Friday, October 27, 2006

OOO, SO YOU BETTER MISS ME BITCHES!


Hey whores! I’m going on vacay* today for a week**, but I’ll be checking in periodically*** with random youtube clips and family/vacation rants! I’ll miss**** you all*****!!

* drinking binge in the Caribbean
**10 days
*** if “periodically” means “never”
**** thoughts of you will not cross my mind
***** all 3 of you

Thursday, October 26, 2006

TAKE NOTES FELLAS

this is waaaay to long to watch comfortably, but you might learn something...

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

SOMEONE GOT MY SATURDAY NIGHTS ON TAPE!!

This dog is hot shit, seriously this is how I spend all my free time!

CRACKHEADS


How fucking coked up is Kate Moss?? She’s either completely cracked out or she’s the worlds most insecure person. NO ONE has that much of an inferiority complex that they would not only have a sexual relationship with Pete Doherty, but then get pregnant AND engaged by and to him!! Right?? RIGHT?!?! Where are her friends?? Where are her parents?? If I were dating a publicly known drug addict my brothers would kick his ass and then mine! Someone needs to wake that bitch up and dry her out before she starts populating the world with crackhead supermodel babies.

CRAZY SHIT


Can you believe this shit that Heather Mills is coming out with regarding her divorce from Paul McCartney?! And I know, I know, I wasn’t involved in their personal life so how can I comment, but Heather is a KNOWN liar and fantasist and this is just the next logical step for her in her bid for money and complete notoriety. I just can’t see Sir Paul making her drag herself to the bathroom in the middle of the night because she couldn’t put her leg on, or stabbing her with a broken wine glass, or even saying something as ridiculous as telling her that she cannot breast feed because those breasts where “his”. WTF?!?!?!! That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard! Just for the sake of comparison this is a man who spent 30 years with his first wife, Linda, a devoted animal rights advocate and a vegetarian (whom Mills is now saying was also abused by Sir Paul and a woman who will use any type of sensational maneuver to get in the press. I don’t know, you decide.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Monday, October 23, 2006

ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST

I had another crapola date last night. First of all, the guy sends me 4 text messages before the date, even though we had already confirmed things the day before, consisting of 1. Are we still on, 2. what time? (WTF what time, what fucking time did we say yesterday??) 3. what’s the dresscode? and 4. so jeans are ok? UGH, I’m already fucking over you.

So I arrive and of course, it’s the one guy not in an ironic sweater with suede patches on the elbows that I am meeting. He’s wearing a work shirt from his fire company with a stretched out long sleeve thermal underwear shirt underneath that, really old jeans that are like a faded powder blue with old dirt stains, unshaven face. I get there and he’s doing shots. SHOTS on a first date?!?! Before I even ARRIVE?? So I sit, he loudly overshares that he’s not used to “YUPPIE BARS”. Then he makes me order our food because he “doesn’t know what those words mean”. He then orders his 3rd beer and now they are out of Corona so he has to order a Sierra Nevada Pale Ale and he lets me and the rest of the bar know that he “never drank a YUPPIE BEER” as he pulls out a well worn Corona beer cozy (I shit you not, a beer fucking cozy) to cover the SNPA label and his shame in being forced to drink something that doesn’t have “High Life” or “King of Beers” in the advertising. He calls me a yuppie and then the neighborhood a yuppie (does this guy know any other fucking words??) and when I try to explain the difference between yuppie (which the bar was not) and hipster/hoofus (which the bar was) he couldn’t see the difference and then let me know in no uncertain terms that I was “geographically undesirable”. ME?? He lives in Staten Fucking Island!!! I’m geographically undesirable? The only reason I went out on this shitty date with this assclown was because we set it up like 3 weeks ago and I kept blowing him off but he worked in the neighborhood and was amenable to meeting not far from my place. (I’ve gotten so lazy with dating that now that I won’t date anyone who makes me go someplace to meet them on the first date, they have to meet me and not more than 1 mile from my apt or I don’t go. True story.).

So at this point I am just trying to figure out an out because he’s started hinting about getting some gum so “we won’t have garlic breath” and really, there is no way that we are going to be in a position to worry about our breath, I’d rather make out with the bartender who btw knows that this is a “blind date” because this moron has been telling her all about me whenever I go to the bathroom and in between his shots of SoCo and Lime. Finally after his 9th beer and 4th shot I tell him that I have to go home to be up early today and then he doesn’t even offer me a ride home!! He brings his motorcycle with the one seater which means he had no intentions of being a gentleman at all!! It’s just as well though, because I really do not want him knowing where I live but still, saying “you ok to walk home by yourself?” isn’t getting you a second date. So now I am walking home and he has texted me 5 times. FIVE FUCKING TIMES. He wants to go to Coney Island and get a Nathan’s hotdog and ride the Cyclone, he wants to go see an IMAX movie, he wants to go the Botanical Gardens… Is this guy for fucking real? He shows up in dirty old clothes looking like he may have a problem with hygiene, then he makes derogatory comments all through the evening about me, my neighborhood, the restaurant, the food, he drinks WAY TOO MUCH for a first date, and then he makes me walk home by myself and he thinks we’re going out again? Don't hold your breath, assface.

