So, this is cool. Michael K. Williams made an "Omar" playlist for Spotify, but it's apparently something he does for every character he plays (make a personal playlist). I like it when actors feel the need to give their characters depth like this. Anyway, here's the playlist:
2pac, “Unconditional Love” Nas, “Let There be Light” Young Jeezy, “Dreamin’” Mary J. Blige, “My Life” Lauryn Hill, “Oh Jerusalem” Jay-Z, “You Must Love Me” 2pac, “So Many Tears” Biggie Smalls “Suicidal Thoughts” Young Jeezy "Bury me a G" Jay-Z, “Oh My God” Biggie Smalls, “Who Shot Ya” 2pac, “Against All Odds” Biggie Smalls, “Everyday Struggle” Nas, “One Mic” Lauryn Hill, “War in the Mind” Common, “It’s Your World” Lauryn Hill, “Mystery of Iniquity” Meshell Ndegeocello, “Akel Dama (Field of Blood)” Lauryn Hill, “I Gotta Find Peace of Mind” 2pac, “Dear Mama” Sun Tan "Sunscreen"
Post by monkybunney on Sept 5, 2012 18:21:01 GMT -5
I simply can't post this in GRRRR, and it doesn't belong in YAY..So random.
I have a first world problem of the highest order. My company has recently contracted with an MLB and an NBA franchise* and a week ago they flew our CEO, COO, and an executive level manager down to their town to schmooze and talk business. Now they've been invited back, but they want ME to go instead of the manager.
It's all expenses paid, we will be staying in a penthouse at an upscale luxury hotel, everything is comped including food and drinks. We'll have (virtually) all access badges in the stadium and can watch the game from a private catered sky-box with an open bar. The accommodations are seriously BIG ballin'. There will be a baseball game followed by a conference/charity event where we can hob-nob with the big wigs and grand poo-bahs. So what in the world would I have to bitch about?
1. I don't hob-nob very well. I'm a ninja on the telephone and damn good at what I do, but I SUCK at schmoozing. I'm not a salesman.
2. When I'm hanging out with the CEO and COO (his wife) in a nonprofessional capacity they kind of creep me the fuck out. And they constantly snipe at each other saying mean shit, and it's not like two friends busting each others balls, they are out to draw blood and fight! And it's really fucking awkward. 72 hours of that to look forward to.
3. I know virtually nothing about baseball or basketball, which is these peoples LIVES. These people are mindbogglingly wealthy and unless I luck out and they are big music fans we probably won't have anything in common to chit-chat and make small talk about that would leave me sounding intelligent.
OK i know it won't be that bad but still it's what comes to mind.
*I'm paranoid if I say the team names one of them will be googling and stumble across this.
^ so what you're saying is that to find true love, a guy only needs leather pants, a bad dye job & a record deal?
Also, to Monkybunney: don't sweat the schmoozing. Just ask them questions. People LOVE to talk about themselves. Ask them what they love about the team(s), about their favorite memory of a game, which stadiums are their favorite, which game was most memorable, etc. Trust me: people don't care how smart you seem if it seems like you're interested in THEM. They don't need to know you're only feigning interest to endure the situation!
I'm trying to find Kdogg on the DNC. Where are you, you commie trouble maker?
I "like" the Democratic Party of Wisconsin on Facebook and they just added this photo. You can see his cheesehead, but I can't tell if that's him holding it or if he's wearing it and you just can't see him.
You hate architects with no sense of practicality... wait, yeah... that's pretty much all of them. Here is a quote from my structures professor that you should appreciate. He had an MA in Architecture and a PhD in Engineering aka a total badass.
"Architects like to design all this frilly, pretty crap. They then pay me to make it stand up,so basically, I take their money since they are too lazy to learn math."