Nice Guys Finish First...

Well if you haven't heard yet, the Spurs won the NBA Finals lastnight. So once again, they bring the NBA Championship to San Antonio. And if you know anything about San Antonio, you'll know that is a huge thing for this town. The only thing that could probably top it would be if the Pope came into town again. So lastnight as I drove home from the gym, people were already driving around honking and hanging out their car windows yelling. As I got home and turned on the news, they were live from downtown, showing all the crowds gathering on Commerce Street. Now if aren't from Texas, or more specifically San Antonio, you wont know that there are three main things natives of San Antonio love. I say natives of San Antonio, because Dallas, Austin and Houston are opposites then San Antonio. See the three biggest things in San Antonio are the following:

1. Family and Religion
2. Having a good time (which usually includes Bar-b-que, mexican food and beer)
3. The Spurs

These are the three things that San Antonio is all about.

1. The majority of the city is Hispanic or Mexican (whatever) which means most of them are Catholic. And because San Antonio isnt a huge city, (under 2 million) its still very much about family and values. Of course compared to small towns its a bit crazy, but then compared to Austin and Houston, it's a family oriented town.

2. Second, people here love to have a good time. If you know anything about Mexicans and or people of Mexican descent, you know we love to have a good time. Heck we dedicate a whole week in April just to have a week long city wide Fiesta. Our Mari Gras for example. And being in that state of mind, everyone here is for the most part very laid back. They like to relax, chill, have a beer and chill. San Antonio, is a very laid back city. There are the fast paced people, but for the majority, everyone here is laid back. I guess that's where I get my calm, laid back demeanor. If people from New York are rushing and busy, then people from here are laid back and easy going. I'm a product of my surroundings, this I know for sure.

3. And lastly the Spurs. See, here in San Antonio, they are all we got. We have no NFL team, the closest and the biggest being the Dallas Cowboys. We have no NHL team, and only a minor league hockey team. We have no major league baseball team, once again only a a minor league team. So really besides them, the Spurs are the only professional sports team we have. And because that's all we got, we love them that much more. The Spurs are just like the city, family oriented, a hometown team that cares more about their fans then makeing the big bucks. That's how it's been, and that's how it will stay. To me it's no wonder why players that have been labeled as "nice guys" often end up playing for San Antonio. David Robinson for instance. Nice, Classy guy. Tim Duncan, the shy nice guy, who likes to chill. I guess the only bad part about it is, that most of the time the nice guys finish last. But of course not this year. I guess it's such a big deal to the city when the Spurs win, because all year we hear that we won't. No matter how good we are, we are not as flashy and celebrity star studded as the Lakers, we are not the Bad Boys of the NBA like that Pistons, we are just the nice guys. The nice guys who kick everybody's butt. The last few years have been great, because the Spurs have proven that the nice guys can win. That by having a work ethic, and sticking to it, it can pay off. And that to me has been a great represantation of the city of San Antonio. Even though we like to have a good time, and yes sometimes be lazy, when we work, we work a lot. I can see where the media and the sports commentators don't find that interesting, considering we don't give any scandals (kobe bryant ring a bell) to be reported on. I guess to them the Spurs are boring. But hey, I rather be boring and win then be overly dramatic and lose.

So tomorrow as the city celebrates with the riverwalk parade, and as we watch the spurs float by on the barges I'll be happy. It's a huge win for the Spurs, and a bigger win for us nice guys.

Important News Break...

War in Iraq? Starving kids in Africa?

Nope. Just Giant Paletas.

Giant Popsicle Melts, Floods New York Park

NEW YORK - An attempt to erect the world's largest Popsicle in a city square ended with a scene straight out of a disaster film — but much stickier.

The 25-foot-tall, 17 1/2-ton treat of frozen Snapple juice melted faster than expected Tuesday, flooding Union Square in downtown Manhattan with kiwi-strawberry-flavored fluid that sent pedestrians scurrying for higher ground.

Firefighters closed off several streets and used hoses to wash away the sugary goo.

Snapple had been trying to promote a new line of frozen treats by setting a record for the world's largest Popsicle, but called off the stunt before it was pulled fully upright by a construction crane. Authorities said they were worried the thing would collapse in the 80-degree, first-day-of-summer heat.

"What was unsettling was that the fluid just kept coming," Stuart Claxton of the Guinness Book of World Records told the Daily News. "It was quite a lot of fluid. On a hot day like this, you have to move fast."

