DECEMBER LOGS
Gooch (The Log) 12/24/2000: From the "No duh" files in the main offices of the Gooch compound, Gooch (The Website) is going to be neglected for another couple of weeks while I enjoy the holidays and outline a new format for the site. Email me and/or Sign my guestbook. Have a happy holidays. GOOCH
Gooch (The Log) 12/4/2000: I have been, and am still suffering an unnecessarily drawn out three-day anxiety attack that will render me ill eventually. It would be a f***ing tragedy if someone was to email me with the precise location of a stash of xanax. It would be very illegal to give me prescription drugs that were meant for someone else. I won tickets to RATT tomorrow night, thanks to Poundhouse.com. Those kids are awesome, even if I had to spend three hours filling out surveys to accumulate entries. Cool! I had something important to say, but Millionaire is on. Email me or Sign my guestbook, please!. Oh, yeah, I didn't "die" as last week's log might have suggested. Mission accomplished, baby.
NOVEMBER LOGS
Gooch (The Log)
11/24/2000: The demand, as
always, has been overwhelming for a new entry into the logs. Some people say
that the logs are indeed the best part of the page. If you're looking for local
music and entertainment articles, and the resilient Gooch (The Column)s, please
check out the "entertainment" section from the menu above and browse through the
"Contributions to Jam" links. You can see them there before they are published.
Impress your friends with the advanced knowledge of what the local free media is
printing.
Gooch (The Log) 11/11/2000: Damnnnnn. Today's my Mom's birthday. Happy birthday, Mom. It's also been one year since the conception of this website. That's right! The "since 1999" on the masthead up there is referring to November 1999. The site was originally put up on one of my Dad's unused free server spaces from Teleport. I did it because the Vanguard didn't publish one of my stories that I thought should have been put on the front goddamned page. I didn't know how to make a link, FTP a page, or anything. There's a few geeks out there who helped me out, and this is what they contributed to. Now I'm a freaking geek myself, doin' pages, writin' crap, wasting time. Someday this page will make me rich. That's the new American dream, isn't it? Make a webpage and someone eventually just gives you cash, right? I need to post a photo for anyone to believe this, but next to my PC computer that I'm currently typing on, I've hooked up a Commodore 64. You know, the successor to the Vic 20, the most popular home computer system EVER sold? People are still using this thing. I've just played Ghostbusters and Rambo II and Centipede and Lunar Lander and Summer Games - you get the idea. I've got about five C-64s, two-or-three Vic-20s, and a variety of Pong games. I've hoarded the C64s for one reason: When the Y2K1 bug hits in a couple of months, I predict the Microsoft-dominated computer world will fall to its knees. This will create a demand for non date-controlled machines. And I've got five of them, baby. They don't even boot up-they're like calculators. Gotta go, it's my turn on Q-bert...
OCTOBER LOGS
Gooch (The Log) 10/31/2000: I went to KXJM's "Boo Bomb" rap show on Friday at the Rose Garden. Despite my disdain for contemporary rap and hip-hop, I had a good time. Security on the part of the Rose Garden was tight, as it always is when black people not employed by the NBA are in attendance. I was frisked pretty throroughly. I was actually frisked twice, the first time I was sent away because I possessed a keychain Leatherman tool (the same tool that I wrote about using during the "Family Values Tour" show at the Rose Garden). Imagine the havoc I could wreak with the 1.5" blade, scissors and tweezers. I was glad that they found the Leatherman because the security-mongo would have certainly found the four shot-bottles of rum in my socks (despite my rule that no one grabs my ankles but me, the inevitable sock rub was apparently part of the security drill). I was seconds away from embarrassment, and he was three-feet from my sock-bar, but he sent me back to my car, where I replaced the bottles in my belt for the next frisk job. The bottles-in-the-belt was my modus operandi for the KISS concert as well. My friend actually passed through security with a large metal flask in his pants, which he said was the same size as his .44 special revolver. Thank God they got my Leatherman away from the forces of evil, I might have tweezed someone to death.Death before $6.50 well drinks!
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Gooch (The Log) 10/27/2000: The tip jar dried up... fun while it lasted. Still active, though. More active than me, anyway. Whatever that means. Check out my take on the Vanguard's dissing of me in my GuestBook. I just found out that a gay guy at work had sex with a straight (well, I guess not) guy that used to work here. Such plot twists should not occur this much in real life, but they do where I work. I hear more spine tingling stories about the gay lifestyle and the happenings at such establishments like C.C. Slaughters, Silverado, Darcelle's, and Embers. This has inspired me. Not to become a pillow biter like the rest of these guys, but rather to write the pilot for the next big cinema-verite styled documentary or real life show. The tag-line? "What happens when seven homos move in to one small apartment in downtown Portland. They stop being nice, and start being Real Gay. The Real Gay World will have all of the back stabbing (so to speak) of Richard on Survivor, multiplied by SEVEN. Embarrassing outings, dance-club drama, and the phrase "that's never happened before" will me among the many hijinks that will ensue. Check back on this site more more on the next great real-life show! .This is my best idea since the Genie!
Gooch (The Log) 10/19/2000: I've received two tips so far. Yeah, it's all about those benjamins rolling in. In music news, I'm one of the fortunate few to receive the Cowtrippers newest CD endeaver "Homoginized." I spend a lot of time trying to take a local music group and apply a big name band as a point of reference. I probably won't bother with the Cowtrippers CD, since they are true originals with their own sound. I'll have info about the disc in next month's JAM, and on this site. Great CD, I just wish my car's CD player would work all of the time. In more music news, I sent out a group e-mail for the Stuart Wylen Trio last night and it came out completely F'd up I've contacted Kenn of Perfect In Plasticto help me out, Jedi Webmaster that he is. Sending F'd up e-mails since 2000!
Gooch (The Log) 10/18/2000: It's a little scary, altering this site through Teleport's ftp/file editor. For those of you who don't know HTML, go to 'VIEW' on your browser, and click 'SOURCE'. What you'll see is the magic behind the magic. It's that code that I'm altering, and only 13-year-olds and computer science majors know what the hell that stuff means. If anyone looked at the Official Stuart Wylen Trio site this morning, they would have seen the main page without a background and some code printed on the screen. Server problem? Nope. Just me, acting like I know HTML. I do know enough to fix a problem, which I did. Thank God for 'cut & paste'. My 'tip' log was so unorganized and unfunny partly because while I was writing it, I was busy trying not to F it up. That didn't stop DW from leaving a tip for me. That's right, finally my years as a non-tipped delivery driver are redeemed as I've become the world's first tipped e-columnist. See 10/17 log for the tip explanation, or just click the logo above to send gratuity.This is a great country!
Gooch (The Log) 10/17/2000: I just got back from the bento stand, where I paid $3.50 for a bento and threw $.50 into the tip jar. Half way back to my desk, it occured to me - TIP JAR?!? What the hell is this? I ordered the chicken and veggies, I paid you for it. Where will this tip jar madness lead to? I've tipped pizza delivery drivers for years, yet never received a single goddamned tip in my time as a blueprint delivery driver. We're both delivering stuff, grease my palms, dammit. So in a moment of shamelessness, I've jumped on the gratuity bandwagon and put a "tip jar" at the top of the logs here. Besides, Xanax isn't free, you know.
Gooch (The Log) 10/17/2000: I so have nothing to say, I shouldn't even be doing this log. However, since I figured out how to update from work, why not? My article did not run in last week's Vanguard. Grab me a copy next week. Sign the guestbook, and thanks to those who already have.
