WTF
Kwame Kilpatrick,
You should have resigned. It would have been the most respectful thing you could have done for this city of Detroit. I get your reason to stand strong, but there's too much in your past as Mayor to stay after this.
Regards,
Me Labels: Detroit
Survey says!
Because I'm bored and a bit of lame, I stole a survey from the illustrious Stepho's LiveJournal. Oh yeah. It's classy. Like old school emo and shit.
1. Someone knocks on your window at 2 am, who is it?
The neighbor, asking if his friends can park in my driveway.
2. Your boss tells you he/she will give you a $20 raise if you'll do your job naked, do you stay?
I'm salary, so $20/year? NO.
3. Your boyfriend/girlfriend's ex calls and needs a tire change, do you let your boyfriend/girlfriend go?
No. I'd go for them. Then again, who knows? I'm single.
4. Ever seen a ghost?
I think so.
6. A reason you would move to Alaska?
If I could live comfortably without a lot of snow, sure.
7. A place you've lived that you miss?
There.
8. A person that you miss?
well, it's split between the Ohioans and the Braces.
9. A singer/group you thought was cool when you were little?
"Weird Al" Yankovic. Still do.
11. Wanna have kids before you're 30?
If I find the right woman, but odds are, we won't be married by then.
12. A memory from high school?
So many...
13. Ever have a crush on one of your parents friends?
No
14. Naughtiest thing you've done?
No comment...
15. Do you look more like your mom or dad?
Mom.
16. Something you've always wanted to learn how to do?
Rock out on a rock instrument
17. If you could be with one person who would it be?
No idea.
18. Do you work or go to school?
Work like a dog
19. Favorite place?
The Car
20. What do you want for Christmas?
Windows and insulation
22. Last item you bought yourself?
Books.
23. What did you have for breakfast?
Today -- Multivitamin
25. What's your ring tone?
The theme from Mega Man 2 for most people. Mom and dad, it's World 1-4 from Super Mario Bros., and for the ladies -- Robert Palmer's "Simply Irresistible"
26. How many hours of sleep do you get a night?
4-6
27. Have you ever been tied up?
Maybe, once?
28. What do you wish you were doing?
Romancing
29. Last time you witnessed a fight?
Physical or emotional? A couple weeks ago for the latter.
30. What was the last alcoholic beverage you drank?
A beer at the Sands.
31. If you were born the same year as your mom, would you be friends with
her?
She's good people.
32. If Zac Efron was the last person on Earth, would you be with him?
Who?
33. Do you like your hair pulled?
I'd say no. I'm still getting used to having hair.
36. Favorite food?
Mexican
38. Is bigger really better?
Dunno.
39. What do you think of Angelina Jolie?
Eh.
40. Name a friend you have the most in common with?
Louie.
41. What color is your shirt?
Maroon
42. Last person you talked with on the phone?
Sean
43.Last person you saw?
Justin
44. Have you traveled to Europe?
Not yet.
45. Last movie you watched in theaters and who with?
Superbad. Myself. I'm a rebel.
46. If you could be anything in the world what would it be?
Your Personal Hero.
48. Last board/card game you played?
Set
49. Leather or lace?
For general wear? Leather. On a woman? Lace.
50. Ever gotten hurt playing a sport?
Yeah Labels: meme
Waste some time...
Hey kids.
You want to waste some time?
Look no further.
You can thank me later. And just so you know, I was able to find all the hidden items.
Can you?
Ink and Jokes
So, my good friend Stepho finally got the tattoo she's been talking about...
 It's a kidney and crossbones to commemorate the successful transplant which occurred on December 23, 2005. Both Steph and her brother Skip have gotten the same tattoo. I hear Skip's is on his shoulder and in color. Steph's is... well... In other news, here's some humor I found on Hockey Zombie that is probably just wrong due to recent events, but I still find it incredibly funny. (If you don't get the whole thing, watch the news and this.) Labels: humor, skip, stepho
Thoughts, thanks PostSecret
It's not my postcard, but...
 This just got me thinking about all the people in our lives and how after the years roll on, it gets harder and harder to remember the moments which shined so brightly. I mean, look back. I remember having a friend named Billy, but I can barely remember hanging out with the guy. I have a hard time remembering my past dogs, or the old house on Beaverland. I don't even remember first grade. It's hard to remember my grandfather's nuances, or just how someone spoke when you knew they cared... At any rate, these things used to be so vivid, and now, so faded. I've probably lost my man card for this post, and it will probably be furthered by my choice to start cutting beer out of my diet. I need to lose weight and get in better shape. I think I'll phase it out for a while. Also, in totally unrelated flow, this reminds me of Stepho, but is more likely a possible incident around her brother, Skip. And Stepho, can I post your artistic addition, or will yo uget off your booty and do it? Labels: thoughts
Star Trek! Under Construction
What?
This.
For the win.
One thing: Winona Ryder? (edit: Okay, bit part.)
Jennifer Morrison better be Kirk's yeoman. Like giggety. Labels: star trek
Corruption of childhood (NSFW)
As a kid, I liked Duck Tales. It was a fun show. The initial mini-series was brilliant with the lost treasure of Atlantis. It introduced you to most of the antagonists and gave a great story to bring out all the traits in the main characters.
I clicked on a video a friend posted about this show.... (NSFW)
You know, in today's world, it just doesn't surprise me... Labels: disney, humor
Tom Cruise / Scientology
As we all know, Tom Cruise is batshit crazy.
