I want this song!!!!!!!
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
What global warming?
We should all be happy that the wonderful Triple-H (Hot, Hazy & Humid) days have arrived to our beautiful wilting Apple. The women are in skimpy clothes. People's faces are shades of pink and red as most forget to use SPF. They're so unlucky compared to me as I continue to get jazzed up in the mornings donning my tie and suit. After all, the recently introduced new trains spit out freezing air that so irk the barely-dressed female commuters. Pobre mujeres.
The heat does have drawbacks. First, I have to take cold showers in the morning and when I get home. Second, it causes my electricity bill to drastically increase as roaming spirits in my apartment scrawl on the walls for me to blast the air conditioning lest they tossed items at me. Thirdly, I can't sleep bundled in my comforter.
On the bright side, my appetite for spiced foods has soared. I get to use lots of napkins to wipe my mouth and waves of sweat. The frostbite epidemic will be kept at bay. Should it get any hotter, folks will not drive and, thus, create the low demand that will lower gas prices as inventory builds. Lives will be saved as who wants to shoot bullets and explode bombs. Life's a beach and we should all head there for breasts and volleyball.
This global warming hypothesis is crap conjured up by fascist liberals who are educated unshaven and assertive women and men like that who like other men; hate America; and, blaspheme God's great representatives such as Pat Robertson and George W. Bush. But that's cool as this heat is a prelude to their damnation in Hell.
Note: heat does cause circuitry to cross, send wrong signals and burn out.
The heat does have drawbacks. First, I have to take cold showers in the morning and when I get home. Second, it causes my electricity bill to drastically increase as roaming spirits in my apartment scrawl on the walls for me to blast the air conditioning lest they tossed items at me. Thirdly, I can't sleep bundled in my comforter.
On the bright side, my appetite for spiced foods has soared. I get to use lots of napkins to wipe my mouth and waves of sweat. The frostbite epidemic will be kept at bay. Should it get any hotter, folks will not drive and, thus, create the low demand that will lower gas prices as inventory builds. Lives will be saved as who wants to shoot bullets and explode bombs. Life's a beach and we should all head there for breasts and volleyball.
This global warming hypothesis is crap conjured up by fascist liberals who are educated unshaven and assertive women and men like that who like other men; hate America; and, blaspheme God's great representatives such as Pat Robertson and George W. Bush. But that's cool as this heat is a prelude to their damnation in Hell.
Note: heat does cause circuitry to cross, send wrong signals and burn out.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Bullseye Necklace
Since May, I've been working quite furiously when in the office. Not that I want to but because I have to as I was given a sparkling invisible necklace made of bullseyes from management. It all started with the re-restructure that occurred at the beginning of 2Q08. My group consists of three people (me boss, me-self and me co-worker).
The boss doesn't really do much other than push things onto me while he reads the paper, Stumbles online, checks out the Manhattan skyline and inhales a pound and change of sunflower seeds everyday. Me co-worker is ever the model worker as she helped me with a few annual reviews and other mindless shit that was handled by other folks prior the re-restructure. As for me, I'm inundated with demands from the front, middle and back office.
I get the privilege of hitting the group's quota for this year, writing up the bundles of annual reviews myself & correcting Credit's shoddy contributions (or lack thereof since they're worse copy-and-pasters than me-self), maintaining the quarterly financial statements & compliance certificates, reviewing & preparing closing documents, filing all necessary paperwork to the cabinets and responding to all waivers and inquiries from HK.
For all these perks, I get a key to the penthouse office where we've been re-restructured to. I'm not allowed to smoke on the balcony (me co-worker told me the big cheese asked her to spy on me). In fact, I'm not allowed outside but I go anyways and occasionally have a smoke. At least, I still have my music, my net links for time/space dislocations and a bathroom for 3 people only (they're not messy at all).
