Archive for March, 2007
Last night was our first softball game of the season. My buddy has a co-ed team I am playing for. The team name is the Tappa-Keggas. Catchy, huh? Anyway, the team has potential. There are some good players on the squad and everyone seems to get along pretty good. To me, that is more important than winning. Having a good time with your friends should be the goal. In case you are wondering, we are playing in the least competitive league. That should be obvious with me being on the team.
Things got a little crazy in the game for me. At one of my at-bats, I hit a hard grounder to shortstop (Truth be told, it probably wasn’t hit that hard, but it’s my story to tell. 
).As I am running down the baseline, I see the cute blonde girl playing first base block the base path in an obvious attempt to catch the throw from shortstop. From where she is standing and how fast (or slow) I was running, I can see that the ball is about to hit me. So I duck and turn my head to my right hoping to avoid the incoming throw. Well, the cute blonde, focused as ever, is going for the catch when the back of my head collides with the left side of her face. WHAM! We both hit the dirt.
I am face down, hand touching first base, with a throbbing headache. I look up and see the blonde on her knees, holding the side of her face, with a tear going down her cheek. All she kept saying was “Are you alright? I’m sorry.” I was a little woozy, but overall ok. I actually have a small bump on my head as I type this. The girl was a trooper. I imagine she is still feeling it. She stayed in the game, but at catcher. She was a little too traumatized to play first base anymore. And after it was realized that everyone was ok, our respective teammates gave us a hard time.
We ended up winning 12-9. A nice start to the season. So what was the highlight of the night you may ask? Was it the inside-the-park home run I hit on my first at bat? No. My dazzling defense in left field? Of course not (since I didn’t really do anything on defense). I would have to say it was the collision. Or at least the result of it. Because after everything got straightened out, an unnamed teammate came up to me and said “Dude! After you and the blonde girl collided, I could see her purple thong while she was slumped over!” Impressive, since she was wearing a purple shirt (she’s a “matcher”!). But what’s even better is having a quality teammate that looks out for you with important information like that.
-Dave Q.
Hillary Clinton is a phony. No shocker there. And that goes for Barack Obama as well. And all politicians for that matter. It’s part of their job to deceive. It’s instinct to them. Kind of like salmon swimming up river. So I wasn’t surprised when it came up that Hillary was in Alabama speaking at a black church with a thick southern accent. Isn’t this lady from Illinois? I mean, before she claimed to be a New Yorker?
Leave it to Fox News to point this out and put it on the air. They are very biased to the conservative base just like CNN is to the liberals. That being said, I get my news from the only news source I can trust. That’s right. The Weekend Update on SNL. Or online at www.theonion.com.
Anyway, I am amazed at how quickly all these candidates have come out of the shoot. The election isn’t until 2008. Yet here we are. At least it provides for some entertainment. Tuning into Saturday Night Live during Presidential election season is priceless. May the least corrupt candidate win.
-Dave Q.
I got this video emailed to me from a friend up north. Very funny, I guess. I figured I would put this up so those that know me would get a good laugh. And those that don’t know me can watch an overall horribly put together video. Awesome special effects? No.
You know how there was a Bizarro Superman? Basically a version of Superman from another dimension. Similar to the Man of Steel in some ways, but vastly different in others (Bizarro Superman was a villain). Point being, this is the Bizarro David Quesada. By watching the video, you can see that we share similarities. We have the same name. We both “dabble” in IT. And we both have friends we have to protect. But there are some distinct differences. Such as his superior physique to my own. Oh how someday I want to look like the Bizarro DQ. Dude has gotta be doing triathlons twice a month.
-The Real Dave Q.
So my little sister was in town this past week from San Diego. She and my parents call me to tell me they were going to dinner and if I would like to come along. I figured I could go and spend some quality time with the family and enjoy a glass of water. Nope. I caved in. But my rationale is that how often is my sister in town? That we all get to hang out and have dinner? It’s not my fault she came during Lent. It’s her fault. 
So anyway, I ate Saturday night. I didn’t eat red meat or drink iced tea or alcohol. But I did eat after 5pm. But I’m hoping by picking up the tab that I made up for my mishap. 35 days to go. Damn I want a cheeseburger.
-Dave Q.
This is a very interestng essay written by Herbert Meyer. It was emailed to me recently and thought I would share it with you all. This is what we in the business call an “eye-opener”. Maybe you disagree? **WARNING** Must have a certain IQ level to comprehend the essay. So yes, I had someone explain it to me.
Currently, there are four major transformations that are shaping political, economic and world events. These transformations have profound implications for American business owners, our culture and our way of life.
1. The War in Iraq
There are three major monotheistic religions in the world: Christianity, Judaism and Islam. In the 16th century, Judaism and Christianity reconciled with the modern world. The rabbis, priests and scholars found a way to settle up and pave the way forward. Religion remained at the center of life, church and state became separate. Rule of law, idea of economic liberty, individual rights, human rights all these are defining points of modern Western civilization. These concepts started with the Greeks but didn’t take off until the 15th and 16th century when Judaism and Christianity found a way to reconcile with the modern world. When that happened, it unleashed the scientific revolution and the greatest outpouring of art, literature and music the world has ever known.
A dog park was recently built in my part of town. For those of you not familiar with this concept, it’s basically a fenced in area where dog owners can go to let their dogs run wild and sniff each other. Doggy bliss!
Now I know I may not be the ideal dog owner. And sometimes I forget I have dogs. But I do love them and think of them as family. So after hearing about it, I decide to take the mutts over there. I figured they could use the work out. And it wouldn’t hurt my feelings if they got exhausted from all the running around and actually slept through the night without barking at airplanes.
So we get there. I have Max and Murphy on leashes. Most of the dogs in the park are off their leashes, so I decide to let these two run around. They go exploring. So far, so good. I myself go walking around and Max and Murph just follow me. I think to myself, “Everything is alright”. That’s when things got a little hairy.
MURPHY’S MUG SHOT
An older man and his wife come up to me asking what kind of dog Max is, saying they were curious because their dog has similar features. I am about to answer them when their dog comes up running to them. I guess from a different angle, it looked like the dog was running up to me, because Murphy went bonkers! When their dog got about 2 feet away from me, Murphy jumped all over him. Barking. Biting. Growling.
The older man and I separated the dogs, neither one showing much battle damage. At that point I figured it was a good time to get them home. I was proud for the most part on how they behaved. Any embarassment would have to be reserved for the older man. Because all I heard from him when we were separating the dogs was, “Honey Bear! No Honey Bear! Honey Bear, stop!”. Imagine letting all those people in the park your dog is named Honey Bear. I bet he had a long drive home.
-Dave Q.
So far so good. No fatalities to report. I did almost murder a roommate after he decided to drink a tall glass of sweet iced tea in front of me. But I thought better of it. Besides, he needs to pay me rent today.
-Dave Q.
