Scotch on the Rocks

Softcore Porn

2008-12-30T12:23:00.001-05:00

So last week I was at my parents house for Christmas and I was up one night watching Transformers the movie and after it went off some softcore porn movie came on. It had some title like Bikini Bureau or some foolishness. Anyway, I hadn’t seen a softcore porn movie in at least 12 years, I mean once you turn 18 what’s the point, plus with all the free porn you can get on the web these days watching softcore is an exercise in futility. This brings forth the following question, why even make these movies any more to begin with? Seriously, the only market for this genre has to be 12-17 year old boys that have no access to the web… and even then it’s not like they are paying the cable bill. I’ll take 2 hours of Family Guy, which seems to be on no less than 4 different channels these days than the annoyance of very awkward looking oral sex.

Merry Christmas Y'all

2008-12-25T09:05:00.002-05:00

Like TI says, "Stop lookin at what you ain't got, and start bein' thankful for what you do got." Not necessarily the Queen's English, but you get the drift...

Reflection

2008-11-23T17:01:00.003-05:00

So I just got off the the phone with the Ex-Lady. I had texted her to let her know there is a sale this week at the National Jeans Company, and in the past, we'd go shopping there together. Anyway, we chatted, and I came to realize that if we were still together she'd be getting a ring this year for Christmas. How crazy is that and how much have things changed? But I was contemplating if I would have bought her a ring out of obligation or would it have been really what I wanted to do. Things def weren't perfect between the two of us, but there are still elements of her that I still find as perfect for me...It's funny, after nearly a year of officially being broken up 9 months of living separately you'd think that would be enough time for me to commit to someone else, but I'm starting to wonder if I'm still hung up on the Ex-Lady...and I wonder if she's hung up on me...

Do Your Civic Duty

2008-11-04T13:04:00.003-05:00

So I took the day off to go down to my hometown and vote. I’m still registered there obviously and thought it would be a nice day to use a vacation day. So in this historic election where we will either see the first black president or the first female vice president of our country, I refer to an old Chris Rock skit, where he discusses the OJ Simpson verdict. Check out the video starting around the 1:00 mark or just watch the whole thing because Chris Rock is hilarious.

Basically, he says that when the not guilty verdict came out, black people were way too happy and white people were way too mad…and although people from all races are supporting Obama, I still think there will be a lot of the same sentiment. This election should not be about race, but trust me tonight you will hear a lot about the black vote, the male white vote and the female vote. But regardless, I hope everyone goes out to vote, regardless of who you vote for, you can’t complain four years from now unless you cast your vote today.

I Got Problems With: Skirts with Leggings

2008-10-18T10:18:00.002-04:00

Who the hell decided this is fashion?!?! Seriously, this is hideous,
and this isn't event the worst I've seen. Usually I see women wearing
green, red, purple or some ridiculous color for leggings and then some
terrible pink flowing skirt. Honestly, not only is this a horrible
look, but the fact that people are buying into this look makes them
buffoons. Idk if this is hot across the country or just in my general
area, but it needs to go away with the quickness. I'm all for leggings
and skirts, on their own...but together is just a train wreck. I miss
the days of sorority black pants, and those of you that know what I'm
talking about understand how wonderful those were...

Does It Get Any Better...

2008-10-17T10:07:00.004-04:00

Taken from Walkoff Walk and Babes Love Baseball...

iPod Friday

2008-10-17T09:43:00.001-04:00

Okay, so I'm going to start recommitting myself to this blog. Not only because my 3 readers are missing out on some good stuff, but because 1) its simply good for me, 2) its a form a discipline. It's too easy to just say I'll write later and then never do it...the worst part is I keep thinking of great things to write about and then forget about them two days later...ugh...anyway, let's start with iPod Friday back in the mix....

My current jump off...

iPod Friday

2008-10-03T13:39:00.001-04:00

It's been a good end of the week after being immobile for 3 days...I'm in the mood to take over the city...but the Sox are on TV against the Halos and we all know that takes priority. There is always Saturday night...

Stuck in My Head

2008-10-01T17:13:00.003-04:00

This song has been stuck in my head for the last 24 hours...I guess I'm trying to convince myself things are all right...Streets is Watchin'...people are talking...

You Know What Sucks?

2008-09-30T18:58:00.003-04:00

Being laid up in my apt for the last three days from a combination of back pain and a cold/flu. I was in a car accident several years ago which caused a serious injury to my back and every so often it acts up, but these last few days have been like no other. I haven't been out of my house since Sunday morning around 2am. I've taken so much Advil over the last 48 hours I'm afraid of creating a habit forming addiction. I swear the pills don't even help except for the first 10 mins after I take them cause mentally I think they are actually working. I should just swallow sugar cubes instead. Of course, even though I'm at home, I still forced myself to work because I'm a glutton for punishment. Speaking of which I need to take 8 days off before Christmas (and then 5 between Christmas and NYE), I gotta work that out soon. It's quite sad I've had more contact with the Banker's cat, which I can't stand, than any other living creature.

iPod Friday

2008-09-26T18:26:00.002-04:00

Meant to get this up this morning, but I'm getting killed at work...damn brand plan...

Stupid Facebook

2008-09-23T21:17:00.003-04:00

So I’m developing a love/hate relationship with Facebook. We all know it is super addictive, and it’s almost an insult if someone hasn’t commented on a photo of yours, written on your wall, sent a friend request or sent you a message within a 24 hour period. Idk if it’s worse not getting a FB update in your email or not getting a phone call/txt throughout the day. But it has reconnected me to some people I have lost touch with and I'm genuinely happy I have a new means to communicate with them. I get to see wedding pix, baby pix, plan trips, etc...Anyway, being familiar with FB I’m sure you’re all familiar with FB stalking. Well, it’s not really stalking, it’s just the fact that the application automatically tracks all the actions of your friends. You see the pix of your friends with people you don’t know, or you read a note on someone’s wall that seems a little too friendly. Anyway, this is all good with people I’m just friends with. The problem arises when updates come through with the women I’ve hung out with over the last few months. I’m not a jealous guy, but weird emotions come up when you see a girl you have had some sort of intimacy with in a new pic with some random dude. Now chances are the dude is just a friend cause FB blows up people’s spots and makes the FB world assume things. The same thing has happened on my end, with friends in a pic saying she can’t wait to be the future Mrs. DCD or people commenting that a female friend and I would make a good couple, so that can mess up the minds of those that are FB stalking me. Anyway, the addiction is ridiculous, it’s like intentionally trying to make yourself feel hurt or jealous, for no good reason. FB is like heroin, not that I'd know, but just the thought of not using it gives me the shakes, but it feels so good to be popular...this has got to be bad for me and society in general...

iPod Friday

2008-09-19T20:31:00.002-04:00

God why is it so hard to find time to blog these days...doesn't my job understand I need to feed the attention of 5 people. Anyway, I'm leaving for Scottsdale on Sunday for a work related conference, at least there I'll be able to write...check it...

iPod Friday

2008-09-12T18:01:00.001-04:00

Better late than never...

Potpourri

2008-09-10T17:03:00.002-04:00

Sorry for being MIA, life gets in the way of blogging at times. Hell I didn't even do an iPod Friday last week. School has started back up, so now I'm focused on pushing through these last two semesters and I'll be all done. Of course I was at the Pats game on Sunday and I haven't been right since Brady went down. Don't get me wrong, I'm backing Matt Cassel, but it's like a small part of went cold at the moment Brady went down. Not because of my love of Brady, but just because the event of seeing the Patriots has always been a great bonding experience for my Dad and I, and although there are still plenty of games to see, when something so enjoyable almost feels like it has been taken away, all the potential memories to be remembered for this season seemed to have disappeared. But who know, Cassel could be another amazing sub that just needed his chance to shine.

At work the other day a co-worker asked me if I was bringing my wife on a business trip, to which I responded "I'm not married." Strangely, I was quite pleased to have someone think I was married. Not sure why, but maybe it was just good knowing someone out there thought I had the right characteristics to be married. Idk, but like I said, inwardly, it made me happy.

Other than that moment, the last three days have been so dull and lifeless. I'm in a funk and I'm not sure why...I haven't been going out. My nights consist of cooking, watching tv, smoking a butt on the balcony and bed...hell I didn't even go out over Labor Day weekend...I didn't think I'd need another recharge this soon after my VA trip, but who knows...

So I'm starting to lean more towards Obama in the election. Although I'm fiscally conservative, in the grand scheme tax breaks for big business or for the middle class aren't going to really effect me as an individual. Especially within the next eight years. So if I don't care about the fiscal outlook, why Obama? I'm socially liberal. I'm pro-choice, a supporter of gay marriage, thinks creationism is silly (even as a Catholic) and probably am on the left of any other social issue out there. So if fiscal policy is a wash for me, I have to make a decision based on some value, and social platform is where I think I'm heading.

Okay, now I have to read for class tonight, I might actually have to buy a Red Bull to get through the next 4 hours before I can head home...wish me luck...

Everything I Love: The University

2008-09-04T13:36:00.001-04:00

I love my undergraduate educational institution. Today I was driving to work and I saw this old guy wearing a t-shirt that had my school on it. Automatically I wanted to yell out of my car part of the Good Ole Song. Yes, it's called that, I went to a Southern school, enough said. It's amazing the sense of pride and the excitement just seeing the logo on a shirt or on a car gives me. A lot of people loved college for the parties, or the friends they made, or simply because of the education, but my love for my school goes beyond that, which is way I'm so happy I went there. The school itself feels like a part of my family, a member that I'm extremely proud to associate with. Short post I know, but sometimes you just gotta put the goodness out there....

iPod Friday

2008-08-29T11:52:00.002-04:00

I can't believe it's Labor Day weekend...although summer is not officially over, it certainly feels like it is. School buses will be back on the streets, no more summer hours at work, MBA classes are starting up again, just not a fun time...and I'm already exhausted and the weekend hasn't even kicked off...well, let's watch some videos...

Life Ain't Always Peaches N' Cream...

2008-08-26T15:14:00.002-04:00

So last night threw me for a loop. I had just gotten home from a semi-successful fantasy draft when I find the Banker in his room with the door open drinking out of a flask. I'm saying to myself this can't be good, I mean we do have glasses. Honestly, that was my thought process. So I go into his room, ask him why he's drinking out of a flask and with a tear rolling down from his eye he says "It's been a rough night. I found out that my little brother is dead." WHOA! I toss my keys and cell phone on his desk and my laptop bag to the floor and just have a seat in his chair. I couldn't even say "I'm sorry." The kid was 24 years old and had a lot of demons. I won't get into them simply out of respect for the dead and my roommate. Regardless of the kid's past, the idea of someone so young passing away hits me hard. The Banker felt guilty that he didn't try hard enough with his kid brother, and that he wrote him off at times because of the things he put the family through. But of course DCD has to turn into the logical, unemotional rock and remind him that you can't control the past, just the present, and that everyone makes their own decisions when it comes down to it. What lead to his brother's death was a series of bad choices culminating into an ultimate selection which most likely cost him his life.

