To my utter surprise, Weezer has gone ahead and done what I have once thought as impossible. A mash-up of sorts of all of the many YouTube videos and personalities that we have come to love and honor. And since at the moment I am more than giddy about this amazing video, I am compelled to share this greatness to all of you.

Behold the music video “Weezer - Pork and Beans”

Then it became a day:

Then of course we got busted because our work emails promoted our coworkers to dress “metro sexually”.

But it was all fun for everyone that was able to participate. It’s not everyday your fellow man stands up against the injustice of the everyday pressure of avoiding “effeminate” colors in the office space. It is vindicating to know how one simple comment against a pink tie (my pink tie!) can turn into an office-wide pink/purple day.

So offices around the country, stand up and support the right for men to wear whichever pastel colors that will satisfy your hearts’ desires. And be not afraid of the ensuing persecution for they are unjust! GO PINK, OR GO HOME!

And like all holidays, they remind me of sport commercials! So here are 3 of my favorites:

And my favorite:

As a P.S., my coworker recently told me that I need to lay off the Youtube for a while.

Youtube = Crack

My choices for bagels on Friday mornings at 8am usually consist of: some crappy blueberry bagel, some crappy bagel loaded up with a ton of salt, and some other crappy bagels not even worth mentioning. But because I came in at 7am today, I found out that there was more to the box of bagels than just crappy bagels. I found out that there were, in fact, types of bagels that I didn’t even know existed! For example, I found out that there are chocolate chip bagels, cinnamon sprinkled bagels, and even plain bagels! And the spreads… lets not even get started about the different types of spreads (honey walnut, jalepeno, veggie, etc). Usually, the empty lids of the different spreads just stare back at me, mocking my hunger for delicious foods. But not today! Needless to say, I’m pretty sure I’ll be clocking into the office on Fridays a bit earlier from now on.

As I’m writing this, I can’t help but to be reminded of Stanley Hudson from The Office on pretzel day, and how he basically mows down everyone in order to get his once an year free pretzel. Corporate life can be such a downer…

And being that I am 26 now, it’s natural that I also follow this trend and have a few self reflecting thoughts of my own. This random thought session could be spurred from a variety of things, but it is most possibly from the conversations that I have had recently during the Thanksgiving holidays. In any case, it seems that a variety of things have changed from the previous year to the current year; changes that occurred between 25 and 26 years of age.

Simple changes that I have noticed the past days included my preference of purveyed Black Friday ads. Instead of Best Buy, Fry’s, or Circuit City, I have been much more interested in finding the latest deals from Home Depot, Sears, and Scandinavian Designs. It could be the fact that I have already overloaded myself in the vast world of gadgetry in the recent years that now I’m coming to the brutal realization that I have nothing of real use in my apartment eg. tools, cookware, furniture, etc. Other changes include a change in discussions of party planning for the Thanksgiving weekend, to researching the subtle differences between baking soda and baking powder. Hope your banana bread turns out okay Margaret, I take no responsibility for the substitution between the two.

On the subject of hangovers, I recently read a post stating that it was a sign of age that hangovers now officially affect, if not flat-out determine, the post-25 year olds’ ability to commit to schedules. For example, I would not dare to schedule a dentist’s appointment the day after a friend’s birthday party, and neither would I ever commit to coming into work the Monday after a wedding party on Sunday night. Of course many people see this as a sign of aging, however I’d rather call it a step in my slow process of slightly wiser by the passing years.

But are we really growing up that fast? Does the fact that I care about buying living essentials and worry about the repercussions of drinking mean that I am diving head first into the world of late 20’s? Is it actually a bad thing to be growing up at all? From reading the posts of other’s, it would seem that some people see these signs in a negative light, as if all the ‘fun’ stops here. I, for one, am optimistic about the turn of events. It’s my own mind becoming more prepared for the options that I am faced with day to day, and making the decisions that I want to make. Whether or not the decisions I make are ultimately correct or incorrect, I cannot say. However I can at say that the decisions that I did make were in confidence based off of my limited, yet still growing, experiences in life.

And if all else fails, I always just remember to have a bit of patience, remember to have fun and remember to look for the good in the bad. A little bit of humor always helps as well:

I love it how the scared patient runs out with the mouth spreaders. She looks like a Wallace and Grommet character.

Here comes another $300 in repairs, on top of the $600 that I will soon be spending on the timing belt…

I think it’s definitely time for a new car. Suggestions?

Link to Google Map

Places of interest:
Las Vegas
Salt Lake City
Yellowstone
Denver
Mt. Rushmore
Minneapolis
Chicago
Memphis
New Orleans
Houston
San Antonio
El Paso
Tucson
Phoenix

Total miles: 5,879.

Who wants to take a 2 week vacation?!?

This time around, I had the pleasure of hanging out with some good High School friends, a good SF friend, and a few good LA friends. And when the liquor starts flowing, the insanity just begins to rear it’s ugly but lovable face. There’s only a couple pictures from the night since I didn’t have my own camera, but I challenge you to figure out at what exact time of the night I start becoming smashed (hint, it was pretty early on). And Heather didn’t even yak on my pants this time around! But I did get “saved” from and was prohibited to talk to Heather by my venerable yet very confused coworker when she mistook Heather for being a more recent ex-gf. At least you tried Julie. At least you tried.

Partying at JLounge 9/8/2007

I hope I’m not screwed! Here’s the full article from CNN.