I think I’m going to start an important question of the day for people to vote on and generate some sort of conversation. And by question of the day, I mean, once a week. So here is the question of the day for you to answer. Are you ready for it, this is huge. HUUUGE!!!
If you could take one member of Metallica with you as a date to a funeral, who would it be?
Longtime readers know that I’m nothing if not a big fan of earth, being that it our only current planet. So when I heard about uranium mining that might take place in the Grand Canyon, I was non too happy. Fortunately, there is a petition that you can sign to help fight this travesty. The petition is located here:
http://www.avaaz.org/en/mines_in_the_grand_canyon/?vl
Even if you don’t go there, you can just do a search online for Grand Canyon uranium mining to find any number of petitions to sign. I’ve never been to the Grand Canyon but it is the one place in the entire world that I want to see before I die. I wish I had more time to write about this very important topic but I don’t, so please just go sign the petition and read more about it for yourself. Hurry though, the deadline is Monday April 4.
As you probably know I’m a huge baseball fan. There was a protected post I had a few weeks ago about a job in NYC blogging for Major League Baseball that I applied for and got a response that I had moved to the next step. Well I haven’t heard anything back and the season starts in two days. I’m starting to think that perhaps I’m not going to get the job. If I don’t hear anything by the World Series than I’m really going to start get concerned that they might have picked somebody else.
But, every year I do a post about the upcoming baseball season, mainly because this is my Xanga and I can post about what I want. Oh, and I like to look back at the end of the year to see how much of an idiot I was about the season. Last year though, I was not all that far off; I picked the New York Yankees to beat the San Francisco Giants in the World Series. While the Yanks didn’t even make it to the World Series, the Giants won the whole damn thing.
This year though, I’m going to go with the Boston Red Sox beating the Miami Heat of baseball, the Philadelphia Phillies. While Philly is not a very well rounded team right now, I do think they will make the necessary trades and moves that they so desperately need to win. Look, they have too good of a pitching staff not to be contenders and in it all year long. As for the Boston Yankees………….errr…….. I mean Red Sox, they are stacked.
What about my team the Cubs? Well, there is opening day, that is always exciting. And then fuck the rest of the season.
The team on the other side of town will be the team watch, in town at least, but I still think that the White Sox will fall short to the Minnesota Twins once again. The Twins are clearly the class of that division and I see no reason why they won’t win it again this year so that they can fail miserably in the post season, which has become an annual tradition in the twin cities.
So, be sure to check back at the end of the season so you can see just how fucking wrong I was about all of it!
I’m going to Key West! A friend of mine is going to Orlando in June with her cousin. She invited all of our friends to go with and it turns out that only myself and another friend, who I went with to New York City, are willing and able to go. Now why do I say Key West when clearly in that first sentence I said Orlando? Because after spending a couple of days in Orlando she wants to go down to Key West.
Now, I have been to Florida twice, the first time 11 years ago and the second time in November 2004 as I documented here on Xanga. Personally, I do not like Florida; I’ve never had a good experience there and quite honestly I never forgave them for the 2000 election. But, I’ve got nobody else to go on vacation with this year and a trip is a trip; I love to travel. Plus I’ve never been to Key West and it sounds nice.
After a couple of days in Orlando, we are flying to Fort Lauderdale, renting a car, and driving the four hours to Key West. It should be scary yet cool all at the same time, what with that LOOOOOONG road/bridge that stretches through the Keys. I’m looking forward to it though, it should be quite the adventure.
Now I just have to learn how to swim. Anybody wanna teach me?
I was talking with some co workers yesterday about social security numbers. The conversation was sparked because we got wind of two people being issued the same social security number; of course, that is assuming nobody’s identity was stolen. It got me to thinking how the hell did they used to issue social security numbers before the age of computers. Honestly, you might not think that is a big deal, but think the fuck about it for a minute, it’s not like it was only for a few thousand customers or even a few million. This was for the entire country.
