Thursday, November 13, 2008

Well, I guess it's time again....

...to bore and upset my 1 reader.

A few tips for today's suburban driver: 1) Use your damn turn signal, 2) When you do use your signal, please note this does not automatically clear the lane next to you, you are still required to turn your head and look, 3) It's not a race, really, we're all headed down the same road. When you spped, the slam on your brakes, and weave in and out of traffic, you're actually making the traffic worse. Plus it makes you look like an asshole. 4) I'm glad you like your music, I really am, but I do not need to have my fillings removed by the BAAAAAASE from your crappy '82 POS.

Otherwise, how's life going? Well, work is pure and unadulterated hell, just like every year at this time... AND I LOVE IT!!!! I love this time of year, I live for the stress, the pain, and the emergencies. Now, my wife may disagree, but hey, she still loves me..usually.

It's November 13th and my Halloween decorations are still up...oh well, sue me. No, don't really, I can't afford it. I've determined that I hate credit card debt. My wife is getting severed from her employer...again...and we're trying to see how to live on 1 income for the next few months....ouch. So, to our friends and family that want to do things with us in November and December, unless those things are free, close to home, and come with free babysitting, we're not available.

Being a Dad ROCKS!! I love the hell out of this kid! Even when we decide we'd rather wear our dinner than eat it. Even when we decide that it's now cry time, even if it's not really. And I'm really wondering if this kiddo's ever going to get teeth!

OK, I promise Wudchuk that I'll try to do this more often.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Shel for President -

OK, so my one reader may remember that I've had a few interesting debates with my good friend Shel. Well NOT TODAY MISTER!

I have been kicking around writing my thoughts about the bailout plan, and the state of our eceonomy, and out namby pamby excuses and blame game (Yes, I used namby pamby in a sentance, and I'm proud of it), and all I manage to do is get all worked up and too pissed to write.

Then today, I'm checking out my friends blogs, and lo and behold, I see Ms. Shels. Go, read it NOW

http://shels-blog.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-wanna-be-political-energy.html

While there may be a few differences of opinions around the edges, I agree 10000% with the basic sentiment. This is not any ONE persons fault folks, stop looking for a scapegoat, there ain't one. It's EVERYONES fault who bought something they couldn't afford on credit, or just HAD to have that huge SUV they couldn't afford. Suck it up folks. Unless you have no debt, and are living 100% within your means, you are part of what caused this, so stop trying to pass the buck.

We will get through this, and we'll hopefully get through this smarter. And if you don't learn anything, then at least I'll be happier knowing I did.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

He likes fruit with his meat....

the newspaper headline about a soft cuddly polar bear? A recipe book for new exciting recepies? No, of course not. This would be what my wife thought of when she saw a recipe for turkey burgers, and thought of me. Hmmm, how the hell do I take that? There's 1) Awwww, how sweet, My wife is thinking of me, and wants me to be happy when I eat? then there's 2) Why is my wife thinking of me and fruit in the same sentance?

Anywho...how are you faithful reader? I hope on whatever diety you put your faith in that you are better than me! I am sick, and for once, I do not mean in the head! I feel like ther eis a small yak, or perhaps a large emu sitting on my chest. I am coughing at all hours of the day and night, and I can't seem to get any better. AARRGGHH. Oh well, what sweet release from work death would bring. And it'd guarentee my baby girl could go to the college of her choice.

Ok, so I'm not really going to die...that'd be too easy on you, and you could go through life not having to read anymore of my mindless rambling. In case you haven't noticed, I'm stalling. I can't really think of anything to gripe about today...

The Presidential Election - naaa, too damn easy. But I will say how clever both candidates are to keep sniping at each other so no one notices that no one seems to be talking about any actual issues. I predict that by the year 2100, we'll just put a bunch of names in a hat and let a lobotomized monkey pull the name of our next president.

Work - naa, too depressing.

Marriage - naa, too wonderful. (aaawwwww)

OK, I got one. 9/11. Now, DO NOT misread this, I salute every brave man and woman who risked or lost their lives that day, and I FULLY support out troops around the world. What pisses me off is a combination of the speeches/events, and or the press coverage of those same this year. Not that we shouldn't remember every year, but all the sudden, every politician, celebrity, and talking head tis doing some special or article or speech or tribute on this, the oft remembered 7th anniversary. Am I the only one here cynical enough to just think all the coverage is because it's an election year? damn politicians...

