Mascots

Mascots.....(I have no idea how to begin this.....so I guess I'll have to dive right in)

How cool are mascots really?  Depending on you're perception of them a mascot can be the dork or the coolest thing around.  For me, I'd like to try out for a position like that.  It has plenty of benefits for me to seem feasable:

• Go to games (basketball, football, etc.) free
• Extend your social network - especially the cheerleaders
• You get to be on TV without needing to be seen

Some of these may seem negative to some people.  Who wants to go to a stupid football game?  Cheerleaders, blea, who needs those bunch of bimbos?  Why am I gonna go out to be seen on TV when no one will know it's me?  I find each part of them advantages.  I enjoy watching football, basketball, and many sports games.  If cheerleaders are bimbos, there are many advantages to that, not saying to wife one but to gain some experience that will be needed for later...possibly.  Getting prime seating and help encourage people sounds like a fun job, but for the some what shy, it's better to keep the mask on.

So depending on your outlook a mascot could be a good or bad position for you.

Texting......Is It Worth It?

I am a big fan of texting, as well as any multimedia messaging that doesn't involve verbal communication but gets the point across.  Lately, though, I have noticed some problems with texting :(  Some relate to the barrier of communication thought, as tone of voice from spoken language gives another depth of meaning.  Text communication loses this, unless your recipiant on the other end  understands you well.  The next issue is the fact of not everyone understanding certain characters within text, or per-say the texting language.  Which you would believe only the old folks would be trying to catch up on.  The worst part of texting fro the phone is the damn price! How do you charge $30 for sending texts when it most likely costs only 20 cents to send as many texts as possible within a month?  Okay, I'll give the benefit of the doubt and make it $2 for the month because of borrowing towers, etc.

I'm not sure I'm ready to quit texting though.  Honestly, I absolutely despise talking to people on the phone.  I don't know why, but it's a great pet-peeve of mine.  I enjoy to hold a conversation with someone, just with my mind clear for minutes at a time.  With a phone stuck to my ear I don't feel as if I'm making head-way while I procrastinate.  Texting allows that time interval of sending, waiting for a response in between each text, which is nice so I can write four to five words, or maybe finish a sentence.  Even better with texting, I don't have he obligation to text back.  When I don't want to talk any more I simply stop texting back, on the phone I must hang it up - that makes me feel rude.

So for what it's worth I can't say whether I am really for or against text messaging....not a big help :D  (makes me feel better)

Inspiration...

It's strange how people become inspired.  To be inspoired to write something, to be inspired to draw.  Or can it be out of sheer boredom that everything comes from?  I'm not sure, but to see something, make a connectioon, produce something new is uniquely human - hell when's the last time you have seen a dog play with it's food?

At the moment there is none of that in me, I feel like I want to have another lazy day, filled with no creativity.  

.......Funny how I wrote all that and I never published it till today (5-9-09)

Sports and Sex......There is a Connection

As I was watching the World Cup Qualifier match between El Savlvador and the U.S., the annoucner - who was not Mexican because I was watching it on ESPN and not Telemundo - stated, "This is what the U.S. team needed to do in the first 20-30 minutes of the game: penetrate with energy.  To get in a nd move the ball."  Now being the person I am, I couldn't help but think of how sexually oriented that sounded.  "Penetrate with energy"......just something every guy wants to do, why just penetrate?  By the time he hits that point he'll have plenty of energy - unless he's really old, and needs his blue diamond.

Pondering about this some more, all sports have some type of sexual personae to them.  In almost all sports, there is some type of penetration: wrestling, boxing, MMA all have to penetrate the opponents space; baseball has penetration of the strike zone; soccer, basketball, and football have penetration of the defense to the other end of the field or court.  There's also the connotation of catching balls, blocking balls, and saving balls.

Don't hold most known sports to be the only sexual connections: golf has a person hold a long club to control; hockey has the bigger guys smash into the smaller ones (some what like jail in the movies); rugby puts other players on their shoulders to catch the ball; polo has the player riding a horse to hit a ball with a woden stick.  So many sports have a sexual connections hidden within them, not purposely, but they are there none the less.  Enjoy.

Inspiraion from the Amazon La'Shondra

So my friend sent me a text message joke that becomes a virus from phone to phone.  Anyways here's the joke:

A boy catches his dad doing [having sex] his mom.  His dad notices the boy and winks at him, then continues.  The next day the dad catches the boy doing [having sex] the boy's grandmother.  The boy turns and says, "Not so funny when it's your mom, huh?"

End joke.

So my friend and I begin talking anout what we would do in this situation, she would probably end up becoming a stripper to give her father a meesage, "You ****** up raising me."  I figured I would follow suit with the sjoke a little more, and jizz on his favorite possession.  As gross as it sounds you can use a similar witty saying as in the joke, "It's not so funny when it's all over something you love."  Sure your dad would be pissy for a little bit, but he'll think about winking to you.  Another consequence would be that he might not shake your hand either (this goes for both sexes). 

