July 16, 2008
So I have concluded that I will no longer have friends. All my friends now are mates. Good friends are love. And personal ones are lover. No worries all.
Cheers!
July 13, 2008
Currently in Australia: Sydney for WYD, Brisbane & Cairns for holiday. Be back in 2 weeks. Cheers!
July 7, 2008
I saw this as I was walking into work this morning. Oh poor doggy. Some little boy or girl is crying for his/her stuff animal. It reminds me of Quigley, he was found in the trash bin too. *inserts “aww” sound effect*
As sad and cute as this picture looks, I could not help but laugh at the thought that the dog is not lost but is actually taking a dump. Bah-dum…yeah…
June 30, 2008
I could not help but laugh hysterically today when Sergio & I returned from working on a ticket. The elevator door opened and there was Ino & Michelle waiting nervously with manila envelopes in their hands. I casually asked what they were up to and the guilt brust out of Michelle. “We’re stealing coffee!”
Sergio & I looked at each other and agreed, “We’re in.”
Apparently, the good coffee to make our 15 pots a day are only distributed to those above ground. So off we were, seeking the precious elixir. We had two leads, Cardinal’s office and Tribunal.
DING! 4th floor Cardinal’s office. Thankfully the stash is hidden away and it was easy to reach. I dutifully guarded the elevator while the other three pushed forward. The sweet smell of coffee empowered our drive to seek and pillage all its wonderful goodness. Ino searched the table while Michelle and Sergio sought each door. And then…DANGIT! Someone got here before we did.
Falling back, we had one last hope, Tribunal. This one was trickier. It was in plain sight for all. It was risky, but our need was great and our passion was even greater. One by one, we manuvered our way to coffee station, watching our backs and being as invisible as possible. One. Two Three. GO! We all dashed for the coffee station and started to seek our hearts’ desire. As sought our treasure, I happened to turn around and realized we were one pirate short of a mutiny.
“Michelle!” I called. She ditched us and fell back, watching us ransack the place.
“It’s too open!” she said.
From which I replied, “I see how it is, let the minorities do the dirty work and get caught.”
Just then, Sergio said that there was none. Oh the sadness that fell upon our faces. We started to head back to our dungeon when it dawned upon us. Where’s Ino?
“Ino! Come back! Don’t fall for the coffee cake! It’s a trap!” It was too late. We lost a good soldier. Returning empty handed, we knew that we just had to go a day without coffee. Oh the pain and agony. Next time, we’re bringing a treasure map.
June 29, 2008
A year ago, while I was training for my first Chicago Distance Classic, MOswald and I decided to do our long run along the lakefront path together. We biked from my apartment along the lakefront to Lincoln Park by the field house off Lake Shore Drive. As we were heading south to our rendezvous, neither Matt or I could help but notice the odd walkers on the path. I mean, it was a nice day so more people would be out but umm…hot pink?
Matt looked and me and I just looked at him. We shrugged and just rode on. When we switched to running, we had the most interesting time trying to stay focused on our run. Not only were people all over the path, but the amount of scantly clad people out numbered those on the beach. Matt just looked at me with the priceless expression, “Did I just run by a guy in a bright thong and a bra?” I neither affirmed nor denied his question because I was about to run into a mob of transgendered people.
So apparently it was the gay pride parade in Chicago. So our plan of seeing girls in bikinis kinda backfired.
June 26, 2008
Is it just me or do you also wish you were him in this video?
