A New Start

Well, I finally finished moving this week. Let me start off by saying it was an odyssey. I started moving packing on Wednesday and began moving on Friday. I did not finish till Tuesday morning, sometime around 5 a.m. By the way, I went to work on that day. I have done some incredible things in my life, but never have I gone nearly five days without sleep. Thank God I had friends to help me. I couldn't have done it alone. I would've more likely have gotten upset about half way through the move and set fire to the rest of the things that needed to be moved. All I can say is that I truly hate moving.

As many of you may know, my life is going pretty good now. The only problem is that I wish that people would stop trying to play match maker with me. Seriously folks, I'm happy the way I am. just because I'm alone doesn't mean that I'm lonely. I actually enjoy my free time. I'm not looking to jump into a relationship. My last relationship left a bad impression on me. I stopped believing in some things. I was once told that love never fails. Love doesn't fail, it's us who fail. Now, I'm the first one to admit that love stinks. However, once you fall into its G.I. Joe kung fu grip, you don't want to let it go. I guess it's like when you were a little kid and you would try to stick your fingers into the light socket. You knew it was bad, but you liked it.

Anyway, as I was saying... I finished moving and I'm extremely happy that I moved. The last place was a cemetary of memeories, in which I was suffering on a daily basis. The new place is a new start for me. To be truthful, this the first place I have ever gotten on my own. That's kind of amazing, if you ask me.

well, folks. I'm sorry for the brief notes, but for one thing, I have to catch up on some sleep and second, I have an apartment to fix up. As always, keep safe and dream big!

You've Got to be Kidding!

Ok. So, I was reading the news when I came across this bit of info. By the time you finish reading this entry, you'll either be appalled or laughing in stitches on the floor. It seems like a couple in Cesena, Italy were caught copulating in a confessional booth in a Roman Catholic Church. you may ask, so what's the big deal? Well... They were getting busy while the Bishop was celebrating mass! Holy Crap! That gives a new meaning to "second coming". I'm not a Catholic, but darn that's some messed up stuff. Why a church? I mean come on! Wow!

Anywho, so that incident got me thinking. What would possess a normal person to do incredibly stupid things? Another stupid incident happened in New York. Picture this, if you will. You're several thousands of feet off the ground and you're skydiving. Someone in the group is recording all the events that are transpiring that day. He is the only person on the team who is not wearing a parachute or skydiving gear. you jump out of the plane and seconds later you see a sack of human potatoes hurling pass you at speeds that would make the road runner pee its pants. Well, needless to say it was the "tard" with the video camera.

I really try to look at the positve side of humanity. I try to be nice to others, but how can you do that when people like these are out there. Another instance of people who aren't right is the case where a group of people in Canada are suing casinos because of their addiction to gambling! That's like a john sunig a hooker for his addiction to sex, a crackhead suing the drug dealer for his jonesing, or Kurt Cobaine suing the bullet maker for ending his life!

We really need to stop and think. We have our priorities all screwed up. We live in a world where criminals have more rights than the law abiding citizens. The Supreme Court has ruled that those caught and imprisoned in Gitmo have the right to civilian courts. While we're at it, why don't we give them the acess codes to launch our nuclear arsenal. For crying out loud! Alot of these people who were released went back and picked up weapons to fight against us! Oh well...

The world is a strange place. I wouldn't be surprised if tomorrow I see in the news that the Pope himself is cutting a gangsta rap album. All I have to say is that it is up to us to point out to the morons that they're messing up. Apparently, someone needs to tell them that they are village idiots. Who knows, maybe that will help them from snapping out of the "duhhh" spell they're under. If Darwin were alive, I would've spit in his face and ask him to explain what's going on!

Well folks, I want to say thanks to all of those folks who go out of their way to read my entries and agree with my insanity. It helps feel alot better that there are other out there. Keep safe and dream big.

uhh...Houston,We Have a Problem...

