This is my glorious week off of school and work, so I am going to take the week off of the blog too. Still trying desperately to come up with a domain name. I will, however, tell you about the new low cost air carrier I'm starting. Its called Tier. Tier is goin to start off with a half-assed 'teaser' ad campaign where you will see ads that make no sense, but rather make you mad at the service before you even know what it is. These ads will be on busses and billboards and such that will say things like "To be, or not to.... Tier." and "The future. Tier." You will hate it. Then, I am going to 'reveal' this secret company through a commercial that sucks where it zooms out and you see that the word Tier is written on a plane with plenty of room in front to add the letters "Fron" in order to save money on re-painting planes when the service bombs. Don't you already hate Tier? I know I do. -=MovieQuoteoftheDay=- "I have to go, I have to go... where the **** does everybody go when they have to go?"
 is the Bronco official team logo. I know this. I went to their website and checked. It's correct. See, you have the head of a horse (of the Bronco sort) who is running, or something to that affect. It is a good logo. However, there seems to be a lot of people driving around with a different logo stuck on their cars. The have this logo instead:  . This is a logo apparently of a horses head, in which the horse must be in the carnival trying to clear the pole-vault bar, or perhaps the horse is trying to peer over the top of a gate at some noise he heard in the neighbors yard. Yes I have a point. People are complete idiots when it comes to noticing the blatant obvious. The neck part of the logo is supposed to point due south. so it doesn't look like we have a freakin dip rag of a logo. They say not to let the little things in life bother you, but last night when I saw this guy with the logo wrong like I always do, I honestly considered hitting him and telling the cops I was distracted when thinking that this moron lacks the cognitive capacity accomplish any task correctly, especially the application of a sticker he got at a gas station.
Oh well. I don't even like the broncos as much as I like the Avalanche  .
-=MovieQuoteoftheDay=- "Negative, I am a meat popsicle."
So the weekend was relatively terrible. It would have actually been pretty cool, nay, very cool if I had some more experience going into it, but as it is, I am still a very inexperienced developer, and the majority of the talks were way over my head. It was kind of fun though to kind of get engulfed by the Java/Programming/Uber-dork community for the weekend and get a good general feel of the way things worked. I didn't win anything like Shawn had promised I would, but I did get to heckle Mike while he was on the board of the open forum. He retaliated by throwing a wattermellon flavored Jolly-Rancher at my face, which I then ate and enjoyed. Just so everyones on the inside loop, I have invented a new word. Nothing big, just something useful. The work is 'premind'. It obviously was derived from the word remind, which means to "put in mind by suggesting the next words of something forgotten or imperfectly learned." premind is the same thing, but its when someone tells you something that hasn't happened yet. i.e. Maggie says to Mark: "You're going to be so tired after hockey tonight." Mark says to Maggie: "Please! Don't premind me." We won hockey by the skin of our jockstraps. The other team scored 2/10ths of a second after the buzzer ended the game. This means next Sunday we play in the semi-finals, and if we win that, the finals are later that night. Hey! And since when is Quantum Leap on Star Trek!?! -=MovieQuoteoftheDay=- "You can't deny that. Even if, you know, even if we never talk again after tonight, please know that I'm forever changed because of who you are and what you've meant to me, which - while I do appreciate it - I'd never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of."
The update king has returned. Pretty boring week with some big homework assignments. At one point I thought I would be looking forward to the weekend, being it is my sudo-birthday weekend, expected to be filled with flowing beer, laughter and hoards of women, but instead I am going to a 3 day conference for work. "Well, thats exciting Mark! Where is it? Chicago? Washington?" Its in Thornton. Colorado. At a Best Western. 3 days from 8:30 - 6:30 each day. Lunch will be provided. The main thing that gets me is that I get paid hourly. I'm not allowed to work more than 20 hours a week. However, this weekend will be 26 hours of talks, and I don't get paid for any of it. It would be fine if I were on salary or something, but when I'm only working half time, thats a huge thing for me to do. And that was mark crying about how his weekend will be relatively terrible. anyone hear anything about b.spears od'ing? -=MovieQuoteoftheDay=- "Shiskabob...Shawshank Redemption...Chicago"
This is the best I got. I'm tired and undermotivated. Oh yeah, and Elf was awesome. go see it, bring the kids, and marvel at Will Farrell's hilarity. My birthday is on Monday. If anyone still needs to get me a present, this should suffice.
