Here's a little test of four questions. Your replies must be spontaneous and immediate, with no deliberating or wasting time. And no cheating.


Marks, set...GO!!!

1: You are competing in a race on a straight racetrack, and overtake the runner lying in second place. In which position are you now?

Answer: If you answered that you're now coming first then you're completely wrong. You overtook the second runner and took their place, therefore you're coming second.

Next question...

2: If you overtake the last runner, what position are you now in?

Answer: If you answered second-last, once again you're completely wrong. Think about it...How can you overtake the person coming last? If you're behind them then they can't be last. The answer is impossible!!

Anyway, here's another to try, don't take any notes or use a calculator, and remember your replies must be instantaneous. Take heart!!

3:
Take 1000. Add 40.
Add another 1000.
Add 30. 1000 again.
Plus 20. Plus 1000.
And plus 10.

What is the total?

Answer: 5000??? Wrong again!!!! The correct answer is 4100. Try again with a good calculator. Today is clearly not your day!! Although you should manage to get the last question right...

4: Marie's father has five daughters:

1. Chacha
2. Cheche
3. Chichi
4. Chocho
5. ????

Question: What is the fifth daughter's name? Think quickly. You'll find the answer below...

Answer: Chuchu??? WRONG! It's obviously Marie! Read the question properly!

Sarcasm aside, if you've answered NONE of these questions correctly, then you're probably in good company! Tricky questions (answered FAST) are like mental illusions -- fooling the brain.

my new favorite song... nothin' to lose by Josh Gracin... yes, the same one from american idol... he's tight. I have the song on repeat while playing texas hold 'em online... it's fun.

I saw this on randy's blog, and had to do it because I have a journal/blog.

1. Comment and I will reply with something I really like about you.
2. I will then tell what song[s] remind me of you.
3. Next, I will tell you who you remind me of, celebrity/animated or otherwise.
4. Last, I will try to name a single word that best describes you.
5. Put this in your journal/blog (or don't... whatever)

alright, well get ready for the natural genius of flirtation that is Peter.

I went dancing at the Beach two weeks ago... I was dancing, having a good time, just chillin and dancing like normal, when I see a girl/lady/woman(I still don't know what to call 18-22 year old females...) anyways, I see this gorgeous girl standing, not dancing... so I put her on my radar, you know, to check if there is a boyfriend lurking around somewhere or something... there wasn't... so I went in... I asked her to dance... she said it was her first time there, and I told her not to worry... we went out on the dancefloor and the ENTIRE time she was smiling... course, I was too... so anyways, we talked while we danced... her name was katy, she is a nursing major and is a sophmore... remember, she is beautiful... what kind of beautiful? she looks a lot like alex from the o.c. if that helps you out at all. anyways, she had a fun personality... I mean, she was at the beach and she is conversational and such.

anyways, a week later I went back to the beach(last thursday)... I walk in... start dancing... hang out... notice her again... ask her friend to dance(or what seemed to be her friend according to my radar)... so I danced with her friend, then two songs later, asked her to dance... so we hit the floor... I said "so, it was katy right?"... her response - "no, it's Sherry"... "ah, alright"... "so I see you've danced with my roommate (name I don't remember)"... "yeah, she seems cool"... blah blah blah... anyways, it turns out she was sherry, a junior pharmacy major... alright, all of those are quite similar, and considering the light in the club and the time between seeing her... I thought they were the same person... I just had the info a little wrong. I mean... katy/sherry... junior/sophmore... nursing/pharmacy... all of those are similar.

The next day I went to CCF(campus cristian fellowship... which I think I'll start going to rather than cru because I don't like cru that much anymore, but that is a different story)... after ccf when everyone was hanging out I saw her again... so I approached her and said "sherry, correct?"... "no, it's katy, Peter right?"... "dang, you're better at this game than I am, sophmore...nursing major?" "yeah... sophmore, business major, right"... man... "so did you go country swing dancing last night?"... you know, just to make sure they weren't the same people and she wasn't playing a game with me or something like that... "no, I backed out of going at the last second... I had homework to do"... "alright, well it was a good time"... that was the point in the conversation that it hit me that katy and sherry were two seperate people...we then talked a little more... some church history and such.