WTF?!?!

Thursday, October 19, 2006

CHEAP AND TACKY

I recently got an invitation to a wedding of a friend of friend, and I was appalled to see that it would be a cash bar. CASH BAR FOLKS!! Are you fucking kidding me? I am going to spend hundreds of dollars on your bachelorette party, bridal shower, wedding gift, dress and shoes for the wedding itself, transportation to and fro, hotel room for the night and various other expenses and you can't even buy me a fucking drink?! How tacky is this?? And what is even more galling is the fact that this couple has rented one of the most expensive wedding halls in the area!! This fat bitch who I don't even LIKE, is so pretentious and competitive, she buys Tiffany jewelry because her friend buys it, Coach handbags because another friend collects them, Jimmy Choo shoes because I wear them and now she needs to rent a hall to act like she's so "classy and trendy" but fucking makes her guests pay for their own drinks!! This is going to have the complete opposite effect than what she is going for because instead of people talking about how wonderful her reception was and how thrilled they were to be there, they are instead going to bitch about how cheap the cash bar was. Good, this tasteless cow deserves nothing better. In any event, I'm not going, I am going to save my money and send her the cheapest gift on her registries (she has 3).

KITTIES

I don't know why I'm posting these....

Probably because I have ladybits (vagina).




Wednesday, October 18, 2006

PLEASE STOP THE MADNESS

Can someone please put a stop to all these celebrity adoptions?! If Britney Spears goes and adopts an African kid like she's been threatening because Madonna is her hero (her fucking HERO), I am going to flip the fuck out. I am a product of adoption and I support it 100% but come on, you can't help but think that adopting a child for celebrities is the new teacup yorkie and not just any child, a child of "color". Hello, RACIST anyone?! If you really want to help these people, why don't you adopt one of those Eastern European kids that are forced into the sex trade at age 3 and now are so fucked up, they can't function and could use your money for therapy or how about a Mexican kid, or better yet, how about one in America, what too "real" for you?? Are Africa and Asia the only continents with orphans? Or how about this, instead of taking a kid that has a father AND a grandmother Madonna, why don't you just give $1,000,000 to one of those orphanages so ALL the kids benefit. Do you have any idea how far that would go?! Or how about making a trip out there every year to teach these people to farm and evolve so they can get out of poverty? Or hey, what if you even donated money to have full time doctors out there to help with the disease that runs rampant from poor diet and irrigation?! I know people adopt children all the time and for the right reasons and I applaud that, but most celebrities do everything with a cold calculating PR person whispering in their ear. These self righteous assholes act like they are bringing the plight of these countries to everyone's notice but all they are doing is garnering publicity for themselves.

AM I TOO OLD TO GET THIS??

What is with these ridiculous names that rap and hip-hop artists affect? I understand that celebrities/artists/assclowns like to have a stage name but I really don't get it, so maybe someone can help me out. Below is a random sampling with their real name as well. They're imaginitive, to say the least.

Young Leek - Talik Baker
Beenie Man - Anthony Moses David
B-Legit - Brandt Jones
Droop-E - Earl Stevens Jr.
Gangsta Boo - Lola Mitchell
Killah Priest - Walter Reed

Kurupt - Ricardo Brown
Lord Finesse - Robert Hall
Oowee - Walter Tucker
Peedi Crack - Pedro Zayas
Sticky Fingaz - Kirk Jones
Young Bleed - Glenn Clifton Jr.
Young Real - Rajal Wisdom II
Yukmouth - Jerold Ellis Jr.

Monday, October 16, 2006

A DOG'S REVENGE


I forgot to take the garbage out with me this morning and when I got home of course my dog has eaten through it all day and now she is farting and it reeks. Not really a rant, it was my fault for forgetting to take it out, a dog's gotta do what a dog's gotta do, but seriously, since I've gotten home she's just been crop dusting all over the place. There are very few things that are more rancid than a dog passing wind.

I WON'T LIKE IT, TRUST ME

Why do people think it's appropriate to impose themselves on other people?? I have a friend who has the worst taste in movies, I mean seriously, I watch some crappy movies (Rob Schneider comes to mind) but this person is alway recommending some shit with Tara Reid or Robin Williams and you just KNOW that the movie is going to suck without even seeing a preview but they insist that it was "so hilarious dude, fucking laughed my ass my off, you gotta see it you'll love it, I promise". And even after you tell this person that you hate the movies they are always recommending they still have to do it.