Right now there are over three hundred million people living in the U.S. Of course, we haven’t always had that many people. In fact, in 1935 when social security started, there were upwards of one hundred twenty eight million people living in America. I’m no expert on numbers, but that is a REALLY BIG fucking number. Just imagine having to assign all of those people social security numbers. Fuck me, that must have been the worst job in the world. Honestly, just how did they keep things straight; think about this for a second people, it’s not like they had computers to automatically assign the numbers to people or to make sure there were no duplicates. And it’s not like this was a one person job. I would imagine they needed way the fuck more than just one person; like at least two or three people. And what if you spent all day assigning like a thousand numbers to people and than all of a sudden, your dipshit co worker turns on a fan because it’s fuck ass hot outside due to air conditioning not being invented yet and blows the shit right out of every single sheet of paper that listed people’s numbers. Shit, no wonder they called it the depression because you would be seriously depressed after killing your co worker.
I know they have some really neat ways to help come up with the number. It has something to do with where you were born and something else and something else. See, I’ve got a twin brother and our social security numbers are kinda similar but way different considering we were born on the same day in the same hospital underneath the same hairy bush. But even if they have ways to help distingush, it still couldn’t be easy back in those days. Hell, unless you buy your social from a dead person, it can take upwards of six weeks to get a brand new social security number assigned to somebody so I can’t even imagine what it was like back then. I remember when my mom died we traded her social security number for the biggest bag of fucking weed!!!
The other thing too is how few mistakes there are considering the sheer volume of people and money they are dealing with. They always seem to manage to not only pay out the correct amount and to the correct people, but also withhold the correct amount from the correct people. Oh, I’m sure there are mistakes but for the most part I think they are limited.
Getting back to the selling of the social, maybe I can sell mine right now, I mean what if I’m not planning on making it to retirement? You know it is a very attractive number that anybody would love to have. Here, let me show, you, my social security number is (SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER CENSORED DUE TO THE FACT THAT I’M NOT A TOTAL FUCKING MORON), you should get in on this action as well. So what is yours?
I’ve always been quite the movie buff, but have never gotten into old movies. And by old, I mean, prior to about 1975. In fact, I can count on one hand how many pre 1975 movies I’ve seen all the way through. Let’s see. The Godfather, Citizen Kane, A Clockwork Orange and………well, I think that is it. Honestly, how can I consider myself a film buff if I haven’t seen many older, classic movies. So, I’ve kind of made it a goal of mine to see more of the classics. I should also clarify that I have seen most but not all of some other classic films, like Miracle on 34th Street, It’s a Wonderful Life, The Sound of Music, Wizard of Oz and Psycho. Of those movies, the one I liked the most was by far and away Psycho, I mean after all, Alfred Hitchcock is nothing short of amazing.
So it was with that in mind that recently I watched the 1951 Hitchcock classic, Strangers on a Train. I first heard of Strangers on a Train from the 1987 Danny DeVito hit Throw Mama From the Train which was basically, a loosely based comedic remake of Strangers on a Train. I’ve long been curious about Hitchcock, seeing the original Psycho only about 8 or so years ago, however since I was a kid, I’ve always been familiar with his show Alfred Hitchcock Presents. I really liked Psycho, so it would stand to reason that I would like some of his other movies.
Strangers on a Train was simply amazing in my opinion. I was wondering how well some of those classic movies would hold up today and honestly, Strangers was every bit as intense and captivating as the best movies we have to offer today. There is really nobody even close to being like him these days. Oh sure, M. Knight Shyamalan made a classic in The Sixth Sense along with a couple of other movies that were a little better than average, but he hasn’t made a halfway decent movie in the better part of a decade. They called Hitchcock the master of suspense and I can certainly see why. I was on the edge of my seat for much of that movie.
So I need to move on and see some more older movies, perhaps Casablanca or Gone with the Wind but definitely more Hitchcock. I’ve always wanted to see The Birds, Dial M for Murder, Vertigo and North by Northwest.
There was an article in the Chicago Tribune over the weekend about Drew Peterson’s son. I’m sure you all remember Drew Peterson, former cop and two time wife murderer. I’ve dedicated quite a few posts to him, mainly because he lives just minutes from me. He has not been in the news all that often lately, mainly because he is behind bars awaiting trial. I certainly haven’t thought about it, although like everybody else in the area, we do make the occasional joke about the fucker.
