This was Easter weekend so I did what all red-blooded Americans do......I drank waaaaaay to much. Lets just say it was bad, very very bad. Well nothing bad happened but the littel woman was pretty pissed at how drunk I got. I did not intened to get that wasted but I made the classic mistake of not pacing myself and keeping tabs on the time drinks were consumed. It was amature night at my house.
I started off with a girly drink, cosmopolitans. Then when I was done with that.....about 4 drinks.....I went to shots of this high grade tequilla I bought from this amazing little secret in the ghetto called BayWay Liquors. This is a place that sells high end stuff, for example: I saw a bottle of rum that cost $400! Man, and I bitch when the usual bottle of 'TheCaptian' I buy is out and I have to buy the bigger one at $30! At 4oo smackers it better be some good shit!
Well I bought a small bottle of this stuff I saw advertised in Stuff Magazine as being da-bomb in the worlds of booze.



So of course being the easily led astray man I am, I bought it too. All was well until I started up with shot after shot of this stuff. It was so classic that I should have known that the end of this story would end with me throwing up at some point. And I did...........
All I know is that I drunk dialed the bro-in-law and he too was really wasted out in Virgina, I was myspacing for a while, watched some tv and then ened up naked in the bath tub. I am not sure at what point I decided to take a bath but at one moment I was watching tv and then the next I was up to my neck in the water and the little woman looking at me from the toliet. She looked pissed so I know at that moment those follow up shots (about 4 or 5) were a bad idea.



I dont mean to be stoopid but sometimes my redneck colors come flying out. Well, after my bath, which I must say I was glad I took my cloths off to take, the waves of evil started. I knew what was coming and knew what had to be done. I just down know why I did it in the sink and not the toliet. What ever I had eaten since I start drinking was now in the sink and clogging it up good. And for those of you with weak stomaches you might want to close your eyes now and skip ahead a little.
About all I had in me was cheese, for some reason I had found some cheese in the fridge and decided to eat it. Lets just say when you vomit up cheese it pretty much looks the same on the way up as it did on the way down, just all in one big mass. It was clogging up the sink big time and I knew I could not let that go down the drain. I scooped it out with my hands and threw it in the toliet. Again, why I did not just hug the bowl like all other times is beyond me. But again I was not exactly thinking straight, Lent was not over yet and like I said in an earlier post I had given up thinking for Lent.
Ok.....safe part .......after the mess in the bathroom was over I ended up in bed and all seemed ok with the world.
The next moring was not too bad, my mouth was dry and I was thirsty as hell. It felt and tasted like someone had shit in my mouth but besides that I was not to bad off. I had to drop off the oldest son so I had to get up and make breakfast. Eggs and ham was on the menu which came off without much of a problem. After I dropped him off I got coffee, stopped by the local hardware store for a new propaine tank(which I was suprised it was open and full of ppl buying construction supplies) and then off to the store to pick up a few Easter thingings.
The rest of the day consisted of the little woman and the MIL cooking up a storm for Easter diner, doing laundry and school work. It was a very good day with the exception of the wife unit glaring at me a few times. I was sorry for getting 'that' drunk so I made it up to her by making her squiell a little. I will not go into details about that to help spare the family member that reads this and not giving him nightmares of me rocking his sisters socks off ;-) But lets just say.........naw I think its better not to say haha.
But the food was fucking great! The diet was off this weekend and Easter diner was the topper that sent it spriling into a death spin. Home made raviollis, a side of cow that mowed as we chewed on it, salad and wine. Well, I did not drink any booze that day. I just wasnt in the mood for some reason.



I almost forgot, me and the kids went out back and fired off some illegal fireworks and smoke bombs. I bought them in Virgina on my way up from seeing Dougless. Anything fun like this is illegal in NJ but I dont think the smoke bombs are illegal just the nose makes I had were. But they were pretty weak fireworks just made lots of nose. The kids got a big kick out of them, we did not stay out too long it was toooo freakin cold! We did not even hide eggs this year, it was just tooooo cold.



While going through some old cd's I found this picture of me. I think this was taken somewhere between 1999 and 2000. I could not help but share this one. I have some more that I will share later this week I found for Weeman when he was the same age as Cheese is now. A little contrast and compair is in order here. As I look at those picks of Weeman it seems like a life time ago he was that small but really was only a few years ago. They really do grow up too fast.



Have a happy monday, and yes that last pic is for mornings and Mondays all in one.

Sleep......

Another sleepy day but luckily this week is not as much of a hard pressed skool week. I have done the unimaginable and got all my work done before it was due. And you know what? It feels good to have somethng doen before its due. I do not have this looming feeling of dreed like the guiloteen(sp) is hanging above my neck.

