You can't bring me down

Ya know a while back me and cherry made piece. I enjoy taking to the girl we always have a fun conversation. I thought the days of the blog war was over. someone has come out of the shadows , it seems someone who is reading this here Blog has a lot to say, but they do not have the balls to put an name it what they have to say. They just go on and make cute lil' anonymous statements about me. That I am too old for some people Here are the facts kids. I'm 33 Not that old in the scheme of things. They have called me fat boy, well as for being fat, ya know maybe a few month ago and certainly a few years ago Calling me fat would be a true statement, But I am currently in the best shape of my life. I'm rockin a size 34 pants, something I have not been able to do since, oh, high school. I am running with the help of Coach Sweetpea, I'm doing push-up and sit-up and since I started I have gotten a lot better with that. So sure I still have a gut and I'm not going to start hanging out with out my t-shirt on but those days are fast approaching. Ya see what I'm saying is that after a long time I think I am starting to get my shit together. I am on a fuckin' upswing people and I think I have a hater in my midst. So whom ever you are no, you can not bring me down. I have seem the bottom of the fuckin barrel I wrote my god damn name on it so while I'm swimming up, you are just sinking lower. Do yourself a favor use all that energy you are using to post little comments here and either make your life a little better or go fuck yourself with something hard and sand-paper-y.

I am not the Law yet but...

So some of you may not know but I am taking the L.E.E. on may 31st. Hey Rs3 what is the L.E.E.? well it's the Law Enforcement Examination, yeah that's right I am thinking of becoming an Officer of the Law. Here in the City that I love, It's a great career, 20 years of service then you get a good pension, insurance for myself and my family if I ever have one. But before I count my chickens, I have to A) pass the Test, and then if I do that and get the call I have to B) make it in the academy. To do that I have to be able to do at least35 sit ups and 26 push-ups in a minute, not to mention be able to run a 18 minute mile and a half. My ass is not ready for that I figure I have 6 months to get my ass in shape.
So I enlisted Sweetpea to be my coach. She is the one to motivate me to get out and run. she has already scolded me for not having running shoes already. I guess my first day of physical fitness started on Saturday.
She called me and told me to meet her at LampPost for a drink and that's when I asked her to be my coach. She said she would. So we left the Post, went down to her house so she could take a shower and what not the plan was to hit liberty state park to fly a kite (and no, I do not have herpes, you don't have to have herpes to fly a kite, but according to the commercials for Valtrax, I think it helps.) So we walked from her place to the Park she was armed with her skateboard and I was armed with a Kite. she was doing a little bit of skating and I ran along side her to keep up. then we walked some more...at some point we got to the area in the park where they have the workout stations, so she said well might as well start to work out now, so we did the park work out. It was fun sit ups I did them, push ups I did them, and I was feeling proud of myself. we walk a little more then flew our kite and headed home. when I finally got back to my place I was fuckin sore. I took a really hot shower and the said fuck it ran a bath and relaxed in my jacuzzi tub (oh yeah that's right we have one here at the 3-2-8) I ten went to Lucky's to grab some food and some drinks, meet up with Ed, Zack, The Reverend Dan and Cindy. after a few drinks I went out to a party near the heights with LuLu, we had a really good time she got drunk and we headed home...the rest is sleep. so yeah I guess this starts my new regimen of work out. I sit and write this while waiting for coach Sweetpea to call me so we can go for a run...whoo hoo. well that's it for now don't forget to keep your toaster out of the bathroom.

Lets finish this weekned BS up already.