My best friend as a kid died when he was 24 from a staph infection. Ever since then the deaths of those younger than me has really hit home. I used to think that it was God's Will to take a life before we thought it was their time, and honestly, the Catholic in me still believes that for the most part. But I know if I had heard that news about my brother or sister I couldn't justify it with religion. I would be angry and distraught. Hell, I was angry driving into work this morning just at the concept of getting that type of news. It's so cliché, but we need to make time for those we care about. I went boating/fishing with my fam last Saturday. My parents were so thrilled to have their three children around at the same time actually doing something unified as a group. I was particularly happy to spend time with my fam because whenever I visit home, my bro has his people over, my sister just stays in her room and talks to her friends, mom cooks and my dad and I bend our elbows at our bar. I'm not trying to preach this to anyone, cause anyone with any sort of love for people already knows this stuff, I just needed some therapy today, and this is a lot cheaper than seeing a shrink.

iPod Friday

2008-08-22T15:55:00.002-04:00

Well, this isn't a true iPod Friday...I decided to work from home since the majority of my office is out on vacation or just taking a long weekend to enjoy the weather...so this morning I didn't actually pump up the jams, instead I did laundry. Anyway...just some music that matches my life right now...

Everything I Love: My Apartment

2008-08-21T15:20:00.001-04:00

My apartment is the shit, plain and simple. Back in May me and my roommate, who shall be known as the Banker, moved into our place and it's been the good life ever since. The central air is great, even though I prefer a cool breeze from outside. The kitchen is totally modern and we're within a stone's throw of a ton of restaurants and bars. We have individual bathrooms which is crucial with two dudes that eat a lot of crap. An in unit washer and dryer, but the best part is my balcony. Every night I take a few minutes to go out there and just chill. Of course this has contributed to me smoking once or twice a night, but I'm not going to have this balcony for long and I'm going to take full advantage of the warm weather. When it starts getting cold, going out there will become a rarity. Plus, the Banker and I initially said we would just do this for a year before buying our own places. I'll probably get a condo closer to the city and he'll probably buy a single family more towards Metro West. Nothing really funny or deep about this, but it's been awhile since I've actually professed some appreciation for something in my life.

iPod Friday

2008-08-15T10:51:00.001-04:00

Crazy week. Actually I think I forgot to mention last week that I got a promotion at my job...say word...word! But like they say, the more money you make the more problems you get...well I guess this isn't a big problem, but my phone won't power on, and I don't have Sprint's insurance, just the manufactures. In 10+ years I have never had a problem with a cell phone so why pay the extra $7 a month? The solution to getting it fixed is to mail the phone to Alabama and wait 2 weeks for them to fix it. Honestly, I'd rather just buy a new phone. Of course since I bought the phone less than a year ago, I don't get any automatic discounts, and since most Sprint phones suck, all I want is either a Blackberry or an Instinct. So I'm debating on whether or not to drop $300+ on a phone, which I think is ridic. I gotta call Sprint today and threaten to move to Verizon to see if they’ll hook up a loyal customer. Anyway, let's rock out with our cocks out, just kidding, but we are going to rock out...

I Got to Have It

2008-08-08T10:43:00.001-04:00

So EB and I were talking about how couples living together can go weeks at a time without having sex and basically think nothing of it, yet singles and couples that see each other maybe 2-3 times a week really notice how long it's been since they have had sex. Singles in particular because they never really know when their next piece of ass will show up. This came up because as of today it's been 16 days since I've done the do. I'm pretty much freaking out about this as this is probably the longest draught I've been in since February. But when I was living with the Ex I could do 2 weeks without blinking. Now I can't sleep at night. Oh and let me include that I'm basically having a self imposed "Contest" with myself. For those of you that are not familiar with this term, you should be ashamed, but basically it figures out how long you can be "master of your domain." Why am I doing this? I have no idea, but honestly, after 5 days I can't sleep. I woke up at 3:30 this morning and couldn't get back to bed.

Anyway, so I'm thinking couples that live together don't think about the time between sex as much because they get in routines. You go to work, come home, eat dinner, talk about your day, maybe the guy watches a game and the girl reads, the girl does all her pre-bed practices while the guy watches more tv, the girl goes to bed and the guy follows when the game is over. Rinse and repeat. You both know you're there and if one person makes a move chances are you'll copulate, so maybe couples take it for granted. Sometimes it turns into a "we should have sex because it's a special occasion" thing or you went to a party and both people got really drunk. Actually, it's not that bad, because there is no pressure to ever make it happen. As a single, you might have one shot to close the deal and that's it...so when there hasn't even been an opportunity to get in there the mind starts to panic. So since I'm in this valley so to speak, the Contest will hopefully give me that "the longer you've been without it, the less you miss it" feeling. But for some reason I feel like there will be a lot more sleepless nights before that happens...

iPod Friday

2008-08-08T09:46:00.001-04:00

Yet another Friday is upon us…God the weather has sucked up here lately…that gets a playa depressed…dead day in the office, so I’ll be able to post about a convo EB and I had the other day…

Lucky Me

2008-08-04T11:00:00.002-04:00

Over last the week I've been pulled over my officers of the law twice. It's kind of crazy considering I haven't been pulled over in several years, but luckily I didn't get a ticket either time. I have no idea how I've been so fortunate with them, but something has been on my side. The first cop pulled me over for not stopping at a stop sign. Where I work, drivers have to be very aggressive and on my street in particular people actually roll past the stop sign and sit waiting to turn in the cross street. My belief is that if I'm actually at the stop sign waiting and I'm behind a car that rolled through it, I should be able to turn as soon as the car in front of me does, not necessarily wait another 3 seconds before pulling off. Well, this cop obviously didn't agree. Anyway, he pulls me over, asks when the last time I had a moving violation was, and I answered never. Which is according to my driving record is correct. He said "Okay, we'll keep it that way." To my shock, I was getting off, not even with a warning. I apologized and headed off.

Saturday night/Sunday morning I'm coming home from the Springsteen concert. Which by the way was phenomenal. I wasn't even a big Boss fan but my friend the Queen (no this is not a reference to a gay man) had won tix and offered them to me so that I could take one of the prospects. Side note: I'm a total Springsteen fan now, I would see his show anytime he comes to Boston. I rarely buy CDs, the last two I bought were American Gangster and Graduation, but I totally plan on getting Magic now. I digress, so I'm driving, not drunk as I had time to sleep off the beer since we were stuck in the parking lot for 2 hours and then had another hour to drive to get my car from my buddy's place. I'm tired and just trying to get us home and I guess I just wasn't paying attention because I was doing 65 in and 35, which is the equivalent of a $300 ticket. I get pulled over, I'm worried about the beer on my breath, and the fact that it's 3:15am. The Trooper asked me if I knew why I was being pulled over. I respond that I didn't know. He says he would have let me go if I had just said speeding. I don't think you're ever supposed to admit to guilt though. Anyway, we have some friendly banter, he basically wanted to see how much father I needed to go before getting home. He can tell I'm not drunk which thankfully I really wasn't. He goes back to his car, comes back, hands me my license and registration and lets me off. He basically just says to slow it down. I thank him for his leniency and that take off. I have no clue why he let me go. Maybe just being respectful and apologetic really does get you far with some officers/troopers.

So they say good/bad things usually happen in threes. I really just hope my third good thing doesn't involve the police again.

iPod Friday

2008-08-01T08:01:00.003-04:00

It's getting harder and harder to find videos on YouTube that can be posted, I might have to start looking elsewhere for these jams. I really hate the still photo with the track in the background...

Outta Control

2008-07-28T18:51:00.002-04:00

Okay I'm all for things being sexed up, but this really has to cross the line...
(bestweekever.tv)

The Demons That Haunt Me

2008-07-28T10:34:00.009-04:00

The problem with being a chameleon so to speak is it is very easy to forget who you are and what you want in life because you're too busy being everything else to all other people. Eventually, there is a breaking point where who you really are backlashes against everything else a person projects to these numerous different groups. Now obviously I'm talking about myself here. And I'm actually quite happy I'm able to interact with so many different people and groups, but the crazy thing is although I have relationships with all walks of life, and I still maintain this "me against the world" outlook. That shocks people when all they have seen is the "love everyone" side of me, and then I break it down to the "I don't trust anyone but me," feelings I have maintained within for 14+ years. I may be 30, but it wasn't until the middle of high school when I decided to live by this philosophy. The scariest thing about it is it really transforms who I am. There is a running joke amongst my circle of friends that there is this character Angry Black that lives inside of me. He was born in college. I would get mad and punch telephone poles, leaving my knuckles bloodied the next day. The worst was when I constantly walked around with an aluminum baseball bat and one day destroyed a set of patio furniture, albeit cheap, after hearing some disturbing news. My friends had to sit me down for basically an intervention because I was letting my anger get out of control to the point where grown men were scared for me and themselves.

Upon moving back to Boston, Angry Black would show up once in a while, not the violent guy but more so the f' the world guy, I don't need anyone, yada yada yada. He has been silent for some time now, but this weekend he made a surprising return and idk why. Life has been good. It's been a fantastic summer. Hell, there have been very few times in my life that I have been so happy for such an extended amount of time. The problem with Angry Black is that he takes out his beliefs on those that actually look out of his best interests as opposed to those that actually make this monster emerge. I guess there has been some anger in me since the break up with the Lady for awhile and I never really had a chance to let it out. I was bummed, but I never allowed myself to really get sad. I surrounded myself with new women so I would mentally still feel wanted. Don't get me wrong, thus far two really great relationships that have future potential have blossomed, but a different one has become very destructive. But I think because the person that I let in the closest over the course of 5.5 years is gone, and we're slowly drifting further apart, the "me against the world" outlook decided to come back. If the person I thought I was going to rule the world with is no longer there, than it's just me versus everyone else, right?

I need to overcome that, it's not fair to me or to those around me. Everyone needs people, and even if I realize that 98% of the time, that 2% can have tragic results. But maybe I needed this moment; maybe I needed to regress just a little bit to see where I actually am, and who I've really become in the last few years. In the past I never regretted Angry Black's actions because he was a part of me, but I'm too responsible now, I'm too grown. Most importantly I'm too lucky for those whose actions should always be a reminder that it's not me against the world, it's us against the world.

iPod Friday

2008-07-25T07:48:00.002-04:00

Getting the post in early this morning, woke up feeling good and being right...

From Now On, You Only Pee While Sitting Down

2008-07-23T16:33:00.002-04:00

So today I decided to go to the 6th floor to use the bathroom. I just saw a lot of people in the 8th floor bathroom today and just felt dirty in it. Plus the 6th floor always seems cleaner, has more light and smells better. Anyway, I'm down there clearing some room because I have a business related dinner tonight and someone else comes in. He goes into a stall, sits, pees, gets up and leaves the bathroom without washing his hands. Point 1) do men actually sit down to pee? That's part of the beauty about being a man, we can stand to pee. And it's not like the urinals were full, no one else was in the bathroom. Point 2) dude passed gas, even if nothing solid or liquid came out, I would think you do a wipe for sanity sake. Point 3) does peeing while sitting absolve guys from washing their hands? I seriously hope not because you still have to touch your business when you sit. Idk, just odd stuff in the men's room today.

