Is Brett Favre that good…..

Or are Arizona Cardinals just that bad. Favre threw for 6 touchdowns in todays win over the Cards. Problem is that the Cards defense is just that sloppy to help Favre reach a career milestone.

Yes – the Arizona Cardinals still suck after all these years!

CNBC Mad Money Videos

Keep an eye on your money!

I’m back online, Fuckers!

So it’s been a while since I hopped on here and wrote some shit. Who ever you are – reading this – going forward I am writing what I see and how I feel.

Right now I am feeling pretty good only because I just threw down a nice healthy Chipotle burro bowl with a DP chaser. Now I feel like I gotta shit, but I am going to hold off until I gets home where it’s safe and comfortable.

Have I ever told you how much I thoroughly dislike my ex-wife. Hate is a strong word, so I will use it. I hate her! There – I used it. She is such a piece of garbage – but more on that as my life goes on. Don’t worry – there will be plenty of opportunities to read about that piece of shit later.

The weather is getting nice as we are now officially in the Fall season. I live this time of year. I get all goofy and stuff. Football and holidays – how fun. Holidays are generally the time I start doing a bit of the old drinking – never while behind the wheel of course.

I been seeing lots of college girls and women walking around and they look HOT. I’m such a pig – I know, but hey I’m the normal horny American guy!

Well, done for now – lunch is over. Back to work. More later!

Peace

I’m back online, Fuckers!

So it’s been a while since I hopped on here and wrote some shit. Who ever you are – reading this – going forward I am writing what I see and how I feel.

Right now I am feeling pretty good only because I just threw down a nice healthy Chipotle burro bowl with a DP chaser. Now I feel like I gotta shit, but I am going to hold off until I gets home where it’s safe and comfortable.

Have I ever told you how much I thoroughly dislike my ex-wife. Hate is a strong word, so I will use it. I hate her! There – I used it. She is such a piece of garbage – but more on that as my life goes on. Don’t worry – there will be plenty of opportunities to read about that piece of shit later.

The weather is getting nice as we are now officially in the Fall season. I live this time of year. I get all goofy and stuff. Football and holidays – how fun. Holidays are generally the time I start doing a bit of the old drinking – never while behind the wheel of course.

I been seeing lots of college girls and women walking around and they look HOT. I’m such a pig – I know, but hey I’m the normal horny American guy!

Well, done for now – lunch is over. Back to work. More later!

Peace

“Rosetta Stoned” by Tool from the “10,000 Days” Album

Great song – the bass lines and the pulse of the rhythms are awesome – not to mention that the lyrics are very thought provoking or make no sense depending on what kind of critical thinker you are.

 


 

Alrighty, then … picture this if you will.

10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes,
in my “need to know” pose, just outside of Area 51
Contemplating the whole “chosen people” thingy
when a flaming stealth banana split the sky
like one would hope but never really expect
to see in a place like this.
Cutting right angle donuts on a dime
and stopping right at my Birkenstocks,
and me yelping…

Holy fucking shit!

Then the X-Files being,
Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan
with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of
vanilla Chig Champa
Did a slow-mo Matrix descent
Outta the butt end of the banana vessel
And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw,
and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip,
and all I could think was: 
“I hope Uncle Martin here doesn’t notice
that I pissed my fuckin’ pants.”

So light in his way,
Like an apparition, [that]
He had me crying out,
“Fuck me
It’s gotta be
the Deadhead Chemistry
The blotter got [right] on top of me
Got me seein’ E-motherfuckin’-T!”

And after calming me down
with some orange slices
and some fetal spooning,
E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose.
He said, “You are the Chosen One,
the One who will deliver the message.
A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
and a warning for those who do not.”
Me. The Chosen One?
They chose me!!!
And I didn’t even graduate from fuckin’ high school.

You’d better…
You’d better…
You’d better…
You’d better listen.

Then he looked right through me
With somniferous almond eyes
Don’t even know what that means
Must remember to write it down
This is so real
Like the time Dave floated away
See, my heart is pounding
‘Cause this shit never happens to me

I can’t breathe right now!

