Monday, December 28, 2009

No texting, no blackouts .... just fun

Oh God I feel stuffed like a fucking pig. OK, that picture looks terrible. I admit it. It's not my fault, it's the holidays! OK, slightly my fault. Christmas get together turns into an all you can eat buffet and unlimited alcohol until your mother decides you had enough. I didn't eat too much, but I did end up drinking quite a bit. Glasses and glasses of wine. Then came the rum (El Dorado, Guyana rum) n' coke. And there I went.
Now, let's get one thing straight, I am NOT an angry or fucked up when tipsy/drunk. In fact, I am the opposite. I am pleasant to be around, I continue joking to make others laugh, I sing (Yes, that is something I ALWAYS do when I drink .... even if I am a little shy or don't really want to sing), I will dance (thank God I did not on Christmas eve), and so on. I am FUN when tipsy/drunk. And I am glad I am that way when I drink because I never want to make others feel uncomfortable around me.
What surprised me the most is that I did NOT drunk text anyone !!! I am quite happy I did not do that. I think this is the first time I did NOT text while drinking alcohol. I am shocked. I am surprised. Let's celebrate *raises glass of Champagne*

**To be continued**

No texting, no blackouts .... just fun (Part Two)

So, I guess I said there would be a part two. Or if you would like to call it, a continuation from the last blog. Well, sorry to disappoint, but I got nothing. Zero. I have craving for chocolate, though. Fuck. Crunch. Crunch.
Oh, and in case you are wondering, I wrote this blog MONDAY, but since there are TWO parts to it I decided to change the date it would be blogged. Confused? Well, figure it out for yourself. Geez. Seriously, I got nothing. I just wanted to waste your time.

HAHAHAHAHAHA

OK.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Like The Sun Disappears Only To Reapear ....

Yes, one of my favorite Rage Against the Machine song is called Maria. Such a great song lyrically. In fact, it is so well written (and powerful too!) that I will post the lyrics here. For Video.

Maria by Rage Against the Machine

The sun ablaze as Maria's foot
Touches the surface of sand
On Northern Land
As human contraband
Some Rico from Jalisco
Passed her name to the boss
She stuffed ten to a truckbed
She clutches her cross
Here come the exhaust
And it rips through her lungs
Shes off fast to the pasture
Like cattle shell cross
Degree 106
Sweat and vomit are thrown
And she prays and suffocates
Upon the memories of home
Of Yankee guns for blood debts on the loans
Of smoldering fields, rape, rubble and bones
Of graves hidden trapped up in visions of war
Of nothing, no one, nobody, no more
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
And through history's rivers of blood she regenerates
And like the sun disappears only to reappear
Shes eternally here
Her time is near,
Never conquered but here

To tear away at the mask

And now she got a quota
The needle and thread crucifixion
Sold and shipped across the new line
of Mason Dixon
Rippin' through denim
The point an inch from her vein
The foreman approach
His steps now pound in her brain
His presence it terrifies
And eclipses her days
No minutes to rest
No moments to pray
And with a whisper
He whips her
Her soul changed to his will
"My job is to kill if you forget to take your pill"
Her arm jerks
The sisters gather round her and scream
As If in a dream
Eyes on the crimson stream
Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to the floor
I am nothing, no one, nobody, no more
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
And through history's rivers of blood she regenerates
And like the sun disappears only to reappear
Maria she's eternally here
Her time is near,
Never conquered but here

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I know I said I wouldn't talk about Rage Against the Machine for a while, but I just had to mention this song. I had to. :P

Thursday, December 17, 2009

The Right, The Left, The Left

At it again. Should be studying for my Italian exam tomorrow, but I really haven't been able to settle myself in. I know that there is not a legit, or at least a decent excuse for it, but when you have to wait a full two weeks for an exam you do get careless. Not saying that I am being careless - I have been overwhelmed with other "things." Nothing sexual you dumbass! I needed a laugh. That said, tomorrow night brings an end to this OK semester. I say OK because it had its ups and downs. However, it was better then the previous two semesters. :)

Lesson of the day: Do not wear a cap in winter! I walked into the dentists office with red fucking ears. UGH! Paint my face white, add some sparkles, a wig and I would look like a clown. The only place in my house that is warm right now is my room. Yes, I've locked myself inside for the past 5 hours! I need warmth!

I wish I can enlighten your day even more, but I don't have anything else to add. However, I think I will be blogging much more in the next 2-3 weeks. Of what? Who knows? Fun to be 21.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

The Bandanna is Back: I am psyched

I am fucking ecstatic! Fucking "A." Seriously. I know I should be studying Italian for my upcoming and only exam this Friday, but it is really hard. I just saw plenty of footage on the Guns n' Roses live concert in Taipei, which was December 11 - the start of their Chinese Democracy tour. Holy Shit. Damn. I heard and saw Axl Rose sing live in 2006 (on youtube of course) and I thought he still had some considering not singing live in many, many years. And the fact that at the time he was 44 years old, but let's not forget how he still has a voice after all the yelling in the late 80s and early 90s.
Anyways, I saw a shitload of their live songs in Taipai and I've been blown away. Fuck, Axl Rose still has it. Even BETTER than his voice in 2006. You already know, but I will say it again because I am too excited - I am going to watch Guns n' Roses live in January! :D

Welcome To The Jungle live in Taipei, 2009

Paradise City live in Taipei, 2009

OH, another thing ..... the BANDANNA IS BACK!!! w000000000000000000t

Sunday, December 13, 2009

So, here I am sitting on my ass ......

I guess it's some sort of coincidence that my last three blogs (including this one) happened on a Sunday. Baaahaaa, I guess I should pat myself on the shoulder. Enough of these kinky remarks and weird expressions that build up to nothing. Actually, let me take a break and rethink what the fuck I just wrote. Now, I know what you are thinking, "why don't you just edit and delete what you wrote if you are not satisfied or if you think (and it does) sound stupid, dumbass!" Well, you see by doing so it would defeat the whole purpose of this blog. Now, maybe I should take a real coffee break to let all that sink in to you.

Fuck, I could talk about hockey but I'm not in the mood and I think that would bore you to death if you are not already. I did take several days off from writing this poem/lyric I have been working on last tuesday and wednesday. I am trying to make it into a five (5, for the dummies) part poem/lyric. I wrote five and a half (5 1/2, for the dummies ..... again), but I only kept four (4), which still need some editing to be done. I'm thinking that my current fourth (4) part will be my last part (fifth .... 5). That said, I need a fourth (4) part, which at this moment I am not sure how to start it and what to say, really. I guess the smartass' can say I have that thing you call writer's block. Yeah, I called you (whoever is reading) a smartass!

