Being a HUGE Parliament fan, I have no Problem with FUNK. Personally I need the FUNK, I am always down for the FUNK, but it is the 18th day of June and I only have 10 entries added to the total so far(over 100 for the year though) and I've only gone to see one movie, that ain pimpin. To make matters worse I haven't exercised in weeks, I am starting to resemble something a certain green muppet is known to rest on, possibly sitting in a pond, with moss growing on me. Why I'm off kilter like this is anybody's guess am I not used to the environs of my new room yet possibly, as the saying goes heat rises(save it seems in the playoffs but hey first year together you made it all the way to the finals and a Game 6 with a young coach and a team EVERYBODY not in the city of Miami hated, not bad) and this room is often quite warm but I've blogged in the heat before so meh probably not a good enough reason. While I have been tweeting, tumbling and everything else a little bit I have been somewhat absent from those worlds at times too, yes I am having the same technical difficulties with my Vaio that I complained about previously so that is part of it, hell while originally beginning this post my damn Firefox crashed for no apparent reason.
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Saturday, June 18, 2011
Monday, December 27, 2010
I did say I get flakey this time of year
And with all the added disappointments of where I ain and what I can't do sometimes these pages are more like a weight than a release, but there on some things I wish to get off my chest, some fantasies I wish to type out so I won't be gone next longer and no this blog is not see you next year(yet) whether it will be tonight or tomorrow I will start cleaning up old business I'm not sure, but I will.
Each year one should reflect on who they are, where they have been, and where they want to go I'm going to do that, as the sang go fear don't leave here, and regret was drunken away so long ago that all I have left is reflection. Whether it be the mirror, the bottom of the glass, or the front of my mind it is what it is. What is yet to come I do not know, what I have already gone through I can appreciate, dark times have past and more will come but until I don't tomorrow I will wake up and face the day anew. Not bright and shining but determined to move a few steps closer than I was yesterday.
For those wondering where I have been, just staring out the window watching the clouds go by(or teeth chattering in a sheet as the heater broke thats another story that needs to be told), I'm here, there and everywhere. And I will return I talk to much not to ;)
Each year one should reflect on who they are, where they have been, and where they want to go I'm going to do that, as the sang go fear don't leave here, and regret was drunken away so long ago that all I have left is reflection. Whether it be the mirror, the bottom of the glass, or the front of my mind it is what it is. What is yet to come I do not know, what I have already gone through I can appreciate, dark times have past and more will come but until I don't tomorrow I will wake up and face the day anew. Not bright and shining but determined to move a few steps closer than I was yesterday.
For those wondering where I have been, just staring out the window watching the clouds go by(or teeth chattering in a sheet as the heater broke thats another story that needs to be told), I'm here, there and everywhere. And I will return I talk to much not to ;)
Friday, December 10, 2010
The beauty of promising a "chicken in every pot"
Not to toot my own horn, but I'm a pretty smart guy. Give me a book/manual/decent training class and I can get damn near anything. Those wonderful charts and figures that get put up when people discuss:deficits, tax cuts, government expenditures if I can see them full size and read the key on the side I can usually get the gist of what you talking about. Any term I don't understand I will hit google, websters, investor words, how stuff works, bing or whatever other source I may need to so that I can follow along with your argument/topic of discussion.
That's me though, see if something piques my interest I'm like a dog trying to get his beloved toy from under a chair. I'm gonna dig and scratch, try to get my shoulder/arm in there, run to someone seeking help, keep trying to find a way. That's not most people hell, I have come to believe that people have started creating lipper charts, Feng zwei curves, out da back door averages and you don't need to know so don't ask me reports JUST so they sound intelligent to the average person and you will stop questioning them and leave them alone if they seem to buttress your own position. Its 2010 most people in my age bracket have seen the results of Reaganomics from kindercare to adulthood.
We have seen our neighborhoods go from nice friendly places where we could play outside til the lights came on to desolate scenes from old westerns. Ghost towns where the lawless rule and the average persons goes about their day in fear hoping to stay under the radar. You hope to avoid the big rancher out to own every acre his eye can see, the drifting cowboys bored with the monotony of the trail so they have "just one night" to spice it up a bit.
