Boy's Night Out

2007-01-04T21:54:00.000-08:00

Everytime I hear Beyonce's single "Irreplacable" I have to roll my eyes just a little. The song is rumored to be about her boyfriend rapper boyfriend Jay-Z and how she can find another man just like him if he ever fooled around.

Uh, yeah right. Maybe for about 99% of the female population, this is true. But not for Beyonce. Now, granted Beyonce is a hot piece of ass...but she's not even close to being the icon Ms. Jackson was in her heyday nor is she even Christina Aguilera status at the moment. What she is, is a good, not great artist who is very marketable right now.

Now let's talk about the man to whom Beyonce keeps saying "to the left" repeatedly. Shawn Carter is something of a music mogul. Multi-millionaire: check. First non-athlete with a shoe deal with Reebok: check. Best MC alive: check. President of a record label: check. Owner of an NBA basketball Team, the soon to be Brooklyn Nets: check.

In the world of music, the next hot female icon / singer is always in the making and as fast as the first one rises, the next one is never far behind (see: Rihanna). Jiggaman would have his pick of the next crop of younger, hotter starlets fairly easily. He's Jay-Z..he gets more ass on his lap than the mall Santa it just comes with the territory. If Beyonce were to drop Jay-Z I bet any of the other ex-Destiny's Child members would be at the door right after they broke up. Its not hard to see Kelly Rowlands giving Beyonce a hug and whispering "I'm sorry, gurrrl..." and in the same motion push her aside and say "Step aside,bitch you had your chance...where is he?"

I got love for Beyonce...but if she was ever to dump Jay-Z, she'd never really be able to truly upgrade unless she got with one of a very short list of dudes that include ohhh lets see: Russell Simmons, P.Diddy, Babyface, LA Reid and that dude that owns the Charlotte Bobcats, Bob Johnson ...and I hear he's pretty old, but hey you never know.

Most of us dudes are pretty replacable but if there ever was a dude that was irreplacable...it's probably a music mogul that owns an NBA team.

Sure, Beyonce could get with some better looking guy, maybe in all likelihood one of those new jack R&B dudes...but that'd be like dating the busboy after you dated the owner of the restaurant.

The way I see it, stop the posturing and give the man his due. He IS irreplacable and she should take pride in the fact that she snagged him. She should take it from Kobe's wife and know he's the best she'll ever do. Sure, you might say she isn't doing so bad herself because she's a millionaire too...yeah, I'm sure...but we all know how fickle the music business can be. One day you're singin' to the left to the left on Jay Leno and the next thing you know people won't even download your bootleg album on Limewire and you're seriously hoping The Surreal Life next season jumpstarts your career. The smart play is, if dude ever cheats, she should treat him like the irreplacable asset he really is and squeeze him for cash like Mrs. Kobe Bryant! To the bank, to the bank if anything, but enough with this Irreplacable nonsense.

2006-09-12T18:09:00.000-07:00

When I was 15, I had a massive crush on this girl and I told my cousin about it. He was like "GO for it." And I said "Ahhh she's too pretty..she's out of reach." He looked at me and said "Listen to me! Nothing is out of reach! Well except Pluto...cuz that mofucka is out there...but yeah..otherwise, nothing is out of reach." So after this chick resoundingly rejects me...I realize that there are in fact OTHER things out of reach besides Pluto.

2006-08-31T17:50:00.000-07:00

Snakes is to Blame

So the lowly snake is the villain again huh? I guess when the Old Testament gives you a rep you can't exactly shake it. People just love seeing snakes in movies...i mean, the success of Anaconda will attest to that...and even a bit further back Conan the Barbarian had to battle with James Earl Jones when he turned into a giant snake. (Remember when dude took a snake and somehow made it stiff enough to use as an arrow like projectile? Blew my mind). What I don't understand is...WHy isn't our natural nemesis the MONKEY featured more? I mean planet of the apes was a phenomenon...yet only one series featuring our simian rivals? They're stronger than us and quite wily..yet we aren't using them as villains enough. (The Outbreak monkey doesn't count because that monkey was just diseased). Dane Cook had it right when he said that it would be fantastic if you kept a trained chimpanzee in your house that you would only feed if it would battle you with a sword and a shield. He said "How stoked would you be at work if you knew that when you got home...somewhere in the shadows a trained monkey was readying itself to do battle with you?" I mean seriously, come on...that's totally worth it. But no, we pick on the poor serpent because it happens to pack venom and can squeeze through places and surprise the shit out of you while you're looking for your shoes or something. I say boo...I say enough, bring on the monkeys.

