WHY OH WHY?- THE RAMBLINGS OF SOMEONE WITH A LITTLE TOO MUCH TIME ON HIS HANDS.

“I'll not willingly offend, Nor be easily offended; What's amiss I'll strive to mend, And endure what can't be mended”

Isaac Watts

English hymn writer, July 17, 1674 – November 25, 1748


So today my wife and I had this conversation

Season-"Jose' why must all your profile pics be of someone giving the middle finger?"

Jose- "Because I find it funny. And it's my social commentary on the current state of affairs."

Season- "Aren't you afraid of offending anyone?"

Jose- "Honey, you do read my blogs right? If they aren't offended by what I write, how in the blue hell could they be offended by a drawn character with a middle finger proudly displayed?"

Season- "But they might not read your blog if the first thing they see is a pic of someone flipping them off."

Jose- "But I'm not flipping them off...I'm flipping of the establishment."

Season- "But they don't know that."

Jose- "but....uhh...TOUCHE'. You know honey, I hate it when you use logic to disarm my illogical behavior. See that's your problem, you confuse the issue by using facts and logic."

Season- "Yeah, whatever, take out the garbage."

Which oddly is how most of our discussions go. This was just something I wanted to share with you all.

So with that said how the hell is everyone today? No one slapped the hell out of someone who badly deserved it? No one killed anyone, chopped up their bodies, put the remains into a cheap K-Mart trunk with lots of little holes (so that the little critters can go in there and eat away at the corpse), put the trunk in a swamp, bog, or marsh with rocks in the bottom so that the trunk would sink to the bottom to never be found again? I mean I know the readers of this blog would already know how to get rid of bodies and get away with a perfect crime. So this would be labeled under "rhetorical and slightly sarcastic question."

I know this seems like a gruesome segue, and I'll get to my point in my usual long winded way. I was watching Penn and Tellers-Bullshit!, and it happened to be about one of my favorite topics in the world. Actually I should say my favorite two topics in the world. It was a show on breasts...well actually Breast Hysteria. Which simply translates to this:

• Why do people make a big deal about breasts feeding?
• Why is breast feeding considered to be just as wrong as Paris Hilton nipple slip? (thas a quote from the show)
• Why do people forget that breasts do serve a real purpose (well other than making some men and some women drool)?
• But for me...what's the big deal? They're breasts. Many women already show most of their naughty pillows. I mean when a neckline extends to the belly button, people are going to look. Be patient, the trunk theme will make itself clear.

Well after watching this I started thinking about history. You know, it was illegal for women to show legs of during the Victorian era (roughly 1830's through the early 1900's). Also as late as the 1960's-70's it was indecent for women to show off their navels. Now I'm not a smart man nor am I a wise man but I do have some questions to ask.

Now obviously people who flash their goodies for the whole world to see, unless it's a legally designated nudity is allowed area, is considered a criminal. I say this because if they are caught flashing or showing their god given pajamas, there are tickets, fines, and/or jail time correct?

So we spend some of the tax money prosecuting these law breakers, right?

They than do their time and pay their fine, right? (except in areas of the world where the law is much stricter and the punishment does NOT necessarily fit the crime...just my opinion)

I'm guessing that during certain events of the year in many places all over the world this is happening, and many are caught, right?

Yet you never hear of a celebrity on the red carpet get a ticket for the "accidental" exposure of their yum yums even though, thanks to the paparazzi, there is evidence for all the world to see, right?

And O.J. can literally get away with murder, even though they had the evidence, right?

Then write a book on it, right?

So I guess what you have to do is become famous so you can show off your junk, kill someone, and get away with it, than write a book and make money over this, right?

Just something to think about.

WHATEVER HAPPENED TO THE MEN OF TOMORROW?

QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"And Lord knows, kids like Henry need a hero. Courageous, self-sacrificing people. Setting examples for all of us. Everybody loves a hero. People line up for them, cheer them, scream their names. And years later, they'll tell how they stood in the rain for hours just to get a glimpse of the one who taught them how to hold on a second longer. I believe there's a hero in all of us, that keeps us honest, gives us strength, makes us noble, and finally allows us to die with pride"

Spider-Man 2 (2004), Rosemary Harris


I was thinking about my past last night, and what I wanted to be when I "grew up". Then I started thinking about heroes...not the TV show on NBC, but the real life inspirations to the child that eventually grew up to be me. I remember wanting to be a teacher because my first and second grade teacher was so helpful to this kid who was to antsy to sit still, and so eager to learn everything. I remember wanting to be the Lone Ranger because he always fought for what was right and just. I wanted to be Bruce Jenner because he was an incredible athlete. I wanted to be Jumping Jim Brunzell because he was my "absolute favorite wrestler". When I was 5-6 years old I needed heroes like these. Someone to set a standard so that I, as a kid, would have an idea of what a "grown up" should be. Back then stars. celebrities and athletes, whether or not they wanted to be, did know that they were in fact role models and heroes to many children and adults.

But as I grew older my heroes changed. Soon it wasn't about the men and women who made the world a better place, but men and women who made their own paths, regardless of the consequences. I went from positive role models to anti-heroes. I talked a little about it yesterday.

Then as I grew older yet, stars, athletes, and celebrities now claim that they are not heroes or role models. They state that they are who they want to be and it's not their fault if some kid emulates them. Now I admit that this is partly true. But to deny that they have no influence on us is just a cop out. Or who knows maybe I'm wrong.

Maybe there are no more heroes to look up to. Maybe there never were. Maybe I was just a delusional child that thought that there were people out there who would teach us to be better human being by their actions and their words.

Or maybe there are no more heroes for me as an adult. Maybe I've grown disillusioned by the fact that too many people now only think of themselves, and at times that includes myself.

Maybe the only real fact is that as a child I looked for those great qualities that would steer us all into superb human beings in outside avenues, because back than, everything was pretty much cut and dry, the heroes WERE the good guys. I guess back then we were allowed to believe in that.

Sometimes I really miss back then.

JUST A RANDOM VIEW FROM THE POSITIVE SIDE OF LIFE

Be happy while you're living, for you're a long time dead.
Scottish Proverb


Hiya folks! I hope you are all doing fantastic today! Not much happened today. Just another day come and gone, but for some silly reason I feel great:
happy spirit, happy soul, and happy thoughts.

It still surprises me when I feel this way. I spent a lot of my life either to drunk or to angry or simply in denial of the possibility of good things happening (even though in many cases, some good things were happening, and I was just to blind to see them). I have been re-learning how to appreciate the things I do have. I don't mean the material items (it seems the longer I walk this big blue planet, the less those things matter...hmm I may be growing up...now that's a scary thought) but the things that have real worth.

Not that long ago and for a long time before that, I used to fill the emptiness in my existence with many forms of distractions. I used to buy DVDs, books, the Internet and comics to mentally escape the reality I lived in. I use to drink like the proverbial fish and I used music to justify it all. In the lyrics of just about any song I had an excuse for any self destructive behavior I wished to indulge in. But lately...well that seems to have changed.

I now get books that just sound interesting to read. I still watch movies but now I digest them as a media outlet:
was the story any good, were the actors believable, did the dialogue fit the character, was the music appropriate, what could have been done better, well you get the idea.

Music, now that is a different story. I now take my appreciation of music to a different level. It's become an avenue for history and influence. I listen to music as an emotional safety valve and sometimes as a way of expressing what I want to say, when I myself can't find the words. I now watch the performers, and no longer try to mirror them or imitate their behavior (after a 16 year "love" of Jack Daniels -thanks to Motley Crue's Nikki Sixx- just the sight of the bottle causes a gag reflex that is usually saved for televangelists...and Oprah).

I don't need to emulate my adolescent idols to prove my worth to myself or anyone. I just need to be at peace with my demons, accept that they are a part of me, and make sure that it's Jose that steers the ship through the choppy sea of continuance and not the malignant spirit that it used to be. It's not always easy, but any fight for your soul is worth fighting for.

I know it sounds so melodramatic...but I guess in many ways I am. And that folks...is just who I am. In the end I am still me, just a better me.

28 SECRETS ABOUT YOURSELF

"It is the nature of man to rise to greatness if greatness is expected of him."
John Steinbeck
American writer 1902-1968


This is just one of those things that I have had in my "future blogs" folder, for those days when I'm pressed for time or can't think of anything to write at this moment. Well this is a pressed for time moment. So here we are with...

28 secrets about yourself.

