Thursday impromptu bar crawl – Capitol Hill

So the lady went to go watch Alex Band (you look it up if you wanna know, I don’t care who it is), and I wanted no part of it. So Adam and I partook in an impromptu bar crawl.

My plan initially had been to go to a bar close to Chop Suey where the concert was and watch the MLS game between San Jose and LA. As they usually do, this plan also mostly fell apart. I ended up at RPS, which is a local streetwear shop I had been wanting to stop by for the last year or so, since I have heard good things about them. Found out the shop closes at 7, I got there at 720, but they were nice enough to open up since the owner said he had a meeting at 8 and was just chillin for the time being. Come to find they had a FIFA 10 tournament the weekend before, and had like 10 xbox kiosks chillin. I was upset I missed the tournament, but glad I found they shop, and will be sure to pick up some gear from them in the future.

Rock Paper Scissors
Well, with all this going on waiting for Adam, the game started at 730, so a search for a bar with a tv began.

Little known fact (to me), very few bars on Capitol Hill have tvs apparently. Tried Elysian Brewery, tried some Japanese bar, we found one bar, but it smelled like moldy towels when you stepped in, so we stepped right back out.

We went down 6 blocks to the Baltic Room to watch the second half of the game, as we had already missed the first half.

So I’m chillin, mindin my business, and I find we’re surrounded by like 15 emo/scenesters playing around with the “stage” (large wood box with drum on top). The discussion began with one chaps utterly large bear, he must have weighed 120 pounds, with the bear easily taking up 10% of that. It then turned to the style of dress, with the question of if they were homeless. They did not smell too bad, so I assumed no. That is unless they were newly homeless and/or sleeping in their car. Then the question became, why dress yourselves leaving other to question of you “are you homeless?” It was determined that living in the questionable neighborhood and dressing as though you truly belonged in said questionable neighborhood, these young adults would find themselves as the next Bob Dylans of the world. And the suburbs that they come from would be proud of their newly found urban roots.

So, no joke, this dude and his 9 friends just showed up, I don’t know if it was open mic, or if he was the only act of the night, but when he started they asked us if we wanted stamps so that we didn’t have to pay cover to get back in. No, I don’t want a stamp, and I won’t pay to get back in. After he played his 5 emo songs, a surprise.

He just dropped on the mic “I’m going to just start playing some Moroccan folk music and sing some incoherent lyrics.” He drops a beat on a repeater, starts playing some guitar riffs and does exactly that. Actually, it did not sound bad. After a pitcher of Blue Moon, it was off to Kurrent for some asian inspired food.

Order the Katsu. So good. Serious.

Watched the Mariners make it to the 10th inning after being down 6-1, I guess they lost later in the game.

More wandering found us outside this bar, Barca. Pretty packed place, live jazz music was cool.

Ferrari of Seattle. Just happened to be nearby, stopped to admire the wares.

11 or something, stopped drinking a while back since I was sure we would be leaving right around now. Any second, I’ll get the text to make my way back to the car a leave. Any moment now.

Killing those last few minutes, we stumble across an interesting array of colors. Vitamin Water Social Club.

You tell me what this is. I don’t get it. They have some website, but I won’t pimp that business here. The wall was cool, that’s all.

That is all bottles of vitamin water.

1130 I get a text “Playing the last song, waiting for autographs and pictures.”


Fine, I make my way back to the car, I’m sure they will meet me there in like 5 minutes. Chilled and listed to the new Big Boi album.

Sounds good, but I always get the feeling that Big Boi never made it out of 1998. He always sounds the same. That’s not a dig on him, and it’s not a bad thing, it just feels nostalgic, but not in the way where you feel like a kid again. It’s kind of like in the way you feel weird seeing someone from highschool that you weren’t really friends with, but you were cordial with each other and feel you need to exchange pleasantries. Then it turns into the, “yea we should do something sometime, i’ll get at you on facebook,” but you know you won’t, and they know too. But it was still nice seeing them.

Anyway, buy The Roots new album.

End tangent.

