Post Workout Bliss

Hey dudes.... and female dudes. What's the female word for dude? Is it dudette? You know, like smurf and smurfette? Idk, I guess it would be "chick" in today's slang terms... like how there's "niggas" and "bitches", "ladies" and "gentlemen".... there's dudes and chicks. Haha... my first two examples contrast each other a lot. So here I am, in day 3 of Rubes' Weight Loss Challenge. I just finished a workout and it feels awesome. I forgot about that tired-but-happy feeling I get after a good workout. I got new computer speakers, they're pretty good... very clear sound, and it can get pretty loud. It also came with a nice size sub woofer... for all my woofing needs. I have a confession to make... and after I make it I know I'm gonna lose a shitload of man points, you know, the points that you are rewarded for manly things and are taken away for non-manly things. So yeah I'm gonna lose a lot of man points after what I'm about to say, but oh well. The cat's about to come out of the bag. And once he comes out, there's no going back. So here it is: I'm going to the American Idol concert tomorrow. There, I said it. You happy? HUH?! YOU HAPPY, FUCKER?! Lulz.... but yeah I'm going with the fam... the tickets were a present from me and my sis to my mom, cuz my mom is a huge American Idol fan.

So John Hughes died recently... I honestly didn't know who he was until literally just now, but his movies were awesome! He directed a few of my favorites, such as Home Alone, The Breakfast Club, and Ferris Bueller's Day Off.

I'm still reminiscing about Michael Jackson, man.... he had so many classics, including my all time favorite, song Beat It. I actually attribute me getting hired to Michael Jackson in a way. Let me explain... you see there's a part of the Cold Stone audition where we're split up into groups and have to make up a song about Cold Stone based on any popular song we choose. My group did a spoof of Beat It. How fitting for me, its my fave song EVARRRR. So our song was a hit, and I was dancing around and singing just like Michael. I was the only person out the 30 or so people that tried out at the audition to make it past training. Coincidence? Once again, I think NOT! Haha, you know what's funny... a Michael Jackson song just came on shuffle on my iTunes.

It was such a nice day out.. everyone said it was going to rain, but they were wrong as a motherfucker... and you how wrong I think motherfuckers are ;). Or maybe you dont, depending on how long you've been reading this blog. I'm eating THE SHIT out of this apple right now... that's a funny expression, isn't it? Funny how when you add the words "the shit" in between a couple of words, it implies a larger amount of something or something to a higher degree. Like "I'm writing THE SHIT out of this blog", or "I just played THE SHIT out of my guitar." I like making it really random, like "I just fed THE SHIT out of my dog!" or "I just paid THE SHIT out of my phone bill!" Haha... someone is really excited about feeding dogs and paying phone bills. I have a lot of random stuff in my room, like, for example, a giant novelty Yankees fist/cup holder. I kid you not. It's as hilarious as it is awesome... a best friend of mine gave it to me. Here's a picture of me drinking out of it:



Lmao... something tells me I just found a new default pic. Lets see what else is random in my room.. hmm there's a racist parking sign. No, really... it says "Parking For Puerto Ricans Only, All Others Will Be Towed." I have a Chuck Norris fact list, with 25 Chuck Norris jokes on it. My personal favorite is "Chuck Norris grinds his coffee with his teeth and boils the water with his own rage." There's a Jabbawockeez mask in here, too. And then there's an ancient Chinese style ornament that i have, a cherry wood dragon. It's really awesome.... I could probably get some money for it on eBay.

Oh here's something that's also both random and awesome in my room... It's funny now that I look back at that moment... I was eating a delicious Puerto Rican dinner at Tito Puente's in City Island when i noticed my dad wasn't at the table. I paid no mind to the live salsa band playing in the restaurant. After a few minutes of being absent from the long table filled with my family, my dad reappeared and asked me to come with him, away from the table. He then introduced me to a chubby, old man with white hair who was very lively and couldn't stop talking. He was speaking spanish, so I just tuned out what he was saying, since I couldn't understand him anyway. So after the old spanish guy greeted me, he took a business card that also had directions to the restaurant, wrote something on it in a sharpie, and gave it to me. I didn't know who he was so I wasn't very excited, but my dad couldn't stop smiling at me. I read it and it said: "Ruben, Just to you, Tito Puente, '99'" I just got an autograph from one of the most prominent figures in Salsa music, ever. I still have it, 10 years later, and plan to keep it for the rest of my life. It's one of my most prized posessions. Since then, Tito Puente's in City Island changed to the "Shrimp Box," but I'll always remember it as the place where I met Tito Puente, El Rey.

Wasn't that a nice story? You see, I told you the next post would be good. I had to make up for the last few short ones. Well, I'm out until tomorrow. Later.