Wednesday, June 29, 2005
History Repeats
Gilbert: "There is one difference. In a democracy, the people have some
say in the matter through their elected representatives, and in the United States only Congress can declare wars."
Goering: "Oh, that is all well and good, but, voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same way in any country."
In an interview with Gilbert in Goering's jail cell during the Nuremberg War Crimes Trials (18 April 1946).
Hermann Wilhelm Goering (12 January 1893 - 15 October 1946) Nazi founder of the Gestapo, Head of the Luftwaffe.
Sounds a bit familiar doesn't it? The denouncing of people against the war as unpatriotic and saying how much danger we are in.
Now first and foremost I will say I was against the war. Not because I am against war or against Bush its just that there was no profit to be had in this war. War should only be for two things. To protect your country's borders/people and for profit. The first one is noble and the second one is dubious I will admit that.
Now if Bush had said," Look, we are going to war because we can't find Osama and want to take your attention away from how miserably we are handling security concerns on the homefront, and also we will go in there and take all the oil for America." That would have been something. Instead they talk about bring democracy like bringing a cake to the office on a birthday. "Who would like a big slice of freedom?"
Before we went to war, I was talking with a guy I used to work with who was in Korea and Vietnam. We agreed there was no way to just get in, get rid of Hussain (which was really the point) and get out. It just isn't done like that. I hate to say it but democracy isn't that big of a concern in that part of the world. Their society has been around for thousands of years and the have had Kings and Pharaohs and Shahs and Sheiks, and Sultans; but no democracy. They like to say they are the cradle of civilization and yet they are barely out of the stone age. And it does piss them off. And it should. But to sound like a Dr.Phil rip off, they should look inside themselves to fix their problems not blame others. But they are human and humans make mistakes, that's fine, just take off the damn explosive belt and chill out.
One side note. If like Italy showed up and said they were going to take out our government because it was corrupt and spreading weapons of mass destruction across the globe,(which less face it is more or less true), I would be one of the first to get an explosive belt and hand it to some kid. Hell I am not blowing myself up--you stupid or something?
I was listening to some Notorious B.I.G today. Biggie Smalls. For those who don't know he was only one of the best rappers to ever hit the mike. His rhymes were stories, like movies with words. Sometimes violent, funny, misogynistic, bragadocious, but always smooth and well done. If you don't like rap that's fair, too each his own. But if you say that it is crap you need to read his lyrics...then try to follow along. Its poetry and its probably not meant for you anyway.
Just for the record I been into rap since I was a kid. I grew up in the projects in New London and knew and was friends with black and white and Puerto Rican--so I am not new to rap music. I go back to the old school, at least '86 or '85. I never rapped or even breakdanced but in JR high I had a pair of red on white Adiddas with checkerboard laces ala Run DMC. Was I frontin? Maybe. I also listen to rock as hard as can be and sitting here within two feet of me I got Guns and Roses, Biggie and the Prodigy. So I know music. I love music. I listen to all kinds of music. So if I say something is good it is and if you don't like my opinion or disagree, what do I care? Its American and opinions are like assholes, most are shitty and stink and aren't well explored. Boing!
Well, I think that's it. I have ranted enough for tonight. I hope you leave a comment and let me know how much you hate me and hey...pass it on to a friend if you liked and don't get any on ya....Laterzzz....
say in the matter through their elected representatives, and in the United States only Congress can declare wars."
Goering: "Oh, that is all well and good, but, voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same way in any country."
In an interview with Gilbert in Goering's jail cell during the Nuremberg War Crimes Trials (18 April 1946).
Hermann Wilhelm Goering (12 January 1893 - 15 October 1946) Nazi founder of the Gestapo, Head of the Luftwaffe.
Sounds a bit familiar doesn't it? The denouncing of people against the war as unpatriotic and saying how much danger we are in.
Now first and foremost I will say I was against the war. Not because I am against war or against Bush its just that there was no profit to be had in this war. War should only be for two things. To protect your country's borders/people and for profit. The first one is noble and the second one is dubious I will admit that.
Now if Bush had said," Look, we are going to war because we can't find Osama and want to take your attention away from how miserably we are handling security concerns on the homefront, and also we will go in there and take all the oil for America." That would have been something. Instead they talk about bring democracy like bringing a cake to the office on a birthday. "Who would like a big slice of freedom?"
Before we went to war, I was talking with a guy I used to work with who was in Korea and Vietnam. We agreed there was no way to just get in, get rid of Hussain (which was really the point) and get out. It just isn't done like that. I hate to say it but democracy isn't that big of a concern in that part of the world. Their society has been around for thousands of years and the have had Kings and Pharaohs and Shahs and Sheiks, and Sultans; but no democracy. They like to say they are the cradle of civilization and yet they are barely out of the stone age. And it does piss them off. And it should. But to sound like a Dr.Phil rip off, they should look inside themselves to fix their problems not blame others. But they are human and humans make mistakes, that's fine, just take off the damn explosive belt and chill out.
One side note. If like Italy showed up and said they were going to take out our government because it was corrupt and spreading weapons of mass destruction across the globe,(which less face it is more or less true), I would be one of the first to get an explosive belt and hand it to some kid. Hell I am not blowing myself up--you stupid or something?
I was listening to some Notorious B.I.G today. Biggie Smalls. For those who don't know he was only one of the best rappers to ever hit the mike. His rhymes were stories, like movies with words. Sometimes violent, funny, misogynistic, bragadocious, but always smooth and well done. If you don't like rap that's fair, too each his own. But if you say that it is crap you need to read his lyrics...then try to follow along. Its poetry and its probably not meant for you anyway.
Just for the record I been into rap since I was a kid. I grew up in the projects in New London and knew and was friends with black and white and Puerto Rican--so I am not new to rap music. I go back to the old school, at least '86 or '85. I never rapped or even breakdanced but in JR high I had a pair of red on white Adiddas with checkerboard laces ala Run DMC. Was I frontin? Maybe. I also listen to rock as hard as can be and sitting here within two feet of me I got Guns and Roses, Biggie and the Prodigy. So I know music. I love music. I listen to all kinds of music. So if I say something is good it is and if you don't like my opinion or disagree, what do I care? Its American and opinions are like assholes, most are shitty and stink and aren't well explored. Boing!
Well, I think that's it. I have ranted enough for tonight. I hope you leave a comment and let me know how much you hate me and hey...pass it on to a friend if you liked and don't get any on ya....Laterzzz....
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Might as well just skip this one.
I am here in front of the monitor, naked, but that is not important right now. What is important is that I am trying to think what I should write about today. Maybe I will ask the the cat.
"Dakota," I say," what should I write about?"
"Fuck if I know?" she says. "Why in the blue hell are you fucking asking me motherfucker? I don't give a shit what you write about asshole, I can't read you damn fuckup. Leave me the fuck alone!" She then walked out of the room. I don't know whether to be more to be more upset with the cat talking or with the fact that it has a mouth like a trucker. Either way, no help there.
I looked at the news. Girl killed by shark. Kids found in trunk. Iraq. Nothing good at all. I could write about that but I don't feel like talking seriously right now. I am not in a serious mood. Do I look like I am serious?
I watched a movie called "Orgasmo" this weekend. It was made by the guys who do South Park. (Is that one word?) They did it before SP became popular. It was funnyish. Kind of a take off on porn movies, Hollywood, stuff like that. Go to www.IMDB.com if you want a full synopsis. I generally don't recap. It was about a Mormon who gets into the porno business. So I guess I did just recap it. It was a 3 out of 5 stars movie. I don't think it goes on my must see list.
