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I spent Sunday driving the family up for a day of shopping. Needless to say, my dad and I spent our day carrying bags and driving my mom and sister around… go figure.

Anyways, NYC was fun and all but I think I’ll stick to the suburbs. I can’t handle that busy lifestyle for more than a few hours- I don’t know how people can live with all that noise and traffic around.

Check out some more pictures.

More pictures are on Anita’s site.

So who wants to go on another roadtrip? I got TV’s in the back… you bring the XBOX/PS2, a map and some gas money… anyone know some cool destinations?

I had no idea- apparently there is a beer at Wegman’s called Singha. How awesome is that? Yes- it’s not exactly spelled like my last name, but it’s close enough. To top things off, their motto is “The Lion of Asia.”

Paul = The Lion of Asia… hah, I love it. Random fact: my last name actually does mean lion. I swear.

Here’s the deal: Robby, Matt, Eben and I met up at Rio Grande for some happy hour action at 6PM last night. Next thing we know, it’s 10PM and we’re dying for food- so we head over to Wegman’s. We decide that we’re gonna grill out at Matt’s place so we head over to the butcher and ask for the biggest pieces of meat. Ever. Hah, between the 4 of us, we bought about $50 worth of steaks.

Yum. That is all.

We ended up cooking up some mean steaks with some grilled red peppers and onions. If you weren’t there- that sucks, the food was awesome. If you’re a vegetarian, sucks for you but it just means more steak for me.

What is Robby thinking about? And what’s up with the weird look on my face? Hah.

I’m not a big NASCAR/IRL fan. Hell, anyone will tell you that all I ever do is make fun of those clowns. I’m not saying they aren’t racers or anything like that, I just don’t find oval racing all that exciting.

Anyways, this Sunday is the Indianapolis 500 and Danica Patrick will be on the starting line with 650 horses under the hood to help her make a statement. Yep, she’s a girl. In fact, she is the fourth woman to qualify for the Indianapolis 500. Ever.

If that’s not enough, she’s a rookie driver. Yep, a rookie. Earlier this week, she put up the fastest lap in a full practice session. She’s turning heads. Then came Pole Day. In the preceding practice session, she posted the fastest lap — at an average speed of 229.880 mph. No woman has gone faster at Indy. No man has beaten that time this year.

Looks like this girl’s gonna give the boys a run for their money. You go girl.

I went to get my truck inspected today. I ended up spending 90 minutes in line just to get some grease monkey to look at my car for 2 seconds and slap a sticker on there.

Nevermind the fact that it costs $15 just to get this done. Shouldn’t a “safety” inspection include more than a cursory glance over a vehicle? Sure, he took off my wheels and “looked” at the brakes and suspension, but did he learn anything about my car? Does he know anything specific about 4Runner suspensions and brakes?

Now, I’m not unreasonable. I know that there are a million people out there that have no idea whether their vehicle is safe or not, so it’s probably a good thing that the state requires the inspections yearly. Personally, I feel safer on the road knowing that the guy driving ahead of me isn’t going to lose a wheel, swerve because his wiper blades don’t work, etc.

I say that the state should keep the strict price controls the way they are and require us to take our cars to the manufacturer that built it. I wouldn’t mind paying $15 if the guy looking at my truck is certified by Toyota. Furthermore, I’d feel more comfortable if my neighbor’s Porsche is looked at by a Porsche-certified guy. Make sense?

I’m done ranting.

THE FIA/AMD FORMULA 1 SURVEY 2005

It’s about time those guys over at the FIA started listening to what the fans have to say. Who knows if this will change the sport for the better or worse, it’s just nice to know that they’re planning ahead using input from the fans.

Spent some more time messing around with the blog today.

Check out the “Weighted Words” page on the right side of the page. Pretty neat- in it’s current configuration, it shows words that have been used on this blog more than twice and increases their font size based on the number of times it finds those same words. Kinda cool to see what words get used more often than others.

Also started a photo album on here… again, it’s on the right side of the page. The album is a little bare for now but just give it some time.

Anyone want to help me make some banner images to replace that big blue blob at the top of every page?

At last, this one’s for all you people that always ask me what woot means:

woot (interj): an exclamation of joy or excitement

And for the rest of you:

Merriam-Webster Asks: What’s Your Favorite Word

Yep… it’s about time for a site overhaul.

The blog is now running WordPress.

I’ll try to have the new site theme laid out soon as well… comments/suggestions anyone?

Apparently Sukhi’s mom knows that I sweat Chipotle. Whoa. She rules.

I still wish Chipotle wasn’t a private enterprise. I swear, when they allow for franchises… I’m buying one and making them open up in my garage.

So how do YOU say Chipotle?

My mom says “Chipotleeeeeee” …my dad says, “That good Mexican place with the big burritos.”

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I spent the morning with Ziyad and his jetski. I am so going to get one of these… IF I don’t buy a boat. Heh. For real though, jetskiing is money, you need to try it.

Other than that, just enjoying another lazy Sunday afternoon. My dog Susie has placed claim on more than a few of our couches and since she gets pampered by my parents, she gets first shot at prime napping locations around the house.

Here she is, noticeably annoyed that I’ve come over to harass her for some photos.