Boston You're My Home

So I know that I haven't really been good about blogging lately. I just got done with a huge event for work and then we spent this past weekend in Beantown. (You can view the photos of the trip here and here.) I have to admit it was a little bit hard to come home after such a wonderful vacation. Justin's friend Greg was such a wonderful host and we couldn't have asked for a better Red Sox v. Yankees game to go to.
I miss it there so much! The people, the city, the lifestyle, the Red Sox caps everywhere. It made me want to move back right then and there. Justin agreed that it would be a great place for us to be and felt alot better that he could move out there and start his business there because Greg and his roommates had contacts in the business to do so.

So where does that leave us now? Well, I am on Craigslist today looking for lofts, etc. Maybe, just maybe, we will finally find somewhere that we both want to be! Oh and I hear they have a pretty good baseball team! Though it will be hard to give up the 1st place Tigers!

Moving Back

So J and I started talking yesterday about moving back to the east cost. I was asked to come back to the company that I used to work for before my dad passed away, but more than that both Justin and I really are just sort of played out on the whole Metro Detroit thing. I am excited where this takes us. We will be in Boston at the end of April and I am going to spend some time out there looking for a loft and meeting with my old co-workers. Who knows where this is going to take us but I am really excited about it.

I am even more excited that he really wants to do this. For it to be his idea before I even brought up the job opportunity was great. I know when we first met we both talked about moving out there. To see it start to come together is even better!

Oh and Pete Rose was great last night on Bill Maher. I highly recommend checking it out!

Why I Hate Them Continued

Must read last post to think this is funny:

I just thought everyone would find the email that he sent in December regarding New Years to be oh so funny...once again if we can't do it then no one should. Everyone just bow down to us! Fuck you if you ever think I am going to be like that! And that is all I have to say about that:

December 23, 2005:

A reading from the first letter of Zeus to the Drinking Team: (Totally douche if you refer to yourself in this manner in an email! Anyone else with me on that one?)

In light of the new finacial estimates I believe Brittany and myself out for
Toronto. We have, however, come up with a alternative for others like
ourselves. We are opening our house for a preparty ( I know that puts us
over the limit for friends over, but hey, Nate alone puts us over the
limit). Around 7 or 8, or whenever is deemed neccissary, we shall be
chauffeured by the drunk tank to a local drinking establishment to make
complete fools of ourselves by dancing and drinking. We could then walk
home or get a taxi. Either way HOME is the key word. No expensive hotel.
No expensive party tickets. No 5 hour drive.

Britt and I are thinking Boogie Fever. (The lamest bar in Ferndale or in general..you take your pick!) We have not been there in a while
and it should be good for dancing and drinking and yes, Chris, you still
might be able to pick up hookers given the proximity to 8 mile. (Yes because I love spending New Year's Eve at a bar that I could go to on any given Friday!)

Just a thought, but I don't need to drive 5 hours and pay $300 to hang out
with you guys. (I know I should be paid $300 to hang out with these idiots!) I do that every day for free. Let me know what you think.

Week from Hell

So this very well could be the week from hell. It is really such a shame because I was excited about this week. I was excited that I have been really focused lately on Justin and I. Not our relationship in the traditional sense of things but about our future...careers, moving, money, etc. It has taken away a lot of the resentment I was starting to feel.

Then came Tuesday...

On Tuesday morning I received this wonderful email from Justin's supposed best friend: (bold is my own commentary on the subject)

