Interests:Golfing is good. I suck at it, but I still try to play. Golf is the sport of the elite... not exactly me, but bah. I play the bass guitar, dabble in the computer arts, I like to climb mountains, I occasionally bike, um, I like to work on classic cars... uh, I play basketball and was an all-american football player. I like to help at the local animal shelter and in the summer I'm a life-guard at the YMCA. Let's see. I also do some screen writing and stand-up comedy. I know kung-fu. I scratch vinyl on the turntables. I take pictures and write articles for the local paper... hrm... I also like to tell stories... which is what I'm doing now. Wasn't that a nice story? We're all pretty boring... I don't need to tell you my hobbies. I love Jesus. That's enough. Expertise:Expertise? I can sleep for a long time... does that count? I also ate a lizard once. You would too for $50 bucks. I consider myself a jack of all trades, but a master of none. I know, I know, everyone says that, but what am I supposed to say if that's what I mean? "I am the man at nothing but still am the man... cause I'm the man, man. Yeah. Woo Hoo." See, that wasn't cool at all. Psh, I'm not an expert... I'm just another dude, trying to make a buck. You love me, i know it. Occupation:Artist Industry:Construction
sigh... Microsoft, i want to give you a try again... i really do. but the thing is, i've fallen in love with someone else. i know we've been together for a long time. we've had our happy times as a couple. haha. remember that time you and me downloaded over 80 gigs of pirated movies a few years back? yeah, that was awesome. oooh ooh, or how about that first time i made a movie with you? yeah, granted, it was kinda whack-sauce, but over the years we found our groove and put out some pretty amazing stuff, huh? you were there when i beat doom... that was a proud time in my life. you were there when i spoke my first voice recongnition words...again, amazing experience! you were there when i first ventured out in this crazy world we call the internet. you helped me through rough times when i moved out on my own, you even connected me to loved ones across the globe. haha, there were even those times when we secretly hacked passwords and read other people's email. good times. yeah, we've had a good history together and i want to thank you for those times. but over the years you've grown... hmmm... how can i put this without hurting you? you've grown complicated. i tried to communicate you about drivers and functionality, but time and time again you like making things hard on me. i know you're your own OS, but i suggested that maybe you change the way you look and act, and at times we found ways to make your GUI more customizable... but it always brought you to your knees. the truth is we've grown. grown apart. and i've grown up a bit too. i don't need thousands of programs or games anymore. i just want things to work smoothly... ha, and i can't deny some sexiness wouldn't hurt. maybe, it's me? yeah. it's not you. you deserve better. it's me completely. i don't treat you right. billions of other people find you perfect and don't mind being with you forever. me? well, i'm too picky i guess. you don't need that.
...aww, who am i kidding? i've found someone else. she's gorgeous, witty, effective, organized. sure, she's a bit costly and snooty... but she's beginning to change. infact, not too long ago she got a heart transplant and now how the same inner-workings as you... well, except she functions better. things just work between us... it's harmony. i can't fight this feeling inside. i need to do what's right to me...
but i do respect you. and i don't want to end this without giving you one more chance. let's see if we can work this out. you say you've changed. you say your more confident in yourself and secure. you say you've been working on your performance. you say you've even trimmed down and sexied up. i hope so, i really do... all i want is for you to make my life easier. i'm through with the headaches and crashing... and pain.
so, this is it. i hate for it to be this way, but if you aren't all you've made yourself out to be...
no, i'm not going to lie and say i'm a fan of soccer. yes, i'm a bandwagoneer. no, i don't really care who wins the World Cup. yes, i ate some coney-island hot dogs today. no, that has nothing to do with soccer.
"...meh. who gives a flip? i just hope Shaq puts on his A-game tonight."
in more important news
...as dirty as Walmarts are, i happily bought 5 new Guitar Hero games and guitars for $30 each. ahhh, the joys of ghetto Walmarts where only games like 50cent: Bulletproof sell. eBay anyone? can someone say "easy 100 bucks!"?
Pop's Day is comin... Dad or no dad... it's time for some testosterone fun. come and get pwned! (BBQ and live comedian... and you getting pwned in every sport)
...and since i never know when i'll update again, soak in some-o-dis until then:
btw... dirk nowitzki is a demon. someone, please, cast
that fool out. oh, and antoine walker makes me want to punch my liver
area multiple times. can someone tell him he's no reggie miller?
yo,
antoine! that cover band (up there) called... they want their suck
back.
How NOT to steal a SideKick II ...this is happening as we speak! (er... as i speak... uh, type... whatever)
read this all!!! it's an awesome story of revenge and humiliation. i know, i know, revenge isn't a fruit of the spirit, but it's a sweet fruit in any case. kudos to this guy for putting the ownage on dirty stikin' theives. if you steal, you're a jerkface stupid-head who deserves what's coming to you.
update on last weekend:
i sacrificed tickets to the game to go to PK on friday... but saturday i skipped out on PK to bust some caps in my friends. nothing promotes comradery more than shooting a friend in the back... 4 more times after they give up. mmmmmmm... wargames.
as for supporting the Heat? s'all good... can someone say "game 3 tickets?"