Gooch (The Log) 10/16/2000: Wow, I'm updating the site from work!. I have to know HTML to do this, which I don't, so this could either be really cool, or I might shut down the site on accident. That would be devastating to the bored secretaries and unemployed people that depend on this site as their sole source of daily enjoyment. By the way, I have an article in last week's PSU Vanguard. Grab me a copy. Sign the guestbook, and pray that this works.
Gooch (The Log) 10/14/2000: Made it through the 13th with no problems. Went to an interesting house party last night with John vanOeveren, drummer for the Stuart Wylen Trio. The trio had a successful show last night at Billy Reed's. I have absolutely nothing funny or witty to say. Sign the guestbook, and check with me later.
Gooch (The Log) 10/11/2000: Awww Nooo! Mass quantities of Busch Light and sidestream cigarette smoke does not bode for a healthy immune system. I'm sick. Sick. Fortunately, I made it to work so I can live the lavish lifestyle I'm accustomed to. Going to go see a movie tonight, "Meet the Parents." Should be fun. Stuart Wylen Trio will be at Billy Reed's this Friday. Show up, dammit. I'll be there. Unless my car breaks down. SW3's website is days away from completion. Sudafed Rules.
Gooch (The Log) 10/10/2000: Awww Yeah! Bachelor party last night. Had one hell of a time. Transportation was provided courtesy of U-Haul. In the back of the truck was me and seven other guys, plus a keg. I would have been happy with just that, but we also had a five-gallon gas container, which was letting off some fumes. When we couldn't see because the cargo light was off, we lit lighters, and at one point a propane torch, to see. Why that truck didn't just blow up escapes me. We would have put Oklahoma City's exploding rental truck to shame. I'll post the appropriate pictures as they arrive. The inappropriate ones will be available by request. Time to vomit again.
Gooch (The Log) 10/8/2000: In line with the rest of my week, I was on the way to the Strange Tones gig at the white eagle, on the phone with dart partner/sidekick John B. when the water pump went out, wreaking all sorts of havoc inside the engine compartment of the Gooch-1. Fortunately, three people had already been shot in N. Portland in the previous week, so It wasn't likely that I would get shot. That's all of the self consolation I could hold on to as I sat for 45 minutes waiting for a F-ing tow truck to show up. Pretty sick. On Thursday my dart team lost again. I'll be in the garage working on my running car for about six hours. Don't bother me, and please don't open the door.
I'm going to a
bachelor party/pub crawl tonight and I hope to check out DFIVE9 at Doc's Bar
& Grill tonight. BE THERE!!! Macintosh users should check out my
auctions page, as I have some of my old peripherals listed, plus a radar
detector. Fight
The Power.
The
Gooch-1, shown with original water pump.
Gooch (The Log) 10/4/2000: Damnnnnnn. What a day. Some broad hit my car, I woke up with a xanax hangover this morning. I spent too much on ebay. At least I have you, the bored office workers and insomniacs to comfort me by reading my page and electronically holding my hand through these tumultuous times. I had to use spell-check on tumultuous. Oh, The venerable STRANGE TONES are playing at the White Eagle tomorrow night at 8:45pm for a one-set show. BE THERE, I will. The STUART WYLEN TRIO will be at Jazz De Opus this saturday. BE THERE, I won't. I'll be at a bachelor party. I've put up the updated LINKS page. links@goochonline.com for any additions you feel are necessary. Who loves you and who do you love?
Gooch (The Log) 10/1/2000: My dart team is 1-1 now, thanks to a tough loss at The Moon and Sixpence last Friday. I took the loss pretty hard, embarking on a full-bore rum-and-diet Coke bender that lasted until last night. I'm going to be updating the LINKS page soon, and anyone who wants a link to their page can simply e-mail me at links@goochonline.com and I'll put you in. I checked out a book from the library that is probably only interesting to me, but others might like it. Joystick Nation by J.C. Herz covers the history of the video game industry, hitting (so far as I can tell) all of the important milestones of the VG from the birth of Space War at MIT to Pong's conception at a government lab. I've noticed that I'm getting quite a few hits lately on this website. Normally my Mom accesses the site and hits 'Refresh' a bunch of times to boost my self esteem. She's out of town, so thanks for visiting the page. Anyone hear me on Rick Emerson's radio show last week? Probably not, since I'm the only one I know (besides my friend vanOeveren) who listens to the band-down-under, thanks to American van manufacturers that think it's okay to sell vehicles with AM-only radios. Emerson's show is the first national show I've ever called in to. That means that a lot of people heard me cracking a few lame jokes. I was shaking harder than a bed occupied by Muhammed Ali and Janet Reno. Rick Emerson-local radio show that recently got a national syndication deal. Do you think he bronzed those knee-pads?
SEPTEMBER LOGS
Gooch (The Log) 9/23/2000: The biggest news in my increasingly reclusive life is that the dart team, of which I'm the captain, won its first match Thursday night. My team plays out of Cal Sport on NW 16th and Marshall. If you want to catch a match, e-mail me with a request for a schedule. The auction link is pretty cool, EBAY is cool. Buy my crap. Anyway, The Vanguard and Jam are going to be blessed once again with my columns. To all of the people that said I couldn't give my column away, HA! Wang Chung Tonight.
Gooch (The Log) 9/19/2000: A lot of crap has happened since my last log. Happy birthday Christine. For those of you who don't know her, she's one of five people that visits this site on a somewhat regular basis. I'm all over Ebay, kicking out some old school video games and what not. check out my Ebay auction site as I build an inventory and put things up for auction. Peace.
Gooch (The Log) 9/2/2000: Aw Yeah, this battlestation's fully operational. Well, not yet... I've got to update some of the other pages. I'm a little pissed off that I'm still using Front Page as opposed to Flash for my page. I'm looking at band websites that make mine look like a first grade class project. Damn! If only someone would just burn me a disc of Flash and leave it at a predetermined location. I'm just kidding. I would be an idiot to solicit pirated software on such a public forum. There is no way I would want someone to save me $400 bucks by burning a $.50 disc for me. If anyone did want to do that they could e-mail me and I would tell them not to. Sign it.
Gooch (The Log) 8/31/2000: Went to Ethos Inc. tonight to see Dualesc play. I missed Counterphit, but I'm sure I'll see them soon. Look forward to hearing both bands' new CDs. Knee is getting better. It is still, however, vicodin time. A word (or several) about Ethos Inc: Cool venue, good purpose, check out their website to learn more about them. With its couches and futons for seating, it's sort of like the Arnada (Vancouver), but with a good cause. It is an all ages venue. Sign The Goddamned Guestbook (Please).
AUGUST LOGS
Gooch (The Log) 8/30/2000: My knee is making all sorts of funky sounds. My face is healing so my modeling career has not been jeopardized. The new Jam is looking good. What a damned good magazine. The new comic strip, the band profiles, all of the writing in general, and my column have all done nothing but get better and better. I have not a lot to say at this time, except F**KING OUCH! God this knee is killing me. I've consulted two physicians, Drs. Jack Daniels and Alotta Redwine to help with the pain. Check out the additions to the LINKS section. Also, look at the new NEWS/WEATHER service (see the menu). I've also updated band links in the ENTERTAINMENT page. Sign The Goddamned Guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 8/28/2000: Sonnuvabeetch! Man- less than 24 hours after I shaved my face, I ground my cheek and jaw into some concrete on 61st and Halsey while riding my bike home from work. I'm actually bathing in Neosporin right now, to reduce the scarring from my face, which is often described as a cross between Harrison Ford's and Brad Pitt's. I did shave my beard and my girlfriend hates it because it makes me "look like I'm twelve-years old." This may be the reason that two or three priests kept following around while I made deliveries. I've gotta go, it's Father Laughlin's turn to rub my back. Scroll down to see some important show posters. and... Sign The Goddamned Guestbook.
