I can't come up with anything witty or funny to tell you so I'm copping out this week. I stole this from the Belldoorlover.
80 things you might not know about me (not really 80... what's up with that, Belldoorlover?)
1. What is your middle name? Wayne
2. How big is ur bed? Queen
3. What are you listening to right now? air conditioner and the New Guy talking about buying a house
5. What was the last thing you ate? tostadas
6. Last person you hugged? my moms
7. How is the weather right now? cool and cloudy?
8. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? Barton
9. The first thing you notice about the opposite sex? ass, tits, face
10. Favorite type of Food? chips and salsa
11. Do you want children? eventually
12. Do you get high? high on life
13. Ever get so drunk you don't remember the entire night? no I can usually remember a few things
15. Eye color? brown/hazel
16. Do you wear eye contacts? yep for months at a time
17. Favorite holiday? Christmas
18. Favorite Season? Wedding season. summertime
19. Have you ever cried over a Guy/Girl? now way I'm too hardcore for crying
20. Last Movie you Watched? Underworld Evolution (Kate Beckinsale is awesome)
29. What books are you reading? One Ranger, The Regulators, and the Stand.
30. Piercings? no
31. Favorite Movie? Forrest Gump
32. Favorite college football Team? Texas Longhorns
33. What were you doing before filling this out? driving to work
34. Any pets? Mini schnauzer Mak
35. AOL? AIM
37. Dogs or cats? dogs
38. Favorite Flower? roses
40. Have you ever loved someone? yes
41. Who would you like to see right now? Kate Beckinsale
43. Have you ever fired a gun? yes
45. Right-handed or Left-handed? right
46. If you could go to anyplace right now where would you go? Playboy mansion
48. Are you missing someone? she's in Spain
49. Do you have a tattoo? no
50. Do you still watch cartoons on Saturday morning? Saturday morning cartoons suck now
51. Are you hiding something from someone? of course
52. WALLPAPER ON YOUR CELLPHONE? black clock
54. DID YOU GET ENOUGH SLEEP LAST NIGHT? probably not
55. FIRST THING YOU THOUGHT ABOUT THIS MORNING? I'm sleeping in this weekend
56. WHAT DO YOU HAVE HANDY AT YOUR BEDSIDE? books, chapstick, water bottle, phone
57. GRILLED OR FRIED? grilled
59. WHAT MAKES YOU UNIQUE? my superpowers
60. ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK? not at all
61. FAVORITE HANGOUT? Crockett street in Beaumont
62. 3 THINGS YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT? backscratcher, computer, music
63. FIRST THING YOU WILL BUY IF GIVEN 1 THOUSAND DOLLARS? a little less debt
64. FAVORITE SONG? I'm liking And it Stoned Me by Van Morrison today
65. WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF? failure and rejection
66. ARE YOU A GIVER OR TAKER? both
67. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES? Goonie, goonbob, D-rell, DJ, Pretty Hardcore
68. WHAT IS/WAS YOUR DAD'S MIDDLE NAME? Wayne
69. WHATS YOUR MOTHERS MIDDLE NAME? she doesn't have one
70. STUCK ON A DESERTED ISLAND & COULD ONLY BRING ONE THING/PERSON Kate Beckinsale
71. FAVORITE T.V. COMMERCIAL? Budweiser at halftime of Super Bowl
72. WHO'S YOUR CELL PHONE PROVIDER? sprint
73. FIRST THING YOU'LL SAVE IN A fire? pictures
74. Favorite color? blue
75. WHAT ARE THE THINGS YOU ALWAYS BRING WITH YOU? keys, wallet, cell phone, testicles
76. WHAT DID YOU WANNA BE WHEN YOU WERE A KID? Conan the Barbarian
77. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY DO WHEN THE CLOCK TURNS 7? eat dinner
78. THE COLOR OF YOUR BEDSHEET? green
79. WHO DO U WANT TO MEET? Kate Beckinsale
80. WHAT DO U THINK ABOUT BEF0RE Y0U G0 T0 BED? what I have to do the next day
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
At least one post per week
My stupid cousin, Dumbshit, went ahead and moved in with his girlfriend. She has a FEMA trailer in Lake Charles. He claims to have a job at American Eagle, but who knows for sure. Who gives a shit for that matter. As long as he's not stressin' my grandparents anymore I'm cool with it.
