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Monday, February 28, 2005

Monday

Yep thats what day it is. Yep... mhmmm.... yep. As you can tell nothing really fancy is going down right now, at least nothing as fancy as ketsup.

Tonight after the open field I went to the Annex with RJ for the Monday night Meat Raffle. Which if you live in P-ville is worth the time to go. They "auction" off cuts of meat and frozen hamburger, they got roasts, t-bones, porterhouses, and for $1 American you get a number they then draw a number and if you have that number you will the cut of meat they are doing at that time. Deffinatly worth it. You can buy your longies and some zza and its good to go. Craig Smith, a guy I went to school with and who now coaches at UWP on Emendorfer's staff won 2 porterhouses, 2 t-bones and 5 pounds of burger. All for 6 bucks. Also twice a night they raffle the bid money off for two bucks.

Also we talked of sports and high school football came up because Craig used to coach Southwestern and we talked of his offence which one astute media person said was to pass happy. Wait now he ran the spread offence of course thats pass happy. Anyway Craig had the line of the night which I will steal many times from now on, when disscussing what offenses to run in high school Craig said about the wing-t, "What do you want me to do stick my dick in the mashed potatoes and get asked to leave the party?" Great line.

Also I hid my Match.com Profile. I was never going to follow through on any one sending me a simple e-mail or wink. Cause I am cheap like that.

Ohh and I have a second interview for Mintoris on Wednesday.

Song of the Day: Cold "Stupid Girl"
Thought O' Day: Can the haunting stop?

Sunday, February 27, 2005

3:00 am

I went and paid a $7 cover to see girl girls wrestling and writhing in oil. What a waste of money. Also they asked if I would like a dance from them. Sorry but I don't like actors. Ohh yeah and a few of them had the chest of a two year old. Sorry I am probably pissy and drunk.

I didn't talk to a single woman tonight except that one woman who kept elbowing me and I turned and asked to "stop fucking doing that" she did.

*UPDATE* last night as I drove home I got behind some lame ass doing 35 mph then he actually excellerated to 45. Uhg I wish I could carry a gun. This morning was a bitch getting out of bed, I woke up and just stared at the ceiling telling myself to get up. Finally I did. Then as I drove to work I got behind some ponce who had his left turn signal on for about four miles. I passed him and didn't give a shit. Did I mention he was driving 40 mph? Amish were out going to church. I get to work and just after getting in the building the phone rings, I thought it might be RJ, it wasn't I wish it was. It was some fucking retard, ok maybe i shouldn't call him that but ohh well he is a retard. This guy has called before and I swear he has no friends because he asks us the stupidest fucking questions. This morning his question or statement if you will "Its Grammy season and every one is talking about how Jamie Foxx has really done a great job protraying Ray charles, why hasn't any one talked about Will Smith doing Muhammad Ali?" That was last year. "Ohh it was." Yes it was. "Well why aren't they still talking about it." I don't know I am not part of the academy. "ohh ok ". Thank you have a nice day.



Friday, February 25, 2005

Bloody Hell

So the week went well. Wednesday (the day we cater) I thought was pretty blah. I guess I didn't feel a rush like others did. But then again I don't feel pressure like others do either. I am in charge of the next luncheon. I thought I had the placement of where to put everyone and how to best maximize my sanity, but Jeff has asked me to re-arrange it and get people in places they have not worked and to split people up. All I have to say is you keep your mouth closed and watch and you learn a shit load of stuff about how people do things.

RJ is taking me to Red Lobster to pay off two bets. Woo free food. This weekend is going to be really weird as its time to start phasing between lives and moving on. Almost time to give a salute to one place and embrace another.

Wednesday night after calls me and some class mates went for drinks at brothers and Sarah was there. I talked to her and one of the class mates said I was flirting with her. Hey she is a really good looking woman, yes I was talking to her but not flirting, and she commplemeted me. Of course thats just being a good bartender you say good things about the drunks and get them to tip better.

Song of the Day: TrustCompany "Downfall"
Thought O' Day: Is there any one worth dating in P-ville?

Monday, February 21, 2005

any one? any one?

Anyone else notice leather straps really stretch well?

