Unlocked Apple iPhone for almost $900

I saw this in my "daily deals" email from Buy.com. I was kind of shocked and had to click the link to make sure I was seeing it correctly.

I was. Product link while it lasts.

I don't know why anyone would pay near $900 for a phone, even an iPhone. I guess the unlocked feature is great but that still limits the buyer to certain cellular providers (Sprint is out because it's not GSM).

I'm sure there is some needy dumb ass that will pay this amount. There always is. It reminds me a lot of when the PS3 came out selling for around $600-$800. People were putting theirs on eBay and bids were going to $1000+ because people really, REALLY wanted one. Suckers! That's why Americans are in debt...no self control, no self policing.

Just my thoughts. Enjoy!

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Live Long and Prosper!

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Are you a friend or an acquaintance?

I have a best friend. It's my wife. But I used to have this other best friend. In fact, I've probably had a few over my lifetime so far.

Some moved when we were young. Some we had very stupid adolescent fights, as stupid adolescents, and went our different ways (which I look back on and regret because the fights were so completely and insanely ridiculous!). Some we thought would be BFFs but for some reason, usually the other person's fault, it just didn't work out that way.

Truly, like Genie sings,

You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend like me
You ain't never had a friend like me, hah!

That's just the way I am. Now I can't give riches but I can give undeniable, unsurpassable, loyalty with this friendship and I will help in anyway I can, if I can. I've pretty much always been that way. It's the way I was brought up and it's the way I think people should be. It also doesn't help that my children have made me more conscientious and broadened my moral fiber.

This doesn't come for free though. It doesn't have a monetary cost (although it could have a monetary value) but it does have a cost. All I ask is that I am treated with the same level of friendship. Now, this powerful friendship isn't for everyone that I know either. I don't expect my level from every friend and no one should.

I guess you could say I have levels of friends. Without actually thinking about it, there are those that I hang out with but wouldn't really invite them to a family get together or let them meet the wife and kids. We know each other. We just don't/won't enter another level of friendship because of whatever reason. Maybe the other person I have known since childhood and we've always been friends but they took a different path in adulthood and it just doesn't gel well with my path. I still consider them a friend but I can't jeopardize what I've built with whatever reason keeps us from hitting that next level whether it be drug or alcohol abuse or the company they keep outside of our friendship.

I think you can get the picture because I really don't have the time to think it fully through right now. I'm kind of typing this while at work, multitasking and I want to get to the point of the post. So...

I had this friend, let's call him SR. We've known each other since junior high, became better friends in high school, and became really good friends shortly after he graduated HS and attended college for almost two years. He's a year younger than me in age and in high school graduation.

Without getting into a lot of history, let's just say that our friendship has benefited him way more than it ever has me. I don't mean to count tit for tat but I don't think it can be described any better way. I'm not in a friendship because of what the other person can do for me monetarily or similarly-wise. I'm in it because I like the person, their personality, their friendship, the camaraderie, the similar likes and not-so-similar likes. But when the effort I put out is not reciprocated and it becomes a chore to maintain a relationship that is destined to fail, it's time to step away and reflect on why we are friends in the first place.

Again, not to count tits or tats, but my friend got a job at his current employer some 10+ years ago because of my wife. At the time, she worked in a department, told him about a job opening, edited his resume, prepped him and he applied with no experience and a long list of too-short-with job history. She was on the hiring/interviewing panel and pushed for others to give him a chance because even without experience he is quite trainable and likable and he would do a good job. He got the job (a very cush job) and he's been there ever since about 1996. This job came with tuition benefits as it was at a university whose benefits included free tuition for the employee (100% for undergrad up to a certain hours limit). It kind of makes up for the lower salary a university pays versus corporate America. Anyway, he was able to finish his undergrad degree over a few years' time.

In 1998, I got a job at the same university but in a different department on campus, the MBA admissions office, as an information systems guy. I got this on my own without anyone's help but my wife's, she did my resume.

