tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108209142012-02-15T23:29:46.672-08:00I feel things are changing for the better. And the good.Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.comBlogger801100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-11969988840826283912007-07-20T02:36:00.000-07:002007-07-20T03:12:01.559-07:00

As some of you may know, Chad and I had a break-up, and it was fucking nasty. Basically it boils down, on my side of it, wanting to move to Chicago with my girlfriend, and the fact that he had broken up with his girl and was going through, what I felt, was an extremely angry phase. Chad ended up changing the locks, but still wanted me to pay for 2 months of rent while locked out. I could

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1145542396842337792006-04-20T07:03:00.000-07:002006-04-20T07:14:39.286-07:00

Here is the email I sent to my Direct Boss, as well as a Blind Carbon Copy (BCC:) to my VP, as he and I are tight:Greetings, I have to have today and tomorrow off for an extremely necessary decompression. If I have to come in, it will be to no one's benefit, in fact quite the opposite. I feel as though, if I try to work through any problem we have, it either is ignored and subsequently

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1145392149519093582006-04-18T11:54:00.000-07:002006-04-18T13:29:09.573-07:00

These days, no matter WTF you do, your boss (or, possibly, 17 bosses with undetermined responsibilities) is always right there with you, like a boil on your taint that just keeps coming back, over and over again.And really, we can all blame Alexander Graham Bell, or perhaps James Clerk Maxwell, for providing us with the capability to be hassled by the fucking man 24-7, and possibly get brain

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1144612075085745352006-04-09T12:07:00.000-07:002006-04-12T07:53:54.520-07:00

Reeder and myself have both noticed an increase in the amount of women that tote around medium to small size dogs. Sometimes these animals will be in a tee shirt or perhaps sport a ribbon in their hair. Rest assured that none of these dogs have testicles. Reed an I differ in opinion about the usefulness of dogs. If a $1000 vet bill comes between me and my little friend, little friend will be

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1143601151422547832006-03-28T15:24:00.001-08:002006-03-28T21:01:59.483-08:00

I dunno what it was that clued me in that the vacation was filled with bad mojo, maybe it was when my lifelong buddy was rolling his wang off while the Coast Guard was searching the boat for drugs. Really bad. Were it not for a quick slight of hand, and a charming conversation about the national championship, I have a feeling many, many people would have gone to jail. A gaggle of Jewish lawyers

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1143485483060873342006-03-27T10:50:00.000-08:002006-03-27T11:04:59.286-08:00

To those of you think War of the Worlds was a waste of time and money I say to you this, “BULLY!” This movie has gone through the ringer this year. Look, I don’t care if Tom Cruise worships bagel-dogs and prays to his own stool. People wanted to see him fuck up and they ended up finding flaws that weren’t even there. Tom shows us that even in the role of the common shit on blue collar worker

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1143485371346081942006-03-27T10:47:00.000-08:002006-03-27T10:49:59.513-08:00

The prodigal friend has returned to the Crescent City. This time I didn’t drive anywhere. The plan was to simply get pick up my vehicle and get wasted. Mission accomplished. It’s a week before St. Patrick’s Day but these assholes are having a parade. They’re so drunk they don’t even know what day it is. They ride these decommissioned Marti Gras floats where they throw beads, stuffed

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1140660685294760352006-02-22T18:07:00.000-08:002006-02-22T18:13:29.353-08:00

This haunting fear loomed over me as I entered the city of New Orleans. I had created this picture in my mind of a post apocalyptic Mad Max world of survival of the most creatively armed. Desperate men would be walking the streets capable of anything to survive in the ruins of a storm torn city. I was even more scared when I realized I had no idea where my friend’s place was and I’d have to

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1139642110053632762006-02-10T23:03:00.000-08:002006-02-11T08:11:29.150-08:00

When I am not sucking off truckers, according to Chad, I am sometimes called upon to travel to remote locations, and teach people to read. I call it reading, because, jesus christ, they have the tech bulletins! How hard can it be to set up a damn well. Plug and play people, plug and play.Apparently, my time is worth about $900 a day. WTF, I was a stoned couch coaster not fucking 9 months ago.