VA Friday

2008-07-18T13:37:00.003-04:00

I'm down in NoVA this weekend getting a recharge from the drama of Boston. So no iPod jams today, but I did see an awesome 80's cover band last night and they played one of my fav songs...

Did He Really Just Write That?

2008-07-16T10:12:00.002-04:00

I'm pretty good at my job, actually I'd go on to say that at my company, I've completely changed how this function is performed and basically have redefined what would be listed in the job requisition. I try not to pat myself on the back too often, but there has been a lot of good feedback lately and I feel particularly good about how I fit within the department and company. Unfortunately, little things which most people are unaware of tick me off. Dave Chappelle actually did a sketch on this under his "When Keepin' It Real Goes Wrong," umbrella. I've met all of the Regional Managers that work in our sales force, and although in this day and age, race shouldn't surprise people, but I'm sure they weren't expecting to meet a black dude, especially since I've been told I "sound white" over the phone. I guess the "AB" (all-business) side comes out and people can't tell. But anyway, one of the compliments I frequently get from these managers is "You da man!" Literally spelled out like that. Now I know salespeople are social creatures that adapt to who they are directing their words to, but come on now, I don't think I've ever said "You da man." I've asked "Who's the Man?" Which of course the answer in invariably DCD, but still who actually types "da" in a business email? I think I should start dropping N-bombs all over the place, start calling these guys my n*****s, not that I even call my friends that cause regardless of what people say, taking ownership of that word is not empowering. I wonder how that would fly, probably not so well, but I think it would be an interesting social experiment.

Are You F'in Kidding Me?!?!

2008-07-13T13:36:00.003-04:00

While reading TBL today, Cousins of Ron Mexico posted about a new movie coming out in the UK called Donkey Punch. I shit you not, Donkey Punch, and from the trailer, it seems like there is an actual Donkey Punch in the movie. Check out the trailer and a brief write up here.

iPod Friday

2008-07-11T13:15:00.002-04:00

Crazy, crazy week...once again I don't understand women. They are crazy, period...more on that later...

I Can't Believe White America is Just Finding Out About This

2008-07-07T20:54:00.004-04:00

While reading Deadspin today I saw an article on the phrase No Homo. I just find it really funny how long black people can keep certain language on the low without it blowing up. The first time I heard this was two summers ago from my then 16 year old brother. Hell, my man Rob even knew this was old news. I just find it funny that some people really make a big deal discovering new slang...now if only my people would get excited over the newest Brazilian or Indian Mutual fund...le sigh...

Back Out West...

2008-07-02T19:33:00.002-04:00

I'm in Seattle on a mixture of business and pleasure. Once or twice I year, I get to go out and do some field work for my company. So I got them to send me out to Seattle to hang out for the next 3 days, 1 day travel, 1 day work, 1 day fun. Yeah, not an extended vaca, but it's something new and I get to see my bud that moved out here from PHX about 9 months ago. I'm hoping to catch a Mariners game on the 4th or maybe go on a tour of the underground city. I'll see the 4th fireworks here and then Saturday morning jumping on a flight to get back to the Bean so I can enjoy that night back home.

iPod Friday

2008-06-27T09:21:00.003-04:00

It's a lovely Friday. Most of my office is out at a volunteer event, I'm in the office cause I need to get shizz done this afternoon, so in order to bounce at noon I gotta hang inside. Anyway, I already am starting to feel small differences in my body with this new workout routine, I'm actually hungry in the morning now! And instead of getting a big whole fatty bacon, egg and cheese sandwich, I'm eating oatmeal. Oh and I'm drinking a ton of water in the morning, I read somewhere it was really good for your abs to drink water in the morning...anyway, I heard one of my fav DMB songs thins morning, so I'm feeling good and being right...

Ooo, Ahh, Eeee, Exercise...

2008-06-25T17:54:00.001-04:00

So in my on going search to find an exercise program I can stick with I fell on this, one hundred push ups in 6 weeks. I can usually do sit ups til the cows come home and I want to incorporate running into this program, but I hate lifting and I figured push ups really are the ultimate form of exercise. So the goal for this program is not to simply do 100 push ups, but to do 100 push ups in a row at the end of 6 weeks. Now when I was a kid, and 70-80lbs lighter, I could bang out 30-40 push ups after practicing whatever sport I was involved in at the time. Now, getting to 25 is a chore.

I started the program last night, and it was surprising. Like I mentioned above, I can still get through 25 straight, but this program has the individual do 5 sets of push ups. The first day consisted of a set of 10, then another 10, then 8, 6 and 7. So I did the first 10, took my 60 second rest, started with the next 10 and my arms were already feeling rubbery. After the third set I was feeling a real burn...I don’t know all the mechanics of working out, but these mini sets hurt so much more than just going non stop. By the final set I had to just rest in the push up position before I could finish the last two.

Anyhoo, DCD is getting naked too often not to be in better shape, so hopefully I'll maintain this and use my blog as a way to stay true to the program.

iPod Friday

2008-06-20T09:39:00.001-04:00

Well, I heard a bunch of good songs this morning, but since I actually post videos on Friday, I decided iPod Friday would be more like Celtics Rolling Rally Friday. We have one song still int he mix, but the fan's eye view of the rally is more appropo today, as well as a Reebok commercial which brings a tear to my eye...Boston Basketball.

Championship Town

2008-06-18T11:50:00.001-04:00

Another day, another Boston championship. Just a triumphant return to the top of the hill, the Boston Celtics for the 17th time are World Champs. I wish I could tip my hat to the Lakers, but they were just awful, how in the hell did they even get passed the Spurs? And I’m convinced the Pistons and maybe even the Cavs would have beat the Lakers too. Kobe quit after the first half. Gasol has got to be the softest 7 footer in the league, and their bench has no spark or energy. They will be a different team with Bynum back next year, but good god how overrated was the West. Anyway, congrats to P Dub, The Big Ticket, Jesus Shuttlesworth, Glen “Doc” and the rest of the team. Now get to work on resigning Posey.

Addict?

2008-06-17T19:52:00.001-04:00

So I was wondering if I’m addicted to women. Not addicted to sex, seriously I don’t even masturbate everyday (and I don’t shave everyday either) but genuinely addicted to women like some people have alcohol addictions and others gambling, I think I have a true addiction to women, or at least the female form. I’ve told people in the past that I know how I’m going to die. It’ll be in the car accident because instead of paying attention to the road I will have been checking out some chick in workout gear, or a sundress. I seriously cannot stop my head from turning when I see a woman, even if she’s not good looking by my standards, I’ll still find something to check out on her. I might have written this before, but I have the knack to find the good in all ass. I swear I could be out with Marisa Miller, Eva Mendes or Gabrielle Union and if Plain Jane walked passed us I’d still have to make an effort to not look away from my date. I got issues man…or maybe I’m just a man.

Let's Get Naked....

2008-06-13T18:35:00.004-04:00

So I’ve been thinking about this post for awhile now, and finally I have time to write it. Not that it’s extremely dense in nature or anything like that, but after weeks of having a ridiculous schedule, I actually got to vege this afternoon, watch a couple of movies and now I can type.

So anyway, as a single man now, sex with different women is going down…I’m not slutting it up by any means, but over the course of the last couple of months I’ve seen a couple naked bodies. What caught my attention is how easy it is to be naked with someone else, even on the first time. Remember when we were kids, and we were told to hide our business, cover up and don’t play with that? Well you would think after all that was ingrained in us, when we would sleep with someone new for the first time a person would be shy and squeamish. But that has not been the case at all, hell it hasn’t been that way since the first time I had sex. The goal now is to get your clothes off asap, and after you do the deed, there is no discomfort in just laying there naked. Laying there naked is actually a good sign that there will be a round two...

So I’m just wondering when did we mentally get like that? Just being comfortable naked, and at times with a complete stranger, that you happen to know biblically. Is it just a maturity thing, once a girl has seen one dick then each new one is nothing novel for her and once a guy has seen some boobs and box, well it pretty much is what it is? Don’t get me wrong, every new pair of boobs I see is great blessing and every box I get to munch is like trying out a brand new restaurant, but at the same time, the lobster ravioli isn’t going to change that much from one Italian joint to the next, unless you dine at the Olive Garden which is an abomination.

Now trust me, I’m all for naked time all the time…but the evolution of getting nude and being comfortable with it interests me…

3-1

2008-06-12T23:53:00.004-04:00

Hmmm….once again, all the experts who said the Lakers would win this series can lick m’sack! 3-1 bitches! My God Ray-Ray got to the basket way too easily at the end of the game. Posey and House came through big. And of course the PGA Tour did their thing as they should...Oh, and let's talk about all the celeb fans there...Will Smith (from Philly), JT (from Memphis), Larry David (from NY), such bandwagon bitches...at least Spike Lee was open enough to say "Anyone but Boston." Like I said before BOSTON BASKETBALL!!!!

Grown Man!

2008-06-09T14:53:00.003-04:00

I hate to quote myself but what did I write the other day, "If Powe is in the playoff rotation, he will surprise the nation. The guy is raw talent that still needs to be developed, but against a small Laker lineup, Powe truly has a chance to shine."

Boston Basketball my man!

Beat LA!

2008-06-05T13:04:00.003-04:00

It's been a long time since I've posted on something sports related, but I've been reading a lot of the "experts" opinion on the Lakers/Celtics match up and quite frankly, they are all idiots.

Will this series go 6 or 7 games, most likely. Will the Lakers win the series, not very likely. I was discussing this earlier today, like the NFL in the NBA defense eventually wins out, plain and simple. The Celtics are the best defensive team in the league, by far. On the Lakers side, you can put any 5 out on the court, but other than Kobe, (who is overrated as a defensive player, people are prone to think his skills on offensive and overall quickness translates to defensive prowess), no one can play a lick of D. You think Odom or Gasol can handle KG...come on now, that's just silly. I would trust Bynum on KG over either one of those two. Most likely it will be Odom though, which leaves Gasol on Perk. Gasol will get some points, he's a finesse guy, but he can't bang underneath with Perk. The boards on both ends of the court will be controlled by the C's. Let's not forget that depending on who Kobe d's up against, either Allen or Pierce will have a field day with whomever is guarding them other than Kobe.

