I like frogs

Why do people call pokemon Pokey Mans? Do they really not know the name? I doubt it. The spelling doesn't look anything like pokeyman. Nobody would actually mispronounce it that way. Certainly not a large enough population that the mispronunciation should be as widespread as it is. No. It is obviously a method of mocking the children's game. Many time, I believe it is a term used to represent that an adult is unwilling to confess that he is aware of gaming culture enough to pronounce a weird Japanesey ...

It seems like a pretty stupid idea now. I have a hard enough time finding a girl who's smart enough, sexy enough, and strong enough that I'd like to fertilize her eggs. If she had a kid, the last thing I'm going to do it pop it into my mouth on a night when there isn't any ketchup in the fridge to put on my salami sandwich. But I guess we really have to consider the times. This is, like, the 21st century. Society has had 136 million years of development between phytosaurs and modern homosapiens. ...

So, It's time for what I am going to call, uh:
[B]The Annual Anecdote of the Day[/B]

You see, back when I was a kid, I used to take these regular trips to Melbourne to watch a bunch of young punks beat on each other in our little kid zone where Kids Rule until their dad would run in all angry and shout stuff like, "Kids don't rule here anymore!!!"

So that's why I was there.
Anyhow, the two facts you need to know are these: On a long and lonesome ...

Just quit breaking the freaking laundry machine!

We only have 2 of them per floor. And two dryers.
I know it sounds petty, but it is irritating to feel the need to run out and check to see whether the machines are "working" before going through the preparations for doing the laundry. It's annoying to need to do laundry, to know that there are machines available to me, and then to have to drive down the road to use a laundromat because literally HALF the time, let me ...

I know you all like it when I talk about how impressive and knowledgable a Christian I am in comparison to all the tools who come into my store and try to act righteous and pretentious because you know that every time I put them down, I boast, which is the awesome, glorious, sinful culmination of all who accuse others of being hypocrites. I become a hypocrite myself. Then it's all, "lol you stupid fool! You betray your lack of knowledge and faithfulness by professing that you have any at all!" ...

The truth is that I know how to learn Spanish. All I need to do is enter into an intimate relationship with a Cuban. I just haven't gotten around to it yet, and for that, I apologize to everybody who is miserable enough to have to look me in the eye and ask, "habla espanol?"
Anyway, I was going to discuss my adventures in Chile in another thread, but then I remembered that it's better to blog about such things than it is to pollute the forums with irrelevant anecdotes.
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I gotta stop writing these angry blogs.
I'm just in a very unusual and stressful financial situation right now.
I was going to try and wait until this left the main page before deleting it, as a matter of face or class or something like that, but forget it.

Claimer: I want to apologize beforehand for anything offensive that you may read in this blog. The following information is probably going to be largely based on a point of view that is not universal and potentially aggressive.


I recently read an article suggesting that modern atheists are not only more moral than most Christians, but also more educated in all things, including Christianity and other religions in general. It was filled with solid information that, by and large, ...

I used to work at a bar restaurant, so most of my time was spent squelching my fury, working out math in my head to determine how long I had before I needed to speak with anybody at my many tables in order to make my customers feel like they were enjoying a genuine experience and looking at the rear ends of all the 18-25 year old babes who knew that wearing tights is a great way to make better tips. On the off days, I could walk up to one of them and say something like, "Man it's slow. At least ...

As you're well aware, I tend to ruin my reputation at the very moment it starts moving up.
If you are not aware, I suggest you become one. We could use more wares. Lerts too.
Anyway, I suppose it's time for me to whine and gripe about how fat I've become since I quit ranching and became a desk jockey, writing and working computers and all that other sedentary work.
It happened at that peculiar time in a man's life where his metabolism starts slowing. Age crept up on me as I crept ...