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1139264574229836462006-02-06T14:14:00.000-08:002006-02-06T14:26:23.543-08:00

Some fucking days, you find that you are miserable, your ex is dating a doctor and is totally happy, you have 6 projects going on, one of which is due today, and one which involves you flying to Alaska for a week, you can't pay for a traffic ticket because everyone works 10-2, you have a piss test you are scared shitless of, never have any time to workout, can't motivate yourself, and your ex is

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1138467484319866482006-01-28T08:53:00.000-08:002006-01-28T08:58:04.336-08:00

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1137084102998004292006-01-12T07:46:00.000-08:002006-01-12T09:25:11.253-08:00

It's my favorite time of year again. No, it's not President's Day. No, it's not Ramadan. No, it's not National Porn Week. It's girl scout cookie time. These delicious little morsels of sugary goodness make this rubenesque tummy sing with want. I don't think that the descriptions on the side of these boxes give these little delights there propers. I'd like to offer these alternative

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1136711072809413702006-01-08T01:04:00.000-08:002006-01-08T01:52:00.586-08:00

I suppose that if I was Chinese sweat shop labor working my fingers bloody attaching those little rings on nikes that hold the shoe strings I would lie to myself to justify my existence. I would tell myself that I was contributing to the world economy and my blindness and broken digits were character building. Maybe it's human nature to make the best of a situation in order to keep from suicide

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1128308667815116442005-10-02T18:48:00.000-07:002005-10-02T20:04:32.496-07:00

I saw him catch a ball thrown by Jimmy Kimmel the other day. He did the queerest catch of all, the double arm under catch. And it was during some NFL game. I could see Jimmy's desire to show just how queer Clay is just bursting out. He even did a slow motion replay. But WTF is up with ABC pushing that fag's PR harder than Clay pushes at his male fans? Just milking the "is he gay or

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1126758151345088772005-09-14T20:38:00.000-07:002005-09-14T21:22:31.360-07:00

Falvin Shmavin. Bored off my ass so this post will be all over the place.Britney had a kid today, a boy, through C-section. No loose pussy for Cletus, I tell you what.My Buddy Amir is in Odessa, shooting a film, they start on the 8th of October. Super Duper. I may get to lay it down on an up and comer. Or I may get slapped down like a bitch.Almost Convinced Dolph of the concept of Global

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1126583863319518952005-09-12T20:37:00.000-07:002005-09-15T20:06:03.556-07:00

After just passing the sphincter of America, lovely Eunice New Mexico (or Anus, as I like to call it), the brilliant Adolphus and I arrived at our new home for about a week, just outside of a little town called Nadine. Needing water, Dolph suggested that I go grab some at the nearest local store, the Town & Country, about 4 miles down the road. Walking in, I notice a very cute Hispanic Girl

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1125937739132158782005-09-05T09:28:00.000-07:002005-09-05T09:59:56.296-07:00

Hello, this is your friend and neighborhood Republican Fuckjob McShithead. I hope everyone out there is enjoying their catered bar-b-que lake picnics and box seats at the stadium this weekend, because I know I will.This morning, my wife and I discussed having missionary sex but decided against it, so I retreated to our lake house kitchen where our servant LaKisha prepared us eggs benedict and

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1125874377643809512005-09-04T15:14:00.000-07:002005-09-04T16:01:58.546-07:00

I figure every other jerk-off in the world is putting their dime's worth of bullshit in about the relief effort and the death of the only honest town in America, so now it's my turn. The only real mutha fucka saying anything worth a damn is Kayne West, laying it on the shoulders of the man where-the-buck-stops, or at least in other days it did. It sure as shit ain't the me decade, but the "What,

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1124452097767961202005-08-19T01:58:00.000-07:002005-08-26T07:06:39.633-07:00

The exclusive back room of the club who's name escapes me looked like the remnants of a velvet sneeze. Giant mustard yellow couches, oversized lemon yellow chairs, and orange-yellow velvet drapes hung on the wall splattered with random art arranged much like a game of tetris. I don't entirely remember how I became the focus of everyone's attention, but I had just done some coke in the bathroom

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1123646123728456572005-08-09T20:28:00.000-07:002005-08-09T20:55:23.736-07:00

