Halloween Party

Well the Halloween party was great. We started off and went crazy with the jello shots. Lots of people from the building showed up and we kept the party going until about six or seven in the morning. Some quick highlights. We had about a 2:1 girls to guy ratio. Probably a total of about fifty people throughout the course of the night. Great to see some old friends that we hadnt seen in a while. We had some great costumes. A good time was had by all. A ficus tree was stolen out of the lobby and recovered on Monday. Those folks will not be invited again. A couple got a little friendly on my couch (see the pics). Some of the good pictures cannot be posted on the site because of the restrictions that allow not posting naked.

Welcome To The Party

Angela and Myself

Brent, Jack (my neighbor), and Ausin (Sonny Crockett)

Ashley, Dee, Ang, and Mayra

Not Really Sure Who These Folks Are

The Oompa Loompa

Ashley, Jason, and My ladybug, Angela

Elektra, Kate, and Holly

Stories Vary About What Was Happening Here

The Good and The Bad Angel

Jonathan (John McEnroe) and Dustin (Poor man's Hef)

Rich, Christi, SLASH, Jamie, Kyle, and Becca

Allie and Brent

Where's Waldo?

Lizbeth and Mr. Samuel

Previews of Coming Attractions

Alright Kids....

Most of you all know I had a Halloween party on Friday night. Party went off much better than I could have dreamed. Im collecting pictures as the guy who was in charge of my camera for some reason interpreted me telling him "take pictures of people" as "take a picture with every girl in the place and you". So I have him and pics of every girl but nothing else. So if you were there send the pics to me at emailchrisb@gmail.com. So, Im gonna try to run down some pictures in the next day or two and hopefully I will have some great pics and some REALLY GREAT stories from this party. I already have the stories, I just need the pics now.

Drama at The Plaza

I went and looked at the potential new habitat this morning. Unit 1002 in my current building. Very nice unit with a great view. Talking with Kumara about the unit and we begin discussing the previous tenant and who has been living there. Come to find out, Ryan Phillipe has been living in the unit for the past six months. I further found out that Reece Witherspoon has been there several times to stay. Thought that was funny. Anyway, its a great place and I am going to see what I can do. Probably not going to happen, but you never know. Also found out that apparently some other tenant is threatening to sue the homeowner's association in the building because she has strange stains on her concrete floors. Who cares lady. Turns out there is like a whole little war going on within the board of directors of The Plaza. Who'da thunk it?

Also found out that the new Austin 360 towers building will be the tallest building in Austin, surpassing the Frost Bank Building.

And on a final note, I am thinking of giving the blog a new look. More of an actual website look where you can click around and encourage a little more interaction with the folks who visit, also posting some additional content. I dont know, Im just thinking of sprucing it up a little. We'll see.

Who Cares About Antitrust Law

Im typing this while sitting in my business law class. We are discussing antitrust law and its really boring. So I figured I would give you all a quick updateon what's going on.

Softball game tomorrow night. We didnt get to play last week because of the storm. So Im really excited to play after taking a week off. We are playing a good team that barely beat us last time, so we need to bring our A game. I will let you all know the result.

Going to look at a potential new residence on Thursday morning. Its in the same building but its a much bigger unit that is for sale and it has two reserved parking spaces. Buying it would definitely limit the excessive frivolous spending that I currently engage in, so Im not sure I want to do that. Most likely will not enter into serious negotiations, but you never know.

Halloween party this Friday night. This party kinda took on a life of its own. What started as me having ten or so friends over has turned into an all out bash that could have thirty or forty people at it. Im sure their will be some no shows, so Im hoping we have less than thirty. I really went all out as far as getting the place ready to host the party. It should look really good. I'll make sure I post some pictures.

Saturday, it looks like I am headed over to the Orange County Choppers tour stop. Some friends of the family own one of the companies that is one of the big sponsors of this deal, so they called and we are going over with them. I may try to ride the chopper if its not too cold. We'll see.

Looks like the host of the pimps and hoes party could not pull it together. Shoulda called me for help. This party is probably not going to happen.

Updated odds on the fiji trip 50-50. Thats better than the 70-30 in favor of no a few weeks ago.

Something is Rolling Alright

Alright Kids...Story Time.

