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How’d He Die?

I went to Yahoo and looked at the top headlines:

Daniel Day Lewis Quits Acting – Who cares?
Johnny Depp is Now Johnny Debt (How Didn’t They Use This Title) – Boo Hoo.
Colin Kapernick Still a Kaperdick – Get a new schtick

Then I saw this one

Prodigy dies at age 42 

My first instinct was the guys who sang Breathe and Firestarter died. I thought they were a group (actually The Prodigy) so I read on to make sure I got my facts straight. Turns out it’s Prodigy of Mobb Deep who died from sickle cell anemia at the age of 42. I’m not that familiar with Prodigy and his impact made no difference in my life, but for some reason or another I needed to know how he died at the age of 42. This was not normal.

I asked myself, why did I care how he died? In the mortal sense, I’m always concerned for my own well being that it’s important to be cognizant of how people around you are dying. When you read about terrorist attacks or people being burned alive in buildings, you chalk these up to freak occurrences and “wrong place, wrong time” type deals. Nothing to worry about. Then you’ll read about the other breed of people who are too rich and get into drugs or too poor and get themselves shot over drugs. Drugs are bad, mmmkay. These don’t apply either. So when you see someone dead at 42 due to neither of these instances, it’s important to know why.

Sickle Cell Anemia is inherent at birth so I let out a sigh of relief. The #1 instinct of a human is survival. Some people disregard this natural born instinct but it’s very much in my mind. I’m pretty sure you only get one crack at life before you get reincarnated as a leaf or kite. Who knows. But dying at 42 is too young. Go see your doctor.




By | 2017-06-20T19:42:06+00:00 June 20th, 2017|My Life|0 Comments

Don’t Be Weighed Down

Below is chart of obesity by State from 2003 to 2015 in the United States. Yellow means fat. What should be startling is that the dark black is still 20%. Colorado and DC are the more fit states while the Southeast is scary.

I’ve had this post in my back pocket for a bit but this chart was the icing on the cake. I can’t quantify it, but when I look around the 1 mile radius that I live in, I’d guess 85% of the people are overweight. Being in shape now a days is a rarity. I can’t tell if people take health less seriously or it’s straight up laziness. A few factors to consider:

  • Income level – People with less money eat unhealthy foods which in turn makes them fatter, quicker. Think fast food.
  • America – The portion sizes in the US are huge. After scrolling through the comments, serving sizes in America are 2x as big as Europe.
  • Exercise – Or lack there of. This can also go hand in hand with a general apathetic attitude towards staying fit.
  • Personally – I don’t eat healthy but I also exercise almost daily. If you are going to drink 20 beers a week and never eat a vegetable, you have to balance that out with some sort of exercise. It’s not that hard to do so and keeps you feeling better about yourself.


By | 2017-06-20T13:37:06+00:00 June 20th, 2017|My Life|1 Comment

Same Old Song and Dance

I upgraded to a server with a “prime” level so I’m hoping the speed will improve. It was only 2 dollars a month more, so I’m going to assume it won’t.

I haven’t been able to post effectively. I start a post, write for a few minutes, then I can it. Without being able to find the time to sit down and write, I can’t hammer out posts in 15 minutes because I’ve done that for so many years and they suck. Problem is, I have too much going on to make this blog happen and I’m disappointing myself.

I’ve been bowling in 2 leagues which pretty much shoots my Monday’s and Wednesday’s (which also happen to be the best TV nights with Better Call Saul and Fargo). I have been trying to do Trivia on Tuesday’s and that kills a night. Thursday is an open night for me but usually I’m so beat from 4 straight days of working that I’m happy to relax and either read or watch TV. When Friday rolls around I’m so excited to get a few days off that I go HAM into Saturday, and then recover all day on Sunday. Toss in a few golf rounds, runs, and bowling and you have my life.

Now you couple that action with a business that is doing more and more and you have a plate that doesn’t allow for blogging. I envy a life where I can wake up at 8am, have a leisurely coffee and breakfast, exercise, then sit down and write on my stupid website. The subtle problem is that this generates 0 income. So instead I have to work a job that pays the bills and the  last time I checked, will never stop coming. Don’t get me wrong, millions of people would die to live this life instead of whatever they are doing, so it’s not like I’m complaining. It’s only this is the same loop over and over again. It’s the rat race of life. And to the people that read this that have a wife and kids, good fucking luck.

Toss in a missed 8 pin in the 10th to go 3-1 last night, my fantasy team losing the last 2 to slip to 8-3 and out of 1st, my DFS Golf hemorrhaging money, the losing poker session at the SugarHouse, my hurt ankle to prevent me from beating Sam in the 5k, and you feel my further frustration.

