Monday, February 28, 2005

Air Blogger

Generally, during my weekend travels that requires me to be stuck in a giant tin can with people that I wonder how I would interact act with if we were to crash on some deserted island with no hopes of being rescued, I would entertain myself with a book, my trusty gameboy, my MP3 player, or good ol’ sleep.

Oh yea, the deserted island scenario is a staple every time I fly. Sadly, the chances of crashing in a remote tropical island on the flight from Philly to Kansas City are quite slim. Oh well, that’s what imagination is for…

Immmmaaaaginaaaation.... Immmmmmaaaginaaaation....

Well, I forgot to bring a book. My gameboy’s battery is dead. I forgot my MP3 player. I have a throbbing headache that won’t allow me to sleep. Good thing I brought my laptop this trip. So I guess I’ll just type away here on my computer.

I’ll warn you now, if you continue to read, this is time that you’ll never get back and there’s no refund or exchanges.

I usually catch a late flight home on Sunday nights so I can maximize my weekends elsewhere, this time is no different. Flying at night is very introspective. Unless you dose off. Then you’re just asleep and not so much introspective. Well, maybe you still are if you’re dreaming… Hmmm.. anyway.

I always get a window seat so I can look out the window. I like the lights that illuminate small towns and cities as we fly by. I wonder what they’re doing down there. Who those people are and what stories do they have? Does someone down there think The Killer’s rock as much as I do?

Tonight, we’re flying through cloudy skies so it’s pitch black outside except for the blinking lights on the wings. I sit and stare at the wing waiting...

I heard once that during cloudy dark flights like this one, gremlins sometime comes out to play. No one knows where they come from, no one knows why. They play on the wings of unsuspecting planes. Ripping out metal sheets one by one and slowly tearing the wings apart.

Now all seems lost if a gremlin shows up on your plane since you can’t exactly go outside to stop them. Luckily for us though, these gremlins have a big weakness. That weakness is being unable to play and do their damage if someone is looking at them.

It’s that simple. They will only do damage if no one pays attention.

So I sit here in my seat by the window staring. Staring at our right wing during this whole flight. Keeping the gremlins away. Keeping people safe.

This is what happens when I don’t have my toys on the airplane.

I’m going to go to the bathroom to figure out if it’s actually feasible to have sex in there. That thing is SO tiny. I don’t think so, but I’ll go double check and work out some possible positions.

This is all making SO little sense. Even for me. Argh.. I wish my headache would stop... Stupid flu.

Oh.. landing time. Yay.. almost home.

Friday, February 25, 2005

Stupid Al Quada Bio-Nanobots.

Yup, I’m blaming Al Quada. Who else would be able to get me sick? We do indeed need to fear these guys.

This has been a pretty bad week. First, everyone in my group gets sick. On Tuesday, I came in a bit later than usual, and saw that no one in the group (5 of us) was here. Of course the first thing I’m thinking is I forgot an 8am meeting again. That’s way embarrassing and has happened more often than it should.

I checked my calendar, and nope. No meetings. Phew.

So I just sit around and work.. ok, I’m checking blogs, shut up. So around 9am, my boss comes in and tells me everyone is out sick today. I secretly smirk because I’m not sick cause my immune system rocks!

I spoke too soon.

By Wednesday afternoon, I was sick and all nasty. My head burning up and the rest of my body freezing. I took off a couple hours early, and the drive back home felt like I was drunk. It wasn’t a pretty night. I think my fever had gone beyond the 100 mark, and I was sweating like a hog but was still freezing. That is not a good feeling.

I felt pretty ok the next day so I went to work. Still, no one there. I don’t know what got into me, but I thought I’d backup my computer file. I loaded the software and boom, my computer totally crashes on me.

This was worst than the blue screen of death, it was gone. There was no OS, no nothing. Like someone erased the whole thing. The Tech guy came down and told me that my profile seemed to be gone. Like this was a brand new computer and no one’s ever used it. Weird.

