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Sunday, July 20, 2014

Weed Gawds...

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?
I just found this photo on my laptop, just now even.
Anyhoo, whatever. I just got back from seeing my parental units in Springfield. My Mammy made Schnitzel with baked beans and cucumbers and uhhhhhhh...
Some kind of killer potato salad. It was all the bomb. Yea, amen.
Loved it. Right now I'm jamming to some extended mix stuffs on Youtube. Shake for the Shiek, to be exact. Great song, even better mix. Could've used more guitar like their mix for Wil, Wild West. I liked Escape Club, too bad they didn't have but about two good songs in them. Bummer.
Oh yeah, by the dubs...
I was looking for pipe screens earlier, and lo and behold.
A nice healthy nugg of kush. I have no idea where it came from, and I'm more than happy to oblige.
Thank you, Weed Gawds.

Monday, July 14, 2014

Connecting the Blank Blankety Blanks...

Whee doggies!!!
Man, can't wait to see this when it comes outness...
Watching the new Norm MacDonald podcast with Roseann Barr. I'm normally not a big fan of hers, but he seems to love her, and the conversation is popping. I saw her judging on Last Comic Standing this season, trying to orate her feelings on someone's performance. She was completely off base, and tried to backpedal on her critique. Also, I remember Johnny Rotten's story about nearly being on her show back in the day. Twas not to be, and I bet old Johnny didn't give a flying fuck...
Anyhoo, worked out today. Feeling sickly, though, so not much heat on today's crunch out.
Work sucks.
Not really much going on.
Not seeming to be extremely witty today, either.
Maybe posting was a bad idea.
Back away from me slowly, and do not make eye contact...
Bee tee dubs: Congrats to Germany in the World Cup. Fuck Argentina, and Brazil for that matter. Not the countries, but those players are some dirty ass floppers. Also, wah wahhhhhh on the fans.
WTF?!?
Suck it up, there's always four years from now...
Soon NFL will be back. Yay for me. Also, this will make the rest of the wait for The Walking Dead a bit more bearable...
Dot dot dot...

Wednesday, July 09, 2014

Rotten Luck For All in the World Cup, 'Cept Mein Deutschland...!!!

Guess what I've been doing?
Lounging around like a little piggy, sipping on a nice, tall glass of iced tea?
Nahhhhh, but I've been semi busy, at least.
For one, the World Cup has been pretty dang sweeet. Sadly, I watched Holland go down. I thought they'd smack ass on the Argentinians...
Yesterday, watching Germany annihilate Brazil 7-1 was amazing. I loved it because the Brazilian team is full of smug, camera mugging flop artists.
"Wahhh wahhhhhh, we didn't have Neymar!!!"
Really? One guy gone ends your aspirations? Wow, that's a load of bullschlaka...
!!!GO, GERMANY!!!
So, other than that, just working out daily. Looking great, and feeling amazing. I'm still feeling the pains and aches, but they are lessening. Soon I will be a well oiled machine once again. Trying to stay away from cigarettes, having a hard time, at times. I will conquer, though.
Watched the movie, Tammy, with Melissa McCarthy. I liked it, but we saw it in a completely empty theater, and Susan Sarandon grosses me out. Sorry, don't find her hot, even back in the day.
Ewwww, ginger bush. So grody.
Also, I was getting "fixins" for a salad I was making for my kid, when a fly flew into the refrigerator. I immediately start swatting away at it. Suddenly, another enters forbidden air space. I frantically attempt to shoo them out, and end up raking my fingers deeply through a watermelon half, splattering mein shorts.
This flew me into a rage. I then caught both flies and crushed them. There is only penalty, and that, mein friends, is DEATH, pure and simple.
DEATH.
Anyhoo, I guess things have been fine, but somewhat boring. Even the bullshit I deal with is the same old same old. Assholes abound at work, and they try to cause me grief.
Why?!?
No fucking clue.
Fucking joykillers.
Such is life. I use anger to fuel my workouts, and it really helps.
Anger is an energy, said Johnny...
I can't wait to see Argentina get their come uppance...
Speaking of The Rotten One, wonder who his pick for the win is, and if it is even the same as who he'd actually like to win out of the two?
Hmmm...

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Kenny Powers Remix, Y'alls...