While I've asked for help, the assurances I get are that it's coming shortly, soon or in the near future. So far, ZIP, NADA, BUPKISS. But I shouldn't complain. After all, I have a job, especially in this shitty market when many companies are letting go of staff. Hell, I should work harder since they haven't fired my ass yet though they're so itching to do so. In fact, I should grateful to take their abuse as I put myself in this precarious position by performing so well at the beginning of my tenure that it created unrealistic expectations. Dammit, it's my fault that I'm not living up to those lofty aims despite the massive economic realities against it.
I should be so lucky to be adorned with the bullseye necklace.
The boss doesn't really do much other than push things onto me while he reads the paper, Stumbles online, checks out the Manhattan skyline and inhales a pound and change of sunflower seeds everyday. Me co-worker is ever the model worker as she helped me with a few annual reviews and other mindless shit that was handled by other folks prior the re-restructure. As for me, I'm inundated with demands from the front, middle and back office.
I get the privilege of hitting the group's quota for this year, writing up the bundles of annual reviews myself & correcting Credit's shoddy contributions (or lack thereof since they're worse copy-and-pasters than me-self), maintaining the quarterly financial statements & compliance certificates, reviewing & preparing closing documents, filing all necessary paperwork to the cabinets and responding to all waivers and inquiries from HK.
For all these perks, I get a key to the penthouse office where we've been re-restructured to. I'm not allowed to smoke on the balcony (me co-worker told me the big cheese asked her to spy on me). In fact, I'm not allowed outside but I go anyways and occasionally have a smoke. At least, I still have my music, my net links for time/space dislocations and a bathroom for 3 people only (they're not messy at all).
While I've asked for help, the assurances I get are that it's coming shortly, soon or in the near future. So far, ZIP, NADA, BUPKISS. But I shouldn't complain. After all, I have a job, especially in this shitty market when many companies are letting go of staff. Hell, I should work harder since they haven't fired my ass yet though they're so itching to do so. In fact, I should grateful to take their abuse as I put myself in this precarious position by performing so well at the beginning of my tenure that it created unrealistic expectations. Dammit, it's my fault that I'm not living up to those lofty aims despite the massive economic realities against it.
I should be so lucky to be adorned with the bullseye necklace.
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Eye Opener
I'm reading "Bloodthirsty Bitches and Pious Pimps of Power" by Gerry Spence right now. It's an eye-opener just like those magic shades that Rowdy Piper wore on "They Live". Instead of aliens, it's W and his gang of right-wing thugs of hate.
I love how he breaks down the illusion of the basic freedoms we're guaranteed by the Constitution, especially by the fuckers with money and power.
Quick review: I went to the Jay Z and Mary J. Blige concert last night at the Garden. The energy wasn't there. There was a somber lull during MJB's act. The folks down below did not have 10% of the energy the technotronicstrancemasters could muster with a changing of the beats. One of the folks in the corporate box wanted to jam but she lasted only 15 seconds before sitting down again. It was cool when Method Man came out and busted some rhymes with MJB but the energy faded once he left. Fatigue grew and, after 3 songs by Jay Z, the other bankers and I broke out.
Though a bit tired now, I'm ready for ARMIN tonight. I hope he'll somehow recognize my friend and I from Bal en Blanc.
I love how he breaks down the illusion of the basic freedoms we're guaranteed by the Constitution, especially by the fuckers with money and power.
Quick review: I went to the Jay Z and Mary J. Blige concert last night at the Garden. The energy wasn't there. There was a somber lull during MJB's act. The folks down below did not have 10% of the energy the technotronicstrancemasters could muster with a changing of the beats. One of the folks in the corporate box wanted to jam but she lasted only 15 seconds before sitting down again. It was cool when Method Man came out and busted some rhymes with MJB but the energy faded once he left. Fatigue grew and, after 3 songs by Jay Z, the other bankers and I broke out.
Though a bit tired now, I'm ready for ARMIN tonight. I hope he'll somehow recognize my friend and I from Bal en Blanc.
Friday, May 02, 2008
Nostalgia
I helped two co-workers' iTunes to share their music in early January. Only today did I go check out what they had. One had sappy tunes. The other.....OMFG!!!!!
