Alex Karev

If I were to compare myself to a fictional character it would definitely be Alex Karev from my favorite drama television series, Grey's Anatomy. I know, I know. He's a dude and I'm a chick. Personality-wise I think the two of us are very much alike. And yes, I know most of you fans of Grey must think he's a jerk. Leave him alone...he reminds me of me! So, I just finished watching the latest episode of Grey's Anatomy. In one of the last scenes, Karev finally had to guts to confront Izzie about his feelings for her. It's about time Karev! In prior episodes, Izzie has made many attempts to express her feelings towards Karev. And every single time Karev would just blow her off. It was just a matter of time that Karev would finally crack. And that he finally did. I'm so happy for them both. They are now exclusive and "going steady". I just love the connection they both have for each other. I wish I can find my Izzie (a male version though, ok?). Like Karev, I have an offensive type of behavior. Don't believe me? Well then, I guess you don't know me. I'm truly competitive inside and always want to be better than anyone else. I'm not quite sure if I'm suffering from the case of the middle child syndrome so let's just not rule that out yet. I hold a lot of pride and can be very insensitive at times. In true honesty, that's my defense mechanism. Hiding the sensitive part of me just makes me feel stronger than everyone else in the room. For those that first meet me can't possibly predict the true person that I am. I've noticed throughout my life I've had people tell me that I come off as a shy and reserved person. I can be but once you get to know me, you'd wish I'd remain that shy and reserved girl. As far as dating and relationships are concerned, it takes a whole lot to crack into this thick exterior of mine. Only a selective amount of individuals close to me have seen the softer side. And sad to say, only a few have suceeded in being exclusive with me. As brutally honest Karev is with his patients is like me with my friends and family. I'm truthful to those that mean the world to me. I have morals and will stand up for what I feel is right. So what's the point of this whole blog post about me and Alex Karev, you ask? Well, being hopeful that I attempt to be at times, I'm trying to be optimistic that I find an Izzie. An Izzie is someone that who is patient and can teach me how to express my emotions. My Izzie would help me keep that balance needed for a sucessful relationship. I've scared off a lot of guys in the past. I can also admit that some of them were actually good catches. But hey - things happen for a reason and I'm not going to dwell in the past. All I can say is that there's got to be someone out there - shoooot.

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It's so odd. I usually have so much to write about. I have nothing. I'm not sure if I'm denial because I'm no longer on vacation. Like my mind is in vacation mode, but my body... my body is telling me NOOOO! Ew, I so hate R. Kelly. Come to think of it - that may be the case. I miss Hawaii. Actually, scratch that. I just miss having time off period. I apologize readers for my sudden blog fart. Definition: The inability to blog at the present time. Hopefully, my fingers can start working on typing again. Until then, thanks for stopping by!

Bodyboarder from Kona

My second night in Hawaii, all the girls decided to go out for Gin's last night as a bachelorette. We first stopped over Yardhouse and did a couple shots. I was introduced to a local named Landon originally from Kona. He was such a cutie. We kicked it for a bit. We hung out at Waikiki Beach after Gin's Bach Party Part II concluded. I felt bad because his buddy Ray was waiting on him. I guess we lost track of time. I later found out that his buddy had to take a $50 cab ride home. Ooops! My bad. The day after the wedding we reconnected once again. He was such a sweetheart by taking the time out of his busy schedule to drive downtown and hang out with me one last time. I later discovered that he was a professional bodyboarder. I was immediately reminded of one of my favorite movies, Blue Crush (hehe). Wow! Now that's true local status right there. Anyway, our hanging out session was cut short. He had to go off to work and I was on my way to Gin and Brian's BBQ picnic at Kapiolani Park. He was nice enough to give me a ride to the park even though it wasn't that far from my hotel. I rode on the back of his moped even though it was illegal to have two people on it. Don't worry, the police didn't catch us. And that was it. It was cool kickin' with him for a short time. He's probably so used to meeting tourists on a daily basis anyways. I told him I'd google him once I get home. And guess what? I did! LOL! Check out these awesome pics! Good Times...good times...

G+B Wedding

Congratulations to the new Mr. & Mrs. Brian Macadaeg! The wedding was fabulous! Hawaii was so cool. I miss it already. Here are a couple pics from the wedding. I'm very grateful to have been part of their special day. I'm also thankful to have met such cool kick ass peoples...