1. Is your default picture your natural hair color?
Nope...considering that the pic is of Spider Jerusalem from the "Transmetropolitan" graphic novels

2. Where was your default pic taken?
Look at first answer

3. What's your middle name?
Manuel

4. What's your current relationship status?
VERY HAPPILY MARRIED

5. Honestly, does your crush(s) like you back?
Umm I guess...because you know she's married to me

6. What is your current mood?
Hurried...I've got to get ready for work soon

7. What color shirt are you wearing?
Shirt???

8. What makes you happy, honestly?
A good book, being married, a warm day, being alive...you know a lot of things these days makes me happy, honestly.

9. Whats your favorite type of music?
Depends on my moods, but I guess usually it's 80's hair bands

10. If you MUST be an animal for ONE day- what would you be?
Is a horn dog an animal?? Just Kidding :) But I guess it would be a snow leopard. I just think they are very beautiful animals.

11. Ever had a near death experience?
Yes and no...I was "near death" when I worked in a hospitol.

12. Something you do a lot?
Complaining about the state of decay our beautiful world is in.

13. What's the name of the song stuck in your head right now?
No song right now. But lately it's usually something by Pearl Jam.

14. Who did you copy and paste this from?
Oh sweet Jesus, I don't know I did this back in January.

15. Name someone with the same b-day as you?
After doing a search I came up with this...
Philip Kearney born on June 2, 1815
Pope Pius X born on June 2, 1835
Thomas Hardy born on June 2, 1840
Edward Elgar born on June 2, 1857
Sally Kellerman born on June 2, 1936
Stacy Keach born on June 2, 1941
Charles Haid born on June 2, 1943
Ilaiyaraaja born on June 2, 1943
Lasse Hallström born on June 2, 1946
Dennis Haysbert born on June 2, 1954
Dana Carvey born on June 2, 1955
Kyle Petty born on June 2, 1960
Alejandro Agresti born on June 2, 1961
Esther Eikelenboom born on June 2, 1966
Paulo Sergio born on June 2, 1969
Karen Mok born on June 2, 1970
Anthony Montgomery born on June 2, 1971
Wentworth Miller born on June 2, 1972
Neifi Perez born on June 2, 1973
Karolina Rosiñska born on June 2, 1974
Arlette Adriani born on June 2, 1975
Sebastien Schemmel born on June 2, 1975
Justin Long born on June 2, 1978
Nikki Cox born on June 2, 1978
Nikolay Davydenko born on June 2, 1981
Jewel Staite born on June 2, 1982
Ana Cristina born on June 2, 1985
Dane Christensen born on June 2, 1986
Sergio Agüero born on June 2, 1988
Freddy Adu born on June 2, 1989
Brittany Curran born on June 2, 1990

16. When was the last time you cried?
I don't know, it's not something I usually keep track of.

17. If you could have one super power what would it be?
Today...right now...It would have to be super speed

18. What's the first thing you notice about the OPPOSITE sex??
Well the first thing I would notice is that they ARE the oppisite sex.

19. What do you usually order from Starbucks?
Not a damn thing.

20. Whats your biggest secret?
Well to tell you would no longer make it a secret.

21. What's your favorite color?
Black and red

22. When was the last time you lied?
about 2 hours ago....that's when I got out of bed.

23. Do you watch kiddy tv shows or movies?
YES!!!!!

24. Do you have a best friend?
Yes.

25. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?
What can't we change? I think everybody can change something about themselves if they truly want to.

26. What are you eating or drinking at the moment?
Diet Coke

27. Do you speak any other languages?
Yes

28. What's your favorite scent?
The "just finished raining outside and it's still hot" scent.

hello

HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OK THAS ALL...SEE YA LATER

THE ROAD TO HEAVEN or THE CORNER OF HOLLYWOOD AND DIVINE

QUOTE OF THE DAY:
“I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish He didn't trust me so much.”
Mother Teresa of Calcutta
Indian Missionary and Founder of the Order of the Missionaries of Charity. Nobel Prize for Peace in 1979.
August 26, 1910 – September 5, 1997


It seems like I can't sleep anymore...well at least not on Friday nights. For the last couple of months, it doesn't matter what time I go to bed, because invariably, I wake up 2-3 hours later. On the plus side I have time to work on this "Lil waste of space" without it intruding with my time with Season, but the negative is that I'm not lying in bed with her.

I know I could just lay there, but eventually I'll end up waking her, and that's not fair to her. So I tread these moments alone.

Well, as I was sitting there watching Iconoclasts, I had this strange moment of clarity. I don't get them often, and it's rarely ever about spirituality...until today.

I rarely touch upon spirituality in my entries, mainly because everyone opinions/ideals/beliefs differ, I always felt that I should never "force" mine upon anybody. Tonight that changes...sort of.

This is only a beginning, because I understand that beliefs and faith are very fluid. So I'm taking baby steps to make sure that what "I" believe doesn't get lost, especially to me. This is new ground upon which I traipse, and maybe one day I'll find that holy place within myself.

Let's start with the basics:

• Yes I believe in God.
• Yes I believe in heaven and hell.

I feel pretty certain that many of you will disagree with me, and I'm hoping that some of you will be cognizant that this is simply one man's mindset on a pretty touchy subject.

Firstly, I postulate that God loves every man, woman , and child no matter who or what they are. I accept this with every atom of my existence. I believe that God does not judge any of us at all. I believe that only man does that. I believe God has made us all to resemble each other in a physical way, but that's where it ends. We, as a whole, think , act, and react so differently from anyone else on this floating green/blue rock that we can either learn from each other or kill each other. I believe God made us all to be like this so that we could learn and grow as individuals and as a race. I believe he made us like this so that we could feed each others needs for love, knowledge, and understanding, while driving all of us into a forward movement that would lead us into the next evolution of man.

But that idea was lost somewhere, and I don't know when or how.

Some can argue that it began with the fall of Adam and Eve or the conflict between Cain and Abel. Some can argue that it never began and was in all of us from day one. I don't know the answer to this. I can't even begin to form a hypothesis nor do I want to.

What I do know is that man's time on this Earth is drawing near. In the news and media all the attention is on misery, fear, and death. When people are destroying each other verbally and physically over material items, invisible borders, and beliefs. When instead we should be existing as a community, as a family. We spend more time breaking and tearing each other down that we forget (or have forgotten) that

• and now there doth remain faith, hope, love -- these three; and the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13:13.

I don't believe man role was to tame the world we live in, and most certainly it wasn't to oppress our brothers and sisters. Sure, the bible gives us rules to live by. It also gives us tidbits of information on the rise of man and faith. It even gives us examples of the rewards and the punishments that await us all. One thing we keep forgetting is that the greatest bit of information came from Jesus

• Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and great commandment. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself. Matt. 22:37-39

I don't know...it seems pretty simple to me.

I'll be coming back to this topic every once and a while. Like I said at the beginning, it's a journey, and all I've done so far is take the first step. So far, I really like the direction it's taking me.

CONGRATULATIONS TO "GOOD OLE' J.R."

Just a quick little blurb for now...I'll be back later tonight/early tomorrow to do a full entry, but I just wanted to say something really quick (which means this will probably be longer than it should).

This week, thanks to a calendar/money expenditure error on my part, I was gone from the world for the last 4 days. So I missed my weekly wrestling fix...and it happened to be an event I wish I HADN'T MISSED!!!! This is where I kick myself in the ass...HARD!!!

Now as you all know I am a wrestling fan, so since I missed my fix, I went back and looked over the results and some videos of RAW and ECW.

Jim "Good ole JR" Ross, was announced as being the newest Wrestling Hall Of Fame nominee, and I whooped and yelled and started to tear up.

DID YOU HEAR ME??? JR IS GOING TO BE INDUCTED INTO THE WWE HALL OF FAME. THE VOICE OF MONDAY NIGHT RAW, IS GETTING HIS TRUE MOMENT IN THE LIGHT, AND HIS STAR IS GOING TO SHINE IN THE WWE, AS A BONAFIDE HALL OF FAMER.

JR brings to wrestling a passionate voice, filled with love and respect for the athletes, the history, and the future of sports entertainment. He brings a storytelling quality that carries you along through every match and segment of RAW. He, like any, announcer has his catch phrases, and as we all are want to do, we say/yell/scream them out, almost like a sing a long. But it's his articulation, delivery, and exclamations that has been his mark (and by god has he made that mark!!!) on this ever fluctuating business.

When JR was gone for health reasons, something was missing from the announce team. There was no "real" spark. There wasn't that almost tangible passion, that has been JR's trademark since coming to the WWE. He became the voice that you love to hear every Monday night.

So upon returning to RAW it was like my favorite uncle coming home to visit. All was right with the world of wrestling. LOL, even my wife agrees that compared to the other announce teams, RAW is the best.

So JR (knowing you'll probably never read this, but I'm saying it anyway) CONGRATULATIONS, you've worked hard for this honor and you truly deserve it.

