For someone who was (and is) a huge fan of mid-90's ska, this was pretty cool to see (it's the Cal marching band):
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Not in my movie
Right now my wife is watching "27 Dresses." Even though this was a free rental, it still wasn't worth the time it took me to walk to the store on my lunch break and enter in the free movie code into the Redbox machine. Anyway, I think the reason I don't like it is because of Katherine Heigl. There are just some people that I would never put in a movie if I were a casting director. Here are a few of those people:
1. Katherine Heigl
2. John Lithgow
3. Michael Rappaport
4. Jeremy Sisto (the dude that tried to hook up with Cher on Clueless)
5. The blonde dude from Minority Report and Band of Brothers
6. Ashton Kutcher
7. John Leguizamo
8. Giovanni Ribisi (he played a weird guy on The Wonder Years)
9. Nicole Kidman (recently named the most overpaid actress)
10. Debra Messing (if this were in order in terms of most disliked, she would be number 1)
11. Dane Cook
12. Dax Shepard
Honorable Mention:
1. Eddie Murphy (He still has goodwill banked from Trading Places)
2. Cameron Diaz (If it wasn't for There's Something About Mary, she would be on the list above)
3. George Clooney (He was on the list until I saw Michael Clayton last week. Great movie.)
1. Katherine Heigl
2. John Lithgow
3. Michael Rappaport
4. Jeremy Sisto (the dude that tried to hook up with Cher on Clueless)
5. The blonde dude from Minority Report and Band of Brothers
6. Ashton Kutcher
7. John Leguizamo
8. Giovanni Ribisi (he played a weird guy on The Wonder Years)
9. Nicole Kidman (recently named the most overpaid actress)
10. Debra Messing (if this were in order in terms of most disliked, she would be number 1)
11. Dane Cook
12. Dax Shepard
Honorable Mention:
1. Eddie Murphy (He still has goodwill banked from Trading Places)
2. Cameron Diaz (If it wasn't for There's Something About Mary, she would be on the list above)
3. George Clooney (He was on the list until I saw Michael Clayton last week. Great movie.)
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
The bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
This past December I decided that it was time to hang up the blogging "cleats" and walk away from the game. Well, I'm back now and the best part is that I doubt anyone will read this.
Since finishing school and taking the bar exam a little over two months ago, I have been reborn, so to speak. I've picked up where I left off three years ago when I started law school. I'm reading books again, I'm happy again, and I've decided to try out some new things in my extra time.
If you are married, have kids, and are in school, it's almost impossible to have any kind of a hobby. That doesn't mean that the life of a young student-dad is depressing, it's just that other people come first when your bulbous nose isn't in a book. Here is a small list of things I would like to accomplish within the next few years:
1. Go hog hunting with a bow in central California (this is very close to happening and I will talk more about it later)
2. Write a book. I can't imagine wanting to sit down at a computer and write more after doing it all day at work, but I think it would be quite an accomplishment.
3. Buy a car.
4. Take cooking classes at the local community college.
5. Learn to play the baritone saxaphone.
These are just a few of the things that I would like to accomplish now that I'm done with school. Speaking of school, my ten year reunion was this past week. I didn't go. I wasn't planning on going and then I got the invitation and it was $90/person. I didn't feel like watching people I didn't like in the first place get drunk from the open bar that I paid for with my admission fee.
I think not enjoying your high school years is a hard concept for someone who did enjoy high school to grasp. For me it's like talking to someone who doesn't like cheese (even though he will never see this...my apologies to the one guy I know who doesn't like cheese. I'm sorry for all of the questions). I wish I could go back and talk to myself as a ninth grader. I would tell myself about how great life is once you get out of high school. Actually, I would probably tell myself to do home schooling since it probably would've been a lot more productive.
The question that keeps running through my mind is whether or not those four years are necessary for each individual to learn more about himself/herself. Is high school a necessary evil? Do you have to suffer through those four years to fully enjoy the college years that follow?
It finally feels like the high school yearbook has been closed now that my last friend from school is married. I think every person who has met his wife probably feels bad for ever bothering him about how long (relatively) it was taking him to get married.
In a sense, marriage is like your religion. Once you've converted, you want other people to convert too. It helps to justify your actions a little more. You also kind of look down a little bit on other people who aren't married and sometimes it's hard to be around them because they don't seem to think like you do. When you get together with other married people you talk about friends you know that aren't married and say things like "How come he isn't married? Is he gay? Is he just weird? Does he have fear of commitment? Is he selfish?" It's almost an insult to you that someone you know isn't married. The funniest part is that every person who has ever been married sometimes thinks about how great it would be to be single again. If it's a constant thought, chances are things aren't going so well for you in your marriage. But if the thought crosses your mind every once in a while, you are probably just like that other 99% of married people.
By the way, the whole being married/being a member of X religion is a great comparison in my mind, but it didn't come out so well typed. Maybe I should hold off on that book idea.
Since finishing school and taking the bar exam a little over two months ago, I have been reborn, so to speak. I've picked up where I left off three years ago when I started law school. I'm reading books again, I'm happy again, and I've decided to try out some new things in my extra time.
