{Originally Posted on Myspace}
I did the first one about a year and a half ago. I wanted to revist that, so here are things I learned over the past year as 2007 closes...
If a cat crosses in front of your car...HIT IT!
Airbags hurt...alot.
Never underestimate the power of friends.
Streaking in January is never a good idea......
neither is 7 coronas before the fact......
or directly after
Fiding a Wii is like the search for the Holy Grail
Amazing things happen when you smash your LCD Screen
Cloudy pool water is gross!
When Mexicans ask, if you want bug spray...say YES!
Airport lay over suck
Slot machines are evil...so is High School Musical (1 and 2)
Never try to catch a flight less than an hour before departure
Never get a gay man and a Puerto Rican woman drunk at the same time..
No matter how much it hurts...always root for your team (Lets go Mets..ok and SU Football too)Squirrels are the fast breeding animal in Syracuse
Wine comes in plastic bottles!!!
Never ask a person how they got a new album (especailly if its not out yet)
I am in LOVE....with my snowblower
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Why I Hate Receptions
{Originally Posted on Myspace}
One thing I notice about being in a professional setting is that people leave and move around all the time. Someone always seems to leaving their job for greener pastures. So when things like these happen, there is always a reception to bid the person farewell. Plus there are the holiday parties with all the mingling crap. Let me preface all of this by saying that if you know me, then you know that I am an outgoing person. I like to laugh, joke, and generally socialize. But, I still hate receptions.
I went to this reception the other day for a former co-worker. I walk in, and I groan to myself because there are certain people I really don't want to talk to at this event. I hate small talk and I just don't want to create some with people that I don't really care to talk to. But, I am polite anyway. First thing I do is head for the food since the person I want to bid farewell to seems busy. Food was nasty...but whatever. So I wait my turn to talk to someone. I eat so I don't feel like a fool just standing there. I speak to the person and bid them well. At this point I am thinking, "Is it rude if I just leave now?" So I decide to stay.
I find some people that are nice to talk to and I move on. So, I finally see someone walk in that I can conversate with. We start a convo...and then this white woman (yes I went there) interrupts to speak to the guy I am talking to. As if I was not there. Ok, I just smile and eat some food and pretend to care about the convo. Eventually, I move on. So, I talk to another person and this time we are talking about work. I am in mid sentence when this old fucking white man (that I know from another area) looks at me, then interrupts by talking to this guy! WTF! I just walk away. Why do people do that? I swear, if I were to be like..."asshole I am talking" then I am a crazy Latino. So I just walk away. Later on the other guy I was talking apologizes...whatever man.
So there was a reception yesterday I went to. I totally interrupted these white ladies talking to the colleague the reception was intended for.
One thing I notice about being in a professional setting is that people leave and move around all the time. Someone always seems to leaving their job for greener pastures. So when things like these happen, there is always a reception to bid the person farewell. Plus there are the holiday parties with all the mingling crap. Let me preface all of this by saying that if you know me, then you know that I am an outgoing person. I like to laugh, joke, and generally socialize. But, I still hate receptions.
I went to this reception the other day for a former co-worker. I walk in, and I groan to myself because there are certain people I really don't want to talk to at this event. I hate small talk and I just don't want to create some with people that I don't really care to talk to. But, I am polite anyway. First thing I do is head for the food since the person I want to bid farewell to seems busy. Food was nasty...but whatever. So I wait my turn to talk to someone. I eat so I don't feel like a fool just standing there. I speak to the person and bid them well. At this point I am thinking, "Is it rude if I just leave now?" So I decide to stay.
I find some people that are nice to talk to and I move on. So, I finally see someone walk in that I can conversate with. We start a convo...and then this white woman (yes I went there) interrupts to speak to the guy I am talking to. As if I was not there. Ok, I just smile and eat some food and pretend to care about the convo. Eventually, I move on. So, I talk to another person and this time we are talking about work. I am in mid sentence when this old fucking white man (that I know from another area) looks at me, then interrupts by talking to this guy! WTF! I just walk away. Why do people do that? I swear, if I were to be like..."asshole I am talking" then I am a crazy Latino. So I just walk away. Later on the other guy I was talking apologizes...whatever man.
