So I haven't blogged in a while...

...sorry, I've been concentrating on Youtube lately, and I admit, I have neglected this site. Sorry. Not much to relate, really, I have been driving around the country, delivering commercial goods, helping the economy in the best way I know how. Most recently, I have been to Pennsylvania, Ohio, Tennessee, and today, Alabama. Boy do I get around! LOL. Anyway, I have found an interesting site that I am trying out, its http://www.gaytruckstop.com/ , an eHarmony for gay truckers and their admirers. It looks promising, but I really have only spent, like, an hour or two on the site, and I haven't had a chance to really look. So, I have uploaded a couple more vids to Youtube, you can see them by scrolling to the bottom of this page, or goto http://www.youtube.com/user/joebridges2003 , lotsa fun. ;P So, gotta go, lovelies, and i will ttyl. Toodles!

Yet Another Wedding...

I drove through Kansas City on Friday, the day after turkeyday, and I was able to spend some time with my cousin, Kyle, whom I haven't seen in almost 3 years. I called him as I was coming into town, and had hime pick me up at the truck stop. When he arrived, he had with him a very cute boy, who, sadly, is jailbait to someone my age; just 15! Can you believe it? He looked, 17 at least. Anyway, the three of us proceeded to a restaurant near my cousins home, some steakhouse that I think had the number 54 in its name... **flashback to the waitstaff uniforms, with the number 54 embroidered on the breast**... and we sit down for a nice dinner. Then, Kyle informs me that he has proposed to his girlfriend, Val, and that I was going to meet her. "How?" I ask, as I notice him flirting with the waitress. Hold on!, I think, why is he flirting with... "This is my fiance, Val." He says to me, indicating the waitress. *gasp* "Oh! So nice to meet you, finally." I say, and she just looks at me, and asks what I want to drink. *?!* WTF? Anyway, she is a very pretty girl, 19 to his 22, still in college, he is a diesel mechanic btw. Meanwhile, I am having the time of my life teasing the boy, James, the 15-year-old, who, it turns out, is my cousin Danielle's ex-boyfriend. *gasp* She has good taste, that's all I can say... he is cute, nice body, good shoulders, cute round little butt (not that I was looking ;P) He insists he 16 in "only 2 months!" So, dinner over, we head back to Kyle's house (yes, house! 22 and he's a home-owner, oy-vay!) to watch a movie, Hancock in this case, which I have seen before. A few more friends arrive, one of which is a smoking hottie of a 19-year-old, named Robbie. *sigh* Too hot for words. Another guy, didn't catch his name, and a 15yo girl, with a voice straight from Hell, and every time she talks, I want to strangle her to shut her up... a little more teasing of James, so flirting with Robbie, the movie is over, and James and Kyle take me back to my truck, since I need to get up early to drive. Ugh, what a day. byeeeee.

2girls1cup and cakefarter

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A Sickly Hello

Hey everyone. I've had a very bad cold for almost two weeks now, and I am finally getting my voice back. I've been so depressed, cuz I haven't been able to sing while I drive, which is a big part of making the long hours go by. Anyway, I have put in my request for time off, which if everything goes right, means that I should be home on Xmas day, or at the least, by Boxing Day (if you don't know what that is, look it up). I will have 5 days off, so maybe I'll take a day to see some of my friends, if they are around, and not with their own families for the holidays.

Indivisible, with Liberty and Justice for all?

A giant leap forward was taken yesterday in the fight for human rights in the US of A. It is extremely gratifying to me that our great nation is at a point in its maturity, that we can vote for and elect an African-American to our nations highest office. Over 100 years of civil rights battles has culminated in this victory for equal, civil, and human rights. With pride, I can look upon this event, and I say that we are ready, now, to focus on the next group of people that are still being denied basic human rights, freedoms, and privileges; that's right, the LGBT community. While a great step forward was taken for the black community, and the Democratic Nation as a whole, a great many steps backward were also taken in the civil, human, and equality rights of gays. While this saddens me, I also have to say to myself, and to the community also; be brave, be courageous, our time will come. It is going to be a long, arduous journey, but, as women fought for and gained equality, as blacks fought for and gained equality, so must we join together and move forward in our fight for equality. While it is a setback that this election year, 3 states (California, Florida, and Arizona) have decided to discriminate and to add anti-gay legislation into their constitutions, we must also see that there are also states that have succeeded in looking at this issue with clear perceptions, and have chosen to see no divisible difference between marriages for straights or gays. One can only hope that in the coming years, we can educate our communities about the issues facing us and that tolerance will become more prevalent.