Yikes, where, oh where have I been?!?
Right now finishing up the last season of East Bound and Down. Gots my kid's XBOX 360 in here to watch some HBOGO. When I'm done, I'll more than likely give it back to him. I haven't checked if they have more, and better, access to movies. HBO OnDemand kind of sucks. Anyhoo...
Right? That's me and Kenny housing it up. Can't you tell by the headphones, and the fact that he's gripping them like he's laying some smooth and creamy jam all over that bread.
What a great show, right up there with a few other greats: Get a Life. ALF. Great, now I can't think of any more right now...
So I've been working out and running again for two weeks now. Looking great, and feeling it, too.
I still have a few cigarettes here and there, but I'm ready to say goodbye for good soon. Also, being at a real gym, and ramming a ton of baked chicken and protein, has bulked me up nicely already. I noticed parts of my upper arm are already getting pretty thick again, and I love it when others notice. Helps me keep going...
Planet Fitness is pretty sweeet. My diet is killer, too. Very low fat, high fiber and protein. Nothing bad at ALL. I keeps it pretty clean. Lots of greens. I have a few last pockets of resistance that will shrink and die soon enough. I am doing a pretty good job of muscle building, though. I have been eating a shit ton of baked chicken, but I also eat alot of peas, or beans of different kinds, or lentils, and such. If there's beef around, as long as it's not some gristly, fatty piece of death, I will scarf it down. I don't do it all the time, but when I go to a buffet like Golden Corral, I fill up as much as I can. I really don't want to get down to 150ish again.
Buffer, I say, but still extremely tight. I want definition, I also have access to way better ab machines, and more diverse. I have three that I do daily, but I like to change things up here and there with a random other machine.
Yeah, I love when I'm like this. I'm probably annoying to people, but they can see what I do works in a very short time. Plus, no vagina neck. My skin is kind of loose, but it'll shrink. I'm looking for a more permanent style fit look for me. No more falling off the wagon, or tobacco love. I will still toke, of course, but it actually truly is medicinal to me. Works wayyy better than any antidepressant I ever took. They all made me want to just die...
Anyhoo, time to smoke while I am still weak for them. I wish I could share so much more on here, but I always seem to begin to clam up on here as I go along. Sadly...
So much weirdness in my life, probably most of it my fault, or some penance I must pay to some vindictive shadowy figure, literally and metaphorically...?
I tire of deep thinking, or being forced to listen to other lesser beings make feeble attempts at doing so. I get it, it's all some fucked up "everybody's got a perspective on things"...
I get that.
My problem is that 99.99999999% of the world is full of people whose perspective is straight up:
FUCKED.
I guess it has always been like this, and will continue to do so well after my bones crumble to dust.
Makes you wonder why anyone, other than the shitheels of this planet, would want to be immortal.
Would I, could I, I would use my indestructibility to punish the evildoer. It would also help to be able to reach large masses to be able to "judge" them as "aight" or "fucked" and award accordingly.
I could just go to prisons and sweep my arm across a field of prisoners, and the savable will watch the rest writhe and burn. No one would be safe from this watchful eye. But, most would be safe, as most do not want more than just to be happy. Sadly, they usually don't rule, just suffer.
I don't feel very optimistic about all that lovey dovey shit right now, but ehhhhh...
It's all good, though I weep for the future.

Saturday, May 24, 2014

The Legendary SEVERED PENIS Story...

