Disclaimer.

"When using any driving directions or map, it's a good idea to do a reality check and make sure the road still exists, watch out for construction, and follow all traffic safety precautions. This is only to be used as an aid in planning." - Yahoo Maps.


P.S. Three of my thoughts ensemble that statement.

Good Conversation.

her: What is my favorite candle?

me: I think it starts with 'm' something?

her: No... You don't know what is my favorite candle.

me: I slip every now and then.

her: You are not a good stalker.

me: Yea... But I think, I know majority of the rest though.




* I almost did ask "What's the name of your favorite flower?"

Thank God for having a strength to hold myself back.
Hew, that was close.

Dark Side.


Yea, I think I'm depressed.

I fucking hate everybody.

An Unexpected Fun.

I had a chance to ride my brother's crotch-rocket tonight. I went to my usual hangout place to play some cards, and won. Yes! Then Randy wanted us ride (bikes) to Beale St. (Downtown of Memphis) because many bars were having a Bike Night. Randy is a 50ish man whom I met through automobile biz, and he happened to own a crotch-rocket himself.

As we were riding through streets of Downtown, at one stop light, I was in front of a police car. As usual, I was trying not to do anything stupid, I've heard a voice through the speaker saying "Git it*.. Come on.. Do it!" Cop was yelling through a speaker in his squad car telling me to take off real fast. At first, thought "oh, man what a cool ass cop," then my good side was telling me "Albert, don't fall for a stupid shit." After light has changed, I went slow to let him pass me, the funny thing was when he was passing me, again he motioned me to take off fast. Then I looked up, there was a cop sitting on next light. I was relieved... Cool Ass, Albert. Cool...

Ok, I need to fess up. Really funny thing was that after passing a "sitting still" squad car (cop no. 2), for some reason I thought that I just saw a red light in front of me. So, I stopped. For a while, I was waiting for lights to change. A brief moment later, I heard a voice through a speaker. "Start moving forward," the third cop ( he was behind of us ) was telling me to move. I looked around then realized myself standing still on middle of a street, and that red light was about 100ft away from me. While all of this was going on, the cop pulled his car next to my "sitting still" ass, yelling out the window "What the hell are you doing standing still on middle of a street for?" "move your damn bike." As soon as I heard his first shout, I put that damn bike in first gear, I was rolling... Of course, slow. As I was making my slow getaway, I looked on a rearview mirror, all I could see was a line of headlights from the cars were behind me. Thinking "shit, shit." "I'm so going to get stopped!". I needed a cop to tell my dumbass 'not' to stop on middle of a street! Dumb Ass, Albert. Dumb Ass!

I needed a cold one... Fast.

Beale St. was busy. There were bikers everywhere. Music, beer were flowing, and the hott chicks. Nice bikes, old ass bikes, chrome-everything bikes, girl riding a bike, girl on top of another girl on a bike.. lol

Randy and I decided to go park our rides then we ended up at Coyote Ugly. This is a new joint just opened about a month or so ago. I've never been in one, and boy was I glad that I did ( Randy was already 'planning' our next visit) The whole place was jamming with loud ass music ( mostly boot-scootin, Shania Twain still rocks! ) beer were icy cold, and the chicks! They were dancing all over the bar counter.
















I wished for better camera.

















The Bartender.

( yes, she is hott! )

Quiet honestly, I wasn't that impressed with the bar, however they had great atmosphere, full of energy, and yes, the bartender. I won't visit here too often, but it was an unexpected fun. If there is a next time, I'll might even throw on some Justin's boots... ha ha.
(can't do Wranglers just yet, need to upsize them)


"What the hell are you standing still on a middle of street for?"

I'm out.


* Git = As it sounds, it means Get.

Brief Silence.


Talk to you soon.

My Moment, And My Moment Only Please.

Yes, I've finally done it. I've went to a music concert on my own. The last music concert I've seen was back in Korea, 'Charity Concert from the Red Cross' hehe, yea, it was awesome.. right. They did had some of A celebrities appear, but mostly the B's and the C's.

Since then closest celebrity encounter I had was about 6 month ago, my friend Gary and I were in the Club 152, which is located in Beale St. (pretty famous street where Blues musicians made their legends), we're drinking and 'checking out' the crowds.. All of the sudden, Steven Seagal walks in to the joint! Gary looked at me then asked the obvious question, "hey, is that Steven Seagal?," I replied "Yea, dude. This is crazy. I've heard that he bought a house in Memphis, guess that's true." He got on the stage, put on a guitar, started to jamming away.