Let's see, I get paid tomorrow. Good. I don't get paid much. Bad. I have Tuesday and Wednesday off, Good. I have nothing interesting planned. Bad. I have to work Thursday through Sunday. Bad. I still have a job and haven't been fired for being grossly incompetent. Good, I guess.
That's gonna be it for now. Unless inspiration strikes me later. I just can't seem to get into the mood to write. It's not writers block--I just can't think of what to say. This definitely goes on the list of crappy rants. Maybe that is it? I didn't rant. I need to get all righteously indignant about something or just spout off like it matters what I think. Maybe next time....Laterzzz.
"Dakota," I say," what should I write about?"
"Fuck if I know?" she says. "Why in the blue hell are you fucking asking me motherfucker? I don't give a shit what you write about asshole, I can't read you damn fuckup. Leave me the fuck alone!" She then walked out of the room. I don't know whether to be more to be more upset with the cat talking or with the fact that it has a mouth like a trucker. Either way, no help there.
I looked at the news. Girl killed by shark. Kids found in trunk. Iraq. Nothing good at all. I could write about that but I don't feel like talking seriously right now. I am not in a serious mood. Do I look like I am serious?
I watched a movie called "Orgasmo" this weekend. It was made by the guys who do South Park. (Is that one word?) They did it before SP became popular. It was funnyish. Kind of a take off on porn movies, Hollywood, stuff like that. Go to www.IMDB.com if you want a full synopsis. I generally don't recap. It was about a Mormon who gets into the porno business. So I guess I did just recap it. It was a 3 out of 5 stars movie. I don't think it goes on my must see list.
Let's see, I get paid tomorrow. Good. I don't get paid much. Bad. I have Tuesday and Wednesday off, Good. I have nothing interesting planned. Bad. I have to work Thursday through Sunday. Bad. I still have a job and haven't been fired for being grossly incompetent. Good, I guess.
That's gonna be it for now. Unless inspiration strikes me later. I just can't seem to get into the mood to write. It's not writers block--I just can't think of what to say. This definitely goes on the list of crappy rants. Maybe that is it? I didn't rant. I need to get all righteously indignant about something or just spout off like it matters what I think. Maybe next time....Laterzzz.
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
One of those days..
I just want to write so that I can say that I did today. I just ain't in the mood to care about being semi-witty right now. To quote Bob Dylan, "...that old dark cloud is coming down, feels like I'm knocking on Heaven's door."
I just want to curl up for a bit and let the world pass me by. I got anger and selfpity swirling right now so I am going to end this rant cause I don't want this to turn into whinyBiff.com. Or maybe it is too late for that?
Saw 3 movies within the last two days.
"National Treasure"--Nick Cage. Wasn't as bad as I had heard. Kinda simplistic but a good watch overall.
"Be Cool"--Sequel to "Get Shorty". "Get Shorty" was a really good movie. This one wasn't. It was ok but the whole music business part of it was just stupid. Plus the girl in it was an ok singer but she didn't pop like she should have for the character. She wasn't a bad actress. It was just an uneven movie.
"I Robot"--Will Smith. It was like National Treasure, better than I thought it would be but better than that movie. Nothing Earth shattering though.
I didn't rate these movies. You want ratings or indepth reviews go somewhere else. I don't have time to cater to your fucking whims. Hell, I give opinions about what I want and if you don't like it just go away. I will still be here writing either way. So read or don't, call me an asshole, wouldn't be the first time, but I am just not in the mood to care. Giving a shit what others think is something that I am not in the mood for right now. It ain't like anyone reads this shit. I know I don't.
Man, I really am in a random acts of violence kinda mood right now. Maybe I should abuse the cat? I read that abusing animals is one of the early marks of a kid who might become a serial killer. I can believe it. I mean if you can hurt something innocent like that what is to stop you from hurting a person when people as a group are far from innocent? You notice how these killers always pick young boys or women? Why don't they have football player serial killers? No one is luring a 300lb line backer into their van and trying to kidnap them. I think its cause killers are mostly cowards. They think they are hunters but they are actually scavengers picking off the young and weak. I say if you find a kid torturing an animal you might have to consider heavily medicating that kid, lobotomy, or just ending them. Someone who does shit like that is just wired wrong and I don't think we need people like that in society. Whatever you do keep them away from child psycologists. Now that is a waste of skin. I don't have time to go into that now but I will...Laterzzz...
I just want to curl up for a bit and let the world pass me by. I got anger and selfpity swirling right now so I am going to end this rant cause I don't want this to turn into whinyBiff.com. Or maybe it is too late for that?
Saw 3 movies within the last two days.
"National Treasure"--Nick Cage. Wasn't as bad as I had heard. Kinda simplistic but a good watch overall.
"Be Cool"--Sequel to "Get Shorty". "Get Shorty" was a really good movie. This one wasn't. It was ok but the whole music business part of it was just stupid. Plus the girl in it was an ok singer but she didn't pop like she should have for the character. She wasn't a bad actress. It was just an uneven movie.
"I Robot"--Will Smith. It was like National Treasure, better than I thought it would be but better than that movie. Nothing Earth shattering though.
I didn't rate these movies. You want ratings or indepth reviews go somewhere else. I don't have time to cater to your fucking whims. Hell, I give opinions about what I want and if you don't like it just go away. I will still be here writing either way. So read or don't, call me an asshole, wouldn't be the first time, but I am just not in the mood to care. Giving a shit what others think is something that I am not in the mood for right now. It ain't like anyone reads this shit. I know I don't.
Man, I really am in a random acts of violence kinda mood right now. Maybe I should abuse the cat? I read that abusing animals is one of the early marks of a kid who might become a serial killer. I can believe it. I mean if you can hurt something innocent like that what is to stop you from hurting a person when people as a group are far from innocent? You notice how these killers always pick young boys or women? Why don't they have football player serial killers? No one is luring a 300lb line backer into their van and trying to kidnap them. I think its cause killers are mostly cowards. They think they are hunters but they are actually scavengers picking off the young and weak. I say if you find a kid torturing an animal you might have to consider heavily medicating that kid, lobotomy, or just ending them. Someone who does shit like that is just wired wrong and I don't think we need people like that in society. Whatever you do keep them away from child psycologists. Now that is a waste of skin. I don't have time to go into that now but I will...Laterzzz...
Productive Day
Hi kids. Your old uncle Biff got a lot of stuff done today. Don't that just make you feel proud? It does me. Hey, is calling myself Uncle Biff kinda creepy or is that just me. Yeah its creepy.
So I got my hair chopped off and let me tell you it was about damn time. I am just glad that they don't charge by the pound. Now I got a nice short haircut, close to a crew but not. I have got to go to the shop more often so that I can maintain a decent length. I just don't feel like it that often. And I don't know, I have never been that comfortable going to the barber. Maybe if it was a sexy hottie and not some old guy cutting my hair things would be better. I don't have stylist money though. To hell with that, I would rather use a weed wacker then pay fifty bucks or more for a haircut. Did I mention I was cheap? Don't get me wrong, I will spend money on thing that are worth it, ie--a special lady (no, not a hooker, you freak). Otherwise it is all about the Benjamins baby.
Back to my productive morning--I got the haircut, did some laundry, threw out some garbage, hung my laundry and this was all in the space of about 3hours. I really can't believe I did it all. I do have to give credit to the fact that I decided to go to sleep and took an Ambian when I went to sleep. My God those things are great! You get to actually get some sleep and then you wake up refreshed. What a fucking awsome concept. I got to go to the doctor and get a prescription. Don't say anything but the pills I have now where given to me by a friend. Thanks Karen.
