- I live in the state of constant confusion. Its the state colored blue on the map. And yes I can find any place on the globe, its all color cordinated! (duh)Asia is pink, England is green and France ....well France felt they were soo much better than everone else they have become their own planet.
Monday, May 30, 2005
The only other job in the world that could compare to this is maybe a tattoo artist. There is a job I think I would love to have, if I had even a drop of artistic blood in me hehehe. I have two tattoos with more to come soon. It is a strange addiction, once you get one you want more. Only thing holding me back is the money, they are not cheap and most don't do credit. Its a cash business, just like the good old days of cold hard currency. These people must make a killing in just one day of inking. Maybe I will try it and see if I can start my own ......and maybe I will join the circus. Hell, I like clowns and love making people laugh. And while I am at it I will start brewing my own beer and sell it...I lovee beer..lol. Got to keep your options open, you never know.
I wonder if I can make a career of being a slacker. I am well on my way, lets keep it rollin. Next time someone asks me what I do I am going to say I am a professional lounge lizard. So many people are all about what they have become and they have done with their lives. Its always fun to mess with them, with being happy with the fact I have not amounted to much. They are unhappily married to their possessions and jobs, existing any other way is beyond them. They work so hard at looking happy with what they own and what they are, they have lost the ability to actually be content with nothing. Ever been to a class reunion? That is what you are going to be confronted with. Lots of questions on what you did with your life and peering eyes of discontent. And a whole lot of " Oh, really, how ....Interesting." Its rather comical if you can step back and look at it with different eyes. These people were the cool people back in the day and they do not want to let go of that. I was not one of them as anyone can guess and I get great satisfaction in bring them down. When they try and show off their stuff try not to notice it. Like the old trick of wearing your watch loose so you have to shake it from time to time. Its usually a ploy to get you to look at their Rolex or Mavado. The hand gestures that draw your eyes to the diamon that could be mistaken for a small star. Don't mention it or even let them see you looking at it. It will irate them to no end.
I love messing with people, but enough of my ranting. I am bored at work and babbling like a drunken fool with a PC. Hope someone is having fun today, have a beer and burger for the unseen heroes that work on the holidays. All the waiters,waitresses, cashiers, security guards, and bartenders that keep the holidays semi normal. Its just another day that ends in Y people. Nothing more.
Sunday, May 29, 2005
Had a few beers as well. This is what happens when someone puts a beer in the freezer and forgets to take it out.LOL. I will always have that plesant aroma of Corona in the ice box now. The wife wont like it hehehehehehe.
I would recomend Sparks to those of you that like to keep awake through out the night of drinkin. Has a very strange taste , not bad but not all that good either. Some man mag like Stuff said it was like doing an 8ball with out the illegal stuff. I do not agree with that but its still worth the 2 bucks for a buzz lol.
Thursday, May 26, 2005
He started on his way not aware that his actions for this day would go down in history.
Frosty was doing his usual and getting ready for the up coming season of cheer and beer.
At the scene it was not a pretty sight. There were snow and charcol eyes everywhere. We shall visit the spot and place candles and snow cones to remeber the day that Frosty got run over by Fritz the Blitzed cousin of Forsty.
Brave man in the friggid wate hehehehe. Does anyone else think tits a bit nippley out here too?
Finished.....3 hours . Now all I have to do is go and get all the freakin chemicals need to keep it from tuning into a breeding ground for bacteria and alge. A pool boy's work is never done.
I love these trippy photos. This one looks like they are all moving but guess what? They arent, I would advise u to only look at it sober. Consider yourself warned.
Old people love or young mexican lovers u tell me.
I spent some time trying to figure out this mobius strip .
Very Escher-ish .
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Monday, May 23, 2005
You can find comedy whereever you look. I just like to show what I find funny for all to see.
Friday, May 20, 2005
Thursday, May 19, 2005
That is only a peak into the depraved mind of a sick prackster. I have a million of these at any given time. I am thankful for my ability to restrain myself. But what if I lost that and was able to live life like a celebrity? To do whatever, to whom whenever, and whenever I wanted to. I would be in those rag mags every week for something I did. The only person who did anything like this was the late great Andy Kauffman. If he could think it he did it, now that is true freedom. But yet that is not a word usually used when referring to celeberties.Brad Pitt could never just walk to a normal store with out being molested. I would miss that kinda freedom, but I would love the freedom to be on the right side of the shovel for once. I would walk around in a pickle sling in combat boots kicking random people in the ass and crotches. Giggling all the way down the street, I would probably owe a lot of people money for damages but it would have been worth it.
Next time you have a nasty thought go ahead and do it, fun will be had by all that matter. You and you alone. It is up to everyone to do their part in spread the "Random Acts of Violence". RAV, its your duty as a human to make everyone feel worse than you do . They need a little excitement and we shall dish it out to the!
This is a pic of my first tat. It will sone have company, I am in the process of getting a sleve made up. I hope to be covered in them by the time I pass on. Into the grave with more ink than skin hehehehehehe. I have another on on my left wrist, an egyptian eye of Rha. That one hurt like hell and even bled alot more than my lizard did.
