First Sonogram

I deperately want to start blogging again. Especially just to document my life during these trying times. But it's really tough as I don't have the time nor the motivation. I just feel like I should be spending my time doing something more productive.

Yesterday, Wifey and I when to see the doctor and I saw the first sonogram of the baby. Seriously, I was expecting to see an amoeba-like image on the screen. Instead I saw what was a little human complete with arms and legs. It was one of the most amazing things I've ever seen. I stood there mouth agape for like 10 minutes. My child even moved around wildly like he/she was going the cabbage patch or some shit. Whoa. I'll never forget that moment.

I know its as natural as the thought of life itself but for some reason I'm trippin on the thought of a human being inside another human. It's just sooo weird.

Raw Data

Like the heading implies this one's gonna be extremely raw. For one thing, I'm borderline drunk. Secondly I really don't feel like trying to sound eloquent. Besides... it ain't like people actually read this lame blog. Here's what's happened lately.

- I'm about to be a dad. Yes, I'm elated but at the same time scared shitless because I really have some growing up to do.
(Lots more on this later)

- I've been down here parlaying in Monterey for the SANSFire conference. I've gotta admit I've learned some amazing things
and it's reminded me that hacking and security IS my first love (aside from fine bitches).

Note: this place really sux as far as nightlife is concerned if there ain't no find bitches everywhere. Argh.

- Our little geek conference has been overshadowed by some world renowned motorcycle race over at Laguna Seca. Hella kewl.
I've never realized the quality of hoochies that follow around extreme sports enthusiasts. Seriously, in the past two hours I've seen the finest T&A EVER in Cali (yes, even in strip clubs). I'm talking fine ass semi-trailer park h0ez that looked like Monet Mazur... I saw about a hundred clones of her. Ugh.

- I'm convinced if some of these chicks really understood the power us hackers hold... they'd be jockin us more.

- Ok.. they got this little IPNET hack your azz off for a t-shirt type shit going on. Uhh... Interesting and fun and all but what's fun and realistic about hacking old unpatched boxes for a lame azz shirt? Not a damn thing. It just ain't real world. Any dweeb could do it in their sleep. Shit.

- But hey, I can't hate.

- A drunk party of 3 offered me 50 bux US to drive them back to their hotel. I took them up on it. Their hotel was 5 blocks away. It's funny because I was with a couple canuck hax0rz that actually worried about my safety. awww. hehehe. I appreciate their concern but honestly I can read humans better than I can read tcpdump output right now so yeah I knew they were harmless from the beginning. Trust me I can tell the difference between typical drunkards and potential abductors. heh.

- Is it just me but are Canadian hax0rz really that square? Nice guys tho.

- I really need to get to Defcon one day.

- It really feels good to get 50 bux for doing next to nothing.

- This baby fridge is running out of alcohol.

- Aight, I'm going to bed now. tired. big day ahead tomorrow.

- Late

- 143 babydoll.

Brief Hiatus

There's so much going on in my life right now that I really lack the time to blog.

However, I'll leave you with two thoughts:

1) My life will never be the same again.
2) Judge a man by how well he walks through fire.

Ok, maybe so.

Ok maybe not...

TMac a Rocket

Yup... You guessed it, I'm bitter but I also hope I'm wrong.

All my friends, rockets fans and haters alike, cannot understand why the hell I'd be against this deal. My arguments about TMac being a selfish and gutless player bear no fruit whatsover it seems. They all think I'm just talkin' smack just to be a rebel of poplular opinion. I can't blame them either as I have in the past made some pretty outlandish claims and have opposed the opinions of bandwagoners everwhere.

Remember when the Rockets took a chance on Scotty Pippen? I do. Rox fans at bars on Westheimer were yelling shit like "Yo, we got Scotty Pimpin". I also remember being fervently against it. I alredy suspected that an overrated half-assed player without his All-Universe sidekick would amount to nothing.