Then I came to work. Yeah. Way to end a productive day. Laterzzz...
So I got my hair chopped off and let me tell you it was about damn time. I am just glad that they don't charge by the pound. Now I got a nice short haircut, close to a crew but not. I have got to go to the shop more often so that I can maintain a decent length. I just don't feel like it that often. And I don't know, I have never been that comfortable going to the barber. Maybe if it was a sexy hottie and not some old guy cutting my hair things would be better. I don't have stylist money though. To hell with that, I would rather use a weed wacker then pay fifty bucks or more for a haircut. Did I mention I was cheap? Don't get me wrong, I will spend money on thing that are worth it, ie--a special lady (no, not a hooker, you freak). Otherwise it is all about the Benjamins baby.
Back to my productive morning--I got the haircut, did some laundry, threw out some garbage, hung my laundry and this was all in the space of about 3hours. I really can't believe I did it all. I do have to give credit to the fact that I decided to go to sleep and took an Ambian when I went to sleep. My God those things are great! You get to actually get some sleep and then you wake up refreshed. What a fucking awsome concept. I got to go to the doctor and get a prescription. Don't say anything but the pills I have now where given to me by a friend. Thanks Karen.
Then I came to work. Yeah. Way to end a productive day. Laterzzz...
Monday, June 20, 2005
Stuff
"You buy a house to keep your stuff in--
Then you have so much stuff you need a bigger house. You work your tail off to buy a bigger house and then buy more stuff to fill it--" poorly paraphased from the Great George Carlin
"The possesions you own end up owning you..."--Not sure who but it aplies.
I try not to want. I need food, water, a place to live, and it's getting so I need a car if the bus schedules get any tighter and cabs get any more expensive. But I do try not to want. I don't want more things to clutter up my small apartment and my life. I don't want bills to pay for things. I don't want to bust my ass for my minimal salary only to blow it on toys. I try not to want but I do.
I want a new phone. Mine works but it is old. I want one of those cool new phones with all the gizmos and gadgets and beeps and I want it to play "Wild Thing" when it rings. I want a computer, a laptop, so I can download music and video and be all in the information fastlane. I want an ipod to keep the music on. I want a booming system and I guess a huge TV that would take up the side of my apartment. I guess I would need a bigger place, a house to keep my giant TV. I want a washer and dryer so I don't have to go to the laundry room. I want this. I want that. I need very little.
I try not to want. It is hard. I am human and once our needs are set we live by wants. I want a girl. I want many girls. Maybe I need one to love? That gets into a gray area and I know I am not ready to go there. Besides, people are not possesions. If you think they are you deserve to lose them.
I want not to want. I think I need to try harder. But I still want a new phone. Laterzzz..
Then you have so much stuff you need a bigger house. You work your tail off to buy a bigger house and then buy more stuff to fill it--" poorly paraphased from the Great George Carlin
"The possesions you own end up owning you..."--Not sure who but it aplies.
I try not to want. I need food, water, a place to live, and it's getting so I need a car if the bus schedules get any tighter and cabs get any more expensive. But I do try not to want. I don't want more things to clutter up my small apartment and my life. I don't want bills to pay for things. I don't want to bust my ass for my minimal salary only to blow it on toys. I try not to want but I do.
I want a new phone. Mine works but it is old. I want one of those cool new phones with all the gizmos and gadgets and beeps and I want it to play "Wild Thing" when it rings. I want a computer, a laptop, so I can download music and video and be all in the information fastlane. I want an ipod to keep the music on. I want a booming system and I guess a huge TV that would take up the side of my apartment. I guess I would need a bigger place, a house to keep my giant TV. I want a washer and dryer so I don't have to go to the laundry room. I want this. I want that. I need very little.
I try not to want. It is hard. I am human and once our needs are set we live by wants. I want a girl. I want many girls. Maybe I need one to love? That gets into a gray area and I know I am not ready to go there. Besides, people are not possesions. If you think they are you deserve to lose them.
I want not to want. I think I need to try harder. But I still want a new phone. Laterzzz..
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Swinging Saturday
I got tomorrow off! (Slight pause while I do the Biff has tomorrow off dance. It is really to disgusting to describe but imagine if you will a cat trying to hock up a hairball--in a blender. Not pretty,) Ok I am back. Yeah I got tomorrow off and let's see if I actually get anything done. I desperately need to get a haircut. It is just a mish-mash of lengths and totally unmanagable. I need to go to the supermarket mainly for the reason that I need to go to the bank and get quarters and I also need soda. My sweet ambrosia. Yes I am additcted to the sticky brown substance of diet cola. I know with the Nutrasweet in it I am probably destroying my brain, but let's be honest here, I am not using it for much anyway. I also need coffee. Can you detect a caffine theme here? Also toilet paper; excuse me, bathroom tissue. When did one become the other I wonder? Then I need some random food, but I hate buying food. It just gets eaten. Ok, before you say, "But Biff you are supposed to eat food." Look at it this way: where I work they feed you. You can eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner. It is actually figured out as part of your pay in a complex equation that only accountants and lawyers that are spawned or eat accountants understand. So when I have to buy food I feel like I am wasting my money because I am just going to have to eat it. I hate eating and I love eating. Eating and me have a bad bad relationship. Eating is central to living. But one should not live to eat you eat to live. But that is so hard to do alot of the time because sometimes my eyes are bigger than my stomach and that, believe me, is hard. As Americans we have the bigger is better mentality and it is hard to shake that, especially when it comes to food. It also has to do with the fact that some of the best times I have ever had involve food. Dinners and family gatherings and holidays. It is easy to mark the times of the year not on a calander but on a dinner plate. Lord knows I have been trying not to. But it is hard so hard. So...does anyone know what time McDonalds closes? Just wondering. HaHaHa Actually I don't eat Micky D's food that often and I don't think that I will ever eat the fries again. Why? Well, if you ever rent DVD's get a copy of Supersize me. On the special features there is a section with the fries in it. Let's just put it this way--have you ever dropped a fry on the floor of you car? What happened to it? Did it look just the same after being there for months and months? Now you know why I have sworn off MD's fries specifically and am dubious about fries in general.
I do like Sublime though. Been listening to one of their compilation CD's in the office today. Good music for a Saturday afternoon. Got to keep it low though. They use the naughty language and adult themes--which I find quite enjoyable. Speaking of adult themes, on CNN they were going to have a report on G-rated films. From what I know of the topic it was that G films are making money and that has hollywood all a quiver. Well duh, they make money. It's a simple reason why: parents will use any excuse to get the screaming brats out of the house. Take it from me, no one wants to be home with their children. They use video's to keep the little rugrats entertained because unlike the old days you can't just send the kids outside to play. And don't give me the crap about kidnappers, you wanna know the biggest problem? There is no where for the kids to play because of the lawyers. You can't have playgrounds because of insurance. Empty lots now have razor wire around them so kids can't play there. Hell, in most suburbs now adays you can't even walk anywhere because nobody builds sidewalks anymore.Then we bitch that the kids are hyperactive and overweight...
Shit, I had to stop writing because it was time to go home. I totally lost my train of thought so I am going to end this rant right here. Sorry bout that, Laterzzz...
