LWKMD (Laugh wan kill me die)

Don't be silly like me and watch this at work...... before they fire your a**

Don't be silly like my little sister and watch this in the library...... before they evict your a**

Most especially please don't be THIS MORON. Enjoy

NOT JUST AN AMERICAN DREAM

Secret Service investigating Facebook Poll on Obama

BECOME ENLIGHTENED ALWAYS

How do you make a difference? What do you feel people will remember you for? What are the things your most afraid will happen, when you pass (a little euphemism, so I don’t scare anyone).

I feel people (including myself) are more concerned about ...

Looking good, than acting good

Feeling good, than being good

How do you define the term “good”. Unless you work out the definition, you’ll end up with someone else’s idea of good?

Reflect on …

5 bad things you did yesterday

5 good things you did yesterday

5 things you wish you did yesterday

5 things you hope on doing tomorrow

Take a look at this little girl speaking on behalf of the Environmental Children Organization (ECO). She silenced me for over 5 minutes; listen and process what she’s trying to communicate to us. I was in complete awe throughout her speech, how can one so young be so knowledgeable.

Her presentation reminds me of the movie “An Inconvenient Truth”. If you haven’t seen it, I’ll advise you go see it. A beautiful documentary by Al Gore, (The 45^th Vice President of the United States) a true environmental activist. Here’s the link to the movie, ignore the oblivious commentators, that feel global warming isn’t an important issue. Enjoy.

http://www.documentarywire.com/an-inconvenient-truth

BTW – Really good read, one of those divine true stores (Part 1 and Part 2).

~Have a Wonderful Weekend~

"If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.
--Sirius Black"
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire)

AGORA E SEMPRE

A wise man once told me "um homen nunca chora quanto mais forte for a dor" meaning a man never cries no matter how painful it is..... I can no longer live by this code..... I've been trying to get my first love back for almost half a decade.... Mainly because I wasn't the best boyfriend I could be and I promise myself for as long as a breath I will make sure she has a positive opinion on life and guys. There is something about Pretty that makes me feel so important yet vulnerable, strong yet very emotional, almost girly at times. She brings out the punk in me. When I’m with her I can truly be ******* around others I am ****. I don't need to be cool to talk to her; whatever comes to mind seems essential.... In my opinion love needs an upgrade. As in a new definition because love is played out, this is deeper than that for me. Only God knows what my limit is as far as what I would do for this Angel of a person called “pretty”. What am I supposed to do if I lose her again for so long? One thing for sure is that I won't cry because she left, I will smile because she gave me the opportunity to be Number one and Three.

TALENT

THIS IS TOO FUNNY... THIS GUY IS THE EPITOME OF S-U-P-E-R!!!

This guy made me feel bad, l definitely need to dance more in church ...

So adorable ...

Ok, funny ...

Enjoy

WELCOME TO MY THAILAND

Of course, I was suppose to post this yday but bf distracted me. Enjoy.

Yes, Tuesday everyone at exactly 4:45pm I’m at work and I’m blogging. I just enjoy the idea that people can exchange thoughts, experiences, knowledge and what-not, all in the name of blogging.

I’m about to head out; I’ve so been craving Thai food. OMG. Their food is so good, especially the Thai cozy restaurant around my place – all I can say is AMAZING. Also, there’s another really good one near my workplace, wow… yes wow.. I took my Dad and sister there when they came to visit. I have spread the Thai obsession around, now that’s all they want. he he he.. I’ve been telling “you know who” to come around here so I can take him there.. Hopefully before the week runs out, he’ll get to experience a little Thailand here in **.

Ok, speaking of food… even though that has been the only thing on my mind. Yes I think I’m getting a wee-bit hungry. You know who, ok that is getting to long to type. So let me say bf, yup sounds better. Bf and I were up and about looking for a Thai restaurant on Sunday.

He claimed that he went to this Thai restaurant and the food was nasty. I sure as hell didn’t believe that, so we were up and about ** looking for one. The first one we went to had moved, I think.

