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Wednesday, February 28th, 2007
10:16 am	Has it been 2 months ??? So, what’s new and exciting in YOUR life???? (This could take a while) Well, funny you should ask… Jess and I moved into our new house last weekend. FUN, FUN, FUN…but not really. It was a LOT of work, but fortunately we had a TON of help. Remember when I said I wasn’t going to ask for any help so I wouldn’t be mad when my friends bailed on us? Well, I didn’t ask, they just all volunteered, and without them, we, well, I would still be moving boxes and shit, so I thank you all immensely. We spent all Friday night painting after the closing, which thanks to Justin and Kell-eye, only took until midnight or so, because quite frankly, I am the worst painter in history, and deciding to put such a dark color in Dylan’s room with bad lighting may not have been the greatest decision ever, but it looks good now…lol Saturday morning had me up bright and early to go clean up the painting mess from Friday before meeting with Nat, Al, Travis, Dylan and Bo to attack my storage units. We got it all loaded in about an hour, and made our way back to the house to unload. Upon loading and unloading we discovered that I may have single-handedly kept the VHS format alive and well for several years after DVD’s should have made them obsolete. Jess stayed at the apartment where she was met by Whitney, Sarah, Megan, Kell-eye, and Alicia. The girls boxed up all the stuff they could fit into 4 or 5 cars and left the furniture for us to go back and grab with the truck. We emptied everything into the house and enjoyed a yummy sammich before heading back to the apartment to take care of the big stuff. All in all it took us about 6 ½ hours to move into the new place…not too shabby, and I owe everyone who helped a big BBQ with beer flavored water for them to consume. We spent most of the last week just putting stuff in its new rightful places, emptying tons of boxes, and hanging lots of stuff with nails and screws. We are probably 85% finished. The place looks good, but still has a few things left to be done, like hanging 3 more sets of blinds, putting Dylan’s bed together, hanging some pictures, and other small things like that, but for the most part the place looks really good, and we are both extremely happy. Of course there is still work to do on the outside of the house, like ripping out plants, cutting down/back some overgrown foliage in the yard, emptying and cleaning out the 2 ponds, and stuff like that, which is coming up next, along with buying a lawn mower (for Dylan…LOL), new BBQ grill, patio set, edger, leaf blower, and a bunch of other gardening tools I have less than no experience in using…LOL Wedding invitations are in the mail with a date of April 21st, 2007 being the big day for Jess and I… Apologies abound if you do not get an invite, but since this is coming out of our pockets, which are now 170 thousand dollars emptier than they were a week ago, we had to cut our list WAYYY down, like from 150 to 85 or so. Fortunately/unfortunately, we both have very big families, and they had to come first, which led to some people we love being cut out. We wanted them sent early enough so that if some of the out of town family can’t attend we can invite some of the people we wanted to come but were left out. Now, as I used to say back in my Ring announcing days, “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IT IS TIME FOR THE MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!” Is 3 weeks too long of a time frame to wait for something??? I mean we all know Jessica had to wait 27 years for ME to come along, so she should be able to do 3 weeks standing on her head right?? But I wonder if 3 weeks is too long to have to wait to find out if you are going to have MORE THAN 1 BABY??? Yes kiddies, we may be looking at twins. We got a Doppler for the house that lets us listen to the baby’s/babies’ heartbeat/heartbeats. Well, for 2 weeks now, I have been hearing 2 heartbeats on opposite sides of her belly when we listen. I can find them every time, and they to me, sound like they are different speeds/strengths, so to me, Lenny the amateur OB/GYN (I just added the OB part, I have been an amateur GYN for YEARS….) that means 2 babies. Her grandma also informed us that there are not just 1 set of twins in her family as we originally believed, but that there are 6 or 7, so they do run more strongly in her family than we suspected. The doctor wouldn’t confirm or deny my diagnosis, saying they do not diagnose twins with just the Doppler sounds, but we would know for sure in 3 weeks when we go for the ultrasound. So on 3/19 we will know if we are having 1 or 2, but right now it could go either way. Just do me a favor and pray for either one boy, one girl, one of each, or 2 boys, because I don’t think I can handle twin girls… No seriously… Current Mood: nervous Current Music: The Temptations-- Just my Imagination (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, December 19th, 2006
6:11 pm	BIG NEWS.....small blog..... I'll have more on this after the holidays, but I just wanted everyone (read that as no one in my family), but since no one really reads this anymore I feel safe in posting it here....(for the one anonymous pair of eyes who doesn't use myspace)....but I am going to be a daddy.....and a husband.... for the 2nd time. Amazing what happens in a year or so..... Still working on names as Jess is only 7 weeks or so right now, but we have the girl's name locked in with Katherine (Kate/Katie)....and we are still bouncing some boys names around...Kieran, Zachary, Derek, Dermot...(and a few dozen more...lol...) Suggestions are welcome, and encouraged, especially from literary types who are fond of my first boy's literary ..no NOT 90210..inspired name... OH..............and in other newz..... My tuba playing, math challenged son has his first crush.... A VERY CUTE little blond haired girl named Christina from his band class... THANK GOD....LOL.. just kidding.... (not that there's anything wrong with that)....:-D Current Mood: loved Current Music: Kenny Loggins-- Dani's Song (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 13th, 2006
2:05 pm	Bowl Movements-- Movement 9 Yule Log Edition 1- Lindsay Lohan may be smarter than I gave her credit for... When asked why she didn't tell the press sooner about attending AA meetings, Lohan replied, "ummmm.. because it's ANONYMOUS"...LOL ..... atta girl Lindsay, no put down the Jaeger bombs and go find the boobs you miraculously lost after making Mean Girls. 2- Some of my friends know a secret...not necessarily MY SECRET mind you... but it will be interesting to see if it stays a secret as long as it is meant to. 3- Some people at work like to leave their reading material behind in the restroom... That's nice of them 4- Mostly though it's usually shit like the Auto Trader... That's not cool. 5- Did my first wrestling show in 6 months this weekend down in Boca.. Good to see a bunch of people I haven't seen in about 6 months, and meet a few new guys too. Not too much rust on me, but took me a match or two to get into things. 6-Word of advice... McRib sandwiches, coupled with .49 ice cream cones at Mc Donalds are quite the double edged sword.... Heaven going in..... Hell coming out.... 7-Christmas is coming... I love Christmas.. I like giving presents more than getting them though. I never buy myself anything so I never know what to say when people ask me what I want. I am not a person who wants for much. Good food, a roof over my head, my family, and my bigscreen.. I already have those things.. so anything anyone finds in their heart to give me is gravy.... Even "shitty" gifts. 8- 8 hours in the car Saturday to and from Boca did not do my knees any justice though..... 9- Less than 2 weeks until we go to NYC for the holidays... First time home for Christmas in 14 years, so I am excited.. This one is going to be special.. Bank on it. 10- Word of advice Part II-- Special shout out to parents... Be supportive of your children in the choices they make for themselves. Right or Wrong. maybe their lives didn't go exactly how YOU planned for them to go, or for that matter, the way THEY planned for them to go...SO WHAT???? They are still your children no matter what, and I don't care how old they are, or how good your relationship with your kids might be. if they come to you with something you may or may not want to hear... THEY ALREADY KNOW you may not like what they have to tell you, so shitting on them after they do it, or just not being excited about it if it is something they are nervous about is not cool. It is hard enough for children to come to their parents with stuff, at ANY age, reactions like that will ensure they think twice before they come to you with something "BIG" again. Just be there when they need you. That's all any child wants. The older they get may make it take longer in between times they need you, but sooner or later, EVERYONE needs their Mommy...or Daddy... Merry Christmas... and God Bless us all.... Everyone Even Cassie... Current Mood: optimistic Current Music: Elvis Presley-- Blue Christmas (Comment on this)
