Monday, July 14, 2008

O Padrão's list of recommended reading...

Sorry kiddos, no wilding here... serious topics only.

Every Monday morning I am forced to face the harsh reality that I have a job and need to earn my living: fuck!

To recover from my Sunday night poker match (only lost $20 last night), which consists of 2-40's of Coors Light (CL from now on), a full-pack of Newports smoked to the filter, stunner shades, and my Yankees fitted on tilt, I read. Yes, you heard right, I read.

I read sobering shit. What better way to re-calibrate (dictionary.com) my focus from wilding over the weekend to work-life. I'm fuckin' Clark Kent in the office, only difference is I only think I'm bulletproof, which occurs after several shots of (take your pick). Sometimes I wonder what my co-workers would think of me if they knew the extent of my wildin'.

Fuck. I digressed the shit out of myself there, let's get back on track in this bitch. Here's the list of interesting and important shit you should be reading, that will inform and entertain you just enough to get you through the work day without merking everyone in the office:

  1. New York Magazine article about the rising prices of real estate in Harlem, no Rangel.
  2. NYT article about those who can see Yankee games form their roof, no more in '09.
  3. Extremely hot, Venezuelan Danyana Mendoza is Miss Universe: JESUS.
  4. Anhueser-Busch is being bought by InBev, maker of Stella. More accessible beer the better
  5. 3 Million new iPhones projected to be sold in first of weekend release.
  6. An Op-Ed piece written by the man himself.com.org. I still back him full-fledged.
That's it kiddo, I'm done. I can't work now, too tired from blogging. They say the best cure for a hangover is to drink more, sooooo..... When is lunch?

To get me through the next two hours, I will be bumping this song on repeat at my desk, semi-hungover, semi-sober. Probably going to start wildin' and break something. one.

1 comment:

Mr. Aesthetic said...

I would give my left nut to be in that crowd. TIESTO BRO!