One Fitty

It's the sesquicen...
er, sasquatch...
er, one hundred and fiftieth post of my blogging career.

I'm not sure if it really counts as 150 though, because not all of my posts are published. Without taking the time to count, I'd wager that there are about 15-20 posts that I've only clicked the "Save Now" button and not the "Publish Post" button. This is mostly due to the fact that sometimes I forget how to read, so I have to guess which button I'm pushing. Now, I'm sure that your solution would be for me to just remember to push the orange button to post, but I also suffer from frequent bouts of a fear of seeing Cheetos in a tub of blue airplane lavatory water being consumed by a Denver Broncos fan. So I obviously cannot rely on orange and blue.

I have decided to dedicate this 150th post to my incredible awesomeness:

Awesomeness in personality and sense of humor (and no, I'm not referring to the recent conversation with some friends about girls naming their boobs, in particular the one who named hers Personality and Senseofhumor).

Awesomeness in looks (have you seen me lately? I look good. I mean real good. Hey everybody! Come and see how good I look!).

Awesomeness in driving ability (I seriously don't know how I get to work so much faster than everyone else in So Cal).

Awesomeness in scent (I reek of sexuality, and cheese-fries).

Awesomeness in coin-operated laundry skills (That one is pretty self-explanatory).

Awesomeness in humility (Need I say more? Nay).

Awesomeness in my ability to waste fill time at work with productive activities.

The list could go on and on, much like zooming in on a Mandelbrot Fractal.