http://blog.suchmann.com/post/38770762/loveinthisclub
So stupid, it's great.
23.6.08
They come in 3's
I can't help but to think who's next. Our boy Tim Russert, now George Carlin. Not a good look. Why does all my shit have to be so emo lately? We need a good Carlin clip to lighten the mood:
I saw this skit for the first time about 2 months ago on HBO. I didn't realize it was about 9 years old now, but this skit is hilarious to me. Especially with my opinions on how kids are raised these days.
I know, I know, I'm not a fan of bringing up something when someone dies. Why didn't I post about George while he was alive? Meh. It's one of those things that you realize only when they're gone. He set precedence for censorship which still stands today and is argued even today. I always thought he was a hilarious comedian that brought attention to the mundane, pointing how actually how stupid most of the things we do and think really are. I hope that someone can come along and have a similar take on things. God bless having HBO back when I was in middle school, late nights coming across things like these on TV.
I know, I know, I'm not a fan of bringing up something when someone dies. Why didn't I post about George while he was alive? Meh. It's one of those things that you realize only when they're gone. He set precedence for censorship which still stands today and is argued even today. I always thought he was a hilarious comedian that brought attention to the mundane, pointing how actually how stupid most of the things we do and think really are. I hope that someone can come along and have a similar take on things. God bless having HBO back when I was in middle school, late nights coming across things like these on TV.
16.6.08
Mortality is something
I'm not a fan much of writing about serious topics, but this has been dwelling for the last week or so.
I guess it's been a series of things that have been going on that's spawned such a thought. Usually I'm quite the optimist when it comes to life. But, like most things in my life, it's the little things that I like to notice. The first thing that I noticed was Pops at the house this past weekend. I came home on Thursday, it was rather hot out, and he's chillin' at the house, with a robe on, the thermostat on 75 and he was chilly. I swore it was a myth about old(er) people getting colder more often, but I guess not. I flashback to Jerry's parents at the Del Boca Vista condo complex and not knowing how to use the AC. That and his minor health problems (gout, which causes a mean pimp walk) just lead me to believe that you really can't stop time. Just kinda puts things into perspective.
Secondly, for those that know, my Great Aunt Violet suffered a stroke about 4 weeks ago and has been bed ridden and in therapy for the last 2 weeks. Not a pretty sight. Sad when someone that has so much perkiness is stripped of that. Pops and I went to visit her on Friday night to say goodbye as she's moving down to an assisted living spot in Richmond. I think my mindset was compounded by the fact that she still has her mind. Absolutely nothing worse than seeing someone who's mind is completely capable, yet the body is only functioning on maybe 40%. All she wanted to do was go home, and was rather vocal about it. I think even worse than that, the highlight of her night was me spoon feeding her water. About 6 spoonfuls of regular tap water. Tap water.
Lastly, I started my classes for my life and health insurance licenses today. Talk about a somber theme. It's not a fun topic to discuss with clients, however, you really have to. Our instructor posed a question to the class. "What are your chances of dying?" The first dude stumbled over his words, and threw out 50%. Yeah, makes sense in a way, but not really. It's 100%. It's hard to put that into perspective. We then proceeded to near drowning of life products and what we can do to help clients take care of their loved ones. I don't expose a terrible amount of personal information, but it's making me think. I currently have $250,000 on myself. Quarter million is dope right? That's not even enough and I don't have any kids.
Getting old sucks, I gotta make sure my shit's on point for the future. This shit ain't guaranteed. Ironically, I'm writing this wanting to go smoke a cigarette.
I guess it's been a series of things that have been going on that's spawned such a thought. Usually I'm quite the optimist when it comes to life. But, like most things in my life, it's the little things that I like to notice. The first thing that I noticed was Pops at the house this past weekend. I came home on Thursday, it was rather hot out, and he's chillin' at the house, with a robe on, the thermostat on 75 and he was chilly. I swore it was a myth about old(er) people getting colder more often, but I guess not. I flashback to Jerry's parents at the Del Boca Vista condo complex and not knowing how to use the AC. That and his minor health problems (gout, which causes a mean pimp walk) just lead me to believe that you really can't stop time. Just kinda puts things into perspective.
Secondly, for those that know, my Great Aunt Violet suffered a stroke about 4 weeks ago and has been bed ridden and in therapy for the last 2 weeks. Not a pretty sight. Sad when someone that has so much perkiness is stripped of that. Pops and I went to visit her on Friday night to say goodbye as she's moving down to an assisted living spot in Richmond. I think my mindset was compounded by the fact that she still has her mind. Absolutely nothing worse than seeing someone who's mind is completely capable, yet the body is only functioning on maybe 40%. All she wanted to do was go home, and was rather vocal about it. I think even worse than that, the highlight of her night was me spoon feeding her water. About 6 spoonfuls of regular tap water. Tap water.