She has: Billy Idol, Corey Hart, Cyndi Lauper, Duran Duran, Erasure, Eurythmics, Expose, Go Go's, Hall & Oates, Human League, INXS, Jody Watley, Joe Jackson, KLF, Level 42, New Order, OMD, Paul Young, Pet Shop Boys, Robert Palmer, Sheena Easton, Simply Red, Stevie B, Thompson Twins, U2, Wham!, When In Rome and Whitney Houston.
I'm spending the afternoon reminiscing and being nostalgic.
She has: Billy Idol, Corey Hart, Cyndi Lauper, Duran Duran, Erasure, Eurythmics, Expose, Go Go's, Hall & Oates, Human League, INXS, Jody Watley, Joe Jackson, KLF, Level 42, New Order, OMD, Paul Young, Pet Shop Boys, Robert Palmer, Sheena Easton, Simply Red, Stevie B, Thompson Twins, U2, Wham!, When In Rome and Whitney Houston.
I'm spending the afternoon reminiscing and being nostalgic.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
17 years later
I got my college ring back this afternoon. I'm wearing it now as I write this. However, it just feels strange as I'm not used to it. In fact, I'm not used to wearing rings and any kind of jewelry other than my watch and the chain that's been on me since I was a kid. It's quite possible I would have gotten used to having a ring but that's not going to happen now. Right Dickhead Bob?
During senior, Bob would have a fellow Navy ROTC guy come to the house. Actually, this guy had two keys: one for the front door and Bob's room. When they were at the house, they'd stay in Bob's room with the door locked. The rest of the house would wonder what 's going on upstairs. We didn't think he was gay. Or was he?
Maybe it was I who asked/remarked to the housemates about his possibly conducting gay activities within and it got back to him. Bob and I weren't really friendly throughout the year after that. Dunno.
Like I wrote earlier, I hope something mechanical that he really loves/cherishes breaks. So long as no one is hurt. Perhaps the pocket-butt-rocket he got from his college ROTC love. Brokeback Submarine?
Ahahahahahahahaha........
During senior, Bob would have a fellow Navy ROTC guy come to the house. Actually, this guy had two keys: one for the front door and Bob's room. When they were at the house, they'd stay in Bob's room with the door locked. The rest of the house would wonder what 's going on upstairs. We didn't think he was gay. Or was he?
Maybe it was I who asked/remarked to the housemates about his possibly conducting gay activities within and it got back to him. Bob and I weren't really friendly throughout the year after that. Dunno.
Like I wrote earlier, I hope something mechanical that he really loves/cherishes breaks. So long as no one is hurt. Perhaps the pocket-butt-rocket he got from his college ROTC love. Brokeback Submarine?
Ahahahahahahahaha........
Monday, April 28, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Blast from the Past
After my dentist appointment today, I called my office to check messages and one was especially particular. A woman said that she had something that belonged to me. I called her back and discovered that she is now the former wife of a former housemate of mine from college. She told me that she had my COLLEGE RING. What the fuck?!?!!?!?
Partly shocked yet calmed by her gentleness, I listened to her tell me the story her ex-husband told her about my ring. Supposedly, I bet my ring during a card game and lost it to him. UTTER BULLSHIT! Broke as we were in college, we'd rather spend money on beer and cigarettes than play cards. Moreover, my mother had bought me the ring for graduation so I was not going to lose that.
After we spoke, the memories came back to me. I remember taking the ring off and putting on a bookshelf in my room. When I came back from class, it was missing and I was searching everywhere for it. In fact, I asked all my housemates if they might have seen it and they ALL said "No".
So...the fucker stole my ring and conjured up some bullshit story. While I'm not mad, I am a little pissed off. I don't wish him any harm but it would be nice if something awful happened to his most cherished piece of machine. Like a meteor destroying it. Not with him, his new wife nor anyone else in or near it. I don't want anyone hurt.
It's been 17 years since I last saw the ring.