Now that this embarassing(and smooth I must say) situation happened, I can move on... tell the difference between them. holy crap I feel like a jerk, I never wanted to come off as a guy who forgets someone's name, especially not an attractive fun one that I randomly met and had a great time dancing with...

anyways, I will hopefully see katy at ccf and maybe dancing a couple more times and maybe something will come out of it... course, I'm not going to get ahead of myself because I don't really know her... but I'm planning on asking her out to coffee sometime soon. and we'll see where it goes from there(if anywhere)...

yeah, have a goodnight everyone... oh, and danny's idea for me to help remember girls names is to write nametags... "hi, I'm peter, you are?" "oh, my name is michelle" "michelle, I would like you to wear this nametag for over a week straight, so that if I think I see you in a club or randomly somewhere else, I know it is truly you" "get away from me freak!"..."but I just have a problem with names!"

ok, so I may be a few MILLION page loads away from those suckers, but yesterday I broke into triple digits. 108 people visited my blog from midnight sunday to midnight monday. goodtimes... and yet, only levi left a caption... maybe mine just kicked every good thought of a caption out of your heads(btw, I won, sorry levi)... yeah, so this last weekend, Nicole and lauren and rayna came and hung out in pullman(from ellensburg)... which was a lot of fun... some improv, pizza, gg, harold and kumar("no, nph wouldn't do that"), and country swing dancing... it was awesome.

oh, and if you would like to hear about this flirtatious genius that is your friend/acquantance Peter Schatzer, just check back in later tonight for a quality story.

CAPTION GAME!

CAPTION GAME!!!

yeah, I'm still up. that's awesome. anyways, I love this house because I came home at 2:30, half of the people were asleep(the smarter half I bet)... but that leaves half to being awake... dane and danny were playing wow, and erik was talking to his gf on the phone. so anyways, I love this house because I was talking to danny and I convinced him to come upstairs and watch gilmore girls... "awesome... but why?" because it was 3:30 in the morning by the time we STARTED it... and dane came downstairs with his laptop and played wow while talking to us during the show... very annoying... so we watched 2 episodes and it was suddenly 5... then we sat around and talked... now it is 6 and I am going to bed... but not before my new favorite song.

"what's up lonely" by Kelly Clarkson

I just like the beat.

shut up levi. punk.

want to know how? by playing Kelly Clarkson. funny huh? I didn't think kelly could get someone angry or annoyed, but apparently it can. goodtimes... I'll tone it down for you ben, I've got your back.

last night was AWESOME! but I have a GREAT feeling about tonight and this weekend.

anyone else ready for the weekend? I have one class between now and the weekend, in a hour and a half, World Music... it's a lot of fun. we're going over Reggae. you know, buffalo soldier and the such.

anyways, I'm sure you all are waiting for some random story... so here you go.

Last night was particularly awesome because (now that I'm single again) I danced with a lot of beautiful people, and moreso, a lot of fun people... I like dancing while dancing, which sets me apart from almost everyone in there, so people enjoy dancing with me... I've also got the basics down, so I can put in my own dance moves in the down time I usually have. I think one of my favorite parts of dancing, is going up to a beautiful woman(girl/lady/female? what the heck do I call college females? someone PLEASE answer me, unless it is a profanity, because not all college girls are those)... alright, so to catch up... I walk up to a beautiful woman, ask her to dance, she says yes, but she's new to the country swing... oh man, that is some of the most fun I can have... if she is stiff and doesn't know how to follow, that ruins it... but I really enjoy putting simple combos in there, and she thinks that it's really complicated and fun, oh man... goodtimes... that happened to me a few times last night, but then, it also can be fun when you start dancing with someone who can twirl and spin almost faster than your arm... I danced with a few last night, not very many though, and with one in particular I spun her 7 or so times in a row, it was awesome. oh, and Levi, you told me to flip someone, so I did. twice. goodtimes with aerials(sp?)...

goodday to you all

alright, well today I went to safeway to get some groceries(like a normal week)... but this week was different... I DIDN'T buy pop(aka soda for you freaks from conneticut(sp?))... anyways, I bought a bunch of eggs, some ham(to put in with the eggs for a sweet omelette(thanks lucretia for teaching me that), Apples, Bananas, english muffins(healthy?)... 2 gallons of milk, high pulp oj, and my favorite snack EVER!!!!