BOOMER SOONER

RANDOM THOUGHTS...i guess

“You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?”
Jalal ad-Din Rumi
Persian Poet and Mystic, 1207-1273


I really have no clear idea tonite what I'm writing about. I was going to talk about farming, but that's a research project, that will take some time to sort through facts, figures, and statistics. Then I thought this would be a great time to go in to my "How to exact Change in America" piece but I'm still working on details for that. Than, I thought, "Hey Jose, this would be a great time to do a review or a meme...you know you want to, and it would be easy."

Well I may be a lot of things, but I am not easy...ok maybe I am, but not tonight. So instead, I'm just sitting here and I'm going to just type. No real destination or a point to make. This is just an experiment of sorts. So without further ado...

Do you think the 4 Horseman of the Apocolypse are friends?

Why does everything have an ingredients label (yes even water does) EXCEPT beer and cigarettes?

Why are diet sodas changing their names from diet to "zero" even though it means the same exact thing?

Why do so many people look down on mothers who breastfeed in public?

Why does a guy who drives a Hummer (H3 specifically -which gets 16 mpg -city 19 mpg -hwy and only has a 23 gallon tank) complain about gas prices? And does he have a right to?

Why do women show off cleavage, than get absolutely pissed when men look?

Why are smokers being treated like second class citizens?

Why do so many people blame food establishments for their lack of self control and/or common sense?

Why are orginizations (like truth) wasting so much time telling us smoking is bad, when EVERYBODY already knows it is?

Why is bussing kids to different school districts a bad idea?

Why do American companies close factories and production plants, send their plants to other countries, lay off millions of workers, thus eliminating incomes for their target consumers and then complain about a profit loss, which means they have to eliminte more jobs and move them to other countries....well you get the picture.

Why are there parks and playgrounds all over the US when there rarely any kids or families using them anymore?

Does anyone else remember Crystal Pepsi or "new"Coke...and did anyone else, other than me, like it?

Who else has seen "The Great Space Coaster"?

Why is it fashionable for women to show off their thongs and men to show off their boxers...while still wearing pants?

Does the Burger King "Burger King" freak anyone else out?

I think that's it for today. I'm finally tired which means it's bed time for Bonzo. Good night one and all and I'll see you soon.

WHY DO WE DO THIS? and SEASON'S EMAILS OF THE WEEK

QUOTE OF THE DAY:
You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
George Bernard Shaw, "Back to Methuselah" (1921), part 1, act 1
Irish dramatist & socialist (1856 - 1950)

YESTERDAY'S QUOTE OF THE DAY (because I forgot to add it):
For most folks, no news is good news; for the press, good news is not news.
Gloria Borger
Journalist (1952 - current)

So if any of you are like me, we own DVD's and/or VHS movies and, most of us also have cable TV or satellite dish for home veiwing pleasure. Now why since we own movies, do we as a generality watch movies on pay TV of movies we already own? I just sat and watched Prophecy 2, which is a pretty cool movie, on Showtime. I also own Prophecy 2 on DVD, and it is still a pretty good movie. A few days ago, I did the same thing with Edward Scissorhands which is one of my alltime favorite movies. I watched it on Showtime (or was it Starz-well it doesn't really matter you get the idea) when I own it. So basically I have, in the last few days, watched movies I already own, and that I could watch at any time but deemed it necessary to watch them again...on pay TV. I know this doesn't seem like a truly a blog-worthy viewpoint but stick with me.

I sat there after it was over asking myself, why didn't I watch something I have never seen, or better yet put in a DVD of something I have purchased and haven't watched yet. The answer was simple (which led me to this place).

I believe that I am starting to get to complacent. I wake up at the same time everyday, do my pre-work rituals, go to the same job, talk about the same things, come home, follow my after work rituals (all depending on what day it is), and then go to sleep, only to do the same thing again. Now don't get me wrong, some people like rituals, and I don't fault them for it at all. I wish I could enjoy or even like repetition but I can't. I have such a short attention span that one would think doing the same thing over and over again would be a good thing. But it's not. My mind starts to wander, I stop paying attention to what's going on around me, and I basically become a 2 year old when some starts waving keys (oooooh sumfin shineyyyy) and lose where I am.

But I'm also a guy who doesn't like to be let down. I, like most people, don't like to be disappointed. I don't want to feel like I have just wasted part of my time/money/life. Which sadly I think most of feel like that at times. So why do we sit and watch movies that we have already seen. Why do we listen to music on the radio that we already own? Why do we go to the same restaurants or shop at the same stores?

I think it's because noone wants to be disappointed anymore, so we go with what we know. We go with what we like. We go with what's comfortable and safe instead of taking the occasional chance.

So I think today I'm going to go try some new things. I think today I'll take a chance at being disappointed because who knows, I might be pleasantly surprised. You know, now that I'm talking about it, maybe I'll try something new everyday. Watch something I have never seen. Listen to a different radio station (other than the ones pre-programed). Try a different kind of food or shop somewhere I have never been in. It kind of seems like a microadventure of miniscule proportions, but I have to keep reminding myself that life is not a journey without moments to remember, but to remember the moments that make life.

I know some pretty deep thoughts, for a Saturday morning, but I have been up for a while.

SEASON'S EMAILS OF THE WEEK

A BOTTLE OF WINE

For all of us who are married, were married, wish you were married, or wish you weren't married, this is something to smile about the next time you open a bottle of wine: Sally was driving home from one of her business trips in Northern Arizona when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of the road. As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped the car and asked the Navajo woman if she would like a ride. With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car. Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo woman. The old woman just sat silently, looking intently at everything she saw, studying every little detail, until she noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Sally. "What's in the bag?" asked the old woman. Sally looked down at the brown bag and said, "It's a bottle of wine...I got it for my husband." The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two. Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said, "Good trade."

THE CAT (You Don't Have To Own A Cat To Appreciate This One!)

We were dressed and ready to go out for the New Years Eve Party.
We turned on a night light, turned the answering machine on, covered our pet parakeet and put the cat in the backyard.
We phoned the local cab company and requested a taxi.
The taxi arrived and we opened the front door to leave the house.
The cat we put out in the yard, scoots back into the house.
We didn't want the cat shut in the house because she always tries to eat the bird.
My wife goes out to the taxi, while I went inside to get the cat.
The cat runs upstairs, with me in hot pursuit.
Waiting in the cab, my wife doesn't want the driver to know that the house will be empty for the night.
So, she explains to the taxi driver that I will be out soon, "He's just going upstairs to say good-bye to my mother."
A few minutes later, I get into the cab.
"Sorry I took so long," I said, as we drove away.
"That stupid bitch was hiding under the bed.
Had to poke her with a coat hanger to get her to come out!
She tried to take off, so I grabbed her by the neck.
Then, I had to wrap her in a blanket to keep her from scratching me.
But it worked!
I hauled her fat ass downstairs and threw her out into the back yard!"

The cab driver hit a parked car . . .

WOW!!! ATHLETE'S AND STEROIDS!!! that's news. AND OTHER KINDS OF UPDATES.

This is news? OK, I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed, nor am I ever going to give Einstein or Hawkins a run for their money when it comes to brains, but this is just stupid. So they use steroids. Some athletes take it as an enhancement drug, some take it for health reasons. Some athletes take it to "get ahead" in their profession. Some take it after as part of the medicinal regiment following surgery or illness. You know this sounds a lot like everyday happenings. I knew some guys who took steroids in high school sports, for those 2 same reasons. So again I ask, is this news? The people who use and abuse any kind of pill/powder/drink. It doesn't even have to be illegal. Food is not illegal, yet we live in a time when people abuse their bodies by eating too much, or the opposite, not eating at all. There is enough documented material teling all of us how alcohol is also used and abused. How many people out there drink too much? How many people eat too much? How many people out there take to many advil/tylenol/aspirin? How many people drink too much caffiene? How many people out there take too much nyquil/dayquil? How many people take ephedrine for the side effect and not for the main reason it was made? I myself have done this. As have most of the known world. These people whether or not they are famous, are in the end just as fallible or resposible as the rest of us. They are people too. We can make them into righteous, flawless, and enerring icons, but in the end they are just people, like us. This isn't news. This is just a way for some "investigative reporters", and man oh man do I use that term loosely, to knock some people down, drag their names in dirt, and say we had a right to know. Well I want to know one thing. Why are they naming only celebrities? Are you telling me that Joe Schmoe from Nowheresville, USA didn't find a way of prcurring the same things? Why do they name famous athletes when in all honesty the men and women who prescribed the "medications" are the ones who are and have been giving them out, knowing damn well what they were using it for. Why are they not the ones out there being crucified, instead of the athletes? Because people (I mean us, the little guys, who the powers that be are stating we are too dumb to know what is real news and what is pure bullshit and worse yet, be denied the real truths that affect us, and not this drivel that is fed to us) are letting it happen. We all seem to believe that the "HAVE's" are so much cooler than us that we put them on pedestals, only to be outraged when they fall of them. But than again, what do I know? I guess I'm more impressed by us little people who struggle day to day. I'm more outraged at the potholes that don't get fixed. I'm more concerned about homeless people dying in the streets. I'm more concerned about violence on the streets/in our homes/in our schools. But than again what do I know? I'm just a guy who drinks too much caffiene, drinks too much beer, takes too many advils, eats too much, and apparently thinks too much.

