Wednesday, August 31, 2011

General Store Burger Part 1

I am a multicultural person. I have friends of every culture, race, orientation, and gender. I love everyone and I love being friends with everyone. But here is the one issue I have. I understand that some people are still adjusting to learning the English language. It's completely fine. But if you are going to work at a general store where people are asking you what type of food they want you to make, make sure you learn the menu and the English language clearly.

I walked to the general store a few weeks ago because I have been hungry like crazy. I was recovering from a cold, which thereby forced me to stay at the house for an extended period of time. That's something I don't like doing. I'm not a person who just sits down and relax. I am always up and going somewhere. Taking a day off is something I am not familiar with anymore.

It was night time. The only thing that was on my mind was a double cheeseburger and some fries. I would've went to McDonald's across the street, but the drive-thru was the only thing that was open. I walked over to the side of the store where they make the burgers, ribs, and everything. In there was this woman who I could already tell was still learning the English language. Let's call her Jackie.

"Can I help you?" Jackie asked me.

"Yes," I responded. "Can I have the double cheeseburger combo? Can you please let the burger have nothing but cheese, ketchup, and mustard on it."

At this store, they have this combo that is $4.99. That's a double cheeseburger, large fries, and a 12oz drink that you can get for free. With taxes and everything, it would be a total of $5.08. I have been at this general store so many times, their taxes have become a part of my life.

It took ten minutes, but Jackie was finally done making the burger. She picked up an ink pen and started writing the amount down. Here is when I knew she was messing the order up. The burger and fries were in two small containers. There were large ones right next to her. She could put the burger and fries all in one, and then put the total amount on the top.

She gave me the two containers and there I saw the different amounts on each of them. Separately, the food is more expensive unless you order the combo. The burger alone is $2.99 and the fries are $2.20. All together, the amount would be more than the combo is worth.

I chose not to tell her that she was wrong and continued up ahead. A few extra cents wasn't going to hurt me. Later on, Jackie was going to realize that she was wrong. I paid for my food and little did I realize that it was just the beginning.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Web Series- The Boys Who Brunch Epi. 1

It's been almost a year since I heard about this new series entitled "The Boys Who Brunch." I was one of those fans who were dying to watch this series. I have been watching previews at least five times a day. Now we finally get the chance to see it.

The show follows the story of this character named Mason who hangs out with his friends every day at brunch. One day, he proposes to his friends that they do a new challenge/dare every week. In the beginning, it sounds fun, but then things begin to unravel during these challenges. Now that everything is unfolding, Mason begins to really think that things really might just happen for a reason.

From the first time you see it, it will instantly be considered a mixture of Sex and City, Noah's Arc, and Queer As Folk folded into one. However, after the first episode, I truly believe will stand out on it's own. It fall under a category next to the other shows, but the stories are seemingly different from the others.

Below is the first episode of The Boys Who Brunch. I hope you guys enjoy it the same way I did.

Monday, August 29, 2011

The Best Buy Story

For the people that follow me on Facebook, they saw this video I posted of me buying this new camera from Best Buy. I spoke about going over to Best Buy for the first time in my life. I said that it was something that I never expected to happen. Now I am going to to tell you guys exactly what happened.

A friend of mine was going to another city for business. Let's call him Jack. Jack has been using the desktop all of his life. He is still adjusting to the computers, even though it is the 21st century. I have been doing my best to bring him up to date. Technology is changing all over again. People are beginning to move over to the IPADS and he hasn't even used a laptop yet.

So when Jack found out that he had to go on a business trip, I was one of two people he called to get some help on finding a laptop that was suitable for him. I have never been to a Best Buy before. I considered it an opportunity to help each other out.

We arrived at Best Buy and I was incredibly shocked at what I saw. It was five times not what I was expecting. The store looked beautiful. There was a moment when I wanted to live in there forever. Jack and I walked over to the computers and found a wide variety of computers. Every brand I knew or didn't knew about were right there in front of me. I was so excited.

We called on one of the people working there to help us out. This man was incredibly intelligent on all the brands. He knew their history stemming back from the time when computers were first created. He admitted to us that he owns at least five different computers at his house. Too much information? I don't think so. I was loving the whole conversation.

While we were talking, Jack kept calling his other friend in order to help him out with what computer was best for him. Whenever he didn't understand something, he would be back on the phone with his friend five minutes later. His phone conversations would last for ten minutes at least. I was a little frustrated but I let it go. I am the most patient you could be around.

Eventually, he finally stopped calling his friend and picked a computer he thought would be suitable for him. I was breathing for air behind his back. We were finally going to be able to buy this computer and then help me go find a camera. Since I am already on the technology band wagon, I could get a camera in just five minutes. I am turning twenty very soon. So I needed to show people the new me. My style is changing a lot, and I want to share it with all of my friends.

We made it to the cash register and the phone cycle continued. Jack and the woman working there was having a conversation about the insurance the computer contains. I'm not really someone who counts on insurance. I was taught to always pay things upfront. But Jack loved insurance. He took every insurance opportunity he got. Never once did he say "Can I have my insurance money back?"

