Friday, April 29, 2011

Deadliest Catch- Real Men or Real Retards?

I'm currently watching the new season of Deadliest Catch, a show that I've been following since inception. Great show, epic stories, and crazy ass episodes. Which leads me to my Q, are these guys real men or real retards? I mean most of the guys aren't that intelligent nor classy fellows but they sure know how to catch crabs. I am more of a lobster guy myself, but King crabs are dirttttyyyy. And, obviously I have a new found respect for King Crabs after watching the show. People fucking die for crabs! That's absurd. Each person puts their own lives at stake to fish for crabs, wow.

There isn't much content in this post since I still can't quite find the answer to my Q, Deadliest Catch: Real Men or Real Retards? So, I'll just go in peace and watch my show while eating some King Crabs.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

The Black Keys

Before I forget, check out the band, The Black Keys. Unreal music.

The Floor 12 chick

So, I walked into the elevator after the gym and Rite Aid and what walks in the same time as me. The hottest chick I've ever seen. I hit floor 8 (to make sure she knows where I live) and she hits Floor 12. I try to play it cool and not speak but partly because I'm in awe of how gorgeous this chick was. She looked around my age or a little younger which is good. WOW, that's all I can say. This is the first time in NYC where I've been speechless (could've been the combo of a hangover and just coming back from the gym) but I'm usually a cocky asshole who has a smooth operator when needed. I couldn't think of anything to say to her, I should've fucking just said hey, just moved in a couple of months ago. What's your name? I'm trying to meet the people in the building. Something along those lines, just to get her name and know what her deal is in 30 seconds.

We didn't say anything until my floor came and I politely said excuse me as I gazed into her eyes. She looked back at me and gave this flirty giggle. Floor 12 chick, oh I love you. Hopefully, I'll encounter this creature again. She is fucking gorgeous, red lips, dirty blonde, great body, like her fashion sense, and just amazing eyes and once again her lips. If God ever wanted to give me a bday present, I hope it's her.

Which brings me to my main point of this post, why do we meet these amazing people in the elevator and never see them again? I'm sure everyone has had a similar encounter to my elevator story. I live in a decently sized building, 17 floors, about 50 units and 150 people I would say live in my building. 80% are chicks so it's hard for me to think of leaving this building even though I am on M Hill. I don't get why I didn't say anything to her since I knew, this could be my only chance to see her. I don't even know if she's been here for a while or just moved in. The elevator sitch is an amazing dynamic if you think about it. I've heard stories of people meeting their wives/husbands on it or just future ex gf/bf. That little tiny contraption has so many potential stories, it's really amazing.

Can someone comment and give "us" a little story and feedback on one of their many elevator stories.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

My boy Ryan Mallett

http://sports.yahoo.com/nfl/blog/shutdown_corner/post/Mallett-misses-meeting-due-either-to-illness-or?urn=nfl-wp1061

Unfortunately, I've been so busy at work that I haven't had a chance to keep up with the NFL draft and potential rich black guys. However, my boss sent me this article regarding Mallett missing a meeting with the Panthers who have a top 3 pick because he was either sick or "sick." Now, let me tell you something about Mallett, he maybe an idiot sometimes but the kid loves GREEN (not bud) more than a jewish stockbroker. This is first hand experience. I've known Mallett since he first enrolled in to UM as a first semester HS graduate. We randomly met at my frat party and I walked into my room to grab some cups and he was there alone staring at my #15 jersey (which was my Steve Breaston a year before). He asked me if this was mine and I replied yes. Then proceeded to ask me if that was my favorite number and I said yes (at that time I was a big 'cuse Melo fan and he wore #15). Afterwards, we went down and played beer pong and became good friends. He got drunk with us like every athlete does and mind you I was an athlete myself at the time. He wasn't outrageous, he was just another drunk college kid at UM. He was loyal also, which I was surprised. Most QBs think they're the best and only they should garner any attention or loyalty from others. But, no. Mallett saw me in a hostel situation and corrected it for me. I was thoroughly surprised and it really brought us closer as friends. I gained a whole new amount of respect for him as a person. People told me I should expect selfishness which he showed to the public, but in reality he's one of the most loyal people I've ever met.

He will be a good pro QB, he is a natural leader, and he is a little naive. But, come on. He's 22 years old. What do you expect? He needs time and a couple years backing up a mature veteran who can teach Mallett how to handle himself in public and the  locker room. Whoever passes him off is an idiot!!!

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

University of Michigan Lax practice helmets- retro wolverine

http://insidelacrosse.com/news/2011/04/18/gear-zone-michigan-unveils-new-warrior-tii-practice-helmets

Gotta be the sickest helmets I've seen in a while. I used to play lax for Michigan (#50) and we used to get the sickest gear from Warrior, Nike, and Adidas (when the switch happened). SO jealous of the young guns and congrats to UM for finally going D-1. Wolverines will be officially a D-1 team in 2012.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Hungover blogging- the cure for hangovers?

As I'm starting my day at work, fuck I realized I'm way hungover.... really hungover.... I try to figure out new and interesting ways to get over my hangovers at work. Today, I'm trying the Causalities of Winning method. I'm going to attempt to blog durign work while hungover. Yeah, I'm sick like that. I'm wondering if me writing down clever, comical, and assholish comments can bring me back to my normal self. I hope so because sometimes I'm hungover all day at work, which sucks or I get one massive hangover and I'm chilling once noon hits. I hope it's the latter.

