Now, that Jerry Irby has got the hotline. Does he still have to pay the 3.98 a minute
Thursday, January 05, 2006
How Can I Say I love The Stellar Unit playing at 3 am on a Sunday
They aren't bad, they aren't great but these guys are Stellar
First you would believe that all those people died from poison Koolaid, but actually was his album. That caused the mass suicide.
First, this is Mister Koolaid and second Where are his patches
When I heard that Barry Goldwater had an album. I had to find it and luckly the people at Bizarre Records found it for me.
Oh Come On. This Has to be a joke.
He is really just trying to be Staying Alive.
Trust Me. What woman wouldn't be suduced by Arthur Fieldler and Disco.
My best friend Michael loves this guy. I still don't know why.
Of course. I always thought he was a great rapper. He ranks up there with other classic rappers, like Sugar Hill and the Gang and Vanilla Ice. But hey I just think Devastatin Dave The Turn Table Slave should be in the Hip Hop Hall of Fame.
WTF !
When There is Trouble. There is Captain Beefheart. Trust me I wouldn't know where the hell to explain this.
Are you religious yet?
At fIrst I thought this was Phil Silvers.but I was blessed by The Amazing Grace of God. it wasn't him.
Many Discoveries. So little time.
I 
Trust me, the song isn't that bad. I actually heard this Album. Its mostly his bit but set in rap form.
Trust me, the song isn't that bad. I actually heard this Album. Its mostly his bit but set in rap form.
Taking this day.
I woke up this morning, and the first thing I noticed was that my hair was dry. Sure it really doesn't matter whether or not my hair was dry but I just noticed it. Things here are pretty laid back. I haven't really done much to keep myself from being bored been busy working. Yea I know it comes as a shock to all of you but I did do some work. I have to figure out what's wrong with me. I have been awake and then back to sleep in odd times. So I took my day of sleeping into a day of work.
I have thought of way to enjoy the day. First off, I am going to work on my book and then i settle on finishing something I had been working for the last two days. I have been feeling less then compelled to finish it but I did it just to feel good.
Well today I finally done. I have been trying to find ways to end something. Today I plan on doing it. Rant Rant Rant.
I have thought of way to enjoy the day. First off, I am going to work on my book and then i settle on finishing something I had been working for the last two days. I have been feeling less then compelled to finish it but I did it just to feel good.
Well today I finally done. I have been trying to find ways to end something. Today I plan on doing it. Rant Rant Rant.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Sure We've all heard of the Hail Mary Pass, but the Our Father Hat trick is new to all of us.
The New Canadiens player straight from the Vatican League. Number 2 John Paul.
Hey mommy, I didn't know they allowed Bears inside the Stadium.
Why is it that we are always surrounded or in behind The Fat Hairy Guy at every game. Now answer me this one. How many times has this fat ass been told put a shirt on? Rule 1 if I were supreme leader of the world Fat and Hairy Guys are Required to wear there shirts at all time, in sporting events. .
Monday, January 02, 2006
Attending the game. Distiguish Alumni from Whatsamatter U Bullwinkle J Moose
Gee Rocky I Must of Pulled The Wrong Ticket Out of my Hat. I could of been in the Front Row
I finally Received my X-mas Story
You know the really sad and pathetic part is that this year I was missing my Christmas story. I have for you know as many years waited to hear a great Christmas story. Well eventhough its 2006 and that Christmas was a week away I needed my Christmas fix. So this adaptation of the Night Before Christmas has really made me in the festive mood.