Sunday night, Rolling Stones concert, pictures are below, wished I could have been there. That's right, I went to the concert, but I didnt hear one damn song. Judging from the pictures, it was an amazing show and the most amazing stage I have ever seen. Well, literally five minutes before Mick and the boys took the stage my phone rings, its my neighbor. I dont answer figuring I will call him back after the show. Immediately after, my phone rings again. Its the old concierge of my building who was housesitting in another unit. I dont put it together and I figure I will call her back as well. I then get a text message from my neighbor which read "they're trying to tow your GT". SHIT!!!. Images of them dragging the car onto a truck tires locked because of the parking brake, wheels getting scratched all to hell flash through my head. Perhaps the scariest word of the text was "trying". I figure I am right across the river, I will run over there move it and come back. Get to the gates, lady tells me no readmittance. Decision time, let the car get towed and see the show or miss the show and save the car. Then it hits me, I told Angela she would be fine if she parked in the same tow away zone. So they are not only going to tow me, theyll tow her also and I will feel responsible since I told her to park there. I bolt hoping to save the cars. To hell with the Stones, they've been doing their "last" tour for the past six tours it seems like.

So here I am running down Barton Springs trying to find a taxi in my tight pants and alligator boots. Only thing I can find is a bike taxi. I jump on and yell "fifth and guadalupe, its an emergency", fat boy goes to peddaling. We eventually wave a cab down who takes me the rest of the way. I run up to the front of the building just in time to watch the truck pull away with my GT on it. I tell the guy I will move Angela's car and the policeman tells me that the car is considered towed once the tow truck arrives. I look at the two truck driver and go "you mean you're going to two both of my cars?". He's like "man im not about to do that". So the cop feels bad and pulls the ticket off of Angela's car. He informs me the only reason they towed the car is because some IDIOT in my building called them. I was later informed there are some grumpy old folks in my building who will call.

I told Angela to stay at the concert since there was no point in both of us leaving. I jump in her car to go get mine. Thanks very much to Ashley for helping me out with this. I get home about an hour and a half later and with about 200 less in my pocket. Its about ten thirty at this time. I figure plenty of time to get my homework that is due my midnight done. Problem. In my hurry as the cop was standing there waiting on me I locked my keys in my apartment. No problem, I left an extra with the security guard at the front desk. He took Sunday night off. Only people who have a key at this point are my folks. I wake them up and ask them to bring it to me because by the time I drive over there and back I will not have time to finish my work.

Finally get into my apartment as the clock strikes eleven and Angela walks back in from the concert. She tries to comfort me by telling me she took lots of pictures for me. No time, homework to do. Get my homework finished about eleven forty five. Try to send it via email. Internet is out in my apartment. OK, now panic sets in. Im running around frantically in my apartment trying to fix the internet. Finally get it fixed around 11:58 and get it sent just in time. Needless to say, a bad night.

Mick and the Lips

Mick and Keith Workin It Out

That Girl Could Beat Me Up

Friday night started with a bang since I washed my phone in the washing machine on Thursday and had to resort to the phone that somehow dried out after being dropped in Coke a month or so ago.

Angela and I decided to attend an event called the StyleCup. Ashley and Mayra were both taking part in the event, which is a hair, makeup, and style competition among varoious salons and spas in Austin. They fix up the models and judges judge their work and award a best in show award. Its pretty much a dog show with people. So Ang and I roll up to Palmer Auditorium with the expectations of attending a fashion show. We walk in and get in line at the box office to pick up our tickets that were at will call. I start looking at the other people in the room and begin to feel very odd. I was bigger than most all of the men in the room. Stranger than that, I was about the same size as most of the women in the room. I didnt really pay attention at first but as I stood there for a minute I realized, the men are in fact women and the women are in fact men. Girls had facial hair taped to their face in hopes of making themselves look more like men. The more I looked around, the more I realized that Angela and I were the only two normal people there. All of this realizing took place over the course of about one minute. I was like "uh, I think we're in the wrong place". We found out there was another exhibit hall and that the StyleCup was taking place on the other side of the building. So we departed what appeared to be the damn Barnum and Bailey tryouts and left all of the bearded ladies, giant women, and midgets (yes there were some of them also) behind. After getting to the correct side, we found ourselves sitting in the VIP section complete with appetizers and reserved seating. Worked out nice, had a good time, saw some interesting costumes and ran into some people I know. Pretty unique Friday evening.

The StyleCup

The Black Widow and Her Slave

Medusa, Part of the Femme Fatale Portion of the Show

A Fairy on the Runway

Back To School

Ive been really busy the last few days. Five of us have had a seminar in San Antonio the past few days. Ive been getting up at five in the morning to head out and getting home around six. Ive been hittin the books as soon as I get home. Its awful, I feel like I am back in college when I actually went to class. I sit in class all day and then come home and hit the books as soon as I get here. Tomorrow is the last day of the seminar, and Im done with homework for the week, so things are looking a little slower for the one day left this workweek.

