Friday, February 27, 2009

Truth be Told

http://thegrip.wordpress.com/2009/02/26/sat-scores-vs-music-you-listen-to/

I know one Lil Wayne fan.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Delivering

Whenever I put the link up on facebook I have to expect more people than usual to read what I write. I usually kid around and write that my audience is single digits. However, I've had at least 5 people tell me that these posts are somewhat entertaining. Considering I'm sure there are a few lurkers out there, I may have just crossed into the double digit viewers. What this does is puts added pressure of making quality posts and not bs where Jordan Cohen tells me the post is unimpressive. (He'll probably bust a nut I mentioned him) So I sit here thinking about things to write about which will alleviate people from the boredom (this is why you're here right?). The problem is my life is just as boring as yours. I wake up tired in the morning. Complain about idiots I deal with at work. Then get a couple of hours of free time which I usually just waste anyway. So what am I supposed to write about?

I go out to dinner with my mom last night for our weekly or biweekly meal. We chat about work and money and other daily stuff. After two glasses of white zinfandel she asks me when an I going to get a girlfriend and all the other "you're 25 and it's time to grow up yada yada." I give her my usual I'm irresponsible and can barely take care of myself. I only have a year or two of partying without feeling like I'm way to old to hang out with the 21 year old bar crowd so let me enjoy my freedom while I can. She tells me that I should join a class that interests me so that I can meet people with similar interests. I say fine and we move on.

So I think to myself why would I want someone who likes the same things I like? Finding someone who likes to gamble and get completely obliterated on the weekends isn't ideal, hence why I don't bring people into my world. I have a list of things that I've done that are so ridiculous I can't believe I've done some of them. (Paul ((my uncles son, not sure what title that is)) if you are reading this lets not bring this up at family functions).

I didn't do anything stupid in all of high school, didn't even take a sip of beer. Second week of college when I was 17 I got my first underage after doing 5 beer bongs (total light weight) and stumbled into a cop. Only person to get a citation. I got frostbite after getting hammered and taking off my shoe to climb a fence on the coldest day of the year (long story with foggy details). I was driven home in the paddy wagon one night. I received a public drunkenness the night I faceplanted into the sidewalk.


I got caught pissing by the cops next to a wall at 3 in the morning when I decided to make a run for it. I ran up a hill in manayunk for about 800 yards before I got exhausted. I stopped in the middle of the street, saw the paddy wagon behind me, and turned around and put my hands behind my back. They took me in where I acted like a badass telling them I was getting my lawyer and they slammed me in the wall and let me go. I still got a citation for public drunkenness. I had a standoff where I climbed a fence to the post office and police were on the other side telling me to come back. The only thing I remember is climbing back over saying "I'm going to tear my sac." Fortunately, I was released with no problems. Final things, Yes I've patted Samuel Dalembert on the back and yes I've asked Freddie Mitchell if the 4th and 26th was the greatest play of his career (obviously). I don't even want to get into AC or strip club stories.

This is the amazing part. These are the only things that are crazy enough that stick in my memory as completely ridiculous! Think about it. I've been drinking for almost 8 years now. Lets says 400 weekends. 800 days of drinking heavily. I have hardly ever taken a weekend off and very rarely do I not drink to intoxication. These few events out of 800 potential nights are the only bad things that that have happened to me. True, I've had numerous incidents where I've scraped my knees or bruised my elbows but that amount of incidents is impressive to me with regards to the amount of scenarios.

Assuming my mom knows all this, most of which she does, certainly not all, and I tell her I can barely take care of myself, now you know what I'm talking about. I have no significant other, but when I get old and I tell the next generation my stories. My stories aren't what a rousing game of Yahtzee last night. I have some interesting ones and I can say that I lived life the best that I could. I stay in shape and work 5 days a week to survive.

Hope you enjoyed reading, the autobiography will be out next year. Leave a comment if you want to pre-order.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Gym Rant

I don't particularly like going to the gym, however, when it's cold I don't like exercising outside. Therefore, I have to put up with other peoples poor gym etiquette. I will explain what not to do when you go to the gym.

- Do not work out in a polo. This applies mainly to those older type males. I refer to collared t-shirts as polos just for the record. These shirts are meant for casual wearing, not working out. Not to mention they make you look like an idiot. Considering I don't think anyone over 26 reads this blog it should not apply to anyone.