When those at the top are allowed to ignore the rules(or buy them as they see fit), justice is based not on the incident but on your ability to pay for representation, a permanent "unclean" class is present and always decried as the "unstoppable" enemy while the people run around "defending" themselves from the enemy the haves keep all the spoils for themselves. As for the ne'er do wells hey all they need is a shadow to hide in. When justice is blinded by dollar signs who wants to call the law? Every negative encounter re-enforces the idea that they won't help us.
Look around now, isn't that what you see? The world going to hell while you and yours just try to survive? You don't have time for high minded ideas now do ya? Taking the time to research every last claim by somebody living in a gilded cage, eating off a silver spoon he doesn't know what your life is like. So let's say somebody who looks kinda like you tells you how it ain your fault, how if you just leave these folks over here (who by virtue of their past successes obviously know what their doing) alone that their success will lead to your success. And that as they are more successful you will see things improve for you, why they'll get so good on your side, if you put these folks in charge, that there'll be "a chicken in every pot".
Now you don't know who lipper is, or S&P but you know who chicken is. Hell look how many chicken proprietors are out there:Tyson, Purdue, The Colonel, Churches, Zaxby's, Popeyes, Mrs. Winners, Chic-Fil-A. Think of how inexpensive a chicken dinner usually is, its good, its quick all kinds of great memories for MOST people. Hell thinking about it can you name a bunch of "beef" companies? I mean you could name me a "burger joint" but even burger joints sell chicken. How about an actual brand of beef, you've got your super market meat department, might even be able to tell me who makes ya turkey sausage or your hot dogs. Ya steaks and pork chops though uh uh, not too many people in that game.
So you pick a cheap yet delicious item, an item that most people have dealings with on a regular. No nothing extravagant, nothing that's actually gonna put you out a few dimes, not Filet Mignon in every oven. Or a pan full(remember its only one chicken singular, might be able to feed a family of 4 2 days on 1 chicken) of Minions, NY strip, Prime Rib nah not that stuff that costs money. How about a pot full of lobsters? Yeah let's all be ballin, let's all be eating good give me that King Crab, that Caviar(beluga baby), Dom Peri in the glass, Private stock in the cup pimpin.
Nah, that's too much can't pull that off without people getting suspicious huh? KISS keep it simple stupid, a message people can understand and comprehend. Things that seem tried and true nothin fancy, elaborate or invasive. While not every chicken pusher sells it to you cheap, ain nothing like some tender, juicy chicken now is it.
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That's me though, see if something piques my interest I'm like a dog trying to get his beloved toy from under a chair. I'm gonna dig and scratch, try to get my shoulder/arm in there, run to someone seeking help, keep trying to find a way. That's not most people hell, I have come to believe that people have started creating lipper charts, Feng zwei curves, out da back door averages and you don't need to know so don't ask me reports JUST so they sound intelligent to the average person and you will stop questioning them and leave them alone if they seem to buttress your own position. Its 2010 most people in my age bracket have seen the results of Reaganomics from kindercare to adulthood.
We have seen our neighborhoods go from nice friendly places where we could play outside til the lights came on to desolate scenes from old westerns. Ghost towns where the lawless rule and the average persons goes about their day in fear hoping to stay under the radar. You hope to avoid the big rancher out to own every acre his eye can see, the drifting cowboys bored with the monotony of the trail so they have "just one night" to spice it up a bit.
When those at the top are allowed to ignore the rules(or buy them as they see fit), justice is based not on the incident but on your ability to pay for representation, a permanent "unclean" class is present and always decried as the "unstoppable" enemy while the people run around "defending" themselves from the enemy the haves keep all the spoils for themselves. As for the ne'er do wells hey all they need is a shadow to hide in. When justice is blinded by dollar signs who wants to call the law? Every negative encounter re-enforces the idea that they won't help us.
