First of all....sorry for taking so long in between posts. To all of my loyal fans out there....my most humble apologies (I think there are a grand total of 0 followers to date....thats right....0....)
This is going to be a long weekend...but it will be fun.
This isn't particularly interesting yet I realize...but I'm building momentum here as I type.
I just made some buffalo chicken dip which is amazing. Its one of the things I make that I learned from someone else...and now I make it all the time. I've been busy as hell as of late. I realized that I haven't been cooking as much as I used to. I must get back to it.
The truth is, I was fairly unemployed when I started this blog....and now I have a job...that I like most of the time, I guess. The company is great...but the job itself sucks. I don't mind putting in a hard days work...and I think that this job is going to be one of those life lessons that I will look back on and be grateful, but for now, it sucks sometimes.
Bobby Flay is a good cook, but I feel like the only thing he ever does is put some roasted peppers and other spices into somewhat traditional food, and people are like..."mmmm that is sooo delicious" yeah well no crap...its fried...or cooked with cilantro, onions, and tasty meats....how could it NOT be amazing!!??
I work with a guy who was born in England. He has an accent which I love listening to from my cube (thats right...i have a cube....i'll pause for a jealous sigh.......). Anyway, when I leave work I feel like my English accent is impeccable. I will literally call people and start talking in the accent. They HATE it...which drives me even more....
I have moments when I'm obnoxious.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
getting older....and bugs
first of all, i turned 28 this year....and by this year, i mean like...2 days ago.
wtf??? how the hell did i get this old. i don't FEEL old....but every year its just like.."how did I get here? I remember being younger and thinking it could last forever..." oh well....it was a fun birthday
i will say a few things about a few things though....
bugs....so many of them suck...i mean really suck.
i know they are all a part of the circle of life and whatnot...and i'm sure they help to create a balance somehow in nature...
so i can let them live.....but get them the hell out of my house.
you are stupid bugs...and i hate you.
Judge Joe Brown is condescending and he makes people feel like assholes.
thats all i have to say about him
Golf is in two days.....it might rain, which would suck...but i am pretty psyched for the trip regardless. they don't rent clubs though...so i think i might be stuck with my 4 clubs from 1948...i don't even know how the hell i got the clubs...i think i was doing construction and someone was throwing them away....
that should have been the big clue right there....
my cousin was just at a 3 day music festival in upstate new york..."Camp Biscuit"
it was a 3 day festival.....she said there were literally drugs and hippies EVERYWHERE....she showed me a bunch of pictures...
almost too intense for me...i don't think i could possibly handle 3 days of that.
she told me the story of this one kid who was there with a friend of his....and they took a bunch of mushrooms....so one of the kids...says..."i'm gonna go watch a few of the bands"
and the other kid says..."no problem...i'll meet you down there"
so Kid A goes down to the music....gets a text from his friend saying..."dude, can you come up here, like...now?"
response..."uhhh, i was kind of wanting to finish this band, but then i'll come back"
"forget it dude..."
so Kid A finishes up the set....and walks back to the tent...
Kid B....has freaked out apparently....and has taken out Kid A's suitcase, and cooler, and tent....
and left.....with the car....his phone is shut off.....and he is tripping on mushrooms...,
the festival was in upstate new york....these kids drove up from Rhode Island
that fuckin sucked for that kid...
wtf??? how the hell did i get this old. i don't FEEL old....but every year its just like.."how did I get here? I remember being younger and thinking it could last forever..." oh well....it was a fun birthday
i will say a few things about a few things though....
bugs....so many of them suck...i mean really suck.
i know they are all a part of the circle of life and whatnot...and i'm sure they help to create a balance somehow in nature...
so i can let them live.....but get them the hell out of my house.
you are stupid bugs...and i hate you.