Well, Michelle, I am sorry that it had to come to this. I have to write you an e-mail because you will not return anyone's phone calls and I don't know if Justin even gets the message. (He has called us once since the first week in February but whatever!) So I am writing this to get everything off my chest. I think this grudge you are holding is ridiculous. Brittany and I were and still are willing to forgive you for all those nasty things you said about us when you were talking to Lyzz before new years. (What? The things that I said that were true about them...like they can't do anything unless it is their way, that they have both been nothing but rude to me and make me feel uncomfortable...I said them on purpose because they were true!) We were standing right there and heard everything that was said. (No shit! Why do you think I said them?) Then when Brittany tried to talk to you about it you denied everything. (The bitch pinned me in my bathroom, at my house, at 2:00am on New Years Eve, when she was not welcome in my home in the first place, to talk about how she has no friends in Detroit and we were going to raise our kids together or whatever she was blabbing about! Seriously we aren't in college anymore and I was never the girl who had conversations in the bathrooms when I was there!) We don't even care about that though. (If you don't then why are you bringing it up?) It is water under the bridge. All I really care about is my best friend, Justin. It is kind of sad that I saw more of him when he was living with his mom in Oxford and when I was living in Chicago. Now, when we live within walking distance of each other, I have seen him about three times in the last six months. It sucks that someone that I was considering for my best man will not even call me back now. Why is that? What has changed? We have not. (You're so right...It is me the heartless bitch that has changed everything!) Justin, Britt and I have all been together since juniors in college and now somehow Justin doesn't like us anymore? (Yes precisely! He has grown up and you haven't! Black jokes, and drinking at Mike's house every weekend...not cool anymore!) I find that hard to believe. If there is something else going on let us know. I have talked to a lot of the other guys and they are feeling the same way. (One other guy does not constitute "a lot" by the way!) I do not want to lose a friend, my best friend, because of a stupid new years eve party. Please have Justin call me. I would really like to sit down and talk to him somewhere. We really need to see if we can figure this out now before it is too late.

So I of course replied to the email as such:

Justin actually controls my cell phone. He has it in his possession at all times and I rarely use it. He has received all of your voicemail messages and has actively chosen not to respond to them.

This is something that needs to be settled by the two of you. I have nothing to do with his decision to not call you back.

The two of us have made an active decision not to hang out with anyone for the past couple of weeks because putting together Justin's books for his business, getting his taxes finished, and finding a loft downtown have been bigger priorities for us. I don't feel that either of us need to justify that decision to anyone.

And then got this back:

I think you missed the point of the letter. (I didn't miss the point, trust me on that one!) It was not an attack on you or asking you to justify anything. (Yes it was! Don't try to back out of your accusation now!) We are all busy but still have time to at least call people back. (Don't you get the hint when someone doesn't!) And I only wrote you because I know you check your e-mail and I don't think he does. (My ass that is the only reason you wrote it to me!) You do not have to be so defensive. I am trying to make peace. (Peace...like George Bush makes Peace?)

I honestly can not think of anything funnier and more immature than this email. I was sort of reminded of those days back in high school where shit like this happened. And then to top it all off all that kept going through my head was a comment that my friend Jocelyn once made when I lived in DC "E-mail is not a valid form of communication."

What a fucking copout! I don't understand why he wasn't willing to just say it to my face, in front of Justin for that matter, that he feels I am the reason that Justin doesn't talk to him anymore. (No sarcastic undertone there!) I mean it is obvious in the email that is what he was implying and to try and cover it up with "I was just trying to get in touch with him" in the second email was bullshit! Does he think I am stupid and wouldn't pick up on it? Honestly!

And speaking of honesty...my shady boss that I have told you all the wonderful stories about (Like he tells me he knows the President or he charged his roof on the company credit card...yes, we are a non-profit) tried to accuse me of lying to him about coming in for two hours one weekend about a month ago. This just happened about an hour ago. Is he being serious? I told him that I didn't need to be accused of lying and that I was leaving the room. Which I did and I have been sitting in my office with the door closed for the last hour and plan to finish the rest of the day like that.

What a wonderful week, huh? And to think I am still optimistic about things to come. I just wish sometimes that I could go back to the east coast and move into the loft of my dreams with Justin and our dog. I know that I would be so much happier out there with other fun, young people and not stuck in Detroit with a crazy boss and the best friend from hell! ARRRGGGGHHHH!

Life, Love and Four Words

I realize that I haven't posted here in quite sometime so I guess I will use this post to do a little life recap and a little thinking about the future.

