complaints & grievances

Entertain the Brutes
Friday Morning Edition

To answer your question, David, no, I don't sleep. What can I say. Devil May Cry 2 got my full attention. I played it smart by playing it backwards, playing Lucia first then Dante. Beat both their disks. But it was normal mode, which is technically easy, sooooo.

I will write a full-on misc rant on DMC2 at some point soon. But let me say. When you get down to brass tacks, it wasn't as good as the original. The graphics were massively improved. More acrobatics, extra fighting techniques, and the new playable character. But the storyline was done like shit, the weapons blew, and the upgrades were practically useless for all the orbs they cost. The bosses were beyond simple. I died twice with Lucia, both times I had a ressurect orb, and one time withDante on the very last final boss, also with a ressurect orb.

I have a bunch to still unlock and mess with, including 2 harder modes of play for each character, and 2 whole new characters in Trish, the chick from the original game, and a Lucia wannabe.

Biggest letdowns for me in this game were the loss of Force Edge, the original sword, and especially Ifrit, the fiery gauntlet's.

Time to crash for a bit. If ya can't get me to IM, call.

It was asked of me if I was going to post a follow-up to this post of David's, as I did last time. I don't have quite as much to say, as I think he says it all and I wasn't involved in his attempts to communicate with the past group.

David is worried that he isn't enough of an individual to hold onto friends. He needs to realize the blame is squarely on their shoulders;

The girl who thought that a 24 year old (she was 17) that put her to sleep was and is the answer to life itself.

The girl who loved to complain about the perverted fat-head but cared more for him than most anyone else.

The girls who thought that a black-wannabe that lied about every aspect of his life was the best thing since individually wrapped cheese slices.

The black-wannabe who lied about every aspect of his life to try to get in the pants of either of those girls.

The perverted fat-head who harrased the girls, but when I stood up to him as asked, I was yelled at.

Sam. Sam's had a lot of stuff happen in life. I can't say anything there.

Ya see? Not exactly a group of the sanest people. So David should not think less of himself. Even if for some reason we stop being friends. He should remember that he was always the focal point because he deserved to be since he was the best of us. It's not his fault that these people were/became brain damaged.

In other non-related news. I managed to pick up the latest 4 videos in the DBZ series. After this, there are still 4 episodes yet to be released, and I have seen no sign of a release for those eps. Though they are technically extra eps they still are the end of the series and I pray they are released soon. The videos that are out end the battle against Buu. They are sweet. One of the last eps showed many of the past characters, including Android 17 (thought he was dead, didn't ya, excepting DBGT fans) and 8er, the Frankenstein-esque android from Dragonball. The indian pals from DB, even Lunch. Of course Tien and Chaoutzau. My only problem was when Goku got his power back to re-direct the Spirit Bomb, he went Super Saiyan. And we all know Super Saiyans can't use the Spirit Bomb (also shown in Movie 7, soon to be released).

Well, it's about 7 months since my post about the loss of my friends and Keith's follow up post. I doubt that any of you care, but I'm going to tell you what the out come of this post was.

About a week or so later, I had decided that I wanted to reacquaint myself with my friends. I made a few phone calls, got their numbers and calling began. After talking to most of them, I realized that this was a futile idea. They really didn't care about each other or me any more. It was obvious that they didn't care about me or miss me because none of them said "Oh wow, I can't believe it's you. We haven't talked in a long time. I've missed you." in an enthusiastic way. It was like they said that out of politeness. Well, needless to say that really pissed me off and put me into a more depressed state then the one I was already in. At the end of each conversation I gave them my cell phone number and other ways to keep in contact. I called 1 or 2 more times after that, but none of them made an effort to call/email/im me. Hell, one of them said that I would be the "hub" of this little reunion that I was trying to get together. After I was told that, I gave up. They obviously weren't interested in seeing/talking to me or each other.

This really sucked for me. It really bothers me to know that people who were my close friends (or so I thought) so easily just ignored me. Don't get me wrong, when I called they did speak to me and we did have a conversation, but after I hung up the phone, that was pretty much it. My first conversation with each of them was a long one because I wouldn't let them off of the phone. However, it was obvious that they were trying to get rid of me.

