So this is weird and random...

So what is truly a random thought. Seriously, this just popped into my head, and I started to get a little mushy. And somewhat appropriate as we draw closer to NYE.

But, I just realized, well, not just, but it occurs to me how fortunate I am to know some pretty incredible people. Seriously. There are people in my life that I am so amazingly thankful for. People with such amazing hearts, and even more amazing capacity to love. And I don't know how I became so lucky to know these people, and count them among those to whom I call friend.

And yes, I am resisting quoting Spock here. Those of you how know the reference, there is a reason we're friends.

But yea, I have some amazing people in my life to whom I am lucky enough to call friend. And that's pretty much it.

The end.

Girls. Love. Harry Potter.

I had a girl tonight ribbed me about a scarf of mine. A scarf I love. A Ralph Lauren piece of comfort. A long, striped, beautiful piece of warmth. And it kind of looks like something from Harry Potter. Something that has been commented on a lot.

and this girl was no different.

As the evening went on, she ribbed, all in good fun. And before I left, in this evening of Karaoke, she sang me a song. And I think I was in love. Not really, but it's fun to say. But I think she might shit a brick if she knew I actually had not only a Harry Potter scarf, but tie as well. And yes, I plan on wearing both when the next movie comes out.

You wish you were as awesome as me.

The Holidays...

Well my Christmas is drawing to a close. Like every year, as it should, has been spent with family. And it's always good to see them. I only see them about once or twice a year, so it's always very special when I can see them. And everytime I realize how much I miss them, and how much I wish I could see them more often.

As far as this family trip, it's always the same. Mom gives me life lectures, big brother still seems to need to experience some life lessons, there's the occaisional drama that's usually a result of me being away. But there's always plenty of love. And this particular holiday I got to spend a lot of time with Mom, which was surprisingly wonderful. There are some things I wish for my family to make it a little more whole... but you don't get to hear about that.

But I fly back home to KC tomorrow. And yes, Kansas City is home. It's funny when I first realized that. It was actually a Christmas a few years back. I was in line at a Best Buy, getting gifts for the family, and this particular year it was a hella long line. And situations like that, I just have this habit of talking to strangers. This one woman I was talking to, we were talking about a lot of random life things, and it came up that I was, "...flying home to Maryland."

And she just stated, "That's funny. It's funny that you've lived in Kansas City for how many years? And you still call Maryland home?"

And she was right I think. I mean, I will always love Maryland, I grew up here, this is where I am from, and in some sense, it will always be home. But Kansas City is my home. So yea, I am going home tomorrow. And it should be interesting I guess...

Not entirely sure how perse. I know in the new year I need to set goals for my life, there are things I need to get in order, things I need to be more responsible for. Things that I want, but more importantly, need to change. And I'm kind of scared by that to be honest. But we'll see how it goes.

But first up when I get back? Getting ready for the New Year's Party. Happens every year. But I always get panicked whenever I throw I party, I mean, dear reader, do you get any anxiety in the party planning? You know, "I hope people come? What if nobody comes? Did I forget anything?" Blablabla. I guess it doesn't help my nerves that it's snowed pretty hard in KC while I have been away. But we'll keep the party on, and hope for the best.

Well anyway. I have no idea where I wanted to go with this post. But I guess I'll leave it at I am really thankful for having the chance to see and spend some wonderful time with my family. Doesn't happen often enough. And I am looking forward to getting my game face on for 2010.

Here's to a new year, and a new day.

Happy Holidays boys and girls! Till next time.

Even after all this time...

...still LOVE this. Working in advertising, I am always striving to create an experience like this. I don't even like Sony TV's, but I want one after this.

'Repo Men' Red-Band Trailer...

I'm sure this movie will have no thought provoking ending, that will have me pondering the weight of my life for months to come. But this movie looks to be a heck of a lot of fun.

Enjoy:



And before you ask, this is not a remake, reimagining, re-whateveryouplease of the 80's movie of the same name.

The end.

I love you Midwest Airlines...

I mean, your cookies alone is enough to love you to no end. But can I tell you what one pilot did? Well, you actually have no say in the matter, because I am going to write about it. I guess you can go to another website, but this post will still be here, BRAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

ahem, but I digress...

Yea, Midwest. Okay, so like every year, I am getting ready to fly to Maryland to see family for the holidays. Done this enough that you know when you need to be where, blablabla. Getting on the plane in KC, they tell you it's going to be a few moments for them to de-ice the plane. No biggie, that time of year.

And we're off.

Eating my sweet cookie, talking to a modern day June Cleaver in the seat next to me. And when we land, June asks me, "what time is your next flight?" I check my ticket, "4:10" I reply. And she pauses, in only a way June Cleaver can, and says, "It's 4:15"

And the only word going through my head at that moment is...

balls.

I push my way out of the plane, and run to my connecting gate (which was a feat in it of itself, as I am GROSSLY out of shape... a state I will never truly ever tell you about) Heaving and panting as I approach my gate, the attendant asks, "Are you Mr. Lee?"

"What the what?" I say to myself.

Turns out the plane was still at the gate. 20 minutes after it was supposed to leave. I was told the Pilot was not going to leave anyone behind, not on Christmas. And supposedly the was some standing up for me happening before my arrival.

Though my tardiness was no fault of my own, I have to say I was SO appreciative of the Pilot, and his kind heart to wait for one late Korean.

Merry Christmas you masked Midwest Pilot you! Definitely made my Christmas a little more special.

I have a big dome...

Yea so, my job, every year there's always free branded goodness the company gives the employees. Be it jackets, hankees, bags, and caps. But this story is about the hat. It's always a ballcap. And if you don't know me, well, what you should know is I have a big ass dome. And ballcaps really don't fit. Kinda sits on the crown of my head, and I end up rocking this Elmer Fudd look.

And I always lament, it would be nice to get a hat with a little elastic love.

Well, this year I got my wish.

Pretty kick ass snow cap, with dear sweet elastic. Finally a hat I can wear.

Sadly I was wrong.

About to head out for errands. Threw it on, and the thing was hella tight.

I love my company, but they love small heads. Sigh.

Curse me and my big dome. :)