Saturday, August 29, 2009

My dream job

The Great Office War from Runawaybox on Vimeo.

Is it possible for me to work in this office?

Song of the day:

Friday, August 28, 2009

My other family

Do your family members each have favorite weapons? Do they scream Katy Perry lyrics at the top of their lungs? Do they sort their laundry on the dining room table? Is there a pirate themed room in your house? How about a shrine to Heath Ledger? If you answered yes to any of the preceding questions then there is a high chance that you live in my best friend's house.

In addition to the previous paragraph's details. The family I am trying to describe, and the house they inhibit are unique. Where else can one always find thirty flavors of vitamin water in the fridge. And where else is smash brothers an olympic sport; complete with trash talk and occasional violence. Where else is there consistently spam and craisins in the cub bards? I know no other place that I can drink grape juice anytime day or night and watch "The Dark Knight" with people as fanatical about Batman as I.

This is my sanctuary. My vacation home. My home away from home.

Talented people

Funny faces are a specialty of mine. But I must say, these guys put me to shame.

I climbed the tallest mountain in San Diego before most of you awoke yesterday. I then worked a full shift at Nordys. Came home and ate delicious food. I then left for my best friend's house to swim, jacuzzi, watch a movie, and chat it up. I consider this to be a full and complete day.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Put your lips on my mouth

Wanted - Jessie James

Jessie James? Is that really her name? Maybe we're meant to be. Just a thought...............

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

sixth day

In 6 days God made the world and everything in it. Each day God's creations grew consecutively more great and beautiful. The height of all creation; the pinnacle of beauty, the apex of creation: woman, was created on the 6th day. And every day since woman was created, man has been captivated by her beauty. I am no exception.

Sage advise for the day: ANYTHING worn in confidence is sexy.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Secret talent

I have a secret talent that I am extremely fond of. I am "the human dry-erase board." What I mean by this is that I am able to press on my skin with my finger and draw whatever I want and it will show up in red (sorry, no other colors available at this time). It typically shows up thirty seconds after I draw it out and stays for up to five minutes. A friend of mine--who will go unnamed--recommended I propose to my future fiancee in this manner. I vote no on that proposition. However, My secret talent is enormously fun for freaking out those who don't know of my "gift." Do you have any unusual talents or random physical abnormalities?

different times

My how things have changed:

Wednesday, August 12, 2009


did you know they have beard championships? Neither did I till now.

In an unrelated note, I decided raspberries are my favorite fruit.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

What was he thinking....

And Kanye thought he was being original.

Monday, August 10, 2009

The glove

Forget MJ's glove. This is the glove I like:

Friday, August 7, 2009

Thrift store Dior

Thrift stores are like treasure hunting. Sometimes you go and you find jack diddly squat, nada, zilch, and other times you hit the jackpot, strike it rich, and win big. My mom, brother, and fellow partner in crime: Wayne are all avid thrift store connoisseurs. We hit thrift stores like Chris Brown hits women: hard.

Sometimes at thrift stores you find nada and other times, Prada. I especially love that thrift stores sell clothing from other times. Where else can you find twenty year old shoes. Relics from times past. Fashion is a merry go round and there are kids (fashions) that get on over and over again and then there are kids that have one wild ride and then exit the merry go round for good. I shop for those clothes that have returned to the merry go round and are waiting to be given their second spin.

The other day a couple of my friends were trying to define their own "style" in a sentence or two. That got me thinking. What is my style? I have champagne taste and can't afford the Armani I'd like to be wearing however, I did come up with a "style." I am the 80's meets James Dean meets GQ. Two parts Classy and one part funk. What is your "style?"

I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours

Secret about me: I love dance films/ tv shows. I am obsessed with dance. I watch every dance movie I get my hands on. Though I am not a proficient dancer, I love it more than anything. Someday, (God willing) I will marry someone who loves to dance too and we will dance our little (her) and massive (me) feet off.

So in honor of this topic. A song for you all to dance to.

The Nightmare

do not feign ignorance of what I speak
for it is you who trespasses my mind
how dare you smile so innocently
if only your face reflected the sorrow of my soul
then your potency would vanish
and up in smoke
the image would evaporate
were it not seared into my mind
then perhaps I could live
but instead I am haunted
by visions of you
I see your hair in the wind
the ocean's mist surrounds you as you gaze sweetly at the sunset
you are only a stride or two from me
yet it is an eternity away
I once caught a whiff of you
I awoke with the distinct feeling of your kiss on my lips
and yet the scent of you entranced me still
you were not there and you are not here
you reside in a place not quite real
and yet not far away
the future cannot hide you forever
a day not long from now
the kiss I feel and the scent I smell
will not evaporate with the morning
were it not so
I would surely beg dismissal from this cruel game of life

Monday, August 3, 2009

Foxy cleat

Call me cliché. But I find this woman irresistible:

Attitude is everything and this woman has serious ATTITUDE. What is more sexy than a confident woman with an attitude? Well let me answer that question with another picture:

(No, I don't actually think my new soccer cleat is sexier than Megan Fox)

Sunday, August 2, 2009

I once:

-argued with a girl about her middle name
-searched my entire house for hours looking for an object I clutched in my fisted hand
-tore my swim shorts at the beach and mooned the world till my mom's friend alerted me

Have you ever done anything embarrassing? Lets hear it in the comment box. This is a no judgement zone. We will laugh with you not at you. (however because the internet affords a certain amount of privacy to its viewers, I cannot promise that a few wont laugh at you;)