Those things are clear and defined, however I find myself constantly fickled over the decision of what season I like the most. Winter is freezing but I get a 3 week break from looking at eyes. Spring is great because it's crawfish season...awesome. Summer is magical because nothing beats south florida babes walking around in appropriate attire, well except for the dudes and chicks with dude parts walking around in INappropriate attire. but by far I think I like Fall the best. Mainly because for a span of 3 months I get to pretend that I am a more sophisticated version of myself...yes I know you ask "but pre-dr. thanh, you are the most sophisticated person I know, besides Mr. Mayer and Mr. Lebron who else can compare to your nuts" and with that, I answer "you are correct". But through my years of sophistication I realized that you always have to strive to be a better version of who you currently are. Seriously if you look at yourself today and you decide that "man no one can touch these nuts" or for the ladies "girl, bitches can't handle my junk", then fine you should just stop living because there is nothing to look forward to. There is no higher level of AWESOME to stride for, so you should just quit while your ahead, right??

So on my dear Lindsay Prestmon's birthday, I challenge anyone who is reading this to take that next step towards sophistication, enjoy the fact that there are people out there that are able to "touch" those nuts. because when you get to a point where people can no longer "touch" those nuts...its time to die (metaphorically/physically)...Happy Birthday Lindsay!!!

p.s. I like fall because I can wear scarves and corduroys...not gay...I repeat not gay.

Another Great Day...

I like the blackjack method. Unlike conventional scales, the blackjack model goes in reverse, 1 being the awesomest and 21 being stay away. A scale for the novice and the advance. The novice will simple see the 1-21 scale as a more intricate scale with more room for flexibility. The advanced however, will see this for the complex mathematic algorithm that it is.

Let me explain:

1-9: YOU MOST DEFINITELY HAVE TO "HIT" THAT

10-11: You have to "DOUBLE DOWN", meaning you have to "HIT" that twice as hard

12-16: This is a judgement call. Similar at the blackjack table, a sober cautious man will stay away. However, the drunker you are, the more likely you'll be to "HIT" it.

17-20: DON'T "HIT" THIS!! It's not worth it, you might think it's a good idea to try your luck but 9 times out of 10...she'll come out "BUSTED"!!!

21: BLACKJACK...this kinda speaks for itself. Do you really wanna hook up with a girl name JACK. In other words...STAY AWAY!!!

DEDICATED TO LINDSAY PRESTEMON...keep your standards high over there in Spain. Remember to stay away from all the Enrique Iglesias's that troll the streets of Barcelona. However if you ever end up in Mallorca, hit up Rafa Nadal. I had a dream last night that Rafa and I were best friends. Kinda weird, we talked about suits and how awesome they are, later we became Facebook friends. The End.

Man I love the World Cup. Tell me a sporting event when once you lose, you legitimately want to invade a country!!! You can't say that when you're watching the Olympics. You CAN'T be mad at a good looking Russian gymnast doing her thang on the floor, or a Jamaican running faster then Mini Cooper. But you CAN be mad when Ghanian soccer player, his team up 2-1, dives and rolls around, calling for a stretcher to waste time and once off the field HE HOPS UP AND RUNS BACK ON TO THE FIELD!!!!! YES I WANT TO INVADE A COUNTRY AFTER I LOSE IN THE WORLD CUP!!!!

So Elaina left her phone at her work, so she was unable to go to the theatre and save seats. So the task of fending off modern folklore obsessed tweens was delegate to yours truly. But "The Prothanh" (pronounced PROTON) stayed true to his name and remained positive...the things you do for your significant other huh, am i right??!! Needless to say I did not know what I was up against. IT IS SO HARD TO MAKE SMALL TALK WITH TWEENS!!!! And you can't just stand there and not meet people because lets be honest, you're an AWESOME magnet. Awesome things/people just are attracted to you.

