Hey, this is my place. Grab a seat and relax for a bit. If you are expecting deep philosophical blather you are going to be dissappointed. You have been warned as some of the opinions discussed on this blog are the opinions of the owner and may or may not align with your own.
Thursday, December 04, 2008
There is a pivotal point when the years starting moving at light speed. I have done much research about this and I am fairly certain my hypothesis is correct. The years drag until you hit the age of 21....then they start flying by. Soon after 21...what may seem like seconds....you hit 30. The next phase where time takes yet another quantum leap in speed is after you have kids....pretty soon yer a year away from 40 and then you really start wondering where the hell all this time has gone.
Anyway....let's jump back from that incredibly large tangent that just sort of fell onto the screen.
Thanksgiving....good times. Good time with family that I hadn't seen in a long time. Thanksgiving day at my folks house was fun, hectic, and crowded. My folks place isn't that big to begin with, add 15 adults and 8 grand kids and it's a recipe for chaos. It was. Adults with no energy and kids with endless energy made for an interesting time. We all did make it out alive though so we got that working for us.
Fast forward to Friday night...had the chance to hang out with some old friends and finally meet some new ones (yes...I finally met the weather chick and her other half in person) Good times....good times. Anyone up for a week long trip to tornado alley?????? Jason and Michelle were up and it was good to have them back in the fold....I missed them even though I didn't really realize it until we were again enjoying some frosty beverages at "The Bone". It was good to see Dave and Rich...even though we all live within minutes of each other we seldom get together to share old times or shoot the shit about new ones. And lastly and certainly least was Jerry. I have to admit, it was good to see him again as well...even though he does sort of scare me with the hair and beard action he has going (picture the death metal bass player aggressive type.....yeah you know what I'm talking about). Heather was there too and it has been a long time since I have seen her!! Good friends every one of them.
Looking forward to seeing everyone again during the silly season that is approaching. Till then take care of yourselves.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Actually..come to think of it...maybe that's not such a bad thing.
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Obama and the Dems won with authority and then some.
Palin eventually caused the implosion of the Republican party...and now everything is right with the world.
My only caution people is the simple fact this country as well as the world is pretty fucked up right now.
To think that this one individual is going to be the 2nd coming is ludicrous.
I watched the acceptance party for Obama and although I was happy to see him win (I did vote for him after all); I thought all the bawling, raising hands to the sky, and the praise Jesus crap that was going on amongst the crowd was a bit much.
And Oprah....not gonna even go there.
The guy isn't a god after all and these people looked like they were a witness to some divine event.
Come on....a divine event?
If anything, the American people finally pulled their heads outta their assess and spoke up for once.
This election was quoted as seeing one of the largest voters turn outs in history.
I guess my question is where the fuck were all you morons 4 years ago?
Did we really have to go through another 4 years of that W. fuck before you finally figured it was the right thing to vote.
How dare you people....how dare you!!!!!
People say voting is a privilege.....it is a duty you schmucks...a duty...do you hear?!!!!
Freedom and democracy is a fragile thing..and we are fortunate to be here enjoying our rights.
Again....I hope and pray that Obama is the man we all think he is.
Is he capable of leading this country out of the funk that we are in?
For the sake of my 401(k), I hope so.
More importantly are you (yes you reading this blog) willing to do what it takes to help bring this country out of the funk that it's in?
Time will tell my friends...time will tell.
I'll see you all in four years when I'll ask all of you if you are better off now than you were four years ago.
My hope is that we all answer with a resounding yes.
Friday, October 03, 2008
Thursday, October 02, 2008
If she doesn't feel like answering the question, she changes the subject and starts talking about something completely unrelated.
And another thing...if I hear one more "soccer mom" or "glass ceiling" or "Maverick" or "Gosh" or "darn it" out of this lady I am gonna fuckin puke. This is unbelievable! Even worse....it's more frightening than anything else. This woman is not fit to be vice president...and the thought that she would be the one to take over the oval office in the event McCain takes a dirt nap before his term in the unholy event we as a nation let him into the white house is more than I can take (insert deep breath here due to the fact that the last statement was a run on sentence). I think I just threw up a little bit in my mouth.
