It seems me and someone else had the same thoughts in mind when it came to naming a website. The difference her name is Primal ponderings and mine of course has the 's after the primal. Now I know I got all bent out of shape with the gamer who has my nom de plume but this is a mother, who seems to be chronicling her excercise/weight loss goals. I'm territorial not heartless, granted it may cause me to go ahead and pay blogger $10 so that I can lock the url down for my site name.
Now I know I know, I'm a black guy, she appears to be a white female somehow someway this is gonna all come down to some black guy lusting after white female flesh. Yeah sorry I just thought as she is doing something not really close to what I am doing(granted I am doing a little bit of everything here so yes there are probably a few places where we overlap), and is in no way shape or form bashing me, my site, or you know the way I am running my site, why not be nice. I mean I could use the Karmic grace for what I'm gonna do the second I FINALLY get to go to best buy and get black ops. I'm telling you this is punishment for what I don't know but this is like the 2nd day in a row since it came out that I have been working past best buy closing hours.
Now some may be saying "but primal all you did was put down 5 bucks" yes I put down 5 bucks but that 5 bucks was worth 500 best buy points and thus a nice little certificate in the mail that I can use off future gaming. I should have found a way to put it all down so all I had to do was just find a way to sneak over there and pick it up, but now I tried to do it the damn quick way. It's a lot easier to convince someone to allow to you go gallivanting off when all you have to do is walk in and walk out then when they have to wait for you to stand in a line. Or at least I know I'm that way and know a few other folks who are that way. So thus at the moment I am at patience is a virtue stage and of course I'm not getting to drive that fun little RV car of death. I'm serious don't let me get that kill streak I will find you and blow you to smithereens, kingdom come, atoms and protons. I love seeing things go boom, thats why I store up some of my carpet bombing kill streaks and send them all after you at once, yes because I'm EVIL, how many times I got to say it.
But yeah lady with your little daughter in the picture blogging about your exercise program I am not gonna be a douche about the blog name, now if you are also a gamer all bets are off during black ops play. By the way all means all means all, we do not tea bag anymore (boo hiss) but I can chase you down with rolling RV death. Besides if somebody wants to start something ahem look at my first blog and her first blog yup no contests I got a WHOLE year and almost 100 blogs here on the PONDERINGS of the 's clan so who's been pondering and who's been puttering? I mean it is an AWESOME name (shameless self plug I rarely do them so let me have my moment K :p) so why be so stingy with it.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
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I have no clue how this is gonna look or work out so basically this is a guinea pig blog. Of what oh yeah that's my lunch. No NORMALLY I wouldn't cook my burgers and fries in the same pan(especially as I'm trying to eat less greasy fries) but this is me being a bit lazy. So burgers and fries in the same pan, just for me(none for you :p). I know I should have taken a better picture(damn my jersey snuck out I almost typed pixture) but again guinea pig, one shot.
I mean if it sucks royally I'll just have to figure out some other way to do it, but I'm hoping it works or at least works as a decent template to start from, meet a brother half way and we golden.
Hmm really didn't have much else to say plus well gotta go eat said food soon so
Lata
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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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Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Gong! The unknown comedian got me
Maaaaayne 10 minutes ago I had the worlds biggest smirk on my face I was cruisin. My errand was run, we was in the car, my bladder was empty, and life was good I forgot I had a service call out in East Bumble.
Damn, I swear just when my day seemed to be getting brighter. Sokay I'm still ridin shotty so basically I'm here, I'm riding, I'm tweetin, textin, and blogging. I'm gonna make this day into somethin if it kills me. I have a few blogs floating through my head now due to todays craziness so I may be a blogging fool again. I may even revisit some more anecdotes from the past, I guess I can be said to be somewhat stingy with my details.
It ain nothing personal, but if you don't ask how do I know what you wanna know? I'm a mind full of stories, fantasies, experiences, fears, failures and successes. As my father said to me last night "nothing that happens today hasn't happened to someone else in the past, it just feels more intense because its us and we haven't figured out how to deal with it yet". I feel that, sometimes you can't see the light yet and don't realize its just because your eyes are closed while stumbling along in the dark.