Wednesday, November 29th, 2006
5:05 pm	BOWL MOVEMENTS--- Movement 8 So.... I am not the biggest fan of going out to bars and clubs. I mean, lord knows I have done my share of going out and getting fucked up, but most of that was back when I was a kid.. By "when I was a kid" I don't mean 23, 24 like most people my age do when they talk about their "good ol days", I mean 16 through 20... After that I kind of lost interest in it/moved to Florida and ended up married and a daddy by 23, so there was no time/$ for me to be going out and getting fucked up anymore...I had responsibilities to take care of, and I did just that. Now I am not saying that I haven't on occasion gone out and had a few...or a few too many on some occasions ( sorry Harvey....) but by and large, I am a go out and have one or 2 and I'm done kind of a guy. Mostly it is the lack of mass transportation/bars in close proximity of an inexpensive cab ride which prevents me from going out and getting plastered... I want NO PART of a DUI, so I wont drive, and there is no subway or cabs to crawl into to take me home after a night out...yes I know there are cabs, but it isnt a quick/cheap alternative like it used to be in NYC. There are 2 REAL reasons why i dont like to go out much, and I experienced them BOTH last night, within 4 minutes of entering a bar at Channelside... One I predicted would happen 2 hours before we got there, and the other I thought might, but was unsure, as I didnt know what kind of place we were gonna be in because I hadn't been there before... Let's touch on that second one first shall we???? ok Here's the thing... If i pay XXX dollars to get into a bar/club/drinking establishment.... and then pay a rip off charge/premium of XXX dollars for a miniscule/watered down drink at said bar/club/drinking establishment that is bad enough, but... I will be GOD DAMNED if you think I am paying some motherfucker to hand me a fucking paper towel in the fucking bathroom. THAT IS A CROCK OF SHIT.... The pay toilet in this country went the way of the dinosaur about 50 years ago jackass, and if you think I am gonna give some azupep a dollar for watching me take a piss, wash my hands, and give me a paper fucking towel, that is within 6 inches of the very spot I'm fucking standing in....then you my friend are out of your fucking mind... and while you're at it, no... I DON'T need a mint, a comb, a lollipop, a piece of gum, or a splash of canoe/old spice/ or CK One, thanks...jerkoff Now onto the main event of the evening...the real reason I hate these places, and the one I told jessica would happen TWO HOURS before we went to go out, and said it would happen within 5 minutes or so of getting there.... the guy with the beer muscles getting stupid. Yes, just like as has been the case forever in these places, 2 beers.... and EVERYONE's a tough guy... We walk into the place, and go straight to the bar past a throng of drunken idiots, and within a minute somoene wants to get to the bar where their friend is standing a foot or so behind us... so he squeezes between al who is behind me, and myself, but bumps into al who looks down ... Al can't help looking down on the guy, the fucking little shmuck was 2 inches shorter than ME for god's sake, so that makes him roughly 3 feet 2 inches shorter than Al. So mr beer muscles stares Al up and up ( if he stared him down he'd have a bird's eye view of Al's crank)and Al says Britishly...(oops sorry Al...very politically incorrect of me, please forgive me....) Al says, very Anglo-Americanly, "Is there something wrong?" to which mr beer muscles replies not so eloquently as Alastair, "you wanna say something to me?" To which i was hoping he would say, "Yeah, about a million things, but I can't express myself monosyllabically enough for you to understand it all." (I HOPE SOMEONE GOT THAT) but i digress..... Al of course patted the guy on the shoulder and told him everything was cool, like a grown up should do, and mr beer muscles and his friend walked away, i am sure telling themselves the were real men because "that guy knew better than to fuck with us" in fact those guys had no idea I was with Al and would have caved that fucking jerkoffs head in with a bottle from the side of him if he had even flinched at my gargantuan friend.... who BTW reminds me of Peter Crouch from Liverpool FC (that was simply to make Al laugh I assure you all) in any event, they left and we continued to have a good time despite my being Nostrafuckingdamus . Rest of the evening was rather uneventful , consisting mostly of me soberly watching many drunk people dance, well... try to dance, and one drunk woman walk, well...try to walk...unsuccesfully I might add... That was lots of fun, as she took out another woman in the process of falling down, rolled around on the floor together, then got up headed right back to the bar for another drink, and proceeded to hop around on one heel, as if it was her shoes fault she couldn't stand up on her own.. that was fun... so yeah.. what was I saying?? oh yeah... i dont like going out .... happy holidays....LOL Current Mood: annoyed Current Music: The Eagles-- "One of these Nights" (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, November 9th, 2006
4:49 pm	Bowl Movements 6 & 7 (double issue) I thought that I had nothing to rant about really, but I was reading something yesterday that caught my eye, and I wanted to share it since it is pretty timely for something published almost 500 years ago, and it got me going… “For most princes apply themselves more to affairs of war than to the useful arts of peace; …they are generally more set on acquiring new kingdoms, right or wrong, than on governing well those they possess: and, among the ministers of princes, there are none that are not so wise as to need no assistance, or at least, that do not think themselves so wise that they imagine they need none; and if they court any, it is only those for whom the prince has much personal favour, whom by their fawning and flatteries they endeavour to fix to their own interests; “ -----from “Utopia”, by Saint Thomas More 1516 AD With the mid term elections come and gone, and the near immediate scapegoating of Donald Rumsfeld, I thought this passage rather apropos today. I am a registered Republican, but I consider myself a fairly open minded one, who tends to lean a bit left on some issues. I am a man of faith but not a religious fanatic. I personally believe abortion is wrong, but I am 100% in favor of a woman’s right to chose. I am for the death penalty, but in favor of gun control. I think stem cell research is important, and Morning Prayer should be kept out of public schools, but the pledge of allegiance kept in. I am a firm believer in charity starts at home, and if the rest of the world hates us so much, then we should let them help themselves, and start minding our own business a little more, however, not at the expense of our own security. I believe in the free market, but allowing ourselves