It's so funny how forceful she looks when she says the last word.
And yes, its fake. lol.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Cell Phone Predator Alert Act?!?!?
Stalkers Beware.
There's a new bill that has been submitted to Congress that will require camera phones to make a "click" sound when they take a picture.
The bill is aimed at those creeps out there who like to take pictures of lil' kids, but what about the rest of us?
What about those who like to just sneak shots of someone who might be lookin' a hot mess on the street?
Or those who might want to sneak a quick shot of their hot date to share with our friends?
They don't need to know their picture is being taken...
Furthermore, this foils my ability to take pictures of friends while they're sleeping, with their mouth open - with some slobber dripping down the side of their mouth; which I like to send to them later as a gag joke.
I hope the bill doesn't get passed, because I'd be rather upset.
There's a new bill that has been submitted to Congress that will require camera phones to make a "click" sound when they take a picture.
The bill is aimed at those creeps out there who like to take pictures of lil' kids, but what about the rest of us?
What about those who like to just sneak shots of someone who might be lookin' a hot mess on the street?
Or those who might want to sneak a quick shot of their hot date to share with our friends?
They don't need to know their picture is being taken...
Furthermore, this foils my ability to take pictures of friends while they're sleeping, with their mouth open - with some slobber dripping down the side of their mouth; which I like to send to them later as a gag joke.
I hope the bill doesn't get passed, because I'd be rather upset.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Throw Back!
I heard this on the radio today. It's not terribly old, but it sure isn't new either! haha.
Nas ft. Ginuwine - You Owe Me
Nas ft. Ginuwine - You Owe Me
My Professor has a Potty Mouth...
...and I don't like it.
He isn't the first, and I doubt he will be the last; but it seriously bothers me when Professors and other figures of authority - especially in an educational institution - use profanity. Now, just so we're clear, he isn't cursing at his students - I wouldn't be havin' that. Rather, he just uses profanity in his speech. Is it necessary?
By no means am I gonna sit here and act like I haven't used a profane word in my life. Hell, I've probably used them in this blog already. But if you're supposed to be a teacher, a mentor, a professional, then I'm gonna have a hard time accepting that you are one, and treating you as such if you're cursing as you give your lecture.
I'm not sure if older professors think that its cool to do it in order to win "popular" points with students, but - in my book - you're only loosing points. Especially if it sounds forced.
There . is . nothing . worse . than . someone . who . tries . to . curse .
So professors, please. If you don't use profanity, then don't start for the sake of the students. The fact that you can convey a point to your students without profanity is admirable. And if you do use profanity, try to monitor when you do it, and never do it directly at a student. It's not a good look.
Class dismissed.
He isn't the first, and I doubt he will be the last; but it seriously bothers me when Professors and other figures of authority - especially in an educational institution - use profanity. Now, just so we're clear, he isn't cursing at his students - I wouldn't be havin' that. Rather, he just uses profanity in his speech. Is it necessary?
By no means am I gonna sit here and act like I haven't used a profane word in my life. Hell, I've probably used them in this blog already. But if you're supposed to be a teacher, a mentor, a professional, then I'm gonna have a hard time accepting that you are one, and treating you as such if you're cursing as you give your lecture.
I'm not sure if older professors think that its cool to do it in order to win "popular" points with students, but - in my book - you're only loosing points. Especially if it sounds forced.
There . is . nothing . worse . than . someone . who . tries . to . curse .
So professors, please. If you don't use profanity, then don't start for the sake of the students. The fact that you can convey a point to your students without profanity is admirable. And if you do use profanity, try to monitor when you do it, and never do it directly at a student. It's not a good look.
Class dismissed.
Monday, January 26, 2009
HEROES: Fugitives!
In case you didn't know, the new season starts next week. In the new season, the heroes/villains will be "hunted" by the government. Yes, it's starting to sound more and more like the X-Men, but the show still keeps me coming back!
Miley's Malfunction
It appears innocent, teen idol, Miley Cyrus has fell victim to the recent wardrobe malfunction crisis. Lucky for her it was during a video shoot, and not the Super Bowl. Realistically, you can't even call it a wardrobe malfunction - the dress didn't do anything wrong - the designer did; it was too low cut. Anyone's bosom would've popped out of it.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
First Impressions ARE Everything
Pay attention. You might learn something.
