True Story

I just finished taking the dog for a nightly walk. We are in our usual spot. The only grass spot in the entire apartment complex, minding our own business. I can here the footsteps approaching, so I leash the dog and wait til they pass.

There is a tall skinny white dude and a short Asian girl. From the way they are walking I assume they are a couple. She's caring a Dunkin' Donuts coffee in her hands. Dude is rocking pajamas. Looks like they are heading out for 4th meal. I unleash to the dog to handle business.

For some strange reason I decide to keep watching them. Like clock work I watch her trip and then fall start to fall. She tries to grab ahold of herself but bounces in between cars and then splat (Note to self: Don't park there.). She went dinging like a ball in a pinball machine. The dude tried to grab her before she ate it, but his reaction time was too slow. She appeared to be okay. Just a little coffee here and there. I wish I would've had my camera. I would've got a picture of the coffee cup and spill for you.

Lesson Learned: Drop the coffee, you can always buy another one.

Below are some pics from this past weekend. Hope everyone had a joyous Christmas.

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Joke of the Day/Cover

One day a wife complained, "This wall clock almost killed my mother today. It fell only seconds after she got up from the couch."

The husband grunted and replied, "The damn clock always was slow."

It's slow day around camp. Saw this video and thought that I would share it with you. Pics from this weekend up tomorrow.

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Your To-Do List

Are you frustrated with Christmas shopping?
Are your relatives getting on your nerves?
Do your curtains match the drapes?
Is your favorite team the Detroit Lions?
Are you tired?
Have you ever regifted something?
Is it wrong to laugh at the Iraqi shoe thrower?
Will you be flying anywhere during the holidays?

Are you worried about putting on weight for the holidays?
Are you single?
Are you wondering like I'm wondering about if man evolved from monkey and apes, why do we still have monkeys and apes?

If you answered "yes" to any of the questions I have a couple of solutions for you.

Slow Down
Are you or your thoughts racing.? Are you shuffling through all your to-do lists? Turn off the television, and your iPod, and that favorite Christmas CD. Sit down take a load off, take a deep breath, and then slowly exhale. Just "be" for a second. Focus on the air coming through your nose, causing your chest to rise and your belly to swell. Let it out slowly. Keep it up until you have found your center.

Grab a Hot Chocolate
Just sip 'em until you get a stomach ache. It'll at least take your mind off your worries.

Winter Walk
Brave the cold. Put on your coat, hat, scarf, gloves, and take a walk. It easy to think of this time of year as dead, but once you are out in the world taking stock of nature or your neighborhood, you might find there's a lot to captivate your attention.

Take it easy folks.
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I Did it!

I did it all on my own. Saturdays don't get much better than this. If there is an end of the year "Dummy Awards", I should sweep all categories.
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Sliding Memory

A couple days ago I was over at Moe's blog. He had a post about things that he missed. Some of the things he could probably get back with a little effort and others were practically out of his reach.

While leaving the grocery store I had a "things I miss moment", in the parking lot. After sacking the groceries I decided to push the cart at full speed like any other testosterone filled man would do. I just wanted to return the cart to the cart return in style. Show the other people putting groceries into their car how cool I still was.

One problem. It snowed the day before and the parking lot was covered in a thin sheet of ice. I guess my gym shoes are only made for running around the track at the gym. They were pretty worthless when it came to stopping the cart. As I slide in the direction of the cart return I felt gravity yank really on hood of my hoodie and down I went. Right on my ass. I wasn't even smart enough to let go of the cart. I held onto the cart as I went down. Luckily my arms worked that day and I didn't get smashed in the face by the cart.

I could feel the pain rushing all over. I had my gym pants on. The cold had made its way through to my underwear. Those adolescent years of peeing in the bed came rushing back. I sprung to my feet and to my surprise no one had saw. Just me, the cart, the ice and the still of the night knew what just happened to me.

Moe asked the question, "You miss anything?". The answer is yes! F!ck yea!

I missed the days when I could fall, lose a tooth, fall out of a tree, never get found in "Hide and Seek", crack my head open, get into a fight and still manage to get back in there without missing a beat.

Now it does work that way. My ass, legs and lower back are killing me right now. I almost cried it hurt so bad. I had to talk myself down. I wanted to go and yell at those people because in the back of my mind I know they saw me fall. I needed my boo-boo kissed.

So thanks Moe for sending me down memory lane. My aging body appreciates it.

A little Friday humor:

I've been saying this for years now that people with cats are crazy.
"This is not a photo shop trick. There aren’t any imaginateers at Pixar that can create this shit. Just when you thought you were having a less than stellar day in the hair department, tah dah. I suggest that everybody print this shit out and stick it in the corner of their bathroom mirrors. We may not always like what we see in it but clap your hands and tell Jesus thank you that you didn’t get dealt these fucking cards."

The caption came with it. Enjoy.

Snow in Vegas

There are some pretty unusual sites in the Las Vegas. But snow on palm trees stole the show.

It's "RARE", but it happened. Snowfall has blanketed Las Vegas, causing a lot of commotion. Cancelling all flights in and out of the city, snarling traffic and dusting palm trees and marquees along the Strip and neighborhoods.

Most of the time you have to travel to the mountains to see the snow or take a trip back to WA, and now I don't have to. I have my fix for now at least. I kept sticking my tongue out to catch snowflakes outside just to make sure it was real. The dog had a blast running around too.

Tourists and locals handed off cameras, taking turns snapping pictures for posterity.

If you have received any snow from Santa yet, it still might be coming.
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Pooped & Pissed

If someone would've told me the smell from the homeless guy in the grocery store would haunt me in my dreams last night, I would've laughed in their face.

I can't really recall what I was dreaming about last night. All I know is that I woke up to paws in my face. I kind of scared the crap out of me. I jump up and threw the covers off me and this horrible smell embodied the entire room. I want to hurl. The first thing that runs through my mind is a flashback to the homeless guy that was grocery shopping. The second thing is what kind of horrible crap is my roommate microwaving(He doesn't cook, but he microwaves everything.) at this time in the morning.

In the back of my mind I knew what the smell was. I just didn't want it to be true. Dogs usually pant in the night for a couple of reason. None of which you want to be awaken for. If you haven't guessed it already by the title, I spent the night cleaning up poop. Not once, not twice, but three times. The later included pee.

So now I'm nursing a sick dog, cleaning like a mad man and trying to enjoy the snow outside. It's Vegas people and we got snow for Christmas. Who knew?

I hope all is well in the blogoshphere. Off to get some more cleaning products and some hot chocolate.
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My Gym Partner's a Monkey

First of all, let me just say that I spend entirely too much time at the gym. Secondly, if you're going to the gym and working up a sweat, you have a right to look as bad as you want. If you run farther or lift better wearing your old short shorts, that's fine. I am a big believer in hitting the gym to work out, not trying to win a fashion contest.

However, maybe you're meeting an old friend there (or hoping to meet that cute girl/guy in your spinning class), and you want to look your best. Or, perhaps you just like to look good no matter what you're doing. I don't find that there's nothing wrong with that either, but my gym buddy does.

For the sake that one day he happens to read this we will call the dude, Jake Spidermonkey(If you have kids you might know this one.). I meet the dude a few weeks back after he dropped a 45 pound weight on my my back. I was 2 seconds away from losing it, but didn't for some reason. There is something about having the police called on you and being hauled off in front of the couple hundred people at the gym that makes you second guess your choices. I guess the old man in me was present that day. Long story short we became workout partners.