Now that I've had that uplifting start, let's get on to some other things. I know I've been gone again...and this time I have a reason. Allbeit a stupid reason, it is nonetheless a reason. I've been gone because I had a complete ass-kicking and very frustrating case of writers block. I had nothing at all. I'd log on sit here and nothing would happen. I'd go and read some blogs, web-comics, and emails...still nothing. My brain was completely out of ideas to write about. I even tried writing some offline stuff to cut and paste...and guess what? Nothing. Not a damn thing was coming to mind. Untill today. So here I am. Be patient with me, I told you I sucked at schedules. Next time I'm not saying a damn thing about my blogging plans, and just implementing them as I go, and maybe you'll like what I do and than again you might not, who knows?

By the way HAPPY FRIDAY!!! The weekend is officially here. Spring is officially here. New music day is officially here.

VICTIM EFFECT

Just simply some very cool. It a metal/electronica cross that works so well. It's funny because I'm not really into electronica but this is just plain cool. The band is called VICTIM EFFECT and the only victim will be you if you don't check them out and the only effect is that you won't hear some great music. Like I said it's VICTIM EFFECT.

oK THAT'S aLL FoR nOW. i'll pROBbaLY bE BACk lATeR, if THe mOoD hiT'S mE!!!!!

Queen Of New Orleans - Jon Bon Jovi

NEVER HEARD OF IT

Well if that aint enough to piss you off. I've been trying to access myspace for the new music portions yesterday and today and FINALLY I get access. I really hate being addicted to the info super hi-way...especially when they close all but one lane AND my exit!! But enough of that. It's new music friday...umm kinda. I know it's saturday but I had issues on here yesterday.

NEVER HEARD OF IT

Really? You should. So that's what I'm doing here. NEVER HEARD OF IT is the bands name and I'm glad I have. These guys have such a great sound. It's got a sorta Killers-esque feel, but I don't want to give you that comparison, because they sound great. A polished rock sound with energy and emotions, man, what else could you ask for. NEVER HEARD OF IT...now you have...and spread the word.

LEROY JUSTICE

It's not often that someone else's description puts into words what I'm thinking when I'm trying to describe it and just can't. There are times when my inside voice can't find the right coalition of words to say what I'm feeling. Luckily sometimes they themselves say the right thing...so in their own words...

"Like a roadhouse ghost rattling his chains, Leroy Justice...comes to life. Their revolution is the same one rock n roll has been fighting since the blues and country bedded down together to water the tree of musical liberty with the blood of true patriots. Leroy Justice opens a vein thats colored like the Black Crowes, Marah, Old 97s and vintage Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers. Its roots music that never strays too far from the garage or an open whiskey bottle."

Amen brother!!

So on this day I give you

NEVER HEARD OF IT

and

LEROY JUSTICE

I GUESS THAT'S THE LAST TIME I TELL YOU MY PLANS plus WEDNESDAY'S RECCOMENDATIONS, FRIDAY'S MUSIC and SEASON'S EMAILS...

whew that's too much rock for one hand.

Quote of the day:

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars"

Oscar Wilde playwright, novelist, poet, and short story writer
October 16, 1854-November 30, 1900



I don't know why I do that. I say what I'm going to do, than life and reality blow it to smithereens. But I did do some blog ideas surfing, and it started with this...

10 Thoughts to Ponder for 2007

10. Life is sexually transmitted.

9. Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.

8. Men have two emotions: Hungry and Horny. If you see him without an erection, make him a sandwich.

7. Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day; teach a person to use the Internet and they won't bother you for weeks.

6. Some people are like a Slinky.....not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you shove them down the stairs.

5. Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.

4. All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.

3. Why does a slight tax increase cost you two hundred dollars and a substantial tax cut save you thirty cents?

2. In the 60s, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.

AND THE NUMBER 1 THOUGHT FOR 2007:

We know exactly where one cow with Mad-cow-disease is located among the millions and millions of cows in America but we haven't got a clue as to where thousands of Illegal immigrants and terrorists are located. Maybe we should put the Department of Agriculture in charge of immigration.

The only problem with the last statement is, well a very silly one. Ummm have you seen the state of the farms in America. Not only that but the fact there has been one case of BSE (bovine spongiform encephalopathy) aka mad cow disease according to to the FDA website...

According to the Animal Health and Plant Inspection Service (APHIS) of the United States Department of Agriculture, BSE has been detected in one cow in the United States. Following complications of pregnancy this cow was slaughtered December 9, 2003. As part of the APHIS ongoing surveillance of downer animals a brain sample was taken to test for the BSE agent. On December 25, 2003 it was confirmed that this animal tested positive for the BSE agent (on December 23, 2003 this was a "presumptive" case).

Ok I don't really know why that last line upset me (the one about FDA) other than the fact that I am going through the whole citizen becoming process myself, but it did make me use the i-net for a positive thing. Well with that said...


WEDNESDAY'S MUST HAVE'S...

Now there's no rhyme or reason I choose these other than I think that if you haven't experienced them you should. Not only that but I figured if I still own them after all of my "selling crap I own to make it through the tough times" it must mean something to me.

One of my MUST own CD's is Skid Row's SUBHUMAN RACE.






It's their best album...IMO. Because on this album they show their full potential as a rock/heavy metal band. On this album they do a great amalgamtion of their influences, experiences, and their signature sound. If you remember their SLAVE TO THE GRIND album, this disc is 10 times better. So get it or at least listen to it and let me know what you think.


My MUST read book is Brian Lumley's HERO OF DREAMS

It's the first in a series of books by this author. The coolest thing about these books is they take place in H.P. Lovecraft's Dreamlands. It's by far one of the easiest flowing books I have read too. Simply because the chapters are set up as micro stories. Well let me explain it this way. Hero Of Dreams is a collection of micro stories in chronological order that make up a book that makes up a series of books. Well anyway, read it.

My MUST have DVD

TRIGUN...all of them!!!!

It's fun, dramatic, action filled, romantic series of love, peace, principles life and death. NUFF SAID!!!!!

FRIDAY'S MUSIC

WELL BECAUSE OF SOME MAINTENCE ON MYSPACE...THIS WILL HAVE TO BE PUT OFF TILL A WEE BIT LATER...

SEASON'S EMAILS

ok here you go...

MERGING BAD PUNS...

For all of you with any money left, be aware of the next expectedmergers so that you can get in on the ground floor and make some BIG bucks.Watch for these mergers in 2007:

1. Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics, Fuller Brush, and W. R.Grace Co. will merge and become: Hale, Mary, Fuller, Grace.

2. Polygram Records, Warner Bros., and Zesta Crackers join forces and become: Poly, Warner Cracker.

3. 3M will merge with Goodyear and and become: MMMGood.

4. Zippo Manufacturing, Audi Motors, Dofasco, and Dakota Mining will merge and become: ZipAudiDoDa.

5. FedEx is expected to join its major competitor, UPS, and become: FedUP.

6. Fairchild Electronics and Honeywell Computers will become: Fairwell Honeychild.

7. Grey Poupon and Docker Pants are expected to become: Poupon Pants.

8. Knotts Berry Farm and the National Organization of Women will become: Knott NOW!

9. Victoria's Secret and Smith & Wesson will merge under the new name: Titty Titty Bang Bang!

How To Give A Cat A Pill (and yes I know PETA would hate this one...but FUCK 'em)

1. Pick up cat and cradle it in the crook of > your left arm as if holding a baby. Position right forefinger and thumb on either side of cat's mouth and gently apply pressure to cheeks while holding pill in right hand. As cat opens mouth, pop pill into mouth. Allow cat to close mouth and swallow.

2. Retrieve pill from floor and cat from behind sofa. Cradle cat in left arm and repeat process.

3. Retrieve cat from bedroom, and throw soggy pill away.

4. Take new pill from foil wrap, cradle cat in left arm, holding rear paws tightly with left hand. Force jaws open and push pill to back of mouth with right forefinger. Hold mouth shut for a count of ten.