The Year of the Gentleman

First and foremost, my biggest apology goes out random black dude solicitor on 4Th Avenue in San Mateo. I'm so sorry. I just did something really bad. Unintentionally of course. So this dude volunteers for a homeless shelter and apparently collects donations from random passer byers. Everyday, it's a different person. When I have extra change, I do my part and make a donation. When I don't have any loose change on me, I simply ignore them and go about my way. Well, so dude is posted right in front of Jamba Juice. Keep in mind, I don't have cash. We make eye contact and I smile to him politely. He says, "I'm looking forward to seeing that smile on your way out!". I walk into Jamba Juice. Order my usual Chunky Strawberry and pay via debit card. On my way out, he pulls open the door for me. Instead of saying "Thank you!", my immediate reply was "Sorry, I don't have any cash on me". He got offended but said in a nice manner. "Oh no Miss, I wasn't asking for anything from you. All I wanted to do is be a gentleman and open the door for you." I felt so bad afterwards. I said sorry but kept on walking back towards the office. As we parted he was chanting on and on. I already felt bad. I was like 20 feet away from him by then. And the last thing I heard come out of his mouth, "I'm just trying to do a good thing and be a gentleman. That's all." In my defense, I screamed out, "Again I'm so sorry. Guess I'm not used to it!" (meaning the gentleman treatment). After I said that, I turned to take a quick glance at him to see if he heard me. I wanted to see his reaction. I witness a very disappointed look on his face. He seemed let down that women no longer appreciate small things like that. He looked at me and nodded his head slowly and spoke in a louder voice so that I can hear him, "I understand. I was just trying to be nice...". He continued to speak loudly, "It's a darn shame you feel that way". After that, I heard nothing more. I think he forgave me. If he didn't then he would have shook his head from left to right, don't you think? I felt so bad still. As a child, his mother probably taught him to always be polite and well-mannered with the ladies. Sucks man [sigh] I hated myself for a moment. I don't like to hurt people that try to do good. As I was walking further and further away, I began to think. That is pretty sad. It's sad that I get into total defense mode when a male tries to perform a simple act of kindness. It's sad that I continue use negativity and lose all hope for finding a man who carry these 'gentleman' characteristics. In actuality - they do still exist! It's sad that I always question myself - "Why is he being so nice? What does he really want from me in return?" As if every kind gesture from a man is automatically turned into a business proposition? It's sad that I make that immediate bad assumptions. As a women, I should appreciate this more often. As a women, I should learn how a simple thank you and smile is good enough - even if at times, I feel a bit uncomfortable about it. To all the genuine gentlemen- Keep on doing what you're doing. Hopefully, women like me will finally come to our senses and know that good things will eventually come our way rather than always expecting the worst out of a situation. Don't give up. Instead, spread the word because it seems like the inconsiderate a$$holes are taking over the world. You guys are slowly becoming extinct which leads us women to believe that every gentleman we approach are really jerks in disguise. Show us that you are real and I'm sure it will pay off in the long run. Thanks!

Rock the Vote! Deadline Approaching...

It just hit me...I don't think I changed my address from Alameda County to San Mateo County. Oh NO! Did I miss the deadline to register? Luckily, for California residents our last day to register is 15 days prior to election. I hate counting backwards!!! Don't you hate when the State of California can't be more specific? Can't they just issue a freakin date? I had to google a bit for a few minutes longer and found it:

General Election Date: November 4, 2008 Your Registration Must Be Postmarked No Later Than: October 20, 2008

I'm still trying to figure out if there is a way to just submit your Voter Registration Application online. The best information I got so far was filling out a form via online. Then print it. Then mail it. But really who mails stuff nowadays? I'm too lazy to get stamps. If anyone knows a better alternative to register other than the one I just mentioned, let me know. So if you moved since you last voted like me, Register like NOW. That would be great... DON'T FORGET TO REGISTER! GET OFF YOUR BUTT AND MAKE A DIFFERENCE!

Filipino?

I'm saddened this late afternoon. I just found out that my crush at work is married (I knew that part) to a Filipino chick. What?! Like dude, that could've been me? He's such a hottie. When will my Prince Charming come to sweep me off my feet. LOL! I think I'm way too sensitive today. My monthly visit came early hence hormones up the ying-yang! I'm so retarded. But, I'm seriously thinking of trying out match.com for the second time around. I was more skeptical last time. I think I have a more open mind about meeting people online now. It's like the new thing to do. It's like the norm these days! But for your information, I'm not seeking desperate measures at this present time. I just ran out of ways to meet people outside of my social circle. It's time to develop some new friendships! But we'll see. I'm still pondering about spending $59.99 for a three month subscription, especially with the horrible economy.

