I was watching some program on the Discovery Times channel over the
weekend on the rapture. Man, this shit is fucking hilarious. First of
all, the whole thought of the rapture was invented by a guy in the
1800s, based on his interpretation of the bible, if you can believe
that. I think he had a little too much time on his hands, see what
happens people when we have no tv to keep us busy? People start making
up even more shit about the bible. I find these people both endlessly
amusing and annoying at the
same time. I mean, for starters, for people that are anticipating the
end of days, they are awfully mello. I think they get stoned a lot. A
LOT. Think about this for a second. Whenever there is impending doom,
people panic. During fires or tornados or robberies, there is always a
portion of people that are just out of their minds with panic and fear.
The rapture people, they are convinced it is going to happen in their
lifetime and they are calm, cool and collected. You have to respect
that, no matter how fucking loopy they are. Now, if they truely believe
the end is coming, shouldn’t they be busy preparing for the end? First,
I say fuck their retirement savings and 401K. Oh, and since they aren’t
going to be needing their social security, how’s about passing that
onto
the current elderly. And, since they are going to die anyway, they
don’t need health insurance. And when they go to the doctor, they
should be the last ones to get treated. Think about it, no point in
getting that new kidney, after all, you aren’t going to need it. By
your calculations, the rest of us are going to be on the earth much
much longer, so we are going to use it longer then you will. I mean,
that’s like buying a toddler a brand new Armani suit, they will only
use it
for a few months before outgrowing it. Think about how many uninsured
people there are out there, if  the rapture people give up their
shit, we would have more than enough to cover everybody. And, since
some of our schools are overpopulated, the rapture people no longer
will be sending their kids to school. The left behinds are going to
need all the education and savvy possible if we are going to defeat the
Anti-Christ. We need to be mega prepared. Oh, and from now on, no more
clothes for the rapture people, when they are all summoned they are
going to leave behind their clothes and therefore quite a mess and I
will be damned if I’m going to clean up after those fuckers.

Now, the rapture people are very much about their faith and God and
this whole earth they claim he has created. So, in theory, they should
be all about protecting the environment, right? WRONG!! They don’t give
a shit about the environment. This doesn’t make sense. After all, your
Christ is supposed to be coming back, shouldn’t we at least tidy up for
him? I mean, when your parents come over, you make sure the house is
spotless, right, but you mean to tell me the Heavenly Father sends his
only son to take care of business and you can’t be bothered to pick up
the trash from your fucking lawn? And what about the air quality? What
if the Christmeister is asthmatic and has trouble breathing here on
earth? And how about the whole polar ice caps and global warming? Sure,
He might be able to walk on water and therefore not sink, but what if
he gets really drunk, hits his head and passes out face down, when the
ice caps melt He will be face down in water. The earth is in disgusting
shape, its kinda like a frat house after a party. So, here is a mop, a vacuum cleaner and a pole with a pointy end,
get working rapture people, after all, you will have plenty of time
since you will quit all your jobs since there is no point to your
working.

The thing thats so egotistical about the rapture people, is that they
go around trying to recruit people and honestly believe that they know
what is right for everybody else. And, they believe that no matter how
good of a person you are, if you don’t accept Jesus, you will be left
below. And, you can do whatever you want in life, as long as you accept
Jesus, you will be saved. So, that means that The Dali Lama will be
hanging with us, but should Bin Laden all of a sudden find Jesus in one
of the caves he is running around in, he will be saved. Does this make
any damn bit of sense? On the other hand, it gives me a blank check to
any and all kinds of mayhem. From now on, if you piss me off, I will
beat the shit out of you. And if you really make me angry, its ok to
kill you. I can also now walk into any store and steal whatever I want.
Ignoring homeless people? That’s my new bag, baby. But the best part is
all the free and promiscuous sex I’m going to have with any and ever
gender. And why stop at humans. I’m going to fuck who and what I want
whenever I want. There will be no stopping me. Imagine, the havoc I can
cause. I think I will go into the committing everybody’s sin business. I
will call it, “Sinful Business” and my motto will be “Let Mike sin for
you.” And the bigger the sin, the more money it will cost. And its all
ok, because I will find Jesus and he will give me sin immunity. And I
might need some workers, so who wants to walk with me and Jesus
committing all the sins the non rapture people don’t have the balls to
commit? Come on, it will be fun, and all you have to do is find Jesus.