Then you look at the Celtics defense, Pierce or Allen will guard Kobe. Pierce has probably been the best defensive player in the playoffs this year. He's contained some of the best offensive players in the league in three series' and still had some phenomenal games on the offensive end. Kobe will get his 25, he's Kobe, gotta respect that, but the role players can't step up against the C's. KG and Perk are too much for Odom and Gasol to work on. I think they are both solid guys, but they succeed against soft teams. This reminds me of back in the day when ACC teams would play Big East teams, and the ACC known for it's perimeter shooting would get pounded by the physicality of a Georgetown or St. John's. This is exactly what's going to happen in this series. And the difference is this isn't just a one game ordeal where LAL could tough it out for one game, they are going to be hurting for at least 3 games, and they have to show some resolve that they can in fact measure up physically.

Now let's discuss the benches. Farmar, Vujacic, Turiaf and Walton, do people seriously believe that bench is stronger than Posey, House, Brown, Powe and Davis? Davis probably won't get as much time in this round as he did in the past, and I hope Doc keeps Cassell's ass on the pine and plays House. Posey is a defensive stud that will knock down every open three you give him. House is instant energy, and I hate that term, but the players and the fans kick it up a notch when Eddie checks in. The guy is a smart player too, he sticks with the plan, as opposed to Cassell who creates his own plans. Brown has been a tremendous asset. Yes he's old admittedly, but he doesn't play outside of his game. He only takes shots that have a high probability of going in. He doesn't get caught up in screens or over rotates (probably because he's not fast enough to do so anyway), and he's another big body in the lane. If Powe is in the playoff rotation, he will surprise the nation. The guy is raw talent that still needs to be developed, but against a small Laker lineup, Powe truly has a chance to shine.

The only true edge Showtime has is their coach. But let's not forget, Phil Jackson has always coached teams with big names on it. MJ, Pippen, Shaq, Kobe...and a host of good role players. Doc finally got a team like that this year and is doing what I think most coaches could have done with Jackson's teams. The players are professionals, they know how to play the game, a coaches job is simply to manage personalities and present ideas as well as a sense of calm or urgency to his team. Phil is probably better than that than Doc just from experience, but the fact remains, Jackson has had the two best players in the time on his teams, how much did he really need to do to get them to be successful?

Anyway, I'm looking forward to the series, I believe the Celtics will pull it out, but I'm not sure in how many games. David Stern works in mysterious ways and losing millions of dollars in revenue by not having a game 6 or 7 is not his style. The greatest thing about this series is the throw back to the 80s. Before I watched baseball or football I watched basketball. As much as I loved Boston then, I still had love for the Lakers because they were a totally different team. The personalities, the playing styles, the fans, the arenas, role players, everything was a polar opposite between LA and Boston, except for both teams desire to win. In recent history, no individual rivalry has come close to Bird and Magic. We have our great players, but there is no Kobe vs LeBron, or Duncan vs Shaq, it's not the same. But thankfully, for the NBA and its fans, I think we might get back to back years where the Lakers and Celtics meet in the finals, and if you think this year is a treat, if a rematch happens in 2009 that will blow the roof off of the Garden and Forum, well Staples Center, but for nostalgic purposes, it'll always be the GW Forum.

Terribles Tuesday

2008-06-03T15:35:00.000-04:00

So per usual on a Tuesday at 3:24pm I'm at work, but I'm at a point where I just don't feel like doing anything else today. Grant it I will finish up what's on my plate, but I'm just exhausted right now. Tuesdays are quickly becoming my least favorite day of the week based on my schedule the prior day. On Mondays, I come in at my regular time, but instead of leaving at 6ish, I stay til 7:10, and then head to my class which is supposed to get out at 9:30, but the Prof has been keeping us til about 10pm which then in turn causes me to not get home until 10:30. Normally I could deal with that. But I just moved on Saturday and still haven't made the trek to the grocery store so I had to figure out what the hell was open at 10:30pm in my new town. The answer was the drive through at Wendy's. But for some godforsaken reason, it was packed. Wendy's on a Monday night at 10:30 jam packed. So it was either wait in line for my Jr. Bacon Cheeseburgers and Crispy Chicken Nuggets or go home and eat Pop Tarts. Any, I ended up home at 11pm, ate, tried to steal some internet using a crappy loaner computer from my office, my regular comp needed some maintenance, and ended up in bed a little after midnight. Needless to say, after starting my last few weeks like that, Tuesdays have not been all that fun.

Anywhoo, I'm just ready to bust out of here, go shopping, cook and unpack more of my shizz. Anyway, other than the move, which was a fantastic success, things have been quiet. Just trying to get more of my summer travel locked down. Looks like Seattle will be a nice 4th of July trip, and then I'll hit VA a couple weeks after that. Vegas is being thrown into the mix now for late August, which I'm on the fence about. We'll see...okay, back to work...hopefully I can get to a post on being naked that I've been pondering for awhile.

iPod Friday Before I Move...

2008-05-30T07:35:00.002-04:00

Yup yup, tomorrow morning I'll be moving all my crap to a deluxe apartment in the sky. No joke, I'm living it up as a bachelor for one year in this jump off and then hopefully by this time next year I'll be closing on a place of my own...I'm praying the housing market hasn't bottomed out yet. Anyway, I've been in a funk recently, and luckily the iPod has picked me up somewhat...and it's weird, I swear the iPod knows just the right things to play...

Hey Y'all...Snibbity Diggity...

2008-05-27T15:11:00.004-04:00

Sup sup peeps...been awhile since I actually had a real post. But considering I do this just for the fun of it, I guess lapses in posts are excusable. Anyway, things have been crazy, especially with my impending move next week. Nothing major, literally moving 3 miles away into a dope luxury community, but I hate moving in general, and my friends convinced me not to hire movers, so I'm stressed about getting everything done right...once I'm moved in I'll be able to breathe a little easier.

Summer session for school has started. Per usually I've become the team lead in my group projects. Unfortunately my ambition and a fear of failure doesn't allow me to put faith and trust in the rest of the group to get things in order. We have 5 assignments (3 group/2 individual) due in 5 weeks...but trust me, this is far easier than the syllabus for this class in the fall and spring. Hopefully we can knock out the two case write ups before the end of next week, and I can get my individual special topic written up then as well.

I'm at home today because my allergies have been a mess this weekend. It's awesome spending Memorial Day weekend on my couch sneezing and blowing my nose. The good life right here...but it just started raining, which is a blessing, the pollen will get depressed and I'll be able to breathe.

The lady scene is all over the place...no way to even describe where it starts, ends or where it will be in 4 weeks...

I gotta figure out my summer travel in the next couple of weeks too, looks like VA, NJ, Seattle and Vegas are possible destinations.

Anyway, I have a phone interview in 15mins, for a job I probably don't want, but I figure why not keep my skills sharp and maybe parlay this into a counter offer from my own company...

Aight, back to "preparing" for this interview....keep it hot like fish grease y'all...

iPod Friday

2008-05-23T11:27:00.001-04:00

Crap I almost forgot to get this up...with summer session in full swing, work, preparing for an interview for a job I probably don't want and moving things have been on the heavy heavy...but the jams keep poppin...

I Got Problems With....

2008-05-16T13:03:00.004-04:00

I’ve been meaning to post on these topics for awhile now, but I felt individually they were more like mini posts so I basically rolled three things I got problems with into one post because they all relate to driving. Let’s begin with people driving small cars. Now I’m all for driving an economic car that gets a high MPG ratio and is environmentally friendly. If I didn’t drive an SUV perhaps I’d consider a Prius, probably not…but regardless, these people in these small cars, Civics, Corollas, Spectras, Cobalts, whatever, they drive like they are behind the wheel of a stretch Hum-V. Passing a bus for these people requires them to be a good 12 feet away from the side of the bus, are you serious? If I leave more than 2 feet on the side I feel like I pussed out. Now I understand you may be a little afraid because if you do get into an accident with someone like me, my car will be fine while yours will turn into an accordion. But still, you don’t need to act like you have a big bodied Benz when you’re driving a piece crap. If you drive a small car, and it’s not for environmental or economical reasons, you’re better off on the bus or train.

Next, let’s talk about people who read while walking, and more specifically while crossing the street. Let me send out a big F U to those people. Look, I don’t care if you’re a pedestrian and you have the right of way, pay attention, look the fuck up and realize your slow ass is causing 6 cars to stay stuck at a busy intersection. The other day I shit you not, saw a woman stop on the sidewalk, look up and notice the signal said don’t walk, then proceeded to walk across the street with her head down in her book…if I could have gotten away with a hit and run at that moment I would have slammed the shit into her. Actually I wouldn’t have run, I would have gotten out of the car and yelled in her face, “That’s what you slow, pompous ass deserves!” I would have also done a dance of joy around her body as well…this is getting dark and disturbing, last case..

Bikes…not motorcycles, but bikes…they piss me the hell off...and here’s why…in many towns and cities there are bike lanes, they help keep the bikes out of the flow of car traffic and provides a buffer so that there is less of chance the cyclist gets hit. I’m all for that. What I hate are the bikers that decide the bike lane isn’t good enough for them and they need the entire street. Dude, you max out at 20 mph, I do that coming out of my driveway. Get the fuck out of my way. Here’s the bullshit part, these people think that bikes are motor vehicles too, so they think they have the same rights to the street as those of us that actually pay excise taxes, well why the hell do they get away with riding through red lights, or turning right on red when there is a sign clearly posted? Have you ever wanted to park on the side of the street and open your door just as a bike was coming so s/he would slam into it? Yeah I wouldn’t be happy with the damage to the interior of my car, but that would be such sweet satisfaction.

Damn, I need a massage or to do yoga or something...too much anger is inside me, it's like I'm turning to the Dark Side.

iPod Friday

2008-05-16T09:33:00.002-04:00

Tough iPod Friday, every song this morning was either too slow for a fun day or just too obscure. Finally I heard something that although not the happiest of song sis one of my favs, and in addition I'll just through in a club jam I'm all about right now...

AMP Makes it All Right....

2008-05-09T19:39:00.003-04:00

Was checking out the Big Lead who put me on to this commercial...ah how promiscuity has made its way into pop culture...

iPod Friday

2008-05-09T08:02:00.002-04:00

I couldn't be happier today is Friday, it was just one of those weeks when I need to put everything in the office behind me for two days...let's hit it...

One Thing I'd Do Differently

2008-05-07T16:17:00.001-04:00

One thing in life I try not to do is regret things I have or haven't done in the past. I try to just live and learn and not assume doing one thing or another would have drastically changed my present life. But a couple days ago I concluded that there is one thing I should have done differently in my life that I let slide by, and that is calling my then gf, who shall be known as the One Whose Name Shall Not Be Spoken, on cheating on me with my then apartment mate. See, back in the day, I had one of those gut feelings that something wasn't right. On top of that, one of my best female friends at the time who was roommates with the One Whose Name Shall Not Be Spoken kept telling me to get out of the relationship, but she wouldn't tell me why. Actually, idk who's more at fault here, me for not manning up or her for not outright saying I was getting played? Anyway, one particular night I had to run out to go deliver our rent, this task takes maybe 10 mins, when I came back, I guess they didn't hear my car and I could see in the window that she was bent over him, and some what of a compromising position. But I just tried to alter my view and call it something else. Whatever, I was a naïve moron. I should have stepped up right there and called them both out, instead of waiting for her to eventually break down a month later and telling me everything, and me trying to be forgiving.

