thinking about it all again.

donald loves boobs too!!!

as much as i fucking hate facebook i seem to be dicking around there quite a bit. i have three or four games of scrabble going on there at a time, friends i never see anymore that i still chat with and people who i wouldn't piss on if they were on fire hounding me to be my friend... two years ago, (plus or minus) i got booted off of their site for violating all the rules... at first i was pissed, but then it was a nice break from all the stupid shit i was doing there... mafia wars, posting stupid shit on everyones pages, whatever. it was a good thing.
then my ex-girlfriend had a fucked up accident, and a lot of the planning i needed to do to get her first benefit rolling could be done alot easier on the facebook than over the phone. so i signed the fuck back up with a new, (still not legitimate user name) and got it handled. we raised over thirteen thousand dollars in one evening. it took less than ten days to plan and we fucking rocked it. hundred of people served dinner, a silent auction and a raffle. the wad of cash was huge.that being said, i should have deleted the fucking face book account the next day.... but i didn't. and my once somewhat popular blog suffered for it.
this weekend some people from the good ole days are convening down in l.a. i got an inspirational text from a blogging friend this morning about the potential arrival of yet another favorite blogger. we will see what we will see....

FUCKING ZACK

I fucking hate other people named Zack. why the fuck do they have to have my name, get your own fucking name, like bob or dick wad. why steal steal mine. it is only quite recently that there has been this seeming surge of "zacks" everywhere... when i was growing up i knew of only one other. we hung for a few weeks but he didn't live up to the name. he got kicked to the curb and literally moved out of town...
there was one on t.v. who was a fucking retard and was the "class clown" whose best buddy was screech.. who the hell has a buddy named screech in high school?! now these imposters are popping up all over the place, in movies, t.v. shows, even here in my own town! get the fuck out scum suckers, quit ruining my name.
you play in a lame band? Zacks don't play in a lame ass bands, playing wamby pamby poor me i need a fucking girlfriend music... Zack turns a wrench on bulldozers and heavy equipment for a living, shoot guns and ride dirt bikes...
your mommy and daddy bought you a new car and you don't like the color? zacks don't have people buying them cars, in fact zack BUILDS shit from the ground up, mobs them and builds them again!!
you make movies with your silly ass beard and run around like a fucking moron! zacks don't make movies and run around like a moron...err... wait, i have done that, but I'm not trying to act like fucking idiot, i was an idiot... wait that's not coming out right either..
seriously though, wtf, why do these "zacks" have to be out there fucking up my name, when i meet them, one of the first things i ask is have they ever met any Zacks that they like and their answer is usually "no"... that generally sets the tone for the rest of our conversation... nothing like a little "hey, i don't fucking like you just because, so suck it and go fuck yourself before i find some monkey to do it for you..."
do you all have these issues as well? i mean is their this huge thing when you meet people who share your name and that naturally you think they suck? it just doesn't happen to me all that often so i don't know...

put some good thoughts out there...

An old friend was in a serious car accident, thats about whats on my mind since Halloween. put some good thoughts out there for her.

falling behind

Whats today's excuse for not blogging you wonder. that's about all i've been doing around here for a while eh? yeah, I'm fucking sick of it too. truth is, i don't have any fucking time. but here are some thoughts i was having this week.

do you ever have those evil, "i shouldn't be thinking this way thoughts"? you know the ones I'm talking about, when you are sitting there watching the news, listening to the radio or when ever life gives you a chance to think for your self and be negative about a situation... I'll give you a few examples...

this morning i was catching up on the news over at CNN.com and they have a short video of the kid who got burned over 65% of his body or something, you know the kid right? so, I'm watching this vid and i think to my self, "this kid is a fucking punk, I'd smack the shit out of him if he was my neighbor, getting burnt didn't seem to help this kids disposition at all... who the fuck are the parents here, why aren't they doing a little better by this kid, fuck... look at this shithead, here we have a classic case, i bet he was a bully and he did rip those other kids off or some shit, wasn't he skipping school when this all went down?" i stopped my self there because i know those are some fucked up things to say about this child who was brutally set on fire. it's a fucked up thing that has happened to this kid. cut him some slack right? hmmm... i know better than to think this way. watch the video, you decide.

