moBiLOG: fake tree is up

Hoisted the fakie. Christmas just got upgraded to full blown jabam.

Music Makes the World Go 'Round

If you look down on the right hand side of the page, I have all my Pandora stations listed. Pandora is rad. Hoist one up and have a hear.
Cheers!

Giving Thanks and Finding Peace

It's been extremely hectic since returning from Thanksgiving holiday in Albuquerque and I just have the opportunity to catch up and write on the subject. It was a bitter sweet trip.

My mom and I flew in T-day from Reno. Most of our family is still there - both sides. I stayed and feasted with my Grandparents, aunt and uncle (my father could not make it in from Indiana) while mom went to her cousin's. I had a wonderful time and always love seeing my GP'z. Thanksgiving was very quite with only five of us, really cozy. We had a chance to catch up on their recent trip to Williamsburg and future plans to travel back to Europe one last time. I just can't express how cool it is to hear about their adventures. I believe my sense of adventure comes from hearing them talk over coffee about all the places they have traveled to. When I was very young, they would have friends over and show slide shows of trips overseas. I am thankful they traveled and inspired me to do the same. Anyway, I'll be back in February to see them and meet up with my pop for some skiing in Santa Fe and giant plates of juevos rancheros.

A few days a large portion of my mom's side of the family got together to spread the ashes of my cousin, who recently past at the young age of 34, and his mother, who expired some year's ago. My uncle Bill and cousin James spread mother and son's ashes in a small river outside of Santa Fe where Bill and Helena conceived Zia. It was very peaceful and a beautiful experience. Back to the earth, back home.

Rest in peace my friends. You loved and were beloved.

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MoBiLOG: back at Phx airport

So far, so good. Flight seems to be on time for Reno. The only omen
was the airline posting the wrong flight number. It was corrected.
Don't let me down Phx.

Thank you,
Sterling Doak

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Mobile blog: wow

Happy Tha ... Tha... Th, Th...ahhhh hell with it. Just cut a hole
open and jam some pie in there.

Mobile blog: renting a car at Abq

Within a span of 30 seconds, Craig T Nelson and one of the Arkins
walked past me. They weren't traveling together. Last time I was here
it was Val Kilmer. Must be snow at Taos.

Thank you,
Sterling Doak

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Mobile blog: Phx airport

The Phx airport is my fucking arch nemisis. I can't remember the last
time I had a flight on time here. I'm on my way to Abq and thankfully
we got a head start on these punk asses. The glazed ham jabaam is
still on!

Of note: these birds in the airport. Wow...where do I start with that?
Lazy piece of shit birds.

Living in the Amazon.com

I was watching PBS last night, Charlie Rose, and Jeff Bezos was on. Amazon just released the AmazonKindle, a digital reader. I am always impressed with Bezos and how he presents his products in a rolled up sleeve fashion. Not only is he completely lucid in his predictions, he seems genuinely lost in the forest of the Amazon.com jungle of new products, yet able to maintain a a lifeguard's perch on the company's visions of the digital future.

I love the Kindle idea. I'm becoming a person who likes to carry less and less with me - I recently bought an iPhone and my iPod rarely leaves the car now and my lap top is usually on house arrest - so the idea of taking many books, articles, etc with me on the road is an amazing prospect. Bezos claims all information is destined to be digital, I agree. But my question is... if we are destined for a paperless environment, what's going to happen to all the forests 500 years from now? Obviously, digital toilet paper is on the horizon, but seriously... I would love to be a fly on the way hundreds of years from now when EVERYTHING is made of wood again because these damn trees are EVERYWHERE.

George Washington's teeth would be proud.

Nevada vs Hawaii Pregame Post

Dude, the internet freaks me out sometimes. I'm getting ready to write a short blurb about anticipating the game tonight, and in the process I do a quick search for some info. I Google 'Nevada vs Hawaii' and I click on a link for Yahoo's Upcoming. Okay, fine. But then I look to the right and I see in attendance Ryan Jerz. Recently, I invited Ryan to speak at an ad club luncheon, with others, on Web 2.0. As part of the Web 2.0 speaker selection process, I began to do a ton of research on Web 2.0. and really started to feel the geek inside me start to stand erect. I had one of those 2001 A Space Odyssey moments... dun duuuuunnnnn.... DUN dun DUN dun DUUUU. (I still don't understand why I can't listen to sounds clips on Wikipedia). Anyway, the point of all this is, just the mere coincidence of seeing Ryan's group on Yahoo randomly has made me rethink this Web 2.0 community we're living in now. You don't just randomly run into people online, you run in networks. Your moving around looking for things and you bump into other people and I'm finding it to be pretty cool actually.