Judge Joe Brown is condescending and he makes people feel like assholes.
thats all i have to say about him
Golf is in two days.....it might rain, which would suck...but i am pretty psyched for the trip regardless. they don't rent clubs though...so i think i might be stuck with my 4 clubs from 1948...i don't even know how the hell i got the clubs...i think i was doing construction and someone was throwing them away....
that should have been the big clue right there....
my cousin was just at a 3 day music festival in upstate new york..."Camp Biscuit"
it was a 3 day festival.....she said there were literally drugs and hippies EVERYWHERE....she showed me a bunch of pictures...
almost too intense for me...i don't think i could possibly handle 3 days of that.
she told me the story of this one kid who was there with a friend of his....and they took a bunch of mushrooms....so one of the kids...says..."i'm gonna go watch a few of the bands"
and the other kid says..."no problem...i'll meet you down there"
so Kid A goes down to the music....gets a text from his friend saying..."dude, can you come up here, like...now?"
response..."uhhh, i was kind of wanting to finish this band, but then i'll come back"
"forget it dude..."
so Kid A finishes up the set....and walks back to the tent...
Kid B....has freaked out apparently....and has taken out Kid A's suitcase, and cooler, and tent....
and left.....with the car....his phone is shut off.....and he is tripping on mushrooms...,
the festival was in upstate new york....these kids drove up from Rhode Island
that fuckin sucked for that kid...
Friday, July 16, 2010
Golf
In my mind there are basically two types of golfers. Now....when I say two types....I recognize that tons of people play golf, and there are all different types of people who TRY to play the game.
Mabye they go once a year, or whatever. The point is the following....for regular golfers, there are two basic types.
Firstly....there's the devout amateur. Golfing as often as they can....not with the ambition of really making it to an open or any other tournament, but with the hope of just being a good golfer. This is the person that plays at the private golf club...they have a set crew of people that play with them....and its just a sport this person loves.
The other golfer....is the work golfer. Now....this is the type of person who has maybe ONE aspect of their game that is solid (the drive....putting....something), but then just doesn't bring anything else to the game. They love to go out there and drink a few beers every time the beer cart comes along....by the 15th hole they are completely in the bag.....the course supervisors have already been over to give your group a warning for getting too loud....
Balls are getting sliced into the woods....the score suddenly doesn't matter other than for bragging right...and lets be honest....with 8 beers and a few sips of the flask, no one really cares about scores anymore....
now....there is one final type of golfer....i call them...the "bump on a log" golfer.
Doesn't drink.....thinks its fun to go out there even though they suck. they keep apologizing to the people they are with....laughing every time they mishit a ball. and everyone laughs along for the first 4 holes....and then they realize..."holy shit....this guy is actually awful.....this isn't going to get any better as we play on"
your group instantly regrets inviting you (but you are always so nice at the office....and they feel bad for you because your wife doesn't let you have any friends....at least that's what you told them...but suddenly it feels like they are starting to suspect that maybe you have no friends because you have a weird laugh and you don't drink..."
anyway.....I am going golfing next friday......wish me luck. I will be reporting my score, and beer count, back here after the game.
Mabye they go once a year, or whatever. The point is the following....for regular golfers, there are two basic types.
Firstly....there's the devout amateur. Golfing as often as they can....not with the ambition of really making it to an open or any other tournament, but with the hope of just being a good golfer. This is the person that plays at the private golf club...they have a set crew of people that play with them....and its just a sport this person loves.
The other golfer....is the work golfer. Now....this is the type of person who has maybe ONE aspect of their game that is solid (the drive....putting....something), but then just doesn't bring anything else to the game. They love to go out there and drink a few beers every time the beer cart comes along....by the 15th hole they are completely in the bag.....the course supervisors have already been over to give your group a warning for getting too loud....
Balls are getting sliced into the woods....the score suddenly doesn't matter other than for bragging right...and lets be honest....with 8 beers and a few sips of the flask, no one really cares about scores anymore....
now....there is one final type of golfer....i call them...the "bump on a log" golfer.