Jeez people....the ride is getting a little scary and I think I want to get off, there's just no where to go.
I remember the days of yore when a gallon of gas was $.99, and I also realize that those days are gone. The difference is that back then when a gallon fluctuated as much as a penny people went nuts. These days you can go to sleep one night with gas at one price and the very next morning it can be $.40 or more for that same gallon of gas. What the hell is up with that? Who in their right mind thinks that is alright to do? We have been conditioned people.....conditioned. Don't just sit there in your steel coffins slowly moving along the cloggged arteries we call roadways. WAKE UP!!!! I want you all to go to the window....open it....stick your head out and yell, I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!!!!
We are paying to much for fuel....and our leaders must do something about it and find a way to rid us of the dependency on foreign fucking oil...you lousy muther fuckers. Do what it is that we sent you there to do you over privaleged, corrupt biotches!!!!
Monday, September 29, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
I don't get it...
Friday, September 19, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Whatever the case ya fucker's...vote yer conscious in the coming elections, the world as we know it is spiralling into the abyss and we have one vote to make our opinions heard. Whether a change in Washington or more of the same occurs...the sun will rise...life will go on, at least until our actions destroy ourselves.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
A favorite show of mine way back in the day. Birthplace of the green slime when the magic words were said. Actually really bad television with skits that read like they were written by a group of snot nosed kids that used to hang out in the rafters of Benesh's garage where other literary atrocities were born.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Didn't I say it...I did...I said it, way back in March I said it. Brett will be back. Mark my words. Well, this week the rumors are a flyin' again about 'ole tricky Brett. Text messages about having the itch to return. Can't this guy leave well enough alone and disappear into the sun set once and for all? Come on buddy...give it up, yer old and stuff. WTF???? Oh and add insult to injury, there is even some fools around the Twin Cities radio fraternity saying that Brett could be wearing purple in the future....purple? PURPLE???? I think I just threw up a bit in my mouth. Ewwwwwww!!!! Actually..now that I think about it, on paper all the Vikes need is a solid QB. Maybe that wouldn't be half bad. Not to mention the sheer pain and anguish it would cause every fucking Packer cheesehead to see 'ole Brett wearing that beautiful color purple. What the hell...welcome Brett..come one in and have a seat. Bring the purple a Superbowl and consider yourself forgiven. Yay Brett...yay Brett!
In other news...
Holy catastrophes Batman!!!! The Minnesota Twins took a man size beating today as the Bean Town Red Sox swept them right outta town. The final result of the pummeling was a horrifying 18-5. WTF????!!!! They hit everything from everyone! All I can say is ouch.
Friday, July 04, 2008
Why the 4th you ask? It was July 4th 1776 when the members of the second continental congress meeting in Philly were finishing the final draft of the Declaration of Independence. This was our country's stand against the tyranny of the British Empire...those bastards. After all, the British were quite silly really (sub-reference). Although the declaration was celebrated un-officially early on after the revolutionary war, it wasn't recognized as a federal holiday until 1941. Nice going Congress..another testament to your efficiency. John Adams wrote, "I believe that it will be celebrated by succeeding generations as the great anniversary festival. It ought to be celebrated by pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires, and illuminations from one end of this continent to the other". Sorry Johnny...took us a while to see it that way.
For our celebration this year...I am looking forward to sinking my teeth into some animal flesh (BBQ Ribs), Calico Beans (my wife's specialty), corn, Cole slaw, and maybe a sweet or two. After the carnage that will most likely leave me in a state of cardiac arrest, it is off to the Apple Valley tonight to watch things explode in the sky with my kids. A favorite of mine is the one that flashes in a small ball of light and sounds like a cannon going off...ya know the one you can feel in your chest when it blows. You can have your frilly ones with all the colors...give me about 85 of those bombers in a row. Send me home in a seizure with heart palpitations.
