Eric applied his vehicle to the freeway median an hour or two ago. No further word on the effects of this. Developing...


Related
   Mother's Entry on today.

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   Today Gabi ([livejournal.com profile] samedisorder) came over and we spiked my hair with Elmer's glue.
   What kind of a name is "Elmer," really?

   Otherwise I just took it easy today, and did my best not to leave my apartment for any period of time (no class today). The weather was beautiful though; all grey and damp.


   So I really like the corn chowder in the Coffee House. Its one of my favourite things -- once I've removed the tomatoes that is.
   Kristy and I have a recipe book my mother put together and looking through it we found "[Uncle] Ben's Corn Chowder," with the note "(Kris really likes this)" and I was like "oh yea! thats excellent. I'd forgotten about it." So we set about making it and indeed it was good.
   Eating dinner with Ben & Bev on Easter, I mentioned the corn chowder, to which Ben responded "oh yea.. I think I came up with that because I liked the corn chowder at the coffee house so much so I decided to try to make my own." Its all a giant circle you see.

   Incidentally, since the only chiles we could find in the grocery store were extremely mild, I had the bright idea of using jalepenos instead of mild green chiles. The resulting batch of corn chowder is MAD HOT.
   But I still love it. If you think you're hard core you should come over here and brave the killer corn chowder before I finish it (ie tomorrow evening).


   I thought I had more to say but as usual I seem to have forgotten whatever it was by this late hour that I'm writing this. Psha on that.
   I spent most of my evening reading about Russian peasant rebellions in the 17th century. This resulted in my discovery of the word jacquerie among other things.

Related
   Year Ago Today: Hardcore Show at the Hippie Cafe
      (it got unplugged and kicked out of course, damn those intolerant hippies)

Sidenote
Addendum )

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Wednesday: Last Final
   Last Wednesday (03/25/04) I had my last final, ENL113A, at 0800. It was mad easy. Then I said goodbye to Kristy, and proceeded to sleep away the rest of the afternoon.


Thursday: The Journey Home
   Thursday morning my uncle Ben gave me a ride across town to the Davis Amtrak station for my 0725 Amtrak bus to Stockton (hour & 25 minutes). Waited there for half an hour and then it was time for the four hour, 26 minute, trainride to Bakersfield. Then the funnest part [/sarcasm] two hours and twenty minutes on a bus sitting next to a crazy guy down to Los Angeles' Union Station. Fifty-five minute wait thee and then hour and three minute train ride to Irvine station. Total time: 10 hours, 47 minutes.
   No I didn't time everything, those are the official times I was given.

   That evening I just loafed about at home and took it easy.


Friday: Return to Diedrichs
   Friday afternoon I went on some adventures with Shalane ([livejournal.com profile] impotent_dream). She's been drug-free for 66 days now and its so nice to have sober Shillelagh back and I'm so happy for her.
   She's in Mexico now for the weekend.
   I really like her latest drawing Fig. S20 (apparently thats even a bad scan). Compare to pre-drugs Fig. S19.

   Then my good friend Alex called and her and her friend Oi Kelly came to visit me. Our initial plan was to stop by infamous Diedrichs off La Paz to get coffee and then come up with a new plan and have adventures elsewhere. Arriving at Diedrichs at around 9pm, we ended up staying there until about 1am.
   At first there didn't seem to be very many locals there that I knew.. just this guy Ryan who works there and Tristan.. then Croat ([livejournal.com profile] inequity) showed up, and Cool Kyle, and MtHH (who was suprisingly agreeable).
   Then, most suprising of all, my cousin Holly ([livejournal.com profile] bobolly), and her boyfriend / our longtime family friend Eric Shamay ([livejournal.com profile] shamster) showed up; apparently because they were in the area and suspected correctly that they could find me there.


   Tried this "Cisco" alcohol Croat's been raving about. Tasted like utter crap but it did give me a rather pleasent buzz with no inkling of sickness its true (going down it felt like it was gonna make me sick though). How can you be hard core drinking something strawberry flavoured though?


In Other News
   Little brother Lance Corporal Fricke was just notified that he will be sent to Iraq as early as this Wedneday.

   Mother just got a new job working in the office of the Assistant Vice Chancellor of Communications at UCI.

