Friday, November 9, 2007
When did people's private lives become public??
OK I've had it up to here with all the TMZ's and paparazzi styling of what is referred to as news nowadays. People are so obsessed with what other people are doing that its making me sick. Look at the whole Dog The Bounty Hunter thing....What he said was not for the public, it was between family members, yet people are now demanding that he never get his show back.
I mean come on! He's a damn bounty hunter. What was America expecting, Shakespearen Prose? I know I didn't watch Dog The Bounty Hunter Show for its take on politics or it's view on the Iraq war or for tips on spirituality....I watched it because I like to see doors kicked in, and the chase.
To make comparisons I'll bring up Al Sharpton. Sure, people say he represents the black community and is a leader, but do they also forget that he too has used racial slurs? And to make it worse, his were in public on many occasions, saying such things as "If the Jews want to get it on, tell them to pin their yarmulkes back and come over to my house" and referring to Jews as "diamond merchants" and has called people white interlopers.
The moral of the story is that what is said in someones own home is THEIRS...not ours. If someone want to go home and use racial slurs IN the confines of my own home then they can....It's when they use them in public that its a problem.
So do this Nosey America. Instead of pointing at what everyone else is doing, realize that while you are pointing that one finger at them, you are also pointing three at yourself.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
What came first, the chicken or the Decepticon?
I found a serious plot hole in the Transformers movie...Awesome movie but it had one big WTF that doesn't make sense moment.
When the Sector 7 guy says our technology is all thanks to being reverse engineered from Megatron it goes against what the plot of the movie was. They had stated the reason for them Autobots to come to earth was that Megatron wanted to use our technology against us to defeat us and make a whole new cyber planet.
Why would Megatron want to come to our planet? We didnt have technology UNTIL they reverse engineered it from Megatron. So they expect me to beleive that he gladly hung out frozen all those years to wait for our technology to be built from him so he could use it against us??
WTF??? Is this a 2007 version of which came first, the chicken or the decepticon?
Monday, August 6, 2007
Remeber Skate or Die on the NES??
Here is video proof that this does happen...watch closely around the end of the clip...They show an overhead close up and sure enough his shoes pop off!!!
***NEW VIDEO*** (they killed the other one)
Saturday, June 30, 2007
I must be weird...(mowing the lawn)
I have come to the conclusion that I love to mow the yard.... Does anyone else feel the same way?? It must be something to do with taking something that looks unkept, and making it look good, or maybe it has something to do with being outside and pushing around a hunk of metal that has a sharp spinning blade just shredding and slicing the grass and is powered by exploding gasoline??
Anyways, I like that feeling of accomplishment that you get when you are done. Also the ice cold beer afterwards helps too! I guess you could call this my first official summer post, so enjoy your summer!
Thursday, June 14, 2007
WE GOT MARRIED!! YES MARRIED!! BUT NOT TO OILY BEAU HUNK!
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Growing Old...
Remember when times were more simple and all you wanted to do was rush through the day just to get home from school so you could play with your friends?? Remember when you looked back on those times and thought "Crap, I am old!" Well that time is at hand folks...
Yes, I am approaching my 29th Birthday, and let me tell you the list is getting longer in the "You know you're old if..." catagory. It all started with a simple email from a friend of mine. It was one of those "Top 20 signs that tell you you're getting old" lists, and I'll be dammed if that thing has not come true.
I found that once you hit around 27-28 it becomes some odd fascination to watch the weather channel. "Hey you want to go golf this weekend?" .."SURE, Let me check the weather channel." Yes folks, that has slipped into my life.. Planning my outings based on the weather channel!
Then to top it all off, I actually called the police on some idiot with too loud of bass. I am going to quote George Carlin on this one... "If I wanted to listen to your music, I'd be sitting in your car!" Here is the run down, I got home early from work...I was doing a little work on the old PC here, and I hear it...BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM CHICKA BOOM BOOM BOOM CHICKA BOOM....Tejano music, full volume, 2 miles away. YES! So loud that I can hear it over my surround sound system playing VH1(See I AM old)! So I think "What an idiot!" and go about my business....
