You are what you eat

It’s a good thing the phrase “You are what you eat” isn’t true, otherwise I would be a french fry filled burrito…

But I did hear something the other day that I think holds a little more truth. Someone told me if you average out the income of your five closest friends, your income is probably pretty close to that average.

While I may not have asked all of my close friends their annual incomes, I think I have a good idea of what they’re making. Let’s see if this little hypothesis works…

Friend 1: $110,000

Friend 2: $70,000

Friend 3: $28,000

Friend 4: $40,000

Friend 5: $80,000

Average salary of all five friends: $65,600.

My salary: $62,000

Whoa. I guess the theory has some legitimacy to it. I need to go find richer friends…joking…kind of. Let’s run a little social experiment today shall we and see if this works out for you too. In the comments below list the average salary of your five closest friends along with your salary. If you don’t feel comfortable sharing that information you can either just say “Yeah it worked” or “This was the stupidest blog post I’ve ever read” or you can always just comment anonymously. Is your salary close to your friends’ average?

Tomorrow I blog, today I post stupid video

Good news. I took your advice and spoke with Sister Ninja (who is a computer genius) and she walked me through how to restore my busted Macbook. It turns out my 80GB Hard Drive crapped out. Fifty dollars later, I’m up and kicking with a 250GB new hard drive (self-installed).

Saved myself a crap load of money by not panicking and buying a mac mini. Thank you all. Only problem is the wife is going to bed, and I ain’t about to make her sleep by herself 🙂

Tomorrow I SWEAR I WILL BE BACK IN FULL FORCE, with wedding pictures, stick figures, and all my PDITF shennanigans.

I’m hoping this hilarious news interview will hold you over 🙂

see you tomorrow peeps!!!

Lying is the best policy

Let’s face it. We are all liars. We sometimes say things we don’t mean for the sake of saving face. I was always told honesty is the best policy, but I’m afraid that simply isn’t true. Sometimes ya gotta lie. And here are a few situations where I have..


Am I the only person in the world that thinks 95% of newborns are gross looking? I mean a squished head, splotchy skin, awkward hair, and random fat deposits don’t come to mind when I think of the word “cute”. But for some reason, we are forced to pretend like our friends babies are. Don’t get me wrong. I have a friend (who reads this blog) whose daughter is legitimately a beautiful baby, but I also have a friend (who doesn’t read this blog) whose child is….how should I put this nicely…weird looking. Would I ever tell them that? Heck no. I may think “Good lord what is that thing”, but out my mouth comes “Ah, she’s so precious.”

People that make dumb choices:

This is a tough one to communicate without sounding like a judgmental jerk face, but I’m gonna do my best. I’m talking about the person that just bought a new car, but two weeks earlier was complaining about how broke they were. Or the person that has $100K in undergrad loans, but decides to get a masters in some random field, only because they don’t want to work, not because they actually want to use their graduate education. These people frustrate, but I am rarely in a position where I can call them out on their stupidity. This old blog post is a perfect example of how I felt obligated to pretend I was excited for a friend that bought a new car, when really I thought she was crazy!

Job Interviews:

Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying I walk in to an interview and just make up random skills and life experiences, but I’m not saying I don’t 😉 Seriously though, a job interview is your one chance to sell yourself to your future employer. Is a little withholding of the truth so bad? What about embellishing a tad to make yourself look better than you actually are? Don’t act like you haven’t done it before. I guarantee you have. Take for example the infamous interview question “What’s your biggest weakness?” Did you really tell them it’s that you are quasi-lazy and surf the internet and read PF blogs during the day (Yeah, I’m talking to you). Or did you make up some mumbo jumbo about “Well, my biggest weakness is that I am a guilty of being such a hard worker I sometimes don’t know when to say no.” Well buddy, I ain’t buying it. Welcome to the Liars Club, pull up a chair.

I’m hoping some of you will humble yourselves and share a few areas of your life where you feel like telling a fib every now and again is actually the RIGHT thing to do. Under what circumstances will you lie?

Voice of Ninja

It’s my birthday today. Hitting the big Two-Five. I guess it’s time to have a quarter life crisis 🙂 Before I do that though, I thought I would share with you all my first podcast interview. It was part of the Unlock Your Wealth Radio program. If you’d like to listen to my interview go to this link…

My first interview

You’ll see the music bar on the right hand side. You’ll want to skip forward to 32 minutes (that’s when my interview starts) by clicking about a quarter way through the “time” bar. I tried to make the interview fun, so hopefully you’ll enjoy it.

Alright it’s time for me to go partake in some birthday shenanigans. See you on Monday….if I’m still alive 🙂

Don’t forget the smaller things

Fridays are so legit. They give me warm fuzzies inside and make me want to be a happier person. You know what though? I often forget to appreciate some of the smaller things in life. I watched a YouTube video the other day of a guy that was freakin’ out during a “double rainbow” spotting, granted he was probably on some sort of drug, but nonetheless he still was appreciative of something as insignificant as a rainbow. So today I share with you all, some of the small details of life I often forget to appreciate.


