Holidays Happiness

Or lack thereof…

I was listening to a Blink 182 song this morning about the lack of holiday joy.  For some reason I’m lacking in holiday joy this year…  I’ve been feeling a little down for the last few days and I really do want to be excited about this time of year, but it’s just not happening. 

Part of me misses the folks I had Christmas with last year, although not the food poisoning I got, but definitely the people.  It was a once in a lifetime experience to be in the Persian Gulf eating BBQ lamb and lounging on the beach.  I would love for it to happen again someday, and I look forward to the possibility.  Maybe not in the middle East again but definitely the lounging on the beach and celebrating Christmas.

The other part of me was happy until XL made an appearance, it was uncomfortable as noted earlier, and it kind of put me into a funk that I’ve not been able to get out of since. 

I was out last night at my local and unfortunately I know lots of people there now and it was hard for me to just sit quietly and have a drink.  That and there was some sort of NFL game on, so a quiet night was not in the cards it seemed.

This is such a rambling post I think I’ll end it here and just call it done for now…

Sunday what a funday

So I asked my neighbor to go shopping this weekend, thinking it would be a fun way to spend a Sunday morning / afternoon.  After all it’s the holidays and I like going to the Market this time of year.  Well it was a great morning, I got to sleep until 11:30 or so when T knocked on my door, I had to work late Saturday night or I would have been up earlier.  We were off to the Market by 12:00 or so, we hit the Piroshky place first, after all you can’t go to the Market on an empty stomach.  After waiting in line for a few minutes while our stomachs growled at the tasty piroshkies in front of us, we got our order in and decided to get a cup of coffee at the original Starbucks.  Well that’s were the day went a little sideways, it was great up until the point of seeing my X with her guy.  It was awkward for me, and I was glad to see that I can see her in public and fight the urge to throw things at her, but it didn’t save the poor Piroshky bag from my fury.  Needless to say I don’t have any drive to see her again and in fact I would prefer not to see her ever again.

On the plus side I had a great time with my neighbor and I even got some Christmas shopping done, took some photos (which I hadn’t done in a long while) and helped create a fantastic salad.

Ahi Tuna Spinach Salad

1/2 lb. Ahi Tuna
1/2 cup pine nuts
1 bag baby spinach
1/2 head of fresh cauliflower
1/4 cup goddess dressing (trader joes)

Sear the tuna on both sides after doing a salt and pepper rub, go heavy with the pepper, toast the pine nuts over medium low heat, toss the spinach with the cauliflower and dressing, slice the tuna thin and arrange on the top, garnish the whole thing with the pine nuts and serve.  This will feed two grown adults who love a good slice of ahi tuna!  If you want a carb with this I suggest a rustic wheat bread or something similar.

Rules to live by

These are not my rules, well I didn’t write them, but I do enjoy some of them!

The 86 Rules of Boozing

1. If you owe someone money, always pay them back in a bar. Preferably during happy hour.

2. Always toast before doing a shot.

3. Whoever buys the shot gets the first chance to offer a toast.

4. Change your toast at least once a month.

5. Buying someone a drink is five times better than a handshake.

6. Buying a strange woman a drink is still cool. Buying all her drinks is dumb.

7. Never borrow more than one cigarette from the same person in one night.

8. When the bartender is slammed, resist the powerful urge to order a slightly-dirty, very-dry, in-and-out, super-chilled half-and-half martini with a lemon twist. Limit orders to beer, straight shots and two-part cocktails.

9. Get the bartender’s attention with eye contact and a smile.

10. Do not make eye contact with the bartender if you do not want a drink.

11. Unacceptable things to say after doing a shot: Great, now I’m going to get drunk. I hate shots. It’s coming back up.

12. Never, ever tell a bartender he made your drink too strong.

13. If he makes it too weak, order a double next time. He’ll get the message.

14. If you offer to buy a woman a drink and she refuses, she does not like you.

15. If you offer to buy a woman a drink and she accepts, she still might not like you.

16. If she buys you a drink, she likes you.

17. If someone offers to buy you a drink, do not upgrade your liquor preference.

18. Always have a corkscrew in your house.

19. If you don’t have a corkscrew, push the cork down into the bottle with a pen.

20. Drink one girly drink in public and you will forever be known as the guy who drinks girly drinks.

21. Our parents were better drinkers than we are.

22. Never talk to someone in the restroom unless you’re doing the same thing—urinating, waiting in line or washing your hands.