Of course, the Simpsons brilliantly lampooned the whole rapture thing
last season on an episode and it was funny as all fucking hell. I
didn’t know that they were making fun of the “Left Behind” series of
books, but once I found out, it made that episode even funnier. I
swear, that show is amazing it never ceases to amaze me.

All right people, I’m desperate for an explanation of sorts. Would you
believe
that 3 seasons of the extremely crappy and annoying show Full House is
on dvd and yet, not one season of the brilliant and hilarious Get Smart
is on dvd? I think this mere fact makes America a worse country.
Something is wrong. Something is terribly wrong with this situation.

By the way, did any of you catch my little ode to Get Smart in that
first paragraph by using a popular catch phrase from the legendary show?

So, Bush has outsourced the guarding of our ports to a company from the
middle east? I guess in theory, they would be no more likely to be
terrorists than anybody else, but lets just stop and think about
something for a second. Fact is, a lot of terrorists that hate us and
want to blow us up are from the middle east. Good chance, the people
that will be protecting our ports are going to be from the middle east.
It doesn’t take the writers of 24 to see that perhaps a terroist from
the middle east could infiltrate this company and get a job working our
ports, exposing us to who knows what. Now, I’m not one to prey on
scaring people into believing or thinking the way I believe, but
sometimes, you just have to use basic common sense. I firmly believe
that where I live, I’m extremely safe from a terrorist attack and I’m
way more likely to choke to death on an Oreo than die from a terrorist
attack. That being said, we can’t leave ourselves vulnerable to more
attacks. Something is fishy here. Everybody, including the Department of
Homeland Security is against this deal. Most Republicans and all
Democrats are against this deal. The only people for it, are the Bush
Abomination. Why is this? Why is he so adamant on this? I read
somebody’s opinion that it is a conspiracy to continue a war on Muslims
since Bush is, for the most part, a Christian extremist. Realistically,
that theory is crazy. However, honestly, would it surprise you if Bush
was involved in something like this? My thinking is that realistically,
its all about money, and somehow, Bush and his evil goons somehow stand
to profit from this deal in someway and that is why he is doing it.

I played cards tonight at Ken’s house, he is the Christian from work.
For a while he has been talking about his friend Jay, who happened to
be the guy that eliminated me from Ken’s fantasy football league. We
had gotten through a good portion of the night when he started talking
about playing cards with people from Romeoville. I made a comment about
how people from Romeoville are losers.  Well, here is how the
conversation went after that:
Jay: “What’s wrong with people from Romeoville?”
Me: “Nothing, I’m only kidding, I’m from Romeoville”
Jay: “Really? Is your last name Consalvo?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Jay: “Wow, my last name is Baaske.”
Me, very loudly: “NO FUCKING WAY!!! Thats fucking crazy.”
Jay was a kid my mom babysat back in the 19-fucking70s!!! Can you even
believe this shit? Back in high school and for a few years after that,
I was practically best friends with his sister Cara (I have written
about her before) and even stood up in her wedding for her first sham
marriage. In fact, I was her maid of honor and her wedding (10 years
ago) was the last time I saw him. As for her, I last saw her at a party
at my house 4 years ago in which she was trying to pick up Jt. Shortly
thereafter, we had a falling out and I haven’t seen her since. See, she
was, well, for lack of a better term, she was kinda slut. She would
always go after all of my friend and had a way of turning them against
her. Plus, at the time I was in love with Jt, so none of that sat well
with me. She now lives in San Diego and just had her second daughter
last summer and is engaged to the father, who obviously has no idea
what he is getting himself into. Anywho, I gave him my number and email
address with the hope of getting in contact with her again, if nothing
else so that I can pass the info onto Dori.

One of the guys that played tonight was a very cute 25 year old guy who
looked an awful lot like Will Estes. He had never played before and sat
right across from me. Damn, he was fine, but pretty damn straight. For
his first time playing, he did ok, hanging in there but eventually, he
was the first person out. We had a total of 7 people and long story
short, I kept hanging in there and wound up finishing 4th, nothing too
thrilling. Anywho, that’s all for now people.

The “understudy” (to find out more about understudies, read post from
02/15/06) has moved a couple of floors down, so I don’t seem him nearly
as much. Still, I can’t help but like him and look forward to seeing
him, even though I know its a destructive path to be going down. Call
me nuts, but sometimes, I still feel something there and sense he might
be interested, but I have to keep telling myself that I’m crazy for
thinking that, since, well, I’m crazy for thinking that.