New Mudvayne in April.

New EA sports Baseball in March.

Sunday, February 20, 2005

Back Again

OK so the fight of science versus religion is heating up. One thing I beleive is that there is more substanstial evidence supporting science than religion. Science is constantly proving things and moving forward the Bible is stationary and was written back when the world was thought to be flat. Back when earthquakes were thought to be an upset God. Listen I beleive in God and Christ and the Holy Spirit as ideas. But until they all show up at my house for dinner one day I am not going to change my system of believes. Who really wrote the Bible? Men who needed a base for their ideas. This guest speaker Dennis Thomas is a ponce. Religion is good for those that need it. Religion is good for those that want it. Religion is not good for those who don't want it forced on them. No for my cynical view of things. How does the Bible explain dinosaurs? How does the Bible explain neandrelathals? Or anything like that? Did God create humans then humans destroyed all these things? Well then that makes humans evil for destroying those lifes. This Dennis Thomas also says that science is all make believe and myths and made up. Well what the fuck is relgion? Were you there? Was your brother Chuck there? Who was there? Where is the base for God? Wouldn't that just fuck with people's lives to find out that there is no God that the world was mistakingly created by aliens? Or snot in a petri dish? Why is it that these relgious fucks so blindly follow God yet never even think about it? Is there really some all knowing God that is going to spank us for being bad. If there is a God (as of yet I have yet to meet him or 'allow him into my heart') I think he started the world and gaveit pushes when he needed to. How does the Bible look at how some people have adopted to their enviroments. Why aren't all people blond haired blue eyed 6 feet 180 pounds? Why are Eskimos so short? Why are African tribal memebers so tall and lanky? Why are Asains slant eyed? Why do WASPs think they are the greatest thing since sliced bread? Fucking right winger nut jobs. FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!! AHHAHAHHA.. If you have faith good for you stop pushing it. Cause sooner or later we are going end up in the dark ages again. Remember leaches and bleeding people and witch trails? Yeah the right wing is dumbing down America.

On a lighter side of things I bought some Cadbury Eggs this mornings.

just not up to it

got another wink. I'll give it till the end of febuary then hide my profile again.

It snowed last night and no plows were out this morning. I take that back a plow drove by this morning as I wiped my car off, he didn't have his plow down so that was nice.

I had one really weird dream last night. It had to do with a group of really hot smoking hot women who wanted to git r done with me. Well I come to find out that its all a set up (cause really what woman wants to hook up with me) so I start sabotageing them. I delete my life so they can't find me. It was really weird. Ohh yeah and I was an indestructable vampire. As I said weird man weird. I think this dream deals with the fact that I am relationship insecurities and how any one would like me. Yeah I know weekend dreams are all the same.

Saturday, February 19, 2005

Something new

Thats what I want. Hopefully this summer or what ever. I really just want some one in my life, and not some one that I have to "win". That winning over bullshit is just that bullshit. I have never had to 'win over' any friends I have just been myself and well fuck if they (women) don't like that fuck 'em.

I went and saw Constantine tonight. I really liked it, maybe its because I like the whole hell heaven thing that they brought up. I don't want to go into it but I really liked. I am not recomeneding to to any one just based on the fact we all have different tastes. But if your tastes are like mine go see it.

I need a weekend off were I can just go drink myself into obilvion and not care about work. Ohh well its coming basketball season is almost over and I will not be doing any brewer games cause we can't afford that. And I don't have to worry about being on air any more at PVL because I suck. I suck on air. Thats right some people thing I suck on air. I don't really care any more because ya know when I heard that I would never work there full time I stopped doing things I stopped having fun, I mean shit man why try when its not going any where? Fuck it all (blognetus knows my feelings).

Just a few months from now I am going to have to give up drinking and going out. Damn it.

Song of the Day: Smile Empty Soul "Bottom of the Bottle"
Thought O' Day: Sorry I don't care about thinking about that shit.