Well, the weekend is finally here! But, before you go of on your fun filled weekend, I would like for you to take a moment to reflect and offer your prayers to all those American heroes. Let's also pray for those poor and unfortunate unsung heroes, the astronauts. I bet its tough in space with the only toilet on the ISS being broken. I can just imagine when they found out it was broken. I can just imagine the conversation.
Astronaut 1:"Dude, who used the bathroom last?
Astronaut 2:"Why, what's wrong?"
Astronaut 1:"What's wrong is that there's a flippin' huge mud snake floating through the station!"
Astronaut 2:"Dude, that's nasty!"
Astronaut 1:"Tell me about it. I thought we were being invaded by those things from "Aliens"."
You thought you had it bad when you couldn't find a parking space at Walmart. These guys are being told to hold it in until the shuttle gets there. It's not like they can call Roto Router and have them come and fix the darned thing. That's gotta suck!
Go figure, They made this thing that costs billions of dollars and these rocket scientists could figure out that it would be wise to put in an extra toilet. They're shooting up a lab that costs over $500,000,000! Yet, they can't send up a $50 toilet! Jeeze!!!!!
I figure they can stick their butts out a hatch and shoot crap-meteors down to earth. That most definitely would get their attention. Hey, when you gotta go, you gotta go. I know how angry I was when my toilet was down and the plumber told me that he would be there the next day.
So, the next time you have a problem in your busy day, just remember above you they are people with some serious "crap" going on in their lives. Let's just hope they can fix it quickly.Keep safe and dream big.

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We're already half way through the year! This year has gone by faster than a thought of abstenance by a prom queen on prom night. As I sat here, at my desk at work, it dawned on me that I have to do my part to help save the world from itself. Before you go thinking that I'm going to dress up in spandex and run around fighting crime, let me assure that I'm not going to. I look terrible in spandex and I'm allergic to death.

I am reffering to trying to make my life less complicated in this day and age. Food is becoming expensive and gas has gotten to the point of just plain stupid. I would love to see how superheroes would function if they were real world. Batman would be mad as all blazes everytime the commisioner would call him. The Batmobile doesn't look like it's a hybrid. I bet it get like 7 feet per gallon. I can just imagine Batman fueling up that baby. I bet he's angry that he didn't buy a Japanese Import.

Anywho... Milk is also getting expensive. The other day, I asked the cashier at a local supermarket if I was paying for the cow's calves college tuition. Before you know it, milk will be on the New York Stock Exchange. It's going to be up there along with tech stock and precious metals.

I guess it's all good, though. Let's face it, the last two decades we have dedicated ourselves to become a really fat nation. We should thank those parasitic, low lives, armpit smelling, Opec execs for making gas so expensive. That way, we'll be obligated to leave our cars at home and actually bike our way to work, shopping, and anywhere else we need to go. They made it so impossible for farmers to use their tractors to harvest the food and to milk the cows that we are being forced to eat less. The way I see it, we will be a nation of ultra fit, super strong Americans within ten years. We will not need tanks or guns to go to war with. We'll have our brute strength. We'll be a nation of Hulks.

So if the other nations of the world hate us now, wait till they get a load of America Version 2.0. They'll pee their pants when they mess with us. Of course this is just wishful thinking. A man can dream though. At least dreaming is still free. Keep safe and dream big!

And Now, Our Feature Presentation

So the other day, I sat down and I watched a movie that totally disturbed me. It wasn't because of the nudity ( because it didn't have any). Nor was it because of it's super violent content ( it was as bad as a G.I. Joe cartoon). It disturbed me because it made me realize that we were a bunch of d-three for ever even imagining that it was a good flick. The movie I'm talking about is Sylvester Stallone's Oscar-winning gem "Cobra". I have seen some serious crap in my life, but WOW! This cinematic gonorrhea borders on the line of shear torture! The opening of the movie reminded me of a politically-oriented Duran Duran video.

So I know what you're asking. Why didn't you just turn off the stupid thing? To tell you the truth, I was drawn to it. It's the same attraction as when you minding your own business and you see a dog taking a crap on the street. You don't want to see it, but you wonder how big of a crap it's going to be.

Anyway, back to the movie... I found that the movie served up the load of vomit-gumbo right at the beginning with the scene where a psycho is holding a store full of hostages and "Cobra" appears. Cobra makes his way through the store, with a matchstick in his mouth and delivers a line that gives Orsen Wells' immortal exclamation "Rosebud" a run for it's money. As the psycho goes into his own little world and rambles off better than Dennis Miller talking about politics, Cobra informs the thug "You're a disease - and I'm the cure." Then, he blows him away with a custom .45 Magnum. Holy crap! They should make an amendment to the Bible and add that to the Psalms of David!

Let's not forget the clothing styles of good ole' 1986. Stallone was wearing jeans so tight, it made Richard Simmons pass out from a homosexual cerebral anurysm brought on by a single fantasy coming true. Holy Moses, this guy was lucky he didn't get testicular cancer just by trying to put on those jeans! Rumor has it, he had to dub his voice afterwards because of the change in voice once he got into those jeans.

So to finish off this movie re-review. There is a reason only TNT shows this movie. Just like the channel, IT SUCKS! if you have nothing else to do and you're thinking of dusting off this doggy pooper scooper, may I interest you in playing Russian Roulette with a pistol. Keep safe and dream big.