Today, some lady at work brought in homemade fudge that her husband
made. Shit, it was SOOOOOOOO good, except that it had nuts. Now, I like
nuts, but I just don’t like to mix nuts and chocolate. I know, its
supposed to be a natural combo, but it just doesn’t do it for me. The
funny part is that the adding of peanut butter to chocolate is a
godsend. This got me to thinking about ice cream. See, ice cream goes
with everything and is acceptable in pretty much every social
situation. Think about it. My friends and I always have ice cream after
pizza. And last week, somebody at work was dipping french fries into
her frostie, which as we know, kicks ass. Then there is cake and ice
cream. And, ice cream and pie. And cookies and ice cream. Its all
wonderful. Want something to taste better, add ice cream to it, its a
no brainer. Ice cream is at pretty much every party, from birthday
parties, to weddings to graduation parties. And, nothing beats sitting
there on a hot day eating ice cream at a baseball game. Or on a beach.
Shit, even at funeral luncheons they have ice cream as part of desert,
which brings me to the actual funeral. I want people to feel its ok to
have ice cream at my funeral. Shit, you can even eat it over me and if
you get some on me, that’s ok, I have never eaten ice cream and not
gotten some on me, so I feel that’s pretty fitting. Really, when you
think about it, ice cream is just about the perfect food, unless you
are lactose intolerant, in which case you are pretty much fucked when
it comes to ice cream. Let me tell you people, there is a reason we all
“scream for ice cream” and that’s because it kicks motherfucking ass.
And, its not just a summer thing either, I have about as much ice cream
in the winter as I do in the summer. And, I will never forgot the time
my mom took Mark and I to 31 Flavors and we had ice cream for dinner. I
think she gave up for that one day and just stop caring. Or maybe she
just ran out of ideas for what to cook and said “fuck it, lets have ice
cream.” Either way, I think its every kid’s dream to have ice cream for
dinner. No,wait, its also every adult’s dream too. Now, if only we
could find a way to have ice cream for breakfast……..

Today at work, I went out to my car and when I sat down in the car, I
sat on my badge and it broke right the fuck in half. I don’t quite
understand this, I sit in the car while wearing it all the time and
this was the first time it broke.

I went to Meijer tonight to pick up some shit, one of which was a case
of Pepsi. Motherfucker, if I didn’t get a paper cut underneath my nail
on my flip off finger while picking up the case of Pepsi. That shit
hurts like a sonofabitch. Anywho, as I got up to checkout, I chose the
lane with the hot kid. Tall, skinny, spiky hair like it had been in a
light socket. He couldn’t be any older then 17 and was just cute as
hell. For some reason, he was wearing Spider-Man wrist bands. I, of
course, had to comment on that:
Me: “Are those Spider Man wristbands”
Cute Boy: “Uh-huh:
Me: “Kick ass. Do they shoot webs out of them?”
He said no, but I went on playfully bantering with him when another
worker lady came up and asked me if I had heard about the Pepsi sold at
Jewel that people had said stunk of fumes. I said I would let them know
if it stunk of fumes and if it caused a problem, maybe Cutie Spider Man
could come and save me. He laughed, but I think it was in more of a
“that’s kinda creepy” kind of way. I told them I might not mind the
fumes if it gave me a good buzz.

I’m thinking that given the choice of bleeding internally or
externally, I would choose external, and not because of the fact that
it would be less of a chance of dying. See, the way I see it, internal
bleeding is for pussies. Allow me to explain. See, how you bleed really
says something about your blood. If you bleed internally, that pretty
much means that your blood is wimpy and gives up easily. I mean, its
like the blood says “Ahhhh, fuck this shit, its too tough to go all the
way to the skin and force our way out. Lets just explode in here, its
easier.” Whereas, external bleeding says “Aint nobody or nothing
holding me back, clear the way fuckers, I’m about to make a mess up in
here and I don’t give a fuck who I piss off.” See, its all about
attitude. Sure, anybody can bleed internally, but it takes real blood
to uproot itself and go to the outside world. Cracking that skin is
tough. Its kinda like planning a vacation. Sure, anybody can plan a
vacation in which they stay home and not do much. But, the real fun is
when somebody takes a trip, and the further you go, the more fun the
trip. Its the same way with blood, really. Localized bleeding near the
pancreas isn’t really anything, its kinda like working down the block
from your house. But, when the blood goes from the nasty cut on the arm
all the way out the skin and onto the floor and surrounding space, then
you really have something. Why should the blood give up on the inside,
when it can have so much more of an influence on the outside? Think
about it, people actually pass out when the see blood even if its not
their own blood. But, when you tell somebody that you are bleeding
internally, they don’t pass out or even bat an eyelash. When people
lose a high volume of blood, they turn pale and get cold and might even
pass out. When people bleed internally, their aint no pale face, they
just sorta bleed internally until……….ok, so they might die. But
blood that everybody can see, that’s where its at man, nothing scares
the shit outta people like a pint of blood spewing out of what used to
be a leg.

