Sliding Doors

Today, I was walking out of my apartment and the door had closed behind me and I actually turned around, reopened it, and walked back in to get my umbrella even though it wasn't raining out. It was the opposite of the Harold and Kumar Moment when Roldy realizes he left his cell phone at his apartment but was already 4 steps away from the door and says no, "we've gone too far".

Anyway, it wasn't raining, I was kinda pissed, and then I got downtown to the giant hole in the ground by where I work and it was absolutely pouring. I'm wearing a suit for Nobu tonight, and had I not had an umbrella there is a greater than 125% chance I'd have killed myself today.

For better or worse, that quick decision to turn around and grab an umbrella (thin slicing for you Gladwell fans out there) ironically led to my continued misery in living life, though kept me happy and unwet (my people are like mogwais) for the morning.

I would like to propose a new daily feature to the rounge in which someone discusses their "Sliding Doors" moment, in which something seemingly inoccuous changed the course of their day/life/ability to get so drnk. Today, because I haven't yet jumped from a building, I will enjoy at least 5 manhattans tonight and a margarita and a few beers.

Tomorrow, I will be back to a normalized KM ratio of 98:2. SMIF.

Awesomeness...Is It Too Awesome?

TG and I were just discussing...was the awesomeness that was Lehman Brothers ruin work life for us for the rest of our lives? Will our lives suck cause we know we'll never be in a place as cool/fun/mfking cash money as LEHMQ? Are we just masking our lives hoping that where we are will make us something we are not?

It's like having sx with Kate Beckinsale, it's all down hill from there, isn't it? The only salvation is the hope of the next Powerball drawing enabling me to race Dilla in our respective yachts to Turks and Caicos.

Also, non sequitur top ten: Most heinous common to semi-common female names:

10) Louise