Strange Australian commercial (a little sexual material, but safe for work)
That must be some world-class chicken.
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One guy's quest to make ends meet.
Strange Australian commercial (a little sexual material, but safe for work)
That must be some world-class chicken.
My sister had gone with some friends to one of the local sports bars a couple of times recently. One of the things they did was play darts.
Now she's gone and bought a dart board.
There will be no cover charge up until 9 pm and ladies get in free all night.
Before I found out most of the details on the horrific incident, I was saying RIP to Chris Benoit and family. Then I changed my tune after hearing more about the details and said RIP to Nancy and Daniel.
I still haven't been able to wrap my brain around what had happened.
Then I saw this interview (video) from a Houston paper talking to "King Booker". King Booker probably said it best:
"I just think it was a huge malfunction and whatever it was, we may never know. It's not for us to know. It's out of our hands and with God now."
God bless Nancy and Daniel. God forgive Chris Benoit. - Eric Bishchoff
Thanks to VHDawg, I'm hooked on the Liberty Meadows comic strip.
Today's strip is under review from my lawyers. I may have a case against them for copyright infringement. Sure they changed the guy's name to Frank, gave him more hair and glasses, but being the poor soul with no confidence is my gimmick.
By the way, you can check out this strip by clicking the links on the right. I plan on adding more cool links soon.
(p.s. the comic creator Cho has a knack for drawing the ladies)
I like music. Especially new rock music. That's why I listen to Rock 93.9 98% of the time while driving.
I don't like commercials. Especially the ones around here. That's when I flip to a different station and hope that there isn't a sucky song playing. I also flip when 93.9 plays a classic rock song (he types while listening to 93.9 online as they play Van Halen "Everybody Wants Some").
All this to say that while at work, I often listen to online radio stations. My latest discovery is Urge (it was in my latest Windows Media Player). A few of those stations are free, most require subscriptions. I listen to it because the stations there will play the same songs as 93.9, but also play cool new songs you won't hear on the radio here.
And no commercials! ... kinda.
Lately, they have been hyping this legislation going through Congress that would increase royalty fees online stations would have to pay. These stations would have to shut down as a result of the high costs.
Is this legit? I don't know, but I'd hate it if it were.
Today, stations had a day of silence. Don't let them go silent forever! (or some cheesy slogan like that)
(Hopefully the image shows. It does in preview.)
So, yeah, click and do something.
The story came out Monday that wrestler Chris Benoit and his family were found dead at their home. When I first saw this, it was towards the end of the RAW tribute show. I turned it on to see the ending of the championship bout when Benoit finally won the title.
(Chris Benoit, left, and Eddie Guerrero. Two of the best gone too soon.)
Afterwards, I began searching news sites and online groups to get details. Most reports had been coming in that it was being treated as a murder-suicide.
Stunned does not begin to describe how I was feeling.
Benoit was a consummate fan favorite. He was the underdog, of sorts. He wasn't the biggest or the most flashy. He was a pure, honest wrestler. He was not a sports entertainer.
Never saw any reports of him being disliked or known to become irrational. That's what makes this so strange.
I can't imagine marital problems had anything to do with it. He and his wife Nancy were the result of an affair on her part. She was married to one of the head bookers, who also wrestled for the organization. He wrote a storyline where he and Benoit fought for months on end because his on-screen character was afraid she was cheating on him with Benoit. Life imitated art, because the longer they played this out, the more Nancy and Chris fell for each other. She divorced her husband, married Chris and Benoit paid for it, for a while.
One report - or speculation, more likely - was that Nancy and their son had been deathly ill over the weekend. Chris skipped a couple of shows to travel back home. When he didn't return to the shows, management called the police to check on him. That's when the bodies were discovered. All three in separate rooms. No signs of gun use at all. No signs of forced entry.
Did the wife and son die from a sickness, leading Chris to suicide? Did she kill their son, try to cover it up, he snaps, then takes his own life? Did he plan this out in advance?
I'm so freaking confused. I don't know what to think. I don't want to think anything other than another talented wrestler was taken away from us way too soon.
RIP Crippler, Woman and Daniel.
Since I started working during the days at the office, I had to find an available parking spot. The closest free parking I could find was some five blocks away near the Capitol. Not too bad of a walk.
Now, the company has opened up a new parking lot for free. It's four blocks away, next to the Post Office. Also, not a bad walk, but there are fewer sidewalks on this route. And not as much shade. But it is free (unlike the other spot which is only free). And will always be available, unlike when the Legislature is in session.
I guess it depends on if I'd rather get beaten up then mugged or mugged then beaten up. (you know, because there are 1258 criminals for every 1 person in Jackson)
Kind of.
My sister found him (or her) in the backyard one day. Or at least found his (or her) "handy work", if you will. Then she was able to snap a photo of him (or her).
His name (or her name) is Binky. Unfortunately, Binky's diet consists of the plants my sister has worked hard to maintain to keep the backyard looking nice.
Don't fret. Binky will not be harmed. We hope to take Binky from the boredom of suburbia and free him (or her) to the fun world of wildlife.
(Isn't the purpose of having a blog the ability to post random videos and ramble about random things? Well, here goes.)
I could have picked a classic like "Fat" or "I Lost On Jeopardy", but I'll go with the most recent one. Besides, it kinda describes me.
By the way, bestest concert I've ever been to. No contest. MetallicA, KISS, Stone Temple Pilots, Cheap Trick, B.B. King, North MS Allstars, all of them are battling for a distant second place.
Looking at his tour dates, I see that he'll be in Charlotte in August. I have a friend who will be staying in Charlotte for an extended period of time during July/August.
When you have only a handful of items (say, 5 or less), it doesn't make much sense to stand in the checkout line behind someone with 30 or more items. Especially when there are those handy self-checkout lanes open.
Well, unless you really, REALLY like standing and waiting in lines.
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That's what I hear from my dad all the time. Sounds like common speak from the 'rents, right?
Wrong.
Here I am, still young, been working a steady job for over 4 years now. I'm not quite in bad of shape as Stanley Johnson is, but I feel like it. I would guess that I'm somewhere near my stomach.
Now I'm on my way to fixing this. It's taken some big cuts, mostly in things I used to do without thinking. Don't buy the fancy brands at the grocery store. Stop eating out so much (which has other benefits as well). Cut back on the social scene.
Ok, that last one is a joke. I don't have a social life.
I'm also looking at changing other aspects about me, such as getting another vehicle. (by the way, know anyone that wants to buy a nice Silverado?)
Man, what a first blog post. Get all preachy on the peeps. But it's a worthwhile message. And one that I'll hear each time before I hang up the phone.
Work hard and save your money.