A little something something for shabbas...

"She's your Queen-to-be. A Queen-to-be forever. A Queen who'll do whatever his highness desires. She's your Queen-to-be. A vision of perfection. An object of affection to quench your royal fire. Completely free from infection. To be used at your discretion. Waiting only for your direction. Your Queen-to-be."

Awesome!

I saw this today for the first time.. Absolutely AWESOME!

Oh, my better half....

While having a discussion on the way to work this morning- talking about homeless people at one point..

Shaun: I wonder what hobo means, what the abbreviation means?
Megan: Hobosexual?
Shaun: (Just shakes his head)

Why I love my wife to be..

There are so many reasons why any human being that ever meets Megan would instantly love her.. but here are a few of the things that make me appreciate her every single day.

Every single morning, no matter how well or badly she has slept- I am met with big dreamy eyes and a smile that is there simply to greet me with the promise of a new and fantastic day.

Every single morning (sometimes mere minutes after we have said our goodbyes and parted ways for the day – usually within 15 minutes) I get a phone call at work “Just to see how I’m doing and tell me that I am loved.”

Without fail every single day that we don’t get to each lunch together, I am showered with either a phone call and/or an e-mail saying that lunch just wasn’t the same without me, and that it’s not fun to not eat together.

Every single afternoon- I am met with an even bigger smile than I am woken up with and have the luxury of driving home together and having a conversation as if we haven’t seen or spoken to each other in years.

Every evening is a fun (yet repetitive) cycle of figuring out if we want to cook together or go out for “something new” which inevitably turns into getting something we normally have. However, it’s just as fun and delicious because the company is happy and appreciative just to eat together.

Every night ends with sincere “I love you’s” and an even more sincere hug and kiss.

These are just a couple of examples of why I appreciate, adore, and love my wife to be.

***Please note I cut myself out of this picture because the term photogenic does not apply to me.. The term "looks like he has a slight case of Downs when asked to smile for a photo," is more applicable.

Funny conversation..

My friend Jeff and I were discussing the ozone and pollution this morning... Although my brother in law would cringe if he knew that I, as well as my friend Jeff consider myself to lean towards the Green Party and being environmentally mindful. Jeff claims to be a leftist.. but let's just say he often opens his mouth to the right... I thought that part of this mornings conversation was very funny..

Jeff and in 5-10 years I'm betting that the hydrogen cars will be out and then no one will have anything to complain about

Jeff however, I just read a report in this mornings paper that they found a huge sill of oil in Canada

Jeff the Canadians are all fucken happy I bet

shaun great

shaun that doesn't fix the ozone

shaun if they harvest oil in Canada

Jeff now all the US has to do is finally just take Canada

shaun hahah

shaun INVADE

shaun I am all for it

jeff seriously

shaun I would be move to the 51st state

shaun British Columbia

jeff I don’t know why we didn’t do it years ago

shaun I would love to live in Vancouver

Why soccer will never be accepted into the mainstream in the United States.

Please keep in mind- I am a HUGE European Football fan and GREATLY support the Netherlands side during the World Cup.

I write this entry in absolute jest, but at the same time – the sport simply does it to itself.
There are two very specific reasons that Soccer or European Football will never become a popular mass culture sport in this country.

Exhibit A: The length of the matches and the fact that a game can end in 0 – 0 tie will inevitably doom soccer in this country. The average American is conditioned to watch maybe 4 – 5 solid minutes of programming and then be saturated by 9-10 minutes of pure commercial bombardment. In addition to the Pavlovian conditioning of the average American sports spectator- as a culture- we are taught to win! The game is not over until someone has outscored, outplayed, or just plain killed the opponent. European football can go a full 45 minutes (per half) without a score and then resume and conclude in the exact same way after another 45 minutes plus stoppage time. The matches are usually presented without a break in play between the 45 minute halves, and as shown in the SWEDEN V. TRINIDAD & TOBAGO opening Match- can and will end in a 0-0 tie, thus causing the average American spectator to either:
1.Fall asleep
2.Hurt small animals
3.Hurt small animals while sleeping.

Exhibit B. The Gayness of it all..

Please see pictures for summation of point…

It's all coming up Millhouse!

You know... Every once in a while I like to stop and appreciate how fantastic my life has become. I have a really nice home that I built with my better half. I have a good job that takes of me and allows me to do many things that I have always wanted to do. I have great friends that are supportive and kind in all the right ways, my family is healthy, and I have the most amazing partner on earth- and even better, she's now my fiancee.

So to whomever I can give thanks other than those immediately around me- Thank you!

A Meggles kind of celebration.

Yesterday was a really special day for Megs in regards to work. Megs will be moving onto a new position with Kaiser Permanente starting next week, and in that spirit her current department with Novartis threw Megs a farewell/engagement party.

I was invited as secret guest because the engagement party was for me as well. Megan truly worked with a special group of people who sent her off with a fantastic celebration and some beautiful gifts. It was really touching to once again reaffirm what a positive impact Megs has on people. Every attendant gave her a big hug and thanked her for everything she had done to make their day to day more pleasant and accomplished.

Kudos Kosterofsky… Kudos…

America loves to be hated.

While I agree with the sentiment.. Why does no one ever tell this country to mind it's fucking business?

There are NUMEROUS sex scandals that involve both prostitution and under age sex slaves that amass themselves in the United States, so where exactly does this country get off making "friendly suggestions" or "warning" anyone?

Oh right.. we're morally righteous and above reproach.. I forgot..

I think someone needs to remind the government and Christian Right that no matter how much they wish it weren't the case- they are NOT THE SAME POLITICAL BODY! Or are they?

BART

Is not only the name of the Bay Area subway and commute system in San Francisco, but also the sound I believe most people make when throwing up. I happen to ponder this because today I am REALLY not feeling well. I was woken from a deep sleep last night around 3AM thinking I was passing a kidney stone. That old familiar fun time pain was searing.. but differently.

I wasn't able to urinate at all until mid morning at work today- and I honestly think I passed a stone at that point. That particular pain has subsided- but my bladder is on 20-minute rotations since that, and won't stop. Additionally- I forgot my badge in Megs car this morning and have been running to the rest room asking co-workers for their badge.. To top this off I have a splitting headache- and feel like I have been run over by a truck..

The short summation of this overall feeling and day...

BART