So me and Spidermonkey work out probably twice a week together, sometimes three times a week and every workout session is some sort of an adventure. I seem to be drawn to loud and sometimes quirky people, but I'm thinking I should've continued working out by myself. Some of the stuff that comes out the dude's mouth is just down right foul. Not to mention his inside voice is always some where outside.

He spends a lot of time making fun of the guys who do their hair and the girls wearing makeup, which doesn't make since because his old lady is caked in makeup too. Yesterday dude seemed to have a problem with just about everyone, but the one thing that kept coming out his mouth was, "I'm dead serious.".

Dead serious!? Can anyone tell me what's the origin of the term "dead serious"? I've never really gotten the phrase "dead serious". What exactly is it supposed to mean? You're so dead, it's serious? Or that you're so serious, you're dead? Dead is used in a vast number of figurative senses, some of which make sense and some of which are a bit more obscure. Obscure as in "dead perfect," "dead broke," "dead tired," and "dead drunk".

It's not that serious of a question. I just wanted to know if anyone knew where and why we came to put "dead" in front of words.

Spidermonkey didn't know either, said it just sounds right. I wonder if he would've had and answer if I ask him about his girlfriend wearing makeup. Another day, another time.
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This "Buds" 4 U

I played catch up this weekend on everyone's blog. I came across some that were pretty uplifting and down right too adorable for words. On the flip side I came across some that the complete opposite, but there was one that got under my skin. I'm not sure why, but it did for some reason. I will not point fingers or even give a blog link to this said blog entry. I will merely address it and leave it alone.

Here goes. Below is a snippet of the blog entry that set me off Saturday morning.

"She owns 29 sets of Victoria's Secret bras with matching thongs or V strings. We didn't even count the non Victoria's Secret ones. She owns every color you can imagine. She actually has a big drawer for her bras and a separate big drawer for her panties."

I'm all for matching panties and bras. Hell, I don't care if they match as long as you had some accessible to you when needed. What I don't like is reading about them. I'm a visual man. I like to see them just like the next man and when I say that I like to see them that's just what I mean.

I don't want to see them laid out on the bed, in a drawer, held up by your accomplice, on hangers, in a pile on the floor, on my head or even on display at a store. I want to see them for what they are used for. They better be connected to some sort of flesh, because that's the whole purpose for them anyways or am I wrong here? I think not.

Really there is only one time I want to see panties in bras and that's when they are on the floor after me ripping them off of you. I literally mean ripping them. If you have good ones, I travel with scissors too. I know what some of you women are thinking.

"Oh, Hell no he didn't just say!".
"I wish someone would rip of my expensive bra and panties!"
"Kiss my ass!" (No one does it says it like Whitney Houston)
"Wait til you go to sleep tonight."
"Jails not that bad."
"He's kinky!"

With all the reactions out of the way, I'm only keeping it real for the time being. Maybe when I'm in my pudding state it will be okay just to see them in any form. Until I can't muster up enough energy to get out my wheel chair the save to sex-ed faux picture show for junior high.

Shoutouts to Mars, Mo and the "guy" who created Victoria secret.

I know some of you are also thinking what the hell does the title and pictures have to do with this post. People love to see a cute little baby. Nothing screams life like a baby. People love puppies with all there heart. Nothing screams cute like the playfulness of a new puppy. And people also love to see beer for some reason. Usually its connected to a drunk dude/chic. Nothing says a good time like an alcoholic beverage, my choice is Michelob Ultra. Those are three things that people love to see and seem to be consumed with, so if you are mad at me after this post just revisit the pictures at the top.
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Jizz in my Pants

It's going to hopefully be a quiet weekend around here or at least that's what I'm planning. I'm going to catch me a movie tonight and definitely grab myself a few beers afterwards. Hope all is well out there.

Here is some Friday Funny.

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Been Awhile/Just Friends

It's been sometime since I put up a post, so I decided to come by and write a little about what was on my mind. I'll try to put up some recent pictures and talk a little more about what going on with me. Until I get that post completed I decided to talk about something that recently happened to me. While catching up with an "old" friend it came up in conversation too so I decided to talk about this today. What do you do when someone says to you, "I just want to be friends."?

I'm sure a flurry of things start to run through your head when you hear this. Maybe some tears start to flow. Something might even get thrown. In this day and age anything is possible. Who knows? Do you?

If you are the person getting the news:

What did I do to make this happen?! Will I be able to just his or her friend? F!ck you, buddy!

If you are the person delivering the news:

Is this the right choice? The biggest question is "What to do?".

Recently I've been hanging out with this chic. Nothing too serious. Just casually dating and feeling each other out, but during the course of feeling her out I've come to the decision that we would make better friends than lovers.I'm sure you're thinking that things like this happen and I'm quite sure they do, but just not to me. I'm 99.9% sure that she is way more into me than I'm into her and that's where the complication begins. The other problem is she works for one of the urban radio stations here in town. The last thing I want is to be put on "blast" during her shift on air.

Can you be just the person's friend and talk to them occasionally?Can this work?

Chances are not but for some it's worth trying because maybe you will be one of the few that can handle this situation. I just don't want her holding on with the hopes of getting together,setting herself up for lots of pain. I rarely ever change my mind. That's why I think it's important to tell the her that we cannot talk to for awhile. If the she gets upset...oh well. You need to take care of me. Is it wrong?

I don't want to stay with her you knowing my feelings have changed. I guess I'm overall concerned about finding the best way to tell her.

Playing Ketchup

Seems like I had a little longer than expected weekend or maybe it's all in my head. I've been meaning to come on here and update, but my sleeping habits are all over the place again. I can't seem to stay awake. It's like I eat, school and sleep.

Last week and this weekend seemed to all be bunched up in some kind of chaotic wind storm. I'm still wearing my socks though. With my friends visiting from Washington and having me parade down the Vegas strip drinking and eating everything in sight, I couldn't seem to ever get back on track for the rest of the week.

I got the chance to check out The Last Comic Standing tour. It was actually better than expected. I thought that they were going to do the same jokes from the show, but was surprised by some of the new material. I laughed from start to finish. Some of the people that I went with didn't seem to have the same emotional response that I expected them to have. I guess since I watched them for weeks on TV, it was a little easier for me to relate to what was going on. I laughed so hard during some of the jokes I worked myself into one of those uncomfortable moments where you have like 2 seconds to make it to the bathroom. Needless to say I made it and the waitress was able to hold on to her drinks. Sorry!

I also attended my buddies wife's birthday party. It was a change of pace from the usual. It was quiet and peaceful. There were no politics spoken of, just glasses of Sangria and some of the best appetizers floating around. It was slow I didn't even think to pull out the camera and take pictures. The night did end with a little drama when it came time to leave. I'm sure everyone has that guy that never wants to give up his keys. He was clearly drunk. As I watch him try so hard not to show any signs of intoxication, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the dude. Luckily we were able to get those keys from him and save his life and whoever he would have hurt on his trek home.

There is the rundown folks.

If you haven't seen the new James Bond movie or Role Models, put them both on your, "2 Do List".