Had I manned up, I would have caught the shit in the act, and had all the control. I wouldn't have felt weak and manipulated because I would have been the one to take a stand. For some reason I felt like I needed to prove myself as the better man and win her heart again. When I moved back here and she stayed in VA, we did the long distance thing, when I could have been a free spirit so to speak in my early twenties. Also, the desire to act as a swinging bachelor would have caused me to move closer to the city sooner, which would have lead me to a different job, which in turn would have lead me to start my MBA sooner and probably be at a higher earnings bracket than I am now.

Even those events might not have happened, there is a good chance that single event would have altered the course of my life because I wouldn't have remained attached to something which pretty much caused me to put limitations on myself. Don't get me wrong, I'm in a good place, with a good job, a good education and good people around me, and potentially things could have turned out much worse. Maybe I would have moved to the city and became a coke head or something, who knows...but if I could change one instance, where I actually had the ability to make an impact, I think that would have been it.

Rejuvenation

2008-05-03T01:23:00.002-04:00

So since I left VA in August of 2000 I’ve pondered moving down to the NoVA/DC area to be around my fraternity brothers and extended friends. But tonight I realized why I could never move down there full time. See, VA is my rejuvenation. It’s the only place I can go to drink, smoke, party and bullshit and come back feeling better than ever. See, Boston is my home. My roots are here. Even though I’ve come to hate certain elements of Boston, the weather more than anything else, this is where I belong. If I moved to VA, that recharge I get while there just would not exist anymore and could not be duplicated anywhere else. Coming back to Boston would be more work and guilt than fun. Running around to see the fam and friends, people talking to me about why I left and why I should come back and most importantly missing out of family moments that mean a helluva lot to me is not something I can’t sacrifice. But I know right now, I have VA to give me that life I need when shit just isn’t what it should be. And right now, shit isn’t the way it should be for me. I’m tired, damn tired. It’s a tiredness I can’t shake either. Sleeping doesn’t cure it. Food doesn’t cure it. Friends don't cure it. Partying doesn’t cure it. But VA does. It’s been over two years since I’ve been in the other commonwealth, and it’s time to rectify that.

iPod Friday

2008-05-02T08:08:00.002-04:00

I've been slacking on the iPod jams, but before I could even take a swing of my Listerine Whitening rinse I turned on the iPod to get it poppin...

Girlie Drinks

2008-05-01T21:18:00.003-04:00

I typically don't link up to other sites, but I have to admit, this list of The 10 Unmanliest Drinks In The World (Tasty Booze) was pretty good...

I Got Problems With...

2008-05-01T10:54:00.001-04:00

People that wear iPod earbuds while driving. Are you kidding me?!!? You can't buy an adapter so you can listen to your iPod through your speakers?!?! Nothing says you're less focused on the road that a guy or girl with those things in their ears. Have you seen people just trying to cross a street with them on? They have no clue and look like they want to get hit, now people driving a 2,000lbs vehicle are totally distracted from what's going on around them. You could counter saying people who bump loud music in their cars as distracted too. I disagree, because the music doesn't funnel directly into their ear drum. Those people are far more likely to hear a siren than the earbudders. Get a clue assdick!

Rolling with the Punches...

2008-04-29T16:58:00.002-04:00

Seriously, why can’t things just be simple? So the after Curly Cutie told me she couldn’t see me, basically because she couldn’t trust herself around me, I decided her and I needed to have a long conversation about what was going on in my head. There have been so many instances where I wished I said something and never did and regardless of the outcome, I felt terrible about keeping things pent up. So put everything I had out there to basically tell her if there is something good in front of you now, you shouldn’t run from it just because you think you need to handle a situation a certain way. I wasn’t attempting to label us or cause her to act improperly, but to simply think about what she values in me right now, and if she really wanted to lose that for a few months. We don’t have to be together, but knowing we both have a mutual physical attraction to each other, getting more deeply involved on a mental and emotional level should lead to better things down the road. Wow, I think I plagiarized that from Redbook or Glamour or whatever various women’s magazines there are on the newsstands.

Anyway, hours after the convo, she texts me and says she thought about what I had to say and she wants us to still hang out, but she’s afraid of not being able to control her physical desires while around me, remember she’s still married and wants to show respect to her soon to be ex-husband. That was probably the biggest compliment I’ve ever gotten. But I told her she has to trust me if she wants things to progress and that I won’t let anything happen that she doesn’t want to happen. I actually like this girl to cock block myself, and I can’t believe I just wrote that. So anyway, we’re emailing several times during the day at work. We thought about going to the Celtics game tomorrow night, but decided we’d save our money for a later round opponent (they will not lose the series to the Hawks). So things are good, I guess. Confusing yes, unfamiliar yes, scary yes….but I’m content, for now.

Options

2008-04-26T00:23:00.004-04:00

So as a single man I’ve learned I have a lot of options. The cell phone is the ultimate in getting something when you want a little something. This may sounds weird after I have discussed my last few dates with…hmm I need a nickname, how about Curly Cutie, because she has this amazing long, curly, red hair. Well, Curly Cutie and I get along wonderfully, but as I mentioned before, she’s going through a divorce and there are still some issues there. We actually went to the Sox game on Thursday, hung out all day and night, came back to my place and nature took its course. And let me be honest, it was one of those nights that opens your eyes to what you really want. Strangely, I didn’t want that to happen because I didn’t want to be thought of as an adulterer. But regardless, things happen and now she wants us to not see each other alone for awhile because she knows as well as I know, once any line is crossed then it will get crossed again. It’s flattering and disappointing at the same time. But I totally respect that and I still like her a lot, which culminated into a text tonight saying how I missed her, and her replying that she’s thinking about me as well. So look for Curly Cutie and I to work things out in the summer. BUT…until we can formally be with each other, I gotta get mine….even the best men like me still need to have things taken care of. So I text my friend the Runner, because she ran the marathon Monday, and ask if she wants to have a scotchfest Saturday night, which would also involve watching porn, and that’s a whole different post. She responses saying it’s girls night out but I could come out with them. All good, basically means if I want ass tomorrow I’ll get it. I also text this other chick that digs me to see if she’s out…a few messages back and forth and she basically says “Stay up til I come over.” What sucks is I really don’t like her that way, and as I explained to my girl Kim, there is a guilt element to it., but whatever, God blessed me with a decent appendage so I should use it right? Anyway, I guess I’m being a slut right now….but if I had my choice, I would be happy with my Curly Cutie.

Update: I ended up falling asleep last night, so no feelings of guilt this morning...

I Got Problems With...

2008-04-25T13:20:00.001-04:00

Zip cars...yes they actually make sense for those of us that don't own a car and just want the convenience of having a car for a few hours as opposed to going through the hassle of renting a car from say Avis. But the problem is that people that drive zip cars typically don't drive at all. Zip car users might be some of the worst in the world. They have no concept of how to navigate the streets, when you can turn on red and how to drive without rubbernecking at everything...stupid zip cars...talk a walk!

Reason #423 Why I’m Still a Kid

2008-04-21T01:07:00.002-04:00

So tonight I went out to a bar to meet up with some friends to watch the Celtics whoop up on the Hawks. The girl I have gone out with a few times came with me as one of those “test” moments. You know, you introduce someone new to your crew to see 1) if they like her on first impressions, and 2) if she can put up with your friends being massive idiots.

The night starts off normal enough, but at some point we get to a story about a stripper having roast beef cold cuts stuffed up her ass and then eaten by her stripper compadres. That was bad enough and then we get into a convo about all the nasty sex acts people do, such as Hot Lunches, Cleveland Steamers, the Houdini, etc…and even one we created called Return to Sender (never attempted but hilarious to describe). But she rolled with it.

On the ride home she said she really liked my friends, which is a plus and as I type this I’m fielding text messages from my friends saying how much they like her. So it’s aces all around. But the big thing was I finally got the sack to kiss her. What’s so strange is I’ve kissed plenty of girls, while drunk…so of course there was no need to build up the courage then, plus those girls were getting tossed to the side that night anyway. But to kiss a girl that I actually found potential in is a whole new world. So anyway, this kiss was seriously like regressing back to 9th grade. Well, not in technique, but in nervousness and the whole, "will she like it," "am I reading the situation properly," etc…but she kissed be back and I was beaming. So I’m in a good mood…but now I will over analyze this situation as well…I have to learn to just take things as they come and be happy with the now and not be so concerned with the unknown.

iPod Friday

2008-04-18T06:42:00.003-04:00

On line crazy early this morning because I'm working from home today, and I'm going to head to the folks place to hang out, get a haircut, do laundry before coming back up here to hit the Beer Summit. So I'm up sending out emails now so that if I knock off at 4pm I still look good. So let's put some jams out there...

Just Trying to Catch Up

2008-04-17T14:12:00.001-04:00

Wow! So I apologize to my readership of two, I have been a terrible blogger. I think I've said this before, but I give the bloggers that day in and day out put up (quality) content a hand...especially those that have a full time job to pay the bills while they blog for the fun of it. Walkoff Walk in particular has been doing a phenomenal job at this. Anyway, this blog really doesn't have a purpose other than to catch the people up on the goings, and more importantly the comings on my life.

So last week it was made public that my company was being acquired. I have never been through an acquisition before so I was a little nuts when the news broke. Actually I got word when my big boss called me at 6:15am and left a voicemail to call her back asap. Idk how many of you have gotten phone calls from work before 8am or after 9pm or on weekends, but they usually aren't good. Anyway, the acquisition is actually a very good thing. All my stock is getting vested and bought as soon as the deal closes, so DCD will have a little extra cash on hand, never a bad thing. Plus if we stay with the company for 12-18 month after the deal is done, we'll get a retention bonus which is a very high percentage of our base salary. So that news, coupled with my boss having been out for the last 3 weeks has kept me buried.

We're in the final week of the semester, and I don't have any finals, just a final project. Which is kind of BS to begin with considering the teacher, I refuse to call this guy a professor, is a total slacker and absolutely horrible. I should get an A just because he's so bad...and also all my grades far surpass the class average...anyway, I figured out I just need a B on the final project to at least get an A- for the class, which would actually lower my GPA, cause I'm a nerd like that. The three weeks between spring and summer semesters will be like a vacation. Of course then I will be at school either two nights a week for six hours or two nights a week for three hours for six weeks, I don't know what's worse.

So the female front, I think things are good. The Ex-Lady and I are getting along great right now, in a strictly platonic way. EB believes a great unpleasantness needs to happen, but I think we may not have to go through that. Then there is the girl I've been hanging out with recently, I got the "calling to just say hi" call yesterday, which is always nice when you're at the beginning phases, but hated when things are established. Nothing physical yet, and I've realized that I don't have moves when I'm sober. I clearly can't get drunk in front of this girl yet because well, The Show is still on. The Show is basically putting my best foot forward before I figure out a way to ruin things. Now I'm not playing games with her, The Show is the real me, but with better decision making abilities and an increased level of censorship in terms of what comes out of my mouth.