Fast forward about 8 years. I gave my "friend" the inside track on when to apply for the Professional MBA (part-time) program. For anyone interested, it's the Spring term because it's tougher and a shorter recruitment time after seating a Fall term class. He needed the inside knowledge. He made something like a 460 on the GMAT. A 460 would get you into the University of Phoenix, maybe the University of Texas at Dallas or University of Dallas (I don't know for sure). The PMBA Admissions Director just happens to be my "hunting" buddy. So, to say that he got in on my recommendation wouldn't be far fetched. In fact, it would be right on fucking target! She told me that he's a nice guy but he's getting in strictly because I told her that he would be a good student even though he sucked ass on the GMAT. Anyway, even though SR hasn't done anything with his MBA he did complete it in the summer of 2008.

He kind of bailed on our friendship once his now wife got her hooks in him when they lived together as roommates. He'd make excuses all the time when he lived about 15-20 minutes away that he couldn't make it or had to break plans because she was/is uber needy. She wanted to trap his sorry ass and that's what she did but not trapped in the sense that she got pregnant. She just somehow got him suckered into her nasty web and has never let go. All of his friends see/saw it. In fact, his other best man (I was 1/2) told him straight up that he was settling and she is ugly now and she won't get any prettier over the years. LOL! Harsh, I know but way true. Anyway, we sporadically would do things. More like, he would come over (with the ball and chain) if it benefited him (basically, if I was grilling/cooking the food, he'd bring himself!).I got tired of that bullshit and nipped it in the bud quickly. I don't mind giving but I don't like being totally used either.

So anyway, to make a long post shorter, to show his awesome friendship, SR calls my cell phone three days before New Year's Eve 2009 and leaves a message saying something like this, "Hey dude, whatcha doin'? I was calling to see if you wanted to go to the Rock Opera at [inaudible] on New Year's Eve. I've got two tickets if you were interested in going. They aren't free of course. They are $80 each. You can go to the web site [blah, blah blah] to check it out. Anyway, the people that were going originally had something come up and now they can't go. We (he and his wife) thought of you guys (me and my wife) first. Give me a call and let me know."

I chuckled, got irritated, let the wife hear the message a few hours later and then sent him a text because I didn't feel like talking to him. I texted, "You should know me, bitch. Free maybe. $80 a piece. I don't think so! Thanks for the offer though." He replied, "I understand. But thought I'd ask." What a fuck stick!

Fast forward to approximately 6pm on December 31^st, New Year's Eve. I get a text from SR, "Hey man, the tickets are free now if you are interested."

WTF?! Are you shitting me!? Are you really fucking serious?!

First of all, I have two kids. It's not like I can say, "Hey kids, Dad and Mom are going out on a last-minute notice on New Year's Eve to hang with their shitty friends where there will be tons of drunks out and about." Get real!

It was sort of sweet justification when he and I talked about a week later during a lunch outing. He said that they had to absorb the $160. Ha! The couple that was supposed to go offered to pay for the tickets anyway but SR thought he'd be able to recoup the money on his own telling his 'friend' that it's okay. WTF!? It's okay for this guy that he's known for about 3-4 years (he was also in the PMBA program the same time as SR).

SR can be cordial to this person but not to his so-called long-time friend Jay? Asshole!

Anyway, I was a gracious lunch guest. I told him what a dip shit he was thinking I'd pay $160 for those tickets when I find it hard pressed to spend that kind of dough on shit I like to do such as attend Stars or the occasional Mavs games. And he should know that.

After typing this, I had a thought about his wife. He and I are Facebook friends. His wife is on FB as I see her comment on our mutual FB friends statuses. She knows I am his and others FB friends and yet she has never sent me a friend request. I don't really care because I know some things she has done while they were dating and while they've been married. I don't approve of her actions and if he wasn't a dick before I would have probably informed him of these things. Funny thing is that he knows one thing she did about a year before they got married because he sort of walked in on it while it was happening and at some point felt compelled to tell me and the wife about it. Why I don't know as he still ended up marrying her.

People are just weird.

So, that's my story. It's got a lot of holes but I just don't have the time and energy right now to fully disclose. I mainly wanted to just share what an asshole he was leading up to New Year's Eve.

We've had a lot of good times and then he went stupid on us. Therefore, SR is now just an acquaintance instead of a friend. His loss, trust me.