Night @ Mist Lounge


Mist Lounge inside Treasure Island Casino


Another group of friends visited from Washington. The two girls got free airline tickets and hotel accommodations. The guy is her for work 4 days a week and flies between LA and WA.

Events that Occurred

The night started out at Outback with dinner and continued across the street at the Mist Lounge. The Mist Lounge is a very low-key, chill and arguably laid back spot. All you need to do is was overlook the over sized lace panties that were visibly showing on a petite woman. Sure her friends probably saw it, but when they all seemed to look and dress alike it makes competing easier. As the shots got knocked back, the beers got downed and the appetizers were being eaten the good vibes flowed and old memories surfaced. Some memories were good and some should have stayed swept under the rug.

With the good vibes comes lightening bolts and thunderstorms. I wish there was some kind of weather warning of what was supposed to come. With alcohol comes politics and with politics comes arguments and with arguments comes unnecessary awkwardness. I should've learned my lesson from all the other times but I just can't help myself. Eventually we were able to get back on track and enjoy the rest of the night.

Lesson Learned

When friends come into town to visit, drinking is not and option.
Don't ever discuss politics.

Playing Around

As I said in the earlier post I'm going to start trying new things with the blog. It's been the same for awhile now and I thought it was time for a change. I got a new format for writing the post too. Some I came up with on my own and some I stole from other sites. If you seem some of your stuff on here, give yourself a round of applause.
I've been playing around with this blog all day and it's almost time for me to hit the gym for the night. I gotta burn all those burgers I ate this week somehow.

Hopefully tonight I'm able to get the pictures from the other night on here. I'm not making any promises because the DVR is full and I need to catch up at some point before it starts deleting things.

It's been a pretty slow week of me and I'm glad of that. Hope all is well out there. Keep the peace and if you happen to have some tequila, take a shot for me. Be Free.

Frown don't Smile. Keeps'em on their toes.
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It's that time again folks. The look of the blog is starting to bore me. I think it's time for a new look and a new format of writing. I need something that going to set my blog apart from all the rest.

I haven't put my finger on it, but hopefully some sort of vision comes to mind soon. If you have any suggestions shoot them my way. I'm not saying that I will use them, but fresh ideas from another mind always helps.
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Weekend Update/Visitors in Town (Nope, it's not Mo.)

I have visitors in town for the next couple of days so I'll be away from the blog. I've taken a lot of pictures to post so that should be good times. Hope all is well and that life isn't kicking too much ass.
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Robin Thicke @ HOB Las Vegas, Nevada

So last night I got to attend another concert. Two in one week I'm on a roll this week. I think I better slow down, I'm not sure if my back and knees can take all of this. This time around I got to go see Robin Thicke. He's probably a hand full of white guys that sing R&B and pull it off well.

The venue was basically full with people even standing on the stairwells. I would like to see what an emergency exit would look like in there.

We had general admission floor tickets. We stood the entire time but the performance was completely worth it. Robin Thicke didn't disappoint. He wooed and charmed his way through his roughly 80-minute show Saturday evening at the House of Blues.

Backed by a tight seven-piece band that Thicke often cued as if directing them.The happy-go-lucky numbers had many ladies singing along and getting their panties all in a bunch. Mostly he let his slick, dim-the-lights, mood-setting songs do the talking, but occasionally I think he thought he was at home with he off centered air grinding.

As the set came to a close, the singer naturally saved his best for last. The biggest response came from "Lost Without U" which Thicke wisely gave the crowd some lines to perform. He returned for an encore of 3 or 4 songs which included, "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo, "Let's Stay Together" by Al Green and "A Milli" by Lil Wayne. Who knew the dude could rap?

I will say the night was "Thicke" with soul.

Check out "Lost Without U".
Things of interest:
  • To the lady that stood behind me the whole time complaining. You could've letft and taken the your husband and his red satin suit and red alligator shoes home.
  • To whoever gets that $6.50 I spent per beer, your welcome.
  • To the 2 ladies who complained when someone walked by them, "Go to hell!". You were standing on the stairwell.
  • To the guy who was trying so desperately to pick up ladies. Having a Super Bowl ring on your hand helps only when people actually know who you are.
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Ludacris @ Hard Rock Las Vegas, NV

Last night I got a call while catching up on my DVRd shows and eating dinner. A friend of my was on the other end asking me if I wanted to go to a concert. I was a little reluctant since all the other concerts I've been to here have been bogus. After a little pleading and then saying that Ludacris would be there, I decided to get off my rump and go ahead to the concert. At least this way if it were bad I would definitely have a reason to not ever have to attend another one.

After getting lost and being about 15 minutes late I finally arrived at the concert. That's probably one of the best things about concerts, they never seem to start on time.

Ludacris hits the stage and starts pumping out rap after rap. Ludacris is renowned for his quick delivery and over-the-top explicit lyrics. Tonight he didn't disappoint. Sharp-witted delivery changes between Ludacris, his hype man and the DJ kept the pace chaotic and entertaining. He did a mix of old, new and some versus of songs he has been featured on. I do have to say I've never seen a rapper smile as much as he did. I guess when you got it, you got it.

During the concert he gives his hype man a chance to rap and his DJ a chance to show his skills and just when you think the concert is about to be over out comes Tommy Lee of Motley Crue and Dave Navarro of Jane's Addiction to rock out to a few songs with Ludacris. I will say this one thing about the two of them, they didn't look like what you see on television. Tommy Lee came out pounded a bottle of Jagermeister and passed it out into the audience. Everyone wanted to get a sip for some strange reason. I just passed it along. At least you know where Tommy Lee's mouth has been part of the time, everyone else not so much. Dave Navarro couldn't contain himself. He kept rushing to the women in the front row and laying kissing on the ones which I assumed he felt where attractive.

The streamline through four songs, "Move B!tch", "Get Back", "Money Maker", and "Stand Up". It was worth leaving the house to see.
Ludacris and company did a solid one-hour set worth seeing.
Things of interest:
  • I lost my keys while there, but was lucky enough to find them.
  • One of the girls I was with was lucky enough to catch one of those kisses from Dave Navarro. You would have thought he asked to marry her from her reaction.
  • 3 groupies from Venezula were escorted back stage after they kept grabbing at the hype man's crotch. It was his birthday. I know he had a good one later that night.
  • A random drunk guy was spilling drinks all over everyone. Ironically he ended up with the bottle of Jagermeister at the end of the concert.
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I haven't had much time to post recently. The doctors appointments got a little hectic this week, maybe a little overwhelming at times.

I don't want to put too many words on here, so I'll break the numerous things down in bullets.

  • Still have a ton of appointments left. While having my heart evaluated the doctors have found something on one of my lungs. I haven't gone back in yet, but I did a little research online and I don't have any of the severe symptoms mentioned.
  • The girl at the gym didn't work out, but I did decide to take the front desk clerk out that works at the gym. We've hung out a couple times, nothing too serious though.
  • Played dress up for Halloween and got a little wasted and pulled an all nighter. I was too drunk to take any pictures of anything. Damn you, Patron! The next day sucked because I didn't have any bread to soak up the alcohol. Serves me right for not allowing bread in the house.
  • Started a new book, The Soloist by Steve Lopez. It seems pretty good so far.
  • My computer crashed killing off just about everything on my computer. I never thought I would be one of those people. It also has caused my iPod to go haywire. I haven't been about to get a good workout in since.
  • Caused a ruckus in a hard rock bar by playing light rock and rap music.
  • Wasting too much money at the movie theatre on lame movies.
I guess this is all for now. I'll have more later today. I'll give a little more detail to the bar story.
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Another Day

Well it's the second day of heading off to the doctors. Today I'm going to the doctors to get another evaluation on my heart murmur. This one may sound crazy, but this is the only time I really enjoy going to see a doctor. People seem to treat you better anytime you use the word "heart" in a hospital environment. It's almost like being a rockstar, but without the fame, money and groupies.