Snapple official Lauren Radcliffe said the company was unlikely to make a second attempt to break the record, set by a 21-foot pop in Holland in 1997.

The giant pop was supposed to have been able to withstand the heat for some time, and organizers weren't sure why it didn't. It had been made in Edison, N.J., and hauled to New York by freezer truck in the morning.

You should have seen the size of the paleta cart 

gotta fill up the whole cup...

this day started out like no other day. i had interviewed with a grocery company here in town about a night position and i guess everything went good because today as i went in for the 3rd interview, it turned out it wasn't a interview at all. they just needed me to sign off for them to run a back ground check and a drug test. so i sign off for a background check, and she hands me the slip to take the the testing company. "oh and you have to do it within 24 hours" she says, so in other words, do it now. so i drive slightly across town (to the medical center)and my brother drops me off. he has to go get his work clothes from his gf's house. ok, no problem. i just go do the test, and he will pick me back up on the way back. no problem. easy. so i sign in and sit while they fill out the paper work and all that medical stuff. this is a medical building, and i hate medical buildings. too many bad memories of hospitals and medical buildings. the cold, sterile feel of it, just yuck. so anyways, i am told i have to take everything out of my pockets, and then the nurse hands me the cup to fill. "try to fill up the whole cup" she says. i smile and nodd and proceed to make my way into the bathroom. so as i unzip, ready to do my best cup filling, nothing happens. nope, nothing. i sat there for a few minutes, trying to will myself, using every jedi mind trick i could think of to fill this cup, but it was no use. no use, because no juice. so as i buckled up and walked out i had to tell the lady that i just didn't have to go. i asked her if she had any water, and she smiled and went around the corner and brought back a bottle water. So as I stood in the lobby drinking my water I finished off the first bottle. But no tingle, no pressure from the nether region. So downed another bottled water. Still nothing. At about 4 1/2 bottled waters, finally something down there woke up. So as I made my way back in there, my stomach hurting from the onslaught of water it had just endured, the nurse still smiling at me, I once again closed the bathroom door and attempted it. The minutes went by with nothing still. Dry as a bone. It was quiet, much like I imagine death valley is. I waited and waited, until finally, I waited no more. As if the floodgates of heaven had been opened, much as how I imagine the water flowed after Moses struck the crag, the mighty river Robbie was unleashed. Fill the cup? Ha! I think I could have filled a stadium! I think the sheer power and amount alone could have leveled a small village. So as I stood there, with my cup fully filled I smiled in my glory. I buckled once again, and made my way way back out, handing the fully filled holy grail to the nurse. She laughed, and said that I guess I just needed some help. Help? Look lady, its not like I'm a old man, like a guy who needs medication or some sort or boost. It's not like I have what is nowadays known as Erectile Dysfunction, and can't preform when i need to. It's not like that at all. I just needed to piss in a cup, and I hadn't drank enough to fill my bladder. Maybe it was cause I have been working out, and since all i drink now is water, my body is used to taking in a lot of it without having to run to the bathroom. Don't hate me because I have a strong bladder, and a tough stomach. Just be glad I filled the stupid cup, and smile and laugh to yourself.

untitled...

space around us seems lighter
the light around your face seems brighter
and no matter how much i deny
it becomes harder with each try

so fast you have come about
just a blur in front of my eyes
something i try to focus on
judging depth, weight and size

and as soon as the start began
the end seems like it is here
just when courage was starting to build
it's replaced by that one fear

and after sunrise and sunset
i will choose to forget
throw those thoughts away
let them end with the passing day

numbers and equations run through my mind
analyzing and reanalzying hoping the answer i'll find
knowing the chemical inbalance is the reason why
that the logic and resolve slip right by

pondered, and wondered, but never over thought
flirted, toyed with, but never fully sought
constant scenarios played out in time
lack of diction, leads to silent pantomime

choices that i can't take back
feelings of loss i'm starting to lack
a complex complexion i can't erase
with that attitude written on my face.

fitter, happier, more productive...

well it's getting to end of another week, and here i am again sitting in my chair at home. sweaty cause i just got in from the gym, my legs still aching a bit from yesterday's session. i feel good though, lighter, and more in shape. i'm well under 200 lbs now. i would say in the lower 190's. i will weigh myself tomorrow to be exact.