Look around now, isn't that what you see? The world going to hell while you and yours just try to survive? You don't have time for high minded ideas now do ya? Taking the time to research every last claim by somebody living in a gilded cage, eating off a silver spoon he doesn't know what your life is like. So let's say somebody who looks kinda like you tells you how it ain your fault, how if you just leave these folks over here (who by virtue of their past successes obviously know what their doing) alone that their success will lead to your success. And that as they are more successful you will see things improve for you, why they'll get so good on your side, if you put these folks in charge, that there'll be "a chicken in every pot".
Now you don't know who lipper is, or S&P but you know who chicken is. Hell look how many chicken proprietors are out there:Tyson, Purdue, The Colonel, Churches, Zaxby's, Popeyes, Mrs. Winners, Chic-Fil-A. Think of how inexpensive a chicken dinner usually is, its good, its quick all kinds of great memories for MOST people. Hell thinking about it can you name a bunch of "beef" companies? I mean you could name me a "burger joint" but even burger joints sell chicken. How about an actual brand of beef, you've got your super market meat department, might even be able to tell me who makes ya turkey sausage or your hot dogs. Ya steaks and pork chops though uh uh, not too many people in that game.
So you pick a cheap yet delicious item, an item that most people have dealings with on a regular. No nothing extravagant, nothing that's actually gonna put you out a few dimes, not Filet Mignon in every oven. Or a pan full(remember its only one chicken singular, might be able to feed a family of 4 2 days on 1 chicken) of Minions, NY strip, Prime Rib nah not that stuff that costs money. How about a pot full of lobsters? Yeah let's all be ballin, let's all be eating good give me that King Crab, that Caviar(beluga baby), Dom Peri in the glass, Private stock in the cup pimpin.
Nah, that's too much can't pull that off without people getting suspicious huh? KISS keep it simple stupid, a message people can understand and comprehend. Things that seem tried and true nothin fancy, elaborate or invasive. While not every chicken pusher sells it to you cheap, ain nothing like some tender, juicy chicken now is it.
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Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Little orphan Primal
Have I ever mentioned how much I HATE WAITING. I would rather be bored than waitin, or even rushed. But BORED and WAITING, man kill me.
Wth right? Where did this come from why am I all suicidal because I'm stuck waiting. Because instead of riding shotgun today I was riding 3rd seat, the company is 2 vehicles down and basically I'm odd man out. Which usually is okay unless somebody gets a case of the "dropsies" and by dropsies I mean leave me at a site where I can't do a damn thing. I mean yeah yeah this customer USUALLY complains that his system ain workin and there are no errors, glitches, or issues. And basically we walk in, nothing is wrong we walk out in like 15 minutes.
So why oh why did I get dropped off, yes it took me like 30 minutes to diagnose, which is fine. It also allowed me to use my conflict resolution skills to go ahead and diffuse a situation, granted it cost me 6 bucks but what can ya do right. I was thinking of recounting some old stories about my old "misnamed" dog Buddy.
Buddy was a cocker spaniel, little larger than your average cocker and after we had our "come to jesus" moment, to the fam he lived up to his name. But the squirrels and neighborhood kids called him "aaaaaaaargh quit playin get ya dog man". I have a picture of him somewhere, its a red eye picture which suites him just fine.
I might recount stories of old budrick(no not his real name, nor was dumb dog stupid puppy but sometimes I called him both), Minnie(mutley, useless, go away, mom can I please step on her, grrr get out the kitchen Sr.), and Brute(bobute, I hate you, don't eat people, moose dog). Buddy is gone, been gone for a long time 10 years now, minnie is just under 11, brute is like 3. Buddy is the only one I call my dog though.
Anyway another morning edition put to bed, hope everybody gets over the hump
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Wth right? Where did this come from why am I all suicidal because I'm stuck waiting. Because instead of riding shotgun today I was riding 3rd seat, the company is 2 vehicles down and basically I'm odd man out. Which usually is okay unless somebody gets a case of the "dropsies" and by dropsies I mean leave me at a site where I can't do a damn thing. I mean yeah yeah this customer USUALLY complains that his system ain workin and there are no errors, glitches, or issues. And basically we walk in, nothing is wrong we walk out in like 15 minutes.