For those of us that live in a developed country, we often forget roughly 1/3 of the world’s population are malnourished. While I debate having the Whiskey River BBQ Chicken Burger or the Chicken Salad Sandwich, there are over a billion people just hoping they get access to clean water. Today I’ll make a conscious effort to appreciate the ability to feed myself on demand.

Girl Ninja

Yup, I’m guilty of taking GN for granted. We’ve dated for 4 years. Been engaged for seven months. And are 30 days away from tying the knot. I want to be a pretty freakin’ awesome husband and the best way I know to do that is to tell her how much I appreciate her. While I may never understand why she loves flowers so much, I find it important to meet that need and surprise her with the occasional bouquet. I’m convinced the three ways to make a woman feel loved are words of affirmation, flowers, and a coach purse 😉


I grew up in Seattle. Obviously this means I am use to rainy weather. After living in San Diego for the last seven years, I’ve almost forgot what the stuff looks like. That was until yesterday. While everyone else I knew was b*tching about the crappy weather, I couldn’t help delight in the gray clouds and falling rain. It was a nice change of pace and much welcomed.


Yes, bagles. I bought them from the grocery store this last week and I gotta tell you, my mouth is in bagel heaven. I’m totally diggin’ the cinnamon raisin bagel and cream cheese combination right now. I haven’t bought them in probably three years, but you can guarantee they will be on the shopping list the next couple of trips. Mmmm… I think I’ll have one right now.

Alright, so there are a billion more things I’m thankful for (puma socks, craigslist, dove cucumber and green tea body soap, weekends), but I’ll shut up now and turn the mic over to you…

I know it’s not thanksgiving, but I’d love to hear some of the “smaller” things you forget to appreciate

Oh and here is that double rainbow video I was talking about…
Happy Friday!

10 random questions.

So I moved in yesterday. It was a biotch. The elevators to my complex were shut down due to some epoxy spraying on the ground level. This means I made about Eleventy-billion trips up and down six flights of stairs to get my ‘ish moved in. My back is sore, my legs are tired, I’m hungry, I need a bottle, and I want someone to come put me down for a nap.

Needless to say, I don’t have the energy to blog right now, so instead I searched the internetz for 10 random questions. Here’s what I found…

Why is a person who plays the piano called a pianist but a person who drives arace car not called a racist?

Why is the man who invests all your money called a ‘broker’?

Do bald men wash their head with soap or shampoo?

What hair color do they put on the driver’s licenses of bald men?

Why are the obituaries found in the “living” section of the newspaper?

Are one handed people offended when police tell them to put their hands up?

How can sweet and sour sauce be sweet and sour at the same time?

I thought about how mothers feed their babies with tiny little spoons and forks
so I wondered what do Chinese mothers use? Toothpicks?

If Fed Ex and UPS were to merge, would they call it Fed UP?

What if you’re in hell, and you’re mad at someone, where do you tell them to

Pretty tricky questions huh? Have any clever responses to any of them? Or have any other questions we should ponder during our 4th of July weekend? Drop ’em in the comments below!


Are you dependent?

Today is moving day!!!! Since, I’m moving out of my current apartment and in to my Ninja Lair I had the cable and internet turned off. That means I’m totally being a wifi whore and stealing internet from one of my neighbors open connections. I’m a criminal.

For the first half of the day, I couldn’t help but feel extremely pathetic. I realized I am completely dependent upon an internet connection. Ew. That makes me feel gross just saying it, but it’s true. I could barely function. I contemplated painting my nails black, my face white, and writing poetry. Yeah, I was just that emo.

I decided to make a list of things I couldn’t imagine living without…

1. Air, water, food, shelter, blah blah blah…self explanatory

2. Internet. What the heck would I do if I couldn’t watch cute dog movies at the click of a button (watch til the end)…

3. Cell phone. Holy cow. It’s disgusting how anxious I get if I am not within earshot of my celly cell. What if mom ninja wants to get a hold of her baby boy? I can’t have her worrying by not answering.

4. Puma Socks. These lovely little socks make my feet want to say “Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh, Oh my gosh” (did you pick up on the Usher reference?)

5. Razor. Seeing that my facial hair grows in about as awkward as a 13 year old Russian boys,  I need to shave almost every single day.

6. Rainbow sandals. If you are from California you know what these are. If you’re not then let me inform you: They are the greatest sandals known to man kind. That is all.

7. Bedroom fan. Let’s face it there is one fundamental difference between man and woman. Men are always hot and women are always freezing. I turn a fan on every night when I go to bed, even if it’s 40 degrees outside. At first this was so I didn’t overheat, but now I’ve gotten so use to the gentle hum I can’t go to sleep without the background noise.

I could probably keep rambling on, but instead I’d love to hear some of the things that you couldn’t live without. Makeup? Bicycle? Bananas? Let’s get quirky up in hurr.