Luckily all the files were still there on the hard-drive, so it’s easily recoverable.

This is where I started blaming the Al Quada Bio-Nanobots. Not only did these Bio-Nanobots made me sick, but somehow it also got transferred to my computer and made it sick as well.

I told this to my boss, then he told me to go home. He obviously thinks I've gone crazy... Yea.. crazy like a fox.

I’m feeling ok now I think. I’m not sure though. During the last couple of days, the morning period has been fine. It’s only after lunch that it seriously goes downhill.

I’m supposed to go to Philly this weekend. Actually, the flight’s in 7 hours. I can’t decide if I should run the risk of infecting the entire NE with the Al Quada Bio-Nanobots.

What do you think?

Tuesday, February 22, 2005


Everyday, we hear from our media and from our government about the progress of things over in Iraq. We hear what’s happening to our troops, we hear about the latest group of assholes blowing themselves up, kidnapping people, and hurting innocent people that are there to help them. You stupid stupid fucks.

We hear about the guy with the loudest mouth banging his shoe on the table, screaming at the top of his lungs, about wanting to hurt people he’s never know, and has never done anything to him or anyone he knows.

All that we hear, but what is it that we don’t hear or see? This is a great blog I found through another blog that I really enjoy reading. Read the 2nd most recent post titled “Groceries and Election results”.

Baghdad Burning

It’s a great example of the things we don’t hear about this ‘progress’ that Iraq is making. 'Progress' to what? Democracy and freedom to whom exactly? This is something we will have to wait and see. Sadly, even today, women still isn't seen as important or 'human' enough for our country to protect. Not here in the states, and so I guess why should I expect our government to fight for them in other countries.

Oh well, wishful thinking.

I fear that perhaps W and his cronies created a monster that they soon will lose control. A monster that was meant to spread their ideology but will in turn come back and destroy its creator.

Who knows, I hope I’m wrong. One thing is for sure, those with the most to lose, and those are most vulnerable, will once again suffer at the hands of childish egotistical men playing stupid power trip games with people’s lives.

Sunday, February 20, 2005

Maybe there’s something in my drink…

I went out drinking on Friday night. Having advanced secret information that the po-pos are setting up DUI stops all over the place, I decided to just crash at my friend’s place for the night. So with that already settled, I was free to drink myself silly. I didn’t set out to drink myself silly, but if the opportunity was there, I’m prepared.

So the night started out slowly. Drinking at a very Neon-ful bar (seriously, this place has the most neon signs outside of Vegas), the beers were flowing, but relatively tame. We then proceeded to go to 2 other bars for very short stints after the lack of beautiful babies was apparent.

The group decided to go to a dive/biker bar. That’s always a great idea. Walking in, visibility was instantly reduced to about 5 feet with all the smoke in the small unventilated room. I haven’t seen that much leather since the last time I was down in south beach. It was a dive, they had PBR on tap, and I was loving it. The people watching was great! I don’t know what came over me, perhaps trying to look tougher in the biker bar, but after drinking beers all night, I switched to a Jack and Coke.

Now don’t give me this don’t mix drinks crap, cause that’s not it. I was feeling fine when I walked in, a little buzzed, but nothing serious. In the 15min or so it took me to finished the Jack and Coke, I was almost instantly crashing. It came on so quickly. I’m seriously questioning if something was put in the drink. There’s no way it was the alcohol. Physically I still felt ok, my head felt a little cloudy, but that’s about it.

By the time we got to the next bar, I was feeling ok from walking in the cold air. We went in, found a table, and boom, my head hits the table. I was out. I’m not all that clear as far as how or when we got back to my friend's place.

There're two bad things that happened as a result of this. No, my ass was not sore the next day. Since the drunkeness came on so quickly, I only had time to Drunk Dial 1 person. I'm SO not meeting my 3 or 4 drunk messages per weekend quota.