The reason why all this bothers me so much is because it makes me wonder about me as an individual. It makes me question my personality and the person who I am. After all this was said and done, I came to the conclusion that I was nothing more than a fad. Worse yet, I wasn't even a memorable fad. They pretty much discarded me after I was no longer of value. So now I sit and I ponder about the person I was, the person I am, and the person I will become. Some will say that not much about my personality has changed since my birth, others will say I change from day to day. Regardless of whether I haven't changed or I have, it still makes me wonder who I will turn out to be. Am I destined to remain a fad, fun for a while and than that's it?

My only saving grace is Keith and my girlfriend Michelle. They both love me and care about me extremely. However, supposedly, so did my former friends. It makes me wonder if one day they will turn away on me too. I have put all my faith in them, and I hope that day never comes. I don't worry about them leaving me, I'd rather enjoy them and worry about them leaving me if it ever happens.

In my post about my friends and in Keith's follow up post, it's mentioned how much I need to constantly have people around me. Which pretty much leads to the fact that I need constant attention. And it's true, I do need constant attention. I live off attention.

So, pretty much, to sum it all up, I've given up on ever being reunited with my former friends. It pains me now and it will always continue to pain. My new course of action is to see if I can find another set of friends. It is highly unlikely that it will happen, but hey, I'll give anything a try once.

Entertain the Brutes
Wednesday Morning Edition

And people seem to forget that I just don't like him. We survived Sunday while he installed the dishwasher and the sink, so he gets a nosebleed, I make fun (I don't nosebleed) and Barb starts saying I shouldn't cause he could bleed to death (she wasn't really being serious). So I hit her back with "So? Let him." And Barb looks at me, actually shocked! Laurel and Brian didn't bat an eye, after all, this is vintage Keith here, but Barb has to push it. "You should care." "Why? Fuck 'em. You seem to keep forgetting I don't like him." Reminds me of a BtVS Spike quote. "Why can't you people remember that I hate you all? Just because I can't do the damage myself doesn't mean I can't point someone else in the right direction."

Back to the page at hand! David is a pain and wants me to collapse every area on this site with the drop-down used for the Music Area. Contact Info, About Me, Blog Links, everything. Personally I don't see why. Generally speaking to read just one post you have to scroll anyway, but he likes to complain. The worst part is he is sporting a 1240x1000 or so screen res, so he can pretty much see it all anyway. Anybody else want to chime in? Someone other than David?

I have so many MP3's. I just ran a Properties on my MP3 folder, and the results are in;

Size on Disk = 4.49 GB (4,823,973,888 bytes)
Contains = 1,186 files in 143 folders

God. Damn. That's a lot of music I don't listen to very often. My collection has been spiked as of late since I started ripping full CD's and keeping the entire contents, but still.

Entertain the Brutes
Monday Morning Edition

The beer is good for you commercial was a big thing on working out and New Year's Resolution's to lose weight, then some spiel on how the beer is low in carbs or sugar or something. I missed the exact wording.

For those who haven't noticed.... I collapsed the Music Area into a drop-down like menu. What once was just a header is now a link that opens the menu and displays all the Music selections.

Also, in response to bitterly long excrutating load times caused by the Sitemeter Counter, I have moved the Counter to the very end of my code, placing it at the bottom of the right menu. This way even if the counter wants to crawl it won't matter and the rest of the page loads.

Thanks to David for coding the drop-down, as well as pushing me over the edge of sanity in dealing with the load time.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.

Fin.

Missed a Budweiser and a Cadillac.

Sony camcorder commercial. Old dude in space.

Beer. It's good for you.

Anyway. I missed most of the last quarter. Also, I managed to miss the Osbourne ad. Ah well. Superbowl-ads.com now.

Coors Light. All about those twins.

Ford Explorer. Annoying mother or mother-in-law.

Smirnoff Ice, Triple Black. Blind date. Brad is a freak, looking for Alex. Man steps in, says he's Alex, Brad leaves. Man drinks with female Alex.

Hotjobs.com musical.

Bud Light. "Look at her mother, it's what she'll look like in 20 years."

Subway and Jared. In-house Subway.

Charlie's Angels 2. Great. New Bosley is black.

Terry Tate, office linebacker, for Reebok.