Well, Obama won. Yay! Good news for us all. But, it is sad to say, the bigots have won again in california. They have elected to segregate and discriminate against the gays by taking away our right to get married.

First Video Blog, No on 8, Yes to Obama

OMG! How cool! I just tried this to see if it would work... well, it did! Video's not the best quality, but what do you expect from a camera phone? Anyway, I was driving in New Mexico towards
Texas, and I was kinda bored, because OutQ was all about Obama's g-mother dying, and I was like, okay, get over it! jeez! it's not as if it's gonna effect the election or anything. As if I have anything to say, I can't even vote (I'm still ticked about that, yes). I still want to urge everyone to vote for Obama anyway, since he's the lesser of two evils. And if you know anyone living in California, please urge them to vote NO on proposition 8, which would take away the right for gays and lesbians to get married, which was a given right in July.

A World of Difference

Imagine my chagrin as I realize, I can't vote in the coming election. Why?, you ask? Because I'm a dumbass. I registered, voted in the primaries, and thought, 'cool, everything's cool, ready for the real thing in November...' . Wrong. Two months ago, when I decided to go back to trucking, I should have remembered that Truck drivers, since there is no way to guarantee that we will be home on election day, have to register for absentee voting. Did I remember this? No. I didn't. I remembered today. Then I go online to find out about registering for absentee ballot, and the deadline was on Oct 4. Dammit. Dammit. Dammit. The one vote I really care about, and because of my own stupidity, I can't cast my ballot. I am so upset I could spit. I can only sit back and hope like crazy that Obama gets voted in. McCain is the devil!! Palin is his retarded sidekick. I went to HRC.org and took a gander at their scorecard for this session of congress... Obama may have only got a 95%, but McCain got a 0 (zero)!!!!!! Even Madame Clinton got a 95%. I was on the fence between Obama and Clinton... wouldn't have minded if they'd paired up. Here's something that really pissed me off, I was at a truck stop, and on the stall wall someone had written this little gem... "CHANGE = Come Help A Nigga Get Elected" How stupid can people get? There's this whole thing going around about McCain race-baiting, and people come up with this stuff? What I can't figure out is, what camp is this remark supposed to support? Is it some black person writing this because he is voting for Obama simply because Obama is black? or is it some McCain supporter slandering Obama because he is black? Well I have news for both of them; Obama is Not A Nigger!! A Nigger is someone who doesn't have the self-respect to better themselves. There is a HUGE difference between someone who is black, and someone who is a Nigger. Don't get me wrong, I am not racist. I am an equal opportunity person; if you respect yourself enough to be clean, speak clearly, dress appropriately, and treat others with respect, then I will treat you with the respect that you deserve. My discrimination does not extend to races, only to the way that you present yourself. Between blacks and niggers, whites and white trash, latinos and wetbacks, there is a world of difference.

Hey everyone. This is my truck. I call it Barney.

I'm still alive.

Well, I did it. I've gone back to trucking. I wanted to, since I quit at the end of 06, but I didn't think I could with the medical problems I was having. Anyway, I didn't get in with Swift, so I went with a different company, based out of Texarkana, AR, called Southern Refrigerated Transport, or SRT for short. I haven't driven Over-The-Road for a few years, so they had me take a "refresher course" with a trainer for two weeks. He was a cool guy, straight though, so no action. Cute, red-headed, or "ginger" as I like to call them, but too tall. ( Taller than me... I like them short... Ram.) Well, I'm making good money so far, I was home last weekend to see da-niece and da-nephew, bought my nefew a Wii, and blew through $800 in 2 hrs on my car. I finally paid the damn thing off, many of my friends will be glad to hear, and then I got it registered, inspected, and insured to make it legal. Phew! What a weekend... Well, I'm sleepy, so I'll sign off for now, and see you all down the road. And don't forget to say the Trucker Prayer for me. Luv'y'all.

Prayer for a Trucker

Lord, bless this driver that I love
Watch and guide him from up above

Up all night to deliver a load
Keep him safe on that old road

Be his eyes, ears, and hands
Reflexes quick for things unplanned

In a world where troubles abound
Bring him home safe and sound

Father, hear this prayer that I pray
Please protect him while he's away.

Amen

On the Road Again...

Hey everyone, I know it's been forever since I've written, but I was really too stressed to write anything. I have spent the last 2 months trying to find a job, and I finally broke down and decided to go back on the road as a truck driver. I traveled this morning on Greyhound to Dallas to attend orientation with Swift Transportation Co., and should start driving this weekend out of Houston. Wish me luck, and don't forget to say the Truckers' Prayer for me. Love y'all. Bye.

