The Once and Future King

My apologies to the faithful readers of this humble blog. Especially to those in Brazil, Western Europe, China, and the Philippines. Yes, I know who you are and I thank you for your support. To my readers in the US, I thank you as well. The blog has experienced a bit of a lull over the last couple of days due to the Succubus that is my job at this time of year. My creative energy has been drained but the return is eminent. I don't want to call it a comeback cause I've been here for years, but on Monday The Blog will be back with a vengeance - Leito style.

Michael Jordan is a Bitter Old Man

The slam dunk contest at the NBA All-Star Weekend is a shell of its former self. This is due in large part to the fact that the NBA does not have the best dunkers. And 1 kind of stole the show. When was the last time you saw an NBA player do a 720? Much less a 720 in a "game." Never the less, I still tuned in this year to watch the festivities because of the buzz surrounding Dwight Howard and his desire to raise the rim to 12'. Thanks to the lameness of the NBA we didn't get the chance be blown away by that ridiculous feat of strength. Also, thanks to the douche bag that is Michael Jordan, Dwight Howard didn't even advance to the second round. And this is after pulling off by far the most memorable dunk of the night. The Dunk was the total package. And it made my jaw drop. It made me laugh. And there was a fantastic level of showmanship. It was original.

Instead we got to watch Nate "I ain't no Birdman" Robinson miss attempt after attempt of the same dunks he missed last year. Boooorrrring. Was the douche bag that is Michael Jordan even watching? How about Dominique and Dr. J? Are they just too old to understand what is going on around them? Come on. What makes it even worse is that we the viewers and fans were robbed of the "Kiss the Rim" dunk. Luckily we have YouTube.



PS The dunk where Dwight Howard hits his head on the rim and starts laughing is SICK.

Story of My Life

Here is a short photo essay of my day:

7:00 AM: Walk from apartment to car

7:45 AM: Walk from parking structure to audit room.

12:00 PM: Enjoy a hearty lunch with my co-workers.

12:00 AM: Walk from audit room to parking structure.

12:45 AM: Collapse into my bed.

Rinse and Repeat.

Reason # 1029 Why I Love Cali Like I Love Women

So this last weekend was arguably the greatest weekend of my life. (I am a sucker for hyperbole) It started with a delightful Friday evening at Mastro's aka The Greatest Restaurant on Earth. I can't think of a better way to kick off the best weekend ever.

Early Saturday morning I met up with a few friends at the Chevron Station where Sunset meets the PCH.



We headed up the PCH until we arrived at the lovely little Danish town of Solvang.



It was pretty cool rolling into town on 5 European motorcycles - 1 Aprilia, 1 Ducati, 2 BMWs and a Triumph. The Eurotrash All Stars were definitely in effect.



While in Solvang we dined at the world famous Red Viking.



The food wasn't that hot but the Aeskilivershievens (I have no idea what they were called but they were little pancake ball things) were pretty good.



After lunch we headed over to the Solvang Vintage Motorcycle Museum which was amazing. My favorite bike was the 1960 Czech Jawa.



After enjoying the museum, we capped off our stay in lovely Solvang with a slice of the best cheesecake ever at the Chumash Reservation Casino. The Casino orders its cheesecake from the Carnegie Deli in the NYC and has it delivered throughout the week. If you have never tried this slice of heaven than you are totally missing out. Just ask Mike Warner.



One would think that the weekend could not get any better after cruising up and down the PCH and through some sweet canyon roads on a beautiful Saturday in February ( I think it was in the mid 80's for most of the day), checking out vintage racing motorcycles, and eating Carnegie Deli cheesecake. But I got a newsflash for you Walter Cronkite. You aren't.

I kicked Sunday morning off with some of the best pancakes I have ever had and then followed that up by pedaling around on my beach cruiser. Prior to pedaling around on my beach cruiser I had to jog to the nearest service station because my tire was flat. Luckily I am such a physical specimen and was able to set the pace for all my friends on their cruisers as they laughed and made jokes about how foolish I looked jogging while they all cruised.

Yep, this was definitely the best weekend ever. At least until next weekend.

Young Folks

My friend Mr. Suchecki emailed this video to my co-worker Ms. Mo today. It is by somebody called Peter Bjorn and John. It is kind of catchy and I liked the animated video. The little speech bubbles cracked me up. Thanks Mr. Suchecki for providing me with a new band to explore.

Beach Cruising in January

The recent cold fronts and storms that have punished the eastern portion of the country have prompted me to post reason #929 of why I love Cali like i love women.

A few weeks ago, in the middle of January, which historically has been one of the crappiest months of the year for me due to the miserable winter weather, I went for a lovely Sunday morning cruise with my good friend over at The Boxpilot.

Mr. Warner and I enjoyed a relaxing cruise around Santa Monica and had the opportunity to admire the lovely homes of my neighbors and discuss our plans to someday obtain lovely homes of our own. The temperature was refreshing. The sun was shining. The atmosphere was calm. The conversation was stimulating. All in all, it was a perfect Sunday morning. It is pretty hard to top beach cruisers in January and that is why I love California. Booyeah-kai Jack Frost.

Lost Easter Egg - S03 E07

For all you Lost fans out there, check out this sweet easter egg from last weeks episode. If you watch the brainwash scene backwards you will hear a hidden message. I thought the scene was pretty intense watching it in normal format and it really creeped me out watching it backwards.

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