On to the next one. Oh, and by the way I am not blogging the five (5) part poem/lyric on my other blog when it is done. Not anytime soon, anyways. Just thought I'd shove it out there. You know? So, what else can I beat you with? Having days off and not working sucks. Yup, seriously. I have to wait until next friday for my ONLY exam. It is the same day when I can hand in my final essay paper. So, I guess the smartass' would say, "hey there, that's two birds with one stone." Yeah, ummm .... then I am done. That said, I really need to keep busy these next 10-20 days. Active. Keep active. Fuck.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Knees, Shoulders and Pads

What's there to talk about? Well, today I have been drinking coffee like water. O.K that sounds weird, in a way. Then again, the whole point of this blog is to bring laughter, comic and fun. I don't think I need to remind you of that, but I am just in case there are new insane bloggers sneaking in.
As usual, I have nothing to talk about or anything to bring up that I would think would interest you ghosts. Then again, that is the point of the blog. It's about NOTHING. Like Seinfeld, but with inferior writing skills to Larry David.
Oh, I did play street hockey for 3-4 hours yesterday with my cousins. God was it intense. Boy, did I realize that I am not in shape. Physical game, of course. Loads of checking. I like playing that way anyways. And I am not the type to exaggerate, but I do have a wicked wrist/toe-drag shot. Pretty damn accurate. Anyways, I suffered. I woke up with pain. It is a bitch to walk up the stairs. For some reason my ass hurts (NO, nothing sexual!!!). I almost dislocated my shoulder twice - one being the fact that I put all my force in a slapshot and I missed (fuck, did that hurt!), the other .... well, I was checked into the cement wall. That's nothing, there is more. I got hit in the left ear with the ball (thank God it is not a heavy ball) - still a lil' swollen. Then, knee first into the cement while attempting my Brett Hull one timer! OOOhhh, that stung. But I got to say, my Brett Hull one timers are pretty fucking sweet.
Although I suffered from playing hockey, I will play again and again and again. In fact, my cousins and I are planning to play every weekend. Probably move to ice hockey when the weather permits.

There, I got nothing else.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Good Afternoon to you, too

Debates. Nothing like them, huh? Oh, some can be extremely exciting. Others, well can be a pain in the ass, but still fun to listen to. Take for example my cousin and our friend debating about what a slut and a whore is. That was 3 weeks ago. Conclusion: well, they had their mindset on what each was and agreed to disagree. Hell, I fucking suggested they look in a dictionary or something to see who is right. Did they? Nope. Stubborn bums. LMAO. Anyways, fast forward 3 weeks and we still got the same debate going on. Stretching for a good half hour in the car. As this went on, I couldn't help but laugh the entire time. Hey! You would too. Oh, and by the way my cousin is a girl. Just in case you were thinking it was two guys debating what exactly is a slut and a whore. Debates can be fun. Yup.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Tough Decision to Make

Oh man. Marc Savard MAY be returning tomorrow night against Atlanta. But he may not. Either way I need to start thinking who to drop in my Fantasy hockey team as it is the only way to activate Savvy. I am definitely not dropping a winger. I cannot.

Here's my team:
C- Henrik Sedin
C- Patrice Bergeron
LW- Alexander Ovechkin
LW- Dennis Penner
RW- Daniel Alfredson
RW- Ales Kotalik
D- Scott Neidermayer
D- Drew Doughty
D- Dennis Wideman
D- Kimmo Timonen
UTILITY- Bill Guerin (RW)
BENCH- Derek Morris (D)
BENCH- Mike Fisher (C)
BENCH- James Neal (LW)
IR- Andrei Markov
IR- Marc Savard

I think it will be between Patrice Bergeron and Mike Fisher. FUCK!! I love Bergy as a player and I still believe he will have an awesome year. As for Fisher, well he started the season very well with 9 goals and 5 PP points (also important in the league). I am currently in first place (I have been in first place like 90% of the time so far this season). The thing is, if Savvy does not play this week, then I can wait another weak before making a decision. Then again, what if Savvy plays tomorrow and I still have him on IR??? That can mean I cannot use him for Friday either (that's TWO games!!!) since it takes a day or two to active a player off IR. Bitch! Any advice?? Yes, I know I have several Boston players (Thomas as goalie as well, along with Emery and Rinne). But it is not like I choose the worst ones. Come on!: Wideman, Savvy, Bergy, Morris, Thomas!!

Friday, November 13, 2009

Quite funny

So, I have been really enjoying this Harry Connick Jr. guy. Great voice. I never thought I'd really get into that kind of music. Don't get me wrong, it's good, but I never thought it would really get to me. Good shit!

Discuss.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Why do I keep drinking this coffee?

Come to think of it, I should get back to blogging some neat stuff on this so called blog of mine. Who knows, maybe I'll be talking about toys, cartoons, pens, folders, painted walls or something exquisite. Hell, why not birds? There is no moral lesson in this blog post. Sorry, father and the holy spirit. Hell, I don't even think I engaged in any sort of moral lesson in this entire blog. OK, maybe once. Twice? Three times? Max. Anyways, what was I trying to say? You know, more often than not I can concentrate while having music playing (not too loud, of course), but this time I cannot (some Portuguese music!). No, I do not understand one single freaking word. Don't even ask me to pronounce any of the words. Actually, come to think of it, I may be able to read some of the words. Sipping this coffee, milk bullshit thing isn't helping either. Anyways, what was I saying? I'm not in the mood to start rereading my bullshit. Bullshit is not meant to be reread. Fuck, I don't even know where I was going with that: I guess I'll just leave it in this mindless, endless (?) ongoing blog entry.
Don't worry, I won't bore you with whatever you think I will be talking about. I don't know what you think I will talk about and I don't want to know what you think I will be talking about. Going to be a sweet busy upcoming week. I guess I already mentioned that in my previous blog entry. Hmm, what next? Any rabbits being pulled out of a hat? Where? Where? Speaking of which, this coffee tastes like shit. Well, actually I don't know how I went from rabbit to coffee, but who cares. Also, I guess I should mention, I have never really tasted shit. That said, what I have stated about the coffee I am currently having (not anymore!) cannot really taste like shit. Should I pull my sleeves up and get into a fist fight now?!! Just take the coffee-shit ... thing ... as an expression, stuff thing. Whatever! Fucking Maxwell. Maxshit! I am blinking. I am not going to reread what I have written here. Ha, reread? Ha.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Bring on the Blitzkrieg!

A massive headache coming from the dentist today. The female dentist (assistant) was aggressive and rough. It was a fun experience though. My teeth hurt for a while. Yeah, it felt like a fucking blitzkrieg. Then, of course, I get a headache while heading to class. Long story short, I went home after one class. Fun.
OK, on to something else. I have a wonderful 15-20 page essay to begin sometime this week. Teacher has a knack for either not responding emails or responding them very late. UGH! Due November 18. Mark down November 19 or 20 as the day I celebrate by smoking a Cuban Cigar. Oh, shut up!! It's not like I smoke them every fucking day. Only on special occasions or to celebrate something.
The best medicine is MUSIC!!

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Guns N' Roses: About Fucking Time

Seems like forever. Really has. Feels like a Guns N' Roses marathon every single day. Yeah, it does. Fucking ecstatic about getting tickets to their concert in late January! It was pretty upsetting that all the bands I love either broke up, were not touring or weren't touring here. Bands like Rage Against the Machine (broke up 1999-2000, got together again for a tour last year but didn't come here), At the drive-in (broke up in 2001, but the singer and guitar player formed The Mars Volta - a band I love, too. I also missed them live early this month!), Bruce Springsteen (came here 3 years ago), The Strokes (broke up on & off), Jane's Addiction (reunited), New Found Glory (came here 2-3 years ago, didn't go), etc etc.
The point being: Guns N' FUCKING Roses is coming here and I got two tickets. I know the hardcore fans will criticize Axl Rose because GNR consists of one original member, Axl Rose. Long story short, those who like Axl Rose tend to support him, those who prefer Slash don't support Axl. A vicious circle. No one will know the full truth between Axl and Slash; only they know exactly what happened. That said, Axl Rose is one of my favorite singers of all time. He is up their with Rage Against the Machine's singer, Zack De La Rocha.
I cannot wait! I hope I don't go deaf!

*Oh, almost forgot to mention: the last time Gun's in Roses came to Montreal was way back in 1994 when they left 45 minutes into their performance because of technical difficulties (vocal sound was very bad and Axl had to yell louder just to get the sound at average: yes, he could have lost his voice then and there). As a result, the famous Montreal riots began. It should be very interesting to see what Axl does when he comes back to Montreal. Perhaps something special??

