No time for love Dr. Jones

So Halloween has come and gone and I would have to say this was a banner season for yours truly. I went pumpkin picking, and with the girls help made a delightfully geeky pumpkin. (sadly he never saw a candle this year well get on that for next.) I also went to Great Adventure for fright fest with "O" and "sin-d" we had a great time rode some amazing coasters..have to say fuckin El Toro rules...so fast, so high, so scary. We also wen5t on the parachute ride, I remember going on that when i was but a small boy, with my Uncle Tony (R.I.P) and after we got off that he vowed to never go on another ride that day. After years of poo-pooing it we went on it cause Sin-d was like "fuck you all I went on your crazy rides we are doing this for me." so we went on it. For those who don't know what the Parachute ride is it pretty simple, a wicker basket like thing, that you sit on. They then lock you in with a simple seat belt then a flimsy aluminum cage. At this time the cable brings you up pretty high, (higher than the scream machines second high hill) it's at this point when anyone can UN lock the seat belt slide under and jump to their doom. When the Girl and I got to the top I was fuckin' scared like I may have some pee leak out from fear. then you kinda slowly drift down. FUCK THAT RIDE!

This year for Halloween I was faced with the question what do I dress as, I have a bald head, so sure I can go as Frankenstein's monster, or something like that...nope I had a thought while driving to my place on night..fuck it "m gonna dress as Mola Ram from 'Indiana Jones and the temple of doom and that's what I did. I went out bought a simple executioner robe, cut it so that i have only my right arm covered. I did cut too low but I would have to fix that I would need some dark red material which I was gonna buy but Being low on funds I looked into the old clothes closet at the rents place found an old maroon dress shirt, and hey I saw a great pair of pants my mom had so I took those too.

I cut the shirt sewed part to the pants then cut some other material and with the girls help fixed the low cut. Other wise my moob would hang out and no one wants that. so with the extra cloth it stated to look like a real ceremonial sari.

First things first I need make up and we know who to go for that. Brought the make up to Courts place, she did an amazing job on my head and making my eyes seem dark and evil. went to the girls she sewed the extra cloth to me and just as fast as you can say Kili Ma will rule the world I was Mola Ram. the wrist cuffs where electrical tape taped over one another the "teeth" where those "cavemen" necklace things, the other necklaces was from when I went to mardi gras and the heart is from some homeless man near my house.

so that's it instant Villain. I came in second at the Lucky 7s costume contest after Ro-beast, who took the first prize second year in a row. (brilliant Crown friend chicken Box...go look at his blog beauty and the ro-beast[Link in my "what I'm reading area] he may have posted a pic.) so yea a bottle of champagne that someone stole at the other party i went to. But all in all a great Halloween season. well see you soon but don't forget to VOTE tomorrow I don't care who you vote for just VOTE!

BTW: I still name every blog entry with a song title and did so for this blog there is a song called "no time for love Dr. Jones" by Joey Kingpin. So I still fallow my rules.

One Eye Dollar

Hello Children...I'm back, for now or till whom ever I am stealing wi-fi from smartens up and put the ol' security block thing on. That's right here I sit in my slightly warm kitchen typing another fun filled Blog. So today I started my new job. I am back in the world of full time employment whoo hoo...good bye night life, at least till my body gets used to the change, and I get a handle on what I have to do at work. It's a bit sad my nights of looking for an after party on a Wednesday are done. I work for a Trucking outfit, and let me tell you that's some crazy busy shit, man. Given that today was my first day it was a real trial by fire. It was oh hi new guy here do this, get this done, make these calls, answer this question and file this report. But I liked it alot to be the day fuckin flew.
Aside from that, I had a most excellent weekend! Went to Atlantic city, to see Fuckin' Clutch with like all my Favorite people. The adventure started Saturday afternoon, i was already excited cause I was going on a road trip with the Rev. Dan...and I was not gonna have to drive! The good reverend now has his drivers licence! We headed down, and got there before the rest of the posse. That's right when we travel we travel with heads. In the other car was The Robeast, his fair lady miss Maulrat, Ryborg, and the incomparable lady friend (code names are fun.). we met up at the Hotel 3 miles from the boardwalk checked in and started the party, 2 cases of Yuengling, and a bottle of Jim Beam...Fuck it was a celebration. after some pre-party action we headed to the showboat for the show and we still had more people to meet. Waiting for us at the bar was Billy Alpha and his Woman Meghan, this was gonna be a great night, and we still had more people to run into...that's right it's not Atlantic city if my parents are not playing the tables. I said hello to my parents and RS2 decided to come share a drink and meet my friends it also gave him time away from the gambling machine that I call my mother. after some booze at the bar and after sayin later to my folks we hit the House of blues for some righteous Rock and roll from the Mighty Fuckin Clutch! Once we got into the venue we ran into Matt O who some call clutch due to the fact that he has see clutch from what I hear about 150 times, of course the band fucking blew the roof off the place and did some other cliche rock journalist bullshit. If you have never seen Clutch, I can not stress to you go see them an amazing band to see live. After the show I decided it would be a good idea to play roulette, with money that I really did not have. I was up, then I made the mistake to hey why not let it ride. lets say after that I was a bit cranky. We hopped a cab back to the motel and let the good times roll some more. next morning we got ready to leave (after my panic attack because I could not find my glasses) we headed home but first things first we hit Waretown, to go to Sonic. The food was ehh,the girls on roller skates where young and the drinks refreshing. Once we where fat in the belly with fast food we hit the road back home. It was cool to have a mini vacation that was so much fun with so many good people. So there you have it. new job, good Friends, great band, mediocre fast food. That's how I do!