We pass by this spot on the way back, I don’t know whats up with the sign, but it’s a bar that’s basically outdoors, very cool layout, and they have Wii. I’ll make my way back to this place at some point, it looks ideal to watch football games, as they have lots of space and clear views of many tvs, along with the outdoors part for when it’s nice. And a hotdog store next door. They sell a hotdog deep fried and wrapped in bacon.

Finally got the call at midnight. Get home at 1, just in time to fall asleep and be way too tired to work on Friday.


Formula D – Evergreen Speedway via Vaughn Gittin JR

Here’s the event I attended a few weeks back, from the viewpoint of JR.

Awesome video. I wish there was more media of this quality to help grow drifting. It really gives you the drama of what a driver goes through during the FD weekend, and gives you a face and someone to root for, as well as awesome footage and angles that you can’t get anywhere else.

Someone step up on this for the other drivers and make it a tv show.

Blue Moon – my trip to Portland to watch Manchester City

This past saturday I was luck enough to get a chance to watch my EPL team play, Manchester City down in Portland.

Now, I don’t particularly like Portland, aside from actually having a basketball team, and tax free purchases, it has very few redeeming values. I’m being a little harsh, I actually enjoy it for some night life stuff and it is a nice city, but for some reason, things always seem to go down weird there.

I digress, the Portland Timbers were hosting Manchester City for the only west coast leg of their US tour, and I had to make it down there. It was actually a last minute thing that I made it down there, as in the weeks leading up to, I was sure I wouldn’t be able to go. I’m too busy, it’s in Portland, I can’t get tickets, I used every excuse in the book. Finally on the night before, my fiancee said “so why don’t you just go?” Why don’t I? Fine, I will. I found out that you couldn’t get tickets from Ticketmaster or just purchase them retail since the event was only available to Timbers season ticket holders, and only 3000 or so were available. I’m screwed, right? So I spent that night and the next morning trying to track down tickets. So I hit up the old Craigslist the day of the event, got in touch with a shady guy who promised to only charged me 6x the face value of the seats and promised to meet me outside the venue with tickets. What could go wrong? Get murdered? Robbed at least? Drive to Portland and not get any tickets? And so my friend Branden and I started the 3 hour drive to Portland. Usually it’s a leisurely 2.5 hour drive going slightly over the limit, and there wouldn’t be traffic on a Saturday at 3pm right?

No, there is just a massive accident on I5 south blocking 4 out of 5 lanes in Tacoma and it sucks up an hour. Oh. That’s cool.

So after we pass Tacoma, I drive significantly faster than I should to make sure we get down there on time for the game. I’ve never driven so fast for such a long period of time. It had to be the most stressful drive I’ve ever had. I would not advise anyone else do that. But it’s all about the journey, not the destination right?

F that noise. I’m going to watch Manchester City play.

So we meet up with said shady person, who tells me we have to meet off the property of the stadium as they are cracking down on scalpers, so I meet him on the other side of a long field, in a small forest. I give him money, he gives me tickets that I pray are not fake, otherwise I’m out $120 with nothing more than a long drive home looking me in the face.

Lucked out, tickets were legit, and we go sit down in the bleachers. It’s smaller than a high school football stadium. I played in stadiums twice the size of this. Wha? It’s cool tho, we sit in the front row, in front of where City is warming up and training, watch Bellamy, Johnson, and Ade take some shots on Joe Hart. It’s seriously cool to watch in person. Adebayor and Hart are bigger than I thought they would be. Patrick Veira is huge too.

The game itself was actually very lame, City winning 3-0 predictably, but it was an experience to watch them in person. The ball handling was a little rusty, the starting back 4 were all younguns, the starting mid/forwards were mostly starters too so they were a blast to watch. In the second half, it was the starting back 4 and mostly bench/new guys mid and forward. Jo came back from loan at Everton and scored a goal in the second half on his left foot. Last season Barcelona and Chelsea (boooooooooo) came to Seattle and played against the Sounders, and that was great too. Being able to see Messi, Iniesta, Xavi from Barca, then John Terry (twat), Drogba, “fatty” Frank Lampard, from Chelsea was a great experience, but this one was even better for me. We sat on the ground level as close as we could to the pitch, and it was just cool to see the skill that they have, even in their off season form.