Bud Light. The 3rd arm.

Sierra Mist. Extreme heat in a Zoo. Two monkeys set up a see-saw type device so one can toss the other over the wall into the Polar bear water. Still sounds like Spade.

Trident squirrel. 4 out of 5 dentists recommend Trident. What about #5? A squirrel bites him and he screams NOOOOOOOOO!!!

Bud Light crab attack. Man uses shell and Bud Light as a line on two women. It works. Man who sees this picks up shell to try it, the crab in the shell attacks him midsentence.

Bad Boys 2 trailer.

Bud Light commercial. Think fresh. Man professes to like both his girl and her roomate. Girl says he should date them both.

New version of VISA check card commercial with the Barber bros.

T3: Rise of the Machines trailer.

Levi's. Buffalo stampede. Buffalo swerve to avoid hitting two idiots in Levi's.

mLife using Gilligan's Island.

Gatorade. Michael Jordan One-on-one with.......himself. the younger, Chicago Bulls self. Young Mike dunks, older Mike shoots, both are good. Then as they rest with Gatorade, North Carolina Mike calls next game.

Bud Light. Guy in clown suit that's upside down, where his head is at the ass. Gets a Bud Light, drinks it though the suit, looks like he's putting a bottle in his butt. Asks for a hot dog. Gets turned down.

VISA check card with that tall NBA Jap. He asks to right a check, the associate points to a sign "Absolutely NO checks" and says "Yo." He replies "Yao" (his name). that goes back and forth 10 times with two associates and a manager, finally he leaves. Then an old guy asks, she points to the sign, says Yo. He's too short, can't see, and replies, "Yo-gi. Yogi." Mr Yogi Berra.

Bud Light. Man with dog wants beer, dog not allowed. Puts dog on his head, looks like a Jamaican.

Daredevil trailer.

Moster.com. Runaway tuck.

MJ Hanes tagless. Jackie Chan trying to scratch the itch a tag makes.

Sierra Mist. Extreme heat, dog opens a hydrant to allow it to blast him and his human with water. "Good dog." Sounds like David Spade is the narrator.

So I figured I'd keep track of the new good commercials I run across tonight.

The first I've seen; FedEx commercial using the idea of Cast Away. Long haired bearded man delivers package to woman. Man has been marooned on island for years, with this package as the only thing to keep him going cause he had to deliver it. "What was in the package?" "Oh, nothing. Just a satallite phone, GPS, fishing pole, and some seeds." Man looks like an idiot.

Hulk trailer. Sweeeeeeeeet. First look at the green CGI man.

Bud Light commercial set at World's Strongest Man competition. Next competition is lifting a steel fridge packed with Bud Light = 1000 pounds. Fan comes in, lifts the fridge, and starts to leave. Midget hits him, grabs the fridge. Almost gone, old man hits him, drags the fridge out.

Dodge truck. Heimlick by using brakes.

Matrix 2&3 trailer. Really sweeeeeeet.

Anger Management trailer.

H&R Block comeercial. Willie Nelson is forced into a shaving lotion commercial cause his accountant screwed up his taxes.

Entertain the Brutes
Super Bowl Edition

Nothing like a Canadian singing the USA song. Dumb.

Today was mostly spent watching Brian install the new dishwasher and faucet. Kept everything nice and calm, just for Laurel.

And the game is on, and I don't care. I just want to see the commercials, so on with the video game system.

Sam emailed me and stated that "... is precisly why I never post anything. I really don't have anything worthwhile to say...".

It seems Sam, my oldest friend, has decided to take my statement in my last post "Sam posted. Sam trying to be smart and well-informed. Bad Sam. .::hisssssssssss::." as a negative comment. He does not seem to understand the concept of lighthearted banter. He posted current event information on a variety of subjects. As an un-informed schmuck, I learned something. Well, except the Mac thing. Macs are to computers as the David Arquette title reign was to WCW.... a really bad idea. But that's one man's opinion.

So, considering no real news ever graces the text of my page here, I decided to joke about his choice of posting, stating he was trying to be smart and well informed and that it was a bad idea, implying that this page was full of people whom are not smart or well-informed, basically running myself down.

