Sunday, March 29, 2009

New York. New York.

It's also worth noting that we rented Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist tonight. It was bound to be a hit with me. Great music, a sweet story, and awkward moments that I always find enjoyable — because I know exactly what that too emotional dorky kind of guy is thinking in that scene.

It reminded me of the tingling feeling that you get when you first meet someone. The one that bothers you endlessly whenever they're in your presence. When you don't know where things are going, what they're thinking, regretting every single word you said because you think you sounded like an idiot.

You know what I'm talking about. If you don't, then you're missing out, it's what real relationships are built on.

Most of all, it made me long to be in New York. I hope we live there some day, but only if for a little while.


Viva Las Vegas.

Alin and I got back from Las Vegas today. Thank God. I love Vegas — I do. Just in small, even minuscule doses. It's always enjoyable to visit any town, especially if you know someone who lives there. And boy, do I.

Three close friends of mine, whom I grew with, are now all residents of the city of Las Vegas. Sako and Rupen – both dentists live together as roomies. Edward, a surgeon in training, lives on his own near his place of work (I forget the name, but it's apparently where they took Tupac after he got shot up).

Anyway, these guys are some of my dearest friends. I've known Sako since I was 6 or 8 or however old you are in 2nd grade. Rupen and Edward are friends I grew up around, but didn't really befriend until 9th or 10th grade. Unfortunately, Rupen was in LA seeing someone off back to Argentina so this weekend was filled with adventures with Sako, Ed, and the wife and I.

Side note, the TV is on in the other room and I just want to tell everyone how much I love Easter – because every year I get to enjoy that classic Cadberry Egg commercial. I find nothing more entertaining then a lion in bunny ears – seriously.

Back to the main topic. So Alin and I had a lot of fun in Vegas. Friday we went bar hopping and were remained obnoxious towards the natives. It's interesting that I forget how much I hate LA until I'm surrounded by those tools who drive around in fancy cars, where their too tight Abercrombie and Fitch shirts and glasses that make them look like idiots – oh yes, and there's that stupid greasy bed head hair do that they all of. Losers.

Saturday we remained completely useless. Alin and I left our hotel room around noon for some "breakfast" which ended up actually being a walking tour. Famished, we finally landed at Augustus' Cafe at Caesar's Palace. Be warned, it's steep. I've never paid $50 for 2 plates of eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns (with a side of english muffins) before.

After breakie, Alin and I walked over to Paris for some desert. We heard that the eclairs are to die for.

Once we got back to the hotel, Alin took a power nap while I tried to meet up with the boys at the pool. Unfortunately, the pool was barricaded by body guards and a $40 cover charge. They had parked themselves at Bare, the nightclub of pool lounges, and I only had 30 minutes for a drink. I wrangled, my friends wrangled. Sako name dropped but they weren't having it. In the end, they gave me a comp to get in because they accidently tossed Sako's beverage – but alas it was too late, we had already made the decision to move on.

I did end up getting my drink with Sako. Edward, drunk and hungry, slinked off to In 'n' Out. Sako and I reminisced about our lives, where are friends are, what the future holds for each of us. It was very... thought provoking.

Alin, feeling refreshed, joined us in the lobby, at which point we parted ways with Sako. Alin and I decided to go check out the "Secret Garden" before our evening show.

First off, it's not so secret if there are signs everywhere telling you where to find it. Second off, if you love yourself, or the well being of other animals, don't go see it – please. The animals themselves are plenty cute and interesting. It's just that the habitat is depressing.

There were leopards and lions, and tigers about, but their living spaces were as cramped as my old San Francisco apartment. It was sad to see these glorious animals confined into what felt like prison cells.

The next time we see these animals, it's going to be on a safari in Africa where they actually get to run free, catch their prey, and make babies — in the wild. Unfortunately, the only Mirage these animals see is their former lives flashing through their mind as they lazily dream away while basking in the sun.

Later that night, Alin and I got to enjoy the main attraction of our trip — the Cirque du Soleil Beatles LOVE show. We had front row seats, which were a little overwhelming. We literally made eye contact with the performers while in the middle of their feats of danger. It dawned us about half way through the show that if they made the smallest of mistakes, we could be participants in a mound of pain filled flesh and broken bone — scary.

I do have to say though, being a huge fan of the Beatles, the show could have sucked and I wouldn't have known it. I just sang along while being overwhelmed with acrobatics and contortionists doing their thing.

All in all, the trip was great. We laughed a lot, and that's always good for the soul.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Harry Potter or Ben Linus?

Am I the only person who thinks that little Ben Linus on LOST looks like an evil Harry Potter?


Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Whenever you're feeling down...

