I've been ignoring you

I never seem to have enough time. But I am going to Vegas soon and am determined to actually get this trip on paper, so to speak.

Stay tuned.

Found on the busblog

Thank you tony

F*&* YOU

By Cee Lo Green



Found on Accordian Guy in the 21st Century

Who knew?

Have you ever asked yourself, what would it be like to shave my head? Well the answer is... Liberating!

Absolutely liberating. Shaving my head was more fun than I have had in a long time. Well at least since Friday. I was giggling like an eight year old the whole time. I took a bunch of pictures, but unfortunately I am using a borrowed camera and do not have the USB cord I need to download the pics to my computer so I can share them with you here. I hope to do so soon.

I am going across the street now so I can listen to the Philarican scream and giggle.

The origin

Apparently not everyone spends as much time on the web as I do. There is apparently a type of music where they just sing the melody and do not use any words. The following video is an example of that and went viral on the web a few months ago. It has since shown up in remixes and many different forms including the robot head I posted yesterday.

Enjoy.

Because too much is never enough

Update

I can't believe it's been a week. But I'm here to tell you that things got better. After paying my tIckets I called a cab which arrived in under 5 minutes and it was driven not just by a female can driver but an attractive female cab driver. Finding a young cute female cab driver in the city of Chicago is about as rare as getting a real diamond ring in a box of Cracker Jack. And she was intelligent and fun to talk to and married. So the story doesn't end as well as it could have but at least I had a great cab ride.

An hour later my brother called me back and was willing to let me use his car, so I got to work only 3 hours late but the hours were covered and alll was right with the world.

Thank you for all the comments. I do want to reply to some of them. As for paying my bills on time, since he beginning of the year my hours were cut and I am making $800-$1200 less a month (yes I am working on getting another job). If anyone out there is able to live on $1200 less a month please contact me privately and I will tell you where to send the money.

As for avoiding parking tickets,

Model Citizen aka Bonnie Rue wrote:

my neighbor used to live in chicago and he said parking tickets were almost a daily issue. He mentioned the amount of money he paid for said tickets and I was blown away - I thought maybe it was his fault and he deserved it.. but - he never gets any parking tickets here in Austin. Chicago must just love to hand them out.
I hope your luck has tuned around.

Yes, avoiding parking tickets in Chicago is like avoiding smog in LA or avoiding rude people in NYC, pert near impossible.

Good Night and Good Luck.

Brendan Fraser Flow Chart

Just in case you find yourself watching one of his movies and are unable to change the channel.

The Brendan Fraser Flow Chart


Found by Accordion Guy

If I didn't have any bad luck....

I wouldn't have any luck at all.

So I've been working on a deficit for 4 months now and I can barely pay for food some extras have fallen by the wayside. Like parking tickets for example. I paid a $240 parking ticket last month and have 3 parking tickets left to pay. I got paid today and the first thing I did was pay my rent the second thing I did was make a note to pay my parking tickets on line as soon as I get to work.

I took a shower, shaved, got dressed, packed up all my stuff and left the house. On time I may add. And walked out to my car to find a beautiful yellow boot on my car.

So now I'm standing in line at a City of Chicago revenue office waiting to pay my tickets. And a boot fee. And then pay a cab to get back home so I can sit on my porch and wait for them to remove the boot.

The only good news is that I managed to find someone to cover my first few hours at work.

I will try to keep you updated on the calamity that is my life.

Good Night and Good Luck

Ice Cream! Ice Cream! I scream for Ice Cream

I was walking downstairs from my apartment and before I reached the outside door I heard a familiar sound. A sound everyone who grew up in America can recognize. The Ice Cream Truck! I say The because we all know there is only one. Kinda like Santa Claus, everywhere all at once. I know it may look different each time but it's like the department store santas. They may look dissimilar but we know it's Santa here to bring us joy.

And the little boy in my squealed with delight and I felt the urge to bolt out the door running full speed down the street yelling Ice Creaaaaam at the top of my lungs!

I resisted. And now I'm sad. Let down. Like when I was a child I couldn't get money from mom fast enough and by the time I reached the street the music and the truck were a fading memory turning the corner out of reach, not to be back until tomorrow or if it was early enough on a summer day later that night just after dinnertime.

So many of the things from our childhood are dissapearing. Due to technology or due to the fact parents are too afraid to let there kids outside. I hope The Ice Cream Truck is never one of them.

Award Winning Movie Trailer

Atlanta or Bust

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I'm sitting in the back of a Jeep Grand Cherokee in Kentucky headed east on I24 towards Nashville. Being up for almost 24 hours after 2 hours sleep is making this a surreal experience.

Update: We're now 3 hours from Atlanta and three of the five passengers are asleep. At least intermittently. I'm crazy tired but getting re- psyched up about the game. AC/DC is on the radio. Dirty Deeds. Dirt Done Cheap.