Proper Spelling Mode

I'm sitting here at work and then all of a sudden I get an email from my son saying "I'm done!!!" <----referring to his homework. First of all, how did he have access to email me. Then I forgot he's at the library. Then I questioned, why the hell is he online?! Shouldn't he be doing something more productive? Then again I realized he had a Native American report to do some research on. Odd as it may seem, I'm now chatting with my son via Google Chat. Funny, right? I'm only used to chatting with friends and family members over the age of 18. It's pretty cute though. At the same time, I can't use abbreviations because hello! He's in 4th grade. I don't want for him to grow up thinking that the word 'your' is spelled 'ur' OR 'please' is spelled as 'pls' OR even 'thanks' spelled as 'thx'. No common initialisms (<----thx reegsta) allowed either (like OMG or BTW). Let's not also forget about proper use of upper case/lower case letters. Anyway, I found myself backspacing alot and re-typing my IMs more appropriately and along with the correct spelling. Hmmm, maybe I should start doing this on a day to day basis from now on. I myself don't want to become a 30 year old illiterate person nor have people think that I never had a proper high school education.

me: I <3 U

YAY Eagles!

Just in case you missed the game - here are some pics. Keep in mind that a picture is worth a thousand words. Enough said to all my haters...Keep on talking and keep on walking (the other way thank you very much): [Finale & My favorite part of the day: The lovely walk of shame] p.s. Good things happen to those who don't trash talk about other teams.

I Got Tickets!

Yesterday, I was finally able to purchase some last minute tickets to Game 6: San Francisco 49ers vs. Philadelphia Eagles. Thanks to Mark from craigslist I was able to get some awesome season tickets. My sister and I will be sitting on the visitors side this time around - 40 yard line baby! Two years ago, was the last time these two teams met up and I was there to witness it in person. It was my best football game watching experience ever. Eagles killed them with a 38-24 score! I'm excited to see another victory tomorrow. I'll be sporting my one and only McNabb #5 jersey. OMG - This will be a good game. They both are at 2-3 but I have to say Eagles are better! Whaaat! So excited...you just don't know...

share-bare's ranDUMB Moment #7

After the whole moving and unpacking bull crap I had finally completed, I decided to look through some shoe boxes full of photos. I came across some pictures from 2003, I believe. It was our first girlfriend vacation. Destination - Oahu, Hawaii! Oh the memories... [Flashback starting...NOW] In preparation for our very first girls vacation, I looked up to Danny Tanner and initiated Share's own 'Clipboard of Fun'. Before we left for our trip, I kindly emailed them to the girls of the exact time and schedules for our activities during our stay in Hawaii. I'm not sure if people liked the idea. It didn't really matter to me. All that mattered was that I was in total control freak mode and I loved it! Anyway, one of our activities was to go snorkeling in the ocean. Nice, right? Yup. It was beautiful. We woke up early one morning and drove to the dock where are little yacht was at. We checked in and boarded this boat. All Aboard! Everyone was excited except for Rho and Irene. They both decided to stick this one out and just chill on the boat deck. I guess they were not so into the entire swimming with fish idea. They were good sports though and came along for the ride. We had a breakfast brunch with fruits and pastries. Afterward it was time to put on our gear and snorkel away. We were all hoping we'd be able to spot a sea turtle. Definite goal for that early afternoon. I put my goggles and flippers along with this wrap around waist thing. It must have been some type of flotation device. We all jumped into the ocean. OMG! OMFG! I started to get into a panic attack. ""I can't swim!! Joyce help me!" She couldn't hear me at first but noticed I was being dipped in and out of the water. The ocean tripped me out. Its was weird how the water moved me back and forth. I tried to tread but I just couldn't! She was like hang on! So she finally got to me and tried to calm me down. She was like why the hell are you in the water? I forgot! I forgot that I can't swim. I was hoping that those yellow waist wrap around thingees would keep my head above water. I mean wasn't that the whole point of it?! Anyway, she was nice enough to hold and guide me to the ladder. All the girls were like laughing. I was a fool. Anyway, Joyce was kind enough to get me a noodle to keep me afloat. I took it from her and then went on my merrily way. Around my wrist I had a disposable waterproof camera. I had it in case, I sighted a sea turtle. I then screamed out, "I think I found one!" I started dipping my head under water for seconds at a time to capture a photo of a sea turtle. My day was a huge success! After wannabe-swimming in the ocean, I wanted to go jumping on the trampoline. We all swam towards it which was held by a rope from the boat. We all had a blast! I'm glad I can say that I went snorkeling and also had a near drowning experience. Thanks Joyce for saving my life! p.s. Remember the picture of the sea turtle i took with my waterproof disposable camera? Once I got our pictures developed in the Mainland, I looked and discovered that yeah - it was not a sea turtle sighting. It was more like a black buoy keeping our boat in place during our snorkeling session. Can I say moded?! LMAO. I think I threw it away out of embarrassment. Sorry, I really would've shared it with you. LOL!