First of all last week's Valentine's Day was nice. Yeah, I used the word nice. Justin did a great job of cooking me dinner and spending time with me that night but for some odd reason I really wish we had done something else. Ok, I know what you are about to say, "You should be thankful for what you have!" and really I am. I just wish that Justin would think outside of the box sometimes. When we were first dating he used to always say the right things to me and take me out to dinner. Now that we are living together we never go out to eat just the two of us and especially not to somewhere fancy. He conviently never has money when it is Sweetest Day, My Birthday, Christmas, Valentine's Day...I guess I just want a little romance in my life. Some that I didn't have to suggest!

Second, I fucking hate my job. I hate it. More than I hated my job with the Pistons, more than I hate Kobe Bryant, more than I hate Justin's old best friend. I hate my job! My boss is crazy, steals money from the organization and is a pathological liar. Can you blame me for hating it so much? I have never come home from work and been so tired everyday from the verbal abuse that I get in the office from my boss.

So with that being said I am once again beginning to try and figure out where my life is taking me. I feel that Justin and I need to start making decisions about our future. If there is such a thing as our future. (I sometimes think I have given up part of my "I" to be a part of this "we" and it has been frustrating.) I am starting to sit down and write down my life goals and what makes me happy so that I can focus on myself for a bit. I need to be focused on my career, but more importantly on what I want out of life. How can I expect to be happy when I don't know what I want. (I hate being the kids of the hippie generation! None of us are happy!) It has been hard for me in this respect because Justin loves having his own company and I wish we lived in Boston. How we are going to compromise on this one should be interesting.

But no matter what is going on in my life right now at least I get to utter these four words at least: Pitchers and Catchers Reported!

Super City, Super Bowl

I honestly can't tell you how much I fell in love with my city again this weekend. I fell in love with motown again. I fell in love with Kid Rock, Em, KISS and the White Stripes. I fell in love with Woodward, with the skyline, with the people that frequent the streets of Detroit. And more than anything I am proud and excited for the city that I call home. I am excited for all the things that this city has in store. So to everyone out there in cyberspace, come, visit and share in the excitment that the Super Bowl brought to Detroit.

Now....Are you ready for some football? I have put together three photo albums on my website (link to the right) that show photos from the whole week. Now I am just waiting for my friend Mel and her scrapbooking talent to help me with some ideas of how to put them into some sort of scrapbook.

Coretta Scott King

Today is yet another sad day in American history. This morning it was announced that Coretta Scott King, wife of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., passed away. Though I wasn't alive during the rise of the Civil Rights movement I am definitely part of the next generation, whose responsibility it is to carry out what everyone fought so tiredlessly for.

With her and Rosa Parks passing and tomorrow being the first day of Black History Month I started thinking to myself...What has my generation really done to keep the fire of Dr. and Mrs. King's words alive?

We tend to sit aloof watching this president take 18 and 19 year old men and women to war, allowing them to risk their lives everyday and he can't even give them or their families a good reason why they are there, dying so senselessly at an astounding rate.

We tend to sit aloof watching on our little cable boxes the struggles of low income (poor) people as they couldn't even afford to find a way out of the city during Katrina. And instead of just helping them with monetary donations we should be creating a national debate about our inner cities and the socioeconomic disparties of this country. Instead we feel better just donating on the internet.

I believe, in my humble opinion, all Dr. and Mrs. King wanted us to do is to treat each other as equals because under the eyes of God that is all we really are...equals. Equal despite your color, religion, sexual orientation, economic class, etc.

Our generation is so devoid of feeling because we constantly are only thinking about ourselves that we are allowing the unequal treatment of others to happen around us constantly. When is our generation going to give a damn? When are we going to be willing to stand up for what is morally right and wrong (not morally according to the Bush agenda either...the most backwards morality I have ever heard of!) When are we going to get off of our iPod's and TiVo's and actually care. If we don't then I am fearful of the future of our society, our country and its people.