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

NHL Season Preview [Standings]

A'ight, I have completed my NHL season preview concerning the standings - both the East and the West. I don't think I need to go into any details why I choose certain teams to finish where I believe they should. However, if you want an explanation then write a comment on this blog.

NORTHEAST:
1. Boston
2. Montreal
3. Toronto
4. Ottawa
5. Buffalo

ATLANTIC:
1. Philadelphia
2. Pittsburgh
3. New Jersey
4. New York Rangers
5. New York Islanders

SOUTHEAST:
1. Washington
2. Carolina
3. Florida
4. Atlanta
5. Tampa Bay

EAST:
1. Washington
2. Philadelphia
3. Boston
4. Pittsburgh
5. Carolina
6. New Jersey
7. Montreal
8. New York Rangers
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9. Toronto
10. Florida
11. Ottawa
12. Buffalo
13. Atlanta
14. Tampa Bay
15. New York Islanders

*I would not be surprised if Toronto bump the Rangers off the 8th spot. Watch out for Carolina. And as you can see I did not put Boston #1

NORTHWEST:
1. Calgary
2. Vancouver
3. Minnesota
4. Edmonton
5. Colorado

CENTRAL:
1. Detroit
2. Chicago
3. St-Louis
4. Nashville
5. Columbus

PACIFIC:
1. San Jose
2. Anaheim
3. Los Angeles
4. Dallas
5. Phoenix

WEST:
1. San Jose
2. Detroit
3. Calgary
4. Vancouver
5. Chicago
6. Anaheim
7. St-Louis
8. Minnesota
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9. Los Angeles
10. Dallas
11. Edmonton
12. Nashville
13. Columbus
14. Phoenix
15. Colorado

* #6 to #8 is anyone's spot (those ranked from 6-12); that's how weak the WEST is

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Less than a week away

Hockey season about to begin Thursday! Oh, fuck yes! I am thinking of writing a mini prediction of the NHL this season (standings, sleepers, overrated players, etc). Perhaps before Thursday - seems unlikely though. If not, then by the end of this week (Sunday) for sure. Everyone knows I was born a Boston Bruins fan - Diehard fan! And everyone knows the Montreal Canadiens SUCK - Bunch of pansies :P

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Feels like November Rain . . . (feels good!)

Been a while. Yes, I know. Nonetheless, I have been in a real good mood since the beginning of the semester. I've claimed before the semester started that it will be a great one, and I promise to fulfill that belief. Obviously there are ups and downs, always are, but when your confidence is high (not too high! because it can lead to problems) nothing can put you down.
You have to play with the cards you are dealt to the best of your abilities. I do not regret anything that I have done or said since the end of last semester. Despite being tired from Thursday to this Monday, I have been in a very good mood lately. Times a changin'. It's tough to explain why I am in such a good mood - not because I do not want to. :D

Time for bed because I just realized that I have a dentist's appointment tomorrow morning.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

What we talkin' bout?

Yes. Yes. Yes.
Oh. Oh. Oh.
W00t. W00t. W00t.
What? What? What?

*clears throat*

I finally got some Cuban cigars. My parent's arrived today from Cuba with a box of Cuban cigars for me. Sweet. No, I don't smoke cigars like I drink water. Only on certain occasions - usually special ones. To celebrate something or someone. For example, I have made it a tradition to smoke one cigar after each semester. Special moments, too. You name it. But I do not smoke cigars everyday, nor do I drink everyday. And I hate cigarettes. Complete shit. I just got to make sure I don't have cigarillos or cigars with me when I go out drinking. Last time I went drinking with friends (sometime in March) I smoked 5 cigarillos. Yeah, I was pissed at myself the next morning when I noticed half the box was gone. Not cool.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Almost there. Watch your HEAD! OUCH!

Six days until school. Time off from school has gone by pretty fast. All good. Tuesdays should be ..... interesting. Religion class (1:15-4) and U.S history (6-8pm). Mondays and Wednesdays are identical: Italian (1:15-2:30) and Enlightenment (2:45-4). Thursdays and Fridays off. Fantastic.

I feel like having some yogurt.

I should write about TRUE BLOOD sometime soon. Therefore, expect it.

Cuba and some Adventureland

Early afternoon and a few beers later. What is up, homies? Hopefully my parents bring back some Cuban Cigars (and some Cuban Rum!) back from Cuba sunday. Oh, yeah. Incase you were wondering the beer I've had is called Brahma - Brazillian beer. Pretty. Pretty. Pretty good. No, I am NOT an alcoholic. In fact, I have become a lightweight. But that is a story for another time.
Hmmm. I should read. I started reading Shutter Island; movie, which is based on a book by Dennis Lehane, comes out in February, 2010. Only read 90 pages, not so much I can say about it. Good.
This week has been fun to say the least. Rented two movies last night, Adventureland and Max Payne (there wasn't anything good that I hadn't seen). I will be watching Max Payne later tonight, but I did watch Adventureland last night. Oh, so good! Adventureland is about a young guy (20) who gets a crummy job at a theme park called Adventureland. Meets a girl (cute!) and falls in love. That's what it's about Seems like those cliche teen-love stories, and in a way it is. However, it is done real well. The trailer sells it as a comedy, but it's really drama.
I strongly recommend Adventureland!
Next.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Guitar Crackin'

I should really pick that guitar up once again and start relearning how to play. I used to be a decent player, but the last time I played was 4-5 years ago. I tried picking it up and starting where I left off, but I have noticed that I will need a lot of practice to get to half of what I was. Oh my. It would also work with the lyrics I have been writing.

Hey! Maybe I'll be able to fulfill a dream of mine (well, kind of) to be the singer of a band even for a brief moment.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

CAFFEINE WEEK

Caffeine, caffeine, caffeine and more caffeine. Coffee is something, isn't it? Oh yeah, for some it's a necessity in their life - morning, afternoon, supper, and (for the insane) before going to bed. I am not an addict. In the past I would drink about 3-4 cups of coffee's per week. However, the consumption of coffee during my second semester in University practically doubled. Early on it became 5-6 coffees per week when I went to school (4 times a week) and, say, 2 or 3 the other days. It all began last spring break - what a fucking pointless "break". I had 3 essays to write, including 1 take home exam. Each essay was 1,500+ words. That week, my insane friends, was CAFFEINE WEEK. Believe it or not, I was having 3-4, sometimes even 5 cups of coffee at night (9pm-1am). The amounts of coffee I had that week. I quickly became sick of it.
That's when I decided to stop drinking coffee.
Now, I begin again. Not as often as the good old days. Three times a week at most. However, I must say this Colombian Coffee (by Juan Valdez) is insanely good - sweet coffee bean smell (before water is poured in cup), strong taste (once hot water is poured in cup). It is definitely not one of those cheap ass coffees.
Not to worry, I will not be drinking anymore than 3 coffees per week......until school starts...


*GIVE ME MORE COLOMBIAN COCAINE*

*I mean COFFEE*

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

What's left of 2009

Things to accomplish by the end of this year (in no particular order):

- Karaoke (Guns n' Roses)
- Be Axl Rose for Halloween? HAHAHA (I rather sound like him for one day)
- Exercise (lose 5-10 lbs)
- Get a part time job
- Get atleast A's in 2 out of 4 courses
- Get tickets to a Boston-Montreal game (go with friends)
- See a band I like live
- Grow my chin beard (the sacredness lol)
- Read atleast 2 novels
- Improve my Italian
- Cuban cigars (smoke one, and only one, at the end of the fall semester)
- Although I know alot about CHE, I want to read more about him and Cuba.