So there was a reception yesterday I went to. I totally interrupted these white ladies talking to the colleague the reception was intended for.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
I am Just Venting (at 1:30am)
{Originally Posted on Myspace}
I don't know what is wrong with me. I have sorta been in a bad mood for awhile. I haven't been able to pin point it, but I know there are several reason that may be the cause:
I work too much. I know that, but I love my job and it is very demanding even though I feel myself growing out of my current position there is just nothing out there for me at the moment. Ever get the feeling you are like one step of everyone else, but people think they are two steps ahead of you. That is how I feel at this point. Not to mention I have a midterm I haven't even begun to start. I will try not to mention how most of my co-workers seem to piss me off.
A colleague of mind died on Monday. 50 years old. Heart attack…I worked just as hard and just as much as he did. The man dies on his day off and the day before he is about to go on vacation to celebrate his wife's birthday. That is so fucked up. I was just working with him on Saturday.
Then I am the chair person of a Latino community organization. Sometimes I wonder why I even took that fucking job. I never seen so many people used to mediocrity.
I am just venting…
I don't know what is wrong with me. I have sorta been in a bad mood for awhile. I haven't been able to pin point it, but I know there are several reason that may be the cause:
I work too much. I know that, but I love my job and it is very demanding even though I feel myself growing out of my current position there is just nothing out there for me at the moment. Ever get the feeling you are like one step of everyone else, but people think they are two steps ahead of you. That is how I feel at this point. Not to mention I have a midterm I haven't even begun to start. I will try not to mention how most of my co-workers seem to piss me off.
A colleague of mind died on Monday. 50 years old. Heart attack…I worked just as hard and just as much as he did. The man dies on his day off and the day before he is about to go on vacation to celebrate his wife's birthday. That is so fucked up. I was just working with him on Saturday.
Then I am the chair person of a Latino community organization. Sometimes I wonder why I even took that fucking job. I never seen so many people used to mediocrity.
I am just venting…
Sunday, August 12, 2007
R.I.P. Rusty
{Originally Posted on Myspace}
It is been awhile since I last wrote anything. It has been a busy summer for me. Went on a cruise (pictures will be posted soon), been to NYC a few times, took care of 2 little girls for about a month…just to name a few things. The one thing that happened that was so unexpected was the death of my youngest dog, Rusty.
Rusty was a little over 4 years old and died of cancer. I have never seen an animal deteriorate so fast. We noticed the problem when we sent him to get groomed and had noticed large lumps around his throat. That weekend we had a fourth of July party and he was not as lively as we have become so accustomed to. When we saw the Vet, she confirmed what we had feared and gave him 3 weeks to a year. After giving us some medicine that would make him feel good we had to consider his fate.
The vet had also told us that with treatment we could prolong his life for maybe another few months to a year, but was very adamant that Lymphoma (the type of cancer he had) in dogs was incurable. Sure we could treat it but, that was a lot of money. The medicine she gave us was steroids that would shrink the lumps for a time and make him return to his old jolly self. Return to himself, he did. It was almost like a miracle, and it was like what the Vet said was a lie. Why would Rusty die?
Weeks pass and we don't notice anything. He is fine. Until, one night….he just stopped moving. He would move somewhat slowly, if we called. But I knew he would not make it passed the next day. That next day was a Friday (7/27) and we had to go to NYC to drop off the kids and to see my nephew Justin. I will never forget that morning. Rusty was delirious. He could barely walk. With tears in my eyes, I watch him collapse in the backyard as he struggled for air. I called the Vet, sure they can take him…for about $300 they will put him to sleep and bury him; oh yeah and for an extra charge they will us his ashes. One more thing...we can't bring him in until noon (it was 10am when I called). I had a bad feeling he would not make it. Not to mention the fact I needed to be on the road. I did call the animal hospital and while it was cheaper…they would not take him until noon.
When I looked over, I noticed that he made his way to a bush by the patio. He picked his spot. I knew that this is where he wanted to die. We did go to NYC and Maria, (a good friend) called me later to confirmed that he passed. I took care of things when we got back the following Sunday.
I created a Photo Album in his memory. I will miss him very much.
Rusty was a little over 4 years old and died of cancer. I have never seen an animal deteriorate so fast. We noticed the problem when we sent him to get groomed and had noticed large lumps around his throat. That weekend we had a fourth of July party and he was not as lively as we have become so accustomed to. When we saw the Vet, she confirmed what we had feared and gave him 3 weeks to a year. After giving us some medicine that would make him feel good we had to consider his fate.