I've had a murmur for a really long time now. It still seems to be a mystery why no one had ever diagnosed me before 8 years ago and it's still a mystery where it came from. Recently I was diagnosed with anemia, which goes hand and hand with heart murmurs. It also makes since for me always feeling fatigued too, but I'm no doctor so don't take my word on it. In this day in age you can find just about anything on the Internet. I guess I'll call it "Ace's diagnostic" for now.

I'll be getting the following done today:
  • Electrocardiogram (ECG), which measures the electrical activity of the heart
  • Chest X-rays to see if the heart is enlarged due to heart or valve disease
  • Echocardiography, which uses sound waves to map the heart structure
Yesterdays trip to the doctors was pretty depressing. I had to head to my local VA Clinic before I could go and see the real doctors. I've always wondered what happens to all the military folk, I got a real good look at the ones in bad shape. It's amazing how people let themselves go after the military. I'm not saying that all people do, but the majority of the ones that crossed my path yesterday were.

It ranged from a guy that couldn't control his shaking to fill out his contact information. He looked worse than a child coloring at a restuarant. He dhocked so much he broke the pen. I wanted to go over and right for the guy, but resisted the urge to save the day. There was another guy who was obviously over weight. He was "Biggest Loser" overweight. He was rambling on about being placed on a heart donor list. I felt bad, but the only thing that was running through my mind was, "If you lost weight life would improve for you instantly.". of course I didn't say that to him. I wrap this one up with really quick because I've be summoned to the doctors office early and need to get out the door.

I didn't Proofread.
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We almost...

had some morning dew on the ground. Not actually, but the cold front is finally on it's way. It's almost the first we of November and it's still a high of 80 degrees here.

The past week has been one big blur. I've been pretty busy, which really is a good thing for me. Got to finally catch a couple of movies, take in some good food, and eat some of the best yogurt on this side of the coast. I could be exaggerating a little bit on the yogurt, but it was pretty good.

This week and probably next will be spent at the doctors. I'll be doing the finishing touches of my final military evaluations. It'll range from giving blood to seeing a shrink about my insomnia. It'll be good to finally get all this stuff over. I'm still not sure if I'm fully ready to cut the ties yet. To be truthful, I kind of miss it. There is nothing like having a since of pride for the years served.

I'll have to post a few pics of the pumpkins outside the door.
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You Women Folk/ Gym Rant #4

I finally got tired of the gym I was at and decided to switch my over to an all new gym. It has everything at this new and it's all open 24 hours a day. It has everything that you could want and not want in a gym.

The meatheads that scream and over exaggerate while lifting I can pass on. The little dudes in the tight fitting clothing that show off the nothing. I'll also pass on the acne. Everyone knows acne is a sign of substance abuse (steroids). You're not fooling anyone it's written all over you face, no pun intended. Last but not least I'll pass on the old guys and their old balls in the locker room. "Use the towel, man!"

One thing that I would like to have passed on was the conversation the three women were having while at the deli. It seemed like I couldn't scarf down that smoothie and sandwich fast enough. I sometimes think women just do it for the hell of it. Just for kicks. I ask you why was I subjected to listening to them talk about the guys they were dating. It range from any and everything. They talked about going south, manscaping (grooming), size and the G-spot.

Nowadays women seem to be anything, but discreet. Guys may give a shrug or a thumbs up when asked how she was last night, but girls well cover every gory, ghastly and down right dirty detail. "C'mon".

I beg of you as a guy, "Please, stop giving the lowdown on our performance in the cold light of the day. At least wait til the sun goes down to embarrass us." If you can't help yourself, please don't do it at the gym. I don't want to be the dope who comes out of the locker room, give you a kiss on the cheek, not knowing everyone in the deli knows the lowdown on our sex life. Damn the bad luck, just glad it wasn't me.

I saw the chic from this night. I'm thinking another date.
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Here are the pics from Thursday Birthday that party that I promised. I'm still trying to get use to mid week partying. I guess that's just old age coming on.

The night was filled with some people that I liked and some that I didn't, but I put on my best face and made the most of it. I'm usually pretty good at that as long as no one provokes me. I thought I was so cool smoking the cigar. Check my eyes out. Glad the camera didn't catch me coughing up a lung.

Highlights of the night included:
1. A piece of 8 layer cake from Claim Jumpers.
2. Some of the best BBQ teriyaki chicken.
3. Tampa Bay vs Boston baseball game. (Comet I was rooting like you told me to. I think I scared a few people because I was yelling at the flat screen in the bar.)
4. Beer
5. Obviously the cigars. (The smoke blowing was just for kicks. I don't normally do it, but it was a birthday so I did.)
6. The birthday boys wife causing a scene. (Not one, not twice, not three times. I lost count in there somewhere. I'm glad there was a fire pit outside to enjoy.)
7. The birthday boy crying. (Who cries on their birthday?)
8. Some asking my roommate if he was wearing skinny jeans. (They weren't exactly skinny jeans, but they were a little snug. I think I laughed all night.)
9. 2 people from Alaska being in the bar.
10. Everyone making fun of my roommates new girlfriend. (I don't think one person understood what she was saying.)
11. My bed.

Today I'm going on a hike with the dog. If not we are just going to do for a long walk. I think we both need to clear our heads for a change.

It's Friday

It's Friday and it's time for me to chill for a couple of days. Try and get some extra much needed shut eye.

Got some new pictures to post from a birthday party last night. A couple good stories to go along with them too. Hopefully I can get them up this week or I might wait to Monday.

All I will say is that I think it's time for me to start hitting the town with the 30 and above crowd. I need people who are set in life and not still running around with their heads cut off.

More to come and hope your weekend rounds out to be something blog worthy. Take it easy folks.

Drinks on me this week.
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Setting Black Folks Back

I'm always on the web looking at videos. I had to share this with you. I couldn't let this pass. Watch for the unthinkable to happen. Don't pay attention to the music or what she is singing, just watch the video and wait for the magic.

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Gym Rant #3

So as usual I was in the gym last night getting my last bit of cardio in. I had the iPod blaring some Kanye West, I was sweating like a pig and trying my best to keep from falling off the machine. I had my head down most of the time because I didn't want anyone to see me mouthing the words. I picked my head up to find this lady on the thigh abductor. I'm still not sure if this piece of equipment should be allowed in the gym. I do know that men should steer clear of it.

The lady, not the one above, but a different lady was just going at it on the machine. She pushed out and then released in and repeated what seemed like a million times. I was happy that I was behind her because and could only see her back. The last thing you want to do is be the guy who gets caught checking out the chic's crotch(Is there another name for that area?) area. There are a lot of things I want to be when I grow up. That is not one of them. When I was younger I probably would have went and sat in front of her. There was no shame in my game. Just put it out there. If they bite fine, if not their regret. Now I'm a little more reserve avoid this machine at all cost.

