Tuesday, September 26, 2006

One more meme (by guest blogger Lisa)

Ex blogger Lisa couldn't resist one more post when she saw this meme going around. Of course, I graciously let her guest blog. She even added five to make up for Karol's list.


1) Just make a fucking decision! Your indecisiveness really annoys me!

2) I miss you sometimes.

3) I love you but I think you are being selfish and unrealistic.

4) How are you physically attracted to her? Anyone with eyes can see that
she is just plain ugly!

5) Stop worrying about how you smell down there! It's all a part of being a
women for godsakes.

6) Just give me the money you owe me and stop making me ask for it!

7) I think it is sad that you are settling.

8) I think you are the biggest kiss ass!

9) You need intensive 3x/week therapy.

10) I love you sweetie! But you would be so much happier if you got that
nose job.

11) If you ask me one more time if you look fat in what you are wearing I may
have to kill you.

12) Please Please forget about him. You deserve better. You are making him
into something he never was. If you cut all ties with him it will be

13) I hope our son has your eyes.

14) I don't trust you at all. You would sell your own mother out!

15) The fact that you have taken all your boyfriend's opinions as your own
makes me so angry. How can you turn your back on who you are?


Saturday, September 23, 2006

Best meme ever

I saw this meme on Bitter With Baggage and thought it was absolutely perfect. I could go on for well past 20, but I somehow limited it to 10.


1. It's pathetic that you lie about your age. It will just make you look like a tool, eventually.

2. The reason I never made a move on you is because I'm shy sometimes and frankly, you never showed any interest. But now you have an annoying girlfriend so it doesn't matter.

3. You are mildly anti-semitic. Admit it.

4. You are a beautiful girl but you need to understand that guys want more than that or you'll just get dumped again.

5. It breaks my heart that I hurt you and there are some days I really can't stand the pain.

6. I think you are beautiful and I'm afraid I just dated your best friend to get closer to you.

7. I'm jealous of your accomplishments, and the fact that you are a nasty person makes it even worse.

8. Stop calling me. It will never happen, not if you were the last person on this island and the fact that you still have hope is just laughable at this point.

9. For someone so smart, you can be so stupid.

10. I Myspace stalk you. Endlessly.

Passing it onto Karol, Jason, and Ari.


Words of Advice

When you are asked to describe yourself on Myspace, Friendster, various dating sites, etc. don't tell people you 'have an edge'. That's super lame.


Inconsistency bothers me

I'm in Long Island this weekend, chillin' with the 'rents and my bro. so far I've spent quality time at the mall, and watching FoxNews with my dad wondering how the hell the French have gotten information about OBL from some cave in Pakistan. That's the French for ya. They think they know a lot about everything, but we all know they know nothing about everything. C'mon. You know it.

Anyhow, let's get back to the mall adventure. Apparently things have changed since my highschool years. A Panera Breads opened up right next to the Legal Seafood and boy was I excited when I saw that. The first time I ever went to Panera was when I was helping out on the Bush campaign in Iowa back in '04 and the only decent place to eat was this place called Panera that everyone was raving about. So I would get into my graciously donated from the RNC rental car and drive the eight miles or so through corn and potato fields and then this little Mexican suburb which seemed sort of random, and arrive at the wonderland known as Panera. The coffee was great, you could smell the freshly baked bread, and the sandwiches were just so yummy.

So this got me thinking about chain stores and how excited I got and how I often come across those people that despise them, although most of them tend to be hypocrites. It's like, they stress their hatred of sameness, lack of variety, the death of creativity blah blah blah. However, if you frequent hipster neighborhoods, you'll notice that every restaurant opening up has the same exact menu. They are all French style bistros with occo busso and salad nicoise on the menu. Which is fine, I mean, hell I love slow cooked lamb as much as the next guy, but why no complaints about the monotony? Or overpriced American Apparel opening up everywhere? Where is the consistency here?

Alright, rant = over. Happy new year to Jews out there. I'm off to eat some challah. gimme a HOLLA


Friday, September 22, 2006

Book Meme

From Karol.