So I just got back from "a night out on the town" as they say. Overall, I have to say it was fun, however, it started rather awkward.
My sister's friend [we'll call her "Joan"] was having a B'day party at a club, and she had invited my sister to attend. I was bought along as - well - in the past I have proven to be quite "entertaining." For that reason, I was forced to drive this time, so I wouldn't become too inebriated; and be "entertaining." So I drove to club, no big deal. I can have fun sober, right?
So we arrive, and order our drinks as the first order of business when we walk in the door. [A Corona with lime for me, and my sis had some white wine]. We then meet and greet Joan and a few of her friends. Everyone seemed to to be pleased to see me despite my past displays of "entertainment." Nevertheless, I sipped my Corona waiting for that confidence that I knew it would bring.
Unfortunately, I didn't come fast enough.
Joan comes over to me, and says "Hey, I want you to see if you remember this person."
You want to see if I remember them? Clearly, this was someone I came into contact with while inebriated. [Yes, "inebriated" is the Word of the Day].
So I walk over with Joan to a fine, middle-aged woman who seemed rather excited to see me. "Hey!" she exclaimed "Remember me?"
The alcohol hadn't kicked in yet - I couldn't lie. "Nah, not really." I replied as I smiled shyly.
"Oh, remember you gave me the lap dance?!!?"
It all came back to me. In fact, it hit me. In a prior visit to this venue I did, indeed, give this woman and her friend a lap dance. In fact, I was in a sort of competition with one of my other friends who started giving them lap dances. My goal that night was to prove I could do it better - and from her recollection - I did. I had done it so well that she told her friends, her family, her husband, etc. She wanted seconds.
"I'm not leaving tonight until I see those hips move again!" she exclaimed. She went on to tell me how I had nice hips, how well I moved them, how my a** was all in her face, and how she loved it. Joan even showed me a few pictures in her digital camera to refresh my memory. At this point, I'm embarrased beyond belief. Granted, I was glad I had made such a favorable impression on the woman [we'll call her Liz, by the way], but she expected me to do that again?
I put down my Corona and proceeded to the bar to upgrade to a double shot of Tanquery - on the rocks. I had no time to waste on beer.
Needless to say, the Tanqueray did what I expected it to do. My inhibitions were low as Liz led me to the dance floor. We then proceeded to dance, and dance....and dance....and dance. I began to perspire, heavily. Liz looked at me and smiled. "Tired?" she said. "I can go for two hours. I teach a two hour cardio class!"
You do what?
At that moment I gained a new respect for Liz. For Liz had to be in her forties maybe even fifties, and she had it goin' on! But a two hour cardio class? I became afraid. I told Liz I needed a break.
We took a break, and I used that opportunity to finish the rest of my Tanqueray. We then headed back to the dance floor and Liz and I worked out for another hour or so. I seriously lost track of time, but I do know that I am going to hurt in the morning. It was fun though. Liz and I made our mark on the dance floor. I recall one woman pointing at us and saying "That's what I'm talking about!"
The moral of the story? First impressions are everything. Before tonight, I was merely a hot, druken, stripper-eqse fantasy in Liz's mind. Not too negative of an impression, but I needed to clean it up a bit; and I feel I did that as I didn't allow myself to get too inebriated this time.
So be careful of the impressions you make. For after you make an impression on one individual - they're likely to tell their friends; and then their friends tell their friends. And before you know it, your reputation has preceded you. And when that happens, you want to make sure its a reputation you want to be known by.
Class dismissed.
So I just got back from "a night out on the town" as they say. Overall, I have to say it was fun, however, it started rather awkward.
My sister's friend [we'll call her "Joan"] was having a B'day party at a club, and she had invited my sister to attend. I was bought along as - well - in the past I have proven to be quite "entertaining." For that reason, I was forced to drive this time, so I wouldn't become too inebriated; and be "entertaining." So I drove to club, no big deal. I can have fun sober, right?
So we arrive, and order our drinks as the first order of business when we walk in the door. [A Corona with lime for me, and my sis had some white wine]. We then meet and greet Joan and a few of her friends. Everyone seemed to to be pleased to see me despite my past displays of "entertainment." Nevertheless, I sipped my Corona waiting for that confidence that I knew it would bring.
Unfortunately, I didn't come fast enough.
Joan comes over to me, and says "Hey, I want you to see if you remember this person."
