Goals...not resolutions

So for 2006, I have a few personal goals in mind...
1. Get Sam off my payroll
2. Lose 10 pounds

In all honesty, #1 is WAY harder than #2. I think I could probably lose 2-3 pounds if I shaved my head....I've got enough hair on my head to make huts for a small village. I think Sam has been on my payroll for the last 10 years - that little shite.

Back to the 10 pounds...I am hoping that all the triathlon training will go in decreasing my width to thickness ratio...by making me less wide. ha!

Birthday Mania

Dude.
I feel like this past weekend was a blur - from Julie's baby shower to Forrest's birthday party to my dad's birthday dinner....Can't wait for a lazy weekend, where there are no social engagements outside of feeding myself every 4 hours....

Dinner at the meat castle

we all eat from the meat submarine...That's the contraption that keeps the prime rib warm until it is ready to be sliced at your table. Many other preparations were done at the table...much to the apparent chagrin of Forrest...if only I knew.

I want to be like Kevin Grady

Dude this Kevin Grady guy is sooo cool...been noticing these signs on the back of the Muni busses in the city. Who is this guy? And what are the qualifications that one must have to be THE best transit operator in North America?!? Does this include the subway and lightrail systems as well? OR are we only talking about busses? hmmmmmmmm

Me and the Bro

Just kanging around. So Sam's co-workers started this phrase of "kanging around" that's apparently what happens when Sam and I hang out. haha. I think it's pretty funny and can't believe neither of us have thought of it before. DOH

Big Time Dorks

Forget synchronizing swatches...synchronize nikons. Look at Chester and Masa, the only 2 people who actually watched the ENTIRE game. Actually, I don't think Masa actually spoke to anyone during the entire 3 hours...and well, Chester, it was ON the minute the headband came out.

Happy Birthday Baby!

I unknowingly embarassed Forrest by getting him a cake with a candle in it....I don't think I initiated the singing though - that could have been Hiroko...but if she didn't start it, someone would have eventually.....

Boobs or a Butt?

You Decide...HAHA
Really, what the fuck is that? I mean it's in a museum...but I don't even want to think about what it "could" be...also, WHAT is that little pucking thing in the middle of the, uh, bulbs?

Numbers Please

The Jasper Johns numbers collection or something. I kind of really like this one.

I want Mels...

"i'm soooo hungry" says Vy as she sits atop a Pacman game and holds her head in her hands...she's trying to support her head, as without enough nourishment she's losing strength in her neck to hold her head up....it's a tough thing to run out of calories while intoxicated..

Meanwhile, we stare and try to forage foodstuffs of grubs and vodka sodas while hanging out at Notte in Cow Hollow for Hollis' birthday. She's 27, holy crap that means I'm going to be 29...when did we all get so old?

De Young

Went to the DeYoung with Forrest and his parents on Saturday. They were in town to celebrate Forrest's birthday so the day was spent at the museum, lunch in Cow Hollow, irish coffees at The Buena Vista and dinner at Cafe Kati (highly recommend the place...even with an hour long wait....the food was definately worth it)

The picture above is from the observation deck at the De Young. It has a wrap around view of the city from GG park...it's a nice view I must say. REALLY enjoyed the egyptian exhibit that they had of the only female pharoah to have ever existed.

Book Review: Bait and Switch

More to say later...but I was dissapointed that I couldn't slap her through the book. This book sucks my ass and if ANYONE wants it, please let me know - I would LOVE to pay you to take it away from me.

Her research is to point out how in today's world, the search for the American Dream is essentially futile because a college degree no longer guarantees a stable job and sometimes even highly educated people can't find work. Well, seeing as how her research occured during the dot-com bust, DUH!

I honestly believe that the American Dream or any fucking dream for that matter is only a reward to those who constantly try, learn, excel and maintain relevance in whatever industry/trade/skill they are specialists in. If I wanted to be a court reporter, I should probably stop using a fucking rock and chisel to take the minutes and start using whatever new machine they had to make the process better. She talks about how the dream is all a lie, well in a recession honey, everyone has to make some consessions. It's not corporate America's purpose to provide jobs for every idiot on the planet. It's the responsibility of the people to innovate and invent and for corporations to provide structure so that innovation can grow and proliferate to the rest of society (good or bad).

I can go on and on, but I'm getting so pissed off at Barbara's retarded opinion that I may punch my computer because I have to type this shit...AHHHHHH

Really if dumbass people can't improve their skills, you will be cut away when times are lean. When American automakers decided to sit back on their fat laurels, the Japanese came in with cars that kicked our ass - and when natural resources started to get tighter, they pushed innovation faster than we did, so they won the car race. It is really is fair. If I was the slow gazelle, I would be eaten a lot sooner than the fast one...

