Soundtrack

Time for an interactive post. I have discovered over and over again that in my life songs have a much deeper meaning than the notes, beats, and lyrics that make up it's recipe. I was given a collection of 4 mixtapes on CD recently and they were a musical autobiography of the person who gifted me said CD's. I started thinking bout my own soundtrack to life and this is what I came up with. I had to limit myself to 13 tracks cause I wanted my soundtrack up to this point to be one whole CD. And there had to be at least a couple of songs from before 2006 cause it has been a long 27 years and they all deserve to be represented as best as I can recall. So, play along everyone and tell all what is your soundtrack. Mine is quite the collection, but fitting.
1. Nas - One Mic
2. Evanescence - Bring me to life
3. Shaquille O'Neal - I know I got Skillz
4. Hoobastank - The Reason
5. Nelly and Kelly Rowland - Dilemma
6. Mario - You should let me love you
7. Montell Jordan - This is how we do it
8. 2Pac - Ambitionz az a Ridah
9. Denis Leary - Lock n' Load
10. Shawn Michaels - Sexy Boy
11. LL Cool J - 4,3,2,1
12. Nsync - I thought she knew
13. Lloyd and Ashanti - Southside

That bout covers it. Some are very self-explainatory. Some are a lil more personal and complicated. So are yall feeling me or what? Rabble Rock!

The 5 things that pissed me off last week...

It is still Wednesday by a couple of hours, but this almost turned into a Thursday column. Lazy...

#5 - I washed my car this week because I had to go show some clients some more houses. This is the first time it has been washed since the incident with the crazy car kicker guy. The dent looks worse than I thought. It just made me mad all over again. Jackass...

#4 - My computer has a virus that I can't get rid of. It really isn't too bad, but it makes my computer freeze now and then when I am on internet explorer. I am sure it is just some fairly harmless spyware, but it is REALLY annoying. All pathetic losers who think it is fun to create computer viruses instead of going out and getting a life should die. Jackasses....

#3 - A guy came to one of my open houses this past weekend. Without getting into details, the guy was a total jerk. He was complaining about the most useless stuff and just being overall rude as if I built the friggin' house myself. Get over yourself. Jackass....

#2 - I am sick of the roller coaster ride the Kings are taking us on. Thursday night, I went to Arco to check them out against the Lakers. It was the best game of the year so far and the team actually looked good. I started to get hope again. Of course, they followed it up with 3 craptacular losses on the road where they appeared braindead half the time. Stop giving me hope. At least Peja is now gone, lazy Jackass!

#1 - For the first time in forever, the phone rang when I was answering floor calls at work. Yeah! Better yet, the person on the phone asked if I could meet them at a house later in the day to show it to them. OF COURSE!!! I made an appointment at 3:30, left an open house early....... and they didn't even show up. How rude and inconsiderate can you get? JACKASSES!!!

It REALLY Wasn't Meant To Be...

The new date for the Disturbed concert was finally announced. It was rescheduled to March 6th. Yeah, I have to work that night...

I've come to the realization that we just weren't meant to see them in concert. I don't think the signs could be any clearer. So I'll get my money back and we'll have $100 extra dollars that we didn't have before. That's cool...

Would You Rather?

Would you rather...

burn down an orphanage

or

run over a litter of kittens with your lawn mower?


Hmmm... I'm not a cat person, but still, I can't even phathom cold heartedly killing animals, so I'll have to burn down the orphanage (not that I can phathom killing children either...)

Soon, the MAN will be returning...

Some are saying it will happen as soon as March, others say later this year, but Axl Rose has confirmed that the new Guns N Roses album will be released THIS YEAR. Yes, I've been waiting forever this moment it seems. Yeah, there will be no Slash, Duff, and Matt, but it will be a Guns N Roses album with Axl on vocals(as crappy as they may be now). God, I can't wait. Don't you let me down AGAIN Axl!!!

Guns N' Roses - You Could Be Mine


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The five things that pissed me off last week

I am not sure when this turned into a Wednesday column. It used to be a Monday column, then a Tuesday column, and now a Wednesday column. I am 100% sure that it is because of laziness. Anyways, here ya go...

