New/Old Theme

I’ve gone back to this theme with the hope of signaling a change of shitty posts. My post count in May is way down from prior months and I guess I shouldn’t really be too surprised that my readership has been decreasing with my lack of updates. I think I’ve come up with a fairly decent idea to actually give this blog some sort of a theme. I’m going to be focusing on a new products blog where I’ll come up with some ideas for new inventions or things I would like to see on the market or at least something that I think will sell. These ideas may be outlandish and impractical but I think I have a mind for this and maybe some people will find it interesting. I just needed to have some direction because I had fallen off the path a bit and wasn’t able to put together good posts anymore. I’ll still provide updates to things in my life but hopefully only things of interest.

One thing of interest actually did happen last night though. I got home from work and went on my 12 mile Kelly Drive run. I hadn’t done this run in exactly one month and I knew I’d been slacking since my broad street debacle. I was just hoping to finish it without caring much for the time. I ended up doing it 4 minutes slower than my fastest time ever and the time was reflective of where I was at the end of March. Slacking for 3 weeks put me back about 3 weeks in training. Not to mention that when your out of shape and trying to finish runs like that, it’s torture. I’m really feeling it today but hopefully I can use that as a spring board for staying in shape over the summer. I know that wasn’t interesting but now for the interesting part.

The wagon and I go to the Bayou to get some wings. They have like .20 wings and 1.75 beers so it’s a pretty good deal. In walks this girl who is with a guy and she seems oddly familiar to me. They sit at the bar which is about 5 feet from the table we are at. I still can’t place the girl and then I hear her talk and it hits me, she’s the girl that I picked up and came over to our APT after Riverpalooza. I couldn’t confirm it was her but I told Chad that I thought it was. I bbm’d him the phone number and after a couple minutes he calls the number to see if she picks up. What do you know, she looks down at her phone and says to the guy “if it’s important, they’ll leave a message.” So we are trying our best not to crack up and there are mirrors all around so she’d definitely notice if we did. Plus I’m sure she could recognize me, if I was able to place her. Chad was also smart enough to put the phone on silent in case she called back. So next thing I know Chad brings the phone out and shows me that we are still on the phone call because he never hit end. Meaning we are leaving a message with all the background noise of the Bayou hoping that she doesn’t her us talking about what just happened. At this point I’m just finding the whole thing funny but I think the fact that neither Chad or I could believe was that this girl was a legitimate good looking girl. The night I found her is kind of fuzzy in itself so I was pretty surprised to see this girl in real time and not drunk time. We ended up leaving without saying anything, but I did get her number many weeks ago and had not had any means of communication due to the uncertainty, so I think that was kind of expected when she’s there with another guy. To wrap up the night, while we were back at the APT she ends up calling the number that called her. Not once, not twice, but 5 fucking times. Stage 5 Clinger perhaps?

By |2010-05-26T08:20:21-04:00May 26th, 2010|My Brain, My Life|0 Comments

I know I had my “game over” post but I really think it’s a good idea to give anyone who reads this an understanding of what I put myself through each weekend and why game over posts tend to occur. I can’t really speak for last Friday because I passed out at 10:30 after losing 7-1 in beer pong to the Wagon. We play 2 beers a game and I think we played for 2-3 hours straight with overtimes involved. The two of us ended up killing a 30 pack. I made a rookie mistake and didn’t eat any dinner which played poorly on the longevity of the night. This goes hand in hand with going out on Thursday and probably having 7 beers and a mind eraser. When that much alcohol is consumed, my stomach doesn’t want to eat food and thus messes me up for the next day. I have to process all the liquid first and then anything I can fit in my stomach is usually not much. This brings me to Saturday and the demise of my self. I woke up feeling fine after a good nights sleep from passing out early.