I've always been interested in music, but never 'organize' or 'plan' myself to attend an event or two. Also, Memphis isn't the place where many of artists schedule their concerts. (at least the 'ones' that I like to see).
We do have a big summer event which lot of artists performs, but I never wanted to be in that crowd.. Why? For a some reason, every year around that event, it rained.
The official name of that event is "Memphis In May Music Fest," but the locals call it the "Mud Fest" I tend to like some of artists comes through but nah, not me.
There are small concerts throughout the year, but I didn't find enough interests in them to go see. (and get muddy.. Right)

Ohhh, there was one time, I almost had a chance to see one of my fav. band Linkin Park in town, but that dumb ass Amber, then my ex-girlfriend's employee, supposed to hold my tickets then ended up selling my tickets to some stranger! She 'forgot the hold' part, and I think she was upset with her manager 'my ex,' oh well. Since then I haven't got inspired to go attend a music concert.

Last February, I've logged onto Jamesblunt.com and found out he's having a US Summer Tour, and schedules including Atlanta(Sat. 13th of May), Nashville(Sun. 14th), St. Louis(Mon. 15th).. See? Memphis wasn't in the plan. I've picked Nashville because it's the closest.

From Memphis to Nashville takes about 3hours, I've got there 2 hours early to do some sight seeing, then met this group.















Kelly, Micah, Holley
Cheers mates!

Concert was great!
Although I had this lady next to me who kept telling me not to "sing,"

























Finally,
I'll leave you with this...

Nice.




















We're going to have the 'Coyote Ugly' in Memphis.
I'll say, it's an improvement over singing 'country' karaoke songs on Thursday night.
















I literally felt my "already big" head getting bigger.


And, I couldn't help myself on this one.

Wishful Thinking.
















































































She is beautiful, smart, witty, intelligent, sarcastic, well-mannered, well dressed, and plays poker at same time.

Fort Minor




Dad, where'd you go?

Tune Connection.




Happy Birthday, Jen.

WTF?

I've been browsing through blogs to see what others are doing and saying..

Most of the blogs weren't readable.
(not the language, more like secret 'girlie-girl' types).

Some of them were too boring.
(maybe one or two entries.. come on, your last entry was Oct. 2004?).

There were many of 'broken hearts,' 'lost myselves', 'I hate whatevers'...

I flagged at least five blogs.
(not even good porns').

Lastly, I "had" to stop at this point.

click here!

Fort Minor.





Pretty cool beats.
"Thank God" Chester is not rapping.

p.s. What's up with a yellow t-shirt & a white hat? Jeez.

I Love This Game.


















Worm: You know what always cheers me up when I'm feeling shitty?

Mike: What?

Worm: Rolled up aces over kings.

Mike: Is that right?

Worm: Yeah. Check-raising stupid tourists and taking huge pots off of them.

Mike: Yea?

Worm: Stacks and towers of checks I can't even see over. Playing all-night High-Limit Hold'em at the Taj, "Where the Sand turns to Gold?"

(silence)...

Mike: Fuck it, let's go.

Worm: Don't tease me.

Mike: Let's go play some fucking cards.

In The Morning.

























Normally I would have sleep till noon. But today I had to do some work, and this is what I first noticed...

Easter Vigil.

I am the bread of life,
Those who come to me shall not hunger,
Those who believe in me shall not thirst.
No one can come to me
Unless the Father beckons them.

And I will raise you up,
On the last day.


Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!
He lives!!!

Just For Me.

E pensando di lei
Mi sopragiunse uno soave sonno

Ego dominus tuus
Vide cor tuum
E d'esto core ardendo
Cor tuum
:Lei paventosa
Umilmente pascea.
Appreso gir lo ne vedea piangendo.

La letizia si convertia
In amarissimo pianto

Io sono in pace
Cor meum
Io sono in pace

Vide cor meum.


Lyric: Dante's La Vita Nuova.
Song: Patrick Cassidy.

Palm Sunday.

"Love so unspeakable, that I have felt for you. Love so unreachable, but as a gift, I give to you.

If this be possible may this cup pass prom me. Yet, not as I will but thy will, living in me.

This is my body, which I will give for you. This is my precious blood which will be shed freely for you.

Father forgive them, they know not what they do. Now, it is finished; my father I come to you."

-Cosgrove.

Cirque du Soleil.




















There was a woman who danced all night in (of course) her stilettos.




















Her body was so flexible, I couldn't help myself but, saying "ahhh," "ohhh," " wow."















Enough said.

American History.















I took this picture when I was sitting on a intersection to make a turn.

Just Great.



It's that feeling when you lost something and you look all over the place, and you finally find it.