to be strangled by our own thirst for energy will ruin this country if we do not rid ourselves of our Arab “friends” and their “cheap oil”. I believe we did help the Iraqi people, and they are better off now than they were before, but it’s time to let them figure it out for themselves now. I think our troops should spend more time defending this country here, than other countries there. We have a border that is like a giant sieve with Mexico, and we should build a big fence around it… not to keep us in, but to keep those who do not wish to come here the right way out. I am proud that this country was founded by immigrants, my family started out as simple immigrants from Greece in the early 20th century, but they learned the language, assimilated themselves, and became AMERICANS, who lived the AMERICAN DREAM, not Greeks who came to America, and lived a Greek dream in a more hospitable country. I believe families should preserve their culture, and the heritage of their families, but to do so and not also adapt to the ways and laws of the people in this country is a slap in the face. I believe the laws and rights of this country should be upheld, and apply to all our citizens, regardless of race, color or creed, but the key portion of that phrase is “to all our CITIZENS”… The protection and privileges we enjoy in this nation, we enjoy because they are the fruits of our forefathers struggles, and the spoils of being an American, not to be given out to anyone to hide behind because they were able to sneak in under cover of darkness or under false pretenses. I believe the welfare system in this country is in shambles. Billions of dollars wasted by giving hand outs not hand ups. I believe assistance for those who are struggling and want help, not funding those who are content to wallow in their situations. Unemployment in this country should be ZERO… I read the papers every Sunday, and there seem to be one hell of a lot of open jobs that people who are currently saying, “I can’t find a job” could be working in… Is 7 dollars an hour a lot of money? Of course not, but it’s still more than zero dollars an hour. Too many people around who think that jobs are beneath them. If you work a job and are unable to sustain yourself and your families, THEN, you should be given help. I believe the days of people living off that monthly check, even worse, those monthly checks, PLURAL, need to come to an end. I believe we need more affordable housing and fewer strip malls and that it’s an affront that the people we count on to teach and protect our citizens aren’t paid enough to live in the cities they work in. I believe that if you commit a sexual battery on a child, you should pay with your life. If we need a nuclear deterrent to protect us from foreign aggressors, then should we not provide the same type of deterrent to our most innocent and helpless citizens? Furthermore, hiding behind black vestments and a collar should not make you immune to that rule either. I believe gay people/couples should enjoy the same rights as everyone else. I thought I read somewhere that all men are created equal, not all straight men are created equal. I may well feel it is wrong or un-natural for me personally. Maybe it says it’s a sin in the bible and maybe it doesn’t, but neither my personal feelings nor the bible should be dictating who should be allowed health coverage or death benefits and who shouldn’t. I think the President of the United States should be impeached if he lies on the witness stand under oath REGARDLESS of how petty the reason he is on the stand might be. His… and someday HER… job is to uphold the Constitution of the United States, and to lie on the witness stand is inexcusable. Do I care if he cheated on his wife? Absolutely not. That matter is between him, his wife, and his God. But if you take an oath to uphold the Constitution you lose the right to flaunt the laws you pledge to govern others by, and you should be held accountable to those same laws. There is probably a lot more I could write here, but I’m running out of gas, so I better stop now… What does all this mean? Probably not much, but I will forever be thankful that I live in a country wonderful enough to allow me to say it all without worrying a soldier is going to be knocking on my door to drag me off somewhere, never to see my family or friends again. I think of the labels we place on people for political/ideological purposes; Democrat… Republican… Independent…they don’t really matter. A great coach once said, “It doesn’t matter what the name on the back of the jersey says… It’s the one on the front that counts” Mine says American. GOD Bless America. Current Mood: optimistic Current Music: Ronan Tynan--God Bless America (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 24th, 2006
5:11 pm	Bowl Movements-- Movement 5 Bowl Movements—Movement 5 This may be the first movement where I am not completely cranky for some reason… I mean…I’m CRANKY… that can’t be helped… But I’m not OVERLY pissed off like last week’s effort. Here we go… 1. Internet Gambling is now illegal… Well, in actuality, the government did not go THAT far. What they did was make it illegal for credit card companies and banks to send money offshore to gambling sites for players to wager with. So now I can not, as a grown up, tax paying, VOTING citizen of this great country, go to my computer on Sunday morning, check out the latest injury report from NFL.com, and place an innocent 10 dollar, 3 team teaser to make my afternoon of football watching a bit more enjoyable. Don’t PROTECT ME FROM MYSELF…. You allow not one, but 2, MULTI BILLION dollar a year industries to go on killing people on a daily basis in tobacco and handguns, yet I can’t throw 10 bucks on a fucking football game?? FUCK YOU….. 2. Something funny I saw on the road the other day…A guy on the median of the road pounding a wooden sign stake into the ground with one of those myriad annoying get rich/we buy houses/lose weight signs on every corner in Florida. This particular sign was imploring me to call this gentleman up so he could help me unlock my untapped potential earnings. I almost considered jotting the number down, (not really) but then I saw said guru of untapped wealth was driving a dented up Saturn, and for some reason, I changed my mind. 3. Speaking of people and intersections…. Is there a WORSE job than selling the Sunday St.Petersburg Times in a HORRID lime green shirt while standing out on 4th and Gandy all day watching the cars go by? 4. To answer the above question…. Yes. Yes there is. What about the poor suckers making minimum wage to stand on the side of the road in 90 plus degree heat in those dumb cell phone/chicken/tax preparer costumes like they were a mascot at a college football game? I’m pretty sure those jobs are worse. 5. J E T S JETSJETSJETS…… 4-3 on the year matching their win total of all last year. Possible playoff berth for this team if the chips fall right…. Only tough games left are with N.E. and Chicago…. Rest of schedule would have a tough time fighting off Mojo Jojo… (It’s a Powerpuff Girls Reference….powder puff schedule…powerpuff girls… mojo jojo…. Nevermind….) anyway……….. Rest of schedule consists of Cleveland, Houston, Green Bay, Buffalo, Minnesota, Miami and Oakland… anyway who doesn’t see a favorable schedule there isn’t looking too hard. 6. Every Democrat in NY state that is opposed to going to Iraq or Afghanistan because we have no right to tell people how they should live because we aren’t from there is a big fat hypocrite… Because you all voted for Hillary Clinton, and you let someone who lived in NY for 30 seconds before she decided to run for Senate in that great state fool you into thinking she knows what’s best for where YOU live. 7. Jess can NOT beat me at Rummy…. Played literally ALL DAY Sunday into Sunday evening while watching football/movies and she can’t do it... Bless her heart she does try though……but then again, I can’t beat her at rock paper scissors so I guess we’re even… sort of… 8. She actually sat down and wrote out …on PAPER… every different meal I make for her that she likes… After reading the dishes she liked, I joked about how that would make a nice little menu for some joint somewhere…So she went on her computer and actually typed it out as if it were a menu.. She’s funny…and I’m lucky…. 