*This will be updated*

**Any suggestions?**

Back To School

My summer will be quite short - three weeks actually. Once that is over, my second year in University begins (September 8th). Two weeks left before it begins. Fuck, I feel like i'm rambling about all kinds of stuff. *laughs* No, seriously I am excited to get back to school for many reasons. To name a few: going to re-learn Italian (from scratch because I have lost a good chunk of it, sadly), fun history classes, being back in downtown, coffee (oh boy!), meeting new people, being with friends again (fucking work limited me from hanging out much with friends this summer), and so on. Oh yeah, also that thing they call learning. *laughs* No, no. I enjoy learning about history and reading books about history. Then again, a good chunk of the stuff is biased. That is why you got to read a lot of books/articles about the same event, just different perspectives.

Should be a 'fun' semester/year.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Two

Wow. I think I am on to something. Maybe not. But I did manage to write two new lyrics on my other blog, while fixing up another. I also finished editing Calignosity somewhat, but I am not completely satisfied with it. Although it is a pretty long fucking lyric.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

My TOP 10 Guns N' Roses songs

1. Paradise City [6:46]
2. Estranged [9:24]
3. Locomotive [8:42]
4. Breakdown [7:05]
5. Back Off Bitch [5:04]
6. Sweet Child O' Mine [5:56]
7. You Could Be Mine [5:44]
8. November Rain [8:58]
9. Welcome To The Jungle [4:34]
10. Prostitue [6:15]

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Anything else?

Damn fucking headaches twice a day. *blinks* Finally some nice weather here. Then again I have missed the majority of this summer's weather thanks to my job at night - yes, I slept throughout the day. Oh well. What is done is done. Now, my first full week of summer is almost completed. Not bad, actually. Decent weather. Sun shining. Who doesn't love that? Well, I don't when it's bloody fucking dry and humid out there. Don't get me wrong, sun is great but I like that breeze that usually comes with it. Today isn't too bad. Sunny but not too hot. Finally found my sunglasses, too. What a savior.
I had 1/4 bag of butter popcorn and I feel fucking full. That's all I have had for lunch so far, but I doubt I'll be eating anything else until supper time. Hmm. What should I cook? Maybe order a pizza? Hmm. I don't know. Something though. Not fucking pasta. I think I had enough of that this week. Come to think of it I think I had pasta only once this week. Still, not in the mood for pasta. Why the fuck am I thinking about food? I just finished stating that I am full and my stomach hurts (O.K. I did not state that before, but I am now). Now I am thinking about what the fuck to eat. Jesus Christ. *Drops a bucket of water on his face*
Next.
I am glad I went shopping for clothes last week. I am good for summer and fall. Let me go dry this wet face. Fucking bucket of water!

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Have you ever.........?

Have you ever layed down on the bed (or couch) close your eyes and listen to music that speaks to you? I am not talking about trash genre, or metal music. It could be slow music, acoustic, even rock n' roll (but not to heavy on the beat). Whatever band that suits you. Whatever song that suite you. It could also be the beat that sweeps you off your feet, or the lyrics that touch your heart. Maybe the song (beat and/or lyrics) reminds you have a great time in the past (or present). Maybe the song (beat and/or lyrics) gives you an impression or opens your eyes to certain things, situations or person. Different reasons, different stories.

A little bit of nothing

I see that I haven't been blogging much lately. Partly my fault - other half belongs to Tommy Gavin, fictional character from the show Rescue Me. That show is bloody addictive. A brief idea of what the show is about: firefighters dealing with everyday issues including: sex, alcohol, friendship, death and life. First three seasons were great (my favorite were seasons 1 and 2). Fourth season was a little dull, but season five which is 24 episodes and not the usual 13 (currently at episode 20) is pretty damn good so far. Be prepared for dry humor (you got to have a sense of humor!) about sex (yes. Incase you are wondering I am talking about dicks and vaginas!). Anyways, why am I talking about Rescue Me? Don't know.
O.K. Down to business now. I seriously need to get back to blogging. I began (again) reading House of Sand and Fog last week to which I stopped because it was too slow and boring for me. The book is apparently really good to book critics, but everyone's got his or her taste. I guess you feel the difference when you go from books that are fast paced and always some sort of action (not necessarily violence and weapons!) to a slow paced and minimum action. Fuck, I think I need an espresso.


hmm....

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Books to read/finished *UPDATED* (August 12)

UPDATE: Finished Telex From Cuba. That is book #9 since I started working (end of may/beginning of June)

I decided that I should read a shit load of books this summer. Which books? Not sure, but I will start with one at a time. The last two summers I read almost a dozen novels - mind you, they were all more than 400 pages. But that is besides the point.

Spring/Summer 09:
Harry Potter & the Half-Blood Prince (606 pages)
The Bourne Supremacy (646 pages)
Lolita (288 pages)
Grapes of Wrath (476 pages)
We The Living (467 pages)
The Road (287 pages)
Cannery Road (196 pages)
The Winter of Our Discontent (279 pages)
White Noise (326 pages)
Telex from Cuba (322 pages)
House of Sand and Fog (reading)
Sold As A Slave (to begin)

Friday, August 7, 2009

If . . . . Fuck I want another ODAAL album!

Dear Zack De La Rocha,

Brief and simple. ZACK, please make some more music. Please. Although more RAGE concerts would be wonderful, we both know that will not happen (again) anytime soon. That said, when is your next album of One Day As A Lion coming out?


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O.K, seriously. It's been a year since the EP. Possible album in late 2009 or 2010. FUCK!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

