Sunday, June 29, 2003, 08:52 p.m.

Hangin with the Bunny...

My first full day in the Philly area was tiring but pretty damn fun. One of the Subie board members who goes by the name DJBunny, passes herself off as one of the boards craziest members, but is pretty damn cool in real life. She was one of the people who helped me move even tho i've never really spoken to her before and was the one who brought me cheesesteaks for lunch. What a nice housewarming gift. Today she and another visiting Subie guy, Andy, took me to IKEA so i could do a little crazy swedish furniture window shopping. Indy doesn't have an IKEA, and while the store is kind of overrated, its still pretty cool, and after all what other home goods store sells swedish meatballs? After finding the perfect sofa/sleeper in IKEA we headed off to the King of Prussia mall to meet up for a giant Subaru meet that the Bunny organized. There was a great turnout even tho the heat was awful. After getting harassed by the mall rent-a-cops we finally broke for Hooters. I can't imagine the what the Hooters girls were thinking when they saw 40 WRXes pull in. After being out in that awful heat, beers and chicken strips were like heaven. I snapped tons of pics and had a great time meeting all the local Philly, Jersey and Delaware guys. All really nice people they were. Something tells me living out here is going to be too much fun. Oh my aching bank account.

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Saturday, June 28, 2003, 08:59 p.m.

My $90 shower a.k.a. U-Haul sucks!

I've finally made it to Philly in one piece, although the last 48 hrs were long. I lucked out with the weather both loading my moving truck and when i arrived. We've had a terrible heat wave all week, but the weather cooled down a lot the day i picked up my moving truck and loaded my furniture. Dale, Taka and my buddy Sid helped me move boxes and furniture and we finished in record time. I felt a little sad to see them go, despite disliking Indy i knew i was leaving a handful of friends behind.

U-Haul was terrible tho. I reserve a truck and an auto-transport a week in advance and i even check the day before that my reservation was still good. The day i come to pick up my truck, they didn't have the car trailer yet, but i said it was ok since i wasn't leaving until the next day. When i'm ready to leave town, they STILL didn't have the trailer and when i got pissed the manager tells me 'U-Haul doesn't guarantee time or location of pickup of equipment'. Eventually i bitched enough that they found a car trailer, which i had to drive across town to pick up, but that trailer didn't have the proper wiring to make the brake lights and blinkers work so i had to haul off to a THIRD location to get this hooked up, then drive back to the original spot to pick up my car and get it loaded. I wasted about 4 hrs with this and fell way behind schedule.

I spent about 14 hrs on the road and because of my delay, didn't get as close to Philly as i wanted by the time the clock struck midnight. Eventually i gave in and checked into a hotel, slept for a whole 3 hrs so i could get a shower and some fresh towels. Of course i took all the towels i could find, i figured i'd get my money's worth. When i got to my apartment, a couple guys from the Subaru club showed up and we got everything done faster than i thought. Plus both of them brought lunch and drinks which was too cool. We had a great time chatting and taking breaks and between the 3 of us, finished with plenty of time to spare. But when i went to start up the truck, the battery was dead and i had to call their roadside assistance which took about 3 hrs to come. By the time i actually returned the truck, the U-Haul drop off location was about to close up and told me they were going to have my car towed because i didn't take it away in time. This pissed me off since i called and they knew i was having car trouble. Getting treated like shit at two U-Hauls 900 miles apart is enough to swear me off that company forever.

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Sunday, June 22, 2003, 02:00 p.m.

Packing...

I have 5 days before i load up the U Haul and finally move out of the midwest. As much as i'm excited to leave, like most people i can't stand packing. Having accumulated more crap in the last few years as well. This is the first time i'm making a really big move and i'm boxing up everything and being really particular about what to keep and throw out. It's interesting since i'm coming across junk i haven't seen in years and the whole packing job has been giving me flashbacks to the past. It's a lot like taking inventory on your life up to this point; what you've accomplished, where you've been, the friends you've made AND lost. I'm glad i don't have too many regrets or big mistakes, but i'm also glad i'm reminded of them too.

Otherwise its been a really busy week getting car mods done. So far i've dropped an unhealthy lump of money on new tires, boost guage, coilover springs and my crowing jewel, a new piggyback ECU computer that'll set up my car for all sorts of future power mods. With the chip alone it feels faster than it used to, but not by much. I know i'm going to miss the Subaru club guys a lot, but the great thing is, there are going to be more wherever i move to (as long as it isn't the Dakotas). In fact i've already recruited a couple local Philly area subaru guys to help me move into my new place. I love the networking.