9. Going out to eat with people you enjoy being around makes dinner so much more fun. 10. I haven’t called a wrestling match in about 4 months now. I stopped off at FPWA’s show the other night to say hi to some people as I was in the neighborhood, and when I was spotted, was asked if I could cut a commercial for someone. I asked when and they said right now… So with no prep, no warning, and no copy to read off of (until I quickly wrote it up) I banged out a PERFECT 30 second wrestling spot in one take…. I wonder if I had started this sort of thing when I was 25 where I would be right now. 11. Dad flies in on Saturday morning. Haven’t seen my father in 10 months. Should be fun?!?! Like Radio Raheem said in his soliloquy about the story of Right hand vs. Left hand: It's a tale of good and evil. Hate: It was with this hand that Cane iced his brother. Love: These five fingers, they go straight to the soul of man. The right hand: the hand of love. The story of life is this: Static. One hand is always fighting the other hand; and the left hand is kicking much ass. I mean, it looks like the right hand, Love, is finished. But, hold on, stop the presses, the right hand is coming back. Yeah, he got the left hand on the ropes, now, that's right. Ooh, it's the devastating right and Hate is hurt, he's down. Left-Hand Hate K.O.ed by Love. If I love you… I love you… But if I hate you………………. Current Mood: content Current Music: Harry Connick Jr-- We are in Love (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, October 18th, 2006
12:13 pm	Bowl Movement-- Movement 4 Movement 4 Lots to touch on today, so I’m gonna jump right into it… 1. I was wondering if Madonna picked up that little kid she bought…errrrrrr… “ADOPTED”… on Amazon.com, but then I realized the Amazon is in South America, and not Africa, thus making the preceding joke quite unfunny. 2. If I had known that poor little brown baby boys fetched 3 million bucks from spoiled over indulged “stars”, I might have quit both of my jobs, left shit in Dylan’s diapers long enough to draw some flies around him, and gotten a really good tan 12 years ago…..But then I realized it’s not cool for those spoiled overindulged “stars” to adopt poor little brown baby boys that were born IN THIS COUNTRY… 3. The Departed was an OUTSTANDING talking motion picture…Perhaps the best movie I’ve watched in the cinema in years... As the Beastie Boys like to say, “Check, check, check, check, check, it out.” 4. After watching said movie, I will reiterate how much I like the city of Boston… we just gotta figure out a way to get rid of the Sox and the Patriots. 5. Spending Christmas through New Year’s back home in NYC for the FIRST TIME IN 14 YEARS….. VERY EXCITED. 6. So it seems Whitney Houston has filed for divorce just ONE MONTH after separating from Bobby Brown…I really thought those 2 crazy kids were gonna make it… make it all the way to a double OD or murder suicide… Oh well… There’s always Tara Reid and whomever she’s shagging at the moment. 7. The Dow Jones industrial average hit the 12 thousand mark today, yet somehow I don’t expect to hear that fat jerkoff Michael Moore stop talking about the Republicans destroying the economy. 8. When will people realize that the economy is cyclical? It can sustain NEITHER extended growth NOR recession for too long. It is INATE. Democratic messiah Sweet Dick Willie (sorry… just watched Do the Right Thing again) Bill Clinton was no more responsible for the economic UPTURN of the 90’s than Democratic pariah Jimmy Carter was for the economic CRISIS of the late 70’s/early 80’s… It is simply a matter of what goes up must come down… and then…it goes back up again…but in the case of the economy, whomever is in charge when it happens, is either a hero or an idiot. 9. I predict that Brooke Hogan will have a #1 single right around the time I take over for Katie Couric as host of the CBS evening news. 10. And finally…yet most annoyingly… the city of Attleboro Massachusetts, has adopted a measure that will now BAN….wait for it…… the games of TAG, and TOUCH FOOTBALL at recess in public schools for fear of a lawsuit… And people wonder why 2 bit sawed off jackasses like Kim il Jung and the lot of them think we are a bunch of tree hugging, pansy ass, pussies who they should not be afraid of… BECAUSE THEY’RE RIGHT…. No fucking tag??? KIDS CAN NOT PLAY TAG????? What the fuck is this country coming to? It’s bad enough we have plastic swing sets and rubber tire pieces littering the ground of every play set in America, because GASP….. God forbid a little kid fell and skinned his fucking knee, who would we sue then? Let me tell you something. When I was 5 years old, I got EVERY FUCKING TOOTH in the front of MY MOUTH knocked out by a METAL SWING in a NY CITY park… Did my mother SUE NYC???? Of course not…My teeth grew back and are perfectly straight, no braces needed thank you very much, and once I stopped bleeding all over the concrete and crying, my mother beat my ass, but you know what??? It taught me to NOT RUN IN FRONT OF THE FUCKING SWINGS BECAUSE I MIGHT GET HURT. Few years later, my cousin Jimmy got hit in the eye with a metal swing in a NY CITY park, 46 stitches, and plastic surgery in the corner of his eye. Another millimeter and he would have lost the eye… Did Aunt Dorothy SUE NYC??? No. Of course not… As soon as he got the patch off his eye and could see again, Aunt Dorothy and Uncle Tony BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM FOR NOT REMEMBERING WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS COUSIN LENNY WHEN THEY WERE 5, and running in front of the GOD DAMN SWINGS. And people can’t understand why the world hates us…. Fuck… a few more stupid ass laws like this and I may start to hate us too…. I am now sufficiently pissed off… I am going to lunch. Current Mood: pissed off Current Music: Drowning Pool--"Bodies" (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, October 12th, 2006
10:34 am	Bowl Movement-- Movement 3 I know this is a couple of days late. I have no excuses. I had the thing written just never posted it… So sue me… 1. I was gonna complain about the Yankees getting knocked out of the playoffs and costing me a chance at going to see the World Series this year, but after what happened yesterday to Cory Lidle, I felt kind of stupid about that. My deepest sympathies to his wife Melanie and his young son Christopher for their loss. 2. Fantasy Football… I love it…I have 4 teams in various leagues… I’m a nerd, I know… but some people take it WAYYYYY too seriously… 3. Hockey… Welcome back to the greatest game in the world that no one likes for some reason….. You were missed…even more so since baseball season is over for me and the Jets… well... the Jets are the Jets. 4. Glad to see Joe Torre coming back for one more year. He did an excellent job this year, the Detroit series notwithstanding, and deserved a chance to finish out his almost surely last season in NY on a better note. 5. Being in charge when the boss is gone is not that fun….. I spend all day answering his calls and emails and barely have a chance to do my own work… He is a busy m effer, and he best be paid well, otherwise I wouldn’t touch his job. 6. Grownups who get so drunk they pass out in near mid sentence are a funny sight to see when you are sober… 7. It is much easier to feel like a good parent when your child is making the honor roll every report card, than when they are struggling. 8. After I say I am glad the Eagles, who I hate BTW, beat the Cowboys and TO last weekend, I will not waste another second writing about , talking about, or thinking about that piece of shit Terrell Owens. I don’t care how good he is, he’s a fucking jerkoff. 9. I may make the best linguine and clams ever. I have had 3 people who’ve not only never eaten it before, but don’t eat seafood, eat my linguine and clams, and loved it. 10. Next Big Thing 6 is gonna be an AWESOME show in December, with a very good lineup. I am pumped for that show…. That’s all I got this week kiddies….. Current Mood: sore Current Music: Simon and Garfunkel- The Dangling Conversation (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006