Partly shocked yet calmed by her gentleness, I listened to her tell me the story her ex-husband told her about my ring. Supposedly, I bet my ring during a card game and lost it to him. UTTER BULLSHIT! Broke as we were in college, we'd rather spend money on beer and cigarettes than play cards. Moreover, my mother had bought me the ring for graduation so I was not going to lose that.
After we spoke, the memories came back to me. I remember taking the ring off and putting on a bookshelf in my room. When I came back from class, it was missing and I was searching everywhere for it. In fact, I asked all my housemates if they might have seen it and they ALL said "No".
So...the fucker stole my ring and conjured up some bullshit story. While I'm not mad, I am a little pissed off. I don't wish him any harm but it would be nice if something awful happened to his most cherished piece of machine. Like a meteor destroying it. Not with him, his new wife nor anyone else in or near it. I don't want anyone hurt.
It's been 17 years since I last saw the ring.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Alan Shore
Is quite possibly one of the best characters ever created for television. Tonight, he argued against the death penalty for a convicted rapist who happens to be mentally retarded (IQ of 70 but never declared so). What a fucking speech he gave! Many many kudos to the speechwriters too!
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Bal En Blanc Videos
This party was OFF THE FUCKING HOOK!!!!!
See my post below for some videos of the 14th Edition of the White Party in Montreal.
Can't wait til next year.
Monday, April 14, 2008
daylight savings time on the train
As some folks know, the Transit Authority installed new trains for the N line about 5 months ago in its systematic upgrade. The new trains are well air-conditioned, run faster and smoother and provide a bevy of information for the casual idiot. This morning was interesting though.
As I waited at the 59th Street station, in comes one of these new trains. The first car's lights are out and brought back a fleeting memory of older trains with spotty lighting. But the second, third, fourth and fifth cars' lights were also out. The only light that was on was in the door conductor's booth.
The silver lining I found was that I could get a 15-minute nap instead of reading the paper as usual. The ride seemed a bit nouveau-tech as the LED displays of time, next station and other stations along the route seemed a bit futuristic with the occasional passing of tunnel lights to indicate that we were moving.
I'm sure the other commuters at the 36th Street station had similar thoughts that I did. However, before heading out, the lights came on.
So I chuckled, read my paper and, upon the sweet caffeine finally hitting my nervous system, I realized that these new trains were conserving power. How green!
As I waited at the 59th Street station, in comes one of these new trains. The first car's lights are out and brought back a fleeting memory of older trains with spotty lighting. But the second, third, fourth and fifth cars' lights were also out. The only light that was on was in the door conductor's booth.
The silver lining I found was that I could get a 15-minute nap instead of reading the paper as usual. The ride seemed a bit nouveau-tech as the LED displays of time, next station and other stations along the route seemed a bit futuristic with the occasional passing of tunnel lights to indicate that we were moving.
I'm sure the other commuters at the 36th Street station had similar thoughts that I did. However, before heading out, the lights came on.
So I chuckled, read my paper and, upon the sweet caffeine finally hitting my nervous system, I realized that these new trains were conserving power. How green!
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Restructure
Following Labor Day weekend last year, I returned to work and saw that my computer was missing. The first thought was "they finally fired me". Alas, it wasn't true. They moved me upstairs to a corner office. A friend called me "Napoleon". Moreover, I found out that I had a new boss and that I lost have my portfolio and coverage.
Six months later to April Fool's Day, I get a call from the guy who hired me and he tells me that it's his last day (he got canned as I'm told). My boss got bumped up and I got my portfolio and coverage back. However, I'm not happy about it.
I think I was a happier and more motivated person prior this job. It's probably time to leave but the stinking economy is in the crapper. With a bunch of available talent in the pool, it's unlikely that I'll score something fabulous. Perhaps, I should get a second job (a thought that comes up every so often) to diversify from being a DVR-addict.
By the way, the hottest woman on Beauty and the Geek this season, Jillian, was so booted when she volunteered to be on the Geek flag football team, which lost to a bunch of girls. The biggest cock is Cowboy Joe because he's (i) unkempt/smelly (according to his teammate Tara), (ii) generally obnoxious with his long-winded speeches and (iii) unable to open up to new ideas and progress. I find myself digging Leticia because she's (i) a different pretty, (ii) open and athletic and (iii) a blond.