Anyway, I have some real topics to post in my head, that I've been saving, so hopefully tonight and this weekend I'll get those out...

And This is Why I Don't Understand Dating

2008-04-12T01:22:00.002-04:00

Okay...so I went out tonight on what I think was an actual date with the girl I saw last Sunday. We went to a sports bar, I know not the most romantic place, but it's laid back and the Sox were playing the Yankees. And as we discovered there was karaoke that night as well (we did not participate). Anyway, we had dinner, drinks, talked all night, very few awkward pauses, watched the singers and even went to another bar with hopes to dance, unfortunately, the bar closed at 1am, which blows. Anyway, we came back to my apt to get her car and she bounced...I just don't know how to figure things out, I mean I know her situation is difficult, and we even talked about when her divorce will be final, but I still need to get an idea of what's going on in her head So I texted her a few mins ago saying I had a good time and to let me know if she wants to get together Sunday and she texted that we'd talk on Sunday..idk if that means talk to make plans or simply talk like just speak...why can't things be easy...

Was That a Date?

2008-04-06T21:16:00.002-04:00

So being in a relationship for so long I really have no idea what constitutes a date these days and what doesn't. Nor do I know what do, say or how to act throughout the period I'm in the company of a woman one on one, in public that is. Cause you know a brings the ruckus when it counts. Ya naw what 'em sayin? Naw you don't know because I'm a fool. Anyway, I spent the good majority of the day being absolutely worthless. I did laundry, and looked at apts and condos on Craigslist for a good 4 hours...no joke...I also finally finished season 6 of Curb Your Enthusiasm. Shocking season ending without a doubt...actually I have to assume that was the series finale too, but who knows...Anyway, I get a text around 7pm from a lady asking if I want to meet up for a drink. I'm a little in shock for two reasons, 1) It's Sunday, seriously nobody calls/texts me on Sundays, it's like all of the outside world goes silent. 2) I've been trying to get her to come out with a group of people for the last 3 months just to hang out and have fun and she's always busy. Needless to say, I reply back "Sure, what place and what time?" I hop in the shower, cause I've been lying in my filth all day and wait for the return text, which actually is a phone call. We choose the spot and in a few minutes I bounce out. So we meet up a tapas restaurant. I walk in and she's at the bar, and she looks good, yoga does a body good. We hug and I sit down, we chat order drinks and chat it up for the next 90 mins or so. We talk about work, traveling, etc...basic stuff, but def at a deeper level than any of our previous convos. So then intentional I bring up her "situation." Her situation is a lot tougher than mine because she's currently in the middle of a divorce and still living with the soon to be ex, crazy huh? But she wasn't turned off by the topic, and she basically said she's ready for this to be finalized and move on with her life. Awesomeness...I think. We keep talking and she says she's going to take me to the beach is a few weeks, not to lay out, still too cold for that, but to just walk the shore and enjoy the environment, maybe get some fried clams while we're there. So is that like a follow up date? I have no idea. We finish our drinks and we decide to try out another bar, problem is, we get there and the bar is closed. So we're both a little disappointed, but it is a work night therefore it's not a bad idea to call it a night. So we do the whole, "great seeing you, gotta do it again" good byes and hug. But then it gets awkward. It was one of those "Does she want me to kiss her?" moments. Because she didn't just walk away to her car, she just stood there looking at me....but all I could think about was, "Am I reading her wrong? Don't f this up DCD, if you make a move and she's just cool being friends you come off as an ass, but if you don't she may think you don't have any interest in her?" This is the shit a clueless, newly single man like myself goes through now. So anyway I played it safe and stuck with just the hug. I texted her when I got home, let her know I had a great time and I'd like to do it again sooner than later and she replied that she'd love that. So going back to the original question, was that a date? Or was that her enlisting me as her new male buddy she can get a man's perspective from? I'm probably just reading more into it than there really is...but I'm pathetic...so so pathetic...

KANSAS REPRESENT!

2008-04-06T00:34:00.004-04:00

It's been awhile since I've had anything sports related on here, but I had to share my joy that Kansas beat UNC tonight!!! I've had an unnatural love for Kansas since I was about 14. Back in the early and mid 90's college basketball wasn't big in the Northeast, except for UConn...and a few years later we had the UMass explosion. But before then, I started getting involved in pools, yes even back as a freshman in high school I was gambling so to speak, so I started following teams and Kansas just became my squad...and then when I was 16 I went on a cruise and met a bunch of kids from Overland Park, KS and that affirmed my allegiance. Def not the best way to choose a team, but regardless, I've been loyal to Kansas ever since, and I'm stoked they are playing for the National Championship. Rock Chalk Jayhawk!

iPod Friday

2008-04-04T14:50:00.002-04:00

Damn I'm late on the iPod Friday...been wasting the day looking for apts on Craigslist, which is like death...let's rock...

I Got Problems With...

2008-04-03T09:31:00.001-04:00

Remember those dumb ass Baby on Board signs that were all the rage in the late 80’s and early 90’s? Well today I saw one in the back of a car, but it wasn’t the actually yellow caution sign it was a simply black and white printed off of a printer from a word document. So here are my issues with this:

1) Seriously does the driver of the car really think slapping up a make shift sign on the back window of a car is going to make me more likely to grant him or her the right of way, or not get frustrated when s/he does asshole things like drive in two lanes at once (which actually happened today)? Moron. I actually wanted to drive more aggressively to prove that the sign is counter productive.

2) It’s freakin’ 2008! Who the hell even thinks about those signs anymore? It’s like the pet rock, or those colored magnetic ribbons for vehicles, they hit the scene, cashed in and busted out.

3) It’s not my or any other driver’s responsibility to be aware or protect your kid. My job to take care of uno nuno. If you’re incapable of driving with a baby in the car and knowing the risks associated with driving everyday, and not feeling as if your own awareness and defensive driving skills aren’t good enough to keep your kid safe, keep your ass and the baby’s ass at home.

Paid the Cost to be the...

2008-04-02T13:59:00.002-04:00

So for the next 3 weeks I’m the boss. Well not exactly, but my boss is on vacation for 3 weeks and since my department consists of her and myself, that makes me the boss. What’s fun and what sucks about being the boss, you have to make lots of decisions and delegate to other people around you in other groups. So on one hand, I get this mini power trip because all of a sudden my phone is blowing up, people are emailing me for my perspective on issues and meeting requests are flying in. On the other hand, for the next three weeks I’m totally responsible for those repercussions and if I make a bad call, when my boss comes back everyone will say, “DCD said this is how we should proceed.” But there is always the safety net of, “I think we should table this decision until Boss comes back, can it wait?” And since most things take a month to get done around here anyway, of course it can wait. All I have to add to that phrase to legitimize it is “I’d rather do this once the right way and take some extra time, than do it wrong now and then have to fix it 3 months down the road.” That line should have been in a recent SNL skit having to do with office lingo such as “These papers need to be file,” and “Talk to his assistant.”

There are also fun things about being the boss for now…like when Elaine was president of J. Peterman, she expensed everything….well I set up a business trip out to Seattle which will conveniently allow me to visit a friend that recently moved out there. Huzzah for working in corporate America. I just have to make sure not to expense any nutria hats in the process.

iPod Friday

2008-03-28T11:45:00.002-04:00

Yet another Friday has come to us...and it's raining here..if I could only be in Brazil...

Did I Just Catch a Glimpse...

2008-03-27T11:43:00.003-04:00

So it's March 27th and temperatures are still hovering around 43 degrees here, which is about 7 degrees below average, and when it actually gets to 50 degrees it rains. But today I think I caught my first glimpse of spring: I saw two women, at separate instances, wearing white pants on my way into work! Now there still aren't any leaves on the trees, and most lawns still look terrible, but nothing implies the change of seasons like a woman's wardrobe.

iPod Friday

2008-03-21T09:49:00.002-04:00

Before I get into the music can I just tell you one of the most disgusting things a guy can see a woman do is pick her nose and eat the booger. This morning I was at a stop light and this woman, who seemed to be decently attractive was going at it... she was up in both nostrils. So I turned away, but like a bad accident I had to look back to see if she was still doing it. Then she did it again and made the move from nose to mouth...all of this while chatting on the phone...foul...time for music...

And That Makes Me Feel Good Because...

2008-03-18T22:18:00.005-04:00

Lately females have been giving me these two compliments: "You're adorable!" and, "You're an incredible dancer." Idk how I feel about those compliments, Iactually think they are bass ackwards insults. Adorable is one step away from being called cute, and men don't like to be called cute. It's like being compared to a puppy...which is harmless. When you think about the superheroes from tv and movies were any of those guys cute? Superman was the Man of Steel, Lee Majors (the Fall Guy for you youngins) was a rugged stuntman, Batman was a rich orphan that basically raised himself, Jack Bauer is a counter terrorism agent which screams anything but cute, and in modern day movies there was nothing cute about Russell Crowe in Gladiator. So are these women saying I'd make a good house cat for them or something? Adorable enough to get his belly scratched but never allowed to sleep on the bed?

The incredible dancer thing is kind of weird too. It's like they can't fall back on anything else. I'm a smart guy, at least my undergrad degree and my in progress Masters degree somewhat confirm that. I'm successful, at least in comparison to the national average salary in this country. I can be funny at times. I mean is that what a woman really says when she's interested in a guy? Probably not, being the dancer as always makes me the safe guy...because I'm not the guy dancing just to grab an ass or to make out with a sloppy drunk chick. "He's fun, he likes to dance, he doesn't want to do filthy, dirty, unspeakable things to me." Just don't pop a woody...actually if that happened, I'd just flip it in my waistband because it hides it and feels awesome.

If I'm evaluating this right, what's the equivalent thing to say towards women? "You seem very smart" "You have good taste in shoes." "You're a handsome woman." Not that's I'm very going to say something of that nature to a female, I'm just an inquiring mind.

In Theory...

2008-03-18T22:10:00.002-04:00

Men love big boobs...in theory...we see a girl with a huge rack and can't help but stare. But then logic sets in, and we start to think about what those boobs will look like without a bra...pretty sloppy huh? Big boobs are def a beacon for the male eye, but the hand can only handle so much. Luckily I have big hands...

I Got Problems With....

2008-03-16T04:22:00.002-04:00

People who IM or text and extend the last letter of their sentence for emphasis...for example "Please take meeeeeee!" WTF is that...how is that going to help you go where you want to be going...that shit merits one of my favorite pharses.."Lick m'sack!"

iPod Friday

2008-03-14T14:22:00.001-04:00

Damn I knew I should have posted iPod Friday from home...no rest for the weary at work...but I found just a few mins to hook it up...too bad two out of the three songs don't actually have videos...

Heard It All Before....

