Happy 50th Birthday Michael Jackson!!!

I'm not much a huge fan of Michael Jackson. Mainly because he looks down right freaky and alien looking. BUT - I am a fan of his Thriller music video. I grew up in the 80's so seeing it was just so awesome. It brings back memories of me being scared of zombies and crap. Wow! I can't believe he's 50! That's like almost my mom's age. Pretty trippy. Anyway, to celebrate his birthday an organization called Sunday Streets SF will be doing the Thriller dance routine beginning noon today at the Justin Herman Plaza in San Francisco. Supposedly, they are going to imitate that infamous video footage from that jail at Cebu, Philippines. If you don't recall, I've attached a YouTube clip for your convenience. Too bad I'm stuck here in San Mateo. I want to see! I wonder if it's really going to happen. Sounds like fun!

Vow for Spontaneity

Don't you hate when you plan things way ahead of time and then when that time finally arrives...BOOM! Something came up! And the problem is that it's nobody's fault. Don't worry, I'm not trying to play the blame game. I'm fed up with it! Unless there's a dollar price attached to the prior engagement, I'm no longer going to plan something in advance! Just like I'm vowing to keep my virginity until the day I wed, I want to vow Spontaneity. SIKE! No, really, the second part is like totally true. I'm not even gonna try to plan the next time I become spontaneous. To be honest with you, it's like killing me inside right this very moment. LOL! OK, OK, I won't. Maybe at least try to be spontaneous once a month. Wait!! NO! No more planning it out. Ugh! I hate myself sometimes..... C'mon now...it's much funner that way, too! You know, to be spontaneous, remember? I usually have the bestest time ever! Friends (especially Gin & Jason) - I might one day just be so impulsive that I might just pay you a surprise visit! Tadaaaaaaaa! I'm at your front door step! Open up damnit and let's kick it! As much as I'd love to, I can't tell you when though, k? Remember? I'm attempting to be more spontaneous. Don't you love the suspense? Hehe!

3 More Days until Race Day

Am I ready? Uhh, NOPE! But a committment is a committment. This Sunday, I'll be a virtual runner participating in the Nike+ Human Race 10K. The charity I chose to run for is the Lance Armstrong Foundation. (BTW - If any of you want a yellow bracelet, I have like a hundred of them! Hit me up!) It's been a while since I actually jogged or ran. LOL! No worries. I'm confident about it. If I can do a Half Marathon, I can do a 10K. I'm kind of pissed though. I registered for this run MONTHS ago, right? So this morning, I log into the Nike+ website and find out...... WTF! They have been selling tees specifically for this event online. I know it's too late to order via the web so I'm in a rush to get one. I'm really hoping NikeTown in S.F. or Nike Women in San Jose has it. I have to wait an hour for the stores to open. Uhhh! The anticipation. Please be available, please be available! I want to look cute that day...

"TABO" List Accomplishment - Edition #1

All but Item 1.) have not been previously listed in my Tabo List. They were pretty random, but at the same time I'm proud of so I'm sharing them with you. 1.) Yellow Belt Test: YAY! I'm one step closer in achieving my Black Belt in Kenpo. As Wowowee would say, "Hep, Hep - HOORAY!". I'm kind of stressing though. My test for my next belt ranking is the same night I'm hosting bare-faced.com's fundraiser event - Friday, September 5th. Crap! Guess, I'll be cutting it real close. I'm still oh sooo excited =D 2.) I met and befriended my son's best friend's mother at school (finally). She's El Salvadorian and is really, really sweet. Normally, I'm a bit skeptical about meeting mothers at EJ's school. Let's just say his school is like on border line Hillsborough territory. Lots of soccer-plastic-overachieverness-competitive-ballerific like moms. Enough said. Anyway, we exchanged numbers and I offered to pick up and drop Eric (her son EJ's best friend) off at home in the afternoon immediately after she told me that she pays a friend $5 a day to do the task. WTF? What type of friend is that? I, for sure hope I never meet someone that requires I pay a fee for their friendship services. Totally wrong! 3.) I'm currently in the process of cleaning my cubicle right now. I'll be working late, but I can't wait to see the look of all my co-workers' face when they finally see the cherry wood surface! No more white paper work piling up to the ceiling!! Pics will be posted tomorrow. Yay for me! What can I say? I work well under pressure =) Actually, I received an email specifically targeted at me this afternoon from my boss' boss. Ooops!