NEW HAIR STYLE

So, I finally got what I have been wanting to try since last fall (about a year ago). Dreads. Since my hair is thin (unfortunately) there aren't many braids (yes, braids). Having braided hair, which leads up to actual dreads, is pretty new to me (duh!) and feels a little weird at first. However, after a couple of days it feels fun - the texture of the braids, the hair bouncing against your head various times, and so on. It feels fine so far. It is a style that may or may not suit everyone. The question is, will I keep it for a long time? The answer is, no. It is something I wanted to try, but I will keep it for atleast a week, probably a month. Yes, probably a month. The thing is, when I do decide to get rid of the dreads I will have to shave my head. I have never shaved my head before. Actually, maybe I'll just cut it really short so long as my hair can be seem on my head.
Process:
On to some important topics about dreads/braided hair. Right now my hair is braided and tied. For the dreads to really develop they must be waxed to keep the texture and keep it firm. It takes about two months for the dreads to gel and take it's permanent shape. I say permanent because I can't really think of a better word for it - fuck, it's the morning for everyone, but since I work the nightshift I am tired. Moving on! I bet you are asking, does this mean you won't wash yourself? *stares* For fuck's sake, of course I will take showers and wash myself. Fuck. What the...? Jesus Christ! As for the dreads, I will be cautious about them. Washing them? Yes, but not right away. I want to do it exactly right or else the braids will expand and make my hair look like a fucking disturbed nest! Got to buy the shampoo (without residue) for dreads asap!
Zack De La Rocha:
Those that know me, know that I love the political music band, Rage Against the Machine. They also know my idol is Zack De La Rocha, the lead singer of Rage Against the Machine. I will not make this topic dwell into why I respect Zack, so on and so forth. But let me make this clear, I did NOT decide to braid my hair (dreads) for the purpose of looking like him. Get that part straight. Seriously, let that sink in your head. Sure I respect Zack a lot. Sure I enjoy hearing his voice. Sure I think he is the best thing about Rage Against the Machine. However, I have always found dreads interesting to try atleast once in my life. The problem was, I was young then (early high school era), my hair never got to grow that long because I didn't want to wait more than a year, summer's would be a bitch with long hair (should I say why? I don't think so), etc. However, at my age it's easier to decide certain things or take a certain path. Life is, well, complicated, fun and other things. You must do what makes you happy or else you will sink into a world of misery and wreckage. Simple as that. I must say, it is even better listening to rock music or heart pumping music from Rage Against the Machine.
Respect:
All but one of my friend (hopefully it gets better with her) have no clue how I look (my hair of course!!!) and that I actually went through with the dreads. Should be fun witnessing their reactions. I'm not expecting them to love it or to like it, but if they choose to tell me they don't like it hopefully they do respect it. This goes for everyone. You see, people tend to judge a person based on certain features. And that is simply ridiculous. Full of shit. I have seen it before. In fact within 2 1/2 days of having these dreads I walked by an older man in downtown who looked at me and said "colisse" (wrong spelling I think!). Made me laugh for a bit, but these are reactions I will probably get. Others with dreads, or other body features will or often do get. It's not fair, but that is how people are in the world. Judging by appearance before knowing the person. Unfortunately, this doesn't always happen with people who don't know you. The key word here is respect. Hate it (my dreads in this case) or love it, bottom line is atleast respect it. It is not you who is wearing the dreads. It is not you walking around in public with them. So what if a fat guy is sitting next to you on the bus or metro. Big deal that someone is driving an old, rusted car while you have a porsche or whatnot. Respect the person. Anyways, I cannot wait to get my friends reactions and the reactions for strangers as well. In fact, my hair is a success at work. Well, my co-workers seems to like it, not mind it. One co-worker who has cornrow braids (also a lazy motherfucker) said he likes my hairs and that I look like a gangster........damn. A boss from the other shift (big guy, early 50s) saw me the first day with the new hair, stopped his lift (electronic machine to pick up skids and whatnot), looked at me, smiled and told me how he likes them and how he always wanted to get cornrow braids, but is too old. I cannot fucking picture him with cornrow braids! But if it makes him happy, then by all means he should try it out. Do what makes you happy.
Sometimes I feel that getting a certain hair style, wearing certain clothes or shoes, driving a certain car (etc), brings out the real character of people. I will see how it goes. LMAO. Bottom line (again!), be honest with me. That's all. Honesty and Respect. Different hair, same person!!
Keeping it?:
Probably mentioned it above, but when I got my hair done I was not thinking long-term. How long I keep the dreads depends on how I feel with them within the next few days or weeks. I would like to keep them for atleast a month or so. I am happy right now.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Song of the Week

This song has been stuck in my head for a week! It's called "I Don't Wanna Know" by one of my favorite bands New Found Glory.

I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know

Your eyes were covered in sunglasses
When they first met mine
I sat there and stared at you
You didn't seem to mind
The awkward ways we meet

First comes heavy breathing
Staring at the ceiling
What will happen next
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know

I never cared how i dressed before
But i cared that night
Anticipation ran through my bones

And my clothes never fit right
I can't wait 'til we meet again

First comes heavy breathing
Staring at the ceiling
What will happen next
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know

Framed pictures start to be put on the walls
Constant visits while im out on the road
Its hard to leave sometimes
But you know where i lay my head at night

First comes heavy breathing
Staring at the ceiling
What will happen next
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know

Sunday, July 26, 2009

On A Roll

Wow. Geez. Words coming off the top of my head - rolling smoothly out my tongue. Kickin' that funky Cypress Hill shit. This of course is directed to the fact that I have surprisingly written and blogged 5 lyrics/poems in 3 days! Now, I do not think they are my best stuff or anything close to it, but let's just say I am satisfied with the results so far. There is some tweaking to do with some of the lyrics/poems, but there is no hurry for that. Make your own interpretation of each lyric/poem.


In about an hour I will watch The Haunting in Connecticut while everyone at home sleeps.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The Winter of Our Discontent

Last novel by John Steinbeck, who is becoming a favorite author of mine. Up there with Ray Bradbury and George Orwell. Brilliant American writer. He knew how to grab the reader's attention and hold it firmly throughout the novel (one's I read, Cannery Road, Of Mice and Men and Grapes of Wrath). I have not finished The Winter of Out Discontent - 100 pages left - but so far it has been pleasant and impressive. John Steinbeck presents a different style of writing from his previous classics; Grapes of Wrath was written about 20 something years prior to the publication of The Winter of Our Discontent. The language in TWOD does not have any southern accent; then again, perhaps it is because the novel takes places north (New Yorkish setting). There is a lot more dialogue, which helps pace the story and speeds the reading. It is hard to top Grapes of Wrath, but The Winter of Our Discontent, so far, is close.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Losing it

Some have told me that I have lose weight and that my upper body is more built. I don't see it. I mean, I can tell that I have more muscle on my arms considering the job I have, but I don't see how my upper body (shouldering, chest, etc) is that much different than it was before I began working. I guess that seeing yourself everyday vs. others not seeing you everyday plays a key role. Maybe. Somehow. Perhaps. I guess. The problem with gaining muscles is that once you slack off, or don't do as much physical activities as before, you quickly lose it. That said, I will be going to the gym once school starts (again).
You know what, I am looking forward to my third semester. I'll be in the heart of the city more often than now (summer). Hopefully, I will get a part-time job (I do not want to work where I am working now when school starts). I will see certain people again.
Fuck, I need to go to the beach. Who's with me?

Da Morning

For fuck's sake, as some would say in mindless situations. For fuck's sake. Not that my mind is wondering around in a fucking zoo. That's a weird thing, isn't it? Mind wondering around in a fucking zoo. Bloody orange juice - actually, some Tequilla at this time would do the trick. Pony Up! Fuck. It's been a while since I had Jameson - a long while, actually. Not that I am in any way lusting for some - not even a shot. Nope. Almost 9 in the morning and I am thirsty as fuck. Can you say that? "Thirsty as fuck." Christ, it doesn't even make sense yet, people say it quite often. O.K, maybe not your average Christian follower - or most religious people at that. Not that there is anything wrong with that. Hell, one must feel free to do what he or she pleases, no? Anyways, fuck, what in god's name am I blathering about? I would like to know.
Damn, it has been a while since I posted any of my lyrics on my other blog. In fact, it has been a while since I written one - atleast it does seem like it to me. I should get crackin' on that. First, I must finish this second bloody orange juice.

Monday, July 13, 2009

The Road (novel) by Cormac McCarthy

Reviewing novels/literature, whichever you choose, is not my forte. Therefore, I will keep this short and sweet. I do not believe in "oh, this is the best fucking novel ever" bullshit. Doesn't exist. The novel is either good or bad - some striking one's imagination better than others. Novels that have struck me with a handful of after thoughts, what if's, "oh, that was foreshadowing at the beginning", and those that just stick to you for a long time. None of the fan fiction crap. However, those that have struck me are the following (to name a few): Fahrenheit 451, 1984 and The Quiet American.
Now that I have yelled that out, let me say that The Road left the same feeling of awe, sadness, tension and (for a short yet, thick in detail) left me pondering what and how (you will understand once you read the novel). All you need to know about this novel is that it takes place somewhere on Earth where everything has been destroyed - yes, the apocalypse. The novel focuses more on the relationship between the son and the father. I strongly recommend this novel.

Monday, July 6, 2009

In DA house

What's new? Mucho, mucho. Life is sweet and awesome. Yes, indeed. Loads of reading, too. I will update what I have read shortly - after I blog this motherfucker. Yo! Although it is noon, it still feels like morning to me. Work is a'ight - I'm bringing home DA Benjamins *wink*. Some assholes - lazy - motherfuckers at work, but it comes with the territory, I guess. Mo' money, mo' problems. But that's the funny part - I don't have any problems so far. As I said, life is sweet and awesome right now. Fuck, I feel like writing some lyrics and some (or one) short story. Maybe. Maybe not.
I don't know. I am in such a good fucking mood. Not really sure why though. Bring on the vulgar words, yo! Mo'fucker. Beeatch. Manegia, I think this is my first blog in july. Holy crap!! First in a while. Guess whose in DA house?