5. Retrieve pill from goldfish bowl and cat from top of wardrobe. Call spouse from garden.

6. Kneel on floor with cat wedged firmly between > knees, hold front and rear paws. Ignore low growls emitted by cat. Get spouse to hold head firmly with one hand while forcing wooden ruler into mouth. Drop pill down ruler and rub cat's throat vigorously.

7. Retrieve cat from curtain rail, get another pill from foil wrap. Make note to buy new ruler and repair curtains. Carefully sweep shattered figurines and vases from hearth and set to one side for gluing later.

8. Wrap cat in large towel and get spouse to lie on cat with head just visible from below armpit. Put pill in end of drinking straw, force mouth open with pencil and blow down drinking straw.

9. Check label to make sure pill not harmful to humans, drink 1 beer to take taste away. Apply Band-Aid to spouse's forearm and remove blood from carpet with cold water and soap.

10. Retrieve cat from neighbor's shed. Get another pill. Open another beer. Place cat in cupboard, and close door on to neck, to leave head showing. Force mouth open with dessert spoon. Flick pill down throat with elastic band.

11. Fetch screwdriver from garage and put cupboard door back on hinges. Drink beer. Fetch bottle of scotch. Pour shot, drink. Apply cold ompress to cheek and check records for date of last tetanus shot. Apply whiskey compress to cheek to disinfect. Toss back another shot. Throw Tee shirt away and fetch new one from bedroom.

12. Call fire department to retrieve the damn cat from across the road. Apologize to neighbor who crashed into fence while swerving to avoid cat. Take last pill from foil wrap.

13. Tie the little bastard's' front paws to rear paws with garden twine and bind tightly to leg of dining table, find heavy-duty pruning gloves from shed. Push pill into mouth followed by large piece of fillet steak. Be rough about it. Hold head vertically and pour 2 pints of water down throat to wash pill down.

14. Consume remainder of scotch. Get spouse to drive you to the emergency room, sit quietly while doctor stitches fingers and forearm and removes pill remnants from right eye. Call furniture shop on way home to order new table.

15. Arrange for SPCA to collect mutant cat from hell and call local pet shop to see if they have any hamsters.

How To Give A Dog A Pill

1. Wrap it in bacon.

2. Toss it in the air.

GREG

Well a few weeks back my wife and I were at a Speedway, and an old grade school friend was there. Greg noticed me, and said hi. Well as per my ususal self, I said hi back, introduced my wife, and he explained how we knew each other. After a few pleasentries, I said we had to go and it was really nice to see him again. When we were driving away, my wife asked me why I never mentioned him before. I told her because Greg was a good guy, and during my high school era, I wanted a "cool world," and Greg was anything but cool. He was a bonafide dork/geek. You see the grade school we attended was a private catholic school. I basically went to school with the same 25 or so kids for 8 years. We were all in the same class, so we attended all the same classes. From 9:00 AM till 3:30 PM, the same kids and the same classes for 8 years. Yeah there were the cool kids and the dorks, but for some reason we all got along pretty well. The cliques came into play in the 7th and 8th years, but before that, well it was for the most part a pretty level playing field. Well, than I was thrown into a world I never new. I went to a public school for the second time in my life...but I guess kindergarten doesn't really count. I was floored by the different people. I was floored by the multitude of people. I just left a school where all were basically equal, and I realized something for the for first time. I was a dork. I was the geek. I was the nerd. And unlike now, where I let my freak flag fly, back then I didn't. I was going to do anything it took to be in a cool circle. Yet oddly enough, I still surrounded myself with the freaks, geeks and nerds. It took me 4 years to realize the only person I had to be was myself so in my 5th year I was just that. But before that...well I was whatever you wanted me to be. Was I a class clown? Yup. Was I a smart ass? Absolutely. Was I smart? Yeah, but I never let it show...ever. Well Greg was different than me. He was never ashamed of what he was. Yes he was a comic geek, and even brought them to school. Was he smart? Absolutely! But he worked hard at it. He wasn't ashamed to be himself, unlike me. Again I wanted it all...and in the end? Well I made a few good friends, and I made one best friend (even though we don't talk or hang out as much as we used to) he still remains an anchor in my world. SO yeah, I sorta got what I wanted. I had a lot of people to hang with. I was pretty much allowed in most circles. But...Greg who was always just himself, had made some very strong friendships (I had the privelage to be reminded of that by his best friend), and works with "special" kids. So this geek, has made a pretty wonderful thing out of his life, simply by being himself. Me on the other hand, is starting to make a life. I started at ground level, when I met the woman who I fell in love with, and less than a year later would be my girlfriend, and a year after that would become my wife. I'm finally starting to be myself...for better or worse. What can I say I was a late bloomer. But I wouldn't change it for anything. Rascal Flatts has a song with the most perfect lyrics to end this entry with...

Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

So there ya have it. The fact that I dwell on things way too much. So yeah life goes on. The next song starts when it starts. You can't unturn a page, and you can't change the past. But you can learn from it, and with my past I'm doing a lot of learning.

CAN'T SLEEP

Well it's 3:47 AM. I have watched part of 3 shows on showtime. My wife and I had some alone time, and we both fell asleep. Less than an hour later I woke up. I have been up for two hours and 17 minutes. I really want to sleep, but as of now the sandman eludes my cries for help. Just wanted to share. This song is....

IT'S BEEN A BIT LONGER THAN ORIGINALLY PLANNED

Well hello and what the hell have you all been up too?? I've been one busy lil man...and as I look at the pooh belly..realizing that has to be one of the more IRONIC statements I have made today. But again..sorry. We're in the process of moving, meaning my wife, our cats and big ole me. And now we gots the porn-net...oops I mean the internet again : ) Well my life is still boring. I still work in the same place I hate. I am still madly in love with my wife. AND...I got's a whole lotta things to talk about. sadly not tonight. I rented some movies, and am dying to see them. So, I'll be here later today to get all political, social, religious and as usual just make one total and complete ass of myself. As my wife says, "You gotta go with your strong points." So talk to you all in just a bit.

IT'S BEEN FUN

Hello hi and what the hell iz all you been up too?? Well to make this short and sweet, like a Hershey's kiss. I'm done. It's been fun. I am done. I stopped writing on here because some people were taking the things I was talking about and making sure that their comments to me in e-mails and blogs hurt the people in my life. So I'm done. Thank you for joining me on long and tumultuous road to happiness. I'm done. The song is over. The house lights are on. The band is packing up. Andwedanced. And we sang and one day soon, I'll be back...just not here.

Well my life is still boring. I still work in the same place I hate. I am still madly in love with my wife. AND...I got's a whole lotta things to talk about. sadly not tonight. I rented some movies, and am dying to see them. So, later today to get all political, social, religious and as usual just make one total and complete ass of myself. Just not here. As my wife says, "You gotta go with your strong points."

So again thank you, but I'm packing up the vestments, putting away the wine, and as of now...the confessional is closed. I will continue to dance elsewhere, when I feel the need to, but right now....

Jose

NEW PHRASES

Serving up some swamp-nut soup.
Taking yourself to the malt shop.
Firing the one-gun salute.
Sending a he-mail.
Frisking Chairman Mao.
Whisking the egg whites.
Buffing the stork.
Tapping the yogurt keg.
Expressing your monosexuality.
Cleaning the fireman's hat.
Playing a little five-on-one.
Evicting the stubborn tenant.
Gerrymandering the sticky district.
Frosting the undercooked cannoli.
Clubbing the baby seal.
Fluffing the pregnancy pillow.
Talking down the chubby jumper.
Mugging the two-inch tourist.
Overthrowing the tiny tyrant.
Indian wrestling Sacagaweiner.
Beheading the hairy hostages.
Choking up on the Louisville.
Liberating the milky Muslim.
Rolling the burrito.
Raising interest rates a quarter-inch.
Handcuffing the fugitive.
Paying at the pump.
Gutting the trouser trout.
Swinging the chubby truncheon.
Taxing the poor.
Deveining the shriveled shellfish.
Extracting the gooey platoon.
Emptying the spit valve.
Reeling in the hammerhead.
Chopping down the cherry tree.
Pulling weeds in the Garden of Breedin'.
Jousting Sir Galahand.
Reheating last night's leftovers.
Dusting off the drunken dwarf.
Milking the flaccid cow.
Raiding Fort Hood.
Snapping the Slim Jim.
Gladhanding the power base.