No matter what until it doesn't, the sun will rise tomorrow. You may not see that sunrise, but if you do remember its there. There is another day to move closer to your goal, become better at your craft, live a dream or fix a previous mistake. Life ain nothing like it, and its the sum of the experiences not just what happened today or yesterday.
Heavily weight your positive experiences and learn from your negative ones. And make sure to learn the right lessons, because negativity will try and poison the lesson. It will wrap you up in more pain and deception, trying to choke the life out of you and your dreams but you can choose to not let it.
Everyday is a challenge and if you pass I the next challenge has even better rewards. (Hug) there's a hug if ya need a moment, because we ALL need a moment sometimes, but don't get bogged down look how far you have come. Keep at it, you're alnost there, if you can breathe you can get there. Sometimes it ain about finishing first but finish the best way YOU can.
Holla at ya boy, I'll be out here somewhere
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Damn, I swear just when my day seemed to be getting brighter. Sokay I'm still ridin shotty so basically I'm here, I'm riding, I'm tweetin, textin, and blogging. I'm gonna make this day into somethin if it kills me. I have a few blogs floating through my head now due to todays craziness so I may be a blogging fool again. I may even revisit some more anecdotes from the past, I guess I can be said to be somewhat stingy with my details.
It ain nothing personal, but if you don't ask how do I know what you wanna know? I'm a mind full of stories, fantasies, experiences, fears, failures and successes. As my father said to me last night "nothing that happens today hasn't happened to someone else in the past, it just feels more intense because its us and we haven't figured out how to deal with it yet". I feel that, sometimes you can't see the light yet and don't realize its just because your eyes are closed while stumbling along in the dark.
No matter what until it doesn't, the sun will rise tomorrow. You may not see that sunrise, but if you do remember its there. There is another day to move closer to your goal, become better at your craft, live a dream or fix a previous mistake. Life ain nothing like it, and its the sum of the experiences not just what happened today or yesterday.
Heavily weight your positive experiences and learn from your negative ones. And make sure to learn the right lessons, because negativity will try and poison the lesson. It will wrap you up in more pain and deception, trying to choke the life out of you and your dreams but you can choose to not let it.
Everyday is a challenge and if you pass I the next challenge has even better rewards. (Hug) there's a hug if ya need a moment, because we ALL need a moment sometimes, but don't get bogged down look how far you have come. Keep at it, you're alnost there, if you can breathe you can get there. Sometimes it ain about finishing first but finish the best way YOU can.
Holla at ya boy, I'll be out here somewhere
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Back after a few technical difficulties
This morning has been a comedy of errors, it's just turning into one of those days. Hopefully I can pull off getting to Best Buy later, Newbs need to be shot. Especially blood shot bleary eyed newbs who stayed up all night waiting to pick up a copy of a game they could have A pre ordered and B waited til later on today to crack open.
I mean yeah I want my scalps too, I want to be involved in all the C4 exploding, bullet firing goodness. But in my wise old age I know past probably a short learning curve it's an update of an older game, a new installment not the first coming of a brand new epic. The HUD probably hasn't changed much, nor the reticle, a few of the weapons have probably changed and the accessories but again short learning curve.
So it ain gametime for me yet, I still got work today(though work is taking forever to really get started) it's like we've been knocked out of our normal orbit and it's kinda wierding us all out. Not really a huge amount to say mainly because I gotta hit the "office" just want to do my usual morning update, hello and how ya doin.
To all my international visitors *Wave*, hey nice to meet ya hope you enjoy the ramblings of this crazy American. To all my fellow americans, HOW BOUT THEM COWBOYS
Sorry I couldn't help it I haven't called a single cowboy fan friend or relative to gloat but I have been holding it in so long. Yes Wade Phillips is gone from the cowboys and I may blog more in depth about that later but for now this was just a quick release of pent up gloating. I don't gloat often(unless we spanked them in a game then yes I will gloat, it's sports that is a valid and time honored part of fandom: the trash talk), but in this case hey it is slightly warranted, you know with the whole "COWBOYS super bowl champs the rest of yall can just pack it in" talk we have to endure at the start of EVERY season.