The worse couples night was a church meeting with the ex wife and her man. Just a little back ground, the Ex believes my current wife is the reason for our break up. The Ex "found" god, didnt know he was lost, and took it apon herself to be the bigger person and make amends. Those who have a rightous complex seem to be soooo fuked up that they can never make out fact from fiction. One fact : the Ex is the reason she is the Ex. I was unhappy with her, my life and the person that I had become. My current wife just came into my life during the momment I was already checked out from the Ex. Its comical to me now to she her and continuing her usual way on someone else's life. I wish her all the luck but I do not see her new victim lasting, I could be wrong maybe fighting all the time is their way of showing love.
Back to the church couples night: It was a Christmass thing and we found ourself surrounded by a small group of some of the corniest ppl I have seen since high school. They had us get in 12 groups and do 12 days of xmass, with us addidng our own lines. WHHHHOOOOOO talk about a wild time, ever a bong could not make this funny. And everything is funnier....on weeeeeed! I am always reminded why I strayed from religon and became part of the Bad Religon movement. If you have no idea what I am talking about check out http://www.badreligion.com/home/.
These people had me almost in tears with the thickness of the corn. Only saving grace was the free food, and that was the only reason I think I stayed. If they had beer I might have been more in the spirtit, booze can make the most egnostic person religous lol. It was awful and even the memories pain me, my Ex and me really have very little in common. No I am wrong, we have one thing in common; our son. He is the only reason we still communicate for any reason. The silver lining here is that he is 9, which means 9 more years and then its byebye baby momma problems. So there is always hope and a reason to smile no matter what the problem is.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Man am I pissed, but what can one do? It isnt like I was paying for it hehehehe. Free accounts are up for radom acts of nastiness. I have another one that I just set up, lets see how long until this one gets shut down. I am going to go through all of their fine print to see why it happened and see if I can prevent it from going down again. Flickr is a cool site and I would hate to have to put them on my shit list. Well here is for a bit of hope and alot of luck.
But some good news, I got my car back from the ghetto garage. It had a bad computer and it would not run. This place I took it to fixed it and did not take me for a ride like the others I have used in the past. And yes I called them " the ghetto garage", they are located in an area where a lone white boy should never walk; day or night. IF you see one he is either an addict or a dealer LOL. I have always used well known places for my car work but they all seem to like to rob people blind. This is a family run place and the guy is not out to lie, cheat and steal from his costumers. I will be going back to him again, and as a matter of fact I did. The day after I got my car back I took my moms car to get her brakes done. And again I was very happy with the work and the price. Now I can get my moms car re-inspected at the lovely DMV of NJ. With my luck it will probably fail for something completely different this time.
Friday, May 13, 2005
The videos that he showed us were to funny. All the bad acting one can stand for one day. Kinda like watching Woody Allen movies off and on for 4 hours. But at least these videos had a story line that made sense and one did not get the urge to stab your eyes out. I would have loved to see the casting for these bit parts. "Now you are hurt on the job......fall down and play dead.....good good....and thats a take"
Got to love it. The test at the end was a joke, I could have passed it without even going through all of that. Makes one concerned about all those "Trained" people out there who want to help u with CPR. They might put those pads on your nads and forehead, what a jolt that would be lol.
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
Hehehehehe, got to love those toys. We all want them, in our tool shop in perfect condition and untouched. lol. I have no idea how to use most of the tools there but they would look soooo nice all lined up in a tool room. Real men that use them never have them clean or in any shape to show off. That because a used tool gets pretty funky realllll fast . lol. I would have the cleanest tool room and Rolodex full of contractors numbers and band-aides. For those of u that watch the Do-it-yourself network u all know what I am talking about . It is nothing to be shamed about, those ppl that fix our mistakes put their kids through skool. In away we are providing for ppl and kids we will never meet lol.
I was in line for about 5 minutes, hell the test its self took longer than the wait in line. No appointment needed and what a lovely view of the prison to pass the time.
Monday, May 09, 2005
The one and only way tickets should be sold is first come first serve. Non of this wrist band buttshit, and especially the wrist band lotto. PNC did that one year, which in some strange turn of events worked out to my benefit. I did my usual and got there early, watched the antics of the tail gaiters and froze my ass in line. They handed out bracelets to everyone sober enough to stand in line then made the announcement. Each bracelet had a number on it, and they were going to start the bracelet lottery soon. The way it worked was they would call sets of numbers and if you were in that set you got to get in line for your tickets. That sucked if you had been waiting all night and got a crappy number but was cool If you got there late and got a good one. That year it worked out for me, I got to go in the second set of people called. I got front row center seats. It was such a joy to watch all the scalper crying and bitching but it was sad to see the all nighters get the fuzzy end of the lolly pop. But in all fairness it should work in this fashion : Box office opens at 9 in the morning and the crazy ppl that waited allll night and half the morning should get first dibs. But it does not work out this way any more.