So why oh why did I get dropped off, yes it took me like 30 minutes to diagnose, which is fine. It also allowed me to use my conflict resolution skills to go ahead and diffuse a situation, granted it cost me 6 bucks but what can ya do right. I was thinking of recounting some old stories about my old "misnamed" dog Buddy.
Buddy was a cocker spaniel, little larger than your average cocker and after we had our "come to jesus" moment, to the fam he lived up to his name. But the squirrels and neighborhood kids called him "aaaaaaaargh quit playin get ya dog man". I have a picture of him somewhere, its a red eye picture which suites him just fine.
I might recount stories of old budrick(no not his real name, nor was dumb dog stupid puppy but sometimes I called him both), Minnie(mutley, useless, go away, mom can I please step on her, grrr get out the kitchen Sr.), and Brute(bobute, I hate you, don't eat people, moose dog). Buddy is gone, been gone for a long time 10 years now, minnie is just under 11, brute is like 3. Buddy is the only one I call my dog though.
Anyway another morning edition put to bed, hope everybody gets over the hump
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Monday, November 1, 2010
It's monday
Everybodies favorite day of the week. I had a messed up weekend but hey bad times happen to everyone. I haven't touched a controller in like 2 or 3 weeks so I'm rusty as hell. And no blogging was not the cause of it, a broken TV, and two siblings with no consideration for anybody elses schedule are. I mean I could have played last night but I just wasn't in the mood.
Like I said I've had better weekends it just seemed like this weekend me and money were like oil and water. Just couldn't come together, now while part of me wants to bemoan and lament my ill fortune it will do nothing to improve it. It was an expensive lesson learned and I really ain too keen to repeat it, but life happens you deal, you grow, and you prepare. Anything more and you're just giving yourself false confidence.
Seems to be a fair amount of bad luck going around so I don't feel especially targeted I just feel like Hannibal King in blade trinity, when the rottweilers walk around the corner. Yeah, that line, all day, just sit there and enjoy that feeling for a second. By the way, there's no window, no ledge, no bar you can jump and hold on to to avoid the gaping jaws. Nope just you and 3 hounds from hell. You're unarmed, you've just had your head kicked in for about 4 hours, and this already wasn't you day. Your choices are simple are you gonna give them the balls or the cheeks cause they're coming.
Went to a few of my favorite movie news websits this weekend saw some scans for Captain America, news about transformers 3(they've been awfully quiet about Thor lately), read a few comic reviews and basically vegged. Site one is Think Hero twitter and site two is Geektyrants twitter. Now as I'm mobblogging this I have some editing to do it seems that E-mailing in a blog blogger/blogspot doesn't like my html editing(and it didn't suck my tags were right for once I think) so any and all tages have to be added on my PC. As of course the brunt of the work was done on my crackberry I'm leaving the tag along the bottom that says as much.
So glad I decided to think ahead and leave them as drafts. Drafting these bad boys allows me to add tags, clean up HTML, add videos or pictures. I've also been adding new widgets and toys to my blog to add functionality, hopefully make it more user friendly and possibly drive traffic. Meh drive traffic, I don't know if I really want to do that. I'm a free spirit for the most part somedays in my head I still like to relive my old underoo days super heroes fantasies, just as a break from the monotony of my erratic life.
By the way yes that last bit will stay in there, I kinda like this picture of myself I have painted here. Its probably the fullest picture I have ever allowed myself to paint minus the profanity. I'm like a road map many different ways to get many different places. I can be funny, akward, moody, demanding, opinionated, passionate, flirtatious, fragile, unbending and compromising. I'm me no other way to put it, anyway lets bed this bad boy before I really get my ramble on you want some good sci-fi and movie sites the two groups up top are among the best. You want supreme randomosity well you're already here.