I do like Sublime though. Been listening to one of their compilation CD's in the office today. Good music for a Saturday afternoon. Got to keep it low though. They use the naughty language and adult themes--which I find quite enjoyable. Speaking of adult themes, on CNN they were going to have a report on G-rated films. From what I know of the topic it was that G films are making money and that has hollywood all a quiver. Well duh, they make money. It's a simple reason why: parents will use any excuse to get the screaming brats out of the house. Take it from me, no one wants to be home with their children. They use video's to keep the little rugrats entertained because unlike the old days you can't just send the kids outside to play. And don't give me the crap about kidnappers, you wanna know the biggest problem? There is no where for the kids to play because of the lawyers. You can't have playgrounds because of insurance. Empty lots now have razor wire around them so kids can't play there. Hell, in most suburbs now adays you can't even walk anywhere because nobody builds sidewalks anymore.Then we bitch that the kids are hyperactive and overweight...
Shit, I had to stop writing because it was time to go home. I totally lost my train of thought so I am going to end this rant right here. Sorry bout that, Laterzzz...
Friday, June 17, 2005
Tough Times
Earthquakes in California. Probably the big one. Draught in the midwest. Dustbowl 2005. Red Tide on the east coast. Beaches closed. Sharks in Florida. Surfers and bathers beware! One could get the impression that the world is in the last days. If one wanted to. Otherwise you could just sit back and enjoy the show.
When it comes to California I am of two minds. One, I think on some level it would be kind of cool for it to fall into the ocean. Then I think of all the people in California; and I think how cool if it fell into the ocean. No really that would be a bitch and a half for the United States, and probably for the world. Most of the best porno in the world comes from Cali. It might open some primo ocean side property in Nevada though,so that is an upside. What I really feel when I hear about this stuff is kinda sad. I am stuck here in Connecticut. I want to be in these places and see them before all the really bad shit hits them. And somedays, watching TV or just reading on the web I almost feel like the end is near. And I am still stuck here.
I got to get the hell out of this pissant little state! I want to go. I want to travel. I want to get on my motorcycle or in my car and take off. I have no car. I have no motorcycle. Who knows when I will?
Shit now I am bummed out. Thinking about natural disasters always gets me down. And it is all about me you know. At least this tiny corner of the web is. ME!ME!ME!ME!ME! It's my splatter. Don't get any on you. Laterzzz...
When it comes to California I am of two minds. One, I think on some level it would be kind of cool for it to fall into the ocean. Then I think of all the people in California; and I think how cool if it fell into the ocean. No really that would be a bitch and a half for the United States, and probably for the world. Most of the best porno in the world comes from Cali. It might open some primo ocean side property in Nevada though,so that is an upside. What I really feel when I hear about this stuff is kinda sad. I am stuck here in Connecticut. I want to be in these places and see them before all the really bad shit hits them. And somedays, watching TV or just reading on the web I almost feel like the end is near. And I am still stuck here.
I got to get the hell out of this pissant little state! I want to go. I want to travel. I want to get on my motorcycle or in my car and take off. I have no car. I have no motorcycle. Who knows when I will?
Shit now I am bummed out. Thinking about natural disasters always gets me down. And it is all about me you know. At least this tiny corner of the web is. ME!ME!ME!ME!ME! It's my splatter. Don't get any on you. Laterzzz...
I have got to be either bored or stupid.
I mean explain what the hell am I doing on this thing right now? I have come to the conclusion that the internet is one big waste of time. It should be brought down and destroyed. The only good thing about it is porno. I mean runaways and crack ho's have to have a place to be exploited too don't they? There are only so many politicians.
Speaking of which it is finally coming out the the Bush machine had no plan for what they were gonna do once they went to war. They were like"Wanna go to war? Sure. Let's find someone to bomb. How about Iraq? Didn't we bomb them already? Yeah...that's why it will be easy."
I swear what did they think would happen? That the Iraqis would say," Ok you guys bombed the shit out of our country but thanks for all the tasty democracy!" Uh no.
These arn't democracy loving people. That's a fact. Everyone knows what democracy is. This is the year 2005. If these countries under dictators wanted freedom they could rise up and take it. So either they don't want freedom or they are pussies. Freedom ain't for pussies. It's messy and is a responsibility. If you ain't willing to kill or die to be free you need to shut the fuck up and bow to your masters.
But Bush got his war. Or should I say Cheney. and no one cares. Michael Jackson gets more press. I care--but not really. It's about time to write the whole country off and start again. I think we need some riots and burning and anarchy to set the teeter totter straight again. At the very least maybe I can get a new T.V. in the confusion. Laterzzz...
Speaking of which it is finally coming out the the Bush machine had no plan for what they were gonna do once they went to war. They were like"Wanna go to war? Sure. Let's find someone to bomb. How about Iraq? Didn't we bomb them already? Yeah...that's why it will be easy."
I swear what did they think would happen? That the Iraqis would say," Ok you guys bombed the shit out of our country but thanks for all the tasty democracy!" Uh no.
These arn't democracy loving people. That's a fact. Everyone knows what democracy is. This is the year 2005. If these countries under dictators wanted freedom they could rise up and take it. So either they don't want freedom or they are pussies. Freedom ain't for pussies. It's messy and is a responsibility. If you ain't willing to kill or die to be free you need to shut the fuck up and bow to your masters.
But Bush got his war. Or should I say Cheney. and no one cares. Michael Jackson gets more press. I care--but not really. It's about time to write the whole country off and start again. I think we need some riots and burning and anarchy to set the teeter totter straight again. At the very least maybe I can get a new T.V. in the confusion. Laterzzz...
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Day off nothing done
I didn't do shit today. It was my day off and I got nothing accomplished.
There was a bright spot. Talked to an old girlfriend of mine online. She was actually way more than that. I could swear must of knew her in another life. Not together anymore but that is just the way the cookie crumble. That would be a chocolate chip cookie. I like chocolate chip cookies but then who doesn't.
Don't trust anyone who doesn't like chocolate. That's a good fucking motto. I mean, for you not to like chocolate you must be fucked up on some base level, right? And this is from me. I am fucked up on enough levels to know.
I am going to end this now. I have to get up and get a haircut. I hate getting haircuts. I never get a good one. I don't think its the barber I just got weird hair. When I was a kid my nickname was Bushy. My hair was wild. Still is. If I didn't have to be all professional at work I would just let it go wild.
Damn. Work. Got to be there in 13 hours. That sucks. As Americans we really need to band together and eliminate this work crap. And I don't mean by getting all these illegals or sending our jobs overseas.(That is a rant for another day). Getting rid of work would be a noble cause that everyone could get behind.
That's it see you Laterzzz...
There was a bright spot. Talked to an old girlfriend of mine online. She was actually way more than that. I could swear must of knew her in another life. Not together anymore but that is just the way the cookie crumble. That would be a chocolate chip cookie. I like chocolate chip cookies but then who doesn't.
Don't trust anyone who doesn't like chocolate. That's a good fucking motto. I mean, for you not to like chocolate you must be fucked up on some base level, right? And this is from me. I am fucked up on enough levels to know.
I am going to end this now. I have to get up and get a haircut. I hate getting haircuts. I never get a good one. I don't think its the barber I just got weird hair. When I was a kid my nickname was Bushy. My hair was wild. Still is. If I didn't have to be all professional at work I would just let it go wild.
Damn. Work. Got to be there in 13 hours. That sucks. As Americans we really need to band together and eliminate this work crap. And I don't mean by getting all these illegals or sending our jobs overseas.(That is a rant for another day). Getting rid of work would be a noble cause that everyone could get behind.
That's it see you Laterzzz...
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Cactus Jack
I am watching a wrestling DVD. It is the second disc of a wrestling disc. It is the best of Mick Foley aka Cactus Jack aka Mankind aka The Hardcore Legend. It's fucking sweet. I don't watch as much wrestling as I used to and I miss it. So this DVD is the shit. Damn. Triple H is wearing the Crimson Mask. That means his face is covered in blood. Did I say this is sweet? Mick Foley is a guy who love wrestling and no matter that people said he was shit and would never be the top of the game, he rose to be one of the most respected in the field. He has written 3 or 4 books that made the bestsellers list and unlike a lot of writers out there (James Patterson, Michael Critein, Grisom) he actually wrote his own damn books. Fucking lazy writers piss me off.