Gooch (The Log)
8/27/2000: I've lost 26 pounds
on the Atkins Diet so far, so I'm now only seriously obese, as opposed to
morbidly. I went to Dante's Inferno last Thursday to see Soul Kitchen and
it was an excellent funk-jazz-soul show. Good bar, too. The next
issue of Jam is something to look forward to. http://www.jammagazine.com/. On
September 9, there is a decision to make. Either be at the Jazz De Opus,
or The Buffalo Gap. Excellent shows at either venue. Here are the
posters. Click on the thumbnails to get a full sized image in a new
window. Print a copy out and place it in the lunchroom of your place of
employment. I'll be out of town on the 9th, so my decision is pretty
easy. In other news, I just shaved my beard off. I must have been
bored. I don't look right. Millionaire's on... gotta
go. Gooch
out.
Gooch (The Log) 8/23/2000: I've kept this website pretty much "Survivor" free. Really an accomplishment for someone who spends an absurd amount of time bitching about the senseless, unoriginal--no--shamelessly unoriginal programming that the viewing public is forced to endure. Survivor was nothing more than a ripoff of "The Real World," which is the only original show to come out of MTV. Oh well, enough about the televised corny-assed survivor. Here's a real survivor story from my bear hunting trip...
My buddy "Bill" and I were camoed to the teeth. We were as silent as Rosie O'Donnell at an all-you-can-eat buffet. As Bill blew into his bear call, the squeal of a faux-tortured rabbit filled the forest. Soon, there was a rumble through the brush and a black bear the size of a VW Beetle came within 20 feet of us. Bill and I sprung up and opened fire - him with his 30-06, me with a Remington 35 cal. The bear dropped like a sack of bricks. We had made a successful kill.
As we waited the cautionary hour to make sure the bear was indeed dead, two baby cubs walked towards the still pile of fur.
"Oh God, we killed their mother." I exclaimed. One of the rules of ethics is that you don't shoot a bear with cubs in tow.
"We shouldn't leave them orphaned," Bill exclaimed. So we did what we thought we had to do. We raised our rifles, and after four blasts the cubs were gone as well.
Shooting baby bears is pretty illegal in Oregon, so we postponed the cleaning of our game and hauled the three corpses into Bill's van. We drove nervously toward our secluded campsite. Fortunately, the radio was off, because we otherwise might not have heard one of the baby cubs starting to move and cry.
"Oh, shit." We both shouted. Quickly, we pulled over and looked in the cargo area. Sure enough, there was a live one.
"What should we do now?" I asked, not knowing if there is a common procedure for hard-to-kill poaching victims. We didn't want to shoot it, because the noise would give away our location, and we were too tired to pull it out of the van.
So we did what anyone would do: we grabbed our Mag-Lites (big metal flashlights) and started whacking away at the head of the stubborn cub. Bears are known for their hard-as-steel skulls, and cubs are no different. It took about 65-70 hits each before the squealing of the bear (sounding not unlike that of a clubbed seal) finally stopped.
Give yourself 5 points if you didn't believe a single word of that story. I did go hunting, but between my incessant coughing and Bill's loud flatulence, it was rare that any wildlife came within 5 miles of us.
I've got to go to bed now. Sign my guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 8/18/2000: I've got camoflauge pants, authentic Vietnam jungle boots, and plenty of firearms and ammunition. "Gooch," you ask, "are you going to visit a suburban elementary or middle school?" No, I'm going bear hunting. I'm not much of a hunter or an outdoorsman, so I'll stick to my strengths which are basically entertainment and opinion writing and typing 50 wpm. The Stuart Wylen Trio has a gig lined up at Jazz De Opus on September 9. Gregory (PJ) Smith, mentioned in an earlier log, is helping me out on my newest column. Check out his mp3.com site. Be like PJ and sign my guestbook.
Gooch (The Log)
8/12/2000: I'm getting ready
for the Providence Bridge Pedal tomorrow. That's not important. What
is important is that I haven't paid respects to the falling of a Jedi f***ing
knight. I've poured out some Guiness beer on the sidewalk, a tribute to my
dead homey. Alec Guiness, 86, who has looked 86 since he was 36, died last
week. Like Robert Reed (dad on the Brady Bunch), Guiness was a
Shakespearian actor who became famous for a commercial pop-culture
phenomenon--and resented it for the rest of his life. Gooch
out. 
click on the picture for the official Star Wars site remembering
Obi Wan.
Gooch (The Log) 8/11/2000: Two things I need you to do. Find a gig for the band Dualesc, and Sign my Guestbook! That's it. I didn't win Portland Mercury "Why I Drink" writing contest. Click HERE to see my entry. Meanwhile, I've lost 20 pounds thanks to the Atkins diet and 20 miles/day of bicycling. Next time I get into my Genie outfit and take a picture (see above) I won't have to use Photoshop to erase my cleavage. It's Friday night and I'm going to start writing for next month's Jam. Get the new issue--it's new and improved and it has calcium, something my body needs anyway. I like that.
I actually got some negative response for an article I wrote for Jam. He spelled my name right, so I'll reprint the message. He spelled independent wrong, though. See how he works an ad for himself and mp3.com into his message...
Dear Jam...
Congratulations in joining
the rest of the mainstream media!
In volume 1, issue 5
(August 2000), not only did Gallucci cover the
same, slanted rendition
of the Napster debate, you guys even got it into
the comic strip. I'm sure by
now the average joe thinks that Napster
pioneered the mp3 format. Musicians
who aren't signed to a major label
have a better chance to get their music
heard on the internet than
anywhere else -- that much is true -- but the
media makes it sound like
Napster was "the poor, independent musician's only
hope". Not only is
that bullshit, it has nothing to do with the Napster
issue.
The issue, as everyone knows, is that people aren't
getting paid for
recordings that are being copied and distributed.
Independent musicians
whose tunes are getting downloaded all over Napster are
getting
exposure, but they're still not getting paid. I have yet to hear
the
media mention mp3.com, which not only provides free downloads, but
also
pays independent musicians for those downloads. It's not about
the
money, but a musician should be compensated for his or her
efforts.
Personally, I believe the only reason there was
ever a debate is
because we are lazy Americans and we want to bitch about the
price of
everything while we make more than almost the entire rest of the
world
and pay less for gas. If you really want to support independant
music,
listen to mp3.com and let the independent folks make a buck or
two.
There are a ton of great Portland musicians there.
Gregory
(PJ) Smith
http://www.mp3.com/GregoryPJSmith
*** Hunter
S. Thompson for President! ***
I'm so hurt. I've already stuck my head in an oven, but the damned thing is electric. I've got grill marks all over my face. Make me feel better and Sign my Guestbook!, like I signed PJ's
JULY LOGS
Gooch (The Log) 7/29/2000: Since I last made an entry to the logs, I've been to the KISS concert, bought a new bike, and caught a nasty flu virus. I've got a couple of new contributions to Jam Magazine. CLICK HERE to see them.
