You poser!
January 31, 2009
So I found this dress that I actually like quite a bit and, bonus, it’s in my price range. But take a look at how they’re displaying it:
That's how YOU stand all the time too, right?
And then I realized the only way I could ever look okay in this dress (i.e. not awkward) would be to stand in that pose at all times. And if I did that, it would be not only awkward for me but everyone else around me. Thoughts?
Gooooooals
January 30, 2009
After completing my self evaluation for work today, I came to realize that I never really set personal goals for myself. There’s always the infamous New Year’s Resolution thing, but I’ve kinda dropped out of that crap for the past two years. I always want to be accountable for other people, especially at work, since I find it helps me grow in my career and work efforts, but it’s rare that I ever hold that same accountability for myself in my personal life. So I’ll start a list!
1) Meet with a personal trainer at least twice in the next two weeks, so I can finally set some realistic fitness and nutrition goals for myself.
2) Learn to snowboard (hopefully before the trip to Colorado).
3) Incorporate what I really love and enjoy doing into my career (specifics to be determined).
4) Complete my taxes before March 31st.
5) Drink at least two (1 liter) bottles a day…and go to the bathroom a lot.
I have to go back to work, so I’m finished for now. Just thought I’d get some of it out of my head.
Question
January 29, 2009
Do you wear hoodies to work? If so, how often and what makes it a “hoodie day”?
Needless to say, I do wear hoodies to work from time to time. What makes it a hoodie day for me? Laziness and a great need for comfort.
Although I don’t wear zip up hoodies too often, this one is pretty sweet.
Engage Yo’Self and Sing-Song Time
January 28, 2009
This past Saturday, one of David’s college buddies (Mario) got engaged to his gal (Shayla)…
The “Before the Engagement” pics (whilst waiting for their bootays to show up):
Party Animals--Aaron Cathey, Nolan, Will, Lindsay
Lindsay--newspaper editor, wine connoisseur, scarf wearer, awesome poser
Cathey and Nolan
Bunny Meredith and Will
"Hang on, Mario. Shayla's calling me on the other line."
I don't know why I like this pic, but I do. Aaron--"Take the picture, Missy."
And now…for the couple!
The Happy Couple right after they walked in...
Shayla greeting her Mom, Dad and Sis
Shayla and Mario! (and Cathey creepily staring at them...longingly stalking them through a window...)
Showin' Da Bling
Cute. Just cute.
Party Peoplllllleeeee
After awkwardly staring at each other and standing around segregated like a high school dance, the singers had to sing…
Such charisma!
Such style!
Such pizzazz!
And the dudes had to be…well…dudes…talking about Fantasy Soccer….again.
Dudes in the kitchen.
Clearly, Will was done singing by this point.
More dudes.
Paparazzi Shot #1
Paparazzi Shot #2
Fantasy Soccer = Absolute Excitement in Mario's World
"Yer team sucks, dude!"
Mario--"Check this!" Aaron--"Why you gots to be pointing at my groinal, man?"
Obviously disagreeing on the importance of Fantasy Soccer.
More Dude Talk
Looks like Mario is fist bumping Cathey's...chest...?
Hi David.
But even A Dude has to sing…
Not sure what he was singing, but I'm sure it was fantasmic.
More of Cathey singin...ooh, who's that hot girl on the couch? Oh wait, that's me! My boobs look nice!
Artsy shot courtesy of The David
The "Looking Up Onstage at Scott Stapp" Shot
Feeeeeeel the music.
He's not only a backup singer, he's a STANDUP air drummer. Those might be maracas though...
Air Drumming or Air Newspaper Reading
Tender Moments that we share...
Paparazzi Shot #3!!! Hollywood, here I come!
Thought that would be a good shot to end the photo montage. Even Rocky had a montage.
Anyway, two beers and two cups of pineapple cheese dip after this pic, The Dude and I were ready to pass the eff out. And as always with these friends, times were warm, fuzzy and fun. A BIIIIG congratulations to Mario and Shayla! I wish them the best and a fulfilling and happy life together.
In other news, I won a bottle of wine at last night’s wine tasting. I also have long hair again and it’s freakin’ fantastic. (See boobtastic hot girl on couch shot above. *purrr*) Hair bloggination to come!
From Dan Hopper at Best Week Ever…
Have you ever had sex then afterward wondered exactly how many pelvic thrusts you made during the act? If for some godforsaken unholy reason you said ‘yes’ to that question, then I have some good news for you… Introducing the new digital thrust-counting penis ring! (Link is prettay NSFW). Just strap it around your lil’ pal and reset the counter, and it’ll tell you exactly how many pushes you made! It’s the perfect gift for: — Dudes who love to brag about how long they can last in bed but require specific numerical data to back up their argument. — Unsatisfied females who wish to prove to their male companion how poorly he’s been performing, with ultra-embarrassing specificity. — Sting. As Michelle Collins summed it up, “It’s like a Skip-It, only, like, a D*ck-It!” (via Gorillamask)
I am going to have the “Skip It” commercial in my head all day long now (but with slightly altered lyrics).
Affiliate Summit West–Part One
January 14, 2009
Hey kids. I’m in Las Vegas right now at Affiliate Summit West, and I am ex-haust-ed. Tired. Bed. Sleep. Hydration. Rest. No. More. Alcohol.
It’s been really fun and productive thus far, so I thought I’d share some pictures.
Curtis and Brad
Curtis and Brad at The Meet Market again. I don't know what's going on here.
The dudes working their magic at The Meet Market
The Pickup Artist. Why was he there? No one knows.
Our Booth at The Summit. Notice how there is a popup banner on the left-hand side...
What's missing? Thanks Brad!
The view from my room.
Another view
My Room
Some dude was going around taking pictures of all the booths...so I took a picture of him.
I should have brought a point-and-shoot camera so I could’ve captured the debachery from evenings spent out and about; that way, I’d at least SORT of remember what happened.
It was a great trip, but I’m unbelievably ready to go home. Kansas City, here I come.
Sorry kids. I know it’s been awhile since you’ve heard from me, and I know you’ve been waiting with baited breath. Or some crap like that.
First things first: LAKE! David and I scooted our booties down to The Ozarks over New Year’s, and it was gloriotastic.
View from Da Hizzy
The sign by our hot tub. Really...NO noise after 11 pm?
We drank.
David smoked.
There was sun.
And a teddy bear.
And I was sad to leave.
Sadness. I never thought it would be as fun and relaxing as it was (since it’s the middle of winter), but it was perfect. I got some real and awesome quality time with The Dude, I had my first beer bong (HA!) and, most importantly, I truly and finally re-friggin-laxed.
In other news, I’m exercising. Sorta. Well, I have been for the past four days.
It sucks how out of shape I am, but at the same time it’s definitely a motivator. I’ve never had a super great body…I’ve always wanted one…but I know it’s not going to get easier as I get older. Better freaking start now, right?
Upcoming Events:
- Las Vegas this weekend through next Wednesday
- Getting a tattoo
Will the two happen in the same timeframe? Only time and maybe a spontaneous whim will tell.