The gist of all this? No one else posts. Sam finally posts, I took an opportunity to smack at him a bit, hoping for a rebuttal post from him, so maybe we could banter a bit on this page and allow there to actually be content.

I apologize to Sam since he seemed to take my comments to a depth they were never meant to see. I appreciate his keeping us informed on current events and hope he continues to do so as it would add something different to this blog. I would also hope he would inform us of his own personal developments, like schooling or work, and anything else he wishes to post.

Also I would hope that he wouldn't email me solely to get Laurel's email. Considering the link to frederickscrafts.com has been on my page forever, I would have thought he wouldn't have insulted me by only emailing me just for that. As per, your thrashing with a swizzle stick in front of a nude Don will be next Monday high noon. Be there.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.

Fin.

Entertain the Brutes
Wednesday Afternoon Edition

Let me answer all in another brilliant post by the smartest person I know, me.

Actually I do not currently own Music for Elevators. During periods of excess time I managed to download a few of the tracks. I was most intrigued since Mr. Head seemed to be the type of singer I always used to be. I caught what is known as "the Exposition Song" and shortly thereafter read an interview where he mentions the album. I decided to take a look. Not bad at all.

You are quite welcome, I'm glad I could help. There are other and more interesting ways of creating drop-down menus, and I will be looking a few over this week and working one out this weekend. Like you, I realize that the generalized, run-of-the-mill drop-down isn't the prettiest thing, but it is simple and functional.

The song was there, but I wrote out my link wrong. Bad coder. Bad.

Sam posted. Sam trying to be smart and well-informed. Bad Sam. .::hisssssssssss::.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.

Fin.

Odds and End
Special Edition

So, everything and nothing has happened since my last post here. I'm not entirly sure how that is possible, but some how that is how I feel. Anyway, here are some quick odds and ends for folks to chew on.

Live Journal has an Emacs client!? For those who aren't familiar with Emacs, it's a text editor used mostly by hackers. The "other" editor is vi. Which do I like? I'm not saying. ;-) Anyway, I don't kow that this really effects anyone -- even me -- but it's surprising and the Emacs logo is a Bison-type critter.

The History Channel had a really fantastic piece on Theodor Rosevelt recently and I think President Bush was watching it because I though I just heard on the news that we may go to war with out a UN resolution on Iraq; This makes me very nervous.

There are a dozen PIeces on Roe v. Wade floating around (here is one on CNN.com), most interestingly how Norma McCorvey (Roe) regrets her involvement in the 1973 case.

I think I've just touched on most controversial topics available this hour, so with that, I'm signing off.

Entertain the Brutes
Tuesday Morning Edition

Brianne, you are a poster here, if you recall. You can always post any requests; music, script, whatever, here instead of using up your own space. But as I said, I sent what I thought you needed and explained as best I could. Any questions, you can feel free to post/email/IM.

Ah yeah, and I added a new LJ friend off of a link of yours, and actually got up a bit of conversation early this morning. I figure I'd add Erin to my list of Blog links, even though she's a lowly LiveJournal user. Very nice person.

Hopefully this weekend I will follow in Brianne's attempts to shorten up lists of links by creating a better drop-down menu for the Music area. That way I can also continue to add to the list. I am considering tossing up an Anthony Stewart Head song or two from Music from Elevators just to spice up the batch.

Austin to return for No Way out, I'm sure Smackdown's announcement will be about Rock returning, and the whole 4 Horsemen idea finally coming together, with Trips, Flair, Batista, and Orton teaming to beat down Steiner. I love it. Though the whole "Stacy got hurt with the chair shot" was waaayy too drawn out.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.

Fin.

Entertain the Brutes
Monday Afternoon Edition

David, it's up.

Yesterday morning Laurel broke my light over the snake. Damnit. But she said she buy new one. Damned straight....

And Aldazar and company may be moving server providers this weekend. Yesterdays 5 hour or more downtime was a push over the edge for us. Don't fret, the domains won't change, just where the IP's are located.

And that's it for now. Rumble sounds like it was only so-so.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.

Fin.

Oh I got a new MiscRant here! I know, technically it's a joke. But a joke that sounds like a rant qualifies. Remember, if you have any rants you'ld like posted, send them my way.