when I last left you, I had staggered home and hung out with grace. she was a little too drunk to go home so she stayed over. woke up and I had some shit to do I was all psyched for Saturday night cause Brooks asked me to D.J. the LampPost that night, now my original plan was to hook up with a bunch of people and do a sort of JC bar crawl. I ditched that idea to D.J., drink for free and get payed to play music which I love to do it was a can't loose situation. I was also looking forward to getting a park Tavern Burger with Reever from Pop's, Reever is a beautiful 6' girl who sometimes hangs at pops. Nice Irish girl, red hair (aww yea) but she has a sparkling personality. We were to goto the Park Tavern cause she never had a PT burger (and if you have not yet had one I suggest you do at the earliest convience) so I sat around the house for a while, then Justin AKA new roommate was gonna stop over with a check to hold the apartment. he came over around 3:30 with his Girlfriend who is a lovely girl. she liked the apartment so it looks like this is gonna work out. I started to get ready for my Burger meeting when Reever text's me she is running late, she got pulled over doing 90 MPH on rt 440...silly fast driving girl. we meet up and it was a wonderful time at PT burger was great as per usual we get back to the DT/JC and she takes her leave. I have to get my shit ready to head over to LampPost but I stop into pops to meet up with Seany, an O. we have a few bud but zero hour was descending on me.
Get to LampPost when I realize that the CD mixer was not to be found...FUCK.
That means I have to run i tunes, and windows media. But what really upset me was I wanted to play c.d.'s a try out to see if I can play audio from YouTube also. so from my trusty lap to I managed to do all 4 things, and it was a great time. I was also excited to see Mandy and Mundo how cam all the way from Bloomfield to celebrate my B-day with me. Cindy and the good Reverend Dan came thru, Ron and brooks held the fort down, but it was a light night due to 58 was having the Amsterdance. ahh well Sweet pea and her friends stopped by as well as Mander, LuLu, and one of their compartiots. I can't for get about J-pac and his roommate who can bang his head with the best of them. All in all it was a great night. after it was all said and done Ron, Brooks and I stopped by the Amster-party (like an after party) at Emily Faiths house. At this point I was way too fucked up to continue to drink and Timmah said something about McDonald's...So I listened to the Fat lil Kid that still lives in my head and I went. we had to make a pit stop at Lena's (Beautiful bartender at Lucky 7's) place cause someone lost a phone or something like that I was pretty drunk at this point. I get home with my McDonald's sit in my room eat and pass out.
Sunday was pretty boring did my wash, was supposed to go out to see baby mama with LuLu but LuLu Being LuLu she flaked ehh whatever I sat up till 5am watching hell boy and the making of hellboy DVD and that is as the kids say is that. all in all a pretty rad birthday celebration and I would like to thank all the people who got me drinks, hung out and where general well wishers. and with that I leave you with this please always remember to put the cap back on the toothpaste.

Unexpected parties, Truthers, and way too much booze.

alright I have heard you, I know I was being a lazy fuck, but I had some hardcore Bloggers-Block. I guess the emotion that I spilled out in the past kinda drained me a bit. Hey I'm only human, and I got bit by the party animal. I have been having a blast this past week I guess I should start it all going back to this past Saturday. Last Saturday I was supposed to hang out with a former work friend in the DT/JC. I recently found out that she has ties to Jersey, basically she has a few friends here in town that I also know. The plan was gonna be we all meet up and have a crazy night. The plan fell through, ehh it happens. My pal Max calls me (one of the shared friends) and invited me to come and hang out at the Lamp Post. Some band was goning to play so the plan was to hit the L.P. watch the band and see where the night takes us. I get there order a beer and Max turns and says I really do not want to be here again, another night, at the Lamp Post. O.K. whats the plan? He was invited to a going away party at some girls house, so we decide to cut out of the bar and head over to this party.
We get there and the only person I know is Max. Oh well, lots of hot girls not bad. As the night progressed the people that where at the party, started to leave. The Apartment is huge by the way so when people leave it shows. So as the unknown people start to leave all the Jersey City usual start popping in. The they started to make calls. By 3:30am the party was dominated by the J.C. local party people. At some point Miss Emily Faith thinks it's time to move the party to her house, so, we do. 3:45 in the morning a group of intoxicated young people are walking up Newark Ave. we looked like some sort of wolf pack. (a wolf pack is a roving group of young tuffs that mug people, be we did not have violence in our eyes just drunkenness.)
We get to Emily's house and it was really nice, a bit more intimate. Good people having a good time. I was talking to my pal Doug, who informed me that I'm "a decent guy" always nice that people think your a nice guy and not some asshole date rapist or Common duche bag.
around 6 A.M. I stumble home. I get in the house, and knew I had to drop a Deuce. Sit on the bowl. Pass out. I finally finished my business and had the where with all to go to bed. I did not want the roommate to walk in me doing my drunk imitations of Elvis' last moment.
Sunday I spent sleeping, then going to my Parents house I promised my Mom I would go see "21" with her at the movies. The movie was ehhh.
I was looking forward to Tuesday night. I planned on starting my work shift early so I could end early, and make my way to Hoboken. I hung out with Sweet Pea a bit while I did the bar hop bit, left her off at Lucky 7's and was really excited to almost be done, all I knew was this was gonna be a fun time. Ryborg and Ro-beast are in a great Band Called http://www.plowingmudforever.com/ ,They Share a practice space with Billy Alphas band http://www.wjandthesweetsacrifice.com/. the Plan for last night was P.M.F. practices, finish up then Billy and I descend on the space and party like rock stars sans the hot chicks. Billy called it a "truthers" how true a "rock star" are you can you Drink, Smoke, and still play awesome improvisational music. I was going for the ride what the hell. I play excellent Cow bell but I don't think this music was gonna need cow bell. After they played a few songs They look at me and was like...well aren't you gonna sing? I have not sang with heart in a long while Rock band and drunken bar sing-a-longs do not count. So not only did I sing, my ass off, I wrote or rather Improvised all the lyrics to the fuckin' awesome music Borg, Beast and Alpha wrote. all on the spot. they gave me the name of the tune or I would come up with it on my own and we riffed. It's like blogging, but with a great beat. Last night we wrote "hobgoblin" "twentyfivecentfriend" "slice of life" and "bus stop" well bus stop never really got off the ground. we slept at the space (oh BTW the space is haunted...no Bullshit.) woke up at 9am Ro-beast drove us all home and that was it. slept for a bit, went to the office, went to the lamp post to entertain Sweet Pea and now I sit here reflecting on these past few day thinking ahhh good times. Oh yeah and I got drunk, a lot. almost every night. Like I said I got bit by the party animal, and that is why I have not been blogging. Well that's it for now, but don't forget if you have a grease fire use backing soda, and not water.