Ok 2 more days of work and some furious packing...i can do this *deep breath*

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Sunday, June 15, 2003, 09:38 a.m.

Back in Ann Arbor

This is one best weekends i've had in a while. I decided to come back home to Michigan for one final visit before making the big move and i stopped in Ann Arbor first to spend a couple days before hanging out at home with the parents in Bloomfield. Waking up on Fri morning was painful, but i had to meet my sister and her new 'friend' for lunch and pick up her apt keys. This new guy seemed pretty cool and since he liked talking about cars...he was good in my book. After i went to my sister's place to unload my stuff, i then saw photos of her old bf and noticed the two guys looked a lot alike! I thought that was a little disturbing, but i guess i'm not supposed to care. I met my friend Leslie up in Brighton. She and i had been talking a lot since we ran into each other at Acen a month ago and after driving around everywhere, we had a great time. I was surprised that she didn't mind the insanely bumpy ride in my car and in fact, loved being seen and stared at while we were rolling. I was sure she was going to get carsick or call it some hellmobile. After bouncing from Novi to Ann Arbor we grabbed some boba tea and hit the Top of the Park Ann Arbor summer festival which i remembered going to all the time when i was in school. I realized how much i missed the campus town life so much, with all the people, activity going on well past midnight. While we were hanging out on some bleachers, a band was performing some old swing and bigband music on stage, i was thinking about dancing cause the music was so fun in an old school way and then Les thought the same thing and asked before i even had a chance to open my mouth. A few minutes of that made me want to pick up ballroom dancing lessons again. Unlike before, i think i now have a lot of confidence in leading, i just don't know what i'm supposed to do :p

Sat i dropped in on Les at work because i was planning on giving her bday present the night before, but leaving in the backseat as a surprise, i completely forgot and felt like a bonehead. So i waited like an idiot in line at the bank she worked and made a deposit. I really did want to stick around and see the expression on her face when she opened her present but i guess i didn't want to draw attn to myself or her while she was working, or make the other bank employees think i was her bf and get embarrased. I zoomed back to Novi, met up with Dave Pyun and Andy for lunch and it turned into a major car day. First i tried out Andy's insanely modded Mitsu Galant VR-4 that had some bigass turbo upgrade and lightweight flywheel. The latter was important because i stalled out twice before i could get it started and felt like a complete n00b. I finally got it going and almost wet myself when i stepped on the gas and got slammed back in my seat when the turbo kicked in. A bunch of us gathered at out buddy's house, Craig, later in the afternoon and i found it really scary that my WRX was the slowest car in the bunch that day. All the ppl who showed up came in a Mustang Cobra, the Galant, a Porsche 911, Corvette Z06 and Craig's Viper which was absolutely gorgeous. Craig took me for a ride in the Viper and then he actually let me drive it around in the parking lot. Granted i only used 1st and 2nd gears but 2nd gear in this beast is still a more orgasmic experience than most cars will ever be. Plus it was so wide and so low to the ground, i couldn't handle the thought of driving on the street and scraping it. Later i came back to AA and just hung out on campus, hitting one of the cafes and getting a little reading done, watching people on the streets, and really missing all the night life college activity. I'm really glad i'm moving to a bigger city now and it made me focus on why i hated Indy so much. Oh well, off to my parents place now to spend a little family quality time. At least they have cable tv now so its all good.

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Friday, June 13, 2003, 01:38 a.m.

Smaller is better...

After coming back home from watching The Italian Job, i want to drive a Mini again. God, they're such fun cars. I have a feeling it'll be part of my DVD collection as soon as it comes out on video.

I feel pretty happy and i've had several things that helped me get back in a good mood. Yesterday i got to pick up my car from the body shop and they did a terrific job, looks just like it did off the lot. Of course my final bill with all other expenses incurred put me over $2K, but i'll take it as a very expensive learning experience. I'm off work for the next week starting tonight. Over the last 48 hrs i counted only 6 hours of really fragmented sleep. It got so bad that by the end of my shift this morning, i was so tired while checking email that my eyes tried to focus on the words on the screen and just gave up. Then i dragged my half dead body back to the alignment shop to get my wheels straighted out and it turned out to be free. Then i stopped by the other auto body shop to pick up my new bumper lip and get it installed, and it turned out great as well. I capped the day catching the aforementioned movie which was surprising good. I don't remember laughing so much at a movie in a while, but maybe i'm just delerious and exhausted. We do tend to be more emotionally honest, or insane, when we're tired.