Doesn't drink.....thinks its fun to go out there even though they suck. they keep apologizing to the people they are with....laughing every time they mishit a ball. and everyone laughs along for the first 4 holes....and then they realize..."holy shit....this guy is actually awful.....this isn't going to get any better as we play on"
your group instantly regrets inviting you (but you are always so nice at the office....and they feel bad for you because your wife doesn't let you have any friends....at least that's what you told them...but suddenly it feels like they are starting to suspect that maybe you have no friends because you have a weird laugh and you don't drink..."
anyway.....I am going golfing next friday......wish me luck. I will be reporting my score, and beer count, back here after the game.
Monday, July 12, 2010
World Cup
Yesterday was the final of the world cup....and I really wanted to care. The truth is that I DID care...to a certain extent. my father is from Guatemala, so I think legally I HAVE to like soccer....there is a quota of about 3 games annually that you must watch otherwise you can't get into certain bars....a number of social circles will ostracize you......its awful really.
So I hit my quota nice and early this year with the world cup.....watched most of the games.....
I felt bad for the USA. They had a good team....but just couldn't seal the deal. Sad.
"Let's Make a Deal" came back to TV recently.....I remember the original....which makes me feel old.....however i don't think it would have been considered a show from MY generation.....i was like...10 when the show was on....
its weird.....but i think some of the games and such are much better than say....the price is right.
don't get me wrong....great show....but i like how interactive Lets Make a Deal is....its riskier....but more fun to watch i think.
Lastly....my soon-to-be niece.....she is very cute.....and used to be very afraid of me. like....would cry at the sight of me.
yesterday....she came over and just started chatting away with me....dragging me all over the house to play whatever game she came up with in her mind....
i tell you...it was a blast. it also made me realize that I think more like a 3 year old than I would like to admit....at some point during this blog project...i will go in depth about this 3 year old "alter-ego" that i have....
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So I hit my quota nice and early this year with the world cup.....watched most of the games.....
I felt bad for the USA. They had a good team....but just couldn't seal the deal. Sad.
"Let's Make a Deal" came back to TV recently.....I remember the original....which makes me feel old.....however i don't think it would have been considered a show from MY generation.....i was like...10 when the show was on....
its weird.....but i think some of the games and such are much better than say....the price is right.
don't get me wrong....great show....but i like how interactive Lets Make a Deal is....its riskier....but more fun to watch i think.
Lastly....my soon-to-be niece.....she is very cute.....and used to be very afraid of me. like....would cry at the sight of me.
yesterday....she came over and just started chatting away with me....dragging me all over the house to play whatever game she came up with in her mind....
i tell you...it was a blast. it also made me realize that I think more like a 3 year old than I would like to admit....at some point during this blog project...i will go in depth about this 3 year old "alter-ego" that i have....
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Friday, July 9, 2010
School
Going back to school at 28 is both enjoyable, and somewhat humbling.
Had I finished back in 2004 when i was supposed to....who knows where i would be right now. not to say i would have done things totally differently if I had finished....but I have to wonder if the time spent smoking pot and drinking during those years...possibly could have been put to better use.
well here we are, 6 years later....and i actually think I FINALLY realize what my parents were talking about in terms of school.
Seriously....would you rather write a two page paper about some article you read for school....or spend 50 hours a week in an office, making phone calls to people who don't want to talk to you...to try and sell them something they don't need....???
school is awesome....the girls.....awesome.....
so now i just hope that I can finish off my degree...maybe get an A or two......and see what happens.
Had I finished back in 2004 when i was supposed to....who knows where i would be right now. not to say i would have done things totally differently if I had finished....but I have to wonder if the time spent smoking pot and drinking during those years...possibly could have been put to better use.
well here we are, 6 years later....and i actually think I FINALLY realize what my parents were talking about in terms of school.
Seriously....would you rather write a two page paper about some article you read for school....or spend 50 hours a week in an office, making phone calls to people who don't want to talk to you...to try and sell them something they don't need....???
school is awesome....the girls.....awesome.....
so now i just hope that I can finish off my degree...maybe get an A or two......and see what happens.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
My first post
I just wrote most of my first blog entry about a clip I saw on tv (funniest home videos) where a couple of men are having a picnic on the beach, wearing those European-mens-banana-hammock things, when suddenly....a wave crashes and rolls right up the beach...up to their picnic....and forces them to jump up and probably ruins their picnic.