Friday, February 18, 2005

I HATE MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE "I AM NOT OK (I PROMISE) HATE IT HATE IT HATE IT!!!!!AHHHHH

It keeps playing on my netscape radio player and I just dislike it. It has that whiny 'punk' guy voice. Kind of like Simple Plan, and this band that I can't think of but the lead singer has a wuss punk voice and spacers in his ears and a black flat top. And their bassist looks like a dyed blond sheep dog. I just know that I dislike bands with wussy sounding front men.

Is it me or is Britney Spears looking more and more like a porn star masscarding in music?

I see that douche bag from Crazy town has a CD out. Die bitch Die.

Ahh shit I should just remove my profile. Uhg. Its not the women winking at me its the attention. I really don't even want it. Cause now this girl winks at me. I am I really that dead sexy? Yes yes I am.

Somethings at school suck, one lady can't understand things and then says that I am not understanding it. UHG UHG uHG. Damn it woman I understand it, I just don't understand why you don't fucking get it. Gad Damn.

Song of the Day: Mudvayne "Happy?" Its new its cool. Its Mudvayne.

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

minor problem

OK so this girl winks at me. No problem I winked back. But now she sends me an e-mail. Well since I don't pay I can't reply to her with out her sending me her e-mail address. Uhg so its either pay to subscribe, don't reply and look like a fuck, or hope she sends another e-mail with her address. uhg fucking uhg.

This is not my war
This is not my fate
This is something more
This is not my life
This is not my revolution
This is not my convolution
This is not my expectation
This is not my desperation

Giddy like a school girl

Now just imagine me in pig tails and a plaid skirt. Anyway I was having not that bad of a day today and not its better cause fantasy baseball starts tomorrow. WOOOOO FB!!!! If any one wants to join sling me an e-mail, its chad(underscore)hennnemanAThotmailDOTcom. Last night I went out and celebrated John Wendlers 31 years on this planet. Thats right Johnny Page is 31. We started at The Annex then moved to OTs. I got him a Pink Floyd the wall reissue DVD and a Big Lewboski movie poster. He enjoyed them both. I almost over slept this morning but was still 5 minutes early for class. We made pepper steak, meatloaf, hungarian gulash, and beef stroganoff. Anything that had noodles though wasn't finished with the noodles the people who buy it and make it must do the noodles.

I know that I have done this part before but what would have happened had I graduated in 4 years? Thats a thought that goes through my mind. I maybe get Mike Lyons job (he left for Phoenix that late summer), which in turn means I am not in school. I don't meet some people, one of whom I am hung up on and its not ever real. I have this idea of what she is but thats all it is really an idea. On a seperate note I tend to fall for those women who are nice to me and show me some of their personality, and they end up being friends, just because they'd never see me as anything more. My curse of being a decent guy. Anyway, what else happens if I only go four years. I would have moved out (if I had gone full time at QB), I might have develped the courage to ask some women to my place. (God knows I wouldn't even ask my best friends to hang out where I currently live). Finally I would be scraping by on next to nothing, which I guess really wouldn't change that much.

Can you get sued over having a tattoo? Read here. My understanding is that once its on your body its yours to do with as you choose. Doesn't matter if some one copyrighted it its on your person.

Song of the Day: Metallica "Don't Tread On Me"
Thought O' Day: Fantasy baseball draft who gets picked 1st?

Sunday, February 13, 2005

Cops and Meat Sauce

I went to my parents place today after work and because I have wanted to try and make a tomato sauce from scratch for some time I did just that. I bought 6 big cans of diced tomatoes, some spices and herbs (among them thyme, cilantro, sage, majoram, and oregano) two onions and a green pepper. I also bought some ground chuck and some sausage. Well when I got there I took the onions and rough chopped them, and then diced the pepper, added them to some extra virgin olive oil and sauteed them till they were just soft I also added some red pepper flakes for taste. Then I added 3 cans to each pot, and here is where is gets interesting. In one pot I added about three cups white wine, in the other pot I added about 2 1/2 cups red wine and some balsamic vinegar. I then let those simmer for about 45 minutes. Meanwhile I browned the burger and sausage. After the tomatoes and wines had reduced to my liking I added the herbs and such. I then added 2 tablespoons brown sugar to each as well. I continued to reduce the sauces. When the meat was cooked I added half to each pot and then added a tablespoon of flour to each as well, then I added half a can of tomato paste to each and let them simmer, reduce and thicken. MMMM. After it was done I made some spaghetti by boiling three cups water 2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil and three teaspoons salt. The oil stops the water from boiling over. It was good stuff all the way around. I will be giving some to people because I have a lot extra. While cooking I watched Spider-Man 2 and X-Men 2. Well then after watching the Simpson, arrested development, and Family Guy (Peter Griffin black?? Who knew?)