By | 2017-06-20T09:38:24+00:00 June 20th, 2017|My Life|1 Comment

The Herd Doesn’t Abide By Traffic Regulations

How do these things not get shut down immediately by police?

It’s unfortunately really hard to stop them. They’re not exactly going to pull over for the police and when chased people tend to get hurt (not just the bikers themselves, but pedestrians as well). I don’t know about other cities, but DC has taken to photographing and looking for them afterwards

This was scene in Atlanta. Am I the only one who sees this as a Lord of the Flies governing body? You can’t have 100 motorists saying “fuck it” to the traffic laws. I’m a big supporter of freedom of expression, however, expressing your right to get a group of people together to do whatever the hell you want on the rules of the road, is where the line has to be drawn. I saw these guys in Philly too, and I thought that a police helicopter was following the crew but maybe that was wishful thinking. Undoubtedly people get hurt. This is like Mad Max meets real life. It would be hilarious to see the cops pulling these guys over and handing out traffic violations. The wheelies are also insane.

By | 2017-06-12T13:38:55+00:00 June 12th, 2017|My Life|0 Comments

What I Know

I would love to write more about each topic but I’m pressed for time. Here are a few thoughts on topical events:

  • Super Team – I’m back on forth on the NBA Finals and what’s happening. On one side you have a team that hasn’t lost a game in the playoffs laying pipe in their own stadium. The one dimensional, click bait, dipshits start posting headlines like “Can the Cavs Win a Game?” or “Is KD the Best Player in the League?” Hold on one second. The Cavs got blown out by 15 and 33 last year and the same people start chirping. They won game 3 by 30 and ended up winning in 7. Does this feel a little different because of KD? Maybe a little, but cool your jets. If the Warriors win by double digits in Cleveland, I’ll write about the idea of  a super team, both good and bad, but we’re not there yet.
  • Kathy Griffin – This is the news that I can’t stand. It’s not news. Let this idiot chop off the President’s head. Stop paying attention to her and she’ll go away. It’s like she sits down and says, “this is easily the best idea I have to show my disapproval of what is being carried out.” It’s another turkey who instead of making good happen, they spew their bad after bad.
  • Snaking Back Monday – I finally got to a topic worth commenting on. We are playing tonight for the finals for thousands of dollars. I don’t know the actual breakdown because the league isn’t as transparent as it should be, but I know winning is the move. Money is nice but the reputation of champion is better. It’s what we’ve been playing for from the beginning and I’m sure I’ll post after it’s over.
By | 2017-06-05T17:19:25+00:00 June 5th, 2017|My Life|0 Comments

First Ever Blog Post

If you saw my last post and got to the end, you’d see a sweet green backdrop, white title, and black text against it. High end shit. Moving forward I’m going to be using the Avada editor to build posts and you’ll see more sweet shit. My next step will be getting this site to its own dedicated server. The speed is unbearable for me and this can be improved by getting off of a HostMonster server filled with thousands of other shitheads. It will cost me a few more bucks but it’ll be worth it. With all of these fantastic steps forward, I wanted to bring back the very first post I ever wrote back in 2008. I’ll comment on it further in a subsequent post but all I can say is myself at 25 was pretty annoyed with life, an alcoholic, and gambled over his head. Some things haven’t changed.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Life Rant

First and last post.

Let’s starts with the small stuff that bothers me the most.

The songs on the radio give me a migraine. Currently I had “So What”, “Paper Planes”, “One step at a time”, and anything else that gets played hundreds of times a day. The only good stations are lucy and ethel with a mix of deep tracks. If you don’t know what I’m talking about then get out of the stone age and buy Sirius/Xm. You are doing a disservice to your life by letting the radio brainwash you with their ads.

I find it funny people compare Pandora as a substitue to Satelite radio. After 2 hours of listening to a particular artists, you’ve exhausted 75% of the songs. I pick Paul Simon and I get Carly Simon. Plus it only gives you a certain amount of skips which only pisses off the listener.

So the radio bothers me in my car but of course driving is a whole other issue. Whenever I drive down manayunk ave I get stuck behind a septa bus. They are so wide and make driving hazardous plus they stop every block. And when I get on ridge I find the one trash truck that also has to stop every few seconds. Traffic is always backed up in the morning where ridge moves onto kelly. Then there are two protruding manholes which blow up tires and are impossible to avoid.