On Saturday, my drinking begun at 2:30 for the start of the Flyers game. I think I had 4-5 beers during the game. Then I had 3 twisted teas and 2 IPA’s from a specialty case I bought earlier. I almost like the twisted teas as they are a change from beer even though I don’t really feel like a man for drinking them. At this time it’s probably 8pm and I’ve had around 10 drinks spaced well throughout the day. My eating was fairly minimal during this time. A few people came over and I would guess that I had 6 or so beers during the drinking games we played for 2 hours. Then I did 2 beer bongs, lost both to girls, and had some shot mixed in there. At this point it’s 11 and it’s time to go to the bar. I’m obviously pretty buzzed at this point but still functioning. I remember trying to get some bike race tickets from this bartender I’ve met a few times and she was trying to charge me full price so I wasn’t having that. I ended up getting 2 single rum and cokes from here and decided to change my ways. After that I starting getting Double’s from Lauren and that is the end of the night for me. Chad said I wasn’t home by 1:45 and I’m sure I was pounding drinks throughout the process. This is in no way bragging about how much alcohol I consume but probably more like a cry for help. I drank for 12 hours straight, no breaks, constant drinking and somehow made it back safe. I probably did some things to embarrass myself in those last few hours but I honestly can’t remember so I’m not too worried about it. I also somehow have acquired about 10 bike race tickets through my fascination with the bartender and seeing how many I can get.

I wake up on Sunday feeling like death. My motor skills are in question as I’m stammering around the living room and finding it difficult to sit on the couch properly. My stomach is filled with liquid and there is no food consumption possible at this point. This feeling lasted me the whole day as I was only able to down 2 hot dogs and a half a cheese steak for the entire day. I was alive while playing golf but to say I can bring my A game under those conditions is laughable. A side note, I did get a new driver and some of the distance on those drives would rival some pros. I played about mid 90 golf but shot a 103 with two 9’s and a ten on 3 of the last 5 holes.

The feeling of terribleness doesn’t leave on Monday either. This is more than a 24 hours recovery time from that much alcohol. I didn’t have any breakfast and then ate half of a salad for lunch, 3 waffles for dinner. Finally at 11pm today I was able to put down a some real food. That is what I put myself through most weekends. There is no good that comes from it only the pain and suffering and wondering why I do such a thing to my body. So when you read this understand that I’m not your usual drinker who can have 6-12 beers and call it a night. My problems lie far and beyond the scope of most people. When you see game over posts, I’m not referring to my life as finishing but my mental capacity is not there. I write this so if you see me in one of these drunken binges, most likely you aren’t seeing the real me but an out of control teetotaler who finds nothing better to do with his free time than drink. Sad but true.

By |2010-08-11T15:52:38-04:00May 25th, 2010|My Life|0 Comments

Dinner and M.R

I went to dinner with my mom and brother yesterday and my mom likes to bring up the subject of me getting a girlfriend. I’m gonna have to quote Sam on this one for my thoughts on the subject “I don’t think I want a girlfriend, and even if I did, I don’t think I could get one.” I’m pretty picky when it comes to girls that I would consider going out with sober. This differs greatly from girls that I would hook up with when I’m drunk. It’s kind of annoying in one sense because whenever you get asked to things like weddings and you don’t have anyone to go with, you just come off as a goofball. However, being able to do whatever you want without having to rely on anyone else has it’s advantages. No one to tell you not to do things and if you do something embarrassing you are only embarrassing yourself and not the duo. My brother went to visit his “girlfriend” in Pittsburgh this weekend and I said something to the effect “there’s no way in hell I travel 5 hours for a girl for no other reason than to see her.” Jkash made the point that if sex is guaranteed than it makes sense. However, if that’s the case, I’m pretty sure you can talk to some random bro at the drafting room and go to the Pink Elephant to find a coked up whore who will jerk you off for 40 bucks or sit on your dick for hundred. The bottom line correlates to what I wrote in my last post, I’m at the end of my youthful years and I plan to enjoy them for every little bit that it’s worth and if a girlfriend is going to bog me down, I have no interest. I’m sure there are plenty of girls who are easy going and would put up with my shit but I don’t like the idea of having a vested interest in someone else’s life unless I’m actually committed to it.