My big sis Irene and I

That's me attempting to wave . . . LOL!

Janice, Me, Joyce(my life saver) & Linds

Library Evolution

A couple days ago, I visited the San Mateo Public Library for the very first time. My first visit was quick. I was dropping EJ off there to do his homework and report on Native Americans. The library consists of three floors. Automatically, I thought luxurious. Only because I was comparing it to my childhood library: Daly City Public Library at Gellert Park. Inside San Mateo Public Library, I was in complete Ah! This place is ridiculously insane. I made it a point to stop by the next day and get a complete tour of the library for myself. It has been more than a decade since I've been inside of a library. It's been since Middle school since I actually studied (or at least attempted to) inside a library. I dropped EJ off once again after school. Once I got off work, I headed to the lovely library. A few things I observed: - A bunch of computers! - Self Checkout stands - Automatic Book Drop Box - Cafe on the 3rd Floor - A lot of lounge chairs - A lot of laptop ready desks One thing I was totally baffled about was the Cafe. It was located literally INSIDE the library. Is that allowed? I thought people aren't allowed to bring food or drinks into the building? Anyway, EJ and I were kind of hungry and craving a snack. We took the elevator up to the cafe and ordered 2 Cup O'Noodles. I asked the cashier, "Is it OK to eat inside?". She replies, "Yes, you can eat anywhere in the library." "Thank you", I said. But inside I was like dieing!! What?! People are allowed to eat INSIDE the library now? That was unheard of in my childhood years! I had a huge grin on my face. YAY! I can eat inside. I still can't believe it. Back in the day, we'd have to sneak in our chips and soda in our backpacks or else we'd get kicked out. Talk about ghetto, right? Man, kids these days are terribly spoiled. If they only knew the stuff we went through when we were their age. [sigh] So with me all amazed and all, my goal is to get a library card. Tabo List Item #4! For all of you reading, it must be simple and easy, right? Not for me. I'm too scared. Have you ever received delinquent notices from a library for an un-returned book? I have. I have a feeling I'm still banned from any library located in the San Mateo County. Call me crazy, but you never know!!! But back in the day, probably when I was in 4th grade one of the twins, Ling borrowed my library card to check out Madonna's biography. I should have never trusted her with my library card. I had a good clean record!! I always turned in my books on time. Anyway, months went by. I assumed that she would turn it in. Nope! I get a little postcard in the mail stating that I never turned in the book. Now, this book was a hardcover, with thick white pages, colored photographs and huge! I'm thinking great! This book must be expensive. I contacted Ling and she said she turned it in. I know she was lieing. I would pray and hope that the library would just forget about it and do without Madonna's book. My prayers were not answered. Every month, I'd get a friendly postcard from the library. And every month, the late fee would accumulate! It was to the point where I actually got a bill to pay for the damn book plus late fees and interest. The bill was over $300! Insane, right? I wanted to cry. I was too scared to tell my mom or dad about it. So every day from 4th to 5th grade, I would beat my parents to the mailbox. If a notice came from the library, I'd tear it up and toss in the garbage. So there, that's my history with Daly City Public Library. I wonder if I'm still in their system. I wonder if I can once again apply for a library card. Probably not. I'm probably just over-reacting with all this. But dude you don't understand. $300 is alot of money for a freakin 4th grader! I was traumatized! You also have to understand it was hard to suppress this inner guilt I had inside. Just think this was a decade long fear of mine. It was blocked from my train of thought which helped me forget. But ever since my visit to the library this week, my mind all of a sudden triggered this fear and is now resurfaced. It's an unsettling feeling deep down inside. It's very hard to describe. I guess you can say that I have librarycardphobia. It's a stupid fear. As a youngin, I thought I'd get arrested if a librarian recognized me as the girl that never turned in the damn Madonna book. No wonder why I hate Madonna...it was probably because of this whole incident. Who knows... One day I might just be brave enough to do it. It's easier said than done though. Until then, library card will just be Item #4 on my list.