The Auto Show Charity Preview

I know these photos are long overdue but I wanted to post some pictures of Justin and I at the North American International Auto Show Charity Preview. It is one of the biggest nights in Detroit (of course.) It is where all of the car company, political hot shots and over all rich people get together to drink, eat and look at cars.
Boy I love that Mini Cooper
Justin and Piston guard Lindsay Hunter (by the Bentley's of course)
(The $184,000 Bentley)

Pictures of the Puppy

Ok, everyone has asked for them and here they are...pictures of our new puppy.

Sorry I would have had them up here sooner but it looks like blogger.com didn't want to be my friend last night.

Mr. Fenway

And then there was Fenway

So this weekend Justin and I did something out of the ordinary for the two of us. We got up on Saturday morning (after a long night at the Charity Preview for the Auto Show. I know that this is not a big deal for anyone other than Detroiters but wait till I post some photos of the cool new cars up here) and spontaneously decided that it was going to be the day that we purchased a dog. Yeah you heard me right, a dog!

I have wanted a dog since I was 10, but my mom never let my brother or I have pets (the goldfish we brought home from the fair and the ducks I hatched in Bio in high school don't count) so this day has been coming for awhile now. I really just couldn't believe that we did it together.

This is a huge step in this relationship for me. I know that all my friends tell me that Justin is the right one but to know it and start acting on that have been more difficult for me than expected. The decision plays a bigger role in our relationship than I think it leads on to.

Let me explain further...
First, Justin always thinks everything through about 20 times before it gets done. You should see the two of us in Target! I am the one who is like "these chairs would be great for the dinning room table," and he sort of looks at them, doesn't say anything and then moves two aisles over and we forget about it. He is so damn picky about everything. We had been discussing getting a dog for awhile and for him to just act on that decision and not be so undecided was a great thing for me.

Second, I have been working a lot on me lately, trying to figure out what I really want out of life. Why I am happy or unhappy with myself and how that causes problems in my relationship. So to go forward with buying a dog was a real big step in that direction for us. It basically indicated to me that I wanted to be something more with this man than others in the past. (You would have thought the house covered this part!)

Last, It was great to see Justin and I seeing our lives as more than something in the present. I know we talk about getting married and we talk about the future but to actually act upon that future by bringing something else into our lives is a huge deal for me. I have been so hurt by men in the past and to trust Justin enough to think about a future makes me so excited!

I know, I know...it is just a dog but for me this meant so much more. Slowly I will heal from the past and at that point I can't wait to see what this relationship has in store for me.

Girls, Girls, Girls

I don't know about the other women out there in cyberspace but I can sometimes use it to find out information that I quite frankly just don't want to see.

For example, I knew of this girl that Justin had a relationship with at one point and being the sneaky little online bitch that I am when I went to view his myspace.com page I found her on there as one of this friends. So I of course read her page and realized two things:

1) Both of us love Gore Vidal and graduated with Political Science degrees.

2) I hate knowing who the other women are.

It has left me with a bad taste in my mouth ever since I knew it was her. Could it be that I know they had some sexual past? Could it be that I think he might have wanted to be with her more than me? Could it be that we as women, always make it out to seem that no one can want to be with us.

I am definitely decision C. I think I just can't believe that Justin would have picked me, the non-snowboarder, Franklin Planner carrying, political person that I am. When will I realize that he likes that person, just plain me. As a matter of fact, he loves her. And then it is realizing that THAT girl, the one who is only on a website, has nothing on the one who shares his life with him.

I am still waiting for that day...

The New Year

So I know I am a bit late here on the posting the New Years Resolutions thing but I thought that if still posted it here than somehow cyberspace (and not just my little red Franklin Planner) would keep me true to my resolutions.

This year opposed to in year's past I felt that it was important to develop life changing resolutions. I mean most of the time people come up with things that are good for the moment but aren't really life changing things. So with that in mind I read the Time magazine People of the Year edition right before New Year's and decided that this year was going to be different. I was actually going to do three things that were going to be life changing developments for me.