Entertain the Brutes
Friday Morning Edition

It's here, it's here. My rant domain is here. All bow to the almighty power of the domain name!

And Sam. Well. Let's just stop there before I say something I regret.

To everybody. Have fun tonight. Update your links, and don't forget to tip your waitress. Brianne needs the money.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.

Fin.

Entertain the Brutes
Thursday Morning Edition

Not too much going on right now. RAW X was a waste of time. Horrible in every way. I hope the Rumble turns out ok, but Steiner vs Triple H......not expecting much out of that match. It's a good idea to look to the Angle vs Benoit match for WWE redemption.

I finally broke myself down and got the Extended Edition Gift Set of LotR FotR. I still haven't actually watched it, but the bookends are out and the discs are away. I also ordered Sports Night from Amazon.com, as I loved that show and am dying to see all the eps.

Westin gets until mid-day Friday before I call them, since as of now I was supposed to be called in for the other part of the initial interview. Since I was told that they had at least 4 other interviews to cover in two days, I'll allow Wednesday and Thursday to be those two days and then I call. At the same time I get a bit to up about these things considering AmeriSuites hired me at my initial interview and had me fill out all that grand paperwork.

It's decided, that if I do get this job or one similar my first purchase will be a Minidisk player and my second will be a new CD burner.

Ah, and with all luck, C&G will finally undergo the change to it's own domain. What with Amanda picking up www.rocksmyworld.org and bringing Nicole along, I decided that if I didn't get one now I'd put it off again for an untold amount of time. The actual domain was still difficult to choose. Besides already being owned, complaintsandgrievances.com is only suitable if I keep that as the name of the blog. Though I don't forsee any reason to change it, I also don't want to feel locked. On top of that I wanted something to portray the idea that online journal or no, the domain would still be of use to me, in the case that I decide to give up the whole blog thing. So, it has been decided the kmisranting.com will become the place of business for my journal and all my other rantings from now on. I'm not sure exactly when the move will occur, but I will not just evaporate rantposts.html. I will either keep the template up with no posts other than one stating I moved with the link, or I will have an auto-redirect with a text link.

What do I mean by other rants? Have you ever been to the root of this .html? The ~ranting area? I have a page set up with drop-down lists of different rants I have written on various subjects. Movies, games, and other misc items. I do wish to begin putting more up there, and would even gosofar as to accept reader submissions and have them up as well.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.
Fin.

Entertain the Brutes
Tuesday Afternoon Edition

Yes folks, I have now allowed myself back into the rat race of life called job hunting. I faxed in two resume's to a Sheraton in Parsippany (Front Desk) and a Westin in Morristown (Night Audit). Sheraton called, but only to ask me to re-fax my resume, but around 1 yesterday, Westin called and set me up with an interview for 10:30 a.m. today. I shit, showered, and deodarized and ran off to this meeting, taking the trip in 30 minutes and getting there 10 min early. Filled out a little application and had a chat with the Auditors boss, Dawn. Very nice and well-to-do meeting, ending with the idea that I would unfortunately have to come back for part 2 of the interview with a personnel rep, who I was supposed to meet first but got stuck in a exec meeting.

So far it looks quite nice. The building and atmosphere is ten times better than that of AmeriSuites, and the pay is $2 more an hour, which would put me at $12.36 an hour, plus there are two Night Auditors working every night.

So, I hope and I pray.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.
Fin.

Entertain the Brutes
Monday Afternoon Edition

Yeah. The Jets blew it, big time. The worst playing I've seen from them in weeks, and of course against Oakland, who has now put them out of the Playoffs two years in a row. Hopefully they will have a better all around year in 03 and seed higher.

But, you lose one thing and gain another. After the Jets bounced out, I found out that Knight Rider, one of if not my favorite 80's tv show is coming back to Sci-Fi weeknights at 5 p.m., starting tonight, right from the beginning of the series. Sweeeet. I need to go buy some tapes.

And I applied for two jobs, both hotels, over fax at 1 a.m. A Westin in Morristwon and a Sheraton in Parsippany. Sheraton called me today to ask me to refax my resume as they couldn't read it too well. A decent showing, as they could have just ignored it altogether.