My Gorgeous Niece

I don't know how this pic will look, but I had to post it. This is my niece, Skyler.

Wieners

Oh, I wish I were an Oscar Meyer Wiener...

and everyone would be in love with me.

That's was the song in my head when I woke up this morning. I know, it was previously established that I am nuts. (See previous post.)

I have planned for months to go the the Gay Pride event, which is happening tomorrow, but I also haven't seen my nephew in 3 weeks, and if I don't spend time with him tomorrow, I won't see him again for another 2 weeks. That's over a month, and for those who know me, they know that I am practically the boy's father, in every way but the "deed." I can't go out and have fun with friends, when he will be upset at not getting to spend time with me, and besides, I think that I wouldn't be able to have fun, thinking of him at home, missing me. So, sorry everyone. Can't go. I'm spending the weekend with my nephewson.

We're all a little nuts...

I think that we are all nuts to some extent. Mixed nuts. Everybody is different, and that is never more apparent than in our excentricities.

Dear Lord

This is a blog test, sent from my new toy.

I got a new Toy!!!

I bought this spiffy new phone on eBay, for only $120!!! Hey, that may sound expensive, but for a smartphone/PDA, unlocked, with no contract? The price was right, baby. I slipped my SIM card from T-Mobile into this baby, and it fired right up, using my prepaid T-Mobile-to-Go service. Can you say "Awesome"? I'm so excited, I could spit!!! (wink, wink, you dirty girls...)

Thanks, DBO.

And by the by, I will never look at Jazz Hands the same way again. Thanks, DBo.

When am I gonna get Stimulus'd?!?!

I still haven't gotten my stimulus check. Where in hell is it?!?! I need that $300! My life depends on it!
Ok, enough Drama Queen...
So, my family is planning a vacation to DisneyWorld Orlando in August, and I'm going along. But, really, do they expect me to get MY fat ASS on those rides? Or walk around a different park every day for SIX DAYS?!?! Haysoos Krisco! Bad enough I have to cancel my plans to attend the World Science Fiction Convention in Denver, in a nice, Indoor, air-conditioned, convention center to go to FLORIDA, in AUGUST! Hello!?!?! Can you say HOT!?!!? Haysoos!
Oh, well, it will probably be fun, dragging my fat ass around, spending my hard-earned money on Disney crap that my nephew will promptly either throw away, eat, or forget about.

Nobody has the right

to tell me that I don't have the right to do something. When my 7 times Great Grandfather, Jebediah Bridges, fought in the American Revolution, he was fighting for a country that would be free of religious persecution. It was given in the Constitution that we have the Freedom of Religion, isn't it also true that we have freedom From religion? Why should someone who does not follow the Christian Church have to adhere to the restrictions that their childishly temperamental God places on humanity? Now, don't get me wrong, I believe in a higher power - I just don't believe that he created one kind of person, and that all others were imperfect. Isn't it one their tenets that God is Omnipotent? Perfect? Never makes mistakes? Well, excuse me, but this pagan wonders why, if God never makes mistakes, how is it that Gays are an abomination?
I hope that someone, somewhere, can explain this to me. I spend a lot of time, wondering about the church, and their so-called Christianity. Is the word, Christian, supposed to mean "little Christ?" Isn't it another tenet that little Christs are supposed to emulate His actions? Live a peaceful, loving life? Didn't he teach tolerance? Forgiveness? Love thy neighbor? Why is it, that todays Christians, most of them, feel that it is their mission in life to make everyone conform to their warped idea of perfection?
How can someone who follows Christ, who taught love, peace, and tolerance, allow themselves to persecute a group of people whose only "sin" is that they love, and want to spend their lives with, someone who happens to be the same gender?

runner-up... god, i wish i knew his name....

here's a picture of the sexiest man in the world...

Sexiest Man Alive

And the winner is....


Eugen Bauder


Google him, I promise you will not regret it.

Lazy-boy

What, I ask you, is wrong with vegging out? I didn't do anything this weekend but lay around in my chones watching tv, and when they hear, everybody looks at me like some kind of specimin in a science lab... get over it. Don't hate, you just jealous! Don't you wish YOU could just sit around for days without doing anything at all??!?!! I love it, and I do it every chance I get. I'm lazy, ain't no point dancing around it, I'm lazy. I know it. You know it. Now get over it.
Anyway, I am have one hell of a time getting ahold of my High School classmates. Oh, didn't I say? I am in charge of organizing our 10-year reunion... what a blast. Not.
I just found out about Pridefest 2008, taking place at Hemisfair Park on 14 Jun; and I am definitely going. I have wanted to for years, but for some reason, I never find out about it until after it's already been and gone. Any of my friends wanna go? We'll go as a group, have more fun that way. I know DBo wants to go... Maybe I love you to pieces would like to go? TQ? Val? Let me know.
Laterz.

