I know this is an old video, but its still hilarious
Monday, July 27, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
I Can't Take It!
As you guys may know, I am incredibly miserable at my job. I have no free time and I'm constantly shit on. This past weekend I was forced to stay in Houston for an extra day just because I would spend 8 hours in the store instead of 9 if I took the Friday flight. Instead of getting home Friday night, I was forced to lose 4 hours of quality time I could of had to move out. Now I have to unfairly put that burden on Kiznox to finish up for me because I'm not in the state.
Then Kiznox and I drove to Chicago, as he has already outlined. I will leave the good, fun, happy story time to him. All I could think of on Sunday is how fucked I'm going to be on Monday.
Well, I was fucked today. I left for the airport, only to get pulled over and receive a speeding ticket. Awesome start. Get to the airport and miss my flight because the security line is too long. Even better. The flight I ended up on wasn't bad, I slept for most of it. Then I got into the Charlotte airport, where I have to sit for an hour and a half before my flight leaves. The time comes up to where my flight is supposed to take off and we're still in the terminal. An announcement comes up on the speaker saying that the plane needs a part and it'll be 15 more minutes. Another announcement comes on, saying they may need to change planes and it'll be 30 more minutes before they know. Well, we end up changing planes and waiting at another gate for 45 more minutes. We board that plane...finally. While onboard, we wait for another 30 minutes before even taking off. What the fuck! I got in 4 hours late. It's cool that I got a half day, but I was stressing out.
The whole time, all I could think about is how much I can't take this anymore. It's true. I'm putting in my 2 weeks notice by the end of this week. I'm aging too quickly and I have no life. I don't need this shit. Now I have to work on these stupid fucking goals because I got a bad evaluation from one piece of shit manager a couple weeks ago.
I don't need this stress. Fuck this god damn company!
Then Kiznox and I drove to Chicago, as he has already outlined. I will leave the good, fun, happy story time to him. All I could think of on Sunday is how fucked I'm going to be on Monday.
Well, I was fucked today. I left for the airport, only to get pulled over and receive a speeding ticket. Awesome start. Get to the airport and miss my flight because the security line is too long. Even better. The flight I ended up on wasn't bad, I slept for most of it. Then I got into the Charlotte airport, where I have to sit for an hour and a half before my flight leaves. The time comes up to where my flight is supposed to take off and we're still in the terminal. An announcement comes up on the speaker saying that the plane needs a part and it'll be 15 more minutes. Another announcement comes on, saying they may need to change planes and it'll be 30 more minutes before they know. Well, we end up changing planes and waiting at another gate for 45 more minutes. We board that plane...finally. While onboard, we wait for another 30 minutes before even taking off. What the fuck! I got in 4 hours late. It's cool that I got a half day, but I was stressing out.
The whole time, all I could think about is how much I can't take this anymore. It's true. I'm putting in my 2 weeks notice by the end of this week. I'm aging too quickly and I have no life. I don't need this shit. Now I have to work on these stupid fucking goals because I got a bad evaluation from one piece of shit manager a couple weeks ago.
I don't need this stress. Fuck this god damn company!
Monday, July 20, 2009
Pitchfork and Chicago Trip...
Whew...now that I have slept for a few hours and gotten just enough rest to get rid of the bloody/veiny/nasty red-eye thing that you get when you are really fucking tired but still awake for no reason at all thing....its time to get into the wonders of this trip!
It all started when we finished disastrously and haphazardly tossing as many of Hock's belongings into my apartment. (Moving is a pain in the ass...I am so effin glad that I'm not the one actually moving for once.) We finally got into my car and started heading west. I had absolutely no fucking clue what the hell I was doing...and, honestly, the GPS Hock brought with confused me more than anything. Helpful once I got used to it, but technology basically confuses me. Yup.
Anyway, we got into Chi-town around 10(ish?) and checked into the hotel. Congress Plaza is really nice, though the shoebox they had the two of us jammed into was not exactly as awesome as the "gold-room" postcards they were handing out in the main lobby.
Gold Room:
Our Room:
(Well, close)
Favorite part about the hotel? The bathroom door wouldnt actually shut due to an issue involving hinge placement.