Top 5 animal villains

5) Dogs -Cujo, those resident evil dogs.

4) Pirahna - them pirahna movies...you know, they can eat like a whole cow in a minute.

3) Alligators - Always lurking in the sewers or your pool. Sewage or chlorine...its all good to them. Never flush em because they turn giant.

2) Snakes - see my comments above. Bad rap...boring to boot.

1) Sharks - THat's right bitches sharks is the A-#1 badass animal movie villain of all times!, Mr. Spielberg made it okay for you to hate sharks. They're from the devil himself supposedly.

ps. No, gremlins aint real animals ...so I don't wanna hear that sh*t.

2006-08-18T13:50:00.000-07:00

Costume Party

Ever been invited to a costume party when it's not around halloween? While some guys might think "AWESOME!", I've always been kinda on the leery side and I'll tell you the reason why. The party usually sounds good when you initially hear about it. You get a call from your friend talking bout some crazy party...

"Hey dude, house party ...it's gonna be sick, that girl you dig is gonna be there, I'm sure it'll be a bender..."

But it seems your buddy always leave the most important detail last.

"Uh...oh and uhh dress like a pirate, it's kind of a theme party. Later!"

You call back real quick and say "Yo, hold up...what? Pirate? What if I don't...what I don't dress up?"

"Aw man, they'll make you walk the PLANK! See you there!"

FACK. Now the reason I don't like costume parties is not because I'm a big ol' stick in the mud who takes himself seriously...it's that I don't trust the other guys who go to the party to be as fun-loving as I am.

I can picture it now, you stroll in the house and yell "Ahoy Mateys!" and look around expecting to find a motley lot of folks looking like blackbeard and captain hook and jack sparrow, the girls all in skimpy outfits dressed like maidens waiting to be ravaged! They'll all raise a frothy mug of brew and yell out "Yo ho ho!!!" But what you will actually find is that most of the guys will be wearing a Raiders baseball cap, maybe a shirt w/ a skull and crossbones print on it, and at most one dude might be wearing an eyepatch which he'll have tired of sporting so its already flipped up to his forehead. Otherwise, everyone's in streetclothes. Meanwhile...you'll be at the door with the big floppy hat, black wig and painted beard, a plastic parrot strapped to your left shoulder and a big red penguin tail blazer with a fluffy breasted shirt underneath. You've the ol' "hook" on one hand and on the other you're clutching a toy sword n' scabbard from toys r' us. You're standing there with baggy white striped pants, an oversized red sash for a belt and big black fisherman galoshes that smell like real fisherman galoshes (a lil) bit as these guys holding plastic red kegger cups all stare at you. The girls are dressed like sluts...not so much pirate sluts or anything, they have on the regular slut outfits that they have on Halloween that they claim is supposed to be either a "sexy fairy" or a "sexy angel". Your buddy emerges from one of the rooms wearing a shirt with a pirate face print on it with a caption that says "ARRRR you busy on Saturday?" and says "Wow, uh NICE! You REALLLY...you REALLLY got into it."

You're first reaction is..."YES! APPARENTLY. What the fuck? I thought...? I thought if we didn't dress up we'd have to walk the plank or some shit like that...!!"

It turns out "the plank" is just a beer bong and you gotta line up for that thing if you don't dress up. What's funny is that everyone decides to do the beer bong anyway. Everyone that walks in the party thinks you're that weird kid that thinks Star Wars mythology is applicaple in real life and goes to those Trekkie conventions. And you realize it's just no use trying to explain that you just happened to have a plastic parrot in your house to a crowd of people wearing designer shirts from Nordstrom. All in all, it's a good time except for the fact that everyone refers to you as that "dude with the fluffy shirt". Fantastic time had by all, mostly at your expense because YOU put too much faith in fun-lovingness mankind.

This event is based on a true story...except for a few things I've decided to embellish for artistic reasons but the overall effect is that its left me scarred and bitter. I think I'm willing to take a chance again...but maybe not until Halloween.

2006-08-14T17:45:00.000-07:00

Suck'D

I got a prank pulled on me this weekend. The long and short of it is that my friend�s girlfriend called me and pretended to be a girl I met. When they dropped the payoff on me, I thought it was funny but something seemed a bit off. I realized that the payoff sucked twofold because I was of course embarrassed and disappointed simultaneously. If you watch Punk�d, the reason people sign off on their embarrassing moments on film is that they are relieved that the prank situation isn�t real. Ergo, the relief is a greater feeling than actually embarrassment. In my case, the letdown is worse than the actual embarrassment�hell I didn�t care that I was embarrassed, I was more pissed that the girl didn�t actually call me. This prank crosses over into cruel intentions territory so I have kind of a hard time letting go of it. It still kinda bothers me.