Anyway...however you celebrate the 4th, have a good one and for cryin out loud don't lose any fingers, hands, etc. The trick is to light the fuse and run like hell.
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Saturday, June 21, 2008
In past blogs I have made the statement that I weep for the future. After this story broke this week, I have to say I weep for the present. I was absolutely in awe of the pure stupidity of teenage girls in this town, for the life of me I can't connect the dots. What are these girls thinking? Is this the ultimate example of a high school cliche? The jocks, the nerds, the dirt bags, the smarts, and now the knocked up hoes? Come on people...someone help me for I am sinking into a a new level of anger and frustration with the youth of today as well as there dumb ass parents. Typically I shake my head at the dip shit kids that live in my neighborhood as they are a certain breed of asshole (even though I remember being somewhat of an asshole as well).
I realize that there are some level headed, polite, and respectful kids out there and to those kids I tip my hat. It was hard to be a kid when I was growing up, however the dynamic world that these kids have to grow up in is tougher than when I was younger. We parents are in a tough spot having not only having to deal with this fucked up rock we live on, but try to understand and support our kids so they are enabled to make the right decision when some stupid slut they are hanging out with says, "let's all get knocked up".
This is really a symptom of a greater problem. WHERE ARE THE PARENTS?????? Are these girls really that starved for love and acceptance from their parents that they believe the only way to get that is to have a freakin baby? Maybe it's just something in the water in Gloucester, or maybe each of these kids lived under power lines, or maybe they all ate paint chips as a kid, or maybe they all had a dream of getting knocked up by a homeless person (this is no slam on the homeless, many of them are good people on hard times), or maybe...just maybe their parents are self absorbed morons. How do you miss something like this? Have you checked your kids arms for track marks? Maybe a better question is, have you talked to your kids in that last month about anything?
Alright...I know I sound holier than thou right now...I am just confused people. Being the parent of a three and two year old...I hope I can do a good enough job to prepare my kids for the world they will eventually face. At the moment of truth, I hope they can make the right decision
Pay attention to your kids, talk them, ask them questions, spend time with them, take an interest in something that they are interested in, be there for them, love them...in short BE A PARENT!!!!!
My sermon has ended...picture me stepping down from my holier than though soap box.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
This picture speaks volumes regarding Game 6 of the NBA Finals. The Celtics on their feet and the Lakers on their ass. As I type this entry the Celtics are up 38 points in the 4th period with a little over 2 minutes to play. I don't claim to be a fan of basketball or the NBA...the only games I have attended were due to someone having tickets and me having free time. I am a Kevin Garnett fan even though he no longer wears the black and blue of the Timberwolves and I was sad to see him go. He deserves this championship title, he is one of the greats that puts everything into the game. Great job KG....enjoy it cuz you deserve it. GO CELTICS!!!!!
*It should be noted that the author of this blog has a certain dislike..alomost to the level of hatred for Kobe Bryant. He is a chump...nuff said.
Just a few words to pay respects to a newsman that I enjoyed watching. He seemed a consumate professional and if he were half the man his friends and family describe, the world has lost a great man. Tom Brokaw...old stone face was brought to tears.
Thanks Tim for the great reporting and for calling it like you saw it.
And it was....oh my it was...
Excuse me cock guy...keep your dreams of American Idol to yourself or you may find that IPOD stuffed in your ear along with the ear bud. Try carrying a tune then ya puke.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
So..I was supposed to land at Dulles at 4:42 pm eastern daylight time, instead I touched down at approximately 6:50 pm eastern daylight time. We were herded like cattle off the plane and I headed for the shuttle bus to the rental car facility only to discover that I had left my Corporate Card at a restaurant in Minneapolis. Now..here I am in fucking DC without my credit card...could it get any worse? Probably.
Anyway, after calling the credit card company and canceling my credit card I had to go through the hassle of changing everything over to my own credit card. That took me an hour on the cell phone as I sat in a rental car on the lot. After all that I still had a 2.5 hour drive south to Staunton, VA. Joy...nothing but Joy!!