Alright, off of that and on to this. It's pre-game. The NEVADA football game is tonight vs undefeated Hawaii. We have a great record against Hawaii, so tonight could be the big upset. It's going to be cold out there, and Hawaii is a sheltered bunch of women. Yeah, yeah I made a feminist joke. Call Phil Jackson for my appology. I got my thermos, puffy jacket and custom Wolfpack hat (in the shape of a wolf's head). I stole it from the Wall. I'm ready! GO PACK!

6am

Sometimes I wake up early. I caught this piece of action at 6am - marble sky.

The Bryan Mcardle/Nate Coats Birthday Experience

Most of the gang got together last night to celebrate the aging of two great guys. I've known both of these gents for a few years now, and have celebrated their birthdays independently, but never in tandem. I think it worked out well. I always like the conglomerate birthday because you generally get a larger and more diverse group, which makes for big fun.

We generally do a dinner for the birthdays - as I think most people do. This night we ate Sushi. In attendance were Bryan and his girlfriend Michelle, Tyler, Chris, Matt, Nate and girlfriend Beth, finally, Todd. Todd was the wildcard here - he drove all the way down from Incline Village, needing some MANTIME as he just broke up with his lady of many months. Todd is like the Autobahn and I think she was driving a Honda Accord. Here are some photos from dinner. Nothing of note happened except overeating, a few choice jokes (I told a sushi joke - I asked the guy for a Godzilla Handroll) and some good conversation.

(from top : me and T-Bone, Bryan and Michelle, Quail Egg Shooters, Todd gives the all go, Matt and Nate, Chris points with choppers)

Our next stop was the bowling alley. We've started bowling again as the weather turns colder. We've been a few times in the last few weeks, and I think I'm finally at the point where I need my own ball and shirt to seal the deal. It won't make me bowl better, but it will put the pressure on to act like I know what the hell I'm doing.

Because this was a birthday celebration - shit got a little, well, fun. The group at large bowled about three games. A few of us die hards went on to bowl a total of five games. Basically we shut the place down - pretty standard procedure for this crew.

(from top Todd plays some competitive sports, Vern throws the domestic violence ball, Nate in action, Nate impressed with himself )

Of note: because Todd is the Autobahn, he has few limits. Drinking is one of them. I give you... a pint of Jager!



Good night sweet prince.

Booty Call

I was in Sactown today. News Station 10, out there, has a live morning show that follows Good Morning America (I believe?) and one of our clients, a developer, has been sending the VP of Sales out to pitch their condos in the Sacramento Valley. He's a good guy. 25 and Special Ed - got it made.
Anyway, I get to the studio to meet the VP there. We're in the green room shooting the shit about nothing in particular and I hear... loud celebrity banter in the hallway. Let me preface: I have not been around a lot of celebs, and even when I am, generally I don't approach them for autographs or photos. I figure there are two types of celebs - those that want to be left alone, and those that make a spectacle, thus inviting the attention (usually promoting something). Ok, three if you count those that are habitual line steppers, repeatedly busted for snorting cocaine off the airfoil of their Porsche and inflict collateral damage to a vehicle with an umbrella... in Los Angeles...with an umbrella. I will tell you here and now - this guy doesn't have an umbrella. He's come to the morning show because he's performing at a local comedy club (clue number two) and being interviewed to plug the show.
The Celeb comes in and immediately takes the time to say hello to everyone, though never introducing himself to the four people in the green room. Only the VP and I are of the age group to know who The Celeb is - MTV generation (final clue). The Celeb starts asking why my client is on the show, condos, how much, where... Jesus, I think, are we going to get a sale right here? I begin to feel a public relations hard on emerging. Dear Lord, the Celeb buys condo from my client, photo op, front page, ding, ding, ding, ding! But then, as it appears the Celeb is just chatty, I lose blood flow. Must say that Celeb is very engaging and actually quite nice.
The Celeb is obviously part of a well oiled schedule, because he is not in the green room more than 2 minutes before he's on the air. The Celeb is a pro and his interview turns to a movie he made some years back. Not a great movie, but the Celeb created a catch phrase, from which the movie got is title, back in the day. The interplay with the hosts is great, the movie banter leads to banter about what the movie means and before you know, the Celeb has every woman in the building bantering on this lap. The Celeb is laughing and having a very jovial time as they exit to commercial. Brilliant. The Celeb is a bona fide pimp.
I won't bore you with how the VP's segment went, because only Burt Reynolds, early 1970's style nudity would be more entertaining, but it went well. I remain in the green room. I hear the Celeb coming up the hall, still being followed by his impromptu harem. Quickly, I pop up and duck my head out the door and say, "Hey, Bill. Great segment. Best of luck with the shows. And, would it be ok if I got a pic with you?" The Celeb is accommodating. Ladies and gents, give it up for a hell of a guy and coiner of the term 'booty call', Bill Bellamy.