Gooch (The Log) 7/15/2000: The Stuart Wylen Trio show at Jimmy Mak's was outstanding in every way a show could be outstanding. I had heard the band rehearse a few times, but without the benefit of Stuart's "wah-wah" pedal, which added another dimension to his already superior guitar abilities. John vanOeveren (his spelling, not mine) wowed the 90+ in attendance with his drum solos and Tom Miller rounded out the rhythm duo in a way that only two musicians who have played together for years could. Good show. for more info on the band, click HERE. I haven't had anyone sign my guestbook in a long time. MAKE ME LOOK LIKE PEOPLE CARE!!!
Gooch (The Log) 7/10/2000: Miss me? I've been too busy to pay attention to my website. I'll never let you down like that again. Enough about me... Saturday, June 15, 2000 - The Stuart Wylen Trio's big debut performance at Jimmy Mak's. BE THERE! Click on the poster to enlarge. The new Jam should be out soon. Sign the guestbook.
June Logs
Gooch (The Log) 6/25/2000: Whasshappenin' honkies and honkettes? It's all about Jam Magazine this weekend, and I've conjured up a couple of articles and CD reviews. Check my contribution HERE.
Gooch (The Log)
6/18/2000: Today was the
deadline to pay a parking ticket I got during this year's Pub Crawl with the
Vanguard staff. I got written up for a no parking zone when I clearly was
in a loading zone. The city of Portland's Parking Extort-- I mean
Enforcement are really just a bunch of worthless degenerates who were probably
beaten as children, and with good reason, I'm sure. During the next
Portland riots, I hope that some splinter chaos causing group just goes after
and demolishes those f***ing scooters that the PEs ride around in with their
condescending, incompetent looks all over sedentary faces. Maybe if we
gave the police a nickel for everyone they hit in the back with a bean bag, then
the city wouldn't charge so damned much for parking in a loading zone
($40). Enough of this. I'm going to bed. Check out my new
logo...
click to
enlarge.
Gooch (The Log) 6/17/2000: So I'm six days sober and I experienced the ultimate test last night when I went out with some friends of mine. To the Rialto and Polly Esther's I went, ordering diet Pepsis and $2 bottled waters the whole time. Both places are pretty cool, and I recommend checking them out in the near future-have a beer for me. Going to Cirque Du Soleil tonight. Sobriety sucks!
Gooch (The Log) 6/16/2000: Whasup. Or, to my gay friends, Whathup. I'm on that goddamned Atkins diet. If you aren't familiar with this eating regimen, it's pretty simple: don't eat carbohydrates. Actually, I'm allowed 20 carbs a day. A can of freakin' Pepsi has 41 carbs. What's more damaging to my "Gooch" persona is that I haven't had a single drop of booze in four days. Sobriety is a bitch. I practically forgot that I had a website. I'm mellowing out. I was late to work yesterday because I had to catch the last 20 minutes of "Little House on the Prairie." When I deposited my graduation loot at the bank, a lady asked me to break a five dollar bill. I didn't have five ones, so I just gave her the $1.15 she needed. "Hangover Gooch" doesn't even acknowledge people who appear to be after some free cash. I'm surprised that I didn't go to the N'Sync concert last night. Gee, I think I'll watch "Titanic again." Sobriety sucks! P.S. the new Jam Magazine is out, grab it at your local record store that sells, um, local records.
Gooch (The Log) 6/10/2000: As most of the people who visit this site know, I contribute to the Portland State University Vanguard student newspaper from time to time. Well, tonight the adviser for the staff, Jud, had a dinner at his house and I really had a good time. If I didn't like the people on the staff so damned much, I wouldn't bother with the paper, but I do, so I do. I don't even get paid anymore and I'm typing this. In other news, June 11 is the day I walk across the stage in the graduation ceremony for PSU. At least the gown is black, so I'll be able to wear it even after graduation. Sign the freakin' Guest Book!
Gooch (The Log) 6/9/2000: Whasup. My tongue is healed. There's a lot going on in the entertainment world. Portland radio station Mix 107.5 has taken over KBBT. I'd much rather listen to 80s music than listen to Gina Cort and Rebecca laugh at their own jokes for hours at a time. I need to get to bed, but I've started a new page for Classic Gaming.
Gooch (The Log) 6/5/2000: It thill hurths! I'm tho pithed ath mythelf. Nothin new in mah woold. Thign the Gueth Book!
Gooch (The Log) 6/4/2000: I bith mah tongue lath nith. It hurths like a bith. Ith look like I pierthed the futha. Game sethen is on. Go Blathas! Gotha Go. Thign the Gueth Book!
May Logs
Gooch (The Log) 5/25/2000: I've spent a few hours (not including the 40 minute download) on Flash, and THIS is the best I came up with. So far. Make sure you check out my Flash intro. I'm going to bed. Sign the guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 5/23/2000: I'm back. It's been a while, but I've been busy dodging cars on my bike and pounding on this keyboard trying to get some of my ink on bird cage lining across PDX. I can't believe I'm cheering for the Blazers. If you're wondering why I have the Hog Whitman link above the sacred logs, it's because Hog and I have been trying to get local and national talk radio to plug the link on their shows. You too can click on it and download some free MP3s. Need a writer? Click on the GWSmenu link and ask yourself "What can Gooch do for YOU?" Damnnnnnnnn... It's time for bed. Sign the guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 5/14/2000: Happy Mother's Day. Next up is Father's Day, and then I'm starting a new holiday called "Mybabydaddy Day." I'm contacting Hallmark now for licensing the rights. In other news, I'm going to the Rheinlander for dinner with my Dad and his Mom (AKA my Grandmother). My Mom is in New Mexico for the Red Cross. I'm doing a story on Napster for Jam Magazine, please give me any feedback you can for publication in the story by e-mailing me. Sign the guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 5/11/2000: Well, GWS is born. Have laptop, will travel. Please check out the website and please e-mail me with any questions. In other news, my Mom is leaving for New Mexico to help the people down there who are victims of the fire. I'd like to have her here for Mother's day, but those poor people need her more than I do right now. I'm very proud of her and I hope she has a safe trip. Later.
Gooch (The Log) 5/10/2000: Hey, saw Gladiator tonight, I'll post a review on the Entertainment section soon. I thought of a new slogan for myself: "Putting the 'free' in freelance since 1999!" I'm putting together a business plan for a "writing service." It sounds like a good idea, but everything does when you mix two pitchers of Coors Light and two cups of coffee. I met up with the gang from JAM MAGAZINE last night. This is a good magazine and it's free to anyone that visits the local music stores that carry it. It is a magazine that is mostly of the artists, by the artists, for the masses. Support it, support its sponsors, and support all of the local bands in your community. GOOCH OUT!
Gooch (The Log) 5/8/2000: Ummm, trying out the frames for the first time. God, I hope this works. Anyway, hope you like the new look. The GuestBook still works!!
Gooch (The Log) 5/7/2000: Be sure to check out Episode 1 of the Genie series. I was going to start with Episode 4, but someone else already tried that. Sign the guestbook, and keep visiting this site. Just click this!
Gooch (The Log) 5/6/2000: It's a beautiful freakin' day outside, but I'm in the Goochcave, writing fiction. I just finished Episode 1 of the Genie series. I'm not a fiction writer, but this is a damned good attempt. My editor at the Vanguard actually submitted the original Genie column in a competition and I'll probably find out if it won anything. We all know that if it does win anything, you'll hear it hear first. Happy "seis de Mayo." Gooch. Just click this!
