a collection of run on sentences mostly about travel, fashion, technology, formula 1, design and anything else that this worker bee in the vancouver ad industry feels like rambling on about
the blondies didn’t win but i’m ok with eric and danielle winning. they raced pretty good. i would’ve had a brain aneurysm if psycho-fake-accent-hysterics team won.
and my $.02… the final leg should not be decided by the quality of the taxi driver. the final pitstop and at least a detour and roadblock should all be within walking distince of each other so that the team’s efforts decided who wins, not the transportation method.
i’ve got a new tv…it’s big…it makes my eyes bleed…i can see the individual pores on jessica alba’s nose…
i can’t remember where i read it or who wrote it but somebody posited the idea that our identities can be divided three ways:
1. the person we think we are
2. the person others think we are
3. the person we think other people think we are
and it is this third area of our identity that drives us in our shopping decisions as we buy things to create an identity that we think other people will agree with or like
with this idea in the back of my head for the past week, going shopping has been a decidedly conflicting affair. i don’t like it. i want to go back to just buying things without thinking about it. mindless consumerism is great.
interesting little article about what doctors are figuring out about when the body actually dies and its implications for cpr and resuscitation.
today marks the first day of my new found unemployment. employment however did go out with a bang…to the tune of 8 hours on the patio of the reef and more pitchers of mojitos than i care to remember. luckily my drinking powers remain undiminished and i was fortunate enough to puke onto my brand new mark gonzales superskates. s-m-r-t