I mean yeah I want my scalps too, I want to be involved in all the C4 exploding, bullet firing goodness. But in my wise old age I know past probably a short learning curve it's an update of an older game, a new installment not the first coming of a brand new epic. The HUD probably hasn't changed much, nor the reticle, a few of the weapons have probably changed and the accessories but again short learning curve.
So it ain gametime for me yet, I still got work today(though work is taking forever to really get started) it's like we've been knocked out of our normal orbit and it's kinda wierding us all out. Not really a huge amount to say mainly because I gotta hit the "office" just want to do my usual morning update, hello and how ya doin.
To all my international visitors *Wave*, hey nice to meet ya hope you enjoy the ramblings of this crazy American. To all my fellow americans, HOW BOUT THEM COWBOYS
Sorry I couldn't help it I haven't called a single cowboy fan friend or relative to gloat but I have been holding it in so long. Yes Wade Phillips is gone from the cowboys and I may blog more in depth about that later but for now this was just a quick release of pent up gloating. I don't gloat often(unless we spanked them in a game then yes I will gloat, it's sports that is a valid and time honored part of fandom: the trash talk), but in this case hey it is slightly warranted, you know with the whole "COWBOYS super bowl champs the rest of yall can just pack it in" talk we have to endure at the start of EVERY season.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Hi ho, hi ho its off to Marianna I go
I'm gonna cut Marianna a break I always talk trash heading out there cause of the lack of cell phone signal with my digital toy addicted tail, but its a nice quiet little town. Off to run a quick little errand, (boss update break before I forget)
Grrr that was a waste of time I feel him wanting to get the stuff we can get done done today but the customer changed the plan and was like hold off. Oh well another one of those "his plans versus the customers schedule" things. Its always fun but back to Marianna:
As a kid I used to traipse my behind from jersey to AR every summer to spend a few weeks up to a month with my "country cousins". I mean I don't know why I quoted that they are from the country I'm talking farms near by(and by near by I mean down the street or next door), open fields, dirt roads, creeks, bunch of ranch houses, and big lawns. And to a young kid used to seeing concrete and grass only around construction sites it was fun. I won't lie I used to run around pretending I was Tom Sawyer(aaah white washing my aunts old barn hmm I guess I could spin that anecdote):
I remember it was probably like 83-84 the family reunion all us bad behind cousins together. Me(bad grammar be damned I'm telling the story), Vic, Eric, Mark, Herb, Nay nay, Wally, my little sister and a few other little rug rats who's names slip my mind. As was the custom we were all hanging together at one of the aunts houses as we enjoyed some time together. Well it so happens SOMEBODY left a few cans of white paint around, and paint brushes.
Bunch of kids
Paint and paint brushes
A dilapidated building and a warm summers day.
So you know what that means yup "Hey why don't we paint the barn". Now no, we weren't asked, no most of us weren't old enough to be trusted to paint more of the barn that we would ourselves and no it wasn't going to end well.
So?
So we stirred the paint up, found ourselves some stuff to split the paint into and got our resourceful(yeah yeah bad) butts to work. Now half way through our little white washing escapade it was tease the city cousin time. I think it was Vic "Hey Tommy Jr. Tommy Jr.(Yeah yeah I'm a jr. Keep up) you always bragging how you been climbing up there in jersey, you know yall ain got now trees in jersey". Now at the tender age of around 9 or 10 there was not much my little short scrawny tail could do BUT climbing was one of them. "Uh huh" I said(gotta love that young vocabulary) "I could probably climb up to the top of this barn. I could paint the roof"
Now why I say that? Two young kids in a dare contest(basically that boast was throwing down the guantlet I mean how he gone let me make that claim?) and my little 4 foot on my damn tippy toes, MAYBE 40 pounds soakin wet den claimed I could climb all the way up to the top of this here building. So you know him and everybody else got on me to do it. I mean I don't know if we got to the double or triple dog dare but I was dared.
