waiting around

yep, sitting around waiting for someone to break something, not what i really enjoy doing, but what the fuck else am i gonna do? already tore apart the jack hammer and ordered parts for that, fixed a tire on the grader and pretty much sitting around waiting for lunch. then i have to go do this "thing". does that ever make you wonder what the fuck people are talking about when they say "i have to go to do this thing."?
that could really mean anything right? depending on who you are talking to, woman grabs a baby and the baby bag, heads to the bathroom and says "Ive got a thing to do." you can pretty much guess. not so easy with other folks though... that's your tidbit of information today...

in case you dont know...

its for sale, I'm getting tired of it and it's time for a new toy, something else to play with, shell out a bunch of money for... Ive got twelve thousand give or take into it... I'll take less than that for it... its on craigslist... not hard to find. anyway, since i was shooting guns this past weekend my ears have been a little sensitive and we were just tuning a buddys new monster stereo and i have an instant headache now... i could feel my brain loosing up from my skull as the bass was pounding... whatever... anyways I'm in need of a beer. bye.

what about you?

ever been caught?

i have heard quite a few stories of people getting caught, how about a few more?!?

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.