None of that before is that big of a deal really. Here’s the big kicker. While I was out on my friend's couch, the corner house had about 4 police cars surrounding it. After that situation was over, my friend mentioned that hours later, there was also a very loud domestic disturbance in the apt. complex next to the house!! I’m trashy this way and I’m sure it’s not a good thing, but I love seeing these kinds of things. Probably that whole people watching thing.

Secretly, it’s all part of my dream/plan to end up on a episode of “Cops”. Well, without being the one being beaten down by the Cops. I’d be a great random person on the side they interview. I’d have my mustard stained wife beater and a can of PBR.

Damn that'd be smooth.

Here we go with the Monday thing again...

Friday, February 18, 2005

Mr. Brightside

I was looking over the last few posts and noticed that I’ve really been posting some fluffy crap. Not that there’s anything wrong with fluffy crap, but Pup is ranty and rageful, and he will NOT be ignored!

I do have a lot of rants flowing around in my head, but it’s been difficult to put down in words since I’ve been in a pretty good mood as of late. There’s a lot of excitement in the air as the next months will bring Sarah McLachlan goodness, The Killers and Green Day (tix goes on sale tomorrow!), and some fun trips. There’re trips to Philly, Braves opening weekend in Atl (I actually don’t much care for baseball, but I LOVE going to stadiums sitting in the sun watching a game), the date for a Vegas trip is almost finalized, and a long tropical trip is in planning phase.

The only slightly bad thing going is I need more money to support all this crap I’m doing, and until I do, no more new trips L

Anyone looking for an old stuffed bear to provide any services? Like emptying out liquor bottles? I’m also very warm so you can cut down on heating bills by just having me around you.

So this week, no rants, but they’ll be hell next week. Maybe.

Anyway, I’ll leave you with this. Monkey thinks robotic arm into action

Monkeys kicks ass. I won’t have to do much R&D by the time I have my Evil Monkey Island.


Yay, Happy Day of Fri!!! Have a good weekend.

Thursday, February 17, 2005

Nasal Sprays and the Mafia Guys

I’m pretty sure I snore. Other people have told me that. I think I can hear it sometimes. I don’t mind other people snoring, but I don’t like that I snore. My dad is a big snorer, and I always felt bad for my mum for having to sleep with all that noise. Whenever my dad and I shared a room, I’d always throw stuff at him. Seriously, it’s like a train in the room. My mum was a light sleeper too, so that didn’t help her sleep. Although she told me you get used to that after a while. Even still, I don’t like to snore when I’m sleeping with someone.

I went to the doctor and she suggested that I try this nasal spray because I’m snoring only when I’m stuffed up with allergies and not the usual reasons for snoring.

Last night, I sprayed before I went to sleep. OMG! I don’t know if this is a side effect or what, but the things that were going through my head would scare pinhead.

As soon as I closed my eyes, the images started. All these distorted and grossly mutated things. Some humanoids, others just disturbing looking stuff. Luckily for me, those things don’t really bother me. My only reaction was ‘Huh.. that’s interesting’.

So of course, whatever was affecting me would continue into my dreams. The dream started out well enough, I was there in Vegas with someone. We were having a good time going to the casinos and visiting all the nice pools. Then those guys showed up again.

I have recurring dreams of these mafia guys coming after me. How do I know they’re mafia? I don’t. I just think they are. Well, so they chase us all around Las Vegas. Some areas I knew, some I think I saw in episodes of Cops. Yes, I replay scenes from Cops in my dreams.. Yea, like you don’t.

The mafia guys are usually dressed very well. Like Queer eye well, but this time, they were NOT pretty at all. They were slimy and warty and full of all kinds of other nastiness.

I don’t remember much else of the dream after that. I do remember I woke up at 4am when they finally caught up to me and were shooting me with liquid nitrogen bullets that made pieces of my body fall off. It was quite painful.

