Crazy weekend - lots of people had friends in town, so party party party. I even went to work in the same clothes two days in a row, which isn't something I usually do. First time I've had to flip my underwear inside-out since leaving the student life.

So check this out - I keep my beloved Sparky in the carport below my apartment, locked with a Kryptonite U-Lock. Somebody actually stole not my scooter, but the locked lock and the contents of my if-I-get-a-flat-these-will-save-me bag! They completely left Sparky alone and didn't even take my helmet or leather gloves that were just hanging out in the front basket. So bizzare! Arrgh! There were 3 or 4 CO2 cartridges in there man! Those things ain't cheap! I hate how frequently things get messed with in the carport. Once I came home and there was a guy sleeping in there, no joke. How can my sweet neighborhood be so awkwardly cruel when it comes to invading personal space? How can I prevent this?

eBay sells bear traps.

Yesterday I applied to be on a reality TV show called "The American Dream Derby" - it's about thoroughbred horse racing, which I know nothing about, but they said that's ok. We'll see what happens, shooting begins November 1st, as if I'll be there. I had a good angle in my 'why you should pick me' explaination. It'd be fun to briefly sell my soul to the reality tv devil.

I did indeed go to the robot sumo thing. It was kinda fun - I talked to this girl who was all about her bipedal kit 'bot. I named it Fabio for her because it was so good looking. The most entertaining part of the day was hearing the names that these people who build robots come up with. Some honest examples: Daisy, Tipsy, Strongbad, and Boobs. It says a lot about somebody when they name their handmade battle robot 'Boobs'.

I'm tired - tomorrow I get to look at a car I'm considering buying. It's a 99 Mercury Sable GS. If I buy it I think I'll name it Blue Steele. It is blue. The most interesting part about tomorrow will be my negotiating skills. The car is going for $4900 but I'm going to try and pay no more than $4500 for it (before bloody taxes). When I went to Mexico a few years ago I was completely unable to negotiate the cost of sandals. I hope my skills are a little better now, we'll see! I know I'm better at lying, so that might help. Is that a lie?

This will be my largest purchase ever (not counting Art School), so I'd better not mess up.