Archive for January, 2004

Thrift stores are officially the bomb dot com(thank you Ashley, more on her later). I went on a little thrifting adventure with my homey Troy last weekend… and man did I score. I love buying cheap random stuff that no one else has. Usually when we do thrifting we don’t find much good stuff… nowadays the thrifty look is kind of “in” so all these stores like Urban Outfitters are selling thrifty type stuff for big money. Smart move. If I had the money to buy a funny but kinda crappy tshirt for $20, I’d be in there all the time… but I don’t, so I have to search high and low through thrift stores to find my diamonds in the rough. While Troy and I were flirting with some random girls that we found at the ARC, I saw some shoes on the rack and I was like Hot damn those are sweet! I grabbed ‘em and Troy was like “Dude those are so pimp” as I tried them on. They fit perfectly… but how much were they? I looked on the inside of ‘em, checked the soles, no price. Some semi-creepy employee lady walked by and saw that I was trying them on and said “Wow those look pretty good” – nice. I asked her how much they were and showed her that they were ‘priceless’ (and would later find out they almost are), and she said they were 9 bucks. Done and done, I’m buying these damn things. I wore them home and went behind the front desk of my dorm to fix up some problem they were having with the printers. Everyone was like “Damn Peet, dope kicks” and I’m like thanks, 9 bucks suckas! I said something like “I love having cool nameless random stuff like this… made by.. ::trying to find the maker on the shoe:: Fluevog.” And Aubrey’s eyebrows go up. “Peet, those are Jon Fluevogs. He’s a famous designer, those are probably pretty expensive.” What?! Nice! I found Fluevog’s website and looked them up – these things are listed at $130! I called the 800 number to tell them my story.
Fluevog employee guy: Hello, thank you for calling Jon Fluevog shoes, how can I help you?
Peet: Hey bro, I just bought a pair of the Supervog Angels at a thrift store… for 9 bucks.
Fluevog employee guy: Wow! Really? ::to other employees:: This guy just got a pair of Angels at a thrift store for 9 dollars!
Peet: Yeah man, I looked on the website and I didn’t see the green and black color that I found.
Fluevog employee guy: They’re the green and blacks? We don’t even make that color anymore. Wow, people sell those on eBay for like, 150 bucks and more. We don’t mass produce our shoes.
Peet: They were totally unworn when I bought them. Damn, sounds like I made quite a find!
Fluevog employee guy: You bet, man. Nice find!
Peet: Thanks a lot, bro.

So how cool is that? I just paid, haha, like 97% off for some sweet new kicks. They’re like, boot/pimp/bowling shoes. What a sweet combo.
Oh, I mentioned Ashley earlier. I was sitting at the front desk helping some kid with his spyware-riddled laptop, and my friend Ashley walks by. I go “Yo Ash, whatcha doin?” and without a moment’s hesistation, she goes “Eh, just ruling the world.” Best. Response. Ever. She got like, 20 million cool points for that. Rock on Ash, yer wicked smaht.
Last week I was up on Maylene’s floor and I looked out their huge lobby window and saw a really great sunset so I ran down to my floor to get my camera. It was pretty smoggy, but still came out pretty well. Enjoy.

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‘Til next time…

Listening to: Relient K – The Pirates Who Don’t Do Anything

Brand new rant up – the first one in over two years… you know it’s gotta be good.

Last night I went to Bash nightclub with Maylene (and a few of her girls), this girlie I’ve been hanging out with for the last few days. She’s really sweet. Anyway, so I was wearing gray pants, a black button up shirt and a black tie with Tiggers on it that I got at a thrift store last year for a dollar. I went into the bathroom and this huge, black 6’8″ 300lb dude with an afro gives me a look. Here’s how the conversation went:

Huge dude:(aggressively) “Yo dog why are you wearing a tie?”
Peet:(without a moment’s hesitation) “Why the hell not, man?”
Huge dude:”You see anyone else wearing a tie?”
Peet:”Oh because no one else does it then I shouldn’t?”
Huge dude: “Whatever man… you look stupid.”
Peet:”Oh you think I look stupid out on the floor?”
Huge dude:”Yeah, what floor?”
Peet:”You know, the dance floor, at the club… you know we’re at a club, right? How about you battle me out there and we’ll see who looks stupid.”
At this point, I’m thinking holy crap, am I really saying this stuff to someone twice my size with his large friend standing next to him? oh well.
Huge dude:”Whatever man, keep wearin’ that tie.”
Peet:”You got it, bro.”