The second one was so nice; it was a little cute place with delicious Thai food. BTW – You can never go wrong with their Thai fried rice, it comes with Shrimp, beef or chicken. You can go crazy like me and mix up a little beef and shrimp. I’m obsessed with beef, I can pass on chicken, and my fetish for shrimp comes and goes. Yes, beef and Shrimp is the absolute best… yes so so good. They also have this particular kind of spice that’s just to die for. Yes.. I know all this love for Thai food.. no not Thai food.. Food in general. lol

Anyway, did I mention my workplace is located in just the absolute best-and-worst area. Let’s begin with worst, worst in the sense that there’s a mall about 5 minutes from my office and a delightful shoe store… yes shoe store right across the campus of my office. Yeah, they call my workplace a campus because my office is huge. Proud to be a selected staff at ***. So I’m trying to discipline myself not to go there anymore, not the shoe store and definitely not the mall. I’ve succeeded this far because it has almost been 2 WHOLE WEEKS and I’ve been awol. However, that’s going to change cause d-day or should I say p-day is coming and I’ve got to spoil myself a little.. YES MY BIRTHDAY DAY. October 3^rd… Next Saturday.

Ok, so the best of course is that with all that exhausting shopping it’s coupled with a variety of restaurants. You know you have got to have food to replenish all that lost Energy, shopping. Of course like I mentioned the Thai restaurant, further down a couple of miles (approx. 5 -7 minutes) are an assortment of restaurants. My friend here at work and I plan to cover the entire chain before the year runs out. No matter what you’re in the mood for, they have it. Be it Indian, Chinese, Japanese, Bakery, Steak or a simple drive through. Yes, from a fast food restaurant like McDonalds to Cheesecake factory to Hibachi Style. You’ve got to love food.

Anyway the main reason for this post is to let you all know how my presentation went. You should know now it’s in my nature to divert from any and every selected topic. So finally after the long anticipated wait, I presented the finale today. SCARY but now I feel liberated. Like a heavy burden has been lifted of my chest.

It lasted for about an hour, ok let me be more precise and say 50 mins. WOW, if only I had known I would be bombarded with questions and comments. I basically discussed continuous integration (http://martinfowler.com/articles/continuousIntegration.html), a tool kit used for cruise control (http://cruisecontrol.sourceforge.net/). To all my techie’s you know what I’m talking about, to all those who don’t know get to reading, ok. Basically explaining the web server and plugins I developed to monitor all projects in my department. Let me not bore you all, I’m just glad its o-v-e-r.

Alright I’m outtie… Take Care

BTW – Can anyone translate the word “trouble” in Chinese?

Let me know, one of bf’s lame jokes I bet you won’t get it. I couldn’t stop laughing, thinking about it now is making me crack up inside.

"Luxury is not a necessity to me, but beautiful and good things are."
— Anaïs Nin

TRY NOT TO CRY

This is beautiful!

Try not to cry. She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right?

When can I see him?" The surgeon said, "I'm sorry.

We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer?

Doesn't God care any more?

Where were you, God, when my son needed you?"

The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son?

One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university."Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked.

Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom." help somebody else. She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could." Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car.

The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:

"Dear Mom,

I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say

"I Love You" . I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me.

He can have my room and old stuff to play with.

But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I go t here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him?'

"God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a

Special Delivery!

How about that?

Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.

( Let's see Satan stop this one.)

WHY I FIRED MY SECRETARY

Happy Read....

Last week was my 35th birthday and I didn't feel very well waking up on that morning.

I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my wife would be pleasant and say,

'Happy Birthday!' and possibly have a small present for me.

As it turned out, she barely said good morning, let alone

'Happy Birthday'

I thought...

Well, that's marriage for you, but the kids...

They will remember.

My kids came bounding down stairs to breakfast and didn't say a word.

So when I left for the office,

I felt pretty low and somewhat despondent.

As I walked into my office, my secretary Jane said,

'Good Morning Boss and by the way Happy Birthday! '

It felt a little better that at least someone had remembered.

I worked until one o'clock, when Jane knocked on my door and said,

'You know,

It's such a beautiful day outside, and it is your Birthday,

What do you say we go out to lunch, just you and me?'

I said,

'Thanks, Jane, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day.

Let's go!'

We went to lunch.

But we didn't go where we normally would go.

She chose instead to go to a quiet bistro with a private table.....

We had two martinis each and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.

On the way back to the office,

Jane said,

'You know, It's such a beautiful day...