Anyway--This is an awesome DVD. If you like the wrestling I recommend it. If you don't well don't worry I don't write about wrestling that often so you can move on and come again.
Oh, on a side note. I been looking around some of these blogs(hate that word) and there really is a lot of crap and spam, huh? Well, I ain't spam but I am fat in the can and I am honored to be thought of as crap. So if you think I suck, please tell me. Just make sure to tell me how much; and be creative. Like, do I suck more than your sister at a family reunion? Let me know. Do I suck more than your Mom when the fleet comes to town? Fill me in...hey that's what your mom said...OH! That's a good one.
Ok gonna finish this DVD and go chat a bit and then maybe fondle myself. What? A guys got to have a hobby right? Laterzzz....
Anyway--This is an awesome DVD. If you like the wrestling I recommend it. If you don't well don't worry I don't write about wrestling that often so you can move on and come again.
Oh, on a side note. I been looking around some of these blogs(hate that word) and there really is a lot of crap and spam, huh? Well, I ain't spam but I am fat in the can and I am honored to be thought of as crap. So if you think I suck, please tell me. Just make sure to tell me how much; and be creative. Like, do I suck more than your sister at a family reunion? Let me know. Do I suck more than your Mom when the fleet comes to town? Fill me in...hey that's what your mom said...OH! That's a good one.
Ok gonna finish this DVD and go chat a bit and then maybe fondle myself. What? A guys got to have a hobby right? Laterzzz....
Monday, June 13, 2005
This just in..
I guess Michael Jackson got off. No I don't mean with the 12 year old boy,(well I do) but the jury of his peers (middle aged albino white women former pop stars) said he didn't boink Billy.
Guess its pills, Jesus juice, and the Bad News Bears for MJ tonight. And I say good for him and I hope he has someone close to him that tells him if he wants to fondle little kids there are places in Singapore that sell 'em by the dozen. (Dude that's just harsh.)
I guess on one level I hope he really didn't do this and he deservedly got off and he just "loves the little children." But come on. The dude is a freak. He has carved himself a face from a nightmare and lives in a zoo. He needs to step back and realise how fucked up his life is. Can he even do that? Is it part of his makeup?(I don't mean his rouge and powder.) Or has growing up famous and then being mega-famous fucked up this guy beyond all hope? And if his only outlet is banging little kids, shouldn't he at least have someone near him to suggest he just kill himself?
Laterzzz...
Guess its pills, Jesus juice, and the Bad News Bears for MJ tonight. And I say good for him and I hope he has someone close to him that tells him if he wants to fondle little kids there are places in Singapore that sell 'em by the dozen. (Dude that's just harsh.)
I guess on one level I hope he really didn't do this and he deservedly got off and he just "loves the little children." But come on. The dude is a freak. He has carved himself a face from a nightmare and lives in a zoo. He needs to step back and realise how fucked up his life is. Can he even do that? Is it part of his makeup?(I don't mean his rouge and powder.) Or has growing up famous and then being mega-famous fucked up this guy beyond all hope? And if his only outlet is banging little kids, shouldn't he at least have someone near him to suggest he just kill himself?
Laterzzz...
Well I am not bored...
No I am not bored. I could be slightly more entertained but things are fine now. I don't like thinking like that. I try to keep myself entertained. Sometimes it is hard.
I did come to a revelation. I don't want a girl right now. I want a motorcycle more. Really. If it came down to a hot naked girl or a Harley V-rod, that would be one walking naked bitch. I see these guys with that freedom and oh, hell yeah, I want that. Every year I say the same thing dammit. I will get that bike. Then I can ride it, fall, and we will have some real BrainSplatter.
Don't worry I am not turning gay or anything. I was lusting after this female on the bus next me today. God, the rack on her! Had to keep doing that notice but don't notice thing that us guys do. But when the motorcycle went by I did check that out more. So read into it what you want.
I am watching the Sopranos season 5. It was pretty good. Definatly worth renting off of the Netflix. It kinda sucks that it will be years before I get to watch season 6. The great thing is that I have the whole season here, I get to watch it all in order, then I send it away. I don't have to shell out the $99. I am far to cheap for that. Besides I am saving up for that motorcycle. (Yeah I got them on the brain.)
I had yesterday off from work. I got laundry done. Three loads. I hate doing any other kind of housework. I can deal with dish washing but that is about it. I need a maid. Or a wife. Oh no I didn't just say that did I? I joke that what I really need is a rich husband to support me. I mean really rich, and old. That way I can do an Anna Nicole Smith, fuck him to death and spend the rest of my life getting over my whorish ways in style. I would be smarter and get the money up front. If I was boning some old guy you can bet your ass that I am not takin an IOU. It is cash on the dollar head. All about the dead presidents--in God we trust all others pay cash. Hahaha.
I don't think I can do that though. Fucking another guy. I don't know what you women see in us men. If I was a female I would be the gayest bull dyke on the face of the earth. I would be the president of the "no dicks allowed" club and I would make it my goal to round up all men and just keep a small population for breeding and opening pickle jars.
I don't think women think in genocidal terms though. They are more about creation and procreation and nuturing. It takes a man to want to destroy another group of people. I guess its one of those thing like barbacueing and lawn care. I guess us men have the lock on meglomaniacal aspirations. At least I do. I want to rule the world. I would be a kind and generous leader and would only enslave or kill like ten percent of the world. Ok...maybe twenty percent.
That's not so bad--now is it? Laterzzz....
I did come to a revelation. I don't want a girl right now. I want a motorcycle more. Really. If it came down to a hot naked girl or a Harley V-rod, that would be one walking naked bitch. I see these guys with that freedom and oh, hell yeah, I want that. Every year I say the same thing dammit. I will get that bike. Then I can ride it, fall, and we will have some real BrainSplatter.
Don't worry I am not turning gay or anything. I was lusting after this female on the bus next me today. God, the rack on her! Had to keep doing that notice but don't notice thing that us guys do. But when the motorcycle went by I did check that out more. So read into it what you want.
I am watching the Sopranos season 5. It was pretty good. Definatly worth renting off of the Netflix. It kinda sucks that it will be years before I get to watch season 6. The great thing is that I have the whole season here, I get to watch it all in order, then I send it away. I don't have to shell out the $99. I am far to cheap for that. Besides I am saving up for that motorcycle. (Yeah I got them on the brain.)
I had yesterday off from work. I got laundry done. Three loads. I hate doing any other kind of housework. I can deal with dish washing but that is about it. I need a maid. Or a wife. Oh no I didn't just say that did I? I joke that what I really need is a rich husband to support me. I mean really rich, and old. That way I can do an Anna Nicole Smith, fuck him to death and spend the rest of my life getting over my whorish ways in style. I would be smarter and get the money up front. If I was boning some old guy you can bet your ass that I am not takin an IOU. It is cash on the dollar head. All about the dead presidents--in God we trust all others pay cash. Hahaha.
I don't think I can do that though. Fucking another guy. I don't know what you women see in us men. If I was a female I would be the gayest bull dyke on the face of the earth. I would be the president of the "no dicks allowed" club and I would make it my goal to round up all men and just keep a small population for breeding and opening pickle jars.
