Busy busy busy…
Been really busy with my condo lately and haven’t had time to write. I’m all moved in now but it’s still not in shape to be lived in. I have a mattress in my bedroom floor, still in the plastic… tv halfway out of the box in the middle of the dining area… boxes of clothes and porn all over the living room.
The cable guy isn’t coming until next weekend so I won’t have any TV or internet there till then. Hoping to have the place painted by sometime next week, as well, so then I can finally start living there. Till then, G1’s going to have to deal with me and my snoring.
Black People are Bastards?
According to this article written by a black woman, marriage is just for white people because there are alot more white women that have been/are married than there are black women. What the fuck kind of statement is that? How can black people talk about equality and then go around saying shit like that?
It’s like writing an article that says prison is just for black people. Not saying that prison is like marriage… well, not saying it isn’t, either… but the sole statement that a particular institution is just for a certain race is fucking racist.
And if marriage is just for white people, then you’re saying that it’s totally acceptable to go around and pop out kids with only a mother and a “babby’s daddy”.
Kids need two parents. A mommy and a daddy that are married. Case closed.
Gold Digging Crazies
That youtube divorce chick is out of her fucking mind. She met her husband when he was already successful… they signed a pre-nup… were married for a few years… and now she’s trying to take him for millions. Are you kidding me?
Shit like that pisses me off. Why do some women think that just because they fallatiated a guy for a few years they deserve half his life’s earnings? It’s such fucking bullshit. Now if the man became successful after they got married, it’s a different story, but otherwise.. come on!
This keroppi eyed bitch should just shut her plastic lips and be happy with the $750K that she’s getting. I wouldn’t even give her $7.50 for that nasty, wrinkly, worn out cooch.
Dark Knight
Saw the Dark Knight this weekend and it’s proabably one of the best movies I’ve seen in a long time. Right up there with Old School and TSAM (There’s Something About Mary, for the Warren Jenkins’ out there).
The only problem I had with the movie was that it felt like it dragged a bit towards the end. Actually it might not have been the movie itself. Could have been the fact that I went to a very very special edition showing at the Kip’s Bay Loews on 32nd and 2nd Ave.
So I got there about an hour before the show on Sunday afternoon and a line was already forming. Stood in line until they let us in and got some prime seats for the movie. When I sat down I felt a little warm but didn’t think much of it. About thirty minutes into the movie, I started to realize what a treat I was in for. I was one of the lucky 1000 or so to be in the only theater in Manhattan that was showing this version of Dark Knight. IMAX? Nah that shit’s overrated.. this was NOSEMAX.
I think it was the scene when the Joker first appeared. Instead of just seeing the Joker in all his grundgy glory, you could actually SMELL him! It was very faint at first but then the smell got stronger and stronger as the Joker appeared more frequently. By about an hour and a half into the movie, it smelled like the Joker was actually in the theater sitting next to you! Or somewhere within a ten seat radius of you, in my case.
Then I realized it wasn’t part of the movie at all. Oh noes! The unmistakeable stench of really bad nerd body odor mixed in with popcorn butter and sweaty feet was relentlessly penetrating my nostrils and violating my nosehairs.
I guess the Kip’s Bay Loews decided that the movie wasn’t good enough on it’s own merit and added some of their custom climate effects in the theater. Or they were just too fucking cheap to turn up the A/C. For fuck’s sake you’d think at $12 a ticket you could at least get some damn air conditioning!
Secret
Is it just me or does anyone else want to punch the shit out of that girl in the Secret commercial? You know, the one that walks around the city with her arms raised and talks about 5 reasons why women should be using Secret. And she’s like… “high five! Oh.. and I don’t even know the guy”. And then walks up to a doorman and goes.. “At ease, captain”. A fucking doorman!
That commercial seriously pisses me off.
Where the Hell is Matt???
All of my friends know me to be a pessimist.. or a realistic, as I’d like to call it. So when I first got the link from my coworker about some dude dancing around the world I figured it’d be another one of the gay links that he tends to send me. What’s so good about some faggot dancing in different parts of the world?
Surprisingly, I ended up actually watching the whole video until the end and I have to say it was pretty cool. Just to see the different people from different parts of the world all laughing and dancing was touching. I mean, if you’re into that sort of shit and all.
What did you do with the past year of your life?
It probably wasn’t anything like what Sean Aiken did. He basically took a different job every week for a year in order to find out what he really was passionate about.
I have to give him a ton of credit here. When faced with not knowing what to do, instead of waiting for something to come to him, he went out and made a hell of an attempt to find what was right for him. He even donated money to charity in the process.
Hopefully, he found what he is passionate about. At the very least, I’m sure in those 52 weeks, he found out what he wasn’t passionate about.
Another Reason Why the RedSux Sucks.
Kevin Youkilis.
What a little bitch. The guy slides into a pitcher, straight legged, and almost takes him out. Then in the next inning, just because Joba’s pitch was a bit inside, he whines like a little girl riding the crimson pony. Waaaaah. Waaaaaah.
Yeah sure the pitch was behind him, but it was behind his legs. I’m sure if Joba wanted to hit your ass he woulda thrown for your body or your big fucking head, instead.
If I ever run into you in person I would tell you what a big fucking joke you are. If you weren’t 6′1″ and 220lbs.
You’re so lucky.
Picnic
Went to a picnic last week and took this picture from the top of the ferris wheel. You can see all the different rides in the background as well as the different food/dessert/drink tents scattered around everywhere. I go every year and the thing that impresses me the most are always the porta-potties that are airconditioned with running water. You have to see them to understand.