As I was driving through Hobbs a few days ago, a sudden feeling of jubilation tore through me like a case of ex lax: Soon I was to be in Texas. As that feeling ripped through me, I looked up and saw that beautiful sign of entrance into this great land. Texas gets in your blood, you just know when you are home.I missed all the insanity, the friendly folks, the 4.2% beer, the blonds, the legs,

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1123237362763571762005-08-05T03:12:00.000-07:002005-08-08T08:49:21.010-07:00

I love poker. I love it too much. I replaced my alcoholism and drug use for the game of chance. I'm a gambler, but when you waste over four hundred dollers a month on a sport that you are obvously not good at it's time to reevaluate.I'm done. It's over. No more poker. I decided this last night when my two pair didn't stand up against my friends top pair that tripped up on the river. One last

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1122944904462078942005-08-01T18:07:00.000-07:002005-08-01T18:26:49.943-07:00

An Odd thought occurred to me last night about the real purpose of any governmental institution. There is, of course, the concept of the "social contract" in that governments, whatever they may be, are chosen by the populace to implement a stable system of rules and programs to benefit them. These social contracts varying widely often based on the cultural/violent tendencies of the people bound,

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1122677724504701772005-07-29T15:44:00.000-07:002005-07-29T16:28:23.870-07:00

Would you like to fight me? I'm ready, ho. Anytime you want. I can't wait till we finally meet in the flesh again, so I can knock that fat melon of yours around. Remember the time you told that guy, who told the other guy, about that shit you said about me? Yeah, that time man, that other dude told me. And I'm fucking pissed. It's been a while since I fought someone, and even longer since I got

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1122592829553618582005-07-28T15:59:00.000-07:002005-07-29T16:25:49.916-07:00

I figure, if, on average, lets say I get laid twice a week, in my employer's eyes (monetary value), that adds up to about, oh, lets say $500 a week, minimum. But, this doesn't include interest/inflation. And this interest/inflation scale is not exponential, but geometric, in that it is an exponent of itself, i.g. X^X. So, the longer I wait, the greater the buildup of interest/inflation, thus the

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1122411622474643192005-07-26T15:59:00.000-07:002005-07-26T14:18:24.466-07:00

I love new gadgets. You can often find me perusing Gizmodo. com in search of the newest doo dad or thingy. My FUCKING POS Nokia I bought not even a year ago won't turn on. Granted I ripped the on/of switch off with my teeth, but still. Anyway, I had to drive to the nearest town to my current location which was Hobbs. If anyone has ever been to Hobbs they know it's a genetic cul-de-sac of washed

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1122387052157120432005-07-26T07:10:00.000-07:002005-07-26T07:10:52.160-07:00

They say that money reveals the man, so in order to get in touch with myself I meditate on having more money than I would know what to do with. Here are only five of the many contributions I intend to make to society.1. Generate Multiple Illegitimate ChildrenWhy are we here? We're here to 'do it.' "Be fruitful and multiply." the good lord said, and that's exactly what I intend to do. I would pray

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1122335945499267252005-07-25T16:48:00.000-07:002005-07-25T17:30:46.826-07:00

My email to Max Boot, a senior fellow at the Council on Foreign Relations, in response to his fucking kick ass article in the LA Times. All of you had better start thinking about the future of conflict on this planet, because it is inevitable, on some front. Read the article (Link below) and Max's discussion of the concept of "Unrestricted Warfare." Howdy Max, I just read your most recent

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1122247919809789882005-07-24T16:28:00.000-07:002005-07-24T16:31:59.816-07:00

Those Japanese can make a fucking robot, no doubt. The fucking thing may only move at 1.5 km/hr, but baby steps dude, baby steps. Find it here, and breath a little bit easier.rockreeder

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1122208013642201742005-07-24T04:30:00.000-07:002005-07-25T05:59:57.166-07:00

My dearest Jessica I know you don't know me from Adam and this may sound a little creepy, but will you marry me? Wait, wait, don't get all creeped out on me just yet. Let me explain myself.First off, I've never seen an episode of your show. I don't watch it because my extreme jealousy of Nick Lashey will only drive me to express it with destruction of public and private property. I've also

