Monday, May 4, 2009

Time to make WEE

Ever wonder what people are thinking by blogging? Is it self gratification? Is it to pass time because you are bored? Or is it to publish something to use as a future reference. I recently read a paper written by a talented senior at USC, and in the paper, one of the works cited numerous times was her blog.

This was such a revolutionary idea, that I had to blog about it. There is a lot of opportunity out there, and I would like everyone to know that I will be the name in the ranks of billionaires. Just trust me, follow me on Twitter, Facebook me, and blog about me.

Just do it. Nike.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The Facebook Update


For anyone who does not know what Facebook is... what am I saying? Everyone knows what Facebook is. So when I log on to Facebook one of the many times a day i do, I see the new developments in my "friends'" lives.

While I have welcomed Facebook with open arms, and utilized the many REAL benefits of it such as reaching out to people to come to a fund raising event, or party or just to hang out. The truth remains that Facebook legitimizes the way human sexual behavior takes place. I am not going to go into detail about my personal life or anyone else's for that matter; however, when I see girls and guys constantly updating their profiles, pictures, or status's several times a day, it becomes somewhat of an advertisement for that person.

The key to advertisement is that if you say something enough, it starts to become true. This is true about 99.9% of things out there in life. I don't need a Snuggie, but because I've seen the commercial more than several times, it seems like an item I absolutely cannot live with out.

On Facebook, the same concept exists, except that it is about relationships. People are programmed to see and respond. If you are logging onto Facebook for 2 minutes 10 times a day (you know it's at the very least that), and you see the same 3 or 4 girls or guys in your news feed, they are now for sale in your mind and to everyone else who is seeing them.

These people may or may not be "bad" products, however, they are not necessarily "good" products, they are merely available. To relate this to the importance of sexconomics, these people are in large supply and thus cheap. The more pokes, comments, messages sent to them increases the demand and thus increases their value.

If and when the right amount of supply and demand is met, translating into "social equilibrium," we are all free to proceed to frolic.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Rules

Shocking that it's taken me this long to get back into the world of blogs. November of 2008! Really?

So now the question is, where have I been? What have I been doing? Oh I wish I could tell you... I've noticed that people use their blogs to pontificate their "sense of humor" or give the world their take on something. That is fine, in the world wide web, you can find anything you want, and that is why most blogs are boring.

I would like to talk about rules. Society is made up of people who live their lives by waking up, going to work, interacting with co-workers and colleagues, going to the gym, eating, paying bills, watching TV and going to sleep.

The major part that I left out is that people always have one or more things on their list of daily activities that may or may not be disclosed. This is where the rules come in: I really don't care to hear about why you have been rejected so many times by a "certain" type of girl. I especially don't want to hear about "your" reasons for not going out with "certain" girls (we all know that you are now being passive aggressive by giving us your reasons).

Back to the rules. Guys should always have their friend's backs, literally and figuratively. You do not go into unknown waters without someone who you can trust, otherwise you may never return. A guy can never let his or her guard down, doing so can be detrimental, which means always bring your A game, or don't come out at all. One of the worst things a "friend" can do is be your wingman for the night, but decide to not drink and then complain to you the whole night. Not only is that not cool, but it's totally... well, uncool.

Last week, one of my friends called me and told me about his "terrible night." I figured it was a night that consisted of him being rejected by 1's and 2's... it was much worse. My friend was dragged to a party filled with a bunch of hipsters (read losers) where his friend who dragged him refused to drink. Now I fully understand someone who doesn't want to man up and drink, but if you aren't going to drink, then sit back and enjoy the ride... this was the party you wanted to go to, it's not like anyone put a gun to your head.

Also, guys, if you didn't do anything wrong, never apologize. It doesn't help.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

George's Downfall

Have you ever wondered how you got that girl? Not the girl you got who you wished was a four and half the next day. That was not getting anything -- except laughed at by your friends.

I'm talking about the "it" girl. The girl who you would chase, but you are smart enough not to, because everyone else is chasing the same girl.

George was a soft spoken, hardworking individual who worshiped girls, yet that was never reciprocated in the way he wanted. He was not desperate for the physical gratification of sex he was yearning for a relationship. It sound preposterous, but it's true. He wanted to have the companionship of a girlfriend and maybe some physical gratification, maybe. George just didn't get it.

When George gained enough confidence to walk up to a girl at a party and talk to her, he would shower them with compliments, buy them a drink, do all the things that you should not be doing. We've all made mistakes like this before, but the important thing is that we walk away from them having learned something. For some reason George never learned his lesson.

In the event that George got a number, he would call and ask them out on a date. He would normally go all out and by all out I mean dinner at a mediocre restraunt. There is nothing wrong with going out to eat, but not a first date. Girls have to earn their dinner.

That does not mean you can't spend money on a first date, it means you have to do drinks and a fun activity. Something that you can talk and interact. Dinner is something formal, there is no good interaction for a first date. Think about it, many interviews are conducted at restaurants-- this is a question and answer session; we're not in college anymore, you've grown up!

You have to be able to show the girl who has already accepted an invite that you can do more than just eat. Going to drinks is what works the best, that way you will both enjoy yourselves no matter what. It gets some energy into the conversation, talking about drinks is also a great thing, because funny stories will always come of this topic.

If it turns out not to be the "it" girl, you are ok, nobody got hurt and nobody ever regrets a drink, you might regret dinner.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

The Rubiks Cube

I got a Rubik's cube a few weeks ago, and I decided to try it. I've seen only one person do it live in my entire life. People always say how easy it is, but still in my life I have only seen one person do it: Niv Fishbein.