I don't think women think in genocidal terms though. They are more about creation and procreation and nuturing. It takes a man to want to destroy another group of people. I guess its one of those thing like barbacueing and lawn care. I guess us men have the lock on meglomaniacal aspirations. At least I do. I want to rule the world. I would be a kind and generous leader and would only enslave or kill like ten percent of the world. Ok...maybe twenty percent.
That's not so bad--now is it? Laterzzz....
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Just a couple of things--
Hi kids. Glad to see you all back for Mr. Biff's story time and fashion parade. I watched the news and it there are two things that irritated me this afternoon. So I am going to rant about them.
The first on being the coverage of the tropical storm in Florida. "Oh my god it is raining everyone run for the freaking hills. Wait, we live in Florida, there are no hills.We are going to die!" It is not even a frikking hurricane and CNN is all over it like Godzilla is coming in off the shore of Japan. It just shows you what a slow news day it is and also what terrific pussies the people of Florida are. What? Yeah, I called you pussies, step up or step off!
You live in a near the tropics. You will get tropical storms. In the tropics, every fucking storm is a tropical storm moron. Not a reason for panic. If you are scared of your house blowing away read on...
These are the facts and people have known this kind of thing for awhile, come closer and I will whisper it to you...if you live near the water, build better buildings. Simple. And if you build crappy buildings and the wind and rain and whatever the hell knocks them down, I guess you lose. Not that I want to see people homeless but come on this is pretty simple stuff.
Oh, also, God hates mobile homes--that is a fact. That is why mother nature is always kicking the shit out of them. If you live in a mobile home you have a giant target on your roof and it is probably just a matter of time. You'd be safer wearing a boloney suit in bear country. You might have a better chance wearing a Klan outfit in Harlem. People ask me,"Biff, why does God hate mobile homes?" The answer is simple and has to do with the name. When you have a mobile home that never goes anywhere it is a direct insult to God. I mean jeez, it is right there 'mobile' homes. They are supposed to move, and one way or another whether behind a car or moved by hundred and fifty mile an hour winds it makes no difference to Momma nature, they are gonna move.
The second thing that irritated me is the coverage of that girl missing in Aruba. I almost typed killed. I guess we don't officially know yet. But lets face it...she is probably dead. The parts that got me somewhat mad are that her school had a trip to Aruba, that she was drinking in a club, she got into a car with locals, and her "friends" let her go. Now I don't know all the facts so I am just going to go from my memory and what I think I know.
First off, when you are in another country you have to remember something--YOU ARE NOT IN AMERICA! People from other countries see us as rich, fat, and privileged and will take any opportunity to rob, humiliate, and hurt us. You have to think that way. I know it is not pretty and you will find good people everywhere but you have only one you so you have got to watch your ass.
Second. what kind of high school sends kids on a tropical vacation and lets them go out drinking? What kind of absentee parents are these? Did they check the drinking age. Young people today are more immature than ever. Its not their fault, they were raised to be little kids by parents who just want to be cool. Fuck em. Your kid getting drunk in America is bad enough but in a foreign country. Doesn't any believe in self-preservation?
Third and fourth--come on. A hot blond girl. Locals. Maybe they are of color, maybe not, that doesn't really matter. What matters is that no one was watching this girl's back when she got in the car. But you know what? The biggest blame goes to her. If you are a girl and you get into a car with guys you don't know and they rape you, or murder you, or whatever on some level you have to take the responsibility. I know you may say that no means no but lets be honest, that is just plain old stupidity. I am sorry and I feel bad for her if she suffered, which she probably did, but come on, how stupid can you be? What world do you live in where you think this is a good thing? Guys are always guys, and even if they are nice guys, they still would want to get in her pants. That's just nature. Morals and high ideals and new adventures are good and fine but we are still animals and sometimes you have got to realize no one gets out of this alive and that in the end you have to watch out for yourself. She didn't do that or she would still be alive. Simple.
See, there I go again. I didn't want to go all serious but I guess I did. These are just my thoughts right now. Soon they will change and I will hopefully write something witty and amusing and maybe just a little thought provoking. I hope you don't mind even when I go to a place that may make you uncomfortable... and if you do mind--so? This is my Brainsplatter; don't get any on you. Laterzzz....
The first on being the coverage of the tropical storm in Florida. "Oh my god it is raining everyone run for the freaking hills. Wait, we live in Florida, there are no hills.We are going to die!" It is not even a frikking hurricane and CNN is all over it like Godzilla is coming in off the shore of Japan. It just shows you what a slow news day it is and also what terrific pussies the people of Florida are. What? Yeah, I called you pussies, step up or step off!
You live in a near the tropics. You will get tropical storms. In the tropics, every fucking storm is a tropical storm moron. Not a reason for panic. If you are scared of your house blowing away read on...
These are the facts and people have known this kind of thing for awhile, come closer and I will whisper it to you...if you live near the water, build better buildings. Simple. And if you build crappy buildings and the wind and rain and whatever the hell knocks them down, I guess you lose. Not that I want to see people homeless but come on this is pretty simple stuff.
Oh, also, God hates mobile homes--that is a fact. That is why mother nature is always kicking the shit out of them. If you live in a mobile home you have a giant target on your roof and it is probably just a matter of time. You'd be safer wearing a boloney suit in bear country. You might have a better chance wearing a Klan outfit in Harlem. People ask me,"Biff, why does God hate mobile homes?" The answer is simple and has to do with the name. When you have a mobile home that never goes anywhere it is a direct insult to God. I mean jeez, it is right there 'mobile' homes. They are supposed to move, and one way or another whether behind a car or moved by hundred and fifty mile an hour winds it makes no difference to Momma nature, they are gonna move.
The second thing that irritated me is the coverage of that girl missing in Aruba. I almost typed killed. I guess we don't officially know yet. But lets face it...she is probably dead. The parts that got me somewhat mad are that her school had a trip to Aruba, that she was drinking in a club, she got into a car with locals, and her "friends" let her go. Now I don't know all the facts so I am just going to go from my memory and what I think I know.
First off, when you are in another country you have to remember something--YOU ARE NOT IN AMERICA! People from other countries see us as rich, fat, and privileged and will take any opportunity to rob, humiliate, and hurt us. You have to think that way. I know it is not pretty and you will find good people everywhere but you have only one you so you have got to watch your ass.
Second. what kind of high school sends kids on a tropical vacation and lets them go out drinking? What kind of absentee parents are these? Did they check the drinking age. Young people today are more immature than ever. Its not their fault, they were raised to be little kids by parents who just want to be cool. Fuck em. Your kid getting drunk in America is bad enough but in a foreign country. Doesn't any believe in self-preservation?
Third and fourth--come on. A hot blond girl. Locals. Maybe they are of color, maybe not, that doesn't really matter. What matters is that no one was watching this girl's back when she got in the car. But you know what? The biggest blame goes to her. If you are a girl and you get into a car with guys you don't know and they rape you, or murder you, or whatever on some level you have to take the responsibility. I know you may say that no means no but lets be honest, that is just plain old stupidity. I am sorry and I feel bad for her if she suffered, which she probably did, but come on, how stupid can you be? What world do you live in where you think this is a good thing? Guys are always guys, and even if they are nice guys, they still would want to get in her pants. That's just nature. Morals and high ideals and new adventures are good and fine but we are still animals and sometimes you have got to realize no one gets out of this alive and that in the end you have to watch out for yourself. She didn't do that or she would still be alive. Simple.
See, there I go again. I didn't want to go all serious but I guess I did. These are just my thoughts right now. Soon they will change and I will hopefully write something witty and amusing and maybe just a little thought provoking. I hope you don't mind even when I go to a place that may make you uncomfortable... and if you do mind--so? This is my Brainsplatter; don't get any on you. Laterzzz....
