the coolest nerd

Random photos from over this past weekend. There are lots more in the gallery. Happy New Year everyone. (^_^)//

March of the toothpick stabbed olive penguins..

My Dance Dance Revolution pads are finally starting to get broken in! (Family party)

Why am I sitting next to a computer at a party? (no sneaking pics, I can tell even if I’m not looking!) d(^_^)b

Eric likes his gnomes. (I want one too!)

Save the penguin! It’s drowning in a martini! (-_-);;

Christmas Eve, before everyone was stuffed and too tired to do anything but watch G.I. Joe the Movie.

Not safe for viewing anywhere, actually. Sorry if you threw up a little bit in your mouth. (> <);;

Eldo poses seductively on a super nice Honda Civic Hatchback.

I got conned into designing the website for our reunion. (-_-) I just wasted three hours plugging away and tweaking it till it looked nice; I don’t think I’ve even spent three continuous hours on this site!

Anyway, here’s the J. Eugene Mcateer Class of 1996 Reunion page. (It’ll get it’s own domain shortly, it has been registered and is waiting.) (http://mcateer1996reunion.org)

I’ve been organizing my stuff lately, and I found a box with a stack of binders filled with old school work, notes, reports, etc.. The contents spanned 1992-2001.. the majority of which was early high school though. (I’m not sure what I did with the rest of my stuff from SFSU) After flipping through everything it I’ve come to three conclusions:

1. I didn’t really learn anything. The majority of stuff in there I don’t remember covering at all.
2. I was really stupid. A lot of the papers were completely incoherent, and border-lined on gibberish. (Not to say I’m any brighter now)
3. When you’re sixteen you’re incredibly retarded. You have no concept of the real world and you should destroy all records of your existence from that time period.

Needless to say I’m pretty ashamed, but I suspect that things are still the same today, kids these days act even worse.. Just look at a random page on MySpace.

One of our teachers made us write in a journal everyday, I’m afraid to find out what I wrote in there.. I hope it stays lost forever.

On the topic of HS though, Walter has been bugging me to design a reunion website; I feel old.. and damn it! I haven’t accomplished anything that I wrote as goals way back when. (Becoming a Game Designer, etc)

Another weekend at the track.. photos while at the track will be posted after I receive them all. Enjoy this till those come.

I guess if you live in the middle of nowhere you really have nothing to do. For some reason these high schoolers gravitated to Ghetto Dave’s RX-7 and started taking pictures.. Ghetto D being the lolita hunter that he is, took the opportunity to swoop in and take a photo. Notice the Motel 6 in the background.. Me love you long time indeed. (@_@);;

A bunch of HS guys also started chatting with us, telling us about their friends with their “Sick-ass Honda Civics and Eclipses” that are “so fast”. I’m sure they’ve never been to the track, which sucks since it’s only ten minutes from the gas station we were at.

This begs the question.. what the hell is there to do out in Willows CA? There is.. well.. a Walmart. A few fast food places.. and a race track. I’d go crazy if I lived way out there.

You can stop bugging me for the video. It’s finally online. It took a while since I was fooling with iMovie and was trying to learn how to do some effects.

Eric starts in the drivers seat, Stan behind him. Joe is in the passenger seat in front of me. Upon the switch, I end up in charge and burn rubber to our next destination. A perfect pit stop. You get to see my Pink Pumas in action, a real treat. Yeah, I really do have pink shoes, I wasn’t kidding. (-_-);;

Not much has been going on lately so there hasn’t really been a lot of photos taken. Yesterday was Sheldon’s birthday, if Eric sends me the photos we had an outing at House of Prime Rib.. there are some cool pics.