The vet had also told us that with treatment we could prolong his life for maybe another few months to a year, but was very adamant that Lymphoma (the type of cancer he had) in dogs was incurable. Sure we could treat it but, that was a lot of money. The medicine she gave us was steroids that would shrink the lumps for a time and make him return to his old jolly self. Return to himself, he did. It was almost like a miracle, and it was like what the Vet said was a lie. Why would Rusty die?
Weeks pass and we don't notice anything. He is fine. Until, one night….he just stopped moving. He would move somewhat slowly, if we called. But I knew he would not make it passed the next day. That next day was a Friday (7/27) and we had to go to NYC to drop off the kids and to see my nephew Justin. I will never forget that morning. Rusty was delirious. He could barely walk. With tears in my eyes, I watch him collapse in the backyard as he struggled for air. I called the Vet, sure they can take him…for about $300 they will put him to sleep and bury him; oh yeah and for an extra charge they will us his ashes. One more thing...we can't bring him in until noon (it was 10am when I called). I had a bad feeling he would not make it. Not to mention the fact I needed to be on the road. I did call the animal hospital and while it was cheaper…they would not take him until noon.
When I looked over, I noticed that he made his way to a bush by the patio. He picked his spot. I knew that this is where he wanted to die. We did go to NYC and Maria, (a good friend) called me later to confirmed that he passed. I took care of things when we got back the following Sunday.
I created a Photo Album in his memory. I will miss him very much.
{Editor's Note: It is still very hard to read this story and I archived this one 2/5/09}
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Imus...The Answer to my own Question
{Originally Posted on Myspace}
I wanted to write an answer awhile ago, but with my busy life and the Virginia Tech tragedy, I have been preoccupied. The question that was posed a few weeks ago: Is free spreech the right of everyone except white people?
Well, let me preface this by saying the Bill of Rights were created by the founding fathers of this country that sought political freedom from England. During their time, if you spoke badly against the King you were in danger of losing your life. So they wanted to create a society where anyone can say anything without getting prosecuted by the government.
With that being said, free speech is the right of everyone. Imus has the right to say whatever he wants. He will NEVER see any jail time because of it. However, when you work for a company that produces a public good, then you will be judged in the court of public opinion. When you work for a company, you are representing them. So, free speech doesnt protect you. We all operate with a code of conduct that each company expects us to abide by. In the end it was money that spoke the loudest becuase it was the Advertisers that were threatening CBS to pull the plug or they will pull out.
The simple fact is that this society was built on the back of African Slaves, on the land of Native Americans, and is railroads made by Asain Migrants. So, it is about time we check people, ALL people, on the things they say.
I wanted to write an answer awhile ago, but with my busy life and the Virginia Tech tragedy, I have been preoccupied. The question that was posed a few weeks ago: Is free spreech the right of everyone except white people?
Well, let me preface this by saying the Bill of Rights were created by the founding fathers of this country that sought political freedom from England. During their time, if you spoke badly against the King you were in danger of losing your life. So they wanted to create a society where anyone can say anything without getting prosecuted by the government.
With that being said, free speech is the right of everyone. Imus has the right to say whatever he wants. He will NEVER see any jail time because of it. However, when you work for a company that produces a public good, then you will be judged in the court of public opinion. When you work for a company, you are representing them. So, free speech doesnt protect you. We all operate with a code of conduct that each company expects us to abide by. In the end it was money that spoke the loudest becuase it was the Advertisers that were threatening CBS to pull the plug or they will pull out.
The simple fact is that this society was built on the back of African Slaves, on the land of Native Americans, and is railroads made by Asain Migrants. So, it is about time we check people, ALL people, on the things they say.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Don Imus! Yeah, I am tired of it too, but...
{Originally Posted on Myspace}
I was watching the Today show and Matt Lauer asked a question that was emailed to him. I found it distrubing but, I really want to know what other people think of it. (I attached the link to the intervew)
Is free spreech the right of everyone except white people?