Or my friend who is always telling me to try some half assed, about to be shut down restaurant in some random place in Queens or some "amazing" new Ethopian place that's always "in that place that looks like an abandoned luggage factory but really isn't". Listen asshat, the last I checked Ethopians eat rice that we send over there in air cargos and like dingo meat, why the fuck would I want to risk my life by getting botulism poisoning to go to a place where even cabs don't go?!

Here's a tip folks. I don't like anything. Just because you feel the need to be so *trendy* it hurts, leave me the fuck out of it. I have trust issues, so the minute you start in about me liking that movie, that restaurant, your doctor, your nephew who takes shits that look like dead presidents, your friend(s), your outfit or anything else where I have not been directly involved in the decision making process, believe me it guarantees that I will hate it, so save your breath and our friendship by never recommending anything to me again.

ME TIME

I was talking to my one *friend* at work today (well basically ranting as usual) about how everyone I work with are mentally challenged and how I'm so much better than them (I am, trust me) and listing out today's retardedness and then she chimes in with her "oh I know, like earlier blah blah...". Dude, WTF?! This is my rant, my anger, my expressiveness!! Don't fucking interrupt my unconstructed diatribes to give me an example of your shitty co-workers!! I don't care about you, this is MY TIME motherfucker. If she does this again, I will have to find another person to rant to, teach her a lesson on interrupting.

WINTER'S COMING

Time to find someone special to snuggle up with!!

NEW PHONE

I just bought this new Treo smartphone and this thing is so fucking smart that the text messaging does not work. Oh way to be a genius there smartphone, you're so busy showing me how to connect to the internet and record videos that you forgot how to do basic functions like fucking TEXT MESSAGING!! Don't get me wrong, it's a hot phone, but it pisses me off when phones get too fancy and then you can't do all the things you used to do on them - like you have to find other ways to do them. I'm already fucking evolved, if this phone thinks it's gonna have me do things "smarter" it's got another thought coming. Although it did take me a like a fucking day to figure out how to turn it on. So maybe it wouldn't hurt if I read that 200 page manifesto it calls a manual.

EBAY

I think bidders on ebay have to be some of the stupidest people alive. I mean you get these people together in a room with the retarded guy in my neighborhood who walks around shouting gibberish and with his face and shirt covered in drool and the retarded guys' IQ goes up 50 points. It drives me nuts when the auction is lasting 5, 7, 10 days whatever, and some asshat starts bidding like he's fucking Rockefeller on the second fucking day!! Or the people that ask stupid questions like "is that the real color of the item in the pictures?" or "what's the shipping charge to Kansas?" Read the fucking listing you morons, all this shit is there! I'm convinced that these people are people that online food delivery and universities, were created for. Stupid, lazy, porn and cheeto addicted fatasses who can't think for a second or it might burn a calorie, they need to troll ebay bidding on shit that they can never afford and asking random questions so they can get a response and feel like a functioning part of society. Well you're not, so stop driving up the price of the crap I want and annoying me.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THIS MESSAGE


When did it become standard for all these politicians to "approve this message" on their commercials? I noticed it a few years ago, but now it seems like all of them do this. What is the reasoning behind this?? Obviously you'd have to approve it because you're in the fucking ad to begin with and otherwise it wouldn't be airing, correct? I mean I can't see some rogue campaign staffer putting up a TV ad without it being approved, like it wouldn't trace right back to him? Who the fuck cares if you approve the message, they're all lying, closeted homosexual, money grubbing bastards anyway.

ACT OF ALEC?


What the fuck is with people?!?!? As soon as Cory Lidle's plane crashed into that that apartment building on the UES, the first thought that came out was "was this terrorism?" or "no word whether this was an act of terrorism" or "no link to terrorism found YET" or the best - courtesy of Wolf Blitzer "How could this happen just five years after 9/11?". Are you fucking kidding?! Give me a goddamn break, a man farts on the the train these days and its a fucking act of terrorism! Sometimes idiots are flying planes and they crash, that's it. I mean seriously, terrorists figure they would shoot down a 2 seater airplane and launch it through an UES apartment building in the middle of the morning when normal people are at work. Yes, that's giving us pause. You knock out a few hack writers and actors and POTUS takes notice and wants to negotiate. Are these *terrorists* Polish?! And what the fuck is with all the "witnesses" they have on video? Did they find the craziest people living in NYC to interview? Do they all just congregate on the UES to begin with?! All I can say is thank God we can still make fun of the gays, because if you can't laugh at a homo, then THE TERRORISTS WIN.