And yes, I'll finally be able to post some things. I'm off until Wednesday!
Friday, June 30, 2006
It's 4th of July weekend, y'all!!!
And yes, I'll finally be able to post some things. I'm off until Wednesday!
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Some Paint Shop Pro
Sorry about my lack of posts lately. The situation hasn't changed much in the last few weeks. Work, work, work.
But I still feel like posting something, so here are some of my Paint Shop Pro collages. I do it as kind of a hobby, and also for wrestling forums. It's something that I do to chill and relax for a few hours.
To see the real deal just click on the photo.
Tags: photoblogging Paint Shop collages wrestling hobbies
But I still feel like posting something, so here are some of my Paint Shop Pro collages. I do it as kind of a hobby, and also for wrestling forums. It's something that I do to chill and relax for a few hours.
To see the real deal just click on the photo.
Tags: photoblogging Paint Shop collages wrestling hobbies
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Dusty Rhodes speaks
I got my DVD box set of the "American Dream" Dusty Rhodes' wrestling career. As a small bonus, the DVD box actually says some of Dusty's more famous lines.
Tags: videoblogging wrestling Dusty Rhodes
Lost & Found
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Help save Screech's house
Haven't blogged in a few days and thought I'd return with something not too heavy. I saw this article and thought I'd spread the word.
Save Screech, Y'all!!!
'Screech' Actor Turns to Fans for Help
Published: 6/18/06, 3:05 PM EDT
MILWAUKEE (AP) - More than a bell is needed to save Dustin Diamond this time around. Diamond, best known as geeky Screech Powers on the 1989-1993 teen comedy series "Saved by the Bell," is selling T-shirts with his photo on them to try to raise $250,000 so he doesn't lose his gray two-story house under a foreclosure order.
"If the public didn't care, I as an entertainer wouldn't have been a success," he said.
Diamond, 29, is trying to sell nearly 30,000 shirts - at $15 or $20 (autographed) each - to supplement the income he makes as a standup comic so he doesn't have to move from his Port Washington home, about 25 miles north of Milwaukee.
The T-shirt has a photo of Diamond holding a sign that says, "Save My House." The back of the shirt reads, "I paid $15.00 to save Screeech's house." The third "e" was added to get around copyright laws, he said.
He's selling the shirts on his Web site: http://www.getdshirts.com.
The foreclosure order was filed last month in Ozaukee County Circuit Court.
Diamond appeared on Howard Stern's satellite radio show Tuesday to plead his case. "I'm doing great with my comedy, but this is definitely a low point," he said. "Real life comes in and affects you."
Diamond doesn't have a listed phone number, and e-mails to the address on his Web site and at an alternative address were not immediately returned Thursday.
Tags: news Dustin Diamond Screech
Save Screech, Y'all!!!
'Screech' Actor Turns to Fans for Help
Published: 6/18/06, 3:05 PM EDT
MILWAUKEE (AP) - More than a bell is needed to save Dustin Diamond this time around. Diamond, best known as geeky Screech Powers on the 1989-1993 teen comedy series "Saved by the Bell," is selling T-shirts with his photo on them to try to raise $250,000 so he doesn't lose his gray two-story house under a foreclosure order.
"If the public didn't care, I as an entertainer wouldn't have been a success," he said.
Diamond, 29, is trying to sell nearly 30,000 shirts - at $15 or $20 (autographed) each - to supplement the income he makes as a standup comic so he doesn't have to move from his Port Washington home, about 25 miles north of Milwaukee.
The T-shirt has a photo of Diamond holding a sign that says, "Save My House." The back of the shirt reads, "I paid $15.00 to save Screeech's house." The third "e" was added to get around copyright laws, he said.
He's selling the shirts on his Web site: http://www.getdshirts.com.
The foreclosure order was filed last month in Ozaukee County Circuit Court.
Diamond appeared on Howard Stern's satellite radio show Tuesday to plead his case. "I'm doing great with my comedy, but this is definitely a low point," he said. "Real life comes in and affects you."
Diamond doesn't have a listed phone number, and e-mails to the address on his Web site and at an alternative address were not immediately returned Thursday.
Tags: news Dustin Diamond Screech
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Random Thoughts 06-12-06
Sometimes when I think of white America, I think of Tide commercials. - Rene Merced Jr
Don't ask me what that means. I don't know either.