A Public Fuckin' Service Announcement.

If what I write on here offends you, Don't read it.-so if I was you I would stop reading this now-
If what I write on here makes you Fuckin' uncomfortable, Don't Fuckin' read it.
I know what the fuck I wrote I do not fuckin need you to rehash it back to me.
You can not fuckin' use My own fuckin words against me.
It's that fuckin simple. I don't need anyone to Fuckin' tell me what I should or fuckin' should not write here on my own Fuckin' blog. I write what I know and what I Fuckin' know is the fuckin' truth. From my warped Fuckin' Mind to the keyboard. If you don't Fuckin' like it, Fuck you. Sorry then it's not for you.I think the have a fuckin' blog spot all about fuckin Hanna Montana, fuckin go and fuckin' read that shit. Geezus. O.k. people it that fuckin simple. Like T.V. and radio it's common fuckin sense, You don't like it Turn the fuckin Channel, turn the fuckin Dial or hit the fuckin Back button.
Silly fuckin Bitches.

These Boots are made for fucking up your day!

Last night after going to the Barrow Bowling happy fun time, and after hanging with the talented and lovely miss Amanda Thackray, went I got home there was none parking. so I figured I'll park in front of Pops wake up early like 8 move my car and wake up again when it was time for work. The Ryborg called making fun of my Licence plate and telling me he was at pops messing with fat sluts. I told him wait right there I'll be right over. Granted I got there too late and the as he called them fat sluts went home as I walked in. after a while Ryborg and I rolled over to his place to chill out and B.S. around 4am there was still no parking so I realized I would have to wake early.
I got up at 8am went to move my car. TICKET. FUCK.
moved the car, went inside to sleep till noon.
Noon comes I get dressed for work, wanted to deposit some cash, then off to work.
12:25 walk outside to have a smoke and go to the bank.
whats that on my Car? TICKET oh and on top of that ticket a MOTHERFUCKING BOOT. so I call the number on the sheet they tell me I have to go to summit ave to pay off some tickets, then I would have to go to the parking authority to pay to get the boot taken off.
Luckily, James from work said he would give me a ride to summit, which would save me some time and some walking. go there had to pay about three hundred in tickets, then had to walk all the way to the middle of central ave to pay to get the boot removed. Then after all that fun I still had to walk all the way back to my house. I had to dip in to my rent money and I am now so broke it's not funny. FUCK!

Welcome to March Motherfuckers!

So This is march. The St. Patrick month. The month where all the kids in abercrombie and Fitch get their Irish up. whoop di fuckin' doo. Oh I don't have anything against the Irish people, they are a great people who are very nice hard workers and what not, but what makes my ass itch is the fact that bullshit everyone is Irish. No your not. plus what also make me pissed is it's like every weekend in march it's fuckin amature hour at the Tavern. All month I have to watch where I walk so not to step in the sick some fuckin frat tard or some silly bitch let go right outside the bar. Anyway, now that I got that off my chest. HI.
I am really happy because I recently got myself a big boy bed. Yeah gone are the days of ye olde prison cot I was sleeping on for the past 2 months. It's very comfortable, nice full size I am a happy camper. I was embarrassing having people come over and look in my room and was this thin lil bed. Christ I might as well had a fuckin race car bed. So I got that going for me. March also brings the fact that I will yet again D.J. over at the Lamp Post. this Wednesday the 5th I will be playing the jams making all the kids nod their heads and shake their rumps. Come on out if your around good time!
well I feel good that I am still keeping up with this thing really makes me happy to be writing some thing anything again. well I guess I should get going. I hope you are all well. Talk to you kids later. oh, and remember to wear a condom.

for Valentines day.