4:45 pm	Bowl Movements-- Second Movement..or is it Movement 2? Gonna dispense with the pre column chit chat and get right to it this week, after I say that I am out of my braces and got the rest of my staples out today!!!.... 1. I miss the wrestleplex in St.Pete. Always got to see a good show. Building was 800 degrees in December, but I had a blast there every 2 weeks, and made a bunch of good friends. 2. When I started watching wrestling, there were 20 places for the boys to make a living in this country in this business. Now there is 1... That's sad. 3. Despite no one being able to make a living in wrestling right now, it is easier than EVER to get involved in it in one way or another.... That's sad. 4. Columbia School of Broadcasting..... Expensive Pipe Dream or pathway to my calling? 5. What exactly is a freelance internet wrestling journalist? And how much does it pay? 6. Eric Mangini will be a GREAT NFL coach... The Jets will be a GREAT NFL team... I only hope it happens at the same time. 7. If you purchase the kind with unsalted tops, are they still called SALTines? 8. Women farting out loud makes me laugh. 9. Why do guys try to chat while standing at the urinal in a public restroom?? Don't talk to me while I'm taking a leak... EVER.... 10. Happy 12th birthday to the reason I get out of bed every day, Dylan Spenser Thomas. I love you kiddo. Current Mood: relaxed Current Music: Dave Matthews-- Best of What's Around (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 26th, 2006
5:44 pm	NEW WEEKLY COLUMN... I SWEAR I know I have been somewhat neglectful, and haven’t updated regularly enough, so I have decided to rectify that with a regular weekly update. I realized actually, that I do most of my “free time” thinking in the bathroom. Thoughts seem to go in and out of the transom of my mind on a fairly regular basis while in there, and I thought it wise to start jotting some of those thoughts down for a regular weekly column on Tuesdays every week. It isn’t going to be very structured though, more like a quick rundown of random thoughts I’ve had over the last week while going to the rest room, and the column will be entitled, “BOWL MOVEMENTS” (I slay me) So…Here it goes… MOVEMENT ONE 1.If a drunk chick passes out naked on my bathroom floor and I’m not awake to hear her… Does she make a sound? 2.I hate the smell of shit. Even my own. But for some reason I still take a whiff every time I go to the bathroom. Why is that? 3.Girls who are married and want to fool around with their bosses should lose the right to tell anyone to shut up for any reason at anytime. 4.Josh Rich is now the 3d most powerful Jew in UXW next to Frank Goodman and Raven. 5.Whatever animal they were frying in the condo next to Jessica and me over the weekend in Orlando smelled worse than anything I have ever smelled before. 6.I drank more from age 16-21 than I have from 21-35… That’s sad. 7.I think I seek out women who can’t cook as a way to ensure they’ll keep me around a while… 8. Part of me is going to miss wearing these god damned leg braces when they come off next week, but I think it just may be that I don’t want to have to start wearing pants to work again. 9.I should write a movie or TV show. 10.The band “Snow Patrol” is going to be BIG… and “Chasing Cars” is a great fucking song. That’s it for now kiddies…See you next week!! Current Mood: relaxed Current Music: Snow Patrol-- "Chasing Cars" (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, September 21st, 2006
1:58 pm	Happy Birthday to ME Crawled...literally...out of bed this morning, and struggled my way to the bathroom to splash a bit of water on my face at the ungodly hour of 7:01 am, roughly 35 years and one hour to the minute I was born, oh so long ago, in a small hospital in Jamaica, Queens. As I washed the Vicodin induced sleep out of my eyes, I began to see little 3x5 cards taped in various places throughout the apartment. They were cute little love notes and reminders taped to places I would be sure not to miss them: the bathroom door, the toilet seat, bathroom mirror, refridgerator, etc..... about 20 or so of them in all, some handwritten hearts, some pre printed little sticky notes with things like, "Just a simple I love you, from someone who adores you" and the like. It brought a smile to my face the likes of which has not been seen in far longer than I care to recall. Little things like that tend to remind me how lucky I am, and how far I've come, but more importantly, of how far I still have to go. That was a thought that used to daunt me quite often, but when someone you love is there to hold your hand along the way, and remind you every so often that you're ok, sometimes even when you don't know you need to hear it, it's not so scary after all. So Happy Birthday to me. I hope all my friends enjoy today as much as I will, whether here in Florida or anywhere else our travels may have scattered us along the way back to that little hospital in Queens. I love you Jessica, and I love you Dylan, my little tuba playing fathead. Current Mood: happy Current Music: Elvis Presley-- The Wonder of You (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 5th, 2006
12:51 pm	Just when I think I'm out..... They pull me back in.... I was so close, yet so far.... Knees were starting to feel much better, of course, therapy was still Torcher...whoops...torture...lol(sorry Steve)..but there was light at the end of the tunnel. I was showing rapid improvement, was able to ride the bike nearly pain free, had moved up to adding weight to the straight leg lifts, and really felt I was on the road back. Of course, that's what I get for thinking right??? WHAP... (that would be the sound of reality smacking me back in the face for doing too much thinking) Felt a twinge in the left knee whilst doing my therapy last week, but not too bad. More of an uncomfortable burning sensation in the lower part of the knee than flat out pain, but after not going away for a few days something wasn't right. Had my 3 month follow up with the doc, hoping to get my braces off, as I was still feeling ok, and was ready to start driving and living my life again, but he decided he wanted x rays before releasing me from the braces. So I made an appointment at the imaging facility next door to where I work, and got 8 pictures taken of my knees. WHAP...... (yup....slapped in the face again.... GOD DAMNED REALITY....) There it was.. staring me in the face in glorious black white and shades of grey... the wire that was connected to my knee by being hooked through 3 drilled holes in each knee, had snapped in my left leg. It was protruding slightly below my left kneecap, and was the reason for my ever increasing discomfort over the last week or so. The right one however looks fine. So instead of my braces coming off and me driving all over the place acting like a normal human being again for the first time since the morning of June 8th, I now am faced with the prospect of ANOTHER pair of surgeries on my poor knees.... WHAP........ WHAP..... WHAP....... This one should not be too bad or leave me laid up for too long. They will go in, snip off the ends of the wires and pull them out. Should be an hour tops to do both knees and recovery should be a day or two, but just the fact that I have to go through it all again so soon really sucks my arse. I was hoping for a complete recovery and THEN having to go back in to get them removed, but my knees didnt see it that way. Then again they have rarely seen things my way over the past few years.. So I will again be going under the knife. These will make knee operations #'s 4 and 5 for your favorite announcer...Wow... 5 knee operations. at ALMOST ....35 years old. I feel like an NFL lineman...............Without all the money of course.... WHAP.... (god damn you) I gotta stop thinking....... Currently listening : Concert For George By Original Soundtrack Release date: By 18 November, 2003 Current Mood: cranky Current Music: Eric Clapton-- If I needed Someone (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 23rd, 2006