Sorry if I haven't updated as regularly, amswered comments, or visited blogs lately. My job has got me back on field work and some odd hours. Plus, I've been sick.
Tags: humor personal Tide
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Miami wins Game 3
Damn that Dwayne Wade and his 42 points!
It was a great finish though.
Miami wins 98-96.
Dallas leads the Best-of-7 series, 2 games to 1.
Tags: sports NBA basketball
It was a great finish though.
Miami wins 98-96.
Dallas leads the Best-of-7 series, 2 games to 1.
Tags: sports NBA basketball
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Eat fresh
"What can I do to leave the house for a few minutes?" was the question I was asking myself on Saturday afternoon. Going to Publix supermarket to get a 12" sub sandwich and a six-pack of beer was what I decided to do. I hadn't had a sub from Publix in a good while and I haven't eaten at SubWay for a few months either as I had decided that SubWay was not all it claimed to be. In fact, my only sub sandwich experience in the last few weeks had been made up entirely of visits to the two Firehouse Subs locations in the area. The reason for this is quite simply explained by the fact that Firehouse makes the kinds of sandwiches I prefer. The majority of the sandwiches on their menu are hot and the ones that aren't hot seem to be slightly warmed. The bread and the quality of the meat and vegetables also always seem fresher at Firehouse. They're my favorite of the moment.
Saturday though, I had an urge for a sandwich from Publix. Firstly because I couldn't remember the last one I had eaten from Publix, but also (and not less importantly) I was going to buy some beer. While we were there the guy who made our sandwiches was a very talkative conversationalist. Before we left I knew that he played basketball, his daughter watched The Boondocks, he had gotten into playing Need For Speed: Underground thanks to the guy who fried the chicken in the Deli, and a few other tidbits about his life. It would sound as if he were an annoying person, but that would be the complete opposite. Some people could talk to me about the same things and I would want to put duct tape over their mouths and give them a stupid haircut, but there's something to be said about personality and composure. He was very charismatic for a guy who makes sandwiches at a supermarket. And I don't say that as a slight. I use to do his job for the same supermarket.
After getting my sandwich I went to the beer aisle. As I was in the mood for a sandwich I hadn't eaten in a while, I was also in the mood for a brew I hadn't drank in a few moons as well. I grabbed my six-pack and got into the checkout line. The young lady who rang up my groceries kept looking at my drink choice. She even pulled one of the bottles slightly out to look at the label. "What is this?" she said. I knew what the next question would be.
"Is there tequila in this?" she asked.
"No, it's just a beer with lime juice in it already," I said, as I've said a million times before to other people.
"The name would make you think there's tequila in it," she said.
I suppose the name Tequiza would make some people think that, but if you simply read the single sentence right underneath the name on the label you would know that there isn't. I think someday reading will catch on in the United States. But it may just be wishful thinking, like World Cup fever in the States.
After the routine Tequiza conversation and driving back to the apartment, I sat down to enjoy half of my sandwich and watch some of the NBA Finals analysis on ESPN. While I was eating my sandwich I thought about the guy who made it. "He was a pretty cool guy," I thought. It made me also think more about where I am. I use to do that job. Wearing the same shirt, the same hairnet, the same plastic gloves, the same kind of stupid name tag. And now it's been about four years since I've done that job and it was actually the last job I ever had involving any kind of food. I've come a ways since then, and it felt good to realize that. I'm sure most people have that feeling to some extent when they're going through the McDonald's drive-thru and they think about when they use to be the one with the headset, and now there working in a professional career in an office somewhere, a few leaps and bounds away from those days at the window. It's a good feeling.
But besides that, I thought that maybe the reason I liked the guy so much was because I could relate. Or at least I felt like we could relate to each other. The fact that he was doing something that I use to hate with a passion while I was doing it, but he was doing with a smile and a jovial manner also made me feel as if he was better than me in that respect. I could never act so light hearted when I was there, I was simply never thrilled about making people's food and the b.s. involved with such work. People treat you like dirt when you're the guy making their food for some reason. In my conversation with the guy and talking about our experiences in the job, I could tell he felt the same way about that aspect of things. It's probably why I have sympathy for the guy at McDonald's, or the young lady taking my order at Taco Bell. When you've been that person, it's much harder to be that guy who gives them sh*t about there not being napkins in the bag.