Gooch (The Log) 5/4/2000: If anyone knows the tricks to getting listed on search engines, let me know. I'm working on the first "episode" of the Genie series. I'm thinking of serial type cliffhanger series of articles. Any suggestions, feel free to e-mail me. In other news, another goddamned computer virus has infiltrated the WWW. This one is reportedly from the Philippines. Watch your electronic back, and when the FBI is done taking care of this Alien Gonzales crap, maybe they can kick some Phillipino-cyberterrorist ass. Just click this!
Gooch (The Log) 5/2/2000: Well, Monday's Oregonian had a picture of me. Keep in mind that for that one photo, 3 to 4 rolls of film were shot and one hour was spent. It was fun, though. I've written an opinion column regarding Napster.com, and it's in the entertainment page. I went drinking last night at the Wagon and scratched a scab off of my ankle, which let out a stream of blood which no one was unable to stop. I showed up at work this morning with a hangover and a bar napkin duct taped to my ankle. Check out my "Gooch Meets God" column in the columns page. There's also a new band developing, a link to their bios is on the entertainment page.
April Logs
Gooch (The Log) 4/28/2000: This Monday's Oregonian should have picture(s) of me using Napster.com. I certainly question the logic of having someone photograph me doing something deemed by some to be illegal, but then again, I am a media whore. So if you read two newspapers this week, make it Monday's Oregonian and Friday's Vanguard. Look at the columns page for a new column, an account of my recent visit with God. Later.
Gooch (The Log) 4/26/2000: A photographer from The Oregonian is coming to my work tomorrow to take a picture of me. "Gooch," you ask, "has the press found out about your Pokemon counterfeiting scheme?" No, they're going to snap a shot of me while I'm using Napster.com. John Snell is the reporter covering this internet phenomenon for "the big O," so look for my mug in the Tech pages soon. Love, Gooch.
Gooch (The Log) 4/21/2000: Forgive me websurfer, for I have sinned. It has been ten days since my last log entry. Not too much has happened lately, not that that has stopped me from sumbitting a log entry anyway.
In food news, my favorite pizza of the month is Stark Street Pizza's Winterhawk pizza, a pepporoni, pineapple, and Canadian bacon pizza that was like a good book--I couldn't put it down. My favorite ribs of the month is at The Prime Rib. My Mom took me there for my birthday and TPR kicked ass over any ribs I've had recently.
My official birthday party is 4/29 at my Father's house. If you know where it is, you can come. Just let me know via e-mail or phone. I'm working on another column and getting a job. Somebody, please, hire me for chrissakes. Thank you for your time. It's time to feed my fat ass. Later.
Gooch (The Log) 4/11/2000: There's only one thing that I love more than drinking Coors Light while updating this website. "Gooch," you ask, "you mean freebasing crack cocaine?" No, I mean bicycling. If you want a bike or bike accessories, check out the shop link, or click on the banner right above this log entry. Performance has the good deals. I drool over their catalogs the same way a kid does a Toys R Us catalog. Buying bike stuff is also fun, so click above and go wild. When you're done... click here.
Gooch (The Log) 4/10/2000: Barbecuing at Mom's house tonight. The Coors Light will be flowing freely. Anyone want to give me a job? In other news, MAMEs, simply, are programs that allow you to have your computer act like another computer and play its games. Stella is the best Atari 2600 emulator around. Try this link http://www.familydomain.com/gametown/atari.html to get started. I can't figure out other MAMES like the arcade ones, so someone e-mail me a pointer or two. March's logs are in the logs page. You know the drill.
Gooch (The Log) 4/4/2000: I've been trying to avoid writing for a little bit. No columns, no reviews, no nuthin'. I've met a lot of cool people recently while at the beach. I ran into, after like four years, the guy who bought the legendary beach house from my parents. I also ran into some guys at a Seaside bike shop named Prom Bike and Hobby at 622 12th Ave., Seaside. The weather is awesome and I can be seen on my bike more than in my car. My birthday is coming up, more info on that can be found here as it develops. Sign the Guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 4/1/2000: It's been a long time since I updated this page, or that's what my friend John B. said to me last night. Okay, last night I bought a bunch of medicine for my girlfriend who has the flu. I then went to my friend Matt's house for a night of Coors Light and bike magazines/catalogs. The aforementioned John and a friend of his came over and all four of us went to Shari's on NE 122nd for midnight breakfast. Pretty wild Friday night, huh? I need a drug problem or something to make these logs more exciting. You know what to do.
March Logs
Gooch (The Log) 3/27/2000: Hey, I wrote another column! It's in the COLUMNS page. I have re-entered the bike commuting community and this new column discusses it. I celebrated my birthday last Saturday. "Gooch," you ask, "isn't your birthday on April 19?" Yes, but my friend Ryan made a mistake and people got word that it was my birthday. I can't complain. The only present I got was an ass-whippin' at pool. I've been humiliated at pool in two states now, Idaho and Oregon. Have a good day.
Gooch (The Log) 3/18/2000: Sorry it's been a while since I've made a log entry. There's not a lot going on except that I've been splitting my time between family, partying, gearing up for more writing, closet drinking, and work. This is the second log that I've typed from my new computer. With this laptop and a phone line, I can update this site from anywhere in the world, as long as an American phone jack is provided. I'm thinking about another column on air travel, since the industry keeps feeding me material. How can anyone get into the cockpit of a commercial plane? It seems way too easy to get in there. Oh, well, keep checking back here, and please sign the damned guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 3/13/2000: Finally!!! At 1pm Pacific time today, I turned in my final paper for my English class. I'm done with PSU! I called in sick to work and I'm going to lay down and watch some tube. I'm then going to get a drink somewhere. My sappy graduation speech will be posted soon. Oprah's on, gotta go...
Gooch (The Log) 3/10/2000: Got a Hitchcock paper to do - one more step until my college education is completed. Got another column in the Entertainment page. I'm going to sneak away for an El Bravo from the Taco House tonight. Don't forget, DeadRedHead show this Saturday. Sign The Guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 3/9/2000: Having a hard time doing any homework. I guess "senior fever" is hitting me for the second time in my life. Damn. Got the new BloodHound Gang CD from my Vanguard editor Jil. It's good stuff. Looking forward to the DeadRedHead show this Saturday. Sign The Guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 3/5/2000: I did a review of a few bowl drinks around PDX, it's on the ENTERTAINMENT page. Looking forward to wrapping this term up look at my new column on the COLUMNS page. Sign The Guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 3/4/2000:I redid a speech for next week's column, it's on the COLUMNS page. Pretty busy weekend ahead. Going to the Winterhawks game tonight. Sign The Guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 3/3/2000: I submitted the Genie article to the Vanguard as some filler for the back page and it was all over the paper. Pretty cool. I'm eating pizza and working on a computer, which is how Bill Gates got his start, right? I hope somebody calls me so I can at least get a buzz on tonight. My mountain bike is finally fitted for me thanks to a stem from CityBikes on Ankeny. They're pretty cool over there. Next week is the last Vanguard I will be in as a student. After spring break, They'll download one column a week from this site. Sign The Guestbook.
Gooch (The Log) 3/1/2000: Added some new pictures to the "GENIE" page. Had a pretty crappy day. I think I'll fill a cereal bowl with a bunch of Xanax tablets and just add milk. In fact, today really sucked. Wow, what a day. Please give a twinkle of light in this abyss that I call life by signing the guestbook! Thank you.
February
Logs
Gooch
(The Log) 2/1/2000: I'm exhausted. Doing a story for
the Vanguard did not take as long as compiling the sites and making two websites
to accompany the story. It's 10:45 and I have one more story to do. Now is the
time to say that this log is brought to you by the makers of ephedrine, the same
people that brought you crank and speed. Available at Walgreens
everywhere.