Prior to this NBA season, I laughed at the idiocy of the Lakers who brought in aging all-stars like Malone and Payton to win a title. I figured that GMs would've learned by now that a bunch of stars on a team doesn't correlate to winning championships. Yup, I was right about that one too.

Look at this year's champs, the Detroit Pistons. Aside from Ben Wallace do you see any other all stars on that squad? Do you see any flashy prima donnas? Hell no. What you have is a core group of overachivers with a lot of heart and the right chemistry between them. That's what wins rings son.

Again that's why I'm strongly opposed to this deal. It doesn't make sense because it really doesn't make us better. It doesn't fill the holes. We still don't have a quality Power Forward that will bang and take pressure off Yao. Now we have a backcourt of backcourt of Lue and JJ?? That's gotta be one of the leagues's worst.

Yeah, Francis and Mobley have been turnover prone and have gotten caught up in playing "streetball" more often than fans would have liked BUT... they have also given 110% in every minute of every game. They have never been criticized of half-assed lazy play on the court. They have taken responsibility for team losses and their own mistakes. There's no denying their lack of will to win games. It was evident in the playoffs that they had matured and grown under Van Gundy's teachings.

I'm not even going to bust on TMac, Juwon, and Lue (the one with the most heart) because I feel it's only right I give them a fair shot. Besides, its totally pointless as I'm always going to be a Rox fan... No matter what.

Bottom line is, the improvment shown by our backcourt wasn't enough for the Rockets front office. Something had to be done, even if it doesn't make sense at all. It's the H-Town way.

For non-Houston residents it's really hard to understand our mentality. You see, H-Town, Texas is the least expensive metropolis in the country to live in. We get the most bang for our buck down there. We can floss a new Benz and a Mansion on a 50k salary. If our Prada and Dolce and Gabbana gear ain't the latest and greatest we throw it out and hit the Galleria to pick up the stuff that is. Then we holler to the rest of our peers... You ain't up on this, biatch!!! It's all really pointless and illogical but it's flossin... and to us flossin is all that really matters.

We use the same approach when dealing with our professional sports teams. To us crazed Rockets fans losing in the first round of the playoffs is unacceptable, especially after such a long drought. TMac's demand for a trade from, Orlando provided the perfect opportunity to bring in some new flossin' material. That's just how we do it.

Juarez 2004

I realized I needed a copy of the latest Symantec Ghost and I really didn't feel like paying $299 for something I was going to use once or twice for the next two years.

I decide to hit up my homie T, purveyor of the finest 0-day warez on the planet. For the past 3-4 years he's been hooking me up and has never asked for anything in return. An overall good guy. I've always known he was probably some capo for some dangerous warez trafficing mafia but never I bothered to inquire. Besides, if he told me he'd probably have to kill me. The conversation went like this:

sun: I know I ask you this every year but do you have a copy of the new Symantec Ghost? Thanks playa.

T: Hahaah, you want the “2003 personal edition” or “8 corporate” ?

sun: I dunno.. Whichever one you think is better. Maybe you oughta just send over the complete 2004 juarez compilation cd like you usually do ;-)

T: That was my next question – that disc has gone to DVD! And is going to press this week, you want a copy?

Woah. I gotta remember to send this guy a bottle of Scotch one day.

Piston's Dominate Lakers... Steal Title

I have to hand it to them. They embarrassed a team that was 6 to 1 favorites going into Finals. When's the last time a huge underdog came in and waxed some favorite azz? Correct me if I'm wrong but I think it was back in '95 when my beloved Houston Rockets swept the Orlando Magic during Shaq's rookie year.

To Chauncey, Rip, Sheed, Ben, Tayshaun, and the rest of the ballers and they're fans: big ups to ya.

Didn't I call it before the series began?