2008-03-14T01:49:00.002-04:00

So for the umteenth time one of my female friends had "the talk" with me. This isn't the talk that says, we're just friends, trust me I never make moves to get to that point. "The talk" is them saying how they are ready to find a nice guy. A guy that does the little things. That they like to cook and clean, but they want a little something in return, like opening doors and cleaning off cars when it snows as a sign of appreciation. I used to sympathize with my friends saying "Damn right you deserve a good man." Blah blah blah...but after x amount of years hearing that, I've just gotten tired of it. Why? Because I do all that shit, and I don't ask for anything in return. I'm not saying I'm perfect, far from that...but every girl I know basically describe how I treat people, women or men, as what they want from a companion. Basic respect and courtesy seems to not exist anymore. But those that actually portray those traits get brushed aside and those that fake those traits for a few weeks and then dismiss them get recognized for being a remarkable man. Maybe because I'm single now and it just got to me...but jeez...I feel like that talk is just the run around...and tomorrow, those girls will be back with the guy they aid they would never date again..but I guess it just is what it is...

The Great Unpleasantness

2008-03-10T12:53:00.002-04:00

So my boy EB was up this weekend to have a premature celebration of my birthday. Big ups to him for coming up from the other Commonwealth and dealing with my silly antics on Saturday night. Also much respect for the 16yr scotch he gave me as a present…anyway...one of our activities over the weekend was dinner with the Lady at an Italian restaurant. And for those of you that know me, the Olive Garden is not an Italian restaurant…I automatically lose respect for anyone that classifies it as that. So the three of us had dinner, chatted, laughed and overall had a good evening. After dropping the Lady back at her place, EB debriefs the night basically saying “Dude, you two are definitely still dating.” Now imo, when someone moves out of a jointly held apartment, that signals the end of a dating period. But his perspective of this is based on our interactions, and the fact that we still enjoy being in each other's company, and make time to do so. Let me put this out there, company does not equate to sex, quite the opposite. It’s literally having a meal, watching American Idol, feel free to lose respect for me on that one, and then she goes home. EB suggested the Lady and I need to have a “Great Unpleasantness.” This is something him and his wife went through several years ago. It’s a period of time, not set, where you cut off all communication with the ex and figure out if you can or cannot live without that person. Both sides of that coin cause great unpleasantness. If you cannot live without someone, your heart breaks under the pressure and you live in agony until you reconcile, and that’s if you reconcile at all. The other side is if you don’t need this person, and you have cut them out of your life, the unpleasant element is that you have realized you didn’t quite care about that person as much as originally believed. I’m trying to avoid the “Great Unpleasantness” simply because who needs self imposed anguish in their lives…but part of me can’t help but wonder if it is necessary to get a final determination on our relationship.

365 Days to Make Moves...

2008-03-05T17:00:00.002-05:00

It’s really crazy how things and people change over a short period of time. Over the weekend the Lady moved out of the apt and now for the first time in my life, I’ve living alone. This time last year, I was 28 yeas old dreading turning 29, still living at home, and let me point out it was by choice, I knocked off all my credit card debt doing that, I was in my first semester as a full-time student in an MBA program and I was working part-time for my old company. A year later, I’m 29 and looking forward to turning 30, living alone, going to school part-time and working full-time at a new company. Everything that was stable back then has done a full 180. You’d think based on those changes I’d be a mess, but I’m good. As a pretty structured person I don’t take well to change, but I’ve learned that making changes, and even drastic ones, are not necessarily going to ruin a person’s flow…and more importantly change can happen a lot faster than expected. I used think it would take a lifetime to make an impactful change in myself, my way of life or my thinking, but the last year has gone by with the quickness and my life is vastly different.

The next question is "Has my life become significantly better?" because change should lead to progression. That I can’t answer, had I stayed a full-time student I would be finishing my MBA this May and would have potentially had more doors open up for me here and on the west coast. The other side of that is I’m going to have the degree regardless in a few months, and I’ve saved money on tuition and gained a lot of valuable experience in my new role. If I didn’t move out of my folks place, would the Lady and I still be together? Did living together cause the relationship to dissolve, or would we have been blinded to what seems like the truth for another year and potentially made a bad decision to take things to a higher level? And as I’ve written on here before, my original plan for my 30th birthday was to be alone, drink a bottle of scotch and cry while furiously masturbating….probably because I felt as if my life wasn’t as full or as accomplished as I thought it should be by 30. But now I’m happy, I’m glad I made it on this planet for 30 years. I’ve lived a rich life, experienced things people can only imagine. I have a great set of people surrounding me, and I look forward to what I can do with the next 30 years…but maybe I’m just disillusioned and just trying to fool myself into a false sense of accomplishment?

As recently as Monday, I used to think that the only way to feel like an adult was to be married, have a kid or own a house. I qualify as none of the above. But on Monday night I realized by not having those things, I’m actually acting more like an adult than I thought. Anybody can have a baby…it’s not that hard…anyone can get married, you don’t need a ceremony just go to a Justice of the Peace and pay $100. Home ownership is a little different, but looking at the market now and how many people have to sell their homes based off of incorrect forethought and budgeting, it probably wasn’t the best decision these people could make. I’m an adult for analyzing my situation, knowing exactly what I’m ready for and when to pull the trigger. There is such a thing as being overly cautious, but that’s not me, I just know the best way to handle my own business…and realizing that is the best change I have ever made in myself.

I Got Problems With...

2008-02-29T12:55:00.005-05:00

I Got Problems With...is a new reoccurring post that will rival my Everything I Love posts (I don't love many things right now, hence the lack of those posts)...basically it's just going to be a short jab at something thing I have an issue with...

Typically I wouldn't care about how a guy dresses, but I have a serious issue with men that wear earmuffs...Are you serious? You're a grown man and you have fuzzy round things on the sides of your head? And chances are they are some color like electric blue..This doesn't even scream gay because no self respecting gay man with any sort of fashion sense would wear earmuffs. And I'm specifically talking about the round ones, not the flat, sleek ones that are somewhat acceptable. I still wouldn't wear them, but at least they seem sporty. Honestly, unless your a ski bunny or under the age of 8 they shouldn't even make an earmuff for you. WTF were you thinking dude?

iPod Friday...

2008-02-29T10:20:00.003-05:00

Back to it this week after I was MIA last week due to car troubles...let's get it...

Get Your Ass Checked Out Before It's Too Late Turkeys

2008-02-28T08:22:00.004-05:00

So the other day I decided I should go in and get tested for VD. Since the Lady is about to move out and I’m going to be “out there” again I figured it was in my best interest to make sure nothing wrong was going on down there. As much as I hate being an adult, this was the right thing to do. So I go in for my appointment, the place is packed…I’m like Jeebus a lot of sex is going on these days. The most amazing part is all the girls waiting were hot, well not all, but at least 70% of them looked good. I guess the hot girls you see at bars and clubs aren’t as unattainable as I thought. That's a terrible assumption, but I'm a terrible person. Anywho…I fill out all my forms and I wait. I’m starting to get anxious because the last time I was tested they had to stick something which can only be described as a larger cotton swab into the hole at the top of my wang. It doesn’t hurt, but it’s the height of discomfort. Well, maybe not the height, I think needing to drop a deuce and not being able to get to a bathroom is probably worse, especially because you risk shitting your pants or a letting out some gas that can’t be covered up. So that feeling of discomfort is getting me nervous but the rest of the place is like a clubhouse. People are hanging with friends, chatting it up, some are even answering their cell phones. I’m sorry, that is the last place I’m picking up my phone. At that point I don’t have the focus to properly formulate a lie and remember the lie for a later convo. So my name gets called, and they ask me to pee in a cup…sure why not, I knock it out. Then I sit in the patient’s room. One person comes in, asks questions and she’s gone. Then the clinician comes in and asks what I want done. I tell her the basic shizz, no need to draw blood for the major shizz because I give blood regularly and I’m sure if there was a problem there the American Red Cross would have called me to tell me to stop donating. Also, I’ve had all my hepatitis vaccinations so I’m cool there too. Then they tell me the basic tests are done with urine now, no cotton swab in the wang! I’m thrilled! I would have done a dance if it had been appropriate. Anyway, the moral here is, getting your junk checked out ain’t so bad…

Girl Fights

2008-02-22T03:11:00.003-05:00

You know what's dumb, girl fights. I experienced my first real girl fight tonight with a bunch of friends of mine. Here's basically what happened. Drunk girl pushed her way through my crew...drunk girl came back and pushed her way through my crew again...drunk girl and her drunk girlfriend spill a drink on the female members of my crew...yelling ensues....then drunk girls proceed to dance and purposely bump into the female members of my crew...yelling begins...bouncers show up...girls get separated...and that's basically the girl fight...

Next time, rip someone's top off or at least accidentally make out...please...

Also, if you haven't noticed, I'm going to start listening the cologne I'm wearing that day....idk why...but I like to smell good...

Oooo..Ahhhh...Eeeee..Exercise...

2008-02-21T15:17:00.003-05:00

So I've been slacking, so I apologize to my three readers...anywho...for the last 6+ months I've been trying to convince myself to join a gym, but I just can't do it. I hate commitment of almost any kind (I got chewed out on Saturday night because I didn't respond to an Evite) so the idea of pledging $70+ a month for something I may not use regularly bothers me. It's not that I'm lazy, but 1) I'm not a morning person, I can't get up at 5:30am to go to the gym before work. 2) I have classes until 10pm two nights a week, no way I'm going to the gym at 10:30pm. 3) I need structure in a venture such as the gym. If I don't go everyday at a certain time it just won't happen. It's like if I do something out of order in my morning preparation, if I don't use a q-tip at a certain time, then I'll forget to put on my watch, which will lead to me not wearing cologne, which will lead to forgetting my company badge, etc...Right now, I'm so disparate to start working out, I'm looking for a new apartment in complexes that already have fitness centers in them, so 1) the fee is built into my rent and 2) I'm forced to walk by it everyday, twice a day at a minimum.

Anyway the other night I was walking to class, and it was a fairly mild night for the middle of February. It was probably about 40 degrees, and there were an abnormal about of people running that night. I guess all these running groups are just getting started so people can be in shape for Spring/Summer. Basically it seems like something where you run in a pack of people so that you're motivated/guilted into staying active. I'm not sure if there is a specific skill level to each group or what, but there were at least four of these groups running that night plus an assortment of singles and duos running. So then it hit me, the one thing that could seriously motivate me to exercise and specifically run, the female ass. If I joined one of these groups and just ran behind a girl that has a nice saddle I would never stop following her. Not trying to be a perv here, but honestly, some people run to get in shape, others to it to release stress, some do it because they like the outdoors, I like nice derrières so why shouldn't that help me get in better shape and achieve good health? This is like during a weakness into a strength...hmmmm...I'm actually starting to buy into my own lunacy...

iPod Friday

2008-02-15T08:06:00.003-05:00

Not traveling so I can actually post...side note: You know what just f's up my morning? After I get out of the shower, finish shaving and ready to leave the bathroom, I get a rumbling in my belly, the thrown is calling...so annoying cause after handling that business I completely lose the freshness just got from the shower...so I then have to hop back into the shower for a power wash to feel clean again...curse you unstable intestines...on to the music...

