Monthly Archives: January 2011

Exercise Psychology

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Free is nice, but everyone knows nothing is ever free. So, Tuesday night, I had a free personal training session with Leila from Bahrain. I’ve lasted at 24 Hour Fitness for the last five months personal-trainer-free, but when presented with an opportunity to learn a few new techniques and improve my health, I accepted the offer. I had a personal training session when I first joined the gym, so I knew what to expect. She was going to ask me some questions, take a few measurements and then proceed to make me look like a wimp. She took me through some exercises and succeeded at wearing me down, physically. Psychologically, I was prepared for the inevitable sales pitch. After I kindly declined, we shook hands and parted ways.

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We Kilt Kenny

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The best way to seamlessly transition into part three, is to just do it. If you didn’t read part’s one and two, take a step back and start here. After dinner, I joined Guga and her dad for the ride back to his house where Claudia (one of Guga’s oldest friends) would soon be. I sat outside on the back patio with Roberto and Cecilia for about ten minutes as Maica chased lizards around the dark walls of the outdoor patio. Not many words were exchanged until an old song came on, which sounded like Frank Sinatra, with whom they were both familiar. After a short debate, we all agreed it was, in fact, Frank on the radio. Claudia arrived and the three of us went to an Irish bar called Kilkenny (all I could think of was South Park. There were no tables open, so were were just going to stand and drink. We went upstairs to the bar…

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The Great Jorge Mix-up

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When we had completed our downtown, street-side shopping, we went to “Jorge’s” office. Inside, I met two secretaries and Jorge Sr., who was Meli’s husband’s father, which I was unaware of – hence the quotes around the previous two mentions of her father-in-law. My ignorance led to a little bit of an awkward feeling, because he had a lot of pictures of Olivia around his office. The mystery was solved shortly after leaving when the rest of our group informed me Jorge Sr. was Jorge’s father. In addition to pictures of Oli, there were two pictures of Jorge Sr. with President Clinton. He didn’t speak much English to me, until I told him I was visiting from Texas. He then asked if I was a cowboy. He extended an invitation to take us to the rooftop to see the entire city, which was awesome. Got some great photos from up there, including several of the Paraguayan President’s “White” House. After…

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Downtown Bird

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After the last recap of my trip, I got a strong dose of guilt for failing to mention paft of the evening at, or actually on the way home from, Moby Dick. On our way home, around 1 a.m., the Brazilian tricksters who convinced a certain American tourist that hair in his food on NYE was good luck, also convinced Meli that I had been kicked out of the bar for fighting, and then proceeded to vomit all over the inside of her mother’s car. Needless to say, she was upset, so she woke Jorge, who didn’t believe a word of it – partially because I was not drunk when they left us, and because he knows who was on the other end of the phone. He was, however, correct. Guga, Caca & Baba continued the joke until we arrived, where immediately upon seeing me, Meli could tell I had neither been in a fight, nor had I repainted the…

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Too Loud for a Tuesday

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According to a study performed by researchers at Ben-Gurion University of the Negev… Sustained exposure to loud workplace noise may affect quality of sleep in workers with occupational-related hearing loss. The wait-staff at Güero’s Taco Bar here in Austin should, um, listen up. I had dinner last week with some friends and couldn’t hear myself chew over the extremely loud table of women behind us. “Of women” may seem like an unimportant detail, but they took a jab at men (and dogs), so I felt obligated. What was worth an amplified conversation? Show tunes, hot guys in cellphone pics, the best scenes from Dirty Dancing, upcoming movies, and how to treat men and dogs. According to the Güero’s girls social club, (not their official name), you have to let them, (men and dogs), think they are in control, but keep them on a short leash. If their absurd conversations weren’t so entertaining, we would have moved tables before dinner was…

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Workaholic

By | FYI, Humor | One Comment

Most of my time spent between the hours I’m horizontally hibernating approximately three feet from the floor, I’m working. I love 88% of my job. The other 12% of the time, things irk me. Thinks like misspelled words: “ThNks” (just got that in an email), “publically” (in a a press release I proofed – submitted by a woman with a degree in publical relations), and “attendince” (seriously?). Spelling errors are closely followed by excessive use of the reply-all option, poor grammar, and people who insist on putting paper in the trashcan directly beside the recycling bin. One would think the sign I made and taped above it would deter this behavior, but no. Another thing I am less upset about, but just don’t understand, is lack of attention to detail. Take pride in what you do. If I put my name on something, I want it to be creative, accurate and effective. Don’t cut corners and don’t do a half-ass…

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A Maritime Dentist’s Discovery

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Turns out magic, in fact, does not exist; however, the existence of Santa, Jesus and Nessie is yet TBD. Courtesy of a research grant from National Geographic, Martin Nweeia (and team), had the opportunity to study the male narwhal’s left tooth. Exciting stuff – especially for a dentist. They discovered the tooth is used to interpret the environment around the narwhal, by taking measurements of barometric pressure, water temperature, motion and even detecting the presence of fish, (which is pretty much the same thing). Probably. One thing they are sure of: the tooth is capable of growing up to nine feet in length. Oceanic Tooth Fairy > Tooth Fairy. In theory. I’m still not sure why they spliced in what looks like a scene from Nat Geo’s version of Jackass at 1:11, but I love learning, and this was an interesting way to start a Friday.

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Thank You, Canada

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During my Google image search for “you’re welcome” earlier today, I came across this little gem of an advertisement for our neighbor to the north. Has anyone ever thanked Canada for Jim Carrey? Thanks!

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Chariot Races and jpg-Email

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This afternoon, I received an email from a fellow AD2ATX board member regarding the bios I recently posted to our site. In her email, she simply said, “Do you still need this?” and attached a photo of herself. Rather than typing my reply, I decided to do a Google image search for “yes” and respond using the most appropriate photo I could find. Above is what I found fitting for my reply. Apparently, It made her day. One more thing you should know about me: I love chariot races and jpg-emails. Chariot races involve two pedicabs and two groups, (willing to buy the first round of drinks for the losing team). Standard race rules apply, except the passengers are there merely to motivate, and tip, the pedaler. The last pedicab to the destination, (e.g. a bar), loses. I feel like an explanation is unnecessary, but I never know who’s reading… On that note, I’ll give you the short description of…

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Four-Loko Fuel

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Typically, alcohol and caffeine are processed by the human body and dispensed over a bowl of water. However, when the two ingredients are mixed (caffeine + alcohol) and combined with irresponsible consumption, the FDA will bypass the human body and ban it. Thus, leaving wholesalers to look for new ways to dispose of the alcoholic energy drink. To the rescue comes MXI Environmental Services in Virginia, who found a way to recycle Four Loko into ethanol fuel. True story.

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