Fleas

Right now, I can so relate to the poor dogs and cats out there. This week, I've been bitten my multiple fleas. Let me just give you a little background behind this horrific issue I'm currently dealing with. About a month ago - Myself, EJ, Irene, Janelle and Caitlin moved into a nice 3 bedroom apartment located at this huge apartment community in Foster City. A week later, Irene and EJ get this bites that looked more like mosquito bites. Luckily, I didn't get bit! A couple weeks gone by and EJ would still get random bites. Caitlin, too. I guess I jinxed myself because last Friday, I got a huge bug bite on my lower abdomen. A day later, I get one on my left elbow. Now, there's no way we all could have gotten bitten by mosquitoes. I was getting really suspicious after Monday. Tuesday, I get a couple more on my arms and another one on my stomach. What's going on?! Yesterday, was worse. I get into work and a couple hours into the day my co-worker says, "What's up with your face?!" O-M-G! This has got to stop! Seriously! I had red blotches that looked like it was an allergic reaction. At first I thought I was getting the hives again but as I looked closely into a mirror, they were bites! Gross, right?! I immediately put a call to our Property Manager. Nobody answered so I left a long message. Later that night, I was itchier than hell! It's time to take action! Now, it's Thursday, I called the Property Manager again demanding that they schedule an exterminator to come out to my apartment and bomb the place. I decided to stay home from work. For one, I look like I have a serious case of the chicken pox. I can literally count 10 bites on my face alone! Second, I want these fleas out ASAP! I was researching more online for the symptoms of fleas. I needed to confirm for myself. Yup - it's fleas alright. I read further and it said that in order for female fleas to lay their eggs they must feed on blood. WTF! So, let's count the number of bites I have...HELLA! I was so heated. To make matters worse, flea eggs hatch between 2 days - 2 weeks! This means that there are HELLA motherf**kin' eggs in this household. Damn fleas have been feeding off me! Now, I'm simply waiting for the exterminator to come or at least a phone call from the Property Manager with the status of my damn work order. I'm in total disgust right now. I hate fleas. I want them out of my life! Orkin Man - Where are You!?

Is Tupac Really Dead??

I'm really confused. Hasn't Tupac been dead for like over a decade, now? He did die like in 1996, right? Please correct me if I'm wrong. Seriously - is it really possible for a rapper to have that many songs long after his death? The reason why I asked is that I was just listening to Keyshia Cole's brand new single from her forth coming album, A Different Me coming out December 16th. The song is called, Playa Cardz Right (featuring Tupac). Care to listen? If so, check it out at http://www.keyshiacole.com/ Keyshia - Are you hiding Tupac from us? I really need to know!

Retirement Fund

A couple weeks ago during the worst market crash, I wanted to see how bad it affected me and my savings. Not sure if it was a good thing or bad thing. But, I had trouble logging into my account. Normally, I don't look online. I just wait for my quarterly earnings statement to arrive in the mail. I always remember the balance in my head for some reason. I was pretty happy with my 2nd Quarter balance. It didn't look that bad to me. Today, I tried once again. I figure that if didn't it fall negative from 2nd Quarter, I'd be in good standing. I know I shouldn't have looked into my 401K. It would only depress me. And that it surely did. My jaw literally dropped and was like F**K! I'm shocked of the significant drop. What a huge difference! I feel like someone robbed me! With the money that I lost I would've spent that and had my dream vacation to Australia!! It would've been a down payment for a brand new SUV! Oh D-D-D-DEAR! A little while after our HR Manager was in our department. I wish she had came sooner to stop me from looking. We asked jokingly if there was anyway for her to adjust our balances in our retirement. She just laughed. She was all, don't be an idiot like me and look. I made that mistake yesterday. I cried out, "It's too late!". She kept emphasizing to think long term. Damnit...How can I now if I was just robbed from at least one year's worth of money I contributed into my retirement plan. My advice to others. Don't be a stupid person like myself and check your balance. You're an f**ktard if you do.