Minutes later, he called his friend again and they were on the phone for fifteen minutes talking about insurance. I laid my back on the chair while talking to this guy who was buying blue-ray DVDs, and an Apple Pro computer. There were moments when I wanted to grab that phone and crush it with my foot. His conversations were driving me crazy. Eventually, he bought the computer, I bought my camera, and we walked out of there quickly. That was my first time ever going to Best Buy.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

The Future Forward: What Has Happened To The New Black Generation?

When you look back at what African Americans have been fighting for throughout the decades, you feel nothing but happiness. The bravery that each individual has shown cannot be matched. The fight for equal rights along with the acceptance of multiculturalism is quite remarkable. People like Martin Luther King Jr., Malcolm X, Reverend Al Sharpton, and many more activists fought for our rights as US citizens.

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Thursday, August 25, 2011

Seriously World of Warcraft? Level 20?

I have been holding this back for too long. I have been in World of Warcraft rehab for quite some time. It was a huge addiction for me when I was younger. However, I still catch up with the latest news surrounding the franchise. I am still an avid gamer on other platforms, but World of Warcraft will remain a huge part of my life.

I read a few weeks ago that World of Warcraft was going to allow gamers to play the game for free. From the way it sounds, it was absolutely amazing. I felt World of Warcraft has made more than enough money from the monthly payments to the expansions coming out all the time. It was now just going to be a free game for everyone to be a part of. That is until I read the rest of the article.

You are allowed to play the game for free until you get to level 20. Once you reach that level, then you have to pay in order to continue on with your journey. I don't know about ya'll but that it is utterly insane. I don't want to cuss, but that is fucked up.

First, do you know how much stress a person has to go through in order to get to level 10? That is the ultimate test for a gamer, especially when they are playing the Final Fantasy games. You cannot imagine how hard it is to get to level 10 every time I play a game from that franchise. It's like my life depended on it forever.

I am not mocking the franchise in anyway. World of Warcraft has been so good to me throughout the years. I can't tell you how many amazing adventures I got from playing the game. But I'm sure every gamer will agree with me when I say "You made more than enough. Let the games play for free now."

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Unrealistic Coupon Demands

One day, I went to the store to get some syrup and those Hawaiian Punch packs. You guys know what I am talking about. The kinds that you put in a water bottle, shake em up, and you have a drink right there. Well do you know that if you put at least three or four packs and add sugar in a one tank of water, you will have a drink that will last two weeks or more just like that?

I learned that when I was recycling a few large bottles. I felt I could use those bottles to a better use.

By doing that, I have saved so much money from purchasing beverages. I drink more than I eat. Ever since I made that discovery, I have been buying these packs like crazy. I may have a huge addiction to Vitamin Water, but the Hawaiian Punch beverage is the only beverage I drink that contains a lot of sugar. Sodas are completely out of my life.

There are eight in one box for only $1.00. If you only wanted to put them in bottles that means you can fill eight water bottles with it. I don't know about you but that is a good sale.

I grabbed what I wanted in the store and headed over to the cash register. Over there, this one woman appeared to have been occupying the employee's time.

"I understand," said the employee.

"No you don't," said the customer.

I walked right next to her. All I saw in front of them were the items and a coupon book.

"It's a waste of time doing all of this." She pointed at the coupon book. "Since you already know what I'm holding then you should have them already you should already cut those coupons out before you are done with your previous customer."

It didn't take me that long to realize that she was talking about the coupon book. Once I was looking at the book, I couldn't help but to roll my eyes behind this woman's back. This woman has many customers that brings multiple items. If there is a coupon for them, of course it would take some time for him/her to look around for them. They are not these robots would could think ahead of time. So I felt it was completely wrong for this woman to give her a demand that she couldn't do.

"Goodbye," she said finally.

I walked over to the employee working there and told her "Don't worry. You are not a robot. She was wrong giving you a demand like that."

She gave me a smile and started checking out my items.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Alcoholic Hospitality At The Movie Theater

The one thing I love about this movie theater I go to is that you will never know what is going to happen. It's not chaotic, but it has it's funny moments every now and then.

The theater is a mixture of a restaurant, bar, and theater at the same time. When you walk over to get your tickets there is a bar over at the side. There are a couple of snacks you can order from there, but the real food is inside. Once you get a ticket, you are escorted into the theater. They give you a menu before you walk inside and escort you to your seat. If you are lucky to get a front row seat, there will be a foot relaxer waiting for you.

On the menu, there is a variety of food on the menu. From regular theater food straight to what you when you are going to a five star restaurant. That's how awesome it is.

The one thing that makes me laugh is the number of people that keeps on dropping their glasses of alcohol. They lean forward so much the glass falls down to the floor all the time. One time, I heard seven glasses fall to the floor. It was utterly hilarious the way it happened. To be honest, I think it's because they know that if it breaks, they get a free refill. They nearly finish their glass of wine. It falls and shatters to the floor. They report it to the waiter. In the end, they get a free refill.

That's the only piece of crap that happens all the time over there. Other than that, it's the best theater you would ever visit in your life.