I can always tell who the people are who I work with who've never had that kind of job. The people in my office who never had to get a job while in college because their parents' paid their rent, their car payment, their tuition, their everything and even gave them cash and credit cards to spend as if they got a salary for doing nothing. Because they're the ones that I'll go to lunch with and have to hear them bitch about nothing, or what I perceive to be nothing. Call it my own prejudice because I've come from nothing, but I can never fully connect to those people. It's really a flaw of my own character, but I've always held a grudge against people who aren't ashamed to be of priviledge. There lack of humility seems to feed my unwarranted lack of acceptance. The fact that I honestly admit my flaw is really my only way of saying I know I'm wrong. But when I talk to people about this very subject I realize that I'm not the only one. Far from it, actually. Class, next to race, is still an issue amongst people. Because even when you become a person of wealth and priviledge you know who you really are and where you come from. Whereas a person who has never seen the bottom of the social ladder will never know those people. That's not meant as a condemnation, but simply a truth. It's quite a fascinating thing to roll around in one's head.
And to think, it all was the cause of buying a sub sandwich that I began to think about these things again. Good sandwich, by the way.
Tags: blogging personal society
Saturday though, I had an urge for a sandwich from Publix. Firstly because I couldn't remember the last one I had eaten from Publix, but also (and not less importantly) I was going to buy some beer. While we were there the guy who made our sandwiches was a very talkative conversationalist. Before we left I knew that he played basketball, his daughter watched The Boondocks, he had gotten into playing Need For Speed: Underground thanks to the guy who fried the chicken in the Deli, and a few other tidbits about his life. It would sound as if he were an annoying person, but that would be the complete opposite. Some people could talk to me about the same things and I would want to put duct tape over their mouths and give them a stupid haircut, but there's something to be said about personality and composure. He was very charismatic for a guy who makes sandwiches at a supermarket. And I don't say that as a slight. I use to do his job for the same supermarket.
After getting my sandwich I went to the beer aisle. As I was in the mood for a sandwich I hadn't eaten in a while, I was also in the mood for a brew I hadn't drank in a few moons as well. I grabbed my six-pack and got into the checkout line. The young lady who rang up my groceries kept looking at my drink choice. She even pulled one of the bottles slightly out to look at the label. "What is this?" she said. I knew what the next question would be.
"Is there tequila in this?" she asked.
"No, it's just a beer with lime juice in it already," I said, as I've said a million times before to other people.
"The name would make you think there's tequila in it," she said.
I suppose the name Tequiza would make some people think that, but if you simply read the single sentence right underneath the name on the label you would know that there isn't. I think someday reading will catch on in the United States. But it may just be wishful thinking, like World Cup fever in the States.
After the routine Tequiza conversation and driving back to the apartment, I sat down to enjoy half of my sandwich and watch some of the NBA Finals analysis on ESPN. While I was eating my sandwich I thought about the guy who made it. "He was a pretty cool guy," I thought. It made me also think more about where I am. I use to do that job. Wearing the same shirt, the same hairnet, the same plastic gloves, the same kind of stupid name tag. And now it's been about four years since I've done that job and it was actually the last job I ever had involving any kind of food. I've come a ways since then, and it felt good to realize that. I'm sure most people have that feeling to some extent when they're going through the McDonald's drive-thru and they think about when they use to be the one with the headset, and now there working in a professional career in an office somewhere, a few leaps and bounds away from those days at the window. It's a good feeling.
But besides that, I thought that maybe the reason I liked the guy so much was because I could relate. Or at least I felt like we could relate to each other. The fact that he was doing something that I use to hate with a passion while I was doing it, but he was doing with a smile and a jovial manner also made me feel as if he was better than me in that respect. I could never act so light hearted when I was there, I was simply never thrilled about making people's food and the b.s. involved with such work. People treat you like dirt when you're the guy making their food for some reason. In my conversation with the guy and talking about our experiences in the job, I could tell he felt the same way about that aspect of things. It's probably why I have sympathy for the guy at McDonald's, or the young lady taking my order at Taco Bell. When you've been that person, it's much harder to be that guy who gives them sh*t about there not being napkins in the bag.