We went to Mad River last night and Jkash couldn’t get a taxi so I was creepily standing in a bar with not many people in it for about 10 minutes by myself. It wasn’t too weird but you put off a strange vibe when you are standing there not talking to anyone. I just can’t see myself as one of those guys who goes to a bar by themselves and drinks. I’d probably just stay in a room watching TV getting hammered if I wanted to do that. They have one smoking bartender there who Jon actually got her number last night. I write actually because he had skeptical thoughts on whether she was sincere or not but nonetheless, I’m impressed. Another tidbit, I gave the bartender a 10 for a bud light and he gave me back 18. I obviously didn’t say anything but I returned the favor by buying two bike race tickets for 20 bucks and he also gave me 2 beers which I negotiated as part of the deal. That brings my total to 3 bike race tickets although I’m not really sure how I came about the first one. If anyone has any interest in going I’d be happy to give you a ticket. A final interesting observation from last night was that we ordered 2 mind erasers and the girl didn’t know how to make them so she asked some bro. The bro said “I made these for you last time and didn’t make them right and you spazzed out.” I’m thinking, from my memory this is the first time I’ve ever seen you in my life so I must have been pretty fucked up before. So he gets some tips on how to make them (Kahlua, vodka, and club soda for the noobs) and proceeds to use Grey Goose for the vodka. If you know anything about bars, bartenders use the cheap shit for all drinks unless you specify you want something different and then they charge you extra. I just found it very unusual that a guy who remembers me from a time I was blacked out and I must have said I didn’t like his drink, and he went out of his way to be friendly and make the drink right and to use top shelf liquor for a schlep like me. I have that effect on people.

By |2013-03-15T17:19:21-04:00May 21st, 2010|My Life|0 Comments

Try Try Again

I know I haven’t had a post in a few days now, it’s not like I’m not trying. Sometimes I’ll sit down and try to write something and I’ll get a few hundred words in and I then just give up because I don’t think it’s coming out right. It’s pretty frustrating honestly. I also think the lack of posts had something to do with my lack of fulfillment in my days. I wasn’t working out and had a pretty bleak outlook for a couple days. Not bleak as in my days are numbered but more so like where is my life heading and what have I been doing with myself these last years. I also think I’m at a quarter life crisis of sorts where I’m past my youth and into this next part of my life which I think I’m begrudgingly entering. Nevertheless, I feel better now and have gotten my shit together. Things are going well at work and I’ve exercised the past 3 days. I also am re-watching the Lord of the Rings Trilogy which I find extremely entertaining. I finished my Hunter S. Thompson biography which puts me at a loss of reading material. I’ll probably make a trip to Barnes and Noble and pick up some things, although it doesn’t make sense because I could just take out all good material from the library. I’m going to end this now and probably post again shortly about other things happening but I felt the need to update this and at least confirm that I haven’t quit.

By |2016-11-01T23:55:32-04:00May 20th, 2010|My Life|1 Comment

Slothlike

I’ve been very lazy lately. I’ve went from an exercising almost daily to being a slug. I’m still doing things but I don’t consider them active in the least. Softball, tennis, and golf don’t cut it. I blame myself entirely as I have ample time but no real drive or effort. I do intend to change that around though in the future. After coming back from the sales trip I pretty much had a regular, redundant weekend which I don’t feel like embellishing for this blog. A 5 game series vs the Wagon in beer pong was probably the highlight which isn’t saying a whole lot. He won by the way and if I didn’t add this sentence I’m sure I’d hear about it. My Sunday consisted of 2 cigars, 8 beers, and a round of golf where I think I played fine for this early in the season. I was 94 and didn’t get off the tee great and gave away a few shots here or there. Everything else is good though and hopefully I will do a better job of updating this with better entries.

