My perfect date…

It would start with a Friday night game at Yankee stadium. A few beers before the game, maybe a hot dog or pretzel, and then me and my cutie would be all set to watch some baseball. After a Yankee win, we’d drive over to the beach, pull out a warm blanket, grab a radio loaded with Dave Matthews CD’s and I’d sit with my girl leaning back on me staring out into the ocean. We’d watch the waves, listen to music, see shooting stars, and talk all night.

That’s my perfect date

A little about Mr. Pu……..

CMac’s recent blog about himself inspired me to tell my loyal readers a little about me.
I grew up in Freeport, NY, a town known for its waterfront and its cultural diversity. I learned from a very early age that no matter what the color of your skin, we’re all the same. A very valuable lesson for the world we live in.
I was a very shy kid growing up, but I was smart, and athletic. I graduated 5th out of 550 kids, a proud accomplishment for someone who was on the football, swim, and lacrosse teams all year long. After HS, I went on to Binghamton University, in upstate NY.
While in college I met some of the best friends I’ll ever have. Everyone should go away to college. I dated a girl, who after five years would later dump me to become a lesbian, and I studied Pre-Med. I took the MCAT’s, scored well, and decided not to apply to Med School. I just couldn’t see myself working long hours, always being on call, and never seeing my family.
Anyway, after college I got into the pharmaceutical field, and my good friend and I moved out on our own. Long Beach, NY (CMac’s town) was our stop, and we spent about 3 of the most incredible years down there. If I had the time, I could tell you all some incredible stories about some of the things we did down there. Towards the end of our three year Long Beach party, I met who would become my wife, a cute girl who I knew in college, but never hooked up with because I was with the lesbian. She needed a date for a wedding and I was free, so that was that.
When we got engaged I moved back home for a year to save money. It was an amazing time because I learned so much about my little sister, little brother and parents that I never would’ve known had I never lived with them again. Our family became a lot closer, and I’m really grateful for that year I got to spend with them. I got married, and moved into an apartment with my wife (above my in-laws). It was cheap and we tried really hard to stay out of each others way. After two years the two of us bought a house, and decided to make a baby so, that’s where I am now. We’ve got about two and a half months left until the baby pops out.
Oh yeah, when I got engaged, I switched jobs to my current employer, and for the past four years I’ve been able to meet some very amazing people. Friends that I hope to stay in touch with for a very long time. It will truly be a sad day when I leave my cube for good

Almost Football Season

A guy named Bob receives a free ticket to the Superbowl from his company.
Unfortunately, when Bob arrives at the stadium he realizes the seat is in the last row in the corner of the stadium -- he is closer to the Goodyear Blimp than the field.
About halfway through the first quarter, Bob notices an empty seat 10 rows off the field right on the 50 yard line. He decides to take a chance and makes his way through the stadium and around the security guards to the empty seat.
As he sits down, he asks the gentleman sitting next to him, "Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?" The man says no.
Now, very excited to be in such a great seat for the game, Bob again inquires of the man next to him, "This is incredible! Who in their right mind would have a seat like this at the Superbowl and not use it?"
The man replies, "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me, I was supposed to come with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first Superbowl we haven't been to together since we got married in 1967."
"Well, that's really sad," says Bob, "but still, couldn't you find someone to take the seat? A relative or a close friend?"
"No," the man replies, "they're all at the funeral."

Did You Know

That the most sensitive two parts of the body are the finger tips and the lips?

Boring day

I hate it when there’s not much work to do at work. The day drags and all I do is surf the net, walk around, talk to people, lunch, surf the net, walk around and follow that up with some more talking. I need something to do soon before I blow my head off!!

Great night

One of my favorite types of music is reggae, and one of my favorite types of food is seafood. Combine the two, and you have a wonderful mix, at least in my opinion. There's a restaurant in Freeport, NY that is directly on the waterfront called Brocco's. This place is 100% outdoors, and nothing about it is formal. It's basically an old-fashioned seafood restaurant that belongs on the coast of Jamaica because all they play is Bob Marley and any other reggae/Carribean beat they can find. Anyway, the atmosphere is extremely laid back and everybody is just moving their heads to the beat, and eating some type of seafood in one hand, with a beer in the other. I tore into a 3 lb lobster, with some crab cakes on the side, and washed them all down with a few Red Stripe. Absolutely beautiful..........................................then I got home and discovered that the pipe in my bathroom had been leaking all day.

Random thoughts

I think if I was alive during the Roman times........I would've made a good Gladiator. Watch out Russel Crowe!!

Cheap Date?

Talking to my wife tonight, I asked her a simple question. "How much money would you take from another woman for the right to take me out on a date?" An indecent proposal type of a thing. Ever confident in my wife's love and devotion to me, I was expecting a very large sum of money would be needed to allow another woman to pry me away. You know what she said............... $500. That's right, five hundred dollars is all it would take, and she was serious, she didn't giggle, chuckle or even crack a smile. I thought I was worth more. Guess not. Well, at least 500 is better than 450....Right???