For those of you that don’t know, each year my friend Scooty has a
gathering for a weekend at his house which we call “Scootyfest”. This
weekend is that weekend. I’m currently alone in his house while
everybody else is at dinner. They went to the icky Golden Corral and
since I was a little too “drinky drinky” last night, the thought of a
dinner buffet did not sound very appealing to me. I’m feeling a little
better now, but did not want to go. Needless to say, this leaves me
with some time to myself, and a chance to update. Last night was fun,
we had just 8 of us (me, Mark, John, Randy, Keith, Heather, Scooty and
Kris) I will write more later, for now I have to go.

All right people, I’m going to be gone for the weekend, but will try to
update at least one. Nevertheless, I will leave you with this to chew
on and discuss:

Damn, this link was so damn long. As you might imagine, I find not only
this woman’s actions appalling, but also the attitude of the pastor and
the church. This lady has a mental illness, so that is why she
committed this sad crime. To say it was demons is really, well, its
insulting. That’s all I have to say about it for now, read the damn
article, people!!!

So, are they going to charge Cheney with any crimes or what? I have
heard that he did not have a hunting license. But, from the looks of
things, the prosecutor in Texas will probably not charge him with
anything. Now, if this was anybody else, they would be charge with some
sort of crime. I know it was an accident, but a man was shot and nearly
died. Accident or not, somebody should be held responsible. And that
somebody is the Vice President of the United States. Do you realize how
many vice presidents besides Cheney have shot somebody? Take a look at
this long list:

1. Aaron Burr
2. Nobody else.

Its just amazing how bad things have gotten for the Bush
administration, it seems like each week something worse happens and
things just go from being worse to even worse. Of course, for somebody
like me, none of this is bad, I sit back and find Bush’s troubles
amusing. When it is all said and done, It will probably go down as one
of the worst 2nd terms in American history.

Ohhhhh, today is the start of spring training, at least for the Cubs.
Each year in mid January, I start really missing baseball and this year
was no different. And, for some reason, Comcast Sports Net has been
replaying certain Cubs games from last year. They even had a pretty
goofy promo which had the words on the screen “Baseball is back” and
right below that it said “Coming soon.” Ok, how can it both be back and
coming soon at the same time? Nevertheless, I’m anxious and excited for
another season, even if I have to deal with some asshole Sox fans.

I’m really starting to like the straight guy at work more and more each
day. And, each day, I find myself trying to find reasons and excuses to
talk to him. I know its a dead end and I know I shouldn’t do this to
myself, but yet, I’m powerless to stop. I don’t want to be one of those
gay guys that is convinced he can turn a straight guy gay or think “he
is gay, he just doesn’t know it yet.” Yet, every instinct tells me that
if I got him out of work, sparks might fly. We get along great and seem
to have decent conversations. And, he seems to show an interest in me.
I know he is a “metrosexual” but the lines between homosexuals and
metrosexuals have blurred so much. He has so many “gay traits” is
downright funny. Allow me to explain my thoughts on metrosexuals.

You know how closeted gays struggle with their sexuality? They are in
denial about their homosexuality and don’t want to be gay and have a
hard time accepting it? Well, with metrosexuals, they are in denial about
their heterosexuality and don’t want to accept it. Lets take a closer
look, shall we. First of all, I’m going to need your help to come up
with another word for metrosexuals. You know how homosexuals have so
many words for themselves, such as gay and queer. Well, metros need
their own word. Because they are one step from being gay and can stand
in for any homosexual in a heartbeat, lets call them understudies, but
please feel free to come up with other words. Now, understudies know
how to dress. The guy at work dresses better than just about any
straight guy I have ever known. Most understudies don’t like sports,
except when it is hip to do so, you know, like during the Olympics or
when the local team is in the championship. They are thin and neat and
very well groomed. They are interested in taking very good care of
themselves. They like musicals and are Democrats. When you look at how
all of those are things that are normally associated with gays, the
line the separates homos and heteros is rendered virtually invisible,
causing malfunctioning gaydars and girls to even be more interested in
these guys than hetero guys. One can certainly see how this could cause
a problem. Like gays in denial that yearn to be straight and try to live
a straight lifestyle, these understudies yearn to be gay and try in vain
to live a gay lifestyle. Like the gay guy that forces himself to be
attracted to females, these understudies try hard to get turned on by
guys. They even go out and watch Brokeback Mountain and might even
attend gay pride parades. But, at the end of the day, they are still
fucking the pussy much to their disappointment.