Wedding Fantasy

Guys - Yes. It's so very true. Every chick, I mean EVERY chick fantasizes about their Wedding Day. Last night, I was lying in bed after a scrumptious dinner consisting of dungeness crab. I was having trouble falling asleep. Tell me why did I randomly try to envision my wedding day? What's funny is that I didn't stop myself once I noticed. My mind probably kept on going for maybe an hour and a half until I knocked out. For the life of me, I could not help but brainstorming ideas here and there: - What colors should I have? - Destination Wedding or here in the Bay? - Where should the ceremony and reception be at? - Should I do an indoor or outdoor wedding? First of all, why was I thinking of my wedding day already? I don't even have a man! Pretty sad. Now that I'm in this wedding dream planning mode, I can't stop. I'm like the energizer bunny. Last night, I already set a place where my ceremony will be held. All I can say is that its outdoors and has a fantastic view! Being a chick, I have to keep my ideas very secretive. We all know how girls are caddy like that. We all want our wedding days to be unique and original. I know definitely I want to have a small intimate wedding. Guests between 50-75 would be cool. Great news (for me)! This morning, I found the perfect place to have my reception at. All I can say is that its my type of venue. It also has good food reviews per Yelp. My plan is to scope it out in person one of these days (hopefully before the New Year because I'm oh so anxious!) Guess what else? I even chose my photographer and my flowers!! WHAT! I'm on a roll! Also, I already know who my bridesmaids will be. My sisters, of course! That already alleviates the stress of choosing between friends. That's a smart move, right? So the only issue really is picking my color(s). Ideally two colors should be good but I want to be different and have three! You think that will be too much? Back tracking to more than two years ago, I had originally chose the color tangerine (orange). I even told my younger sister that she was NOT to steal that color away from me. I called it already! Long story short - my cousin ended up using that color in her wedding (unintentionally). Believe it or not, I was furious once I found out. Again, it's the caddy thing so don't take it personal. Good news though. A month or so later, I got over it. I seriously, just want to stop being in this weird mood. I'm hoping as soon as I get my color(s) down then I can be content for now and keep my focus elsewhere. OK - I'm done. Time to look at some images of my ceremony and reception venues online. I love looking at the pictures. OMG - I forgot! What kind of dress am I going to wear!? Crap!

My Vegas Buddy

This blog post is dedicated to my ever so favorite Vegas girl, Johanna. Back in the day, she was my clubbing partner. Everytime, a nice song came on, we were always so consistent with our fabulous stripper like dance moves along with the infamous hair toss! Very frequently, she comes back to the Bay to kick it with her friends. That's friendship loyalty right there! She was back this weekend due to random reasons. Gotta love it! After an exhausting day of softball, I found the energy to go out this past Saturday. I picked up Joh and her close friend Maridez and headed out to the Cellar in San Francisco. The vibe was cool. We randomly bumped into her L.A. friend, Jeff. So funny, we all remembered that he was the dude that slept on my living floor years ago! It was during our Ibiza days. Good times! I didn't drink that night because I knew I had to get up early for another softball game the morning after. I still had fun. I lost Joh during the night. Luckily some random dude noticed the abandoned and lonely lface and offered to help. I was standing next to him near the bar on my tippy toes browsing through all the heads of the crowd. He then says, "You looking for your friend?". I said, "How do you know?". "I was checking you out...she's over there towards the dance floor." "Yeah, OK...", I said sarcastically. I continued to scope through the crowd for the second time ignoring his presence. "Seriously, she's over there. She's wearing black, right?", he went on. "Here - let's make a bet. If I'm wrong, I'll buy you a drink. If you're right, you buy me a drink!" It took a minute for the wager to absorb in my brain. I was going to take up on it but then the part when he said that I had to buy him a drink registered. K - this dude is telling the truth. There is no way I'm going to lose and end up buying him a drink. I just smiled politely and said, "No it's OK. Thanks for helping though." I walked away and headed over to the very end of the bar and there she was! Amazing! He was right, after all. I tried to find him later on the night to say thank you, but he was no where in sight. Oh well. A few more friends joined us that night. It was very kick it. The way I like it. We also had some good entertainment that I haven't seen in a while - Bar Brawl! It was between a drunken dude and a Polynesian bouncer. Can I say crazy? Just imagine the crowd swaying from one side of the room to another to avoid getting hit! The night ended early (at 1:30am). It was fun. On the way to dropping off Maridez, she gave Joh and I a quick tour of the Mission. Life on the Mission looks pretty exciting. One day, I'd like to make the Mission district one of the spots to hit up during the day AND night. One of these days... Thanks Joh for making my life interesting! You've been such a good friend through the years. We always know how to have a great time. See you on g-chat!