But anyways, having a significant other on hand, I just sat back and observed the potential. I must say it was vast. Well granted it was dark, so true judgement of physicality and legality was skewed. This is like the perfect place to meet chicks!! I mean lets looks at the angles for introduction:

1. They are already there.

2. 90% of the theatre population are girls.

3. They are obsessed with weird things like Vampires and Werewolves (so you know they're ready to get down).

However, you need a wingman/wingwoman. Preferably a wingwoman, so you can play the sensitive card. Unlike a wingman, where all you can play is a "I LIKE DUDES" card.

But I really don't know if you wanna take the risk because this tween series is pretty terrible. I HATE BELLA and I don't say HATE a lot, especially not with CAPITAL letters. BUT I HATE BELLA. She's so self absorbed and thinks that her life is so terrible, and wants to be the Undead. And plus she wants to be with this vampire guy that she meet her first day in a new school...FOREVER!! I mean all this drama and romance will be a tad bit justified if she was 25+ but she's not even legal yet. I blame these series for contributing to the increased divorce rates. Girls and Guys fresh out of adolescent are convinced that they need to have a story book ending and skip all the in between. They don't realize that the "in between" is what creates their story book ending.

Granted I'm no expert of relationships. It seems like a lot of kids are in such a rush to grow up and they don't have time to be kids.

Once Elaina got off of work at 3, poor girl had to go to work at 8, we hopped in the car and ventured over to Bob Riley's pride and joy, ALABAMA. Driving through the small towns separated by corn fields and strawberry patches, you can't help but wonder...what do they do here?? I felt like I was going to see horse drown carriages and people sitting on porches drinking a brown jug with three X's on it (XXX, moonshine probably not pornographic in nature at all). But I must say people are pretty nice down south. The real south, not like south Florida where it's basically...I don't know, I'm just not a fan. EXCEPT, this one girl who kept getting in all of my shots of dogs catching frisbees!!! HOMEGIRL WAS STAGE FIVE CLINGING ON MY SHOTS!!! But rest assured blogosphere, I come baring gifts (no thanks to homegirl)...

After a while of being amazed at my future dogs, we decided to set up base camp so we can have a good viewing of the hot air balloons. Little did we know that hot air balloon pilots were a pansies!! Apparently it's not safe for the balloons to be inflated when the winds are more than 10mph. PISH POSH!! I say, if seven year old James Henry Trotter can fly a GIANT PEACH across the ATLANTIC...these guys can inflate some balloons for my amusement!! Not to worry again blogosphere, I won't let you down...

All in all, it's always a good day when I get to hangout with this girl...how can you not love that face??

On the drive home I was reminiscing about the passed few years, where I was and how I'm glad that I am the person I am today (I took the scenic route for that explanation, just go with it). And it's fun to think about the future...for instance, a year from now I'll be finished with my first year of Optometry School, Cadillac Bonerville will have a Mrs. Cadillac Bonerville, and hopefully I'll be where I want to be...at the Gulf Coast Hot Air Balloon Festival with this girl

...Another Good Day.

The Bluffs: The site of countless teenage mischief, the site where Ted Buddy was captured, basically things go down here...I don't know why this place still exists.

Old Christ Church: The site of very special wedding in June of 2011.

Congrats Cadillac Bonerville!!!

T.T. Wentworth Museum: One of the oldest buildings in Pensacola, built in the early 1900s.

Seville Square: The site of an Art Festival, the first weekend in November. Also the site where I made a promise three years ago that I will go every year and make a button.

More to come...

2008 was one of the best summers of sports that I have ever come across. Nadal had his best season crushing Federer in straight sets to capture his fourth French Open Title. If that wasn't enough for the Mallorca native, Nadal parlayed his French Open win with a Wimbledon victory over Federer, all while capturing the Number One ranking.