"Could you please tidy up your workstation in case the potential investors come down tomorrow? Thank you very much."

Inappropriate You Think?

I'm still apartment hunting for my Lola. I find a nice looking 2 bedroom/1 bath triplex unit for rent in San Mateo. $1,475 - not bad, right? So, I called him yesterday. The landlord/owner's name is Joe and I call his cell phone. He seemed really polite and pleasant on the phone. I went ahead and schedule a time to view the place [Today @ 6pm]. When we were about to hang up, he says "See you then, Sweetie". I'm like WTF? So I told my mom that I made an appointment and brought up that he called me 'sweetie'. Tell me why did my mom say - "Share, just work your charm with him, we really need a place right away." I'm like WTF (2x)! Cause...having a mother that promotes sexual harassment. Can I say - AWKWARD! So I called a few minutes ago to confirm - this time this mother humper calls me 'sweetheart'. WTF (3x)! Is this really appropriate? 'Which apartment are you inquiring about, sweetheart?" Then, later on goes, "I'll see you at 6pm, sweetheart". Ugh! Of course, I can't really say anything back or cuss at him cause hello! Rent is ridiculously cheap and it's looks like a fairly decent sized place and is located conveniently in San Mateo. Am I trippin' out?

OH Crrrrrrrrap

Remember how I was supposed to clean my cubicle over the weekend? Umm, well, obviously that didn't happen. I decided to postpone my clean-up to Labor Day weekend since I won't be attending the Rib Cook Off in Sparks, Nevada [sigh]. Anyhow, this morning I get an email from someone in our company addressing to all of us here at the home office that some German Investors and potential JV (Joint Venture) partners will be visiting us this week, Thursday between 1:00pm - 2:00pm. Immediately I say aloud "Oh Crrrrrap! F**k me Now!" I know the email was specifically targeted at me. Everyone thinks so... Great, just great. I hate the feeling of being rushed but right now I have no choice but to clean up this pig sty cubicle of mine ASAP! Boo to me!

He's Coming Home Tonight...

Yay, my #1 man is coming back home. So excited that I may just buy that hoodie, he's been begging for. Total Mama Boy, right? So the f**k what! HEHE. I'm kind of questioning my soon to be 10 year old son's sense of style though... This is what he's been begging for. A fricken $69 Volcom hoodie. Can I say expensive for a boy's jacket?! And what's so darn weird is that it literally zips all the way up to your head. Can someone tell me what the point of that is? I hope he's not wanting to rob a store or something! Boys will be boys, I guess. He's starting to get just a little bit of high maintenance for me now. What. Is Old Navy not good enough for you anymore?

Bad Influences

You know how you have people in your life that bring out the best in you? There are also people that bring out the WORST in you which are usually referred to as bad influences. But as a clarification, when someone is a bad influence, it doesn't necessarily mean that that particular person is bad. There's just this feeling when I'm surrounded by such an individual that I feel invincible and dominant. It's a thrilling feeling because whatever I do or say, doesn't seem to phase that person. Anything and everything I do is tolerable. It's very unfortunate because that the respect between one another flies out the window. While I'm trying to reevaluate my actions, I wonder why does this happen to me? Why do I do this when I know it's wrong? What shall I do if I run into another situation as this one? Maybe I like that rush of being a rebel or more rather a bitch! Or maybe I just DON'T feel like being myself at that moment in time. Or maybe...just maybe it's because not so very often, I get my say with things. Am I just bored? Is it normal? I don't like feeling selfish, but I admit I can be. My attitude is really day and night. How do I fix that so I don't do it again? Should one avoid the bad influence and move on OR is the situation fixable? I seriously need to put myself in check. If no one can put me in my place...it's all on me. I'm only human and will eventually commit mistakes throughout my lifetime. Until then, I will continue to be a work in progress as I try to do the best thing for me and others around me by ridding away of my evil guilty conscience.

Lefty - NOW Accepting Applications

It can get extremely lonely during the whole soul mate search process. For some, it can be right in front of your face. For others, they undergo many different challenges and obstacles. And sadly, there are even those that aren't as fortunate and miss that opportunity within their lifetime. Only dude up above will determine when I'm destined to find my 'Lefty'. But, who knows if that will really happen though...Aaah knowing the unknown can be mind boggling. In the meantime, I'm now accepting applications (NOT in the form of writing, of course) for my 'Lefty'. I'm not sure what I'm looking for at the moment but I'm sure the perfect 'Lefty' is out there (hopefully within a 50 mile radius)...somewhere. I will try not to be as oblivious, ignorant, nor inattentive. I promise to be more patient, serendipitous, and open-minded. I can't always rely on fate even though I'm a true believer. Hopefully, my estimated wait time will turn to nonexistent. Here's to wishful thinking :) - [cheers!]