But I have not been getting too much sleep lately, the mother in laws inability not to slam doors in the middle of the night and Cheese has a cold that is pissing him off. On the MIL (mother in Law) I am taken a passive aggresive stance on it. Talking, asking and begging has not worked so I have opted to give what is given. I get up at 0530 every morning Monday thru Friday, she gets home rather late every night making such a noise that the roaches are bitching. So I do the same, during he sleepy time I make noise like there is no tommorow. This morning I slammed every door I passed through, stomped around like fat kid trying to river dance and bumped around bagging into anything like a bull in a glass ware store. I know she heard it but lets see if she 'heard' it. Maybe after a week of this she will pick up the hint. The direct approach did not work so lets try the hint game. I do not have bad in laws just noisy ones. Well, just he MIL the DIL is so quiet you would not even know he was home. Strange, but then again maybe that is why he is a trucker lol.

But while at work I broke out the camera for some real ham shoots. I am soo glad that no one can see what I do at my desk.

I dyed my hair but this picture doesnt really show it. It is dark cherry red, matches the red in my eyes.



I have been thinking about getting a hair cut but I have given up thinking for lent.



In my field of work we are not allowed to wear real ties, some kind of werid rule about real ties becoming dangerous weapns or something. So from time to time I like to clip it on to different parts of my body. And yes I have clipped it to my..........lip.



This is what happens when I fall asleep at my desk. They are sneak bastards, and it doesnt hurt at first but after a few seconds it really starts to hurt!



And if you did not believe me when I said my eyes were red here is a close up of my globes. And tonight I am working another double so I think by tommorow my whole eye will be red! God I love overtime! Bring on the coffee and coke......well coffee anyway I dont do coke. Never have either, not that I have anything agaist doing drugs I just dont think I would like snorting anything up my nose. Nasty nasty. I am not fan of needles and last I checked it doesnt come in a pill form. I am a big pill popper, caffiene pills and other uppers. All legal people, some of the best speed can be bought at GNC. Go take a look at this stuff called RedLine, who needs meth when you go good old drugs that the FDA has yet to check out. Ephedriene might be gone but they replacements are much better haha.




I will sleep when I am dead, that's my motto.
Happy HNT ppl, I have finally put out a HNT post haha. And since summer is cuming up there are many more to cum!

Credit card love

Yesterday I was in need of a water bottle. I had left mine at home and I had to get my daily intake for my weight managment program. I went over to the vending machine but they wanted 1.25$ for a small bottle. No freakin way, and besides they dont take credit cards. So I got off my lazy butt and drove over to the store. I was going to bring some change but I forgot so I ended up spending .69cent on my credit card.

So I whipped out my plastic money that I always have with me to buy this 1.5 liter bottle of water. Not only am I a fruggal bastard but I am also evil. I know that the smaller stores make you spend at least 10$ if you want to use credit. But the larger stores dont care about the fees because they know at the end of the day they will make more than enough to cover charges that jackasses like me run up.

I then took a run over to the local goo-goo bar for their lunch buffet deal, and to my delight they installed the new card swipes. I think all the strip joins will be soon following this trend, but they might also want to have some anti-bacterial cards wipes. That stripper smell might be a dead give away to the little woman where I spend my luch hour.

After that I took a run to another store in the hopes that the cuite sales girl in the Hello-Kitty department was still there. She said she was going to hold somethings for me. My collection is almost complete, all I am missing in the CumDrop Kid doll and the Hello Pootang plush Kitty. But to my disamy she came down with a case of the clap and had to take the day off to go to the clinic. What I came face to face with cured me of my love of all that is Hello-Kitty. And to make matters worse she touched my credit card and has forever tainted it.

To try and cheer myself up a little I strolled on over the MILF's to buy the little woman a large beaded necklace that has a dual purpose. Lets just say when its all said and done you might not want these things around your neck. The ladies at the counter are always happy to see me and were over joyed to show me thier new card swipe. It was not as intertaining as the goo-goo bars but it still got me to smile. And from the looks I got from the sales lady they too loved tit.

After that I took a stiffed leg walk over to the internet cafe to try and buy something for the brother in law. He has another 3 years in the navy so I was looking for something to 'raise' his spirits. So, I bought him an internet date. More like call girls for the 21ft century. You give them what you want, a credit card number and you pick from a list of women. I looked under girls named 'Kim' he seems to have a thing for 'Kim's'. The first one they spit back was a real nice girl with real good heart. She registered a '10' on the personality scale and said she was will to try anything once, maybe twice if the price was right. But I dont think he would have gone for her.