the other day i was watching a movie about capitalism, a Michael Moore film if you must know. and they start it off with a few short clips of people losing their homes, being evicted and some other gut wrenching stuff. i start thinking to myself about the people who got "scammed" by the sub prime market. the folks who bought into the idea that ten years after they initially purchased their new home at 2% interest their rates went to some god awful amount like 25 to 35 percent, did they really think that they were going to be able to afford it? really? i know quite a few folks were duped into these loans, but if i were going to spend say, six hundred thousand dollars i might read some more of the fine print, ask a few more questions... if a banker or loan officer was telling me, "naw man, you can totally afford it!" i might sleep on the idea and get a second opinion on my financial status. so during opening of this movie i was thinking to myself, "hey, you are the one who stepped in the dog shit up to your waist, why are you complaining about the smell now? perhaps when you knew that the deal was too good to be true you shouldn't have taken it... how's that "I'll get another job and stop stuffing my fat fucking face with McDonalds and spend less money" idea working out now, perhaps you should stop reproducing annually pay your fucking bills on time, how bout that! huh..." again i know these are some shitty thoughts, i don't really think that about those people or do i? they are just innocent people who were led to believe they could have a better quality of life by evil money grubbing corparations who lied to them time and time again, right?

on the way to work, NPR was reporting on the woman recently released from prison in the middle east and how her boyfriend and his buddy were still in captivity there and are being tried as spies. well i was having some bad thoughts on that too, can you imagine? why the fuck would you go backpacking in Pakistan in the first place? what the hell could motivate three individuals to cruise around in occupied Afghanistan territories? Iraq? "yeah, lets go see if we can border jump around with our cameras and video recording equipment, take some notes on the scenery and enjoy life while whistling the hills are alive with the sound of mortar fire." WTF?!?!? uh, i may be a simple man, but i know what dumb is... i had a thought about how i didn't feel to bad for those people and sure as shit don't think we should have wasted all that time negotiating for their release and sovereignty... hey kids, there is some fucked up shit going on over there, you may be Americans with all your "freedoms" and shit, but in other countries, that don't matter for shit, quite the opposite. do i really feel that way? I'm not sure... i mean poor fucker have been in prison for over a year for going on a hike, right?

and perhaps you all don't have to have such strong opinions about things either... it could just be a fleeting thought or something that pops in and out of your head in a microsecond. like when you are giving the guy on the street corner some change from the center console of your car or truck, you might think "get a fucking job." but you are giving him the change anyway... when you hear of some mistreatment of illegal immigrants and you might think they shouldn't be here in the first place, but you know better than that. we wouldn't have a country without our fellow migrant workers... or when people bitch about quality of life, don't you just want to say, "what the fuck are going to do about it?!? stop bitching about how shitty life is in bumfuck Nebraska where your family has been living for generations and move to where there are some fucking jobs!", but you know that's not how life works entirely either... life is tough no matter wher you live, right?

i dunno, i have alot of bad thoughts, i am a good person, but i sometimes have those immoral, distasteful, non sympathetic, racist, sexist, uninformed, ignorant thoughts... yep, i know you do too. i can't help it. i suppose as long as the good thoughts and actions out weighs the bad i will only go to the upper levels of hell where all my family and friends will be... not the lower areas where the real evil fucks of this planet go...

meh...

now get back to work!!!

DAY OF PAIN

It's that time of year again kids which means your next installment of where does your body hurt. Today my back hurts due to the fact that I have been busting my ass at work like never before, as well as sitting in an uncomfortable position for hours and hours on end, at my house after work doing my other work. My stomach hurts, why I don't know exactly, could be the stress ulcers raging up again or it could be because I seem to have a bit of a bottom end bug that I may have caught from one of our beautiful chilluns... My knees hurts something fierce, probably from sitting down in that previously mentioned uncomfortable position for hours on end looking under a bright light and staring intently at the same things over and over again. My right thumb has a nasty blister on it from spending said hours and hours using small precision tools, its wearing a hole in my poor little finger. My jaw is fucking killing me from the two hours I spent in a dentists chair on Tuesday and the "sensitivity" the dentist was talking about has moved from annoying to mind altering spikes of insanity at times. My bottom lip hurts from being stretched for those two hours of intense drilling and filling on Tuesday, leading it to be chapped, dry and swollen.
So in other words, I am a fucking mess. I hurt yet I go on. There is nothing better than finishing a hard 15 to 16 hour day and cuddling up to your honey in bed... I can't hardly wait for midnight to come this evening... it's only 9:25 in the morning and I am fucking beat...
Where do you hurt and what do you do to feel better about it?!?!?

vacation

wouldn't it be nice to go on a vacation where it gets hot enough to wear one of these outfits?!?!? where would you go to get into the mood?

weekend is coming!

hoping to play a little golf this weekend! anybody have any good weekend plans?

something happened with my fucking template!!!!!

what the fucking fuck?!?!? has anyone ever had this problem? Google seems to be jacking up my blog. has this been going on for awhile? has anyone even noticed it or is it just on my computer? the header is all wanked up and the photo is smaller...where the auto picture things on the side usually are its just show white blank squares... gah!