ryan already knows what it is... so does eric and lisa...

grapefruit cups.

oh my bejeezers they are good. I mean, I LOVE these things. they light up my life. I'm listening to kelly clarkson. Love the cups, love the cups, love the cups. the thing is that they are like a dollar a pop, so I decided not to get mountain dew or dr. pepper(my fav, unless I'm in a cherry coke mood, or I'm eating pizza and I want a classic Pepsi)... GRAPEFRUIT!!! who wouldda thunk that I like grapefruit?

anyways, I was talking with one of my friends tuesday about me just getting home from working out for 4 hours and not haven eaten anything that entire day except ramen... she asked if I ate healthily, and I just said no, because it was true. then she said that if I DID eat healthy I wouldn't have to work out as much, or at least what I do do will be better for your body. and I knew this, duh, then today, I was thinking... "maybe I should eat healthier... it all goes to the same place anyways... right? the mouth, tube, circle... is there more than that to a human? anyways, the only thing that draws me to buy junk food is how cheap it is(could this be the reason that poor people are generally fatter?)... anyways, it is EXPENSIVE to eat healthy. but I'm gonna give it a shot... what the hell right?

right.

and I worked out for over 4 hours today after waking up at 3:30 and only eating ramen all day... after I got home from the rec I ate 3 eggs(scrambled because that is the quickest way to cook them) and watched more gg... time for bed now. oh, and I get to wake up at 8 tomorrow(today?)... fun stuff this class thing is.

you know, like yoda.

Throw mommy from a train, a kiss. that sort of thing.

alright, my good friend Ryan Douglas got me gmail because he is tight. so no more friggin annoying crappy hotmail for me. now only g-mail.

PSchatzer@gmail.com

that is my e-mail address now. send it there, after this week(and probably sooner than that) I will no longer check that account. peace ya'll.

oh, and I got danny and ben hooked on the quick witty humor of gilmore girls... it's a quality show... and quite a manly one if you ask me.

And once again the title has nothing to do with the rest of this post.

alright, here we go.

recently I've been having problems with people thinking that they know me or know specifics of my life or who I am because they read my blog and hear things about me through others, but never actually talk to me. If you are one of those people, stop assuming, because we all know what that does. plus, it REALLY pisses me off. This blog is up here for you, the reader. whenever something interesting happens in my life or comes into my head, I like to write it in here to share it with you, but if you think that that is all of who I am, you are mistaken.

Alright, for example. I once put up a post when I was drunk. Does this mean this is something I do often? no. I've drank once while in college. that ONE time. how many of you out there thought that I've done it more than that?

Another thing. the casino entry. I went to a 21 and over casino, and as you know, I'm 20... which is quite illegal. did I know it was 21 and over? no. did I go back and play more? no. do I go to casino's often or ever? no.

This has happened to me quite a lot, which is uber annoying that people would think that of me without even asking me. "but I read on your blog that you were gambling at a casino underage... why do you do that?" - I don't... it accidentally happened once.

am I making sense to anyone out there? does this happen to others? I'm sure it does.

anyways. that was my little rant about people thinking that they know me, when truly they don't at all... all you have to do is talk to me...

MSN MESSENGER: redheadpepito@hotmail.com
AIM: redheadpschat
e-mail: same as msn mess.

talk to me, I'm open for that.

alright, moving on. recently I've been in a "Apathetic funk", as most of you who know me or have some interaction with me have noticed.

this all started when I broke up with erica, actually while we were still dating(which is the reason I broke up with her)... both of our spiritual lives died in that relationship, which sucks because starting out we were praying together and such, but it got lost in there.

after we broke up, I had absolutely nothing to do and that became my lifestyle... I was taking 6 credits(2 classes) and I "worked" 2 hours a day... I didn't even go to my classes because both of them were quite dumb. so instead of actually doing something that would get me back into my walk with God, I did absolutely nothing and didn't use my brain at all. Last semester was a low time for me, I didn't do anything, I didn't hang out with people, and I didn't put forth effort towards anything, including friendships or relationships with others at all. I was in a funk. I didn't feel called to do anything about it either.