As I'm powering my way through my work up I look up and spot a older couple working out. The couple is doing some form of a leg curl on the machine. The guys wife is lying face down doing the exercise. He on the other hand is not paying any attention to his wife. He is trying his best to peek at the lady on the thigh abductor. He looks at the lady and then his wife. He repeats this over and over and over. I look around to make sure that I'm not the only one who sees this guy looking. I am. Dammit, I just needed conformation from someone else, but I was the only one who saw the dude. It went on the whole time she was on the machine.

I not really sure what part about the dude that annoyed me. I'm all down for catching a look, but dude acted like he'd never seen anything like it before. I wanted to get off the stair climber, go get him, put his head in between her legs and give him a lesson on what's down there.

She eventually moved to another piece of equipment in front of me and my annoyance went away only for it to happen to me. I guess with the thigh abductor comes the thigh adductors. It's basically the same machine but it goes in the opposite direction. Right in front of me. She would go in and then out. I couldn't help but look. I looked down, up, at the treadmills, the magazine I had. I just couldn't stop looking. It was like a magnet folks pulling me in ever so slowly. Finally I just removed myself off the machine to make it easier on me. I could just seeing getting asked to leave the gym for violating someone.

I guess the moral of the story is... "Don't judge until the chic's crotch is in your face."

Damn the irony.
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I Got My Thoughts Back/ Sunday Memories #3

I hadn't really had anything to post about recently. I just couldn't get my head around one central idea to construct a blog entry.

While I was spinning away in spin class this morning all kinds of stuff started to pour in my head. I guess that's what happens when you get up early in the morning, the juices start flowing. The brain stops jiving you and does what it's suppose to. As the music jammed in the background and I watched all the seniors around struggle to get the bike rolling, several things registered.

1. What the hell am I doing up so early.
2. What am I doing in this class with these people
3. I wonder if she can feel that wedgie.
4. My nuts hurt and I still have 45 minutes left of this class.
5. I should have slept in.
6. Where the hell is the blond lady from Dirty Dancing.

Number six is what made me think of this post. Over the weekend they were playing Dirty Dancing nonstop. I remember the first time my grandmother made us watch it. I never really knew what I was watching. I was just a kid who wanted to go outside and run rampant. I just thought it was a movie about some odd dancing that I could never do. They were moving in ways a 6 year old could only imagine.

I can still hear my grandmother screaming for us to cover our eyes every time the dancers started to bump and grind. I really think she did this so that we couldn't see her lusting for Patrick Swayze and his feathered hair. I guess there was something about a shirtless psuedo-tough guy that got her going. If only I could have taken my eyes of the screen I could have discovered her ugly little secret. I on the other hands was trying to peep through my finger to get a glimpse of the blond. Damn Baby! She was never the really the star of the movie to me. It was all about the blond lady even though for the love of me I couldn't figure what the big deal was about her stomach that made everyone come over and wait outside. I guess that's what being naive does for you.
Watching the few scenes that I watched put me back in my childhood. As I watched those hips of hers swaying to the right and then to the left and then again to the right and then back to left, I couldn't help but wonder where the hell she is today. There are a lot of things that get my blood running, but a blond and 80's hip movements, a one piece leotard, stocking and high heels to send me over the edge. There was something magical about the movements. How I wished I could've been Swayze just for one take of the movie.

Dear Cynthia Rhodes(the blond from the movie)

Even though I have no clue where you are at this very moment in time. I just wanted to let you know that you were my first "out of race"(That's how I thought of it when I was 6. Don't judge me people.) crush which would later be eclipse by Michelle Pfeiffer wearing that catsuit in Batman Returns and list has grown over the years. I just want you to know you were the first and you'll always have a special place in "heart".
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I got 6 on it!

No Name tagged me to play this game. It goes a little somethin' like this: I am suppose to tell you six random facts about me. So here we go....

1. I clean the sink before washing dishes.
2. I've been saying the same exact prayer for 15 years.
3. I don't drink Kool-Aid or eat watermelon because the are stereotypical for my culture. Now if I could only give up chicken life would be complete.
4. When I get heated my country accent becomes present. If only those f4. When I get heated my country accent becomes present. If only those f$&*ckers who cut me off could here me.
5. I do jumping jacks/situps/pushups during commercial breaks while watching the biggest loser. I feel guilty if I just watch and don't do anything.
6. I asked the dog everyday about how the day went, even though I know the dog was in the house sleeping.

You got 6?
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New Blogs

Well my mind is fried today. Can't really think of anything right now, so I decided to hip you to some new blogs that I'm reading. Share a little goodness with you and also promote someone elses shyt.

Keep in my what entertains my thought might not be your thing. I'm a random dude like that.

Here are my new finds:

Life, Love & Lola
Her description: Enjoying My Fabulous Life and Being The Person My Dog Thinks I Am!
What I think: Though her recent post have been rants, hell her rants are what the blog should be known for. They are quite witty and her recent post about Rachel Ray dog food giving her dog the shits had me rolling on the floor.

His description: N/A
What I Think: Random thoughts of a ex-frat guy who thinks of bars, beers and lessons of fun. He doesn't post alot, but the substance is there.

The Palm Isle
His description: No Moe Politics! I'm pretty much W.T. living in a white collar crowd.
What I Think: I think his title speaks for itself. In a day in age when most bloggers that I find are women, it's nice to have a guys guy type of opinion. He doesn't post daily, more of a once a week thing. We also share Slick.

Tipsy Nikki
Her description: Rampant Ramblings of a Pseudo- Vegetarian.
What I think: One hell of a narrative writer. Her intersting point of view about being a vegetarian and her boyfriend who dreams of deer heads in the bedroom prove for quite a laugh.

Life of Justin
His desription: I quit my office job to become a blogger, travel the world and share my adventures.
What I think: His description is pretty dead on. He just quite his job and somehow is going to make a living blogging and traveling the world. I'm planning on taking notes.

Give the blogs a shot and lets keep blog on blog crime down.
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Fosters, Australian 4 Beer

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This is from a fun night out. A friend of mine had free tickets to a live show at the Rio hotel. It was a beach theme.
T-shirt, check.
Shorts, check.
Flip flops, check.

I should have learned my lesson about going to see bands that I had no clue about. Check this post out about another bad experience I had

There were two bands. One was a band called Carolina Liar(whose lead singer had a sore throat and sounded like crap) and the other band is no where in my memory banks. They couldn't remember there songs and I can't remember their name. We're even. It doesn't help that we left early to go and get some real beer from The Yardhouse. No offense Fosters.

It's always good to socialize over a few beers, wings, nachos, and chicken lettuce wraps. Another good thing is a friendly round table about the economy and the presidential election. What's not good? Discussing the 2 while consuming alcohol. Who knew? I did! (Hand raise as far as it can go in the air.)