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1122083775971454162005-07-22T18:25:00.000-07:002005-07-22T18:56:15.986-07:00

As Mike so accurately stated, yes, two roughnecks fought, but only one was left standing, giving light to the creed "Two roughnecks enter, one roughneck leave." This contest featured two of our previous friends: Dave, who is on the outs and lost his wife and kids to one of Wyoming's doughnut chompin' finest, and Marcus, the Sam Elliot dude who is cool as fuck, and yet looks like he could punch

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1121977583292714402005-07-21T13:25:00.000-07:002005-07-21T16:10:08.470-07:00

Well, the world continues to revolve at 7.27 x 10-5 radians a second (a circle has 2pi radians, the earth's circumference is 24,900 miles, so figure it out yourself, you lazy bastards), and I am here marking time while the mill tries to fish out the 3 cones lost off the drilling bit. Driller here is a little, uh, spun up, so he got aggressive with the weight on bit last night. Good guy, but

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1121612898059296692005-07-17T00:29:00.000-07:002005-07-17T08:38:05.536-07:00

When the zombie invasion comes, will YOU be ready? Will you be ready when Darwin's theory does a 180 and he returns from the grave to chomp on your poodle. Will you be ready when you're faced with the decision to blow out the brains of your vacant eyed lover? WILL YOU BE READY, when the gates of hell are opened and disembowlments become status quo? I've devised a simple guide that will better

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1121572230265416812005-07-16T20:47:00.000-07:002005-07-16T20:52:12.546-07:00

I have seen many, many videos on the Internet, of all sorts. But this one here takes the fucking cake. The dude's reaction to Maury is just the best, leaving no trace of ambiguity as to how he feels about the announcement. Just fucking great.

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1121366016717824912005-07-14T10:33:00.000-07:002005-07-15T06:26:09.883-07:00

Anyone who knows me knows that I'm constantly in preparation for the Robot Armageddon. If you don't know what that is, you better start doing your research. Sure, Robots now are simple floor vacuums and lawn mowers, but just wait... Just you wait. Already American companies are experimenting with robots called S.W.O.R.D.S. These robots can carry machine guns and/or grenade launchers. In

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1121151626956333312005-07-11T23:01:00.000-07:002005-07-12T01:24:10.223-07:00

The job gives you free time. Say you are watching the shale shaker, and you begin to compare the erratic vibrations of the filtering mud/cuttings to the gravitational well of a black hole. Noted Quantum Mechanic work by Stephen Hawkings describes the interesting phenomenon of photon emission by black holes. The nature of our universe, multiverse really, shows that all outliers are possible, given

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1120996761391712742005-07-10T03:43:00.000-07:002005-07-10T09:25:29.483-07:00

I'm just back from seeing the Fantastic 4. They are pretty fantastic but the movie is what I call 'Movie Light.' Not too complicated, nothing too deep, no outstanding acting, no huge plot twists, but entertaining none the less. I could just stare at a poster of Jessica Alba for two and a half hours and say the same thing probably. The best part of the movie was the transition the characters make

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1120776498345506262005-07-07T15:13:00.000-07:002005-07-07T15:51:38.626-07:00

Being the adventurous sort, and having spent just about as much time as one can in a trailer and on the Internet (mutually inclusive), the itch to explore the area took hold, and I was off. The area around the rig is fucking beautiful. Mostly sand with frequently spotted plants and trees. I kept running into the strangest shit out there. Old Jars and cans, Blown up trailers from 1987, either by

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1120597969810435932005-07-05T14:12:00.000-07:002005-07-05T14:16:13.080-07:00

I had to put this up. I saw this on Fark.com and had to post it. The title of the photoshop was The last picture I took before it was too late.