Then came Christmas break. I went back to the westside to stay and work with Levi to make some money. I left the monday of finals week(I didn't have any), which means I got there a week before most everyone else. I was able to hang out with nicole the night I got home and we went to the U-district, which was fun. after that? nothing... the entire week consisted of nothingness... I love my brother and Jocelyn. but after working all day and losing all my energy, my car breaking down, and not being around friends put me in a new funk... I'm going to call this one the "Christmas funk"... which consisted of me being grumpy from working all the time and being on a sleep schedule not known to my body EVER. so when I was able to be around my friends, even my best ones, it was weird because I had no energy. All this got me wishing I was back home in Pullman. Christmas came, which was one of the most relaxing weekends of my life because I didn't have to work and for 3 days I did nothing but relax, and for once I had something to relax from. which made it oh so sweet. Christmas sucked for me, it just wasn't christmas to me, if that makes any sense... which is ok, because I'm now out on my own, or at least out. so of course christmas is going to change.

after that I worked a for another week, then after new years' I had off until the 6th, which was when I came back home. The sunday of that week, Levi, jocelyn and I went to Green Lake Presbyterian Church, which was the church we went to when levi and I were kids. I recognized some people and talked with them and enjoyed their company... This was actually the highlight of my entire trip.
When I walked into Ballard H.S.(where they met, because they outgrew their sactuary, I think) it felt like home. I felt like God was calling me there for some reason, I don't know it yet, but it felt... Perfect. Pastor Kelly preached about Hope and how we can have it anywhere, anytime. it was awesome, and it got me thinking... the next few days killed those thoughts. the next few days I did nothing but sit around until nighttime, then I went and hungout with friends from ballard that I hadn't seen in forever...

Then I came back here... I love it here, I love the guys in my house, they are the best, all of them are friggin hilarious and it's always a good time with them around. I came back and I had a lot to do(being landlord and such) and I just wanted to make up for my break time that I worked through, so that was a tough inner struggle to get past. after I got past that(I also started getting over both my funks) I started to notice how I haven't had a true relationship with God throughout all of this... I was acting like a good christian guy because I know how to do that quite well after 19 years of experience. I went to Cru this last week and the praise was great, but the sermon didn't hit me at all, and actually none of the sermons at cru have hit me this year... I go just to praise, which is sad. I just don't get anything out of the talks. The guy preaching(not a pastor) never ONCE used a bible verse in his entire talk... is it supposed to be like that? I personally don't think so.
I went out dancing that night, which was friggin awesome. I enjoy dancing a lot, and apparently I'm really good at it, which helps because I can walk up to women with confidence that if they by chance don't know what they are doing, or if they don't have much experience, I can still lead them and they have an awesome time.

The next day I was at the rec center(a common occurrence these days, about 5-7 days a week, usually for 2-3 hours a day, sometimes more especially if racquetball is in there) I saw a friend of mine, sarah, we started talking and we got to plans for that night, I didn't have any, she invited me to this thing called ccf(campus christian fellowship) which I had never gone to because of a few different reasons:weird, stalkers, and just lack of knowing anyone who went there. so I said I'd go because hell I had nothing better to do, plus she's cute, so no harm, no foul right? anyways, as I was walking home from the rec center(about a mile?) I did not want to go at all, I was planning on calling her when I got home to back out of it. I went to little caesars, got pizza, went home, ate it, noticed I didn't know her #, so I took a shower, got ready and went thinking "what the hell, it won't be THAT bad, and if it is, whatever, shit happens right?"... great mindset for a christian group right?

We get there and person after person came up to me to introduce themselves and find out little tidbits about my life. which was kind of weird, and awkward, but yet, I kept my positive outlook on it. there was this little skit which was amusing, then came praise... praise here is different from praise at cru... at cru people stay at their seats and its singing to God... here you could stand wherever, I was in the open area standing... you can dance, move, kneel, do whatever you want pretty much and people are ok with it. This was a nice quality to it because it allowed people to express more freely whatever they wanted to... and eventhough my strict presbyterian background held me back, I did move around and dance a little, not as much as some obviously, but I got into it enough for me.