This weekend, Rolling Stones concert Sunday night. UT and Nebraska Saturday morning at eleven. I plan on sleeping in, rolling over, turning the TV on, watching the first half, going to the gym right at half time and watching the third quarter on a treadmill. I know to most that doesnt sound like a good time, but to me it sounds perfect for a weekend. Be nice to take it easy this weekend as the next several will be busy.

Halloween Party is taking shape, Im worried it could get a little crowded as more people are RSVP'ing that originally expected. I decided Im not going to have a half-ass party, so im going all out for it. I should have some really cool stuff if I can have it made by then.

Pimps and Hoes party that was scheduled next weekend is looking shaky at best. Im thinking the guy who was gonna host slacked off and now he's scrambling to get it together. We'll see.

OK, time for the story. My friend Brad and I were discussing work today. He was telling me about his new assistant and how her boyfriend is a boxer and his family is from Houston. He started talking more about the boyfriend and I was like "wait does he have a sister"? Brad confirmed some details and I realized Brad's assistant's boyfriend was my friend Casey's brother. Wow. In the tiny village of Los Angeles, where I know all of like five people who live there, one of them is Casey's brother. Talk about a small world.

Here We Go

OK...well I made the decision that the blog posts have been pretty lame lately. So I have rededicated myself to living a life worthy of having a blog. So, I thought about this while at work today. Here are a couple of things I have come up with. Halloween party on Friday October 27th, costume required. Gonna think of something special for this party. Third weekend in November, yall ready for this...FOAM PARTY at my place. Yes, thats right, we're foaming my apartment. Stupid? Yes! Blogworthy? Hell Yes. Couple of other special events planned but too premature at this point. Involve a white Christmas...in my apartment and some other stuff.

Ready, Aim....To Hell With Aiming, Just Fire!!!

Well, I mentioned last week that dad and I both bought new little pea shooters last week. We headed to the ranch with a few of the guys this weekend to do some hunting and shooting. Well, I wouldve felt a little feminine trying to get this bunch to pose for pictures, so I only managed to get a few. Enjoy.

Say Hello To My Little Friend!

I Feel Like Crocket on Miami Vice (notice the spent brass flying out the front of the gun)

Seacrest Out!!!

Well Im packing to go to the ranch right now. Since our big motorcycle trip was cancelled due to inclement weather, the decision was made to go to the ranch with all the guys who were going to ride bikes. On a whim, my dad bought some sort of crazy machine gun that looks like it belongs in an outer space movie yesterday. So he's all excited about shooting it. I got a new piece as well, although mine is a little simpler. But all you bad guys watch out as I am packing heat now full time.

OK, well I have been told twice this week that all this mystery and vagueness is frustrating on the blog. I didnt mean for it to be, I just didnt want to be one of those people who says I am going to do something and then it never happens and then I look like someone who just blows a lot of smoke. But, I am going to go ahead and start putting stuff out there and I am just going to give odds of it happening and I will continue to update the odds until its either a no go or a go.

So the big announcement I was going to make the other days was that my buddy Jon called me and he is going to be in Fiji and New Zealand during the first part of November. He is trying to talk me into spending a few days in Fiji and then flying to New Zealand and hanging out in New Zealand for a few days. I would really like to do this, but I dont know if I can be gone for around ten days with school and work. Right now, Jon is in Costa Rica, so he is a little difficult to get in touch with. Once I find out what the exact dates are, I will make the decision about going. I dont want to take too much time off as I dont want to conflict with the annual Lake Tahoe trip in December. Odds of this trip happening right now...70-30 no, but that may change.

SEACREST OUT!!!!

Finally....As Promised

Ok...before we get to the OU pics, I just wanted to say that ammends were made with the friend I thought I lost earlier this week. Thats great. So here are a few pictures from the OU game. We took the plane up there that morning and were home by ten in time to sleep in our own beds. After the alcohol-filled trip last year, it was nice to have a relaxing trip this year.

The End Result

Wish You Were Here

Let's Get After It!