OMG! WTF? FTS!

Oh My God! What The Fuck? Fuck That Shit!
do u no lolspek? i do. im guna typ it here, cuz its cool. NEways, i wuz reedin my fren dbo's blog and she wuz talkin bout wimin and wantin to be eekwul, well FTS! u wana be eekwul then u need 2 stand up n do da shit men do. mow the graz, tak out da trash, kill ur own dam bugs! u wanna move? move ur own shit!
Ok, now that i've got that outta my system, I'll let you know that I open doors for complete strangers... women AND men. (equality)
I have absolutely no use for women other than as friends, so I can't say I have much to do with chivalrous things, or what women want men to do. (I don't care, either!)
It's so freeing to be gay... no confusing ass women wanting equality one second, and to be treated like a lady the next. I say, if you're gonna be an independant woman, then BE independant. If you're in a relationship, good for you, and if your man doesn't want to mow the yard, then YOU do it! You're indepenant, right? You're equal, right? What good reason is there for you to NOT go out and mow the yard? If you want your man to treat you like a lady, then you need to act like a lady. Cook and clean, do the laundry, iron his clothes, all the things women traditionally do. And let your man know what you expect; you want him to do all the things that men traditionally do. Quit with the double-standard bullshit! If you've got a man that mows the yard, and cooks BBQ on the grill, takes out the trash, and kills bugs for you; don't expect him to clean the house, or cook dinner, or do his own laundry. If you have a man that does all this, you need to hold onto him, cause you don't know how lucky you are.
Peace. Love 'ya, dbo! Mwah!

Ronald-isms

I was talking to a co-worker this morning, and we had a laugh about what I have been calling his "Ronald-isms." They are sayings that he comes out with, that are humorous, and make me laugh. This morning, he came up with; "Life is too short to stare at a computer when there is so many other things to stare at." He is also Mr. Trivia, so I think that I will sometimes put his pop trivia in here too... yesterday, he asked; "What is the smallest country in the world?" which, of course, I had to argue with him whether Vatican City actually qualifies as a country, or if it is just a city-state. He said country. I disagree. We've agreed to disagree.

More Later.

Hot Vintage Male Photography

Hi everyone... sorry I haven't blogged in a while. I've been either too busy, or when I do have time, too lazy to drive to the library, or the library is closed when I do feel like getting on the internet. Anyway, a friend of mine in the VMP community just sent me this link; a friend of his has finally transferred his site over from Yahoo! to Google blogspot. If you want to see some very nice vintage photography of the nude male form, just follow this link. Just be careful that you aren't at work, or that there are no children around, and that it is legal in your area to view sexually explicit images on the internet.

So anyway, an update on my life. Last friday, my little brother got married. I had a blast at the wedding, and the bridesmaids, who I only met that night, decided that I was the greatest thing since sliced cheese, and wanted to go out that night and party some more, and when I said no, wanted to party some other night.... one even pulled me aside and asked me, "How are you so cool, when the rest of your family is so boring?" I just answered that "I'm Gay, and that more than makes up it." Anyway, I was on the dance floor all night, danced to Sir Mixalot's "I Like Big Butts", and the Chicken Dance, and then, on an empty floor, I danced through half of the Macarena alone on the floor, until I was able to get my brother, and new sister-in-law, the bridesmaids, and the groomsmen out on the floor to dance with me. Then the dj played "Baby Got Back", and of course, I had to start droppin it like it's hot. Ughgh, so much fun... of course, when it was all over, I had to help clean up, got home around 130am, and crashed. I spent a quiet weekend, and a quiet three days at work... then I got sick, so I missed on thorsday and freyaday, still sick on satyrday, and finally feel ok today. Hopefully, my voice will return in time to work tomorrow.

Huh?!?!