Monday, August 22, 2011

I Don't Want To Drive A Car

It's something that I have been feeling since the day I was born. I have never been interested in getting a driver's license or driving a car. When I was in high school and I saw all these teenagers driving the car they just picked out, I was always happy for them. I will never be jealous that they were driving and I was still riding the streetcar. I have never been like that. I would walk up to them and give them a congratulatory handshake.

One of the reasons that I know is the reason why I've been avoiding cars is because I have been in car accidents or seen car accidents from my childhood years to me now entering the new generation. My first car accident was on my way to school. I was inside a van and the driver hit us because he fell asleep. That day also turned out to be my 10th birthday. Nine years later, when I was leaving a dance show that my best friend was in, right there in clear view, I saw a five-year old boy get hit my a drunk driver.

Incidents like that kept me mentally paralyzed for days. Sometimes I would be scared to even cross the street. Whenever I am on the highway sitting in the passenger's seat, I would be terrified from the way cars drove past us in high speed. My stepfather at the time would drive incredibly fast, even during the turns. I would be scared of getting in the car with him.

Events are like are partially the reason why I don't want to drive. Of course, the other reason is because I never had any interest in it. It maybe hard to admit to some people, but it's not for me.

I have been riding bikes and streetcars since I started learning how to use them. I'm alright with it. Bikes are a wonderful traveling partner and a great workout partner as well. Trains and airplanes are growing onto me. A motor scooter and motorbike is the closest I will get to driving.

I'm enjoying life as it is, but don't picture a car being a part of it.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Movie Review: One Day

I managed to buy the last ticket online for the movie One Day. The surprising thing was that it was a front row ticket. That's still something that puzzles me. Every time I go to any theater no one wants to buy the front row tickets. Are these people on crack or something? The front row tickets are awesome. You won't get distracted by anyone walking around like maniacs. You don't have to stand up so that someone could move past you in order to get to their seats. It's the ultimate comfort. You might possibly even get a foot pillow.

I am so glad I went over to see this movie. It was the most romantic, dramatic, and touching movie I have ever seen in a long time. I don't really watch romantic dramas that much, but this was still a wonderful movie to see.

One Day
, based on the novel by David Nicholls, is a love story surrounding two friends named Dexter and Emma. They would only meet on July 15th every year for the next 20 years. While trying to hold onto their friendship, they each go through their individual trials and tribulations revolving around their families and personal lives. It becomes a hard thing for them to handle, but they try to make it work in the end.

There is a scene in the movie that will just crush your heart. I won't talk to you about it. You have to see the movie in order to see what I am talking about. Overall, Anne Hathaway and Jim Sturgess have an amazing on screen chemistry that you will never miss. David Nicholls did an amazing job adapting his novel for the big screen.

No words can describe how much I love this film. I truly believe that this film will appeal to anyone whether they are best friends or in a relationship. It's a story for everyone.

Below is the trailer for One Day.

Friday, August 19, 2011

The Future Forward: Are Third Wheels Allowed To Hang Out With The Lovers?

When you're in a relationship and the hang outs have been stunning, you always think about what's it going to be like when the two of you go out with each other again. All of a sudden, things are beginning to change. A third person has been added to the mix. You are being introduced to this person who begins hanging out with you two more often.

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Tuesday, August 16, 2011

I'm Crying For A Skinnygirl Margarita

This is what I get hanging around with older people. No matter how many times I try to avoid it, I just knew that this was going to happen. That's why I've been preparing myself a year.

For the past couple of months, I feel like I've been tempted. Bethenny Ever After is one of my favorite reality shows on Bravo TV. I love everything Bethenny stands for. I love her intelligence and crazy work ethic. Everything that she stands for as a business person is something that I think everyone should pay attention to.

The way she came up and started her business on her own has been very influential to me. Those Skinnygirl Margaritas has been something I have been dying to sip. Here is one problem with that. I am turning twenty years old, which is far away from the right age that I am allowed to drink. That's terrible.

I have been accepting the fact that I am not allowed to drink any Skinnygirl Margarita right now. However, it looks like the margaritas are trying to tempt.

One day, I went over to the CVS pharmacy to get some Doritos and Vitamin Water. I went over to the cash register and saw the Skinnygirl margaritas displaying itself on the shelf. It was selling for $12.99 a bottle. I bought my stuff and got the heck out of there.

The next day, I am leaving the movie theater. I walk over to Rouses and there is the Skinnygirl Margarita displaying itself right next to some glazed donuts I wanted to buy. I walked away from it, got the donuts, and headed towards the cash register. Once I was there, women in front of me had one of the bottles in each of their hands. One bottle of margarita was being sold by each of them.

I walked out of that general store wanting to scream. I love Bethenny Frankel, but her margaritas need to stop tempting me until I turn twenty-one. I don't know if it's going to happen again, but I'm going to do my best to avoid the temptations.

Music Video: Lady Gaga "You And I"

Lady Gaga continues to make a change in the music industry. Her visionary moves are something you can't get my eyes off of. She has officially premiered her new music video for her song "You And I".

In this song, you talks about going from her hometown New York all the way to Nebraska to get her boyfriend back. I believe this is her most honest song ever. I've been paying attention to her lyrics and this love song is just so raw. So you know how excited I was when I saw the music video.