#5 - We get assigned time at work to answer calls and pick up clients. It seems like every time it is my time, my phone does not ring even though the person BEFORE me got calls, and the person AFTER me got calls. It was funny at first, but it is really getting annoying. How can one person be this unlucky? Just another sign that the real estate gods hate me and want me to leave.

#4 - The last three days, the paper boy hasn't placed our paper on our porch. It has been way down the driveway. Sure, you can call me lazy for not walking out to get it, but when it is guaranteed to be on your porch, I have a right to complain.

#3 - I am in a poker rut. I haven't played for money since my last post, but my online fake money account has gotten smaller the past week after many bad games. I don't know what is going on. Did I use all of my poker voodoo? I have a real game Saturday so we shall see.

#2 - Another real estate winner! I was referred to a buyer because the guy only spoke Spanish. The exciting part was that he already knew what house he wanted. All I had to do was show the house to the wife because she hadn't seen it yet. If she liked it, we sign papers and my first transaction would be done. Simple right? Well, we were scheduled to see the house on Tuesday afternoon. I called Tuesday morning to confirm. What did they tell me. They found a house they liked better the night before and signed papers. Like that, deal gone. You know, if this keeps up, I am going to have to start looking for a new job in about 6 months and that is 100% the truth. I hate that because I LOVE my job...

#1 - Is there any doubt of what would be #1. Of course it would have to be psycho hillbilly road rage man(that would be his super villain name.) Even when I think of the events (go back a few posts if you don't know what I am talking about), I start to get so steamed!

It's been a shitty couple of days...

Not figuratively, but literally.

Friday I had a doctor's appointment. My doctor is on the 2nd floor. I took the elevator up, and the second the doors opened, I smelled poo. I figured that someone just walked by and farted. Nice.

I exit the elevator and start down the hall to the office. The smell of poo is only getting stronger. I'm a little baffled. Then I see it. But I have to ask myself if I'm really seeing what I think I'm seeing. As I get closer, sure enough, my suspicions are confirmed - a human turd is laying on the carpet in the hallway. And man does it smell.

I make it to my doctor's office, and as I open the door, the office staff is laughing. "Did you survive the trip down the hall?" they asked. "Barely," I answer. "How does something like that happen?" I ask. "We heard an older person had an accident," they reply. "No kidding. Who's in charge of cleaning that up? I wouldn't want that job!" I say. We all laughed.

But really, HOW does that happen? Even if an old person did have an accident, how does the turd come out of your bum, out of your underwear, and out of your pants? I have never seen anything like that before in my entire life! I mean really, when you're on your way to the doctor, you don't think, "I better watch my step in the hallway - wouldn't want to step in poop!"

And then today Orko pooped in his crate. Again. THAT'S nothing new. What was new - and not pleasant - was that he stepped in it before I let him out. Obviously I didn't know this or I wouldn't have let him out. But I didn't know it, so I opened the door and out he ran. Out of the bedroom, down the hall, to the kitchen, back down the hall, back to the bedroom, depositing little footprints in poo all over the carpet. Nice.

So Manuel and I spend the next hour or so cleaning up after him - me giving him a bath and Manuel scrubbing the carpets. It was EXACTLY how we planned to spend our evening.

So yeah, it has literally been a shitty couple of days...

Disturbed sucks!

Ok, not really. They remain one of my favorite bands, but I'm a little frustrated with them...

We bought tickets to see them in concert on August 8th, 2005. Apparently there was a scheduling conflict and that date was postponed to January 13th. Today. Apparently at the concert in San Francisco last night, the lead singer blew out his voice/vocal cords, thus, tonight's show is postponed also. There's no news about the new date yet.

But what the heck?! I'm beginning to think the band doesn't want to play in Sacramento. Either that or we're not destined to see them in concert.

We had tickets to see then right after we got married. We also had tickets to see Aerosmith a week or two before. The Aerosmith concert was rained out and rescheduled to the same day as the Disturbed concert. We chose Aerosmith.