Well i'm off to michigan in the morning. It should be fun.

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Sunday, June 8, 2003, 05:21 p.m.

I got a speck of dirt in my eye

I tried washing my eyes out when i got home but it still feels like its there. I hate that persistent feeling of irritation. Dale picked me up early this morning (9:30 am on a sunday is pretty early in most circles) to check out an auto-x event up in Converse, IN which was being held at an old abandoned airstrip. I don't think i'd want to run time trial races in an active airport with planes about to land on your head. Anyways, the weather was quite so-so and in the hour drive up there, we passed by gray skies, thunderstorms, then gray skies again and by the time we got there it was close to noon and they were already onto their 2nd round of drivers. We were both dissapointed that none of the regular Indianapolis subaru crew were there even tho people were talking about going (thanks for wasting our time guys!) and the only other two cars that looked remotely interesting, an RS-turbo and someone's pretty new yellow Lancer Evo 8, had already completed their runs and were done for the day. I forgot to mention, it was really windy and despite having my glasses on, grit was blown into my eye. That sort of spurred my decision to leave when Dale asked me if i wanted to stick around and leave (i could tell he was bored too). On the way home i had to bitch at least once about wanting my car back, as my pick up time has now been delayed at least 2 more days. I hate all this waiting, unexpected surprises, extra costs, and having to bother my friends and bug them for transportation. I also realize that 2 days is nothing, and this is really nothing to bitch about since its my fault anyway. In fact its probably good that i'll be working the next couple days since it'll give me other things to do. Either way, there shouldn't be any reason i can't pick it up before i head back to michigan this coming weekend. I'm sincerely looking forward to this since i'll be saying hi and bye to a few of my remaining michigan friends. I have a feeling i won't be back there except for holidays and whatnot. Of course i have promised Dale and his wife that i'll be back in Indy when he has his kidney transplant operation. The fact that they even asked me to be there is reason enough to take the time off to go. Hopefully i can and hopefully it'll go smoothly.

Dammit i can't stop blinking. Glad i don't wear contacts sometimes.

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Saturday, June 7, 2003, 09:18 p.m.

Back from Philly again

As the title says, i'm back home. I now have a home in the greater Philadelphia area for the next year although i'll probably move when the lease expires. Some family friends of mine from my old church were kind enough to keep me for a couple nights. They live in a great house in downtown Philly, in the area called Center City. While i really liked the place, i was never the type to live in the middle of the city and the action. After spending a day of searching on Thurs, looking mostly at places in the west suburbs, i found a nice deal on a 2 bedroom place thats even cheaper than my Indy apt. It may be a little too quiet tho, and it may be coincidence, but my unit was placed next to several asian families. I counted two chinese and one japanese household just from overhearing the conversation outside the windows. I dont think it was intentional, but it still struck me as weird. Frankly, i don't really care as long as they're not loud. While i went out for dinner downtown, i kept thinking the same things wherever i went: 1) the people look a lot better and dress a lot better than where i am now 2) i'm going to go broke having too much fun here.

I can't wait to move.

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Saturday, May 31, 2003, 02:31 p.m.

Hmmm...what day is it?

Its the middle of the afternoon and i just woke up. Yes i got off work the day before. As easy as my job is, i think the schedule and hours are finally starting to irritate me. Maybe its the long hours combined with the sheer lack of things to do, i'm not sure. To be honest i think i should have signed on for some more moonlighting shifts, i certainly could use the extra money. Especially with the $1500 body shop bill i racked up crashing my car like a stupid ass on memorial weekend.

Oh thats right, last week i kind of crunched my front bumper. I was pretty upset (mostly at myself) and didn't really want to relive the events on paper.
Monday i was off work and so bored that i decided to grab a friend and have a little fun going country driving down in Brown Co. again. I drove about 10 miles of twisties and turned around. On the way back i decide to take a wide open left-hander a little harder than i thought i could handle and ended up running my car off the road, jumping this small ditch and landing on a field with a SLAM. I really thought i destroyed my 1 month old WRX...but through *someone*s good graces my car was in incredibly good shape, except for the front bumper that got smooshed and a $350 front spoiler that was trashed.