Lastly, I started my classes for my life and health insurance licenses today. Talk about a somber theme. It's not a fun topic to discuss with clients, however, you really have to. Our instructor posed a question to the class. "What are your chances of dying?" The first dude stumbled over his words, and threw out 50%. Yeah, makes sense in a way, but not really. It's 100%. It's hard to put that into perspective. We then proceeded to near drowning of life products and what we can do to help clients take care of their loved ones. I don't expose a terrible amount of personal information, but it's making me think. I currently have $250,000 on myself. Quarter million is dope right? That's not even enough and I don't have any kids.
Getting old sucks, I gotta make sure my shit's on point for the future. This shit ain't guaranteed. Ironically, I'm writing this wanting to go smoke a cigarette.
For some strange reason, a good piano riff always puts me in a perspective mood. This popped into my head.
11.6.08
Hating Summer vol.2
Now, I know the humidity has gone away and it's genuinely nice outside, but something's awry. The A/C in our office went out, on the day before those storms. It reached 80 degrees in our office yesterday, and then 84 today. And this is inside with about 6 fans going. =(
It's so bad, that my junk is smelling bad. And I wore shorts to the office today, AND I don't wear draws. There is zippy airflow. It's like I'm wearing tighty whities in a sauna. My shit's always got flow, that's why I'm hatin' life so much right now. At least we can wear shorts. It's like the job that I've always wanted.
Blah, enough about bad smelling junk. I haven't been posting much because not too much has been going on. Inundated with work (as usual) but not even my nights have been very active. I finally went through all of my porn DVD's and got (most) of them to the hard drive. The sad part of the story? My HD is already half full, and I'm barely 1/3 through my music collection. I knew I should've sprung for the terabyte. I once read that most HD's are only 1/3 full. What a load of crap. People, if you think that bigger HD is too much, you're wrong. Is the equivalent of a girl and a purse, the bigger one is, the more shit she'll have in it.
However, my computer still hasn't ceased to amaze. I'm lookin' forward to getting more familiar with it. I just need to activate my work from home BS. Anyone care to help w/ a VPN connection?
Oh and finally, some of you know this, but I get to house/dog sit for B for 2 days back in Cashburn. I'm really lookin' forward to kickin' it in the Broadlands again, sad as that may sound.
Saw this on VH1 Soul last night, brought me back, as most things do:
It's so bad, that my junk is smelling bad. And I wore shorts to the office today, AND I don't wear draws. There is zippy airflow. It's like I'm wearing tighty whities in a sauna. My shit's always got flow, that's why I'm hatin' life so much right now. At least we can wear shorts. It's like the job that I've always wanted.
Blah, enough about bad smelling junk. I haven't been posting much because not too much has been going on. Inundated with work (as usual) but not even my nights have been very active. I finally went through all of my porn DVD's and got (most) of them to the hard drive. The sad part of the story? My HD is already half full, and I'm barely 1/3 through my music collection. I knew I should've sprung for the terabyte. I once read that most HD's are only 1/3 full. What a load of crap. People, if you think that bigger HD is too much, you're wrong. Is the equivalent of a girl and a purse, the bigger one is, the more shit she'll have in it.
However, my computer still hasn't ceased to amaze. I'm lookin' forward to getting more familiar with it. I just need to activate my work from home BS. Anyone care to help w/ a VPN connection?
Oh and finally, some of you know this, but I get to house/dog sit for B for 2 days back in Cashburn. I'm really lookin' forward to kickin' it in the Broadlands again, sad as that may sound.
Saw this on VH1 Soul last night, brought me back, as most things do:
9.6.08
Sometimes it just takes an itch...
To get things going again. Maybe having a computer has shortened my attention span or it could be something else. So, I decided to give some new life into the blog. It's still a work in progress, but at least it's coming along.
I'm dickriding a bit on Fort's blog, however, I have to agree with him. Anyone that loves summer can suck it long and suck it hard. This heat shit is for the birds. My gripes aren't even because of the lack of A/C in my car (it doesn't help) but this is downright absurd. I can't remember a time when it's been this bad, this early. Fort likened it to walking into someone's mouth. It's someone's mouth that's been chewing on stale kitty litter with rotten teeth.
I'm dickriding a bit on Fort's blog, however, I have to agree with him. Anyone that loves summer can suck it long and suck it hard. This heat shit is for the birds. My gripes aren't even because of the lack of A/C in my car (it doesn't help) but this is downright absurd. I can't remember a time when it's been this bad, this early. Fort likened it to walking into someone's mouth. It's someone's mouth that's been chewing on stale kitty litter with rotten teeth.
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