My Writings. My Thoughts.
Awesome Story of the Day
June 18th, 2009 - 1 Comment
So Merrill Lynch totally goofed up and invited me to a ritzy lunch for soon-to-be-retirees up in the Petroleum Club (Exxon-Mobil’s fancy members-only club on the top floor of our building). It was AWESOME! I just sat and ate lunch and pretended to be engrossed in their retirement packages. Hopefully someone there thought I was just a ridiculously successful kid that’s retiring early.
Goodness it’s a good day.
Some Awesome Lady
June 15th, 2009 - 3 Comments
Alright… so I follow this blog called SoulPancake. It’s just about asking deep questions and then commenting on them. I found this lady named Kaschua (at least that’s her screenname) who writes the most profound comments I’ve ever seen. I don’t know how to link to the exact post I found, but here’s the text:
“As an introvert, my personality is sometimes a mystery, even to myself. Continue Reading
You’re Self-Conscious
June 14th, 2009 - 5 Comments
I’m going to start a group. SSCPNSA. Somewhat Self-Concious People Not-So-Anonymous. I’m becoming convinced that there is no one in the world that wouldn’t qualify for the club. If you’ve ever done any of the following, welcome to the club:
I Saw a Skyscraper Today. That’s Awesome.
June 10th, 2009 - 5 Comments
Let me tell you a story. A long time ago, you were a baby. You sat there, looked around, grinned (but didn’t know why), and drooled on whatever object happened to be placed in your inch-long hands. You didn’t care about possessions. You didn’t know about the worries of the world. You loved grinning and drooling. And away you drooled.
Thoughts for the Day
May 19th, 2009 - 7 Comments
It’s been a long time since I’ve written anything, and a whole lot longer since I’ve just written something that doesn’t make sense. Therefore, here are the things I’m thinking right now:
Security badges – freaking awesome. There is no greater feeling than walking by Herbert the security guard, flashing your badge at the scanner, and watching the magic revolving doors begin to spin (for exactly 180 degrees, allowing entry only to you). Every Continue Reading