Well i'm an idiot, but at least i wasn't hurt and my friend who was with me now has a funny story to tell :p

What else really happened this week? Not really much except talking to my sister, i find out shes kinda NOT seeing her long time bf right now and is taking a break and apparently hooked up with some other guy in her class at school. I need to pay a visit to Ann Arbor soon, i miss the place and i have nothing to do for the next few days.

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Wednesday, May 21, 2003, 11:07 a.m.

My thoughts on Acen

Ok i've had 2 days off to myself and finally summed up the will to type again. The way i'm carrying on, you would have either thought that i had too much fun or a horrible time and honestly, it was neither. I had a really good weekend but i don't think it was one of faves. Yet, being possibly my last Acen it will be kind of special for me. Plus i'm not sure if i can top being Kaami :p

Much like Janelle's journal i guess i'll break down my highlights by day:
Thurs:
After doing the 30 min shopping spree for my costume and hitting the road for chicago, it was a pretty quiet drive up there and we got there a lot sooner than i thought. After we checked in and got settled at the hotel i let janelle start to recup from her sore throat and SARS and told her that she just needed to chill tonight before the real con started tommorow. I took a drive out to the Schaumberg area to catch some of the Chicago subaru guys for one last time. I've probably visited them as much as i have my other friends in town and i'll miss them as much too. It was a little chilly and stupid me i forgot to pack a jacket so i was standing out in the Borders parking lot, kibbitzing and freezing my korean arse off. Still i said my final goodbyes to some of the guys i almost considered friends in the car club and took off. I had to race back to the hotel, find Juneha who was the only one who wanted to go check out Matrix Reloaded with Eug and I and after a few mishaps, finally got our asses back to Schaumberg again to catch the 11:15 pm showing at the Loews at Woodfield. Incidentally the coat i bought for my cosplay was identical to Neo's coat in the movie and i thought about wearing it, but i decided...i'll just be a geek AT the con, not OUTSIDE of it. It was kind of sad cause Eug couldn't stick around the rest of the weekend and had to finish packing up and then drive straight down to Tennessee for a 1 week training course before heading out east to start his book selling job (which still sounds oddly fishy to me).
Fri
The next morning i woke up too early and found out janelle didn't get any sleep at all because of the snoring chorus from last night, so i decided to take off from the room, look around and give her some downtime. I went and checked out the dealers room which i found to be kind of underwhelming this year. I dont know wether because it was in a larger convention room but it seemed smaller with fewer dealers and in this wonderful day of internet shops, there really were no amazing bargains there. I found only 1 toy that i wanted to pick up, especially since i couldn't find it when i was in Tokyo in March (i suspect it hadn't been released yet). Of course only THAT item was gone when i went back on Sunday *sigh*. Fri was actually a pretty slow day with me just mingling in the game room, getting my IIDX fix satisfied in the game room, and running into a few familiar faces here and there. Some of whom i was hoping to avoid and some i was glad to see. In the evening i followed janelle and yosuke to the Meet the Guests session and i sort of dropped out of sight when they went to hang around Matsubara's table since i am not one of his favorite people (yes a GOH hates me, and over a girl too, hahahahaha) and saw only one guest i wanted to talk to, Yoko Ishida, but she already had ppl at her table. Also i didn't really want to talk to any of them at the session, since i hate forced conversation situations, like a date or interview. Nothing is worse than sitting down, staring dumbly trying to think of something to ask. I decided to go back up to the room to take what must have been my third nap of the day. Then i hear that our friend Steve who dissappeared off the chicago radar for a while was going to make a dramatic return, so i dragged my tired carcass out of the room to head back down. He hadn't showed up yet but i brought some piano music with me to screw around with the grand that was in the lobby. I was playing BoA - Every Heart which i was still working on, and this older lady who was a con attendee sat down next to me and told me that it was one of her fave anime themes. I laughed and told her that i had no idea it was anime music and only knew it because i was a BoA kpop and jpop fan. I started playing and she started singing along which was fun. After that a group of us hit one of the k-ok joints in the chicago burbs and i had a great time, compared to when i had the damn laryngitis last year and could only squeak out one song. I hate sounding conceited about this, but i think my singing voice has gotten MUCH better since i've been actively k-ok'ing the last couple years. After coming back to the hotel we tried to catch one of the room parties we knew about, and it looked more like post-war devastation. Our friend Ryan, who was the room host, was already hugging the toilet and there were open containers everywhere with a few still conscious ppl still in the room. I was bored and decide to get a quick headstart and finish off Ryan's remaining Skyy Vodka and some rum whose name i can't remember anymore. The next morning he was grateful that i finished those off because he swore off liquor for the rest of the weekend, poor guy. Well after drinking what was close to 8-9 shots in 20 min time, i was getting pretty drunk but thankfully not becoming too much of an ass. We crashed around 4 am only to find out the next morning i had promptly passed out in bed and had be elbowing and kicking janelle all night. Guess i lost those bed-sharing privileges *roll eyes*
Sat