Just watch a little Louis CK. He'll always find a way to make you feel better...

We're so spoiled.

Yes, my fellow humans. We are unbelievably and utterly spoiled. We want (and think we deserve) everything. Not only that, we want it fast, cheap, and easy.

Case in point, the housing "crisis." Part of me wants to feel pity for the millions of people out there who bought their big fancy homes, with their 0% down ARMs, and are now losing their homes. Really I do. Unfortunately, the cynical and resentful side of me is relishes in their misfortune.

Why? You know why. You think it too. Many of you try to deny the anger, but it's there. Others of you try to let it go, but it's hard to swallow.

Alin and I work really hard. Sometimes even nights and weekends. We pay our fair share of taxes. We pay Alin's school loans, always on time. We do not live on credit. We help out family both financially and with our time. With all that, we even try and save for our retirement and a down payment for our first home.

But others are not so righteous. Others do not take their responsibilities as members of society so seriously. It's painfully obviously if you spend a little time checking out open houses. What we've been finding is just infuriating. People are in trouble. Thousands are desperately trying to unload the homes they bought that they couldn't afford.

Rather than owning up to their mistakes, they lie to your face. They insist that the price is a steal! "It's 30% less than what we paid for! We're even losing our down payment!"

But Red Fin tells you truth. With a few taps of the keyboard and clicks of the mouse, it all unfolds. Seller after seller, lying through their teeth to save their own skin. It's maddening. These people deserve to lose their homes.

People are always ready for the upside from the risks they take, but no one wants to suffer the consequences when things go sour. It's a lack of accountability and an expectation of entitlement that's consuming the soul of our society.

But if you're not complaining about losing your home, you're like me – complaining about how you can't afford to buy one.

We complain about everything. If it's not the squeaky breaks on our new car, it's how your phone drops a call at the same place. Or maybe it's how it takes your computer 1 second longer than you expected to do what you commanded it to – it's always something.

We're all spoiled and we love to complain about it.

I don't know why we do it. Maybe we find it therapeutic? Maybe it helps us feel like our lives have meaning? Whatever the reason, it's stupid.

There are parts of this planet where people go to war because they don't have water to drink. I can drink water any time I want. I just walk 10 feet from this computer, turn a little knob, and out it comes, SIMPLY AMAZING.

I mean think about it! It's un-f#%king-believable that I'm transmitting my thoughts using my computer and a service I don't even pay for directly into your brain through another machine that you're privileged enough to own. And what am I doing with all this amazing technology? Complaining, of course!

What the hell do I have to complain about? My life is incredibly awesome.

But it's hard. We're all selfish. We know the healthy thing to do is to let it go. But the feeling of "it's not right" and the logic of "it's not worth it" create a conflict that we can't seem to resolve – a never ending war between your heart and your brain.

Maybe talking about it will help make sense of it. Maybe it won't. In either case, thanks for reading.


Saturday, March 21, 2009

What the Frak?!

The Battlestar Galactica finale was mostly enjoyable. I thought they did a reasonable job answering most of the remaining questions.

That said, what the hell was up with Kara? They so did not even attempt to conclude her story. I'm actually quite disappointed in how they handled it.

I hope that they find a way to give fans of the show a sense of closure on that topic. It just seems a little strange to leave it the way they did.

Oh well, I wonder what Alin and I will do with our Friday nights now...


Sunday, March 15, 2009

Did I just find a Battlestar spoiler on IMDB?

I was just checking to see when the new BSG movie might premiere and stumbled across the cast list on IMDB. There are some notable stars missing from the movie cast.

Is it just incomplete information or do we lose some of our favorite characters in the series finale?

Only time (or the cast) will tell...


Teachers and Students.

I've recently been corresponding with a teacher from high school. I find it interesting how you can relate so differently to these role models and authority figures, once you're an adult as well.

It's only been at least 10 years since I last spoke to this particular teacher. It's almost disorienting to be able to talk with this person as an equal. There are certain boundaries that aren't crossed in a class room setting that are now fair game. It's quite enjoyable.

That said, there's probably only one other teacher that I'd ever consider reaching out to at this point. I'll save that for the next decade.


Sunday, March 8, 2009

Happy Birthday Alin

In case you didn't know, today's Alin's 29th birthday. Everyone take a moment and wish her a lovely birthday Sunday.


Friday, March 6, 2009

Lost on LOST

OK. What the hell is going on with LOST?! What the hell is wrong with the producers of that show?

With every single episode, all they do is find ways to complicate the story even further. They add layer after layer, answering fewer and fewer questions. It's infuriating! It makes me want to give up on the show.

Alin and I, week after week, put off watching it till the last minute because we simply don't want to spend an hour confusing ourselves.