My brother is getting married next friday. And his birthday is on Tuesday. You know, I think he planned it that way. But I'll be damned if I'm buying him a present after buying their wedding gift. So Solly. (with chinese accent) Huh?!?! Did that offend you? So Solly!!!! As my friends would say, I'll kick your Fucking Neck!!! Get over it! It's funny! All in good fun! I make fun of crackas all the time, too.
Anywho, I'm supposed to buy a suit, and I've known this for over 6 months, but do I have a suit 1 week before the wedding? No.
My stupid ass has procrastinated, and now, I don't have the money. My mother has to buy my suit. I have to be a stupid usher, who has to buy a suit. If my lozer azz brother had made me a groomsman, I could have rented a damn tux, like everyone else, instead of buying a fucking suit that I will probably never wear again!!!!
Serenity Now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*sigh*
Anyway, now that I have bitched enough, the earworm today is;
I feel the Earth, move, under my feet...

A Very Apt Quote

A quote for the day-
I distrust those people who know so well what God wants them to do, because I notice it always coincides with their own desires. -Susan B Anthony, born on Feb 15, 1820. (we share a birthday).

I think that sums it all up, in one nicely rounded nutshell.

... mumble ... mmmrrrrrmmppphhhh!!!

Hey. Hi. *sigh* I'm really tired today, and the song I had in my head when I woke up has gotten me kinda depressed. Many people would recognise the song as the one from the KIA commercials, where they are trying to get gas on the wrong side of the car. The song is "Can't Get It Right Today." If you don't know why I find it depressing, you need to listen to the song in its entirety. Apparently, some people take it at face value, but when I listen to the song, I hear a story of a young man and a woman, possibly his mother, who are trying to get over the death of a man, possibly the young man's father. Part of the song talks about "cut my hand today" and "waiting for it to work" but " I guess I'm gonna give up." This, to me, sounds like a suicide attempt that didn't work. For those of you that I have told about my family history, this song hits so close to home that it could have been written for/by me. Anyway, gotta punch the clock and start the work day, so I'll talk atcha later.

Little boys, and the things they say.

Todays Earworm;
Dream On (yes, I know it's the same song as a couple days ago, but I have no control over these things..)

Joke of the Day;
Girl Power!
A little boy is playing with his new football and a little girl asks if she can play. He tells her, "No. These are for boys." The little girl runs into the house and tells her mother.
The next day the girl sticks her tongue out at the boy and waves her new football in his face. The little boy angrily points to his boy's bike and says, "Oh yeah? Well, only boys can get these!"
But the next day, the little girl has the same bike. The little boy gets furious, pulls down his pants, points to his unit, and says, "Look, only boys have these and your mom can't buy you one!"
The next day he walks by and the little girl promptly pulls up her dress, points to her bits, and proclaims, "My mother tells me that as long as I have one of these, I can have as many of those as I want."
==========
Ok, good morning everyone. It's the start of another lovely week of work. I am completely, and utterly, broke. I missed a week of work two weeks ago, so when I got my paycheck, it was for half the amount I usually get. I had to buy that $60 battery for my car, and other stuff I needed, and have been waiting for weeks to buy for my new apartment. I had to buy groceries, and when I had my nephew this weekend, we went to Gamestop to buy him a new video game, and were planning on going to see The Superhero Movie. I called to check my balance, and !shock!, by balance was $2.36!!!!!! God, how embarrasing it was, telling my nephew, Sorry, I can't take you to the movie, or buy you this game, because I don't have any money.
This is classic, though, he turns to me and asks, "Why doesn't your boss give you enough money?" Isn't that great? Oh, the things kids say...

Dream On

Today's Earworm - Dream On (Dream On, Dream until your dreams come true)