This be my graduated child with her cousin's girlfriend. Extremely proud of she. Her be smart even though her don't speak in a robot voice.
Wow, we saw the new XMEN movie, Days of Future Past, and wow, wow, and wow. I loved it. The best parts to me were in the future when they are being wiped out by the Sentinels. It was pretty brutal, with two being worth mention. First was when Bobby/Iceman gets grabbed in his ice form and his head is broken free of his neck. The next was when Colossus was pulled apart at the waist. Both of those scenes had me agape, I wasn't expecting it to be what it was. The only thing I knew they wouldn't put in but should've was that they should've both reverted back to normal form when dead. I'm sure it was brought up, but decided against due to wanting to keep a PG13 rating...
Maybe we can get a rougher version when the blu ray hits, which I will have to add to everything else. The XMEN films are the only thing I have in entirety other than the last Spiderman trilogy, which I also lurve...
I'd really like to get all the Avenger and the solo films on blu ray. I pretty much only have the 3D THOR 2.
I do also have Man of Steel and Green Lantern, and a few more in there, but I'd love them all.
I'm hoping to get, like, the Captain America ones on blu ray when the next/last one comes out so I'll have a sweeet box set. Also the Phase One box sets would be nice. I wish they'd went ahead and redid the Hulk, still makes me sad. I need/prefer continuity...
Anyway, three day weekend. Killer Kush hurr with me, so it is all tolerable that there are idiotic people here drinking and playing some card game for money, not sure WTF it's called, though.
I saw only one person of lates is bothering to read this craptastic blerg, wonder who they be...?
I was doing a pretty good job of posting alot, but then it all goes to poo sometimes, doesn't it?
I would love to have another desktop and privacy like I had before because I loved the "on the fly" posting awesomeness I did here in the beginning. I'm still occasionally snazzy, but I was spot on back then.
I guess an upswing is long overdue. But, yeah, desktop. I hate this laptop, all hunched over it.
Another quick thangie: Norm MacDonald is back with his podcast. Took forever, wonder what ever did happen to him. He looks wayyy better now, and the show is funnier so far than last years bunch. Meeting Norm would be amazing. Not sure how I'd feel if he was a douche, probably crushed. I would still love to, I could easily just quietly just sit near him as he tells stories like nobody's business. There would be no forced laughter, or uneasy non eye contact awkwardness...
Like the story I got hurled at me today. I will save the SEVERED PENIS STORY for another day.
Don't forget to remind me.

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

The Boogaloo Shrimpfest Buffet: Breaded, Dreaded, and Jerry Curl Netted...

Ahhhh, da wind, she doth bloweth, on me no less...
We could dance the party all night and drink some cherry wine?!?
Probably not, besides he's dead, Jimbo.
I just now realized how coincidental it is that I post a gif of David Spade and I'm about to go rewatch his comedy special I dvr'ed last weekend. It is a pretty good one, and I also recorded a Patton Oswald one that needs to be watched and purged of. Not sure if I'm going to get it done tonight, but we'll give 'er...
Na na na naaahh, na-na-nahhhhhh...
Now some extended Don't Dream It's Over for mein own listening pleasure. So well placed in the miniseries they did of The Stand, I liked it after that, yet not before. Hmmmm, go figure...
So many...
Dot dot dots.
Yet none for dipping, as always seems the case in a dive like this with the things and the boobie tassles, no?
I should've known when I saw the sign that said FREE BREAKFAST with cover charge. I get inside, and what do I get?!?
Lies, lies, lies. No fries, just lies. And boobies, lest we forget...
Because the sign was nothing more than a ruse, really. Shorn and slick as sliced slaw on the halfshell.
Don't bother deciphering this, it makes no sense to mein ears and eyes neitherly and netherly.
Ok, then. Time for a few mustard and biscuits before Mama comes in for my Bible lessons...
Peace out, Sniglets.
Btw, Chaka Khan might feel for you, but I do not. Not unless that funkeh bass line is poppin'...
And lockin'...

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Would a Little More Glove Make It Right...?!?

Wow, not sure how that sweeet picture got onto my laptop, but here she be.
Anyway, Happy Mother's Day to all y'all muthas out thurr.
I cleaned up the yard and much more today. I also ended up BBQing for my wife and some peoples. I then called my own dear Mammy. She pretty much spent it bitching me out, though, over random stuff. It's ok, though I had to straighten her out on a few tidbits. She's been listening to Sandy's version of the past, where I'm some drugged out douchebag "that ever gonna 'mount to nuthin'..."
It kind of hurts when they do that, as I was straight up lovable, son.
Anyway, I softened it up by the end of it. I hope she chills on that shit next time, I just want to try to enjoy some chit chat. I'm cool, though, not mad. Just wondering WHY sometimes...
If anything as a teenager, I more disappeared: POOF!!!
I spent alot of time out there learning about stuff no one wanted to be around to teach me that should've.
Forget about that right now, as will I. I just wanted to call her and have some happiness funtimes...
Maybe all the sun I got today will brighten spirits, as will this sweeet cheebness.
And some Olivia Newton Johnson!!!
Or some Matthew MconaughHEY!!!
Ok, gang, something went flippy on my whatnot hurr. Back atcha, naw!!!