First:
1) I have decided to regain my healthy living lifestyle. That means no fast food, no crap going into my system. Now this has already been hard going to the bar and having one drink if that. It is hard getting up in the morning and getting to the gym on time before work but I look at it this way...I have two options right now while I am 26. I can live a healthy life and give myself the best chance at staying alive past 50 or I can just eat shit and gain 20 and be totally disgusting. I choose A! I just watched my dad pass away because he didn't do this and I won't let it happen to me.

Second:
2)I have decided to take a mission trip to Africa and travel more this year. I realized a couple of weeks ago that I hadn't been out of the country in ages and for that matter I hadn't been anywhere outside of the midwest since last spring. So I am going to go and visit my friends across the country this year. I am going to see those ballparks I talked about in my Christmas news letter because though I have no money and will never have a savings account with more than 100 bucks in it at least I will have great memories with the ones I love. And as for going to Africa...it is about damn time I stop talking about Americans doing something for the rest of the world and actually do it myself.

Last:
3) Being inspired by my friend Jenny I have decided to read 20 books this year. I have so many great books sitting on these wonderful shelves that Justin built me in our house that haven't been read. They are just there right now to make me feel like an elitest, but I thought this year I would actually become an elitest and read them. So I leave you with the current list of selections. Some have already been read but I feel like reading them again, others I have never touched. Suggestions are of course always welcome and I will give updates as the year goes along.

1) A People's History of the United States by Howard Zinn
(How can you not want to read this book a million times?? It is about time someone actually gave a real history lesson)

2) Devil in the White City by Erik Larson
3) Watching Baseball by Jerry Remy
(It's almost that time of year again...better start getting ready!)

4) War of the Worlds by HG Wells
5) Madam President by Eleanor Clift
6) Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
7) 1776 by David McCullough
8) Three Nights in August by Buzz Bissinger
9) One Day at Fenway by Steve Kettmann
(I am hoping to get to this book at about the same time I am going to Fenway!)

10) Don't Think Like an Elephant by George Lakoff
11) Nickel & Dimed by Barbara Ehrenreich
(Had to re-read this one in order to appreciate her new one. By far one of the best books I have read.)

12) Bait & Switch by Barbara Ehrenreich
13) I am Charlotte Simmons by Tom Wolfe
14) Imperial America by Gore Vidal
(My favorite author...also check out Perpetual War for Perpetual Peace and Dreaming War)

15) Hegemony or Survival by Noam Chomsky
16) The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison
17) The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown
(I am finally giving in and reading it like the rest of the world...trying to before the movie comes out and ruins it.)

18) On Bullshit by Harry Frankfurt
(One of the best rhetoric books I have read.)

19) Women Who Make the World Worse by Kate O'Brien
(Just couldn't pass up reading some conservative full of shit women...Can't wait till some man takes her job.)

20) Are Men Necessary by Maureen Dowd
(Reading it to get over #19)

The Ferndale Drinking Team

I know that I haven't posted in awhile and that probably those who read on a regular basis have left me now, but I know there are some folks out there who are still interested in the useless things I have to say.

So here is what I have to say on this 6th of January (the Epiphany and First Quarter Moon if you will...I knew that Happy Bunny calendar in my office would serve me right.) I have started another blog with the fellow members of the Ferndale Drinking Team and I think you should check it out.

We should have some photos from New Year's Eve and our Christmas Sweater Party up there sometime soon.

Ode to Thanksgiving Eve

So I have been seriously slacking on my blogging skills lately due to the job and current moving drama, but today as it snows outside on this day before Thanksgiving (and I am the only one still stuck at work) I decided to write a little bit about my favorite holiday:

Thanksgiving Eve

So why is Thanksgiving Eve my favorite holiday...

1) It is the biggest bar night of the year. It is the one time of the year where everyone just decided to get in their SUVs and Hummers and drive their semi-drunk asses to the bar to get even more tanked and then attempt to drive home in the SNOW! I mean if that isn't a great holiday then I don't know what is!

2) It is an opportunity to give thanks to the gourgeous men in your local community. I mean for one night out of the year they get all dressed up in their striped shirts and Express Jeans to spend a little money on the ladies in this world hoping that the ladies will just give a little thanks back and go down on them in their car in the parking lot!