The fact that someone could honestly ask this question, shows alot about how they feel about being able to say anything. I would like to know what you all think about this. I havent fully gotten my thoughts together, but I will and then I will answer this question myself. Please let me know what you think.
http://video.msn.com/v/us/msnbc.htm?g=960b6547-89fa-49bd-b5af-88f8f270939f&f=00&fg=
I was watching the Today show and Matt Lauer asked a question that was emailed to him. I found it distrubing but, I really want to know what other people think of it. (I attached the link to the intervew)
Is free spreech the right of everyone except white people?
The fact that someone could honestly ask this question, shows alot about how they feel about being able to say anything. I would like to know what you all think about this. I havent fully gotten my thoughts together, but I will and then I will answer this question myself. Please let me know what you think.
http://video.msn.com/v/us/msnbc.htm?g=960b6547-89fa-49bd-b5af-88f8f270939f&f=00&fg=
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Snow Dayz
{Originally Posted on Myspace}
I was so tight this morning. First I want to mention that since I have bought a snow blower 2 years ago it has snowed a total of 5 times until about 2 weeks ago. Of course, 3 weeks ago, my garage door broke and I cannot open it. Which for those you who are housless means I cannot get my snow blower out...or my car in! ( I used to laugh at people who had to clean off their car everyday...I hate karma sometimes). The snow hasn't been that bad, yet. So, I plan on testing the fates and getting the door fixed. If it stops snowing after that...lord help me.
Back the reason I was mad. I am driving to work, and of course it is snowing. I normally do not drive fast in the snow becuase I have a Toyota Echo and when I am on a hill or in the snow, I am pretty much going nowhere fast. So this black lady in her ugly ass Lexus (yes, i am hating), cuts me off!!! I had to bite my finger to stop all the things I want to say about her and her body parts falling off. Well, I did say something, but this is a family show.
Sigh...what is this word coming to? A woman, a black man, and a latino man are all running for president. I mean I think it is great, but shit who will I vote for. I am too used to white men running this country. I think white people are scared...and if you dont believe me, look at all the shows or movies that have black presidents in them.
First example...the movie Deep Impact. Morgan Freeman was president. Can anyone tell me what happened? A @&#!ing asteroid its the earth! What kind of shit is that????
Second example...the television show 24. There is a black president, Wayne Palmer. In episode 4 of THIS season, a nuclear bomb goes off in California! WTF???
Remember when Bush campaigned 3 years ago, he said that if we dont vote for him we would get hit with all these terrorist attacks. Imagine what Obama's opponent will say??? Vote for blackie and we will all die in a hellstorm of Metors and Nuclear Explosions...damn.
Oh, Happy Birthday Jose...(dont mean to be mad on your day...ha ha ha)
I was so tight this morning. First I want to mention that since I have bought a snow blower 2 years ago it has snowed a total of 5 times until about 2 weeks ago. Of course, 3 weeks ago, my garage door broke and I cannot open it. Which for those you who are housless means I cannot get my snow blower out...or my car in! ( I used to laugh at people who had to clean off their car everyday...I hate karma sometimes). The snow hasn't been that bad, yet. So, I plan on testing the fates and getting the door fixed. If it stops snowing after that...lord help me.
Back the reason I was mad. I am driving to work, and of course it is snowing. I normally do not drive fast in the snow becuase I have a Toyota Echo and when I am on a hill or in the snow, I am pretty much going nowhere fast. So this black lady in her ugly ass Lexus (yes, i am hating), cuts me off!!! I had to bite my finger to stop all the things I want to say about her and her body parts falling off. Well, I did say something, but this is a family show.
Sigh...what is this word coming to? A woman, a black man, and a latino man are all running for president. I mean I think it is great, but shit who will I vote for. I am too used to white men running this country. I think white people are scared...and if you dont believe me, look at all the shows or movies that have black presidents in them.
First example...the movie Deep Impact. Morgan Freeman was president. Can anyone tell me what happened? A @&#!ing asteroid its the earth! What kind of shit is that????
Second example...the television show 24. There is a black president, Wayne Palmer. In episode 4 of THIS season, a nuclear bomb goes off in California! WTF???
Remember when Bush campaigned 3 years ago, he said that if we dont vote for him we would get hit with all these terrorist attacks. Imagine what Obama's opponent will say??? Vote for blackie and we will all die in a hellstorm of Metors and Nuclear Explosions...damn.