Unintentional Porn Part 1

Part of the in flight reading for safety procedures. I know the idea here is that you should have your chest as close to your lap as possible...but the older man's apparent inflexibility makes it look like he's just pushing the kid's head down on his junk for a little peds action before the plane crashes. Fascinating.

Angry People and Their Emails...

Actual email in our seminar registrations email box after we sent out email invitations inviting people to our webinar series...

Some people are very angry

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From: Steve G
Sent: Wednesday, January 18, 2006 6:07 PM
Subject:

If this is junk mail fuck you

Guess Who's Back...back again

It would seem that my stomach "issues" have returned. Not the apparently offensive post I put up a few ago about crap...but my ulceritive colitis has returned for return trip to just aggravate me. Hmmm so apart from just feeling tired and groggy, there are the stomach aches...yay...hopefully I will lose as much weight this time as I did last time - always have to try to look on the bright side right?

ugh

Wide but flat

oooo..look what i got at work today. Over the weekend we all got new monitors at work. IT's so super bright and crazy...I feel like I have to sit a few feet back to even see the screen.

What?? What??

Shut up sis....Sam getting tired of my yapping. He is tired of me trying to take pictures of him with my phone too. We're both a little tired and cranky after being in the car for approximately 8 hours this day...and getting only 2 hours of snow time....

guess where our pit stop was? only other hungry fatties like us would know :)

Most Original

hmmmm...glad to read stuff like this while waiting in traffic. Too bad he didn't have open space to drive super fast...like a stolen getaway car.. ahaha

Snow Day

oooo lookie lookie...what do I see here? traffic sucks but this is well worth the wait

Waiting...waiting...

Beeyotch ass traffic watiting to go to Tahoe. Stayed the night with my brother at Ben's house (Sam's former roomate). Ben's parents were super nice and being the only boy with 5 sisters, it's quite a household. 2 of his sisters were there so I got to to experience all the fun that Ben would always talk about. It was like chatting with a bunch of Bens with long hair...only Ben's face doesn't look bad on a girl either, thank goodness.

Irrational Fears

Everyone has them...and they often seem random and wierd. I have some and a few are funnier than others, if nothing else, just a little odd. So here goes:

1. Balloons
2. Buying/Selling things on eBay or Craigslist
3. That I'll be living with my parents forever
4. Stock market

1. Balloons: This one I really can't explain very well except that they just FREAK me out in the most unnatural way possible.

2. For some reason it panics me to have to hang out with strangers with way.

3. This circus is making me crazy.

4. I would rather stuff my mattress with $20...

Super fast...

So I ran 2.9 miles today around 4:30 pm around my office. I ran out onto Porter Drive, made a right onto Page Mill down to El Camino and back. Not a bad little run...and the local terrain is hilly so I got decent workout.

The BEST part of my entire run was, that I ran it in 26 min 53 seconds...AHA! That's like just over 9 minutes a mile. I'm like a cheetah!

The Honeymoon's Over

Jeez - you can say that again. I'm officially no longer a newbie at the company. I'm just closing in on my second full month and things are really starting to heat up. Last week I spent an ungodly amount of time tracking down figures so I could generate a report to tell management how well our advertising money was spent. Halfway through the process I was trying to kill myself by papercutting my wrists - ha!

This week is the first full week of the new year and my plate is full...as full as Sam's plate ususally is at Fresh Choice. Keep in mind he usually clears that place out. Got an 8 week webinar series kicking off shortly with an integrated online advertising/branding campaign...plus some product launches and blah blah blah. WOH...

Now that the pleasantries are over, the real work begins....we'll see what I can do. I have high hopes :)

Salute to Progress

In the movie, Remember the Titans, one of the African American football players puts a poster depicting the above image in his dorm room wall. It reminded me of an article I recently read. These young men were making a silent statement about the racial conflicts happening in America at the time. It is a powerful and moving picture and to me has a greater impact than watching an angry mob protest with signs. The symbolism of the black socks without shoes, the different raised hands with different meanings, the medals and bowed heads....

It was interesting to learn that these young men were members of the San Jose State track team and recently a statue was erected at the downtown San Jose campus to honor these men. It was sad to learn that what was captured on this image caused them a lifetime of pain and suffering....but good to know that their pride in their actions are carried through to this day.