So I didn't have to go home and lay down the law after all. Everything worked itself out without me.
I am going down there this weekend though. But this time it's for my own personal interests. Cute girl I knew from high school has been calling. She's pretty sharp and has definitely got her shit together. Which means it probably won't work out...
And I had a second phone interview with the contract company in KC. They seem pretty interested. The money would be awesome and I wouldn't even have to move. I would be flying to jobs during the week and home most weekends. The only downside is that I'd have to do something with the dog. My aunt would probably take him.
I'm gonna get drunk at TGI Fridays tonight with the New Guy. He's looking at houses online right now. and for those of you who have been wanting the address to his blog, here it is. http://mymilkshakebrings.blogspot.com
DON'T LET HIM KNOW WHO SENT YOU!!!!!!!!
I don't think he knows that I know where his blog is.
Thats all for now. I know I neglect this blog but it's mine. I can do that.
So I didn't have to go home and lay down the law after all. Everything worked itself out without me.
I am going down there this weekend though. But this time it's for my own personal interests. Cute girl I knew from high school has been calling. She's pretty sharp and has definitely got her shit together. Which means it probably won't work out...
And I had a second phone interview with the contract company in KC. They seem pretty interested. The money would be awesome and I wouldn't even have to move. I would be flying to jobs during the week and home most weekends. The only downside is that I'd have to do something with the dog. My aunt would probably take him.
I'm gonna get drunk at TGI Fridays tonight with the New Guy. He's looking at houses online right now. and for those of you who have been wanting the address to his blog, here it is. http://mymilkshakebrings.blogspot.com
DON'T LET HIM KNOW WHO SENT YOU!!!!!!!!
I don't think he knows that I know where his blog is.
Thats all for now. I know I neglect this blog but it's mine. I can do that.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Dysfunctional? us?
My father's brother, let's call him Sluggo, is a worthless no good piece of shit. Mooching burnout old man. He broke my grandmother's heart by dumping his youngest son, let's call him Dumbshit, on her when his current girlfriend refused to let him live with her anymore. He's currently being removed from the will.
His oldest son, let's call him Vidor, is 7 years older than me. I looked up to him and asked him for advice growing up. Now he's a covicted felon several times over doing 18-months in Tennessee Colony. Racist drug addict liar.
Dumbshit has been staying with my grandparents for the past year and causing all kinds of trouble. My dad gets really worked up about it when we talk about the situation.
My grandfather use to be a hardass. But nowadays he's getting softer. I'm not sure why.
Dumbshit managed to get himself kicked out of high school yesterday. He's 17 now and will turn 18 in April. This is the last straw.
My dad calls me last night and he's on the warpath.
"Get down here ASAP! We're putting an end to this bullshit!"
And he's right. It's time to stop coddling the lying little bastard thief. (He stole some speakers and DVDs from me when I was living out there.)
It's not like this is something new to the family. My great-grandfather had to raise Vidor when he was a kid. And look how well he turned out.
So I'm going back home this weekend to help sort this thing out. I pray that everything goes smoothly but the way my dad sounded last night... loud, angry words are going to be spoken. And I'll be damned if I let anyone lay a hand on my father.
His oldest son, let's call him Vidor, is 7 years older than me. I looked up to him and asked him for advice growing up. Now he's a covicted felon several times over doing 18-months in Tennessee Colony. Racist drug addict liar.
Dumbshit has been staying with my grandparents for the past year and causing all kinds of trouble. My dad gets really worked up about it when we talk about the situation.
My grandfather use to be a hardass. But nowadays he's getting softer. I'm not sure why.
Dumbshit managed to get himself kicked out of high school yesterday. He's 17 now and will turn 18 in April. This is the last straw.
My dad calls me last night and he's on the warpath.
"Get down here ASAP! We're putting an end to this bullshit!"
And he's right. It's time to stop coddling the lying little bastard thief. (He stole some speakers and DVDs from me when I was living out there.)
It's not like this is something new to the family. My great-grandfather had to raise Vidor when he was a kid. And look how well he turned out.
So I'm going back home this weekend to help sort this thing out. I pray that everything goes smoothly but the way my dad sounded last night... loud, angry words are going to be spoken. And I'll be damned if I let anyone lay a hand on my father.