And as a bonus...this is the song I've been caught dancing to in my car to all week...I'm a sucker for old Def Jam beats...

San Fran Day 4 and a San Diego Weekend...

2008-02-11T15:56:00.001-05:00

The last day in San Fran was pretty sweet. I didn’t leave my hotel room until 6:30pm, by choice…I just figured I had work to do, so I’d stay in my room, knock out some work, field phone calls and help out my reps with any last minute data before their meetings. Seriously, that was my Thursday, how uneventful…. But then it was about time for the awards dinner, so I threw on my suit, decided it was going to be a Sean John Unforgivable evening and headed out. The first part of the night was pretty normal. Ate a decent meal, applauded all the people that won trips to a tremendous location, and talked shop with those at my table. Then the night was opened up to the full blown drinking and dancing. Some how my reputation after one night had already preceded me and people tried to get me out on the floor asap. I was in control for about 45min when someone decides it’s time to do shots…sambuka is the devil…literally, my mind is a blank slate after that, with minor shots of color in between. For example, I don’t know how we ended back at the Starlight there was a receipt in pocket from there. I vaguely remember telling my boss I thought she was hot. Who knows if anything else was said, but I figured it couldn’t have been too bad, I woke up in the morning, in my own bed, with my boxers on. And amazingly I was able to pack my suitcase prior to passing out.

I popped up at around 7am and had to get my hustle on to catch a cab for the next leg of my trip to San Diego. After the 2 and a half hour delay, I leave for SD and an hour later I’m in the sun man, it’s like 72 degrees and phenomenal. Just another reason why I don't don't why I’m still in Boston, gloom for 8 months a year versus sun 11 months a year. Anyway, we drop off my things and head out to a bar on the beach. I start my evening with hefeweizen and a beautiful sunset. We hit another bar for awhile, and then it’s off to this place called Johnny Devine’s for dancing…good times had there until 2am, when it’s impossible to catch a cab in San Diego. We end up walking around, running into some guy that claimed he played for the Chargers and then getting burritos. Finally a cab is available and it’s time to go back home. Then we start up Saturday for an international rugby tournament. I have never seen so many fun and crazy people. Especially the dudes from New Zealand and Kenya, they spoke to every cute girl, and jumped into every picture taken that day. After hours in the sun at Petco Park, we continued the night at this joint called Maloney’s in downtown. After about 4 hours there, we all decided it was time to get back to the coast. We got home, I passed out and woke up around 6:45am to catch my flight back to Boston.

The Lady picked me up, and was obviously displeased with me that I went to San Diego to hang out with a female friend. What she doesn’t get is that nothing has or will ever happen with this friend, and we spent basically every waking and sleeping minute with someone else around us too. But what can I do, I was able to take advantage of a free trip to San Fran and extend it out to see a good friend, who wouldn’t do that? I'm wearing about 4 hats with the Lady now, ex-bf, bf, friend, roommate, it's all f'ed up, and it's like every time I choose a hat to wear it's the wrong one. Sorta like our relationship in the first place. Anyway, I’m still tired on west coast time, but I’ll be back in the swing of things sooner than later…

San Fran Days 2 & 3

2008-02-07T11:25:00.000-05:00

So the last couple of days in San Fran have been good. Tuesday I had meetings the first half of the day. Just pretty much taking part in the whole rah rah of what sales people get into. The second half of the day, instead of going to break out meetings about stuff that has little to no bearing on my job, I came back up to my room and labored for hours trying to link up to our shared drive through the hotel's internet. It took my 3 hours to find the information I needed. Anyway, I had dinner with one of the regions that night and while the food was just okay, it was nice getting to know a lot of the reps. Good folks all around. After which, I met up with another region at another bar for a drink, which lead to joining up with yet another region and some home office people at this place called the Starlight Lounge, which sounds like a strip club imo. Anyway, I get there, get handed a drink and chat it up with some peeps while a decent 70's funk cover band plays...then it goes a little nuts...the band takes a break and hip hop comes on. Mass exodus to the dance floor. Now, I'm not one of pointing out the demographics of people, but let's say this, I'm almost 30, and I was either the youngest or second youngest person there. Also, I was the only minority there, and I don't mean only black person, I mean the only minority, no Latinos, no Asians, nada...which is fine, I'm used to that situation, especially in business. Anyway, I get pulled out there and I'm blown away. Idk what it is about 35+ white folks and being away from home, but these folks get loose. Peeps getting freaky in the club, literally flopping all over the place, grabbing things on other people...now it's the actions that were shocking, I see this all the time, but it's the fact that it was with coworkers out in the open that blows me away. So I got sick of this lack of coordination and broke out a few moves, and then stepped back, just to show these peeps what it's really all about. Mistake. After that, every chick in my company that was there was attempting to get me to dance with her...now we have some hot reps, but I my plan was to stay in control. I'm not going to be the subject of water cooler chatter the next day...so at 12:30 I had enough and stepped back to the hotel. Fun night, but sales peoples are wild...

Yesterday I started off the day with Eggs Benedict for room service, not the best I've had, but good nonetheless and headed down for our new CRM training session. That was 4 hours of my life wasted. Nothing else to say about that. Busted back to my room, did some quick work and headed out to Grand Prix racing. That shit is fun. These little carts reach speeds of 40-50mph and you're just flying around the track. It was all good time until this "track general" waved a yellow flag in front of me. According to the instructional video was saw prior to driving, yellow means slow down. Which I did, but the guy just stands in my way. Which lead me to driving over his foot. He yells and says "USE YOUR BRAKE!" Which I reply, "I'm not trying to fuck with you dude, what are you trying to tell me?!?!" See, a red flag is the universal flag for stop, not yellow. So why on Earth would I come to a complete stop without the red flag being out. So he decided to just put the flag over my face so I couldn't see. Thanks jackass...because you're color blind and can't tell yellow from red I look like a buffoon. Whatever, no worries...after the race we came back, I was sore from head to toe, that shit is a serious work out. I was totally dehydrated and my arms were jelly. So the rest of the day I chilled in the room. I fell asleep and work up to my phone vibrating. It's E Moneybags saying he's in my hotel and we're having dinner 45 mins early, which meant we were having dinner in 15 mins...I hopped up threw on some jeans which I love about San Fran, no place is too good not to allow jeans, and go down to the lobby. I see E Moneybags and L Boogie and yell out "FAMILY" inside a crowded lobby...but I was really happy to see them.

Dinner was great we caught up on our lives, the lives of friends, cracked jokes, ate a great meal at Scala's Bistro, which I highly recommend. Then they chilled up in my room for a few before taking back off to Fremont. Checked my phone after they left and office wife so to speak, I'll explain the office wife/husband in a future post, had texted me she was going to bed, and I didn't feel like going out either, so I called it a night...good times thus far in San Fran...tonight is the big award dinner though, i fear for my life...

San Fran: Day One

2008-02-05T00:51:00.000-05:00

So I'm on the West Coast this week for a business meeting and then visiting a friend. I wish I had more to say other than I'm really, really tired, considering it's just about 10pm here, which makes it nearly 1am EST. Not much to say about the city yet, I got into the airport around 3pm PST, came to the hotel, checked in and tried to do some work, then had a reception to go to, which involved drinking on an empty stomach. What I learned tonight, we have a ton of hot sales reps I need to get to know before Thursday night...also, I think a lot of people are gonna get rip shit this week...

Taking My Hat Off...

2008-02-03T23:12:00.000-05:00

Congrats to the New York Giants, their fans and all those that picked them to win tonight. Plain and simple, they were the best team on the field tonight. They didn't play the perfect game I thought they'd need to win, but they played the right game to win. They controlled the time of possession, converted on 3rd down, pressured the hell out of the Pats offensive line and Brady, and recovered all the loose balls. They played a great game....as for me, a fan of the Patriots...I'm deflated...I'm disappointed...regardless of the 18 wins during the season, the 1 loss will haunt me until next February...

Just Making It Official...

2008-02-03T15:39:00.000-05:00

Patriots 34, Giants 20...MVP: Tommy Brady, Long shot MVP: Kevin Faulk, 1st TD scored by the Pats: Wes Welker, Pats D picks off Eli 3 times...this is all for shits and giggles...

Side note: Watching the FOX pregame show...Sara Evans got body man...

"I Should Hook You Up With..."

2008-02-02T08:39:00.003-05:00

So now that I'm single so to speak, it's crazy the amount of attention I'm getting from people that have "the perfect girl" for me. Every time I tell someone, "Yeah, we broke up, the Lady is going to be moving out next month." I immediately hear things like, "You should meet my friend blah blah blah." Or, "We need to get the word out that you're on the market." That one actually happened at work, which really threw me off because I pretty much keep to myself on the job, due to the nature of what I do. But regardless, I'm like wtf? Firstly, I'm still living with the Lady, why on Earth would anyone want to set me up with a new girl when I can't even invite her over? Secondly, am I even capable of being in a relationship right now? The last thing I want to do after getting out of a relationship is have to "check in" with someone all the time. Thirdly, why is this happening now? Years ago, people would not be throwing poon in my face like this. I'm convinced age, money and success has a lot to do with it. Which is kinda f'ed up. I mean obviously dating an out of work, penniless, jerk with no drive or self-esteem isn't what anyone wants, but I'm the same guy I was 5 years ago for the most part. The only difference is now I make more money and have more education. I'm still a 5 year old at heart, just with more aches and pains.

The thing I'll be really pissed off about is when I'm ready to be out there is that the well will have gone dry. That hot chick my buddy's lady works with, she'll be smitten with someone else. Those cool girls I met through my female friends will have either moved away, gotten back with their ex's or are just plain crazy. Or somehow, I'll come off looking like an ass in my former relationship and then I'll be considered a jerk...it's lose-lose my friends...

iPod Friday....All Over the Place

2008-02-01T07:50:00.000-05:00

The iPod went nuts this morning, no idea how these all got played this morning, but I'm a big fan...

Just a Bad Night...

2008-01-29T00:13:00.001-05:00

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...

Get Your Ass Off Your Shoulders...

2008-01-27T00:24:00.000-05:00

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...

No Time for Fake Ones...

2008-01-24T18:34:00.000-05:00

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!

And this is why I stay in relationships…

2008-01-19T10:01:00.000-05:00

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.

iPod Friday and a bonus

2008-01-18T09:45:00.000-05:00

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...

Everything I Love: VPN Cards

2008-01-15T14:38:00.000-05:00

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.

iPod...No Wait...Wyclef Friday

2008-01-11T10:11:00.000-05:00

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...

Me..With a Social Schedule..WTF?

2008-01-10T15:58:00.000-05:00

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...