January
Logs
Gooch
(The Log) 1/29/2000: It's a beautiful day, but that won't stop me from
writing for three hours straight. The greatest excuse invented to drink
incessantly while watching television during a Sunday is tomorrow. No, not
church--Superbowl. The one time of the year when I vacuum my room and dust
the piano. After checking the coax connection between the satellite and my
television, everything will go as planned. While I was cleaning my room I sat
down and popped in the last laserdisc for Return of the Jedi. Probably the
greatest lightsaber duel, space battle, and melodrama all shot in a sequence so
mesmerizing that makes you forget you have to go to the bathroom. Phantom Menace
videos are available for preorder from amazon.com. All of the Star Wars
films are good.
Gooch (The Log) 1/25/2000: Still sick, but I have to go to class tonight. I actually met Bill Reed of Billy Reed's restaurant at Standard Dairy. Pretty cool guy. I have to go to class tonight, but that only involves taking a test (which I am really unprepared for) and watching a Hitchcock flick. After that it's straight to bed with a double shot of NyQuil. Check out a new column on the COLUMNS site, and 2Pac and FENIXtx CDs reviewed on the ENTERTAINMENT page. Later.
Gooch (The Log) 1/24/2000: I'm still sick.
Gooch (The Log) 1/22/2000: I'm pretty sick today. I guess a diet consisting of Slim Fast, beef jerky, ephedrine, multivitamins, and Spanish coffees doesn't really do anything to benefit the immune system. As a delivery driver I listen to a lot of talk radio. "On Your Side," a consumer affairs radio show hosted by Ed Teachout, might do a segment on a news story I'm working on regarding a convenience store that issued bad money orders and did nothing to inform consumers that the accident occured. Teachout's show is on weekday mornings at 620am. I wrote the Oregonian a letter to the editor that was published last Monday. To view it on oregonian.com, click HERE. Other than that, there's not too much going on.
Gooch (The Log) 1/18/2000: Go to the ENTERTAINMENT page for the results of my Spanish Coffee tour and "Before They Were Movie Stars" articles. Sopranos is back on HBO, the first episode was definately not a disappointment.
There is no spell-check on this FrontPage HTML editor, so if I misspell stuff here it is only because I'm freakin TIRED.
I went to the PSU Bookstore on Monday to pick up a book and even though I called to make sure it was open, they closed early because "There was no one coming in." Well I was coming in, that's why I called. The sign they posted on the door, in order to mock me (after I spent twenty minutes finding a parking spot) said the early closure was to observe Martin Luther King day. How tacky it is to use a holiday as an excuse to not work and screw over a few customers. You bastards. PSU Bookstore sucks. I hope the internet destroys you and your building becomes a parking lot. I hope that your company goes the way of the Powersource computer store. I would write more, but I need to get onto Amazon.com to buy my textbooks, like everyone should.
Gooch (The Log) 1/15/2000: I plan on wrapping up my "survey" of Spanish Coffees around the city tonight. That and my "Before They Were Movie Stars" essays will be posted on the Entertainment site. Stay tuned... Gooch.
Gooch (The Log) 1/14/2000: Back from the dead! I've been busy with school, Vanguard stuff, 90210, Regis Philbin, and trying to stay sober for hours at a time. You must check the Entertainment section for my review on Billy Reed's Restaurant. I also dispel the rumor that 8-Balls of Fire is going to lose their liquor license. I've gone on a diet, and I'm doing it the old fashioned way. "Gooch," you ask, "you mean with diet and exercise?" No. Light beer, Slim-Fast, Olean chips, ephedrine pills, and hard alcohol. Of course, after three days I've become a pale drone who can barely spell. Hey! If you don't see one film this season, make it "Talented Mr. Ripley!" What a crappy film that was/is. Don't even rent this crap. Trust me. That's it for now. Sign the guestbook. Love, Gooch.
Gooch (The Log) 1/8/2000: Despite the fact that I was sick, I went to Eight Balls of Fire last night and drank like there was no tomorrow, and I wish there wasn't, because that means there is a today, and today I am really sick. My Reno Homeboy Damon John Holmes (his real name), has contacted me and if you are ever in the Tony Roma's at the Sands Regency in Reno, ask for him by name. I could drink the TR barbecue sauce out of a bottle it is so good. Oh, God I'm going to throw up again. Check out the Gooch (The Legend) link. Sign the Guestbook
Gooch (The Log) 1/7/2000: I'm sick. I left work early today so I could lie down. So my monitor is duct taped from the ceiling so I can look at it while I'm on my bed. I've eliminated shopping banners from my homepage, you can shop from my shopping page for featured items and just browsing. The duct tape supporting the monitor above my head is starting to give out, so I better enhfkjfkuyfkjhfljhvblugkjklhlkgjyfkjhgluuuuuuuuuuuuuuu776065
Gooch (The Log) 1/5/2000 5:48pm: Nothing has really happened since yesterday. My Star Wars Special Edition Trilogy set was returned to me by a friend who borrowed them. The friend was in a band called "The Sauce Unlimited." You can check out their last album by clicking HERE. Classes start this week at PSU. My last term, hopefully, unless the Academic Requirements screwed up my $20 audit somehow (I've three documents with different numbers of credits I've completed). Who am I to question them, though. Looking at my transcripts confirms that I am no math wizard. While I go out and drink tonight, you can sign my GUESTBOOK. Later.
Gooch (The Log) 1/4/2000 6:55pm: I've added some new and old columns recently on the COLUMNS page. All of you bored secretaries should check 'em out since they're more exciting than that solitaire you've been playing for the last five years. One of the columns chronicles the last bike ride I took that resulted in my body feeling like Rosie O'Donnel's step exerciser (if she used one). I'm in a lot of pain. Make me feel better by signing my GUESTBOOK. Do that and then come over to my Dad's house and apply hot packs to my body. Hand feed me Cheerios. Hold my beer bong for me. Hit the space bar so my battered thumbs don't have to. Later
Gooch (The Log) 1/2/2000 12:07pm: Either I was beaten by police last night, or I've begun the new millennium with a severe hangover. Last night I begrudgingly hopped on a Max train with friends to be a part of Portland's New Year celebration. Public transit, as crowded as it was, made the trip downtown a breeze. Getting into the celebration was another story. I read and heard that there would be four checkpoints, but my group (and apparently everyone else) entered the event without even being looked at by the authorities. This did not do much for my confidence in the safety of this event. Once in the crowd, the group I was with moved like cattle (others echoed my sentiment by 'mooing,' a behavior I only associated with flying on Southwest Airlines) and it took us a while to get to anywhere near the Pioneer Courthouse Square.
The event was touted as a family oriented celebration but I felt genuine concern for the safety of the children who didn't look too happy to be in the crowd. Attendance at the event was reportedly less than half of the expected head count, and after being at the event, I feel as though there would have been a real problem if the 50 to 100 thousand people expected to show up actually did. If I hadn't been told not to use any phon e s at midnight, I would have called Guinness World Records to submit Portland's Y2K fest as a record under the category "Biggest Mosh Pit." There was even some "crowd surfing" near the spot where I stood. One guy in a suit thought it was okay to hold up an elbow and run through the crowd (I punched him in the chest, a move that I later regretted. Not because I hit him, but because he didn't collapse in pain). One lady in her seventies decided that after the ball dropped, she needed to leave right then, so she started screaming and shoving people. I hate being hit or shoved, and it occurred with regularity throughout the evening.