Missing My Lil Turtle [sigh]

His Daddy is getting married this weekend. Hence, a lonely mother without her son for 6 days and still counting. Boo! Thank goodness I have my two nieces to keep me occupied. We played 'Platform Diving' last night at my sister's house on her staircase. Pretty obvious the Beijing Olympics were on, right? We each took turns. Can I say No Life? LOL! Good times! "Perfect 10!" goes to Janelle and Caitlin. Caitlin rocked with her 3.9 difficulty (diving from the 3rd step - LOL!).

Vegas Trip Pics 08/2008

Courtesy of Janice....Thx! Eh-Hem, Joh....where's yours?? I'm still waiting chica! Hehe

"Clean Up, Clean Up..."

"...Everybody, Everywhere..." <-----Thanks to my purple dinosaur, Barney

Check out my cubicle. Ain't it horrific?! I'm constantly being made fun of at the office. It's time to clean up this weekend. Yes, I have no time during my normal work schedule to do the filing & organizing of my working area. Pretty sad... I'm in desperate need of some assistance. This is way too overwhelming for just one person to do in 1 Day. Help Wanted! If you have prior experience in filing, alphabetizing, organizing paperwork in numerical order, staple & 3-hole punch operation then you are the right candidate for this job. I offer benefits such as, band-aids for paper cuts and musical entertainment (courtesy of 106.1 KMEL). Compensation will also include FREE parking & lunch at Mr. Pickles. If you are interested, please submit me your qualifications along with a cover letter to share122@gmail.com. Looking forward to hearing from you soon! Regards!

1 Minute Men

Don't worry dudes, I'm not here to clown... You've heard of Missy Elliott's song, 1 Minute Man right? Well I think there are times when that's all you need. Missy - What if I want a 1 minute man? There's really nothing wrong with that. Sometimes, it can be a compliment if the job gets done right. With busy work schedules and all, it's usually the perfect way to get laid. Wham Bam Thank You Ma'an!! It can be quite an adrenaline rush, too! Forget the foreplay and just get it done and over with already. I guess if both partners accomplish what needs to be accomplished then it's all good. That's all that matters anyways, correct? Word of advice to all the men AND women - More variety, less redundancy!

Save the Date: 09.05.08

Another event presented by bare-faced.com. I apologize - our website is in the middle of some reconstruction so don't check it. It's still the 'old' version. Sorry for the inconvenience. Hehe!

Wedding Crashers weekend

On Saturday, I was hanging out with my friend from the Darkside, Roland. We ended up watching Wedding Crashers. Funny movie. On Sunday, I did it! I crashed a wedding. Well, not necessarily....it just sounded nice to say since it was the theme of my weekend. BUT technically, I did since I wasn't exactly invited to the wedding. My girlfriend, Ginger's fiance had to work so I was her last minute back up date. I love and hate weddings: I love seeing people in love and so into each other (minus the PDA - their wedding of course, is an exception). I love hearing the short story version of their love life. I love that feeling of anticipation - maybe one day, I'll get to experience this special day when two become one with others that are close to me. I love to imagine and dream how my wedding would be like. I hate being the one to be called out to the dance floor for the the bouquet toss. I hate how I can't be on point and experience that feeling of being on Cloud 9. I hate having the feelings of jealousy and envy seeing the bride & groom so happy. I hate being the bridesmaid and never the bride. If you don't know me by now, I'm a constant dreamer... I dream that one day I get to experience love at first sight like Owen Wilson's character. BUT if dude up in the clouds says that's not meant for me then....in that case - I dream that one day I get to experience true love by accident like Vince Vaughn's character. Either one, I'll be happy with. If I ever get lucky - I dream for my hubby to sing Adam Sandler's song, Grow Old With You from the Wedding Singer soundtrack. That's all I want in this world - love full of simplicity.