I fine tuned my search a little and found another one that I think could wash out all that built up testosterone. She loved walks on the beach, taco bell, and mentioned something about being able to suck the chrome of a trainer hitch. I am not sure what she was getting at but I think he could find out for me and tell me later. So I bought this little hottie from SexSlavesForYou.com:

I then took a drive over to my local ink spot to see about get some ink. I did not have the time to get it done but I gave them my credit card, and hoped this fat hairy dude did not have the new card swipe machines, and left a deposit on my future tattoo. Luckily for me he did not violate my card and I head off to work.

I love credit cards, there is very little you can not buy with it these days. About the only thing I can not buy with this wonderous plastic magic wond is street drugs. But I do not think it will be long before the every day street peddler get his hands on a verson of the 'Stripper-Swipe' and yes I now have the copy rights to that name so fuck off....its mine!

I had a post but something strange happened to it and I am not sure what to do with what blogger spit back. Something about a tag not being closed properly or something.....I dont know or care. Half the time it is easier to just start over than try and fix it.
I have been so freakin busy that I dont know where to even begin. I am down to a grand total of 18 pounds lost on weight watchers, the kids are doing great, school is keeping me off the computer for my porn needs, work sucks as usual(at least I know I can count on that staying the same), I now have a gas grill (its used by its new to me), and I have started running 2 times a week. I hope to get out to night for another go at it. I am up to 20 minutes at a semi fast pace. I know that running will get them abs out faster than anything so I am sticking with it.
But I have been a bad slacker lately and using my computer for the usuall pointless searchs I usually do. But today I have about 5 minutes to do a little smut trolling and all I had to do was look up the word 'bad' at photobucket. Here let me show you what I found:

1) I was ot sure what was so bad about this pic until I looked above the neck line. Here we have a classic case of 'Butter Face' ...She is totaly doable, But-Her face needs some work.

2) Nufff said

3) I dont know, I like it

4) This should have been labled 'not bad' she is a hottie, I checked. I wanted to make sure this wasnt some dude with a panty fetish.

5) Got to give respect to the Bad Religon.

Then I typed in the word 'nice' and here is what I got.............

1) I want to make motor boat noises hahaha

2) NICE!

3) I was all for this pic until I looked a little closer....see if you can tell me whats wrong with this picture.

Random whatever,

I actually have a minute to goof off so I thought I would throw down a post. So here goes:

I took this pic about 2 years ago at this local grave yard were someone my wife knows is buried. I might have even posted this pic once before but I am too lazy to troll around my own blog to see. I was just looking at the pictures I have on flickr and I happen to like this one. Not only is it perfectly weathered to give it the perfect gothic look, but also if you look in the bottom left corner you can see the Busch beer eagle. There is a huge beer factory right behind the grave yeard, I would love to work there haha. Actually, I think that might be a bad idea haha.

I dont have a HNT for this week, I am finally back to blogging a little bit more than usual. I will try for one next week, i am going to try and find a picture I took of myself a few years ago and then take on of me know. I was at my heaviest then, and now I am at my lightest. I must go out and start looking for this picture. The abouve picture is my avantar for this web site I just joined, IronMan. Now that I have gotten alot of that fat off I am now going to change gears a little and put this same effort into the gym. I know I will never look like Lee Hanney or the Dorrian Yates or my fav Gunter but instead I am aiming for this:

I know even that is a pipe dream but hell we can all have dreams of grandure damn it! His build is just about perfect, not to big, no veins bulging out over his body and he is very porportional. Unlike this freak:

I know of this guy and everytime I see him I am always curious to what the fuck goes on in his head. Hell he really cannt read the top of his head with hands?!?!
For those of you who are unfamiliar with the icons I mentioned before here are some visuale aids. This is Dorrian Yates:

This is Lee Haney, one of my teen idols in the sport-Other than the god Arnold haha:

And what post about body builder would be complete without one of my favorites, Lee Preist! One of the under dogs, along with Gunter. They are proof that there is tons of politics involed with the sport. Why some people seem to be over looked while others seem to keep winning, *cough Coleman cough* Roid gutt should not win shows.


But after all these dudes and this underling homo-erotic feel I got going here lets show some thing manly. Look away if you find hot asian chicks in white panties!

Damn, I feel the manliness on the rise as we speak, the urge to work out and beat my wife's head agaist the head board is in full swing right now.......sorry about that last part Doug, but you know I am sleeping with your sister after all hahhahhaaha. But really I will leave you with a better visual, maybe this will wash away that mental pic I just gave you:

Hope everyone haves a fun day, I am off to get some more coffee. I am working another midnight tonight.