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Like I said I've had better weekends it just seemed like this weekend me and money were like oil and water. Just couldn't come together, now while part of me wants to bemoan and lament my ill fortune it will do nothing to improve it. It was an expensive lesson learned and I really ain too keen to repeat it, but life happens you deal, you grow, and you prepare. Anything more and you're just giving yourself false confidence.
Seems to be a fair amount of bad luck going around so I don't feel especially targeted I just feel like Hannibal King in blade trinity, when the rottweilers walk around the corner. Yeah, that line, all day, just sit there and enjoy that feeling for a second. By the way, there's no window, no ledge, no bar you can jump and hold on to to avoid the gaping jaws. Nope just you and 3 hounds from hell. You're unarmed, you've just had your head kicked in for about 4 hours, and this already wasn't you day. Your choices are simple are you gonna give them the balls or the cheeks cause they're coming.
Went to a few of my favorite movie news websits this weekend saw some scans for Captain America, news about transformers 3(they've been awfully quiet about Thor lately), read a few comic reviews and basically vegged. Site one is Think Hero twitter and site two is Geektyrants twitter. Now as I'm mobblogging this I have some editing to do it seems that E-mailing in a blog blogger/blogspot doesn't like my html editing(and it didn't suck my tags were right for once I think) so any and all tages have to be added on my PC. As of course the brunt of the work was done on my crackberry I'm leaving the tag along the bottom that says as much.
So glad I decided to think ahead and leave them as drafts. Drafting these bad boys allows me to add tags, clean up HTML, add videos or pictures. I've also been adding new widgets and toys to my blog to add functionality, hopefully make it more user friendly and possibly drive traffic. Meh drive traffic, I don't know if I really want to do that. I'm a free spirit for the most part somedays in my head I still like to relive my old underoo days super heroes fantasies, just as a break from the monotony of my erratic life.
By the way yes that last bit will stay in there, I kinda like this picture of myself I have painted here. Its probably the fullest picture I have ever allowed myself to paint minus the profanity. I'm like a road map many different ways to get many different places. I can be funny, akward, moody, demanding, opinionated, passionate, flirtatious, fragile, unbending and compromising. I'm me no other way to put it, anyway lets bed this bad boy before I really get my ramble on you want some good sci-fi and movie sites the two groups up top are among the best. You want supreme randomosity well you're already here.
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Monday, October 25, 2010
Afternoon malaise
I'm running a scan on 1 pc(which is gonna take all day, literally) and another I am doing some trial and error on to see exactly how deeps it's problems are and what I may have to recommend is the routes to fix them. welcome to all who have tripped through today as always you're welcome to leave comments, subscribe, and even contact me per le contact page(I'm too lazy to look up the actual french so yes I am doing a bad Pepe le pew right there). I hope all are having a good day. If you have any questions about some of the various crap I may be doing at the time(trust me I am captain road dog if it's interesting I'll probably head there with you, which means I have a ton of stories just never know which ones to type out at the time), I do a lot better with responding to folks then I do just rambling on, because if you have read a post or two once this stone gets rolling Look out below cause I'm heading to the ocean floor. Now of course I have mentioned on OTHER peoples blogs(yes if I read your blog and I think the topic is interesting I will respond to your blog, see my blog roll, can you smell it's eccentricity yup pure me right there I am a varied person) that the whole "Blog month Challenge" thingy isn't my bag it's just not.
I mean part of it is my random nature, probably part of the reason I love Deadpool and Spiderman so much is because like me their are so random, will talk a mile a minute(we do happen to get things done) but it's not really scripted or along a timeline. So to tell me YOU HAVE TO BLOG EVERYDAY, like thou art the voice of god man I would type some crap out and just not post it BECAUSE you wanted me to daily. Yes it's a little juvenile but part(s) of me do have a rather youthful nature. I never gave that up it's part of what makes me a great friend I have the Optimism of one 20 years my junior.