Houston LAstros

Before the season commenced, several sports writers tagged the Astros to win the NL Central. A couple bold ones even predicted they'd be making their first World Series appearance. Who could blame them? I mean, we always had the bats. Offensively, a lineup of Biggio, Bagwell, Berkman (the killer B's), Kent, and Hidalgo appeared as potent as the lineups of even the most dangerous clubs out there (Yup, even those guys in the Bronx). Putting runs on the board would not be an problem right? It sure hasn't been a problem these past few years. What's held us back lately was an inexperienced and erratic pitching staff. That was supposed to be corrected with a couple ingenius offseason manuevers. What better way to develop Oswalt and Miller than to bring in a couple veterans, a couple old school Texans who've won rings no less. Sounds like a flawess master plan right? Honestly, at the start of the season I truly believed the Stros sole weakness was our bullpen. It was the only imperfection in my mind.

Shieeet.

I was way off. Little did I realize that the killer B's would hit like harmless little B(itche)'s. Little did I know that they would lose their nuts whenever runners occupied bases. Little did I know that Adam Everett and Clemens would be the only Astros truly deserving of an All-Star selection.

Something's gotta be done. I just can't put my finger on it yet as it isn't obvious.

Maybe we need to pull the trigger to bring in a consistent hitter who thrives when the pressure's on. Hell, maybe we ought to call someone up from Triple A and bench Bagwell and Kent. Drayton, my man, please do something soon before the potentially best squad in Astros history ends up the worst disappointment in Astros history.

Oh yeah, one more thing. Who's brilliant idea was it to put that damn hill in the center field? Why is it I've never seen anyone else besides Biggio bust their ass on that thing? This guy agrees.

BBQ and Sake?

What the hell? That's what I was thinking when I first walked into Memphis Minnie's Southern style BBQ joint. They actually had a sign listing the different types of cold Sake they served. Only in SF i guess.

I case you don't know I've been on this neverending quest to find quality BBQ in this wretched city. So far I've checked out Big Nate's and Everett and Jones and I've been extremely disappointed. Big Nate, I know you're an NBA Hall of Famer but your BBQ would've been cut from the High School JV squad. Argh.(even though I still eat there because there's nothing else). Brother-In-Law's BBQ is next on my list to try but again, I'm not getting my hopes up. Don't get me wrong though, I'm not expecting real stuff like Rudy's or The Salt Lick like we had in down in Central Texas. Shit, even the average BBQ my wife picked up at the airport in Houston blows everything away here. I just need something, anything, that faintly resembles real Southern, finger licking BBQ.

I've checked out the reviews and I've meant to check out Minnie's for quite sometime now. Low expectations and bitch-ass parking in the Lower Haight, for the most part, have lessened the urge. But today, after watching the BBQ specials on Food Network I was fiending. I had to finally visit the place.

The ambiance was typical of any BBQ with it's bright red walls and picnic style seating. The staff was very cordial and the line to get grub was long. I was disappointed by the fact they were out of St. Louis style ribs. I guess it was just late. Who knows. So I order the rib tips and their speciality brisket (supposedly cooked for 18 hours) with macaroni/cheese and potlicker greens. The food came out quickly and I raced home eager to feast.



The ribs were greasy and it's edges were a bit overcooked. The outer texture of was similar to that of beef jerky. The brisket was succulent and tender but was definitely too fatty. The sides were average at best. What I did appreciate about the place was the fact that they didn't drench the meat in sauce which all other SF BBQ spots seem to do. If you didn't ask for the sauce on the side you were basically stuck with BBQ sauce soup with a little meat in it. In fact, MM's actually advocates tasting the meat without or just sauced lightly. That's my style, just like down in Texas. The sauce at this place is a little different as there are four types (vinegar based, mustard based, and a mild and hot sauce). A little fancy shmancy but they all tasted pretty good. I didn't get to taste the hot stuff. I didn't see it anywhere and no one offered it to me. I had read about it later on their website after I already finished stuffing myself.

Overall, for it was ok for Cali, probably a little better than Big Nate's. But since I didn't get to try the ribs I can't really give it a fair assessment. However, if MM's was in the dirty south they'd be bankrupt by now. I'll be back I guess.