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Name: Chau
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Birthday: 10/14/1981
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Monday, May 09, 2005

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Back In The Day

So me n my friend Mike were recounting our childhood...

Just to give you guys a little background, we grew up together in an apartment complex called Crandall Apartments. Crandall Apartments is a Section 8 housing complex, right smack dab in the middle of Linda Vista (definitely not an affluent community of San Diego).

I don't think we had a normal upbringing by any stretch of the imagination... I imagine that kids that grow up in houses didn't have nearly the amount of childhood buddies that we did. I see kids around my house now playing with each other, and there's like five to ten kids running around. I tell you, in Crandall, we rolled like twenty to forty kids deep.

Anyways, the crazy part about our community was that it is just that. It was a community in the truest sense of the word. Crandall was like an oasis in the desert. So what's the point of this xanga? I guess I was feelin' like a little back in the day café and decided to reminisce... So on to the fun stuff...

In Crandall, we weren't allowed to have pets (at least beyond a fish tank or birds), so no dogs and cats were allowed. What did this mean to us? It meant we were scared silly of dogs. So one day, there must have been like thirty of us runnin' around the complex and all of a sudden this little dog (seriously, it must have been a hair bigger than a terrier or something) comes in, and starts chasing us all over the place...

So here we are, a bunch of dumb kids, running around the apartment complex, and we run into the laundry room... I jump onto one of the folding tables, my friend Mike jumps on the washers, and the kids start piling in... anyways, my friend John John jumps on the other folding table, and there's this kid that was slower... Biniyum... he jumps up and John John goes "NO YOU DON'T!" and pushes this dude back on the ground.

The dog bites his pant leg, and he's like dragging it around the laundry room, and we just run out and start laughing like lunatics! I swear, we were the dumbest kids and always doing the dumbest things. It's a wonder that none of us were killed or seriously injured with all this stuff...

But growing up wasn't all fun and games, there was also a good deal of crime, drugs, and violence in front of our faces all the time. The funny thing about it is, the brunt of all this escaped us in Crandall. There was this special bond in that place, and it is illustrated no better than this next story.

My friend's mom's car was about to get broken into, and this guy (whom we barely knew) walked up to them and scared 'em off. The crazy part was that we didn't even really know the guy. He was just a fellow member of our community, and he even told my friend's mom about the incident.

Another example of how tite our bond is was shown to Mike and I one night when we decided to go visit our old stomping grounds. It must've been like two in the morning. Anyways, these two old ladies, who've been sittin' on their porch smoking cigarettes and drinkin' coffee since I can remember, were still there, still smoking, still drinkin', still talking. 2 o'clock in the morning, two Asian dudes walking through a place we had no business being in, and they actually remembered exactly who we were.

Anyways, I'm tired, it's been a long weekend, and I'm sure this makes sense to no one but me and my fellow Crandall heads, so I'm out like trout...

Anyways, I'm probably rambling, I'm really tired.


Thursday, April 14, 2005

Songs to get down to...

So I was reading my buddy Aaron's  Xanga, and he had a listing of all time depressing songs... Don't worry loyal fans, this one is all about those old school songs, the songs that you love but may not know! Never fear, this eclectic collection is sure to bring a smile to anybody's face, and put you in the mood with your significant other...

1. Nu Shooz - I Can't Wait

2. Raydio - Can't Change That

3. Bobby Brown - Rock Wit'Cha

4. The System - Don't Disturb This Groove

5. David Grant and Jaki Graham - Could It Be I'm Falling In Love

6. Michael Jackson - Lady In My Life or Rock With You (either or)

7. Ready For The World - Let Me Love You Down

8. Full Force - Tender Love

9. Al Green - Let's Stay Together

10. And of course... Heatwave - Always And Forever...

I've left off some of the more popular recordings, as everyone knows about these... what I've managed to include on this short, albeit sweet, playlist are songs that I think most of us have either never heard of, or forgotten about. As a simple matter of fact, I think we could also rename this the Oh Sh!t list, because I think a lot of you and yours will say that when hearing a song on this list for the first time in years, and quite possibly ever.

Any songs you think I forgot? Or think I should add on? Part 2 is coming soon, so let me know what I should drop on it! And who knows, maybe you'll hear some of your songs on Saturday mornings, from 11AM-2PM on THE MORNING AFTER SHOW

(Sorry guys, shameless plug right there!)


Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Gym Etiquette 101

Now, I was once employed by 24 Hour Fitness as a "Fitness Counselor". That's right, I was that annoying guy that would call you and hound you until you got a membership or changed your phone number. I worked in a part of San Diego that can only be referred to as old money.

As we all know, wealth brings with it some eccentricities (i.e. 50 Cent rollin' down the freeway in an Escalade, with aftermarket Lamborghini doors WIDE open in the new Game video for "How We Do"). While it seems that new money brings with it quite an affinity for the finer (read: stranger) things in life, I have observed that old money brings with it odd behavior.

Now while working at 24 Hour Fitness, I noticed a lot of older men would just stand around for quite a bit in the locker room/bathroom area. Now, I thought that maybe these rich old men just stand there rather casually becuase it's an old money thing.

Unfortunately, this fondness for absolute nakedness runs much deeper than that. Down around where I live, it is much less affluent and there's a lot more blue collar down here. Unfortunately, harder working men seem to also enjoy nudity quite a bit.

I must tell you guys that there isn't anything quite as disturbing as walking into a sauna or a locker room and seeing a butt naked white man in his mid-40's. What is so wrong about a towel? Why must one decide to dry himself off without the aid of a towel, and just stand there stark naked in the middle of the locker room, one foot on the floor, the other propped up on the bench, talking nonchalantly.

The gym is a place where one is supposed to work out and go home. Shower if you must, but please don't rock out with your c*ck out.


Thursday, April 01, 2004

Yo check out this zany brainy conversation my friend had with another friend of ours via AIM:

********** (9:49:17 PM): civics can never go wrong with the ladies!
**********(9:49:30 PM): im happy for ya?
**********(9:49:32 PM): !
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (9:49:32 PM): Oh i did not get it for the ladies
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(9:49:38 PM): i dont care about girls
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(9:49:44 PM): i have no money now
**********(9:50:00 PM): thats a very homosexual thing to say carl
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(9:50:30 PM): yeah i know but im tired of girls i dont want to see any either

All screen names depicted in the prior conversation were censored with the interest of protecting the involved persons...

Let me also say that there is nothing wrong with homosexuals, by the way.

Oh the humanity!


Wednesday, March 24, 2004

Man... this whole OutKast thing has finally gone too far!

So I walk into the living room today to watch some TV, and my parents are singing "The Way You Move"...

MY PARENTS! Well, if 'Kast has my parents listening to hip-hop, that shows you how big they are



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