In the world of soccer, Euro Cup 2008 was spectacular!! The unlikely star of the tournament, TURKEY, came out and represented their country to the fullest. The trailed the Czech Republic 2-0, and in last minute heroic scored 3 goals in injury time. Continuing their do or die attitude, scored a 90th minute equalizer against Croatia to bring them into penalties, which the later advanced. However, all good things come to an end when they fell short to Germany in the Semi-Finals. Spain ultimately won Euro Cup 2008 in typical fashion with their finesse passing game and advancing through balls. It was a great year for Spain!!

BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE!! THE OLYMPICS!!!! The single most unifying sporting event came to elevate humanity out of slums of mediocrity.

BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE!!! Even though it happens every year, Kevin Garnett, The Big Ticket himself...FINALLY WON AN NBA CHAMPIONSHIP with the CELTICS!!!

Now in 2010, Nadal is in near perfect form winning his 5th French Open title without dropping a set. Moreover, Nadal swept the clay court series winning in Monte-Carlo, Rome, Madrid, and Paris!!! Accomplishing this feat while only dropping 2 sets is nothing less the magical.

The highlight of the summer will be WORLD CUP 2010!!!! So far Spain (2) has failed to convert on any of their attempts and must win the next 2 matches to even advance out of the group. DAMN SWISS!!! I'm to angry to discuss this...THE END!!!

Another Good Day

Love Cancer (A report from the Department of Disease Control)

Season:

This is one of the most deadly characteristics of this disease, it can occur anytime during the year. The season starts as soon as 12:00 A.M. on JANUARY FIRST!! On this day the mildly rambunctious individual will have a strange urge to kiss only ONE person. It's some weird ass tradition called "bringing in the new year" more like "starting with new tears". Because if you are the unfortunate fool that catches this rapidly spreading disease it will become malignant...FAST!!

The height of the season occurs sometime during the middle of February. No one is safe during this time, so I just suggest you roll up in bed with some NightQuil and wait till the disease passes. However there is no clearing in sight EXCEPT a sliver time in late March or early April, depending on the region. This sliver of hope only occurs for about a week but it is your only hope to combat this disease. The pioneers of the school system as well as the Center for Love Cancer Control (CLCC) has devised a stretch of time called "Spring Break"!!

Rolling out of "Spring Break" you need to hold strong because Summer is rolling around the corner and a phenomenon is about to happen. Maybe it's the pollen in the air, but one of Love Cancer's minions is about to shape..."SUMMER LOVE" *UGH* Summer Love is terrible, it turns a perfectly healthy guy/girl into a "I want to spend my summer with only you" victim. If you encounter this please consult your nearest stripper, they are the Angels of Love Cancer Control.

After summer, hold strong because Halloween is right around the corner. Halloween is only break in the Fall and Winter season of Love Cancer. This is the only day in the year where girls and guys can pretend to be other people to hide from the deadly disease. So take advantage of this gift my friend because when "Christmas" rolls around...YOU ARE SCREWED!! Talk about a long winter. The bears have the right idea...Hibernation...research is in progress.

Symptoms:

* Beware of warm "feelings" in your stomach...you might throw up.

* Lightheadedness

* The urge to be Monogamous

* Recognition of any arbitrary occurrence that happens between you and the other victim during LOVE CANCER.

* The want to "spend time" with your new love overwhelms Super Smash Brothers

* Cuddling

* more to come...

Treatment:

Really there is none, because in all honesty it's pretty great.

If you please, can you give me a script of my previous lives? I bet I was a turn of the century war lord, or a failed inventor that snaked someone else's idea and pawned it as my own. Either way I would like to go back and tell War Lord Thanhkuza or Sir Thanh Wellington to NOT go through with it. Whatever they did is leaking into my life right now:

1. I'm 23 and just moving out because I'm going to Optometry School.

2. I just found out I have allergies; I've been sneezing for the passed 3 weeks. FML.

3. I love RENTING movies but soon the blockbuster in town will be moving in 2 months.

4. When you have a girlfriend, suddenly every girl thinks your attractive.

5. Finally, I'm in a quasi-relationship with a girl I'm totally in love with that I have to leave.

This F'ing karma is really getting on my nerves, but I mean I can't complain. The sheer fact that I have love in my life, be it friendship or romantic, is a sign that I'm doing something right...right now. Universe, I just wish you could rearrange my passed few years. Rearrange people, cutting some people out, or moving current people to the past and past people to the present. Life is all about timing and all I have is a sundial. Life resolution: Make the most of your time with the person your with, be it friendship or romantic...it might surprise you.