By the way I ORDERED Deadpool Corps Prelude and trade 1, grr it's hard cover and I prefer soft but meh I'll get to read the "Merc with the mouth's" advetures with his multiversal incarnations. It's been a while since I bought a comic because my tail is always busy. So PART of my weekend plans were done, gotta finish those blogs still but I did do a few blogs so see content production is humming along.
I think I will look at see if RED came out recently, the movie with the old CIA agents with targets on their heads, I love pretty much all the actors in the cast so I will sit through it. Plus it's based on a comic, I know I didn't go see predators or Expendables but that wasn't my fault that was schedule related. I am planning to pic up predators on DVD though A-team, The losers and probably Legion too. Like I said BUSY, but in a few weeks BLACK OPS hits shelves and I have my preorder and some of you little newbs are going down, can we say "Shots to the Face" yes boys and girls yes we can. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA yes that was me doing an #EVL laugh and yes I am going to be my evil self in a FPS, you do not play FPS' for the story my friends no it's to hear grown men and little children complain about your newbishness for lighting their HEINES on fire(and I don't mean the imported beer in the green bottle either) "I love the smell of C4 in the morning!"(and the afternoon, and evening, and midnight and dawn *holds back evil laugh*mu *cough cough* almost escaped).
Okay back to work this was just a quickie to update what I was doing because I hadn't posted yet today, maybe I should dash off and get me some subway or something too(what I might still goof off and, are you reading this blog right now instead of doing YOUR job, right thought so, so as you were)
I mean part of it is my random nature, probably part of the reason I love Deadpool and Spiderman so much is because like me their are so random, will talk a mile a minute(we do happen to get things done) but it's not really scripted or along a timeline. So to tell me YOU HAVE TO BLOG EVERYDAY, like thou art the voice of god man I would type some crap out and just not post it BECAUSE you wanted me to daily. Yes it's a little juvenile but part(s) of me do have a rather youthful nature. I never gave that up it's part of what makes me a great friend I have the Optimism of one 20 years my junior.
By the way I ORDERED Deadpool Corps Prelude and trade 1, grr it's hard cover and I prefer soft but meh I'll get to read the "Merc with the mouth's" advetures with his multiversal incarnations. It's been a while since I bought a comic because my tail is always busy. So PART of my weekend plans were done, gotta finish those blogs still but I did do a few blogs so see content production is humming along.
I think I will look at see if RED came out recently, the movie with the old CIA agents with targets on their heads, I love pretty much all the actors in the cast so I will sit through it. Plus it's based on a comic, I know I didn't go see predators or Expendables but that wasn't my fault that was schedule related. I am planning to pic up predators on DVD though A-team, The losers and probably Legion too. Like I said BUSY, but in a few weeks BLACK OPS hits shelves and I have my preorder and some of you little newbs are going down, can we say "Shots to the Face" yes boys and girls yes we can. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA yes that was me doing an #EVL laugh and yes I am going to be my evil self in a FPS, you do not play FPS' for the story my friends no it's to hear grown men and little children complain about your newbishness for lighting their HEINES on fire(and I don't mean the imported beer in the green bottle either) "I love the smell of C4 in the morning!"(and the afternoon, and evening, and midnight and dawn *holds back evil laugh*mu *cough cough* almost escaped).
Okay back to work this was just a quickie to update what I was doing because I hadn't posted yet today, maybe I should dash off and get me some subway or something too(what I might still goof off and, are you reading this blog right now instead of doing YOUR job, right thought so, so as you were)
Friday, October 15, 2010
What is it about me lately
Every time and I do mean EVERY time for the last year and a half that I have said okay I am going to start blogging more, make an actual blog saying I am gonna blog more. Make a plan to blog more hell actually go out and do things to blog about. Do I get home, play a few browser games(look at my blogger dashboard), maybe go plop in front of the TV or Gaming system(come back look at my blogger dashboard), bring up a browser window to view porn(and while it is queing up look at my blogger dashboard), even just sit in my chair and veg(like I was doing for a good portion of the night with my sore throat) do I not just click the new post button and type SOMETHING. What did I do today, I went to east Bumble MS, got told a tall tale, or a short tale, a whopper or a minnow about what went wrong.
