Hey y'all

  Quick blog everyone. Last night was my brother's 21st birthday, so my buddy Scottie and I drove down to Boise to party.  Now my brother was a good boy: he'd never consumed alcohol before he was 21, so last night we had to make sure he didn't overdo it. I have to say, I was proud. He started off slow when he didn't like the margarita I got him (I know, tequila for a newbie is mean), but we got him some good bitch beer (my personal favorite) and he liked those pretty well. His grand total for the night was three smirnof Ices, a strawberry daquari wine cooler, two malibu and cokes, and a kamakasi. And he's not even hung over today! Good work bro.

Now I start the long drive back to Bozeman

Hey everyone,

  Just gonna let you all know about the Dave trip this year. First, I'd like to mention that this is my forth year of Dave (my 7th 8th and 9th concerts) but this is the first year that I have attended the concert with someone I love.  Friday's show was possibly the best show I had been to to date. There was an incredible amount of energy coming from the stage. I also got to hear several songs I had never heard live before (in addition to the songs from the new album) The song "Bayou" was crazy. Boyd had one of the best solos I've heard (until the next night with "Lie in our Graves") and Dave scatted like a banshee. And before you ask, banshee's can scat.

  Two out of three nights, I was behind "that guy." You know the guy who's at his first Dave concert ever and nothing or no one is going to make him sit down, so when everyone is sitting durring the slow songs, his body is perfectly blocking your view. And it sucks because you can't really be mad at that guy because he's got all the right in the world to stand as much as he wants. It's just a little frustrating.

  As far as the running this year, days one and three went very well. We got in line about six hours before the gates opened and when they did, I was off like a shot to save seats for all my friends. Also, this year was the first year I've had anyone run with me so I wasn't fighting off hippies saving seats for ten people by myself. Of course, the second day, Saturday, we also sat in line for six hours, and I also took off running as soon as the gates opened, but the ticket scanner people wouldn't let me through. This was because I had brought Sunday's tickets. Saturday's tickets were sitting in the car about a half mile away at the campground, so I had to run my ass off to get them back. Luckily, two things: One, Lynn had Sunday's ticket too, so I could get the car keys from her, and two, Ruben had Saturday's tickets, so he managed to get fantastic seats. Ruben is definitely the man. In fact, I'm in his living room right now on his lap top. That's why this blog isn't as good as my normal ones... I'm trying to blog and carry on a conversation at the same time.

  Anyway, I'm about to pass out from being too sleepy, so I'm going to be going to bed now. I'll talk to y'all later.

Jake out

This blog will be random because several random things came to mind today. One, my toe fucking hurts! I broke it in high school and the docter said it would never heal, and yesterday, while playing ultimate frisbee (my new, old love second only to Lynn, Halo, and possibly cheese burgers, so I guess a close forth) I sliped on a wet spot barefoot and somehow managed to ram my toe into my other heel. I can barely walk today, but fuck it. I'm playing again tonight. Anyway, second thing: The other night, the storm knocked out our internet so some dude had to come fix it two days ago. Then yesturday, my roommate called me to tell me that it wasn't working again, so we were mad. I called the company again, and while I had them on the phone, I discovered that Lynn, bless her heart for trying, had unplugged the modem to plug in an air freshener... And also the third thing: I don't know if anyone has ever played othelo, it's a board game that's kinda cool. Anyway, I saw it at Target the other day and it caught my eye because the Artificial intelligence class had to program that game the semester before me (I got to program "dao" and boy did our game kick ass). It wasn't until I was at target that I realized the old old old nintendo game based on the 7up spot character was othelo! I think that's pretty cool. Anyway, my eggs are getting cold

Hey everybody!

  It's been a while since my last post. This is because I haven't had internet at my new house. That's right, Lynn and I moved in together. Except it really wasn't like moving in together because we've got another roommate: our good friend Rachel.  We moved way out north of town up springhill, ironically right down the street from the house my parents built that I grew up in. Now we've got internet, but I'm gonna have to get a wireless router and a wireless card for my computer (I'm blogging from my parents' computer). So that's a pretty big step for Lynn and I... at least until yesturday. Last night at sunset, you know, that time between the time when the bottom of the sun dips below the horizon and the time when the top of the sun is still  above it, I proposed to Lynn. I proposed we go into buisness raising monkeys for profits. Actually no, I proposed marrige. And she said yes. Acually she said "Oh my God! Are you serious!? Oh my God! Are you serious!? YES!" Which was pretty much what I wanted to hear. So Lynn and I are now engaged. In the last ten minutes before I wrote this post, we decided on a tentative date. February 19th 2006, so SAVE THE DATE! Anyway, we'll talk to y'all later and I hope your weekend was almost as good as mine.

Well folks,

  I'm moving. That's right, I got me a job as a fish squeezer in Russia. I leave tomorrow. JUST KIDDING!!! Seriously though,  I am moving. Lynn and I found an awesome house way up springhill. We're sharing the place with our friend Rachelle. I don't remember her last name... I know they say that you can't eat the scenary, but if I could, I'd be extremely fat forever. Walking out our back door yields a view of the majestic Sacagewea peak (yes you heard me, "majestic"). Anyway, I also wanted to make a point to tell everyone that has access to iTunes and the iTunes music store should stop reading this blog right now and go download Jason Mraz's new EP. Then come back and read the rest of this blog. Don't worry, I'll wait...

 

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  If you actually did go download the three song EP, you'll soon agree with me that it is amazing. I can't wait till he releases his next full album. YAY! Anyway, I guess that's all for now.