Another Good Day...

So let me start off by saying how thrilled I am that you have stubbled over a rock in my stream of consciousness. My main purpose for creating this blog is to document a new chapter in my life. You see, I'm going to Nova Southeastern University for Optometry School. With this new development in my life, I must venture away from the nest...for the first time!! I know what you're thinking, "You're 23, and you're just NOW moving out!?!?" You are correct!! Thus I must document my graduate-level adventure with...a BLOG. So with no further interruptions (except for a couple days so I can figure out how to do this)...My Life!!

Dear Reader:

After getting back from an intense trip to New Orleans, we decided to get in touch with our inner cajun. So we thought...what do cajuns do best? After racking our brains for the majority of the morning, we came up with a list.

1. Drink Beer: So we shotgunned beers. I know what you're thinking, "man these guys really know how to throw down." And I would have to say...you are correct.

2. Eat Po-Boys: So she ate a shrimp po-boy. She was so excited she couldn't even wait for me to take the picture before she ate. What can I say...not a lot.

3. Act a Fool: Theres not a lot to say about this.

4. Crawfish: C'mon these little mud bugs are the staple of Cajun cuisine. Trust me if you never had these messy little critters, you should definitely do yourself a favor and make it happen for yourself. After the tender crawfish meat hits your palate and the spicy aroma takes your sense for a cruise around the bayou, you'll thank me. My mouth started to water as I wrote...kinda embarrassing.

5. Finally...they got a whole lot of L.O.V.E:

Dear Reader:

In 1776, a simple sheet of paper was adopted by 56 rebels and shortly after a nation. Here I stood in Independence Hall, ground zero of the birth of our United States of America. Just thinking about that history humbles you a bit. Granted whatever happened on that summer day, we won't know that difference either way. However to combat that perplexing paradigm, it was a Webster Word of the Day, here are some pictures of Philly.

These are pictures of Independence Hall and the surrounding park. This area of downtown Philadelphia is like walk back in time. Narrow streets and red brick homes covered with the sun-kissed tint of cherry blossoms line the downtown area. You don't want to even drive around this historic haven. It was a joy to walk around because you're eyes are constantly going from one site to another. But my favorite...the tulips!! No homo...

Another Good Day...

Dear Reader:

Ok so this trip was back in March but I'll post it now, since quite frankly...I didn't have a blog back then. So around mid March I went up north to go to an interview at Pennsylvania School of Optometry. Along the way I stopped in Laurel, MD to visit my brother and his family. OK mainly it was to see my little turtle...disclaimer: Not a real turtle, his name is Timothy.

While I was in The District, being the adventurous tourist that I am, I decided to go on a trek across our nation's capital. First things first, every time I go to a foreign city I make sure to send a postcard to Elaina, she collects them...weird I know. And where else to send from than the most LEGIT post office in the United States.

The level of LEGITNESS was very high for this building, being that it is the third tallest building in D.C. The cool thing is you can walk all the way to the top of the 315 ft. tower.

The climb was the only bad thing about it. But man...the view was worth it.

Furthermore since my brother works in Alexandria, MD for the National Patent Office, I decided to check out where he does the business...and this business being actually work. Its pretty cool some of the stuff that goes through this building, anything from Facebook codes to the next million dollar idea. But right across the street was the George Washington Masonic Museum. Being a Sigma Chi, I thought it suitable for me to check out one of the oldest Fraternities.

Another Good Day...