I'm all for everyone having different views. Speak your mind. That's what makes the world go round, but at least give everyone equal chance to express their feelings. Especially if the one person you are opposing is your girlfriend and she drove. You don't have to be a brain surgeon to figure that one out. Needless to say the dude ended up taking a cab home, costing him $78, and some extreme verbal abuse from his roommate because he had to take him to get his car from her house at 1 am. (I would let you flounder trying to figure out who took the cab home, but I'm a nice guy. The dude in the brown hat was the unfortunate one.)
Their conversation went a little like this:
Her: "Everyone is entitle to think the way they want."
Him: "That's stupid."
Her: "I'm nuetral. I don't have a party, but I've already discussed this with you.."
Rudely interupted.
Him: "Exactly so why are you talking?"
Her: "Because I'm trying to help the situation."
Him: "You can help by shutting up. I don't want to hear it."
Her: "F@$K YOU!"
He gasps because he can't believe she just said that in front of everyone.
Giggles from my end.
Gulps from everyone else.
Him: "I'm out of here."
Her: "Later!"
All in all it was a good night. I learned a lot of things about people that night, but there is only one thing I will take away from that entire night. You might be thinking some new songs for my iPod, whether I'm voting for Obama/McCain or "things you shouldn't say to your girlfriend in the heat of debate. Nope, not one of those. I'll be able to walk with my head held high because it's official people, "I speak well.".

What on God's green Earth does that mean? I stopped mid swig to make sure I heard what I heard. And yep, I did. I'm still confused about what I was supposed to speak like during our alcoholic debate, but I guess I nailed it. Mom would be so proud of me. As much as I wanted to keep going, that was my cut off point. Check please.

Never discussed politics while drinking beer? You've been warned.
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Isn’t true love meant to be forever?

"Well, I cannot give you an answer to this one, but I can give you the advice that you need to examine your perception of “true love”.

I can tell you: All that glistens is not gold. A high expectation of true love, and an exaggerated romantic view of the ideal concept of love can disturb the view to having a fulfilling and healthy relationship.

A realistic view is vital."

With that said, I was going through the contacts in my phone and ran across some names that just brought back memories.

There were some of friends that I haven't connected with in years. Hell, I don't even know if the numbers still work or not. I've had this cell phone number for about 9 years. Being in the military you meet people and the next day they are gone, but for some reason I have a bad case of saving phone numbers. I guess I don't want the Rolodex in my cell phone to look so empty.

There are numbers of family members. Some I remember and ones that my mom called and pushed me to save them in my phone. I couldn't tell you what half these people look like. She knows that I refuse to answer my phone when a number shows up that I don't know. Her way of getting me to answer the phone for estranged family members. What she doesn't know is I still have no intentions of picking up the phone. At least this way I know who I'm avoiding.

There is that running list of folks that I talk to all the time, some a little too much.

Others are just text message buddies.

And then there are the infamous ones. The "exes" or the ones that got away because there wasn't a cage big enough to contain them. In my phone I have only one number that gets my blood boiling. I still haven't figured out why I haven't deleted. I think because I thought I was in love. I thought I had found the one. I even told the old lady(mom) about her. I guess I still think there will be something or maybe just one day the phone will rang and I'll finally get that answer of why. I have it all planned out in my head. I got the words I'll say, how I will say them and an answer to every question that could possibly be thrown at me.

Maybe I'll flip it. I was watching a show this weekend about this lady dumping this this guy(By the way she cheated and screwed my head up forever.). Years later she realized the big mistake she and wanted him back. He eventually came back, but out of revenge. That sounds like a better plan to me. Damn the sympathy aspect that never gets you anywhere. The nice guys are going to finish on top if I have to do it by myself single handily.

So I ask you, Isn’t true love meant to be forever?

“You can’t buy love, but you can pay heavily for it”
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I ate, therefore I am hungry.

The damn liberals have finally gotten me and put me in a choke hold. I can feel them breathing down my neck. Watching me from afar. I should close the curtains they might be watching me from the hill. Have they been planted down stairs from me, flushing me to the service with their cigarette smoke.

Since moving to Las Vegas my grocery store preferences has changed. I guess I never really notice the big change in the things that I've been purchasing. As I went to get something out for dinner this evening, I noticed that about 80% of the food that I've recently been purchasing has been organic. Who knew? Not me. I guess I just was grabbing and going. Some of the things have had a constant taste and others have made me rethink buying them again.

I'm always looking for new healthy things to eat. I just never thought I would be "that guy who went organic". I can remember making fun of all the idiots in Seattle for jumping on that wagon and promoting it like the crack. "Try it, it won't hurt." I guess know I have to turn and throw the "holy water" on myself. "Hypocrite I are." Damn.

The past year has been a pretty crazy journey for me... what I eat has taken a dramatic turn for the better. What I eat is about the only thing I seem to have control over these days. I've been trying to educate myself on nutrition and all things food and health. This should be a natural turn for me since I'm studying to be a nutritionist. Since I've been sold on eating this way I'm try to eat organic as much as possible, but it's not always easy... especially since I like my fast food and the occasional 1lb bag of Skittles. I don't really think I have any plans to keep this up , but for now it's serving as something worthwhile.

I've been shopping at this place called Fresh-N-Easy. I'm not sure if the rest of the country has any of these stores yet. You can even buy some of the food already prepared and cooked. So as far as food goes, I'm not extremely limited to what I can eat. The variety there is pretty awesome. A few months ago, while searching Las Vegas, I found Fresh-N-Easy. Since then, I've added a variety of organic foods to my diet. And cut. Sounded just like a commercial.

If you're not really sure what it is I put a little definition at the bottom for you.

Organic foods are produced according to certain production standards, meaning they are grown without the use of conventional pesticides, artificial fertilizers, human waste, or sewage sludge, and that they were processed without ionizing radiation or food additives.[1] Livestock are reared without the routine use of antibiotics and without the use of growth hormones. In most countries, organic produce must not be genetically modified.

Sunday Laughs

I had a clip from last nights SNL, but it got deleted. Here is one of my favorite ones. With the hoildays around the corner. It had me cracking up last night so I thought that I would share with you.

It's Sunday and not too much is going on over here in the desert. The heat is finally starting to go away. I can feel Fall around the corner. I actually got to sleep with the windows open for the first time in a long time. A nice breeze through the room never hurt anyone.

Who Farted?

The damn dog just farted and woke me up and now I can't go back to sleep. I guess I'll give an update on what happened this Friday night.

Not a damn thing. I had plans, but the old man inside of me came out and I sacked them. I did get a beer in my system and some boneless wings from Buffalo Wild Wings. I deserved it after the week I put in at the gym.

Where is the world going?

-O.J. is finally going to jail for robbery. C'mon folks. They let him walk after killing two people. Why put him in jail now.
-The presidential candidates are all crazy. It's worse than when you were in high school. Where are all the popular kids when you need them now.
-Britney has gotten her crap together. Means I'll never see her "kaslopuss" again.
-700 billion! They approved the bailout. All that drama for no reason. Maybe the house works for CBS or NBC.
-Hef is getting new bunnies. I hope I don't have to see the other three dummies on TV again.
-H.Stern just got married again. What woman in her right mind could be married to him. Seriously?
-Tina Turner & Cher are back on tour. I thought she retired a long time ago. Who is shelling out that kind of money to see them on stage. They both have had like two farewell tours. Give it a break already.
-The Dallas Cowboys are still the most hated team in sports history. Kudos to Terrell Owens and Tony Romo for keeping the dream alive. "Cowgirls on 3."
-Those ladies from The View are still chatting it up after all these years. Can someone hit the cancel button already.
-Bloomberg is in New York trying to strong arm his way into another term. Seriously dude give someone else a chance. Two terms is enough.
-Are there anymore names for Tornadoes, Hurricanes or Tropical Storms? I can't wait to see my name run across that screen.