11:20 am	Backyarders I just turned down a request from someone on myspace. Not that this is news or in and of itself worthy of a blog, but this one struck me a bit differently. Instead of just denying the request, which I now do regularly, no offense wrestling fans, I appreciate the love, but I don’t need to have 1263 people whom I’ve never met, claim me as their friend so I can feel validated. If you want to validate me and what I do, vote for me and Prazak under best announcers in the Observer year end awards, and buy a shitload of DVD’s from ROHWRESTLING.COM so that I may continue to have a place to ply my trade that you seem to like so much. That will make me feel validated more than any picture of you on my myspace page will ever do. The reason this one made me write, is that it was from a bunch of kids here in Clearwater, FL, not too far from where I live, who apparently are backyard wrestlers. For those of you who don’t know what that is, it is basically a bunch of kids who try to emulate wrestling on their parents lawns. They have matches, pretend they are wrestling at Madison Square Garden, and beat the living shit out of each other with chairs, and fluorescent light bulbs, and tables, thumb tacks etc. I can appreciate the fact that they like wrestling, and want to do it, but do it the right way. Beating the shit out of your friends with chairs and tables and glass is NOT wrestling. NO ONE in wrestling respects that, and in fact everyone HATES that this goes on. Wrestling gets a bad enough rap as it is without stuff like this, and one of these kids is gonna get hurt, and hurt BADLY, then wrestling will of course be to blame, only furthering the negative image that not only wrestling has, but anyone associated with it has, by pretty much ANYONE not involved in or a fan of the sport. So in a nutshell, here’s what I told them…. Do yourselves a favor Go to an actual wrestling school. Learn how to "work" properly, and don't hit yourselves in the head with any more chairs. Nothing good is going to come of it. Be a wrestling fan, support pro wrestling, learn to do it if it's something you really feel strongly about, but do it the right way. No one in the wrestling business has any respect for backyard wrestlers, think backyard wrestling is COOL, or feel honored that kids are imitating pro wrestling behind their parents' houses. One day one of you is gonna get fucked up bad, and then someone will turn around and sue someone else, and blame wrestling for it. You are lucky to live where you do, in that there are a bunch of places to learn to wrestle if you really want to, and I would be more than happy to get you in touch with the right people if you'd like. Just my 2 cents kids, but thanks for the request. Anyway…. Sorry to waste time on stuff like that, but if I read about one of these kids in the St. Pete Times soon, I am gonna be PISSED. Current Mood: sore Current Music: I'll Tuble For Ya....Culture club (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, July 3rd, 2006
2:39 pm	and thats the way it was..... part 2 It took until almost midnight before I got a room at Mease Countryside Hospital on June 8th, Dylan and Dawn came up to see me, as did Louis and Gianna while I was still in the ER, and of course Jessica was by my side the whole time. I was definitely going to need surgery. but until I saw an orthopedic surgeon, there was really no way to know how bad the damage was. I was pretty sure I had done more than just the 2 obvious patellar tears, as my left knee felt much worse than my right one did, and my right knee was so swollen, it looked as if a small cantelope was growing under the skin where my knee USED to be. They put me in immoblilizing braces and told me a doctor would be in to see me in the morning, but because they had no idea when I would be going in for surgery I would not be allowed to eat OR drink ANYTHING after midnight, just in case.... so needless to say I was starving since I had not eaten since lunch at about noon, so I had Dawn and Dylan run down to Wendy's to grab me a chicken sandwich with some fries and chilli before they left.. Little did i know that would be the last thing I would eat until Saturday morning, but you know what.... I wouldn't really care too much... because in just a few short hours, I was about to be in even more pain than I was Thursday night . Everyone went home and they shot me up with more pain killers to try and help me to sleep, and I did for a while. Doctor came in to see me in the morning, and informed me that I would be having surgery at some point that day but he was unsure when, as the ER was pretty booked, but he was gonna try and squeeze me in... He was unsure how bad the damage was, but told me rather than have me take an MRI, it would just be easier for him to look around in there. "once he had me opened up"..... He ordered an EKG and some chest xrays to make sure I would be ok for surgery, and I was happy to know that my EKG was perfect and my heart seemed in great shape, except for a slightly high blood pressure reading(....this is called FORESHADOWING in literary terms folks....) Jessica went to work in the morning and I told her and Dawn that the surgery wouldnt be until later on in the afernoon, so they should just come up later on and not miss work, as I would be pretty doped up most of the day.... Nicest part of my day was waking up from a medicated slumber around 2 or so, to see Jessica sitting in the chair beside me just watching over me....did I mention how lucky I was to have her through all this???? well prepare to get sick of it over the course of the next few of these things I write, because I assure you it will be a recurring theme....got the word that surgery would be around 330 or so, so they would be coming in to get me in a little while.... Marshall Mathers' little brother was my orderly, and unfortunately for me, slim shady junior didn't share his older brother's views on homosexuality, because he apparently, according to Jessica, was completely NOT subtle in his checking out of my package whilst I was slightly exposed under my hospital gown as he was wheeling me down to be anesthesized for surgery.... I thanked Jessica for pointing that out to me, as I would now have to go back to the hospital once I was healed so I may beat the snot out of young Eminem for ogling my jizunk..... Anesthesiologist was pretty hot and I recall making a bit of an ass out of myself ( but no worse than i would if I was sober ...) being drugged up flirtatious patient guy, as she shot me up full of stuff to make me go nighty night for my procedure.... For some reason when i am in pain or heavily sedated I become super flirty guy, as I recall doing it to Jessica (FLIRTING.......pigs.....) while the paramedics were morphining me up on the field as well.... hmmm.... must be why i've never done drugs.... Surgery was a success as no damage was done other than the 2 patellar ruptures, but still took almost 3 and a half hours to repair all the damage....what was UNEXPECTED was still to come, and was quite scary for everyone involved......... ......to be continued....... Current Mood: determined Current Music: U2-- Walk on (Comment on this)
Friday, June 30th, 2006
12:27 pm	How bad can it really be right???? My Right knee 2 weeks AFTER surgery My Left knee 2 weeks after surgery Current Mood: disappointed Current Music: Tori Amos-- Winter (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, June 22nd, 2006