- Do not sit on the machine forever if you are not using them. This really, really bothers me. Everyone has this one machine which is there favorite. I like this one ab machine where you put your hands above you and pull down, plus lift your legs at the same time. For some reason this machine is a magnet for overweight, out of shape people who love to rest. If you aren't going to use the machine in the next minute get the fuck off of it.

- A secondary function to the rule above is that you don't crowd around multiple machines. I know for some people the gym is social hour. When you have 4 people yucking it up around 3 different machines you make me feel like a dick if I have to ask you to break up the circle jerk so I can use the machine. Talk in an open space if necessary.

- If it's really crowded there should be no walking allowed on the treadmills. I obviously know I'm a beast on a treadmill and I don't expect everyone to be as good as me. BUT (It's ok to start sentences with but if it's capitalized, not lowercase) if you are going to put the setting on 2.0 I have news for you, WALK AROUND THE GODDAMN GYM! I don't care where you go but there are other places you can walk around other than a treadmill.


On a side note, I was at the gym today which obviously spurred this post, and some bro fainted on an elliptical. The machine hits the person next to his and he falls to the ground full sweat. A crowd gathers around to observe, i'm obviously looking to swipe a treadmill from an observer, an someone says that the guy is having a seizure. Well the whole place erupts and starts freaking out to call the paramedics. I was happy because of the diversion and all of the treadmills that just opened up. Nevertheless, the guy was fine and tragedy averted.

One more side note. I was shaving today and had to shave my adams apple. I'm not sure if it's just me or what but I cannot shave that area without nicking myself. Is there a razor specifically designed for that area because every time I have to do so, I get this really uneasy feeling that I'm going to slice my jugular. Plus, I had this tiny nose hair that I decided was a good idea to shave with my razor. Well turns out it wasn't. I put the blade in my nose and did a quick thrust. Well I nicked the outside of my nostril and if you've never done it before the motherfucker does not stop bleeding. I had a paper towel on there for 15 minutes, this is when I was on my way to the gym, and then it bled again for another 10 minutes in the gym. I had to act like a retard with a paper towel constantly wiping away the droplets. It sounds gross and actually was but I was careful not to get it over anywhere.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

24, bball, and bball

Let's start with 24. The females in this show are really pissing me off. First off they have billy's girlfriend whose nose looks like it was cut off by the saigon whore from dirty work. The president is an emotional, clueless wreck and I pray to god no one ever votes for a female president after this display of pussiness. Renee has got to stop being such a crybaby. She was going to shoot Jack? Give me a break. She was cried when Martika, the person who sang Toy Soldiers, almost exploded and then again when Rosa was whining like a baby. Chloe constantly bothers me with her know it all attitude. All in all the episode was pretty good. Billy didn't seem very hurt when he shot himself in the arm, just a flesh wound I guess. And the president trusts Bill Buchanan with her life after he just spawned from homeless people. He was driving a blue truck helping bauer escape from the FBI just a couple hours ago and now he's the most honorable man to ever live. Dubaku is a clown. No one would ever be trying to get pussy instead of exiting the country when you have the whole FBI on your ass. I though that was retarded and now we get to see more ridiculousness next episode.

Our bball team won last night which makes us 5-2. It was a blowout and nothing really to write.

If you didn't see the devin harris play last night you should watch it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKcFZvqEXjM
I still haven't figured out how to embed the video but eventually.
Taking from a blog comment
"All I can say is Devin Harris is definitely the fastest man in the world if he can catch the ball at the free throw line, run to half court, bump into Iguodala, lose control of the ball, regain control of the ball and get the shot off in 1.8 seconds. Watch out Usain Bolt, Devin Harris is going to get you in 2012. Helps to be on a home court in a time like that i guess.."

I installed Vista after my Xp got a trojan and I had to install all this antimalware and shit so I just started fresh.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Obama

WOULDN'T IT BE GREAT TO TURN ON THE TV AND HEAR ANY U.S. PRESIDENT, DEMOCRAT OR REPUBLICAN GIVE THE FOLLOWING SPEECH?

My Fellow Americans: As you all know, the defeat of the Iraq regime has been completed.

Since congress does not want to spend any more money on this war, our mission in Iraq is complete.

This morning I gave the order for a complete removal of all American forces from Iraq This action will be complete within 30 days. It is now time to begin the reckoning.


Before me, I have two lists. One list contains the names of countries which have stood by our side during the Iraq conflict. This list is short . TheUnited Kingdom , Spain , Bulgaria , Australia , and Poland are some of the countries listed there.