After getting ready we decided to venture out into the Chicago nite in search of cheap booze and busty broads. This, however, turned out to be harder than we realized. Turns out, our hotel was not located in the more happenin area and we, as out-of-towners, had no fucking clue where to go.
Answer to any problem? Ask the Cabbie! He took us to Harry Caray's:
Which was AWESOME! Where else would a waitress decide to make up for INCREDIBLY SLOW SERVICE by BUYING US BEER!
TWICE!
Hung out there for a bit and then Hock got hold of some people he knew that lived out there...who told us to go to Flat Iron and meet them. So we hopped in a cab and headed in that direction.
We ended up here:
Piece bar. I seriously thought that this was Flat Iron. There was a fucking street sign right in front of the place that said Flat Iron! Damn Chicago trickery! Turned out that Piece is actually a really sweet bar. They had a live band playing some quality tunage along with a plethera of Piece Specific beers, killer customer area, phenomenal architecture, and a general sense of trendsetter community love. My favorite thing about this place was the band. And by band, I mean that they had a live band playing and KARAOKE!!!
Finished our beers, then consulted our nav systems on our sweet James Bond phones and found that we were actually really close to our intended destination. Left Piece and ventured onward.
Flat Iron:
Finally made it. This bar scared me. Well, okay, it didnt really scare me, but it was definitely not my bag...Good place, but reminded me of a shady biker bar where everything looks dirty and grungy but for some reason you still want to go home with most of the women. Never did find the people we were trying to meet up with. Did get to see some guy snap a pool stick in half.
We left there and kind of wandered around for a minute before deciding to head to another bar...This would be the last place we went to that nite and, sadly, neither one of us has any idea what the goddamn name of it was. It was, in fact, the most fun I had at any of the bars and I'm totally heading back there the next time that I am in Chicago. But yeah, great bar, kinda upscale, amazingly sexy people all over the place, good service, well set up, and just amazingly bad but totally perfect club music. Not a place to start, but a phenomenal place to finish.
After the bars everything is kind of a blur. Hock suggested that we go to Flash Burrito(?) to get some delicious munchies before heading back to the hotel.
I had no idea that Zordon was busy making burritos these days. I love it. The food was delicious and sexy. Yep, the food had sex appeal...which means that I was really drunk. And hungry. And horny. And hungry.
Saturday nite was a fucking blast. Stay tuned for Sunday...
It all started when we finished disastrously and haphazardly tossing as many of Hock's belongings into my apartment. (Moving is a pain in the ass...I am so effin glad that I'm not the one actually moving for once.) We finally got into my car and started heading west. I had absolutely no fucking clue what the hell I was doing...and, honestly, the GPS Hock brought with confused me more than anything. Helpful once I got used to it, but technology basically confuses me. Yup.
Anyway, we got into Chi-town around 10(ish?) and checked into the hotel. Congress Plaza is really nice, though the shoebox they had the two of us jammed into was not exactly as awesome as the "gold-room" postcards they were handing out in the main lobby.
Gold Room:
Our Room:
(Well, close)
Favorite part about the hotel? The bathroom door wouldnt actually shut due to an issue involving hinge placement.
After getting ready we decided to venture out into the Chicago nite in search of cheap booze and busty broads. This, however, turned out to be harder than we realized. Turns out, our hotel was not located in the more happenin area and we, as out-of-towners, had no fucking clue where to go.
Answer to any problem? Ask the Cabbie! He took us to Harry Caray's:
Which was AWESOME! Where else would a waitress decide to make up for INCREDIBLY SLOW SERVICE by BUYING US BEER!
TWICE!
Hung out there for a bit and then Hock got hold of some people he knew that lived out there...who told us to go to Flat Iron and meet them. So we hopped in a cab and headed in that direction.
We ended up here:
Piece bar. I seriously thought that this was Flat Iron. There was a fucking street sign right in front of the place that said Flat Iron! Damn Chicago trickery! Turned out that Piece is actually a really sweet bar. They had a live band playing some quality tunage along with a plethera of Piece Specific beers, killer customer area, phenomenal architecture, and a general sense of trendsetter community love. My favorite thing about this place was the band. And by band, I mean that they had a live band playing and KARAOKE!!!
Finished our beers, then consulted our nav systems on our sweet James Bond phones and found that we were actually really close to our intended destination. Left Piece and ventured onward.