Then we went and sat back down, and the pastor walked up and started talking... he was talking about "New Years Revolutions"... why do christians come up with lame nameplays off of common things? "hey, I've got a genius Idea... not new years resolutions... new years REVOLUTIONS... it's brilliant... they're so close in words, yet revolutions shows more the change that should happen, something more permanent than a resolution lost two weeks into the new year"... yeah, I think stuff like that is pretty lame, especially when it's that bad... back in the day when spring retreats had settings, that was cooler... because the entire thing was based around it, not the sermons... anyways, I got a little off topic... eventhough the lame try on a witty christian sermon title was there, he put for the FIRST ever sermon I've heard in Pullman that has challenged me spiritually. he talked about the personal relationship with God that has called us. He didn't try to convince us that christianity is true, or that it is right, he spoke talking about what we need to do... which challenges christians to think about their relationships, and challenges non-christians to think about the relationship they don't have... does that make sense at all? it did when he was talking. and it sparked something in me.

which is where I am spiritually right now... challenged and beginning to work towards that relationship again. starting up the bible study with ryan again.

today I woke up and went to nuthouse practice... if you don't know, nuthouse is an improv comedy group on campus that my housemate John is in. I love going to nuthouse performances, and people commonly comment to me that I should be in it. so, I went and tried it out. and according to John, my first rehearsal was the best first rehearsal he's seen... which means I did really well. I picked up on the games quickly and I tried to have a good time, stay in character and slightly be funny. which apparently I was. goodtimes, who would have thought Peter Schatzer would be funny?

anyways, I just spent an hour writing this, after starting it at 10 p.m.(as it says at the time)... writing for quite a while, leaving, playing video games, watching gg, and then coming back to it at 4 a.m. to finish by 5:15... so goodnight, and this is not going to treat my sleep schedule nicely at all... lata everyone... oh, and I love story of the year -they rock. oh, and green apple is the best smell out there... I love taking showers now that I bought green apple shampoo and conditioner... it used to be that I loved going into my car because of the green apple air freshener, but now I can just take a shower... much easier, and warmer, and more relaxing, although I do love driving.

mmm, sleep.

so I am up MUCH later than I usually am this semester, and much later than I was hoping for, but whatever. I wanted to write something big and inspired, but I just got uber tired... I don't know what it is that got me tired... maybe the velvet revoler on spanky... I dunno, whatever. anyways, sleep is calling, and it is such a sweet ringtone.

but for all you who live for this...

CAPTION GAME!


mine is... "hey, I just want to talk"

I've noticed I like that term... it's become quite useful in my recent past. anyways, it is currently 12:34 and I have a 9 o'clock class tomorrow... and I was up until 3:30 last night... course, so was everyone else in the house... but that is a different story, including, but not limited to: Harold and Kumar go to white castle, me buying everyone jack in the box(awesome), and then troy(course we did skip some of the movie to watch the fighting, go men)... yesterday I went to the rec center twice and I went today also... as I've said before it is a refuge for me. and recently I've needed one badly, so it's nice to get in there again. anyways, someone won the caption game, but I don't know who... but hey, if you commented, it COULD be you. anyways, ben(my new roomie, and yes I mean roomie) is shifting around, he has the same class as me tomorrow, and was actually smart enough to go to bed at around 8:45ish, so he'll be quite rested.

I'm doing a little better, but I'm stoked for tomorrow, waking up at 8, getting coffee, class, nap, more class, another class, rec center, cru, dancing, recorded o.c., then maybe, just maybe gilmore girls(dvd) afterwards(borrowed from a friend, don't worry THAT much)

and that big blog entry is still coming. hold your friggin horses(not literally, unless you have one, then you can, but if you don't it's poetic(I couldn't think of the actual word that should go here, time for bed)).

because I can't think of anything short to write about! WOOT!

alright, it isn't even saturday(according to me, I'm just up real late on friday night) and I am dead tired. of course the time might have something to do with it. Kelly Clarkson is on my stereo right now. I still have a lot to do eventhough I worked today. oh, I'm also not in a good mood, which puts a damper on things. stupid people being stupid.

want to know what REALLY pisses me off?

well then you'll have to check back to my blog later to find out because I'm too tired to write about that right now.

I have a whole heap of a lot to do in the next week and a half. ugh... but the bright side is that I'm home. which makes me happy. I like pullman, I love pullman, I want pullman to have my babies... wait, that's not true, because then they'd be half owned by the city and half by me which would suck to have to deal with in courts, so no babies for me and pullman... have I weirded enough of you out yet? good. wait...