So that's three chances to see Disturbed in concert, none successful.

Whatever, the lead singer is still super cute. I'd kiss his vocal cords better, even if he doesn't want to play in Sacramento.

So Mad, I Can't Even Think of a Title

This morning, I had an eye doctor appointment. I go to turn left into the parking lot and I see that someone is coming out of the entrance. The exit is right next to the entrance, but I figure this guy is just an idiot. Even though he is in the way, I have plenty of room and I go. As I pass by him, I realize that he is flipping me off with a really angry look on his face. Whatever,it is way too early in the morning to bother with something like this. I pull into the parking lot and park. Out of the corner of my eye, I realize that he is coming back in the parking lot at full speed where he proceeds to park behind my car so it is boxed in. I figure I better lock my door. He gets out and he starts yelling at me about how I am the type of person that drives up everyone's car insurance. The F-Bombs and A-Holes are flying left and right out of his mouth. I calmly tell him (with the window closed of course), that I had the right of way, he was going the wrong way, and I was doing nothing wrong. He then yells more and spits on the car. I figure this is going nowhere and decide I'll just let him yell until he gets tired. He then yells at me for not talking to him and proceeds to start kicking the car. Needless to say, it was time to call the police on my cell. As I reached for it though, he ran back to the car and took off. Because of the angle I was at and where I was parked, I could not get his license plate. I got out and sure enough, my car door has a dent in it. I checked in to my appointment and then went back out to check on the car just in case he came back. This white trash hick was defintely off his rocker and I wasn't putting it past him to go back home and then come back with Junior and Cletus for more mayhem. Was I scared? Not really. I was just on high alert and ready for anything. I didn't reach for my phone right away because if he was crazy enough to warrant a phone call, he would have done something by the time the cops got there anyways. However, when he started kicking the car, I had had enough. I'm not going to report it though. Before I came to this conclusion, I called and asked my friend Gabe who is a Highway Patrolman. He told me as a friend, it sucks that that happened, but as a law enforcement official, he could honestly tell me it would be a waste of time. He went on to tell me all the reasons why and it made sense. Frankly, all I have is a description of him and I know he drives a green Aerostar. After that, there is nothing the cops can do and it would be a waste of time. So, I usually stew on things that make me mad for a long time so you can imagine how long this will be on my mind. I had a meeting at work and I don't even remember what we talked about. I know this is going to stick with me for a while. I am just so irate right now.

The 5 Things That Pissed Me Off Last Week (or so)

Holidays are long gone so the hate returns....

#5 - Saw a bunch of cool things to buy at this fun store in San Francisco on Thursday. I wanted this and that and so on. Too bad we are way too poor to buy anything right now.

#4 - Still no luck on the real estate front, but the new year seems to have picked things up again slightly. Lets see what happens in the next month or so.

#3 - Went to the Kings game on Sunday and it was craptacular. I am not sure that I have ever seen them play worse. I wish that was the first time I had seen that this year, but I have been saying it way too much.

#2 - The annoying lady behind me at the Kings game. I have sat in front of many drunken idiot before, but this lady was just annoying. First of all, she sounded like the old lady from Goonies and Throw Momma From The Train. I hope you know who I am talking about as it makes it more annoying. Secondly, she had a 4 word vocabulary. This is not a joke. She only said 4 words....over and over again. Her vocabulary consisted of Bibby, Peja, No, and Defense. And she said it in that annoying voice of hers. Far and away though, she said Bibby more than anything else. I believe she yelled it around 476 times before she left after halftime. This wouldn't be that bad if she only said it when Bibby had the ball. But nope, she said it when Bibby had the ball, when Bibby didn't have the ball, when Bibby was in the game, when Bibby wasn't in the game, when the KIngs were shooting a free throw, when the PACERS were shooting a free throw, during timeouts, and during HALFTIME! What the hell?

