Sunday, May 19, 2013

Would Mike Tyson Have Made a Great Fat Albert Character, Or What...?!?

Lispses, and lipses. Juicy mouthedness, for good measure...
(Sorry, listening to Mike Tyson on Stern, on Youtube, like the boss I is)
Wow, I had a picture of Colin Hay set up for today's post, then I remembered I'd saved a picture of mein friend. He is definitely not having the time of his life right now. Sadly, there was a time, back in the day, where I'd told him to come down here and live with me. We were both pre-married at the time. He should've listened to me. Who knows? It might have turned out worse.
I haven't drank a drop since New Year's Eve, he hasn't stopped drinking since, until he ended up in the pokey. Now I know why his old lady went back to her old name, and why she didn't seem keen to let me know what up. His cousin told me he was in jail, then I looked him up. Domestic, hmmm...
He looks like he got the worst of it all. Poor guy, he's like my brother. The last time I talked to him, he seemed about ready to get his shit together.
Guess I'll find out all in good time, but he never should've hooked up with a chick that's in her late 50's. She's got 20 years experience more than you, of fucking overs and such. He also quit his job on the same Eve, so he was pretty much living off of her. Some serious shit went down, to be sure, I just don't have a clue what it is/was. Maybe he wanted her to dye her bush...
So gross. Never liked her. Garshhhh, hope she never reads this, by the way.
She always was all up in our phone business. Anyhoo...
Sorry, buddy. Hope you get squared away.

Watched the new Star Trek. I liked it, I just had to let the original go. Things were changed up, and some things were switched up. I can accept the new everything, it's just a whole new beast.
Too bad it knocked Iron Man 3 off its lofty perch. It's all about timing.
A-. New Spock still weirds me out. He has a little Paul Stanley going on with those lips.
He also runs like a girl. Surprise...
Will there be a third? Can we still swing it all around so's we can chill with the dolphins in the fourth?
They also carry the same cool camp vibe as the original.
I miss Montalban's Khan, though, and where's those badass little sand slugs they put in Chekov's ear that made him scream like a bitch?!?
Less than the origina, I'd say, but still pretty nice. See it, fools.
Ok, then. I have kinda petered out a bit on posting, but I'm going to find more time to bore the shit out of no one in particular.
Last month I was a posting beast.
Time for some Children's Hospital and iPhone Scrabble, or whatever the fuck they call it.
Peace, nerds.

Wednesday, May 08, 2013

Smurf It Up, Fuzzball...

Ugh. Got time for a bitch fit?
Just kidding. I'm not going to waste anyone's time with that noise. Besides, it could go on for days.
WTF is wrong with everybody? It seems the world gets crueler and meaner every time I step foot all up in it.
Right now it is as if I'm surrounded by extreme dick wheels on a 24/7 basis. I just wanna chill. I just wanna...
I am sooooooooooooooooooo dragging my heels on actually working out.
I'm actually keeping a pretty lean looking body, it just needs to get the dormant muscles in there pumped back up. I just have no energy, and you all keep sucking my very soul out of me.
Please stop.
I guess it is all just a thing that gets better over time, gradually. I'm just an impatient son of a bitch. I likes it all now.
All or none.
Saw Iron Man 3 the other day. It was wayyyyy better than the others. I can't wait for Thor 2 and Captain America 2. So many awesome movies to come out semi soon. Kick Ass 2, le sigh...
I have had such a hard time lately enjoying anything, or feeling that excitement for something not yet obtainable, but soon will be. I will say I did laugh my balls off a few times watching some Howard Stern interviews from Youtube on my bigscreen. It's good to know I can still laugh, I wasn't sure if I could there for awhile unless it involved someone else's misfortune.
I wish I had interesting stuff to talk about. I feel bad for anyone who actually might...
Ehhhh, who am I kidding?
Wahh blah blahhhh with a woopsy diddle doodly-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Sometimes, of late, I will actually feel somewhat like my old self and zing it up on the internet google box machine. I'm like, "Damn, I'm superwitty and fly tonight. What up with me?"
Then some asshole will swoop in and try to cut my legs out from underneath me. They never do, of course, but it still waylays momentum.
The meetings are also getting superweird. People are so hateful, yet the most devoted sheeple when called upon to speak. Alot of people I have no idea who the fuck they even are, and a few of them are trying to grapple with the wrong hombre.
Do not try to get crazy with esai.
Don't you know I'm loco?!?

Saturday, May 04, 2013

Derpa Durr...

I had to give someone the old heave ho on Facebook yesterday. She was actually my second cousin or something like that. No biggie, as her posts consisted of her with a mohawk, or other white trashy whatever.
I mentioned something about Halloween H2O sucking, and she freaked out on me.
I gave her some whatfer, then blocked her.
End of story. Weird, though...
Anyhoo, just sitting around watching stuff online. Just finished a big, healthy bowl of black eyed peas, peppered up with a few splashes of Tapatio. I'm really losing the flabby patches, now hoping the skin cinches up as quickly as possible.
Guess my Dad went into the hospital today for his blood pressure. He's not being admitted, so that must mean good. I hope he's ok, I'm thinking about shooting on up there for the day tomorrow, not sure yet.
That would suck more than anything. I always hate thinking about losing anyone/everyone I love. I'd so much rather go before. Loss. Couldn't deal with it. I am the worst at it/with it.
The weather is shitty, we actually had snow. It didn't stick, of course, but geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez.
The end is nigh, the end is nigh!!!
Is it? Who knows?
Sometimes, I would openly welcome it, selfishly.
I'm probably not really even near that brave.
For all any of us know, I might be be grovelling on the floor, all snot bubbles and shit.
I sooooooo wish I were rich as fuck. I don't want to burn through it, or anything. I just want to be that weird, reclusive guy that likes shit he ordered online delivered discreetly, and promptly.
Fuck Seth McFarlane, with his lame ass IMAX BS.
I would love to have some state of the art recording studio with any and all instruments you could ever want to learn and play. I can already bang around on some drums, strum a little geetar, and fiddle around on some keyboards. I would love making music even if no one in the world ever wanted to hear it. I bet it would be pretty dang sweeet, though. Back up, chief...
I guess I may be seeing Iron Man 3 this weekend, maybe, depending on how my Dad is. Wondering if it'll be as boring as the other two...
Hurry up, Captain America and Thor. I need those sequels, preferably sans Downey Jr.
Nor Sammy J.
Later taters...