SUMMERFEST

My wife had her first Summerfest experience ysterday. We both also had our first Summerfest sunburn experience too. We saw a few local guys just tearing up the stage and a few that we thought were ok. We saw a band called "The Raid" which did 80's hair band music. They were also guys my age...and even my build. But they were having fun and it so showed in their music. Now to try and figure out when they play again, because of course no website. But we also saw a band called Sunspot and they ruled. They impressed us enough to buy 2 of their CD's. There really weren't any major acts we wanted to see, so we left. We went swimmimg for about an hour than came home. Happy 4th o' July.

To Be 6 and 34 years old...again...for the first time...up up and away

Over the weekend, I aw Superman Returns. I was floored. I was astonished. I was amazed. I felt 6 years old again. I felt 34. It was like watching a movie that embraced the past and at the same time forged a new path for the future. It was'nt what I ecpected...but by god it was what that franchise needed. So go out and see the movie.

HE'S GONE COUNTRY

An amazing thing has happened in the last 2 years. I Jose being of rock'n'roll soul and glam band rythym, has accepted a new music into my life. Well ok that's not completely true. I always had a respect for country, until my stepdad (who at the time that was all he listened too) forced it down my rock'n'roll pallette. Needless to say I rebelled against the twang and hillbilly thang, like the colonies to England. Until I was 19-20 that is. Than this little Oklahoma boy started to hit it HUGE. Some may know him as Garth Brooks. Than all of a sudden I, of all people, started listening to some country. It was about 75% rock 15% orchestral and 10% country. Now 14-15 years later...it's about 80% country 10% rock and 10% everything else. So what happened? Well the glam stuff I was listening too, was all about having fun, partying, falling in love and heart aches. Well that's what country has always been about. Well my era of music simply stopped. Sure there are still a few of my Glam metal brethern still out there making the music, but I'm not the angry rebel without a clue I was back then. I still play a little Crue, Poison, Warrant, and Skid Row, but it doesn't speak about me anymore. I'm not the same kid I was. I'm an adult now...for better or worse, and country speaks to me as the man I am now. There's still music about having fun, partying, falling in love and heart aches. But there's also music about hopes, dreams and the future. Which is something I do look forward too.

BUGS

I hate bugs. I really do. Not as much as snakes scare the ever loving bejesus out of me, but I simply hate bugs. Some just annoy me, but mostly...yeah I hate bugs. Well on Sunday, there was a tick on my leg. Not the buried in my skin, but in the crawling looking for a place to dig in type. Now it's Tuesday and I still have the creepy crawlies. Yes that was my first "experience" with a tick, and I'm praying to all things holy that it will be my last.

A REUNION WEEKEND

This weekend my wife had a "reunion" thng. She and all her inner circle friends got together up in Hazelhurst. This is one of those been friends since grade school things. The things where you hear some new stories and old ones are repeated. Where some of them can be themselves, and just let loose, wile others had to be civilized because they were there with someone who they didn't want to be with. It's one of those things where even the rain couldn't dampen the spirits. It's an event where the kids are allowed to run, scream and laugh. A time when the girls can run, scream and laugh. An event where you don't know how tired you are until everyone leaves. It was all in all a very good time and I know this because my wife was exhausted by the time we got home. And we're doing it again in November. Well we won't have to worry about rain then. Just snow. You know...I'd rather have the rain

LIFE IMITATES SONG

Summertime is finally here
That old ballpark, man, is back in gear
Out on 49
Man I can see the lights
School's out and the nights roll in
Man, just like a long lost friend
You ain't seen in a while
And can't help but smile

And it's two bare feet on the dancefloor
Young love and an old Ford
Cheap shirt and a tattoo
And a Yoo-Hoo bottle on the floorboards
Her favorit song on the radio
Sing along 'cause it's one we know
It's a smile, it's a kiss
It's a sip of wine, it's summertime
Sweet summertime

Temperature says 93
Down at the Deposit Guaranty
But that swimmin' hole
It's nice and cold
Bikini bottoms underneath
But the boys' hearts still skip a beat
When them girls shimmy off
Them old cutoffs

And it's two bare feet on the dancefloor
Young love and an old Ford
Cheap shirt and a tattoo
And a Yoo-Hoo bottle on the floorboards
Her favorite song on the radio
Sing along 'cause it's one we know
It's a smile, it's a kiss
It's a sip of wine, it's summertime
Sweet summertime

The more things change
The more they stay the same
Don't matter how old you are
When you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Yeah baby when you got

Two bare feet on the dancefloor
Young love and an old Ford
Cheap shirt and a tattoo
And a Yoo-Hoo bottle rollin' on the floorboards
Her favorite song on the radio
Sing along 'cause it's one we know
It's a smile, it's a kiss
It's a sip of wine, it's summertime

Sweet summertime

Now ironically whenever I hear this song all I can picture is my wife taking off her shoes and putting "two bare feet on the DASHBOARD," because one day she's singing along to the radio. Than this song starts, and she's scrambling like an grand mal seizure had a line or two of the nose candy, trying to get them shoes off so she can put "two bare feet on the DASHBOARD", and "singing along cuz it's one we know." Just thought I'd share that lil song and dance number for ya. Have a good weekend. The Jukebox will be down for the weekend, tune in on Monday for the next dance

TRUST v 1.2

Trust is such a wondrous and powerful word. It builds friendships, relationships, love and reinforces each and every one of those feelings. It's the yard stick we use to measure how much we'll let people affect us and how far we are willing to affect them (or at least try to). It guides us in everyday situations and those "once in a moment" opportunities that end up shaping who we are and who we will be.

Like I said, it's a very powerful and wondrous word.

But trust broken, is as devastating as a blow to the head with a lead pipe. It affects how we deal with people and situations and how those situations affect and deal with us. It affects relationships, families, friends and your inner self. Mistrust is actually a lot more destructive than a loaded gun, with longer lasting results.

If you shoot the gun right, it may never hurt at all and even if you don't that scar will eventually heal.

Mistrust is not so easy to comeback from.

I know this from past and present experience.

Everyday is a step forward, and everyday is a step back.

But in my case, I gotta keep moving.

That's the truth.

Keep walking, keep moving, because anything is better than just giving up.

That's my dedication for the day.

Thanks for listening.

Review of Superman Returns

GREAT CEASARS GHOST!!!!!!!!!!! Yes this is a book based on the movie. Yes I ruined the movie for myself. No I don't care. Why??? Because those who might not know...they are not reinventing the wheel this time. They are starting where the first 2 movies left off. DID YOU HEAR ME??? It's taking everything that worked, and running with it. It rules, it's fun, and by all that is holy, it has been the best book I have read in a while, only because the 5 year old in me feels the "AWE" again. Read it...see it...NOW!!!

If I Know Me - George Strait

We both said some things I know we never meant,
And when I slammed the door tonight you wondered where I went.
If I know you, you're probably wonderin' what to do.
You're thinkin' that I'm gone for good, if I know you.

But if I know me, I'll turn this car around.
I won't get halfway through town, and I'll be sorry.
I'll stop and call, and you'll say you're sorry too,
And I'll come runnin' back to you, if I know me.

Sometimes I lose my head, say things to break your heart,
Forgettin' if I lost your love, it would tear my world apart.
If I know you, you didn't mean one single thing you said.
Truth be known, you're dyin', cryin', lyin' there in bed.

But if I know me, I'll turn this car around.
I won't get halfway through town, and I'll be sorry.
I'll stop and call, and you'll say you're sorry too,
And I'll come runnin' back to you, if I know me.

If I know me, and I know me.

YEAH, THAT PRETTY MUCH SAYS IT ALL

You know, how strange it is to be with someone, where the main desire is to be with them all the time and there is never enough of it. I married my wife, I wear a ring on my finger, I carry her love in my heart and soul. When I get home from work she's sleeping so I lay down with her and feel her skin against mine, I hear her breathing and we share something special between us. I spend all weekend with her, shopping, cleaning, fighting, crying, laughing, doing chores, running errands and doing things two people in love do. But it never feels like it's enough. We get a 2-4 hours a night to lay with each other. The weekend is never long enough. Is it so wrong to want to be with the one you love more than a few hours a day? Is it wrong to hate a phone because that's the only way you can communicate on a daily basis, because you work conflicting shifts? Is it wrong to hate a Monday morning because you know when you wake up you'll wake up in an empty bed and the first thing you do is grab the pillow she uses because it still smells like her? Is it wrong to simply want more time? Is it wrong to want more in general? All I do know is that whether it's right or wrong, wanting sure is lonely.

Today the music is unfortunately silence...