Thing is:skinny, chocolate, bored with a decent wing span for my age and short? You damn right I climbed up the building like a damn chipmunk. Was a few times where I had to crawl out of my way to find a decent beam but I made it to the top. WITH my brush, big old gap tooth smile too as I started painting that ceiling acting like Billy Bad cause for that second I was the man. Whew aaaaaand in about that next breath it all came crashing down. Because who should come into the barn (WITH a SWITCH) but Vic's mom Aunt Francis. Now I know the stop snitching policy wasn't in effect yet but as the switch was flying tappin young thighs and back sides a tear filled eye looked right at me. Yes me safe above the fray because who would think anybodies little bad tail would climb to the top of the barn(hands anybody, anybody, Buehler, Buehler).
Now the dilemna: I could hear the wails and tears of my cousins being punished for painting the barn. I was stuck in the ceiling, with paint on my hands which of course I needed to wash off. And well I didn't want a whoopin, who does come on now let's not even lie. So here we go I wait a few minutes, heart pounding because of course I know Aunt Francis will come back any minute to discover me climbing down. Nope didn't happen, I look around no Aunt Francis I get to the bathroom no Aunt Francis she had this bathroom with that long pipe faucent and basin where we could all wash our hands.
So I sneak in next to Vick(what), I crank up the crocodile tears(don't look at me like that I was trying to protect my poor tender buns okay), and commence to washing my hands. I swear the look in Vicks eyes was bloody murder, Herb and Eric were kinda laughing like hey I took the dare and almost got away with it.
Wait you say right? Almost?
Climbed down: Check
Made it in the bathroom:check
No Aunt in sight: Cheee whoops spoke too soon
In the midst of my Oscar winning ""you whooped me already" performance in comes Vic's mom for one last pass so we know how bad we were. And yes hands full of paint I may not have got as many licks overall as everyone else but I got some. Call it karma, to make matters worse Vick starts laughing now. I mean it wasn't funny to me anymore the ultimate Tom Sawyer experience was just ruined, I would have gone down in city cousin history.
I climbed to the heights
Put some paint on the ceiling
AND got away with it homey you can't beat that with a bat. Its still a fun story though we always get a laugh out of it thinking back. I wonder if I have any old group pictures of us especially from around that time. If I can find one I'll go ahead and post it at the middle of this blog. Yeah fond memories I couldn't tell you where I got my tail whipped at, I used to use car travel time as either sleep or comic book reading time(even if it was too dark and I was straining my eyes yeah yeah mom I know I know).
Aiight I've come, run my errand and we are on our way out. Fields are still here, they've knocked some of the trees down, probably a few less open lots, and few more businesses but I still have the memories. The fun of youth and the misadventures that you come to love. From the suburban kid who was pretty solitary and wasn't able to go too far to hanging with my cousins and running free.
And yes by the muddy Mississippi I did have me some nice little adventures(okay not RIGHT by the Mississippi, but hey does that matter to a kid nope I was living a story book adventure.
Aiight putting this one to bed.(haven't dug up the pic yet so that will come at a later edit
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Grrr that was a waste of time I feel him wanting to get the stuff we can get done done today but the customer changed the plan and was like hold off. Oh well another one of those "his plans versus the customers schedule" things. Its always fun but back to Marianna:
As a kid I used to traipse my behind from jersey to AR every summer to spend a few weeks up to a month with my "country cousins". I mean I don't know why I quoted that they are from the country I'm talking farms near by(and by near by I mean down the street or next door), open fields, dirt roads, creeks, bunch of ranch houses, and big lawns. And to a young kid used to seeing concrete and grass only around construction sites it was fun. I won't lie I used to run around pretending I was Tom Sawyer(aaah white washing my aunts old barn hmm I guess I could spin that anecdote):
FLASHBACK EFFECT
I remember it was probably like 83-84 the family reunion all us bad behind cousins together. Me(bad grammar be damned I'm telling the story), Vic, Eric, Mark, Herb, Nay nay, Wally, my little sister and a few other little rug rats who's names slip my mind. As was the custom we were all hanging together at one of the aunts houses as we enjoyed some time together. Well it so happens SOMEBODY left a few cans of white paint around, and paint brushes.