43 hours to go

Yes. That's right. First pitch of the new season is thrown in 43 hours. Baseball season that is. Cubs Baseball. The only baseball i follow The only baseball that matters.

I get to put on my cubbie blue for the first time this year. It's already making me smile. Cubbie blue, baseball, sunshine. Beer, friends, hot dogs, cheering fans, happiness.

The Cubs start off their season in Atlanta against the Braves. And I will be there. With my jersey on and my spirits high. Baseball is my religion. Wrigley field is my Mecca.

I'm currently at working, my shift ending at 7am and I start again at 1p tomorrow to work 12 hours and then jump in my car for the 12 plus hour ride. My travelling companions will be The Whorenado and her boyfriend. That should be interesting. We're stopping in Kentucky to pick up Aborama and her boy friend Kentucky. He is what you think of when you think of Kentucky. Then is 6 more hours to heaven. Have a hotel room reserved to freshen up, suit up, and stock up on booze.

Maybe I'll be able to post through my hangover on the way back.

Go Cubbies!

Don't let this post fool you

There are misadventures to be told but first, I have to tell you how truly beautiful it is here. I'm sitting in Duke's in Wakiki, well shaded, and staring out at palm trees, ocean, and surfers. Now they are mostly people learning to surf because the surf here is very tame so you will have to remove visions of surfers riding a giant barrell. You'll have to go to the North Shore for that.

The food here is not any more expensive than Chicago and probably cheaper than downtown. $9.95 for a chicken ceasar salad. And $5.50 for one of their home brewed beers on tap. The crowd here s decidedly touristy. Families, groups of grey hairs, groups of 20-30 somethings, but not nearly as many young couples as I would have suspected. And not a local in the lot. Half the waitstaff look like teeny boppers. Actually all the waitstaff look like teeny boppers but I can tell that half of the are over 20. I don't know why the other half aren't in school.

Now for the food, the chicken on the ceasar was hot off the grill, tender and full of flavor. Which was good because the salad was fairly flavorless. The Parmesan was fresh grated, a definite plus, but the dressing what there was of it was tasteless. They served what I believe was garlic foccacia bread that looked to good to resist and tasted too good to regret. The young woman at the table ordered a dessert that was bigger than her head. But as I look over it is almost gone. Ice cream cake is what I think it was. It will be two pounds on her thighs that she will compllain about when she gets home from vacation.

Aloha

In Hawaii

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I'm in Hawaii for my friend That Drunk Girl's wedding. I'm staying at the Aqua Wakiki Wave hotel which a small botique-ish hotel. The room is pretty stylish but the view is of a parking garage. But it is a unique parking garage where you pull into an elevator that goes up to your floor then sideways to your space. So pretty cool. I may have to park there just to check it out.

I'm off to find some food. Before driving off to TDG's place for dinner and drinks. Why eat first? Did I mention that there would be drinks? That and I'm starving. Only a $9 sandwich on the plane a few hours ago and dinner isn't for at least 90 minutes.

To make a short story long...

I study SCRABBLE words. Because, at times, I'm a dork. And I have a love for words and language, all languages, always have. Today I was studying 7 letter words that contain 5 vowels. And came across ABOULIA. Aboulia is the lack of will power. It is now the official word of the day and one of my favorite words of all time. For many reasons, but especially because I am currently, as always complete aboullic. My friends will attest to this. It is quite well known that I have the world's most twistable arm.

I worked night shift last night, finishing up about 7:30am, then working out, then signing up for some crazy fitness challenge at work, then studying insane words, then finally getting to bed about 10:30 and falling asleep around 11ish. Then woke up at 3:30, late to pick up my daughter, Monkey.

Will skip the Monkey part for now. I dropped her off about 7:30pm and headed home with the only thought of being in bed by 9pm as I have to be at work again at 7am. But the gods conspire against me, and as I am in my car driving home dream of sleep my phone rings. It is Horsecock. One of my good friends who is also quite possibly the devil himself. Hanging out with horsecock is always an adventure, but rarely wise. I answer the phone, "I swear you have the ability to know when I am weak. You are the ultimate predator, able to sense when someone is weak and susceptible to attack". "So, I take it you are weak?" I am always weak. But today especially, although I am tired, which makes my arm more twistable, I am also bored with life. You can almost hear the twisting. Of course Horsecock has a sweet at one of the hipper hotels in Chicago, comped by work naturally, on one of the warmest days of the year so far. And this hotel just happens to have a bar on the roof. Oh, my poor arm.

So I am off to my doom, with a smile on my face. I took time to write this because it was easier than sending a text to those who need to know. You know who you are. Call me at 5:45 and yell at me to get into my car. Once I find it of course.

Good night and good luck.

