We didn't start the fire

Here's a firestorm of thoughts to get you over the hump for the week.

-On Monday I was coming back from the gym, and ran into a girl on the elevator, who I can only describe as an ideal woman for Aaron. Tall, blonde, and wheeling up a case of wine bottles. Not realizing that everyone doesn't get my sarcastic side, I spit out this little gem, "Like to drink much?". This was met by 5 seconds of silence, before she realized I was joking. At this point she busts out laughing, and before she can respond, I'm at my floor.

Was that a win or should I chalk that up in the loss column?

-The other thing many of you observe about me, is I'm constantly talking or looking at jobs. For whatever reason, something about interviewing at a new employer is exciting. Recently, I've started to look back into public accounting. Apparently I haven't learned my lesson yet, since my last two jobs in public accounting, lasted a combined 2 years. Accounting as a whole is like the two polar ends of women you end up with. On one end you have the Corporate side, which is your safe bet. Pretty much always guaranteed to have a job, the pay is decent, benefits are good, etc. This is akin to the woman you settle down with. Early in your career, you're not ready for it, and may even look at it as boring and monotonous. Public Accounting, is like that crazy girl you saw for months. It's a helluva ride and you don't know if you'll make it out alive. Some people last in that industry for weeks, some months, and others somehow transform it into a career. This can only be directly related to marrying the stripper girlfriend. You may think it's a great idea, but others are shaking their head wondering why you keep putting up with it.

-Yes I just somehow connected accounting to strippers....

-The song "We didn't start the fire" by Billy Joel has been playing over and over in my head today. When you Wiki the events that Joel somehow rhymed together, it's amazing (Wheel of fortune-Sally Ride, Heavy Metal Suicide, foreign debts-homeless vets, AIDS,crack, Bernhard Goetz????). Who cares that the song was voted as the #41 worst song ever.

-FrozenYO opened up in Columbia Heights a month or so ago. The concept here is to self-serve frozen yogurt. It's both genius and horrific. Genius because they realize Americans cannot control themselves when it comes to ice cream, and even fewer know how to approximate the weight of an item. Their toppings vary from fruit to Fruit Loops cereal. It's horrific b/c I fit both categories and consumed .81 POUNDS of frozen yogurt and toppings in one visit. Get this place outta here!

-Another sign I'm extremely bored at work, I wiki'd the year 1982 to see who else was born in the same year as me. If you ever want a wake up call to compare what you've accomplished to others. Within the same month I was born here's a small list of the celebs:

*Ben Roethlisberger (shoot me)
*Jessica Biel (Call me!)
*Landon Donovan (GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOALL today!)
*Kat Von D, (Would def get ink done by her)
*Danica Patrick (Please stop the Go Daddy commercials)
*Chyler Leigh (paging Dr. Lexie Grey)
*Seth Rogen (Has anyone had a better 3 year span of movies?)
*Kaka (the soccer player not the turd itself)


Those are some pretty successful people. Would you ever guess any of them were the same age as yours truly? With the exception of Chyler Leigh, I gotta say I look the most youthful of the bunch.

-Last weekend I was up for my brother's bachelor party, and what started with getting drenched and drunk from the rain delay at the Pirates game, soon turned to entering the Casino in Pittsburgh. If you ever want to see the biggest mix of hillbillies, yinzers, grandparents and club rats, this is the place. It was too much for my mind to handle.

-The highlight of the night was two part.

1) After going out Friday night till 2:30, I woke up at 7:00 am to drive from DC to Pittsburgh. Halfway through the party I figured it was a great idea to drink Redbull, followed by "strong" coffee, followed by Playboy Energy drink. I could hear my heart saying, "that's it, I'm giving up!!"

2) The reaction that Donnie Iris (DAHNEY R'IS in Pittsburghese) is overwhelming. I'm convinced that if he ran for Governor of PA, Pittsburghers alone would get him elected. You would have thought Jesus himself appeared with all the cheering, shrieking and women's clothes falling off that happened.

Unbelievable.