After a few days in Staunton, I had to drive north to Baltimore where I was catching a flight back home...or so I thought. Upon arriving at the airport I found that my flight was delayed by another fucking hour. After waiting the allotted time, me and the other cows were herded onto the plane...they closed the door and the pilot came over the intercom, "well ladies and gentleman" FUCKED!!!! You could probably guess what happened next. The pilot explained that we would not be leaving even though we had just boarded the damn plane and that we would all have to de-plane because the weather delay may be indefinite and to add insult to injury we would be sitting on the plane for at least another 45 minutes as we lost our gate. Imagine waiting on a plane you just boarded to leave only to get off the plane and wait some more. Un-fucking-believable!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To make a painful long story short I was suppose to be home around 4:30 pm central daylight time, my actual time of arrival was 8:30 pm central daylight time. My one question is who the fuck did I wrong in another life to deserve this fucking bullshit, mother bitchin, asshole suckin week?
Murphy....I say go FUCK yourself you worthless bastard. If I knew where the hell you were, I would hunt you down like the fucking dog that you are and stomp a mud hole in your worthless ass.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
As airline service that was already crappy at best reduce service and flights while jacking the prices up on just about everyhting they can the traveler gets fucked right up the anal canal. Ya know those trucks you sometimes pass on the highway stuffed with cattle or pigs? Yeah...air travel.
Now after busting your ass to get to the airport 6 hours prior to your flight, getting through the strip search know as security (never fails that you get stuck behind some blue hair that has never flown and has to walk through the fucking metal detector 7 times cuz they can't seem to empty out their pockets the first 6 times through)you get to your gate and usually find out that the damn flight is fuckin delayed. Yeah, I had to make sure that I was early getting the airport just so I could wait for your stupid flight delay.
Heaven help you if you have a carry-on and your seated in row 1,439 cuz by the time you board the son of a bitch every overhead bin is full cuz the people that got on prior to you stuffed everyone of their fuckin bags in the bin while leaving the spot under their seat in front of them clear. I love it when chicks put their stupid purses up there...when that happens I cram my bag on top of the purse making sure to break every damn thing that bitch has in that purse.
The fucking seats are crammed together leaving no room for anything and for some reason I usually get stuck sitting next to some fucker with shoulders wider than mine. Or...you get stuck next to the guy that needs the belt extender. No disrespect to those folks, however they never get seated next to a skinny prick it's always right next to me. Keep in mind that I know that guy is probably saying the same thing about me...FUCK HIM this is my blog.
So...finally you lube up to get into your fucking seat, the plane backs up from the gate and you hear the pilot come on the intercom. "Well ladies and gentleman...", you hear those words and yer fucked plain and simple. What it means is that any hope that you had in making your connection (cuz direct flights are a thing of the past) has been stomped on, lit on fire, pissed on, and then lit on fire again.
Such is life I guess. Airlines.....I fart in your general direction, I could make better time on the back of a swallow (African to be exact).
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Monday, June 02, 2008
I have to hand it to John Favreau...his vision of Iron Man was right on. Having read the comic books as a kid Robert Downey Jr. is Tony Stark. He embodies the character and truly made the movie. The special effects were outstanding and not overbearing like other films have done (THE HULK). I would definitely recommend going to see this movie. Very entertaining.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
The name Crack House does have a bit of a controversial connotation, however for the sake of this blog entry that will have to be discussed in depth at a future point in time.
As previously stated a few of us brethren were hanging out at the aforementioned Crack House. I believe we were watching some television and shooting the shit; I was on the couch, MH was sitting on the floor, O'C was on the couch, and a few others were scattered around the room. Quite suddenly another brother who had been in his room came flying out of said room running across the floor. Upon approaching MH who was sitting on the floor, RE lept in a quite graceful manner over the top of MH. Upon reaching the pinnacle of the leap his ass was positioned directly above MH's head and at that point RE unleashed an air biskit that sent MH and the rest of us into convulsions. MH's convulsions were due to the cloud of smoke that had enveloped his head and the rest of us were laughing uncontrollably.