You want to see if I remember them? Clearly, this was someone I came into contact with while inebriated. [Yes, "inebriated" is the Word of the Day].
So I walk over with Joan to a fine, middle-aged woman who seemed rather excited to see me. "Hey!" she exclaimed "Remember me?"
The alcohol hadn't kicked in yet - I couldn't lie. "Nah, not really." I replied as I smiled shyly.
"Oh, remember you gave me the lap dance?!!?"
It all came back to me. In fact, it hit me. In a prior visit to this venue I did, indeed, give this woman and her friend a lap dance. In fact, I was in a sort of competition with one of my other friends who started giving them lap dances. My goal that night was to prove I could do it better - and from her recollection - I did. I had done it so well that she told her friends, her family, her husband, etc. She wanted seconds.
"I'm not leaving tonight until I see those hips move again!" she exclaimed. She went on to tell me how I had nice hips, how well I moved them, how my a** was all in her face, and how she loved it. Joan even showed me a few pictures in her digital camera to refresh my memory. At this point, I'm embarrased beyond belief. Granted, I was glad I had made such a favorable impression on the woman [we'll call her Liz, by the way], but she expected me to do that again?
I put down my Corona and proceeded to the bar to upgrade to a double shot of Tanquery - on the rocks. I had no time to waste on beer.
Needless to say, the Tanqueray did what I expected it to do. My inhibitions were low as Liz led me to the dance floor. We then proceeded to dance, and dance....and dance....and dance. I began to perspire, heavily. Liz looked at me and smiled. "Tired?" she said. "I can go for two hours. I teach a two hour cardio class!"
You do what?
At that moment I gained a new respect for Liz. For Liz had to be in her forties maybe even fifties, and she had it goin' on! But a two hour cardio class? I became afraid. I told Liz I needed a break.
We took a break, and I used that opportunity to finish the rest of my Tanqueray. We then headed back to the dance floor and Liz and I worked out for another hour or so. I seriously lost track of time, but I do know that I am going to hurt in the morning. It was fun though. Liz and I made our mark on the dance floor. I recall one woman pointing at us and saying "That's what I'm talking about!"
The moral of the story? First impressions are everything. Before tonight, I was merely a hot, druken, stripper-eqse fantasy in Liz's mind. Not too negative of an impression, but I needed to clean it up a bit; and I feel I did that as I didn't allow myself to get too inebriated this time.
So be careful of the impressions you make. For after you make an impression on one individual - they're likely to tell their friends; and then their friends tell their friends. And before you know it, your reputation has preceded you. And when that happens, you want to make sure its a reputation you want to be known by.
Class dismissed.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Commencement
I'm new to blogspot. Be gentle.
So here's my introduction. My "hello" to all of you reading this. I could be mean, and have you navigate to my profile to find out about me, but since you were kind enough to visit, I'll spill some details here.
To cover the basics, I'm currently a student in college majoring in Management Information Systems. I worked for a teleservices company for 5 years while also being in school, and then got laid off earlier this month. [Can someone say "economy?"]. My interests include technology, business, health, and entertainment. I'm lying; I have more interests, but I just can't think of them at the moment. You'll eventually find out if you keep reading my posts. haha.
So what does blogging have to do with that? Not a whole lot. I'll admit. However, I plan to have this as a hobby to share thoughts, interesting experiences, secrets [haha], etc. I don't expect this blog to have a theme, but I like to think there will be something for everyone. I'm open to suggestions for blog topics as well.
So are you ready? It'll be a fun ride.
So here's my introduction. My "hello" to all of you reading this. I could be mean, and have you navigate to my profile to find out about me, but since you were kind enough to visit, I'll spill some details here.
To cover the basics, I'm currently a student in college majoring in Management Information Systems. I worked for a teleservices company for 5 years while also being in school, and then got laid off earlier this month. [Can someone say "economy?"]. My interests include technology, business, health, and entertainment. I'm lying; I have more interests, but I just can't think of them at the moment. You'll eventually find out if you keep reading my posts. haha.
So what does blogging have to do with that? Not a whole lot. I'll admit. However, I plan to have this as a hobby to share thoughts, interesting experiences, secrets [haha], etc. I don't expect this blog to have a theme, but I like to think there will be something for everyone. I'm open to suggestions for blog topics as well.
So are you ready? It'll be a fun ride.
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