Sharing the weekend

The weekend

Sometimes people ask, "How was your weekend?" Usually I say it was great. Sometimes I think I should share it. So, here it is:
It was a very relaxing weekend for the most part. Friday, me and my 'special friend' went to see the Dancing Queen at the Eldorado. Let me preface the situation while you wipe up the drink you just spit out, ok? Ok. My friend is a dancer, so I thought, "Hey, what a nice thing for me to do for her." See, I'm not a complete {expletive deleted}. I like to do things for people when I know they will appreciate it. We had dinner at Bistro Roxy, which was lovely. I got a {expletive deleted} up look from the waiter when I asked for the bottomless pasta bowl and took my shoes off. Eventually they were able to calm me and get my shoes back on. I ordered us a nice steak. {expletive deleted}. Anyway, great food. I was in rare form and we spent the next hour laughing and eating. I'm really good on dates. I make my dates laugh. I think this is the purpose for going out to dinner; to amuse your date. But that's just how Sturbo rolls the dice. Anyway, back to the story: The Dancing Queen is one of those canned, live casino shows downtown. I'm not going to go into great detail, but I will tell you right now that I was just expecting to sit thru this show, smile and be nice. {expletive deleted} that {expletive deleted}. From go this thing was hilarious. Everyone on stage was homosexual - I love gay people, don't get me wrong - but this was over the top. These people were not only gay, but British. Which is another realm of gay. ShowGay. No one said the thing was a comedy. I was doubled over the entire time, so was my date and so was the lady behind us. Great show, made our night.
Moving on to Saturday...
I have a large tree in my front yard. You see where I'm going with this, right? Yes, I was time to get Ryan Leaf out of the front yard. My roommate's (Tyler) boy (the Man) was here this weekend, so we put said Man to work. But only after we made a {expletive deleted} island size nacho platter.

Here are some photos from the yard.


How cute is this little bastard (actually not a bastard, I know where both of his parents are). And then he played us a song.

Yeah, I know. It makes you want to have one, right. WRONG. Anyway, onward.
Saturday night was my mom's birthday dinner at Johnny's. I had the Penne Alla Vodka. Lovely evening. Friends and family. Gave mom a car detail. I do it every year. We broke the rule and sang. She was NOT amused.
Sunday...
I got up and cleaned the shit out of my car because I think a bear had been living in it. I surmised by the 4lb dump on the floorboard and various candy wrappings. Then off to Adam's to watch some tackle football and play some Nintendo Wii. Today I bowled a personal high of 224 with 5 strikes in a row. I bowled like {expletive deleted} the rest of the day.


At the moment, I am home and getting ready to watch the rest of the Cowboy game. Go 'boys.
Thank you, and good night. Oh, and have a nacho. We still have some left.

First things first

I'm trying to rock a cross blog from my Myspace and I get this action:

"Sorry! an unexpected error has occurred.
This error has been forwarded to MySpace's technical group."

C'mon MyspaceGoogleTimeGEMicrosoftStarbucks
get your shit together.