I starting to think so.
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Joke of the Day

Out Drinking Again

An Irishman’s been at a pub all night drinking beer. The bartender finally says that the bar is closed. So he stands up to leave and falls flat on his face. He figures he’ll crawl outside and get some fresh air and maybe that will sober him up. Once outside he stands up and falls flat on his face.

So, he crawls home and at the door stands up and falls flat on his face. He crawls through the door and up the stairs. When he reaches his bed he tries one more time to stand up. This time he falls right into bed and is sound asleep.

He awakens the next morning to his wife standing over him shouting at him. “So, you’ve been out drinking again!!”

“How did you know?” he asks.

“The pub called, you left your wheelchair there again.”

Just thought I would add a little humor today. It's already been a long day. I barely go to sleep around 7 am this morning. I a couple hours of sleep and then I was back up again. I haven't really figured out what's causing my body to act crazy like this.

Hopefully I can catch a movie this weekend. Maybe even get a few beers from the bar up the street. It makes it easy to get home when I go there. Other than that it'll hopefully be a quite Friday as long I bypass all the talk about the debate. I doubt it as long as it's before I have the beers in my system. Hope all is well in the blogosphere.

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So I was struggling to come with a post today, So I decided to take from something I read in a magazine. The article was intended for a guy to answer but I'll see if I can incorporate everyone somehow. Even if I can't, it's meant for everyone. The article went on to talk about how the straight forward handshake is slowly deteriorating from American society and new ways are being creating.

There was this long story about this guy met one of his favorite actors and how he couldn't let this moment go by without meeting him. he was excited to me the guy, but was all to unprepared for the greeting he received from him.

I came up with a couple of greeting ways or things that I use.

1. Straight forward handshake. No explanation needed, but you never know. A short ritual in which two people grasp each others right or left hand often accompanied by a brief up and down movement of the grasped hands.

2. Soul shake. (The one that guy the guy above all mixed up. It's a standard handshake followed by a thumb clasp, ending with a one-armed chest bumping half hug.) Just think of rappers when this greeting comes to mind.
3. Hug. This is the most intimate one of all the greeting. Most people reserve it for family members are loved ones.
4. Chest bump. With no finesse needed and can sometimes lead to awkward moments if not done during a sporting event.
5. High-five. Sometimes referred to as slapping some skin.
6. Wave. Self explanatory. Throw it out there.
7.The Finger. This is one of my favorites. Especially when you cut me off and traffic and there is no green light to let you know how I truly feel about you.

How do you greet?
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Gym Rant #2

I'm a big boy now. So the muscle mass is massing up on my body. I guess all that gym time is finally starting to pay off forme. I'm not where I want to be yet, but it's getting there. All this is fine, but I can't help but be distracted by the "crazy" that I attend the gym with.

Yesterday had to be one of the all time worst days for me to go. I complained a few weeks back about the people being all dressed up and pretty at the gym, so I changed to a later time. I thought that would do the trick, but it hasn't really done anything for my short attention span.

It just seems like the gym is becoming more and more of a circus. I'll tell you about the 3 things that really made me get off the treadmill and say, "Get the f*&k outta here!"

1. There is this father and son that are at the gym the same time as me everyday. I think the wife is around somewhere too, but she doesn't workout with them. I notice that the son is making a crazy face in the direction in front of him. I also notice the dad laughing too. I'm adjusting my iPod and haven't really scavenged the gym. Boy how I wish my iPod would have kept my attention just a tiny bit more longer. Apparently there was this lady in a 2 piece workout outfit/uniform/sweatsuit directly in front of me. I was on the eliptical and she was on a ab machine. The problem with this is she had a "beer belly". Not a small one either. Kind of in the shape of a tootsie roll. I don't have the best body, but I know what I should wear and what I shouldn't wear. It's almost like me squeezing into a Speedo and doing squats in the free wieghs area. Where was this ladies mirror check or at least a really honest friend to tell her to not wear that. All I could do is put my head down and giggle to myself. At some point me and the son made eye contact and we both lost it. I don't think she saw us. Fingers crossed.

2. A SWEATER! There was a guy wearing a Winter sweater with bleach spots. It had to be at least 60 % wool. It was thick and he was sweating all over the place. "C'mon, buy a damn sweatshirt dude!" It's not the 80's and Olivia Newton John's Physical is not blaring out the gym speakers. Cut it out!

3. This is a combination one. To the lady with the personal trainer... "Listen to him. It's his job. That's what he gets paid to do. Don't complain, just go along with the workout." To the dude who only came to the gym to workout his lower back and then leave... " Get a personal trainer. It's his job. That's what he gets paid to do. That way we can all share the machine and you can get the help needed."

Hopefully this doesn't offend anyone, but if it does that means you are one of these people.

If you are wondering what I'm wearing in the picture, it's a heart rate monitor. It reads to the watch on my arm.

Sorry for the cheesy cell phone picture, but it's easier to download from my phone.
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Chocolate Cake

Another chill night. I got a chance to head to The Yardhouse and get a couple of beers to make me sleep a little better. We also grabbed some sinner from there too. Got to catch up with everyone and eat some chocolate cake with mint ice cream. It was my first time eating mint ice cream. I won't be doing it too many more times, but it did taste well with the cake.

I think that we spent most of our time people watching and looking around. The real to fake boob ratio seemed to be the biggest topic though. I got to stare and comment without being hit or called a pig. Ladies why is that? If there are women present when the discussion of boobs comes up it's okay to talk about them. If it's just us guys them we are pigs and assholes and someone ends up throwing a hoe or calling there boyfriend over because they feel offended. Not sure, you tell me.

The night was cool though. It ended in a heated argument about gun control. When it is appropriate to tell your children about gun safety, especially when your profession evolves around guns. I'm really not sure what the answer is. I know I learned about gun safety when I was about 7 years old. I kept asking grandfather about the gun. The only thing he would tell me is to not touch it and you pretty much know what happens next. I had to touch and see for myself and of course I got caught. Damn bad timing! It eventually lead to me shooting my first gun and it eventually lead to me steering clear of them too. I guess that's what happens when it puts you on your ass. Still to this day my heart starts racing when I get one in my hands. For work I've had to carry them, but that's as far as it goes. I left the country years ago.

The conversation sort of put a little damper on the night because someones wife lost it when it came to gun control, but life goes on and you do what works for you. I guess. I just hope that she realise that gun safety (education) never hurts anyone.
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Walter for President (Jeff Dunham)

Here is something to get you laughing this morning. I'm sure everybody knows a person like the characters in these videos. Cracks me up every time. Hopefully you get a kick out of it too.

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The Weekend Update

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Didn't really get a chance to get on here this weekend. Had a lot of blog posts to read. I had no clue so many of you posted during the weekend. It gave me something to do since I couldn't really get to sleep.

This weekend went by faster than I thought it would be. It went by way to damn fast. Seems like I was just wishing for Friday to come around the corner.

The pictures above are from this weekend. I'll try my best to explain them all throughout this post story.

I had a couple of friends come into town for a wedding of a mutual friend of ours. I was invited to the wedding,, so I got my me time in earlier in the day. We spent our time walking up and down the Strip. It was their first time here and they want to take in a few of the festivities. Too bad the heat was beating them down. We settle a bar outside, caught up, and drank until they had to return back to their hotel.

