Jeff Climbs the Ladder at Gap, Inc.

No, literally I had to take boxes full of hangers and put them like sixty feet up in the air. I don't know if I gave them the wrong impression, but I tend to associate the ladder with a corporate metaphor, not some wobbly metal contraption allowing humans to be at an unnatural elevation. Sheesh!

But all is well. I went to my chiropractor, Dr. Grace, today and he is very pleased with my progress. I have to say, I'm getting addicted to the massage tables and electroshock therapies and adjustments. But I think that's the name of the game. Praise the Lord for insurance!

GB Are Ya With Me?

As everyone knows, I am fortunate to have three best friends and we all love eachother very much. I talk about them all sporadically, but they are Brian, Raquel and Zach. You can find pictures of them all littered throughout the site. Anyways, Brian and I decided that it was high time to design a logo for the Friendship and that we needed business cards to disseminate throughout the earth for all that we encounter whether it be individually or as a collective group effort. So look out wherever you are for the mark of Group Blonk. Just when you least expect it, we'll be borrowing the ugly couch out of your living room and posing on it for our own enjoyment.

Oh P.S., Gap, Inc. is going well. I worked the fitting room today and it was pretty fun to help people look awesome. More info as good stories happen. Ciao!

What the HeckSpace?

Just moments ago I was perusing my buddy list on iChat, the single greatest chatting program available...but limited only to enlightened computer users (see www.apple.com). My friend Vince had a very intriguing away message up, so I decided to use my investigative techniques to uncover the cryptic message. Because for all I knew, this coded message could lead me to a note hidden behind a painting and then to a house were people used to hold pagan rituals and then to another clue which has to be unlocked by a puzzle but you have to be careful because the vinegar could ruin the map that leads to the treasure of the world....oh sorry, that was daVinci code. But my unraveling of the mystery lead me to a MySpace page, and this is what I want to talk about.

Why is MySpace such a revelation. To me it just looks like a place where people can make hiedeous blogs. I have scores of friends who have a MySpace page and none of the pages that I have seen hold a candle to what my little Blogger has to offer. Furthermore, what is it about MySpace that has the ability to consume so much time out of someone's life?! There are people in our world who walk amongst us, but more often than not are at home gazing into their monitor reading about everyone else's life instead of actually having on of their own!!

You know, I heard on the radio on my way to work (oh, that was a treat let me tell you) that nowadays children are being bullied and humiliated via MySpace. They say that at school, an innocent little pencilbox can get made fun of and then it's over, but if something embarrasing gets posted on a MySpace page for the entire school to see, the humiliation lingers for decades and forces the little Johnny's and Rachel's into therapy for the rest of their lives. How do you think Alice Robinson would have felt if Grace had dubbed her "Alice Lazyface" on MySpace?!

So I guess what I'm admitting is that I'm just a disgruntled near-24-year-old man who is set in my ways. Or more accurately, maybe I'm saying that if you really think you have something to offer the world, make a blog or create your own website. Don't just sit around and read about other people....oh, except for me! I'm exempt from this.

Ok, random rambling of the day is over. Brian should be home soon and we're going to sit down and draft out our first Group Blonk business cards. I drew a couple of logos for consideration. If we need some help, I may post the pictures for a vote. We'll see. Have a great weekend, everyone. Oh, and to my stalker, hope you enjoyed the 2nd post in a week!!

What's Jeff Been Up To?

Whoakay, before I get started, I know that I've been absent from Blogger for nearly a month, but when I typed www.blogger.com into my Spanish version of Firefox, it looked like a sixth grade web design class had just published their first draft. I really do hope that Blogger corrects this problem.

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Anyways, the title for this blog is actually an inside joke been Zach and myself. When we were living out in Dublin, California (a good 45 minutes away from SF by BART might I grumble), the pastor of the church that we attended would be on vacation like 62% of the year (no joke), and sometimes he would be gone from preaching for so long that he would have to have a sermon called, "What's John Been Up To" just so the congregation would remember who he was! So I figured that this would be especially fitting today since I have returned to my normal post of being a blog-writing freaking genius.

I know that many of you have been worried about me because of my wreck, and thank you for your cards and letters. If you think I'm being sarcastic....well, I guess you'll never know. Anyways, it seems that I am doing fine but I have sought chiropractic services from a lovely man named Dr. Grace; I'll see if I can get a picture of him up on the blog. Today I went in for my second consecutive visit, and Liz, one of the helpers hooked me up to a machine while I was laying on a bed face down. The machine was administering to me what I can only deduce was a steady stream of electricity. But I'm not going to complain, because it actually felt quite soothing. Post electroshock therapy, Dr. Grace showed me about a gazillion x-rays showing how the trauma of me being hit by a FREAKING SEMI TRUCK caused my right hip to get knocked up a little higher than is ideal, and also my neck has lost its curve and is now straight. Funny how they want your spine straight but neck curved. Hmmm.

Anyways, enough of that. In addition to my chiropractic needs, I have decided to offer my exquisite services to Gap, Inc. I have worked there two days already, and am pleased to announce that I have been enjoying the employee discounts already. Nevertheless, as a devoted employee of Gap, Inc., I shall now force all of you to seek all your under and outerwear needs at Gap, Old Navy and Banana Republic.

Alright, enough for now. I'm exhausted and I promised Raquel that I would devour the complete First Season of Grey's Anatomy before it came on tonight. Although I'm a little befuddled because what good will it do me to watch the Season 3 premiere (pardon the French spelling senza accents) after having only seen Season 1. But I don't complain....with Raquel anyways. Have a great rest of the week, everyone. I promise to post more regularly (and I say this primarily to assuage my cyber-stalker who apparently cannot live without periodic installments of my unending wit and verbal charm. Ciao.