Well later on I am at SONIC getting some food and talking to Collyn on my cell, and my windows are rolled up and what pulls up behind me?? BOOM BOOM BOOOM CHICKA BOOM BOOM BOOM CHICKA BOOM! It was him! My tormentor, Mr.Loudstereo! I am on the phone with my windows rolled up and I can't hear Collyn on my phone. So what do I do? Hang up and call the police...Yes folks, I called the police. See I am old.
The guy had it coming...He drives around in this green chevy (Pronounced Chevy like Chevy Chase for him) and it has just about every piece of aftermarket crap on it you can get...Windshield Visor, CHECK, Spinner Rims, CHECK, Side Window Covers, CHECK, powered by Mexican sticker in back window, CHECK, Airbrush Mural of the Virgin Mary hovering over the truck infront of a waterfall, CHECK! Thats correct, he has a airbrush mural of HIS OWN truck on the tailgate, in front of a waterfall, with the Virgin Mary and Jesus floating in the air over it...The owner needs the cops called on him just for that!
So yes, I have become old....and perhaps a little jaded? ? I don't know, but...
GET THE HELL OUT OF MY YARD! sorry there were kids playing in my grass..lol
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Nolan Bushnell is a dick....
Sorry but its true. Way to jump on the Bashin Sony bandwagon you fuckin douche...I used to look up to you and consider you the father of video games, but not anymore...How much is Microsoft paying you to jabber out their fuckin Propaganda you damn robot. When you were on GameHead I could almost see your strings and the spackle that stops you from looking 150 years old....
Kiss my ass you old dickhead.
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Friday, March 9, 2007
Old Yeller and The Civil War and Giant Lizards!
We get to Mason only to discover that apparently 12:00 noon in Mason is 11:30am becuase the library says "Open till 12noon!" on the door for saturday, yet they were closed up tight..Assholes. So we did like good tourists and peeked in through the windows. Hahah...Haleigh liked seeing his boots..made it all seem real to her, plus the picture of Fred Gibson and the real "Old Teller" brought it all to life for her.
Next stop on our guided by me tour of Mason was the old historic "Fort Mason" I don't have time to type all about this old civil war fort, so read more on this link..http://www.tsha.utexas.edu/handbook/online/articles/FF/qbf34.html
It was a nice looking, fully time period restored fort, complete with setups showing how they lived...but you know me...I started to notice small inconsistancies....such as the following. Keep in mind this place is off limits at dark, so why did they install lights in it?? I don't remember Civil War forts having modular Ikea lighting?
Then I hit the motherload...If you look at the picture below.....
Yes folks, there is your proof...Computers are old news....Apparently they had them back in the civil war days...See the speakers coming out of this nice, period accurate antique computer desk? Seems it was faster to send an email than it was to send the pony express. Just look at this ancient email I found in the library's files.
To :
RobertELee@CivilWarFrontierFort.com
date
Jan 15th, 1864
subject :
Indians are coming!
mailed-by
ThomasStonewallJackson@CivilWarHomeFort.com
Body:
"Get the hell out as the indians are coming!"
So it was on to the next stop on our schizophrenic tour....
Here we see an art piece called "Too much time and a chainsaw"...or "I really love lizards"... I was driving by one day while at work and noticed a GIANT lizard in someones yard..Of course that got me to stop...Hell I'll stop to look at a kangaroo, so you know this got me to stop. Apparently when trees fall in your yard, you're not supposed to haul them off, you are supposed to make something out of them.This dude chose to make a giant lizard...Which looks kick ass by the way, totally detailed. What an odd choice for a carving...If a tree falls in my yard, I am going to call it "Fallen Tree" or "Future Firewood".....
So that concludes our nice tour of Mason Tx, and I hope you enjoyed it....If you have any questions just ask me!.....