SOME ANSWERS

My wife reads this blog and last evening she was very concerned about how dealing with my step-dad this weekend will affect me. It seems kind of funny to me. Not the "ha-ha" funny but the ironic funny. You see as long as step-dad isn't drinking he's not that bad of a guy. Sure like any family member you have good days and bad days. Some days everything is gold. Other days, I can't wait for lunch to be done with so that my wife and I can go and deal with the carnal itch that seems to overtake us once in a while, and the fact that he's being annoying just gives us a better excuse to end breakfast/lunch/dinner that much sooner. But add alcohol and SHAZAM instant Prickenstien. The guy who I spend time with now isn't the same man, and as long as he stays sober it will never be an issue. But the second I hear or see that he has had a drink, I'm gone. POOF!! No more step-son, because I won't tolerate that anymore, and no more step-dad, because I don't need that other asshole in my life. My life has been one hell of a rollercoaster ride as it is, and I won't ride that particular rollercoaster EVER again. Time to change the CD, this song is done....for now.

SNORING

Some retired deputy sheriffs went to a retreat in the mountains. To save money, they decided to sleep two to a room. No one wanted to room with Daryl because he snored so badly. They decided it wasn't fair to make one of them stay with him the whole time, so they voted to take turns.

The first deputy slept with Daryl and comes to breakfast the next morning with his hair a mess and his eyes all bloodshot. They said, "Man, what happened to you?" He said, "Daryl snored so loudly, I just sat up and watched him all night."

The next night it was a different deputy's turn. In the morning, same thing--hair all standing up, eyes all blood-shot. They said, "Man, what happened to you? You look awful!" He said, "Man, that Daryl shakes the roof. I watched him all night."

The third night was Frank's turn. Frank was a big burly ex-football player; a man's man. The next morning he came to breakfast bright eyed and bushy tailed. "Good morning." They couldn't believe it! They said, "Man, what happened?"

He said, "Well, we got ready for bed. I went and tucked Daryl into bed and kissed him good night. He sat up and watched me all night long."

STRANGE QUOTES

"Don't worry about people stealing your ideas. If your ideas are any good, you'll have to ram them down people's throats." Howard Aiken

"Life is moderately good play with a badly written third act." Truman Capote

"He who stops being better stops being good." Oliver Cromwell

"Everyone gets their rough day. No one gets a free ride. Today so far, I had a good day. I got a dial tone." Rodney Dangerfield

"Crime is the soul of lust. What would pleasure be if it were not accompanied by crime? It is not the object of debauchery that excites us, rather the idea of evil." Marquis de Sade

"Good management is the art of making problems so interesting and their solutions so constructive that everyone wants to get to work and deal with them." Paul Hawken

IT'S OVER ALREADY

You know, The whole 06-06-06 thing is just getting out of hand. Let it go...it happens every hundred years. I mean this happens less times than George W. Bush making sense. It's come and gone. Move on people.

A HONEYMOON...SORTA

My wife and I finally got to go on our honeymoon...sorta. We were given a cabin, up north for the weekend, for this special event. Well as life were to have it, things change. You see, my mother-in-law is going in for surgery at the end of the month, and she has a lot things to do to prepare for this. She's scared and very anxious about this. So we took 2 days to talk over some things she wanted done, and we took care of some of them already. Well the resort we stayed at is run by one of my wife's best friends, so we spent time with her family as we all caught up with the current events of each others lives. We didn't have much time to ourselves, but in the end, that was just perfect. Our honeymoon turned into a vacation, which after we talked about it, was what we needed more. We have the rest our lives to get away for romantic weekends and nights of debauchery, but how often do we get time to spend with the "families" that enrich and bless our lives? Sure it wasn't what we planned, but it was exactly what we needed. To get back in touch with what's important in our lives. Sometimes we're not in control of anything, and sometimes the road we're on takes us to a different place but that sure doesn't mean you can't love every minute of it. And we did love evry minute of it.

A SONG TO MAKE ME REALIZE WHAT I HAVE...EVEN MORE

Car door slams, it's been a long day at work
I'm out on the freeway and I'm wondering if it's all worth
The price that I pay, sometimes it doesn't seem fair
I pull into the drive and you're standing there
And you look at me
And give me that come-here-baby smile
It's all gonna be alright
You take my hand
You pull me close and you hold me tight

[Chorus:]It's the sweet love that you give to me
That makes me believe we can make it through anything
'Cause when it all comes down
And I'm feeling like I'll never last
I just lean on you 'cause baby
You're my better half

They say behind every man is a good woman
But I think that's a lie
'Cause when it comes to you I'd rather have you by my side
You don't know how much I count you to help me
When I've given everything I got and I just feel like giving in
And you look at me
And give me that come-here-baby smile
It's all gonna be alright
You take my hand
Yeah you pull me close and you hold me tight

[REPEAT CHORUS]

Well, you take my hand
Yeah you pull me close and I understand
It's the sweet love that you give to me
That makes me believe that we can make it through anything
Oh baby, it's the sweet love that you give to me
That makes me believe we can make it through anything
'Cause when it all comes down
And I'm feeling like I'll never last
I just lean on you 'cause baby You're my better half
Oh, oh baby you're my better half
Ooh, hey baby you're my better half

SUMMERSONG

I used to hate summer. The heat and humidity, sweating and smelling like you ran a mile but you only walked a few feet. But my world changed 401 days ago. I moved in with the girl who is now my wife, and I actualy look forward to summer now. Actually it's closer to a year before that but I'll talk about that some other time. Anyway, now when I think about summer I remember the times we've shared together. The walks, staying up late talking and doing other things. I remember the beginning of my new and current life. I remember the things we've shared together for the first time, and many times since than. I remember the lakes, the talks all the happy times. And, I look forward to all the summers we'll share together, along with the summers, we've already shared. This is our lives, and welcome to the show. OK. The song is done. Good night for now.

SHHH SHE'S SLEEPING

On Tuesday, my wife and I had a fight. It's nothing new, and no not in a bad way. We fight because we're both two very stubborn and independent people. Our lives before "us" made us that way. Now we try to unlearn all that history and sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. I used to truly enjoy an argument, because I'm very good at winning them, but for the first time in my life, I HATE arguing with someone, meaning my wife. But if you ask her...she' never argued before with her significant others, because she said If they leave they leave. But here we are, I hate fighting with her because she is my world, and she argues with me because I am hers. But that's the natural progression and growth of a husband and wife. So yeah we fight, and than we talk. Than we move on.
So we talked on the phone today and we made "intimate" plans...but she's sleeping. I've tried to wake up many people in my life, and oh my god, she's the hardest to wake up. I know she would say the same thing about me...because she has. So I tried to wake her for 10 minutes, and it wasn't happening, so I grabbed a beer and my smokes and came here to blog. You know...I guess this is my way of telling my wife, that I'm sorry. I'm sorry we work oppisite shifts. I'm sorry that on one too many occasions I have, and more than likely will be again, acted like an ass. That I do think of her every minute of my day, and I miss her every single moment that we are apart. This weekend we are going on our honemoon....part one that is. We have to do some family/friends obligations, and I know that. But I can tell you right now...I'm going to be one very selfish man, when it comes to sharing my wife this weekend. But since part one takes place just minutes from her home town, well...you know... you gotta do what ya gotta do. But when we get back to the resort, the door is locked, windows boarded and two very naked people working on creating a family...gotta change CD's cuz this song is done.

FAMILY PICNICS

Oh good lord, you know those things you do for your parents? Well I only do them for Jeff. You see, he and my mom are getting divorced, and I'm ok with that. They both want what is fair. I'm ok with that. But mom is being a skank about it. Well to cut a lot of drama out (that story is for a future entry) For Jeff I came over and spent the afternoon with the family. I know I have to be the "Good Son" once in a while. I just wish it could be on crappy days, not nice summer days. It was the longest 2.5 hours this weekend. I hate it when you have to pretend to be nice, because I don't pretend to well anymore. I'm getting older and my time is to precious to be dealling with that shite. BUT for Jeff I did. That's life. When you're born, you're born with relatives. You will always have them. But a family you build for yourself. I have a mother, a sister, uncles and cousins and they are my relatives. But my wife and Jeff are my family. The song is over, please wait a moment, the next song will be starting shortly

Review of Maximum Ride: School's Out Forever

OH MY GOD!!! What a great ride!!! It was well worth the wait, and now I'm waiting again for more. The pacing is awesome. The characters kick some flocking ass!!! Sure it's a pretty simple and straight forward plot, but when it's this good, it doesn't need all of the extreme plot twists, and surprise endings. It does have some, but IMO it's just to move the main story. I sacrificed sleep to read this book. It is better than the first book. I laughed out loud and shed some tears. It's, for lack of a better statement, a maximum joy ride that I will read to my children (when I have them) and borrow to adults. Just because it is that good!!!

