Monday, October 19, 2009

First off let me apologize for missing a week and being late with this one, was a busy couple weeks with too much drama and too little sleep and cash. Still hacking my way through the dating world, having some fun and meeting some cool people, a couple dicks too, but thats always the way, hahaha! Another reason why I shouldn't talk to girls when I am drunk... I end up writing such fabulous lines as "roses are red, violets are black. Hey baby, nice fuckin rack" Also mentioned something about a clone army of ferrets... One of those I actually though of sober, hahaha! A friend of mine did think they were funny later though, but I wasn't trying to pick her up with that line.
I have seen a few things on the old boob tube to make me both laugh and want to attack myself with a nail gun to stop the pain. Lets start with a funny one... The new SW Air commercial has the best tag line I have seen in quite a while. The end of the commercial rolls up and the screen says, "Grab your bag... it's on", freakin awesome! There was a commercial for a place that will fix your windshield if it has a chip in it before it gets bad enough to have the entire thing replaced. Now I assume they have some smart cat's writing these commercials and to hear grammar being slaughtered like slutty girls in a cheap horror movie makes me think they are doing it on purpose. Some kind of thing where they think the stupid shit's will identify with a guy thats just like they are, just a regular guy, working man, and all that jive. Or someone sure fucked the dog on that bit of editing... While we are on conspiracies though, let this one sink in for a min and let me know if I am crazy or have I figured it all out. The downfall of the economy and the lack of it getting much better could be a scheme to raise the numbers of people enlisting in the military. Probably jumping at shadows, but you never know, lol.

Apparently it is no longer safe to eat fruit. Saw a commercial for some new hippy toothpaste that was talking about protecting your teeth from those horrible and terrible fruits and the nasty acid's that are in them. Give me a fucking break, these are the same assholes that switch their mind every goddamn six months about which parts of a freakin egg you should or shouldn't eat and if it is ok to have milk if you want to live past 20.

I won't say too much on the movie Where the Wild Things Are except I am not a fan of the idea of a kid dressed like a raccoon dancing around with a bunch of failed Muppet's. Doesn't sound entertaining to me and I didn't like it as a kid either. I would like to reign death and fire from the sky down upon my boss more than ever. I am used to not getting quite the right parts to do things and I have realized this is the way it is going to be. He cares more about the bottom line and not making something look good it seems, however, comma, pause for effect... When you make me use the wrong fucking parts then complain about it a couple days later and make me look like an asshole? Thats when people die. At least I am getting the right parts now if nothing else... fucking commies...

Had a couple dates in the last week, the first one went rather shitty, she faked sick by the end of it, but whatever on that. The other two went well, had a lot of fun and at the very least I'll end up with a friend or two, the best, heh heh, well you know:) The tour is off now it seems for the metal band, there were some issues both financial and legal with one of the bands and alot of rumors on top of that so we are not going. Shitty, but we can work on writing new material and playing some more shows, maybe get the new cd done in the Spring. Took the semester off of school for fucking nothing though, can't say I'm surprised by the turn of events though...

Turns out when you drink beer for 10 hours straight, you get pretty hammered. Did that yesterday for the football games, had a good time, but paid for it today at work, felt like I had a wet blanket wrapped around me most the day. Open mic is tomorrow and it is the kickoff to my birthday, if your around Buffalo, drop in to Broadway Joe's for a beer and a tune or two. I am going to try not to get peeled all week long, but I think tonight may be my only night off. Have to play it by ear, hahaha! 28... never thought I would ever make it this far, not in the greatest position imaginable, but have some good plans and thing are in motion as long as funding stays in place and gets better (looks at his boss quizzically), things will turn out ok. Had a little too much fun this past two weekends and have to lie low to make sure I can scrape out my bills for the rest of the month.
Ps. If you can get your paws on a beer called Sapporo, rock it out man, it is some tasty beer.
Take care and have a good week all, I'll hopefully be back on Sunday with some good birthday stories.

1 comment:

  1. If someone wrote me a poem like that, I'd marry him.

    And also, I drank beer for 12 straight hours on Sunday! Go team!

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