What is an RPG?

Today my 11 year old asked me what an RPG was. He had a PS2 game in his hand. I replied, "You don't know what an RPG is?" and he replied, "Dad, not a Rocket Propelled Grenade". I replied, "I know, RPG is a Role Playing Game."

There is truly something wrong in this country when an 11 year old knows what a Rocket Propelled Grenade is but doesn't know what Role Playing Game is.

Fatty foods will kill you

It has been about a month since I learned that I have high cholesterol and high triglicerides. I fully understood that cholesterol is bad for you, yet I still ate the in-n-out burgers and fries for lunch and eggs, bacon and rice for breakfast. I always enjoyed cooking up eggs and bacon for breakfast on some days and toast with eggs and cheese on other days. This has gone on for so many years. It has gone on for too long. Well it has pretty much stopped. I think I've had two eggs in the last 30 days. I haven't had any bacon, have cut down severely on red meat and have focused my attention more on fish and chicken. I know that meat is where the cholesterol comes from, and I have cut back a lot on meat as well as stops to the local Del Taco, Popeyes and other fast food joints.

I always figured that if I exercised everyday, which I have done for the most part for the last five years, I wouldn't have to worry about what I ate, but the lab results dashed that erroneous assumption. In addition to surfing, I ride a bike a few days a week. Surfing though is a 5 days a week, hour and a half endeavor and it is by far my favorite form of exercise, even better than sex (though I am not sure how many calories an hour sex session would burn).

I've also started running the beach, from the Newport Pier to the first jetty, then run-walking to the second and third jetty. My legs are still sore since I took up running. I've started slow but hope to run three jetties without stopping by the end of the summer. I am really serious about changing my eating habits, and hopefully I'll be able to get back in the shape that I was in 15 years ago. That means losing about 15 lbs and trying to get my flat stomach back. I know its there behind the tummy somewhere. I am hoping that I can reverse some of the damage that eating all that high cholesterol food has wrought on my body. Its truly a wake up call, as I am no longer young, dumb and 21.

Affluenza

"If conspicuous consumption is epidemic in America, then Orange COunty is the Hot Zone"




There was story in the Los Angeles Times Magazine that discussed the lives(or pseudo lives) of those in The OC. There was talk about how those who live in this county, especially the under 30 set, tend to waste away their money on material things like Mercedes Benz motorcars, boob jobs and the like, as well as their pursuit of such trivialities, in an effort to "BSCENE" or to look good or whatever. The sad thing about the article, is it really hits it on the head when it comes to the lifestyle we live here in Orange County, perhaps the most affluent county in Southern California, if not the United States. The author, who grew up in OC, interviewed a sales manager at the local Mercedes Benz dealer in Newport Beach, (down the street from where I work), and the comments the sales manager made about his typical clientele were amusing

25 year old male with good credit

$2500 down payment

$758 monthly payment for 48 months on a $52,000 Mercedes

$38,884 to rent a car for four years

65 percent of the dealerships clientele lease their vehicles

My big question is why would a 25 year old want to spend $758 a month on a car? To score with the chicks? I imagine that would be one of the main reasons, because if you drive a nice car in the OC, OC chicks are easy. There are many here who are just as fake as the guy who is leasing his lifestyle.

Dream sequence: Palawan Airlines

I was planning a three day trip to Palawan, but without Jovi. I had already packed my stuff but my carry on was a cement parking block. I arrived at the terminal, and going through security, I was stopped and asked why I was carrying the parking block and what I was going to do in Palawan. I replied vacation but the security goon wouldn't accept that so he started asking me these stupid questions and I wouldn't answer them, then I saw Paul Frank go through with no problem and I said "Hi Paul" and the security officer said, "oh you can say hi to Paul Frank but can't answer my simple security questions?" and I replied, I went to college with Paul and can say hello to him if I want. So Mr. security finally let me go, but I had to go through customs, and since the same people who were taking tickets were handling customs as well, they waved me over to the check in counter that also served as the customs counter. At this point, I was beginning to miss my wife and let it be known to customs that I couldn't travel without her. They proceeded to say, it is too late, you can't travel without her, but I proceeded to explain that I would get myself into mischief in Palawan if she didn't accompany me, so I said I wasn't going to go, so I woke up. Weird dream eh? I mean what is with the cement parking block?