I have been tagged by Kim (The Accountant (who is actually an auditor and if you ask her about taxes she'll rip your face off)) - basically, the game is that you write 20 things about yourself and then tag as many other people as long as it took you to write the 20 things.
Here are my 20 things:
1. I would spend my whole paycheck buying new music if Kate wouldn't kill me.
2. I say things at my work that would get me fired at a job that wasn't staffed by 99% males (not being racist or sexist, just being direct like "quit being incompetent and FIX this problem!").
3. My coworkers and most people who know me think I'm completely nuts.
4. I’m 6'3 2/4" but say I'm 6'4".
5. I wish my truck was a VW Turbo Diesel that got 600+ miles on a tank of gas.
6. I have a wife that I don't deserve and set her above all else.
7. I hate evangelicals mainly because i used to be one.
8. I would like to start a non-spineless democratic party and call it the Neutral Party and emphasize discussion rather than towing party lines.
9. I think Europe has its shit together in the social welfare aspect of society.
10. The last three places (over 50 miles away) I've been: Pittsburgh, PA, Tybee Island/Savannah, GA, and North Canton, OH.
11. Countries I've visited: Canaduh, Czech Republic, Austria, Netherlands, and Germany.
12. I wish it was Halloween every day.
13. I dream about being in a band and rocking my high school's socks off at the talent show.
14. I would sell your soul to take credit for writing any song by Nirvana, Smashing Pumpkins, Radiohead, Carpark North, Green Day, or Blink 182.
15. I waited 'til marriage.
16. Kate and I have dance offs to Good Charlotte or some random euro-dance music we have on i-Tunes on a regular basis.
17. Laughing Gas these HazMats... Gorillaz rule.
18. As Buddhist as I try to be, I do believe there is a violent, militant thing inside of me.
19. My fantasy football team SUCKS.
20. The Good Ol' Days will always mean my 8th grade 19-1 basketball season with the St. Mary's Blue Waves.. particularly the last game against St. Benedict and how I blocked "Skooter" like 11 million times. And yelled very loudly.
I can't tell time, so I'm tagging Bill Gates (he never writes me any more), James, Val, Garry, and J-Hixx. You're it!
The rantings, musings, poems, and arguments of a dude who was a drywall salesman and is now a pastor. Journey from 2004-2010.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Friday, September 23, 2005
Transbuddha.com ends the debate
People always are yelling one way or another about how the earth/universe came into being. Was it a big bang? Were we always here? Were we shat out of the giant turtle?
Michael Gange's Prelude to Eden proves that we were the aftermath of an electron battle'n a neuron.
Michael Gange's Prelude to Eden proves that we were the aftermath of an electron battle'n a neuron.
Monday, September 19, 2005
Seriously...
great local commercials can make or break ya. this one put that company out of biz-nass. i have no idea what they were smoking when they came up with this, but it is literally the worst thing i've ever seen!
Belated Obscar to this in the category of Most Obscene Use of Sub-par Acting.
Back in Ohio, we had The Lone-Arrangers and the Trunk Monkey as brilliant local commercials. Does anyone remember them? Or here in D.C. it's Ronny Mervus for Mervus Diamonds... Any other ones out there that bear recognizing?
Belated Obscar to this in the category of Most Obscene Use of Sub-par Acting.
Back in Ohio, we had The Lone-Arrangers and the Trunk Monkey as brilliant local commercials. Does anyone remember them? Or here in D.C. it's Ronny Mervus for Mervus Diamonds... Any other ones out there that bear recognizing?
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Utopia?
Garry as the ultimate leader? This is how I picture things to be if the EAG ever took over... only there'd be more computers. I love 1984 and this is a psuedo-spoof/Diet 1984... at least it's weird enough to work. Check out Channel 101's Utopia.
Also I love modern conceptionist art. Check out ZOOM, in a Dali-esque way it kicks ass!
Monday, September 12, 2005
Rustlin Up Respect
If your very presence in the cowpen causes the heffers to get nervous, it looks like you need to watch Rustlin Up Respect | an Unsinkable Ship Syndicate Production.
Also here's a horror-scope that goes along with this
"Your Sign" Jan 1. to Dec. 31
This is a good week to remember that love is not a game for cowards. It's also not fair, not played by any rules, and not a game you can win, so good luck, Romeo.
Also here's a horror-scope that goes along with this
"Your Sign" Jan 1. to Dec. 31
This is a good week to remember that love is not a game for cowards. It's also not fair, not played by any rules, and not a game you can win, so good luck, Romeo.
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Lie Girls... call 212-875-7000
Are you feeling lonely and in need of a pal? Call Lie Girls! Guaranteed to be in business for at least the next 3 years or so.
In other news, Mikey Moore is trying to blame Bush for his reaction to the devastation caused by Katrina. I blame it on the Weather Service who decided to name the hurricane so closely to Kitana, a Mortal Kombat character... don't politicize this tragedy. if you must blame anyone blame Midway who created Mortal Kombat and drove it into the ground with really really crappy movies.
In other news, Mikey Moore is trying to blame Bush for his reaction to the devastation caused by Katrina. I blame it on the Weather Service who decided to name the hurricane so closely to Kitana, a Mortal Kombat character... don't politicize this tragedy. if you must blame anyone blame Midway who created Mortal Kombat and drove it into the ground with really really crappy movies.
Monday, September 05, 2005
Today-borday is Labor Day!
Hey everybody! Back from the beach... we went to Tybee Island with Megan, Lauren and their dog Guinness. It was a blast! More on that later (and pictures to follow of course).
This labor day, i'd like for you to know that no one loves you like your mama loves you... but GreenTowel begs the question, who's love'n your mama?
This labor day, i'd like for you to know that no one loves you like your mama loves you... but GreenTowel begs the question, who's love'n your mama?
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