So I was kinda taken aback today when I saw an article on the front of The Trib about not him, but his 18 year old son. In all of this mess, although I thought of his kids, I never thought in great detail about how their lives might be. Now I should clarify that the son they had the article on was his son from his third wife, the wife he currently awaits trial for murdering. I’d say allegedly but let’s face it people, he is as guilty as the day is long.
But his son, well that is an interesting story. On one hand, his mother is dead. On the other, his dad is in jail waiting to stand trial in the death of his mother.
In spite of it all, he is going to graduate valedictorian of his class in June and looks to go to school for neurology to some pretty good schools, none of which I can remember right now. I think Harvard and Northwestern to name a few. He stands by his dad’s innocence, which has got to be tough for him. I can’t imagine him going through school or anywhere really, with people whispering and pointing that he is Drew Peterson’s son. Because girls love danger, he does currently have a girlfriend, which has got to be weird for her family. I mean, would you want your daughter to date Drew Peterson’s son?
As I read the article it made me wonder about his son. Clearly his son is very smart; quite possibly brilliant. And while this is certainly not fair, it is the question that is the big elephant in the room: could the son turn out to be like the dad? His dad was smart enough and evil enough to get away with murder. Twice. Does this make his son any likely to follow in his dad’s footsteps? On the other hand, just me bringing it up and suggesting it makes me a total fucking dick and is very unfair to him. Yet, the question begs to be asked.
All that being said, I certainly hope that his son (and the rest of his kids for that matter) are able to overcome all they have had to deal with and become happy and productive members of society.
What made the article even more surreal was that the principal of his school used to be a teacher at my high school. They interviewed him for the article and that of course, made it hit that much closer to home.
So let me start off by giving you a link so you understand what I’m referring to when I say Whirlyball.
http://www.whirlyball.com/what/
I first discovered Whirlyball about 15 years ago and have been playing with friends no more than about 2-3 times a year and sometimes even less than that. In fact, we had not played in about two years. So Friday night we went to play for my sister in law’s sister’s 30th birthday. We had the court for two hours and had probably about 20-25 people to share a court that plays 10 people at at time. So, we broke it down to 10 minute games.
Now I have always been an awful Whirlyball player. I can’t score to save my life. In all these years, I have scored only once. Well Friday night we were playing in one of the games and somehow I have the ball as the clock was ticking down to the end of a tied game. Or at least I’m next to the ball, trying to scoup the damn thing up with my racket. As I’m fighting to get the damn ball, the ref is counting down the time from 10 seconds. I can hear him counting down “10, 9, 8……” and so forth when I finally manage to get the ball into my racket. There were only about five seconds left and nobody else open for me to pass to so it pretty came down to a very bad thing for me and my team: I was the last chance to win. I was probably about 10-15 feet from the basket and it was on an angle so it was not the easiest of shots but again, I was our only hope. And the ref counted down the time: 5, 4, 3, So I flung the damn thing up and much to my shock, it fucking went in with two seconds left. By the time the ball came out of the basket, the game was over.
Overall it was a pretty fun night. The thing about Whirlyball is that it is a painful game to play. You keep getting slammed in your bumper car over and over. For little guys like me, it is a way to actually hit somebody hard in a way we couldn’t do outside of a car. The next day you always feel like you have been in a minor car accident and have bruises in places you don’t want bruises. But it is worth it because it is a good time. I don’t know if they have Whirlyball outside of Illinois, so you might just have to take my word for it unless you come here to play.
Okay, so I know sports is not everybody’s favorite topic to read about on Xanga. And I know that nobody really wants to read about multimillionaires fighting over billions of dollars. But, I just have to comment on the situation regarding the NFL lockout. Regardless of where you stand on the issue, and by the way it seems that your thoughts are pretty much the same as your political thoughts (more on that later), at the end of the day, it is all about shit that we can’t even come close to relating to: how to split up billions upon billions of dollars Oh, and in case you didn’t know, Republicans side with the owners, Democrats side with the players. But, that is the way it is in society; Democrats are reliably pro union and Republicans are more times than not for corporate greed. But, I digress. As for me, I’m on the side of “can’t you fuckers just divide up the NINE BILLION dollars the NFL makes” and call it a day?
