For Paul

A Quickie

So at work, I have been dealing with a lot of Web 2.0 stuff and how I can incorporate new social media strategies into potential and existing clients. I must say that it is fun at times, and at other times, I want to tear my hair out...well if I had hair to pull out. Fortunately, I work with some awesome people on all this. We have a lot of fun with this, and enjoy a good laugh about some of the most random things.



I guess I have become a geek/nerd lately when I find pleasure in hearing about a shirt that says, "Thats what she Twittered." Holy crap, I think that is hilarious. I even am excited about going to the Blog World Expo convention later this month in Las Vegas. I will be able to meet and learn from awesome people like Chris Brogan . Is it weird that I am amped for this?



Well, this is turning into more than a quickie, but I have spent the last 2 hours playing around on twitter, facebook, myspace, digg, technorati while looking at about 3 dozen blogs. Wait it is Friday night! NERD ALERT!



To make my point even more...I spent the last hour playing with this simple idea I had...wow.

Big Plans

So in thinking about my little space here on Blogger, I have decided to take a new approach with my blog updates. I am pretty excited about what I am going to do, and I hope it will make you constantly check for updates. I have got a lot of work to do to prep for the re-launch of "Yo Quiero Paco Belle," so expect to see something early next week...well crap, it is Thursday morning, 1:34 in the AM. Big day at TSG tomorrow, so I need my normal 4 hours of sleep. Why do I keep doing this to myself? I just can't help it...I love the night too much.

WOW

So I have been seriously neglecting my blog that I am so proud of and tell everyone about. Then they see that I skipped July altogether. Real nice Scott, real nice.

To be honest, I have to place the blame on Twitter. I bit and couldn't get enough of the thing. I added it to my favorites on my phone, and now I am Tweeting all the freaking time. "Oops, I knocked over a cup of water." Time to Tweet about it. It seriously is addicting, so much so that Tweets look like this:

{Paco_Belle just knocked over a cup of water onto his desk...D'oh}

{Paco_Belle just twittered about spilling water on his desk...Awesome!}

But now, I have come back to basics and wrapped my arms around this little page again. Not too much to say this time other than I need to be better at dropping in now and then. I miss my movie reviews, so that needs to happen. I can't believe I didn't talk about The Dark Knight...again, just shows how lame I am.

Oh, before I leave, this happened to me again...only on a grander scale and a lot more people in line.

When it hits...

So I was out driving tonight, listening to Coldplay's new album, when this suped-up sportsmachine pulled up next to me. The music was blaring, the guy was rockin' and the engine was rarin' to show me what it was made of. No sooner had the light turned green, than the guy was 100 yards up the street. "Jeez, that guy is in a hurry to get somewhere."

Another red light slowed his progress to heaven knows where he was off to. {GREEN} Once again, bat straight outta hell tearing up the street. The maroon jet on wheels was weaving in and out of traffic, with no regard for the 35 MPH speed limit at all. The awesome thing about this was, I was goin' the speed limit...no need to hurry, and yet this guy wasn't that far ahead of me.

Hey, he is turning the same place I am...I wonder. The guy damn-near took the turn on two wheels, and then a quick/sharp right. Nah, could he be? Did the store have a sale that I was unaware of that caused people to race to it? Then I saw where he was going, and I started to laugh. He tore through that parking lot going at least 30, and I thought, "Well, I know what that feels like. Sometimes you just can't wait to sink your teeth into that wicked-awesome Big Mac."

When that feeling strikes, get the hell out of the way!

The 2007 ~ 2008 NBA Finals...Hooray!

I think I'll just watch re-runs of The Gilmore Girls. I need to clarify that this post is not the rantings of a jaded Utah Jazz fan, because I know the Jazz layed an egg against the Lakers, but since the "All-Star"...scratch that..."Most Popular Players Game," all we seemed to hear was how exciting it would be to see a Lakers/Celtics finals match-up. I really have to thank the league for whisking us back to 1987. Really this has been a dream of mine ever since I was a kid. Oh how I have wanted to see the Lakers and the Celtics play again for the championship. I cannot wait to watch Kobe square up against "The Big Three"...oh I get the goosebumps just thinking about how freaking awesome it is that these storied teams are right back where they need...no wait...deserve to be. So here is to the next five years of watching Kevin Garnett thump his chest, Ray Allen mug for the cover of S.I., Paul Pierce and Kobe Bryant duke it out to see who can pop their jersey more often, seeing that fugly tat on Luke Walton's pasty white arm, Phil Jackson sitting smugly on the bench, Doc Rivers wondering how the hell he got so lucky to have this team land in his lap (you suck Doc, and you know it...I can run down a dozen coaches who are better than you are, Jerry, Flip, Byron, Donny, either of the Van Gundy boys...catch my drift Doc?)

So thank you Mr. Stern for creating a finals that people are actually going to care about. Since we have been magically travelled through time, let me share with everyone what happened in your office at the culmination of last years finals...

Stern: "Well Gentlemen, it looks like nobody really wanted to see Timmy take on our favorite child Lebron...I just don't get it. What do these fans want. I don't hear the chants of 'I Love This Game!' peeling from the arenas anymore. Gosh darnit!"

Some A-Hole: "I hear ya commish, it was a really boring series. Maybe we can get Tim Donaghy and the boys to..."

Stern: "Quiet you! Donaghy was nicked remember? But I do like where your head is at...the others, yes the others....my beloved NBA officials...My Precious."

Another DB: "Uh, Dave...you're doing it again...."

Stern: "AHHHH, I needs it, we wants it...the Lakerses and Celticeseseses...think of the moneyeses, the paradeses...make the call, make it happen."

Some other MoFo: "So it is written, so let it be done."

Your Author: " I think I'm gonna barf."

Of Pine Trees and Taxi Cabs

So last year, I was in Madison, Wisconsin for business and upon unpacking in my hotel room, I realized that I had forgotten my deodorant. No problem, I thought, I'll just swing by a store and pick one up. No big deal. So I was off to visit a school and do a little logistical planning.

I came up to a small local grocer and figured that I might as well grab it while I was thinking of it. $1.53??? OK, I'll bite. So off I went back to Middleton to grab some dinner at what was to become one of my favorite dining establishments, Quaker Steak & Lube. (If you have one near, count your blessings.)

About a week or so ago, I was running late to work running from the shower to the bedroom to change, I grabbed this stick of deodorant. After applying liberally, Iwent to give my loving wife a hug and kiss goodbye. As I gave her a peck on the forehead, I could hear her sniffing my shirt. I looked at her and asked what she was doing. She had a look on her face that screamed repulsion. It was like I smeared a dead skunk all over me for crap's sake. She simply asked, "What the freak deodorant did you put on this morning?" That green one I bou..." she then cut me off and said stiffling a sneeze, "You smell like a freaking New York Taxi-Cab..." I stood there, arms still outstretched at a loss for words.

Seriously dear, it took you 5 months to tell me this??? So to all my co-workers/friends/family, I apologize sincerely for subjecting you to that.

Now that will be $55.00.