Crazy Dentist

Today, I went for a simple cleaning of my teeth from the professionals.  Within the process of the cleaning, the dentist's assistant takes out the poking thingy (I do not care for the technical term) and started scraping at my teeth.  Okay, no problem, she's getting some particles from the ridges in my teeth.  Then it becomes a problem when she feels the need to dig in between the teeth and gums, pull forcibly up to attempt to uproot my teeth.  Fortunately, she finished quickly with that nonsense.  Only to have another assistant to come try to rip my teeth out.  This lady was fastidious about too, wouldn't give up either, I was stuck there for a good ten minutes with her tearing away at my gums.

Finally they have me chomp down on the flouride (makes me think that my teeth might glow in the dark haha), so I figure they're done with the attack on my teeth.  Next, I sit with the guy who gets paid the big bucks, and he checks my x-rays of my mouth.  He counts my teeth.  Then, follows suit of his assistants and prys at my teeth!!!!  And you wonder why people don't like the dentist, they don't want to save the teeth in your mouth, they want to collect them out of your mouth.

Free-Writing.....

So you probably know what free writing is, just write whatever comes to mind for as long as you can or until your hand hurts like it's going to fall off..... There's no concern for punctuation   spellling    or CaPitAliZATion,.  So it's just a way for English teachers to tell you to have fun w/ writing while they can get their 6000 word requirement met.   So for this post I'm just going along along along w/ free- writing and seeing what comes out of it

If someoen else finds something useful from it commment about it or aboot it if youre from CAnadia or camerica oor Canada  lol  most likely this is going to be a strange post but who cares, my traffic isn't the greatest maybe that'll pick up soon, or I havre to continue to venture this outwards to more and more people hahaha

iight i/b/outty

Wood Finish on Shoes?

I have no idea what Nike was thinking with these. I'm not talking about the actual style of the shoe (though it's not that appealing), I'm speaking of the wood finish on the bottom of the shoe. WTF!? It makes you look like you're wearing a desk on your feet. You would have to wear some wooden pants and shirt to match at all. The wood finish is simply a disgrace......unless you were a carpenter, then you could wear these with authority because you're covered in saw-dust. My opinion towards these is that they are a disgrace, you would have to have some major confidence to pull these off, or some wood finish clothes, to make you a walking dresser or drawer. But salute to the carpenters, you have a Nike shoe for you.
If you really want wooden shoes you can go to Sweden, and clog with them while you're at it.

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Spin the Bottle...

Spin the bottle, a traditional pass time by many cultures, but is it more dangerous today than it was twenties years ago when our parents were going at this pass time? 

Nowadays, people have diseases, cutsbleeding, sores oozing, just disgusting things.  This could be the age where playing spin the bottle could be like Russian Roulette.  With the disease infestant people around the circle, you might have to kiss a partner that is ridden with VD, granting a long term sickness, that you most likely wont recover from.  

Other comparisons of spin the bottle and Russian Roulette :

• You can play stacked, where there's more than one way to die.  More than 1 bullet, or a semi-automatic gun.  Everyone in the circle has something to offer to the others.
• You can cheat, make sure you won't lose.  Empty the gun.  Position yourself away from the bottle every time it slows your way.
• Winner take all. If you play a couple rounds of Russian Roulette and your the last man standing.  If you spread disease to everyone, or don't get hit with the chance of death at all.

Forgot What I Wanted to Say

So I wanted to post up something new, and I had an idea.  Sadly right when I went to type it up this very instant as I'm writing it........or typing (whatever) I forgot everything that I just had. ******!!!!! ****!!!! So here is to the TOT effect, or not even knowing at all, cause I just forgot probably an epic blogpost that I had the itch to post up........ugh

St. Patty's Day Myths

Here are some of the St. Patrick's Day Myths that have circulated around.....enjoy.

• Leprechauns : They are simply greedy midgits on crack. Among their powers, to move swiftly, to out smart simpletons, and to have pots of gold with some bad*** powers itself (from the "Leprechaun" movies, any of them from outer space to the hood).  These creatures are little ugly things, but manage to keep their pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.  One even has a cereal because he's so cool.
• Shamrocks : Not really a myth, but close enough of a symbol that everywhere one can be seen on St. Patty's Day.
• Four-Leaf Clovers : The magical 4-leaf clovers gives the holder luck.  So popular that "Futurama" even doubled up for an 8-leaf clover, with really special luck that everything goes right.  These little plants are hell to find, and some doubt they exist - thus they may be myth. 
• St. Patrick's Day began in Ireland : Yes as a minor holiday, more like Thanksgiving, but the truth is that it became a festivity in New York, for us Americans to have another excuse to drink, or to potentially have a day off from work.  Either or Americans are happy with it.
• "Luck of the Irish" : Only luck the Irish get is to be different from the rest of the world, with red hair and white bodies.  No doubts that the Irish have something of their own, but it's just that no one knows of it.
• Wearing Green : Again not exactly a myth, but it's funny to see that the Irish find red lucky, like the Chinese, and green to be unlucky.  Whereas in America, the green is a lucky sign of life.
• Guinness is the beer of choice : This is true, sales actually double on St. Patrick's Day.