#1 - The absolutely crappy poker game that took place on Saturday at my house. I was all excited for the 1st game of the new season and what happens - I go out first. If that wasn't bad enough, I didn't even win a single hand. Didn't even come close. The cards were just so bad that I never even had a chance. What can you do though, it happens.

How long will you live?

Go to this website, answer a few questions, and figure out a) how long you are expected to live and b) what you're doing a good job at and where you need to improve.

I'm going to live to 86.7 years old, which is apparently less than it should be, but I'm ok with that. 86.7 is a long life.

http://www.agingresearch.org/calculator/quiz.cfm

Standing ovation!

Did anybody read the article in today's Bee titled, "It's Hip To Be Grammatically Correct"? Well, I did, as educating the world about proper grammar, especially misplaced apostrophes, is my goal in life. A round of applause to Gina Kim for writing an article such as this, where she not only includes interviews and quotes from grammar/English teachers and researchers as to why people are choosing to correctly use grammar, but she also addresses some common grammatical mistakes and corrects them.

I must say that there were a few different parts of the article that stood out to me and really rang true. I'd like to share them with you.

"Claiming, 'Who cares how I say it or write it, as long as I am understood,' is like claiming, "Who cares what clothing I wear, as long as it keeps me warm and covers my nakedness.' But clothing performs more than those functions. Your choice of clothing says something about your taste, your awareness of others."

"With the accent, we think of where you're from. With the grammar, it's where you went to school, what job you have, the kind of people you hang out with."

Ms. Kim, as I said above, also includes a mini test for readers to find the mistakes in the given sentences. Number two, following my own crusade, reads, "Martha made some homemade soup and sandwiche's." The answer reads as follows: "Martha made some soup and sandwiches. In this case, "homemade" is redundant, and the apostrophe in a plural noun is wrong wrong wrong." That's my favorite - not just one "wrong," but three!

All I have to say is this: Remember that how you speak and how you write says a lot about you. If you use words incorrectly when you speak or punctuation incorrectly when you write, people may perceive you as less intelligent or educated than you are. Just look at all the flack President Bush gets for his errors. Take pride in yourself and you abilities. Try to put forth the best you that you can.

I'll close with my favorite part of the article:

"I think people who use grammar correctly are sexy because it means they're smart."

It's a New Year...well, 8 days ago

Yup, the calendar now says 2006. It is hard to believe that is the current year. I graduated high school TEN YEARS AGO!!! Has it really been that long? Has it really been FIVE years since I graduated college? It really is true that time flies faster when you get older. I am about 6 months out from hitting 28 and I am starting to wonder where the years went. The only saving grace is that I don't feel like I am 28. My body does sometimes yes. But I still feel like a young guy at heart. That can be good and bad but I mostly see it as a good thing. Not a day passes where I wish it was ok for me to get out action figures and start playing. Why? I don't know. Will I ever outgrow that? Will I be 65 and still playing video games? I am sure that having a kid sometime down the line will affect my fun time significantly, but right now, I don't see myself wanting to outgrow this.

So what do I have in store for the new year. I don't know that anyone has ever had a New Years Resolution and kept it so I won't go that route. I would like to be successful in my job. I love my job and don't know what I am going to do if things don't pan out. Sure, I could go back to teaching, but I hated that job. I don't see myself going back to that. I am right at the 6 month period so hopefully things are going to start panning out soon. I would hate to be 28 years old and looking at a third career after failing 2 careers. Sure, that fits with my above paragraph of not growing up, but my career is something I would actually like to be adult in. Pray, cross your fingers, whatever that in 6 months I am talking about how successful I am in Real Estate.

As you read in a previous post, I won player of the year in poker. I would like to continue being a decent poker player this year and win some more money. On the first day of the year, I started this goal out on the right foot and won the very first poker tournament I played. Not bad to win one right off that bat. However, I played 2 tourneys last night and didn't win any money in either one of them bring my plus/minus for the year in poker to -$10. Not a big loss, but after winning my very first tourney, it would have been nice to follow up with some more money to really build that confidence up. Only time will tell.

It should be an interesting and maybe life changing year. I'll let everyone know all about it...

Dog or Ewok?