So does allergy medicine give me nightmares? I’ll try again tonight.

This time, I’m going to kick those guy’s asses.

Happy Thursday People! Tomorrow’s Friday!

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

The Bad News Beds

A friend sent this through e-mail. Enjoy!

Stuff you don't want to hear during sex.

1) "Yeah, I should go get tested soon"
2) "The ceiling needs to be paintd"
3) "Is it in?"
4) "So what was the math homework??"
5) "Wait... Where'd it go?"
6) "Is that it?"
7) "I dont feel anything!"
8) "oh god!, OH GAWD!...hey did you lock the car?"
9) "Oh yeah, you need to call your mom"
10)"You're done already, It's only been an hour?"
11)"Looks like a penis, only smaller"
11)"We need to pray or we both going to hell."
12)"I think the condom broke a minute ago"
13)"Oh shit, I forgot to take my pills!"
14)"you were hotter on the internet."
15)"yawn." also "I think I'm gonna throw up."
16)"Um, can you move just a little to the left...I can't see the TV"
17)"This is the bed that I was conceived in"
18)"What is that smell?"
19)"Wrong hole"
20)"You remind me of my brother."

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Down by 16 points with 14 minutes left in the second half....

I know you’ve all been at the tip of your seats and checking this page every minute for the latest on how Air Pup is doing in the local rec. league.

Well, we were down by 10 at the half, then after a quick 6 minutes into the 2nd half, we found ourselves down 16 with 14 minutes left in the game.

This is usually the point where we get even worst. But… Call it the Valentine’s day miracle, or maybe just that the other team was butt ass tired (they only had 5 players so no subs), but we started to come back. With 2 minutes left, we took the lead for the first time (not just in this game, but EVER. Sad I know.).

We kept our composure and broke the full court press. We were fouled, but we hit our free throws. With .8 seconds left, up by one point, the other team had one tip play left to snatch victory away. The ball was thrown in, and his man was there for tip...

The ball bounced on the iron a couple of times. Then.. it dropped off to the right.

Yes, it finally happened.

Team Pup Wins!! Team Pup Wins!!

Looks like everything’s coming up Pup lately. I better go buy a lottery ticket.

Monday, February 14, 2005

The Thou-Shou-Not-Be-Named Day

Actually, I don’t really care so I’m not going to dwell on anything here. I have a big problem with the commercialization blah blah evil corporate greed blah blah blah of it all, but it’s just not a fight high on my list anymore.

I guess it’s good that there’s another excuse for people to score and be nice to each other. More scoring the better I guess, even if it’s not me. Yea, I’m nice like that. That Karma thing better be true.

There was an extra table set up by the lobby today when I came in. I briefly wondered what it was. Came back and forgot all about it when I saw there was 57 emails in my inbox. 57?! What the HELL? About 10 of them were emails from friends, but the other 47 were all work!

What the hell are these people doing to me? There shouldn’t be this many emails by Monday at 8am for ANYONE.

Oh well.. Guess I better get started on them.

OH.. before I lose my thought. I went down to grab a quick lunch, and the table was filled with flowers and teddy bears. That's what it was there for. To embarass people at work or make some co-workers upset that you got flowers. Cool idea!

I’ve already seen at least 4 guys email saying they won’t make the basketball game tonight. Something about having to take their ladies out or some crap. This probably means we’ll be playing with no subs again. I’m fine with it. More playing time for me. Perhaps blocks in 2 games in a row?! Could it be? Do we dare even imagine it?? Stay tuned.

And Yes, I will be doing something tonight with one thing that I love. My night will be spent with a half slab of ribs, side of sausage, and some very good baked beans. Mmmmm… BBQ…

Happy Monday Everyone!

Friday, February 11, 2005

Hi world!!!

I'm at home!!!


Thursday, February 10, 2005

Fa la la la laaaaaaa.... la la la la....