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1119934495357624462005-06-27T21:48:00.000-07:002005-06-27T22:01:41.726-07:00

Jew here.So, my days are like this:Get up around 4-5 AM, fall out of the top bunk of the trailer bedroom onto the floor... hard, say the word "fuck" about 5 times, walk to the kitchen, make 12 cups of coffee that would make a spoon stand straight up, drink 2 of them, open the door and look out to a 100 foot metal structure holding about 200-300 thousand lbs of steel piping extending about 9000

Reederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14891959120100864416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1119785333719452642005-06-26T02:26:00.000-07:002005-06-26T04:40:48.750-07:00

Old people kinda creep me out. Growing up I never felt completely comfortable around my aging father. Not much has changed. Anyone over 55 gives me the willies. There are exceptions though. Close family and aging hipsters don't bother me so much, but the rest are just plain creepy.Take this guy I'm training for example. He's in his late 50's and missing a tooth which doesn't help matters any. You

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1119510649924462562005-06-23T00:10:00.000-07:002005-06-23T02:22:04.566-07:00

For a man who wears bikini bottoms and fake boobs, Leslie has more balls than anyone I know. This guy woke up one day and said, "You know, I don't want to work anymore and dress up like a woman every day.", and he fucking did it. The rest of us suckers have to go to work every day and pretend to be satisfied with our lives. This abomination is happier than a pig in shit 24 friggin' 7. It's

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1118040072004380482005-06-05T23:41:00.000-07:002005-06-06T00:13:34.786-07:00

Primer is one of those movies that you see sitting on the shelf of Blockbuster and put it in one of two categories: Foreign Crap or Indy Crap. This movie is neither. It's definitely Indy but certainly not crap.Two engineers developing doo dads in their garage in their spare time stumble upon an amazing discovery. They make a time machine. Not your standard time machine but one that works on

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1117930622209745952005-06-04T17:17:00.000-07:002005-06-04T17:19:06.826-07:00

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1117456216947882852005-05-30T05:30:00.000-07:002005-05-30T07:06:08.490-07:00

As debates rage on across the country about filibusters, UN appointments, and the war in Iraq I think we should ponder more relevant questions to our everyday lives. The question I refer to is the delicious sandwich verses the hot chick conundrum.This may seem like a simple question at first, "Dude! Are you gay? The chick!" most would say. A typical macho response but once we analyze the

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1116966567074119142005-05-24T13:29:00.000-07:002005-05-25T13:01:16.526-07:00

If you haven't seen this by now you're really missing out. Click here. Enjoy.

Chadwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14749099782927570043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10820914.post-1116639584026020892005-05-20T18:38:00.000-07:002005-05-21T09:12:21.486-07:00

Oh God I'm going to hell for writing this, but, fuck it. I'm sure what I'm about to write is going to bite me in the ass so hard I'll feel it until my death, but I'm going to be honest. There's no sense in sugar coating the truth. She was hideous. A grotesque. A truly scary woman. Her buggy eyes were so far apart she wouldn't see me if I was standing right in front of her. Horse teeth, braces,

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(Mass applause) Thank you. Thank you. Graduates! Well, you made it. Congrats. The future is yours and hitch your wagon to a star and blah de blah blah-blah blah blah. Whoop dee diddly do. You get a piece of paper that says you graduated. That is, unless you haven't returned that book on Russian economics that you never bothered to open. The diploma is a Golden Ticket granting entrance into the

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Sometimes I'll be driving in my truck, hear a song on the radio, and say to my passenger, "What movie?" A quick "No." is usually the response. By the tone in their voice I can tell that they are really saying, "No, you movie obsessed weirdo I don't know what random piece of worthless trivia you're referring to."I know that these little nuggets of info are truly worthless in the long run, but you

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The Urban Dictionary defines a Jew fro as "A fro that resides on the head of a Jew." Of course not all Jews have fros, big noses, nor do they all secretly run the world as your local anti-Semite might have you believe. There are in fact Jews in this world that have a curly tuft of hair on the top of their heads when not properly maintained sticks out like a period stain on a wedding dress. Just

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I wake up every morning here in Huntington, Utah surrounded by mountains and the smell of mesquite in the air. I can't complain. I spend my entire day playing online poker and listening to Walter rant about the gas mileage of "Detroit's crap!" You might remember Walter from a previous post. Well, I now have the absolute pleasure of working with him.A little nappy-poo It's not as bad as I thought

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John Parks Yes, it was that time of year where everyone celebrates the fact that you have not died. I felt like dyeing three days previous when the man pictured above served me yet another gut wrenching delicacy that he serves in his rat nest he calls a kitchen. I spent the next three days spewing poop into every toilet in Austin and Travis counties.I still had not recovered by that hollowed date

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I bae the president. Click here to see the Pirate Captain's acceptance speech.