So I started fiddling around with the 3x3x3 colored box twisting it every way, thinking that at some point I will get there.

I was wrong. My friends would watch me do struggle with this cube, and I would become more and more comically frustrated; however none of my friends were doing it.

I am not saying they are not capable of doing it, I'm sure one can teach a monkey how to do it. The fact remains that none of my friends were doing it. Some of my friends conceited that they would not be able to do it, but they would challenge me.

If you are just starting to understand who I am, I take these challenges seriously. I will not give up no matter how hard it may be. I am not saying that this is my life's goal, but it is something that I will get done. I am starting to get a good grasp of these cubes, and how they fit with each other.

The bottom line is: being stubborn.

NO. FAILURE. ALMOST.

None of those words mean anything to me, the only time these words will be said by me are in the context of "No problem.", "That bank was a failure too.", and "Almost Famous" a great movie.

The point that I am trying to get across, is that when I succeed I don't want that pat on the back, I don't want the recognition, nor do I want anybody to be surprised.

I will succeed and move on to my next thing. I will keep going because that's the only thing I know how to do. I do not need to make "to do lists"...

When all the colors to the Rubik's cube find themselves in perfect order, I will consider that normal. If someone is impressed by it, that's not normal. Perfection to me is the only way to get something done.

Sleep is for the weak. People can't be stressed out by life, because that is just another excuse for failure. I said I don't do that!

One of my mentors, James Brecher, said, "If you say something enough, people will start to believe it."

Maybe that was supposed to be a secret, however, since very few people actually read this blog, because they are too busy to be entertained or educated in a better way I am not too worried.

I don't waste my time blogging about other people. This is me. What you do, who you know and how you got there doesn't matter to me. I will see you when I see you.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

You wanted more...

Motivation is the driving force of the world. When I first started blogging, I was not sure where it would take me. Maybe personal gratification, maybe publicity, nobody knows.

However, I was motivated. When I want to do something I do it. I do not wait around for something to happen, I make it happen.

My objectives have not changed at all throughout my entire life. I want to make a lot of money, be healthy and make other people happy.

Tall order? No. How do I get this done? How did I get this motivated? The answers are below, you just need to keep reading.

My experience as an undergraduate at USC was amazing, I would not have traded it in for anything.

I just came from my accountant, he says that I owe a TON of money to the government. That sucks. First, I don't think the government is doing a good job, and I have not signed any contracts with them guaranteeing anything. They are supposed to guarantee me life liberty and property. I am bound by law to pay my taxes which I will do. Yet, very, very hesitantly.

I asked my accountant, "Why should I pay my taxes?" He responded, "Because I don't want you to go to jail."

That's the best answer I can get? If I don't pay, I could go to jail... real motivation.

There are six levels of moral development that people should be trying to achieve.
Level 1 (Pre-Conventional)
1. Obedience and punishment orientation
(How can I avoid punishment?)
2. Self-interest orientation
(What's in it for me?)
Level 2 (Conventional)
3. Interpersonal accord and conformity
(The good boy/good girl attitude)
4. Authority and social-order maintaining orientation
(Law and order morality)
Level 3 (Post-Conventional)
5. Social contract orientation
6. Universal ethical principles
(Principled conscience)
According to these levels, my paying taxes is a combination of reward (or lack thereof) and punishment and authority and social-order maintaining orientation.
That is not where I should be. I am now going to pay taxes from money that I honestly earned to pay for the criminals in jail who are getting three meals a day and all the excersize they want!
Great deal. If I don't pay taxes, then other tax payers will bail me out. The government has bailed out thieves already, I don't see a difference.
Bottom line is: I paid my taxes. Was I motivated to pay them? Not really, but I know that it is the right thing to do.

I will continue to be driven and successful, but something needs to be done about taxes.



Wednesday, July 2, 2008

It's the Most Wonderful halftime of the Year

Cliche title, I know. But it works. Now that 2008 is half over, I can recap the first half of the year in just about three things: the price of oil and gas, the Lakers losing to Boston (that will be my only mention of that thing ever), and of course the upcoming election.



Not that I have taken any scientific polls, but it seems to me and many of my peers that 2008 has been flying by. A New York minute is just that fast and a "hot minute" is still one hour (Thank you HJO).



As people who are part of society, it is important to know one's roll in society, but at the same time, it is essential to enjoy life. Now, don't get me wrong, I love America, and would not change my life here for anything else in the world; yet when I speak to Europeans they happen to be enjoying life a lot more than us these days. Maybe it's because the dollar is so weak compared to the EURO, maybe it's because Europeans take 6 week vacations at the bare minimum for the summer - only to come back to work and go on strike!



It has been said that time flies when you are having fun, it's true, but I haven't neccessarily had more fun in the first six months of any calendar year than in years before, nor have the first halves of previous years been shitty.



I am looking forward to all the exciting things that are about to happen during the second half of the year: Save A Brain Foundation's first annual gala will take place towards the end of the calendar year (please visit: http://www.saveabrain.org), one of my best friends, Yoni Braun will be getting married at the end of the summer, and there will be a new leader elected by the people of the United States.

The best part of the election is that it will be done legally, not with government corruption and murder. All in all, we all will be able to look back at 2008 and say that it was a good year. Oil will still be up, the Lakers will be back on top, and the world will still be in turmoil just with a different leader.

In a few weeks there will be several opportunities to contibute to Save A Brain Foundation. Just visit http://www.saveabrain.org and all the information will be up soon!

halftime's over, now get back to work!