9:03 am	and thats the way it was....PART ONE Thanks to Walter Cronkite for the headline to this blog........ This is going to be like a 10 parter folks, because the past 2 weeks have been a bit hectic, so bear with me...i have a lot to say...but am not physically able to tell it all at once..... So Thursday june 8th started off innocently enough..... Spent Wed night out with Jess and everyone for some drinks and karaoke, so in comparison to that...yeah... Thursday started out innocently enough...(just kidding..wink wink) Got up and got dressed for work, and work was the same ol same ol... Had a softball game after work, but forgot my jersey at home, so had to run back to grab it and be at the field by 6 for the 630 game. No christine for the game, so I got to play coach for the night... Thought I did a pretty good job with the lineup, and it was shaping up to be a very good game against Sunstar(the ambulance people......IRONY ALERT.......) Game was 2-1 in the 4th, when i came up with 2 people on base and 1 out, took the first pitch , but LOVED the second offering, and proceeded to hit a ROPE into the gap in right center...ball had double written all over it, so i didn't reallly run too hard out of the box, but as i was cruising into second, i noticed the outfielder bobbling the ball, and immediately, 30 yrs of baseball instincts kicked in and i turned the bag at 2nd and headed for 3d. Got about 1/2 way there and checked over my shoulder to see if there was going to be a play on me, but it seemed i was in easy, and began to slow down as i approached the bag.... What happened next was not cool in the least.... 2 GIANT POPS.. one after the other..first left then right, loud enough that everyone on both benches was able to hear them as they exploded.. POP! POP! "ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHH.....OH FUCK.................OH GOD...............ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH.....OH FUCK........ SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE(see...IRONY... i told you....).....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH...F U C K" As i lie on the ground moaning in agony like a baby seal that just got clubbed, everything just kind of stopped...... what the fuck just happened? what the fuck am i going to do? my father is gonna FUCKING KILL ME...(yes... 35 yrs old and STILL afraid of daddy... screw you all....) i knew exactly what happened, but how badly i had no idea yet.... i assumed the worst of course....at least on my left leg, which was turned at an angle below my thigh, that no leg is supposed to be turned at..... my right knee i simply assumed, destroyed the original repair from the same tear 6 years ago...but it was looking like a small cantelope was growing beneath my skin, so i couldnt tell.... at the least i thought i had torn both of my patellar tendons(the ones that attach your kneecaps.... at worst i completely blew out my left knee...ACL, MCL, PCL, cartillage, meniscus, the whole 9 yards..... but in any event i was in a TON of pain, and that pain was just beginning.... Ambulance came and worked on me on the field for a good half hour or so, and gave me some yummy morphine to ease that pain...to not much success....then hauled me off to Mease Countryside hospital, where i got some more yummy morphine....and X RAYS..of both my knees which the doctor thought he was reading upside down(yikes that can't be good) but then realized that my knees were just on backwards...(DOUBLE YIKES)..... ...........to be continued........... ps..... there is one awesome thing to come out of all of this, and it is truly amazing how you can find out what people are made of...REALLY made of...in a situation like this....... and i found out that i could not be luckier than to have Jessica Miller in my life the way she is..... She showed me what it truly means to feel for someone, and the true meaning of putting someone you care about before yourself, and for that... i will always owe you Jess....and i will spend as much time as i possibly can , for as long as it takes, to make that up to you.... Eye Heart Ewe Current Mood: sore Current Music: level 42-- something about you (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 7th, 2006
3:44 pm	Nothing to rant about.....well who am i kidding of course there's something to rant about WORD OF THE DAY: ululate ..UL-yuh-layt; YOOL-.., intransitive: To howl, as a dog or a wolf; to wail This was the word for the day WAYYYYYYY back on 3/10/06 a rather insignificant date in the annuls of American Romantic history, but one that as it turns out means more than one would have thought to a couple of very good friends of mine... SO... March 10, 2006.... cheers to you, and may those 2 crazy kids ULULATE all night once just for me.... ;-) Quote of the Day: "All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon sand." ------ Ella Wheeler Wilcox, quick hits...........and shouts TO the guy who almost had me punch his ass out at Adventure Island this weekend in front of both our families... You sir are a fucking cock, and had you kicked that little kid in the head or struck him with ANY of your flailing appendages, one of us would have gone to jail while the other went to the hospital... TO the guy who invented FMLA..... you had good intentions..... that's all I got......... TO the chef at Casa Ludovico..... You my friend are an amazing cook, and your restaurant is a good setting for a first date if someone was so inclined....... TO Jon Favreau.... You are a tremendous actor... a funny man.... and you STOLE "The Breakup".... HOWEVER... feel free to mix in a salad... because my man you are pushing maximum density... TO you know who.... 2 good weeks down..... a whole lot of great ones to go..... TO the inventor of the game "CAPS".... Go fuck yourself.... TO sitting on a bench near the water.... I like doing that...a lot... TO walking along the water near the Vinoy.... I like doing that too... TO singing karaoke... I like the looks on people's faces who don't know I can sing.... TO all my friends who read me on a regular basis... keep on reading, keep on thinking... and keep on being the best friends a guy ever had.... And finally TO NYC..... See you in a couple of weeks my oldest and dearest friend of all Current Mood: happy Current Music: "The Adventure"-- Angels and Airwaves (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, May 23rd, 2006
10:11 pm	20 questions..................REDUX Since I am now the father of an elementary school graduate that has received the Presidential Academic Excellence award from George Bush (sorry W haters but this has nothing to do with Iraq or Gas Prices, so for the next 5 minutes I think he's the best President ever)(congrats to everyone I know who has graduated somewhere recently...even you Sedrick Strong) I am feeling a bit old but proud so............ Here are 20 questions that might tell you more about me, if you want to know! 1. If you could ask a question of a dead relative? Mom, If you knew you would die at 38 would you still have become a mother at 18? 2. If you could become rich doing one thing that you currently don't do? GM of the New York Yankees 3. If you had to describe the best kiss youve ever had? I think my next kiss will always be the best one ever. If that possibility of it being the best one you would ever have wasnt there, wouldnt that take some of the excitement out of it? 4. If you could have one artist create the soundtrack of your life? Billy Joel 5. If you had to select any single manmade object that best represents your personality? The Brooklyn Bridge....Strong, useful, noisy, dirty, costly, but absolutely invaluable to millions on a daily basis. 6. If you had to describe the single worst thing a friend could do to you? Not be there when I need them. And that isnt to be selfish, but I pride myself on RARELY needing help from anyone, and wouldnt go looking for it from anyone I didnt implicitly trust, or that I hadnt been there for myself when they needed something, so for them to deny me in my time of need would be the worst, because my asking would not come lightly. 7. If you could take a trip tomorrow for only one day, where would you go? New York 8. If you could take a trip tomorrow for one month, where would you go? Japan 9. If you could have the answer to any question? Were the independent contractors working on the uncompleted Death Star innocent victims when it was destroyed by the Rebels? 