Monday, June 22, 2009

Take me hooooooome!

Seriously, I love singing when I'm tipsy or lil' drunk but damn I sounded terrible on Saturday night while singing "Sweet Child o' Mine." I do not think I sang past the first two lines, sadly. *shakes head* Another pint of Guinness, please! I most likely embarrassed myself. hahahaha s'all good. I should have gone with Paradise City!

"Take me down to the Paradise City where the grass is green and the girls are pretty. Take me hooooome!!"

Anyways. Pretty. Pretty.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Street Sweeper Social Club album review

O.K, so I decided to check this SSSC debut album out. All you need to know is that the band is formed with Rage Against the Machine's guitarist (my favorite guitarist) Tom Morello and The Coup's singer/rapper Boots Riley (not his real name). What the band is about is simple; political (revolution, government is criminal, etc). Those who know me, know that I LOVE listening to Zack De La Rocha (singer of Rage Against the Machine). For me, Zack is the creme of the crop when it comes to political music. I judge bands/singers (political ones) by comparing them to Zack's energy, anger, passion, so on and so forth. Some may not agree with me, but if I find the singer/band comes close to Zack energy, anger and passion, then I conclude that they/he is good (but not as good as Zack of course!). That said, let me give you a short review of the Street Sweeper Social Club debut album, self titled.
It contains 11 songs:
1. Fight! Smash! Win!
2. 100 little curses
3. The Oath
4. The Squeeze
5. Clap for the Killers
6. Somewhere in the World it's midnight
7. Shock you again
8. Good morning, Mrs. Smith
9. Megablast
10. Promenade
11. Nobody Moves (til we say go)

The entire album is really average at best. It's said that the album is political, but Christ it is NOT a meter close to how deep Rage Against the Machine's lyrics (political) were, which were written by Zack. Now, I know I should not judge solely on that reason. That said, SSSC lyrics aren't that compelling and they do not urge you to rap to the song or raise your fist in the air. The only reason I will listen to this album a little more than I should is because of Tom Morello; that dude can fucking play. He never disappoints. However, there are no splendid, mind blowing riffs as heard in Audioslave or Rage Against the Machine because it could have really saved the album big time. The lyrics are really average at best. Christ, I, too, can mention a couple of historic events, names or years and declare the lyric POLITICAL.
Favorite song (well, a song that I will listen to more than once): The Oath. Megablast and Promenade a close second.
Worst song: 100 little curses. What the fuck?!! Lyrics aren't good. Weak song. Probably a song you will hear on commercial radio, though. That's how bad. hahaha

Score: 2.5/5

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Bourne to party

So, what did I do last week besides work? Well, I did ride my bike to future shop on a cloudy morning. It took about 40 minutes to get there. I bought The Bourne Conspiracy (xbox360) & Stranglehold (xbox360), 19$ and 9$ respectively. This was tuesday morning. The only time I got a chance to play was this morning. Hahaha. By the way, the sale for these games was until wednesday in case you are wondering.
Exercise

Sunday, June 7, 2009

The Sunrise

Watching the sunrise is one of the most beautiful things ever. Imagine watching it as you site by the ocean. Oh yeah

Friday, June 5, 2009

Don't play dumb

What happenin' n' DA hood, yo? Nodding my head to DA beats. Aight, aight. It has been a quite but fast moving summer. Damn, feels like yesterday that I was preparing for a final exam. Why do I feel so good? hahaha Some people are funny, some just confuse themselves.

Don't play dumb,
Dumb diggetty dumbb diggetty dumb!!

This summer will be wild. I have many goals to accomplish; exercise, lose some weight, eliminate soft drinks, read loads of books, make el dinero, bike, write a shit load of songs, form a band (?), just to name a few.

Fuck this. Time to go outside and blast some music.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

And so it is

Raise your glasses of wine or alcohol. Sing out loud. Sing proud. Don't be afraid to let you're voice heard! Sit back and let it all out. Beat the drums. Slap some bass.
Fuck it. Just do it!

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

All The Wine

*laughs*
Productivity.
What up n' DA hood, yo?? Is anybody alive out there? I'm home chillin' like a penguin, enjoying my days off before friday night. Also, I am still feeling the buzz from last Friday night's concert by The National. OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!! Best concert I have ever been to. They are one of those rare bands that are so much better Live. Just to let you know, their albums are DA shit *wink* *wink*

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Looking for Astronauts

Wrote two poems tonight (Saturday); I think they are decent. I hope so. I still got to edit and fix some minor things, but it is ready to be blogged. One's called "Rewind Back Time" and the other (title may change) "Chernobyl". Each song is about something different: "Rewind Back Time" is about choices, decisions, while "Chernobyl" is about a hopeless town.
I am still working on that special and long poem. It will take me some more time.
Why that title? Well I decided to give the title of this blog to the song I am listening to right now: "Looking for Astronauts" by The National.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Job Interview #2

Not at the same place. This time, Cone is hitting the bizzznizzz. Telemarketing. Yeah, I know. I emailed the manager this morning at 10am and got a call by 1pm ..... either someone is desperate or my CV fits his bill. Interview tomorrow at 11:30.


I need something.

Me as a telemarketer: "Yo, bro. How ya doin'? Wanna buy some shitz that'll spice ya life, huh bro? How 'bout a two fo' one deal, huh? Sounds sweet huh? Ya me knows it does. I talk good huh? Bro, I give you the best mo' deal ya eyes eva see. Hey, wiseguy. I need to feed my family, bro. Come on, buy huh? Bro, come on"

Monday, May 18, 2009

BOOM!!!

My new favorite song this week:

Superhero by Jane's Addiction

you were smiling by my table
had to call up everyone that day
beautiful mind and body
what a happy image i see
my mind had been enabled
in the memory you overflow
wanna be your super hero
even if i tumble fall

i'm ok
you have that affect on me
but i need you desperatly
you know i need you desperatly

brick stone
cannot hurt me
mad man
around the city goes
they attack
i bring 'em down
or make thier chances
super low
my, my pretty navel
dimple cheek,
her face i adore
wanna be your super hero
falling from a running horse

i'm ok
you have that affect on me
but i need you desperatly
you know i need you desperatly

i halted that illusion
i'm not your average guy

other guys
they won't dare to
join the line
and order you back
when i introduce me to you
my face had turned to super red
your steady
beck and call boy
playing on piano
wanna be your super hero
i'm not afraid to tumble or...

i'm ok
cause you have that affect on me
but i need you desperately
you know i need you desperately
i'm ok
you have that affect on me
but i need you desperatly
you know i need you desperatly

i wanna be your super hero
baby i wanna be your super hero

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Game 7 BABY

OH YEAH!! The Bruins down 3-1 (series) have forced a game 7 with Carolina this Thursday. It's a date, baby! Incase you are wondering, yes I did drink a beer during the game - two Stella Artois. Baby, it doesn't get any better than that.
It was a great team effort. Key word, Team. Patrice Bergeron was my number 1 star of the game. To the idiots out there, I choose Bergeron as the game's #1 star NOT because he collected 2 assists, but because he brought exactly what the team was missing in Games 2,3 & 4: leadership, leading by example, two-way hockey, backcheck, drive for the puck, great passing (except for 1 turnover), puck handling and clean, crisp hits. The second star for tonights game goes to Tim Thomas; however, one may argue that he was the first star. In any way you look at it, Thomas was just as good as Bergeron throughout the entire game. I know that many people hate Thomas because they claim he is "lucky, unorthodox style, horrible to watch, etc". I just cannot see how fans do not like Tim Thomas. This 35 year old goalie plays with his heart EVERY SINGLE GAME. Not many goalies do that. I know it must be said a million times "this goalie plays with his heart", but Tim Thomas is one of those rare players that actually does play with his heart.
Timmy has got a real heart-warming story too. I am not going to get into every single detail, but his parents sold a lot of their belongings (including wedding rings) just to get Timmy into goalie school (this is before he turned 18). Tim's parents continued to do so. Fuck, Tim's dad was even told that he would be fired if he missed work to go see his son's game. Guess what? Tim's dad went to watch his son play hockey.