Pretty Villains Alert: Battlestar Galactica's bevy of bad chicks are Tricia Helfer (Six) and Grace Park (Boomer).
Supporting Cutie Award: Goes to Julie Gonzalo, she's definitely rocking lead Natasha Henstridge, a fading favorite.
If the rare or random reader is interested, download (free) this mix while you can:
http://www.newmixes.com/paul_van_dyk-live_at_club_space_miami_wmc-sat-03-29-2008.html
It rocks!!!!!
Six months later to April Fool's Day, I get a call from the guy who hired me and he tells me that it's his last day (he got canned as I'm told). My boss got bumped up and I got my portfolio and coverage back. However, I'm not happy about it.
I think I was a happier and more motivated person prior this job. It's probably time to leave but the stinking economy is in the crapper. With a bunch of available talent in the pool, it's unlikely that I'll score something fabulous. Perhaps, I should get a second job (a thought that comes up every so often) to diversify from being a DVR-addict.
By the way, the hottest woman on Beauty and the Geek this season, Jillian, was so booted when she volunteered to be on the Geek flag football team, which lost to a bunch of girls. The biggest cock is Cowboy Joe because he's (i) unkempt/smelly (according to his teammate Tara), (ii) generally obnoxious with his long-winded speeches and (iii) unable to open up to new ideas and progress. I find myself digging Leticia because she's (i) a different pretty, (ii) open and athletic and (iii) a blond.
Pretty Villains Alert: Battlestar Galactica's bevy of bad chicks are Tricia Helfer (Six) and Grace Park (Boomer).
Supporting Cutie Award: Goes to Julie Gonzalo, she's definitely rocking lead Natasha Henstridge, a fading favorite.
If the rare or random reader is interested, download (free) this mix while you can:
http://www.newmixes.com/paul_van_dyk-live_at_club_space_miami_wmc-sat-03-29-2008.html
It rocks!!!!!
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Bal en Blanc
Montreal was fantastic even while it was "brick cold". Below are highlights of the trip:
Travel - Two hour delay at LGA and had to fly back into JFK instead
Food - Didn't know what to eat and the dinners were so-so. FYI, L'entrecote Saint-Jean sucked and Mikasa Sushi's service blew
Shopping - The famed underground city is no joke. I presumed it for the folks who didn't smoke but was properly corrected as it kept folks out of the frigid weather
Chinatown - Was small and their pastries/ice coffee lacked the oomph of our own C-town
Geography - We stayed at a decent hotel downtown that was quite convenient
Couche Tard - Rocks as Montreal's 7-11
Chez Cora - We ate here three times; can't go wrong with the Western Omelette Bobby Botton or the Cora Special
Liberal - If you're 18 and older, you can drink and gamble. Folks recognize that alcohol and drugs will be taken regardless so it seems that they allow it to happen and promote cautionary measures as opposed to outright crackdowns like in the U.S. Just don't be so blatant about it
White Party - Took 3 hours to get into the party; must have been 15,000 or so people there; we caught Ferry Corsten's last 2 hours and made it through Armin's 4-hour set that ended at 9AM; Armin shook my hand twice after his set, BOOYA!
Travel - Two hour delay at LGA and had to fly back into JFK instead
Food - Didn't know what to eat and the dinners were so-so. FYI, L'entrecote Saint-Jean sucked and Mikasa Sushi's service blew
Shopping - The famed underground city is no joke. I presumed it for the folks who didn't smoke but was properly corrected as it kept folks out of the frigid weather
Chinatown - Was small and their pastries/ice coffee lacked the oomph of our own C-town
Geography - We stayed at a decent hotel downtown that was quite convenient
Couche Tard - Rocks as Montreal's 7-11
Chez Cora - We ate here three times; can't go wrong with the Western Omelette Bobby Botton or the Cora Special
Liberal - If you're 18 and older, you can drink and gamble. Folks recognize that alcohol and drugs will be taken regardless so it seems that they allow it to happen and promote cautionary measures as opposed to outright crackdowns like in the U.S. Just don't be so blatant about it
White Party - Took 3 hours to get into the party; must have been 15,000 or so people there; we caught Ferry Corsten's last 2 hours and made it through Armin's 4-hour set that ended at 9AM; Armin shook my hand twice after his set, BOOYA!
