Happy New Year!

That was it.

yo...

And all I can think is that someone is breeding Sumo wrestlers at a young age...

Just a random thing...

...I'm still up, and I am not sure why.

Go get this...

My older brother took me to play slots for like the first time in forever last night, and I won $543!

Merry Christmas bitches! First round is on me!

6am, I hate you.

Okay, so Thanksgiving, I fly to see the fam. But my flight was at 6am. That said, you think I would be responsible and go to bed at a reasonable hour the night before. Wake up all nice and early, make the flight no problem. Right?

Wrong.

After I wrap my pre-trip rituals (yes, there are rituals), I decide to play video games into the wee hours of the morning.

Doesn't take a genius to know that was a bad idea.

Safe to say, woke up late, sleepy, barely made my flight.

Enter the Christmas.

Another 6am flight. Set for the 24th. Took any workday I would have this week off. Told myself, not going to make the same mistake twice. Going to use all of Tuesday for the pre-trip rituals, go to bed at an absurdly early hour, and make my flight, no problem.

Yea, so here's where we went wrong with that one.

Monday, the 22nd. Volunteer at the children's hospital. I end my shift with a couple a voicemails,

"Hey Ben, blablabla, let me know when you're coming back, blablabla, you said you're leaving tomorrow right?"

Wha?

"Hey little brother, blablabla, see you tomorrow!"

What the what?!!!

So at 8 or 9 at night, I call the airline to confirm my flight. Yea, it was this morning.

And in a frantic race, my OCD kicks in to try and accomplish my pre-flight rituals.

Safe to say, barely made my flight yet again.

But I'm with fam. Ready for the Fat Man in Red day of fun... but all I have to say is, I'm done with 6am flights. THAT and the fam needs to visit me one of these holidays.

Sheesh.

Anyway kids, I hope you all have a very Happy Christmas!

HOLY POOP!

Long story short.

I thought I was leaving for Maryland the 24th. Yea I was corrected tonight that it's tomorrow!

SO MUCH TO DO!

ugh.

So I am torn...

I am torn from either being responsible or completely and utterly selfish.

See through the month I volunteer at Children's Mercy Hospital. Though, past couple of shifts could not make it because of work and illness (even if you have a slight cough, they prefer you to stay home).

But tonight, last shift before the new year... I find myself wanting to be selfish. In part fueled that my volunteer partner cannot make it, and it part because it's butt ass cold outside.

All trivial reasons to be sure. But isn't that really the core of being selfish?

But who am I kidding. I know I am going to the hospital. I don't know why I bother bitching. Just part of me REALLY doesn't want to I guess.

Oh well. Time to be an adult and honor the commitments you make.

Cheers.

I hate the snow.

That's it.

I hate the snow.

More driving in it than anything else.

But yea, hate the snow.

This makes me smile...

If you're wondering why? I work in advertising.

Huh...

So I just heard that John Tish, the former Entertainment Tonight anchor, piano playing cheeseball is a part owner of the New York Giants!

I don't know why, but that's just really weird to me.

Huh.

So I guess Popeye's is trying to break into Korea. And they made a little commercial. It's the 4th video in on this segment... but seriously, I just don't know.



I can't help but wonder if this was concepted by Koreans or Americans... bizarre.