Cause Barrie told me to do it. Like she said though, this is very difficult to just pick a few things. So much of it involves what kind of mood I'm in. Well, here's my shot at answering these questions.

10 Random songs in your library (this is at work)

Guns & Roses – Sweet Child of Mine
The Killers – Mr. Brightside
Final Fantasy VII – Sephiroth – One Winged Angel
Stevie Nix & Don Henley – Leather and Lace
Brak – Monkey
Greenday – American Idiot
DJ GT – 2005 collection
Pet shop boys – Being Boring
Lasgo – Something
Karate Kid Soundtrack – You’re the best

1. What is the total amount of music files on your computer?
About 1.7 gigs at work, 16 gigs at home.

2. The last CD you bought is:
DJ Tiesto – Parade of the Athletes

3. What is the song you last listened to before this message?
Liz Phair – Why can’t I

4. Five songs you often listen to or that mean a lot to you (I'm sure there are better examples, but..).
Bring boring – Pet Shop Boys
Joy of my life – John Fogerty
Everything she does is magic – The Police
Numb – Linkin Park
Heresy - NIN

5. Who are you going to pass this stick to (3 persons) and why?
LiAps – Cause I want to hear a New Yorker talk about Country music.
Big or Little Pinz – Cause it’s about time they updated their blog.
Yoli – Cause I know very little besides she likes to listen to people talk about their problems. Preferably during lunch :)

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

Happy New Years!
Yea, I could've said Year of the... the other thing. Get your minds out of the gutter people.
This marks Year 4703 in the Chinese Calendar. I laugh at your backward ass 2005 years :)
People born this lunar year, or who are turning 12, 24, 36, 48, 60 and other multiples of 12 are all roosters. The Chinese zodiac animals are the rat, ox, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake, horse, sheep, monkey, rooster, dog and boar, the order in the cycle determined by how they placed in a legendary race.
Like any holiday anywhere else in the world, this one is filled with food and booze.
So go out and have a Happy New Years today!!

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Oh where does the time go?

Can you believe a month’s already past by? Where the hell was I? What was I doing? Next thing I know, it’s February. I never did care much for February. One of the main reasons is cause I have a really hard time spelling February. Thank goodness for this spell checker thingy. Of course, there's also the unmentional corporate made up holiday. I'm not even going to dignify it with a rant here. Just this. If your sorry ass needs a yearly reminder to be good to your mate... you probably don't deserve to have one. OK, I'm done..... For now.

Guess who was at the Super Bowl Party this last Sunday? Wait for it….. Wait for it…. It’s the Rick Springfield chick!! I was trying to hold myself back from cracking up every time I’d look at her. I think she thinks I’m crazy cause she doesn’t remember it and I just keep laughing when I see her.

I know you are all eagerly awaiting updates from my Monday night basketball league games at the rec. center. I've been slacking the last couple of weeks. Here's the update from last night's game. Break out the bubblies people, cause Pup had a record night! Pup had his first not one, but 2 block of the seasons!!! (Crowd cheers!! Women throwing bras!!). In case you don't know, I'm all about the blocks. ALL about the blocks. It's the only thing that matters to me. 2 in a real game? I think I’m ready to retire now.

Work is so crazy this week. The weekend can’t come fast enough. As some of you may notice, no blogging for me at work. Yea, it’s that busy. (sigh) I SO do not understand why I write up things for my director to send to our VP, but she gets credit for it. WTF?

I have so much rantings to blog about too. The state of the union, the budget.. OH.. so much material. Damn this job thing. Any sugar mamas out there willing to take me in so I can blog? No? Yea, didn’t think so.

Oh.. today is Fat Tuesday! Since we’re in the electronic age, I’m willing to receive pics of you flashing instead of the live version. Unless you have a web cam of course. Please remember to jiggle it a little. :)

Happy Fat Tuesday!!

Friday, February 04, 2005

See that guy over there..