Which is Orko the dog and which is Wicket the Ewok?

Who messed up here?

The other day Manuel and I did some running around. At one of our stops, I told him I'd run in and he could wait for me in the car - it was a quick thing. I do what I have to do, then come out and see our car parked. I walk over to the passenger side and go to open the door, only to find it locked. I look inside the car and nobody is there. I look around for Manuel but can't see him/figure out where he'd go. I'm really puzzled now... Then it occurs to me that this may not be our car. I walk around to the back and look at the license plate. Sure enough, it's not ours. Now I'm feeling kinda dumb, but the fact remains that I can't find my husband or our car. I begin looking around again when I hear a honk. I look in that direction and there's my jerk of a husband, sitting 3 spaces away, laughing hysterically. HE WATCHED THE WHOLE THING! I get in the car and tell him that was mean. He agreed and said he'd do it over again in a second.

So am I the dork for going to a car that looked EXACTLY like ours, or is he a jerk for letting it all happen? You make the call...

My my my, how time flies...

January 5, 1996 is an important day in Manuel and my relationship. That is the day we went on our first date. 10 years ago! What the heck?! Can you believe it?! Where has the time gone? 10 years...

It started with him calling me on January 2nd to ask me out. He called and, as I found out later, chickened out and ended up asking me what our Spanish homework was. But he got his nerve up again, called back, and asked me if I wanted to go to the movies with him. I obviously accepted.

So the big First Date rolls around. He picked me up at home. We went to see Twelve Monkeys at the old Cinedomes. When the movie was over, we went to Leatherby's for ice cream. We talked and talked. Manuel spilled his strawberry milkshake all over and made a big mess! See, the shake came in the glass, and the extra came in the metal cup. He went to pour the extra from the metal cup into the glass, but it was a clump of ice cream and came plummeting toward his glass at full speed. His first reaction was to catch it, so he did, which left him with a handful of strawberry shake. We laughed about it, but I found out later that he was positive I wouldn't go out with him again after that. How dare he think me that shallow. How could I resist someone as great as him?

Below is a picture of the movie ticket stub from that first date. How cute is Manuel that he saved it?! It is faded and hard to see, but if you look real hard, you can make out the date and the movie title.

That's how it started. And as they say, the rest is history...

Why I always wanted to be Jimmy Reardon

OK. First you have to understand that it is 2 am. So, this is destined to sound crazy. There is this movie from the 80's called, "A Night in the life of Jimmy Reardon." Not the greatest movie of it's generation, but some things always stick out to people as things they saw for the first time and got their minds to being curious about more than just kids stuff. Just having watched it again for the first time in many years I have uncovered my secret role model. I have always wanted to be Jimmy Reardon. Here is why.......
He spent the entire movie trying to get to Hawaii. All he needed was $188. At 17 he just wanted to get away and start anew. Turns out all I needed was $5,000. I just didn't have Mr. Reardon's drive and determination to get it by any means neccessary.
He spent the entire movie either talking his way into or accidentally falling into the arms of many beautiful women. His best friend's girl, His Mom's best friend, A college girl at a diner he met at 2 am, and even the Hawaii-bound virgin rich girl played by the girl of my teenage dreams Meredith Salenger. Being as that I was too caught up in having my head up my ass back in the day, I might have been just like Jimmy. Dreams I do still have.
I wish I was that smooth a dresser. Sport coats and ties. Nice ass sweaters. Yeah, I said nice ass to describe how a sweater looks. SO WHAT! Those shoes too. Someday I am gonna walk into a room looking that smooth.
In one of the final scene's he is sprawled out flat on the wet asphalt with a bruised eye and a busted lip from having got his ass whooped by the dude who just drove away with the girl of his dreams, Miss Hawaii bound herself. Having spent many a nights getting that beat up over the past few years I know exactly what that is like. That said, I would still wanna be on that ground beat up just like Jimmy. I'd rather chase the ONE than be given SOME. That's a thinker again folks. My new stolen motto fits right here. I'd give up a 1,000 tomorrows for just one yesterday.
Jimmy eventually finds out that his Mom's best friend has not only had him, but his father as well. Jimmy finally comes to realize that the parent that stood before him was also a human being afterall. Sometimes it takes something dramatic to bring this sort of enlightenment about. In other cases it just finally dawns on a kid that people just aren't what we've come to think they are. If only I had followed the teachings of Jimmy Reardon long ago. Oh the trouble I would have saved. I'd be in Hawaii with my tanned gorgeous wife and I wouldn't be up at 2 30 am watching House Party 4 starring IMX. That'll be funny to someone out there. Rabble Rock!