My roommates parents invited to go downtown with them to visit with a few relatives that were in town to visit. This post could really go south if I decided to tell you about them, so to keep it moving I'll skip talking about them. I will say if you own a home and bears and deers are your next door neighbors, Las Vegas may not be the first place for you visit. Baby steps are best in situations like this. We spent the night roaming through what is called Old Las Vegas. It's actually the original strip. It has all the stuff you used to see in the old movies. We hit up the buffet first. I'll be hitting the gym because I brought my pig genes with me eat.

We then set out on trek snapping pictures and looking like total tourist. They had a pretty cool light show at around 8 o'clock. It was broadcast on the ceiling that ran from one end to another. We got to take in a sax performer, spray paint artist, hand sculptor, and a live 80's cover band that wasn't that bad. Looks like that actually spent some time practices the songs. I hope no one saw me singing along to Jesse's Girl. Rick Springfield would be proud.
And she's watching him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it
Yeah 'n' he's holding her in his arms
Late, late at night

You know, I wish that I had Jessie's girl,
I wish that I had Jessie's girl
Where can I find a woman like that?
And believe it or not I finally know who the hell Journey is. I guess I have all along. Just never put the song to the artist. Hearing the song mad me flash back to every 80's movie I had ever seen. Mo and Brad can now get off my ass. I would also like to say that doesn't excuse any old jokes I may have made in earlier posts. I posted a youtube video in both of your honors.

Ode to Mo and Brad

Out of all the pictures, the one with the lady and the yellow purse is my favorite. The lady with the yellow purse was in front of me the whole show. The picture actually makes her look like she was moving fast, but she wasn't at all. I wanted so bad for her to catch the beat, but for some reason she was always ahead or behind it. She was doing one hell of those mean 80's 2 step to her own beat. I'm sure I wasn't the only one who noticed, but I bet I'm the only one to blog about it. The night ended with a few round of beers in front of the slot machines.

DVR and laundry.
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Another Friday, Another Visitor

It's Friday and the weekend is upon us and I have another visitor coming into town. There isn't any real plans left. I know that he's in town for a Las Vegas for the wedding of another guy that I served in the military with. Saying, "served with" makes me feel a little salty. Has a certain ring to it.I think the guy that's getting married is having a wedding theme. I always wondered what kind of people came to Las Vegas to get married and now I know. Question answered.

So camera I got the camera charging. The camera is itching for some new pics. Their should be plenty of oppurtunity to take plenty of pics, even if they are just of me.

The only thing that I'm for sure of is that I'm going to knock a few down tonight. A little relief tonight from a long week of craziness. Just going to make sure that this time I will be able to walk home on my own . Mr. Toilet might as well take the might off too. I won't be needed him.

Hope all is well in the blogisphere.
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All I Want To Do

Today is going to be one of those days where nothing happens for me at all. I plan on going down by the pool and just laying out and enjoying the rest of my Summer. The weather is starting to become manageable here. Not once have I felt like I was back in Iraq the last couple of weeks.

I got myself a cooler with a few drinks, my iPod and some sandwiches made and I plan on finishing the book I've been somehow reading for the last 4 months. That's the last time I read a book from recommendations. I paid for it so I feel it's my duty to finish. Mo sent me a Barnes and Nobles card in the mail so I'm going to get a new book here soon so I need to finish this one. I've only read one book this year, making me feel like a fool. I can feel my reading skills going out the door. My grandmother would be so proud.

I also got my camera back today. A picture post will be up tonight. Also some from the night I got acquainted with the toilet.

Hope all is rolling in the right direction for you.
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Quick One

I better clarify that last post.

It was just one of those things when you find out something that just knocks you off your feet. It's just a shock when you hear something about someone that you didn't know. It's not like any of it is a surprise either because he known to knock a few back and loose his mind.

Nothing drastic. At the end of the day things will go on like before.
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Ain't no Sunshine When the Truth Comes

"The meaning of the word truth extends from honesty, good faith, and sincerity in general, to agreement with fact or reality in particular. The term has no single definition about which a majority of professional philosophers and scholars agree, and various theories of truth continue to be debated. There are differing claims on such questions as what constitutes truth; how to define and identify truth; the roles that revealed and acquired knowledge play; and whether truth is subjective, relative, objective, or absolute."

The question of the day is, "Is it not the truth if a person just doesn't tell you about certain situations?" Because technically it's not a lie because you never asked and they never told. So does it know become a case of loyalty?

Today I had an Federal Investigator come to the house and interview me for one of my friends that's currently in the military. During the interview you get asked all kinds of questions ranging from character to financial to family. In my mind I thought I knew him pretty well. I was pumping him up. Saying all this great stuff because that's what I do. I'm a pretty slick talker when it comes to communication. She began to asks the same question again, but this time at the end of the questions she would say, "Are you positive?". I was for sure I was being honest. By the end of the interview I had resorted to saying, "At least to my knowledge.". When someone uses that at the end of a sentence 9 times out of 10, they're avoiding the truth.

I mean I thought I knew him as well as you can know a person, but boy wasn't I wrong as f%$#ing wrong. I wanted to tell her that she was lying through her teeth, but some of the stuff that she told me nobody could make up. The more she talked the more I wanted to get up and walk away.

I don't want to divulge too much information about the situation, but what I will say his criminal record is like a CNN breaking news profile.

I guess you don't always know.

Does it constitute as a lie? I'm not quite sure. I do feel it falls somewhere under the rules of truth. I will say I got a notch on my "now-dont-you-feel-stupid" belt.
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Negative Energys = What?

I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to say in this post. I think that I'll just start typing and see where it takes me for now.

Today I've been on the grind and got to read a few blogs today. The themes vibes have been centering around "positivity" or at least for the most part. Some of them were talking about negative things that are happening and corrective maintenance to get rid of said negativity.

I was thinking to myself if I fall into any of those catergories in people's lives. I know a few people do for me. I'm in a couple toxic relationships. I'm at the point where I just don't feel good when I'm around certain people. I tend to be drawn into relationships, whether they be a sexual or friendly relationship with someone who encourages you to do unhealthy or illegal things (every thing is illegal to me by the way). I'm sure most of you say to end these relationships and don’t look back, but it's difficult to just cut people out of your life. I'm always good in the beginning, but somehow I get drawn back in. I think it's the "old man" in me that's trying to save people. Guess I should leave that up to God or those kids riding around on bikes selling church out of their backpacks. They seem to have it all figured out.

I could change my or phone number, but what good would that do.

I guess I need to find myself some positive people to kick it with. It's Vegas people, like L.A. everyone is shallow. Maybe I'll get a boob job. It seems to always do the trick. Double D's make the world go round. Maybe I'll try yoga. There is a place down the street where I see women walking in with mats tucked under their arms. Looks like it would be interesting to just watch everything unfold. Sike! Not on my best day will I do that to my body.

Side tracked again, dammit! Back on subject.

I personally like a challenge in my life. I like to pursue the negative and bull doze over it or at least that's what I like to tell myself for some strange reason. I guess it wouldn't be life without challenges, eh?

I'll end this post with something from "The Cat Lady"...

Mo says, "I am also allowing myself permission to say no to things and people that have the potential to take me off course."

All Aboard!
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