Bunch of kids
Paint and paint brushes
A dilapidated building and a warm summers day.
So you know what that means yup "Hey why don't we paint the barn". Now no, we weren't asked, no most of us weren't old enough to be trusted to paint more of the barn that we would ourselves and no it wasn't going to end well.
So?
So we stirred the paint up, found ourselves some stuff to split the paint into and got our resourceful(yeah yeah bad) butts to work. Now half way through our little white washing escapade it was tease the city cousin time. I think it was Vic "Hey Tommy Jr. Tommy Jr.(Yeah yeah I'm a jr. Keep up) you always bragging how you been climbing up there in jersey, you know yall ain got now trees in jersey". Now at the tender age of around 9 or 10 there was not much my little short scrawny tail could do BUT climbing was one of them. "Uh huh" I said(gotta love that young vocabulary) "I could probably climb up to the top of this barn. I could paint the roof"
Now why I say that? Two young kids in a dare contest(basically that boast was throwing down the guantlet I mean how he gone let me make that claim?) and my little 4 foot on my damn tippy toes, MAYBE 40 pounds soakin wet den claimed I could climb all the way up to the top of this here building. So you know him and everybody else got on me to do it. I mean I don't know if we got to the double or triple dog dare but I was dared.
Thing is:skinny, chocolate, bored with a decent wing span for my age and short? You damn right I climbed up the building like a damn chipmunk. Was a few times where I had to crawl out of my way to find a decent beam but I made it to the top. WITH my brush, big old gap tooth smile too as I started painting that ceiling acting like Billy Bad cause for that second I was the man. Whew aaaaaand in about that next breath it all came crashing down. Because who should come into the barn (WITH a SWITCH) but Vic's mom Aunt Francis. Now I know the stop snitching policy wasn't in effect yet but as the switch was flying tappin young thighs and back sides a tear filled eye looked right at me. Yes me safe above the fray because who would think anybodies little bad tail would climb to the top of the barn(hands anybody, anybody, Buehler, Buehler).
Now the dilemna: I could hear the wails and tears of my cousins being punished for painting the barn. I was stuck in the ceiling, with paint on my hands which of course I needed to wash off. And well I didn't want a whoopin, who does come on now let's not even lie. So here we go I wait a few minutes, heart pounding because of course I know Aunt Francis will come back any minute to discover me climbing down. Nope didn't happen, I look around no Aunt Francis I get to the bathroom no Aunt Francis she had this bathroom with that long pipe faucent and basin where we could all wash our hands.
So I sneak in next to Vick(what), I crank up the crocodile tears(don't look at me like that I was trying to protect my poor tender buns okay), and commence to washing my hands. I swear the look in Vicks eyes was bloody murder, Herb and Eric were kinda laughing like hey I took the dare and almost got away with it.
Wait you say right? Almost?
Climbed down: Check
Made it in the bathroom:check
No Aunt in sight: Cheee whoops spoke too soon
In the midst of my Oscar winning ""you whooped me already" performance in comes Vic's mom for one last pass so we know how bad we were. And yes hands full of paint I may not have got as many licks overall as everyone else but I got some. Call it karma, to make matters worse Vick starts laughing now. I mean it wasn't funny to me anymore the ultimate Tom Sawyer experience was just ruined, I would have gone down in city cousin history.
I climbed to the heights
Put some paint on the ceiling
AND got away with it homey you can't beat that with a bat. Its still a fun story though we always get a laugh out of it thinking back. I wonder if I have any old group pictures of us especially from around that time. If I can find one I'll go ahead and post it at the middle of this blog. Yeah fond memories I couldn't tell you where I got my tail whipped at, I used to use car travel time as either sleep or comic book reading time(even if it was too dark and I was straining my eyes yeah yeah mom I know I know).