What has really gotten me in a bit of a puff though is what Minnesota Vikings running back Adrian Peterson said that the whole situation is like modern day slavery. Now before I cast judgment on Peterson, I decided to do my research and see if any slaves made the 1800s equivalent of the $10.72 million Peterson is set to make next season. Okay, so let’s see here, I got my history book out here, flipping through the pages to get to slavery, let’s see, Plymouth Rock, the Pilgrims giving the natives VD, George Washington chipping a wooden tooth, Andrew Jackson fucking a turtle, ahhhhh, here it is slavery, wage thereof, right over here on page ADRIAN PETERSON IS A FUCKING MORON! Wow, it is amazing how me and everybody else in the history of the United States totally forgot that actual slaves did not get paid $10.72 million dollars a year. Whoops, our fault Adrian, we should have remembered that one.
As for the lockout itself, people generally side with the owners, players, or the fans, but the people nobody ever talks about when sports leagues have work stoppages are the non athlete employees of these leagues and teams. These are the people who sell the tickets, the people who work at or around the stadium, these people aren’t even on the same planet as the players with regards to the money the athletes make, yet, they are the ones who stand to lose the most amount in all of this: their income. What’s worse is that while none of this is their fault, all of it is out of their control. Should this little work disruption actually cost games, I certainly hope that the players and owners set aside some money for those people, shit, we all know they can afford it, they are arguing over how to split up NINE BILLION motherfucking dollars.
Oh, and if the NFL’s work problems don’t have you disgusted enough yet, we get to go through it all over again for the next year as both the NBA and MLB’s collective bargaining agreements end at the end of the season. The difference is that neither the NBA or baseball are nearly as popular or as profitable as the NFL, which means there is less money to argue over. Should be a fun couple of years in the world of sports.
I know I have posted on this before, but today, March 14, is a very important day. For those of you that don’t know, it is Steak and Blow Job Day. Don’t believe me? Well perhaps these two websites can help you out:
http://web.archive.org/web/20021211223105/www.stormandbirdsey.com/Storm+and+Birdsey/Miscellaneous/SteakandBJDay2002.htm
http://steakandbjday.com/history.php
Great. This is just what I need. A day to celebrate two fucking things that I don’t get nearly enough of. So which do you think I’ve had most recent? Well, I haven’t had a steak since last summer…………..the blow job, well that was much more recent than last summer but still not recent enough. I think I should change that. Than again, steaks cost money and some would say blow jobs cost money too. Ideally it would be nice to find somebody who could give me both without it costing me a dime!
The funny part though about money and cocks is that they are both things that guys lie about. Does anybody else find it ironic that the two things guys lie the most about are in their pants: their dick and their wallet. Of course, when you think about it, you really can’t have one without the other. I mean, the best way for a guy to get a good working over of his knob is to open up the wallet and spend, spend, spend! This is true for gay guys and straight guys. And why not? After all, nobody wants to date a cheap motherfucker who ain’t willing to spend a little money on the person they are trying to fuck. The way I see it, if somebody is going to be nice enough to shower my cock with attention, the least I can do is buy dinner.
Now as for me, I’ve never found the need to brag or lie about either one. Perhaps it is because I am at heart, a cheap motherfucker. Also, I’m comfortable with the two and a half inches I’m packing down there. Wait. Shit that came out wrong. Two and a half inches…………….uhhhh, meaning my wallet, yeah, that’s it.
But just why are guys so insecure about the stuff in their pants? Honestly, I bet every guy is insecure about one or the other. But why? I mean, it’s not like it’s easy to change either one. Than again, I guess at the end of the day, it’s all about the cock getting action and it is just so much easier to get if something is big; albeit the cock or the wallet.