Happy Green Day To You

I hope your St. Patrick's Day is joyous and worthy of a blog post. I however will be working. I expect all sorts of recockulous drunks to end up in my ER by night's end. I just hope they are amusing and cute. I'm not in the mood for obnoxious tonight.

Good night and good luck

In the meantime

I had a great time last night, but my body apparently got hit by a truck. Even now I feel a bit dodgy. I was going to write about it but I am going to watch movies at Philarican's house. I told her I'd be there in 20 minutes about 25 min ago so I must go now and post later.

We are going to watch Amadeus.

Borrowed

Record Makers Promo from CreativeApplications.Net on Vimeo.

Found on Let There Be Blogs

Seriously,

I'm about to talk about LOST. So if you haven't seen the most recent episode please go watch it now at abc.com and come back. We'll wait.

So now that we're all back together I'd like to say what everyone has been thinking. "What the fuck is going on?" Now this isn't the normal LOST what the fuck is going one that we felt during the first, and possibly the second and third seasons. No, this is why are these people ruining my life and making the past five years of my life pointless.

Now this week's episode was the best so far, but last week's episode had me wanting to poke my eyes out. The Sayid episode was quite painful. Maybe it got us where we wanted to go but it was painful to get through. It also had me shouting something I've shouted at the screen before, "Will someone please kill Ben Linus already!" Now this week's episode made us feel a little sorry for him but I'm pretty sure we would all be better off without him. I did feel we were moving forward with this episode. We may not have any answers yet but I at least feel we are getting closer. And although the style of the end of the episode was a little annoying it was signaling that we were going back to the beginning in more than one way and hopefully getting back to basics.

So I'm hopeful again for the first time in 6 weeks. Let's hope they keep it up.

Where do they all come from?

I'm apparently getting a whole lot of traffic on my site but my sitemeter is on the fritz. So I don't know why or from where all the traffic is coming from. I promise happier and more interesting posts soon. And I plan on getting my sitemeter working again, but in the meantime if you don't mind telling me in the comments how you found my site I'd appreciate it.

Test, Testing, Test One

It was a dark and stormy night. I'm wondering if I can post more blog posts if I dictate of questioning something to say before I dictate that way I can Matieson bumpers for right now I'm tired and want you can what the hell is this sometimes it dictates correctly sometimes it. Believe that I don't know if it's easier if I talk faster or do I talk slow are but it's all just got a nonsense and I just want something that works correctly. Thank you

I'm posting this without corrections are some Kisumu stuff is by time I read it I don't remember what it was supposed to say two I want you to know what this looks like this is done by dragon dictation for the iPhone and I hope that eventually it records everything correctly I think most of the contract worker somebody correct words are to do to Ingco audible pauses so I tried to do only inaudible pauses to see if that works better.

If it is 8:49 PM on Wednesday, December 22 freeze for Christmas 2009 and I am just wasting time because I want to work. Does anyone really wanted to work. I don't know I suppose this couple I currently not one of them Somersalmi job that I actually enjoy anyone knows about any of those please let

So it's official Dragon dictation cut you off if you go to long without stopping so apparently after this sentence or two Heydon way men do again so that you got shot tonight and did not

Okay I want to try that last phrase again because it should have been hard. Goodnight and good luck

Crazy Tired

Hope I can sleep. Yesterday I fell asleep on the couch from 10p to midnight and then got up and went to bed to discover that I could not sleep. At 1am I admitted defeat and got up, worked out, tried to put plastic over the living room windows-Fail, ordered a chicken sandwich, an italian sausage, and garlic bread. chicken sandwich is still in the fridge but I fear it is not long for this world.

I just got up and put said sandwich in the oven. Someone please remind me to go get it before it is charcoal.

Long story short I didn't fall asleep until 6am. I set my alarm for 11am because I am forever the optimist. I got out of bed at 2. Managed to do nothing of importance until 3, then I showered, shaved and cleaned my apartment. Okay I really just straightened up the living room, dining room and bedroom. Then managed to engage in some sexual activity and eat an amazing Jibarito sandwich from Papa Cache Sabroso. My greatest discovery of 2009 was that this place dellivers, and I did it with only 2 days left of the year. By the end of 2010 the will know my name and address by heart. I may even give them a house key so I don't have to go downstairs to open the door. The jibaritos will be, by far, the number one obstacle to me losing weight.

To answer the smart asses out there, you know who you are, the sexual activity of which I speak was indeed with someone other than myself. The lovely lady in question is normally a stay-the-night'er but alas she has left so I am sad. But it is probably a good thing because last night's workout has left my quads sore, and me unable to fully extend my right arm, and I'm sure the left arm will join the right by morning. So I probably would have been much good to her, although I was able to have sex two days after I dislocated my shoulder so I probably could struggle through.

My chicken sandwich is ready to eat so I will see you kids later.