get a haircut and get a real job.

Ahh yes so in case you have not heard I got me some new employment. Yes I am back to getting up early, but the good thing is I can make rent..which is a plus. Yeah right after the AC adventure I went for an interview and the rewarded the fact that I clean up real good but saying come to our place every day, type some shit up, answer out phones run around, solve problems and talk on a walkie talkie to guy's who hardly speak English and we will give 6you money. It's a good time. My boss is kind of a jerk he like to act like he's the boss of me, he tell me to do thing, I do them, but when I'm not there I don't do them. I'll show him! The job, or as Coach Z from www.homestarruner.com would say Jorb is in Clifton so it's a quick commute, and because I start at 7:30 (yea ouch) I don't hit all that much traffic. The best part about this job is that I get a pay check every week, I forgot how awesome that was again.
Aside from that things have been going well in RS3 land. I have been doing the same shit, I realized that I may need a little vacation from the DT/JC it's been getting a little stagnant, or maybe it just me. in other news I finally picked the T.V. off the floor and placed it so that we can now sit on the futon and watch t.v. Next step is get cable. Dexter is coming back and I can not miss that, same thing with heroes. In related news I can not, stress that you need to either buy or netflix Spaced. A britcom starring Simon Pegg from Shaun of the dead fame...fuckin' brilliant. trust me, it's bloody great. well with that I leave you...see you all soon children. till next time I remain me you remain you.

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!

Serpentors Love

Hey everyone I am not dead, or sick or in an asylum as some have may suggested, nor did I move to Canada or Arizona or L.A., like some good folks that used to be part of the landscape that is The DT/JC. I have been lazy and I also, still don't have the interwebs in my apartment. I don't know why but writing my blog in any other place other than my house feels, well forced. I have had a very fun month, and had I had the interwebs I would have filled the cyber space with all sorts of goodness but Alas no webs not write. I'm writing you here today from my secrete base in the heights.
I hope you all have been good, for I have. But the reason I wrote this here blog is simple. I sent Kirk of Plowing Mud Forever Fame (whom, By the Killed at the ace of clubs in the city this past month) an e-mail and he got into saying how he missed my Blogs and asked if I had stopped writing due to the dickbags. No the the Haters hate. If you want proper grammar and spelling go elsewhere you are not going to get it here. I write from my head to my fingers with very little to filter it. I like to write that way, is a diary filled with good grammar I think not.
Yes my tales of getting drunk may seem stale to some or kinda funny to others or sad to a few, but I don't give a flying flea fart. they also seem to like when I come up with my lil' witty cuss words. no let the haters come "hi haters, Hi haters, Hi haters...
In other news The Dark knight almost made me stain my pants. It was that good...really that's my two cents. The Watchmen is now what I sit and wait with baited breath. Aside from that work really sucks they cut my hours so I have to look for other employment, and as anyone can tell you in this job market it is not fun. Well for now I remain me. Thanks for reading, I'll be back soon I promise.

misery inc.

Hey dickbag, you know who you are...I don't yet but when I find out, look the fuck out.

Aside from that it's been crazy over here. still have no internet at the house, which sucks. I have been parting my ass of had a really nice 4th hanging with my friends. Work kinda sucks right now, cut hours and everything...fuck. What can you do ehh? Anyway that's it for now, I have to get back to the dalily grind keep on keeping on.

I started a Joke.

Rather He started a joke, and it don't not make the whole world cry. Fuck no it made us Laugh our cocks off. George Carlin, may you rest in peace. I love watching Carlin do his job, I love nothing more than watching Carlin work...it's true. The Man was a Comic God amongst men. He Was a force, he had an air about him. I was lucky to see the man live in Englewood, NJ and I will now never forget that memory. He was funny and smart and had a way with word and phrases that no other comic had. He had that pony tail that was the only thing he wore that could distract you, aside from that he wore black. No funny t-shirts, no leather suits, no sparkle jackets, no sport coat No trappings some comics try to use. He wore black because it was not what he wore on stage that you wanted to see you wanted to see him and hear him. Calling myself a comic is like calling myself a god damned Dr. for putting a band-aid on someone who is cut, But I do, do stand-up and I tell jokes...and he was my hero. when I do stand-up I wear black. I could gush on for days but that's silly. George Carlin has passed, no go and hit you-tube and watch Brilliance.

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.

Too Hot

Holy gorilla fuck is it hot outside, Like Kool and the gang said it's too hot lady gotta run for shelter, gotta run for shade. Over at the 3-2-8 it's a steamy mess. last night the new roommate and I tried everything to keep cool. This included but not limited to such activities like sticking our heads in the freezer, wetting bandannas and putting them on our heads (we looked like members of some low level boy band.) and my favorite wetting said bandanna, and letting it freeze a little and the putting it on my head..ahh good times.
So I am gonna help you out with some tips on how to keep cool in the hot hot heat. Take a nice cool not cold but a cool shower...and hey why not take it with a friend, sexy, cool...not so much crazy. Try sleeping with an Ice cube on your chest it keep you cool and when you move Hooo boy a lil cold water fun. Also if you see old people out in this weather make sure to dump cold water on them, they like that. Now I know what I am saying and I'm not under some weird mind control...but be careful with your drinking in weather like this, you could get over heated and suffer some horrible after affects which would all lead to someone dropping a beer...tragic. Well I'm off to suffer some more in this heat, stay cool everyone, like a bunch a' lil Fonzies.