2007 Year end wrap up

Yup, it’s time for another one of these.

The year started out quite well. There were a lot of good things happening for me both personally and professionally during the beginning of the year. The year was really starting out exactly how I would’ve wanted to start the year. There was a sense of excitement in the air.

Of course, as things often happen to me, it was all just a tease. It was probably not even after the first quarter of the year. Things just deteriorated and got increasingly worse. Pretty soon, I was too busy putting out fires rather than being able to plan ahead.

I had a trip in the middle of the year that I was really looking foward to. It was going to be my first getaway in quite a while and in a place that I hope I can move to eventually. That didn't turn out so good.

Next thing you know, the year was slipping past me.

I made for a big play at the beginning of the fourth quarter. I don’t know what I was thinking. It was a desperate move. I have been so upset with myself for putting myself in that position where there was a very unlikely success rate. I knew that. I still went for it in a moment of weakness. I am quite embarrassed that I would even try something like that when I know it's not really what I wanted. It's just pathetic. I hope I never do this again.

I’m still having problems with being old. I’ve probably mentioned this. It’s not the age that I have a problem with. It’s with the fact that I have no direction. No plan like I’ve had for the last few decades. I don’t know what the next step is. That pains me and puts me in a very uncomfortable place. I was really hoping to be able to develop a plan with someone that would involve us for the rest of our lives.

So here we are. End of the year. Objectively judging, this was a big waste of a year. Nothing happened that advanced anything. Only things I can see is mistakes after mistakes all year long. I had better not repeat this year in 2008.

Being goal oriented, here’re some things I will do /have planned this coming year:

Be in Summer league shape by the time Spring league begins
Finish revision of sci-fi Movie Script
Finish writing romantic comedy movie script
Don’t let the chances slip away. Take that chance, make something happen even if it doesn’t turn out
Do something new -personal skill-wise
Have a year that I would be proud of at the end of the year
Go out of the country - 2x if possible
Make a short term (2-3 year) plan by end of March


Here’s to a good year.

First Choice

I know this sounds a bit conceited and/or perhaps narcissistic, but I don’t think it’s that much to ask. Most everyone has at least one. Many people have many. I’m just looking for one.

What I’m asking is just to be someone’s first choice. When they think about a situation or maybe wanting to do something, is it so much to want them to think of me first?

That’s all I really want. I don’t think that’s smothering or anything stupid like that. I think it’s nice and the way it should be. You don’t have to do everything with the other person, but they should be your first thought when something comes up.

I want someone to think of me first when they get some good news. I want someone to think of me first when they have bad news to share. When you just want to chat aimlessly, I’d like to be that person that you go to.

I don’t get it. Am I that bad that I can’t make the tops list for anyone? Hell, I don’t think I make the top 5 list for anyone I know.

For once, I’d just like to be someone’s first choice.

A Pup-mas Party

This last Saturday, I finally got around to having another party at my place. I haven’t had one since I moved in about 15 months ago. The housewarming was 2 weeks from when I moved in. Then 15 months. For me, that’s quite a while to go without a party.

The party went very well from what I remembered. The food was great thanks to A who did most of the preparing. I did have my secret recipe that I stole from Jamie that got everyone drooling and begging for more. The oh so delicious bacon wrapped smokies in brown sugar. I’m telling you, those things are more addictive than crack. Like bacon wrapped crack. Mmmmm

The Wii was a big hit as expected. It’s games are easy to learn and with 4 controllers, that’s a good time for all.

But the good times weren’t just in the living room. No, the good times was in the dining room too where we were playing drinking roulette. In case you’ve never seen it, it’s a roulette wheel with 6 shot glasses. The numbers are spilt into the 6 shot glasses. If the ball lands in your shot glass number, you have to take the shot.

This is a very dangerous game. I don’t think I’ve ever played this without some major consequences. Luckily, I know which shot glasses to take now so I’m not taking the shots (for some reasons it never hits certain numbers).

The crowd wasn’t that big, about 15-20 people, but they did very well in the alcohol category. Through the night we finished:
1 bottle of Vodka
1 bottle of Jack
1 bottle of Tequila
½ bottle of Jager
½ bottle of Gin
about 16 beers

Not too shabby.

As expected, I don’t remember much about the end of the party. I’m not that responsible when it comes to partying at my house.

I am glad that everyone came out. My suburban friends, of course Tricia who I will never have a party without, and even my neighbors who turned out to be very fun. I know these parties are going to become more and more rare. Hopefully, this will get me through for another 15 months.

What would you choose?

I think I've posted this before, but in case I haven't.
Answer in the comments!

A spouse that was horribly ugly when people around and gorgeous when you’re alone,
Or
A spouse that was gorgeous when you’re with other people, but horribly ugly when you’re alone?

Your spouse gets into a car accident, would you rather
Their face be scarred and had to be reconstructed to something completely different,
Or,
Their body injured to the point where you have to help them move for the rest of their lives?

Your spouse be extremely nice and sweet to you, but nasty to everyone else
Or,
You spouse be nice and sweet to everyone else, but generally disagreeable to you?

You spouse be very attractive and openly flirts with everyone that she meets
Or,
You spouse be less attractive and is cold to everyone?

Be someone that was unable to sleep
Or,
Be someone that was unable to stay awake?

Your spouse never drinks and nags at you for drinking
Or
Your spouse that binges every weekend?

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Good Call Award

This week’s Good Call award goes to the Sudanese President Omar al-Bashir. Way to stand up after the extremist called for the execution of a teacher because she let a kid name their teddy bear Mohammed.

It’s one thing to be religious and to believe in the teachings of your lord. However, there is a point where you need to have common sense. Killing a person, who not only did not know this is such a sin, but also apologized profusely for her actions, would not put you or your believes in such good light. If your job is to spread the word of your God, this would be an example of how NOT to do it.

All you people that have called for this execution really need both an education and a job. I promise you anyone with an education and a job would not be out there in the streets demanding a teacher be killed. Imagine how silly that would look on your outlook calendar.

12-1pm – protest death of teacher.

Not that you would read this, but if you do, don’t be thinking that I’m hating on your religion or somehow making fun of your God and faith. No, I’m cool and respect that.

I am hating on you. Yea, YOU the person. The pathetic ignorant ass can’t get no job naïve worthless piece of crap. I hate you. Don’t make it out to anything bigger. No. You I hate. You. Just you. You are a waste. The you that I think isn’t worth to share the same air as the rest of the sensible population.

Anyway, good call to you Mr. President.

Topic.

Sex is like Money in terms of its relationship with happiness.
Having lots of it doesn't necessarily make you happy.
However, not having it would make things more difficult and less enjoyable.


Discuss.