Deafness - One should definitely have earplugs when going to these events; my ears are still ringing
C'est la vie! Bal en Blanc 15th Edition is 12 April 2009.
I was going to write a play-by-play but I have lots of work to catch up on. Doh! Eh!
C'est la vie! Bal en Blanc 15th Edition is 12 April 2009.
I was going to write a play-by-play but I have lots of work to catch up on. Doh! Eh!
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Republican Rage
...directed at Democrats and homosexuals.
On Friday, an Iowa congressman by the name of Steve King warned that terrorists, notably those affiliated with Al Qaeda, will be dancing in the streets if Barack Obama is elected President. Rep. Steve King based his prediction on Obama's pledge to pull troops out of Iraq, his Kenyan heritage and his middle name, Hussein. King is the typical American Christian right-wing dumb-fuck.
On 22 January, talk radio host John Gibson seem to be rejoicing in Heath Ledger's unfortunate overdose. He and other Christian right-wingers claim that Ledger's death is proof that god hates homosexuals. As you know, Brokeback Mountain was a movie and Heath portrayed a reluctant gay cowboy. A woman claim that her ability to read the bible proved that she understands and knows the almighty's thinking in the ordering of Ledger's death.
What the fuck is wrong with these folks? Their good book teaches them to be kind to their neighbors but they're a bunch of backward whiny hating fucktards. If one does not conform to their good book views, then one is automatically damned to hell and worthy of their scorn and venom.
It seems all three major religions - Judaism, Islam & Christianity - seek a return to the days of "ain't got shit". The Jews constantly remind themselves of their people's past struggles. The Muslims want to bring back the pre-millennium days of their main man, Mohammed. The Christians want their homey, Jesus, to return.
Here are some reasons to let history be history:
-electricity
-air conditioning
-refrigeration
-vaccines
-way better explanations than "god made it so"
-better & quicker information sharing
I heard a good one last year: the American Christians are hoping and praying that the Anti-Christ hath cometh already because it means Jesus is surely to return to bring them into his bosom by way of the Rapture. Are they a cruel, evil and selfish bunch?
On Friday, an Iowa congressman by the name of Steve King warned that terrorists, notably those affiliated with Al Qaeda, will be dancing in the streets if Barack Obama is elected President. Rep. Steve King based his prediction on Obama's pledge to pull troops out of Iraq, his Kenyan heritage and his middle name, Hussein. King is the typical American Christian right-wing dumb-fuck.
On 22 January, talk radio host John Gibson seem to be rejoicing in Heath Ledger's unfortunate overdose. He and other Christian right-wingers claim that Ledger's death is proof that god hates homosexuals. As you know, Brokeback Mountain was a movie and Heath portrayed a reluctant gay cowboy. A woman claim that her ability to read the bible proved that she understands and knows the almighty's thinking in the ordering of Ledger's death.
What the fuck is wrong with these folks? Their good book teaches them to be kind to their neighbors but they're a bunch of backward whiny hating fucktards. If one does not conform to their good book views, then one is automatically damned to hell and worthy of their scorn and venom.
It seems all three major religions - Judaism, Islam & Christianity - seek a return to the days of "ain't got shit". The Jews constantly remind themselves of their people's past struggles. The Muslims want to bring back the pre-millennium days of their main man, Mohammed. The Christians want their homey, Jesus, to return.
Here are some reasons to let history be history:
-electricity
-air conditioning
-refrigeration
-vaccines
-way better explanations than "god made it so"
-better & quicker information sharing
I heard a good one last year: the American Christians are hoping and praying that the Anti-Christ hath cometh already because it means Jesus is surely to return to bring them into his bosom by way of the Rapture. Are they a cruel, evil and selfish bunch?
