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October 2, 2006

my color-blind dad

My dad is borderline color-blind. Red stoplights took yellow. Yellow looks orange. Purple looks green. And greens, unfortunately, look blue. So when I called my dad yesterday to ask about loctite to use on the threads of my bike’s self-loosening chainring bolts, I should have known what to ask. The conversation went:

Particleman: Do you know what loctite is?
Dad: Of course.
P: Do you have any?
Dad: Yeah, in the garage. Above the workbench on a shelf in a red bottle.
P: Red? Ok. But what color is the loctite? It comes in different colors with different bonding strengths, green, red, and blue. I need blue.
Dad: Yeah, the bottle is red but the fluid is blue.
P: Thanks. I’m borrowing it. Some bolts on my bike are coming loose.
Dad: Ok.

What color does the fluid look to you?

Moonlight Ramble 2006

Last year at about this time I did a bike ride called the Moonlight Ramble with my friend Kevin. We decided to make an annual event and did it again this year, though I had to forego a big law school party that all of my friends hassled me about skipping. Sorry guys, I’m a cyclist first and drunk second!

The night actually did start out with some partying. It is Halloween, of course, and there’s nothing better than riding your bike on a few beers (don’t tell the State Bar I said that). I live in a garage apartment and the people that live in the duplex in front of me threw a Halloween party. They’re a young, recently married couple and we get along well, so I was happy to represent. I got suited up in a Hebrew Hammer outfit and John went the “Jiffy Lube Mechanic” route. Somehow there are no pictures of us which is a shame. Someone thought I was Matisyahu

Kevin showed up at 1:00 and we left for the bike ride, after which I heard John took control of the stereo at the party and rocked everyone’s world.

The bike ride was a lot more crowded than I remember. A staffer told me there were 2,000 people. That’s quite a few crazies on their bikes at two o’clock in the morning. And again, there were some people in costumes. Pirates, clowns, knights, and a husband-wife “The Incredibles” duo. The weather was perfect – 54 and clear.

I’ll be in Dallas this time next year, but I’m definitely driving down to do this ride again. Good times.

Flickr photos here.

October 5, 2006

yeah yeah yeahs

Saw the Yeah Yeah Yeahs Sunday night. Since I wasn’t feeling all that well and John wanted to watch the Cardinals game, we decided to skip the opening acts and only see YYYs. We guessed that 10 pm was a safe bet, and we got there at a few minutes after 10, and they had just taken the stage and started the first song. The timing couldn’t have been better, though we did have to stand at the back of the crowd. (This is where being tall comes in handy).

Karen O. is a nutcase. Lots and lots of energy. She was theatrical and dramatic. She had masks and costume hats and Stevie Nicks-esque capes and other flowy fabrics. The other members did the music dude thing and kind of hung around. The music did sound a little muddled at times. They could have done a better job refining their live sound. My main complaint is with the vocals – she was entirely too hard to hear above the drums and guitars.

Also, to my surprise, they didn’t play Way Out off the new album, which is the song I wanted to hear above all others. It reminded me of when I saw Radiohead on their OK Computer tour and they didn’t play Electioneering, which was of course the only “rock” song on that record. I guess they were too cool to play any rock songs amidst a set of spacey quasi-electronic numbers.

Here are some pictures I lifted off flickr. Yes, I realize they’re all of the singer. The guys in the band weren’t that exciting.

October 6, 2006

cholesterol update, please

Some time ago, Skorloff was pinch-blogging for me while I was sick with mono or cramming for finals or lord knows what. He posted a most entertaining post about his off-the-charts cholesterol levels and his switch to a vegetarian diet. I’d like to find out how that vegetarian thing is going, and if he's lost more cholesterol points than the equivalent of one slice of bacon.

the annoying table

There’s always one table at a restaurant occupied by a group of annoying adults celebrating someone’s birthday. Last night, I was one of three guys at a birthday party that gave our table the “annoying” status. It was awesome. The three of us ordered round of sake after round of sake and every time we had a glass, we’d announce as loud as possible, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH!!!!!!” and take the shot of sake. We drew a lot of smiles from our table of 16.

How many shots of sake did we take? I don’t remember. All I know is that between the three of us, we went through five jars of sake.

change is good

Every now and then, we at particleman.org like to strip things down. It was time to simplify and we were tired of looking at the tried and true old page. We used the basic elements contributed by our friend Chris Sandoval in his original design from 2003. Was it that long ago? Yes, it was. Hence all the more reason for a facelift.