This year I got there 2 hours before the box office opened. I had a bad feeling about what new things they had in store for me. When I got there it was nice to see 3 radio stations were giving out free food and stickers. Only down side of them being at the same place at the same time was that they were trying to drown each other out with crap top 40 radio. My sunny disposition was soon killed on this over cast chilly day by the news that everyone needed a wrist band to get first dibs. They were sold on Friday at the box office. There were 2 lines, one for the scalpers who knew and the fans who had no idea. The wrist band ppl got to go first then us, I saw a group of about 13 or so people that did not fit into any of the music scenes. They all walked away from the box office with large stacks of tickets in hand. Its big business and again the little guy gets fucked. Scalping is legal I guess and the sign " no cell phones at the window" does not apply to them. I stood in line for about 3 hours for so so tickets and the whole time watching ppl walk away with handfuls of tickets. I would bet that they were all going to end up on eBay. But thank you PNC for a lesson well learned in the ways of what is fair in warfare. Each year they try some new way to annoy the everyday man into a frenzy of frustration and hate. One can easily see where rioting starts. The little guy trying to get just a little fun and is confronted with the same bureaucratic fecal fling. Blue collar America can never seem to catch a break and boy are they pissed about it.
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
I thought of going to the doctor but I know what they are going to tell me. They will give me a brace( in some gay hospital tan color) and send me on my way. Mind you the doctor will cost me 50 smackers and the one I bought at Rite-Aide was only 20. But maybe I could have gotten some good happy pills from doctor feel good heheheheehe. I really do not need anything stronger than this stuff i got at my office first aide kit but recreational pill popping can be fun at times. Can be better than beer and they dont put on the beer gut lol.
And if you have ever hurt your wrist or arm you know the pain of doing simple task. But lucky for me I can use my left hand for almost everything the right one can do..... ;-D. Switch hitter lol.
I will not let this stop my journey to my beach body, just have to adjust it a bit. Hit the treadmill more until I can get my kung-fo grip back. And yes I got me some strong grip, chickens fear me and mayo jars respect ma authoratie!
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
I have a really bad memory and it can be rather annoying but hell, what can one do. I tried that gingko galoba stuff but I kept forgetting to take it, mind games but always forgot how they went and even tried carrying a note pad but it kept getting washed in the cleaning because I would forget to take it out. It is a problem I have had all my life, and no the pharmaceuticals I have taken throughout the years did not cause it LOL. Nor did they help it but what fun trips we have had hehhhehheehe.
It is her birthday and I wanted to go to this really kewl Japanese steak house but the baby has come down with something and had to go to the doctor. It is all good anyway, we have both agree not to give each other gifts for our Bdays. Instead we will use the money towards the cruise we want to go on in November. We have been on only one cruise, on our honeymoon and we have been dyeing to go on another.
For those of you that have been on one you know that feeling. For those of you who have never been on one, go now! It has got to be one of the lest stressful vacations I have ever been on. No worries, no problems, no real hassle. It has something for everyone and that is only on the boat itself. We went to the Bahamas last time and , God willing, this time we hope to go again. Just this time we might actually go to some of the real tourist sights. Last time we rented a car on each island we went to and drove about. Found ourselves in areas people never see when they show these islands in moves or travel videos. Ever wonder why there is a wall around the resort? The locals are not as friendly as you would think and they have a definite problem with spousal abuse out there. Everywhere we went we saw this huge billboards that read , " There is no excuse for spousal abuse." I have a picture of it somewhere but I will have to scan it and post it later. That was not in the brochure damn it! But besides that we had fun and want to go again. Cheap jewelry and cheap cigars, sweettttt! Oh yeah for those of you newbies, do not let the local women braid your hair!!! They do it soooo tight that you will get headaches and when you take it out your hair will fall out in clumps. Just say no, if you want to help the locals buy their homemade jewelry and home grown cannabis. ;-) Support your local pot planter and buy a bone.( just kidding drugs are bad! ;-D) And yes people will ask u to buy some stuff, I don't know the laws there and do not want to end up in some foreign prison, I saw Midnight express and I do not want to have prison sex. Even if it is in a vacation resort in paradise LOL.
Here is to our future vacation and a much needed time off. I will sacrifice a Bday present for a vacation, hell I would give up all gift for all holidays if it meant a 2 week vacation away from work. Its the only reason I get and go to work, vacationnnnnnn.
Monday, May 02, 2005
It was a rather strange night for me and to make it worse I somehow got online and started typing in my blog. I am shocked I ramparts my password and was able to post at all.
Here is a lesson to me and blogging LOL. But I do need to dry out a bit, just because it has become almost an every weekend thing. I don't want to end up doing this too much and making it a habit. Summers coming up soon and need to get rid of this belly, beer does not help it in any way. Got to get ready to go shirtless at the beach and 6 flags. Nothing is more unattractive than an over weight white Jersey dude with his shirt off walking around rubbing his hairy stomach...ewwwwww. Cannot control the aging thing but u can control how the bathroom scale reads and how u look in the store window reflections.
But anywho sorry again for the ramblings and here is to an up coming moments of sobriety. Come sing with me....."Beer is good for you, Beer is good for you , Beer is good for you......" Come on, I know u know the words.....LOL.