I can always tell who the people are who I work with who've never had that kind of job. The people in my office who never had to get a job while in college because their parents' paid their rent, their car payment, their tuition, their everything and even gave them cash and credit cards to spend as if they got a salary for doing nothing. Because they're the ones that I'll go to lunch with and have to hear them bitch about nothing, or what I perceive to be nothing. Call it my own prejudice because I've come from nothing, but I can never fully connect to those people. It's really a flaw of my own character, but I've always held a grudge against people who aren't ashamed to be of priviledge. There lack of humility seems to feed my unwarranted lack of acceptance. The fact that I honestly admit my flaw is really my only way of saying I know I'm wrong. But when I talk to people about this very subject I realize that I'm not the only one. Far from it, actually. Class, next to race, is still an issue amongst people. Because even when you become a person of wealth and priviledge you know who you really are and where you come from. Whereas a person who has never seen the bottom of the social ladder will never know those people. That's not meant as a condemnation, but simply a truth. It's quite a fascinating thing to roll around in one's head.
And to think, it all was the cause of buying a sub sandwich that I began to think about these things again. Good sandwich, by the way.
Tags: blogging personal society
Friday, June 9, 2006
An ever wandering mind
Sometimes you have nothing to say, and an overwhelming need to say something. I'm kind of in that place right now. It's like a lethargic anxiousness while in the midst of writer's block.
Today at work was completely boring to no end. It would have been more exciting to answer phone for a PBS telethon than to sit at my desk and watch the digital clock on my taskbar (it's five minutes slow, by the way). Sometime in the afternoon I got tired of waiting on one our clients to no-show once again, and I decided to leave. Also I had a migraine and an upset stomach. I knew the migraine was fueled by boredom and surfing the internet, but the stomach I can't figure out.
Anyway, after going to the bathroom and dropping a stone so green Superman would've mistaken it for kryptonite, I said adios and headed home. Since then, I've taken some aspirin and watch some news coverage.
Oh yeah, al-Zarqawi is dead, if you didn't know. How could you not know? His dead face is only splattered across the top of every internet news site and talked about on all the 24 hour news networks. It's news, yes, but it's a bit overboard. It's also not too often that the U.S. media uses photos of dead people in their stories. Half of the stories basically seem like,"Hey, look at this dead guy! Yep... it's a dead guy... look... his lips are purple... cool, huh?"
World Cup is kicking off and no one seems to care here because I'm in the United States and if it's not a sport that we started or dominate, we don't want anything to do with it. Oh well, I think I'll try to keep up with it, myself.
The Dallas Mavericks won the first game of the NBA finals against the Miami Heat in a game that could've been better but was very close all the way to the end and still quite entertaining. Hopefully in Game 2 on Sunday both teams won't be nervous and bring their A games.
In other unexciting news, I watched Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves this week for the first time in maybe 6 or 7 years. It was still very good, and it was like watching a new movie since I completely forgot about two thirds of it. I also forgot that it was damn near 2 and a half hours long. I should've known that since Kevin Costner hasn't been in a movie under 2 hours since who knows when.
Besides all that exciting news, I can't really think of anything else to say at the moment. So, I'll leave you this:
Think about that for a moment. I'm sure I'll have something more entertaining to talk about tomorrow.
Sidenote: Does anyone ever listen to the songs posted at the top of the sidebar? Not that it matters, I was just wondering.
Tags: blogging al-zarqawi world cup NBA movies
Today at work was completely boring to no end. It would have been more exciting to answer phone for a PBS telethon than to sit at my desk and watch the digital clock on my taskbar (it's five minutes slow, by the way). Sometime in the afternoon I got tired of waiting on one our clients to no-show once again, and I decided to leave. Also I had a migraine and an upset stomach. I knew the migraine was fueled by boredom and surfing the internet, but the stomach I can't figure out.
Anyway, after going to the bathroom and dropping a stone so green Superman would've mistaken it for kryptonite, I said adios and headed home. Since then, I've taken some aspirin and watch some news coverage.