Well that's all I care to give for now, have fun with that, and happy St. Patrick's Day!

Sites sourced if further interest is there :

http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2009/03/090316-st-patricks-day-facts.html

http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2005/03/0315_050315_stpatricksday.html

http://hnn.us/articles/623.html

St. Patrick's Day!!!

Everyone should be ready for tomorrow/today (depending when you're reading this), because it's one of the few acceptable holidays where getting drunk in public isn't such a bad thing - as long as you're not an a******.  St. Patrick's Day, a time for the Irish, when the beer comes out, and the "Kiss Me" pins come to great use.  Young boys taste their first drink, or are inviting their friends over for drunken parties!  The bars should be packed for St. Patrick and whatever he did, but there's always a good reason to drink and be with friends.  And of course the time honored tradition of pinching the people who don't support the festive drinking.  I shall definitely par-take in these festivities, with fun and natural joy in the atmosphere it plans to be a good day.

Just Plain Weird

How do you feel when someone tells you about a traumatic experience?  Is there sympathy?  What about hearing about a rape?  Whether on the television, or when someone tells me outright, I just don't feel right knowing about it.  I don't feel like it's my place to know that much about a person - it's worse when a person speaks about it openly, and care free.  I have no sympathy, because I could never put myself in that place.  I have no sympathy, because it's just a foreign activity that's heard on the news and told in stories.

The bold move of displaying a full out rape on the big screen was done by the movie "The Last House on the Left", which has recently came out.  Watching this, one is supposed to feel emotions.  Sympathy for the young girl, and disgust for the killer who rapes her.  Yet I felt nothing, it was still foreign.  Rape is serious, and it's just something I'll probably never be in touch with (most likely a good thing).  Normally I find the good and some what disturbing (funny) view of things, but this is one topic where there is none.

Not sure why this topic came up exactly, but felt the need for it to be out there....................................................

Fun w/ M@+H

Just something that was funny on YoouTube and elsewhere on the Internet.

1. For a man to keep a woman, it requires time and money.

Women = Time x Money

2. Time is money. (Time = Money)

Women = Money x Money

Women = Money^2

3. Money is the root of all problems. (Money = (Problems)^1/2) - gotta get a pic of this equation

Women = ((Evil)^1/2)^2

Women = Evil

With simple Algebra, we can conclude that women are evil.  

Hip-Hop DX

Looking around for some new music and I found some irony upon my searches.  I was listening to a Rick Ross diss song, and as an ad was a chance to party with none other than Ricky Ross himself.  Here is a link if you can get the ad to pop up.  Hip-Hop DX has provided many leaks to fans, and now they include ironic situations as well.

New Social Netwrok Trend.......And It's Annoying

I'm not sure about most people, but I've been tagged so many times off of these stupid little guys, and their impostors. On Facebook, these Mr.Men run rampant in people's images, along with a very very very very long stream of spam conversation that most likely will have nothing to do with you, unless you uploaded and tagged everyone. Don't get me wrong they are little cute creatures to make fun of your friends, it's simply when someone tags all their friends to it, and my email goes to 157 unread of crap from a social network that means nothing to me. For now that's all because I'm lazy with senioritis....etc.

Totally Stylin Tattoos Barbie.....What will they come up with next?

This is the funniest thing I've seen in a while, "Totally Stylin Tattoos Barbie". Really, what are we bringing out to little girls? It's bad enough that most high school students can easily get tattoos for no reason; now we can say 'YES' to tattoos on small children, might as well lower the age to 10 for tattoos. Your little girl will love that butterfly on her shoulder forever. Mattel should at least name this Barbie appropriately 'Tramp Stamp Barbie'. This isn't a huge step up from the generic ideal female model (supposedly), but it leads to other possibilities and that's where people have problems.
What's next?
Can there be a 'Pretty Preggers Barbie', with a large stomach, swelling tits, and in nine months a new baby doll can be purchased to crawl out of the 'Pretty Preggers Barbie'? Or maybe a 'Divorced Barbie', she costs $300,000 and comes with half of Ken's stuff. Then to complete the set you need to get the 'Broken-Down Ken', and he comes with a drink and a strip club. I don't know what Mattel was thinking with their new Barbie, but it's not the greatest thing to put out to small children.

The Winnebago

There are many stories about the winnebago, and speculations.  Over the last couple months I've noticed a connection between weird fascinations, winnebagos, and old people getting older.  As men approach their 30s they reach their mid-life crisis and want a fast car to feel young, but as they grow into their 50s and afterwards, they desire something more spacious and home-y.  Old men growing older want to bring their homes with them, and a winnebago is the best way to do it.  This way, I'm guessing, they can always be close to home, but can have the chance to travel which they lost the chance to earlier in their life.  It's not only men though, but old ladies as well.  they like the chance to cook as they make way along the road, again I'm guessing - as there were no interviews, just word of mouth from quite a few old folks.  That's about all I have, so add some thoughts.