The other list contains every one not on the first list. Most of the world's nations are on that list. My press secretary will be distributing copies of both lists later this evening.

Let me start by saying that effective immediately, foreign aid to those nations on List 2 ceases immediately and indefinitely. The money saved during the first year alone will pretty much pay for the costs of the Iraqi war.
THEN EVERY YEAR THERE AFTER IT'll GO TO OUR SOCIAL SECURITY SYSTEM SO IT WONT GO BROKE IN 20 YEARS.

The American people are no longer going to pour money into third world Hell holes and watch those government leaders grow fat on corruption.

Need help with a famine ? Wrestling with an epidemic? Call France .

In the future, together with Congress, I will work to redirect this money toward solving the vexing social problems we still have at home . On that note, a word to terrorist organizations. Screw with us and we will hunt you down and eliminate you and all your friends from the face of the earth.

Thirsting for a gutsy country to terrorize? Try France or maybe China .

I am ordering the immediate severing of diplomatic relations with France , Germany , andRussia . Thanks for all your help, comrades. We are retiring from NATO as well. Bon chance, mes amies.

I have instructed the Mayor of New York City to begin towing the many UN diplomatic vehicles located in Manhattan with more than two unpaid parking tickets to sites where those vehicles will be stripped, shredded and crushed. I don't care about whatever treaty pertains to this. You creeps have tens of thousands of unpaid tickets. Pay those tickets tomorrow or watch your precious Benzes, Beamers and limos be turned over to some of the finest chop shops in the world. I love New York

A special note to our neighbors. Canada is on List 2. Since we are likely to be seeing a lot more of each other, you folks might want to try not pissing us off for a change.

Mexico is also on List 2 its president and his entire corrupt government really need an attitude adjustment. I will have a couple extra thousand tanks and infantry divisions sitting around. Guess where I am going to put 'em? Yep, border security.

Oh, by the way, the United States is abrogating the NAFTA treaty - starting now.

We are tired of the one-way highway. Immediately, we'll be drilling for oil in Alaska- which will take care of this country's oil needs for decades to come. If you're an environmentalist who opposes this decision, I refer you to List 2 above: pick a country and move there.

It is time for America to focus on its own welfare and its own citizens. Some will accuse us of isolationism. I answer them by saying, 'darn tootin.'

Nearly a century of trying to help folks live a decent life around the world has only earned us the undying enmity of just about everyone on the planet. It is time to eliminate hunger in America It is time to eliminate homelessness in America . To the nations on List 1, a final thought. Thank you guys. We owe you and we won't forget.

To the nations on List 2, a final thought: You might want to learn to speak Arabic.

God bless America .. Thank you and good night.

If you can read this, thank a teacher. If you are reading it in English, thank a soldier.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Seat Belt



I always thought that this picture looked like a jockey on a horse.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Bball

Due to unusual circumstances we ended up having only 4 regulars and my 17 year old brother for our bball game. We ended up losing because we started out in zone only to allow some schmuck to make 6 threes. We were down at the half and never really made any good runs. I missed easy shots and got the shit blocked out of me. My brother got a shot blocked twice on the same play. Meaning someone blocked him and then someone blocked the block. It's honestly embarrassing to lose to a team we should have beat but at this point crying about it doesn't change anything. Having shitty ass players act cocky makes me want to jump kick the entire team. For example, the one in street fighter where Zangief does his double legged jump kick. Or do some flying headbutt like Skate in Streets of Rage 2. Bottom line is we lost and I hate losing. My brother did sink a 3 ball from the utmost corner of the court and managed to hit the rim 5 times before going in.

I beat guitar hear on hard last night and 4 starred On the road again which proves i'm improving. Fucking Snatch Boogie took me an hour to beat but at least I didn't have to watch Travis Barker drum solo for a minute each time like in Hot for Teacher. I'm not the sole person who thinks this but Guitar Hero is ruining classic songs by having them overplayed. I hear songs on the radio from gh and know that I would never have heard this song if it wasn't in the game. Then again it does shot you good songs that you would never have heard of like feel the pain from dinosaur jr and pull me under by dream theater. I will beat expert however I feel like this will take awhile.

I took 3rd in a 27 18man last night. Pretty much played flawlessly and got it with kk vs AQ (my kk) vs the cl or else I would have won the tourny. I'm not playing that much and need to reinstall windows so I can re download poker office and get it running again. I've been playing without a hud recently and don't think it effects my performance that much but it will be nice to have. I guess I'll just buy Vista and upgrade.

