I love road trips. They are all about doing many of the things that I love – bullshitting with friends, listening to music and napping. I have been on many in my lifetime, some with family others with friends and even a few animals mixed in. Each one has its own feel and there is always at least one memorable thing that happens. In addition to that there are opportunities to see new places and meet new people… then make fun of them. Ahhhhh the possibilities are endless with road trips – they are an affirmation that there are a ton of freaks all over the US and that I am glad that I live where I do. If I was not employed at the salt mine I would love to take a few months and bounce around the US with some friends and see things in the remote corners of the country that usually remain hidden (and in some cases should remain hidden). Almost every state I have visited or driven through has a memory - lets take a ride down road trip memory lane state by state. read more »
I am sick, and contrary to “Disturbed” I am NOT down with the sickness. It is not fun, it always depresses me and right now I feel absolutely worthless. Whenever someone says that they are sick and whines about it I never really have that much sympathy – I usually just wait for the complaining to stop and move to another topic as quickly as possible. However, when I am sick I suddenly become sympathetic to everyone’s plight and I vow to be more considerate to others when they are not feeling well. Then the sniffles go away and take that feeling with it – putting me right back to square one. Whenever I get sick I always think of 2 things: read more »
New Years resolutions are total bullshit. Nothing ever really comes of them 90% of the time. Usually, they are weak attempts to reform some perceived shortcoming in a person’s life and usually fail miserably. I have never made a resolution for myself and don’t intend to start now. However, there are some people that should use this time of year to change a thing or two moving into next year. I was thinking of some resolutions that certain people should take for their own good. read more »
I went to a holiday party on Saturday at one my friend’s house and hung out for a few hours. While we were having a few cocktails I noticed that there was a bottle of Triple Sec on the counter. I didn’t think anything of it until someone mentioned that someone had brought that over. WTF? Who brings fucking Triple Sec to a party? Is that not the oddest alcoholic beverage to bring to a party? I thought I was going a bit off the reservation by bringing champagne but Triple Sec??? That would be like going to a pot-luck and bringing a few cloves of garlic. I was completely taken aback by this – can you think of a weirder bottle to bring? We were all laughing about this and then some guy came in with a bottle of Saki – granted this is not as retarded as Triple Sec, but again, who brings Saki to a party? Needless to say I created another drink (2 weekends in a row that I have created a drink – I guess I am a bartender savant) called the Secsy Saki which was surprisingly tasty. read more »
Throughout my dating existence I have been in many different types of relationships and each one has its own quirks and eccentricities. Everyone is different and when those people pair up it creates unique circumstances and scenarios for the people involved making every relationship its own special entity. Amongst these differences though there are similarities that an outsider can see working in all of these different pairings. I have observed these similarities in my own and my friend’s relationships and most of the time I see someone’s actions and a song starts playing in my head – these are the relationships and their appropriate lyrics. So here we go…
I have already blogged about how Tiger could have avoided all of his troubles by adhering to a few simple rules. It is too late for Tiger though, he has already shit his bed and now he has to wallow in it… or does he? It looks pretty bad for him – his wife isn’t wearing her wedding ring, his sponsors are dropping him faster than Sammi Sweetheart dropped “The Situation” and each day it looks like a new skank is coming forward to say that Tiger took her out for a round on her “back nine”. It is an absolute media feeding frenzy that is probably slowly destroying his sanity – he is scrambling to save his sponsors, his career and his marriage. My advice, Mr. Woods, is to let it all go – let it burn to the ground – and rise again out of the ashes of your former life as a new man to be know simply as… “T-Dub”. read more »
Posted in Music on December 14th, 2009 by admin – 6 Comments
There is nothing I like better than going to check out some bands play. Some people prefer tailgating, going out dancing or sitting at home on the couch watching Three’s Company reruns on a Tuesday afternoon to get their “drink on” but, for me, concerts are the best all around drinking pastimes. The people watching at these events is superb, depending on the style of music the concert goers can range from hipster douche bags to people who look like they would be more at home in a meth lab or a greyhound bus stop. There are so many options for entertainment. You can bang around in front of the stage, listen from afar and chill out or get away from everything and have a drink on the concourse or a cigarette outside. Everyone is always in a good mood and by the end of the night there are plenty of drunk people doing drunk people things that you can enjoy on the walk out.