In response to my friend Dbo at dbolive.com, I have to say; Damn it girl! That was a little too close to the mark for my comfort... I would like to say that I kinda prefer to be that way.
For those of my readers who have no idea what I'm talking about, go read www.dbolive.com , the entry about Madonna.
Ok, anyway, I had a bad day yesterday. I should have known it was gonna be bad, and just went back to bed when my car didn't start, but I already played that card the day before, and my shitty-azzed job only gives one sick day every 3 months... anyways, I have to walk to the busstop, find out it's the wrong one, have to walk a block to the next stop to catch the only bus that gets anywhere close to my job, get on the bus, and this (I'm sorry mom, and anyone else who gets offended) retard in a wheelchair, pokes me in the stomach, giggles, and starts tickling me as I hold the overhead bars, trying to get past him to the back of the bus. How disgusting is that? Some water-headed droolbag, getting his kicks touching people. Anyway, I digress... I had to exit the bus, and walk my fat ass, not wearing walking shoes BTW, half a mile to work. I finally get there, overheated from the walk, already tired, wishing I was at home, and find out that American Airlines has cancelled, like, and bazillion flights.
Needless to say, my co-workers and I got our asses kicked, trying to get our clients reaccomodated. So my friend Elsa (may her God bless her) gives me a ride home, and we try for 30minutes to jump start my car, and it won't turn over. Just clicks or give this pathetic little *cough*. So Elsa, after being a true friend and giving me over an hour of her time, has to go, and my car (demon-posessed money pit) still won't start.
I went inside my apartment, call my mother to tell her I won't be able to come see my nephew ( who I love, and haven't seen in over a week), and ask her to come get me, and take me to buy a new battery, and she tells me to take the bus!!!!! The BUS!!!!?!?!?!??!?!? fuhgetaboudit!! I call another friend, who takes me to buy my new *$60!* battery at Walmart, and leaves me to put it in my car by myself. Hello?!?! Gay boy here?!?! You're lucky I even know what the battery looks like!
Anyway, it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be, and my car started right up. So I guess my day is looking up a little bit? WRONG!
I went inside to watch TV, and wouldn't you know it, the hunky Michael Johns gets voted off American Idol (insert tears and screams of dismay, and a little hair-pulling). After that, I just went to bed, I couldn't take it anymore. Thank You, and, Goodnight.

Playlist

Good Morning, everyone!
I am going to start each day by letting you know what the theme song is. Mostly, it will be whatever song is my overriding earworm for the day. My ears will switch songs every few minutes, play a couple bars of some other song, but mostly, it will go back to one main earworm song, like some kind of demonic DJ that just doesn't know what song it should play.....
Ok, today's theme song is..... Fix You by Coldplay
I know, great song; and currently, it is being mixed with;
Clocks - also by Coldplay
Love Song - by Sara Bareilles
and various other songs that I can't remember the names of.

Earworms, earworms, everywhere!!!!!!

I just did some searching on Google, and lo and behold!!! I am not Crazy! It's called "the Earworm Phenomenon." Look it up. It affects, like, 98% of everybody, and so I know I'm not alone. I am thinking about making a list of the songs that pop into my head, so I can create a Playlist in my slyPOD. (insert evil laughter here)mwuahhahahahaaaaaah!!!!!!

Crazy!?!?!

today's theme song

crazy, i'm crazy for feelin' so lonely; crazy for cryin' and crazy for tryin'; and i'm crazy for lovin' you.

yes, everyday of my life, I have some song playing in my head. I can't shut it off, it's like a radio that either switches stations randomly every few minutes, or stays on the same song, like a broken record player, for hours on end. I heard somewhere that there is some kind of mental disorder that has something to do with auditory schizophrenia... well maybe not schizo, but something like that, where it is scientifically proven, there are people who hear music, constantly, in their head, and they can't control it, or shut it off. I think I'm like that, but I don't want to go to a head shrinker to get it diagnosed, 'cus I'm afeared they'll try to commit me or somefink.
My friend Dbo blogged about Pearl necklaces, and I'll tell you what, that is some dirty caca; it was news to me, and I think I'm moderately sick in the head. On second thought, though, I'm not nearly as wrong as Dbo, but I've been told that if I hang aroung long enough, I'll get there. Eventually.

don't want no scrub

no, i don't want no scrub. a scrub is a guy who caint get no love from me; hangin' out the passenger side, of his best friends' ride, tryin' to holla at me!

I challenge you...

on the bottom of this page, is a math test. I can get 100% in 29 seconds. How fast can you do it?

Babbling Fishes

Anything you can think of that you might want to say in another language, can be translated HERE!. I love using Babelfish by AltaVista, and use it all the time.

Dangerous!!! Watch ya'sef! Show me whatcha....

workin' wif! I admit, I am a gamer. I like to play video games. But I do try to keep it to a minimum. I spend Tuesdays and Thursdays and every other weekend with my 6 year old nephew, and all we do is play video games, unless I can get him to go see a movie, or go to lunch at Cici's or something. Anyway, I am generally a pretty good sport about the games that he wants to play, and last night, he surprised me by asking me if I wanted to play the game I usually reserve for when he isn't there; God of War 2. The problem is, that I found myself, at a Boss-fight level, playing for 30 minutes straight, the same damn boss, I was hitting and hitting and hitting, and the Boss wasn't being hurt at all! and I was getting so frustrated, that I was restraining myself from throwing the controller across the room and ripping the PS2 from the shelf and smashing it into little pieces!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -sigh- (Serenity Now!?!?) See ya later.

a-Thangya, a-Thangya Verra Much

Let's start today with a joke;

Three women are about to be executed. One''s a brunette, one''s a redhead, and one''s a blonde. The guard brings the brunette forward and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready! Aim…"
Suddenly the brunette yells, "EARTHQUAKE!!!"
Everyone is startled and throws themselves on the ground while she escapes.
The guard brings the redhead forward and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She say no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready! Aim…"
Suddenly the redhead yells, "TORNADO!!!"
Everyone is startled and looks around for cover while she escapes.
By now the blonde has it all figured out. The guard brings her forward and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready! Aim…"
And the blonde yells, "FIRE!!!"