   Eric (Lance Corporal Fricke) had actually just started working at mother's previous place of employment, The Yarn Lady when he got notified of his immenent departure. He promptly was like "eff that!" and after a career of one day retired from the Yarn Lady.

   I used my last package of Knox Gelatine trying (rather unsuccessfully) to spike my hair on Friday. I'm now on a mission to discover a more effective way of doing it, since spiking with the gelatine is just about impossible to do alone.
   I washed out my miserable attempt at spiking with gelatine after it had been in less than three hours and tried again with this weird gel Shalane's friend gave me and it worked pretty well. I want to experiment with murrey's wax and aquanette hairspray next.. and if I get desperate maybe look into this egg white thing.


Related
   A Year Ago Today: Taco Loco, Solomite Show, Diedrichs, & Denny's
   Holly's reference to these events
   Eric's reference to these events

Related

Feb. 17th, 2004 01:48 am
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Sterling Suxors
   Last night the fire alarm went off again at Kristy's complex, Sterling, and proceeded to go off for quite some time. I think this is at least the third time in the last six months I've been there when the alarm went off, and I distinctly remember it going off for 40 minutes straight one evening. Now I've lived in The Trees for a year and a half now, and NOT ONCE has the alarm gone off here. Reason #513 why Sterling is a sucky place to live full of immature people.
   The alarm went off about as often back when I was in the dorms, but THERE they always managed to shut it off within ten minutes TOPS.


Auntie Bev & Uncle Ben
   Yes the name similarity is as bad as say... "Kris & Kristy." Ben & Bev are one of two sets of aunt/uncles I have in town here. They live on J Street. On Thursday Kristy and I had dinner at their place. On Saturday I stopped by there to borrow two wineglasses and a corkscrew for the vday plans. Today (Monday) I stopped by to return the wineglasses, and ask for help understanding "chi squared," a statistical technique which will be on my test tomorrow. While an employee of some sustainable agriculture part of the University (That keeps the agricultural industry informed of our latest revelations here at Davis or something I think), Aunt Bev is also a stats grad student on campus.
   This story has no further point. Ben & Bev are excellent however. And damn can they make a delicious Thai dish.


Picture of the Day


Kristy & Kris
Last Thursday, With Cat Margarite
© Bev Ransom 2004



Related
   One Year Ago Today: I go on a date with Antoinette and speculate that Fuzios Firecracker Pork Fusilli is "the best dish EVER, ANYWHERE"


Unrelated
   Today's Strong Bad Email was excellent.

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Tear Gas & Thai Food
   Friday evening Kristy and I decide to go investigate the restaurant Thai Recipes. Last time they (she and all the usual people.. yea.. I was busy though d= ) went to Thai Recipes they apparently had a malevolent troll of a waitress, but they were a big group so the waitress may have been misbehaving just cause she knew she was gonna get her tip anyway.. on any account we were feeling adventurous and decided to give it another investigation.
   Firstly however, since parking is crazy difficult in Davis, we parked behind Fuzios and those places.. and walking past the front of Fuzios ran right into my Uncle Ben and Auntie Bev. That was crazy sauce.
   Anyway, for my $8+ I got a highly unsatisfactory amount of food. It was good but hellllla small.. like Fuzios portions are ginormous in comparision (Fuzios = weaksauce portions itself). Comparing it to Sophia's Thai restaurant, the food was much better (Sophia's quality I would definitely rate as weaksauce), but the free refills on Thai Iced Tea at Sophia's and the fact that I only needed to eat three people's meals to feel content puts Sophia's definitely in the lead. I think there might be at least one more Thai restaurant in town though so next time I'm goin out to eat I guess I'll investigate that one (Thai Nakorn?).

   Back at Kristy's apartment complex... well Kwisty lives in "Stirling University Something", commonly known as "Stirling," or "Starlington." "Arlington" you see is the infamous party crazed apartment complex (affectionately known as "the second year dorms," because while only first years live in dorms here I guess Arlington had a notoriously high level of second years), but I believe Arlington has calmed down a bit lately.. anyway I've never seen it at all like Starlington was Friday night.. which brings us back to Starlington:
   ...so I leave Kwisty's apt at like 1am to get a CD out of her car... first of all the hallway is totally filled with smoke or fog or some kind of thick white obscurant which has reduced visibility to about ten feet, and when inhaled causes severe caughing. I suspect either (A) someone exploded a fire extinguisher or (B) the police broke up a party using teargas.
   Anyway music with extremely heavy bass premeated the entire building, and the sounds of raging partying similarly seemed to come from no specific direction but oozed from the walls in every direction.. exiting the tear-gas filled hallway one was met with a sight that confirmed that indeed people were partying all over the place. Like.. whoa.