2006-08-14T15:41:00.000-07:00

Annoying Gym Person # 88

The elderly lady with the horrific melting candle-wax body wearing a very revealing 80's mid-riff leotard set. She's got her gut pouring out of the damn thing and she always comes around the lower end of the free weight section where only maybe 10% of the women go. Since Im not built like a gorilla I can't really avoid her b/c the dumbells I can curl weigh the same as the big box of detergent that you can purchase in Costco. She's always there...and she's always sweaty and her face looks like Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas if she didn't stop using heavily years ago. I wish she only looked like this once in a while but she consistently looks this way and she's probably not going to change anytime soon so I guess I better get used to it.

2006-08-14T15:37:00.000-07:00

More Cowbell!!!

Went to my aunt's party and this fellow started hitting this cowbell for like 7 minutes straight...imagine listening to the length of this video 14 maybe 15x in a row and you will imagine how I felt.

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2006-08-01T16:56:00.000-07:00

Annoying gym person # 45

Then there's that guy that interrupts your workout by catching your eye because he wants to ask if you are using a certain machine that he wants to use. "You using this?" I can understand that he's just being corteous...but enough is enough. I'm always like 20 feet away from that machine so its fairly obvious I'm not using it at the moment and if I was I would probably be kinda next to it. I always reply "Nah, it's all yours..." but what I want to say is "Are you serious? I'm nowhere near that thing...seriously, I don't know why you are asking me that." But I don't because I'm a nice guy. I don't know why but I don't like my private thoughts (about how terribly out of shape I am)interrupted by sweaty people who I'm trying very hard to ignore. This is the gym after all...and it's bad enough that I pay 60 dollars a month to sit in someone else's poorly wiped sweat puddle so its just acting too much to make me interact. That's it, I'm done.

2006-06-30T16:44:00.001-07:00

Couple of things that's been going through my mind, it's all just been running around here unwritten...well, not entirely because I've been randomly hitting the VoodooChild with some chat blogs. She advised me to pour what's in my head into a more accessible forum and here we go...for your enjoyment.

1) Never play "Defend What's in your IPOD" with a girl, you will always lose. Guys can take a girl's ipod and scroll through and be like "Hah! Vanilla Ice?? So lame!"

And then she'll scroll through yours and be like "Well what about this mandy moore track, fag?"

Game over. You lose. I don't even think I need to explain this one any further. When I pondered out loud "Maybe I'll just change the titles to these songs to disguise them...." A friend replied "Maybe you should stop being a fairy and quit listening to that crap." I guess there IS more than one way to skin a cat.

2) Why is it whenever Im looking at sunglasses on that spinning rack at the Nordstrom's, Macy's or more likely 7-11...someone always joins me?? YES, that rack could be vacant for hours and the minute you start checking out the selection, some goober will immediately come from nowhere to peruse the suddenly VERY INTRIGUING shades along with you. Not only will this goober join you, he will almost always try to make that rack spin the OTHER way you had it going. He will spin it right when you are trying on a pair so that the empty slot you took your shades from will disappear to the other side and you'll be left fumbling for an empty slot to place the pair you just tried on. It aggravates me so much sometimes I just wish I could give that rack one good hefty spin like in the Price is Right just to see how many revolutions that thing can take before the G-forces fling all the shades around like an exploding grenade...just once, juuust once... before I walk out the door of the 7- er, Nordstrom I'd like to do that.

2006-02-06T10:28:00.000-08:00

WTF is wrong with my neighbors? They can live in a nice house but they can't pay for a decent pizza??? I'm not going to say how many times I've seen the Dominos pizza guy around my neighborhood but it'ss too many times for comfort.. People, please!!! Domino's is low-grade and gross pizza. Come on! Lil Caesars is as low as anyone who isn't on welfare should go. I think this shit is devaluing my property. Come to think of it, maybe thats a good gauge of the quality of your neighborhood --by how many times the Domino's pizza guy comes and delivers pizza per week. If you see a car with that plastic triangle slangin' that cardboard and ketchup coming around your 'hood more than x amount of times per week...then that speaks volumes about your community. I want that included in the specs of the neighborhood when I�??m buying a house. You don't want to raise your children in an environment where your neighbors' pizza standards are very poor, do you? It's indicative of other bad, bad things! Ahhh hell, there goes the neighborhood.