They say bad luck comes in threes. Or at least thats what I've heard...from someone. One would be getting hit by car. Two is car spinning on I-25. And finishing in third place is my car getting broken into at work on friday. They tried to gank the stereo, but once again failed in their feeble atempt, due to my state-of-the art impenatrable security feature: the phillips-head screw. Yes once again this modern marvel saves my butt and luckily, they didnt break a window this time. They just jammed a screw driver into my lock, breaking it. For those too young to remember, the phillips-head screw prevented a previous attempt at jacking my deck. You can read all about it here, along with tips on How to steal your very own deck, and the popular "Stereo Thievery: A Lesson In Etiquette" from Febuary of this year. We have security cameras in the parking lot. My car was in view by two of them. They run a 45 second cycle, and in that time, they hit my car 3 times. In the 2hrs and 45mins that my car was unattended, the cameras saw nothing. If you ask me, it was probably the security guy himself who tried to steal it. Actually, the cops said that in the past week there have been 30 break-ins in the area along with 10 stolen cars. Sounds to me like someones not doing their job. So, I can only assume (and hope) that this was my third and final bad thing to happen, or at least for a while. If you want to buy the pool table that was used in the Color of Money by Mr Cruise himself, you can buy it at Showcase Billiards in Broomfield for $25,000.00. On a side note, the Matrix 3 sucked, and here's why. Oh, and this too. (spoilers) -=MovieQuoteoftheDay=- "Its like your wiping your ass with silk."
Havn't posted lately because nothing of intrest is going on. I did, however, get my first penalty in hockey. I swung at the puck and took some guys knees out. They called me for interference. Work is okay, but I'm now having difficulty finding tasks to do for the project that are within my capabilities. Um...I'll think of something interesting to post later. Oh! Come to the Ann Baretta show with Nick and I.
Short story long, I had to register today which made me pretty mad. See, I need one (1) required 3 hour class for next semester, plus one (1) credit hour of whatever I want. All my other requirements are filled; core and major. Now, to stay under my parents insurance, I have to take 12 credit hours of courses. 12 - 4 is 8. That means I have to take 8 hours of classes that are completely worthless to me, and my surrounding area. To the readers of /mark, whom call Regis their Alma-Mater, do you know of any easy and/or good classes? If so, I need this information pronto. I don't know if I'll be able to make it into the video production class. Or the Female Life Drawing class for that matter. 16 field trips. I'm bummed. -=MovieQuoteoftheDay=- Difficulty: 10/10. google it if you have to. "I'm sorry, I don't get that reference."
I almost got killed again. This time it was actually a lot more scary. On Friday night I was headed home from work at 6:10 driving on I-25 North and before I knew it, my car started to spin. I did a complete 180 from the right lane over to the left lane and was facing about 6 headlights. Surprisingly, I was able to quickly flip it into reverse and maneuver back into the HOV lane and start flashing my brights at the oncoming traffic. After about 4 cars had to change lanes to avoid a head on collision, I noticed a construction zone behind me to my right so I backed into it and turned around. Took me about 5 minutes to get a clearing where I could get back on the highway without getting hit, although when I finally did, some truck still almost hit me. I called my friend Nick and went to his house which was only a few blocks away in Englewood, and spent halloween watching Runaway Jury at the theatre, as I did not want to venture on I-25 anymore that night. The movie was good. With all of the crazy things that have happened last week, I decided to start my training as a professional stuntman later this week at Ziff McGerkins' School of Stuntism. Should be fun. -=MovieQuoteoftheDay=- "Your the best bartender from Timbuktu to Portland, Maine. Hell, Portland, Oregon for that matter."
 
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