Zach Time of the Month

He brings me joy.

Cable In the House!

So I finally did it. I bit the bullet and splurged on cable internet. Time Warner was the only choice for my area. I've been doing my thing for the past 4 years which consists of wireless surfing off other people's unsecured networks, hacking into those that were and the last resort of finding an internet cafe nearby (I've spent way too much $$$ on bubble tea and $4 cups of bitter coffee despite my slowing metabolism and growing tush).

So, after getting a job that pays alot more money and doing the dreaded math (I hate math), I'd figure I would save time and effort in the end just by doing what any normal, upright citizen would do anyways: purchase internet service. Plus, it gets old listening to mindless chatter, annoying cell phone conversations and horrible live mic night sessions from others.

I guess I never realized how important the web would become in my life. The last 2 years of my professional life have thrown my career goals for a loop and have made me an internet junkie. I wake up, check my email and PPC campaigns before breakfast, surf for information for about 6 hours, take the trek home and go online for a couple more hours before I doze off. I've become so wrapped up in online content nowadays (my Flickr photos, keeping my blogs fresh, reading up on marketing news, CNN too, and an occasional research or video here and there) that I need to fill my fix 24/7!

That Was Fast

No Country For Old Men hits the Blockbuster aisles tomorrow, March 11th! This is a must-own movie.

There Will Be Beards

I can’t tell you how much a fist full of beard turns me on. 2 day fuzz will even do. The age old symbol of virility and masculinity still lives on in the game of sexual seduction. I have two words for you: Zac Galifianakis. The right guys can pull off the “I’m serious but here to party” look with nicely trimmed scruff. Also, the easy-going, non conformist attitude types usually opt for the Jesus style. I don’t care what color your overgrown stache is, just keep it clean! There’s nothing worse than a beard full of cookie crumbs and dried drool. Even though I usually don’t have a preference, there is such a thing as too much face-shag. If your beard tickles my belly button when we kiss, it’s time to mow the lawn. If you look like the guy from Disney’s The Sorcerer’s Apprentice, the cat will stay away and the mouse gets no play. Sorry Santa, you don’t count. One last thing, fellas. If indeed you decide to get rid of your muff scrubber one day, please, please! Do it in gradual successions. Nothing is more shocking than to see a man going into the bathroom looking like Abe Lincoln and coming out looking like Michael Ceras. As a supporter and current promoter, do me a favor and be good to yourself. Grow your own beard. Beards are brave, beautiful and the saying holds true: bigger is better.