I've been listening to this song carol brown from flight of the conchords and think it's really good. I would embed (sp?) the video but I'm a noob so here's the link.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1cGoDns8wTA

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Tuesday

I thought the 24 was a really good episode. Other than Martika's side plot with Dubaku it is pretty entertaining. The mole inside the FBI makes it interesting. I'm not going to spoil anything but it was a good episode.

I've been playing Guitar Hero lately due to the lack of anything better to do. The game makes me want to smash things but I still like it.

I haven't been playing much poker or gambling so no new news.

The flight of the conchords was really good on Sunday and it could be the best show on TV.

I made some money on Sirius today but it's only money that i've lost so I'm not really sure it's making money. Market is getting slaughtered and it just seems like it isn't going to get better any time soon.

Other than that things are moving by week after week.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Recap

I haven't posted in a while so I'll do a double. This first will tell about what I've been doing. The 2nd about what I'm thinking. Notice I wrote out first but used 2nd.

We lost the Ambler Y bball game to some yellow bullshit. Actually they were pretty good but we played pretty poor. I blew a layup or two and we let 2 guys probably drop 50 on us. We also won a meaningless game on Wednesday. Down to only 1 league. I have the Oreland summer league coming up and will probably sign up for the sports club league in Manayunk.

I haven't watch Bauer yet. I honestly don't even find the urge to. I'm not sure but I think the idea of Jack saving the world again is getting a bit old for me.

A while ago, my brother threw a remote at the couch and the batteries came out and cracked the shield in front of the TV screen. He was playing Guitar Hero at the time and I always wondered how he could get that mad. Cue On the Road Again by Willie Fucking Nelson. I'm by no means an expert, in fact i play it on hard, and I was playing guitar on this song. I have no problems beating the song however I wanted to get 4 stars on it. After an hour an a half of playing and fucking up the intro an unbelievable amount of times I was understanding how the TV has a crack in it now. Seriously the red, yellow, yellow-blue, over to green is giving me fits and I will destroy it this weekend. If I have to spend night and day to 4 star this I will not give up. Call me a noob if you want but I'm not joking.

Nothing else really happened this week. I watched fotc and rock of love bus but I don't see any reason for recap. I've been trying to find a case of Great Lakes but no one around here carries it. Back in Pitt, Mellingers had it and they also had a beer called boont which I used to love. I'm on a hunt for it so if anyone reads this and has seen it let me know. I have no valentine however it's probably a good weekend to make moves on distraught females without one.

Thoughts

I do not believe in god.

I believe that I am insignificant. I most likely believe that you are insignificant.

People who believe in god do so because they fear what happens if they don't believe in god.

People who believe in god like to think that there is an afterlife. I believe that you rot in the ground soulless.

God doesn't make things happen. People make things happen. When people at award shows and after sporting events "thank god" they are really just thanking themselves for the hard work they put in to accomplish something.

God created the universe? From Family Guy, "then who created god? Maybe he created himself. Or herself." Bottom line is that the origin of time is a huge mystery. Something started something from nothing. Although I guess even nothing is something.

Point of this post:
Live life. Get drunk. Spend wildly. Do swampdonkies (torch).

I've gotten old(er). It's funny because at each point in your life you think your as smart as you can be. Then you look back and you think how you missed out on different aspects of life that you can never go back. Reference the Eddie Money song I wanna go back. I wish I could do college again. It's 4 years of partying. Sure I partied but not to the extent I would have after working for 4 years now.

Working sucks. I'm spending the good years of my life selling people hand tools. Sad thing is I'll spend the next 30 years of my life selling hand tools. (Our sales are down buy something (www.stortz.com). I want to move to Amsterdam and spend my time in the red light district and smoking herb. Problem is everything gets old after it gets played out. Sure I can say that I don't want to do anything and just spend my days getting hammered. After a couple of days doing it you feel awful and need to be productive.

Sometimes you just have to take a step back and view things from a wide perspective. I like the winter nights because the stars are always easy to see and make you realize how tiny and insignificant your life is to the grand scheme of things. I'm not making any history books so my purpose should be to be happy about everything.

Friday, February 06, 2009

Vegas

Left on Monday at around 11 am. No problems in the airport. I get seated in the middle next to a fairly attractive 30 something mom and a 50+ plus 275 lb behemoth. The milf is studying neurons and the fat man is trying to sleep. I can't put my arm on the arm rest because fat man is hogging all the room. I pretty much snooze in an out of the 5 hour ride.