We don't need to go straight back to the office, do we?'

I responded, 'I guess not.

What do you have in mind?'

She said, 'Let's drop by my apartment,

After arriving at her apartment,

Jane turned to me and said,

'Boss,

If you don't mind,

I'm going to step into the bedroom for just a moment.

I'll be right back.'

'Ok.'

I nervously replied.

She went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes,

She came out carrying a huge birthday cake....

Followed by

My wife, my kids, and dozens of my friends and co-workers, all singing 'Happy Birthday.'

And I just sat there...

On the couch...

................Naked

FAVORTIE “INEVITABLE” FRIDAY/ MELANCHOLANT “INEVITABLE” MONDAY

Ok, So I was supposed to post this last Friday, due to a much known circumstance I got distracted and I diverted from it. Yes… so typical of me. To multitask, procrastinate then start deliberating on other issues. So I’m going to mix up Friday’s post with today’s updates.

Here it goes….

It amazes me how much I've always loved Friday’s out of all the days in the week. This love didn’t just begin this year, last year… but it’s been such a long time that I've lost track when it actually started.

Why do I love Friday’s? Maybe it’s because it feels like it’s a normal week day, but with a little twist. Could it be because it’s the beginning of the weekend? Could it be because you can stay a little longer in bed Saturday morning? Could it be because you can divert from the usual routine, five-days-of-the-week? Could it be because you can stay up as late as you want on Friday night? Or maybe it’s Cool FM. Yes COOL FM.. he he he…OMG… 96.9 COOL FM (http://www.coolfm.us/) with Dan Foster. That name is stuck in my head like nothing else. I remember that radio station was crazy on Fridays… IT’S FRIDDDDAAAAAYYYY.. WOW.. I use to love to hear them shout it’s Friday. That radio station was crunk to its fullest. Just thinking about it, reminds me of chocolate royal. The “it” spot in 2003/2004, with their over priced, very high in cholesterol pastries and what not. Don’t get me wrong I use to rush those shege’s (goodies) like there was no tomorrow. Anyway let me get back on track.. Hhhhmmmm… whatever it is, this Friday felt very different.

Ok. So I've been feeling really sick these past few weeks. I couldn't go to work – yes it was that bad. It started abruptly last Saturday morning, and then escalated into something way beyond my power. I only went to work on Tuesday, and that was because I had an important presentation which ended up being moved to … next Tuesday (I'm assuming). So this entire week, I've practically been working from home.

So, when I woke up this morning it felt different. It felt like the just another day. So awkward for me because whether I’m in school, on holiday or at work. Friday is just that Friday you know, this Friday felt like Saturday or Thursday. No nothing, no difference just really weird. Anyway moving on from Friday to TODAY… yeeaaahhh..

So how your weekend? Fun/Boring/Exciting/Same-old-same-old? I had a blast..

It started of with proving you-know-who wrong about my cooking skills. Yes, imagine he thought I couldn't cook. He just had it in his mind that I’m an Ajebota or Bota (sissy/very girly), basically someone who doesn't like to get her hands dirty or her nails chipped. Let me just put it like that, for those who need further explanation.

Ok… let me divert a little, just a little.

My friend told me this, this past week when we went for happy hour, that the word Ajebota or Bota.. Comes from butter. Yeaahhh… as in, when you put butter in the microwave and you observe the way it melts so slow and whatever that’s where it comes from. Ok, so I didn't get it 100% or maybe I didn't hear it right but he seemed to be pretty darn sure while explaining it.

Anyway… moving on. So I cooked Jellof rice/plantain/fried goat meat and fried chicken. Yup.. a delicacy.. I just woke up that morning with all sorts of urges to get into my kitchen and cook. Yes, just like that it happens oh saw infrequently. lol. I hardly cook, but when I feel like it, it always turns out amazing. So around 6:30pm you-know-who came over with some other friends and couldn't believe I had cooked … as in the expression on his face made my mom’s constant “learn how to cook” sermon worth it. After much hesitation he decided to taste the meal… of course as I expected.. he couldn’t get enough… silly goose… Imagine ohhh… I was even distracted while cooking. Cause I was working, cooking and watching the Gilmore Girls.. Story of my life. Lol . Anyway yup.. I thought that was funny… Ajebota my a** I grew up with four girls and no guy.. How the heck won’t I be able to cook?

