happy birthday to me…

February 26, 2006

26 on the 26th.

and here i am alone, just me and the cat, and things really couldn’t be better.

well, there are certain things that could be better, but as a whole, i have no major complaints.

i’m doing better than i deserve.

most of the world will never live as well as i do, or if you’re reading this, probably you either.

just a thought.

but, thus far it’s been a great birthday…

it does sort of bug me out that i’m getting older…

here’s a pic from when i was 18 and fresh out of basic training.

that’s what i looked like years ago.

this is what i look like now.

don’t get me wrong, nobody looks great coming out of basic training, and i don’t think i look bad in this picture, [the 2nd photo with sister; quite the opposite actually], it’s just curious to see how much you do change over time.

the party continues…

February 25, 2006

friday night…

February 25, 2006

today, i’ve managed to be the victim of credit card fraud, work out for two hours, put a full day’s work in, and get my tax return back.

tonight, i think i’ll go to dinner with my pop and then go to the neighbor’s party.

this is duke, the neighbor’s dog.

he’s big as shit.
but, he fetches beer.

i find this to be quite fantastic.

more updates later….

i stole this from george fan.
here’s this, a la george fan

thought it was funny.

it’s been kinda of a slow night; i got home from work around 4, went immediately to sleep, woke up at 7ish with cole standing on my head.

went to ben’s for a while, informed him that pj [army buddy of ours] had gifted him his ticket to the coldplayers for this monday.

he was estatic, and then went back to his online play date. so, i stole a couple of books from him:

the hottest state, by ethan hawke [i really enjoyed ash wednesday, so i figure this one will be good as well] and
how we are hungry, by dave eggers, whom ben swears by.

so anyways, like i said, slow night so i just ended up

a slow night indeed


it’s occuring to me that i know exactly shit about what i’d like…

that is, outside of anything carnal.

i’d take a beautiful, rich, young nymphomaniac with an oral fixation tommorrow.

hell, maybe even this afternoon.

okay, on my desk right now.

i’d even take her home, wouldn’t give her the wrong phone number, etc…

just a thought.

now to visit another thought…

or maybe just an observation [same thing?]

i seem to be visiting the past a lot lately. it’s probably not healthy.

this picture really amuses me. thought i’d share. funny thing is though, he’s a lot closer to them now. last i heard, he’s looking into setting up a theme park in bahrain.

iraq. God…will those people ever be any better off? they know a suffering that most have never seen–the little guy holding the sign is most likely some older guy’s sex object…as in, my above description has the same status as he does among arab men.

in such a “religious” place, you’d assume that wasn’t as commonplace as it is, but hey, straight from the horse’s mouth “it doesn’t make them gay, it only makes the kid gay”.

the kid holding the sweaty wad of cash amounting to about 25 cents USD.

sorry, i didn’t mean to “get all serious” on you, but anytime i see iraqi kids, i can’t help but think how the pattern of abuse won’t stop with them.

they’ll grow up and seduce little boys with money too.

a day off…

February 20, 2006

the last couple of days have been fantastic for me, i really dig being at home with no work related things to bog me down.

so yesterday, i braved the ice and headed to my dad’s house.

my french little brother’s [benoit; pictured here on my motorcycle–taunting me] parents are in town from corsica, so i thought i’d try to meet them.

i missed them.

they apparently drove to memphis to see “the elvis temple” on saturday. it’s normally a 2 hr drive. it took them 6 hrs.

it took me an hour and 15 minutes to get to my dad’s when it usually is a 20 minute drive.

it probably would have taken me longer, except i was absolutely that guy in the median going around the soccer mom’s and semi’s–i don’t think i’ve ever enjoyed being hated and envied by so many people at the same time before.

while i was at my dad’s, i found some old mix tapes from about 2002 or so. it’s amazing to me how much better i was at actual songwriting then. my voice has improved since then, there are things on the guitar i’ve learned since then, but i definately don’t have “that something” like i used to.

we’ll call it honesty.

we’ll call it “doing what it takes”. hunger. i just don’t have it like i used too.

i’m offically fat and pacified.

i was shooting pool with my dad in the room my grandfather, my dad, and i made above above the carport where my youngest brother keeps his drumset. in between games [i beat him, 3-1] i just sat down and starting playing. it took me a good 5 minutes, but in no time i was running through the couple of beats and rolls i know. i know these beats and rolls because i spent two weeks teaching myself once. and here, a year later, i still know them.

because this shit’s easy to me.

because, with the slightest bit of effort i could be good at it.

less than 5% of the planet can make a claim like that. probably even less could back it up. but i can…

and i don’t do shit with any of it.

but, i used too…back when i was hungry.

sorry cristina no half-naked women today.

instead, here’s one of the prettiest girls i think i’ve ever seen.

here’s the latest:

and here’s ben by 9:00 every night:

as for me, back here in the american south…

it’s been a long, uneventful day.

[taken around lunch time]

[taken 12 hrs later; notice the similarities between cole and ben]

with yet another blogstock happening without me, i decided to take a look around and see just exactly what’s going on other places…

the first two are apparently live from toronto. the third is a recent photo from southern california.

the fourth, however, is a live feed from heaven.

conversely, the next set of photo’s are what’s happening in arkansas, via my hotornot double matches.

“…and suddenly…”

February 14, 2006

i never laugh at jokes.  i mean never.  smart-ass remarks, quips, mockery, seinfeldian observations–these are the only things that amuse me.

 and to tell you the truth, it’s usually more a matter of me amusing myself with these things at everyone else’s expense.

 but today, in my office, where so many terrible, terrible jokes have been told, and so many horrible forwards have been deleted halfway through their reading…

 i actually heard a funny joke.

 here it is:


A woman was shopping at her local supermarket where she selected: 

A half-gallon of 2%milk

A carton of eggs A quart of orange juice
A head of romaine lettuce
2 lb. can of coffee
And a 1lb, package of bacon
  As she was unloading her items on the conveyor belt to check out, a
drunk standing behind her watched as she placed the items in front of
the cashier. While the cashier was ringing up her purchases, the drunk
calmly stated, ” You must be single”.

The woman was a bit startled by this proclamation, but she was intrigued by the derelict’s intuition, since she was indeed single.  She looked at her six items on the belt and saw nothing particularly unusual about her selections that could have tipped off the drunk to her marital status.

Curiosity getting the better of her, she said,” Well, you know what,
you’re absolutely correct. But how on earth did you know that”?

The drunk replied, “Cause you’re ugly.”

that’s absolutely the funniest thing i’ve heard all day.  




February 11, 2006

friday night,

and i’m up to nothing.  i went to a movie with my parents/brothers, then to the international house of pancakes where i had a pancake sandwich which made me think only of the 2.5 miles i ran today and the coupling hundred or so situps and of course the free-weight and machine rows. 

 a couple of people have told me that they’re having problems commenting, so i checked out the dashboard and it’s telling me that comments have the green light so i’m not sure i’ll be part of the solution.  i am wide open for suggestions.


oh and, check this out.

and this: http://www.youtube.com/w/Young-Chuck-Norris—SNL?v=NBSpNPzVsMM

and not to rehash the same photo within a month, but here’s this again.


it seemed fitting.