After the crowd started to disperse my friends and I hung out inside the square, and while people danced to music by the Craig Mayther Band, the Portland Police surrounded the square with the most out of shape, yet heavily armed cops I'd ever seen. Probably forty boys in blue lined up on each of the four sides of the square. They all had riot control helmets on, which kept fogging up. I suppose it doesn't matter if the police see what they hit, because indiscriminate bludgeoning seems to be the tactic of choice when it comes to crowd control (if Seattle's WTO riot is any indication). I planned on hanging out at the square, maybe e ven chanting "free trade" to the riot cops just to confuse them. However, being surrounded by close to 200 cops wielding batons and shotguns gives me the creeps. So my friends and I left downtown without incident.
The Portlandia statue rolled via train into Union Station when I was a child. My family went down to check it out and Dad picked me up so I could touch the brass face before it was assembled downtown for the pigeons and citizens to crap on it (literally and figuratively, respectively). What I'm trying to say is that while I wasn't too impressed with the Year 2000 party downtown, I can say that I was a part of Portland history. Which won't impress anyone except for maybe my grandkids. Not because I was there, but because I lived to tell about it .
DECEMBER
1999 LOGS
Gooch (The Log): 12/31/99 noon: Well, my next log will be written in
the year 2000, or 1900, depending on what you're reading this on. I've seen some
long lines at the gas pump. I've gotten into arguments with complete strangers
over Y2K fears. The upcoming millenium has already started to piss me off. I
drink incessantly to drown out the voices that tell me to be scared of Y2K, but
the voices belong to the knucklehead on the barstool next to me. I can't escape
them. I'm not too scared, though. I've checked with various places and found out
that keg taps, speedpourers, adult video booths, brass poles, cigarettes, my
Dad's satellite dish, this website (maybe), Macintoshes, my car, this IBM
computer, and my bike will all be functioning on 1/1/00. Unfortunately, most of
these rely on electricity where reliability is a real crap shoot. One thing you
can rely on is that brain-dead, stone-faced news anchor people will make
countless annoying references to Y2K in attempts at showing a humorous side, or
even a personality (this is Joe Schmoe and I'm Y2K compliant! chuckle, chuckle).
Other news related things that annoy me is that on page 41 of today's A&E,
Oregonian writer Marty Hughley misidentifies a photo as being of the Kingsmen.
The lead singer is Jack Ely, of the but the rest of the young men pictured have
as much to do with the song "Louie Louie" as I do. According to a representative
from Yesterday Records, the photo is probably Jack Ely and the Courtmen. Enough
nitpicking, though, just sign my guestbook and
Have a happy and safe new year!
Love,
Gooch
Gooch (The Log): 12/28/99 6:45pm: Yeah, I'm really looking forward to Y2K. Seattle's already figured out that their city is prone to riots (they looted Starbucks for chrissakes!) so no Y2K party for them. Smartest thing the Emerald city has done this year. Now, if I'm a terrorist planning to bomb a large city in the Pacific Northwest for some once in a lifetime Y2K attention and the home of the Space Needle bows out of the festivities, where else can I take my van full of ammonia and manure (do you think everyone trying to get across the border from Canada got caught?)? Vancouver? Boise? Camas? No, no, no. The City of Roses, baby. Of course, I'll be joining my friends in the target--I mean heart of Pioneer Courthouse Square to see the biggest party Portland has held since the Blazers championship over twenty years ago. But I can't say that I'm not nervous. I saw news footage of Portland Police riot training (looked more like batting practice), and has one utility company said that everything WILL be working on 1/1/00? No. Watch for words like "should," and "may," when the public relations people start blowing smoke over the radio and television. Just because a company has been working on a problem for seven years doesn't mean they've solved the problem. We've had nicer days the last week than during most of last summer--yet Pacific Power is giving us power outage tips? They, like the rest of us don't know if the power is going to stay on after midnight January 1st. What they do know is that they need to cover their asses now. That's all for now. Sign My Guestbook if you haven't already done so. Love, Gooch.
Gooch (The Log): 12/26/99 11:40am: A belated "Happy Holidays" to everyone who checks this site regularly (both of you). I got (and hopefiully gave) a lot of cool gifts this year. But the season isn't about gifts, it's about buying them from Amazon.com and NetRadio.com through my website. "The Sounds of Science" Beastie Boys anthology is really good, click HERE for more info on it. Beck's Midnite Vultures is a CD I've listened to over the holiday break and is worth a listen to. But this log is not all about sales. Peacock Lane is still open and I suggest parking a few blocks away and walking. I've never seen so many knuckleheads stay in line for so long while passing up parking spots a little over a block away. WALK, dammit. A Christmas greeting to Ben and Robin (Robin-I got your call and I wanted to leave a voice mail, does your pager still work?), Johnny G. and Christine, Eric P., Allyson, Vanguard people, John B. and his family, The Hughes, Lee families, The Tetricks, and anyone else who might visit this site. Hope everyone has a safe New Year. You are all welcome to my underground bunker on January 1--just bring your own can opener and assault weapon. I've got the MRE's and my case of Spaghettios should be arriving soon. P.S. SIGN MY GUESTBOOK!!!!!
Gooch (The Log): 12/22/99 7:45pm: I'm about to leave but I wanted to say check out some more classic columns from the Columns Page, and check out something called Rules that I borrowed from Esquire. It was this time one year ago that everything in my life changed drastically, so I'm going to get plowed. I apologize to my Amazon.com customers who didn't get what they ordered due to lack of stock. Samuel L. Jackson said it best when he said "I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers [and sisters]." This, in my case, means that I'll send a mean e-mail to the powers that be at Amazon.com. I just checked my accounts receivable account and a quick estimate shows that I will get my first $100 check about ten years after the earth crashes into the sun.
Gooch (The Log): 12/21/99 7:20am: Started to ride my bike to work, but I couldn't find my keys. So I went to my Dad's house and found them on the dumpster near my truck. Figuring that I couldn't possibly make the 20 mile journey and get to work in time, I decided to take some time and put some new features here. The Weather Channel graphic is the coolest addition. Getting information for another city allows you to type in a zip code and weather.com will look up all of the info. It's pretty nice in Beverly Hills (90210), the only other zip code I could think of at the moment. Still shopping? Here's a tip: Mall 205 is not very busy, and there is a charitable organization that is doing gift wrapping for dirt cheap. Give them more than what they suggest, you cheap bastards. It'll still be a bargain. They are next to Spencer's gifts.
Gooch (The Log): 12/20/99 6:10pm: Not a lot has happened since yesterday. I have made a few changes to the site, though. The Adult link has been removed. There are some new additions to the Entertainment page worth checking out. I have gotten into arguments about WWF's 'The Rock' and his facial similarity to (SNL alum and Deuce Bigalow star) Rob Schneider. Check out the Entertainment page for a side by side picture comparison. I've also posted BMI's ten most frequently played songs of the century. Since I'm on the subject of entertainment, it is with great enthusiasm that I recommend seeing any movie at Mall 205 cinemas. For only $2 per person you can see a film on the big screen before it comes out on video. A lot of the movies I have seen recently have not been worth more than $2, so 205 is the way to go.
Gooch (The Log): 12/19/99 4:10pm: It's getting close to the gift buying deadline. Lloyd Center wasn't really bad today, it was actually similar to any Sunday at LC. I have really no ambition today, also similar to any Sunday. Speaking of any Sunday, I can't wait for 'Any Given Sunday' to come out this Wednesday. Another flick where I get to see Pacino scream for two hours. Remember to e-mail me pictures and whatever you think I should see/put up here.