What's wrong with people?

The other day we were driving somewhere, and the craziest thing happened! We've drawn a little diagram to help you understand. We realize the numbers are small, but 1 is on the bottom and 4 is on the top.

The red X is us, waiting to turn left at a light. Along comes a car, the black square. He's driving along (#1), then all of a sudden, he goes into oncoming traffic (#2)!
He stops in the middle of the intersection, in front of oncoming traffic (#3), then pulls into the parking lot on the other side of the intersection (#4). He gets out of the car, walks to the sidewalk, raises both hands into the air and flips the bird toward traffic going in our direction. Then, with both arms still in the air, he yells something along the lines of "You want some?!" He goes back to his car, looks at the driver's side, then gets in and speeds off through the parking lot.

We just looked at each other and laughed. What else can you do?

Would You Rather...

I'm a little disappointed in the lack of participation lately, and I figure this might be because the choices are too horrific. I mean really, that last one was a bit over the line, but I swear I found it in a book and didn't think of it myself...

So on a lighter note, I'll give a less gruesome choice. But on this one, you have to not only choose, but list your choices for everyone to see.

Would you rather...

Be granted the answers to any three questions

or

Be granted the ability to resurrect any one person?

My choice is to get the answers to any three questions, and my questions are:
1) Is there a God?
2) What REALLY happened with the JFK assassination?
3) What happens after we die?

Nobody Puts Baby in The Corner...Beeyatch!!!!

The New York Post is reporting that Patrick Swayze is currently in the studio recording a rap album. Really. I'm dead serious here. It is not often that I am rendered speechless, but I don't know exactly what to say about this. It will probably still sell more than Kevin Federline's album...

Fill in questionnaires are fun...

I saw this on a great blog that I read all the time(http://neuroticnonsense.blogspot.com) and thought it would be fun to fill out myself...

Four Jobs you've had in your life:

Fast food - Carls Jr.
Campus Tour Guide at UC Davis in college
Elementary school teacher
Real Estate Agent

Four movies you could watch over and over:
Not necessarily my 4 top favorites, but 4 I don't get bored of watching over and over
From Dusk Till Dawn
Gone in 60 seconds(The remake)
Kill Bill 1&2
Seven

Four places you've lived:
Torrance
Davis
Sacramento
Antelope


Four TV shows you love to watch:(Top 4 is hard to choose)
Lost
CSI Vegas
My Name is Earl
Scrubs


Four places you've been on vacation:(I've been all over CA so I'll pick outside the state)
Washington DC
Vegas
New York
Mexico

Four websites you visit daily:
joblo.com
egotastic.com
neuroticnonsense.blogspot.com
myspace.com

Four of your favorite foods:
Cheeseburgers
Pizza
Mexican food(since I'm Mexican, is it just called food?)
Good Italian (Ziti, gnocci, riceballs)

Four places you'd rather be:
Vegas
New York
Europe
Cruise ship to anywhee

The Four Books You Must Read Before You DIE...
I Am Legend - GREAT vampire book with a twist
Angels and Demons
Da Vinci Code
The Harry Potter Books!

Copy and paste this in the comments, I would love to see what other people say...

Happy New Year Everyone!

Enjoy the great music - my views on the new year coming soon!

Blue Man Group - I Feel Love


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Happy New Year!!!!!!

I'm SO drunk! :-)

Happy happy new year to one and all! May 2006 grant you all your hopes and dreams. I hope and pray it does for us.