Or I stretched Line A to point C, around the bend and back again twisted on an end or two and viola bubkiss (is it bub kiss or bup kiss I always forget) nothing happens I always love that occurrence. And who knows who walks through the door. So I always have material, even as of late I have a sore throat, a monster sore throat really it ate my normal sore throat for breakfast with it's scratchy toes, and I lean back cough up a little phlegm(even the spelling of the word is nasty looking) and sit up quickly nope not hitting that new post button. (okay I did it this time doesn't mean I'm gonna hit the publish post button), I mean I have been to the A and back since my last blog entry(which was in august), now yes no laptop means I am less likely to be able to type up random thoughts as I traipse through various bergs either in the passenger seat or just kicking back doing a long distance reload. I realize now that it caused me to be more prolific because I could pound away in bed(yup I had to let that innuendo laced reference go), sit at the console, just be anywhere not stuck in my cave of solace but no privacy and still be connected to the World Wide.
I mean I tweet more, mostly flirtation a few political comments the odd sarcastic whimsey here and there(really spell check Whimsical is in your list but whimsey is not FOR SHAME) mainly because it is easier to access twitter ala my smart phone then it is to blog, at the moment. I'm sure if I was HIGHLY motivated to do it I could bang out a rather short utterance here and there. But what about ANY post I have ever done here or on any other blog every Screamed SHORT UTTERANCE to you. Hmm I wonder if I'm compensating for a limited vocabulary or a lack of speaking outlets. Anyway okay YAY I did it chalk one up for the man with the randomosity plan. I might be back, might not be back(stolen from an LL cool jay song of course I'll be back nobody else blogs on this page but ME) so til then just like the old jingle "Our name is our address) Primal signing off
Or I stretched Line A to point C, around the bend and back again twisted on an end or two and viola bubkiss (is it bub kiss or bup kiss I always forget) nothing happens I always love that occurrence. And who knows who walks through the door. So I always have material, even as of late I have a sore throat, a monster sore throat really it ate my normal sore throat for breakfast with it's scratchy toes, and I lean back cough up a little phlegm(even the spelling of the word is nasty looking) and sit up quickly nope not hitting that new post button. (okay I did it this time doesn't mean I'm gonna hit the publish post button), I mean I have been to the A and back since my last blog entry(which was in august), now yes no laptop means I am less likely to be able to type up random thoughts as I traipse through various bergs either in the passenger seat or just kicking back doing a long distance reload. I realize now that it caused me to be more prolific because I could pound away in bed(yup I had to let that innuendo laced reference go), sit at the console, just be anywhere not stuck in my cave of solace but no privacy and still be connected to the World Wide.
I mean I tweet more, mostly flirtation a few political comments the odd sarcastic whimsey here and there(really spell check Whimsical is in your list but whimsey is not FOR SHAME) mainly because it is easier to access twitter ala my smart phone then it is to blog, at the moment. I'm sure if I was HIGHLY motivated to do it I could bang out a rather short utterance here and there. But what about ANY post I have ever done here or on any other blog every Screamed SHORT UTTERANCE to you. Hmm I wonder if I'm compensating for a limited vocabulary or a lack of speaking outlets. Anyway okay YAY I did it chalk one up for the man with the randomosity plan. I might be back, might not be back(stolen from an LL cool jay song of course I'll be back nobody else blogs on this page but ME) so til then just like the old jingle "Our name is our address) Primal signing off
Friday, November 13, 2009
Definition: A lazy so and so
I'm gonna try to do this rant sans cursing will see how far I get before I have to cut and paste it into notepad and transfer it to multiply. I had a bad day yesterday, on my way to the bank I got into an accident I rear ended somebody, to make matters worse there was already backed up traffic on the highway so we really couldn't pull over I think we went like 3 miles before we were able to get to the shoulder talked to the state trooper, I got my ticket(I did rear end dude, it may have been a situational thing but I was the hitter not the hittee). Very little damage to his vehicle(I left a little paint), right front headlight bracket busted on the vehicle I was driving.
