Relationships.... as explained by kids: HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY? (written by kids) You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming. -- Alan, age 10
No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with. -- Kristen, age 10
WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED? Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then. -- Camille, age 10
HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED? You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids. -- Derrick, age 8
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON? Both don't want any more kids. -- Lori, age 8
WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE? Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough. -- Lynnette, age 8
On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that Usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date. -- Martin, age 10
WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR? I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns. -- Craig, age 9
WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE? When they're rich. -- Pam, age 7
The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that. - - Curt, age 7
The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do. -- Howard, age 8
IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED? It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them. -- Anita, age 9
HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED? There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there? -- Kelvin, age 8
And the #1 Favorite is........ HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK? Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a dump truck. -- Ricky, age 10
Beatboxing (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beatbox) is not for everyone, but I think it's pretty cool. Anyways.... I saw a video of this guy beatboxing and playing the flute. It was good times. He does Inspector Gadget, Axel F (Beverly Hills Cop theme), Mario Brothers, and Sesame Street. Enjoy!
So I got a hair cut today. I drove up to Berkeley to have my hair cut by someone I trusted. I've only had my hair cut there 2 times, but both times it turned out nicely.
I usually get my hair cut at some cheap-o local place. I don't care much about my hair. I've had the same "Chinese-bowl-type" hair cut for ages. My hair has been called many things... ranging from a bowl... to a hat (what would be considered "bangs" extend straight out over my forehead giving the look of a hat).... to a toilet seat lid (well.. that's what my parents call it in Chinese).
The problem is the last time I got it cut at one of the local places, I think the barber was a n00b and I was her practice person. The front was uneven... seriously... it had a weird leftward slant. It wasn't even a straight leftward slant!! It had a bump. I mean come on... how do you mess that up?!? And the sides were totally not blended in. It looked like I had holes in the sides of my head. *sigh*
So when I went in today and sat down. The lady who was about to cut my hair... takes one pained look at me and says.. "Man what happened? Did you cut your own hair?" PWNED!!!
Anyways, all is good now. My hair is short and I look normal. Whew...
This last week was very interesting. There were a couple birthdays in our group. Our group is small, and I along with another coworker are the unofficial "recreation committee" for our group. This came about because we usually do stuff for people's birthdays.
So the first birthday was a guy who has been at the company for a very, Very, VERY long time. His employee number is in the single digits! Because he's been here for so long, he has quiet some seniority even though he's not a manager. He if often joking around and cracking jokes at people, which leads to some friendly "grudges". For example, we arranged a water balloon, birthday surprise for another one of our coworkers before (yes, I helped fill and supply the ammo ). After all the balloons were thrown... this guy goes back inside... fills an empty coffee pot with cold water, sneaks up behind the birthday guy and dumps it over his head! So this time, the guy that had water dumped on him wants revenge. He conveniently "suggests" that we do a water balloon birthday for the "elderly statesman". Not only did I oblige, but we had it planned out much better this time. I and my other reccom (recreation committee) partner in crime filled about 50 water balloons the night before. Then we drew out our plan of attack, which was as follows:
* One of his smoking buddies (they smoke, so they have to go outside in the parking lot to do it) would lure him out around 3pm. * A couple people armed with water balloons would hide behind some of the cars before 3. * The group that usually goes out for an afternoon stroll would head out with 2-3 water balloons hidden in bags or pockets, about 5 minutes after the "target" was in position. * The strolling group would walk towards the "target's" left side. * As soon as the strolling group had "blocked" off the left side.. the remaining people (about 8) would rush out the doors and charge at our "target" with the water balloons. * Basically, when we rushed out... the people hiding behind cars, the strolling group and us.. would launch our "attack".
Oh man... we got him GOOOOOOD. He did make a good run towards his right and farther into the parking lot, but it was to no avail. He got pwned. Luckily it was a very sunny day so it dried off pretty quickly. Most of this was caught on a cell phone camera. Hahahaha Happy Birthday!
The second one was for a coworker that is the team leader for the project I'm working on. She's a good friend, but we decided against water balloons for her cuz she was nice. But... what we did do was fill her entire cube with balloons. We used the HUGE, strong balloons that can get to be about 16" across. We couldn't use helium because we wanted it to fill her cube and then all tumble out when she opened her cube door. It took soooooooo long to blow up all those balloons. I swear there were probably over 100 in her cube. I was getting so light headed, that I had to go out and buy a little hand pump. Although, the hand pump sucked so much. I expend more energy using that then just blowing it. So I alternated, used the pump to get the balloon started.. and then blew in the remaining air after it was "medium" sized. It took about 2 hours with the help of my "partner" in crime. So when the birthday girl came in the next day... she walks right into my cube, smacks me on the arm and says "I Can't get in!!" (*sigh*... for some reason they always assume that I'm the culprit of all these "evil" ideas. I mean where do they come up with these things? ;) We didnt realize it at the time, but it was a lot of balloons. She cleared out her cube by throwing the balloons out of cube and into the aisle. All the balloons filled up the aisle to about waist height!! Hahahaha, it was a very colorful and fun site. =) Many coworkers came by and say they wanted to take some of the huge balloons for their kids. Hahahahahhaha. Then mid-day... people were just bouncing the balloons into people's cubes and at each other (mostly me... why??? I don't get it. ) It was good times..... Happy Birthday!!!
The last one was for our director. It wasn't as crazy cuz.. you know we didn't want to get fired. Hahahha He's a cool guy though. We ended up covering his whole cube with green sheets and decorating the sheets as if it was a golf course. We cut papers to represent the holes, water hazards, and sand traps. Then we made little flags and put them in the holes. It was very nice and he liked it. Although it was quite difficult for him to get into his cube considering that we had sealed it off. Hahahahha Happy Birthday!!!
So that's it. Fun times.
Note to self... have a loaded Super Soaker ready when my birthday rolls around. We'll see who gets the last laugh. Mwahahahahahahaha