23. Girls hang out, apply make-up, and have long talks in the bathroom. Men do not.

24. After your sixth drink, do not look at yourself in the mirror. It will shake your confidence.

25. It is only permissible to shout ‘woo-hoo!’ if you are doing a shot with four or more people.

26. If there is a d.j., you can request a song only once per night. If he doesn’t play it within half an hour, do not approach him again. If he does play it, do not approach him again.

27. Learn how to make a rose out of a bar napkin. You’ll be surprised how well it works.

28. If you can’t afford to tip, you can’t afford to drink in a bar. Go to the liquor store.

29. If you owe someone twenty dollars or less, you may pay them back in beer.

30. Never complain about the quality or brand of a free drink.

31. If you have been roommates with someone more than six months, you may drink all their beer, even if it’s hidden, as long as you leave them one.

32. You can have a shot of their hard liquor only if the cap has been cracked and the bottle goes for less than $25.

33. The only thing that tastes better than free liquor is stolen liquor.

34. If you bring Old Milwaukee to a party, you must drink at least two cans before you start drinking the imported beer in the fridge.

35. Learn to appreciate hangovers. If it was all good times every jackass would be doing it.

36. If you ever feel depressed, get out a bartender’s guide and browse through all the drinks you’ve never tried.

37. Try one new drink each week.

38. If you are the bar’s sole customer, you are obliged to make small talk with the bartender until he stops acknowledging you. Then you’re off the hook. The same goes for him.

39. Never tip with coins that have touched you. If your change is $1.50, you can tell the barmaid to keep the change, but once she has handed it to you, you cannot give it back. To a bartender or cocktail waitress, small change has no value.

40. If you have ever told a bartender, “Hey, it all spends the same,” then you are a cheap ass.

41. Anyone on stage or behind a bar is fifty percent better looking.

42. You can tell how hard a drinker someone is by how close they keep their drink to their mouth.

43. A bar is a college, not a nursery. If you spill a beer, clean it up. If you break a glass, wait for a staff member to clean it up, then blame it on someone else.

44. Being drunk is feeling sophisticated without being able to say it.

45. It’s okay to drink alone.

46. After three drinks, you will forget a woman’s name two seconds after she tells you. The rest of the night you will call her “baby” or “darling”.

47. Nothing screams ‘nancy boy’ louder than swirling an oversized brandy snifter.

48. Men don’t drink from straws. Unless you’re doing a Mind or Face Eraser.

49. If you do a shot, finish it. If you don’t plan to finish it, don’t accept it.

50. Never brood in a dance bar. Never dance in a dive bar.

51. Never play more than three songs by the same artist in a row.

52. Your songs will come on as you’re leaving the bar.

53. Never yell out jukebox selections to someone you don’t know.

54. Never lie in a bar. You may, however, grossly exaggerate and lean.

55. If you think you might be slurring a little, then you are slurring a lot. If you think you are slurring a lot, then you are not speaking English.

56. Screaming, “Someone buy me a drink!” has never worked.

57. For every drink, there is a five percent better chance you will get in a fight. There is also a three percent better chance you will lose the fight.

58. Fighting an extremely drunk person when you are sober is hilarious.

59. If you are broke and a friend is “sporting you”, you must laugh at all his jokes and play wingman when he makes his move.

60. If you are broke and a friend is “making sport of you”, you may steal any drink he leaves unattended.

61. Never rest your head on a table or bar top. It is the equivalent of voluntarily putting your head on a chopping block.

62. If you are trading rounds with a friend and he asks if you’re ready for another, always say yes. Once you fall out of sync you will end up buying more drinks than him.

63. If you’re going to hit on a member of the bar staff, make sure you tip well before and after, regardless of her response.

64. The people with the most money are rarely the best tippers.

65. Before you die, single-handedly make one decent martini.

66. Asking a bartender what beers are on tap when the handles are right in front of you is the equivalent of saying, “I’m an idiot.”