People watching is really an art. It’s difficult to find someone that is truly fun to people watch with and is really good at it. Most people can point out some obvious and unsettling things about people as they walk by. That’s fun, but for a true people watcher, he/she will have stories of how they came about having those unsettling things, and maybe what in their lives caused them to think that the furry green hat is a good idea.

I think there’s certainly a degree of dissociative disorder that’s involved in being a good people watcher. To be able to dissociate from your own being (or any logic at that), and try to capture stories of other people simply by looking at them. Sure your chances of actually being correct in anything you say or observe is about as high as winning the lottery, but that’s not the point. The point is just to be amusing.

This is where finding a good people watch partner becomes very difficult. From personal experience, there just aren’t that many people who are really good at this. Not only are those that are fun to people watch with few, but those that also matches your creative style also makes finding a good match very difficult.

I didn’t really have a point. Just thought I talk about people watching and how much fun it is. I haven’t done it in a while. I think I’ll head to the mall this weekend. Although people watching by yourself is just not as fun. Just makes you look kinda crazy staring people then smiling.

My favorite stories are ones about 2 people sitting next to each other that are obviously not together. Or are they? Dumm dum dummmmmmmm!

Yay for the weekend! Boo for it not being next weekend! It’s gonna be a long week next week.

It’s SuperCommerical Sunday! I’m cheering for the Eagles, but sadly, I think the Patriots will blow them out. I’m looking forward to the grilled meats and beers that will fill my belly all Sunday. So much for eating better.

Be careful during the halftime show. Don’t let any boob scar you for life.

Happy Friday Everyone! Have a great weekend!

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Wednesday Tid-Bits
Way too busy to be blogging. So I’m going to blog.

I got a haircut yesterday from this Russian lady. As I’m always up for chatting people up about their past, I asked her how long she’s been here and how she got into the hair dresser profession. She had quite an accent so I knew she hasn’t been here too long.

So guess what profession she was in when she was back in the Ukraine?

That’s right. Nuclear Engineer.

America, Land of opportunity.

Back on how ignorant those in the religious-wrong are.

Postcards from buster

In a new PBS children’s program, the cartoon rabbit visits a lesbian couple. This of course caused the newly appointed Secretary of Education Margaret Spellings to complain about public money being used to promote alternative lifestyles.

Hey guess what Margaret, no one is promoting alternative lifestyles here. The show doesn’t tell kids to go and be gay. It’s part of our nation and the world. It’s education. Get a damn clue.

Here’s a novel idea, why don’t you concentrate on real education issues like why teachers don’t paid crap and kids today know only what MTV is teaching them. And No, celebrity news is not actual News.

State of the Union

Tonight is Dubya’s State of the Union Address where he will lay out what’s he’s going to do in these next 4 years. Please watch. It’s good to know ahead of time how he’s gonna screw you so you can be better prepared. You know, give you time to lube up so it doesn't hurt as much.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Teen sex increased after abstinence program

Hey you religious freaks! Yea you, I’m talk to you. Guess what? Your dumbass ideas doesn’t work. Not only does this NOT work, it’s had the opposite effect. Even worst, it’s left these kids without the proper information to how to properly protect themselves.

Not talking about it doesn’t make it go away. As much as you like to shove shit under the rug, it still doesn’t go away. You know what I’m talking about. You all have problems. Don’t hide behind your damn self-appointed righteous. I can see through that, and hiding behind that is something truly ugly. Pride, Greed, and probably Envy.

Don’t think you’re doing anyone any favors cause you’re not. You’re harming them by not educating them. I know this is part of your plan. The ignorant are easier to control after all.

All of you out there trying to push your ignorant uneducated agendas and politics by putting kids in danger can all get a rusty spiky pole shoved up your ass. Kids and Teen’s safety is not something for you to get your little power trips on. Keeping them safe and educated should be your main concern.

And yet... The federal government will spend about $130 Million dollars on abstinent mis-education this year.