The 12 Day DL

Damn has it been that long since I've entered this realm? Well here is the formula which caused the lack of entries:

Month-End Close + Long Weekend in T-Dot + Getting Back from Vacay + Soul Searching + Poor Earnings Call + Another Round of Layoffs = No Blogs for Almost 2 weeks!

Going forward I'm going to lift my self-imposed moratorium from blogging at home. I mean I freaking got a MacBook Pro so I might as well be on it when I can haha. Its like spending a paycheck on some highly sought after kicks and just putting them in your closet....oh wait nm haha.

But I'm back though, hoping to bring it consistently unlike my fantasy basketball teams. I mean Barack kept on campaigning til the very end and his work showed. Not running a blog is anything close to running a nation [unless its ploomy.com], but I'm here for the people. My metrics still maintained even during the days of my abblogstence, so thank you loyal readers. Right now I'm talking but not saying anything, which is about 90% of my blogs hehe.

Anyway let's make this a super-post and try to rewind these past dirty dozen days:

The Annoying Carpool Companion:
This broad had like 3 bags and ended up sitting shotty, even though she was the first person and she could've just had the backseat, which in turn made the semi-cute girl sitting in the back. Then she starts doing her hair and makeup using my mirror, when all the foundation in the world couldn't help her out. Then she was telling me her day's agenda about calling her mom's and not having time to vote and ish. Then she goes out on a limb and predicts there's gonna be traffic on the Bay Bridge during the morning rush hour, and when it happens she goes "she told you!" Then she talks about my whip, saying she was gonna get one but she opted for a little Mazda instead, like you were really gonna get one. Then I'm like less than a mile from my exit, and she goes "this lane is slower then the others." Then as I'm exiting she goes "do you go on California?" which is like 2 miles up. Hell naw trick the walk would do you good.

The Election:
So after I dropped off the annoying chick and the semi-cute one, I bounced all the way down to South City to cast my vote. If I was responsible I would've been able to vote half a block away from my condo, but since I didn't reregister in Alameda County I had to front like I was still a Peninsula resident. Anyway I was in line next to my pretty-cute neighbor who I used to think was fly baaaaack in the day haha. I was "2530 Bantry" and she was "2545 Bantry Lane" lol...and damn Jen Ortiz isn't a Facebook friendly name! Wait I'm just glad [and puzzled] that they didn't ask for ID since since I have my E-Ville one on the license.

Anyway of course I voted for Hussein. And since I wasn't well-schooled on the candidates for the schoolboard, I just voted for the people with the weirdest names to be consistent with the Presidential choice haha.

Using TheUglyMind's piece as a reference, I voted the following:
Prop 1: Train from LA to the Bay - YES, since I always hated that drive on the 5. I don't care how much it costs
Prop 2: Animals Stretching Limbs or something - YES, since I wouldn't want to my contained. What if they're claustrophobic?
Prop 3: Children's Hospitals - YES, since I have a cousin who has cerebral palsley, and that's who I was thinking of when I was for it.
Prop 4: Letting Moms Know - NO, since there's people more mature than their age and adults too immature for their age. But if they're preggy at 15, then I guess that's moot?
Prop 7: Renewable Energy - NO, since I just bought a gas guzzler and that would be hypocritical haha.
Prop 8: Ban on Gay Marraige - NO, but YES on Facebook lol.

Dennis didn't have 5 & 6 on his blog and I'm too lazy too look it up haha. Damn midnight already...lights out!
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I Wanna Be Saved

They say you can tell what type of person someone is by how the play golf. You could also tell how they are based on their carpool habits! Okay so this morning, I picked up this couple on my way. The guy opened the door for his chick [well chivalry is good], and then he was motioning her to scoot over. I look back thinking why homie isn’t headed towards shotgun. He goes “is it okay if I sit back here?” Man so of course I’m like “sure” and then proceed. I usually don’t feel like a taxi-cab driver but yo, today I did haha. So I was slightly perturbed at the situation, and just started weaving through traffic on the bridge to give them a true taxi-cab feel. I noticed the chick was dozing off, so I turned up the volume on Ne-Yo’s new ish so she wouldn’t get a good sleep haha.

Then I dropped them off and the chick doesn’t even utter thanks so anything, but the dude does at least. And I notice she’s all walking ahead and he rushes to catch up to her, because it looks like he’s carrying her things. So this is another type of chick I don’t like, I guess this would be a high-maintenance one? But I blame the dude too for being a captain.
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Damn I Wish I Understood

So today I rode with a Filipino couple, like I was their kid and they were dropping me off to school. As soon as I sit in their older Benz that had their oil, battery and check engine light on lol, the chick just been yapping non-stop so I figured she was on the phone. After about 5 minutes into the ride, I realized that she was actually talking to the driver. For real for every 100 words she said, he said like 1, and really spoke for like 10 minutes before he even uttered something. It was like she was having her own soliloquy. It was Jay and Silent Bob times 20, or a lit Rol and Al times 10 hahaha.

Researchers say the average woman says 20K words a day [and the average man 7K – guess I’m sicker than the average!], and this girl I swear fulfilled her quota during this one car trip. She was all yapping and animated and laughing, but dude was mad stoic and quiet, like how can they be having the same conversation? You know when people say something that’s unfunny, but they laugh afterward anyway? I try not to let that affect me but its just a peeve haha. [wait I just did it – guess I’m a hypocrite].

What's worse is that they didn't even have the radio on either! If I only understood Tagalog then maybe it would’ve made a lil more sense.
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