If you are married, have kids, and are in school, it's almost impossible to have any kind of a hobby. That doesn't mean that the life of a young student-dad is depressing, it's just that other people come first when your bulbous nose isn't in a book. Here is a small list of things I would like to accomplish within the next few years:
1. Go hog hunting with a bow in central California (this is very close to happening and I will talk more about it later)
2. Write a book. I can't imagine wanting to sit down at a computer and write more after doing it all day at work, but I think it would be quite an accomplishment.
3. Buy a car.
4. Take cooking classes at the local community college.
5. Learn to play the baritone saxaphone.
These are just a few of the things that I would like to accomplish now that I'm done with school. Speaking of school, my ten year reunion was this past week. I didn't go. I wasn't planning on going and then I got the invitation and it was $90/person. I didn't feel like watching people I didn't like in the first place get drunk from the open bar that I paid for with my admission fee.
I think not enjoying your high school years is a hard concept for someone who did enjoy high school to grasp. For me it's like talking to someone who doesn't like cheese (even though he will never see this...my apologies to the one guy I know who doesn't like cheese. I'm sorry for all of the questions). I wish I could go back and talk to myself as a ninth grader. I would tell myself about how great life is once you get out of high school. Actually, I would probably tell myself to do home schooling since it probably would've been a lot more productive.
The question that keeps running through my mind is whether or not those four years are necessary for each individual to learn more about himself/herself. Is high school a necessary evil? Do you have to suffer through those four years to fully enjoy the college years that follow?
It finally feels like the high school yearbook has been closed now that my last friend from school is married. I think every person who has met his wife probably feels bad for ever bothering him about how long (relatively) it was taking him to get married.
In a sense, marriage is like your religion. Once you've converted, you want other people to convert too. It helps to justify your actions a little more. You also kind of look down a little bit on other people who aren't married and sometimes it's hard to be around them because they don't seem to think like you do. When you get together with other married people you talk about friends you know that aren't married and say things like "How come he isn't married? Is he gay? Is he just weird? Does he have fear of commitment? Is he selfish?" It's almost an insult to you that someone you know isn't married. The funniest part is that every person who has ever been married sometimes thinks about how great it would be to be single again. If it's a constant thought, chances are things aren't going so well for you in your marriage. But if the thought crosses your mind every once in a while, you are probably just like that other 99% of married people.
By the way, the whole being married/being a member of X religion is a great comparison in my mind, but it didn't come out so well typed. Maybe I should hold off on that book idea.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Sunday, December 2, 2007
The End.
If any of you out there are still checking this, I have good news for you: Stop. I will officially be saving you the five seconds a week that you have spent navigating to this site.
I've thought a lot about this. Actually, I haven't thought that much about it. I just decided that on the list of things I would like to do with my free time, updating this blog was one step above taking out the garbage (which I hate doing more than anything).
There are also some other things that I have been noticing about blogs that I don't like. I don't really know if I want random people knowing about me or what I am doing. I guess what I'm saying is that if someone I know really wants to know what I am doing or what I think about a particular subject, they can always call or send an email (or send me a message on g-chat, which is my favorite method of communication).
There is also kind of this weird "Keeping up with the Joneses" vibe I get when I read some blogs. I'd explain it more, but I'd rather be doing something else with my time right now. Thanks for reading.
The End.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Ree-diculous
Last night we took the boys trick-or-treating in my parents' neighborhood. I was standing on the sidewalk with the stroller while my wife was at the door with our oldest, when a couple of 10 year olds walked by. One of them said to the other "Oh man, I only got a Twix and Ghiradelli chocolate." I couldn't believe it. Not only is a Twix a respectable candy, but Ghiradelli chocolate is some of the best out there. And this kid was disappointed? This also led to me to ask myself a few questions:
1. Who gives out Ghiradelli chocolate on Halloween?
2. How does a 10 year old even know how to pronounce Ghiradelli?
3. What is wrong with kids today when they are complaining about receiving a Twix AND a Ghiradelli chocolate?
By the way, when you visit a neighborhood filled with teenage trick-or-treaters and your son is three years old, people tend to be a lot happier to see a three year old. So much so that they unload the candy into your kid's pumpkin shaped pail. We had to keep unloading the pail into the bottom of the stroller because people decided to "reward" our kid for being younger than the other trick-or-treaters and for wearing a home-made skunk costume. I can't wait to go home tonight and eat more of his candy.
1. Who gives out Ghiradelli chocolate on Halloween?
2. How does a 10 year old even know how to pronounce Ghiradelli?
3. What is wrong with kids today when they are complaining about receiving a Twix AND a Ghiradelli chocolate?
By the way, when you visit a neighborhood filled with teenage trick-or-treaters and your son is three years old, people tend to be a lot happier to see a three year old. So much so that they unload the candy into your kid's pumpkin shaped pail. We had to keep unloading the pail into the bottom of the stroller because people decided to "reward" our kid for being younger than the other trick-or-treaters and for wearing a home-made skunk costume. I can't wait to go home tonight and eat more of his candy.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Funny
So, I just updated about the Red Sox and I just found out they won. Great. It seems like justice is served though because the top story on espn.com wasn't how the Red Sox won, it was that A-Rod was opting out of his contract. Take that, bandwagoning Red Sox fans.
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