Oh, Happy Birthday Jose...(dont mean to be mad on your day...ha ha ha)
Monday, January 22, 2007
Ramblings...
{Originally Posted on Myspace}
Basketball…that is all I can say. 2006 is over and it time for a change for me. I have joined the YMCA and it is a healthier living for me. I am glad Josie and I have done this. With her diet I am eating better. However…Oreos are evil. I love them. I don't think that Eve gave Adam an apple; she gave him a double stuffed mint Oreo. It did not take long to gain my endurance, but damn, these kids are young and the older people are built like a brick shithouse. But, I maintain. I am not as good as I used to be, but I am playing for the exercise.
American Idol has started and while I don't really follow it as much as I used to I have to admit I love the auditions. I enjoy the rudeness of the judges. Shit, if you suck then you suck. Well Kenneth Briggs...this kid sang like crap and Simon said he looks like a monkey and um…he does.
You be the judge. http://www.realitytvmagazine.com/blog/images/bushbaby_idol.jpg
So of course he is on The Today Show wining about how Simon disrespected him. So he says that in all the seasons he has watched American Idol, he has never seen Simon attack someone personally. What??? Were watching the same show? He called Frenchie Davis fat. So yadda yadda, he is personally offended. You can't tell me no one in Seattle called his ass a monkey. Lord knows if he lived in NYC, he would be working at the Bronx Zoo (yeah I said it).
Go see Dreamgirls. You will not be disappointed. I have never been into musicals. I can tolerate Grease and Westside Story is the bomb, but this movie is off the hook.
Winter is here. Let me tell what pisses me off…people with SUVs. The big ass trucks that people drive because they think it will just plow threw snow. Well I drive a small car that gets me from point A to point B. I had this lady the other morning stare me down because I was driving to slow for her. I guess the snow falling had no effect on her Batmobile. I am noticing I am suffering from an acute case of road sarcasm. I wouldn't call it rage, like my dear wife has. I like to slow down when people are tailgating. Then, I may say something like…"I hope your balls fall off." You don't want to know a substitute when it is a woman driver…
Finally, my New Years Party was good. I have plenty of blackmail pics that I have no intention on publishing. But, I do have plenty of liquor left over. People left at 5 am!!! Damn.
Basketball…that is all I can say. 2006 is over and it time for a change for me. I have joined the YMCA and it is a healthier living for me. I am glad Josie and I have done this. With her diet I am eating better. However…Oreos are evil. I love them. I don't think that Eve gave Adam an apple; she gave him a double stuffed mint Oreo. It did not take long to gain my endurance, but damn, these kids are young and the older people are built like a brick shithouse. But, I maintain. I am not as good as I used to be, but I am playing for the exercise.
American Idol has started and while I don't really follow it as much as I used to I have to admit I love the auditions. I enjoy the rudeness of the judges. Shit, if you suck then you suck. Well Kenneth Briggs...this kid sang like crap and Simon said he looks like a monkey and um…he does.
You be the judge. http://www.realitytvmagazine.com/blog/images/bushbaby_idol.jpg
So of course he is on The Today Show wining about how Simon disrespected him. So he says that in all the seasons he has watched American Idol, he has never seen Simon attack someone personally. What??? Were watching the same show? He called Frenchie Davis fat. So yadda yadda, he is personally offended. You can't tell me no one in Seattle called his ass a monkey. Lord knows if he lived in NYC, he would be working at the Bronx Zoo (yeah I said it).
Go see Dreamgirls. You will not be disappointed. I have never been into musicals. I can tolerate Grease and Westside Story is the bomb, but this movie is off the hook.
Winter is here. Let me tell what pisses me off…people with SUVs. The big ass trucks that people drive because they think it will just plow threw snow. Well I drive a small car that gets me from point A to point B. I had this lady the other morning stare me down because I was driving to slow for her. I guess the snow falling had no effect on her Batmobile. I am noticing I am suffering from an acute case of road sarcasm. I wouldn't call it rage, like my dear wife has. I like to slow down when people are tailgating. Then, I may say something like…"I hope your balls fall off." You don't want to know a substitute when it is a woman driver…
Finally, my New Years Party was good. I have plenty of blackmail pics that I have no intention on publishing. But, I do have plenty of liquor left over. People left at 5 am!!! Damn.
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