Showing posts with label Mike. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mike. Show all posts
Friday, June 20, 2008
got the time.
yeah I got the time to write blogs, but we still don't have the interwebs over at the 3 2 8, which sucks giant balls. Lets see what have I been up to lately. I got a new Tattoo again from Chuck over at the Jersey City Tattoo co., like a bunch of other people I got the 13 on the 13 for 13. I got a 13 in the godfather style font on my right upper chest between my collarbone and shoulder. I have been kinda slackin on my running but it's been fuckin hot out, I need to get a jump rope this week. I also went to Great adventure with Mikey, Ali, Ryborg and lady friend, it was a fuckin blast. What a great day to hit 6 flags we went on Tuesday it was warm not hot, sunny but with some clouds, and there was not a lot of people at the park. Granted the majority of people who where there, man it was Ugly day. we Hit up Nitro (awesome) Batman (always a favorite) the dark knight (not Worth the wait) El toro (holy shit awesome!!!) and Mike and I hit Kin-da ka (that shit is so fast you don't have time to realize whats goin on!) it was a great day and with awesome friends. Aside from that I have been really enjoying myself so far this summer. I promise to be back to working capacity with a new modem soon. laters.
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Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Life, Death, Beer and Cigarettes


So last night was another night off. So what did I do? well I went to the bar of course. Mikey call me and was over at Lamppost which worked out fine cause, well that is where I was gonna go. Sweet pea was bartending, and I texted people all about it so I kinda had to be there, right. So I walk over and take my seat next to Mikey order a beer and settle in for a night. At the early part of the night it was kinda slow, but it picked up.Cindy stopped in, Sarah, and the usual group of guys you will find at the Lamp Post. So after a much needed smoke break we walk back into the bar when Mikey asks Sweet pea, on a Scale of 1 to 10 how would she rate life as a whole. She responded well since life is a gift it's a 10 cause she is still alive. A good question. Mike asks me and I say 9.5 cause sometime life just stinks.
That is where it hit me The Best thing that can ever happen to you being born has already happened, and the worst thing that can happen is to die. Everything else is just filler. Kind of a fucked up thought that "this" is filler. I am glad to say that my filler is not all that bad, it's filled with good friends, good food, beer. yeah fill is good. Well that's it for today don't forget there is no reason to cry over spilled milk.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
I do not like this dream.
Easter Sunday Night, I stayed in. watched transformers: the Movie (the animated movie) then played some wacky fucked up game online it was crazy...and then I went to bed. I had the most fucked up dream I have had in a long time. here is how I remember it.
I in some sort of school or complex and there is a killer loose and I think I was trying to stop him. As I walk from room to room it is just dead people all over the place. some with no skin. just bad. I walk into one room and there is a girl that kinda looks like Cindy's friend Grace, but she is kinda crawling she has stump arms and Legs. The I walk into a large Gym type of place and there is Pat, Tom, Mike and Sean all tied up, and on the stage is the band Anthrax positioned like the last supper...all dead with no skin.
at this point I wake up and was like Holy shit I don't want to back to that dream.
as soon as I fall asleep I'm in a closet with a lunchbox, I open the door and there is members of Kiss with half their faces ripped off and the try to vomit some yellow goo on me, and I wake up again. Finally I roll Over open a porn page, watch a dirty girl do good things. I figured this is a good way to force out bad dreams. Funny thing is it did. Porn is our friend. well that's it for that.
don't forget, to look both ways when you cross the street.
I in some sort of school or complex and there is a killer loose and I think I was trying to stop him. As I walk from room to room it is just dead people all over the place. some with no skin. just bad. I walk into one room and there is a girl that kinda looks like Cindy's friend Grace, but she is kinda crawling she has stump arms and Legs. The I walk into a large Gym type of place and there is Pat, Tom, Mike and Sean all tied up, and on the stage is the band Anthrax positioned like the last supper...all dead with no skin.
at this point I wake up and was like Holy shit I don't want to back to that dream.
as soon as I fall asleep I'm in a closet with a lunchbox, I open the door and there is members of Kiss with half their faces ripped off and the try to vomit some yellow goo on me, and I wake up again. Finally I roll Over open a porn page, watch a dirty girl do good things. I figured this is a good way to force out bad dreams. Funny thing is it did. Porn is our friend. well that's it for that.
don't forget, to look both ways when you cross the street.
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