So like I said bad day, well today is a new day I had to go pick up a package from UPS and I noticed the house was out of trash bags, so I figured hey lets be a responsible adult there is a walmart right down the street from UPS I'll pick some up on my way back. Okay I get the package I mean was easy, The "it's a beautiful morning" song was starting to cue up in my head cause it looked like today was gonna be alright. So I stop at wally world find the trash bags, simple, get up to the self scan register no line, at a walmart no line, dude I should have known something was up but I swear that song was just playing away. Scan my item, click pay now slide in the one, kicked it back? Hmm okay let me try it again, kicked it back again okay let me try the 5 maybe it's full it full takes the five. Da hell? What did somebody slide me some counterfeit ones.
So like I said bad day, well today is a new day I had to go pick up a package from UPS and I noticed the house was out of trash bags, so I figured hey lets be a responsible adult there is a walmart right down the street from UPS I'll pick some up on my way back. Okay I get the package I mean was easy, The "it's a beautiful morning" song was starting to cue up in my head cause it looked like today was gonna be alright. So I stop at wally world find the trash bags, simple, get up to the self scan register no line, at a walmart no line, dude I should have known something was up but I swear that song was just playing away. Scan my item, click pay now slide in the one, kicked it back? Hmm okay let me try it again, kicked it back again okay let me try the 5 maybe it's full it full takes the five. Da hell? What did somebody slide me some counterfeit ones.
Side note, I have often said if one wanted to be an intelligent counterfeiter
That they would make fake 1's and 5's because by the time the feds figured
out that somebody how counterfeited them, that first bill would go from
Poughkipsie to Compton, because folks trade ones and fives back and forth
so often until someone actually thought to pen one of the bills it would have been
used as change 10 times over from store to gas station, to convenience store, restaurant
man think of how often you hand someone money and get a 5 and bunch of ones back
and then how quick you start passing those singles back out, how quick you hand somebody
5 for gas, or for a meal? I'd give the bill a week to make it to LA. And to make matters worse by the time you caught up will all the bills hopefully the intelligent person who did it would LEAVE THE DAMN COUNTRY. Look you gonna pull a job get non extradition money. Whats that enough money
to move to a country with no extradition treaty and live damn good. I'm talking live and not have to work
just lounge around laid back with a umbrellaed drink talking about some
"Lookin good Billy Ray" "Feeling good louis".
Okay back to the story now, so when I finally get it paid for(the girl behind the control desk for the you scan had to do it) the cashier explains to me yeah none of these machines take ones. I asked her why she said the repair guy had come in to work on it and said, and I quote "as long as it takes 5's,10's and 20's I don't care". For real your job is to fix things, you have an obvious problem. Your machine is not takin a denomination of money, so your basically gonna gum up the works because you hope everybody has large bills. I asked why they ain put a sign on the registers she said we ain allowed to put signs on them. I asked if they could put a "our service consultant is on crack thats why your self scan register will not take 1's" sign she laughed and I walked out the door. Fa real doh(yes I said it like that), how is your job gonna be to fix something and just because either it will take to long, or you just lazy you ain gonna do it. Aren't you paid to do it, Walmart gets a lot of customers I'm pretty sure these folks like the you scan feature because that way you ain gotta wait for a person to hand you out change and once you feed the machine all of the money OR swipe your card your golden.
But oh no, captain spanky feels that if you ain got plastic or you ain ballin with big bills in your pocket you don't need to be shopping at walmart. Man if Sam was alive he'd probably kick him in the tailbone and fire him on the spot(yes that was a close one was trying to figure out how to get that out with saying it). And I know walmart is paying good money for that sub par repairman right there because stuff like that is always a call out, and you know when you call for folks they are gonna bill you. Lazy, I need his job I would have just fixed them all and called it a day. I don't care how long it takes my job is to keep things running smoothly I'm gonna do my job.
Okay rant over, lazy so and so see what I mean
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