
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Why I Blog..A cathartic process
I was out last night for a work dinner and put back a lot of red wine into old port. i couldnt sleep and was awoken at 5 AM to garbage trucks but instead of just getting up i let it get me really bent out of shape. 7 Am- no hot water in the shower. things are off to a good start.
I feel like i have a hobo who pissed himself sleeping in the back half of my head, where a brain should be.
walk to the subway and cant stop sweating. whats w 70 degree weather this time of yr? i get to my usual iced coffee stop, it allows me to fire off rapid fire posts, so we all benefit. as i go to get a straw for my drink a woman reaches across to get sugar and knocks a large coffee all over my suit and shoes. looked like i shit myself, and i almost did. the coffee burned the back of my leg and could not help just yelling "mothafuka" as loud as i could. i looked up and in the split second, i learned a lot about myself.
when a man stares rage in the face but doesn't let it OUT, that is the true measure of patience (and a flawless repression mechanism). i said "Accidents happen, don't worry about it. " at this point im as red as Lucifer and ready to explode but i just walked home, cursing to myself to shower again and change into another suit to schlep to the Cole mines. this whole mahamudra and meditation thing is really taking me places. next stop, shangri la....
life deals you lemons, make lemonade.
POP- optimism is the only FREE thing we got, but dont let anyone know that, they are thinking of taxing you 40% on that under the new regime.
I feel like i have a hobo who pissed himself sleeping in the back half of my head, where a brain should be.
walk to the subway and cant stop sweating. whats w 70 degree weather this time of yr? i get to my usual iced coffee stop, it allows me to fire off rapid fire posts, so we all benefit. as i go to get a straw for my drink a woman reaches across to get sugar and knocks a large coffee all over my suit and shoes. looked like i shit myself, and i almost did. the coffee burned the back of my leg and could not help just yelling "mothafuka" as loud as i could. i looked up and in the split second, i learned a lot about myself.
when a man stares rage in the face but doesn't let it OUT, that is the true measure of patience (and a flawless repression mechanism). i said "Accidents happen, don't worry about it. " at this point im as red as Lucifer and ready to explode but i just walked home, cursing to myself to shower again and change into another suit to schlep to the Cole mines. this whole mahamudra and meditation thing is really taking me places. next stop, shangri la....
life deals you lemons, make lemonade.
POP- optimism is the only FREE thing we got, but dont let anyone know that, they are thinking of taxing you 40% on that under the new regime.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
The Knicks, making bad decisions, one day at a time.
So the Knicks, in their infinite shitheadery cut Patrick Ewing Jr from the team. He was the last man cut. I pisses me off for several reasons. They are as follows:
1) I am a Georgetown grad and have seen and been brainwashed by the Ewing machine.
2) I have seen the young one play and the guy can add some fire to this roster, while Stephon sits on the bench for 18 million/year.
3) The Knicks haven't made a good decision in years and this one is likely to stick. they guy was getting full on cheering sections in practice and everyone wanted him on the team. Except the team it turns out. Roberson better turn out to be a pretty solid addition to this team. The more i think about it maybe he is better he never got mixed up with this team.
1) I am a Georgetown grad and have seen and been brainwashed by the Ewing machine.
2) I have seen the young one play and the guy can add some fire to this roster, while Stephon sits on the bench for 18 million/year.
3) The Knicks haven't made a good decision in years and this one is likely to stick. they guy was getting full on cheering sections in practice and everyone wanted him on the team. Except the team it turns out. Roberson better turn out to be a pretty solid addition to this team. The more i think about it maybe he is better he never got mixed up with this team.
Im just saying.....
This is in from our China office..Kenny Can Do is in Chenny Chendu..
Just think - if the Indians had given the Pilgrim fathers a donkey instead of a turkey, we all would be having a piece of ass for thanksgiving.
Just think - if the Indians had given the Pilgrim fathers a donkey instead of a turkey, we all would be having a piece of ass for thanksgiving.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Cowboys and TO, crying again.
There are few greater pleasures than watching a bunch of overpaid and under performing players act like their hearts were in it all the way, for the "team." i love this clip of T HO from last year after they lost to....you guessed, the GMEN! now, this year he has the balls to send t shirts to the giants taunting them? I guess that's the kind of free time you have when no one is throwing you the ball and you are on the sideline for 75% of the game. Tell you what T HO, go yell at your offense to throw it to you some more, that seems to have worked in all the other cities you played in..then act all surprised when the teams and fans turn on you. Next stop, AZ for the final frontier of D bag pro ballers. At least you can drive nice cars out there.
Gmen are 7-1, please watch mr. T HO as he just says "it aint right" is his own little bitch way.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cevst1mqzIE
Gmen are 7-1, please watch mr. T HO as he just says "it aint right" is his own little bitch way.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cevst1mqzIE
John Daly, i judge yee not...man gets tired from a long day of drinking.
According to Winston-Salem police, Daly appeared “extremely intoxicated and uncooperative” when he was found outside a Hooters restaurant early Oct. 27. With no other means of transportation, he was taken to the Forsyth County jail for 24 hours to get sober.
Daly said it could have been avoided if his friends had realized he tends to sleep with his eyes open when he’s tired, stressed and has been drinking. He said the driver of his private bus, parked near Hooters, panicked when he saw Daly and called the paramedics. [...]
“The bus driver called 911 because my eyes were open,” Daly said. “I said, ‘What’s going on?’ He said, ‘We thought you were dead.’ Anybody who knows me … when I’m tired, I sleep with my eyes open. They know it takes awhile to wake me up.”
Daly said it could have been avoided if his friends had realized he tends to sleep with his eyes open when he’s tired, stressed and has been drinking. He said the driver of his private bus, parked near Hooters, panicked when he saw Daly and called the paramedics. [...]
“The bus driver called 911 because my eyes were open,” Daly said. “I said, ‘What’s going on?’ He said, ‘We thought you were dead.’ Anybody who knows me … when I’m tired, I sleep with my eyes open. They know it takes awhile to wake me up.”
Five Surgeons
Five surgeons from big cities are discussing who makes the best patients to operate on.. The first surgeon, from New York , says, 'I like to see accountants on my operating table because when you open them up, everything inside is numbered.' The second, from Chicago , responds, 'Yeah, but you should try electricians! Everything inside them is color coded.' The third surge=on, from Houston , says, 'No, I really think librarians are the best, everything inside them is in alphabetical order'. The fourth surgeon, from Los Angeles chimes in: 'You know, I like construction workers.. Those guys always understand when you have a few parts left over.' But the fifth surgeon, from=20=Washington , DC shut them all up when he observed: 'You're all wrong. Politicians are the easiest to operate on. There's no guts, no heart, no balls, no= brains and no spine, and the head and the ass are interchangeable
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