well things have changed a bit. looks like my vacation of unemployment will soon be ending, and then I will be back working my 30-40 hours a week. part of me is sad to see it all go, but the other part is happy to get back into the workforce, to actually be part of the workforce majority, instead of sucking umeployment from you lovely tax payers. I had a good run. It's not every day that you can just take 6 months off and not work, yet still have some type of income coming in. I'm glad i've done it, it's gave me a chance to get back to the person i want to be. i'm definately happier, in many ways. The confusion and drama of past relationships are gone now, and make way for a possible new one. all is yet to be written though. I'm definately happier with my physique, just being leaner and thinner helps me be happier. Feels great to be able to wear my older clothes. As as the job market goes, i went to a job fair today and interviewed with a lady about a position at a good company. She said she was impressed with my resume, and wrote down my name for a interview next week. So that looks promising. So my life is looking on the up and up. In the past when things were going good, I used to always be afraid. Afraid and worried that things were going so good, that the bad was always going to creep up and ruin it all. But you know, I'm not thinking that way anymore. I already know the bad will be there, I know it will ruin somethings. And that's ok. Compared to what I was living through back then, any amount of bad is still much better. My life is starting to be what I want it to be, slowly, but still surely. Happiness, security, and even the possible hint of love and all those things I have missed out of over the last 4 years are starting to show their faces again. Life is getting better for me. So with that, I'm going to go now. Hope all of you are safe and happy with the ones you love. Because I am getting back to that myself.

something i wrote a long time ago...

there will be times,
when the next line rhymes,
and there will be times,
when it doesn't.

im in love....(again?)

who with now? you might ask. don't worry, not anyone i can actually date. just some cute female, who happens to be a famous international pop singer. like i said, not anyone I can actually date. I was looking at a variety website, I call them that because they put funny pics and funny signs and videos and all that caca on one website. and they had a link for some pics of shakira. now i've never been a huge shakira fan, i mean i liked a few of her songs (the ones in english i could understand) and all that. but I never really thought she was all that attractive, I mean she's pretty, and down right cute, but not a super model type, not a woman that blows your mind away (like Gisele Bundchen, rawwwr!!) But I always thought of her as cute, ok, she is beautiful. I guess with her you like her for her music and her dance, not so much her looks. Where as people like Jessica Simpson for her ditzyness and her looks and not her music, Shakira is the opposite. She has looks, but they aren't her only talent. So anyways, I clicked on this link and up came so pics of her that I had never seen before. I'm guessing they have to be pretty recent because the website is pretty up to date. So anyways, I saw these pics, and now I've fallen in love with Shakira. Yeah, I know, poor me. In the pics (below) you will notice that she actually really does have a cute face, nice teeth, cute little freckles, and a nice tan. But what stands out to me is her hair. That natural look of I just got off a airplane and my hair is all messed up and crazy and everywhere. For some reason I find big hair attractive. And I don't mean like the girls in a B-52's video, I mean like fluffy, frizzy big hair, almost Robert Smith like. For some reason, that is a weakness to me. It's like cryptonite to my mind, it's makes me a little more defenseless. I found this out years ago actually. There was a girl at work that had ok regular hair, it was long, but she kept it pulled back most of the time. Then one day, she came in and suddenly there was this lion like mane around her head. She said her hair was naturally a little curly, and when she didn't pull it back or straighten it, it did that. And my jaw just hit the floor. Just by her hair alone, she looked 100% more attractive. Her hair actually resembled Shakira's hair in the pic's below. Almost the same color, and almost exactly the same style. There was another girl at my work that had rather curly hair, and she kept it long also. And when she wore it "dry" which i mean without hair product in it, it frizzed up also. She would pull it back a little, and it would almost make a little fro. She too, well her hair, became very attractive. So for some reason, I like big hair. And like I said, when I say "big hair" I don't mean like a big bee hive, or a big mexican perm (yuck). It has to be that in between, the natural frizzyness. Is Shakira's hair naturally like that? I have no idea, but the girls that I worked with were. Is it because I'm from Texas? and us Texans love big hair on women? Is it because I'm a product of a upbringing in the 80's when big frizzy hair was in? I'm just not quite sure. Whatever it is though, I hope someday to end up with a woman with hair like Shakira's. Whenever, Wherever, as long as her hair's big and frizzy, I'm there.

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