Once I get over the driving crisis each morning I like to engage in the financial crisis. It used to be that if the DOW moved 200 points people would be wondering what the hell is happening. Now a 200 point swing is tranquilty. People are so frightened with the money that is disappearing out of their 401k’s and their mutual funds that Chaos has ensued. I have gotten numb to the point that I just figure i’m somewhat young and hopefully this will pass. Although I certainly don’t expect it to fly by.

My computer has gone hay-wire. My pokeroffice has stopped responding due to a javalanchermachineerror and my outlook one day decided to stop sending emails. I think it’s time that I uninstall aim due to the fact if I deleted everyone I still talk to I’d be talking to myself (hence the blog).

And when all this gets mushed into a 5 day workweek, it makes me want to get smashed to the point of oblivion. Which obviously just exacerbates the situation. People held accountable for things you can’t remember doesn’t seem fair, however let me tell you certainly is true. Being drunk has lost me so many dollars that I probably wouldn’t have to save for retirement anymore. So pretty much every Monday morning I wake up feeling awful, extremely dehydrated from Sunday drinking (obviously) and thinking that I can’t believe I have to do it all over again.


By | 2017-05-24T12:19:27+00:00 May 24th, 2017|My Life|0 Comments

Rolling Into The Finals

I’m not going to hold the suspense of our bowling playoff match…we won.

Snaking Back Monday got off to a slow start losing game 1. It’s hard to explain how this happens but we had 3 opens in our first 4 bowlers. Without putting any blame on any one individual, I was 100% the reason we lost game 1. I rolled a 158 while the rest of the team was around their average. I flat out wasn’t putting strikes on strikes and I missed a 7 pin. Inexcusable performance.

Game 2 was all my brother. Sam carried the team on his back with a well timed 269. The other team came back down to Earth during this game as well and we ended up winning by 50 pins. I’ll note that I threw a 3rd frame, first ball gutter, that cost me many pins and thankfully didn’t suck the wind out of our sails.

Game 3 was for all the marbles and a spot in the finals. Obviously this was crunch time as this 1 game was going to determine our fate. Fortunately for us, we didn’t win the game as much as the other team lost it. Don’t get me wrong, we bowled well, but the other team caked their pants. I stomped their will with a final game 239 and the team did its part in the providing full support. Strong final game by the Wevs and and we’re anticipating the Weens to be brought back to life in the finals. Positive thinking.

I welcome all blog readers to support us in the finals on Monday6/5 at 6:30 pm. Everyone is encouraged to show up as a cheering section will hopefully spook the other team. Home field advantage means a lot and I’m sure we’ll buy plenty of drinks with our winnings from the 31 week season.

By | 2017-05-23T09:39:56+00:00 May 23rd, 2017|My Life|0 Comments

Pics of the Past

My family went home for Mother’s Day and we were rummaging through old pictures. People love seeing how styles change so I’ll present to you some 90’s pictures to the early 00’s. I didn’t bring the Sam and I with dumb and dumber haircuts which had me on the floor but these will still be entertaining.

Halloween – Pretty sweet costumes made by our parents. If I wasn’t just crying, I’m about to be.

First Day of School – Notice my shoes in this picture. This was my favorite shirt.

First Day of School –  We were poor, my shoes didn’t change from the previous year. This was actually my favorite shirt. Laura had that pose nailed down. My mom said it was from a different day rather than year…

2nd Grade Project – The scan didn’t come over right but I wasn’t very creative as a kid. Art was my worst subject every single year. Upper left was a descriptoin of yourself which was smart, athletic, and I’m thinking small unless Spud Webb was my favorite player. JC and Cal Ripkin as role models. I obviously knew what I born to do at a young age. The Bobby Hurley player was a bit odd but I remember the 1990 Topps Bball set with draftpicks was my favorite set of cards.

Our Grandparents Motorhome – Plaid shorts with Shaq shoes. Nailed it.

Best Travel Baseball Team UD Has Ever Seen? – 40 game win streak.

TC Pre-Puberty – I make this point all the time in athletics that when you are young for your grade, you don’t stand a chance early on.

Golfing in High School Years – These old style golf shoes are so early 00’s.

By | 2017-05-15T16:20:29+00:00 May 15th, 2017|My Life|0 Comments

Taking it to Comcast

My bill from Comcast was $236 this month and that didn’t sit well with me. I have all the movie channels except TMC , 2 DVR HD boxes, and supposedly fast internet. I watch a decent amount of sports and HBO so it’s worth it to me. I truly have no idea how people live without this type of package. I assume they read more or just don’t know what they are missing.