Mugicha / Boricha

After being sidetracked for so many weeks, I've finally found it! Last week, I went to Suruki market in search of my ever so delicious barley tea. It's too bad that it only comes in tea bags for a quart/liter serving. Now I got to find a nice looking tea pot for work!

ploomy is not a porn site!

Congrats to Grrr for getting the definition of Ploomy correct. Talk about geek status. He even understood my 'foreign to everyone but share-bare' lingo when I was trying to explain. Hardly anyone understands me these days. I'm like both a U.S. citizen and an illegal alien. He gets a star! I decided to sport my Ploomy shirt yesterday at the race track. I got ALOT of questions full of curiousity from fellow co-workers. I guess I'm promoting it pretty well. Pat on share-bare's back! (tank yah brrr much! i try...) Anyway, JayJay and I arrived at Bay Meadows around the same time. We walked through the admission gates at the same time. An old man was handing out the programs. He gave us each one, looks at me and was like, 'So what's Ploomy?'. I was too lazy to explain to him....he didn't even look internet savvy. It would have been a waste of my breath. I just said, oh it's just a men's website. JayJay interrupts and says, 'It's actually a porn site.' I corrected JayJay immediately. Hell no was I trying to promote a porn site. I don't think so. Big Whatevs in the sky! As we were walking away, he was all 'Are you in it?!' What a prick! LOL! I felt so violated and humiliated....JayJay laughed. He's outdone me once again! Darnit all! Old nasty dude must have took JayJay seriously. Pretty sad. Old man tryin' to holler. Man Oh Man. I got a lot of different reactions. For women, I kind of got a weird stared me down for wearing a shirt from a 'men only' website. As for the men, they were quite intrigued. Well hopefully Ploomy got a few more hits than usual yesterday. What matters most is that I accomplished my good deed of the day. =)

share-bare's ranDUMB Moment #5

QUICK - What's Obama's last name? If you still don't know then we're in the same boat. A couple weeks ago, Jason asked me this question while I was helping to build a home for Peninsula Habitat for Humanity. I paused for a while. With a hammer in my right hand, I looked up into the invisible air and was left pondering for more than a minute. Good question, I thought. I don't know! Crap! The first thing that came to mind was Bin Laden. Simply because Obama rhymed with Osama. I was all, I know Clinton is Hillary. Why couldn't he asked me that? Darnit all. If you realized this was a trick question, then I applaud you. You are in fact smarter than a 5th grader AND me, of course. Good Job! It took me a good half hour or so to realize that I was a fool. Obama IS is his last name. Barrack is his first name! To top that, JayJay put me on blast in front of all of my other co-workers. I've done it again. Just for that, I don't think I should even be allowed to vote during this Presidential Election. Besides, I was so gunning for Clinton. I'm over the Obama craze. I'm sick of seeing him on T.V. I swear, I'm about to convert to a Republican.

"My name is share-bare and I approve this message."

Farewell to Bay Meadows

Yesterday, my work's annual picnic was held where I spend most of my childhood - Bay Meadows Race track. LOL. Seriously. My dad was a serious gambler. That was probably one of the reasons why my parents divorced. My dad would drag us there practically every weekend. Oh the memories! I love to reminisce. I remember how men would get their shoes shined in between races. I remember the smell of beer and cigars at the bar where there were constant cheering. I remember how the floors were covered with bet vouchers and scantrons. I remember how the programs were used as noise makers. I remember how men would fold and stuff the programs behind their back pant pockets. I remember how my dad would ask us kids to pick a horse for good luck (i think). I remember going to the stable and seeing the horses before each race. Aah the wonderful smell of hay and dung! I remember how we would always wander off to the playground with no adult supervision. I remember the free giveaways during admission. Anyway, during our company outing I was approached by some very sad news. Bay Meadows' last day of operation will be this coming Sunday. Sad, right? All those memories will be torn down to build new home communities, schools, and business. Like we don't have enough of those already right? Hillsdale will just be the congestion capital of San Mateo. Truly sad. 74 years of memories down the drain. That's why this Saturday, I will attending the races for the last time in my life. How dramatic right? My dad must be hella pissed off in heaven. It's OK Dad...I'll bring you a final Bay Meadows souvenir on Sunday. Just hope the deers down eat it!

FACEBOOK be Hatin'

So I log into Facebook today to view my Inbox. I usually ignore the ads that are posted on the left column of my profile page. But What the Heck!? Right below my applications icon lists there is this ad with a big red broken heart that says 29 and alone again?