2005-08-24T11:08:00.000-07:00

I thought it was just another ho-hum day when one of my employees peeks her head in my office and says "Did you get what I sent this morning?"

I said "What's that?" She smiled and said "Look in your fridge...bye!"

I was puzzled for a second and reached over to the mini fridge in my office (ya know, the kind that they have in hotels...I keep my water, fruits, soda handy in there) and opened it.

All I could say was "WOW!"

Staring me in my face was about 3 and half lbs. of Ahi Tuna prepared Poke style! I was about as excited as I've been all week. It turns out her husband who had come back from Hawaii brought back a ton of fresh tuna the night before and prepared it for me because he knew I loved Poke. I wanted to give her a big kiss on the cheek but that's not professional and all...hahah. If you love Poke like I do, 3lbs. of it staring at you is probably alot like a pound of weed in the eyes of a dopehead.

It came in huge chunks! Im going to have to eat all this within two days...and if you want to help me eat this...u gotta holler asap or else its gonna be GONE.

2005-08-22T15:15:00.000-07:00

To put it simply, Coldplay is on top. As far as I'm concerned they are only behind U2 as the premiere musical act in the entire world. They have set a standard in quality that few bands can achieve in 3 albums. At this point, a Coldplay album being 'good' is simply not good enough it has to be outstanding and they have not failed to deliver. I've been to shows but I haven't been to a show with this many people, not this many people standing up almost the entire time, not this many people knowing all the words to almost every song.

I was too far away to take photos of the band, but who really cares? I was blown away by the entire scene... Take a look at the sea of people fixated at the stage, everybody pretty much remained standing for the entire 2 hours. It was an incredible sight.

2005-08-17T15:45:00.000-07:00

When I said I love hip hop, I mean it. Before I became part of the responsible working citizen, I was in SFSU circa '93-97 hangin out with my crew cutting class, talking about hip hop, listening to the newest records, going to shows, collecting 12" for instrumentals...living for Tuesdays when the latest albums and singles dropped. Everyone in the crew had their own taste...but in the end we all shared that same love for the music and in th end we pretty much became family. Yall know who you are...

One of our boys from the family, Dylan, aka Dcode has taken his love for hip hop one step further and actually used his gift for djing, mc'ing and producing and formed an underground hip hop group called Sum of Forces. Comprised of 3 mc's and 1 dj, SOF is true grass roots home grown San Francisco hip hop. They rocked the show with a 5 song set at Amnesia in SF on August 12th. Seeing him up there performing and rocking it live just made me smile from ear to ear...

Please check them out at http://www.sum-of-forces.com

That's fam right there...please support! If you don't like to get your hands up and get hype, don't bother going to their shows...because they give out and demand alot of energy!

Dcode and Onlychild (she's got an amazing flow and voice...if it weren't for the crappy mics I would have heard her lyrics better).

Practicing before the show...i made sure to annoy him with camera flashes. Oh, and he let me know right away what he thought of my hat...he called me "Sherlock Ho-mo" ...what a freaking ass!

2005-07-20T10:01:00.000-07:00

I don't usually like to brag about the ladies but... but sometimes you gotta get yourself a sign that says you got game. Like this one.

2005-06-27T17:19:00.000-07:00

There's few places i loathe with a passion more than my gym's mens restroom. Washing my hands is only 1 minute of my time out of 60 minutes in the gym yet it is sixty seconds that always seems to slow down to a crawl. It's always muggy, damp and slippery and the smells of disinfectant, deodorant and perspiration are always fighting each other. The mirrors are perpetually fogged up to remind you of the hot putrid moisture that you are breathing in. This dimly lit area is haunted with all sorts of bodies in various states of...ok, let's just say various states. It never fails to disappoint me that the men who are in the worst of states are never in a hurry to get dressed. The most wrinkled and bloated of the lot usually saunter over to the mirror and towel themselves off oh so slowly. They make sure they stare at themselves while they do it too...and sometimes, if I'm unlucky enough, they'll raise their leg up on the sink to towel off their calves which leaves their sagging sack suspended like a pinata. Since its not their home towel, these folks also go balls out (no pun intended) on their nether regions...doing the flossing motion with the towel on their crotch and ass. I have so many questions to ask them but I feel as if they will never be answered. These questions include:

If you workout so much and so hard how come you still look like that?

If you are in such a hurry that you can't drive home to shower after your workout, how come you take your sweet ass time in THIS bathroom?

