The Over 3 Month Post

Over three months Wei, three months you remained silent, so what brings you back on here?  Well bla(h)g, I'll tell you what.  Things are changing, and things are moving.  Three months ago I submitted my business plan for my restaurant to TD Bank, and as of this date, I've heard nothing, and assuming I will not get it.  I'm not here to devastate the world with boring and depressing chatter.  Instead, I'm here sitting tall, and assuming my next assault on this thing we call life.

When life gives you lemons, you take them and you wing them right back at whoever gave them to you.  Cause you know why, you don't need no stinking handouts.  I'm pretty sure that's not how that works, but in my world it does.  Yeah…In all seriousness, I've decided, if the little mom and pop companies can't receive any sort of relief, then well, I'm going to do it myself then.  My brother is getting my foot in the door in the world of finance, it is my responsibility to take advantage of the opportunity and make it successful.  No one will be responsible for my own downfall but me.  Have to learn everything I can as quickly as I can.  There's no crying in baseball folks, none.

Speaking of baseball, remember my hair going blonde if I don't make my Fantasy Baseball playoffs, no don't remember, well it may or may not be in one of these old post, anywhoo I'm currently standing in 5th place.  The odds of me making it into this thing is pretty slim, but I'm trying.  If I do not make the playoffs, and I do go bleached, I'm trying to think of the right character to dress up as for Halloween.  Maybe a Super Saiyan, or some sort of anime character with blonde hair.  I don't know.  Please Buddha, let me make the playoffs.

Let's see what else, oh, Georgie's bachelor party just occurred as well.  Talk about pulling all the punches on this one.  Some epic trampoline park dodgeball, backyard pools and pizza, and a night ending with some limo action and then some.  Yeah, what a night.  I'm not going to lie, it was a great day for Jorge.

I don't know what's in store next for me, by frankly I'm pretty sure the quarter life crisis is still occurring.  I think I want to get my motorcycle license.  Is this smart?  I don't know I doubt it, but man it sure would be cool to have one.  I've been looking at the Triumph Bonneville T100 Black.  Oh yeah, lets do it.

Meh...it is What it is

Soooo...a few days ago I wrote something on hipsters.  Namely the hipster chicks, and because of that my blog has blown up.  It really has become an infatuation hasn't it.  Yup it has, and now, my goal is to find a hipster chick and interview her.  I gotta hear her end, see the infatuation continues with them.  Come on Wednesday, Georgie is going to take me someplace special.  Times up, lets do this shit...

Anywhoo, this was a great weekend, I think my favorite part has to be the BBQ sampling this week.  And definitely voting for my favorites were awesome.  I'm a sucker for good BBQ, and some of these dishes were awesome.  We had one set of ribs that tasted very similar to my ribs.  This put a smile on my face, just knowing the simple fact that I can do something along the lines of these non-amateur cooks.  I can do this, I can become a great griller/chef/cook.  Whatever you want to call it, I can do it, I can put a combination of foods together.  I'm a foodie, and yeah, I love it.

Phillies status, not doing so good, however good win today.  I wish Cliff Lee can get a win.  However what are you going to do.  Fantasy is not going so swimmingly this year, but I'm still trying.  So we'll see what happens new year.  I feel like the Phillies this year, no matter how hard I try, the setbacks keep piling.  May have to call it in for this year, but still going to keep trying.  Still going to keep trying.

You know what's another infatuation of mine...cougars.  That's all I got.

Well, it's coming to that time, and well, I'm just plain old tired.  Night everyone, be good, and live life everyone.

This bloggie-ma-jig

So yeah, I've been missing on this thing right?  Hahaha, funny story.  George got me into this game, you may have heard of it, it's called Battle Field 3.  Anywhoo, I've been quite enamored with it, okay more addicted to it.  I'm trying to ween off of it, but it doesn't seem to be working.  However with that being the case.  I have been away for a while.  Things have been on my mind, and well, shoot, things have been happening.  As you may or may not know, the last big ticket thing was Ohio/Kentucky.  Great times.  So what else has been going on in my world?  Well...let's get into it. 

