The Agrinautica

   As previously noted, yesterday was the one year anniversery of me turning 21. It also incidentally was my 22nd birthday.


Thai Bistro
   A bunch of us went to Thai Bistro for dinner. Kristy and I were late due to the impossibility of finding parking in downtown davis, so we missed Lamar Heystek, but he left a bottle of vodka for me with my friends (dutch vodka of course).
   Anyway, I was a bit concerned because both livinsmall and obisan69 had reported unsatisfactory experiences with Thai Bistro (former, latter). The service however was completely adequate and the food delicious. I got this red curry + bamboo shoots + basil + jalepenos dish and it was extremely scrumptious (I think it might have been called "Dai kang?").


   Neither Adrian nor Jill had had Thai food before and they both loved it. In addition to the aforementioned, we also had in attendance little Christie, Courtney Caruso (deaconfrost224) , one of my good friends from freshman year who I haven't kept in touch with so much recently, Ben, and of course Kristy.

   After eating, we all (minus Courtney) went to Kristy's to partake in her mad skillz at making cake & tiramisu (we had both actually because Kristy is excellent). Then Adrian and Jill suddenly both had to go home around 10pm (::caugh::tomakeout::caugh::) and the rest of us just hung out and talked for a long time.

   Kristy got me a flogging molly shirt and a strongsauce belt. ijockherso.


Completely Unrelated
   Strongsauce pictures - I found this site the other day while idly plugging things into google and seeing what came up, specifically that one was a result of the word "shipwreck." The first word I tried was "hind" by which I mean the beautiful russian MI-24 helicoptor, and I mention this random tangent because we were watching Firefly today and there was an ambulance shuttle / hovering vehicle / thing that was TOTALLY made from a Hind frame and I was loving it.

Saturday
   On Saturday Kristy and I went in to Sacremento because she needed pink hairdye from arden faire mall. Sacremento freeways really are the most confusing road system I have ever seen.

   While we're headed down an escalater I notice a guy at the bottem with a hand-held video camera videoing us coming down the escalator. I figure he's videoing the escalator traffic for god knows what reason and act like I don't notice. Then after we've reached the bottem and walked fifty feet, I turn around and see the camera is STILL pointed directly at US. Freakish.

   Also I observed once again something I'd already noted on a number of previous occasions; when I had huge muttonchops whenever I met someone else who did we would nod at eachother like "nice muttonchops," but whenever I meet some random guy with a mohawk we are more likely to squint suspiciously at eachother.

   Saturday night Kristy and I stopped by the party at the Loyola House, but there were (no longer?) any bands playing, no generally available alcohol, and no bonfire. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure it was an awesome party, parties there always are, but Kristy and I only had a 40 of steel between us. I offered it to Kristy which apparently impressed her greatly since she knows what a sacrifice I'd be making, but in the end we opted to roam elsewhere.


Sunday
   Sunday was Christie's b-day, so we ate with all her friends at Woodstocks Pizza (where I ate most of a large pizza), and then went back to her place in the colleges (same apartment we always go to in the colleges). After having just one beer (actually some drink the bought en mass from the dollar store!), I began to feel extremely sick.. specifically like I was way way way too full. I think it made the pizza expand or something.


Monday
   I try to keep my computer free of computer games out of fear they will steal all my time away. In a moment of weakness I downloaded Civilization III however. It appears to be every bit as excellent as I'd hoped. Now I fear for my life.


Other
   It has come to my attention that a number of persons believe in a false method of shaking their fists, one that involved moving the wrist but not the arm. This limp-wristed method is clearly false and to be avoided.

   Tomorrow, the 20th of this month, is the one year anniversery of the existence of this livejournal. Specifically tomorrow at 19:28:20.

   I'd like to officially inaugerate also the planning of my birthday party 2004, which will be in the general area of May 14th. No plans have been made yet, but need to find a place to have it and bands to play it, so tell your friends.