Monday, January 09, 2006
Like Jerry Maguire...
.. I love black people. They know how to have a good time.
Saturday night was my buddy Al and his wife Susan's housewarming party. Their house is the bomb. I want to live there. I'll just sleep in the media room and help out with bills. I'll even cook sometimes. But I digress...
Back to the black folk.
Al plays softball with us. I'm not really sure how we all became friends since he's originally from Ohio, but it's not important. What's important is that Al and Susan use to live in an apartment complex where they were the only white couple. And being the friendly people that they are, they made lots of acquaintances with the black people there.
So a lot of them showed up for this party. And we had a blast.
The radio was up loud. People were shaking their booties, playing cards, playing dominoes, getting DRUNK. It was great.
I haven't got down like that in a long time. If they hadn't been there it definitely wouldn't have been as much fun.
I ended up making apple martinis for the women and slammin' bones with the boys. There were two black guys who pretty much ran the domino table from the get-go. No one could touch them.
Then me and Al whooped their ass. They couldn't believe a couple of honkey beat them at bones.
then we lost to two white girls. but it was only because they were hot and I couldn't concentrate. The short one kept shaking her ass in my face when it was my turn to go.
Also, the 40-year-old MILF who lives down the way stopped me last night as I walked Mak. She wanted to know how old I was and if I was single. Hmmmm.
I'm not sure what to do about this one.
the older the berry the sweeter the juice, right?
Saturday night was my buddy Al and his wife Susan's housewarming party. Their house is the bomb. I want to live there. I'll just sleep in the media room and help out with bills. I'll even cook sometimes. But I digress...
Back to the black folk.
Al plays softball with us. I'm not really sure how we all became friends since he's originally from Ohio, but it's not important. What's important is that Al and Susan use to live in an apartment complex where they were the only white couple. And being the friendly people that they are, they made lots of acquaintances with the black people there.
So a lot of them showed up for this party. And we had a blast.
The radio was up loud. People were shaking their booties, playing cards, playing dominoes, getting DRUNK. It was great.
I haven't got down like that in a long time. If they hadn't been there it definitely wouldn't have been as much fun.
I ended up making apple martinis for the women and slammin' bones with the boys. There were two black guys who pretty much ran the domino table from the get-go. No one could touch them.
Then me and Al whooped their ass. They couldn't believe a couple of honkey beat them at bones.
then we lost to two white girls. but it was only because they were hot and I couldn't concentrate. The short one kept shaking her ass in my face when it was my turn to go.
Also, the 40-year-old MILF who lives down the way stopped me last night as I walked Mak. She wanted to know how old I was and if I was single. Hmmmm.
I'm not sure what to do about this one.
the older the berry the sweeter the juice, right?
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
un aniversario del año
It was about this time last year that I started this little journal of memories. Happy Anniversary, babe.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
If you'd told me...
...at the beginning of this NFL season that I'd be sitting here on New Years Day pulling for the goddamn Eagles to beat the worthless motherfuckin' Redskins, I'd have laughed in your face.
But here I sit.
Go Eagles.
I'm beginning to rethink my stance on the T.O. suspension. Maybe they should've let him come back for the last game. That woulda been nice.
Just give us a chance here big green.
as I type this Akers kicks a long field goal to go up 3-0.
Cowboys fans around the world rejoice.
As for the New Years Eve party, it was fun but too expensive. A lot of hype. A lot of boozing. Some spooning with a random chick. No kissing at midnight. But it still beat the shit out of last year.
I read somewhere that washing dishes on New Years Day is bad luck so I'm not doing it. But man if ever there was a day that shit needed doing, it would be today.
But here I sit.
Go Eagles.
I'm beginning to rethink my stance on the T.O. suspension. Maybe they should've let him come back for the last game. That woulda been nice.
Just give us a chance here big green.
as I type this Akers kicks a long field goal to go up 3-0.
Cowboys fans around the world rejoice.
As for the New Years Eve party, it was fun but too expensive. A lot of hype. A lot of boozing. Some spooning with a random chick. No kissing at midnight. But it still beat the shit out of last year.
I read somewhere that washing dishes on New Years Day is bad luck so I'm not doing it. But man if ever there was a day that shit needed doing, it would be today.
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