Even though I've been rather anxious lately, there is always something that comes to your attention that makes you realize your problems aren't that bad after all.

A friend of mine who plays basketball in England is in serious doo-doo. He got into a car accident and he is now unconscious. Signs are good so far, and there is reason for cautious optimism, but it is still troubling. It was only maybe a couple of months ago he was here with us at Faherty's having drinks, me congratulating him over his championship season (btw - don't ever date a girl whose best friend is a bartender at your favorite bar - you lose no matter what).

See, when you think of a pro athlete, many things come to mind, not all of them good. Arrogant. Womanizer. Full of his own shit. Brian is a solid guy, nothing like that, and sometimes I wonder how it could happen to him instead of me. I've been rotten at times. I deserve it a lot more than he does. He's laid up, and I just have certain monetary issues to deal with.

So, if you're faithful, or even if you're not, send out some good vibes to my friend Brian, who is in England right now battling.

Bring me a bottle of whiskey when you pick me up. Por favor.

Be thankful, don't take it for granted. Drink it up like a frothy orange bottle of Spa....errr, some booze that someone besides me likes.

Gramma said life would have ups and downs. Kinda tougher to deal with when you're wearing ankle weights. Just got some news and it looks like some worries of mine are going to fade.

And, before anyone thinks I'm going all soft and mushy, fuck the golddiggers.

Thank you for your support.

I continue to ruin my future political ambitions with every journal I write. But, hey, I really wasn't too sure what to call this post, but I wanted to run with the topic since people seem to be interested.

I really won't get into the dynamic of the relationship between my friend and said hottie in too much detail, and I can't be the judge of whether or not he's getting "value" out of the relationship. What I will say though, is that if it were MEEEEEEE...........I probably would bail. But, hey, what do I know, his results are a lot better than mine. I am not really willing to put up with BS anymore (which becomes offensive to people sometimes who aren't used to it), and I'm alright with saying goodbye.

I haven't spoken with him to determine exactly how he feels about it, but I can only imagine he wasn't too happy about it. I at least helped absorb some of the pain. I know I wasn't going to pay for those drinks in full, but right or wrong, if you make a stink the jerk becomes you, instead of the entitled birds who should be the target.

See, I have no problem being nice and offering a drink to someone. The problem is that some people think of it the wrong way. They think of it as, how can I get drunk on this bastard's dime? This attitude is fairly rampant in certain circles. It is an entitlement, not a nice gesture to appreciate. This makes me turn really, really sour. I don't think people should be treated that way. I can tell you, when a chick buys me a drink it is a huge shock, and my reaction is always positive and grateful.

It's almost like people have forgotten how to do something good for someone else. They expect some kind of down payment first. they expect to get one over on someone, and they're okay with it. That's not the way I want to go through life....how about you?

How was your weekend, peeps? I hope you all had a good time. Especially those on programmer retreats. Four women, haha. That's about right. I will say though, I will say......I have "dated" a pretty good looking female programmer. It didn't work out, but at least I know there are legit dork girls out there. Fun times.

Speaking of women, I'm compelled to produce a comment to (e:Ajay)'s latest:

The confidence/arrogance thing leads us back to exactly what I referred to with my little fictional character with the right look, car, etc, and whatnot. Things, as they usually do, come full circle. What people say they want, and what they actually respond to, are not always the same, and people are easily fooled, which easily explains one of the reasons why it has become cliche to say "Why are there no good men?"

(e:Ajay) is exactly right (with age and experience comes wisdom) in that a confident man does not need to broadcast his awesomeness to the world, but somehow an arrogant SOB who does broadcast it will still often be confused for the confident man. It is not just about the material things (which if we're honest, are always important to some extent and do play a role), but what those things represent, and how his ego is projected. I can't say I fault you for this ladies, because the difference is subtle at first. Eventually, people become who they are.

Misandry, while politically correct and socially acceptable, is also about as much of a turn on as rotten foot smell, but hey that never really stops anyone.

A little story for you guys. On Friday we went out (a friend came from Philly to visit) and my best buddy brought one of his women along. Nice girl. She brought some friends along, who proceeded to drink up a nice big bill, but weren't so willing to pay for what they drank.

Now, there are a few ways to handle it. You can demand they pay for what they consumed, which results in being labeled cheapskate, regardless if you even know the people or not. You can just pay the big bar tab, but then you are an enabler and a first class chump, although you look like a "nice" guy.

If you're curious, one alternate way is to just pay over double what you owe, and make your buddy pay the rest. Morally correct? I really don't know. The whole situation was freaking weird. What would you have done?

Oh yeah, (e:Ajay) - way to go out there in SF!!