...And the First Step

Howdy and welcome to my little slice of the information super highway.

as of 16:45 central standard time my roomate Tim created the word
"va-jay-jay" Now I know that makes no sense, but let me enlighten you. I live in a 2 bedroom house with 5 guys. Its like three's company but much, much gayer. The other thing you must know that each of my roommates have a niche they play. Let me introduce you to the gang:

Me: I'm sort of a different cat, I'm like the day walker of the nerd world. While I can dork down with the best of them, I'm also able to talk to chicks without staring at the floor or involuntarily pissing myself. I'm a pretty funny guy who has a decent range of humors, from your basic dick and fart jokes to your more advanced and sophisticated dick and fart jokes. You know the ones you can tell while your enjoying wine and perhaps a fine cheese.

Tim: he's pretty much my best friend. We could be brothers the way we often play off each other and the way at times we can be complete and utter assholes to each other. If there was a word to describe tim, it's music. he is fucking gay for music. I always get to hear the bands before the become main stream. We were listening to linkin park, way before hybrid theory took off. he's had a rough couple of month's, but i helped him get back on his feet and i've never been happier to have someone to tell funny jokes pretty much any time.

Coty: I've known coty since we were in third grade and he is my best friend. he's pretty much your typical redneck, usually drunk off his ass thanks to busch light or downloading obscure porn. who knew pregnant czech teens was a profitable adult industry. don't get me wrong he's a good guy. sometimes he just does awkward stuff like what i named the "care bear stare." Its basically what his eyes do when hes really, really loaded. All he can muster is a blatant stare at whatever womanly device is near by. Be it crotch, ass, or boobs, nothing can escape the longing,desperate glance of the care bear stare.

Luke: He's a pretty cool guy, he's into sports, games, and constantly bitching at coty for the stupid shit he does around the house. I went to high school with all of the guys i live with, but i never spent much time getting to know Luke. it's been a neat opportunity to get to see someone else's point of view.

Justin: I haven't had a chance to get to know him much since we were kids, he's got a kid now and he's got a job in the valley. we get along, but not really well. he locked me in a freezer when i was 9. nuff said.

but back to the origins of "va-jay-jay". coty in his quest to get porn on every piece of digital equipment he can, he managed to record some indie film starring that chick from coyote ugly... well she plays this lesbian and it had a MA rating. so while looking for the new episode of "stargate atlantis", we found it sitting there. through the magic of Tivo we were looking for the buck wild lesbo stuff when Tim yelled, "for fucks sake, all I is to see some god damn va-jay-jay" and so the catch phrase of the day was created, which eventually led to me going down to wal-mart to buy a small note book to start writing down the witty ideas we come up with while out and about.

so far I have in my leather bound notepad that says "evidence" on the outside:
1. va-jay-jay
2. punched! before climaxing
3. scooby doo that shit.
4. i like polar bears.
5. starting a radio station called wkid... child molester radio. we'd have such great transitions like "its time to grab some candy and get in the van for another hour of music on w.k.i.d.

However its where i must leave you, because it's saturday and i gots to get my drink on. more to come.

-Jeric