Jew Kryptonite

What's the deal!? According to some trust-worhty female jews there is a disturbing trend emerging: Asain women are stealing all the eligible Jewish men. Personally, I've never even dated an Asain woman but I do see the appeal. Aside from all the "model minority" bullshit, one thing remains abundantly clear. Asain women are nothing like "Jewish mothers". I think men look for women who are nothing like their mothers'. Thus I see this alleged trend to be a logical conclusion of fact. (NOTE: The photo above is of an actual JDate member)

"Tell your friends: 'Burke Sucks!'"

That whats the locals' say - and it seems to be working. On a President's Day weekend, right after the first big snow storm of the season, Buke mountain had virtually no lift lines and the conditions were near perfect. Burke is really a hidden secret. Aside from the three hour trek (each way) from Boston I would definitely recommend Burk. (Also, my sister and I found out the hard way what "Not Snowboarder Friendly" means - we had to practically cross-country ski our way down the entire eastern side of the mountain.)

The Presentation

I'm psyched to get a long weekend this weekend but I know I won't be able to fully enjoy it. On Tuesday, when I go back to work, I have to make a presentaion. Yes, the dreaded public speaking engagement. I haven't made a formal, get-up-in-front-of-your-peers presentation since I left Digizaar. Back then it was easy, almost second nature. So, as rusty as I am, i've got a little aprehensive about it. But the thing about public speaking is that you need to get up and do it to get better at it. All I can do is prepare as best as possible, know my shit, and then just suck it up and get it over with. I know that with practice I am good at this stuff but it takes just that: practice. Honestly, in terms of my job, for how ever long I'm there this will be the hardest thing for me to do.

The Weekend of James (aka The Binge)

James was in town this weekend and I had a great time. Here's a recap in cronilogical order:
Pulled Pork sandwich w/ mashed potatoes (Blue Ribbon)
Bacon, Egg & Cheese on plain bagel w/ decaf coffe (Bagels by Us)
Grande Chicken Colorado burrito w/ chips & salsa (Bocca Grande in Kendell Sq.)
Beef & Broccoli lunch combo (Beijing Star)
Bacon Cheese Burger w/ Ranch dressing (Godzilla Burger in Cleveland Circle)
Coffe & Chocolate Mouse frozen yogrt (Rancitories)
Plain bagel & cream cheese w/ decaf coffe (Dunkin Donuts in Watertown)

Best day EVER

Maybe god is really a cheap-ass wino pron director? How else could I have been cast along side a kinda hot norweigan computer science graduate student chic? This defies the one known law in this universe: there is not such thing as a good looking (or average looking) female computer sciencetist/programmer. Even Angalena Jolie knows this and thats why she stared in that movie "Hackers" - just to stickit in our collective (pimpled) faces. Anyway, maybe not best day ever but still a good change from the normal dulldrum. Is it an oxymoron to say "biggest pleasent surprise" ever?

Sensory Depravation

I had a really quick and easy day at work today. I think in some part it had do with two things: 1) having enough work to stay busy and 2) listening to blairing Drum'n'Bass. I was totally foused - in the zone almost. Anyway, it was awesome. In other news, Dan and I continue to putter along in the early phases of creating our website. A big thing right now is picking a good domain name. One of the early contenders is YearnToBurn.com. I like it cuz it has a nice ring to it and is easy to parse when in print form.

Mike vs The Mountain - The Conclusion

It was a cold Febury day in New Hampshire when I confronted my foe - Loon Mountain. A snow covered peak neighbor to my arch nemisis Mt. Washington. But by the end of the day I had prevailed. Sweaty and tired I returned home as the glorious victor. Verbose prose aside - I had a great time. It was cold and windy but well worth the trip. I hope to go at least a few more times before things warm up too much. Also, just doin a road-trip with Alex was classic old school good times. Note: making the cross-over back to skiing was crucial. After one run I felt confident in my turning and control. By the end of the day I was much improved and really only felt a tad shaky when exhaustion set in. Neither Alex or I fell but that isn't really the point of skiing - sometimes a good crash- and-burn can result in a more care-free approach. ("that didn't hurt! I can go a lot faster!") Also, when at Loon be sure to grab lunch at the Camp III lodge on the eastern side of the mountain. Great cheese burgers made-to-order and an outdoor fire pit to warm you up.

Learning to Love Baseball

I don't know how it happened but I have never really cared about professiomal baseball. Thats a tough thing to do growng up in Boston. I didn't play little league as a kid (I got too stressed standing up to bat looking out at the pitcher and the rest of the fields - it was like one vs all) but that doesn't fully explain it. I played soccer as a kid but I never followed professional soccer (maybe because it didn't exsist in the US then). I did follow professional basketball though and I'm not sure when I started collecting basketball cards (maybe around '92 or '93) but the cards really solidified my knowedge of the NBA players. The questions remains: why did I collect basketball cards and not baseball cards? Kinda strange for a suburban white kid to collect basketball cards exclusivly - right? I guess Boston was still transfixed with Larry Lenged but he was winding down his carrer. Jordan was just about his peak and I guess he made the NBA really special. Anyway, past aside I need to learn baseball. Football season is over (and I don't expect the pats to get better next season) and I don't really care about the nba (until the playoffs)