Movie Review: Munich

Saw Munich Friday night with Sam and his friend Chris. Didn't know what the movie was really about...had NO idea it was based on actual events AND that it was 3 hours long. Really, the movie could have been a concise 90 mintues and would have been a much more compelling movie. Usually extra time is dedicated to allow the audience to catch up to a complicated storyline (Syriana) or to show some visually breathtaking cinematography (Lord of the Rings, Dances with Wolves) or even just because there's a lot of blowing shit up and fighting (Matrix, Mission Impossible). But no...there wasn't that much blowing up or large integrated fight scenes...but we were blessed to witness 2 very long sex scenes..one which was uncomfortable to watch because I don't think I need to see a guy pounding away at his 7 month pregnant wife..complete with naked prego belly. The second scene included some very diligent pounding...to which his wife's hip miraculously didn't dislocate and she didn't seem to even flinch.

The story is pretty straightforward. The Palenstinians took the Israli athletes hostage and killed them. The Isralies retaliate by assasinating the responsible parties all over Europe by using Eric Bana. At first you can sympathize with the revenge...about 2 hours into the movie, you just don't know who to root for, because it's painfully obvious that the cycle is never going to end. Kind of like our current "fight with terrorism."

Before going to the movies, Sam and I were watchin Remember the Titans at home...so all about how black people and white people hate each other... Then we went to watch how Isralies and Palestinians hate each other. By 2 am I was so full of racial hatred to the point of confused exhaustion. Apparently racism is very tiring.

Interesting Tidbit

Found out today that Larry Stone of Rubicon has retired. His last day was apparently Wednesday. A business colleague of mine's brother in law is the new sommelier at Rubicon to be starting shortly...muy interesante.

What's going on here?

Erin mistook for a breast pump and I though it somewhat mildly looked like a dildo but with the teddy bears on the side, who knows? What it is, is an inhaler. to help Vy breathe...because our accident prone princess bit the ice while snowboarding and fractured her ninth rib.

Kinda Gross, Kina Uncomfortable

So....uh....I haven't had a "movement" since Monday...meaning my last movement happened on Monday. Today is Thursday...and seeing as how I have been eating regular meals every day, I am kind of uncomfortable now. It doesn't help that I have been spending 12 hours a day looking at the same fucking report in excel trying to make it work.

Maybe tomorrow will be the day...

Just me and my frees

Worked out today for the first time in my new shoes: Nike Free. Feels like working out barefoot, which is a little wierd.

Movie Review: The Ringer

Whatever you do, please don't pay good money to watch this movie. If people offer to take you to this movie, politely decline...as they would later ask you why you didn't talk them out of going to this movie. On New Year's Day, Forrest and I went to the movies and decided to watch The Ringer featuring Johnny Knoxville and a bunch of special needs children. This movie is supposed to be a comedy but it wasn't very funny...and sometimes you're not sure if you should laugh because you wonder if you'll burn in hell for laughing later.

Holy crap! This movie is endorsed by the Special Olympics...I get their point but really? I dunno if I'd want to be associated with such a horrible movie.

Best of 2005 (my life)

Where to begin?

I can't believe 2005 is already over and we're 2 days into another year. Where did all the time go? This was the year of change - changes to all things me, resulting in a whole new life. While some goals were met and others went completey ignored...some new achievements were gained without even trying. So here goes a recap on some of the more memorable moments:

• I ran Bay to Breakers (back up...I was running -- HA!)
• I ran a half marathon (there's that running again)
• I got a new job (super fabu)
• I even took time off
• We all turned 28 (EEK) except Hiroks who turned 29
• I watched more than one movie in a theather

In other news...my brother graduated college and has a job...how wierd is that? It's like he's an adult now. Familywise, my uncle passed away and my cousin had a baby...making an entrance and exit for the larger clan. On the wedding front, I wasn't invited to a single wedding (WOO-HOO) - making 2005 the breather year for yours truly...although now I'm starting to get word of all the babies that are coming soon...

Happy New Year

Above is a picture of the dinner crowd on new year's eve...we're at the recently remodeled Cafe La Presse for dinner. They had a $65 prix fixe dinner that was a total of 4 courses. I had the butter lettuce salad, oysters, scallops with rice and some merienge thing for dessert. This is the only happy picture that I have, because Suite 181 was too amazingly strange to capture in film for fear that the slew of ugly people would actually break my camera...tsk tsk.

Can you cut my meat?

Above is Brad...with his new tactic for picking up chicks, a "conveniently broken" arm complete with visible cast. It is a fool proof method os picking up on chicks, as Brad successfully was able to chat and dance with a young lady who wasn't repulsive like the rest of the Suite 181 attendees.

Tequila!

Above you see my mexican bounty. Three whole bottles of fermented agave cactus juice..woo-hoo. The 2 on the end were selected from the Cancun airport Duty Free shop for their fun casing and from being told that they are only available in the Yucatan Peninsula (we'll see if that's true). The blue bottle in the middle is from the Super Chomak in the center of Akumal where we were staying...it says on the bottle that it is made for export to los Estados Unidos so let's see where I find it around here...