I am continually amused by the extreme measures we take to vie for the attention of the attainable. I've seen some funnies and heard of even funniers. Ah l'amour...the heart can be so cruel.
Some of the laughable that I see as of recently is middle-aged men teetering at the grasps of loneliness working the rounds for the affect of much younger women. He's mid-thirties. She's mid-twenties. He's far from successful. She's trying to succeed. Only Hugh Hefner has the right to never date anyone older than twenty four. The rest of us average non-wealthy males should look within a reasonable decade's range for a spouse. If you were celebrating a collegiate alma mater at the same time she was befuddled by training bras, maybe it's time you stopped rocking the cradle with your penis.
And so comes the story of the cougars hissing for the eye of a younger man. That's right...in the game of love and loins, women also have no shame. One is prettier than the other. So, in a desperate attempt to skin the sheep, the lesser of the two felines arrives parading in the most revealing clothes her wardrobe could offer. Yes, we all took notice of the epidermal desperation.
Competing for affection can get ugly. Men spend to out man-ify each other. We crack jokes and bruise rivals' egos. Women strip.
If love were easy, then it wouldn't be worth keeping. We should ache. We should take to our knees. Afterall, pride goeth before the fall. Stay foolish and love someone. See you all on eHarmony. Hahaha. =)
Hilarity Girlarity
I have Nothing
I have nothing to write. I have absolutely nothing to publish. Talk about major writer's block.
If you care for babble, feel free to read my rabble.
So...I will be honest. There are things I could say. There are tons I can talk about. My family. My work. This girl... Maybe someday in the future, but right now, I just don't feel compelled nor inspired to share. Ask and I shall answer...hahaha...I know you'll never ask though...muuhahaha.
Some thoughts:
Lakers need to get it together. They should still be a championship team with Lamar Odom and Luke Walton injured. Sad. Too often do I see them slouching their shoulders and accepting a loss before time fully runs off the clock.
I'm bored. I used to find so much to do whenever I was alone. There was always something interesting to read. There was always something to learn. Now, I'm stuck at a point where I just want to meet interesting people. All my fascinations have transferred towards being amongst the fascinating.
I want to write a book. At some point in my life, I want to place a copy of my own work beside a collection of my favorite reads.
Although I feel like I'm miles behind last place, I am far from giving up the race to win her. One day, my awkwardness will fade.
About Those Resolutions...
If earning money was so important throughout the year, why is it never a common New Year's resolution?
Finding resolve for the next year involves taking a moment to reflect on our lives. And as we reminisce through our fortunes and regrets, what's superficial becomes less material.
For this New Year's, I've been taking a look back upon my life from a senior's perspective. After all my money has been made and my career has past, what are the events of the year that I would like to remember and what would be my resolution for the last of my years? I would be counting smiles and resolving a legacy.
Warren Buffett has said that "short-term decisions have long-term consequences." So to try and stand on the shoulder of giants, I'm learning to resolve decades rather than following years.
Goodbye 2008, I've spent the time learning so much. Rather than welcoming a new 2009, the days forward shall be welcoming a new me. No more spreading myself so thin. No more being comfortable. No more settling for complacent. I will do no less and be amongst the best at giving more.
Double Your Pleasure...
Wow! The level of talent that's performing at Kollaboration 9 is amazing. The songbirds are outstanding, the musicians are movingly melodic, and the dancers are high energy. And the eye-candy? Awwww jea jea...it's quite the good looking line up at the Shrine Auditorium.
The show is going to be on February 21, 2009. You know what that means? It's the best way to get over your Valentine's Day blues. Kollaboration 9 will help you forget the absence of roses and chocolates in your life. You'll feel like there might still be someone out there for you...and her name could be Yuri.
Merry X-mas!
It's a freaking sweet Christmas!
The only thing that has yet to be satisfied on my Christmas list is a one day snowboarding trip. It's been about three years since I've ripped through the slopes, and I certainly miss it. I miss hitting a rail...and then falling. I miss taking a jump...and then falling. I miss carving "S" shapes through the snow...and then falling. My body has been crackling and popping much less at the joints recently, but where's the rush?
Yea, yea...I've got good friends and family...whatever. I already thanked them on Thanksgiving. Bring the snow!
I miss the days when I used to wake up at the butt-crack of dawn and then drive up the windy mountain roads toward powder heaven. Red bull? Check. Granola Bars? Check. iPod? Check.
What I do NOT miss is the 40 min lines for the ski-lifts. Talk about awful. Regardless of my normal despise of waiting for anything, having to stand in line for nearly an hour just to board down a 10 minute slope is like taking red hot pokers to the pleasure center.
Anyways, the time has come to visit the slopes once again. We are getting some awesome snow, so I'll be looking forward to some good riding. w00t!
P.S. - My New Year's resolution will be trying to add some awesome to my writing...bigger, better, and faster in 2009.