The entry sucked....truth be told. Especially for a first entry....but I told a friend of mine that I would "plant" the proverbial "seed" with this blog....and see what developed.
In that spirit...I feel like I have to mention that my first thought after I saw the picnic video....was like....what kind of dialogue did these two guys have before choosing that spot to have their picnic?
"Hey Dave, I think I found a good spot over here.."
"Ummm, Kevin....it kind of looks like the water gets up this far....why don't we move back a little?"
"Dave, its called TIDES....why do you always have to worry? The water won't get up here for another few hours....just put the blanket down"
"Ok....but I literally just saw a wave come up almost this far right when we got here.....and I can feel how wet the sand is here"
"Dave, put the blanket down...and lets start this picnic. you always worry and it just puts all this stress around what should be a romantic day"
"Fine...Fine....Fine.....its always what you say anyway. Why would I want an opinion? I'm so lucky that you have ALL the answers Kevin......"
"Don't do this....I knew that once we left your mothers you would be in a bad mood. You always act out after you see her."
"Don't bring my mother into this Kevin....she's under a lot of stress....and you know my father is no help!! This is about you having to always control every little thing I do....I don't even LIKE picnics on the beach. All the sand gets in the food....there's nowhere to wash your hands....but noooo.....we just HAD to have this picnic...."
"Dave, I know you're just acting up right now, so i'm going to ignore what you just said. you LOVE beach picnics.....its how first met..."
"Do you know WHY i was on the beach that day? I was hung over.....thats right....HUNG OVER. the only reason i was even there was because i was feeling too much like shit to go home and eat like a civilized person..."
"Ok....ya know what....we aren't having this conversation. you are just angry, and talking crazy talk. Just set up the blanket where i said....and lets eat and get out of here. you need a shower and a glass of wine!"
I think it was about this point that the wave came.....and ruined their picnic.....
The entry sucked....truth be told. Especially for a first entry....but I told a friend of mine that I would "plant" the proverbial "seed" with this blog....and see what developed.
In that spirit...I feel like I have to mention that my first thought after I saw the picnic video....was like....what kind of dialogue did these two guys have before choosing that spot to have their picnic?
"Hey Dave, I think I found a good spot over here.."
"Ummm, Kevin....it kind of looks like the water gets up this far....why don't we move back a little?"
"Dave, its called TIDES....why do you always have to worry? The water won't get up here for another few hours....just put the blanket down"
"Ok....but I literally just saw a wave come up almost this far right when we got here.....and I can feel how wet the sand is here"
"Dave, put the blanket down...and lets start this picnic. you always worry and it just puts all this stress around what should be a romantic day"
"Fine...Fine....Fine.....its always what you say anyway. Why would I want an opinion? I'm so lucky that you have ALL the answers Kevin......"
"Don't do this....I knew that once we left your mothers you would be in a bad mood. You always act out after you see her."
"Don't bring my mother into this Kevin....she's under a lot of stress....and you know my father is no help!! This is about you having to always control every little thing I do....I don't even LIKE picnics on the beach. All the sand gets in the food....there's nowhere to wash your hands....but noooo.....we just HAD to have this picnic...."
"Dave, I know you're just acting up right now, so i'm going to ignore what you just said. you LOVE beach picnics.....its how first met..."
"Do you know WHY i was on the beach that day? I was hung over.....thats right....HUNG OVER. the only reason i was even there was because i was feeling too much like shit to go home and eat like a civilized person..."
"Ok....ya know what....we aren't having this conversation. you are just angry, and talking crazy talk. Just set up the blanket where i said....and lets eat and get out of here. you need a shower and a glass of wine!"
I think it was about this point that the wave came.....and ruined their picnic.....
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