Stop making fun of me!!!

I went to dinner last night with some friends and do you know what happened? Someone mentioned my gray hair again. Damn! Is it that bad? The answer is NO. Then Reina asked me if I was going to start dying my hair. No. To tell you the truth, in some ways I was relieved when I turned 30 and that I have a little bit of gray in my hair. At work I have always been the young guy. I am looking forward to not being the youngest Manager. Of course they still need to hire someone younger than me before that happens.

Anyway, dinner was okay. We went to some Mediterranean restaurant in Garden Grove that James picked out. Luckily, they had pepperoni pizza and chicken as part of the buffet, because it is possible to eat too much humus. Part of the discussion at dinner was sharing what you were teased about when growing up. Painful memories. Almost everyone had bad experiences with being picked-on except James, who told us about when his voice cracked, but I think every guy goes through that. I think Diane won and I came in second.

Oh… and you have to check this out.

Click once to drop the penguin. Click again to swing the club.

My high score is 1177.8 feet.