Ok, now that we've got that out of our systems - I'm back. Yes, yes, a-thangya, a-thangya verra much! I had a week from HELL last week, I'm not going to talk about the specifics, but I will say that my entire family was put through the wringer, there were tears, and recriminations, and finally, I spent the weekend holed up in my apartment, not feeling in any way sociable. I thank my friends who, after only a couple hours back at work yesterday, allowed me to put the last week behind me, get a little clarity, and feel sociable again. So, Thank You, friends. (and this time, I didn't say it like Elvis...)

I am a Star!

Fourth Quarter 2007 Star Performer, Be-hotches!!!!!!!!! That's right, soy el bombo!

I'm Not Homeless!!!!

I found a place to live!!! I'm so relieved. I slept well for the first time last night, since the 14th, when I found out I had only 2 weeks to get out of my current place. My new place will be $574/mo, all bills paid, including cable tv. I think it's a good deal, and I'm signing a 6 month lease, so I can get and even better place once I've got better credit. Yay, me!!!!!! Smell y'all laterz.

That's a Buncha Bull

Joke for today;

A man was visiting Spain and passed by a restaurant in Madrid after a bullfight. They were advertising that they served the balls of the bull who lost the bullfight. Intrigued, the man went inside, only to find that where was a six-week waiting list to get to eat the loser's balls. So he signed up and came back six weeks later. When he got his meal, there were two teeny, teeny balls on his plate. He called the waiter over to complain.
"I've waited six weeks for bull balls. What are these?"
"Sir," the waiter said, "the bull doesn't always lose."

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So, hello all. Today is another wonderfilled day, full of fun and excitement. Not.
I don't really have time to talk today, so I'll catch y'all later.

Never Back Down

Ohmygoodness, I went to the theater, and saw Never Back Down. I spent most of that movie turned on as hell. Not only was the fighting good enough to get the blood pumping (tee he he), but the bodies on those boys... ohmygoodness... Anyways, today is tuesday, and unlike yesterday, I am in a good mood. I had a good dream, got a whole 5 hrs of sleep, and woke up this morning on the right side of the bed. My vanilla iced coffee has a little extra vanilla in it, so it's sweeter and smoother than usual, and I like it better... I am looking for an apartment, and believe me, I never really cared about my credit report, but It just up and slapped me in the face when 3 (count 'em, 3) places refused to rent to me because of my credit!!! I am getting so tired of paying the $30 to $50 fees, and then getting turned down, that I went to 4 other places yesterday, and told them flat out, first thing when I walked in, "I have bad credit, and I want to know that I have some kind of chance before I pay you any money for applying." Some of them, I think, appreciated my honesty, and flat told me back, that if I couldn't get approved at the 3 places I'd already been, that they would probably turn me down as well. One place, which is probably where I'll end up moving, said that they would rent to me regardless, but that if my report doesn't come back clean, they would just charge an extra $200 in the deposit. Works for me. Trust me, I intend to devote this year to paying off alot of debt, since an extra $300/mo is free since I paid off my car. I will lease for a year at this place, and at the end of this year, I intend to have good enough credit to get into a place that I could bring friends to without worrying that we'll get shot at; but I'll tell you what; I'll Never Back Down.

The Bottom Line

A cowboy rides his horse up to a saloon.
All the patrons gawked as the cowboy kissed his horse on the butt before coming in and asking for a drink.
The bartender serves him and asks, "Mind if I ask why'd ya kiss your horse on the butt?"
The cowboy says, "It's 'cause I got chapped lips."
The bartender asks, "Does manure help them heal?"
Cowboy replies, "No, but it keeps me from licking them."

What's your Rapper Name?

My friends and I were talking, and it came up in conversation; what would your rapper name be? I told them mine would be fo'ty cent; kind of like fi'ty cent, but on sale, 20% off.

What's your Rapper Name?