TOO MUCH DRINKING IS NOT GOOD… Take it from a professional… Let’s just say that’s all you need to know about my Saturday.

My little sister (aka small hommie) came home this weekend, stressed, tensed, agitated and every other word remotely similar in meaning… Anyway school will do that to you though… She’s studying Computer science and minoring in Business Administration. After studying all night Saturday and all morning Sunday, and I mean that literary. The babe was high on caffeine, motivation is key, Anyway she played this video for me.. Keep in mind this is an Honorable Chief, need I not say from my area. Very sad face… Enjoy.. I sure as hell did.. lol

It just hit me, my birthday is next week Friday.. OMG… Can’t wait…. I’ve been looking forward to this for 21 years now.. Even though at the moment I’m feeling older.. yup..older.. I feel like I’ve accomplished what it is I should have accomplished. Anyway happy bday to me in advance, baby… yeeeeeaaaahhhhh.

A comfortable old age is the reward of a well-spent youth. Instead of its bringing sad and melancholy prospects of decay, it would give us hopes of eternal youth in a better world.

- : Maurice Chevalier

YAY FRIDAY

So that's how i feel right now. OMG - Thank God It's Friday. For some reason this has been the longest week ever. It shouldn't have been this way because, this past Monday was a holiday... Labor Day... For some reason it just felt like the longest week. Also, this elements of visual design course i'm taking isn't particularly helping. In the sense that i feel like there aren't enough hours in the day..

So my people all around the world.. how did you sleep? Good/Bad/Ok

He he he... After a stressful day i couldn't even fall asleep... After spitting out something to "you know who" - oh.. sorry you don't.. anyway we said our goodbye's and i started reflecting on my life. I try and live a life filled without regrets. After brainstorming like i was writing an exam, i came to the realization that i don't regret anything in my life. Don't get me wrong like every other person, I've made mistakes which i call experiences. However if i could re-do the past almost 21 years of my life again, i wouldn't change anything. Can you say the same? I'm not trying to make anyone feel bad.. just advising you to accept those things you know you can't change.

This reflection made me wonder what's my purpose in life? What am i here for? hmmm... What are you here for? Do you know?

My immediate elder sister relocated back home almost a year ago.. OMG.. We went from rivals to sisters to best friends.. I take majority of the blame when we couldn't stand eachother, cause was i a stubborn little sister or what? Ever since she left things have been different. The way i look at life, the way i react to things, just everything. It's amazing how much of an impact someone can have on you. Who in your life do you know that has made such a positive impact on you?

Read this .....

A Simple Gesture

Mark was walking home from school one day when he noticed the boy ahead of him had tripped and dropped all of the books he was carrying, along with two sweaters, a baseball

bat, a glove and a small tape recorder. Mark knelt down and helped the boy pick up the scattered articles. Since they were going the same way, he helped to carry part of the burden. As they walked Mark discovered the boy's name was Bill, that he loved video games, baseball and history, and that he was having lots of trouble with his other subjects and that h

e had just broken up with his girlfriend. They arrived at Bill's home first and Mark was invited in for a Coke and to watch some television. The afternoon passed pleasantly with a few laughs and some shared small talk, then Mark went home. They continued to see each other around school, had lunch together once or twice, then both graduated from junior high school. They ended up in the same high school where they had brief contacts over the years. Finally the long awaited senior year came and three weeks before graduation, Bill asked Mark if they could talk.

Bill reminded him of the day years ago when they had first met. "Did you ever wonder why I was carrying so many things home that day?" asked Bill. "You see, I cleaned out my locker because I didn't want to leave a mess for anyone else. I had stored away some of my mothers sleeping pills and I was going home to commit suicide. But after we spe

nt some time together talking and laughing, I realized that if I had killed myself, I would have missed that time and so many others that might follow. So you see, Mark, when you picked up those books that day, you did a lot more, you saved my life."

-John W. Schlatter (true story)

Quote of the day ...

What happens is not as important as how you react to what happens. -Thaddeus Golas

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled. If you want to feel rich, just count all of the things you have that money can't buy.