Graphtech Guapos

I can sum up this weekend in two words: Ass Beat Yesterday, I was playing at the SMASH Co-Ed Softball League tournament representing team Graphtech Guapos. Thanks Cuzin and Jay for having me! We arrived at Twin Creeks in Sunnyvale close to 1:00pm. The vibe was fantastic. I felt like I was in a cheer leading competition like the movie Bring It On. Loud music, huge crowd, players observing their opponents, and numerous uniforms. I was very uncomfortable in the beginning until I saw tons of familiar faces. Let's just say, it was an El Camino High School Reunion all over again! I never knew how much people were into softball. Incredible, I say. Soon enough I was no longer in nervous anxiety mode. I was super pumped! I have to say our uniforms definitely stood out! We wore black t-shirts with a tuxedo on the front. Although it was not uni-sex friendly, the males looked well dressed with their red bow ties! Pop 'Em boys, pop 'em. It was a fun but disappointing day. We lost BOTH games. Unexpectedly I had a blast! Lea, Crystal and I (only chicks of the team) made the most of our day. All of us hit the ball at least once - YES! That's awesome coming from someone that's NEVER played a softball game before. As far as defense, we pretty much left it to the dudes. I played Left Center the entire time. Unfortunately, I didn't do anything impressive. Let's not forget about my lame hot potato hand off. Yes. I said hand off NOT throw to the Short Stop. It was hilarious! I think McNabb's passing techniques rubbed off on me. LOL! Wrong sport, Share! Oh Well. It was a good laugh for all except for our competitive team members. All in all, I had a great time. It was exhausting but it was worth the experience. Our MVP for the day was Edwin. Whoo hoo! Good job! He scored the one and only point for the day! Luckily ALL competing teams were automatically in the Play Offs (today). I woke up this morning with extreme soreness. I drove back to Twin Creeks to face off yet another team. Score 15-1. We actually scored 2 in our hearts but due the rules of the game our first point did not qualify as a home run. Boo to the Umpire! It was a quick game. We tried to be optimistic but no luck. I was glad it was finally over. I just wanted to go home and rest. Our team scored "A" for effort and team spirit. Thanks Team for having me! Go Graphtech Guapos!!

Road of Life

I was shocked this morning when I referred myself as a pit stop. It was a statement that came out from left field. Whoah...Did I really say that? Anyway, I went on and said that I would always be there to help him anytime he was in need. Like for instance, change a flat tire, oil change, jump start his vehicle, etc. Sounds pretty retarded when you are just reading it, right? Oddly enough, I was actually attempting to create some type of analogy between roads and life. Sometimes, using metaphorical expressions ease the current situation. Prevents the one spoken to be less defensive and more open and understanding. I was hoping for this friend to think of his issues from a deeper perspective. Why did I do this? Well, for one I knew this certain individual was going through some hard times which included the loss of his job . I tried to give him words of encouragement and that's what came out. What I was trying to get to was that everyone has temporary set backs every now and then. That's right. I said 'temporary'. Get it straight. So, you can't always dwell in it because why? It's only 'temporary'. You just got get back up and continue through the Road of Life. You ever wonder which of your friends will always remain and which friends just come and go? I wonder that all the time. I like to think that life is a never ending road trip. Your mother buys you a new ride and you just take off cruising. You decide to pick up a few friends or family members along the way. Occasionally, you will drop them off so they can handle their business. Rarely, you'll pick up some hitchhikers. Signs of weakness, I guess. Your immediate gut is to help out the needy but sometimes it turns all bad and you figure that they just used you for the ride. Are you following me yet? Ain't it a trip how I can go on and on? Roads can get really windy and bumpy at times. When this happens, we can't stop or we'll get stuck. Other times they are boring and seem lifeless like the Mojave Desert. On a rare occasion, tragedy will hit close to home. This is when the test of strength and endurance come into play. Don't worry. Let's think on the bright side - there are more days full of sunshine than cold rainstorms in a year. Life is full of the unexpected - that's the beauty of it all. There's so much we can do prepare ourselves for the worst such as carrying a spare tire. We can only do so much to prevent ourselves from getting hurt. There's a limit of safety precautions we can take. That's why life is a challenge. It's a test of strength, courage, love, and knowledge. How else shall we learn if we can't be able to differentiate between right and wrong. Two words you have to keep in mind in the Road of Life - Move Forward. It's simple and straight to the point. Do people really drive in reverse gear? Negative. Unless you're backing up from a drive way or a dead-end road or making 3-point turn because you realized you're going the wrong direction, no one drives in reverse! Driving backwards is only intended for the action movie making/video game industry. At the end you still have no other alternative than to move forward in drive gear. (Let's just eliminate the neutral and park gear for now.) Think of it that way. Everyone will not drive on the same road at the same time. If so, we'd be stuck at bumper-to-bumper traffic forever! We are all programmed differently. Well-experienced ones know better alternate routes. It's called knowledge. Some even try to cheat and take the short-cut. It's called taking life for granted. Luckily, we are blessed to have many choices. That's why man created multiple highways and streets. Life is good. Let's just try to experience as much as we possibly can. Life is full of endless possibilities and we all have different needs and wants. So, if you are content with driving the same road over and over to the point you can drive with your eyes closed, then more power to you. I highly encourage to try something new every now and then. Just make sure you don't overwhelm yourself with exhaustion. You're road of life is in your hands. Try not making it seem so complicated. Who knows. Maybe the simplest route you take be the most memorable one. You may even one day unlock the secret road to eternal happiness. p.s. ENJOY THE RIDE! Also, don't forget to buckle-up!