First and foremost.  Happy Father's Day to all those dads out there.  Good for you guys out there being the best you can be.  Now, as you may or may not know.  I've been away for BF3 reasons, and well, I've also been training for 5K.  Here it is...today was the 5K.  Here's to you Mr. Gary Papa, lets fight prostate cancer.  Anyway, so I ran a 5k today...kinda.

Let me explain.  As I left my home this morning, well dressed in my running gear.  I had this deep nervous feeling, something about this thing I was finally going to accomplish this year.  Well.  I did it.  I finally did it...sorta.  Okay, so as I approached the tent for my 5k, I noticed that I didn't have a number.  I realized that I had to go look it up on the registration board.  So I did got my number and walked back.  What I didn't know was that I must have signed up for the walking part of the 5k...WHAT THE F*CK!!  I didn't want a non-timed walk.  I didn't sign up for a walk, I signed up for a run!  I asked the kind volunteer...I think there's a mistake, I think I should be running, and need one of those white number dealies?  She replies with, "Nope, you're 5385, you're walking."  Hmm...and the predicament begins.  I asked how can I get a runners registration since I want to run...only way...re-register.  Since no CCs are allowed, I'm shit out of luck.  I do my best hold my head proud...and attempt to run the walking path.  Getting my balls broken each and every step of the way.  *Sigh*  This is my life, sometimes it's just the world laughing at me...and all I can do is laugh at myself.  Cause if don't, well...I probably really cynical by now.  So in a nutshell...I kinda did a 5k...just not one that I was expecting.  Here's the thing, I'm promising myself another 5k.  I'm doing it this fall...and I'm going to run and complete it like said.  I'm pretty sure I ran a 32 minute 5k.  But this time...I want proof of it.  So let's get ready to do this jib again.  

Just re-watched the Pacquiao vs. Bradley fight...not that I'm a huge boxing fanatic.  However I'm pretty sure this sport is rigged.  The guy completely dominated 10 of the 12 rounds, and from the statistics and all the punches he landed.  You an clearly see Pac-Man winning the damn thing.  It's a sad day for the sport.  Whether you watch or not, if the sport is rigged, I may as well continue to watch the WWF...yea, it's the WWF, not the WWE.  Hope Pacquiao fights him again, and this time definitely rips him apart.  

So what else has been going on in Wei's world?  Not much, my brain has been on empty lately, I've been thinking about a few things.  Can't say yet.  However, I don't know.  I guess I feel kinda empty.  Something is missing in my life.  Don't know what it is.  But, I feel like I'm not making the most of it.  Don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm not happy, it's just, I don't know.  It'll be fine...it has to be right?  Of course it does.  Of course it does.  Oh, and another thing...I suck at fantasy baseball this year...*sigh* not my year.  Pujols was a bad signing, no one is swinging, and my pitching is terrible.  Cliff Lee still hasn't gotten me a win, and everyone else is just getting by for me.  How can Fat Joe have a better record than Lee...sad sad day.  

When I hear this song, this is how I think about the future.  I have no idea where I'm going, I don't know what's going to happen, however the people I love most will be with me forever.  

The Next Season Begins...

Yup, that's right.  Fantasy baseball.  I'm that guy.  No actually I'm not that guy.  I'm the guy that makes my research happen the day of the draft, the guy that freaks out when I have only 10 seconds left, the guy that has no clue what he's doing, but has awesome friends the let him play for the last three years.  I'm the guy that prays that he can hold his own and make it competitive.

Last year I got lucky beating out Mr. Dave, Jr.  Me and my Cliff Lee taking it in with a complete game last year.  I don't know how I got away with it.  But the baseball gods were smiling on me that week.  Ending up in second is a great feeling, and this year I hope I can try and just be competitive once again.  However, what I look forward to the most.

WARROOM!  We sit together, get the laptops up and running, and choose our players.  It's a great time, I just like the atmosphere in the room.  I love my friends so much.  No matter who wins or what happens, it's always just a good time.  So to my buds, lets have another great season.  It's going to be awesome.

And for everyone else out there that's playing fantasy, have fun, and remember.  It's just a friendly game/competition.