Gotta Love It

Okay. So. It's monday... Gotta love it. I have started to get the urge for something different, which figures, since I've had the same job for just barely more than exactly one year... I get this feeling every time I stay in one job for this long. It's all psychological, I know, but I can't help it, and ignoring it, just makes me depressed, and grumpy. I try to not be like this, but, I guess I'm just one of those people who need to do different things, experience new things, go new places; and being tied to a desk 8 hours a day, everyday, just starts to feel stifling. Usually about this time, I start to have weird dreams; which I think is my subconscious screaming for an escape from my everyday. I try to write, but I just don't have the discipline to sit down, and organize my thoughts enough to seriously write something. Usually, I get a few notes down, maybe write a chapter or two, then I just lose interest, and don't touch it for a few months. 28 years old, and I just can't seem to settle on one career, and be happy for longer than a year. What's wrong with me? I don't know, maybe it's just the Monday Blues. Back at work after an extended weekend (don't get any ideas, my damn car broke down, again, $500 down the freakin' drain...) and I just don't want to be here anymore. Oh, well, Gotta Love It........

Family Guy

Hey, so I just found this website, and I think it is AWESOME!!!! You can watch every single episode of FamilyGuy for FREE!! Even the movie, Blue Harvest. Check it out!

Laptop Hell

Ok, so I just, finally, got my laptop working properly. I get up this morning, after reinstalling XP on it, again, last night, and find that my WIFI card is missing the drivers... aaaargh!!!! I search my computer stuff box, and no install cd. So, what do I have to do? Go around to stores and try to find a new card, because I obviously can't download the driver if I can't get on the internet... I finally find a reasonably priced card at Wal-Mart, $59 wireless G MIMO - (upper middle-class WIFI card), go to Borders, and find out that their extremely expensive T-Mobile Hotspot ($10/day, can you believe it?) is not working, no ETA for a fix, and the girl tells me to go to Starbucks!!!!! "Starbucks?!?!" I exclaim, "Are you joking? I hate that place!!!" Then the girl smiles, and tells me, "I like your reaction." :{ Knock me over with a sneeze, but I like this girl's spunk. Anyway, off to the public library I go, not expecting much, but lo and behold, I sign in, and it's better than my connection at home (which I am currently phishing from one or another of my neighbors)! 54Mbps!?!?! I only get 11 at home... I knew there was a reason I love the library. Anyway, smell ya'll laterz, gotsta bounze.

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Take Action

"I honestly think it's the biggest threat our nation has, even more so than terrorism or Islam."
That's from an Oklahoma lawmaker's speech about gay people.
You heard right. A secret recording has just emerged of State Rep. Sally Kern speaking to a Republican group in January, where she equates both sexual orientation and religion with terrorism.
She thought no one was listening. Now hundreds of thousands are. And despite her refusal to apologize, we won't let her get away with this.
Tell Oklahoma's governor and top legislators to publicly denounce Kern's remarks.
This recording, first released in a video by the Gay and Lesbian Victory Fund, is all the more troubling given the recent spate of hate violence against gay and transgender youth.
Last month in California, a 15-year-old boy, Lawrence King, who suffered taunting and bullying by his classmates because of his sexual orientation, was killed by one of those classmates – a 14-year-old boy. The week after Lawrence King's death saw the murder of another teen, this time a 17-year-old transgender youth in Fort Lauderdale, Florida.
Words matter. Especially words from elected officials. Rep. Kern's private feelings towards homosexuality and Islam are one thing. But public statements that encourage disrespect or violence towards those with whom she disagrees are completely unacceptable.
Write to Oklahoma's leaders immediately and tell them Kern's remarks must not be tolerated.
Here are a few more completely unfounded claims from her speech:
"The homosexual agenda is destroying this nation."
"No society that has totally embraced homosexuality has lasted for more than, you know, a few decades."
"What's happening now is they're going after, in schools, two-year-olds."
Kern must be held responsible. Please send this message to your friends and ask them to join you in taking action.
Thank you for speaking out at this critical time. And special thanks to the Gay and Lesbian Victory Fund for exposing this anti-gay bigot. To add your name to the Victory Fund's open letter to Rep. Sally Kern, click here: http://www.victoryfund.org/listening.

first entry

so,
I'm inspired by my friend dbo to write this blog... but, I'll tell you; you're gonna think I'm crazy. I have been told that serial killers and psychopathic murderers have had better childhoods than me, but that I am incredibly well-adjusted in spite of it. I'll try not to bore everyone with sob stories about my abusive "father" and what he did to me. Mostly, probably, I'll write what I think about certain issues that I feel strongly about. Let me warn you though, I am anything BUT p.c.