It was so real,
Like I woke up in Wonderland.
All sorta terrifying
I don’t wanna be all alone
While I tell this story.
And can anyone tell me why
Y’all sound like Peanuts parents?
Will I ever be coming down?
This is so real
Finally, it’s my lucky day
See, my heart is racing
‘Cause this shit never happens to me

I can’t breathe right now!

You believe me, don’t you?
Please believe what I’ve just said!
See the Dead ain’t touring
And this wasn’t all in my head.
See, they took me by the hand
And invited me right in.
Then they showed me something
I don’t even know where to begin.

Strapped down [to] my bed
Feet cold [and] eyes red
I’m out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Can’t remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed.

Hey …

Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
Such a heavy burden now to be the One
Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending,
To write it down for all the world to see.

But I forgot my pen
Shit the bed again …
Typical.

Strapped down [to] my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I’m out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Sunkist * and Sudafed
Gyroscopes and infrared
Won’t help, I’m brain dead
Can’t remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed

I can’t remember what they said to me
Can’t remember what they said to make me out to be the hero
Can’t remember what they said
Bob help me!
Can’t remember what they said

[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know

God damn, shit the bed!

“Rosetta Stoned” by Tool from the “10,000 Days” Album

Great song – the bass lines and the pulse of the rhythms are awesome – not to mention that the lyrics are very thought provoking or make no sense depending on what kind of critical thinker you are.

 


 

Alrighty, then … picture this if you will.

10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes,
in my “need to know” pose, just outside of Area 51
Contemplating the whole “chosen people” thingy
when a flaming stealth banana split the sky
like one would hope but never really expect
to see in a place like this.
Cutting right angle donuts on a dime
and stopping right at my Birkenstocks,
and me yelping…

Holy fucking shit!

Then the X-Files being,
Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan
with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of
vanilla Chig Champa
Did a slow-mo Matrix descent
Outta the butt end of the banana vessel
And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw,
and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip,
and all I could think was: 
“I hope Uncle Martin here doesn’t notice
that I pissed my fuckin’ pants.”

So light in his way,
Like an apparition, [that]
He had me crying out,
“Fuck me
It’s gotta be
the Deadhead Chemistry
The blotter got [right] on top of me
Got me seein’ E-motherfuckin’-T!”

And after calming me down
with some orange slices
and some fetal spooning,
E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose.
He said, “You are the Chosen One,
the One who will deliver the message.
A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
and a warning for those who do not.”
Me. The Chosen One?
They chose me!!!
And I didn’t even graduate from fuckin’ high school.

You’d better…
You’d better…
You’d better…
You’d better listen.

Then he looked right through me
With somniferous almond eyes
Don’t even know what that means
Must remember to write it down
This is so real
Like the time Dave floated away
See, my heart is pounding
‘Cause this shit never happens to me

I can’t breathe right now!

It was so real,
Like I woke up in Wonderland.
All sorta terrifying
I don’t wanna be all alone
While I tell this story.
And can anyone tell me why
Y’all sound like Peanuts parents?
Will I ever be coming down?
This is so real
Finally, it’s my lucky day
See, my heart is racing
‘Cause this shit never happens to me

I can’t breathe right now!

You believe me, don’t you?
Please believe what I’ve just said!
See the Dead ain’t touring
And this wasn’t all in my head.
See, they took me by the hand
And invited me right in.
Then they showed me something
I don’t even know where to begin.

Strapped down [to] my bed
Feet cold [and] eyes red
I’m out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Can’t remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed.

Hey …

Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
Such a heavy burden now to be the One
Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending,
To write it down for all the world to see.

But I forgot my pen
Shit the bed again …
Typical.

Strapped down [to] my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I’m out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Sunkist * and Sudafed
Gyroscopes and infrared
Won’t help, I’m brain dead
Can’t remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed

I can’t remember what they said to me
Can’t remember what they said to make me out to be the hero
Can’t remember what they said
Bob help me!
Can’t remember what they said

[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know
[We] don’t know, [and we] won’t know

God damn, shit the bed!

The ESP B-2005 Bass

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