The real cool part came after the game, as we went to see the boys off. There were only 8 or so people when I got out there, so I was right up front. As they players were getting on the team bus, most of them were nice enough to sign autographs and pose for pictures (forgot my camera). I was able to get about 14 signatures, with about 5-6 of them starting XI players. Unfortunately none of the players who took part in the world cup made it out, so no Tevez, Barry, Silva, etc were there.

Ground level seats, not the best for watching games, as you can’t tell what’s going on half the time. It was cool when there were throw ins or corners, and we watched Jo’s goal up close.

My jersey that I had signed by some of the players. My favorites being Craig Bellamy, Joe Hart, Shay Given, Emanuel Adebayor, and Adam Johnson.

Here’s a couple good pics I borrowed from

Here’s a video of some of the action (Don’t know why it doesn’t have sound)

Catching up on my summer happenings – the last few weeks

Here’s the cool things that I’ve done in the last month to get you up to speed.

Summer just hit in Seattle, for some reason it wanted to stay in the 50s until late June. Here are the things I have been able to do since it’s become nicer.

Went camping with my cousins.

Trying to be artsy fartsy camping pics

Went up into the mountains shooting, first time firing a shotgun, I want one now. Also shot a .40 glock, and there are 2 9mm in there, I shot both. Also that .357 revolver, I actually shot more accurately with that thing than the .40 or the 9s for some reason. I was really accurate with the shotgun.


A bar in Issaquah where they serve Rogue beer, apparently one of the few bars that have it on tap according to beer snob Howard.

We went hiking with Howard the day before he left. 4.5 miles never felt so long. I’m a wuss.

Titan got a cool hat made for him

Watched the Sounders finally win a game, even if it wasn’t at Qwest in a league game. They beat the LA Galaxy in US Open Cup play at Starfire.

Formula D Seattle

I’m going to try and move more in a direction of stuff that I’m doing, less about stuff I want.

But I will still post things I think are funny.

So this last weekend I spent Friday and Saturday in the beautiful/backwoods city of Monroe, Washington for the 2010 Formula D Seattle event. For the last 2 years I have been the chief judge for Formula D Pro-AM for the Northwest. Last year I was granted as an “approved” Formula D judge, working with Ernie Fixmer and Andy Yen. This year, I since I am now an approved judge, I was able to use my own team to judge the FD Pro AM event that runs during the FD event. It was a great opportunity for me and my guys to apply the teamwork we have been building over the past year and a half since last FD, and also for my guys to interact with the FD judges and find out how they work as well.

Now, normally we have a pretty large group of NW drivers that represent at the Pro AM, but since we have such a talented driver pool, we actually lost 4 drivers to the Pro level, which left us a little short on drivers for our own event. This year we only had 7 that were able to run. Still, a very good event, and by the time the crowds showed up, these guys really stepped it up and it looks like we could be sending a couple more to the pro level in by the end of the year. It’s really cool, we got a ton of compliments about the amount of drivers we bring up that are very skillful and committed to drifting, and bring the largest local representation out of any of the other FD stops.

Here are a few pics I took with my iPhone 4, quality is ok.
A view from the judges booth of the final corner, that’s Alex Pfeiffer and Robbie Nishida during practice.

Here’s the drift emporium G35, I really like this and the S15 they run, both with VK45 Nissan Titan V8s and superchargers, which are actually louder than the exhaust sometimes.

Here’s a pic of Kohei Nakamura’s car, a BC driver who is sponsored by Drift Office, a local shop in the Seattle area and who got 3rd place in the Pro AM.

These are of the Pro AM event, the event I judged in order that they finished.
1st. Kyle Pollard

2nd. Nick Jimenez

3rd. Kohei Nakamura

4th. Peter Funatake

Here’s a pic of a local guy Nikolay Konstantinov who made it into the Top 16 at this event, I believe the best showing of any NW driver in an FD event.

Congrats to the drivers, and congrats to the NW. I kept hearing from the FD staff how this is the biggest and loudest crowd they get all year, and they love coming here.