Why My Blog Sucks

There are a number of reasons why my blog sucks. Lets go through them, shall we.

1. I started doing this blog a few years back now. I only did, really, to kill time before my classes would start when I was still in school. I didnt really care about the content, spelling, or punctuation. It was more just a dumping place for stupid ideas.

2. I'm not a journalist. I'm a dude that was bored and decided to put some stupid stuff on the internet. I didnt even do it to be funny, really, though I did think some of the stuff I put up there was funny.

3. I, unlike the other 1,000,000,001 "bloggers" on blogger.com or anywhere else, dont think that I am soooo smart that I am going to hit you with a bunch of original thoughts on subjects that have been run into the ground. I am not going to change your political views, your religious beliefs, your musical tastes, or anything else that defines who you are as a person. If that is what you came to my site for, if that is what you were expecting, then you are an even bigger idiot than I am. And, frankly, you need to get a freaking life.
If I went to someones blog and judged them as a person, or even judged their site, i would end up feeling really sad. Sad because I would know that I hit rock bottom in my life...that all I had to do was to go to someones blog and leave a stupid fucking comment ANONYMOUSLY putting down that site. WOW, I would feel really sorry for my self. Especiallly if the person's blog I was judging hadn't been updated in way over a year.

4. I simply dont give a shit.

So, to the asshole who left the comment, and any other asshole thats left a shitty comment on someone elses blog, get a life. Really? You got it that good? Really? Can you really tell me something that someone else hasnt in my 31 years of life? Seriously? Were you tapped by some celestial being and given the key to life and all the insight of the world in one go? REally? Wow, now I am wishing that comment wouldn't have been anonymous...Hook me up with some fucking knowledge, broham. Tell me how my views on God are wrong and I am going to hell or that I am stupid for believing in God. Tell me I am wrong for thinking the war is wrong or that I dont even know why I oppose the war. Tell me the music I listen to is stupid and the movies I watch are ddumb. Give me all the answers I have been waiting for my whole life. You clearly have them...so please. Shit, just give me the address to your blog and I will print out your posts, analyse them, and use them as a road map for my life you professional blogger you. You seer. You king of all kings of the blog world. You master of my universe. There are no journalists like you. You know how to fix the Iraq problem. Terrorism. Hunger. Genocide. Global warming. HELP ME! Tell me!

or just get a fucking life dude.

word up.

so, here i sit, in the most boring class i think i have taken so far. we are required do an entire book of labs. thats it. the "teacher" sits at the front of the class playing on his laptop, probably on myspace since he is on the teacher network and doesn't have restricted like it is on ours, while we just sit here. see, i have done most of this shit in half of the other classes i have taken so really, this is either, a. busy work or b. just to drive the point home. either way, i have it all done. the answers are in the back of the book and i basically know this shit and doing this, yet again, is beneath me. yes, beneath me.

it is, after all, MY LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL!!!!!!! for life...if i dont decide to go again.

it seems like it has been longer than 17 months, 24 days, 2 hours, and 41 minutes, but nope, thats all its been. i got a McEducation. they took a regular two year course track and packed it into 18 months. 5 week terms with two 5 hour classes for two subjects a week. it was pretty intense.

what am i gonna do now, you ask?

who the fuck knows? what i really wanna do is sleep for a week then travel for a month.

i have been sending my resume out to a lot of places, even to places as far as canton, ma. and berkley, ca. no bites though. sara was nice enough to send me some inside info on a job where she works but i am not qualified for that job. i will keep whoring myself though. i have a possible interview on saturday, august 5th. that is exciting, but how much can a person get to know me when the first round of interviews is only 15 minutes. hm.

i feel, scared. i feel, tired. i feel, unsure of myself. i feel, under pressure. i feel, cheesy.

Graduation Blues - Me

so, here i sit.
bored outta my wits.
thinking about chocolate, beers, and tits.

wondering why.
close my eyes and sigh.
and think about resumes and replies.
(snapping of fingers)



thats it for poetry. i don't care where you live, (but if you live in the boston area i'd really love you) if where you are working is looking for an IT/Networking Security guy, entry level of coarse, hook me up. put in a good word. if you think you can help i will send you a resume and a cover letter lyrically sucking a person's penis/clitoris for the job. word up.

boobs.

Ode to My Ipod by Dan Juan Finale

I love my Ipod for the hours of cheer,
I love my Ipod for delivering good shit to my ear,
its good in the morning,
its good at noon or,
at night its good,
at all times my personal FM tuner.
Elvis Presley and The Doors,
WuTang Clan and GoatWhore.
"Procreating Satan", "In Name and Blood",
"P.I.M.P", "Boyz N Tha Hood".
You make me cry,
You make me laugh,
You are the same color,
As Half & Half.
You rock out,
You get the party bumpin,
I twist and shout,
I'm always into sumthin'.
Johnny Cash's singing I Walked the Line,
Axel and Slash do You Could Be Mine.
All good stuff and this I know,
You will never ever have to go...

Waiting for the Man

I got this out of this months issue of Playboy...see, I do read the articles.

From a letter written in 1954 by then (republican) president Dwight Eisenhower to his brother:

"I believe this country is following a dangerous trend when it permits too great degree of centralization of governmental functions. But to attain any success it is quite clear that the federal government cannot avoid or escape responsibilities which the mass of the people firmly believe should be undertaken by it. This is what I mean by my constant insistence upon moderation in government. Should any political party attempt to abolish Social Scurity and unemployment insurance and eliminate labor laws and farm programs, you would not hear of that party again in our political history. There is a tiny splinter group that believes you can do these things. Among them are H.L. Hunt and a few other Texas oil millionaires and an ocassional politician or business man from other areas. Their number is negligible, and they are stupid."

Maybe Ike did know what he was talking about....kinda.