Update

I haven't posted in a while. WTF? I was doing so well. I think it has to do with my back. Yuck. It's been hurting something awful. It feels as if some one were trying to ram a broom handle up my butt, but keeps missing and hitting me in the lower back. (They say good story telling is in the details. Ha!) Having this pain makes me feel out of it. I able to tolerate a lot of pain, and I think my body is just tired of tolerating. I thought my chiropractor was good. What I'm finding is I am still experiencing pain between visits. I do as he says; I stretch everyday, I drink a ton of water, I even begun icing and heating treatments. You get one more week Dr. Bek.

Other than that, a couple of weeks ago I went to Wondercon, in San Francisco. What a nerd fest. I loved it! A few friends from work invited me. The movie panels were the best thing. We saw them speak on 10, 000 BC, Get Smart, Disney's Wall-E, Shutter, and The New X-Files movie. A few celebrities we saw, Anne Hathaway, Steve Carell, Gillian Anderson, and David Duchovny. I must say, I was pretty impressed with Anne Hathaway. She was poised, charming, and kinda funny. Aside from some of the dumb ass questions during the Q&A portion, it was fun. They showed a lot from the Wall-E movie, and it looks very cute.

After that Sarah, and I walked around the comic book floor, but it was so crowded. There were a lot of people of course, it was the day of that big storm. We took off for the windblown, drenched streets of SF. We ate at this terribly pretentious restaurant at the Metron, called Jillians. We did some shopping afterwards and then went home.

The Sunday after I went to Vicki's Oscar party. When she said it was going to be small she wasn't kidding. She had been sick, and didn't really have time to throw together a fancy evening. I don't blame her though. The Oscars were kind of snooze anyway. By about 7:30 I was ready to go home.

Elise has been talking about her new ViSalus business. So be warned. Another multileveled marketing scheme. I wish her all the luck, but please stop pretending your not selling me something, when you obviously are.

Me: Please stop selling to me.

Elise: I'm not selling to you.

Me: Then why does it feel like a sales call.

Elise: I'm not trying to sell you on anything.

Me: Then what do you call it.

Elise: I'm just relaying information to you because I'm excited about this product. And when asked who am I going to talk about this product to, people said their mom, their sister, their husband, the people I care about most.

Me: Exactly, sales!