Monday, March 03, 2008
March Monday thoughts
My right wrist still hurts. It happened on a Monday morning three weeks ago. I woke up and I felt pain shoot up my arm as I got up. I thought it would go away but it hasn't so I finally got around to immobilizing it last night. I'll need to see a doctor soon.
The on-going joke with folks who know about my mysterious injury is that I've been jerking off too often and much. Here's the sad thing, there certainly wasn't any jerking off that Sunday night, the night before, the week before, the month before, etc. Otherwise, it might have been worth it. Dammit!
Getting old sucks.
Other thoughts.....from news I read....
1. Yet another murder-suicide is reported. This time, it took place at a Wendy's in Florida. A guy walks in, starts blasting and then eats one himself without telling the clerk that he'd like some fries with the bullets. There seemed to have been one each week for the last month.
2. Eco-terrorists started fires that burned expensive homes in Seattle. Aren't eco-terrorists those who would sabotage corporate or political plans to wreck the environment? If so, what's the point of burning down the homes? Fires add to our carbon dioxide problem and cause the folks to seek new sources of wood for rebuilding their homes which, in turn, defeat that which the group wants to achieve. Dimwits with good intentions.
3. Iran's nutty president visited Iraq and said that "foreigners" should leave Iraq. Obviously, he meant the U.S. and its allies. What about the jihadists? These are the non-Iraqi Sunni folks who are blasting and blowing up the Shiites who are the majority in both Iran and Iraq. Presumably, these folks, being Muslim, are welcomed to practice and perfect their murderous techniques. Fuckwits.
The world is becoming a sad place. While a part of me still wants to be a father, I'm not sure if it's the right thing to bring a child into the world. Seems selfish.
The on-going joke with folks who know about my mysterious injury is that I've been jerking off too often and much. Here's the sad thing, there certainly wasn't any jerking off that Sunday night, the night before, the week before, the month before, etc. Otherwise, it might have been worth it. Dammit!
Getting old sucks.
Other thoughts.....from news I read....
1. Yet another murder-suicide is reported. This time, it took place at a Wendy's in Florida. A guy walks in, starts blasting and then eats one himself without telling the clerk that he'd like some fries with the bullets. There seemed to have been one each week for the last month.
2. Eco-terrorists started fires that burned expensive homes in Seattle. Aren't eco-terrorists those who would sabotage corporate or political plans to wreck the environment? If so, what's the point of burning down the homes? Fires add to our carbon dioxide problem and cause the folks to seek new sources of wood for rebuilding their homes which, in turn, defeat that which the group wants to achieve. Dimwits with good intentions.
3. Iran's nutty president visited Iraq and said that "foreigners" should leave Iraq. Obviously, he meant the U.S. and its allies. What about the jihadists? These are the non-Iraqi Sunni folks who are blasting and blowing up the Shiites who are the majority in both Iran and Iraq. Presumably, these folks, being Muslim, are welcomed to practice and perfect their murderous techniques. Fuckwits.
The world is becoming a sad place. While a part of me still wants to be a father, I'm not sure if it's the right thing to bring a child into the world. Seems selfish.
Friday, February 29, 2008
....doh....
Two close friends of mine that are brother and sister lost their father last night. And their grandfather is holding on in the hospital. ....doh....
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Valentine's Day...PSSSSHHHHH....
It's got to be the dumbest day around. Why do couples need to be kind to each other for one special day? What about the other 360 days? I'm taking into account each person's birthday, Christmas and the anniversary, if either remembers. I think 183 days of being nice to your mate is the minimum. For those who suck at math, that's 1 day more than half a year. Or simply, do something every other day.
So keep expectations low, smile, throw him/her a wink or two and hug each other. Every other day. Y'all should be so lucky to have someone to deal with your shit.
Another thing.... Roses and candy are so lame. Go to a flower shop, look at the flowers, pick the ones the evoke a nice memory and write it down on the card that you send along with the flowers. Pork chops, if they stuffed, are good too.