Gooch (The Log): 12/17/99 6pm: God, I hate traffic! Road rage is starting to make sense to me after driving from Lake Oswego to Portland today at 5pm (or even worse, the 40 minutes it took me to get from my girlfriend's house to my Mom's house, about 5 miles). I'm not promoting road rage, I'm just saying that I understand it now. Anyway, only 8 days until Christmas. Believe it or not, I haven't done all of my shopping online--I still need to go to a few brick and mortar stores. Confidential to those who care: My armpit rash is starting to go away. Only my closest friends will know what I'm talking about. Well, I've been sober for nearly 19 hours, so it's off to the nearest watering hole I go. Hey! If, for any reason, you want a picture posted on this site, e-mail it to me and I will put it on the FanPics link which will be put on the MENU. Later.
Gooch (The Log): 12/15/99 6:20pm: I can't believe how easy it is to shop online! Try it for yourself by clicking on one of the shops above. I've maintained a steady buzz thanks to the intravenous-like stream of Coors Light I've consumed in the last week. Believe me when I say that the Silver Bullet will slow you down. Remember that the sites in my menu are usually getting new stuff (watch the 'Pictures' link this week), so they're worth checking out.
Gooch (The Log): 12/10/99 5:45pm: Thank God this week is over. I'm almost out of Coors Light and Xanax. The weekend is here and I don't plan on letting the gym get in the way of my drinking. I'm going to a party tonight for the Vanguard staff (I guess), and a birthday party tomorrow night for my home-boy Matt. I just got his gift, which is more than I can say for my family and their Christmas gifts. Haven't done your shopping yet? Click on one of the sites above and shop away!!! Check out the links above (columns, logs, entertainment), because there is something for everyone on this site, baby. Except for porn. Love, Gooch.
Gooch (The Log): 12/8/99 6:05pm: I am done with fall term at PSU - only one term to go. It's a surprise that I am sober this late into the evening. Oh, well, my friend Matt is going to pick me up and we're heading to Doris' Cafe. Everyone's invited, we'll be there at 6:45 for sure. Christmas is the time for buying stuff, and you can buy almost anything you want - from music CDs to cordless power drills right from this page!!! Click on the banners above, or use the Amazon search function I've installed for when you know what you're looking for. Later!
Gooch (The Log): 12/6/99 8:50am: I prefer the services of small businesses and one thing a lot of them have in common is that they have (what I assume to be) their first dollar bill framed on the wall behind the cash register. Well, as times change, so do traditions. I'm now in the process of framing the first e-mail of my Amazon.com account showing the first $1.05 I've made with this page. I just may not show up to work tomorrow, now that the cash is rolling in...
Gooch (The Log): 12/4/99 10:40am: Went to Sewickly's Addition on 49th and Hawthorne for some non egg substitute real butter greasy hash browns eatin'. The food there is as good as the drinks in the lounge next door are strong. After this term I will be 10 credits away from graduating. That is a few more than I thought, but I'll still be done after winter term. I'll have to put a resume link up soon...
Gooch (The Log): 12/3/99 5:55pm: Finally back to work and school. Both of my instructors at PSU (Wendy P. and Giselle T.) have been very helpful in getting me back on track at school. I'm going to the Willamette Print and Blueprint employee dinner at the Chart House (5700 sw Terwilliger). I also had tickets to a hockey game, but the game might be too tranquil compared to the WP&B dinner. Anyway, if the people that visit this page also read the Vanguard, I accidentally referred to the Beastie Boys' "Licensed To Ill" instead of "Ill Communication" in my top ten of the nineties list. I guess I was "illin" myself. I don't know if I installed a real counter on this page, or a random number generator. Check the bottom of this page to see what number visitor you are. Visitor numer 98890 will win a post-dated check for $100,000 dollars payable in full in the year 2099.
November
Logs
Gooch (The Log): 11/30/99 5:45: Spent the entire day in court--as a victim/witness this time. This
is the first time I've left the Multnomah Co. Courthouse with as much money as I
walked in (minus $12 for parking at the Dumb Park) Anyway, Pam H. helped me find
a counter for this page. I was going to start it at the estimated 10,000 people
that have already enjoyed this site, but as of 5:45pm today, I am the only one
on record. Since I usually end up giving some sort of entertainment advice in my
log here, I will say that a day watching a trial is free entertainment suitable
for the whole family, except for the real sick cases.
Gooch (The Log): 11/28/99 9:15pm: I finished watching 'A Clockwork Orange,' and upon watching the credits I noticed that David Prowse (the man who wore the Darth Vader costume in 'Star Wars' is in the film. Only someone like myself--full of useless trivial knowledge would notice that. I am closing in on my final days as a non-graduated college student, so if anyone is hiring a smartass with some web authoring experience contact me. Doing any Christmas shopping over the internet? Hook up to Amazon.com via this site for all your shopping needs (and all my commission needs, too!) I'm selling out, baby!!!!!!
(GoochThe Log): 11/26/99 2:30pm: What a bizarre film 'A Clockwork Orange' is! I am a true believer that it's okay not to watch even the most critically acclaimed films if they're just too weird. If I want 'ultra-violence,' I'll just go to any small town high school in America. Speaking of movies, check out the new "entertainment" link which has my top ten movies and albums of the nineties. There is also a "Printer Friendly" page which is just like the "Columns" page, except it is black text on a white background. Enjoy, and have a good weekend.
(GoochThe Log): 11/24/99 9:15pm: While the pizza at American Dream Pizza (about 47th and ne Glisan) is excellent, the wait was almost too much for my famished Father and me. The bad news is that my Mom won't be returning from her Red Cross duties in Miami until next Friday. The good news is that I will get two Thanksgivings this year. Meanwhile, at the PSU Vanguard, my column for this week didn't get published. "Gooch," you ask, "did you do something wrong? Did you turn your article in past the deadline?" No. I did nothing wrong. It's starting to piss me off, though, as this is the second time this has happened. Of course, the unpublished column is in the 'columns' page. To the thousands of people who log on to this site everyday, have a happy Thanksgiving.
(GoochThe Log): 11/22/99 7:20pm: Well, I got the "pictures" link up and running. I had to put that page on my Mother's allotted free web space that came with her Teleport account. If I find more people with no desire to use their web space, I could have the biggest web site on the "www" comprised solely of complimentary server space. If anything good has come from this site, it is that people I haven't spoken to in a while have e-mailed me. Poeple I have never spoken to in my life have e-mailed me. Well, before I start to get mushy, I'm going to get back to the Raiders game.
(GoochThe Log): 11/21/99 10:10pm: Finally watched last week's 2 hour 90210. I used to love the show, but the last two hours with 15 minutes of plot left me begging for more...commercials.
(GoochThe Log): 11/21/99 2:40pm: I don't have to go to church today because I put up Christmas lights on my Dad's house. "Gooch," you ask, "why would that make it so you don't have to go to church?" Because I did so much praying while I was on this aluminum ladder I pulled out of my Grandmother's house. It's about my Dad's age and has a weight limit of, well, less than I weigh. I thought I was going to have to spend another Christmas sucking my meals through a straw.-------------
(GoochThe Log): 11/20/99 noon: I AM SO HUNG OVER! Went to the Blue Eyes Bar on 108th (about) and ne Halsey. Ryan, the tall, bald bartender made me some pretty good drinks. I plan on doing very little today, at least until the walls stop moving and when the taco salad that I had for breakfast (seemed like a good idea at the time) convinces me that it will stay down. Later.