Wednesday, September 9, 2009

So what if it's 9/9/09

The whole stupid world is buzzing about this "anomaly." "It's 9/9/09! All the numbers match! Etc. etc. etc.!" Yeah. It's happened before. It'll happen again. I didn't hear everyone freaking out about 8/8/08, last year.

Those same jerks probably get excited when the clock hits 10:10 twice a day, too.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

On the issue of Shawne Merriman

I know I'm a little late on this, but I've gotta be honest. When I heard Merriman had been arrested for choking Tila Tequila, I thought, "Finally, someone did what the rest of us were thinking."

I'm going to be a bit annoyed if this keeps him off the field for game this weekend.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Man, I gotta do my research

Turns out Rosetta Stone isn't working. So much for yesterday's vow. Gonna have to put this off a couple of days while I get it working.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Put up or shut up

Being half Mexican, you'd think I'd be at least proficient in the Spanish language - and I was at some point during high school. My dad speaks it fluently and pretty much all of the relatives I grew up around speak it fluently. But somewhere in the tosses and turns of childhood, I was left on the platform as the train to Bilingualville took off down the tracks.

Now, I speak and understand a very meager amount of the language. If I woke up in Mexico tomorrow I could find my way out alive, most likely. But I've resolved to improve my ability. In fact, I've vowed to become more fluent in Spanish for a couple of years, now. But tomorrow I'm going to do something about it, finally.

Tomorrow, I'm going to start a Rosetta Stone Spanish program and, hopefully, stick with it once a day until I'm good and fluent. I'll probably post some of my adventures and follies here, in the future. As for right now, I need to jump into some cold water because it's too hot to think.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Blog's back and I'm still bugged

I watched this guy go into a restaurant with his wife and two kids. Doesn't sound too annoying right off, but here's the thing: Dude never took off his sunglasses. At no point during this meal (taken indoors, mind you) did he feel it was acceptable to take off his douche-y, Euro-trash sunglasses. Awesome.

A normal man pulling this stunt would be considered an ass (in my opinion, at least), but a man with his wife and two kids present deserves a gold medal for ass-baggery. Props to his wife for being supportive of his condition. Without her, this all wouldn't have been possible.

P.S. Yes, ass-baggery might be new to the English language. Bonus points for coming up with an appropriate definition.

P.P.S. Yes, it's been almost a year since my last entry. Shut up.