Email humor 02/04/2010

A new movie coming soon to a theater new you:

In the news 02/04/2010

Busy at work but didn't not want to share even though I can't comment fully on it right now.

From MSNBC:

LEGO My Gun: S.I. Boy Faced Suspension Over Tiny Toy

Click her for story while it lasts.

Really dumb! I think the definition of "toy gun" needs to be better defined so these stupid school principals don't make asses out of themselves. I mean really, look at the picture of the size of the toy that got this 9-yr-old boy in trouble. Stupid, really stupid!

On a lighter note. From the Frontburner:

A Soldier’s Last 24 Hours in Iraq

Click here for story while it lasts.

When I saw the title, I thought it was going to be a sad story. I'm glad it wasn't. I feel for the families of soldiers serving in a war. I commend them for giving themselves up for the possible betterment of others. I believe those that serve in combat deserve to be taken care of for the rest of their lives by the government. Sadly, the government seems to consider them disposable and yet they'll spend billions on the bank bailout and other ridiculous things.

Jennifer's Body (2009)

I watched Jennifer's Body (2009) two nights ago. It wasn't that good of a movie but it also wasn't terrible.

It had it's moments like here but it never showed this which I assume must have been some secret behind-the-scenes-secretly-shot photo because it most definitely was not in the movie!

Anyway, the acting was sub par which is too bad because I really like that girl from Big Love and Mamma Mia!. Okay, I lust for her in a boobalicious kind of way...she's kind of cute too. Megan Fox is hot as well but she's hot in all her movies. She also has to depend on that hotness to get her through the acting world because she is not a professional at her chosen craft. She's not even close. Sometimes when I watch her in movies it's almost like she's looking at cue cards or some off-camera whatever that has captured her attention...you know, distracted. I don't see why directors let this go because if it's obvious to me it has to be to them. Do they overlook it because of her hotness will sell tickets whether her acting is good or not? I don't know. I'll rent for cheap her movies for her hotness but I won't pay $10 at the movie theater.

The story/plot was kind of weak. The part where Jennifer invites the Goth guy over her house and he ends up going to some weirdly, very dark street with no cars on it and no lights lit in the houses was lame. I mean, I'm all about getting the vajayjay but I've seen too many movies to be going to some place like he did based on the hopes of getting laid versus knowing I'm getting laid. Even with knowing, I probably would have kept on driving because I'm scared of the freaky, deeky, eerie, dark streets!

For a somewhat horror-type movie, they didn't show much of the horror. There were sheet shadows and quick glances of the "demon inside" but there were no good graphic, scary shots of this monster.

So, even with the occasional hotness of girl-on-girl deep french kissing, this movie is truly passable. I would have been just as entertained if I re-watched The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything. Yes, I've watched it once before...only once!

FINAL VERDICT: Pass! There's no real draw to endure this movie.

Basketball fouls are so subjective

I haven't watched, I mean really watched, professional basketball consistently in a long, long time. I would say the last time I made it a point to watch pro basketball games (I recorded many on VHS...remember those...and watch them later even after knowing who won) was when the Chicago Bulls won their first championship of the first three-peat.

I mention this because I wanted to show a knowledge of B-ball but reflect that this knowledge is probably outdated.

Anyhow, I am watching the Mavs vs. Warriors game and I see a lot of what I would call over-the-back fouls. Now, I'm sure there is some "real" rule that says there needs to be contact or something like that but the shit I have seen just in this game alone, makes me wonder if the refs even know what the foul is.

Some might say that the taller guy is reaching over the smaller guy. I'm not sure that's how it's going. I see a Warriors player jumping up behind a Mavs player (in what I would call obvious over-the-back) with a hand on the Mavs back or some definite body bumping but the refs don't call it. I mean really, when the player in front literally is slightly pushed forward a bit because the player behind them is reaching over them, I would think that's called OVER-THE-BACK!

This isn't a foul issue but I don't understand the coaching of the teams in the last few minutes of the game. Let's take this game again as an example.