I woke up early again and much like the previous morning i left early so our resident SARS girl could get some sleep while the rest of us were out. The bad thing was i was still somewhat drunk...i hadn't even gotten to the hangover stage yet because i wasn't asleep long enough. Figuring that i needed to go somewhere nice and quiet away from the con crowds, i grabbed all my piano music and headed for the basement grand piano located by con ops. On the way tho i stumbled into the gift shop to buy some bottled water and tylenol to head off the impending hangover. Thankfully these were successful. While i was waiting to pay for stuff in the gift shop i looked and the person who was in line next to me was...Yoko Ishida! Without any PR or translator with her she was trying to purchase a prepaid phone card so she could make a quick phone home and had no idea how to read the english instructions. After introducing myself and apparently impressing her with my horrible japanese i helped her call home. At that point i was completely relaxed talking to her and was simply frustrated by my lack of vocabulary, unable to talk to her about the weekend experience, and chicago, the way i wanted to. Apparently she hadn't gotten the chance to see downtown chicago yet and i joked with janelle later that i wanted to invite her along when we went downtown. After all, we're pretty cool non-dork ppl, it would be a small group and her japanese was pretty good and mine...well, hers was good. Honestly i bet she would have had a good time, but i'm sure the guest relations would have none of that :p I spent most of the morning til lunchtime goofing on the piano and also keeping Mark company in con ops, which i thought had to have been one of the worst jobs ever. You don't go for 30 sec without having to answer people's questions, and he was sceduled to to this for a 10 hr shift, how horrible. Like last night, i found that congoers and fans actually pretty cool when the approached me about music and playing, unlike idiots who just want to talk about anime and vid games. I guess i have a lot of respect for fellow musicians, no matter how stupid their costumes look. Once lunchtime hit i went back to the room to fetch janelle so we could pickup makeup for my outfit and get ready. Of course up to this point she was still pretty skeptical that this project would even work, but i kept flattering her since she was the only one i would even trust doing my makeup and hair. I left everything completely in her hands and just acted like a human canvas. Two thoughts on this; 1) having to wear foundation sucks 2) trying not to blink when having an eyeliner pencil poked in your eye was like some form of torture to me. After we got everything together, even *i* was surprised how well it turned out. With J, Yosuke, Lee and Chrissy and my group entourage we paraded around the hotel and that had to have been one of the funniest experiences ever. I suspect i was one of the few visual-kei/goth folks who actually *looked* bishounen and pretty good doing it. Plus pretending that i was a non-english speaking asian and keeping the mellow somber face the whole time was fun to do, and helped keep me from talking to random fangirls that i didn't want to. I would just whisper things in yosuke's ear who was acting as my 'translator' "OMG, these people are so STUPID, hahahaha". I would do the polite smiling, bowing, mumble words under my breath and pretty soon congoers were bowing back to me as if i was japanese. Best part was i was unrecognizable. I passed by several people i knew who didn't look twice at me...unless they wanted to take a photo. As for photos, i lost count after about 30. I also lost count as to the number of guesses as to who i was dressed up as. Since i don't listen to visual kei bands i recognized none of the names save the occasional *gackt*. Now the really interesting thing about the whole experience, stupid fans aside, was the number of ppl, girls esp who already knew me, who started looking at me a LOT different after seeing me in costume. I had planned a room party for most of my friends in our hotel room on Sat night and devoted it mostly to easy to drink girly/fruity drinks like Midori Sours and Apple Puckers cause i knew many of them weren't hard drinkers. I was still in costume as i was tending bar, since it was such a PITA to remove things like the boots. I wanted to milk it for all it was worth until i couldn't stand having it on any more. Plus i was making several trips out of the room to be seen again and find other friends and let them know about the party. Back to what i was saying before, suddenly i found it easy to flirt around with some of the cuter girls i knew, now that they started looking at me as this sexy androgynous dude. Why anyone really finds that sexy, i have no idea, but oh well. As fun as it sounds tho, most of them were way too young too so that kind of killed some of the fun of it. Damn my conscience. All in all i thought i was a good party and i was pretty happy how it turned out. Everyone sort of accepted it as the central gathering place and even when people would leave en masse to check out what else was going on that night, they kept coming back and that made me happy. Of course i had to give this really sappy 'i'm going to miss you guys after i move' speech, but sometimes cheese is ok.
Sun
This whole day was a painful session of fighting to stay awake. After having another morning piano session after waking up too early, i was rudely and i feel, unncessarily kicked out, but oh well. After going downtown with janelle and henry, she went to spend quality time with a couple of her college friends and i ended up giving henry a tour of downtown chicago, which was funny esp since i wasnt really the local there. Luckily it was a nice day to walk outside and we got to know each other better which is funny since i've seen him at 2 previous different cons and even crashed in the same house as him last New Years in the bay area and he had no idea who i was. We were all on the verge of dying from lack of sleep but headed up to steve's house for an impromptu post con BBQ which was pretty fun. I was so tired and not in the socializing mood so i took over kitchen grilling duties after steve and ryan made some pretty good burgers. I got to learn how hard it was to grill raw chicken thoroughly without burning it. Plus i felt a little bad when steve's parents walked in and found the kitchen filled with smoke *oops*. Janelle and i left the BBQ about 11 pm and didn't get home until 3am and even tho she was absolutely drained, she stayed up for the 4 hr drive home just to keep me awake, which i'm eternally grateful for. I know i wouldnt have made it on my own.