Truly, one of the funniest things I had ever been witness to or heard of.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Way back, I remember a Friday night staying over at a buddies place. My friends were fans of both comedians and comedy movies. This night had us watching Monty Python and the Holy Grail. One scene in particular I happed to find fucking hilarious. So much so mind you that I practically wore out the VCR playing it over and over and over again. For posterity's sake and my own amusement I have posted that particular scene (with a bit of a Star Wars flair). One word...hilarity.
Who is it already? They have been throwing out the teases for a while now. We know who 4 of the final 5 are. They just aren't gonna give up the last one are they? They're pushing pretty hard to make us all think it's Starbuck (I ain't buyin it). So who the frak is it? Apollo? No way!!! Adama? Nope! The president? That would actually be pretty lame. OMG...could it be that Baltar is the last of the final 5? That's to easy....he is just plain cracked. What if it ends up being the expendable crew member in the spirit of Star Trek? Nope. Well..I am open for suggestions...
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
It is with mixed emotion that I enter this blog. Friday will be the premiere of the final season of Battlestar Galactica. This is a show that I have really taken to. I'll admit I was a fan of the old series cheesy as it was and I was very suspect of this new version of the old scene. After being glued to the TV for the last 4 years, this version has a solid plot, believable characters, and great special effects. I will be sad to see it go, however very interested in how the bring the series to a close. Now what am i gonna do with my Friday nights???? I may have to start reading books...gasp!!! I ain't that desperate...bwa...ha...ha...ha...and uh ha.
Alright...I'm jumping off my self absorbed soap box. Forgive my moment of self advertising...we'll return to the normal scheduled blogging.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Your Political Profile:
Overall: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal
Social Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal
Personal Responsibility: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal
Fiscal Issues: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal
Ethics: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal
Defense and Crime: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal
I have said my piece...I know I have anger issues for I am Anakin Skywalker incarnate...my only hope is that my son can bring me back from the Dark Side some day. Until then I shall be known as Darth....Vader. May the Dark Side be with you.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
I dislike people who are dumb...particularily when the dumbness causes other smart people more work. Oh no...this blog entry about chuckles (a nickname given by Black Wolf) is making me dumb too. Must escape......blarg (actually there is no translation for blarg...I actually meant blarg)
Friday, March 07, 2008
Now...now...all you bleedin heart liberals need not start calling for my head or jack my taxes up to all time highs. I ain't saying the 'publicans are right and I sure ain't supporting that bozo currently occupying the Oval Office. That moron has completely destroyed America's credibility such that whoever does win the office faces an insurmountable task of bringing us back from the shit that we are in. Not only do they have do some major...and I mean MAJOR damage control, they still have to address terrorism, the housing crisis (don't get me started on that topic..I want to puke every time I hear "poor me I can't afford my house anymore"...(YA SHOULDN'T HAVE BOUGHT BEYOND YER MEANS DIPSHIT), the recession (yes we are folks..maybe if we don't talk about it or say that word it will go away...you fucking morons), education, taxes (fucking gas tax), global warming (oh wait..that doesn't exist), Russia (you think that bomber fly over was just for fun?), North Korea (that guys is nuts...does he think those glasses are cool), Iran (he is crazy too), oh hell....the rest of the world that doesn't like us very much. Whoever does win the contest is in for a heap of shit that is for certain.
I look at my kids and pray for their future and that it is there for them. Our world is a fucked up place....will we make it or won't we..who knows. All I can do is hope I guess.
It's either that or I should put my money where my mouth is and run for office and make something happen. Nah...just kidding. Cripes I could hear the gasps from here.
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
I pretty much knew I would see the day and now it is here. Brett Favre has hung it up..well at least hung up the Packer uniform. I would have to admit that the career overall was brilliant..even though I spent every minute hating it. I don't like the Packer's and I don't like the fans...fucking cheese heads. I have 2 favorite football teams, the Minnesota Vikings and whoever is playing the Packer's. He will most definitely be inducted into the Football Hall of Fame and go down in history as one of the greatest players to ever to ever throw the ball.