1. One book that changed your life?

2. One book you have read more than once?

3. One book you would want on a desert island?
How 'bout a book called, 'How to entertain Yourself When You're on a Desert Island'.

4. One book that made you cry?
Nothing I can recall. But I got a bit emotional while I was reading Girl, Interrupted.

5. One book that made you laugh?
David Sedaris - Me Talk Pretty One Day. Holy crap the French class chapter is priceless.

6. One book you wish had been written?
How to entertain Yourself When You're on a Desert Island

7. One book you wish had never been written?
I picked up a cookbook the other day with the title 'Everything Tastes Better With Bacon'.
It sort of grossed me out.

8. One book you are currently reading?
Nothing. But I just finished a Case for Israel which was a real page turner. No really, I'm not being sarcastic.

9. One book you have been meaning to read?
Anything by Dostoyevsky. I hear that guy is pretty rad.

10. I'm passing it on to the lovely miss Petitedov.


Sad Words

In the past week, two friends of mine both had their fathers pass away. They aren't terribly close friends, but they are close enough that their grief has really affected me. I'm usually at a loss for words in these situations and have been working on trying to change that because I think the worst thing you can do in times of mourning is to give into the awkwardness of the situation. Even if what you want to say is cliche, I think it means a whole lot more to them than we realize.

The note I wrote to one of my friends took a while, and I've decided to post it here because I'd like to help anyone out if they are caught in a similar situation as I was, not being able to fully relate to a person who is mourning the loss of a loved one, but still wanting to convey that I care deeply about their healing.

The news of your father has come as quite a shock. I had an odd feeling something may have happened after I didn't hear from you for a couple of days, but I did not expect this. I am so sorry and wanted to offer my condolences. I'm not sure if this news came to you suddenly, or if he had been sick, but regardless I obviously can't imagine how difficult this must be for you right now.

On the blessedly few occasions I have offered condolences, I often think back to the time when my grandmother died and remember appreciating it the most when people provided their personal insight about death or their times of difficulty.

I feel like it's an emotional time of year as it is, since the Jewish new year begins tonight. Perhaps this gives you opportunity to reflect even deeper on the memory of your beloved father. This time of year we sort of look into what is living within us. I feel like when we mourn, we are trying keep the spirit of the deceased alive, and the fact that your father's passing during this time of year makes that even stronger. His spirit will certainly live on with your help. I also hope that you can stay strong and provide strength to your mom and other family members during this time. I know you, and have a feeling you are being a great help to them.

Please let me know if there is anything I can do and feel free to take as much time as you need. Also know that I am thinking of you, especially tonight as I attend services, and hope that my words can at the very least comfort you in some way.


Friday, September 08, 2006

Blogger bash


You can ignore the poll going on about whether or not we should have nametags. There will be. Don't act like you're too cool for nametags. You aren't.


Thursday, September 07, 2006

Crazy talk

Today at work a woman in my department that I deal with quite frequently was taken to the medical center because she was wandering around the company talking to herself. Usually she's one of the most down to earth, nicest and friendliest women I've had the pleasure of working with, especially compared to the other annoying, gossipy women on my floor. I knew nothing about her personal life, but this morning I noticed she had cut her hair off, dressed herself like she was coming from the soup kitchen, and was snapping at people which is completely out of character for her.

This is the second time this year someone has gone nuts in my department. Clearly there is something in the air.

It's a bit scary, seeing as though she could have had a stroke and no one whom she is close to even bothered to notice that she was not well enough to come to work. I get sad when I witness these situations. Who is caring for these people that need to be cared for? Where are her kids? And of course I always tie it back to myself. What if I'm still living by myself in twenty or thirty years and some wire snaps in the ol' head and there's no one to take me to the nearest psychiatric hospital? On second thought, maybe that's a good thing.

Anyhow, as you can guess, the gossipers are out in full force and I'm annoyed that what should be of genuine concern has turned into a soap opera. How many times a day can I mentally tell my coworkers to get a life? More than you can imagine, my friends. More than you can possibly imagine.