Picture intended for joke purposes only. Unless you are into that sort of thing...

If only spanking was allowed in the work place... Which one of you deserves a spanking? Or perhaps there is someone out there who deserves to be the spanker than the spankee... In any case, today seems to be one of those days where there are at least two people on my list... meh. Have a great week all!

THIS ABOUT SUMS IT UP!!!

this photo has just about everything in it that my birthday did!!!! thanks to all who came and for all the birthday wishes!!! now, I am off to visit the dreaded dentist, oh boy!

IN PRINT NOW

If you were to be in a magazine, what would it be. Better yet, which magazine would you want to be featured in?!?!?

the weekend is over folks. meh...

yep, here we are at the beginning of the wonderful work week!!! so kiddos, start your engines and prepare for another productive day of pure money making bliss!!!


(g'head and insert sarcasm wherever you see fit...)

my birthday!

so my fucking birthday is coming up again... woo hoo... cheese has been harassing me about what i want for my birthday, i never know, i generally don't really want or need anything either.. but today while, ahem, working in my office, i stumbled on some wicked fun pin up girl style photographers and models websites... such as this one above.
now, cheeses current hair do looks about like this girls hair here in the photo above. almost the same color as well...this chic is hot, but if my cheese was laying down across the seats in your car...well lets just say, yeah.
So. I think for my birthday i will ask if she would be willing to sit with a professional pin up photographer and take a series of photos... I would be willing to pay for said photo shoot and even supply a bad ass vehicle for the shoot! wadda yous guys think about that?



oh and happy labor day!

such a slacker

zack the slack... i know. i have had no fucking time. both of my computers at home have died. first my laptop started losing its abilities to type certain letters and then it just died all together. two weeks later my home computer died a similar death. i think i figured out why, i was watching hacked episodes of "lost". i had managed to watch all five seasons from my instant netflix account in about a month. so i was determined to finish off the series by watching some illegals copies of the final season. yup, i fucking got some major viruses from that shit is all i can figure out.
we spent an entire weekend cutting down trees in our yard, bucking them up, piling the waste and slitting up the wood. Ive spent the last three days stacking it after work... ugh...
the gardens are great and I'll have some pictures of that soon. otherwise, for the few people who do still stop by, I'm here just not very often and i thank you all for continuing to check in!!!

WHERE DOES THE TIME GO?!?1

YOU WILL CLICK ON THIS PICTURE MORE THAN ONCE...

hey kids. i survived the month long headache from hell. it would not go away. coupled with some nasty head and chest cold, i felt like i wouldn't ever get better. it was all stress related. stress stress stress... feeling much healthier.
we are on our way to Florida on Saturday. to visit with my folks. i haven't seen my dad in eight or nine years... i saw him briefly for an evening about five years ago for dinner in San Jose. i haven't seen my step mom in about nine years. i can't wait to see them both! we are traveling as a family to visit, both cheeses daughters, cheese and i. we have a condo on the beach near where my folks live. i don't think oil will be on the beaches where we will be staying but perhaps we might take a drive to see what it all looks like, who knows...
enjoy the weekend !!!

know when to hold em....

modern day super hero

i am beat. the anti-convulsion medication i have been taking this week for my migraine sux some serious ass. side effects? uh yeah. i bought the generic version of what i normally take and i don't remember any of these side effect... locking jaw? why the fuck does that happen? stiff neck and sore back? yeah lets add on to my already existing issues with pain in that area. left arm is dead?!?!? how did they know it would be my left arm and why does this have to happen. it's a good thing i don't go to school and raise any fucking hands cause nope, that's not gonna happen. increased heart rate, yup, raise in blood pressure, yup, less sensitivity to light and sounds? yup, I'm fucking deaf and it feels like I'm looking through a dirty window.
i don't buy generic anything in my life. shop at Ross? nope. target, hell no. i don't wear crappy shoes, drive crappy cars, eat crappy food, so why on earth was i prescribed and did i buy the generic version of my pain meds?!? i guess cause I'm an idiot. yep... go ahead call me one, i will agree.

SOMETHING PRETTY TO LOOK AT.

the harder i work at my job, the less i get. well that's not entirely true. i get headaches, anxiety attacks, stress, and a nice round of bloody ass syndrome. i fucking hate my job sometimes. its not the work that displeases me so much, its the fucking people surrounding me. screaming baby in my office three days a week, when its not screaming i cant go into my office cause its asleep and those moments when its not sleeping or screaming, it's watching some fucking program called gabba gabba or some shit... I'll be back, I've got work to do....

