It’s Cinco de Mayo!
An amazing day for Mexico to celebrate their heritage and pride.

A place where Americans run to for leisure or necessity.
I would love to run there when my situation gets out of control.

Which brings me to this song I covered back in 2006.

Down to Mexico
Music by Paul Gilbert
Guitars and Voices by yours truly.

You don’t have to bring your friends
and maybe you can meet yourself a friendly señorita.

I made this a long time ago, so you will see a lot more mistakes.
Well, plus I was on my third tequila shot.

Happy Cinco de Mayo!

Olé

Hey, remember Friday Five?

Since, my friends and I are scared of “Writer’s Block,”

We thought we’d do this, weekly, just to keep us from reading the same post
over and over.

Actually it’s more for me,
because I am sick of reading my posts, again and again.

So, now I bring you, this week’s Friday Five Answers.

1.) Do you like your birth-name? Why?

— I like my birth name just for the fact that I am stuck with it.
I think my real birth name would have been more cool.
It’s “Get this kid out of me or kill me, please!”
Yup, My mother crossed that one out on my birth records.

2.) If you could change your name to anything else, what would it be?

— It would be nice to change your name to one that would be difficult to spell.
Or pronounce. Like a sound.

You know, like when you slurp your soup,
or when you’re drinking from a straw, and your drink is almost gone.
Or the sound when you crack your knuckles.

Those sounds. Those sounds are hard to spell.

Which means, my folks wouldn’t be able to pronounce my name, when I get in trouble.
(And when I say “I’m in trouble,” I mean “The merciless beatings”)

3.) What names would you consider giving your children?

— I think we should name the children as to what they really are.
“Chores Slave.”
Isn’t that why parents have children?
So they can boss them around.
Tell them what to do, clean the house and get them stuff?

Well,
at least that’s what my parent’s told me when I started questioning them
why they always boss me around.

Hence, the merciless beatings.

Ahhh. Good times. Good times.

4.) If you had a band, what would you name it, and why?

— You know, I would name my band, “Ringtones” (unless there already is one).
Because, I believe you have achieved success, if people put your songs on their phone as a ringtone.

Then they ask, “Hey, what’s your Ringtone?”

Then you say, “The Ringtones.”

Then they say, “Oh that band sucks!”

Then you say, “Screw you!”

And then you run away crying.

5.) Is there a name that you completely hate? Why?

— Come to think of it, I hate that name “Ringtones”

Why? Because I can’t put my songs on my phone.
I am stuck with the Nokia Tune!

Leave it to me to mess these questions up.

So, I suggest you read my friends’ answers.
Since I am sure theirs make more sense than mine.

Check out the Family and Friends links.

Happy Cinco de Mayo!

There are only 2 things I do on the internet,
and one of them is to do research.

So, since I have no clue how the celebration of “Cinco-de-Mayo” came abouts,
I decided to check it out.

Now, I could tell you what I have read so far,
but since I am a lazy bastard,
I’ll just sum it up for you.

The Mexicans kicked France’s Army’s “Le Bootay”.

There you go.
Good enough reason to celebrate.

But as for yours truly,
since I have no friends,
No celebration for me.

So I guess,
I just have to lock myself in my computer room,
and do more “research”.

But for you,
Check out these cool links.

I envy this guy’s home theter setup. (except for his Liberace room design) —-> Steve’s Home Theater
The real number of the devil is not 666. —-> independentnews.uk
No more cookies for Cookie Monster? (These nosey Health nuts just have nothing better to do huh? Leave the freakin monster alone you bastards!) —-> Cookie-less Monster
The Beatles worshiped the devil? —-> Stargods.org
How about something educational? —-> Broken Words
Now I have seen it all. —-> Canine Birth Control

Everytime I put Tyler to sleep,
something would always happen.
Today was even extra annoying!

Last night, Tyler was sick, and he threw up twice.
And I mean, projectile-Exorcist-movie-style vomit.
He has been cranky all day, wiggles and squirms too.
Which makes him very very tired.
But, he is so curious of everything around him,
that he would do absolutely anything to keep himself awake.

Making him go to sleep, or even a nap is like
forcing a circle where a square should be.

So we work so hard to put him to sleep,
Tyler will fight it like a fly caught in a spider’s web
Once he gives in and falls asleep.
The phone would ring.
I mean every freakin’ time.

It’s like someone is doing a constant
surveillance on us,

like:

Okay, the kid is asleep…
Now he is laying him down…
okay…okay… steady…..steady…
ready on the speed dial….
steady……steaaadddyyyyy..
NOW!!!!!!!!!!..

RIIIIINNNGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAHHHHHH!!MMMTTHHRRFFFRRRCCKKKKAAAAAAAAA!!!!

It never fails.

It’s either the phone,
or Nimbus would see his boyfriend Sparky outside,
Barking like crazy, wanting to smell his nuts.

Tracy and I almost lost it, and told everybody off.
She is tired, I am tired,
and Tyler is sick.

And to finish our night,
at around 8 o’ clock,
some guy from Bell Canada rang our doorbell.
(which drove the dog crazy and charged to the door, barking, slipping and sliding like a cartoon)
Then this guy is asking if we have internet
and if we would like to subscribe to Sympatico.

I mean come on!!!
8 o’ clock at night?
Tracy almost tore his head off.
I swear.

You know sometimes,
Tracy and I talk about other Parents, who have kids.
and how they deal with situations like this.
Or better yet,
Parent’s who have twins or triplets.

She said,
“You never hear about those people complaining.”

I said,
“Yes. That’s because I think they already killed themselves. “

I need some sleep.
Oh and a happy Cinco de Mayo!