Did you know you are naked longer in this public gym after a shower that I am naked in my OWN BATHROOM after a shower?

Yes indeed, Im an observant fellow...to a fault. If I observed alot its only because sixty seconds feels like a lifetime in there. I can't wait til they install a wash sink outside the gym... or maybe I'll just quit working out.

2005-01-28T17:52:00.000-08:00

Something for the boys...

Man peed way out of avalanche

A Slovak man trapped in his car under an avalanche freed himself by drinking 60 bottles of beer and urinating on the snow to melt it.

Rescue teams found Richard Kral drunk and staggering along a mountain path four days after his Audi car was buried in the Slovak Tatra mountains.

He told them that after the avalanche, he had opened his car window and tried to dig his way out.

But as he dug with his hands, he realised the snow would fill his car before he managed to break through.

He had 60 half-litre bottles of beer in his car as he was going on holiday, and after cracking one open to think about the problem he realised he could urinate on the snow to melt it, local media reported.

He said: "I was scooping the snow from above me and packing it down below the window, and then I peed on it to melt it. It was hard and now my kidneys and liver hurt. But I'm glad the beer I took on holiday turned out to be useful and I managed to get out of there."

Parts of Europe have this week been hit by the heaviest snowfalls since 1941, with some places registering more than ten feet of snow in 24 hours.

Source

2004-10-31T14:26:00.000-08:00

Waiting for Trinity

2004-10-30T22:14:00.000-07:00

Ink

2004-10-28T10:15:00.000-07:00

Who ARE you?

2004-10-28T10:12:00.000-07:00

Never Let Go

2004-09-26T23:51:00.000-07:00

If you think you have no enemies, its only because they've become you're friends.

In the movie Kill Bill, right before Bill put a bullet in the Bride's head he said that at that moment he was at his most masochistic.

Well, at this moment, this is me at my most cynical.

Trust me, not all your friends want to see you doing well, and in fact, they'd be perfectly happy if you did poorly. It's human nature I guess, when someone does well it makes us reflect on our own life, and depending on how we're doing, we may be a lil bit jealous. I'm not exempt from this, I'm human like everyone else and its probably a normal feeling to have. Some friend's hater tendencies are benign ... but some are of the malignant sort, they can be a problem if left unchecked! How do you spot the malignant haters among your friends? When its benign, it's more obvious, they knock you for and tease you, their disdain is clear and present but nonetheless, they stand by you in the end as true friends usually do.

The malignant haters can be bit harder to spot. The reason they are hard to spot is they are deep undercover and enmeshed deeply into the tissue (so to speak). Their resentment is such that they have to keep it well covered and keep you close so that can be ready to hit you when an opportunity presents itself. The results can be devastating and often times, untracable by the naked eye. They can only be detected accidentally, like when there's a glitch in the matrix. When you spot it, its unmistakable and the whole facade unravels and the pattern reveals itself. You almost can't NOT see it anymore when you've become aware of it, past events connect together like the end of the Sixth Sense when all the scenes flash back to reveal Bruce Willis was actually dead. Amazing! Then you can exclaim "I see fake people!" When the target hater marked and labeled, never reveal that you are aware of his / her antics, play dumb and act as usual.

From the security blanket of your smiling face, you can observe them in action and use your it for your advantage. Pick a time and place in the immediate or distant future and deal out whatever you feel is fitting. The best part is, after they have been detected, it is fun to watch them in action because they are fascinating. Don't hate them back, they aren't even worthy, simply treat them like you would the mentally ill or the disabled, because they are clearly in need of help.

2004-09-01T22:54:00.000-07:00

Props to the Fab Five
Yeah I watch QEFTSG on Bravo. I like the show. . .I admit it. The show makes me more a well rounded dude. I get great metrosexual fashion tips, idea's to decorate my condo, and laughs watching 5 gay guys do the work of overhauling the most neaderthal of us; that one decent gf can do minus the nagging. I've noticed something about the show; it gives a honest portrayl of dudes and how they live and most suprisingly they've portrayed asian men in a most positive light. I was at first concerned when they had the Korean frat boy guy and he totally blew it but then I realized his gf was a bitch so they actually made the best of a crazy situation. Then they had the Filipino dude and man they totallly kept it real. I mean this guy had to marry his first gf before they went off to Jersey of all places to work. And these cats weren't some ex-burgis/ex-pat's who had a ton of money. They lived on top of a freakin laundry mat! Decent kids tryin to survive and make best of what they had. I had to admit I was touched. They portrayed the dude just like the rest of us . . .kinda lost but our hearts are in the right place when it comes to our significant others. Next week they have another asian dude I think he's ABC and I think he's going to give up his day trading job to open a restaurant. Thanks guys for making "us"(Asian Males) look good on TV for once. I think the Fab Five have a little bit of Rice Queen fetish but hey as long as they go against typical mainstream portrayl of asian males I'll keep watchin'.