By |2016-11-01T23:54:51-04:00May 17th, 2010|My Life|0 Comments

The end cometh

I’m making this post for my loyal viewers. I do not want to sit here and type anything but I feel an obligation to post something and update people to what is going on in my world. The bottom line is that I’m full of myself. I currently have a big ego and I’m on top of the world. My sales trip went well and Mad River was entertaining last night. I’m thinking about heading to Deliah’s after work today which is funny because I’m wearing the same thing I wore last night. I woke up this morning and couldn’t find my usual key set but I realized at work that they were in my pocket, the one place I forgot to check. I just pretty much own right now. My ego is inflated and I don’t plan on taking any shit from anyone. In a non spiritual sense, I’m empowered. What I’ve come to realize is that I’m better. After seeing Virginia and Maryland and understanding that the Northeast is the place where people thrive, I feel part of that culture. Call me egotistical but I really believe that Philly is a great place to live and I’m proud to be raised here.

I hand wrote 4 pages of blog worthy material last night but I’m hesitant to post it because it more personal than usual. I pretty much post everything but every now and then I can get deep which might come off as weird. I was in solitude last night in a hotel room and had no distractions which was a break from the norm. I didn’t bweets bweets or get a hooker which I’m sure is what everyone thinks would happen if I’m by myself in a far out location. The only material was some Spanish channel where the girls were looking good but I didn’t have the energy. I’m still feeling good though even though last night definitely took it’s toll on me. Fortunately it’s Friday and the weekend is upcoming. If you see me over the weekend be prepared for me being a prick.

By |2010-08-11T15:54:10-04:00May 14th, 2010|My Life|0 Comments

To last a while

I haven’t posted in a few days but not much happened over the weekend except a black out Saturday and a Rainbow Sunday. I’m sure JKash would disagree with the not much happening on Saturday part but just to give you an idea. Chad asked me what time I came back Saturday night and I replied, “I don’t know, 12:30?” Apparently his brother had told him he sent me back in a cab well after close from the bar which is not exactly on my radar but I’m sure the truth. The Rainbow Sunday is another story which I really don’t want to go into detail but the title of this post says it all.

The real reason for the title is that I am going down South on business for Wednesday and Thursday and I won’t get to post anything, so this post is going to have to last a while. I’ve let my creativity for posts slip in the last few weeks and haven’t been putting forth quality effort. There’s been a fair amount on my plate for work and I’ve been finishing up other things that I want to do instead. I caught up in the season of Treme on HBO which I think got off to a slow start but I’m intrigued enough to continue watching. I also have a few more pages in my Hunter S. Thompson biography which I’m sad to see finish. I still have money in my poker roll but haven’t been playing much. I also depleted my Bodog account by putting all my money on Machida in the UFC fight. I made a nice move on AGEN which I bought at .98 cents and watched it move upward of 1.30 today for a nice profit. This covers the losses I made on C, so that makes me happy.

That’s pretty much my life in a nutshell. It’s a little bit disheartening that I can sum up everything that I’m going through in 335 words, but that is the truth.

By |2010-08-11T15:53:37-04:00May 11th, 2010|My Life|0 Comments

Bombshell

I bought 3 tickets to go to the Gina Lynn vs Michell Bombshell Mcgee Celebrity boxing match. The flyer said it was being held at Pennant East. I had no idea what Pennant East was and pretty much didn’t know what to expect. How many people are going to show up? Will we be able see the action from general admission? What the hell is Pennant East? I knew it was going to be held in Bellmawr, NJ which isn’t too far from Philly so at least it wouldn’t be a long trip if it turned out to be a dud.

I get back from work and started playing beer pong against the Wagon. We actually only finished 2 and a half games in an hour an a half where I managed to drink 9 beers. I won the first two, both overtime, and then we went to overtime again in the 3rd game but it was time for me to leave for Bellmawr. So I’m nine beers deep, feeling good, looking forward to going to the fight. Jkash is driving and we pull into a bar at about 7:30 and the action begins at 8:30. There are about 10 paparazzi looking for either whore to get a pic of. We get to the door and I’m like, “I bought the tickets online”. The girl picks up a stack of about 5 envelopes and hands us 3 tickets. This was a bit surprising that only 4 other people purchased tickets ahead of time, this gave a bit of an uneasy feeling of what lied ahead.