And it seems Binya is back for her site, g&t, so I am off now. :-( Boo-hoo.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.

Fin.

Just 5 words.
Oh no! They suck again!

Entertain the Brutes
Friday Afternoon Edition

So I went in for my canal to be rooted. Let me start off by stating this was the worst experiance I have had to endure in a long time and reaffirms my belief that doctors suck ass and just want your money.

The office I goi to has a slogan, right on their business card. "We cater to cowards." Perfect for me. I can't stand dentists. Now my first cleaning was fine. The female that worked me over was very nice and supportive and embodied the slogan, thank god. But here we are, both last week and especially this week, dealing with this root problem. I got some guy who deems himself the tooth god and to important to be trifeling withthe likes of me. Why do I say this? Let me tell you....

He got pissed at me.

Every time whatever he was doing hit a nerve and caused me pain, instead of wondering why, or if the novacaine need to be stronger, or if something else was wrong, he swore me off and copped an attitude. I started out this visit ok. I was nervous, a bit naseous, but ok. He hit me up with the first shot, let me numb, then began. He started by shoving a big piece of metal that had a balloon attached to it onto my tooth. Then he attached a bigger piece of metal and streched out the balloon. Now that firs tmetal piece is anchored into your gums. Ouch, but dealable. Then he begins to drill to get out the crap he packed into the hole in the tooth last time. Bamn, he hits a nerve. "Ow", I mumble. "You feel that?", he asks. "You fucking think?", I think to myself. So he forces me to feel more pain so he can finish clearing it out and he shoves a needle straight into that nerve. More pain, which subsides a bit. So he checks it with the iron hook. "Ow, ooooowwwww, OOOOOOWWWWWW!!!" "That hurts? Christ." More needle. More hook. "Ow." "Let's let him sit a few minutes and let it numb out a bit." What? Couldn't think of that before? Now after he walks away, cursing me out under his breath (he thought) some of the novacaine which spurted out the needle is in my mouth and dropping to the back of my throat. Now any medication which was made for injection is obviously not supposed to be injested, and tastes nasty. So I begin to gag. I sit up, allowing the crap to begin to leak out, but I can't spit due to all this metal holding my mouth open. I gag more, feeling a need to puke. He comes back in, gets more pissed, and yanksthe metal out, causing more pain. But I can spit now and I rinse. "This isn't happening. Let's re-pack the tooth and reschedule." Shit, you dumbass. What makes you think I will be able to handle this shit again? You couldn't stop the pain this time around, and I didn't know what to expect so I could keep a bit calm. So he shoves shit up my tooth, causing me even more pain, which is currently a dull throb. I mentioned the idea of it being easier to just pull the damned thing (especially since I keep hearing I may need to get it pulled anyway) and he actually got attitude again!

I was better off before I ever went to this asshole. I was in less pain, and I wan't pissed off. Now as is I am scheduled to go back for a second shot next Friday. I will be calling during the week and demanding a different dentist, since this guy was a prick. As is, I haven't decided if I will at least attempt the root canal again or just get it extracted. I don't think the canal is worth it, considering they couldn't numb me and they put two shots right into the nerve.

Fin.

I HAVE A WORKING PC AGAIN WOOHOO!!!!! Sorry had to get that out of my system.

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Thursday Afternoon Edition

And here we are. 21.5 hours from Root Canal. Which so far everyone has told me is a waste and I will need to get the damn thing pulled at some point anyway. I can't freaking win. But I go and toss away my money and pray for as little pain as possible since I will be too busy with the discomfort of having tools shoved up my jaw. Hopefully they get the novacaine right this time........

Anyone watch WWE wrestling? Man I hate the current RAW main event players. The Nose Triple H against Freakzilla-who-can't-wrestle-cause-his-body-is-too-big-for-him Scott Steiner. Steiner just walked into this program, which thus far has seen no physical contact between the two (other than the arm wrestling) and for good reason. Scotty can't wrestle. At all. He gets winded too fast and sucks besides. Meanwhile RVD, Kane, Booker T, HBK, Jericho, and Batista are sitting with their thumbs up their asses because Trips is bangin the bosses daughter.

Go Jets.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.

Fin.