I’m still amazed that I didn’t freak out or anything when he confronted me. I dedicate that small but impressive performance of smack talk to my partner in crime, Colin. He will talk smack to anyone, anywhere. They could be 50 feet tall and he’d still talk to them like he could step on them and not notice. Yeah buddy.
For the rest of the night I danced with Maylene, but when Mr. Huge Dude and his boys came around, I went off on two black girls that were in a dance circle right in front of him. I backed it up on them and was shaking and freaking ‘em like crazy. The girls and their friends just kept saying “Daaamn… I can’t do that.” and then I battled a few of Afroman’s friends and just killed ‘em. One of them was pretty good, a very worthy competitor. It was really a good time. Man, I gotta get into more small squabbles with dudes twice my size more often, it’s so liberating! Heh.

Cut to someone else at my computer posting on g27 because some giant dude stomped me at a club the night before and my next-of-kin has to post for me due to my untimely demise. Ha.

Listening to: Usher – If I Want To

Peety’s Playhouse is on tonite – Tuesday, January 13 at 8-10pm Mountain Time. Figure out your local time. You can listen at http://kvdu.du.edu – please tune in and tell your friends!
Having a crush is one of life’s little pleasures. I have recently found myself having various crushes on girls simply because during the little conversation that we’ve had, they’ve shown just a few of the personality traits that I am most attracted to. Silly and laid-back, confident, mature and smart, or sweeter than a Pixie Stick covered in, well, more Pixie Stick dust. Personally, a girl’s most attractive quality(besides having a look that catches my eye) is humor. If a cute chick can consistently make me laugh, I can’t help but have a little crush on them. I know plenty of girls with a few of these qualities each, but very few that fit into all the categories. My friend Megan is one of the rare finds that is like a female version of myself. I love the girl, she’s brilliant and funny and clever and cute as a button. She makes me laugh hard on a daily basis over IM. All you girls out there should follow her every move for a week and take notes. Oh, and she can sing. But of course she has a boyfriend. She has to have a boyfriend, how could she not? I’m sure he’s a great guy, I don’t believe that she’s one of those girls who would go out with a guy who doesn’t treat them right. ::shakes fist towards sky:: Damn you, fate! Daaaaamn you! But I digress.
Being back at school is nice. I had missed my room – coming home to my space is a great feeling(oh, and on that note, Myspace is a really cool online friendship network, like Friendster, but more robust. Go join, tell ‘em Peety sentcha). No one else goes in my room during the day unless I want them in there. Everything is where I put it, the little fridge has my food in it(last year Googs always had our fridge brimming with 40s), and no roommate is there to ask me to turn my music down or turn off my study light or anything like that.
Should I go abroad to Australia next year? Should I be an RTA again? An RA? Grr, I hate making serious decisions. Oh well.

Listening to: Gavin DeGraw – (Nice to Meet You) Anyway

Ahh, a new year is upon us. First off, lemme wish all you Gees out there a fun and fulfilling new year. As my best bud Danno said, “This is gonna be the best 2004 ever, way better than 2004 BC.” Rock on, brother.
I had a pretty good New Year’s. We had a little party at Dave’s. We had a good time, but I had no date. I almost had one but she had to go to another party, so that sucked. Besides that it was fun. It was Colin, Tara, Dave, Jeff, and Aaron, and some random drunk girls that showed up. Good times were had by most. Yay.
The week before that I did a lot of hanging out with Jeff, Dave, and Colin. We went bowling a few times, hung at Dave’s and played video games and what not… nothing too crazy. We do some team speed bowling sometimes, it’s when we bowl in a line, regardless of whose turn it is. Run up, throw your shot, go to the end. It’s good times. Colin, being 6’5 and strong as an ox, takes the bowling ball and lobs it as high as he can down the lane and still manages to hit pins. He was doing that and a manager came over to us and said he couldn’t do that anymore and that he was gonna end up breaking something. Granted, that can’t be good for the lane, but people do that all the time. After about a minute of arguing, Colin just goes “Dude, there are much more dangerous bowlers in here than me,” and the dude just stood there trying to think of what to say for a few seconds, it was GREAT.
The next nite I chilled with my boy Josh. We drove around for a little bit and made hilarious movies with his new digital camcorder, and then we went to his house and played Toejam n’ Earl 3 on XBox. Fans of the first two games will FREAK when they play this new version – I was almost giddy with each new facet of the game. What a great port. Then Josh and I rode on his bike (yes, I was on the back pegs) to Jewel and bought an amazing frozen pizza for dinner. Good times. Just so y’all know, Josh is going to be a famous chef someday, so I get to say I’ve known the kid since I was like 6. I’ve also gotten him into some awesome pop punk recently. Yeeeeah!
The last two days were my drive back to Denver in the good(?) ol’ 1988 Volvo 240 station wagon. Recognize. Now I’m back in my room in Denver… I missed this place a lot. I fixed my heater and now my room is toasty warm. Looks like I’m in for quite a quarter. Updates as they happen, Gees! Stay warm.

Listening to: Viva La Bam (god I love this show)