My one question is...will he stay gone? I have my doubts personally. Something his agent said raised the eyebrow for me. It would not surprise me if a team with a legitimate shot at a Superbowl could coax this kid out of retirement. How cool would it be to see the Cheese heads reaction to Brett wearing another teams jersey? Don't put it past Brett to do something like that....Junior did it.
What a day that would be...
Monday, March 03, 2008
Well....this weekend is daylight savings time again. I ain't even gonna be pissed about losing an hour of sleep, as long as we have longer daylight. I can't wait until I can drive with the windows down, sleep with the windows open, hell I am even looking forward to mowing the fuckin lawn. I look forward to sitting on my deck, beer in hand, listening to the birds chirping, my kids playing in the yard, and the smell of burgers grilling. My idea of heaven...so hurry up dammit!!!!
People of Minnesota...we must act against these fucking assholes and visit hell upon them with immediate and extreme prejudice. Who's with me????
Thursday, February 28, 2008
To many questions and not enough answers. Done again as a Society.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Please...send me your prayers, send me your daughters, send me a hundred bucks.
Monday, February 18, 2008
I was perusing the msn news pages today and tumbled upon this story. Seems they have nicknamed that kid that survived that Tennessee tornado "tumbleweed". You just can't make shit like that up. This kid should have bought a lotto ticket the next day. Talk about a miracle. This youngin was picked up and thrown over 500 feet by one of natures most destructive forces. AMAZING....truly amazing.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
A true icon for the great west is the tumbleweed (also known as the Russian Thistle). I think in a lot of ways the tumbleweed gets a bad wrap. The sight of tumbleweed usually sparks thoughts of loneliness and despair. Little did I know that the actual act of tumbling is a natural process where by the weed spreads it seeds, making it a function of life as opposed to loneliness, death, and despair. I have studied up a bit on our friend the tumbleweed and I was surprised to find out that these plants can get as large as a Volkswagen. A VOLKSWAGEN???!!! If you see a tumbleweed the size of a volkswagen rolling along...I would fear for ones safety and get the hell outta the way. Respect the tumbleweed dammit.
Ya see what happens when your mind tanks???? All I had to go with was tumbleweeds and really how pathetic is that? When did you think you would see a day when tumbleweeds were actually blog worthy? This is a sad day my friends for this blog...scraping the bottom of the bucket. Me thinks the next blog entry better be more interesting than this one.
Come friends, let us away.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
I had this happen today in a meeting I weas facilitating. We are in the middle of trying to figure out a relatively complex problem we are dealing with and this freakin chowderhead's phone rings. Expecting that he would silence the phone and continue as part of the meeting, I was shocked when he answered the phone and began a conversation. I was particularily pissed off when he gave me the index finger quiet sign when I asked him to can the call. At that point, I could have used the Dark Side of the Force to pop this fucker's head off.
Wow. Whoever said that life exists as a circle was right. Don't throw out those bell bottoms cuz if you wait long enough, they will be back in style. Each new fashion trend that comes along is just a ripped off version of something that had already happened. Much is true about current TV. American Gladiators is one of them, another one is the remake of Knight Rider coming next week. Is nothing sacred anymore? These Gladiators are similar to the old ones, all have silly ridiculous names and a equally ridiculous acts to support those names. Take Hellga for example...this bitch is huge, hideous, and what's with the name? Then there is Toa a wild and out of control nut from the bush. My favorite is Wolf...I hear before he got this gig he was a rodeo clown for 15 years...wow nice resume.
