I might be the only one who finds this funny

I'm not sure what it is about 5-year olds that kill bears, but the text of the article made me laugh:

http://sports.espn.go.com/outdoors/hunting/news/story?id=3150157

Memories

Recently I had one of those "moments". You know one of those moments
in which you see, smell, taste, hear or otherwise experience something
that reminds you of a repressed memory?

Well my father sent me a Google Earth image of our apartment growing
up. As soon as I saw it everything came flooding back in a wave of
nostalgia.

The apartment's front door that had a passcode to get in, I remember
seeing my dad's name on the listing of apartments.

The courtyard where I would play with my brother and all the kids from
the complex.

The path where I walked to school.

All these little things that reminded me of just how cool it was to be
a kid, and how I didnt appreciate that nearly enough when I had the
chance.

Is it safe to assume that "no offense" officially no longer has any meaning?

"No offense, but your not smart enough to understand what's going on here"

So this is really a statement someone made to me today. Forget the righteous indignation I felt from being called dumb, but I was actually at a loss for words. Which got me to thinking, does "no offense" really mean what it was meant to mean anymore?

Well, I took offense as, one rightly would. I have no idea why I bring this up other than everyone needs to see that Ponch - "You're a homo" picture a few times a day (click the link).

Why quitting your job makes you more honest

So, I'm quitting my job, it's been a great almost six years and I've learned a lot.  It's been the most challenging and most rewarding job I've ever had.  With that said I've been ready for a change for sometime, and finally the perfect opportunity has presented itself.  Having given my notice I've found a sense of clarity that allows me to better speak my mind.

In other words I've been a lot less P.C. about my comments, without being unprofessional and flippant of course.  But the honesty has been refreshing, in the past few days I've accomplished more and been more productive socially than ever at work.  It's so much easier to build and maintain relationships when you're honest with yourself and others.

Here's the thing, (yes, there's always a thing), why can't we always have this level of honesty? Why does it take such a dramatic change such as quitting your job allow you to ditch your inhibitions?  If we were all a little more honest all the time, not so much that you become hateful and brutal, but enough that you are comfortable with your decisions, I think the world might be a better place for you (and me).

Quality Control

So, I recently purchased a new car. It's a great car, well known
company, etc etc. Well, last night on the way home I heard a rattle,
not your everyday "hit a bump-type rattle", this was a "your passenger
seat may come loose in normal driving conditions" type rattle.

There is no way that a reputable car company should be able to sell a
car, or for that matter any item by any company, with glaring
defects. There just is a lack of quality control out there.

I think that companies would rather fix the problems like this post-
production and expect that not everyone will bring in their products
than have a competent QA group.

Sherri Shepherd/Ms. South Carolina mixtape

I'm calling a big no homo even before I reference The View and Ms. Teen USA, but this is just priceless, please to enjoy:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Nxbd4cTgQ0&feature=related

Christmas Shopping

Oh Christmas shopping how I loathe thee. Yes, it’s that time of year again, that time where hordes of unsuspecting patrons go spend their hard-earned cash, or in most cases rack up huge credit card bills in the name of Christmas. Does the birth of our Lord (well, yours not mine) really strike that powerful of a chord in people that they must go out and shell out tons of money for their loved ones?

I’m so tired of seeing the Lexus commercials where one spouse buys another a car with a bow on it or the diamond commercials where the husband gives his wife a six-diamond pendant.

But after my obligatory bitching I realized that Christmas shopping isn’t all that bad. Especially when you’re buying something for someone you really care about. The thought and effort you put into getting something that you know your friends or family will love (or at least hope they will love) is really worth the pain in the ass that is Christmas shopping.

Bye Keira

It's with a lot of sadness that I have to post about giving up my dog for adoption. My dog Keira, has been in the family for two years, we've had her since she was a puppy. But with my up and coming move to the San Diego area, I have given her to a family friend. As much as I think she’ll miss me and my family I know she’s with friends who will love her like I did. More pics of her new digs to come.

Hi, I'm a blog nice to meet you

Well, this is my first blog...I've had journals (the Doogie Howser types not so much the 12-year old girl types) but this is my first real foray into the social networking aspects of Web 2.0. I’m sure 10,000 of these are started the same way, but my goal is to keep this for my personal musings.

Not that my musings are any more musing than others, but this can be the avenue I use to ramble on about the mundane garbage that all of us face on a daily basis.
So hopefully this is just entry 1? And many more to come…