Be safe, use a condom

Jake

  This is truly a lonely day for me. Lynn is helping pick up the slack at the Billings store. She left today after meeting me at work for lunch. And she won't be home until tomorrow night some time. For those of you who are bad at math, or can't read a clock very well, this means that I will have to sleep alone tonight. I don't know how I'll make it through the night. I was planning on taking a bunch of Tylonol PM to help knock me out. Also, I was thinking of taking some of Lynn's cloths out of the hamper and fitting them around a pillow so I can at least sleep next to something that smells like Lynn.  Also, on a happier note, Lynn and I will be moving in together. We were planning on it anyway, but now we have a good excuse. I rent a room in a house with three other girls. One of the girls' parents own the house. She is moving. The parents want to rent the entire house out, and not just rooms, so I have to move out anyway. That'll make it a little easier to break the news to the folks. Actually, my mom all but told me we should be living together, although my dad, old fashioned as he is, warned me a week ago not to "wear out my welcome." He must think Lynn's gonna get sick of me. The only sickness I'm gonna give Lynn is withdrawl... or possibly herpes. But probably not the herpes. Anyway peeps, I'm out. Have a good one and I'll see  y'all later!

Much Love

Jake

  I just want to teach others from my experience so that they do not hurt themselves in the future. My mom taught me (by example) not to hold a cat while introducing it to a large neighbor cat. I learned last night that it is not a good idea to hold a cat while accidentally shutting its tail in the sliding glass door. I hope this will save you all some pain in the future,

 

Jake out.

 I'm about fed up with my damn speakers for my computer. They've been good speakers for many years, but now they short out every once in a while. By "once" I mean "a lot" and by "a while" I mean "a short period of time." I have however devised a way of fixing them: I take a headphone jack, (or the splitter in my top drawer) and touch it to the metal on the headphone connection hole (is that the technical name?).  I have not, however figured out how to prevent my speakers from shorting. Here's a small list of the causes. Turning the volume up and down: to counter this, I must pick a song I don't want to listen to, turn the volume up, fiddle with the headphone jack, and then play the song I like. This works, but is annoying and takes time. The second cause is a little trickier to overcome: Vibration. If I'm sitting here at my desk blogging, or doing whatever it is I do at my desk, I may bump my desk with my knees. This causes one or both speakers to go out. "DAMN!" I usually say. Of course you might say that if I'm careful not to bump the table, I wouldn't have this problem. You've got some nerve! You don't even KNOW! Anyway, this doesn't work either for a simple fact of physics. Speakers play music (sounds arranged in a pleasing order and durration). My speakers short due to vibration. SOUND IS VIBRATION!!! AAAARRRRGGGHHHH!!! Anyway, my computer's 5 years old and I need a new one, so I guess I'll just deal a bit longer.

  Wow, now that I've vented a little about my speakers, it's time to get down to the whole point of todays blog. I was introduced to an interesting theory today. That theory being that you don't exist unless you can do a google search for your name and come up with some relevant results. Now for the uneducated googler, here's a little helpful hint: when searching for your name, put the whole thing inside quotes (""). A search for John Smith will return pages with John, or Smith, or possibly both somewhere in them where as a search for "John Smith" will return only pages with John Smith in them.  Of course if your name is John Smith, it will take a little more than this google search to prove your existance. On a similar, but sadder note, I recently found out that I'm single. Yes, that's right, I did a search on google for my girlfriend "Lynn Spiegelberg" and came up empty handed. This leads me to believe that the love of my life is just a beautiful figment of my apparently very vivid imagination. I will however continue on with my life as if I was unaware of her inexistance, because honestly, I'm happier that way. Speaking of my fake girlfriend, I'm starving and need to go make the two of us dinner. Cao to y'all and Chow to me!

For the last two weeks, I've been complaining about the race I was going to run on June 4th. Well today (and also 8:00a.m. this morning) was (or still is I guess) June 4th. I kept saying how the race was going to be horrible. It was. Boy do I hate to run. But similarly to high school cross country, I only did the run for social reasons. Some of my friends, A.K.A. the clintons (www.clintonsband.com) were running it as well. I had been training with John and he was the only one who I wasn't really trying hard to beat, which is good because he beat me by about 10 - 15 seconds. My time ended up being 48:20 or so. I'm pretty happy with that. Anyway, I'm going to have to cut this blog short because my increadibly hot girlfriend and my brother both want me to come outside RIGHT NOW so we can set up our trampoline. Yay.

Well, another Monday is upon us. Except this one doesn't suck quite as much as usual. I think it's because it's really Tuesday disguised as a Monday. If you ask me, that's pretty damn stupid. Who wants people to think they're Monday. Apparently Tuesday does. That's like dressing up like Osama and wandering around times square waving at people. Of course, on the other hand, Monday was disguised as Saturday, until about 6:30pm when it changed to a Sunday. Both are still much better than a real Monday. I spent my Monday in bed until about 12:30 or 1:00 at which time, I dragged my ass out of bed to watch "Seabiscuit" which isn't as sad a movie as everyone makes it out to be. I eventually found the energy to visit my lover at work and go to a barbaque where we remenised about old times while looking through a sixth grade year book (with Lindsey James' 8th grade picture *snicker*). The sixth grade year book is much more fun to look through because you can remember everyone when they were a little more equal... before the cool kids became assholes and the shy kids just got really really weird. Anyway, I'm not getting any thinner, so I'm off to the gym to prepare for the most horrible 45 minutes of my life on Saturday. Bye y'all!