Aiight I've come, run my errand and we are on our way out. Fields are still here, they've knocked some of the trees down, probably a few less open lots, and few more businesses but I still have the memories. The fun of youth and the misadventures that you come to love. From the suburban kid who was pretty solitary and wasn't able to go too far to hanging with my cousins and running free.
And yes by the muddy Mississippi I did have me some nice little adventures(okay not RIGHT by the Mississippi, but hey does that matter to a kid nope I was living a story book adventure.
Aiight putting this one to bed.(haven't dug up the pic yet so that will come at a later edit
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Hello.... Good Morning
And that's about all of that song that I know. Yes I'm still happy about the win last night Zebras and all we still won. I'm also proud of me for still kicking blogs out at a decent pace who knows how much longer it will last but for now I'm productive.
I'm not saying I've solved world hunger or anything but hey my accounting of the world is just another stitch in the tapestry. So enjoy in 20 years who knows where we'll be. I mean when I was 15 if you told me we'd have GPS, Camera phones, internet capable phones, ipods, pads, hand held portable TV's, dvd and blu-ray players, Interactive gaming wait let's stop my head would have popped back at the ipods(which I don't own I use my blackberry with a 8 gb mini sd card).
Hell 10 years ago DVD's just started popping and cd's were never gonna die. So my soon to be old foggeyish account of how things were before some of yall were born or before you learned how to read or write might help you kind of see the perspective of how fast or slow life hits its mark.
Grrrr I forgot to save the draft and my phone froze that's what the hell I get. Okay let's get my head back on, yeah what did I say:
Call of Duty:Black Ops comes out tomorrow I have my copy pre ordered so I just have to pretty much go down there with the rest of the dough and pick it up. To all my soon to be dead enemies, it ain personal it just black ops baby. I love when its new shooter day, puts a pep in my step and a smile on my face.
I still haven't fixed my Madden issue yet I may just have to flush this years rookie class I'm so mad but hey a $59 mil penalty is a 59 mil penalty. You got any hints on how to fix that Holla at ya boy, cause I would greatly appreciate that. I may do some game reviews in the future again to I've been lax of my reviews lately too.
I'm about to be in dead signal ville so I'll edit this bad boy when I hit the crib. Putting this to bed PrimalData
Til the next episode(old signature I used to use back in the day, yes I can be a little bit hammy so what life is more fun when ya havin fun)
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I'm not saying I've solved world hunger or anything but hey my accounting of the world is just another stitch in the tapestry. So enjoy in 20 years who knows where we'll be. I mean when I was 15 if you told me we'd have GPS, Camera phones, internet capable phones, ipods, pads, hand held portable TV's, dvd and blu-ray players, Interactive gaming wait let's stop my head would have popped back at the ipods(which I don't own I use my blackberry with a 8 gb mini sd card).
Hell 10 years ago DVD's just started popping and cd's were never gonna die. So my soon to be old foggeyish account of how things were before some of yall were born or before you learned how to read or write might help you kind of see the perspective of how fast or slow life hits its mark.
Grrrr I forgot to save the draft and my phone froze that's what the hell I get. Okay let's get my head back on, yeah what did I say:
Call of Duty:Black Ops comes out tomorrow I have my copy pre ordered so I just have to pretty much go down there with the rest of the dough and pick it up. To all my soon to be dead enemies, it ain personal it just black ops baby. I love when its new shooter day, puts a pep in my step and a smile on my face.
I still haven't fixed my Madden issue yet I may just have to flush this years rookie class I'm so mad but hey a $59 mil penalty is a 59 mil penalty. You got any hints on how to fix that Holla at ya boy, cause I would greatly appreciate that. I may do some game reviews in the future again to I've been lax of my reviews lately too.
I'm about to be in dead signal ville so I'll edit this bad boy when I hit the crib. Putting this to bed PrimalData
Til the next episode(old signature I used to use back in the day, yes I can be a little bit hammy so what life is more fun when ya havin fun)
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