Friday, August 22, 2008

In honor of the 'Q'

OK, so, the list of things to bitch about today would take me about an hour just to list, let alone complain about, so, I decided instead that I needed to laugh, and I want to share with you as well... Here is a selected list of my favorite quotes from a long lost newletter that predated the fascination with blogs... Q, you are the man!

3/23/1999 - OK everyone in the world has a first crush on some guy, girl, or sheep that they know.

4/6/1999 - I was under the influence of a female so I do have an excuse.

4-17-1999 - Definition: SPAM : (n) an asshead who thinks that they are somehow cooler and better and tougher than everyone else. i.e. a frat boy, a person who wears 'No Fear' t-shirts, a person who rides a crotch rocket (especially if they cannot get it out of second gear), a person who wears oakley sunglasses, one who wears 'Tomy' anything, one who doesn't care about anything but themselves. Plua a lot more, you get the idea.

...so I didnt feel bad getting my chode chopped by him.

4-21-1999 - I'm still unemployed for next year, I may be leaving for CT at the drop of a chode, I have to be a talk show host in 2 days, I shaved my head, and may have busted my finger playing air hockey...just another week in the life of the only Minnesota Mexican.

Ahh staff meeting we're just making root beer floats and talking about porn.

...Bob Stoval's Chode Surprise... [- In refernce to the food at a Chinese Buffet.]

That is all for today, but I will be sprinkling these in from time to time, I have 32 more to re-read!!!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

China, the Olympics, and pissing off the French!

OK, so, I'm sitting at home, watching the olympics, not really into it, but whatever, I want to see our athletes win some medals. And then three things happened; 1) I realized that I HATE the newscasters/commentators on American TV covering the Games, 2) China is in a lot of trouble, and has NO idea what it's people need, and 3) I LOVE seeing the smirk wiped of the faces of the French relay team.

So, let's take these in order shall we...

1) Holy crap, I'm all for free speech and all, and I understand that as a highly paid commentator you are allowed to have an opinion, but I'm really really tired of the idiots on the TV gushing over all the chinese athletes and russian athletes and such and basically telling everyone at home how much the US athletes suck. Even Phelps isn't immune as proven in the relay when all everyone could say was that there's no change the US could win, and may not even medal. Wiat, who took gold...oh yeah, THE US! Then watching the women's gymnastic competition, and the commentators were doing everything they could to say how badly the US team was doing, and how they couldn't afford a single mistake. then, all they can do is tout the amazing atheletes from China. OK, 2 things to point out here. If all those girls on the Chinese team are 15 or 16, I'll eat my damn hat, and I don't care what their 'papers' say. The freaking Chinese government is sponsoring these games, not Beijing, so don't tell me it's not hard to forge documents. The Eastern Bloc countries did it for years. Anyone remember Nadia Comenich (I don't spell, deal)? Other point...where'd the terrible US team with all their mistakes come in during the prelim's... 2nd PLACE!!!!!! OMG, they must have been so very awful! UGH!

2) If I see one more picture of the outside of these multimillion dollar facilities, or another flashback to the 300 million dollar openeing games I'm going to puke. 300 Million dollars on openening ceremonies, while the majority of the country lives in povelty. There's a good idea. And if one more Chinese official says that the smog over the games is 'mist' I'm going to crack. Seriously, mist goes away once the sun hits, this is not hard to understand. And when the machines that measure air quality are all moved 25 miles AWAY from the urban center you're trying to measure, it's not surprising that you do not get accurate results.

The father in law of the Men's Volleyball coach was attacked at knife point and killed, his mother in law seriously wounded, adn then the attacker killed himself....? um..ok, yeah, whatever, I'm sure that doesn't sound fishy to anyone else, just me, the crazy nut.

3) 'We're going to Crush the Americans, that's why were going to the games' French member of the relay team. Final order - Gold - US, Silver - France. Enough Said.

OK, by for now faithful reader.