Time to call it quits?

I think I’m done blogging. With facebook and twitter, what’s the point of a blog? I’ve ran out of things that I care enough about to blog them. I’ve also ran into the problem of work life vs. personal life. I’m in a more visible role at work, and for some odd reason my thoughts and opinions have more of an effect on people.

I do have an idea for a blog with a specific topic, but I’m not sure when I’ll get around to doing that… if ever. I am one lazy S.O.B.

If you care to stay in contact, than look me up on Twitter. If you can’t find me, than leave a comment or email me and I’ll send you a link.

Thanks for reading, and I hope time treats you well.

-Jimbo

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Nearly 5 years and my heart is still heavy

I love and miss you Grandma.

Martha E. Anderson
Dec. 7th 1923 – Jan. 21st 2005

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10 year high school reunion?

Mt. Diablo High School Class of ‘99 is lazy. 2009 marks our tenth year anniversary of our high school graduation. Most people have reunions to show off what they been doing for the last ten years, or the lack there of. A glorious event where you can kiss hands and shake babies, or is it the other way around? It would be nice to see ex-classmates that I never really bothered to stay in contact with, but who has time now a days to plan something like that? Who’s supposed to head this reunion business anyway? Class president?

With all of that said… God bless Facebook! You want to know what good’ole what’s his face is doing? You’re just a few simple mouse clicks away from being smack dab in the middle of their world. Soon you will know their inner most thoughts, as we somehow forget to use external filters when it comes to status updates. I know I’ve been guilty of this almost on a daily basis. Because of this lack of filtration I’ve learned more about my ex-classmates from sites like Facebook than I did in four years of high school.

So, who needs face to face meetings? We are of the computer generation. This is what we’re supposed to do, right?

Happy tenth year anniversary MDHS class of ‘99! Maybe we can get our shit together for the 20th, and actually see each other.

Safe journies,
Jimbo

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Yelp.com ROTD #6 – Iorio

My sixth Review of the Day on Yelp.com/Portland. RAD! ROTD#6This ROTD was for Iorio. You can read my review here.

You can read my other ROTD’s here:

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Too much racket!

I hate silence. In fact, I would consider myself to be quiet phobic. So, its normal to find my surrounded by sound. TV, radio or any other background noise gets me through life. I’m not sure why the silence bugs me so much, but I find it hard to focus on anything other than the silence when it’s quiet.

breakroomToday is different. I would KILL for some silence today. Well… not TOTAL silence. Maybe just “less loud” would be good. For the third day in a row they are remodeling the office break room. My work time residence is directly on the other side of the wall they are working on. The best thing is when the WHOLE DAMN WALL rattles as they cut the copper pluming and the metal studs. You can feel the rattling in your chest. Its nerve racking.

I have two days before I start training a five and a half week new hire class, and I’m in crunch time. This distraction is even a bit much for me to ignore. Not even Lamb of God cranked up to eleven in my headphones can drown it out.

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The Slim Files – 10/02/09

DrClawPizza, root beer, cup cakes, and burgers. Oh my! I knew it. I did it to my self. +2 pounds. Oh well… Next time Gadget!

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The Slim Files – 9/25/09

Another week, another pound. Losing a pound for not doing much is awesome, but I need to step up my game.

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The Slim Files – 9/18/09

Here goes the first official weigh in for The Slim Files. Last time I weighed in was almost two months ago on 7/24. I also switched scales. I weighed myself on both scales and the new one, which has easier access, weighed me about 9lbs heavier. So, I wasn’t too upset with my weight gain from my last diet attempt. Today’s weight is down a pound and a half from 2 months ago. I hope to keep a two pound a week loss. I’m not sure how this attempt at weight loss will be different from last time. I just have to find a way to stay more motivated.

Any-who, here’s the graph.

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The Slim Files – 9/15/09

Oh boy. Yet another season of watching The Biggest Loser. I love that show, but if make me feel guilty for my lack of motivation towards my own weight loss. There is only one person to blame for that. Me.

Friday I will weigh in again and start my weekly weight loss blogs. I hope it will help keep me motivated as it did before. I hope it helps keep you motivated.