My good friend Evan works Q and A at Comcast. He answers questions which sounds like a pretty needed job at Comcast. Just kidding. QA as quality assurance for their apps. He actually has nothing to do with customer support I only wanted to include a human being to make this my experience more personable.

I called up and got a customer service rep and we were reviewing my package. I asked what my internet speed should be and he said 200mbs. When he said “200mbs”, I spit out my coffee and I wasn’t even drinking any. I did a speed check while we were on the phone and it was 2.0. I moved on to demanding that he discontinue my modem rental fee as I’ve been paying for 3 years and I have to had purchased it at this point. He was giving me a hard time so I told him that I was done talking to him and I want to be transferred. He asked if I would like technical or retention first. I said what the hell does it matter, give me technical suppor.

Technical was going through my account and told me there was an ingress on my account. I was like what the fuck is that? She said that it was put on there on April 17th. I asked what year? She mildly laughed and said she would have to get a rep out to me which we scheduled for Friday. I then asked for her to patch me to retention which she did.

When the new rep got on she said they can give me the same promotion without the sports package, which I only want for Red Zone, for $164 which is $20 less than my current bundle. Then I said this to her, “If you ordered a sandwich at a restaurant, and I gave you half a sandwich, you wouldn’t pay full price, this is what is happening with my internet speed. I’m paying for 200, and your giving me 2, I would like some compensation.” She was only doing her job and gave me a $40 credit which even though minimal, at least admits they are wrong.

All that being said, it took 50 minutes, I shaved about 30 bucks a month off my bill, got the new modem and X1 boxes, and have a technician to make sure I’m getting what I pay for. If I don’t make this call, I’m sitting here in the stone age waiting 3 minutes for this blog to post.



By | 2017-05-13T20:04:37+00:00 May 13th, 2017|My Life|1 Comment

Back From Austin…Massachusetts

After a brief hiatus, the blog is back.

I traveled to Austin, Texas on Thursday morning for Big Steve McGrath’s bachelor party. A group of us arrived at 1ish in Austin to start with some beers and Bangers, the bar, near Rainey Street. The early restaurant experience gave a feel of a slower pace in the South from the Northeast, but overall likable people. I’m going to breeze through these days only because a complete write up at this point holds little value. Essentially most bars have outdoor patio areas, Lone Stars, and plenty of people looking to party. The first night had its array of arm wrestling contests, drunken conversations, and a bike ride back from 22nd street.

Our boat…not.

The next morning I awoke, chugged some coffee, ate a breakfast burrito, and got ready for the boat ride around Devils’s Cove on Lake Travis. We boarded a school bus that drove us 45 minutes to a lake where we had rented a party boat. Ian was encouraging a case race on the bus but the group was a bit frazzled from the night before and this wasn’t happening. Ed got Gerald some Cider’s and we killed a few cases of High Life and Tecate to set the tone. Noted that I drink beer faster than Ian.

It was a hot day and I applied sun screen to my face but not my whole body. Mistake. You’d think 5 hours on a boat with 18 bro’s would be a bit much, and it probably was. The day was perfect though and everyone enjoyed themselves. Survivor flip cup was a fun drinking game which Ian eventually lost for our team after saying, “this could be my moment”. We made sure to finish the keg on the way out and then kept drinking on the bus ride home. People were all over the place at this point and pretty exhausted. We rallied for BBQ at Cooper’s and a night at the Container bar. I called it a night around midnight but this was an all day drinkathon and people were dropping like flies towards the end.

Good picture of 6th st

On Saturday there was a street festival down 6th which made the day quite packed with people and activities. We tried to find a breakfast establishment but this was not as easy as it seems. It appears that Austin can’t serve alcohol until 11am which puts the kabash on most breakfast joints. The group found a luxuriously weird breakfast spot in the Marriot. After that we gathered together and bar hopped for the day watching the Kentucky Derby somewhere in there. The night found us rendezvousing and eventually staying out all night. Details excluded.

Death called on Sunday as we gathered to head to the airport. I’m sure everyone was feeling it at this point. I slogged through the 3 hour plane ride in an almost catatonic state that wouldn’t leave me until 8:34pm Tuesday evening as I type this post. Either way, I wouldn’t change a thing. It was a life experience I’ll never forget.

Special thanks to Ed for doing all the planning. To Ian for being a weirdo and taking the verbal abuse away from everyone else. And Steve for having a great group of friends. Til next time.

By | 2017-05-09T20:48:30+00:00 May 9th, 2017|My Life|0 Comments