10. If you could achieve absolute success in only one area of your life? Divorce .......I like to think that I have had close to the perfect divorce. In fact, I would put my divorce up against the majority of your marriages. 11. If you had to identically repeat any single year of your life to date without changing a thing? The year I was 13. Got into the best high school in NYC, made out with Carmen Bezzina, and had maybe the best year of my life on the baseball field 12. If you were leaving for a trip, what three things would you HAVE to take with you assuming you had plenty of money and clothes? A worthwhile companion, my FDNY hat, and enough music to get me there and back 13. If you had to change your name, what would you pick? Derek Jeter..... Do you have any idea how much ass I could get off of drunk chicks in NYC just by saying my name is Derek Jeter??? 14. If you just learned you were going to die in one hour what would you do? Find out where Dylan was so I could spend it with him 15. If you could have one super-power? Nikita Koloff...... Dusty was way too out of shape...........(I will NEVER get tired of making non wrestling fans go , "HUH??????" when they read that answer!!!!) 16. If you could completely eliminate one of your pet peeves? I dont even have one pet named peeve, let alone more than one that needs eliminating, unless they were all cats named peeve. I would eliminate all of those fuckers. 17. If you could recover one thing youve lost in your lifetime, what would it be? My ability to suffer insolence and stupidity with a smile. 18. If you could eliminate forevermore one cause of death on earth? Raining burning sulphur from the sky, granted that one has not been around for QUITE a while, but I think it was a tad over the top, even in its hey day. 19. If you were kidnapped and allowed to telephone one person for one minute only, who would you call? Dylan, just so he would know no matter how it ended up he would be fine. 20. If you had to leave a time capsule tonight to describe yourself 100 years from now to someone who finds it, what 3 items would you put in it? NYC Subway map, Pictures of me and Dylan at Yankee Stadium, Central Park and Flushing Meadows, Box set with every episode of Seinfeld on it. Current Mood: chipper Current Music: Dave Matthews Band-- "Stay ( Wasting Time)" (Comment on this)
Tuesday, May 16th, 2006
12:22 am	Soundtrack Of My Life....and one semi related thought My Life: The Soundtrack So here's how it works. Open your choice of music player [iTunes, Limewire, Kazaa, etc] and put it on shuffle. Press play. For every question type the song that's on. And when you go to a new question press the next button. DONT CHEAT or it won't be fun. Ready? GO! Opening credits: Salt N Pepa w/ En Vogue--Whatta Man Waking up: My Chemical Romance--Helena Average day: Europe--The Final Countdown First date: The All American Rejects--Move Along Falling in love: Michael McDonald--I Believe (When I fall in love it will last forever) Fight scene: Blue October--Hate Me Breaking up: Barbara Streisand--You Dont Bring Me Flowers Getting back together: Cake--The Distance Secret love: Chris Isaak--Wicked Games Life's okay: Blue October--18th Floor Balcony Mental breakdown: The Beatles--Cant Buy Me Love Driving: The Manhattans--Let's Just Kiss and Say Goodbye Deep thought: Billy Joel--Its All About Soul Flashback: Ivan Neville--Why Cant I Fall in Love Partying: Flock Of Seagulls--Space Age Love Song Happy dance: Soup Dragons--I'm Free(to do what I want) Regretting: Cake--Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps Long night alone: Level 42--Leaving Me Now Death scene: Chevelle--Send the Pain Below ...............and now for the semi related thought...... Odd how something relatively innocuous like this makes you think back about certain points and events in your life...some of which you are proud of... some of which you aren't ..... some of which seemed like good ideas at the time..... some of them don't in hindsight..... BUT... they all make you who you are today, and changing anything about them.. even ONE seemingly insignificant detail, could possibly alter everything that came after it, so don't sweat the past... GOOD or BAD... because EVERYBODY'S got one, and very few people have more skeletons than anyone else in their own closets, so letting people in on some of your PAST secrets shouldn't EVER change how they see you NOW... because simply put.... it's BECAUSE of those secrets that you ARE WHO YOU ARE RIGHT THIS MINUTE....and isn't that ALL that should matter to ANYONE? Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: Al B Sure--"Night and Day" (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, May 11th, 2006
12:52 pm	Life is like a box of SHUT THE FUCK UP Just a few things sticking in my craw, in no particular order of annoyance.... How can my company be worth nearly 1 billion dollars, yet it employs men incapable of guiding the urine that leaves their body 18 inches into the bowl below without getting it on the seat and or floor? Why do I keep getting friend requests from hot 19 year old blonde chicks with huge tits from parts of the country I have never even THOUGHT about visiting , let alone have been to before? I mean is your existence SO pathetic that you need to randomly pick people you have NOTHING in common with, will NEVER meet, and wouldn't give the time of day to if you were on the same side of the street by some act of God? I mean, at least I KNOW who Dane Cook, Elvis Costello, Bobby Baccala, Tony Soprano, and Uncle Junior were BEFORE I added them...LOL Do people just leave giant turds in the bowl without flushing or apparently, even using toilet paper in their HOMES TOO???? Believe it or not as much as I hate the Red Sox, not even I would throw a beer in a woman's face for having the balls to be in Yankee Stadium wearing a Red Sox jersey......but the bitch had it coming nonetheless..... Boston would be my second favorite city on Earth if not for the Red Sox, Bruins, Celtics, Patriots, and all their respective fans........ On second thought.... Fuck Boston and those Massholes.... And I piss on their stupid tea party too... In Fact I think I may hate Boston MORE for being the home of the dumb ass tea party than for being the home of the Red Sox.........NAH... It's definitely more for the Red Sox...... And don't get me started on Benedict Arnold...... Figures that that motherfucker was from Connecticut doesn't it? There are MANY dumb people who call sports radio shows, however the majority of them call shows down here in Florida, and I am now almost exclusively listening to the simulcast of WFAN out of NYC while I am working, because nothing beats 8 hours of listening to guys call and complain about the Mets and Yankees, even when both are in first place...LOL Have you seen Bobcat Goldthwait??? I mean MAN does he look BAD.. I know Nikki Cox was the hottest piece of ass you had ever seen, but just because she is now banging Jay Mohr, is that any reason to walk around like a bag of fucking bones like you got the hiv?? Jesus pal, eat a fucking sandwich I'm BEGGING YOU..... Deal or no Deal is the DUMBEST game show of all time...... YET.....Like a good car wreck, I can not stop watching it.. And to the bitch who claimed to be a PSYCHIC for her profession on that same show last night... YOU STUPID FAT WHORE.... IF YOU WERE PSYCHIC YOU WOULD HAVE WON A MILLION DOLLARS WOULDN'T YOU? YOU DUMB BITCH... go kill yourself now.... ok... I feel better now..... Word of the Day for Thursday May 11, 2006 derogate ..DER-uh-gayt.., intransitive verb: 1. To deviate from what is expected. 2. To take away; to detract; -- usually with 'from'. transitive verb: 1. To disparage or belittle; to denigrate. QUOTE OF THE DAY: "The trouble with some women is they get all excited about nothing --- and then they marry him. " -------------Cher (1946 - ) Currently Listening to--"WFAN 660AM"-- Mike and the Mad Dog Current Mood: cranky Current Music: WFAN 660AM "Mike and the Mad Dog" (Comment on this)