How can someone HATE Tim Thomas? Bunch of assholes.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Drinking Beer/Alcohol = Boston Win

Check this out folks.
When I drink a beer/alcohol (rum n' coke) during the playoffs: Boston 5-0
When I DON"T drink a beer/alcohol during the playoffs: Boston 0-3

Fuck, I should have drank beer during the last 3 Bruins games. FUCK!!!

*Note: I did NOT make this up.

**UPDATE: Boston is 6-0 when I drink beer/alcohol.

Job Interview Tomorrow

DAYUUUM! Demain a midi. Damn.

Friday, May 8, 2009

Strays

w00t. Finally I am listening to Jane's Addictions 2003 album, Strays. Damn. I feel like I accomplished everything today. Only thing I am more excited for is tonight's hockey game between the Bears and the Canes. Oh yes for Jane's Addiction.
*leaves. opens Itunes. plays "Just Because"*

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Some Positive news ....... WATCH OUT

Tonight I got some positive news. Freaking Bruins damaged my day though. Positive news. Home Depot called me; the dude asked me if I was interested in working the grave yard shift 10pm-6am (I guess placing stock, etc). I said "sure, buddy. What's up?" (No, I did not say that word for word. GEEZ!). I said yes. Personally, I just want a job to get cash and be busy instead of doing nothing. Nothing is official yet. I have to go in for an interview sometime....in the next 7 days. I definitely do not want to work 7 days a week at those hours. 4-5 days is fine. LEAVE the weekend free, please!

Another One Bites the Dust

What a night, what a night. Upside down, inside out. Bruins-Canes Game 3. First period was decent, Boston up 1-0 seemed in control. Then came the second period - Montador decided to act as if he never played hockey....TWICE. Montador coughed up the puck on the PK, which resulted in Staal's tying goal. Once again, a minute later Canes take the lead thanks to a sloppy play from Bruins defenseman. Guess who? *waits* If you guessed Steve Montador, then give yourself a nice tap on the shoulder. Brutal period for that dude. Pissed off, angry, you name it. Third period was....well, let's say Recchi kept my sanity. OT comes along and the Bruins could have ended the game, take the series lead......FIVE fucking times!!!! Ward was OK in OT, but the Bruins just fucked their chances to the core. Then of course, the Canes have ONE rush in OT and BANG. Winner. DING DING DING!!!
Thomas was a beast though. Series not over, but I don't like this.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Movie Mania? The Adventures of God Knows Who

Indeed, summer life is back. Hell, it has been a while. Quite a while, actually. Sure, I can just relax, sleep and roll around in the green grass, but I know I should start getting in shape and burn some rubber - I mean calories. God damn it the heat is getting to me. Still searching for a job though - sadly. In the meantime I have walked the beagle in the morning, got on my bike for a while, blasted some music (The Mars Volta, Rage Against the Machine, Public Enemy, Guns N' Roses....you get the point), walked a lil' more and just began watching a movie. I know, I know. It is not good to sit on your ass watching a movie while it is hot outside - not good to sit and do nothing. But, it is the Bourne Identity. Come on, folks!
I love movies, but this is no excuse. After the movie I shall go in the back and ...... roll in the green grass. Dirty. Filthy. Spontaneous. Healthy. Words. Should be fun.



*note: no I do not roll in the green grass like a dog. lmao. take it easy.

DA Beard

The beard. My beard - should I shave it or should I keep it? That is the question. Why? It just does not look good on me. Nope, not at all. Yes, I have said that I was growing a beard as a "playoff beard" tradition. *thinks* Although it is fun to do, it just does not look good. Sometimes it does not even feel good. LOL. I am debating whether I should keep the beard until Boston is eliminated or wins the cup or if I should just shave it immediately. Mind you I am watching X-Files: I want to believe as I am typing this (its on pause). Why am I mentioning this? I have no fucking clue. Just thought I'd shove it in here, you know?
Beard or no beard, that is the question. Picture this. Tall man, 6 feet, with long hair (almost to his shoulders) and a scruffy beard (more of an uneven "puff") sticking the fuck out. Neck beard, actually. I want a nice beard - smooth. Fuck, sometimes I think I look like the Wolf Man. Damn it!
What is the verdict?

Friday, May 1, 2009

Summer Job?

It has been about 2 months going on to 3 that I have been searching for a job. Unfortunately, I have not found one. Fuck. I really need something to keep me busy this summer besides my summer course from May to June. Esti. This weekend I shall apply to some more grocery stores (lame, I know). I need something.
..........
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According to CSI: NY, there are three types of tears. Sweet.
Ok, back to topic. Well, I got nothing else to say.

La Culture

Hmm. I am interested in listening to some good french music (not country!) - particularly rock. I do listen to Malajube and some Eric Lapointe at times, but nothing much. Any recommendations? Please, do NOT suggest Celine Dion. I can't stand her. Anyone else, please.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Kickin' that Funky Cypress Hill Shit

Oh, the classic nasal voice of mister B-Real, singer of the psychedelic band Cypress Hill. Roll that joint, yo! I sometimes wonder what ever happened to this band. Their first three albums, self-titled, Black Sunday and III Temple of Boom, were awesome hits of the early 90s. After those hits the ship took a hit. They lost their edge, but apparently they still play. Wonder when that dope album will be recorded. It's been a year or so since they said a new album would come out. Kind of reminding me of One Day As A Lion - dammnit De La Rocha, make the album.
Now, let's kick that funky Cypress Hill shit.

99 cents and I am still alive

Oh, the feeling of no more exams. Oh, yes that feeling. I can finally relax without thinking about exams or essays to write....for now. However, no time for too much relaxation. Nope. Time to find a freaking job. Damn it.
*looks at watch*
Damn, almost time for the Rangers - Capitals game. Damn. *stretches* Time for me to grab my 99 cent energy drink (Rockstar). *Yawn*
Oh yeah.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Addicted to Jane

Oh how sweet she is. Looking at Jane. Talking to Jane. Wow. I am addicted to Jane. They keep telling me "Fuck is wrong with you Cloud? Jane ain't real hommie. Let's go for a pint." Yeah, they keep telling me. Jane says. She says plenty. Sometimes she does and says nothing, yet gives the impression of a million words. Jane says. Hell, I say a lot of things. Most of it means nothing. Sometimes it means something, but only to the very few. A tad of that, a tad of this. Pass the salt around, will ya?
Addicted to Jane. Hell is not hot enough. Jane says. Plenty and nothing. Sometimes everything. The west side. The east side. Means nothing to me. Directions, really. Connection to rap, my ass. Jane says. Loads.
Love is complicated. Nothing is love. Everything is love. Jane says. She knows a lot. She knows nothing. She means no harm, she just doesn't know. Sometimes scream her name to feel it all. Jane says.
Jane's Addiction. Truly.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Another minute and I'll be streaking....