There are multiples scenes in this video. She portrays different characters from her boyfriend to a mermaid in a tub. In the beginning, I was slightly confused on what was the premise of the characters. By the end of the video, I finally understood everything.

Overall, this video is another masterpiece from Lady Gaga. I love all of her videos and I can't wait for more. I hope you guys enjoy the video the same way I did.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Book Review| "I Feel Bad About My Neck" by Nora Ephron

For most people that know, Nora Ephron is one of my role models. I truly wouldn't be the writer that I am if it wasn't for this woman. Ranging from films (Sleepless In Seattle, You've Got Mail, When Harry Met Sally, etc.) to her books (I Feel Bad About My Neck, I Remember Nothing, and Heartburn), she has a way of telling stories about real life in a way that catches me. No matter what it is, she is completely honest about it. They're always funny and on point.

During the past three weeks, I finally had some time to read her book I Feel Bad About My Neck. In the beginning, I thought I wasn't going to read this book. It contains mostly about female problems and I am a male with none of those problems at all. But in the end, I took the chance to read this book. How can I call her one of my role models if I don't read everything she's written?

By the time I read the first page, I thought wrong. I fell in love with it instantly.

The books contains story about her life as a journalist, reflections of her divorces, the way she arrived at New York City, etc. Inside, you will read the way she describes a purse as a hopeless disorganization or a chronic inability to throw anything away. It's a collection of stories that will make you laugh out loud. This book contains a story for everyone to fall in love with.

I highly recommend this book to everyone. I Feel Bad About My Neck is another outstanding work of literature from a woman that I am proud to call one of my role models.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to cook like a maniac while watching When Harry Met Sally for the one millionth time.

I Wanted That Game Boy Advance SP

Growing up, video games was taking over the school. Every one of my friends owned Yu-Gi-Oh! cards or Game Boys. Game Boys was the one hand held game that had to have. But not just any Game Boy console. You needed to have the Game Boy Advance SP. Sadly for me, I only had a Gameboy Advance.

Everyone looked at me like I was psychotic or confused. I wasn't up to date with the latest technology and I was playing with last year's console. You should have heard all of the comments that they've given me.

In order to prevent myself from being criticized every single day, I decided to buy an SP. But there was one problem. I didn't have enough money to buy one. With that out of the question, I tried to get the console the other way. It was another form of buying stuff. Trading.

Trading was the biggest thing in middle school and high school. If we didn't have any money, we would trade clothes, accessories, books, pencils, pens, cell phones, etc. It was the other thing to do around school.

One day, I ran into this guy that told me he was thinking about getting rid of his Game Boy Advance SP. It felt like a sign from God. After weeping for days about not having one, I considered it a perfect opportunity to finally get my hands on one. We talked for a while and we agreed on a trade. If I gave him $30 dollars along with half of my Yu-Gi-Oh trading card deck, he would give me the console along with a wireless cable, which will allow me to connect with another Game Boy console.

The next day arrives. I gave him everything we agreed to trade on. He gave me nothing but the wireless cable that day. He said that the game was charging that day and he would give it back to me tomorrow. For the next three months everyday, telling him when he was going to give it to me. I knew from the very beginning that he was lying to me. I just decided to return the favor by being all up in his ear every day until he gave it back to me.

In the end, he didn't give it back to me. Instead, he gave me my cards back and kept the SP. It was no problem with me. School already ended the year and I had a perfect addition to my Game Boy Advance.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

The Future Forward: Is It Unusual Having A Normal Conversation With Your Pet?

I remember laying in bed with nothing to do. There were some not so good shows airing on television. I had a whole lot of things in my mind. Some of them were ideas for new material while the rest were tiny bits of stress.

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Friday, August 12, 2011

My Comedy Wednesday Schedule

Most people think I am crazy when I tell them I have a summer comedy Wednesday schedule. They think it's not real and that I need to take a pill or something. I'm trying to tell them that this is true. Now I guess the only way to prove this to you is to show it to you. Here is my comedy Wednesday schedule from 7:00 p.m. to 2:30 a.m.

1. Melissa & Joey from 7:00 p.m. to 7:30 p.m.

2. State of Georgia from 7:30 p.m. to 8:00 p.m.

3. Roseanne's Nuts from 8:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m.

4. Hot In Cleveland from 9:00 p.m. to 9:30 p.m.

5. Happily Divorced from 9:30 p.m. to 10:00 p.m.

6. Chelsea Lately from 10: 00 p.m. to 10: 30 p.m.

7. E! News from 10:30 p.m. to 11:30 p.m.

8. The Golden Girls from 11:30 p.m. to 12:00 p.m.

9. Will & Grace from 12:00 p.m. to 1:00 p.m.

10. American Dad from 1:00 p.m. to 1: 30 p.m.

11. Family Guy from 1: 30 p.m. to 2: 30 p.m.

Do you believe me now?

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Let Me Act Drunk!

The one thing about my hometown New Orleans is that they allow you to be as drunk as you can be. You can walk on Bourbon Street and be as crazy as you want to. Drinking is an unusual activity in this city. It's sort of crazy, but that's the way we roll. So one night, I decided to use it to my advantage.