First of all, how the hell did they know my age? Is it plain coincidence. Anyway, why does Facebook have to call me out like that. Hella making it seem that I'm all sad, depressed , and alone at age 29. NO, I'M NOT! I'm quite content being a single woman. That was just so uncalled for. These ads are getting way too ridiculous. Like really! What kind of message are they trying to send?! Single Status = Unhappiness? Hmmmm...I don't think so. Ugh! Are we supposed to always be in a relationship? I guess I'll be bitter for a quick second. Maybe just until lunch time. Food always comforts and cures my bad moods. Plus, our company will be heading out to the horse races this afternoon. Bay Meadows here I come. Wish me luck! I still have my $81 voucher I saved from last year. That makes it $181 to gamble away. Let's hope I triple that!

Very Small & Freaky World We Live In...

I was too busy watching the Olympics last night and missed the 10'oclock news on NBC11. Fortunately, my co-worker Jason filled me in this morning. He forwarded me a link to some local headline story. A South Bay teacher accused of soliciting a 13 yr. old online was arrested Tuesday night. Crazy, right? He set up to meet this 13 yr. old girl somewhere in Santa Cruz. Stupid dude didn't realize that he initiated the online chat with an undercover cop. Moded! What a dumb a$$. Anyway, this morning I discover that I know someone that dated this idiot in high school. Poor chick. Luckily, she got out of the relationship in time (like a long long long time ago). Can I say freaky? Such a small world we all live in... [sigh] Well at least there's proof that our tax dollars are hard at work trying to find and put these sickening perverts away where they belong. Leave our kids alone!

Lake Tahoe Getaway Weekend

Good Times...Good Times!! It was not much of an action packed weekend. It was just chill - the way I like it. Last Friday, we drove up to South Lake Tahoe. The scenic drive was beautiful.

My niece, Caitlin was anxious to see the beach during our 3 hour drive. My other niece, Janelle got car sick. Highway 50 can do that to you! My son, EJ and my sister, Mary Anne played the rock contest 1 hour prior to arrival.

"Big Rock Mine!"

We were the first to arrive at the magnificent cabin. Thank you Bernadette!

Janelle got sick but we got hungry. Before picking up some grub, I decided to take EJ and Caitlin to the Pope beach to get a preview of what we were to expect the day after.

Saw a cute Ice Cream parlor right on the highway which created major traffic due to the pedestrians crossing the this 2 lane highway. It was a short visit cause we were all hungry. I decided to browse Lake Tahoe Blvd. Found a hole in a wall burger joint called, Snowflake Drive-In (cute name, I know!) to the left. Busted a U-turn and tried this place out. Ordered 2 Tahoe Burgers (locals favorite supposedly) with curly fries and 3 Corn Dog meals for the kids. Yummy! Friday was pretty kick it. Just waiting for the rest of the family to arrive. By 6pm most of us were all in. Next - PLAY Wii! YAY!

For Saturday morning, we had french toast, bacon, sausage, and sininag (sp?). Here's a pic of Jen making her infamous french toast. Total Yummy!

We then headed off to Camp Richardson. I got kind of tanned but it wasn't good enough. I don't think Lake Tahoe sun loves me as much as Waikiki Beach sun. I guess I got to wait until late October[sigh]. After a few hours of sun bathing and taking a quick dip in the cold lake water, we headed back to the cabin. Everyone pretty much showered up, chilled, munched on snacks, and napped it until it was tine for dinner. Nate grilled up some Korean BBQ. Yummy 2x!

Afterwards, we played a little more of Wii and then decided to change it up. Let's play Killer everyone! It was so fun. I always take this game seriously. I'm oh so competitive. Watch out now! I'm also a really really REALLY bad liar. It was fun! Cousin, Reynier made Game 3 or 4 hilarious! He got so nervous when he drew out the Killer card that he literally had to take a deuce! THEN Janelle had a bloody nose and the girls thought Irene (Janelle's mom) panicked because she saw a creepy crawler. All the girls screamed and jumped onto one couch piling up on one another. Talk about messed up. Poor 4 year old Janelle thought she turned into a monster which was why the girls steered clear away from her. When Irene brought her into the master bedroom to clean her up, she got so concerned and cried out, "Mommy, everyone thinks I'm a monster!!" Too cute and too sad at the same time. The girls felt so guilty. They decided to all line up in front of Janelle to apologize and give her a hug. OH d-d-dear.