Roses....PSSSSShhhhh.......
So keep expectations low, smile, throw him/her a wink or two and hug each other. Every other day. Y'all should be so lucky to have someone to deal with your shit.
Another thing.... Roses and candy are so lame. Go to a flower shop, look at the flowers, pick the ones the evoke a nice memory and write it down on the card that you send along with the flowers. Pork chops, if they stuffed, are good too.
Roses....PSSSSShhhhh.......
Sunday, February 10, 2008
I helped Dell
Who would have thunk it? Some Dell tech guy read my XPS comment.
Maybe Dell should comp me the laptop for helping them figure out why Vista sucks.
Maybe Dell should comp me the laptop for helping them figure out why Vista sucks.
Absence of Football
I woke up at 930AM, 90 minutes before the alarm on my 5 year old deactivated cell phone went off. I had hoped to hear the ring tone, levitate kavallerie. It was loud and very different. I haven't figured out how to add that particular ring tone to subsequent phones.
After an hour of checking on my Vista-damaged XPS, I went to Verizon Wireless to activate my new phone, a black Chocolate. It was a nice that I only waited for 5 minutes before being helped. I told the lady that I wanted to activate my new phone and she replied "there's going to be a $20 charge." Uh.......bullshit. I am grateful that she gave me instructions to activate it at home.
So I spent the $20 on gas and 8 pieces of KFC dark meat with 4 biscuits. Half original and crispy. There was also a $2.11 cup of Dunkin Donuts too.
When I got home, Vista restarted itself and was noisily scanning for something I did to fix it. I suppose I annoyed it like a doctor would give a child an immunization shot.
It was noon and, for the first time since late August, I didn't have to call Fuzzy. There was no Sunday pre-game show on ESPN. So I watched "Dick".
Around 330PM, I moved the car and took a nice stroll home but could not figure out what to have for dinner.
Vista seemed to be well off and I surfed. I had bookmarked a wonderfully written site that I stumbled upon in December: www.f-ckingc-nts.com Yes, it is a real site. No, it's not some misogynistic site. Actually, it's written by an incredibly funny and intelligent woman who loves the word "cunt".
From there, I found a link to yet another hilarious site: www.mil-millington.com.
Great laughter. Especially in the absence of football.
After an hour of checking on my Vista-damaged XPS, I went to Verizon Wireless to activate my new phone, a black Chocolate. It was a nice that I only waited for 5 minutes before being helped. I told the lady that I wanted to activate my new phone and she replied "there's going to be a $20 charge." Uh.......bullshit. I am grateful that she gave me instructions to activate it at home.
So I spent the $20 on gas and 8 pieces of KFC dark meat with 4 biscuits. Half original and crispy. There was also a $2.11 cup of Dunkin Donuts too.
When I got home, Vista restarted itself and was noisily scanning for something I did to fix it. I suppose I annoyed it like a doctor would give a child an immunization shot.
It was noon and, for the first time since late August, I didn't have to call Fuzzy. There was no Sunday pre-game show on ESPN. So I watched "Dick".
Around 330PM, I moved the car and took a nice stroll home but could not figure out what to have for dinner.
Vista seemed to be well off and I surfed. I had bookmarked a wonderfully written site that I stumbled upon in December: www.f-ckingc-nts.com Yes, it is a real site. No, it's not some misogynistic site. Actually, it's written by an incredibly funny and intelligent woman who loves the word "cunt".
From there, I found a link to yet another hilarious site: www.mil-millington.com.
Great laughter. Especially in the absence of football.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
恭喜发财
There's a Chinese tradition that the first thing one is supposed to do upon awaking on Chinese New Year is to put something sweet into their mouth so as to have a sweet new year.
This morning (as in every morning), it was Listerine.
I think I have a cavity now as one my upper molars is aching.
D'oh!
This morning (as in every morning), it was Listerine.
I think I have a cavity now as one my upper molars is aching.
D'oh!
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