Give'em Hell Defense

All Things Texas Right Here

I Never Get Tired Of Seeing This

Well, Its Not Exactly A Crystal Football, But It'll Do

Celebrity Sightings

I am still up as I just finished my finance mid-term and emailed it to the professor. This is going to be a more serious post but before I delve into it, I am going to hit on a few random things that happened or I found out today. I was talking to the concierge of my building this afternoon and through the natural progression of conversation I found out that a guy who lives in my building is somewhat of a celebrity in small circles that I happen to know. On a bigger celebrity note, Mel Gibson partied in my building last weekend. Apparently he stuck to Red Bull, as he doesn't drink anymore. I have to get in good with the guy whose party he was at. Apparently, he is an older guy out of Houston who has turned his place into nothing but a high-end private night club. That could be cool. Oh yeah, we won our Wednesday night softball game tonight by ten or so runs. I promised Chase I would tell everyone that I went down looking if I could tell everyone that he friggin peed while playing in the field right beside me. I look over and he is holding his shorts and peeing down his leg making sure not to get any on his shorts or on his leg. How funny is that?

On a more serious note, I have done alot of reflection this week on myself and how I react and treat people around me. The summer I had coupled with three hour seminar classes leads to a large amount of introspection. I have always been kind of a middle of the road guy. Someone who rides the fence with most things and tries to always have his cake and eat it too. Its always been pretty effective for me, or so I've thought till now. Since I was a kid, I had the golden rule preached to me. I tried to live by it, only problem was I didnt live by it completely. When it came to matters of relationships, I always came before anyone else. Its funny, I would go out of my way to accomodate a stranger, but I came before a family member or a special someone. This has consistentely resulted in me hurting those who meant the most to me. Unfortunately, I never recognized it. Because of a stupid ego and pride, I refused to show them and tell them how I felt. I made them feel as if they were unimportant at times and became almost indifferent or ambivalent toward their feelings even when they were doing their best to love me. What can I say, Karma is a bitch. They would refuse to quit and I would continue to do my best to drive them away, thank God my folks werent allowed to give up. So sitting in class last night, I made the decision that from here on out I will wear my feeling and emotions on my sleeve and let those important people know how I feel. If thats not "cool" enough, I think we're looking at the wrong definition of "cool". Its going to be quite a change for me, but I think it will be much more rewarding at the end of the day.

I know I know.....I promise no more soap boxes for a while.

Unexpected Events

I know youre all expecting OU pics. Theyre coming I have just been too busy to download them off the camera. Look for this post sometime Tuesday probably. But for right now, other big announcements.

I am not going to put it out there as a fact yet but I just got a phone call that could have very interesting results. If it all goes as I hope it does at this point, its going to upset some folks and ruffle some feathers, but I also cant pass up some chances. Several people have been preaching this to me for a while about various aspects of my life.

Other than that, a little update since I am having trouble sleeping with my mind racing 100 mph, as it has the past several nights. On a somber note, I lost a friend today. Well actually I lost her a couple of months ago, but I made the effort to rekindle the friendship today and she didnt take it. The unfortunate thing is its the result of something completely stupid and false and she is someone I have been friends with since I was about ten years old. But once a woman has something in her head, you can't change it. So, with that said, I made the effort, she didnt reciprocate, so PISS OFF!!!!

Now some misc. stuff. The Ford went back in the shop today for a little rattle. Shouldnt take more than a day or two to fix. Big Harley ride this weekend, if it doesnt rain.

Finally, I know I have had many of these "im not going to put anything tentative out there yet, but big things could be happening" posts here recently. I can think of three of them at least. I am going to work on getting at least two of these public in the next few days to tie up a few loose ends.

SCAMMERS

OK, so I just got home from our first softball game of this season. We lost 11-10 in the last inning. We just caught a few bad breaks. No big deal. Get'em next time.

On to what this post is about. I came home and decided to check the Myspace. I casually started browsing through some people I know. Im looking at some pics from various people and all of the sudden I see a picture of this person on my bike. Little scammer is using pics of my bike to get comments like "thats a hot bike" and "damn thats sexy" on his Myspace. So, now I am curious, I keep browsing, little further down the page....standing by the pool at the lakehouse, little further, on my jet-ski, little further, MY GIRLFRIEND...comments like "who is that?" from one of his guy buddies and "yall look so cute" from a girl. Here's a reply...thats my cousin's bike, his lakehouse, his jet-ski, and his girlfriend that i am pretending is some girl that's attracted to me. SCAMMERS!!!

This post is the result of pure boredom. I would delete it as its not very funny but Im this far in so I am just going with it.

Living Large on the Lake (What the Hell is up with the Alliterations?)

