It is time for the 2009 death pool! Nah, we aren’t trying to be morbid, we are trying to be psychic! We aren’t wishing death on people, but expecting the inevitable. Pick your favorites and win big! $50 American Express Gift Card big!
Here’s how to play:
Choose ten and only ten people you think are going to die in 2009. If you pick more than 10 only the first ten on your list will count. This is also true for multiple comments, only the first comment counts.
Deaths must occur AFTER you log your comment. If you comment in July but the death occurred in February, no luck, you suck.
The contest closes on 12/31/2009.
At the end of the year I will verify all guesses and the person with the most correct will win the $50 prize!
Any questions, let me know and I’ll clarify.
And so, let’s begin.
My choices for most likely to die in 2009 (in no particular order) are:
I don’t believe in New Year’s Resolutions. The last time I gave myself one of these stipulations I ended up with a 12 string acoustic guitar purchased off of ebay, a set of Esteban training CD’s and two and half years of collecting dust in my living room. I finally moved those stationary pieces of Art into the closet a few months ago. My tone deaf ear never allowed me to even tune the damn thing.
Upon realizing what I actually should be learning on was a 6 string, I promptly took off half the strings, and vowed to never make another New Year’s Resolution again. I suppose that in and of itself was a resolution too. Damn it, I fail.
Therefore, no more resolutions this year. But there are a few things I would like to get done. And while every other fucking commercial on tv is trying to tell me that this is the year that I’m going to quit smoking, I kindly remind them that more than likely this is also the year that I’ll be planning a wedding, so, shove it, the best way to avoid a bridezilla is to NOT quit smoking yet.*
The first thing I would really like to delve into this year is Grunge Geek Design. This is the year that all the blogosphere will know my name and my work and come arunnin' when design work is needed. So, if you want to be on the cutting edge, and the that super cool person who is an Early Adopter, contact me now.
Secondly, I have plans for a third blog. What is that you say, you didn’t even know that I have a second blog? Yeah, I don’t blame you. It kind of went super dormant for almost three years, but I’ve recently decided to get Men Wearing Eyeliner back on track. RSS it, because who doesn’t love a hot boy in guyliner? Details on the third blog are still in secret stealth mode. I’ll let the cat out of the bag as soon as I can.
And thirdly, I want to write the story of Oregon. It won’t be here, on this blog, because it deserves more than that and simply, it is a long story. I don’t want to be like every other blogger out there and say that I want to be a published author, because that’s not the goal. The goal is to educate I guess and to put the trying time in my life down on paper.
So look forward to big things coming in 2009. I hope you can avoid the resolutions this year as well yet still be productive. Let’s raise a glass and cheers to 2009!
*Commentors, please don’t harp on me. The best way to make me keep smoking is to tell me I should stop.
I can't believe it has taken me this long, but I've finally realized what is so stressful about the holidays. It isn't the crowds or the frenzy. It isn't trying to find the perfect gift. Forget the cocktail hours and get-togethers. Finding hostess gifts and baking cookies is nothing. Picking just the right tree and getting it into the stand at 90 degrees is nothing. The true stress of the season is the celebratory scheduling.
Figuring out where the Teacher and I were spending Thanksgiving was a simple fete. We are going to do dinner with his family, then off to my sister's for pie.
When it came time to start figuring out Christmas I expected the same ease. Alas, I was sadly mistaken. It took us months to finalize our plans and it included a lot of juggling, compromise and stress. But in the end it all worked out.
Christmas Eve day we started at his parents house and then exactly an hour at his uncle's house before we hit the road for 45 minutes to get to my parent's house to greet my sister's family for the first round of present opening.
The next morning we stopped back to my parent's house to be fed a hearty Christmas Morning breakfast then back up the road to The Teacher's parent's house again for Presents Version 2.0.
It ended up to be a lot of running around, but it allowed us to see all of our family and enjoy time with them all, which as an agnostic, isn't that really the point. And since there was plenty of red wine flowing at all locations, I had plenty of the "Christmas Spirit."
Well here we are boys and girls, it is officially Christmas. At least it is for those of us who grew up 100% German (all four of my grandparents were off the boat German) and get to celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve.
As the presents are all wrapped and Olivia is guarding them (they are all in that bag, I promise,)
and the holiday greetings have been sent,
I’d like to share a short story about a bit of Grinch-dom:
One of my co-workers is a total tool. He is often grouchy and obnoxious and while in his 30’s continues to use the word “titties” at least twice a day. While I do attempt to avoid all social contact with him, I am still a fair co-worker so I picked up a $15 Starbucks gift card for him as that is what I was getting everyone else.
Douche Bag: "Can I give this back to you as your present?"
Dutchess of Kickball: "um..no"
DB: "Thanks, but I really don't drink Starbucks"
DoK: "..."
DB: "So you can just have it back"
DoK: "um...no"
DB: "ok, I'll just regift it to someone else"
Dok: "You’re an asshole, don't look a gift horse in the mouth"
DB: "I'm not into horses, remember?"
DoK: "You don't have to be into horses, you've never heard that saying?"
DB: "no, I'm not into horses"
DoK: "It has nothing to do with horses, jeesus, you’re just an asshole, it's...oh, nevermind..."
DB: "ok, I'll just regift it"
DoK: “…”
And so, on this Christmas Eve, I wish you have a lovely, idiot-free holiday, and even if you don't like your gifts, you grin and bear like a real adult!
Let's say you have two opportunities this year to go on fun trips, but you can only take one. What do you choose? Wait, don't get too excited, let me explain them first.
First there is Chicago where I can meet up with all the wonderful 20 Something Bloggers. Merriment will be had in unknown ways but I'm sure will be drunktastic and blogworthy since it will be a huge blogger meetup and all.
Then there is Vegas! The Kickball Founders Cup is taking place in Las Vegas again this year. This too will be a drunktastic and blogworthy experience because really, no one parties like kickballers do.
And so I ask of you: If you had just enough spare change under the couch cushions to travel to one local this year, but you had to possibilities for great weekends, which would you choose?