To the one true God above:here is my prayer -
not the first you've heard, but the first I wrote.(not the first, but the others were a long time ago).
There are two people here, and I want you to kill them.
Her - she can go quietly, by disease or a blowto the base of her neck, where her necklaces close,where her garments come together,where I used to lay my face...That's where you oughta kill her,in that particular place.
Him - just fucking kill him, I don't care if it hurts.Yes I do, I want it to,fucking kill him but firstmake him cry like a woman,(no particular woman),
let him hold out, hold back (someone or other might come and fucking kill him).
Fucking kill him.Kill him already, kill him.Fucking kill him, fucking kill him,Kill him already, kill him,Just fucking kill him!
-Shellac.

Stand-up and shake your rump.

Tonight, at 143 Chris Columbus Dr in the toy eaters studio, a collective of people will gather and listen to music, and people will tell jokes. It's called the Baby hole and it's a blast. The Baby hole happens every other tuesday with comedy, music and music featuring comedy. so thats tonight, 9:00pm come on out and laugh at people.

In other news Febuary 13th at 10pm I will be spinning some tasty tunes at the Lamp Post (328 2nd st DT/JC) This is something you should come out to. I plan on playing some of the best music to strip to also some old songs you will say.."holy shit I have not heard that song since 9th grade." So come out alone or with someone lets give Valentines day the fuckin finger with some awesome music! come on down and I will not play that song your mom used to sing to you to get you to sleep, unless that song is pour some sugar on me. And if it was Kid you have some problems

This sucks many bags of balls!

So yeah this Wagon I'm on, it fuckin sucks. Last night I had a great time chillin' at ryborgs place smokeing drinking water good times. Tonight not so much. was gonna hang with a friend who was way too hungover t hit the bar and we was gonna chill. But she backed out. Can't Blame her. sobriety sucks so far!

The Interwebs..I has them.

yes sorry for the lol cats speak I get it from either Courtney or Zack @ pop's either way, the Internet is back at 328. It's in full effect...so much so that I'm gonna end this blog and watch me some internet porn. On to the throat fuckin'! Hazza!

25 cent friends & What are you thinking?

so last night I was out and about cause, shit I get paid to to that. Thats How I roll, Kid. Anyway, I ran into one of my 25 cent friends, what are 25 cent friends? The people who are always happy to see me when I'm doin the camel thing, the people who are all buddy buddy with me till they get their smokes, then they say and I love this one "well I see that your working I won't bother you any more" well duh of course not, you got what you wanted. It's like the guy who shows a girl the door after he got his nut off. I was told something last night that made me laugh, and realize man some people are sad. I went into one of the bars and the Manager said "good thing you made it, that guy was getting pissed that you had not yet made it over here yet." A grown man was waiting for me, even after I saw him on the street and said "I may not work tonight"

I digress, so 25 cent friend (yes back to that) was all "we never hang out we totally should...we should gotot the movies!" I was like o.k. call me whenever...she then says yeah maybe we can go see 'Meet the spartains'. I wish at this moment that I could freeze time and go back. Go back and tell her shhhhh, don't say another word, your a pretty girl, who sometimes grates my soul...but don't say let's see 'meet the spartains' to me. you may as well say please jump my ignorant bones. Look I'm not all film snob or what not. But one night I was in Pop Merrigans and a hispanic and his black pal saw the commercial came on and the Hispanic fella was like "Yo! that movie looks mad good" I wanted to hop off my bar stool shoot them in the face and leave a copy of 'airplane' on their dead body's. NO I DO NOT WANT TO SEE MEET THE SPARTA INS! It looks like if a steamy pile of elephant shit. My answer was "there are 9 movies I want to see right now and 'meet the Spartans is not even in the top 750. Fuck that movie...and the fact that it made box office gold..ugh. I'm gonna go now maybe Grandma's boy is on that movies fuckin funny. No really it is.