I decided to drive to Belmont, well as I got on top of cty g I saw flashing red and blues coming up behind me and thought ahh shit what happened, so I put my seat belt on and pulled over. Where ever he was going (toward Monfort Hwy 18) I didn't know I didn't catch him to find out.

Angie Drake gave me a hug last night, and I slept with a cute blond (its my dog but still), also I have the body of a 20 year old. Yeah its in the trunk of my car.

Song of the Day: Trapt "Still Frame" I believe Michelle Trachtenburg is in that video.
Thought O' Day: What to expect from the Laf County Courthouse on Monday?

Saturday, February 12, 2005

you gotta be kidding me.

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50 signs of visible intoxication

I recently took a responcable servers cource and was given a hand book that has these 50 signs that you are drunk in it. I am going to cross these with the Jr Rangers sober.

1. Loud Speech (have you heard me or Page? Our voices seem to carry well.)
2. Bravado Boasting (well none of us are there saying we lion wrestle but still)
3. Overly animated (Johnny ALWAYS talks with his hands)
4. Boisterous (all of us)
5. Overly friendly to other guests and employees (ok so none of us as we are all stand off ish)
6. Drinking alone (who among us hasn't)
7. Drinking to fast (how fast is too fast?)
8. Ordering doubles (hey if the bartender asks if thats what I want thats what I'll take)
9. Careless with money (me and page leave our money on the bar.)
10.Buying rounds for strangers or the house (page buys shots for everybody)
11.Annoying other guests and employees (once again have you been around me and Page?)
12.Camplaining about prices (Page and RJ)
13.Complaining about drink strength (Page and RJ)
14.Argumentative (hey when you hang with us some body takes an oppisite angle just to mess with ya.)
15.Agressive or belligerent (none of us really)
16.Obnoxious or mean (maybe obnoxious but never mean)
17.Making inappropriate comments about others (again do you know us?)
18.Crude Behavior (see above)
19.Inappropriate sexual behavior (none of us actually)
20.Foul Language (what the fuck?)
21.Making irrational statements (we ONLY make rational ones)
22.Depressed, Sullen (were single guys drinking together what do you expect.
23.Crying, moody (none of us)
24.Radical changes in behavior (Kyle)
25.Speaking loudly then quietly (only when told)
26.Drowsiness (we are a tired group)
27.Bloodshot glassy eyes (Scotty)
28.Lack of focus and eye contact (Page)
29.Slurred speach (none of us even when drunk)
30.Difficulty remembering (all of us all the time)
31.Rambling conversation, loss of train of thought (all the time sober)
32.Slow responce to questions (all like to interupt them and answer before fully asked)
33.Spilling drinks (page is kind of clumsy)
34.Trouble making change (none of us pay attention to change)
35.Difficulty handling money, picking up change (we leave our money on the bar)
36.Difficulty lighting cigarettes (Page has it down and could do it underwater)
37.Lighting more than one cigarette at a time (never happened)
38.Letting cigarette burn with out smoking it (never they need nicotene)
39.Clumsy uncoordinated (page broke his hip tripping over stuff)
40.Difficulty standing up (from the floor thats me)
41.Unusual gait (me and Page)
42.Stumbling (we shuffle not walk)
43.Bumping into things (hey I didn't know that was there)
44.Swaying staggering (sometimes me)
45.Unable to sit straight on a bar stool (are you kidding we all have put in lots of hours and are very good at it.)
46.Can't find mouth with glass (its all muscle memory baby)
47.Falling down (Page)
48.Mussed hair (none of have really good hair anyway)
49.Deshevled clothing (we go to work in clothes like that)
50.Falling asleep (none of us)

We're good drunks but apparently its all the time.

