Thug LIfe

Well here we are, the first week of 2009, and everyone is abuzz with resolutions and ways to improve themselves. That’s fine and dandy but my New Years resolution is a little different. Looking back on ’08, I did a lot of traveling (both work and personal), worked extremely hard in my professional life, and made more contacts and friends then I’ve ever had in my life. I feel very fortunate to be where I am in my life. With that, 2009 will be my cruise-control year. I’m just going to coast. Forget multi-tasking…I’m going to perfect my uni-tasking skills. What can I say, I’ve always been an overachiever!

I was doing the dishes the other day and as a bachelor, this is always an exciting event. Let me first say that as a kid, my family never used the dishwasher. Not because it saved water, or to slow down the effects of global warming, or even to protest the escalating situation in the Middle East. I don’t even know how to use one. So these days, I still do my dishes by hand. But because I live alone and dinner usually consists of a fork, some mustard, and a tuna can, I’ll go weeks without touching them. (This might also explain my Facebook status of “single”). But the best part of doing dishes these days is looking back at all the pots and pans I used a month ago and remembering that awesome bowl of Frosted Flakes I ate during last year’s Super Bowl.

Another great reminder of the good ‘ole days is sifting through your old shows on DVR. I had 2 weeks off over the holidays and caught up on shows from, like, a year ago. But it’s not so much the shows that I’m interested in, it’s the commercials. I saw a commercial for the “New and improved, always witty, the ever-present entertainer….Rosie O’Donnell.” Her new variety show was hitting the airwaves and was going to change TV forever. Or, for 2 episodes. Your DVR is like the best reverse fortune teller of all-time! We’ve all made a questionable wardrobe selection for a first date…with a DVR, you could go back in time and replace that 70’s era turtleneck for a t-shirt, sport coat, and jeans! (Read blog 7 and you’ll get it)

I recently got in touch with a good friend from college and she had some life-changes to share with me. Once married, she now finds herself living back with her parents…in the BASEMENT! That’s right, the cellar. Initially I was shocked and offered support, but the more I think about it, she’s living the life. Stay up late, have sleepovers, eat ice cream for dinner. I’m talking summer camp! But after talking to her, it sounds more like prison. She’s 27 and it’s lights out at 8. She has an hour for lunch and can’t have anything sharp. Abby, stay strong, and watch your back in the showers. It’s not likely a life-sentence.

Finally, as I write this, I’m in a hotel in L.A. and it’s great to be home. I caught a Lakers game on Sunday with P-Loya, did lunch at Jerry’s Famous Deli, and soaked in some SoCal sun. My only problem with L.A. is the celebrities. More specifically, the whole, I drive an Escalade and wear my sunglasses 24 hrs. a day, thing. The problem is, EVERYONE in L.A. drives an Escalade and wears sunglasses 24 hrs. a day. So I look like an idiot, asking every bus-boy, grocery store worker, and janitor for an autograph just because he’s rolling a blacked out SUV and fake Gucci’s. Hey, at least I don’t live in the basement! (Love you, A) But I do have a sink full of month-old Frosted Flake bowls to clean. I guess this is growing up.