Thursday, March 1, 2007
This caused me to stop....
So you know me, I had to pull over and take a picture of this....And try to play it too...Suprise! it still works somewhat! Ok, somewhat is a rather loose term, more like most the keys went down and didnt come back up. Also the black keys are breaking off at the level of the white keys due to the elements. Seeing this got me thinking.......
Wouldnt this be a cool location for a music video? Like a new video by The Fray, or Ben Folds Five, or a Coldplay video? That's what I thought...and I am sure you are thinking "Man, this guy's mind is way messed up!". But enough about that, I got some good news!
I have been playing video games since Pong, and I have always had a love for them, and people always seem to ask me about games. So I have parlayed that into a little joint venture with a friend of mine who is also a gamer. We are going to start reviewing all the downloadable games that are available for the PS3 and writing reviews and guides for said games. This is still really early in this venture, but we'll see where we can take it. I just want one thing to show through in all this....The love of gaming. Plain and simple. Yes, my writing sucks most of the time, but I write as I talk and think....Guess you could call me the Stephen King of the game review world. Well heres to the future and lets see where this goes!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Yes, I am excited about this....
I come across some weird animals in my travels...
That my friends is a Kangaroo that has yet to learn that Cactus is not a snack food. I felt so bad for this kangaroo with all these cactus needles in his nose, so what did I do?? Thats right, I plucked a nice piece of Cactus with needles on it and fed it to him...And he ate it again!! Chalk one up to kangaroos not having any memory apparently....He got even more in his face!!! Thank goodness we didnt evolve from Kangaroos in the darwin theory....wait is that a cactus quill in my face?
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
My wierd ass dreams!
Dream Intro:
I walk into the room, there is some kind of persian rug on the floor and I notice that I can't walk for shit! I am swaying all over the place, taking two steps forward and swaying three steps back...My god I am either really drunk or something is terribly wrong! Whats that? That sound thats booming? Oh good, its loud music and there are people talking and dancing all around...Good! That means I am simply drunk. I sway off to the side and thats when I notice them.
There they are....sitting on the carpet, shiney and all strung up. I can see the reels and everything. There are a lot of hooks on the lines...Much like a croppy jig full of treble hooks (the 3 prong kind). I sway around badly, thinking to myself "Damn don't fall on those bad boys!" Whilst thinking this I do a very WC Fields move and sway over them about to fall and then sway back, safe again! "Why are there fishing rods on the floor of a party? And why does no one notice them or me swaying all over?"
There must have been around ten rods and reels sitting there, hungrily waiting for some poor soul to fall on them...and that poor soul was me!!! So I sway once again over the rods and this time I fall face first on to them, and what do I do? I stick out my hands to break my fall only to have about seven hooks go into various parts of my hands. As I stand up I think to myself, "I gotta survey the damage...let me see." So as I raise up from this fallen state a bunch of the rods and reels follow in tow. I raise my hands up towards my face to see hooks in my fingertips, my palms, my knuckles, just in every sensitive spot on your hands.
"Someone help me!" I yell as still everyone is oblivious to my unfolding saga....."Quick think lik McGuyver and use your keys as pliers and remove these foul beasts!" is what ran through my head. So using my keys I pull barb after bard out of my flesh, screaming in agony, and still no one notices. What the hell is going on??
After removing all the hooks from my hands I drunkenly scream out "Who the hell brings fishing rods to a party?" to which no one replys...So I grab these rods and reels and fire them over a random fence that was inside this house...yeah I know what the hell is a fence doing inside a house, but hey, what the hell were hooks doing in my fingers right?
No sooner than I throw the rods over this fence I am awoken by the ending credits music for Law and Order. Thats right folks...This crazy ass dream took place in the time it took for me to watch 80% of Law and Order and then fall asleep just long enough to miss the final verdict and then be awoken by the credit music.....
What the heck does this dream mean? I welcome any and all "Dream Conclusion" comments and also storys of your own crazy ass dreams.