One night, I was hanging out with a friend I just made two days prior to my plan. We had been hanging out for quite a while now. The second we met each other, we both felt like we made a friend that can truly handle the both of us. Let's call him Gary.

We were hanging around in his apartment, watching Disney Channel and animated movies. It's a habit he's trying to break. I got over Disney Channel, but he hasn't yet. It's the one thing about him that I tolerate. I was over in Gary's kitchen making some snacks. Whenever I get bored over something, I don't complain about it. I go to the kitchen and create something. It's the only emergency I have to keep me from getting bored.

Gary entered the kitchen and saw me cooking.

"I thought we were going to order take-out," said Gary.

"We never talked about that," I said.

"I thought I did. Well since you're cooking, let's go to Rouses and get some ingredients."

"Sounds like fun."

We left the apartment and headed over to Rouses, which was only a few blocks away. It was a Thursday night. What some people don't know is that Thursday night down here is the new Friday night. Every time I'm in the middle of the city on Thursday night, it's a crazy party. Gary and I had to go past a group of people that was already messed up. Some had a few too many drinks and were going off in the middle of the street. Good thing there were no cars around. There are few streets that are only used for walking, and that's where the craziness was going on.

Midway to the store, I came up with this crazy idea. I wanted to have to fun with the people around the two of us. So I whispered to Gary "Why don't I act drunk?"

Gary looked puzzled at first.

"What do you mean?"

"Let me act drunk! You carry me and people will be staring at us all night."

It didn't take long for Gary to agree with my plan. Before you know it, Gary had me on his back while I was pretending to be asleep. Instantly, people were pointing fingers at us. They couldn't stop staring. We weren't being laughed at. As a matter of fact, we were embraced with positivity.

They were shouting stuff like "Is he all partied out?" or "That's how drunk people do it in New Orleans." My favorite one was when 80% of the people staring at us shouted "YESSSSSS!"

I knew that was going to happen. That's why I did it. Gary and I finally arrived at Rouses and we laughed our way inside. We accomplished another crazy plan and we got critical praises for it from the public.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

I Wasn't Saying Goodbye To You

One night, I was heading home from work. To be honest, I didn't want to go home. I wanted to continue working. I'm a work horse. I have a twenty hours a day work ethic. I work twenty hours every now and then, but I sort of adapted to doing that much.

All I know is that I was riding my bike home, feeling incredibly sad that I had to finish work early. But I wasn't going to let it get to me in the end. While riding the bike, I made plans to watch some television and let the hours go by. I realized that it was comedy Wednesday. I have a schedule to watch nothing but sitcoms and tv shows from 7:00 p.m. to 2:30 a.m. This isn't a joke. I really do have a summer schedule for that. The fall season is another story.

One block away from my house, I saw my neighbor I'll call Ronnie. Ronnie is a wonderful neighbor of mine. I run into him every now and then. He'll be sitting down on his front porch, talking to his neighbors. Whenever I happen to cross by his house and he is sitting there, I always give him a shout out.

"Hey Ronnie," I said to him.

Ronnie turned around saw me riding the bike.

"What's up my friend?" he asked.

"I'm great. Just heading home and relaxing."

"I know that's right. I should be asleep. I have been up for almost twenty hours now."

I have never seen Ronnie work at his job, but if you look at him and see that he is a workaholic. He hardly gets a break. Not because he is not able to, but because he doesn't want to. His mind just keeps on going. That's something I definitely relate to. My mind tells me to work, work, work. But there comes a time when my body starts talking, telling me to get some rest.

"Get some rest Ronnie," I said.

"I'll try."

In comes a car heading in the other direction. I looked back over at Ronnie and said "Goodnight."

The driver in the car thought I was talking to her, and poked her head out of the window.

"How are you lamb chop?" she asked. The second she said that, I immediately increased the speed on my bike. I didn't even want the conversation to continue on. I finally made it home and immediately put the bike inside the house.

While I was hiding, I whispered to driver that was already far away "I wasn't saying goodbye to you."

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Surprise From A Car

You never know what happens when you are just riding in the car with one of your friends, heading home after a long day of work. Something unusual can happen out of the blue.

My friend and I were riding in the car together after working a night shift. We were both completely exhausted and we didn't think about anything related to work. The only thing that was on our minds was that GPS system leading us to our houses. Although, we were having conversations about pop culture and what was going on in the city.

I'll call my friend Tom.

While driving, we were all of sudden jumping when a group of individuals pulled up towards us on the left side of the road, and yelled at us on the other side. I thought for a second that they were drunk because of the way they yelled. I hung out with a lot of drunk people to know how they yell. They were like a biker gang in one car. They drove away as fast as they could to stay away from us. Sadly for them their escape plan backfired.

The cars were completely packed on the left side of the road. Tom and I were riding on the right side and there were no cars in front of us. Knowing that they were trap, we decided to see the aftermath. We weren't angry of anything. We were in fact laughing about the whole situation. But we wondered how funny it would be to see they look on their face when they realized they weren't going anywhere. Tom drove up as fast as he could until we finally made it to the car.

