Reason to Celebrate

Today is my one-year anniversary at work.

I'm quitting on Friday.

I've Got the Fever

In the past week or so, I've been getting really excited about some things I usually couldn't care less about.

One is television, specifically the HBO show Entourage. I really don't watch anything on T.V. besides baseball and an occasional Scrubs episode, but thanks to a million dollar marketing campaign aimed at me and every other 22-30 year old male, I am absolutely hooked on this show. I don't have HBO, but I do have an internet and a video iPod, so I downloaded the first two seasons and watched all 22 episodes while commuting on the subway. I was addicted and luckily last night began a new season to curb my cravings for L.A. jackasses. My buddy Jerry has HBO so I watched the season premiere at his Brooklyn apartment last night and might start making the weekly trek out there.

My second drug-like addiction has been for World Cup soccer (football). Like most Americans, I know nothing about the sport and I get by fine. But, toss $5 in an office pool and everything changes. I haven't missed a match yet and have already slipped out of the office twice; into a pub across the street with about 100 bankers to catch the game. I'm keeping a bracket and can't wait for the next Costa Rica match so I can sport the only soccer jersey I own. They'll get killed, I'm sure.

So, T.V. dramedys and World-class soccer. Keep 'em coming!

Malibu Dan

I went to Los Angeles over the weekend to see Dan. He lives in Santa Monica, which is beautiful and teaches in Malibu. Life is hard for Dan.

Except for the traffic, smog, and heat, which do exist in L.A., I realized that Southern California is beautiful (I already new Northern Cali was perfect). I was blown away by all of the trees and plants everywhere. We made the best margaritas ever with lemons we picked off a tree in his backyard. I'm ready to be somewhere that doesn't consider concrete nature.

Saturday and Sunday we went to Dodger games and took our shirts off. The California sun is intense and would've roasted us if we didn't move to the shade. Dodger dogs are great and the stadium is the most beautiful stadium in all of sports. On Monday we walked down to Venice beach and back. The entire walk took about four hours. We realized that between all our time spent in Costa Rica, NYC, Chicago and LA, we have probably spent more time walking than anything else. Dan is a good walker.

Hopefully during the summer, I'll be able to go back and spend a little more time in Santa Monica. Dan has the summer off and I'll be unemployed. I can think of few better reasons to sit on the beach and drink homemade margaritas.