Arrive at the Mandalay Bay, get something to eat and then clean up. JC, my dad, brought some cash and wants to play blackjack. My philosophy was not to play early so that I wouldn't lose any cash and bum myself out for the rest of the trip. JC sits at a table my himself. He buys in for 500. While he's buying in Big Bertha and Baby Huey sit down next to him. Bertha buys in and Huey doesn't want to play but Bertha forced him in. Clueless man in seat 1 joins the fun. JC plays a couple hands and clueless man is one of those don't bust type of people. This obviously annoyed JC and he left after 4 hands or so down a hundo or so. He moves to another table with a bro in seat 1 and him. Starts off running ok and picks up a hundo or so. JC is what is known as a plunger. Meaning he isn't their for the long term he either gets up big or goes busto. One hand he has 250 out and gets 22 against a dealer 6. Splits them, gets a 7 on one hand, doubles for 19. Gets 18 on the other hand. Dealer busts and JC makes a quick 500. Plunge for a k. Wins. Puts out another k, gets an 11, doubles for 21 and picks up 2k. He probably played a few more hands I can't really recall exactly but he ended up winning 4k in about 15 minutes. Pays for the trip assuming he doesn't blow it, big assumption. We have a few drinks, walk around Mandalay Bay and call it a night.

Wake up early, go to a National Slate Association Meeting and then walk the show for a couple of hours. We meet up with a manufacturer we know and go to the HofBrauHaus. It is a German restaurant with 34 oz beers and people are singing German tunes and everyone is basically just getting bombed. After that we go to see Criss Angels "believe" show at the Luxor. It was pretty good although I feel like if you were on LSD or shrooms it would have been unbelievable. The dancing is kind of weird and his jokes were lame but nevertheless it was entertaining. Was it worth 150 dollars per seat, ehh. After that we stay up to 3 or so just drinking and discussing money making strategies.

Final night I wake up and do the roofing show again till about 5. One booth has a keg with Flat Tire, I think it's brewed in Colorado, and it's very good. So I probably down about 6 or so during the show. After the show we go to a bar where I drink 2 gin and tonics and get a 12 dollar shot of Patron. We go back to the room and I pass out till 11pm. Wake up shower and hit a 1-2 NL table. I buy in for 300 and observe the table. No real big stacks and open raises are to 20+. Guy next to me bet 50 dollars into a 6 dollar pot one time just to give an idea. Maybe only 1 solid player other than myself. I pick up KK and make it 15, get 2 callers. C bet on a low flop wins it. I pick up AT hearts and make it 10 from UTG. Get 6 callers. Flop KJ6 2 hearts. I make it 40 and get one caller. Brick on the turn, I check, caller checks. River completes my flush. I think / act for a minute and make it 75. Genius pushes and has me covered which I obviously instacall, like so fast I felt like a prick. So I double up to about 600. One other hand I have 10 8 and limp. Flop and open ender where I call a 15 bet on the flop with 2 other players. Turn the nuts. I just call a bet from a donkey in front of me. He pushes the river which once again I obviously instacall. I ended up cashing out with 550 after I started to catch a buzz from 6 Heineken's in a 3 hour period.

So it's 2am and I'm not tired so let me hit the blackjack tables. I join a table by myself and a couple of people join. Some fairly attracted "actress" from LA who I was chatting it up with although she didn't last long. I bought in for 300 and was down to 125. I won my case bet and ended up pushing that to about 600 until one key hand. I had 100 out and 77 against a dealer 5, which I split. My next to cards were 3's on both hands so I doubled both of them. My double cards were a 3 and a 2 which I'm thinking, fucking awesome. Dealer busts and I pick up a nice 400 hand. I run my stack up to about 1400 or so and cash out. As I am walking back I catch a glimpse of a roulette table and think what the hell. I put 100 on black, lose. I try another 100 on black, lose. Obviously Vegas is smart for creating a single chip for 500 dollars and I test my luck on black again, lose. So after a 700 downswing I hit the bar at 430 in the morning and do a patron shot. I'm pretty bombed at this point after the shot and probably another 6 beers while playing blackjack and have to wake up at 8 the next morning. So I go back to the blackjack table and blow another hundred or two and call it a night.

All in all, I didn't lose any money and my dad came out a winner so it was a good trip. I didn't visit any strip clubs and no hookers. Maybe next time.