Oh yeah, al-Zarqawi is dead, if you didn't know. How could you not know? His dead face is only splattered across the top of every internet news site and talked about on all the 24 hour news networks. It's news, yes, but it's a bit overboard. It's also not too often that the U.S. media uses photos of dead people in their stories. Half of the stories basically seem like,"Hey, look at this dead guy! Yep... it's a dead guy... look... his lips are purple... cool, huh?"
World Cup is kicking off and no one seems to care here because I'm in the United States and if it's not a sport that we started or dominate, we don't want anything to do with it. Oh well, I think I'll try to keep up with it, myself.
The Dallas Mavericks won the first game of the NBA finals against the Miami Heat in a game that could've been better but was very close all the way to the end and still quite entertaining. Hopefully in Game 2 on Sunday both teams won't be nervous and bring their A games.
In other unexciting news, I watched Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves this week for the first time in maybe 6 or 7 years. It was still very good, and it was like watching a new movie since I completely forgot about two thirds of it. I also forgot that it was damn near 2 and a half hours long. I should've known that since Kevin Costner hasn't been in a movie under 2 hours since who knows when.
Besides all that exciting news, I can't really think of anything else to say at the moment. So, I'll leave you this:
I am eyes in a sea of ears.
Think about that for a moment. I'm sure I'll have something more entertaining to talk about tomorrow.
Sidenote: Does anyone ever listen to the songs posted at the top of the sidebar? Not that it matters, I was just wondering.
Tags: blogging al-zarqawi world cup NBA movies
Wednesday, June 7, 2006
Ann Coulter sucks
I'm sure you already knew that Ann Coulter was an anorexic right-wing pre-op transgender. But recently Coulter decided to make disrespectful remarks about 9/11 widows simply to generate attention for her new book, displaying her ugly unshaved scrotum of hatred to the world (figuratively, of course). I tried to read one of her books once (Treason), and it was unbearable. Her book made Tucker Carlson's seem like Mark Twain by comparison. I doubt this new one will be any better.
So, Ann Coulter, you should celebrate your latest media blitz by eating an entire M&M. Peel the candy shell off first though! That's where the calories are, you know.
Also, do something about your adam's apple.
Tags: Ann Coulter politics opinion Satan
Tuesday, June 6, 2006
Sorry, babe
...but I had to write about this. Last night while we were lying in bed me and Crystal were joking with each other. We were talking about coming straight home today after work and having sex. During the conversation Crystal said,"you can give me a good pokin!"
I've been laughing since last night! She doesn't normally talk like that (actually she never talks like that) which is probably why I'm still smiling. A good "pokin'"? Heh, yeah... I'm still laughing.
I asked if I could boink her instead, but that option was vetoed. So was porking.
Oh yeah. I wasn't suppose to write about that. She said it made her sound like she should be living in a trailer (yeah, it does). But I'm sorry I have an audience and I have an obligation to deliver the goods.
Sorry, babe. (She's gonna kick my a**)
Tags: personal humor sex
I've been laughing since last night! She doesn't normally talk like that (actually she never talks like that) which is probably why I'm still smiling. A good "pokin'"? Heh, yeah... I'm still laughing.
I asked if I could boink her instead, but that option was vetoed. So was porking.
Oh yeah. I wasn't suppose to write about that. She said it made her sound like she should be living in a trailer (yeah, it does). But I'm sorry I have an audience and I have an obligation to deliver the goods.
Sorry, babe. (She's gonna kick my a**)
Tags: personal humor sex
Monday, June 5, 2006
NBA Finals
After watching the Miami Heat put away Detroit on Thursday, and then the amazing comeback-from-behind victory for the Dallas Mavericks over the Phoenix Suns, I'm really psyched to watch the NBA Finals this year. Which is something I haven't said in a few years.
Plus, I can't wait to see how the Mavs and Heat match-up this time around. With the talent and depth of both rosters it should make for a very interesting series. I wouldn't be surprised to see it go 7 games.
Also, whoever wins this year will be NBA Champs for the first time in team history, no matter who wins, which is cool.
I still can't decide who I want to win this thing, but I'm leaning toward Dirk Nowitzki and the Dallas Mavericks at the moment. It was such an awesome game on Saturday, they just really won me over.
Game 1 Miami at Dallas 9e/8c pm on ABC this Thursday
Tags: NBA sports basketball
Plus, I can't wait to see how the Mavs and Heat match-up this time around. With the talent and depth of both rosters it should make for a very interesting series. I wouldn't be surprised to see it go 7 games.