So, what are we to do to make the line between gays and straights
visible again? A simple solution really: everybody is constantly drunk.
A lot of people show their true colors when they are drunk. People
become more horny. You would know instantly, because if they are drunk,
they start hitting on people they are attracted to. And of course,
since you too are drunk, you would be too busy to care that the person
you are interested in is actually  not on the same page as you,
because you would be busy hitting on a person you actually have a
chance with. Oh, I know this means people would be going to work drunk,
but wouldn’t this make work more tolerable? Think about it, the
annoying co-worker that you just want to stab with a pencil all of a
sudden becomes your drinking buddy, the person that will not only buy
another round, but also get up to get it too. And for those that are
violent, pissed off drunks, they will become so unpleasant and
unattractive that nobody will give a fuck if they are straight or gay,
as long as they leave you the fuck alone. And if you fuck up, you have
a built in excuse: I couldn’t help it, I was drunk! Ahhhh, what a non
confusing world this would be. For a lot of us, this would drastically
increase our chances of getting laid. And, it would save us the
embarrassment and the time wasted in trying to pick up somebody who
“plays for the other team” because we would know right away if they are
gay. So come on people, are you with me? Tomorrow at work, show up with
a 6 pack and a box of condoms and let your genitals do the rest of the
work.

I got into a conversation at work today about organ donation. We were
talking about why some people choose to be organ donors and why some
don’t. I had explained that for some people, its for religious
reasons. For example, when my cousin lost his legs almost 30 years ago,
they had his legs buried. I swear, I’m not making this up. The Catholic
reasoning behind this is that “if you bury the missing body parts, they
will be reunited in heaven with the body.” Yeah. Uh-huh, right. So,
when he dies, he is going to roll up the stairway to heaven in his
wheelchair and they are just going to say to him as he gets to the
gates “welcome to heaven, you will be here for all eternity. Oh, and
remember your legs, here they are, why don’t you just slide right back
into them.” I mean, did they have a proper funeral for the legs,
because without a proper funeral, can we expect them to go to heaven?
Which brings up another point, were the legs baptized? Because, if
somebody is not baptized, they go to hell, is it the same way for
missing limbs? I just can’t even begin to picture them having a baptism
and funeral for the legs on the same day. Are there Godparents for the
legs? Are they the same people that would be pallbearers? Do the legs
have a tombstone: HERE LIES PAUL’S LEGS, SOMEDAY THEY WILL BE REUNITED
IN HEAVEN. Do people pray for the legs or buy flowers for the grave?
And what about other body parts? According to some religions, if you
donate your organs, when you get to heaven you will be minus those
organs. See, when my mom died, I had them take her corneas, does this
mean she is wandering through the afterlife not being able to see? How
can she go from living an honorable life being able to see and then all
of a sudden, POOF! you can’t see in heaven? And what about other
organs, such as hearts, kidneys and such? I thought that the soul goes
to heaven and the body is left behind? If this is the case, then people
shouldn’t need their organs and therefore, donation should be ok. Since
I’m a borderline atheist, I’m all for organ donation. I mean, carve me
up like a Thanksgiving turkey and harvest my organs on the black market
for all I care, I ain’t going to need any of them. Ok, so maybe not on
the black market, but you get what I mean. The way I see it, if my
heart, which I have not taken care of at all and quite frankly might be
on its last thumps, can bring joy to somebody else for even a few days,
have at it. And if somebody can find some sort of use for my eyes, more
power to you. Think of how funny it would be if somebody took all of my
organs and used them in their Halloween costume. Of course, I might put
up at least a mild objection if I’m not done with them. But, see, its
all about sharing. Hell, I really don’t care what you do with them. If
you find out my liver is not quite up to par, feel free to feed it to
your dog if he will eat it. It doesn’t make sense not to use them.
Shit, when somebody dies, they don’t just throw away everything they
own. They go through it and sort out the junk from the treasures. And
some people even leave things in a will. Maybe thats what I will do. To
my brother John, I leave my hair. To my brother Mark, I leave my brain.
To my mother’s family, I will leave you what you most need, a heart,
since most of you are cold, heartless bastards. See, this might be the
way of the future.

