Reggie Bush wins the Heisman. Like anybody really though Vince Young was going to win this year. Feh! USC = the undisputable Heisman U! 3 winners in 4 years. 7 total. Reggie. You’re THE man! Whichever team you’re going to play for in the NFL next season, I’ll be watching. 🙂...
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Silver Girl pointed me to From the Sideline blog by 2 Trojans. LOVE IT! Check out the signs from ESPN college game day. Can’t say we have no creativity. On other notes, I will be heading home in February to see my mom and to be at my brother’s wedding. Still have yet to write a formal email to the Big Boss but I’m doing either tonight or tomorrow. Also happening tomorrow, we’re decorating our work spaces. You see, the Big Boss’s Assistant and other executive assistants on the othe side of the building have been talking smack on who...
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I’m at it again with putting together a care package for my friend Air Force Amy. Amy has sent a list which include items that her fellow soldiers have also requested, as well as a list of goodies to be given to children in the communities that Amy works with. I hope to get the package in the mail by Friday, December 9 which would put the package to them pretty close to Christmas if not a few days later. Here’s how you kind folks online can help. Item Contribution: If you’re local to Downtown LA/Long Beach, please leave a...
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(sing to the tune of “the love boat”…) Yep. That’s all I have to say about THAT. 😉...
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Got tagged by Rachael. I decided to move it off of MySpace into here. 1. When you look at yourself in the mirror, what’s the first thing you think? I hate my fucking glasses… 2. How much cash do you have on you? $7 … with $20 in reserve, tucked neatly behind my membership cards. 3. What’s a word that rhymes with “TEST”? Jest 4. Favourite planet? Druidia. 😉 5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone? Nobody. Just got a brand new SIM and I only missed 2 calls so far. 6....
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“Hey dad.” “Hi honey. Mom’s in the shower. So…why don’t we just say I’ve just told you the news, huh?” “Sure.” “Okay. Here’s mom.” “So, mom. I’ve heard for your birthday you’ve got yourself some cancer, eh?” “[laugh] Oh, jeez. Why does dad has to go and tell you like that!?” So yeah. Mom’s in good spirit. Good enough to laugh at my jokes and make her own as you’ll read here. I still fucking hate cancer. Chemo starts next week. I’m under order not to worry. Because if I’m worried, then she’s worried. And that’s not good for her....
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