Bad Karma

Maybe, it is just related to Murphy’s Law. By definition, any of certain humorous axioms stating that anything that can possibly go wrong, will go wrong. When I see my wing woman from Boston, the probability of things go wrong is as high as 33%. This is not a truly scientific estimation. I just want to make it simple and overemphasis the destruction power of my wing woman.

To give everyone some detail about my wing woman without giving out too much, my wing woman was my high school classmate and we have known each other over 20 years. Gee, did I just imply that my wing woman was old? My wing woman and I hang out six days in 2006 so far. We hanged out on January 24 2006, February 13-14 2006, and February 24-26 2006. I had two big nightmare related to transportation already.

On January 24 2006, I hanged out with my wing woman. After escorting her back to her hotel, I went back to the historic Grand Central Terminal to get on the Metro-North Hudson line train back to Yonkers. The electric motor of train was dead when the train arrived at Harlem-125th street station. Fortunately, the train was in the station and I just need to wait for half hour to get on another train.

On February 26 2006, I went to MIT (Made in Taiwan) to practice ballroom dance with my wing woman. I came back from Boston on bus. The bus had an engine problem one and half hour after leaving South Station, Boston, MA. I was told the bus was running at half of the normal speed and we had no heating. The outside temperature was 13F. We would arrive at New York China Town at 2:00AM. Basically, it meant I was doomed. The last train would leave the Grand Central Terminal at 1:50AM. Fortunately, the bus company decided to let the passengers to get on the next two buses when they met us in a shopping plaza.

Every time I meet my wing woman, I have engine problems. There are several ways to commute between New York City and Boston, including charter airplane, train, bus, and car. If I get on a plane, the engine may stall in the mid air. If I get on Amtrak, the train engineer may die half way between Boston and New York. If I get on a bus, the engine may die and I will sit on the freeway. If I drive my car, I may need a new engine. What should I do?

Every time I leave my wing woman, bad things happen. Maybe her bad karma just transfers to me. Maybe the God thinks the best time to punish me is when I leave my wing woman.

How to survive Valentine's Day?

Valentine’s Day is the worst day of a year for all single guys and girls. A girl needs to have flowers and a guy needs to have a girlfriend to walk in Gotham City. To be seen without flowers, it indicates that the girl is a loser. To be seen without a girl friend, it means this guy is a goddamned loser. What should I do to survive this planet killer?

Fortunately, my high school friend was in New York on Valentine’s Day. Therefore, I had a wing woman to go out for a night. It was fun. To our surprise, we saw many groups of girls or guys hang out during the night. It is very obvious there are many single girls and single guys a.k.a. losers in the city. I should watch Wedding Crashers again to learn how to pick up girls in the wedding. First thing on my to-do list is to find a wedding to crash ASAP!