A Very Rumsfeld Christmas
A Visit From St. Rummy
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through IraqNot a soldier was peaceful, prepared for attack.Their weapons were hung on their shoulders with care,For fear that insurgents soon would be there.Their comrades were nestled restless in beds,While sad dreams of families danced in their heads.The trumpet hailed darkness with a rendition of Taps,And all settled in for their uneasy naps.When out on the runway there arose such a clatter,Soldiers sprung forward, fighter jets scattered.When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,But a spectacled man in full battlegear.With a manner abrasive, and a little faux-chummy,They knew in a moment it must be St. Rummy.With reckless bravado, his entourage came,And he whistled and shouted and called them by name:"Now Wolfie! Now Pearly!Now, Cheney and Condi!On, good old boy Bremer!On, General Tommy!To Baghdad! Fallujah!Don’t tremble or fall!Soon Tehran and Syria!We’ll blast away all!"His jaw firmly set, his eyes tightly squintedIn the lens of his glasses, confidence glinted.A national icon, a media charmer,He knows that real men don’t wear body armor.His rumbling swagger and grumbling tones,Shook all the world to the core of its bones.Nothing about him was frivolous, jollyOr flaky, effeminate or subject to folly.He’d come to give soldiers their holiday presents:Perpetual violence and local resentment;Cutting pay & vets benefits and even more:He’d signed all of them up for an additional tour.Strong peacetime strategy? A good exit plan?Not from our Rummy, a true manly man.Instead he gave greeting cards wishing them health…but didn’t take time to sign them himself.He snapped a few photos, was then on his way,Readying his return to the U-S-of-A.,The soldiers missed home, their families and pals.Rummy offered a word to boost their morale.“We fight wars ,” he explained, so firm and so gaunt,With the armies we have, not the armies we want.”Then shouted as the chopper lifted from sight,"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good fight!"
Well, if that isn't a great story I don't know what is. For me a staunch liberal, its a great story and It can be shared to many who agree with me.
Well happy 2006 to all of you. I hope that you all follow your resolutions till the end of the month. I guess I should start with mine.
A Very Rumsfeld Christmas
A Visit From St. Rummy
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through IraqNot a soldier was peaceful, prepared for attack.Their weapons were hung on their shoulders with care,For fear that insurgents soon would be there.Their comrades were nestled restless in beds,While sad dreams of families danced in their heads.The trumpet hailed darkness with a rendition of Taps,And all settled in for their uneasy naps.When out on the runway there arose such a clatter,Soldiers sprung forward, fighter jets scattered.When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,But a spectacled man in full battlegear.With a manner abrasive, and a little faux-chummy,They knew in a moment it must be St. Rummy.With reckless bravado, his entourage came,And he whistled and shouted and called them by name:"Now Wolfie! Now Pearly!Now, Cheney and Condi!On, good old boy Bremer!On, General Tommy!To Baghdad! Fallujah!Don’t tremble or fall!Soon Tehran and Syria!We’ll blast away all!"His jaw firmly set, his eyes tightly squintedIn the lens of his glasses, confidence glinted.A national icon, a media charmer,He knows that real men don’t wear body armor.His rumbling swagger and grumbling tones,Shook all the world to the core of its bones.Nothing about him was frivolous, jollyOr flaky, effeminate or subject to folly.He’d come to give soldiers their holiday presents:Perpetual violence and local resentment;Cutting pay & vets benefits and even more:He’d signed all of them up for an additional tour.Strong peacetime strategy? A good exit plan?Not from our Rummy, a true manly man.Instead he gave greeting cards wishing them health…but didn’t take time to sign them himself.He snapped a few photos, was then on his way,Readying his return to the U-S-of-A.,The soldiers missed home, their families and pals.Rummy offered a word to boost their morale.“We fight wars ,” he explained, so firm and so gaunt,With the armies we have, not the armies we want.”Then shouted as the chopper lifted from sight,"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good fight!"
Well, if that isn't a great story I don't know what is. For me a staunch liberal, its a great story and It can be shared to many who agree with me.
Well happy 2006 to all of you. I hope that you all follow your resolutions till the end of the month. I guess I should start with mine.
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Hey A Lot has happend.
Hey Readers,
Don't Think I have forgotten you all,but I have been busy. I have had a busy December. Well for starters my family is in town. Both my grandmother and uncle are here visiting me. I love that they are here but at times it gets to be boring. Plus I have been very sick. So what do you expect me to do. I am sick and I rarely get the chance to write on here since everytime I try to I am interupted by doing something else.
Well for one thing, I am glad I have the house finally to myself to write. I hope that everyone's Christmas was well. Mine was awesome. I finally got all 4 Superman Movies. So that is a great thing. Well, I have also got a lot of clothes. Which I needed since my wardrobe was beginning to look dull. I have some new underwear and t-shirts. So I am set for life. I also have been busy writing a new book. Yea I am excited I haven't really focused my time in writing my blog so I am sorry. My family has taken way to much of my time.