Here's the scene set up: The Mavs are up like 101 to 92 with something like 2:25 left in the game Warriors have possession. Jason Kidd makes a steal at 2:22. He runs the ball to mid court and then launches a lunging pass towards Jason Terry who is near the top of the right-side of the arch at 2:19. The pass is picked off right at Jet's fingertips. The Warriors make a break back to the offensive zone and draw a foul from Jason Kidd at 2:12. Warrior player shoots and makes the two free throws. Mavs throw in and run the ball to the offensive zone at roughly 2:00. The 24-second shot clock is at about 19 seconds. One of the Mavs (I think it was Jet) takes and makes a shot (I think it was a 3-pointer) at 15 seconds on the shot clock and about 1:45 on the game clock. Score is 104-94. Warriors take it down and makes a 2-pointer. Mavs run back again and just barely make the 2-pt basket. Some way the game comes down to like 1:20 left and a 7-pt game.

I guess my point is why the hell the coaching staff on the leading team doesn't say, "Okay guys, we're up by 7 (or whatever). Work the shot and game clocks by getting the ball into the offensive zone, running down the clock and making our shot."

Instead, I've seen many seemingly wins turn into losses because they don't work the clocks. They take some dumb shit stick showboating shots and miss while the losing team makes their shots and before you know it, the game is tied and/or the losers are now the leaders and eventual winners in most games.

You see this in football when they run the clock, kind of like kneeling when you can. I just don't understand the mentality of wanting to shoot and shoot and shoot but you miss and miss and probably miss again. I've see a few where the point spread is like 10-12 points and somehow the losing team brings the pain and wins because of the stupidity and ignorance of the was-winning team.

I guess that's my rant. I've been intermittently typing this between watching the Mavs vs. Warriors, Ducks vs. Red Wings and whatever else can distract me so it may not be a cohesive though. Sue me!

Wee Man!

I don’t mean to sound rude and disrespectful but there is a little person on campus who every time I see him I want to yell, “Wee Man!”

It is not only because he’s a little person but also because he looks just like him!

Go Wee Man!

Sent on the Super Jay Network from Super Jay's BlackBerry®

#1 song on your birthday

More Facebook stuff that I don't really care to do on Facebook but I will share with my blogging fans...All zero of you.

The deal is to find out what the #1 song was when you were born. At first, I Googled and got one song. It was Want Ads by The Honey Cones. Apparently the web site I first visited wasn't detailed enough.

After further Googling, I visited a few web sites and they all agreed that the #1 song was I Feel The Earth Move/It's Too Late by Carole King. Apparently it was a sort of mix of the two or the sites merged the two songs since they were both the top of the charts during that time. I don't know. I'm claiming being a victim of believing whatever I read on the Internet because it has to be true since it's on the Internet.

While on the YouTube I saw some "related linkage" to a remake of I Feel The Earth Move by Martika. I kind of like her version because it's peppy, newer and she's just downright HOT! Funny thing, though, is that I always thought Martika was a one-hit wonder with Toy Soldiers. Shows you what I know.

Doppleganger

Who's Your Doppleganger was making the rounds on Facebook last week. I didn't get into it because I really just use FB to voyeur other people (without the seeing of sex acts or sexual organs...although there could be an app for that. HA!).

Anyway, I did find a picture of a couple of guys that she thinks I look like. I've heard more that Mike Tomlin looks like me (he's younger than me so he looks like me, right) than Omar Epps (I think just the wife thinks this). I can see the resemblance to Tomlin. Our eyes, cheeks, overall facial structure is similar, facial hair is similar where I sport the goatee/door knocker and his is more of a chin strap. I don't know why my wife/friends can't find a person of Asian descent or even White because I would think there are more look-a-likes there since I am Asian/White. I think my wife just has jungle fever.

I could have done worse with the look-a-likes, right?

Email humor 02/03/2010

A WOMAN'S POEM:
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who's not a creep,
One who's handsome, smart and strong.
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.
I pray he's rich and self-employed,
And when I spend, won't be annoyed.
Pull out my chair and hold my hand.
Massage my feet and help me stand.
Oh send a king to make me queen.
A man who loves to cook and clean.
I pray this man will love no other.
And relish visits with my mother.