3) Last but not least...It is an opportunity to run into all those fucking idiots you went to high school with who want to know all about what you are doing not because they care but because they want to tell you how cool their life is! My philosophy is if I really cared what you were up to I would have stayed friends with you in the first place!

As it snows here in the Metro Detroit area and I am writing this blog I am beginning to get eager to watch all of Justin's male friends (Chris, Mike, Jamie...) attempt #2 above with all my friends that I have invited to go out to the bar tonight. Oh how great it is when you have become your boyfriend's friends pimp! And where do I fit into all of this? I will be drunk alongside my man knowing that no matter if my ass is big or I throw up outside the bar he is going home with me!

Happy Thanksgiving Eve! I hope that everyone out there gets the chance to dance to a little Ashlee Simpson for me tonight! Or in Jayna's case Kung Fu Fighting!

Oh and I will post photos from tonight online this weekend...new haircut and all!

Busta Move

I am sure that everyone has thought that I fell off the face of the planet lately but really I have been just super busy with my retarded job and working on this house of mine. I have to say that domestic living isn't necessarily where it is at. I don't forsee me being the next June Cleaver...though I do cook dinner every night for Justin and I! I might not be June but I am definitely Rachel Ray!

On that note, I felt like blogging because last night I went to a Karaoke bar for the first time in something like a year and of course Justin's crazy friends, Cousin Mike, Chris, Jamie and Joel convinced me that singing Busta Move would be a good idea.

I have to say that I am not as good of a white rapper as I thought I was, but the greatest part of the evening is that in two weeks we are going to do it again.

I will be sure to post pictures from the upcoming Karaoke night where I will be found by Simon Cowell and starring in next season's American Idol!

Why do we have to have boyfriends?

Sometimes I hate my boyfriend and today is one of those days. This past week Justin chose to go over to his friend's house and help them tile their place before their carpet was laid on Friday.

You are probably thinking to yourself...Michelle that is fine he was just helping out a friend! Did I forget to mention to all of you out there that we have a bathroom in which Justin has ripped all the tile off the walls and floor and has not gone with me to choose the new tile so we can lay it and be able to shower normally for the first time since we have moved in? Did I also forget to mention how much I dislike his friend? His friend has been nothing but impolite to me since the day I have met him and Justin's excuse to me for his rudeness is, "He'll come around."

I am sorry but I just don't have any patience for it. I am waiting to move my clothes and things into the space but because Justin has a million projects going as well (one of them not being the dishes by the way!)I haven't even been able to do that.

I am finally at my boiling point. I have clamly discussed it with him twice this week and then we have had two serious arguments about this. There is a point in time where certain priorities just have to be number one and I am beginning to find out where this house and myself fit into that priority list. The problem is that the house and I are underneath Justin always having to be the guy to do everything for his lousy, no good, asshole friend! Sometimes I wish that he would just grow some balls and tell people No! But I guess that will be the day...

And on that note I am going to check my email and get the heck out of this office! Too bad my weekend will be spent at a party with Justin and some of his no good friends (DISCLAIMER: Only the one friend sucks! All the rest are just great! Oh except the one who lives in New York...he sucks too!). I really wish I could come up with an excuse like I am allergic to Halloween costumes so that I didn't have to go. I hate that they are ruining my favorite holiday!

Bono is a God!

Yesterday I went with Justin's friend Jaime (I feel that after last night he can officially be my friend too) to see U2 in concert here in Detroit!

Once again they totally exceeded my expectations. They have by far put on the two best shows I have ever seen in my life. I felt like Johnny Drama from Entourage when Bono came out of the stage at the beginning of the show. He couldn't have been two arm lengths away from me. Seeing the sweat beading down his face and listening to his voice utter some of the most amazing lyrics of all time I just couldn't help but fall in love with them all over again.