a hot dog

Really, who throws a hot dog? That's a sin in my book.
Sweet Pea thanks for the bulletin, I will sleep so much better tonight.

Last Day of the Month, My lost weekend.

(The giant rib)

Lets start this off with fuck me. Yeah I had quite the weekend, holy crap. Friday i get paid and looking at it and realizing i had to pay rent this week I realized, I'm broke. What the Fuck. So I figure I'll work, So that's what I do. I meet up with Omar, Mikey and Elise over at Lucky 7's had a drink and then I walked on my way leaving Mikey and Omar with Elise. As the night progressed I ran into my friends and neighbors. Workin on a Friday ain't all that bad, Granted it still stinks that you can not really do what ever you want but such is life. after the night went on I ended up hanging with RyBorg and his new "lady Friend" we went to his place but I was kinda tired and a bit drunk.
Saturday was Laundry day over at the rents house. R & M went to AC so it was gonna be a nice peaceful day with no distractions. Then I found My newest obsessions...People I talk about http://www.hulu.com/ WOW it's filled with T.V.'s shows and Movies. I watched 6 episodes of "The Tick" and not the Cartoon the short lived and brilliant live action version. After I came down from my T.V. High I had to pick up Courtney cause it was soon time for Rollie's Surprise Birthday! Ahhh good times we all loaded into Skinners Loft, the look on Rollie's face was priceless. After some drinks and food we walked up to Pop's to continue the festivities. All was good till "panda Vest" showed up. From what I gather "Panda Vest" is the brother to one of the guys who has stake in Pop Merrigans. The only thing is he is 20 and does not have a bar card so Ryborg got a bit more then pissed. Ryborg is very protective of pop's I guess we all are. So Panda vest and his boys take it outside and Ryan is yelling on the phone about how this kid could get the place in a lot of trouble. It's very tense so I walk into the bar and grab a few of the Super Regulars and we go out to get Ryborgs back if any "shit" would go down. It seems cooler heads have prevailed things broke up and it was the go home time.
Sunday and I have one hell of a hangover from the frivolity of the night before. Sweet pea is texting me. Something about Lamp Post and her working. Ehh I ain't got nothing better to do. And honestly a day at the bar with a Hot chick is not the worst day. Go over there she asks if I want a bloody Mary. NO, Not for me but I do come up with a good hang over cure and rapid accelerator to drunkenness. A Bloody RS3. You take a pint of PBR, add a shot of whiskey, and some Tabasco, and you have a Bloody RS3. Drank a few of those looked at some Tattoo mags, ate a delicious Samwich and decided it was time for a tattoo. Walk over to the Jersey City Tattoo Co. and Jessy and Billy was working but really just watching Deuce Bigelo: European Gigolo. I went and got us a tall boy we drank, and laughed and then I went home. Then I get a text from Cherry Coke. You See we have been having a Blog war and it was getting ugly. We Talked it was good. we made a truce and then I was ready to hang out with LuLu and watch dinner for five. I was all about it. LuLu being LuLu Flaked. Now what?
Oh I know I'll go to the Lamp Post for some more beer (I need this like a hole in my liver. But that's what I do. Brooks id pouring Drinks, Chuck was Manning the 1's and 2's and I sat there with Di working on her Stand-up Routine. it was getting late and we all had the hunger. Di and I went to the chicken spot for a bucklet of chicken and a rib.
Yes a Bucklet surprise to anyone but the good folks at the Chicken spot...not the greatest spellers (like I can talk) Brooks brought up the Rib is huge so we had to see if for our selves.
Good People this fuckin' Rib was huge. I said to Di, "I can use this as a weapon. we went back to the bar ate out Bucklet O' Chicken and it was then closing time. Sweet Pea and her pal Freddy showed up looking for an after party. Me I was going home. and that's what I did. Went home and slept.
Today I worked a bit, tonight I'll work. and that's it for me, Do not forget to Dispose of all needle properly.
BTW the Rib Pic will soon follow good readers.