Last time I weighed it I was over 430lbs. Last time I blogged my weight lose i set percentage goals. This time my goals will be to lose weight in 20lbs increments. Here are my goals for weight loss.

1) Lose weight towards 20lb mini-goals.
2) Get under 400lbs.
3) Continue to lose weight towards 20lb mini-goals.
4) Get under 300lbs.
5) Continue to lose weight towards 20lb mini-goals.
6) Achieve goal weight of 270-280lbs.

Well, here we go! See you on Friday!

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I Used To Be Cool: The Tale Of A Wanna Be Rock Star

10 years and a couple days ago my first band, G2K, played its first show. We set up the show with 2 other bands. We opened the show. Looking back it was a terrible awkward mess. There is a video of that show floating around somewhere between our friends. Dear lord I hope it never surfaces.

I worked with a guy named Jessie. He was the drummer for the 2nd band that night. They were called A.R. Cool guys that played Deftone covers. Over the years I became really good friends with those guys.

The 3rd band was DWB. I’m not sure how we knew them. I think Dustin knew their drummer John Riggs who would later join our band. DBW brought a lot of nazi looking fans. It was slightly intimidating for our first show out.

We rocked MVP Pizza HARD. So hard that they closed down that night and never opened again. Well… That’s our story and we’re sticking to it!

The summer between 7th and 8th grade I made the decision to move out of my Mom’s place in Oregon, and back to the Bay Area in California to live with my dad. The decision was pretty difficult to make. I loved my mother, but I was tired of the physical abuse, and even though my dad never hit me, I feared him from all of the thoughts my mom put in my head. What made me change my mind was a mini bribe from my dad. My dad had a friend, Ben. Ben was about 16 years old and was a kick ass lead guitarist. My dad said he would buy me a bass guitar if I wanted to learn so I could jam with Ben. That was a great opportunity in my eyes. Plus, Ben’s sister was cute… Need I say more?

During my 8th grade year I took bass lessons, 9th grade came around and Ben moved. My dad and I would still jam, but drums and bass guitar just aren’t as cool without a guitar player. I pretty much just gave up playing and moved on to football.

While in high school I became really good friends with a guy named Matt. He was a really good bassist. He also sang for a band that 2 of my other friends played in. At the end of our senior year Matt was kicked out of his house and my dad and grandma said he could move in.

Matt’s band wasn’t really doing anything and he knew I used to play bass so he said we should start a band, but he wanted to play drums. Soon we were jamming and talked about asking the guitarist, Dustin, from his old band to come over and jam. Dustin and I were friends when I was in 8th grade and we talked as we passed each other in high school, so I was down to jam with him.

We wrote a song or two and started looking for a singer. We tried out my buddy Ryland, but he just wanted to rap. Dustin knew Chris, and he had his own PA system. As any young band knows… If someone has a PA system, then it is mandatory that they join your band. No questions asked.

The 4 of us would practice in Dustin’s garage for 8-10 hours a day. We would piss off all of the neighbors for our screamy loud music, but Dustin’s dad always stood up for us (Thanks Steve!). Soon, we thought we were ready for our first show and booked.

G2K_cd_releaseI loved playing live. We sucked, but it was lots of fun. We played a ton of shows, got sick and tired of our drummer, kicked him out and asked John to join. Adding John really increased our talent level. We started getting better shows, and more fans. I was having the time of my life.

Years later Dustin and John had a falling out. Dustin left the band and Chris and I followed. The three of us joined up with another group of guys that recently disbanded and we called ourselves Forgive The Day.

Forgive the Day had a good run for 9 months, and than Dustin and I got tired of the dynamics, or lack there of, between the 3 of us and the three of them. We talked to Chris and the three of us quit the band.

A year or two later G2K resurrected. We wrote a few much heavier songs and played a few shows. When it came time to record and do pre-production Chris and I had a falling out. I walked away from the band.

G2K_imusicastThat brings us to today, reliving the life that once was. Thinking if I only had known then what I know now. I’m not sure if I would want to change it though. It was a great five years of my life and it lead me to my current path. I still have a bunch of CDs and mp3s from “the good’ole days”, and when I’m old I’ll be able to show my kid(s) that their old man used to be cool.

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