Taking 5 minutes away from the fun shit I have been doing for the past 2 hours - studying - to write on this blog. Oh, the bloody joy. Oh, the bloody agony. Of course I feel like I have learned nothing, done nothing, read nothing - just sat and stared at the sky. Oh, the painful joy!! That's fucking right - TWO bloody exclamation marks, TWO. Hell I can put another for a more glamorizing effect - whatever that may mean to you. Glamorizing my ass. That's how you spell it, right? Meh, it's not freaking underlined by this beautiful invention of spell check - this shit makes me spelling worse at times, i.e changes there's to their's. Christ, there is a difference. Anyways, what was I getting at?
*takes a deep breath* I completely forgot. Fucking spell check and my bloody exclamation points. Listening to music as I type this; though I doubt you (whoever you are) are interested in who, what, where it is. Hell, I'm not even interested. I just thought I'd shove that note in here for no purpose. I'm fun aren't I?
Oh, fuck it. Yes, yes fuck it.
*Throws book off the desk*
*leaves*

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Boston Sweep the Craphabs: Michael Ryder #1 Star

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHH, thunder road!!
Excerpt from Bruce Springsteen's Thunder Road

Except roll down the window
And let the wind blow
Back your hair
Well the night's busting open
These two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back
Heaven's waiting on down the tracks
Oh-oh come take my hand
We're riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh-oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey I know it's late we can make it if we run
Oh Thunder Road sit tight take hold
Thunder Road


The Bruins win! The Bruins win! Michael Ryyyyyyyyyyyyder, baby. 2 beauties and 1 assist. Take that Montreal. Christ, and they let this sniper go because they were too lazy to help him out last year. Thank you Gainey for Ryder.
I'll add some thoughts about the stupid Hab fans at the bell center in tonights game sometime this week. I just find them (in general. the ones at the game) idiotic for booing Price when it was NOT his fault the team in front of him can't fucking skate, defend and score. Stupid morons! Way to discourage and break a kid. And then these morons want star players to sign in Montreal. LMFAO x10000000. Star players signing in Montreal? Are cows flying in Montreal?

Tell me why

URGH! Two more exams to write. URGH! Stupid Bruins game tonight - if they win they eliminate the Habs. URGH! What did I do to deserve this? URGH!

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Done and done

OK! I know I have failed myself with this blog being lazy and all (well, I can't think of any other excuse). That being said I am handing in my resignation. That's right. The CONE is calling it quits with this blog on "reality". Quit!
*bites into a cookie*
Fuck that! Who said I was leaving? As a matter of fact, I am back. Well, when these bloody exams are over. So close, yet so far away.
On another note, LOOOOOCH is amazing. I love that kid (not in a sexual way you pervs!).

RYDER for the win

Game 3 of the playoffs; number 3 in the win column for Boston Bruins. Although the Boston Bruins looked terrible in the first two periods, they managed to put together a strong third. The highlight of the game would be Michael Ryders wide open net game winning goal. Damn, I'm sure the Hab fans - especially Silent Bob - are biting their nails right now.
Boston have showed that they are a much more talented team overall than the Montreal Canadiens. Sure, the Habs were missing Markov, Schneider, Lang and Tanguay tonight, but let's face it, a healthy Montreal team cannot beat the Bruins this year. Last year? Yes, it was highly possible. This year? Just not possible. Don't get me wrong, the habs have an O.K team that is playoff worthy, but they just don't have everyone playing together. Bunch of individuals if you ask me.
Game 4 should be more intense, if it hasn't been already. Milan Lucic will be dressed so you can expect a shitloads of Hab players falling on their asses. Will George Laraque be dressed? I doubt it, but I won't be surprised if he is.
My prediction for game 4 can go two ways; either the Bruins have a large lead into the third and some fights occur, or the Habs force a game 5. Lucic vs. Laraque? I doubt it, but look for Thornton to fight Laraque should Lucic receive a dirty hit by Big George.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

NHL playoffs: EAST

Boston (1) vs. Montreal (8)

This will be a roller coaster ride. Sure the Bruins have dominated the season series (5-0-1), but if you know the history of the Bruins-Habs in the playoffs then you know season records mean nothing. No doubt that the Bruins dominate in offense, defense, goalie and special teams - though they are close in special teams. That being said, Boston should win the series. And I am predicting Boston to win in 6 games, but it will not be easy.

Boston in 6.

Washington (2) vs. New York Rangers (7)

Rangers are weak offensively and defensively. They do have a goalie - Lundqvist - that can easily steal games, but how many? Definately not 4 against Washington. How do the Rangers stop Ovechkin? By putting defenseman paul Mara on him? Maybe Derek Morris? Don't make me laugh harder than I already have. And, say hypothetically, that the Rangers do shutdown Ovechkin, Washington has a handful of weapons - Semin, Backstrom, Green,Laich, etc.

Washington in 6.

New Jersey (3) vs. Carolina (6)

This should be a dandy. Brodeur vs. Ward. We all know what Cam Ward did several years ago - bring the Canes to the promised land. However, since that special run Ward has struggled in goal. I'm going with the upset here.

Hurricanes in 7

Pittsburgh (4) vs. Philadelphia (5)

In my opinion, this is the second best series behind the Bruins-Habs. Both teams have weapons in the attack and defense. What it comes down to is the goalies: Fleury vs. Biron. Fleury has been pretty consistent this year and did have a strong run in last years playoffs; Biron, on the other hand, has been inconsistent.

Pittsburgh in 6

Monday, March 9, 2009

Smoke that shit

Smoke 'em if ya got 'em.
My new favorite quote! That's right. Directly from Guns n' Roses "Don't Damn Me." W00t.
So I told myself I would not listen to Audioslave for several reasons. But I broke that promise several days ago. I never hated Chris Cornell; in my opinion is has a tremendous voice. However, seeing that Rage broke up in 2000 and formed Audioslave, minus the singer. So I start listening to them. Cornell's voice is good, but Christ is Tom Morello AMAZING. I already knew how fucking good he was when I began to listen to Rage Against the Machine a handful of years ago, but Fuck Tom's amazing.
I'm too lazy to go into any depth or write anymore. Fuck, I miss the good ol' days.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Living on the edge

God! I thought I would never have anything remotely connected to Bon Jovi in this blog. Ever. Why did I decide to use that as a title? Good question. I'll let you know when I have an answer. On another note, I believe I have writer's block (whatever they call it now a days). Well, not necessarily writer's block. Perhaps a lack of motivation. Perhaps. I began to write my short (650 word) essay -due next tuesday - but I cannot exceed pass an introduction. Pretty lame, I know. Though I thought it may be because I'm empty on something or the writer's block that i mentioned several lines above, it turns out that I was capable of writing a poem in 5 minutes. Quite neat, huh? Yeah, I thought so too.
Anyways, that is a little depressing to think about (the fact that I could only write an introduction today.....what the fuck did you think it was?). I must have mentioned it a million times in the past, and quite frankly I don't care (about the amount of times I mentioned it of course!) but I should get back to writing on this blog like I did in 2008. That was a good year.
Big game tonight (figuratively) between Boston (top team in the East) and San Jose (top team in the west). Good time hockey. I am very excited for this matchup. Perhaps this is one of the reasons, if not the main reason, why I cannot write more than a fucking introduction. God damn it. Yes I am using the lord's name in vain. Christ, you don't need to point that shit out. Back to hockey. No other thoughts.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

The Dawn before the Night

LMAO
Happy New Years!
2009, bitch!
It's been a long time since I sat here and took some time to write on this blog. Been a long time. Quite busy actually. Well, everyone is.