Gawker has this article which showcases a recruitment video for the Church of Scientology.
It's creepy as all hell. Labels: wtf
Thoughts of friends
I don't have much to say other than this reminds me of Steph and Garvin like mad.
I mean, if they were in Atlanta, I'd have thought one of them was involved.
That's it, folks. Labels: garvin, humor, stepho
A Seinfeldian post
... because it's really about nothing.
So, I've failed at blogging once a day. Ah well. I was hoping I'd be able to stick with it longer, but I really just can't seem to formulate the words very well.
And on some levels, that bothers me.
I used to be able to write. I used to be able to just expound on something for pages to the point where it completely warps into something else. Now, I just can't hold the focus. I mean, it's taken two hours to get to this point of this post. I just don't get it. I can't write at all. And the only reason I'm writing now is because I feel I should, but I don't have anything to say other than bitch about not being able to write something worth reading.
Why you are even reading this now, I'm not sure.
Since I'm trying to add more fun content to each post, watch this badly created music video. Why? Because, it's there. Why is it bad? Just watch. It's a horrid idea for this song. It conveys crap, and really has no connection to the song other than a few futile attempts. Like they had the set so had to shoot something there...
And now -- some song lyrics I'm digging at the moment, because they just seem to resonate. "I've come a long way and now I'm me
The darkest river that meets the sea
And all those lights on the harbor seem
To be sparklin' in bittersweet
I'm a survivor my heart is tough
I'm hangin' in there and that's enough
Shake, trip, shimmy and we'd do the bump
Everybody swingin' to the
Brown derby jump"
~Cherry Poppin' Daddies, "Brown Derby Jump" Labels: meh
Happy birthday Chuck!
Ladies,
It's Chuck's birthday.
 You should send him love and naughty pictures. Happy birthday bro. Labels: birthday
Ingrown toenail: Fixed
 Lovely, eh? That's post cutting, pre-wrapping. Note the cotton swab jammed in there. That's it for now. Labels: health, toe
Since I was tagged...
Dear thirteen year old self:
Just go for it. It's the best advice I can give you.
Sincerely,
Twenty-eight year old self.
American Gladiators: Verdict and Vulgar
The American Gladiators gathering went off well. There were some great moments, lots of jokes, and some reminiscing of the old show. I've come to the conclusion that it will never be better than the original show, but still, it's fun. I don't like that you can essentially shoot basketball shots in Powerball, but that's what happens when the scoring cylinder openings are as large as they made them.
I've got everything cleaned up, and I'm just getting ready for bed. I've got a long week ahead of me, so I need to be ready to kick some ass.
On another note: Anyone have my copy of "Vulgar"? I can't seem to find it.
Things I've done today
Well, I've already risen from the crypt, did some work, went to breakfast with Mom, did some grocery shopping, and started some laundry.
So far, I'm accomplished.
I'm excited for American Gladiators. It sounds almost retarded, but I just don't care. AG is good wholesome athletic fun, and I hope a contender lands on his head falling from the pyramid or takes an Assault shot to the groin. There just better be some Powerball action tonight as that game is the bomb-diggety.
AG Gathering
So, I've decided to host a small get-together Sunday night. The reason:
AMERICAN GLADIATORS!I loved this show as a kid, and I even managed to go to a live taping. It was awesome. A lot of the best events are in the new show: Assault, Joust, Powerball, Hang Tough... and The Eliminator. They have other events too, but come on. Do we need more than the ones I've already mentioned? Fine, I'll give you Gauntlet and Pyramid. I'll even give you Earthquake, as that looks pretty sweet. So, the show airs at 9pm tomorrow. I figure anytime after 7pm. for hanging out, maybe a flick or games. But at 9pm, it's Gladiator time.
Toe
So, yeah. What do I plan on doing tonight?
I'd like to be out with some friends partying, or even sitting somewhere watching movies or just hanging out.
Instead, I'll probably be attempting to soak my foot in epsom salts and performing home surgery to alleviate an ingrown toenail.
Sounds delicious, doesn't it?
Oh yeah. I've had this ailment before, and only once have I needed actual medical attention. But, my hang up is actually going to see a doctor about this kind of thing. Every other time, I'd been able to withstand the pain until I was able to clip the culprit section of nail, or the issue had just went away after I drained the infected part of the toe.
So, I think this weekend it'll be "operation: the real version" for me, trying to stand the waves of pain the corner of my toe generates at the mere touch of anything, before resigning to actual medical attention next week.
(Metro Detroit folk, let me know if you know of a good podiatrist who could take care of this. Preferably one who does not resemble Col. Potter from M*A*S*H (my oral surgeon), or Dr. Satan from House of 1,000 Corpses.)
I however, do not want to be "chillin'". Why?
Because.
Bro rape is NOT cool. You know what? I just made the appointment for Monday morning. I shall have a fixed toe, dammit.
First Meh Post of 2008
So, I already screwed up the thought of posting every day. Yeah I know. It's only the third of January. I get teh fail.
So be it.
I had some ideas of what to write about, but I can't think of them now. Ah well. It's bowling night, tonight. I plan on doing better than last week as I completely fell apart.
That's it for now.
Welcome 2008
It was a relatively quiet New Year's Eve, but I spent it with some good friends, and good times were had. Roads were tricky, but once you got moving, you were set.
Here's to everyone having a good 2008.
Salut.
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