2004-06-20T19:32:00.000-07:00

Sunday, June 20, 2004

Happy father's day to you Papa, your boy's alright and I miss you lots. Sorry to sound morbid, but I've always envied the way you went out... of this world, I should say. Your heart just gave out on you... it almost sounds romantic if it wasn't for the fact that you had spent all those years smoking. It tore all of us up to see you go without a goodbye but I think all that needed to be said had been said before that day. Yeah you burned through your days pretty fast and I think the day you died was just a culmation of the days you gambled with your health throughout your youth. ANd speaking of youth, I must say that each year i get older (you know I'm almost 30) is another year I catch up to your age when you died. Yep, fifty three doesn't seem all that old all as the years of my own life pass.

I spent most of my mid-twenties believing that I'd always be under your shadow and I resented it. I resented it because you were a great man and I believed that your greatness was shaped from the poverty and tragedy you overcame to become who you are. For some reason, the semi-charmed life you provided for me was unsuitable to build the kind of character you possessed. I could see it in the way people looked at you and the way they were ashamed to disappoint you. How could I measure up to that? Who am I? Shit, before you died I thought that I was just an extra in the movie of your life...hahah. But you know what? I know better now, I know you had your flaws and you're weaknesses and you were just a man. My 23 years with you taught me alot and I am doing my best to honor your memory. It's funny to think how a person somehow wished for a tragedy to give their life meaning...well, I guess I got what I wanted but in the end, it was not at all what I bargained for. It's almost morbidly poetic if it wasn't so goddamned ridiculous. Well pa, I know that I told you that I resented being in your shadow all these years...I just want you to know that lately, I'm feeling lucky just to have been there.

2004-06-10T12:59:00.000-07:00

"Cowboy Up"
I forgot which B-action flick I was watching where there's a scene where the gruff senior squad leader tells the young recruit to "Cowboy Up" when the shit hit's the fan and they're stuck or something. . .Anyways what I'm referring to are the times when all hell breaks loose and someone has to take charge. My worst fear being an intern(cherry-doc) was just that; a patient crashing and buring and I was the one who had to call the shots. In doctor speak that's called running "the code". I had been lucky up to this past week no one has ever gone south on me when I was alone. I remember working graveyard nights with the lives of over 150 patients in my hands and a busy supervising attending downstairs in the ER admitting. I would get random calls to fix minor things like decreased urine output, renewal of restraints, or high blood pressure. Nothing heavy. . .
I was finishing up my last week of internship in the ICU and usually I come in around 5-5:30 in the moring to see my sick patients. I even ran out of scrubs this particular morning so I did the unusual and wore slacks and a tie to work. As soon as I walk thru the double doors of the ICU and just when I'm about to check in on my first patients, three nurses rush into the room next to mine.
"Call code blue"
My heart froze and I wondered if the other intern was around. She was and she ran into the room and I followed. The monitor showed a flat line and a nurse started CPR already. The patient was already intubated so that saved me some time. That's when I "Cowboyed Up" and took charged seeing that the other intern looked like a deer in headlights. "Get an amp of epi in her stat; call the senior and hospitalist now,", was the last thing I remembered saying and the next 10 min was a blur. More drugs, CPR, checking pulses and we finally got a pulse. Luckily the attending downstairs and a senior overnight resident arrived.
"Hey sport, you want to finish running the code"
"No thanks. . .I've got other patients to see."
That particular patient left our ICU unit off life support back to her other hospital.
"Hey Doc, that's for helping out this morning" the night shift nurse tells me.
"You did all the work, you brought her back, I just stood there and barked orders."
"But you were there. . .Someone had to take charge in the beginning,"he says.
I consider myself lucky because I was already in the intensive care unit the patient couldn't get any more ill and most ICU nurses are awesome. I feel more confident now having faced one of my fears of being an intern. I realize I may not be so lucky the next time but I won't be afraid to "Cowboy Up" when the time comes.

2004-04-23T00:29:00.000-07:00

Great post Voodoo. You wouldn't mind then if the guys take Mango to Vegas! What happens in Vegas, well you know...