The new theme here is “less is more,” “simpler is better,” “we’re lazy and less code equates to less work.” Nothing else should have changed. We still take bad jokes too far and ignore the laws of tact. You’ll hopefully like the new page as much as the old one. And if you didn’t like the old one, too bad, we never cared. And if you don’t like this one, also too bad, because it’s on the cutting edge of technology. I mean, check it out, that’s HTML back there. There might even be a style sheet.

Keep in mind the site is still in a transitory state and some pages might retain the old look for a little while. No no, let’s not call it the “old” look. “Legacy” sounds so much better.

October 8, 2006

ride your bike at 2 am. live on the edge.

Like bikes? Like staying up late? Some friends and I are doing the Moonlight Ramble on Sunday, October 29th, at 2 am. Some people wear costumes. Some mount radios to their bikes. Some pull kids (or pets) in bike carriers. BikeHouston puts the event together and has the streets closed off for the cyclists. The approximate route, from what I remember, takes the riders from The George R. Brown to Midtown, past The Summit (or whatever it’s called these days), up Westpark, through the Galleria area, down Allen Parkway, and back to the GRB. There is an eight mile route and a 20-miler. The 20 miles goes by quickly though and I think anyone can do it. It’s not a race – it’s just a ride. The idea is to get out in the cool October air and pedal.

Last year I wore my usual bike get-up but this year I think I’m going to have get a little more creative.

If you’re interested, register before October 15th and pay the $20. It goes up to $25 after the 15th.

that's quite a story

A group of Israeli college students are traveling the country speaking at schools about what has been going on in Israel and the Jewish Law Students Association at school invited them to speak. One of them immigrated to Israel from Ethiopia with his family when he was seven months old. His story was amazing. I knew about the Ethiopian Jews but I never heard first-hand about an Ethiopian Jew’s experience.

He is the youngest in a 12-child family, which is considered small by Ethiopian standards. Twenty kids is not uncommon. His father is 90-something years old and his mom is 60-something. He is 27. One day in 1980, his father decided they should move to Israel to escape the dictatorship in Ethiopia. So they left everything behind – all possessions, their home, their livestock, their land – and walked to a town in Sudan where they could find transport to Israel. The walk was 300 miles. For perspective, that’s 60 miles longer than walking from Houston to Dallas, in African (maybe like Texan?) heat. It took them three months with a family of 14.

Once there, they stayed in a small apartment with three other families of like size and could not leave very often because Sudan is a Muslim country, and his family ate only Kosher food. They could not risk being seen looking for Kosher foods (if it could be found at all). They got word from the Mossad, the Israeli version of the CIA, that transport could be arranged for them to Israel via Greece.

He was obviously too young to remember any of this, but his father had never before seen a White Jew, let alone a White man, so he expected all of the Jews in Israel – including the Mossad agents helping them – to be Black, or at least dark-skinned. He did not know that Jews were living in all parts of the world and look like, well, all parts of the world. So when he saw the Mossad agents and all the White people in Israel, he though they had been taken to the wrong country.

This story must have repeated itself for thousands upon thousands of Ethiopian families. The students also described the racism in Israel as less color-based, as it is here, and more cultural-based. If people with dark skin are discriminated against, it is less for their color than for their heritage or nationality. One of the students described her surprise at the kind of racism we have in America. She couldn’t understand how color could be the basis for discrimination.

All three students served in the Israeli Army and one was called from reserves to serve in the recent war with Hezbollah. All of their stories were amazing. One, born in England, made the decision to move to Israel when he was 18 and never looked back. His accent was most perplexing – English, Israeli, or both? Both. In America, we say “um” when we’re thinking of what to say. In Israel, they say “em.” He said “em,” but with an English accent. Awesome.

As for where the Ethiopian Jews (aka Beta Israel) come from, there are four theories:

1. The Beta Israel may be the lost Israelite tribe of Dan.
2. They may be descendants of Menelik I, son of King Solomon and Queen Sheba.
3. They may be descendants of Ethiopian Christians and pagans who converted to Judaism centuries ago.
4. They may be descendants of Jews who fled Israel for Egypt after the destruction of the First Temple in 586 BCE and eventually settled in Ethiopia.