First time in a long time

I woke up this morning and for the 1st time in a really long time I was not depressed by a dream that I guess you would say had some one who showed some feelings for me. No it wasn't anybody I knew. But I wouldn't mind getting to know them. Cute blond and I really don't go for blonds. It just looked like each time she looked at me she had that look in her eyes. Of course there might have been some one behind me the entire time.

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Blogging is a calming influence

Just piss me off jerry just fucking piss me off. Before I left tonight I turned on the front porch light. I get home tonight and the light is off and the door is fucking locked. fuck you jerry. I make a pizza and set the things that are on the pizza cooker in the sink. Jerry yells you don't put those there I just washed them. So where do they go. Over there. Well why didn't you put them there when they got washed instead of on the counter? No responce. Fuck you jerry. uhg fucking uhg.

Song of the Day: anything fast and pissed off
Thought O' Day: Is he really that big of an ass?

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

More shit different day

After classes today I went along with some of my classmates to dinner at China Buffet then to a movie. I went and saw Million Dollar Baby. I thought it to be incredibly good. Incredibly. It was touching (yes I know thats hard to hear from me), and funny in places. I suggest you see it.

Now for a bitch session. I get home and Jerry meet me at the door. Asking if I had talked to my mother yet tonight since about 4. When ever he calls my mom its either useless boring shit, or its so far over his fucking head that he doesn't know what to do. It was unfortunatly the latter. My grandmother had been taken to the hospital again. This time because she couldn't breath all that well. One thing that always pisses me off is if you are telling a story tell a story if you are giving information give information. Don't tell me a story when you are convying information. Thats Jerry's problem he always trys to tell me a fucking story and I get upset with him, then he gets upset with me for being pissed at him. Its a horrible cycle one that he can stop by telling me whats wrong not by telling me a fucking story, and one that I could stop by being more patient. He said he had no way to get ahold of me. What fucking bullshit. He knows I have a cell phone which he has called to tell me to 1) park on the street (which I already knew) 2) To tell me he was going to bed 3) the roads were bad and that I shouldn't be driving (I was spending the night at my parents and he knew this) 4) That the front door was locked 5) to tell me that some girl from Blackhawk Lake called but didn't leave a message. Why he didn't call now I have no idea. He is a fucking idiot. Another thing is he came into the comp room as I was writing this and started talking about bullshit bullshit bullshit when he said the most revealing thing "since you're grandmother has been in the hospital I have lost 12 pounds." Its always about him. Ohh and then he talks about his underwear and how they stop his leaking. I don't need to hear this shit. Its like the time he talked to me about his prostate and how it was enlarged and how he talked to my younger brother about taking viagra. He calls this underwear his basketball shorts because he dribbles in them. Fucking brilliant. I hope my grandmother get a clear bill of health because I could not live with just him. Even if it was for just a month or two.

Song of the Day: Metallica "Battery" S&M version
Thought O' Day: Can't he get over the fact no one likes him?

Monday, February 07, 2005

FOX "News"

I caught some Fox News tonight. If they got any more conservative they'd give Dubya his own talk show and dig up Reagon and let him host the news. They had on a liberal Brit tonight and were talking about taxing people and the Brit said that people are happy when they are taxed and their money is spent to improve their lives. Fox news talking head: So people like being taxed. Brit: Yes when their tax money is going to good things. FNTH: So what about this theory that when all things are equal people are happier? Brit: Explain that. FNTH: Well its the case of socialism versus capitalism. Brit: I think that when both are run properly they can work, unfortunatly we have never seen either run properly. FNTH: Well would Americans be happier if they were all taxed more. Brit: I beleive I answered that.

And just now I was listening to Ann Coulter trying to explain how last nights Super Bowl ads didn't offend her in the least except in the area were they are insulting her intelligence. She is a conservative bitch how can you insult that? She is so close minded that she finds problems in every thing. Fox "News" is such a fucking joke fair and balanced my ass.

Song of the Day: Static-X "The Only"
Thought O' Day: What to do what to do.

Colt .45's

I got my new Colt .45's hat in the mail today. I be Billy Dee Williams'ing it up all day.