Tom put his foot on the brake and we drove past them slowly, as if life was temporarily in slow motion. We looked out the window and the entire gang in their van stood still as a statue, feeling totally embarrassed that their plan backfired. We drove up ahead and laughed our way back home.

It was the perfect goodnight gift.

Music Video: Maroon 5 ft. Christina Aguilera "Moves Like Jagger"

My favorite band finally released the music video for their hit single Moves Like Jagger ft. Christina Aguilera. I have been jamming to this song for a few weeks right now. I have the song in my computer, ready to be played any time. Then whenever the song comes on the radio, I am out of bed and jamming like a maniac.

That's how much I love the song. So imagine how I felt when I finally saw the video premiere.

Overall, I love the video the same way I love the song. It's not the ordinary Maroon 5 music video, but it's still lovely to see. It reminds me of how music videos were made back then, but still sticking to the 21st century. The band is most of the shots and then there is an ensemble midway through the video. I am partially shocked seeing frontman Adam Levine with so many tattoos. However, it made me like him even more. Christina Aguilera looks stunning in her outfit. Her voice is on point in this video and it's a sweet return for her.

Below are two videos. One is the ordinary one and the other is the director's cut. Hope you love them. I sure do.

Monday, August 8, 2011

A Five Minute Classroom Reaction

When high school began, I was slowly turning into a grade grubber. A grade grubber is a person who fights for every single point in their grade, no matter how well they did. I never thought it was a problem. But apparently, it did for some people.

During my freshman year, I was at a high school in Florida for my second quarter. It still took me a little time to adjust to the high school over there. I noticed that they had very different teaching systems and methods than New Orleans schools. So freshman year was truly a pain in the ass.

It was English class. I had a whole lot on my mind during that day. We were just getting the grades from our English tests and classrooms. That was the only thing that was making me confident that day. No matter how much I tried to stay happy I was truly reaching my breaking point. I had no friends with anyone at the school. I was the ultimate high school outsider in Florida. Plus, I had to catch up with their work. It gave me twice as much work to do. It resulted in less sleep and a whole lot of paperwork.

On this one particular day, everything just finally caught up with me. I was finally ready to lose it. The teacher gave me all of my tests and classroom scores. I still can't believe that over there, they grade your classwork just like a test. I looked at the papers feeling nothing terrible was going to go wrong. I just wanted to have some good news.

Boy, was I wrong!

Each test was full of nothing but C's and D's. My anger just increased to the next level. I worked hard for a full week. I was hardly sleeping while getting prepared for these assignments and these were the scores I had. The teaching styles at that high school angered me. It was at that point that I just lost it.

Sitting right there in the middle of the classroom, I screamed out "WHAT!!"

All of my frustrations were released in that one outburst. I released everything in that one scream. Everyone turned around to see who was it that screamed. They stared at me for a full five minutes. I knew that because the clock was in clear view on the other side of the room. While they were still staring at me, I couldn't help but think about how weird it was that they were staring at me for five minutes without saying a word. Eventually, they stopped staring at me and continued working.

I have never screamed in the middle of class since then. I didn't have to. My parents told me that were moving back to New Orleans once the weekend was over. It was also the last time I ever was a grade grubber.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

The Future Forward: Lovers Before Friends? Shouldn't It Be The Other Way Around?

In life, friends are everything. Whenever you need to hang out with somebody on Friday night, they are one phone call away. Whenever you have something you need to get off your chest, they'll be there to listen to you. If you want to just check on that person, they'll answer your call, even at four in the morning.

Friendship has become the most important thing in an individual's life. But what happened years ago that changed the way we look at connections?

Weeks ago, I hung out with my best friend for a day of relaxing at the swimming pool since it was blazing hot outside. We had a great day. Nothing felt more exciting than hanging out with your best friends.

Friday, August 5, 2011

A Random Dirty Phone Call

For some people, the first phone call they would ever receive right after changing their phone numbers would be the following:

1. Friends
2. Family
3. Business Partners
4. Bosses that won't stop calling you for "love".

Not for me. My first phone call has to be out of the ordinary.

One night, I was doing business with my friend Harry. It was a few minutes before 7:00 p.m. We were both incredibly exhausted. Harry and I looked at each other and decided to go home. We are hardly ever tired. The two of us are workaholics who can be up in the wee hours on the night, and never be tired. If there comes a time when the both of us are tired and the sun didn't even set, that's when we know it's time to slow down, and rest for a while.

"Maybe we should go," said Harry. "We'll do the rest of this stuff tomorrow."

"I agree," I responded. "We've done enough for today."

"You got that right. We truly wore ourselves out for the last couple of days."

"Yeah. It's probably a good thing to get some sleep early."

"I agree. Let's shut this computer down and head on out of here."

He didn't have to say it twice. My bags were already packed. All I had to do was walk out the door.

"Wait," said Harry before I touched the doorknob. "Didn't you change your cell phone number?"

"Yes," I responded.

"Give it to me again. I think I forgot it."