Also, whoever wins this year will be NBA Champs for the first time in team history, no matter who wins, which is cool.
I still can't decide who I want to win this thing, but I'm leaning toward Dirk Nowitzki and the Dallas Mavericks at the moment. It was such an awesome game on Saturday, they just really won me over.
Game 1 Miami at Dallas 9e/8c pm on ABC this Thursday
Tags: NBA sports basketball
Friday, June 2, 2006
Random Thoughts 06-02-06
In a cavalier and unpuncuated moment of thought today, I asked myself the question: What is the most unpleasurable household product that I use on a daily basis? The answer came to me before I had finished the question.
Listerine.
The fact that I gargle something every morning and evening that brings tears to my eyes should show you how dedicated I am to fresh breath, people. I do it for you.
If we should ever meet in person I would appreciate a courteous handshake... and a small compliment on the minty freshness emanating from my pie hole.
Thank you.
Tags: opinion personal listerine blogging
Listerine.
The fact that I gargle something every morning and evening that brings tears to my eyes should show you how dedicated I am to fresh breath, people. I do it for you.
If we should ever meet in person I would appreciate a courteous handshake... and a small compliment on the minty freshness emanating from my pie hole.
Thank you.
Tags: opinion personal listerine blogging
Thursday, June 1, 2006
Batwoman coming out of the Bat Cave?
It's funny to me that the Press actually cares about a story like this. I think there's 2 reasons for it.
1) Ignorance
2) "Lesbian"
Let me explain specifically on the two.
I say ignorance because for the majority of the mainstream press, comic books and graphic novels still fall into the category of "for the kids", and that's totally not the case. Just like when the press targets animated films and television, and the video game industry for violence and adult subject matter. They never seem to realize that none of these mediums are "just for kids". Children aren't the only target market and they haven't been for a long time now. I just know sooner or later someone is going to tie this into the old and tired argument of "what effect will this have on the kids?!"
It's bull.
For the second one. Well... that one's fairly obvious. The media loves Lesbians! Anytime the words "gay" or "lesbian" are put next to something new they sh*t their pants. So, I guess the press is interested to inform the world of the first mainstream lesbian comic book character in DC Comics history. I can't wait for the day when they're giving second-to-second coverage of the first lesbian to walk on the moon.
"That's one small step for lesbians. One giant leap for comfortable shoes."
Of course, gay people need to realize - even when you win, you don't always win that much. Batwoman is going to be the more acceptable (or at least sexier) "Lipstick Lesbian", not the more intimidating "Diesel Dyke Lesbian" that we all know and love that will share sex stories with you like one of the guys in the break room at work.
Plus, Batwoman is one the most marginalised characters in the DC comics universe. She's actually been DEAD and gone since like... 1980?
Tags: comic books Batwoman gay opinion
1) Ignorance
2) "Lesbian"
Let me explain specifically on the two.
I say ignorance because for the majority of the mainstream press, comic books and graphic novels still fall into the category of "for the kids", and that's totally not the case. Just like when the press targets animated films and television, and the video game industry for violence and adult subject matter. They never seem to realize that none of these mediums are "just for kids". Children aren't the only target market and they haven't been for a long time now. I just know sooner or later someone is going to tie this into the old and tired argument of "what effect will this have on the kids?!"
It's bull.
For the second one. Well... that one's fairly obvious. The media loves Lesbians! Anytime the words "gay" or "lesbian" are put next to something new they sh*t their pants. So, I guess the press is interested to inform the world of the first mainstream lesbian comic book character in DC Comics history. I can't wait for the day when they're giving second-to-second coverage of the first lesbian to walk on the moon.
"That's one small step for lesbians. One giant leap for comfortable shoes."
Of course, gay people need to realize - even when you win, you don't always win that much. Batwoman is going to be the more acceptable (or at least sexier) "Lipstick Lesbian", not the more intimidating "Diesel Dyke Lesbian" that we all know and love that will share sex stories with you like one of the guys in the break room at work.
Plus, Batwoman is one the most marginalised characters in the DC comics universe. She's actually been DEAD and gone since like... 1980?
Tags: comic books Batwoman gay opinion
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