At least, it should be the way of the future, as far as organ donation
goes. How can these religions even tell their followers not to donate
organs? I thought religon was supposed to be all about life and love
and giving. Why is it that they are all about being humane, against
people dying (such as abortions and the Terri Schivo thing) but won’t
give people another chance to live or improve the life of somebody? My
mom always said not to throw away food because to waste food is a sin.
By this reasoning, wasting good organs is a sin too. This is chance to
give as much back to your fellow man as you can. Isn’t this what Jesus
would do? Wouldn’t he want people to give organs? I just find it
hypocritical to preach life and giving and being like Jesus and then
not truly following through in the end. How can these people call
themselves “Christians” if they are not willing to be more Christ like?
The ultimate gift you can give somebody is the gift of life. Your
organs which you have left behind can give somebody that gift. It can
give somebody the chance at a semi normal life. If somebody is a
Christian, they have to believe that the body is just a shell and the
afterlife is all about the soul. The “shell” and everything inside of
the “shell” shouldn’t matter. And if you are to be judged to get into
heaven, you should have lived a worthy life, and part of that is
giving to others and helping your fellow man. And that is what life and
organ donation is all about. So, damn those religions for the hypocrisy
that they sell, of which sometimes does not make the world a better
place.

Today was Addison’s baptism, I skipped the actual baptism but instead
went to the after party thingy at Mark and Amy’s house. John and I
arrived at about 2:15ish and just about everybody was already there.
Amy’s sister’s in laws (that might be confusing, so let me just clairfy
it was Amy’s sister’s husband’s parents. See, that was even worse) made
some very very good artichoke dip. I should have got the recipe, but,
well, you know. Is that too many commas in that last sentence? Anywho,
Rusty’s 3 year old daughter Delaney was a-damn-dorable, she kept making
everybody stand up so that we could sing “The Morning Mambo” whatever
that is. I think she is going to be in entertainment of some kind. Man,
Matt’s (Amy’s brother in law) sister had her shoes off and she had the
goofiest toes I have ever seen. They were tiny and very stubby, they
didn’t go with the rest of her body. I wonder if she knows this.
Speaking of awkward body parts, for some reason, Mark and I kept ripping
on each other. See, Mark always makes fun of my tiny arms, which I find
funny. Shit, I’m comfortable with my arms, so its all good. Well, we
just kept going back and forth making fun of each other, it was funny.
And then even Matt got in the act, as he kept making fun of my arms as
well. Oh Matt, you are so fucking hot.

So, Sammy Sosa is seriously considering retirement. The only offer he
has received this winter has been a non-guaranteed $500,000 from the
Washington Nationals. Through a source, he has said “Sammy doesn’t
think of himself as someone who has to beg for a spot on a big league
roster,” and “Sammy wants to get to 600 home runs, but he’s not willing
to humiliate himself to keep playing. He feels that the lack of
interest in his services this winter constitutes a humiliation,” added
the source. Geez, what a fucking egomaniac. As it always has been, its
all about “SAM-ME” and his massive fucking ego. I actually hope he
takes the contract, so that he can come back to Chicago and we can boo
the shit out of him. Of course, his massive ego probably will be
“injured” for those games. Still, I think this is a fitting way for
this selfish prick to go out, nobody wanting him and he showing more of
his true colors by making comments like that. I think he deserves this.
After years of his massive ego being stroked and getting a bigger head,
he has become what he never wanted to become, and that is
insignificant. The “great” Sammy Sosa doesn’t matter anymore and that
is more of a humiliation than any amount of boos the Cubs fans could
shower upon his ungrateful ass.

Have you guys heard about this:

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060213/ap_on_go_pr_wh/cheney_hunting_accident

Dick Cheney has shot somebody. I do feel bad for the person that got
shot, but shouldn’t he know better than to be around anybody in the
Bush administration and guns at the same time. The thing is, I always
thought Bush would be the first one to “accidentally” shoot somebody. I’m
also surprised that this whole tragedy hasn’t given Evil Dick a heart
attack. I wonder if this was the look he had on his face before the
shooting:

Cheney: “You are going down, bitch.This is what you get for telling
people the truth about the Iraq war. The only thing that is going to be
deader than you is my chances of being elected president.”

Oh, evil Dick. When will we lock away your ass?