Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Just a Bad Night...

So last Thursday I found out one of my good friends has cancer on one of his kidneys. It hasn't spread to the rest of his body according to the most recent tests and he has to undergo a few more tests this week to make it 100% certain it hasn't spread to any other part of his body. He won't have to have radiation or chemotherapy but he will have to have the kidney totally removed. Although it seems as if his prognosis is positive I'm still highly concerned and worried. So here's why I'm posting on this. I spoke to my friend tonight, and I was visible upset after the conversation. This guy is a great guy and it just seems like he can never get a break, after getting passed one major problem another one comes up. I'm not talking about junk like his pipes froze or his transmission failed, I mean shot like getting laid off, losing his house, having his marriage fall apart twice, custody battles, etc...So after the call I tried to talk to the Lady about it and she just ignored me and went to the bedroom to read. Seriously, for someone that texted me on Saturday night at 2am that she loves me, even after our break up and her impending move out shouldn't she at least stuck around for a minute to listen to my thoughts on the subject? Just seems really uncaring imo...

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Get Your Ass Off Your Shoulders...

You know, typically I’m not the type of person that gets angry at people for having any sort of opinions. I mean, I have argued that I can understand how Germans could have been misled by Hitler to follow him, regardless of how wrong his message was. And this is coming from a black man that was in a Jewish fraternity. But you know what, I’m sick of all this Patriot bashing. I have tried to avoid being one of those insufferable Patriots fans that everyone seems to hate, but screw it…fuck you! People only hate this team because they wish it was their own. 31 other teams in the league wish they had a guy like Tom Brady sitting in the back ground when their starter went down to take over and lead their team to glory. 31 other teams wish they had a coach like Bill Belichick, regardless how you feel about Spygate leading their team. 31 other teams in the league wish they were going to their 6th SuperBowl, actually that should be 30, since the Cowboys have been to more. 29 other teams wish they were in a position to win their 4th SuperBowl Championship. America is an f’ed up county where success brings hate. Every time I open my blog roll to the Fanhouse, Deadspin, KSK, or several other blogs I love there is a new article on some reason to hate the Pats. Actually most of the time, I find the commentary amusing, but I rarely find a counterpoint, which is why I write tonight. When a co-worker gets promoted over you, are you happy for them or envious of their success…my guess is the latter. When someone has a baby, instead of celebrating the miracle of birth, you probably curse the baby for your erectile dysfunction. Regardless of my team affiliation, I’ve always respected a team that had all the tools. It could have been Montana, Craig and Rice, the Dallas Triplets, Elway and TD, even Peyton last year, the bottom line is they are all great players that did great things. Yet no one wants to acknowledge a team that had won it all with subpar players and now that they have ALL the tools and can make history, still people want to discredit them even more…and that’s why I say fuck you. If you have a love for the game, then you realize what’s happening here….something that you, your children and probably your children’s children will never have an opportunity to experience again…19-0…in this day and age…and you’re going to root against it just because it’s not your team. If you’re a Giants, Colts, Steelers, Chargers or Jets fan…I can still respect your dislike of the team because there is a rivalry their. But anyone else, lick m’sack because it’s all just jealousy and blind hate. But that’s fine, because the fact of the matter is, you will never be able to experience the side of the coin I’m on as a true Patriots fan. Someone that was there in the Dick MacPherson days, and I was 13 years old then so there’s no bullshit about not growing up with the team, that's when I was first brought to Foxboro Stadium. If this happens again, I will recognize what’s going on, and how special it is…and be happy to see such a momentous event take place again, and be thankful I was able to see it. And why, because I'm a football fan first...and a Patriots fan second...

Thursday, January 24, 2008

No Time for Fake Ones...

It's been crazy busy lately, and I hate posting with half my ass...anyway, for my one reader, I thought I'd throw something out there. Last Sunday night was phenomenal. I've been to a lot of playoff games before, but actually being at Gillette Stadium live for something that may never take place in my generation again is just a spectacular feeling. I'm big on shared, community experiences, and there is nothing like enjoying such an atmosphere with 60,000 other people, just a beautiful thing.

I'm so busy I can't even get my blog roll down to under 100 posts. My goal for tonight to to get down to 60...I'm ambitious.

I'm currently watching the Sharapova/Jankovic match on my DVR. I didn't realize Maria had ass. I thought is was just a cute, skinny girl...but whenever they show her walking from the back there is some good curvature. I'm a big fan of Jankovic too(dope body, good face for a tennis player)...but that's probably because I still remember the days of Sanchez-Vicario.

The Lady is still looking for a new place to live. I'm starting to get sad about her impeding departure. I have tried to be so pragmatic about this, that I haven't allowed myself to be upset about it. Now it's finally hitting me...

Here's something completely random I was thinking about, when do people get comfortable being naked in front of the opposite sex? Remember when you were a kid, you hid your shame at all costs. Now, it's like whatever, "check me out bitch!" (taken from Sassy Grandpa of Captain Justice and the Bear fame). Is it because once one person sees you naked then who cares if anyone else does, or is it simply because you know getting naked means a good time?