A MAN'S POEM:
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with
big tits who owns a bar on a golf course,
and loves to send me hunting, fishing and drinking. This
doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.

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The Fishing Trip

Four friends spend weeks planning the perfect backwoods camping and fishing trip.

Two days before the group is to leave, Frank's wife puts her foot down and tells him he isn't going.

Frank's friends are very upset that he can't go, but what can they do.

Two days later, the three get to the camping site only to find Frank sitting there with a tent set up, firewood gathered, and fish cooking on the fire.

"Damn man! How long you been here, and how did you talk your wife into letting you go?"

"Well, I've been here since yesterday. Yesterday evening, I was sitting in my chair and my wife came up behind and put her hands over my eyes and said 'Guess who'?"

I pulled her hands off, and she was wearing a brand new see through nightie. She took my hand and took me to our bedroom. The room had two dozen candles and rose pedals all over. She had on the bed handcuffs and ropes!

She told me to tie and cuff her to the bed, and I did. And then she said, "Do whatever you want!"

So...here I am.

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Live Long and Prosper!

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I do have a heart

I was over on Wordpress looking at a "Freshly Pressed" post. The post is here.

I commented on the post but I didn't have the balls to submit my comment. Okay, I really did but I didn't want to.

My comment was really a rant. I think it was productive but it was also very opinionated and judgmental. Both things that I am and should have posted as such but then I started thinking. What if...

No particular "What if..." but any. My mind raced. My thoughts bounced here and there until I came to an epiphany (definition 3a-3). I thought, "I'll save this person from my ranting, berating, criticizing comment and post it on my blog instead."

So, read her post here and then relate it to my comment below:

I'm not a doctor but I play one (among other characters) in the show that goes on inside my head. Although I don't understand how parents give up or lose control, I don't judge (okay I do a little but that's just the way I am).

This is learned behavior. I assume that she knows you will clean it for her or eventually just "let it go." My kids occasionally do the same and I have to lay down the law: no TV, no computer, no phone, no friends over, no going anywhere, no nothing until the room is clean. It's amazing when you tell them they can't do the things THEY want to do how quickly they do the things YOU want them to do.

Kids need to be free but they need to know that there are guidelines that need to be met for this "freedom." I bet your daughter still enjoys her life, her friends, her whatever while being overwhelmed.

She clearly has a lot of clothing, a TV, and trinkets and things but she doesn't seem to appreciate them or you. Don't you think she could show a little respect to the people who allow and provide her the ability and means to enjoy life!?

I apologize if I come across harsh, condemning and judgmental. It just irks me to see this. I can't watch The SuperNanny or The Dog Whisperer without wanting to clobber a few mothers, fathers, and owners. I then want to slap me some kids or pets for being disrespectful and not appreciating the "pack leader(s)."

I just feel like I didn't decide to be a parent or pet owner to let them control me or for me to give up when they don't respect me. It frustrates me because I know I give everything for my family (pet included) and for them to not at least attempt the same, boils my blood.

Again, sorry for the rant. I'm sure your daughter is otherwise a wonderful kid as they all are. They just have these teeny, tiny little issues that should be obvious to them but aren't.

Is the email spam trying to subliminally tell me something?

I checked my email today and this is what my spam folder looked like. I have never used my email to sign up for ANYTHING. It is used strictly for comments notification on my blog.

Maybe I do need the little blue pill so I can "communicate" with Anastasya, Oksana, and Lynna (never been to Russia either but apparently they want them some Jay).

80% discount for me. It might be well worth a try.

When did Van Halen make this mix?

I am listening to an Internet radio station through Winamp called 181.fm - The Eagle (Classic Rock) -- I just realized it is classic and I was wondering earlier why I'm not hearing any newer stuff...now I know, duh!

Anyway, I just heard a song by Van Halen and the title was showing as Intruder/(Oh)Pretty Woman. I'm not a fanatic Van Halen fan but I never heard of this mix. Doesn't mean someone like a DJ didn't do it instead of the studio.

I just thought it was weird to hear those two songs mixed together.