67. Never ask a bartender “what’s good tonight?” They do not fly in the scotch fresh from the coast every morning.

68. If there is a line for drinks, get your goddamn drink and step the hell away from the bar.

69. If there is ever any confusion, the fuller beer is yours.

70. The patrons at your local bar are your extended family, your fathers and mothers, your brothers and sisters. Except you get to sleep with these sisters. And if you’re really drunk, the mothers.

71. It’s acceptable, traditional in fact, to disappear during a night of hard drinking. You will appear mysterious and your friends will understand. If they even notice.

72. Never argue your tab at the end of the night. Remember, you’re hammered and they’re sober. It’s akin to a precocious five-year-old arguing the super-string theory with a physicist. 99.9% of the time you’re wrong and either way you’re going to come off as a jackass.

73. If you bring booze to a party, you must drink it or leave it.

74. If you hesitate more than three seconds after the bartender looks at you, you do not deserve a drink.

75. Beer makes you mellow, champagne makes you silly, wine makes you dramatic, tequila makes you felonious.

76. The greatest thing a drunkard can do is buy a round of drinks for a packed bar.

77. Never preface a conversation with a bartender with “I know this is going to be a hassle, but . . .”

78. When you’re in a bar and drunk, your boss is just another guy begging for a fat lip. Unless he’s buying.

79. If you are 86’d, do not return for at least three months. To come back sooner makes it appear no other bar wants you.

80. Anyone with three or more drinks in his hands has the right of way.

81. If you’re going to drink on the job, drink vodka. It’s the no-tell liquor.

82. There’s nothing wrong with drinking before noon. Especially if you’re supposed to be at work.

83. The bar clock moves twice as fast from midnight to last call.

84. A flask engraved with a personal message is one of the best gifts you can ever give. And make sure there’s something in it.

85. On the intimacy scale, sharing a quiet drink is between a handshake and a kiss.

86. You will forget every one of these rules by your fifth drink.

–Frank Kelly Rich


I start a new job tomorrow with an event in Seattle. I’m pretty excited about it as it means a two year commitment to a job that I actually am excited about! It’s back to the event industry for me, which is where I’m happiest it seems.

A side benefit to being in one place for two years is I can go back to school and actually finish some sort of a degree, which is something I’ve been toying with doing for quite a while and now I might get the opportunity.


Gibberish and gunk…

Christmas is coming and I’m being pestered by family to come up with some sort of list of presents I want.  This was kind of fun when I was a little kid, but as I got older I found I couldn’t write a list of wants as I didn’t really care that much.  In fact I’ve not really been surprised by any gifts I’ve gotten in the past ten years.  To me it’s more fun to "sucker punch" another member of the family by given them something completely unexpected and out there.  Like last year I gave the gift of my presence to my mom.  Now to some that may sound a little self centered, but I hadn’t seen her in almost a year and had been hinting that I wouldn’t be coming home anytime soon.  I hopped a plane and rode 26 hours, lost three of my four bags and managed to get upgraded to first class all to see the look of complete and abject horror PC020009on my mom’s face when I tapped her on the shoulder to say "could I get a hug too?"  One could use that for one of those Mastercard commercials and I would laugh to see it.  So how do I top that?  I can’t just show up this time, although I think my mere presence is a gift in itself (of course I’m kidding!). 

I guess I’m just not into Christmas as I used to be.  As I mentioned above I’ve not been blown away by any gift in recent years.  Oh well, on that note please check out my form of a tree topper and I hope my humbug attitude doesn’t bother to many people…

Home again home again….

Some may know the reference of which the title of this post comes from, and some may not. It’s neither here nor there in the end. All I know is this, I’m in serious like with someone and I don’t know how to deal with it as my last post mentioned. Keep in mind my last post was written on Wednesday but posted today as I had no access to the Internet while I was in Utah / Nevada.

I think her words a few weeks ago were “I’m a surrogate boyfriend” which in all actuality is fine with me, given her circumstances and where her life is taking her. I would even venture to say I’m happy with this title. I’ve been a surrogate boyfriend before and I understand the role well. It may seem sad to others that I’m OK with this and not willing to go for more, but I have to say I’m alright with this and am not looking for more… Well I don’t think I’m looking for more at this point as I don’t really know where I’m heading with my life and trying to have a GF at the same time of trying to figure my own shit out seems a little unfair to me.

That said, I wish I knew where my life was heading and hopefully I’ll figure it out sometime soon…