Ah, that is a good fake one(half assed post). I'll be back tomorrow ya dig!

Saturday, January 19, 2008

And this is why I stay in relationships…

I forgot what I’m like when I’m single. Even though I stay the same fun loving fool, I become a neurotic mess when it comes to women. I haven’t had to call a girl for the first time in years. I am terrible on the phone, EB and I once had a convo about this concerning how I sweat like a slave and use notes a la Costanza when I’m first talking to a girl…yes I am pathetic. So anyway, on Thursday I decided I was going to call a girl I had met a few times, I actually wrote about her in a prior post. I wasn’t calling to ask her out, cause until the Lady finds her new place I’m not an active player in the game, I wouldn’t disrespect her like that. Plus, the last thing I want to do right away is get into anything with anyone. I’m just trying to expand my social circle. So anyway, I get this girl’s # from a mutual friend, who actually seemed pretty excited to give up the digits. I call later that day, get voicemail, and start babbling like an idiot. I can’t even remember what I said. You know how people get into the zone, they go unconscious? Well, I went unconscious with foolishness. Needless to say, no call back that night, and even though I legitimately was just being friendly, that sinking feeling of rejection started to set in. This was absolutely silly because people have other things to do than just respond to my calls. They work late, go shopping, have laundry to do, etc…anyway, the next day, I’m calm but I keep on checking my phone to see if I missed a text message or anything. Nothing doin all day…I leave work and hit the grocery store so I could make breakfast today, which I haven’t gotten around too (I get addicted to Sell This House). While in an aisle I feel a vibration on my thigh. I grab the phone see the caller ID...badabing…it’s the girl. But by the time I pick up the call goes into voicemail. She leaves a message saying she was excited that I called and wanted to meet up, but has to baby sit on the night I was inquiring about. Not a problem, I'm just glad I got the return call. Now I have to call back since I didn’t get a chance to call her back last night, but the second call is easy…well, no it’s not…sucks to be single DCD.

Friday, January 18, 2008

iPod Friday and a bonus

Today felt like a particularly good iPod Friday...I didn't want to leave my apt 'cause I was having such a good time...that and the fact that I've been waiting for some data for the last 7 days and it's still not reconciled, so I'm pretty worthless for the 8 hours I'm at my desk..oh well..let's do this..

Make sure check that old school Ben Coates jersey on Bleek:






And the bonus...my new favorite song...turn up your speakers for this...

Good to see Paula still has some moves from her Laker Girl days...

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Everything I Love: VPN Cards

I honestly take this for granted, but on days when it’s snowing and driving conditions are awful, like yesterday, I have the ability to work from home. Seriously, this has changed my life. Back in 2000 when I just entered the work force I had a big ass desktop for my work computer. When it snowed, you came to work, regardless of how late or how long it would take, and then you did it all over again going home. But when I switched jobs (to a consulting firm) I was given a laptop for my computer and one of the most beautiful things in the world, a VPN card, or as they say at my current company a SecureID. At my old company, it was actually encouraged that we work from home one day a week, I guess it helped cut costs, even though those were fixed costs like electricity and coffee, but whatever. At my current job, I like coming into the office, there are so many meetings you need to be available. But on days when it’s cold and crappy out, when my alarm goes off I shut it off, stay in bed til about 8:30am, log on while still in sleepwear, turn on the news and then Sportscenter and chill...I get to cook up a nice breakfast using my new toy , eventually shower and then answer emails sporadically. God bless.

Friday, January 11, 2008

iPod...No Wait...Wyclef Friday

So today I decided instead of typical iPod Friday, I'd have Wyclef Friday...I'm just so into that Sweetest Girl track....I figured I'd throw that up along with a couple other of my favs that Wyclef had something to do with (performed, produced, wrote, etc...). Sadly, most of my fav songs from Wyclef don't have video, basically the whole Carnival and The Score albums...





Thursday, January 10, 2008

Me..With a Social Schedule..WTF?

So I'm excited...after months of being pretty miserable I have a lot of good stuff to look forward to. In the immediate future, there's the Patriots/Jaguars game on Saturday night. Thumbs up to the weather for being 40 degrees+ at kickoff. As much as the cold and snow has helped the Pats in the past, as I get older, standing out in a snow/rain storm for 4 hours just isn't as compelling as it was 4 years ago. Nonetheless, I'm looking forward to slapping hands, drinking beer and celebrating with my row/section mates this weekend and next. You may say, DCD you're getting ahead of yourself, or that I'm being one of those insufferable New England fans. Well, the fact remains, like it or not, the Patriots are winning this week. I've read a lot of articles this week, and Lozo is the only one to point out that Pittsburgh actually came from behind, after three Rothlisburger INTs in the first half to take the lead before JAX finally won in the end. You think that would happen to a Belichick team, no way. My prediction, 31-17, and the only reason it'll be that close is JAX will score a garbage time TD to close out the game. Then of course the AFC championship against the Colts, yes they are winning this week too...that'll be a blast as well, followed by my family's annual SuperBowl party...the good life in all ways.