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.

Sleep is for the dead.

Holy fuck, what the hell have I been up to? lets see well start with Saturday. After I posted a message on myspace to see what kind of Non-alcholic fun was out there I realized, there is none. That sucks. I called Miss Amanda (aka Amanda 1) and she was going into the city, MMmm it was different, and it's been a while since I had a good time in the city. So I put on my boots took out a nice shirt and we headed in. We met up with Razz's friends at the White Horse Tavern, it was ehhh. It was after my second $5. bud when J-Pac walked it telling tales of a bar around the Block called the Tree house tavern, and they had PBR for a mare $3. you know that's what I'm talking about. we get there and it looked like my kinda joint. people playing Wii, Good music emanating from the juke box, nice bartenders, Christ I got a bay back...in the City. Good times, at some point in the night, I hit the elusive Super beast point.
For those of you who are not in the know, I have a few Phases of drunkenness. there is buzzed, fun RS3, Drunk, singing, dancing, hop on the bar RS3, Bitter angry Rs3 and Superbeast. Super beast is when no matter what sort of booze I throw down my gullet it really does not hit me. So we get back to JC around 4-4:30am but I'm still ready to hit this town. The whole night I have been in contact with Ryborg and Sweet pea, so I found out from Sweet pea that there was an after hours, over at Chucks. (you know Chuck co-owner of jersey city Tattoo Co. www.myspace.com/jerseycitytattooco ) So I head over there with J-pac who is a little worst for wear. I get to the joint and it looks like everyone is still going strong, it was a nice crowd. The Pac and I stayed till I made him call a cab I chilled for a bit longer then headed home around 5:30-6 in the morning. Mind you, this is Easter Sunday. Bad Boy.
wake up Sunday head to my cousins place eat like a king, go Home and chill, all night just relax.
then came Monday! Monday I have off cause they are in the middle of switching our companies, anyway not work. Sweet pea texts me too early, had it been anyone else I would have punched them in their text finger, But she so Damn cute I let it go. she asked if I was up to anything and well I was not, So we met up she had to run an errand so I gave her a lift, we then got back to the DT/JC and she was like lets Visit Dancin T. get some "butter" and make some cookies from scratch. The girl can whip up a batch of cookies kids, she is good. Granted I helped. yea I help with the baking I'm secure in my manhood to bake. after that we walked back from her place she had to work I had to hit the rents. Hung out with Court, then hit the Lamppost, had some beers, walked sweet pea home hung out watching Bad t.v. and then I walked home, around 4:30. So the plan for tonight is to stay slightly sober, and get home at a decent hour. That's the Plan. we shall see how well it works out. well that's it kids and don't forget to make sure you found all the Easter eggs you hid or else come a hot July Day. NO GOOD.

and the beat goes on...

So last night I D.jed again over at lamp post and I must say, I was a bit disappointed in myself. But I guess I was not all to blame, here is what happened. I was originally supposed to D.J. on the 19th of march, but Miss Vicky and Miss Tarese could not pull the shift they where supposed to so they asked if I would switch dates with them. Now had it been say a guy I would have said tough titty for you kid, but since they are very lovely ladies I said sure, no problem.
So I promote like a son ova bitch, Text's, myspace bulletins, even put the word out in my myspace name kid...all out and shit.
So I get there for 9:30 say Hi to Steff, and get ready. One small problem, the D.J. equipment was not all there. sure the speakers, the Mixing board but not the d.j mixed, channel thingy (haha and they let me d.j.) So now I have no way to play my c.d.'s, and I only have the songs that are on my computer to work with. Granted it's great shit but a lot of the same bands. Not enough variety, and like they say it's the spice of life. so I pull through with the help of Dancing Tony, Ryborg, even Rachel helped me cause I had to install I-tunes so I could have to sets of songs to mix from. I never used i-tunes till last night..sooo, she had to help me out.
Well when it was all said and done I had a decent crowed but not like the first time there. granted Steff had a good time but that's cause she is awesome and SweetPea was looking fine and feeling fine too (we shared a "brownie") but I was a bit down, ehhh it happens. Next time I will hit it out of the park. I swear. afterwards Cindy, Grace and Big Dave came by the place we smoked, laughed a lot, watched shit on you tube. a great end to a blah night. so that was that. well let me go. time to shower. be good and remember to always bring a towel.