Everytime I go to see U2 in concert I feel inspired to make a difference in this world. Not only are they musical geniuses' but they are the world's biggest humanitarians. And because of them I have spent the day organizing an event in Michigan benefiting the ONE campaign. I urge everyone to go the site and sign the declaration! It is so important to eliminate poverty, Third World debt and AIDS in this world. He reminded me of what a wonderful place this world can be if only one stadium of 22,000 people could make that much noise to change it!

I am so proud of all of those celebrities worldwide who are willing to lend their hand to such an amazing campaign! Now all we have to do is work together and this dream can be a reality. And I thank people like my friend's Jenny and Brendan who hooked me onto them a long time ago.

ONE love. ONE blood. ONE life. You got to do what you should. ONE life. With each other. Sisters. Brothers. ONE life. But we're not the same.
We get to.
Carry each other
Carry each other
ONE

Hey, Hey Hockey's Back

Tonight I am going to be venturing off to my first Hockey game in almost a year and a half. I have to say if you are a Detroiter you love hockey. You eat, sleep and breathe it. It is a way of life around here, but ever since our early departure in the 2004 Playoffs, the Detroit Pistons 2004 Championship and a year of no hockey, "Hey, Hey Hockeytown!" has become "Who gives a shit town!"

I know because I am one of those folks. I am more excited about tomorrow's pending Missouri v. Nebraska college football matchup (Go Tigers!) than I am about going to a hockey game in the Mayor's suite tonight. I just don't care anymore. I have changed myself from a diehard hockey fan to a person who is going for the jumbo beers and the bus ride from the Ole Shillehgh.

But how can you care? These players and owners haven't given you a chance to care because they decided it was better for them and their bottom line to be locked out last year than about what the fan, who pays an average of $45.00 a game on just a ticket, has to say about it.

Professional sports bends all of us over time after time but we love it so much we just keep coming back. So this is my pledge to stick it to the man for the rest of the hockey season...I will not purchase a ticket. I will only go if someone offers the tickets to me free of charge. I will not purchase merchandise or concessions while there. If someone else offers me a beer I will drink it glady. (Disclaimer: I should be intoxicated before I arrive at the Joe tonight) And last but not least I will not wear my Red Wings jersey and or shirts unless I am going to a game.

This might not seem like anything but I have to start somewhere. I mean the money I shell out on Detroit sports teams is crazy. And when is the last time one have them has done anything good for me. (Ok, 2002 Stanley Cup. Ok, 2004 Pistons Championship. Ok, 2005 NBA Finals. Ok, Ok, I get it some have done something.)

Corona Man

Ok so he is going to hate me forever for posting these photos on the internet but one drunken evening this summer I took these of him and I just can't help but put them up here. I mean just because he looks like a WT fool no problem.

I am Corona Man and when I made my head I couldn't even see straight to make the eye holes in the right place!

I Want To Be a Europeon Worker!

Oh my God I am going to kill everyone in my office today! I get here and no sooner have I sat down at my desk to do my morning blog search and email check than my boss comes in changing his mind on who we are going to have our marketing material designed by. Granted this shouldn't even fall under my job title but someone just left our office last week after being here for three years and her job all of a sudden became mine.

Of course lets have the new girl do everything and not hire anyone else. I mean really I just got a $5,000 pay raise that is it and I now have three jobs in one. Because that was an even trade! I can't even get a good grasp on the work or come up with the Development plan I was working on so we just don't fly off the seat of our pants any more because now I have double the work load. It just sucks knowing on Wednesday that I am going to have to come into the office this weekend.

And on top of that I have been trying to be really good at leaving work at work and home at home so that I don't totally have a breakdown. I mean moving and a new job! Crazy!

That got me wondering a bit...Why do we as Americans do this to ourselves? Why do we go crazy over jobs and positions that don't do anything back for us except fire us? Why do I have a need to be one of the Top 40 under 40 in Detroit and join the Women's Economic Club? Why do I want to be so successful in my career that I am willing to put other things (important things) to the side for it?

The problem for me is if I am not in that fast paced, crazy job I am bored out of my mind. What the heck is my problem...Do I really need counseling or am I doomed to be a yuppie, overachiever all my life?