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Shit Sucker Yes, the shit sucker. All day long he drives around his shit filled truck going from port-a-john to septic tank removing the feces like some sort of disgusting reverse Johnny Appleseed. I put this job second on my list of top 10 crappy jobs only behind Crack Whore.I was having a pity party thinking about how much I hate not being able to have a beer after work or even having a weekend

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Yarrrr! The new student body president for North Carolina State University is The Pirate captain.The Pirate Captain 4044 58.0%Will Quick 2926 42.0%I, of course, sent my congratulations:Pirate Captain,Excellent work! I have to say that I'm a fan. I don't go to your university, hell, I don't even live in your state, but I think what you did is fucking awesome! I've enjoyed watching your progress

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Mucho Trabajo, Poco Dinero This pack of que balls are the pinche roughnecks of United rig #30. With the casino down the road the gambling bug has set in. They started off with washers last week and now Martinez has lost $150 playing whore house games with his workmates. Of course I joined in and,of course, I lost $9."Thanks for the $9!", Pedro said in broken English.I hit the casino yesterday too

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Pirate Captain If you haven't heard there's this kid at North Carolina State University that's running for student body president under the name Pirate Captian. In the election he got 44% of the biggest turn out in the school's election history. Now there's a runoff and looks like the Pirate Captian is a shoe in. I thought this was a riot. I sent him an email to wish him luck in the upcoming

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Choices...Choices It's 2:30 on a Saturday night and I'm here on the web. Pathetic. About this time last year I would have been stumbling to my car on sixth street hoping I don't kill some truckload of Mexicans on their way to work the graveyard shift at the power plant. In retrospect I would say I had equally as many shitty nights as good nights and a couple great nights out on the town. Either

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I've just spent a week in front of a computer screen googleing everything from haunted ebay auctions to ways to destroy the career of Ashlee Simpson. This is what you do with your free time when you're stuck in the middle of nowhere... Waiting. Today while the geologist and his wife came into the trailer and started yammering on about their family, pueblos, and historical figures that I could

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And for no particular reason... a really hot girl. 

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Television blowsCops, Fox, and those sitcom showsBrain mold starts to growCrystal meth is goodI would do it if I couldThen talk talk talk talkThe mystic garden of...haiku If I don't eat foodI could have a feeding tubeUp my ass it goesNo it's not my kidFrom your womb it must be ridI ain't gunna' payThank you.

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Roughneck! I went up to steal some of the roughneck cookies and took this picture. I caught it at the exact moment when Miguel was about to get hit with the tongs.

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Yeah, I have not posted anything in a while. Ya know why? Because who gives a fuck what I have to say anyway. This has been a completely selfish endeavor. I can say whatever I want and nobody will read it. Most people just skim through my bullshit and look at the pictures. That is if they even bother to click on my link or enter my URL. To that I say "Fuck you very much!" I've added a hit counter

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Dunefield against Sangre de Christo Mountains In 2000 Bill Clinton made The Great Sand Dunes of Colorado a National Park. It wasn't until last year that the proper land acquisitions made it official. I was in the area so I checked it out. The Great Sand Dunes are somewhat of an anomaly and some of the secrets have only recently come to light. The Dunes are over cover 39 square miles, get up to

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Finally, a shower. Now that cheese and dirt levels are at an acceptable level I'm much more relaxed. I've been on the road for the last 10 hours. The last 3 were the worst but let's begin at the beginning.Portland, Oragon I drove from Wamsutter, Wyoming to Boise Idaho then hopped a plane to Portland, Oregon to visit my buddy David Ezrailson. We immediately had breakfast at "My Father's Place." A

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The roughneck came back to the trailer today out of his work clothes and asked me for $10. I lied and told him I only carry credit. He was looking very sober and depressed. He mumbled something about quitting and how some relative of his refused to lend him any more money. I don't know what the real story is but he doesn't work for this drilling company any more.A Texan in Wyoming Yes, here I am