I changed my phone number a few days ago because I kept on getting spam calls. For the past two weeks, there were multiple people calling me on the same number. I became so annoyed of that number, I just decided to change it all together. It was the first time I have ever changed my cell phone number on my own. I gave him my cell phone number and he was set.

A few seconds later, I'm getting a phone call that I am not aware of. It's a number I have never added to my contacts. I answered it.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hello you dirty birdy!" said the voice on the other line.

I felt puzzled.


"What pair of briefs do you have on?"


"You know what I said. What pair of briefs do you have on?"

"Aww....I think you dialed the wrong number."

"No, I dialed the right number. Now what pair of briefs do you have on?"

I hung up the phone right after that sentence. I chose not to tell Harry. A phone call like that was just too much for one night.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

I Forgot The Birthday Speech

I like any kinds of celebrations, especially birthdays. It's the celebration of the day you were born. That's an amazing day for whomever's birthday it is. So when I found out a friend of mine was turning twenty- one, I was ecstatic.

The day before my best friend's birthday (Let's call him Harry), my original plan was to buy a birthday cake, a pair of clothes, and a wonderful birthday card celebrating this amazing day for him. Another friend of mine said that he was going to buy the birthday cake. I just had to worry about getting the rest.

I trusted my friend and went to get the rest of Harry's gifts. During the next day, before I came to work, I went to go buy some designer clothes, and a birthday card. I love fashion and I know Harry does too. So I felt a new pair of clothes would be perfect for him. I didn't buy alcohol because his cousin had everything ready when it came to that. Not only that, but I knew I would get arrested if I tried to buy alcohol.

Obviously, I had to leave that one alone. All I told him was to give him a Skinny Girl Margarita, created by Bethenny Frankel.

I arrived at work and Harry still didn't know a thing. It was a few hours before it was time to give him the presents. My friend brought the cake like he promised and I had the gifts with me. There was only one thing left to make the day complete. The birthday speech.

I love writing speeches. It's another amazing way to show off my comedic and personal appreciation to whomever I'm writing it for. I spent two hours developing this amazing speech for Harry. By the time I was done with it, I just knew that this birthday surprise was going to be perfect, despite the fact that I don't believe in the word "perfect".

Three hours later, it was finally time to show off some birthday cheers. My friend closed Harry's eyes and brought him over to the conference room. The birthday cake was already there. All I needed to get was the presents and the speech. I got the presents, but I lost the speech. I had no idea where I put it. I couldn't find it anywhere.

So you know how I felt on my way to the conference room. I felt the birthday surprise was ruined. Everything didn't go as planned. I wanted to kick myself in head and try to remember where I put the speech. I was an emotional wreck.

However, I didn't let that get to me. I decided to go ahead with what I had and continue on with surprise. Harry got his birthday surprise and celebration. It was a huge success. There were no more problems. Harry felt happy, which made me feel happy.

Two hours later after cleaning up the mess, I found the birthday speech. Guess where it was? In the janitor's closet.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

First Night And Bad Night For Skinny Jeans

Most people remember their first day that they are wearing skinny jeans as one of the most memorable days of their lives. This is for men and women. For the first time, they will be grabbing onto a tight pair and make them hug their body from down under. It's supposed to be a good feeling right.

That wasn't the case for me.

One night, I was hanging out with a friend at a night club. Let's call him Harry. Harry decided to put me to the challenge. He wanted me to wear a pair of skinny jeans that he owns and walk around it for the rest of the night. He wanted me to not look like my casual self anymore. I will admit that I tend to look conservative every now and then, but I am not like that all the times. Sometimes the rock star side of me does come out, especially at karaoke clubs. But at the end of the day, I am not a crazy party animal who likes to go out and look freaky every single night.

We arrived down the street and he gave me the clothes. I got back home and I was already scared. Those skinny jeans were tight beyond belief. I had moments when I was getting ready to just give up on the challenge. However, I am a person that doesn't turn down promises. When I make a promise to a friend, I keep it to the very end. So I held my head up and walked out of that house with the clothes on.

Big mistake!

The second I hit the nightclub I felt like I was surrounded by provocative paparazzis. People saw that I was "excited". I was excited due to the fact that the heat inside of me was building up walking so long. Then as the heat builded up the testosterone got higher on the inside. But that didn't mean a thing for everyone around th nightclub. All they saw was someone getting all erected and they wanted a piece of it. I tried walking away slowly. Suddenly, everyone started grabbing my front door and back door. It was like a secret drunk sex party was going on. Everyone was totally intoxicated. I was the only sober person in the building.

I couldn't even dance without having everyone staring at me. It was like someone secretly put male enhancement pills in the Sprite I was drinking. Thirty minutes after leaving, I just knew it was time to go. I couldn't take it anymore.

Harry requested that I should stay a little longer. I turned around, pointed the middle finger and I said "Kiss my ass."

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

The Pen With A Penis Shaped Top

Ever since I knew everything about sex by the time I was nine years old, sexual acts have been popping up everywhere in my life. It's completely out of control. There are times when I am not even thinking about sex, and then something related to sex occurs. Whether I say something related to it or I run into some sort of sex-related object, it happens unexpectedly. It's like sex is trying to tell me that I should some sort of sex addict.