Saturday afternoon, Angela's work had a party boat rented to take a bunch of the employees out on Lake Austin for the afternoon. So we all met at Hula Hut, had a couple of drinks before and boarded "The High Life". Jello shots and lots of booze were a mix that resulted in a great time for everyone. The twenty or twenty five of us had a ball and hung out for several hours on Lake Austin. We ended up all going out that night and had a brush with fame as we ran into Ryan Phillipe aka Mr. Reese Witherspoon. All the girls loved it as they remember him from Cruel Intentions. I was just amazed at how short he was. Here are a few pictures.

Ang and I Shortly After Heading Out

GGGGGGRRRRRR!!!!!!

Jonathan and Paige Hammering the Boone's Farm

The Aztec Crew Chelsea, Angela, Paige, Ellis, Britney, Nick, and Austin

The Aquatic Sea Life of Lake Austin

Pics From Old Posts

Here are a couple of pics from when we went out with my two fraternity brothers and a couple of other folks last Thursday

Jerry, Dustin, Navine, Mary, and Brian Kicking Back at Glass

Cal, Kyle, and I circa 2:00 AM at Cuba Libre

UNLEASH THE BEAST!!!

Blog Terror Time:
I was reminded of the subject matter again so I am posting the inflammatory post that I was reluctant to post last week...and as an added bonus, I am going to vent about something else in the same post completely unrelated. SO AWAY WE GO......

(This was originally written September 21st)
"I have to do it, I didnt want to, but I have to. I feel compelled to vent for a minute and this is going to sound like pro athletes bitching they don't get paid enough; so if you're going to get irritated about this just skip this post.

How does someone whose family has a little bit of money ever get a girl without people thinking she's with him because of his money? People have said this at the inception of every relationship I have had. "Oh, she's just with him for the money". My question to you all is "how do you know?". I mean if I marry someone and stay married all my life and buy her big diamonds and fancy cars, did she stay with me fifty years because I had money? Or do you never buy the person you care about anything at all at the risk of people saying "there it is, see she is just getting stuff out of him". I help people gets cars and rolexes and whatever else because I care about them and I know they don't expect it from me. I know most of you can't fathom spending one red cent on anyone except yourself, but don't worry about it, those of you who know me know that I don't exactly want for anything. Plus, if I thought they expected it or were hoping I would buy it for them, forget it.

Well, I have decided I heard it for the last time yesterday. Most of the folks who say this are people who don't fucking have any money, or maybe they have a little and like to think they have some. All I can say is "if you're going to talk the talk then walk the walk". If you're going to act like you have a golddigger problem too, then roll like someone who has the means to have one. Let me give you tips on this. People who are authorities on this subject are people who dont say "is there a cover?", people who dont say "where can we get cheap drinks?", people who don't say "i dont have money to go there right now (not talking about a particular club, talking about weekend trips to Vegas or whatever). People get so jealous and it pisses me off. Let me let you in on a little secret. Guys with money can spot a digger as soon as she walks in the room. It's like women have this intuition; we can see them. So what do we do with women like this, as a method of evening the playing field? She is out to play us, so we play them right back. We make them pay for our drinks or buy us dinner. Make her qualify herself to us first. I personally think we should do this with every woman. But with golddiggers, we string them along and allow them to think they might get something out of us. Then we blow them off because we have been on to them the whole time. People pawn it off on "oh she's just with him because of the money". You know what, you're right. She's with me because I can afford to educate myself, making me well-spoken, I can afford to join a gym and work out every day, I can afford to keep my appearance up. Stop fucking using that as an excuse to make yourself feel better about why you either a) can't get me or b) can't pull a decent looking girl.

In conclusion, I would not dream of telling anyone what to think. But I would tell someone to shut the hell up when they start saying this shit to other people. People whose opinion of me actually matters. Think it, know it if you think you actually do, but don't talk about shit that involves me unless its coming from me. If I tell you this girl is around because she likes the money, then tell everyone if you cant think of anything better to talk about. DONE!!!!!

OK, as an afterthought, I heard an alarming story today that really bothered me. Not going to go into details, I dont know all the details but judging from what I heard it was pretty pathetic. Friends are supposedly the people in life who matter most to us. Then why do some of us insist on treating our friends like dirt. Someone treated a friend like shit this weekend and the friend had bad things happen to them as a result. Come on people, what happened to giving a friend the shirt off your back?

COMPLETELY DONE NOW....I am now going to post some fun weekend pics.