Quotes
"Unlike the California College Republicans, Dugas For Congress is a reputable organization.... please stop laughing congressman!" -George Andrews,campaign director for Dugas For Congress (Mike Dugas is a UCD Grad student and the sole republican candidate for his state congressional district)


Picture of the Day

Candidate Dugas gesticulates on the quad
UC Davis, California
© Kris Fricke 2002

FRIDAY NIGHT
   So Friday night I made some calls, but being the not very cool person that I am and lacking my main connection with 98% of the people I know (the internet, AOL IM specifically), I couldn't drum anything up and eventually resolved to study till round 6am and then get plastered by myself and sleep through the day.
   No sooner had I left my apartment to go get myself some steel reserve, but who should call me but comrade Bree (badbree), saying I should join them all. So it sounds like a better plan than my previous. I proceed to Aggie Liquor first however, where they scrutinized my ID, asked me if that really was my signature, asked me my birthday, and finally settled the matter by swiping it in their little machine, which no doubt caused my secret file deep in the government archives to be updated with my latest alcohol preferences.
   Then I was off to Body-Part Drive where in the middle of a maze of bleak warehouses I found hella people crowded into a rocknasium, but not before Courtney (lilmisscourty) did her best to get me lost (whereupon I'd of course be dismembered and placed on the curb in tupper-ware for the trashman to pick up, as is the tendency on Body-Part Drive).
   Needless to say shortly after I arrived there everyone fled, so next we went to AEPi, the jewish fraternity. There I hung out with my friend Bryce Kuklok. Now let me tell you about my friend Bryce. Bryce is catholic. Bryce is the founder of the Agnostic and Atheist Student Association here at Davis (which (A) I am now the president of and (B) we actually have a table for Activities Faire on Wednesday AND (C) I finally got the banner from Bryce.. but I digress). Bryce is a member of AEPi, the Jewish fraternity. Bryce is a weird guy. He's also majoring in International Relations, Peace and Security, same as me.
   At some point a drunk frat guy (and I have to say, I don't believe "drunk frat guy" is nearly the malevolent connotation it usually is when it is said in reference to AEPi) declared that anyone who drove on a Del Taco run he'd buy food for. So of course Bryce immediately volunteered and proceeded to take advantage of the situation as much as possible, ordering several orders of chili cheese fries all of which the other guy paid for. Ah he makes me proud.


SATURDAY NIGHT
   Saturday night was Sashie (slosha)'s birthday party, an event that warranted a keg. The party was.... very interesting. Yes. ::awkward silence::
   Suffice it to say people were dancing in ways that would get them arrested if they did it in public. I mean much more-so than your average party.
   Every single person asked me where Kristy (basicallyasap) was. She was back home in p-town where her parents were holding her hostage at the time.
   My friend Joe was also having a party in the same apartment complex (La Salle), so I went looking for that party as well. First I stopped by Apt # 220, where there were three sorority girls WEARING TOGAS, no joke. Then I eventually found the party at #120. It wasn't really very exciting so I just wrote on Mike Cuddy, who was passed out at the time, with my sharpie and returned to Sloshie's. My friend Azver made an appearance, and then later so did a bunch of the local punk rock kids; Zane, Sachi (soccermomxcore), Don (dysfunk408), Alex (from KYD), and a few others. Apparently they just happened along and saw the party going on. Me: "who do you know here?" Zane: "ummm.... you."
   Bree, Courtney and Christie and them were of course there at first, but later-on apparently decided to leave and go to the AGR fraternity, where apparently some random drunk guy decided to start punching Bree's friend Amy. Whats with the violence here? I heard a similar story I think last week.. some dude just came up to someone's friend outside a frat house and started punching them for no reason. I bet its the local kids.


Entertainment Council
   I stopped by the Entertainment Council office because they had summoned me to submit to them the hours that they may own my soul tomarrow to help for the Primus concert. They staff there had spent all day dealing with red tape apparently, and at the time were trying to get an alcohol permit because the band had a handle of vodka, a case of beer, and a bottle of wine, which they intended to consume during the show. Also the band apparently has its own cook, so arrangements needed to be made to allow the fire dept to inspect the cooking set up they were going to have.

   Rancid comes here on the 5th of November. I very much look forward to meeting them.