TAKE A MOMENT

This is for those who fell, and never stood again,

Those who chose bravery over timidity,

Who chose liberty over constraint,

Who stood for freedom,

Who knew the cost,

Who made that choice,

Who ultimately paid the price,

This is for you,

You are not forgotten.

You are remembered.

In every flag that waves,

With every word voiced,

With every freedom we hold dear,

This is for you.

Thank You,

We miss you,

We remember you,

Always.

A Moment Of Silence redux

Now those of you that actually know me, know that I'm not a pro-military person. But I do have a respect for those that do choose this way of life. Yes, it is a way of life. It takes someone of a special courage, an unbelievable strength of character and a love for their family, home and friends, to join the military. It takes someone who is afraid but won't and didn't let that stand in his or her way. It takes ultimate sacrifice, for those that laid it all on the line, because whether they lived or died, they're the ones who pay the price of freedom. I may never know all of you, but to you all I do say "thank you"! To the families and friends of these courageous individuals, my prayers are with you. To those who never came home... a moment of silence.

COMPUTER WOMEN - WHICH TYPE ARE YOU?

Which Type Of Woman Do You Like?

a. HARD-DISK Woman:
She remembers everything you say and do, FOREVER. !!!

b. WINDOWS Woman:
Everyone knows that she can't do anything right, but you can't live without her.

c. EXCEL Woman:
They say she can do a lot of things but you mostly use her for only four of your basic needs.

d. SCREENSAVER Woman:
She is good for nothing functional, but at least she is exciting, colourful, and lots of fun!

e. INTERNET Woman:
Difficult to access and hard to keep running .!!!

f. SERVER Woman:
Claims to be available to you, but Always busy when you need her.

g. MULTIMEDIA Woman:
She has a way of making horrible things look very beautiful.

h. CD-ROM Woman:
She always has you on the move, going faster and faster.!!!

i. E-MAIL Woman:
Out of Every ten things she says, eight are plain nonsense.

j. VIRUS Woman:
Also known as "WIFE"; when you are least expecting her, she shows up, installs herself, and starts gobbling up all your resources. If you try to uninstall her, you will lose almost every thing. If you don't try to uninstall her, you will still have nothing.

EVEN GOD ENJOYS A GOOD LAUGH AND JUST TRYING TO KEEP EVERYONE INFORMED NOW THAT THE DA VINCI CODE IS COMING

There were 3 good arguments that Jesus was Black:
1. He called everyone brother
2. He liked Gospel.
3. He couldn't get a fair trial.

But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Jewish:
1. He went into His Father's business.
2. He lived at home until he was 33.
3. He was sure his Mother was a virgin and his Mother was sure He was God.

But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Italian:
1. He talked with His hands.
2. He had wine with His meals.
3. He used olive oil.

But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was a Californian:
1. He never cut His hair.
2. He walked around barefoot all the time.
3. He started a new religion.

But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was an American Indian:
1. He was at peace with nature.
2. He ate a lot of fish.
3. He talked about the Great Spirit.

But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Irish:
1. He never got married.
2. He was always telling stories.
3. He loved green pastures.

But the most compelling evidence of all - 3 proofs that Jesus was a woman:
1. He fed a crowd at a moment's notice when there was no food.
2. He kept trying to get a message across to a bunch of men who just didn't get it.
3. And even when He was dead, He had to get up because there was work to do.

LIFE IS TOUGH. IT'S TOUGHER WHEN YOU'RE STUPID

How do these people survive?

ONE
Recently, when I went to McDonald's I saw on the menu that you could have an order of 6, 9 or 12 Chicken McNuggets. I asked for a half dozen nuggets. "We don't have half dozen nuggets," said the teenager at the counter. "You don't?" I replied. "We only have six, nine, or twelve," was the reply. "So I can't order a half dozen nuggets, but I can order six?" "That's right." So I shook my head and ordered six McNuggets

TWO
I was checking out at the local Wal-Mart with just a few items and the lady behind me put her things on the belt close to mine. I picked up one of those "dividers" that they keep by the cash register and placed it between our things so they wouldn't get mixed. After the girl had scanned all of my items, she picked up the "divider", looking it all over for the bar code so she could scan it. Not finding the bar code she said to me, "Do you know how much this is?" I said to her "I've changed my mind, I don't think I'll buy that today." She said "OK," and I paid her for the things and left. She had no clue to what had just happened.

THREE
A lady at work was seen putting a credit card into her floppy drive and pulling it out very quickly. When I inquired as to what she was doing, she said she was shopping on the Internet and they kept asking for a credit card number, so she was using the ATM "thingy."

FOUR
I recently saw a distraught young lady weeping beside her car. "Do you need some help?" I asked. She replied, "I knew I should have replaced the battery to this remote door unlocker. Now I can't get into my car. Do you think they (pointing to a distant convenience store) would have a battery to fit this?" "Hmmm, I dunno. Do you have an alarm, too?" I asked. "No, just this remote thingy," she answered, handing it and the car keys to me. As I took the key and manually unlocked the door, I replied, "Why don't you drive over there and check about the batteries. It's a long walk."

FIVE
Several years ago, we had an Intern who was none too swift. One day she was typing and turned to a secretary and said, "I'm almost out of typing paper. What do I do?" "Just use copier machine paper," the secretary told her. With that, the intern took her last remaining blank piece of paper, put it on the photocopier and proceeded to make five "blank" copies.

SIX
I was in a car dealership a while ago, when a large motor home was towed into the garage. The front of the vehicle was in dire need of repair and the whole thing generally looked like an extra in "Twister." I asked the manager what had happened. He told me that the driver had set the "cruise control" and then went in the back to make a sandwich.

SEVEN
My neighbor works in the operations department in the central office of a large bank. Employees in the field call him when they have problems with their computers. One night he got a call from a woman in one of the branch banks who had this question: "I've got smoke coming from the back of my terminal. Do you guys have a fire downtown?"

EIGHT
Police in Radnor, Pa., interrogated a suspect by placing a metal colander on his head and connecting it with wires to a photocopy machine. The message "He's lying" was placed in the copier, and police pressed the copy button each time they thought the suspect wasn't telling the truth. Believing the "lie detector" was working, the suspect confessed.

NINE A mother calls 911 very worried asking the dispatcher if she needs to take her kid to the emergency room, the kid was eating ants. The dispatcher tells her to give the kid some Benadryl and should be fine, the mother says, I just gave him some ant killer ... Dispatcher: Rush him in to emergency

Review of Angels & Demons, Special Illustrated Edition

How to review a book that has such a tremendous followup? I know some of you have heard of a little book called the Da Vinci Code right? Well I haven't read it yet, but it is on my to do list. So as I am oft to do, I went back and read a less popular book before going out and reading a "Major worldwide bestseller". Now the ironic thing is that I finished a book called Thieves of Heaven, which takes place in Vatican City (with A LOT of information) to read another book that takes place in...? You you guesed it. The Vatican. This is one of those few occasions where another fiction book sets up a lot of history, so that when you read another fiction book, you have a base knowledge of it. So...let's get on with it...

I will say one of the fun things about Angels & Demons, is simply how much the author has going on at the same time. He juggles the story very well without getting the reader lost. He is also able to keep all the characters uniqe and distinct from each other. He heeps the story moving very well, while adding flashbacks to punctuate and explain events.

Sadly the only true flaw in this book, for me at least, is the simple fact that I didn't care for any of his characters. No emotional attachment, nothing. Kind of like watching a Keanu Reeves movie...you know a lot of flash, no substance. So if you want a decent story with some great plot twists, than read it...you might like it more than I did.

Review of My Point...And I Do Have One

Very rarely, does one comedians humor come across in the written form, as well as Ellen's does. While reading her book, it truly felt like she was over my shoulder, and that was a little creepy. Her, what almost seems like irrational thought pattern, flows so well, it's like she takes you on a scenic drive and before you know it, you're lost, but you got where you were going. Doesn't make much sense? If you read this book, it will. It's a very fun and enjoyable read. Well that's it for now...until next time...

I remain me, and you remain you

Review of The Thieves of Heaven

First, let's talk about a great book. For a first novel, and a whim buy, I didn't expect much. You know, like trying a new restaturant. It could be great, just ok or suck. Well this book is, for lack of a better synonym, great! The characters are truly believable, likable, horrific and all mesmerizing. The storytelling superb and the pacing is perfect for the tone and feel for this book.

This book would be an excellent addition to anyones library, and I am greatly looking forward to his second book. I think...strike that, I know I have a new author whose work will be read and re-read often. I aim to follow all his work, although anything following this book, will have some pretty big shoes to fill, but after the caliber of this one book, I have no doubt in my mind, that those shoes will be filled, and even surpassed.