I went to a show this weekend and this is my story (actual names withheld to protect the innocent): read more »
MTV really upped the douchebag ante with their newest reality show, Jersey Shore. Apparently a producer over at MTV decided that The Real World was just not trashy enough so they looked deep into the armpit of America and found a bunch of self proclaimed “Guidos” and “Guidettes” to live together for a few weeks at a beach house in Seaside, NJ. It is painful to watch at times but I was intrigued. I don’t pay too much attention to most reality TV but if something is really absurd I usually check it out just for the shock value. If reality shows were drugs, I would go directly to the crack pipe. This show is a metaphorical monkey cage at the zoo (sadly, none of the Guidos threw their own poop at each other – maybe that is in a later episode). For those of you that missed the initial episode here are the characters you missed: read more »
As I have mentioned before, I have the attention span of a hummingbird. It is not my fault though – I blame the internet. I used to be able to sit down for 45 minutes and enjoy reading a book. Now I can barely sit still for 5 minutes in the bathroom and scan a magazine while I take care of business. I am so used to seeing information in 30 word chucks that it has become difficult for me to focus for the amount of time it takes to read something longer than a standard CNN article. It is pathetic but has become a reality. The way we consume media has fundamentally changed. Communications in general have moved from longer more in depth articles and ideas to bite size pieces of information we read, process and discard almost immediately. Substance is sacrificed for immediacy and the information turns into a summary of a summary based on someone else’s summary. This boils information down to almost nothing of any real importance. read more »
For the remainder of December I will be dedicating Top Nine Friday to a “Best of” series for the decade (I know its fucking crazy, the 00’s are over and no flying cars, wtf?) I am going to start with something very close to my heart – the Top Nine Albums. I have pretty much stopped listening to the radio at this point – the shit they play is brutal. I have resorted to combing Amazon, pitchfork.com (read: hipster douchebag), seeing live shows and friends recommendations for all of my tunes. The only time I ever hear the music I like is on commercials and it annoys the shit out of me. It always happens the same way – some indie band that I started liking a few months prior is on a Cadillac or GE commercial – fuck that. I am all for the bands cashing in but it is sad that the best music that we have today is the soundtrack to shitty commercials. *end rant*
Top Nine Albums of the 00’s (In no particular order) read more »
There is nothing I like better than going to check out some bands play. Some people prefer tailgating, going out dancing or sitting at home on the couch watching Three’s Company reruns on a Tuesday afternoon to get their “drink on” but, for me, concerts are the best all around drinking pastimes. The people watching at these events is superb, depending on the style of music the concert goers can range from hipster douche bags to people who look like they would be more at home in a meth lab or a greyhound bus stop. There are so many options for entertainment. You can bang around in front of the stage, listen from afar and chill out or get away from everything and have a drink on the concourse or a cigarette outside. Everyone is always in a good mood and by the end of the night there are plenty of drunk people doing drunk people things that you can enjoy on the walk out.
MTV really upped the douchebag ante with their newest reality show, Jersey Shore. Apparently a producer over at MTV decided that The Real World was just not trashy enough so they looked deep into the armpit of America and found a bunch of self proclaimed “Guidos” and “Guidettes” to live together for a few weeks at a beach house in Seaside, NJ. It is painful to watch at times but I was intrigued. I don’t pay too much attention to most reality TV but if something is really absurd I usually check it out just for the shock value. If reality shows were drugs, I would go directly to the crack pipe. This show is a metaphorical monkey cage at the zoo (sadly, none of the Guidos threw their own poop at each other – maybe that is in a later episode). For those of you that missed the initial episode here are the characters you missed: 
As I have mentioned before, I have the attention span of a hummingbird. It is not my fault though – I blame the internet. I used to be able to sit down for 45 minutes and enjoy reading a book. Now I can barely sit still for 5 minutes in the bathroom and scan a magazine while I take care of business. I am so used to seeing information in 30 word chucks that it has become difficult for me to focus for the amount of time it takes to read something longer than a standard CNN article. It is pathetic but has become a reality. The way we consume media has fundamentally changed. Communications in general have moved from longer more in depth articles and ideas to bite size pieces of information we read, process and discard almost immediately. Substance is sacrificed for immediacy and the information turns into a summary of a summary based on someone else’s summary. This boils information down to almost nothing of any real importance.