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I usually don't chronicle my day to day because it's pretty boring. Yesterday was different. This roughneck came bursting in our trailer loud as ever. Come to find out that it was payday and he's wasted on Jack Daniels. He offered us some and we respectfully declined. He proceeded to tell us that he had been in the pokey for 7 years for God-knows-what up in Salt Lake City. He had been approached

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Geology field camp. I googled my name on the internet and took a little stroll down memory lane. I found my sedimentary rocks professor's website with pictures from my geology field camp. A few weeks after this photo was taken I broke my leg in half. "The Pearl" was like a decade old when he went on this trip but still kept the pace. Rodrego there is the only one of this group I still keep up

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Popular internet picture. 

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This is for the guy who primps for hours in the mirror. The guy who gets all sensitive when his buddies point out that he's getting a little fatter. This is for the guy who stays up all night when American Classic Movies runs an Audrey Hepburn marathon. The guy who secretly feels something move in his pants every time he sees a Richard Simmons fitness tape. You know who you are.When you're a male

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While Sadona swam in the onboard pool, I was sunbathing naked on the bow of the Prince Theadore. The vessel was a gift from the Price of Tunisia in gratitude for my marriage to his daughter Phillip. It's the smallest of my fleet but has the most comfortable of facilities. The sun was shining and the Caribbean waters were calm enough not to spill my full-to-the-brim martini. I had just finished a

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Yes, I was a bad waiter. I admit that. I feel sorry for those out there that had me to serve them especially during my early months. I heard on Anderson Cooper 360 a report on waiters spitting and contaminating food. Like this is some big story. It's been happening for years. I'm not going say I ever did anything like that but I sure as hell understand it. I just cannot stand people constantly

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Who is this you ask? This is Kaytlin. I met her on friendster. I sent her a picture of me. I like this one because the sun reflects perfecly off my toned body and perfect skin:That's when the letters started and haven't stopped.Chadwicki,Oh how I long for your touch. I want to tear and rip at your skin so that I can taste you and have you become a part of me. You're death will mark in the annals

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Performance by an actor in a leading roleJamie Foxx in Booty CallDon Cheadle "Hotel Rwanda"Johnny Depp "Finding Neverland"Leo "The Aviator"Clint "Million dollar Baby"Jamie Foxx "Ray"I got Jamie on this one. The problem with a lot of comedians turned actors is that they try to incorporate their shtick into their performance. The worst is Robin Williams who is Robin Williams in every role he plays.

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I have a job where I travel alot. The company puts me up in these little trailers on the job location. The bathroom is usually easy to access but this is rediculous!Do you see how far the toilet is from the sink!? A man of my stature has problems with this little arangement! I have to sit sideways or my knees hit the sink drainpipe. The worst part is I have to leave the bathroom to wipe! This is

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I am now a blogger. My friend David Jewsrailson has informed me that this blog is gay and he "throws up in his mouth a little when he looks at it." I was curious as to where he could have gotten this notion. I searched around today to see what other people are blogging about. Some people seem to use blogging for business and political reasons but mostly it's a forum for self absorbed women and

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Morning comes to Wyomingland. I took this from my door. Good gravy it's friggin' cold!

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Today Chris Farley would have been 41 years old. I loved that fat bastard. Too many bacon cheeseburgers and too much of the 'ol white lady. A damn shame. 

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Daryl Hanna in Playboy Nov. 2003. I love this picture. 

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I wrote this to my friend from Sri Lanka who I haven't seen in a long time. I don't think he bought it.I just wanted to let you know that I was vacationing in Sri Lanka for the holidays. You know, to escape the hussle bussle of American Christmas. Being a Satanist I find that the very sight of Jesus, and all, makes me physically ill. Anyway, when staying at the Hilton, along the shoreline, you

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Welcome to The Ultimate Super Extreme Mega Blog or USEMB. I have plans for this blog, big plans, but I have no idea what I'm doing. Since I'm on the road all the time I thought this would be a good idea to keep up with everyone who is near and dear to yours truly. I'll be posting my all kinds of junk here.If you're reading this you probably got my email. Good. Now, please leave a post here just

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