Hangovers are kind of funny if you think about it. You're basically still drunk from the night before and really feeling the consequences of believing you're an 18 year old freshmen in college who's body hasn't felt the years and years of drinking juuuussttt yet.... Well, I'm fucking paying for the idioticy of my friend who is visiting from LA. He's forced me to go out since Wednesday night and it's fucking Friday morning. So, I have 2 more nights and 2 days of drinking hard. God help me now....

I'm going to keep saving this blog and rediting it throughout the day until my hangover is over. So, it'll be a nice way of be tracking if the COW method works.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

It's just getting sad here in America with the housing market

http://therealdeal.com/newyork/articles/homes-become-billboards-in-exchange-for-mortgage-payments--2

People in Palm Beach are trying to fight their mortgage default chances by offering to have their homes painted like billboard ads. It's pretty fucking pathetic that Americans have to resort to this b/c their dumbasses and overleveraged (over borrowed) to the point of bankruptcy. Come on people, if you can't afford a huge house now just wait and save some capital and in the future when you can AFFORD it, then buy the fucking thing. It disgusts me that this link is even up.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Recommending my friend's blog

I usually don't (really never will) recommend another blog b/c I obviously have the greatest blog known to mankind and why else even consider respecting someone elses, no? Well, my idiot friend grew a conscience and decided to quit his awesome job at Raytheon and volunteer in Haiti. Now, he's blogging about his experiences traveling the world. Check it out.

http://beerandlobster.com/

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Taking a job rejection to the next level

If I ever hated a company enough that rejected me, I'd send this little reply back:

[Today's Date]

Dear Mr/Ms. XXXXX:

Thank you for your letter of March 20. After careful consideration I regret to inform you that I am unable to accept your refusal to offer me employment with XXX XXXXXX Ltd.

This year I have been particularly fortunate in receiving an unusually large number of rejection letters. With such a varied and promising field of candidates available, it is impossible for me to accept all refusals.

I certainly appreciate the time, skill and creativity invested in submitting your letter of rejection. Despite your outstanding qualifications and likely having previous experience in rejecting many quality applicants, I find that your rejection does not meet with my needs at this time.

Therefore, I will initiate employment with your firm on Monday of the following week. Please arrange the appropriate details with your Human Resources department and Accounting teams. I look forward to being a part of the team. See you then!
Best of luck in rejecting future candidates.

Sincerely,

XXXX XXXXXXX

Monday, April 11, 2011

So happy that I need a new pair of shoes

http://hypebeast.com/2011/04/new-balance-999-by-concepts/

Only shoes that I can wear that don't hurt my feet. Love the new retro look.

Winning in a different Continent?

So, I am not just an asshole and do have some kind of heart in me. I volunteer at Columbia U and teach/mentor undergraduates in the real estate club (which is the industry I currently work in ). Bright and young students who really have no idea on what they're going to do in life but have a passion for real estate. Basically, after one of my monthly seminars, a student comes up to me and thanks me for helping him out, etc. then proceeds to give me his business card. The kids family is one of the biggest developers in Hong Kong (Literally, built Hong Kong from scratch; billionaire status) and offered me a job in the future. The statement begs the Q, should I be winning in a new continent? I mean I am Filipino and was born in the Pacific Ocean area.

But, could I really win over there? The culture is so different let alone the ridiculous language barrier I would face. I mean it's an awesome opportunity and I've always told myself I would be living outside of the US for a couple of years or maybe forever... but this soon? My family will think I'm nuts if I leave after my first job in NYC to move to China, but come on dude. I recently turned 24 and have no freaking clue what I want to do, my mind is all over the place. Logically, it makes sense to travel, make mistakes (HUGE), get a new job when I'm young and don't have A. mortgage to pay B. have a family C. have responsibilities.

I have this weird feeling that it might be that opportunity that pushes me over the edge and gets me to that next  level of success/income. China is the future of real estate. The US is extremely overbuilt and the only way to develop is if you have a billion dollars and that's not fun anymore. I want to be part of a growing and evolving location and my buddy currently works in Poland for the next 2 years as head of acquisitions for a huge real estate company in NYC. IF he can do, I think I can too.

Change is something that has always been apart of my life and continually use it to my advantage. I've been in situations before where the experience from my lifetime of change has contributed to my successful outcome. However, this is a BIG change and really will ask me to write a list of the ad/disadvantages of moving to China. I currently run a non-profit that is devoted to helping undergraduate real estate students and would most likely have to give that up unless I figured out a way to communicate with them. I have another start-up I've been working on that if we can't close a deal in the next 5-6 months, then I think I'll end it. But, I have so many friends and ideas over here that I don't know if I have it in me to give up what I've built here. My family, network, business contacts, ideas are all in the US and I'm giving that up for a new and unforeseen experience in China? God help me now.... hahaha I'll keep you guys posted and see if I do pull the trigger. Maybe in 6 months I'll have it figured out.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

The Greatest Drunk or the coolest guy???

http://www.drunkard.com/issues/10_06/10_06_andre_giant.html

Andre the Giant was best known for his size and apparently his unhuman like drinking abilities. 119 beers in 6 hours? Yeah, that's right son.