The bar had a ring right in the middle of it with lights and speakers hanging above it. If you were taller than 6 feet tall you were going to have issues with your head hitting anything above the ring. There were a group of “reporters” sitting ringside. I’m not really sure what these guys were, but they were unique to say the least. Sway from MTV (lookalike) was there and this one guy had his sideburns completely shaved off but regular hair elsewhere on his head. I went to the bathroom and it was completely nasty and the sink barely had running water and there was no soap. This is just to give you an idea of what crowd was into this type of event. We settle in at a spot at the bar and wait for the show to start.

The first “title” (I use this term loosely as there was a belt but I’m not sure what it was for) match was this weird long haired dude who played the part of the heel. He was pushing the ref and even made a comment to this one guy we were with that he was wearing a dumb hat. His opponent had a resemblance to Howard Stern’s Beetlejuice and this one section was sure to let him know. They started the match by using a wrench against the bell. I’d say there were about 100 people at this point and the heel was doing his job of trying to entertain. The action was obviously fake and the moves limited by the confinements of the ring but it was somewhat entertaining. Some other matches included a tag team between 4 girls, one being Roxy Cotton, and another the crowd named “Large Marge.” At one point the girls were rolling around out of the ring right in front of us and one was on her back. Jkash made the comment “I see one of your areola’s” (he didn’t) but she adjusted both breasts just to make sure. Another match had a 400 pound beast fight some little Mexican which was pretty entertaining to see this mammoth of man walk around. He somehow managed to lose his shirt during the fight and the scene was not pleasant at all.

While the action was going on Gina Lynn and Bombshell had entered the bar. Gina Lynn had her entourage of 10 platinum blonds who were all smoking. She was at the one end of the bar away from us and Bombshell had a seat about 10 feet from us. I was too shy to talk to her but she looked pretty good. She had this dark blue tank top that pronounced her tits and her stomach was flat as a board. As much as I would think the tattoo’s would be a turn off, they weren’t. Gina Lynn looked okay too. So they went to their dressing rooms (the kitchen) and they were both introduced. They entered the ring and they had huge head protectors and boxed with gloves the size of their tits. The gloves were way bigger but not much.

They were going to have 3 one minute rounds. At this point there are probably like 200-300 people surrounding the ring. They get under way and Michelle is in so much better shape than Gina Lynn that you could tell it was going to be unfair. Gina Lynn used a scrappy, no punching brawler approach and Michelle is trying to find spots to whoop her. It’s kind of hard for them to hit eachother because the gloves are so big but Bombshell knocked her to the ground a couple of times with more tossing then punching. The first round ended and Gina Lynn is visibly winded. The 2nd round literally lasted 17 seconds. I’m not sure what that was but I think they were trying to make sure Gina Lynn got through it without passing out. I was pro Bombshell as the fight went on. She was booed at the intro which I wasn’t happy about because after hearing her on Howard, she grew on me. The 3rd round had more of the same half punching, tossing to the ground. They finished the 3rd round and then I’m not exactly sure but I think they couldn’t decide who won so they had another round which Bombshell clearly won. I was enamored with Bombshell at this point. Jkash liked the GN Kang girl from 96.5 who I also thought was very nice. She had the flat stomach and nice rack as well. She was the guest referee but didn’t really do much reffing.

The tickets cost us 30 each and although probably a little pricey, it was worth it for the entertainment. I wore a polo shirt to the event and I was upper class. For a change of pace on a Friday night, I had a good time. I can’t imagine too many people in the audience have a medium for relaying a story like this so maybe this review should find it’s way to a site that actually has some popularity.