Sadly for sex, it's just not going to happen. I am going to have ordinary sex just like any human being.

One day when I was ten years old, I happened to be snooping around in my parent's closet for some pens. I was completely out of them, and my teachers would get very upset if they found out about it. It's a crazy habit they had. Whenever we would forget something or do something bad, they will remind us that it's their classroom. They'll treat us like we were on the next episode of Intervention: The School Edition. I didn't want to let that happen again and since I knew my parents always had extra supplies, I had no worries about out of pens.

A few minutes after searching through my parent's cabinet, I stumbled upon this one odd looking pen. It looked just like a regular pen, but the top was shaped in an unusual way. I couldn't quite figure it out because I didn't have my glasses at the time. I went for a check-up the day before and they didn't have them ready yet. Everything around me was very blurry.

In the end, I found this new pen that I was so happy to bring to school the next day.

The next day finally arrived and work began. In the beginning, it was hard for me to read without my glasses, but I managed to put it together, and pay attention to what was going on in class. When it was time for us to start working, I went into my backpack and took out the pen. I started writing, feeling confident that I was going to do everything well.

All of a sudden, I hear the words "Is that a dick on your pen?"

Suddenly, the whole class turned around to see who said that. But instead, they got a chance to look at the pen he was talking about. It turned out to be a true. I was holding a pen with a top that was shaped like a penis. I zoomed in a little closer and realized it then.

In order to prevent myself from getting any further embarrassment, I hid the pen from everybody else. But it didn't stop the rumors. Before I knew it, everyone from grades 5-8 knew about this pen I had. The principal came up to me and asked me about it. I told him that it was a total accident, and I wasn't aware because I didn't have my glasses at the time. He confiscated the pen and told me only my parents could get it.

I chose not to tell them and I never saw that pen ever again.

Now that I think about it, it turned out to be a good decision that I didn't tell my parents. After all, they were the ones that was going to be humiliated in the end. That pen came out of their closet next to their porn. Since I always told the truth towards the principal, I would have told him that I found the pen near my parent's private porn collection. That sure would've been an epic scene.

Addict of Fiction: The Yu-Gi-Oh! Legacy Lives On

For the last two weeks, I have just been astounded at what I saw. A few groups of kids were playing the card game consistently. Most of it was due to their exposure to the tv series “Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D’s,” which resulted in letting the card game live on for another generation.

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Monday, August 1, 2011

The Crazy Way I Discovered Condoms

One night when I was little kid, I was getting prepared for another week of elementary school. I really didn't want to go. I was still worn out from last week's tests. Here is my thing when it came to my 4th grade teacher. All of our classes are with her. So if it was hard for all of us to study one subject for one week, what in the world made you think that is would be easier for us to study three different subjects, thereby giving us three different tests in one day?

I still don't get it to this day.

While I was packing my bags, I noticed that the straps were broken. There was so much weight, the straps just broke off. I could no longer put it on my back. I originally thought my parents was hiding a new backpack from me. That's the one secret my parents didn't think I knew about them. If something important like a backpack was broken, there will be a replacement in one of our closets. It just depended on which one.

I searched my closet first. There was no new backpack in there. I went over to my parent's room and searched their closet next. I moved through a couple of shoe boxes (I still wonder how my stepfather handled my mom's spending habits when it came to shoes. She had so many shoes, they needed another closet), and saw this blue backpack way in the back. I felt like I found my replacement bag. Although I had to downsize on my school supplies for a few weeks, it was a perfect fit.

I took it over to my bedroom and started opening the bag in order to put my books in it. Once it was completely opened, I noticed these round things within the bag. I predicted there was at least twenty in them. It was something I have never seen before. To me, it was just a little bit unusual.

My first assumption was that it was candy. I was a candy fiend growing up. I have seen candy in so many different shapes and sizes, I thought it was just candy I have never seen before. Without opening it, I took one bite. Of course, it tasted awful. It tasted like plastic. However, even though I didn't like it didn't make me think that everyone else would despise it.

So I decided that night to take it to school the next day, and give it to the kids. I put the candy in a different pocket and went to sleep.

Monday finally came and my original plan didn't work. I completely forgot to do it. I was so tired, I just slept in class the whole time. I wanted to go back home and let my mind just wander around. I laid my head down on the desk and completely forgot about everything that I was going to do. So technically, it was good luck in disguise.

Fast forward seven years later, my parents and I tried to have a conversation about the birds and the bees. At that point in my life, I knew everything about sex by the time I was nine years old. Ever since I saw my first porn film at four years old, I began researching every detail when it came to sex. So I already knew about those things I was carrying with me back in elementary school was condoms.

"Roque, we need to talk about this," my stepfather began.

"About what?" I asked.

He pointed towards one of those condoms.

I pointed at them and said "You want to talk about sex?"

His eyes were wide open at that point.

"You mean to tell me you already know about sex."


He got out of his chair and headed to his bedroom.

"Then tell your mother about that. She got me all up in here nervous wanting me to talk to you about the birds and the bees. Why don't people just call it like it is? It's just sex."