Knight Rider....now this one is looking pretty pathetic. One...you can't do KR without the Hoff, I don't care what you think about him and two...how can KITT be a Ford? A Ford???? What the hell are the writer's thinkin? They must have wrote that in seconds before they walked out on strike. You can't make KITT a Ford...he was a Pontiac Fire bird..Holy Ground Highlander...Holy Ground.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Saturday, February 09, 2008
The city itself is very much alive at all hours of the day and night. Time Square was amazing...it was 9:30 at night and it looked like it was noon with all the lights. And the TV's...I would kill for the 150 foot widescreen TV I was watching CNN on. A short stop at the Bubba Gump Shrimp Company and I was dining on a variety of shrimp (my faves of the seafood genre). After dinner it was a long walk to Ground Zero. It looked like any other construction site, however there was a certain heaviness in the air. There is a small memorial that is a record of the events as they happened the morning of September 11th as well as a wall much like the Vietnam Wall that lists all the heroes who lost there lives that day. For me, it was a very humbling experience as well as one that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. After spending some time at WTC, I head uptown towards Rockefeller Plaza. I saw where they shoot the NBC TODAY show and watched the people skating on the rink. It was getting late so I headed back to the Subway and took it out of the city.
Sorry for the lousy comentating on a trip to New York, I am going to have to go back when I have the time to see everything cuz I missed a shit load.
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
As I am watching the show right this second, they are interviewing a mother of one of the contestants that states that her only reason for existing is American Idol. What kind of a looser is this chick...and she is enabling her fruit cake son to go to audition after audition...11 and counting from what I understand. What a couple of fuck ups.
I can't stand it...but I love to see these fucks go down in flames...it brings a certain satisfaction knowing that these pukes have been completely destroyed. I am off to bask in their misery.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Hope is lost....I am moving to Canada.
Sunday, January 06, 2008
I vow to continue the work outs that I have fired up again as of 2 weeks into December. I think I have hit the 21 days it takes top make something a habit if you believe that bullshit. My family history of heart disease, high blood pressure, and massively high cholesterol should be sufficient to keep the fear foremost in my brain. Not to mention the health scare I had earlier in December where I actually thought I was having a heart attack (I digress).
I need to make sure we spend more quality time as a family. Last Friday we took the kids to Chuck E. Cheese for pizza and games and we had a great time. My son likes playing the game where you roll the balls up into the big loops to get points. He hasn't quite got the hang of it yet as his rendition of the game is to take said ball, walk up to the loops and whip the ball overhand into the loops. Although he has an unorthodox way of playing the game, he did hit the 10,000 point loop five times resulting in a massive amount of tickets.
I need to spend more quality time with the wife. Insert evil laugh here.
I need to find a hobby of some sort. This has been a tough one as I am not really interested in any one thing enough to exert enough effort constituting hobby status. My problem is a get bored with things very quickly...a result of an obvious attention deficit disorder (what was I just thinking about?)
Last..but not least I am am going to take a brighter, more tolerant look at society. I admit that many of the blog entries from last year were a bit over the top and I am turning over a new leaf. You get nothing but duckies and bunnies from this kid from here on out. I must be tolerant of my fellow people and accept them as a whole without prejudice and judgement.
Actually, who I am kidding.
Society..look out cause there is a new Shire Reeve in town and he is just waiting to bust a foot off in yer ass the minute you do something fucking stupid. You have been forewarned. And for all you fuckers out there that are thinking right now, who does this chump think he is, and what right does he have to scoff at us. It's America jerk off...if you don't like it change the fuckin channel, there ain't a gun to yer freakin empty cranium. Ya see chuckle head it's called democracy. You have your opinion and outlook on life and I have mine. You may look up at the sky and in that freakin small head of yours believe it's green..that's your deal. I would look at you and let you know yer full of shit, that's the way it works.
All opinions expressed on this blog are those of the owner of said blog and most definitely not that of yours. Deal with that one pin head.
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Most Comprehensive X-Men Personality Quiz 2.0
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|You scored as Colossus|
Colossus is the strongest X-Man physically. His love for his family and his sister Illiana make him strong. Although he can be prone to fits of rage, he has a big heart under that organic steel skin. Powers: Can change his skin into organic steel making him nearly invunerable and exponentially increasing his strength