Friday, June 10, 2005
Quick thoughts--quick enough
I just got home from work. Got to be back in the morning 8am. I am gonna just dot down a few ideas. Or thoughts. Or splatters.
Started reading a book I got for my birthday. Its called "A walk in the Woods" by a guy named Bryson I believe. I don't feel like walking across the room and looking. If you really want to know go to Amazon. I am not even going to provide a link because if you don't know where it is by now my little link is not going to help you. So far it is a good book. I am maybe 75 pages in. Its funny and witty. Not necessarily the same thing.
Example: you can smell funny but not witty. Then there is funny strange vs. funny haha. Then there is when someone tries something and is like this tastes funny, try it. And then you do. People are stupid.
I am out of soda. I hate being out of soda. It is hot and I want soda and all I have is fucking ice water. I like ice water but I want soda. Fuck.
Watched the first disc of Season five of the Sopranoes last night. I like the Sopranoes alot. Don't really have anything to add about that.
I try not to use the word love to describe how much I like something. I like to keep the word love for people or yes even a pet. Some people love their cars and their clothes, they love to go dancing, oh they love this song, they are in love with those shoes, or they love you man, really they do. I try not to say love unless I mean it. Really mean it.
I don't like saying Goddamn either. Never really have. It just seems unneccesary to add
God to a swear.
Never have been fond of the word cunt. It seems to me a harsh word for such a lovely thing. If I describe a vagina I like the work pussy, box, thingy (hahaha) ; I like the word twat. It sounds like a happy word to me and it is fun to say--twat. Twat just rolls off the tongue...so to speak.
Ok. That's it for tonight. Oh wait...for those who read my blog (hate that word)--thanks and come back. If you like--thank you...if not..eh. I do appreciate you taking the time and hope you laughed a bit. I will try to do better. But I will fail. Send me any comments and I will respond eventually. I will read them though, you have my word. If you have any topic you want me to rant about...feed it to me Seymore. Laterzzz....
Started reading a book I got for my birthday. Its called "A walk in the Woods" by a guy named Bryson I believe. I don't feel like walking across the room and looking. If you really want to know go to Amazon. I am not even going to provide a link because if you don't know where it is by now my little link is not going to help you. So far it is a good book. I am maybe 75 pages in. Its funny and witty. Not necessarily the same thing.
Example: you can smell funny but not witty. Then there is funny strange vs. funny haha. Then there is when someone tries something and is like this tastes funny, try it. And then you do. People are stupid.
I am out of soda. I hate being out of soda. It is hot and I want soda and all I have is fucking ice water. I like ice water but I want soda. Fuck.
Watched the first disc of Season five of the Sopranoes last night. I like the Sopranoes alot. Don't really have anything to add about that.
I try not to use the word love to describe how much I like something. I like to keep the word love for people or yes even a pet. Some people love their cars and their clothes, they love to go dancing, oh they love this song, they are in love with those shoes, or they love you man, really they do. I try not to say love unless I mean it. Really mean it.
I don't like saying Goddamn either. Never really have. It just seems unneccesary to add
God to a swear.
Never have been fond of the word cunt. It seems to me a harsh word for such a lovely thing. If I describe a vagina I like the work pussy, box, thingy (hahaha) ; I like the word twat. It sounds like a happy word to me and it is fun to say--twat. Twat just rolls off the tongue...so to speak.
Ok. That's it for tonight. Oh wait...for those who read my blog (hate that word)--thanks and come back. If you like--thank you...if not..eh. I do appreciate you taking the time and hope you laughed a bit. I will try to do better. But I will fail. Send me any comments and I will respond eventually. I will read them though, you have my word. If you have any topic you want me to rant about...feed it to me Seymore. Laterzzz....
Thursday, June 09, 2005
Sometimes man, sometimes...
It was a weird day at work today. It was going ok, but then someone who I thought was cool got fired. We call it "terming". Don't you just love the PC bullshit?
Anyway this girl is kinda young but she was cool. Now to get this out of the way, yes she is cute, yes she has that spark that makes it hard to keep your eyes off her, no I have no designs on her--hell she has a boyfriend who is a marine in Afganistan and Biff would never think of getting between a twosome even if I could. I just thought she was cool you know? Now the girls in the office did not think that way. Dusty--the other dude in the office would love to get a piece of Jami (her name) if she offered but it probably isn't going to happen, especially now.
Now I am not going to slam anyone in my office. That just is not my style--I am a positive type of guy--well maybe not but it just isn't my style. I just don't think they liked her very much and I guess could go so far as to say that some may have had it in for her and I that have seen that kind of thing before with young, attractive, lickable, nubile young things that you wouldn't kick out of your bed unless you were a total freaking moron--which I am not.
So the supervisor took her in the office, I could hear a little bit of Jami becoming upset and then she was walked out. From her back I could tell she was upset and pissed. Dusty had no idea what was going on until he saw her. I didn't know they were going to term her today but I guess on some level I knew they were watching. They are always watching. Not just the people in the office but the proverbial they.
In this country, hell maybe in the whole world, it seems someone is always looking over your shoulder to see what you are doing and to rain on your parade and piss in your corn flakes. I don't think that the woman in my office are all like that but I do think that there are one or two people in there who would definately be the tattletales if this was 3rd grade. I think calling the workplace third grade is giving it too much credit. I don't think most people reach the common sense of the common third grader. Sometimes myself included. My only saving grace is that I keep on laughing and joking because it all is a joke.
What do I mean? They take it all so fucking seriously at work. Its not the end of the world one way or the other. Its a bullshit job that a fucking trained monkey can do. I have no illusions that I am so replaceable as to be laughable. Everyone is replaceable in this day and age. They can get some Chinese immigrant off the boat to do the job better and cheaper. And belive me, the cheaper part ain't easy. I get paid dick. Less than dick. But this isn't the point I was trying to make.
I hope Jami is ok. I hope she gets a better job and forgets all about the shit here. I think I am going to call her soon just to tell her to keep her head up. Would that be a good thing to do or is that just reminding her of bad things? I also want to tell her that I think she is a good person and that I wish the best for her. Some people are not worth giving a good word to. They are the center of their own little show and don't give a damn what is on other channels--so to speak. I don't think that is her. And I think when you meet someone cool you should say, "hey, you cool, just thought you should know."
Ok.
Enough of being a nice guy. I am not a nice guy. All day at work I am nice and I am sick and tire of it. Yes, I do have that side but fuck it I want to be wild right now so here it comes...Are you ready. I am gonna get wild....3...2....1.....ah..nevermind. I am out. Laterzzz....
Anyway this girl is kinda young but she was cool. Now to get this out of the way, yes she is cute, yes she has that spark that makes it hard to keep your eyes off her, no I have no designs on her--hell she has a boyfriend who is a marine in Afganistan and Biff would never think of getting between a twosome even if I could. I just thought she was cool you know? Now the girls in the office did not think that way. Dusty--the other dude in the office would love to get a piece of Jami (her name) if she offered but it probably isn't going to happen, especially now.
Now I am not going to slam anyone in my office. That just is not my style--I am a positive type of guy--well maybe not but it just isn't my style. I just don't think they liked her very much and I guess could go so far as to say that some may have had it in for her and I that have seen that kind of thing before with young, attractive, lickable, nubile young things that you wouldn't kick out of your bed unless you were a total freaking moron--which I am not.