Well thats all i have to say about the weekend. It's postcon day #3 and i still don't feel recovered, god i must be getting old.

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Monday, May 19, 2003, 03:35 p.m.

Back from Acen

I'm not going to say too much right now except this short entry just to remind people that i'm still alive and kicking. The weekend was fun, exhausting, sleep-deprived and amusing, and thankfully free of any personal drama and weirdness. I think the stories will come out later when my mind and body are more awake, but in general this was definitely more of a con that i spent with my friends, and hardly anything to do with the convention itself. Except for the cosplay part of course, but thats a whole thing in itself.

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Tuesday, May 13, 2003, 01:36 p.m.

"You'll have to pry it from my cold..dead..hands.."

This is to quote Charlton Heston, president of the NRA, taken from a soundbyte from Michael Moore's movie, Bowling for Columbine. I was reminded of this scene and furthermore where i live now (Indiana heartland) when i was chit-chatting with a couple ER nurses and techs at work last week. I know i make jokes about how pervasively white and redneck (less so) Indiana may be. However Indianapolis is a little cosmopolitan oasis in the middle of the state compared to its surround, more provincial towns. Yet i can't help but be reminded that unlike many other big cities, many of the people who live here are still native Hoosiers, born and bred. One of my best friends here is a major firearms nut and has a safe full of handguns, rifles, hunting and assault. His wife likes to shoot as well as has her own collection. Yes they have a slight accent and midwest upbringing, but are great people and never strike me as close-minded at all, but the topic of gun-control is not something i choose to bring up with them, mainly because i think it is a pointless arguement and they actually fit my view of responsible firearms owners. In fact my friend Dale taught me how to load/fire both automatics and revolvers, so now i actually know how to flip a safety switch on a automatic pistol unlike those idiots on tv who try to fire with the safety turned on =P

Anyways, back to the conversation i had with my coworkers last week. One of them brought up Bowling for Columbine and it got my attention, since i like the movie a lot even tho many villify Michael Moore as being this colossal liar who throws out numbers and stats that are just plain wrong. He may be a liar, but the issues he brought up in the movie are still valid, and discounting the firearms problem in America is like trying to argue here that the Jewish Holocaust never happened. Well at first i thought what was going to be a conversation about pro-gun control turned into a very ANTI gun control law as both of the guys i talked to really hated the negative slant the movie gave towards gun owners and were very opposed to any gun reform. Again, i mostly listened and didn't take the other side because it was not a fight i wanted to pick at the time and i was clearly in the minority opinion here. Again, these guys are great and i'd trust them if i was in a bind, but we just don't see eye to eye on this issue.

Yes i live in Indiana and i shouldn't forget it. Well that's going to change in a couple months anyway.



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