I came upon this catchy tune about three weeks ago,
And it is still churning in my head!
My friend Nikki calls it,
“Last Song Syndrome.”
I call it,
“Somebody get a gun and shoot me.”
So, since I am a caring person,
I would happily share with you this agony.
Now, if you want to hear it too,
just remember, you’ve been warned.
Victory battle in an hour!
**
France versus Italy.
It all comes down to this.
The game starts in an hour,
so that means, I have enough time to start cooking lunch,
and make my infamous Caldereta.
And when I say infamous,
I mean it’s so good, it should be illegal.
As a matter of fact it’s almost poison.
I’ll be eating that while enjoying the Championship Match.
Man, I have never been this excited since
I saw that show where Matt Lauer interviewed a Cow.
(Wait! I might be wrong on that one.)
—
**Photo from FIFA World Cup site.
***update:
Italy wins.
My Caldereta sucks!
Guitar Man
by Bread
Mobile Player here:
I remember the first time I heard this song,
I was in my room, contemplating the meaning of life,
conjugating verbs, solving math problems
and understanding the universe,
I said to my self,
“Wow, this song is pretty cool.
I would give anything and sell my soul
to become a real Guitar Man.”
Following my dream of becoming a real musician.
Being able to play music, as long as you please.
From one place to another,
24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 4 weeks a month, 12 months a year,
365 days, 52 weeks,
525,600 minutes.
I don’t really know where I was going with that.
What I am trying to say was,
now that I am older,
I realized that
I am glad I didn’t sell my soul for musical talent.
I would rather have a gorgeous body and chiseled good looks.
Screw talent!
Beautiful people can get away with anything
and get whatever they want.
That’s the lesson for today.
I have no clue what I am saying here.
I am an ass.
And a loser.
Are you still reading this?
Why are you still reading this?
Man, do I ever miss the Canada Day celebrations.
It’s not really the celebration “per se,” that I miss,
(Wow, I finally used the phrase “per se”)
but all my friends who, on this day
are already sloshed drunk, even before noon.
As for my experience during this event,
there must be a million things happening around you
that you just can not keep up.
Celebrating Canada Day, I think
is the reason why
I have developed ADD.
Oh look! Something shiny!
—
Happy Birthday also
to Kuya Rhey, and Kenneth.
Maybe we should just call this, “Five Questions.”
Because “Friday Five,” being answered on time,
is damn near impossible.
So, here we go.
1.) What word irks you everytime you hear someone say it?
—There are a couple of words/phrases actually.
First, I concur with Abbie and Nikki.
“Whatever” is a very annoying word.
(Especially in the tone of those teenage girls ““ “Whatevvuuurrrrr!”)
Second. It also bothers me when someone says “Duuhhhh”
to someone who has made an obvious mistake.
Makes them look like pompous assess who think they are better than everyone.
(Especially when they say it with that “I’m a pompous ass” expression on their face.)
Also, “You know what I’m sayin?”
(No, I don’t know what you’re saying.
Maybe if you stop doing that gangsta gesture with your hand, I would. It’s distracting.)
And “That’s what I’m talkin’ about!”
(You know what, You weren’t really telling me anything,
nor did I hear you mutter any words.
And quit that gansgta hand gesture. It’s annoying.)
2.) What is your favorite word?
—Boobies. ROCK!
3.) What does it mean?
—As in, I like boobies ROCK Music!
4.) What word do you say far too often?
—“Yes.” As in, “Yes, I would like some fries with that.”
5.) Name three words you think other people overuse:
— “Like”
“Whatever”
“You know”
Come to think of it,
people use all three in a sentence. “It’s like, whatever, you know?”
Ya kno’ what I’m sayin’ Bro?
Another snake has been spotted around the house yesterday.
Right by our front lawn,
preying on the lizards.
I truly believe that this land is cursed.
I started thinking that, eversince those Jehovah’s Witness people
knocked on our door and ran away screaming.
Maybe because I didn’t have any pants,
but that’s beside the point.
This is the third snake we have seen since we moved here.
And quite frankly,
it’s getting to be very annoying.
It was fun the first time,
since it had that bragging rights that I have encountered a snake.
The second time was scary because,
I just saw the snake skin inside our garage,
realizing that it could enter the premises without my knowledge.
Now, it’s just downright embarrassing.
Even though I am scared of snakes,
it’s pretty embarrassing when people tell you,
that there are snakes around your house.
Either that, or because moments earlier,
I accidentally peed in my pants.
Congratulations to the Carolina Hurricanes.
NHL 2006 Champions.
Of course I was rooting for the Edmonton Oilers.
Though I must give it to the “˜Canes.
They played their hearts on the ice tonight.
I just have a question though.
Is it me or were there at least a hundred guys
playing for Carolina on the ice at the same time?
Because quite frankly, I only see 5 from Edmonton,
and the “˜Canes seem to be everyfreakinwhere.
Everytime the puck hits the ice,
there’s a guy from Carolina in front of it.
It’s freakin’ amazing!
Oh well,
Now that Hockey is over,
time to concentrate on the NBA.
Then the World Cup!
God, I love this time of year!
I have never met anyone
Who hasn’t got any issues with their Father.
I am aware that no Father is perfect,
and sure as hell that I am not.
But no matter how hard-to-live-with
and how annoying they are,
you always seem to find in your heart,
to forgive them.
And at the end of the day,
you realize,
they are still your Father.
I know someday,
my kids will have issues with me.
And I pray in the hopes that they
will be able to forgive me too.
So let me dedicate this song,
to all Father’s out there,
especially to my friends,
who have become Fathers in their own right.
And always giving it
their best shot.
A cowboy song I have learned while we were down in Kansas,
about someone’s Father.
Don’t Ever Sell Your Saddle
By Randy Travis,
and as performed by the Prairie Rose Wranglers.
Guitars and Voice by – Ty Martell
Mobile Player here:
Happy Fathers day!!!
It’s frightening sometimes.
How you get to feel the following emotions,
all in the same day.
Anger,
Love,
Hatred,
Shame,
Pity,
Envy,
Jealousy,
Confusion,
Wonder,
Happiness,
Cowardice,
Regret,
Repentance,
Shame,
Pain,
Pleasure,
Indecision,
Despair,
Apprehension,
Worry,
Loneliness,
Rage,
Remorse,
Sadness,
Sorrow,
Vengeful,
Fear,
Frustration,
Desire,
Delight,
Awe
and Exhaustion.
Then you realize at the very end,
All you really have is HOPE.
What a funny world we live in eh?
While Tyler and I were watching TV,
I got up to go to the bathroom.
—
Tyler: Daddy, where are you going?
Me: I have to go pee-pee.
Tyler: You go pee-pee?
Me: Yes. I’ll be right back okay?
When I got back and sat by the couch;
Tyler: Daddy. You go pee-pee in the potty?
Me: Yes, I did.
Tyler: Good job, Daddy. Good job.
(as he nods and taps me on the head)
—
You know what’s really weird?
After that assessment from Tyler,
I feel like I deserve a treat.
So I got up and got me a cookie.
Isn’t that bizarre?