Entertain the Brutes
Wednesday Evening Edition

For Amanda; paste this code -
<meta http-equiv="Page-Enter" content="blendtrans(duration=2.0)">
- after the <html> tag and before the <head> tag. Change the duration amount as wanted. Of interest is I got that code off of James Marsters (Spike, BtVS) official site.

Rooting for the Jets going into this weekends second round playoff against the Black Hole and the Raiders. After last years whooping in the first round Gang Green has gotta be looking for some payback. And considering the caliber or ass-smackings the Jets have been handing out the last few weeks, I don't see any reason why there shouldn't be a Super Bowl run.

Sunday Afternoon Edition
J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS

Oh yeah. Motherfreakin Jets go to the second round after whooping on Indianapolis. I tell ya, this year playoffs looks like the rise of the underdogs so far. Jets over the Colts, Falcons over the Packers, and so far Cleveland over Pittsburgh. Even more so, yesterday's games were both blowouts, as the Jets shutout the Colts 41 - 0 and Falcons took out the Packers 27 - 7. Looks like the Packers lost all hope during last weeks loss to NY.

I'm just bored out of my freakin skull.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.

Fin.

Editors Note: Seems that the underdogs that are the Browns feel short in the last minute of play allowing a final Steelers touchdown and failing to bring the ball back up the field quick enough to at least tie the game with a field goal. The Steelers pulled it out 36 - 33.
Editors Note 2: And the Giants blow a hell of a lead to allow the 49'ers the 2nd best comeback victory in NFL history. Hahaha.

Friday Afternoon 2nd Edition

I got back from the dentist. It's official. I suck. Big hairy donkey balls......

I need a root canal. No filling, no pulling, but lots of drilling. Fucknuts. Big money out the window. Thank god I get another check next week. So far it's scheduled 1 week from today, next Friday, 1 pm.

Oh. And it took 3 shots of novacaine to make me completely numb.

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Friday Afternoon 1st Edition

What if you do? No one would care. I don't like you. They don't like you. The little bird don't like you.

Go away.

Time to go to teeth doctor. Yay.

What if I terminated my existence? Would anyone truly care?

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Thursday Evening Edition

Teeth hurt cause Keith is dumberer. I went to the dentist today, as planned, only to be hit with "Your appointment is for tomorrow." What? Bullshit. It was for today. "No, it's tomorrow. We have no one scheduled for today and our dentists are sitting around inhaling the gas, so go away." Goddamnit.

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Thursday Morning Edition

David, I uploaded Youth of the Nation. It's in the Music Station.

The day of reckoning is upon me. Today I must brave the greatest test of strength, testicular fortitude, and endurance the likes of which I haven't seen in a year.
The dentist.
Today I go get this crappy tooth dealt with.
A drill-and-fill or a pull? What will become of my tooth? Only time will tell.
2:00 p.m. Just under a mere 11 hours. I hate the thought.

I feel sorry for David now. Found out New Years got all fucky (yes, I said fucky) because he had to work. He went in 8 a.m. Tuesday morning and left 1-something p.m. Wednesday afternoon. Craptastic, huh?

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.

Fin.

Happy New Year Everyone!

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New Years Edition

And it has begun. Here we are in 2003. Another year come and gone and it seems like no time at all. I can still remember a year ago being stuck at work making sure the drunk and high kids didn't piss off the regular guests.

This year was even worse, in most ways. Though working wasn't the way I really wanted to spend the New Year, it beat sitting at home on my ass watching Transformers up until Carson in pj's announced it was midnight. Of course, watching Ozzy and Sharon redo their marriage vows was interesting. Also Foo Fighters and Jack Black covered ACDC's Back in Black to start out the New Year. Then I had to suffer through Avril Lavigne attempt to sing while her band attempted to play.

Laurel went out. Looked good. Too bad for me. David stated he and I may hang tonight, and thanks a lot for calling me and letting me know one way or the other. I got to sit around for hours hoping he would call and say my night wouldn't be filled with ripping out my fingernails. That's what happens when you have one friend, no girlfriend, and don't drink, I guess.

Well, the new template is up. Let me know what you think.

I wanna give a shout out........to all my freaks out there. Big Poppa Plump........is your hook-up. Holla.......if ya hear me.

Fin.