The Sacred Order of Kadafi
   Saturday all day we had our Model United Nations mock-conference (isn't that redundant?). Just the people from our school, which amazingly numbered about 40+. I was a bit sceptical at first but it turned out okay I think. I guest-spoke in World Health Organization on the topic of AIDS/HIV as Libya, informing everyone, as is official Libyan policy, that HIV is an evil American conspiracy designed to make the rest of the world dependant on US pharmaceuticals (also since the US insisted that AIDS prevention education was key, I declared that they were also using it as a way to "impose their craven and depraved American morality on the rest of the world." After this speech committee broke down for a short time while people asked questions such as "does he ALWAYS speak like that??" such sauce.
   Back in my own beloved committee, DISC (we only ran two committees), I also spoke as Libya, urging everyone that arms control is complete bollocks, but not in those words. Cuba in DISC actually was arguing for the same saucey policy, against everyone else, and I saw to it that he got the "Spirit of Libya" award (which of course I made up for the occasion).

   That evening Kristy and I went over to Sloshie's, where of course drinking abounded.


ASUCD Intrigue, As Usual
   Today during Entertainment Council meeting I mentioned that ASUCD Senator Lydiana Alfaro had firmly blamed and condemned Ent.Con. for the Taking Back Sunday Incident, saying during last weeks Senate meeting that EntCon had been explicitly told by the LGBT not to proceed with the show.. the exact opposite of what I had heard. The EntCon staff unanymously declared that Senator Alfaro gets no more favors, and is now persona non grata to the EntCon. Ah campus drama.. ah the many interesting revelations of my ten minutes of attendance at last weeks Senate meeting.

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   Monday was the first day of the quarter, and already my life is hellish busy. Good times. Got like two hours of sleep Sunday night between working on numerous things. Proceeded to fall asleep in my english class.

   I'm waitlisted for half my classes, but right now I am signed up for: RUS3 (Russian), ENL5F (Introduction to writing fiction), HIS131C (History 1650-1800, "Ancient Regime"), and COM6 (Myths and Legends). I'm waitlisted number two in ENL5F, and two people currently enrolled didn't show up on monday.. so hopefully that'll work out. The teacher is an uber-hippie. Her name is "Eve Imagine," needless to say thats neither her nor her husbands original last name. She repeatedly referred to herself as an "artist," which I thought was a bit.. pretentious. I mean who asserts that they ARE an artist, REPEATEDLY. So yea.. I found myself trying to do a psychological breakdown of her, in what she said about her life it became quite apparent that it was of overriding importance to her that everyone recognize her as an artist and the perfection of bohemian ideals.. so I was trying to figure out what specific inadequacy or type of incident could lead one to have such monomania.
   Which isn't to say I don't like her. I think it looks like the class should be interesting.

   I'm waitlisted number seven in HIS131C. So I don't know if thats gonna work out. I have that class for the first time today (and COM6 as well). So we'll see how those work out.

   And Russian class of course is like being in high school: its the same people every quarter, just a new room.


   Between my classes yesterday I showed my mom around campus a bit. I wanted her to try a COHO burrito but she wasn't hungry enough, maybe today she will. I then slept for about three hours in the afternoon, being dead tired; but had to get up at seven (pm) to go to the "MUNSEC" meeting (Em Eu En Secretariat meeting). We had to juggle the car, as mother is still using it primarily, and she's staying with the aunt and uncle. So she drove over to my place, we drove back to Ben & Bev's, dropped her off, I drove to the meeting... repeated in reverse order thereafter.


   Finally checked my grades from last quarter. Having had no books save one reader, not taken ANY notes in class, and not studied for any tests save the finals, I got straight Bs. Yes I'm awesome!


   The Dominion of Blehtahepdakorum is now classified as a "Corporate Police State." Go figure. My environmental standards are still "stunning" though so.. whatever.

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