Moro Rock

I bit this off from one of my favorite shows, John & Kate Plus 8!. The footage was in their 'Never Seen Before Out Takes' episode. I watched it last night. I seriously fell in love. Moro Rock is a this huge granite rock located 6,000+ feet high in the middle of the Sierra Nevada. In the 1930's stairs were carved into this rock for visitors to experience the feeling of being on top of the world! Its said to be millions of years old. Just think - a T-Rex must have been one of the first to visit this landmark! Awesome! Obviously, I'm a sucker for good views and scenery. Therefore, I'm adding this special item to my Tabo List. Another good reason to live in my beautiful home state of California! From now on, I'll be documenting different places I visit that have magnificient scenic views! I'll also post some pictures from the past. I got to do some digging so check back soon!

Turtle Frenzy

WARNING: This blog post contains explicit content. If you are somewhat related to me - DO NOT READ!

I have been a victim of peer pressure. I got suckered in. Honestly, it's true. So here's how it all began. Last Saturday, I was at little bachelorette shindig for my girlfriend, Ginger in Castro Valley. When I walked through the door of the house (incredible interior design might I add), I've never seen so many artificial penises in my life! It was cute but not for someone that has been in a drought for quite a while [sigh]. At the house, we had a pleasure party on behalf of Passion Parties. It was my very first pleasure party attendance. I didn't really know what to expect. For those who aren't familiar with it here's a brief inside scoop. A pleasure party is basically an "in home" adult/sex toy party. A consultant comes over and convinces you to buy a bunch of erotic stuff. Pretty interesting. It was a night full of laughter. From talks of lubrication, to candle wax, to scented sheets, to cock rings, vibrators, and the ever so NOT interesting mi-mi's (for MEN only). Although, some items seem that they would have benefited for me, I refused to purchase anything. It was only until the Bride-to-Be took me aside and gave me a pep-talk. She was determined to be the influential person that would convince me that I deserved a brand new toy. I personally think she wants to be known as the person I owe all my thanks to once I try it out for the VERY FIRST TIME. Yes, I'm a sex toy virgin. I've always been a skeptic when it came to fakeness. Why settle for that if I'm already happily content with the real thing? I may not get it as often as I would like but it suffices. Anyway, I was a push over. I did it. I placed an order for my special friend called "Turtle Frenzy". The shipment is expected to arrive in 7 business days. I can't wait! [note: full of sarcasm] Who knows if I will ever have the guts to use it. If time calls for desperate measures, like really really REALLY desperate measures, I hope I can fully operate one correctly. Like really. What are you supposed to do? Just stick it in and let it do all the work? Isn't that kind of B-O-R-I-N-G? All I know is that I definitely will need to find a good hiding place for this. My son already saw my stash of condoms for goodness sake! Can I say awkward for him and I? Totally.