Flat Iron:
Finally made it. This bar scared me. Well, okay, it didnt really scare me, but it was definitely not my bag...Good place, but reminded me of a shady biker bar where everything looks dirty and grungy but for some reason you still want to go home with most of the women. Never did find the people we were trying to meet up with. Did get to see some guy snap a pool stick in half.
We left there and kind of wandered around for a minute before deciding to head to another bar...This would be the last place we went to that nite and, sadly, neither one of us has any idea what the goddamn name of it was. It was, in fact, the most fun I had at any of the bars and I'm totally heading back there the next time that I am in Chicago. But yeah, great bar, kinda upscale, amazingly sexy people all over the place, good service, well set up, and just amazingly bad but totally perfect club music. Not a place to start, but a phenomenal place to finish.
After the bars everything is kind of a blur. Hock suggested that we go to Flash Burrito(?) to get some delicious munchies before heading back to the hotel.
I had no idea that Zordon was busy making burritos these days. I love it. The food was delicious and sexy. Yep, the food had sex appeal...which means that I was really drunk. And hungry. And horny. And hungry.
Saturday nite was a fucking blast. Stay tuned for Sunday...
THE FLAMING LIPS!!! THE FLAMING LIPS!!! THE FLAMING LIPS!!!
2009 PitchFork Festival Closer
Which was followed by this mess of business...
Vids from my phone and possibly pics coming soon.
Also, Hock, that band we were trying to figure out is M83.
More on the waaaaaaaaay...
Which was followed by this mess of business...
Vids from my phone and possibly pics coming soon.
Also, Hock, that band we were trying to figure out is M83.
More on the waaaaaaaaay...
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Forget about Deadpool...
"Ryan Reynolds is the new Green Lantern
13 July 2009 5:04 PM, PDT | From The Scorecard Review | See recent Scorecard Review news
It has been confirmed by Variety that The Proposal actor Ryan Reynolds is set to play DC Comics hero The Green Lantern in the new live-action film from Warner Brothers.
Casino Royale director Martin Campbell is set to direct the picture which will begin production in January. Green Lantern will be working with a script by Greg Berlanti, Marc Guggenheim, and Michael Green. Producers will be Berlanti and Donald DeLine.
Reynolds was not a shoo-in for the role, as he had competition from a few other top actors for the part. A few days ago, The Hangover star Bradley Cooper and Jared Leto were taking screen tests for the role.
This marks another comic-book character role for Reynolds, as earlier this season he got his coveted role in a X-Men Origins: Wolverine spinoff, Deadpool. Not for nothing, he also helped make The Proposal a box-office success.
A Green Lantern film is long overdue."
WOOT!!!WOOT!!!WOOT!!!WOOT!!!
13 July 2009 5:04 PM, PDT | From The Scorecard Review | See recent Scorecard Review news
It has been confirmed by Variety that The Proposal actor Ryan Reynolds is set to play DC Comics hero The Green Lantern in the new live-action film from Warner Brothers.
Casino Royale director Martin Campbell is set to direct the picture which will begin production in January. Green Lantern will be working with a script by Greg Berlanti, Marc Guggenheim, and Michael Green. Producers will be Berlanti and Donald DeLine.
Reynolds was not a shoo-in for the role, as he had competition from a few other top actors for the part. A few days ago, The Hangover star Bradley Cooper and Jared Leto were taking screen tests for the role.
This marks another comic-book character role for Reynolds, as earlier this season he got his coveted role in a X-Men Origins: Wolverine spinoff, Deadpool. Not for nothing, he also helped make The Proposal a box-office success.
A Green Lantern film is long overdue."
WOOT!!!WOOT!!!WOOT!!!WOOT!!!
Monday, July 13, 2009
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Emma Watson
In the spirit of the newest Harry Potter movie, let's all gawk in amazement at how smoking hot Emma Watson is...
Friday, July 3, 2009
Lolla
While riding the blue line this week I saw a couple of billboards for Lollapalooza 2009. It piqued my interest. When I originally looked at it a couple of months ago, I thought it was just alright. Now that I had another chance to look at the whole list, I gotta say I wanna go. The lineup is sweet. Anyone want to go?
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