To continue, I officially got my invite to go to San Francisco in February for my company's National Sales Meeting. The great thing is since I'm not actually a salesperson I get to skip out on a bunch of "plan of action" meetings and just meet up with peeps around the area. I'm especially excited about hanging out with L Boogie and E Moneybags, checking out their new condo and getting Dim Sum. Once the NSM is over, I get to head down to San Diego and hang out the rest of the weekend with my pal Sally. Last time I was in SD, which was almost a year ago to the day, was for the Pats/Chargers playoff game. My flights there were delay by about 6-8 hours combined, headlined by a 4 hour delay in Vegas, and my baggage didn't get there until after the game was over. This time I'll actually get to see some of the city, maybe go to the zoo and potentially go on a pub crawl. I'm sure more goodness will happen in February, but on to March...

My boy EB decided to come up and visit, so that'll be a good time. We'll sit back, probably go out to a nice dinner, drink a lot of good scotch and have a movie marathon consisting of Old School, Anchorman, the 40-Year Old Virgin and Superbad...yes we are 15 years old...but it'll be fun. Time permitting, maybe we'll even hit Foxwoods before he goes back to the wife, kid and law school. Then comes St. Patrick's day, and for the second year in a row it falls on a Saturday. Blessed be the gods that caused this to happen. Last year I got to a bar around 3pm, late by Boston standards, got thrown out of the bar by 7pm, well we got cut off and my friend decided to make a scene about it, hit two other bars before finally calling it a day at 2am...good times...the NCAA tournament kicks off the next week, which means working from home on Thursday and Friday which really means going to the Sports Depot where they have free WiFi and drinking beer, eating apps and watching basketball while periodically checking email. Then there is the big 30, which I'm not as depressed about as I was a few months ago...I might actually do something other than sit in a dark room, drink a bottle of scotch and furiously masturbate while crying as previously planned. That idea actually doesn't sound as fun as I originally thought. The next weekend, my bro turns 18, and although it's not as big a deal as turning 21, it'll be good to have that weekend as family time and not drunks time.

Then my boy Ezel comes up the first week of April for a conference, so we'll get to hang out a bit. Which will be needed at that point, Ezel keeps me spiritually guided. So after basically a month of acting the fool, I'll probably have done some things I'll need to ask forgiveness for. On top of that, baseball season will have started. And then a few weeks later, I hope to attend Foxfield Races back in Charlottesville after a two year absence.

I haven't felt this good about a new year since we rolled into 2001...even the sun shines on a dog's ass once in awhile...

Friday, January 4, 2008

That's Gotta Sting...

I was just chatting with my boy EB a he decided to mention that he was IMing on his laptop while in the can. He thought I'd be jealous, but I actually go to the can to get away from my computer. Which basically lead me to get up from my desk and head to the bathroom for a good sit. Now when I say a good sit, it doesn’t mean I'm using the bathroom, I often go in there just to pass some time while I'm bored. Some may say, "Why the bathroom?" "Go outside, eat lunch, do something else!" Well, I happen to like the bathroom. I'm too lazy to take the elevator 8 floors down just to go outside (and it's like 14 degrees today), I rarely eat lunch and quite frankly, the bathroom is usually quiet and peaceful. Although I do miss my old company's bathroom, there were 5 stalls on each floor! My current employer only has three. Of course there is the potential of the smell as well. But an experienced sitter knows the prime times to avoid the bathroom due to people who truly have filthy business to handle. After lunch and before the end of the day are usually those hot spots when people need to unload. Before lunch is usually quality time because people just go in there to release water. It can be high traffic, but not stinky. But anyway, bottom line, if you can get a good 15 mins to yourself in the john it's almost like taking a power nap.


Where is this all leading, well the other day I was having a sit and I nearly sat on one of my testicles. Luckily I was sitting down slowly so when I felt the cold seat hit my nut I knew to stand back up. You may wonder how this could happen. When using a public toilet, I think most men would want to avoid wang to bowl/rim contact, so we need to do a little tuck while sitting to steer clear of it. During the tuck, we may tuck a little too far to the right or left instead of pushing it straight back, when that happens, the chance for nut squashing is there. It's like a self imposed kick in the groin, and if you really need to use the bathroom the combo of nut pain and prairie doggin' might be one of the worst feelings ever, because if you're about to let loose and you all of a sudden need to pop back up cause you sat on your testicle then you need to re-clinch a relaxed rectum. Anyway, no real point to the post, just random foolishness...

iPod Friday

Ah, finally back to normal...let's get to it...



Man I forgot how long this video actually is compared to the original track...around 2:10 is where I start to get my shimmy on...and then we get quite possibly the hottest dance sequence ever...and just ignore the weird editing at the end...