Catch of the day

My first bachelor party was a success. Even though it was a diet bachelor party, with no drugs or hookers, it was probably one of the best weekends I've had with my friends. With all of us on different schedules we knew times like this weren't going to be very accessible in the future, as Mike lives in Chico with his girlfriend, Nate is pretty much married, Jon is basically married without the title, and myself am busy with my love muffin. So being miles from nowhere, in a rented out cabin by the lake we did what any other men our age would do......Drink! and drink some more. Vacationing somewhere remote is enjoyable and pleasant, but it blows to having only one store thirty minutes away and  paying $30 for a 30 pack of beer. Plus, they didn't sell liquor in this "convenient" store but they had $8 frozen pizzas.

"The one that got away"

  Is it just me or irony that on his bachelor party, while fishing, the groom-to-be gets a accidental fishing hook to the mouth? I definitely believe so. Hook, line, and sinker.

Getting started

Maybe its because I'm in a great relationship with someone I've known for a long time. Maybe its because thats what people start to do with their life at my age. Its probably both, but I swear like everyone around me is getting married. In addition, (Thanks to my wonderful girlfriend) I've seen a ton of wedding blogs, tv shows and websites recently on such topics as rings, venues, catering, and overall pictures. Even one of my best friends, who is about to get married in March, has a wedding photography business with his bride to be. The marriage bug just seems to be everywhere the older you get. I think once people hit 25 or 26 the thought of becoming old and alone hits them like a louisville slugger and they take the plunge. Or maybe its just a new fad. I have no clue but being in my own relationship, thoughts of  marriage have come into play recently. It typically consist of "what the hell is all this going to cost?" and maybe a little "hope I don't get too drunk at the reception" but mostly "I know I've finally found the right one."

This week is my friend's bachelor party at this lake side cabin getaway in Monterey. It's going to be a great time but on a costly dime. Not expensive but when you're broke, everything seems like too much money. I couldn't believe the price it costs to rent a tux these days. Even with a coupon, like the cheap ass I am, it cost $170 dollars. But the thought of  marriage is also probably what evenually led me back to returning to school. Plus not finding work and running out of money helped a lot as well.

Ok back to the bachelor party. It has been declared it will be a three day drinking and fishing binge as we live out our friend's final days before shackling himself to the bars of marriage. This being one of my best friends, since High School, I figure this trip is going to set the bar of bachelor parties to come. It's going to be strenuous with my financial downfall as of lately, but with enough friends going I should be fine. As in fact actually, this will be my first ever bachelor party! When I was younger I thought these events were all about escorts picking up quarters with their ass cheeks and drunk binges in Vegas. I've seen plenty of movies where that happens and I've heard all the mystic of this celebration but never experienced it.

But with girlfriends come responsibilities, and this won't be that kind of celebration. Plus Valentines day and her birthday are coming up. Instead, we've taken the mature approach and decided a escape in nature should do the trick. No hookers and cocaine like the movies, only good beer and fishing. With 7 dudes packing the car for the road trip, things are sure to get interesting..... Someone mentioned doing mushrooms but I'm not sure.

Well hello there

Back in the day I used to think blogs were a fag way of saying journal or diary. I used to also think college was unnecessary and my farts didn't smell. Trust me when I say I was wrong on both. It wasn't until recently I realized just how important school and education really are.

At 26 years of age I felt like my life was going in the right direction. With minimal job experience I was able to retain a job as a field surveyor for Verizon making as much money as my mom did with a Masters. I felt like I had hit the jackpot. Plus, I had done it all without paying an arm and leg to go to college.

It was hard to have a worry when, with the swipe of my debit card, all could be taken care of. It was clear sailing for me until about mid July when I was given my 2 week notice and told I was being laid off.

"Sorry kid you're a contractor so you're the first to go," barked my supervisor over my company phone. "Don't worry this layoff will only last till the first of the year and you'll be back in no time." You could tell by the tone of his voice he was full of shit. I can still remember my first thought after hearing him break the news to me, "What a shitty way to end a monday."

So after months of the same repetition of sending cover letters and resumes to job openings and being denied I've resorted to plan E.....Going back to college. Guess I've realized the importance of having a "Bachelor Degree" on your resume. It couldn't hurt right?