The next morning, us cousins woke up to the smell of good grub cooked by the adults (can I still say that if I'm 29?). Adults - referring to Tito Boy, Tita Ester, and my mom. LOL! It was literally a buffet of food: longanisa, sausage, spam, eggs (scrambled & over easy), chopped tomatoes, ribs, pandesal, corned beef, left over sinigang, sininag(sp?), and of course, steam rice. Yummy 3x!

Finally, it was time to shower up, pack, take our traditional family pic outside the cabin and head back home. Boo! I think we all had a good time. We ended up hitting up Folsom Outlets on the way back home. Hehe!

Mystery Solved: Why Do Divers Shower Off??

When the Diving competition of the 2008 Beijing Olympics began, I questioned myself: Why do they always have to shower immediately after their dives? I originally thought it was because they wanted to rinse off the chlorine off their body. But then again, I thought to myself - What's the use of showering in between dives if they are going to compete AGAIN in less than 5 minutes? Weird. Anyway, I brought it to my younger sister's attention a few days ago. She was like, 'Oh yeah, huh! They do shower all the time'. Out of curiosity, she Yahoo!'d it (sorry Google). Apparently, we weren't the only ones that were dieing to know the real reason for the showering. Nonetheless, I'm happy and quite satisfied learning the real truth behind this strange mystery: The reason why divers shower in between their dives is to prevent their muscles from tightening. Aaaah! The temperature of the air and the pool vary significantly. The pool is usually around 80 degrees while the air is usually 68-72 degrees. So, in order for them to keep their muscles warm, they'll need to take a warm shower or hit up a hot tub. Get it now? I certainly do. I love it when I get my questions answered....Oh what a feeling!

$10 a Day

I was just reading a (reegsta) blog from my blog reading list. It was about how beneficial it is to track where your money goes. So weird - during my drive home from USSD last night, I was thinking about what I can do to eliminate unnecessary spending. What a co-in-ki-dink, right? I confess. Quicken hasn't been fully updated in months! It's been seriously collecting electronic dust and cobwebs. My plans for this weekend will include retroactively reconciling my bank accounts. Nothing can be more exciting than tracking my spending backwards. Whoohoo! [full of sarcasm] This will definitely be a challenge. Let's hope I balance easily because it's every Accountant's nightmare to be even off by a penny. No write-offs here. Ha-ha! Also, beginning August 15th (my next paycheck), I will do a little bit of experimenting. I will attempt to limit my daily pocket money/dining spending to $10 a day. This will not include fixed expenses such as groceries, gas, and toll. You think it will work? I will no longer use my faded and worn out Debit card. My spending habits this year was just straight crazy. It's time to calm down in that department.

Driver License

Round 2 of forgetting my driver's license at home. Will I ever get it right? Grrreat. At least I have my wallet today :)

Camp Richardson Beach...

Jenny & I Mary Anne loves the shade today Jenny loves her hat Sisterly love - Janelle & Tates Me & Jenny setting up our playlists on our iPod Me - Jackie - MA - Irene - Abs MJ & Irene watching over the kids... Get off the phone MJ!!! j/k MA - Me - Jen I feel the burn! Even my blotchy face! LOL! Awe family pic.... Like mother, like son - we love the sun!

A Day Without My Wallet

Pissed. I left my wallet at home. No wonder my purse wasn't as heavy as usual. I'm left with no money and no drivers license. Boo! Luckily, I had enough coins in my coin purse to purchase a tall coffee from Starbucks this morning. $1.55 please! Then I had a second cup of coffee here at the office around 11ish. Lunch came and I was stressin and hungry. I didn't want to borrow mula from any co-workers. Thankfully, there was a Quarterly Financial Review meeting upstairs. Whenever we have it, Stephanie usually orders lunch for those attending the meeting. Yes! FREE Lunch! I went upstairs an hour after it was served to find enough left overs for me. Yumm! Late afternoon snack will be coffee AGAIN because honestly, I'm still drained from this weekend.

2008 Beijing Olympics - Opening Ceremony

WOW! Amazing. My favorite was the drums performance. Pretty tight. Especially, the countdown. I wonder why they started counting down in tens though. Before this blog, I was questioning myself: Why did they start from 60? Finally the light bulb popped up from over my head. Aaaah. It was because they were counting from 1 minute = 60 seconds. Pretty awesome! Well done China, well done!