Photos: Owning the Final Level

So last night, without any doubt in my mind, I went into Battle & Brew and dominated the shit out of the Final Level burger “challenge” they have.  I’m guessing the stipulations for the challenge are going to have to be changed (again – pretty sure it was 30 minutes when it debuted, now down to 20), because quite a few people are completing it since they started.  Despite the fact that I ate mine in roughly 14 minutes, apparently two people, with one of them being last night, have posted finish times in the nine minute neighborhood.  Not quite sure if I want to compete with those kind of times, although I’m sure I could have finished quicker, but needless to say I’m satisfied at putting to rest, another eating challenge, regardless to how simple it actually was.  More pictures of the mayhem on the click.

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Photos: July 4th Weekend

T’was an action-packed July 4th weekend for me this year.  Participated in three different parties, lit off around $200 dollars worth of South Carolina fireworks, and ran yet again in the Peachtree Road Race.  I felt like I did as good as I’ve run in previous years, but was mortified to find out that I was almost an entire nine minutes slower than last year.  Yikes.  Regardless, it was a fun and eventful weekend, all thanks to the wonderful people around me.

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Photographical goodbye to the Samsung Instinct

Right before I got back from Virginia, I noticed that the touchscreen on the Samsung Instinct I’d been using for the last 21 months was no longer responding to my touches. Frustrated, I went through the steps to alleviate any glitchy behavior; rebooting the phone, popping out the battery, putting it on its charger, but to no avail, my phone was not working properly. I couldn’t help but notice a water / moisture spot on the screen, and rubbing it did nothing; somehow, it was underneath the screen, how it go there, I had no idea, but I was resigned to blaming the problems on it.

I carefully lifted the transparent safety screen off of the phone, and equally carefully wiped away the spot. I gingerly applied the screen back onto the hardware, and lo and behold, key strokes began responding again. Upon initial diagnosis, everything seemed to be working fine; except for the small nuance that anything at the top 1/10th of the screen was registering low – in other words, trying to push “2” on the numeric keypad would result in “5” being entered. Finding this behavior unacceptable, I proceeded to perform surgery on my phone again.

This was not a good idea. Somewhere along the line, I severed some foil-thin circuitry, and the phone would no longer register any key strokes, unless I was pushing into the depths of Hades into the top-left corner of the physical phone itself, where the severed circuitry likely occurred.

Long story short – this was not the first and only time I have been frustrated with the Instinct, as with the ushering of the next generation of Android phones, it has been more or less abandoned by Sprint and Samsung themselves, and has suffered a litany of inconsistencies, poor performance, and problems that are clearly not going to be fixed any time soon. The dead touchscreen was the final straw, and I decided to cut my losses, and re-up for two more years with Sprint, and I am now one of the few privileged techno-geeks to have acquired an HTC Evo4G. Seriously, as far as Best Buys are concerned, this was the last one in all of Metro Atlanta.

So for lack of a better term, good riddance to the Samsung Instinct, onto the future with my Evo. It is a little melancholy, because I have had Samsung phones, supporting the motherland for the last nine years, and this is the first time I will have a phone of a different maker. Unfortunately, poor performance is poor performance, and loyalty can’t be expected to continue with it in tow. However, things weren’t always bitter and upsetting with the Instinct – it definitely has seen a good share of good times in the 21 months that I had it, and I’ve been wise enough to capture a lot of it on its diminutive 1.3MP built-in camera.

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Photos: Baltimore Trip

Some close friends and I make a trip up to filthy Baltimore, Maryland, to see some baseball at Camden Yards, ironically one of the better parks in the Majors.  Naturally, with the legendary Pickle’s Pub across the street, this devolves into a day of excessive drinking, being obnoxious baseball fans, and getting really trashed.  Good times were certainly had, looking back at things, though.

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Photos: Well, a lot of them

Most recently, it’s a bunch of drunken photos taken from Brad and Stuart’s birthday party, where there was lots of Rockband, Street Fighter, and watching Korean guys propagate stereotypes by doing nothing but playing Tekken and World of Warcraft.

But I’ve been lagging behind, so there are several other photo albums of pictures that most people not me probably wouldn’t care about, meaning baseball, that I’ve caught up with.  But I’ll let those who are possibly interested to check for themselves.

Otherwise, things have been a little below-average, overall.  Repeated visits to the hospital, seeking work, sometimes going to Dykeland, watching the Braves suck, and playing Left 4 Dead.  Haven’t been thinking a whole lot of what to write these days, and I’d like to rectify that.

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Ye old fashioned photo dump

I’ve been a bad, bad brogger.  I’ve let far too much time to pass since I last posted.  But like in the olden days, ten days isn’t that bad.  I used to make posts once a month once things got bad.  I have my reasons though.  The chief one being that the baseball season has begun once again, and that has consumed a great deal of my time.  It’s not like I haven’t been writing all these days, it’s just not on my personal brog.  Enjoying the exposure I can get writing for a site, I’ve been doing plenty of sports-humor writing over at the site in which I’m one of the authors, Talking Chop.  Anyway, if you actually are curious to know the kind of shit I do there, under a pseudonym, no less, take a gander here.

But anyway, in all these last ten days, there have been plenty of photographs taken.  Easter Sunday’s egg painting, the Atlanta Braves Opening Day that saw the wonderful magic of the debut of the phenomenal Jason Heyward, my evening up in Lawrenceville to catch the Opening Day of the minor league Gwinnett Braves, and most notably, my day trip into Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, where I paraded around as, and met wrestling legend, Sergeant Slaughter.  At a baseball game, duh.  Oh yeah, you better believe it.

Anyway, I’ll have some more stories to share soon.  I’ve done a little bit of writing here and there, and I’ll take the time to be a good brogger again shortly.