You know the silly thing, is that eventhough I am sick. I am trying quickily to feel better. I have had terrible headaches as well as pain in my jaw. :-( Well I am doing well. I have been thinking alot and I have been counting down the days till they are gone.
I mean I am sicker now that everyone is at the house and that I can't breathe because its so dry. Well I am still single. And I began to think how excited I am that I am going to start a new job, in 2 weeks. I am going to be a ghostwriter for a columnist. So I am going to have a lot of fun. Well I wish I was rich though, so I wouldn't have to ask about money but again I am still finincally broke. I am going to try something new, I am going to save my money and quit smoking. Yea I know I've said that before but seriously though, I am going to economize my money. I am going to save every cent I make. So I can be able to buy some clothes like I did last week.
I finally understand that Money doesn't grow on trees. Maybe with a new wardrobe I'll be able to find the mate for me.
Hehe!
Well I haven't doing much to change my behavior but I have changed my outlook on things. Its a great thing I guess. Well what else.
While I should be confident I am lacking a few things. Well I am tired and I want to go to sleep but I realize that could be just a sign of me being lazy. I don't think I am lazy but I just want to stay focused on my book. Or writing my blog. I have a lot of things to talk about. But I guess it would start with the fact that my uncle is in town. I am pretty excited that he is here but at times I feel as if he is acting lazier then me. I know that seems like a shock! But He is a great guy and I have fun with him but I don't really have anything in common with him. I thought I would but I was wrong.
Well, my grandmother is always cold and I am sweating bullets. Its a terrible situation, and to make things worse when I try at least to put the A.C. on she turns the heater to 89 to 86 and I get sick. My grandmother is a great person but just to much is to much.
Well, I am going to write some more later.
Don't Think I have forgotten you all,but I have been busy. I have had a busy December. Well for starters my family is in town. Both my grandmother and uncle are here visiting me. I love that they are here but at times it gets to be boring. Plus I have been very sick. So what do you expect me to do. I am sick and I rarely get the chance to write on here since everytime I try to I am interupted by doing something else.
Well for one thing, I am glad I have the house finally to myself to write. I hope that everyone's Christmas was well. Mine was awesome. I finally got all 4 Superman Movies. So that is a great thing. Well, I have also got a lot of clothes. Which I needed since my wardrobe was beginning to look dull. I have some new underwear and t-shirts. So I am set for life. I also have been busy writing a new book. Yea I am excited I haven't really focused my time in writing my blog so I am sorry. My family has taken way to much of my time.
You know the silly thing, is that eventhough I am sick. I am trying quickily to feel better. I have had terrible headaches as well as pain in my jaw. :-( Well I am doing well. I have been thinking alot and I have been counting down the days till they are gone.
I mean I am sicker now that everyone is at the house and that I can't breathe because its so dry. Well I am still single. And I began to think how excited I am that I am going to start a new job, in 2 weeks. I am going to be a ghostwriter for a columnist. So I am going to have a lot of fun. Well I wish I was rich though, so I wouldn't have to ask about money but again I am still finincally broke. I am going to try something new, I am going to save my money and quit smoking. Yea I know I've said that before but seriously though, I am going to economize my money. I am going to save every cent I make. So I can be able to buy some clothes like I did last week.
I finally understand that Money doesn't grow on trees. Maybe with a new wardrobe I'll be able to find the mate for me.
Hehe!
Well I haven't doing much to change my behavior but I have changed my outlook on things. Its a great thing I guess. Well what else.
While I should be confident I am lacking a few things. Well I am tired and I want to go to sleep but I realize that could be just a sign of me being lazy. I don't think I am lazy but I just want to stay focused on my book. Or writing my blog. I have a lot of things to talk about. But I guess it would start with the fact that my uncle is in town. I am pretty excited that he is here but at times I feel as if he is acting lazier then me. I know that seems like a shock! But He is a great guy and I have fun with him but I don't really have anything in common with him. I thought I would but I was wrong.
Well, my grandmother is always cold and I am sweating bullets. Its a terrible situation, and to make things worse when I try at least to put the A.C. on she turns the heater to 89 to 86 and I get sick. My grandmother is a great person but just to much is to much.
Well, I am going to write some more later.
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