I'm in Training

For the past few years I haven’t really taken good care of myself. I’ve drank way too much, eaten whatever I wanted, haven’t exercised as much as I used to, you get the idea.
Aside from always doing push-ups before I go to bed, which usually turns on the ladies before a couple of minutes of passionate sex (hey, at least I’m honest), I really haven’t been too good to my body. So in honor of today being June 20th, starting right now I’m going to start taking better care of myself. I’m not on a diet, because I think that sounds gay, I’ll say “I’m in training.” For what, I don’t know? But it definitely sounds better than being on a diet. So for all my readers out there……….I’m officially in training! No more birthday cake in the lunch-room, no more going home and sitting on the couch, and no more twelve pack on a Monday night. I’m in training, and if I don’t start now, I’ll never be ready for what I’m training for!

Words to Live By...

A very wise woman once told me......"I guess you have to take the good with the bad." Boy, was she right!!!!

I’m so proud of my brother

These last few days, my little brother was trying out for the U.S. National Lacrosse team. He and 120 of the best lacrosse players in the world were trying out for 23 spots on the US team. This team will compete against Australia, England, Ireland, Japan, Canada and many other nations for the right to be crowned International Lacrosse Champion next summer. Well, to spare you all the suspense........................ my brother did not make the team. But that’s not why I’m so proud of him. I spoke to him tonight, only a short while after he learned that he wouldn’t be on the team, and this is what he said……
”For three days I played the best lacrosse of my life, I really thought I made it, but everyone of the people that made that team deserved it.”
He’s won almost every award there is in the sport, and he almost made it to the highest level that the sport has to offer, but he didn’t, and he wasn’t bitter. He was proud of how he played and happy for those that made the team.

I hope that I can pass values like that to my children when I become a parent

Mr. Pu

I'm a Poet

Captain Kaz is back in town………Do Da Do Da
Wreaking havoc all around………..Oh the Do Da Day
Asking stupid questions….
All the fucking time……
Captain Kaz is back in town
Please shoot me in my head………

Ta Daaaaa

Good vs. Evil

I really do believe that good things happen to good people. But after having a conversation today with someone who’s becoming a very influential part of my life, I’m beginning to second guess this little hypothesis. Do good guys, or girls for that matter, really finish last. I never thought so, but maybe I’ve been living in some fantasy world where evil prevails. If someone thinks they’re a good person, and other people think the same, how come good things don’t happen for this individual? Why is it that some of the good people around us are always getting the short end of the stick while some fuck face son of a bitch always seems to be one step ahead? It just doesn't seem fair.

I think after today’s conversation my eyes are just a tad bit more opened.

Mr. Pu

Off to a Wedding!

One of my best friends from college is getting married tonight up in Westchester, NY. It's going to be a lot of fun. You can't beat good food, good drinks, and good company. Of course there will be a few people I don't really care to see. But I'll just avoid and ignore them. It should be a great time. A 100% Irish wedding complete with bagpipes and all.

Should I go comando under my Kilt?

Mr. Pu

Is flirting a bad thing?

A funny thing happened to a good friend at work yesterday, and it made me think of this question; if you’re in a relationship with someone, is flirting with someone else a bad thing?
If I’m married and I flirt with someone, is that bad?
If I’m dating someone, and I flirt with someone else, is that bad?
Are certain forms of flirting more acceptable than others?
Finally, is flirting ok as long as your significant other never finds out?

I’m sure my views are different from a lot of people’s, but I think there’s nothing wrong with flirting, even if you’re in a relationship. But if my wife finds out, how can I convince her that the flirting is totally innocent?

Mr. Pu

Weekend was great

Me and one of my friends ripped up the shitty hardwood floors in the soon to be babies room. Nothing like good old fashioned physical labor, especially when it’s a humid 85° and the central air conditioner decides that it no longer wants to work. So, the second floor of my house looks like Beirut, with holes in the floor, saw dust all over, and boards strewn all over the place. Going to the bathroom in the middle of the night is quite an adventure. Aside from that, I was trying to finish up a lot of odd jobs around the house, and of course there was the weekly yard work, and fifty million flowers to water. When all was said and done, I finally decided to relax and sat down to watch some TV Sunday night and of course there was absolutely nothing on. I can’t complain though, the weather has been absolutely beautiful here.

By the way, to all the sunbathers out there, don’t forget to lube up your feet!

Mr. Pu

The Big Secret’s Revealed

Well, MR. Pu is going to be a Daddy. I tried keeping it a secret for a while, not one for being the center of attention, but word spreads faster than an Asian whore in heat here at the office. The little one is due around the second week of September. Mom-to-be is doing fine. She’s actually a lot happier than she has been in a long time; I think it’s called the pregnant glow? Hopefully she stays that way!! Anyway, I’m very proud of myself. I’ve been told that a lot of changes are coming my way and I’m really excited. I'm going to be a really good Dad!

Well, this weekends Bud Light is to all my little sperm. Here’s to you, little guys. Job well done!!

Mr. Pu

What’s up with the Yanks??

First they’re terrible, then they couldn’t be beat, now the absolutely suck. Thank god football season is right around the corner. I’m a die hard Giants fan and they are primed for a good, competitive season. Can’t wait to see Eli throw the pigskin around to Shockey, Burress and the rest of the crew.

Mr. Pu