By |2010-08-11T15:54:21-04:00May 8th, 2010|My Life|0 Comments

Life Rant

I was in good spirits yesterday. Played beer pong on the deck. I won the first game played on the new table and then somehow managed to lose two in a row (to a girl…) I was pretty much ready to drink. People need a reason like Cinco De Mayo to drink. I could care less what kind of holiday there was, I was ready to get wasted on a perfectly good Wednesday afternoon. I probably had 8-10 beers during beer pong, then Wagon and I went to Mad River where I’m not even sure how many Corona’s we drank. Just to put this in perspective. I started drinking at 5 and drank all the way through till 8:30 when we left for the bar. Wagon was sober at 8:30. He finished the night drunk, drinking with me and we were going beer for beer at Mad River. I also had a red stag shot thrown in there because I went to buy it from the girl who I’ve seen a couple times and called her the Red Stag girl and she thought I wanted shots of Red Stag so she brought 2 out and I did one with her and after that it starts to get fuzzy. Wagon used the word blurry but for me it was probably more like black. I remember some black girl wanting to dance with me and I smoothly turned away like I was too cool for her. Then that’s about all I remember. Next thing I knew my alarm was going off at 7:15 am and I felt like death. I went to work fine and did things all day in a semi productive state. This is a Wednesday night. I was pretty gung ho though about drinking so I pretty much went at it just like I would a weekend. My closing thought on the evening is that day drinking owns and it should be including it in my weekly repertoire more often. I decided to take a couple days off from running (to drink) an enjoy life for a couple weeks.

I feel pretty good about things right now aside from the stock market which I’ll just forget about for a while. I’ve hit 9 of my last 11 sports bets and I took the Hawks tonight even after that brutal beating they took in Game 1. I don’t see them winning but I doubt they will be embarrassed like that again. I’m pretty much just winning right now. I’m winning in life. I just seriously have a big head right now for no real reason other than I win. This blog is devoted to me and I can write whatever I want in it so I will. On a realistic note, I’ve been pretty bad at everything as of late. My 115 in golf was one of the worst rounds I’ve had in the past 10 years. I do keep every shot though which resulted in a 10 and 12 on the card. Wagon (and Jill) beat me in beer pong. I’ve dwindled my poker roll. I got hammered in the stock market. And the great thing is I don’t care. I still think I’m the best. There are two important things in life. One is being the best and the second is saying you are the best. Being the best is not easy but saying you are the best can be done with not much regret. There are tons of excuses for why you aren’t playing up to standards. Off day, hungover, feeling sick… In the end it’s all about a mindset. I say I’m the best, therefore I am. Just a word of warning, something big is just around the corner. I’ve had this feeling before but now I’m sure of it. I don’t know what it is but it’s coming…

By |2010-08-11T16:02:10-04:00May 6th, 2010|My Life|0 Comments

Sober Friday

So I didn’t drink at all last night which is a fairly rare occurrence. No drinking this weekend either and usually when I write that, I don’t do it. However, I actually will abide by that this weekend because of the broad st on Sunday and I would like to do well and alcohol is not a proponent of fast times. It will be a bit different but most likely for the better.

I cleaned out my entire room last night (instead of drinking) and I probably had 20 polo shirts and another 25 or so button down shirts. I probably only wear a rotation of 10 shirts each so I just got rid of anything I will never wear again. I’ve phased out the Nautica brand from my arsenal because they went to some really foreign land to get their shirts produced and now they are all funky. The brand INC shirts start to shrink in the sleeves so I had to rid myself of them. I got it down to about 15 of each and now my closet and room are much cleaner. I have to buy myself some new polos to start fresh for the season. I also donated anything I wasn’t going to wear again to the salvation army.

Wagon and I are going golfing today and I also have to pick up my race information for the Broad St. Last year there was a line about an hour long so I’m not looking forward to standing in that today. Also I’m taking the Subway to the start of the race on Sunday which will be different. Other than that, painting the beer pong table is on the agenda. That’s pretty much the deal.

By |2016-11-01T23:56:27-04:00April 30th, 2010|My Life|0 Comments
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