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Something that really tickles my fancy when I ride the subway, is when a gentleman gets up and offers his seat to an older lady. I don't care if we're passed all the women's lib days -- it still is a really nice gesture.

Something that I've noticed about myself recently is my reaction to certain music. There are several levels to this. For one, when Chris Kooluris, #1 GNR fan, plays what I consider to be horrible music, I get really stirred up inside and have to get up out of my office to close his door. I don't know what it is about the heavy-metal-type music, but it's like nails on a chalkboard to me and I can't stand to listen to it. It fires me up.
When I'm commuting to work and walking through the subway, I usually listen to rap or something with a quick beat. I realized that I end up walking to the beat of the songs. Like, if I happened to have on a slower song, I think I would be a bit more lackadaisical in my swagger. On the other hand, if Lenny Kravitz was blasting "American Woman" through my eardrums, my back would be arched and I'd be full steam ahead.
Does this happen to anyone else?

I know the trend for skinny jeans tucked into boots have transcended into yet another year, but I've seen it at a whole new level. How about MEN in tight jeans tucked into rainboots? I can't handle it. Yes, most of those men I'm referring to are gay, but still -- if you have a man who looks hotter in tucked-in tight jeans than a woman...holy shit.

Let's talk about those paper towel dispensers in public bathrooms that make you pull down to get a piece. Personally, I'm a fan of the sensor ones. You know, you wave your hand in front and just like that - a piece of paper towel comes more than halfway down, for you to grab onto. So, what's up with these pull-down ones? There's like four inches of paper to grab onto, your hands are wet, the paper is thin -- so when you grab on, all you get is two small ripped pieces in either hand - big enough only to cover the piece of skin from where you cut yourself shaving. What this shit, paper towel dispenser? How can I get your fabulous paper towels to dry off my hands, if I can't even grab onto it?!

You know when you're on an airplane and you end up getting fucked with the window seat? I am pretty sure the only perk of that seat is the fact that you OWN the window -- shade and all. Recently, on my trip back from Miami, I had the pleasure of sitting next to a really annoying man. And yes, I was in the window seat. Not only was he putrid, but he also reached over me on several occasions to adjust the shade to his liking. I'm pretty sure I should have explained to this man that as the peasant of the measly middle seat, he has no mothereffin rights.


The following is courtesy of a friend. Their name will not be revealed, but I think they're hysterical and should start their own blog. Word.
...just something i always wondered. i mean, i wouldn't even rank Tuesday as one of my top 4 days of the week. TGI Fridays (which I'm not a fan of) can at least come up with a motto that uses Friday in it, because who doesn't love Friday. but tuesday? really? when was the last time you just couldn't wait until Tuesday? like it just HAD to be Tuesday.
so not to sound like a crazy broken record, but i just saw another commercial that id like to talk bad about. Cash4Gold? have you seen this shit? the premise is simple: write us a letter. we will send you a padded envelope. you put all of your jewelry in said envelope and send it on it. we will take your shit, melt it down, then determine how much we owe you and send it on back to you. maybe I'm just skeptical, but i had like 20 red flags raised while i was watching this poor old woman saying how easy the process was... and i don't know her. just generally concerned for the well being of her and her jewelry, hoping that she doesn't get duped. i have to think that this is a huge scam. its the same idea in my mind as these work from home things that also tend to pop up in commercials (god what the fuck am i watching on TV?) i just saw one while watching sports center (like really, am i the only employed person watching ESPN at 7am??) where some guy dropped a quote to the effect of: 'i was unemployed, sitting on my ass, watching TV, and saw this commercial. i had CONFIDENCE in the system and signed up. now i make 300k a year!' i shit you not. this guy, who was unable to lock down a job at long john silver, had confidence in this get rich quick scheme. and it worked. maybe I'm just jaded, but coooooome on.