So the supervisor took her in the office, I could hear a little bit of Jami becoming upset and then she was walked out. From her back I could tell she was upset and pissed. Dusty had no idea what was going on until he saw her. I didn't know they were going to term her today but I guess on some level I knew they were watching. They are always watching. Not just the people in the office but the proverbial they.
In this country, hell maybe in the whole world, it seems someone is always looking over your shoulder to see what you are doing and to rain on your parade and piss in your corn flakes. I don't think that the woman in my office are all like that but I do think that there are one or two people in there who would definately be the tattletales if this was 3rd grade. I think calling the workplace third grade is giving it too much credit. I don't think most people reach the common sense of the common third grader. Sometimes myself included. My only saving grace is that I keep on laughing and joking because it all is a joke.
What do I mean? They take it all so fucking seriously at work. Its not the end of the world one way or the other. Its a bullshit job that a fucking trained monkey can do. I have no illusions that I am so replaceable as to be laughable. Everyone is replaceable in this day and age. They can get some Chinese immigrant off the boat to do the job better and cheaper. And belive me, the cheaper part ain't easy. I get paid dick. Less than dick. But this isn't the point I was trying to make.
I hope Jami is ok. I hope she gets a better job and forgets all about the shit here. I think I am going to call her soon just to tell her to keep her head up. Would that be a good thing to do or is that just reminding her of bad things? I also want to tell her that I think she is a good person and that I wish the best for her. Some people are not worth giving a good word to. They are the center of their own little show and don't give a damn what is on other channels--so to speak. I don't think that is her. And I think when you meet someone cool you should say, "hey, you cool, just thought you should know."
Ok.
Enough of being a nice guy. I am not a nice guy. All day at work I am nice and I am sick and tire of it. Yes, I do have that side but fuck it I want to be wild right now so here it comes...Are you ready. I am gonna get wild....3...2....1.....ah..nevermind. I am out. Laterzzz....
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Let't try this
I havn't been able to post from home. Only from the computer center at work. I got a piece of shit webtv and home. Its like trying to drive in the Indy 500 in a model T. It just don't fly.
I know I need a computer. I also need more disposible income. Are you going to give it to me? I didn't think so. I mean I am more than willing to be some woman's whore to get the things I need but no one is taking the offer of my sexual favors for free so there is no way in hell they are gonna pay me. It is a nice thought though.
I don't like to think to much about girls though, it starts to depress me. There are just so many of them and one of me. The ones I want don't want me and the ones that I don't want still don't want me. Honestly, I don't think I am in a place mentally for a hook up anyway; physically...ten pounds of shit, five pound bag. But I do got a sense of twisted humor so I guess I got that going for me.
Ok let me try to post this and if it works maybe I will be tempted to write more. Laterzzz..
I know I need a computer. I also need more disposible income. Are you going to give it to me? I didn't think so. I mean I am more than willing to be some woman's whore to get the things I need but no one is taking the offer of my sexual favors for free so there is no way in hell they are gonna pay me. It is a nice thought though.
I don't like to think to much about girls though, it starts to depress me. There are just so many of them and one of me. The ones I want don't want me and the ones that I don't want still don't want me. Honestly, I don't think I am in a place mentally for a hook up anyway; physically...ten pounds of shit, five pound bag. But I do got a sense of twisted humor so I guess I got that going for me.
Ok let me try to post this and if it works maybe I will be tempted to write more. Laterzzz..
Sunday, June 05, 2005
Let's Go....
June 5, 2005 Sunday
Ok, back in a spectacular type of fashion. I am here to lay my thing down, get off on the good foot and do the bad thing, and just generally to get funky with my monkey.
All kidding aside I am glad to be back. Not so much glad to be back here on the Webtv but just glad to be back online. Its funny how you get occustomed to not being occustomed to something. Do you know what I mean? Me either.
I don’t know where to begin so I will begin and the beginning, or at least my beginning. Yesterday was my birthday. What did you get me? Nothing! You cheap ass bastard. All I wanted was something small and special and this is what I get—fine then, be that way.
Seriously, (yes I can be serious), yesterday I turned 33 years old. I am officially older than my Mother was when she passed away. She died a month before my 13th birthday and she was 32. Needless to say that sucked all kinds of ass and I still am not over it and have really never been able to heal from it. They say that time heals all wounds but some wounds just scab over. It never really heals and can break open at just about anytime. It has fucked me up since I was a kid. That is the truth. My mom’s birthday is tomorrow June 6. So getting older, being born, and death are all kind of rolled up for me around this time. I swear to God I wish that I could forget it sometimes. I wish I didn’t have to hurt. But I do. Fuck it.
I had to get serious. I want to take this page to a level above. Above what I don’t know because at the same time I am the same I am the same old Biff. I just need a little while to get back in the mood of ranting. I miss letting my anger fly free because Lord knows I get pissed off. There is so much to be pissed off about too. Like what? Fucking taxes man!
Government taking my money to give it to some Iraqi so they can have some freedom. I can’t afford a car how much freedom do I have? I want the Army to come here and liberate me from having to work 40 hours a week and barely making ends meet. You think that will happen? Fuck no. You can bust your ass in a dead end job trying to pay your rent or mortgage and then still not be able to have enough left over to buy some beer that the government taxes into oblivion because Lord knows anything that the regular people enjoy can’t be good and has to be taxed into the ground. I say tax the golf courses and yacht clubs where the rich people hang out. Bring the troops out of Iraq or if they are going to stay there, at least take all the fucking oil then build some roads so I can drink and drive my fat American ass over the highways pay 25 cents a gallon and live free or die, motherfucker.
Laterzzz....
Ok, back in a spectacular type of fashion. I am here to lay my thing down, get off on the good foot and do the bad thing, and just generally to get funky with my monkey.
All kidding aside I am glad to be back. Not so much glad to be back here on the Webtv but just glad to be back online. Its funny how you get occustomed to not being occustomed to something. Do you know what I mean? Me either.
I don’t know where to begin so I will begin and the beginning, or at least my beginning. Yesterday was my birthday. What did you get me? Nothing! You cheap ass bastard. All I wanted was something small and special and this is what I get—fine then, be that way.
Seriously, (yes I can be serious), yesterday I turned 33 years old. I am officially older than my Mother was when she passed away. She died a month before my 13th birthday and she was 32. Needless to say that sucked all kinds of ass and I still am not over it and have really never been able to heal from it. They say that time heals all wounds but some wounds just scab over. It never really heals and can break open at just about anytime. It has fucked me up since I was a kid. That is the truth. My mom’s birthday is tomorrow June 6. So getting older, being born, and death are all kind of rolled up for me around this time. I swear to God I wish that I could forget it sometimes. I wish I didn’t have to hurt. But I do. Fuck it.
I had to get serious. I want to take this page to a level above. Above what I don’t know because at the same time I am the same I am the same old Biff. I just need a little while to get back in the mood of ranting. I miss letting my anger fly free because Lord knows I get pissed off. There is so much to be pissed off about too. Like what? Fucking taxes man!
Government taking my money to give it to some Iraqi so they can have some freedom. I can’t afford a car how much freedom do I have? I want the Army to come here and liberate me from having to work 40 hours a week and barely making ends meet. You think that will happen? Fuck no. You can bust your ass in a dead end job trying to pay your rent or mortgage and then still not be able to have enough left over to buy some beer that the government taxes into oblivion because Lord knows anything that the regular people enjoy can’t be good and has to be taxed into the ground. I say tax the golf courses and yacht clubs where the rich people hang out. Bring the troops out of Iraq or if they are going to stay there, at least take all the fucking oil then build some roads so I can drink and drive my fat American ass over the highways pay 25 cents a gallon and live free or die, motherfucker.
Laterzzz....