October 9, 2006

i found my dream job

I need to be a Non-Expert as featured on The Morning News:

“Experts answer what they know. The Non-Expert answers anything.”

I could write that column every day of my life and be happy. Check out the latest installment.

best costume ever?

Ashley and JR concocted what is probably the coolest two-person costume. They created a -

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And you can see the pictures it (they?) took here.

October 10, 2006

what? what? 27?

Twenty-seven years ago today this world was first graced with the glory that is me. Congrats World and Happy Birthday me!

contact form

I just realized that the contact form at the bottom of this page and on the about page doesn’t work. You can enter your name, email, and message, and press the button, but I never get your message. I tested it out twice last night and, while it’s supposed to send me an email, I didn’t get anything. No email. No message. Apologies to those of you who tried to use it in the past and never got a response from me. I promise I’m not an asshole. I didn’t ignore you. The form (along with my comments) broke when I changed servers in May. Let’s see if can’t fix it.

In other news, I took one of the Danish exchange students out to get sushi with Heather last night, and then we got beers with my old roomie. She had a great time. I’m so glad my friends came out. I think the best part was when Heather and I asked her how she and the rest of Denmark feel about W. She was a little hesitant at first but came clean when Heather and I told her she was probably with the two best people with which to discuss W’s shortcomings. Good times.

And then at the pub, former roomie and I got the true story of how one Danish motorcycle gang fired a rocket at a rival motorcycle gang. Not a pistol. Not some semi-automatic thing. Not even a grenade. (Do gangs use grenades?) And how many years did the guy who fired the rocket get? Sixteen. Sixteen years for firing a rocket at people!!!

addendum: i found a news clipping. the end of this article says:

In Denmark, Sweden and Norway, the two sides deployed rocket-propelled anti-tank grenades and AK-47 assault rifles in their battles.

i'm not ethical

I just took twenty practice questions for an ethics exam that every lawyer must pass. The test is on Saturday. Out of the twenty questions I took, I ONLY GOT ELEVEN RIGHT. Either I’m stupid or completely unethical.

damn you, nice weather

I spent yesterday enjoying the cool breeze and warm sun. Today, my allergies are kicking the shit out of me. Why oh why was I blessed with my mom’s allergies. Notice there is no question mark there. It’s more of a lament than a question. Oh, OH, did I mention that I have tickets to see the Yeah Yeah Yeahs tonight? I do. And I’m going, even though my nose is a sorry excuse for a leaky faucet and I’m so medicate I can hardly complete a coherent sentence.

October 11, 2006

dance floor nookie

I love it when you’re out dancing with a group of friends and the dance floor is so crowded that you bump into a couple dancing and turn around to find them mugging down while his hands are exploring various intimate areas of her person. No problemo, I think we’ve all been there, right? But when their bodies coated in love-sweat keep bumping into you, it’s about that time when one of your friends says, "Yeah, looks like we’re caught in the middle of a porn."

Dallas was fun. I think I scored on the dance floor.

October 12, 2006

two things

1. Whenever I get into a relationship – which is not that often – I use the six month anniversary as the point when I “take stock.” Am I happy in this relationship? Happier than when I was alone? Is she happy? Does she seem happy? Should I stay here or move on? I recently had a conversation with someone that convinced me that maybe six months was too short. You’re still in the honeymoon. Nine months might be better. Either way, does anyone else do this? When is your threshold?

2. When the landlord knocks on your door and you’re in your boxers and say “Who is it?” and she announces herself and you say “Just a minute” and proceed to look for clothes and she walks in anyway, it’s pretty fucking annoying.

i'm going outside

it's 74 degrees. SEVENTY-FOUR!! humidity is only 60%!! that's, like, almost tolerable! time to take the road bike for a spin around Memorial Park.

off to D-town

I’m going to Dallas this weekend to hang out with my Dallas crew and the law firm. I was supposed to go up there in September but never found a free weekend. My school is having a softball tournament this weekend that I wanted to see, but this is probably my last chance to goof off before I have to start studying, or at least pretend like I’m studying.

But before I can split town for Dallas, I have to sit through two hours of class. Senioritis has totally kicked in.

I’m taking my road bike up there but the weather doesn’t look good for outdoor activities (and it doesn’t here either… good luck softball people). Saturday might stay dry so everyone please do a rain dance or something. Or I guess the anti-rain dance. Whatever it takes.

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