Also if you are interested in joining Brewers trip 05 Please tell me. The trip is April 16 they play the Cardinals at 1pm and for around 25-30 bucks you get a ticket and all you can eat at a tail gate party before and after the game.

Sunday, February 06, 2005

Damn Liberals

So the Super Bowl happened... yea... RJ bet me the Eagles would win. The wager drinks at Red Lobster. Ohh yeah so now I have drinks and dinner at Red Lobster paid for. I made the marinated pork tenderloin again and it was a success. MMM dead pig. I also watched The Simpsons which was laugh out loud funny this week. Then watched American Dad which is a rip off of Family Guy but when you are the creator or both it works I guess. I have monday off and all my homework is done so I trip to the courthouse or madison might be in order.

Song of the Day: Perfect Circle "3 Libras"
Thought O' Day: Its supposed to snow monday night right?

Saturday, February 05, 2005

Drunk plus tired equals huh what was that?

OK so tonight I am at OT's and in walks this brunnette who is kind of cute with a guy. But for the life of me I could not figure oot (Canadian) if she is Maria from the UWP porn or Misty Coates from a previous life. Either way she left before I asked. Ohh yeah and I had like 4 hot women laugh at my "I have an idea... you, me, midgets, and chocolate sauce" shirt. Fuck I should get drunk more and not care.


Friday, February 04, 2005

*shrugs*

Not much going on here. Today in class we roasted ducks and some eye roasts. We also cut up about 6 pounds of roast into slices. Last night I went out for a few drinks with the Lucsious One and chatted up the Adam Wamsley. All I gotta say about Adam is women are all insane and if it weren't for the fact that I love them I'd never talk to them. As we got ready to leave, I saw this red head who I kind of met not long ago. Her friend at the bar got up to use the restroom and I thought maybe I should go over and introduce myself and talk to her briefly. Did I? Not a fucking chance, what do you think I am confident? I can't even get drunk enough to talk to women. Also as some of you know I am match.com and now this girl winks at me. Yes I winked back only because she is over 21 and not an ultra conserva-sheep. Well I am gonna go out tonight. I wanna go see how ADAM Wamsley coaches his players at Iowa Grant tonight. Then I am off to get some adult drinks in me.

Song of the Day: Soil "Breaking Me Down"
Thought O' Day: Could i get less sucure around pretty women?

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Well it sucks.

I went for an interview today with the management of Mintori's (sp?) Mike Garcia, Steph, and Alex were the ones asking questions. My interviews, to me, always suck. Tim finished my car 85 bucks for a oil change and some computer work that had done something to the car. I need to take the rental back on Thursday and hope I get it there. The rental by the way a 2005 Pontiac Grand Am which has been damn nice a bit cramped for me but damn nice. After the interview I stopped at Brothers and had a footlong chilli dog with the homemade mozzerela sticks. mmm good. I also had two jack and cokes and a jager bomb in 50 minutes that was good. Now I am at work sucky. As tino may say ahh fuck I can't think of what he would say.

Song of the Day: Dixie Chicks That earl has to die song
Thought O' Day: Well that was easy wasn't it.

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Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Thats what was missing

I rented a car from enterprise rent-a-car in dodgeville today. Well I called the head office and they got me a car problem was they didn't inform the guy who works there and he was out of the office at the time I got there. Well I called him and he said he had not yet gotten any new orders ok I guess he'll be back around 10:15 or so. Well I had class at 10:30 what ya going to do. So I get my car a Pontiac Grand Am and get going to school. Well let me say this it has some frakking nut. Some damn good get up and go. Ohh thats what I have been missing lately. Speedometer says 130 so if I had the oppertunity I'd consider topping it out. Its got front bucket seats with the auto stick on the floor which when ever I drive a stick or anything with it on the floor I always have my hand on it. Its got bucket seats and not bad condition wise. The only problem I have is how damn hard it is to get in the door once in the door the seat isn't big enough for my legs with the stick on the floor. But hey I can get over it for the short time I am driving it. CD player decent sounds its good.

Song of the Day: Slipknot "Vermilion"
Thought O' Day: Should I try and top her out or let it go?

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