I'M BACK...

then there is this management team of people making decisions for the good of the company... uh... TOO MANY CHIEFS, WE NEED ONE LEADER PLEASE!!! some one to lay down the law, to kick some ass when necessary... and someone who is ready to stand up for us, the company, not a group of people ready to point the finger at someone else when things don't go exactly to plan....

meh, I'm over this post... I'll try something a little more positive soon. and oh, by the way... while i have been suffering from all this work related retardedness I've brought back my good old migraines... a week of pure bliss i tell you. to top off this wonderfull level sheer awesomeness today I'm standing in line to pay for the prescription and $441.32 pops up on the register... uh??? wtf?
"i only need one." i say.
"well the script is for 18." she replies

i break out my insurance card and she runs that through.

"oh, there will be no charge sir, i hope you feel better."

i stand there absolutlyfuckingbewildered...

"18 pills for 441 dollars? this shit costs more than platinum does by the gram..."
"hmmm..." is her last reply...

tell me the government doesn't have their greasy fingers in my ass some how with this...

wtf?

so many fucking projects i have these days kids... i sometimes feel as if I'm trying to stick too much up there, you know what i mean?!? perhaps not.. every minute i can spare on the Internet these days is spent researching parts for this project truck of mine... lately it's deciphering engines online. i have two viable Chevy 350 engines i can rebuild. one is out of the truck and from a 1975 Chevy truck, the other is in the truck and after many phone calls and hours or frustrating research i found it was made in Mexico in 1994 and sold to g.m. as a crate motor... well in the rebuilding industry that's called a "hecho in Mexico" motor.. no shit right, but those aren't really the ones to rebuild... if i were to tear down either of these possible transplants, I'm looking at about $525 in machine shop fees, plus another $950 to $1200 in parts to build a decent motor that's pretty enough for some other gear head to enjoy and/or want to purchase... on the other hand i can buy a whole complete motor already done from $1500 to $2600 and drop it in.. i could spend an ass load more than that, i found a motor that even cheese would let me bend her over onto for about $18,000 but, that's just a silly wet dream all around now isn't it?
i did manage to change my truck from a 78 to a 74 and prolly shouldn't mention that hear but i think my one police officer friend wouldn't mind, wink wink, csi Seattle...
other than that, camping season is starting and cheese and i are going to go for an over nighter into an area w call Indians on Friday, should be a nice beginning to that season.
with our shitty el fucking nino winter, our garden are having to wait, everything is starting to stack up in the green house. (it really is green in there!!!)
cheese and i are doing well, we love to love each other and hate to hate, but shit happens, plus I'm amazing and well perfect so... she saw her way to hang out for a while longer anywayz.
Ive got to get back out to "work" so keep it cool, and to those of you still checking in and commenting i love it and you, i wish i had more, since i don't do the social networking sites anymore, that addiction to get on the computer every free second of the day is fading... i try to be here, really i do... fuck it, it is what it is... enjoy the day!!!

FUCKING SHIT...

i haven't been here writing for a while again, no surprise to any of you at this point eh? shit has been going down at my house for the past few weeks and it doesn't really make for good reading. mostly just a lot of disappointment and loss of faith but life isn't meant to be easy and full of flowers and fairy dust either... so i plod along... work has been picking up and i have been trying to not fuck around so much on the clock these days... my other jobs have begun and weather allowing that will be blossoming in no time. the Chevy project truck is coming along. I've been quite indecisive as to what to do. i found an ls1 corvette motor last week i could have put into it, then i had another truck with better looking papers (for no smog) almost fall in my lap this week. i don't want to take ownership of that until i can get my hands on it title and vins, so i wait. if that's to be the case and i get this other truck, i would pull the motor and build a racing motor for the monster truck. a stroker, exciting right?!? right... i just purchased the last bits of interior products that i need to finish restoring the inside and might even try to squeeze a couple more sub woofers in it some how... i know, i already have eleven fucking speakers in there already, but I'm feeling a little short on the ear bashing bass that my darker skinned friends enjoy so much... (one must have the absolute loudest fucking stereo imaginable in his town to be cool these days) umm.... I'm trying to get my head around how I'm going to do at least one week long trip a month this summer, from a decent backpacking trip, a week in the sierras, a week in Florida, a week long r.v. trip with dirt bikes and boats, a week off at home to do nothing... I'll figure it out, but it's also weighing in heavy on my shoulders...
that's about all i got right now. enjoy your weekends!!!