On Wednesday of this week,
at two minutes and three seconds after ONE 0’Clock in the morning,
The time and date will be:
01:02:03 04/05/06
This will never happen again.
Well, at least not in our lifetime.
I find this really cool.
Because I am a geek.
And a little bit weird.
Down To Mexico
Music By Paul Gilbert
Voice and Guitars covered by – Ty Martell
Mobile Player here:
“If my situation gets out of control,
I could run down to Mexico..”
Wouldn’t that be great?
Don’t you wish you could just run away,
when things just aren’t going right?
And no one else with you.
Just you and the ones you love.
And that’s it.
Mexico would be great.
Or Europe,
Or Boracay.
But I can’t go to these places,
that’s why I played this song,
to release my frustrations.
Maybe I’ll go to WalMart.
That’ll make me feel better.
Then I’ll have some sorbetes.
You know, I can pretty much understand
the language of a 3 year old.
Tyler and I can carry out pretty good and lengthy conversations.
He calls everything by it’s name.
He can even count in Spanish,
say the colours in Spanish, (Thanks to Dora)
and even remember each and every characters from his movies and TV shows.
But,
one thing I can’t understand.
is what he calls the “TV remote.”
He calls it “Satap.”
I have no clue why he does.
I tell him it’s “The Remote” and he understands it.
But he still calls it “Satap.”
“Here Daddy, I give you the satap.”
I don’t know.
If you can figure it out,
I’l give you a cookie.
/scratches head
//laughs at how cute this kid is
Hey, hey, hey!
Remember this post? — Aug. 24, 2005
Now check this out.
I was cleaning out the garage, right?
Then I saw this while I was sweeping the floor.
Click for larger image. –> 
It’s a freakin’ snakeskin!
Inside the garage!
It freakin shed its skin inside the garage!
Now I have no clue how it got in.
Or if it ever got itself out.
I must have spent the whole day
looking for possible points of entry.
Now isn’t that lovely?
What more can aggravate my paranoia than
finding two serpents in this house.
In less than 7 months!
Maybe it’s a sign.
Maybe it’s a plague.
Maybe the apocalypse is coming.
Oh yeah!
The end of the world is near.
I know this.
I read that in the Bible.
Right after the story when Jesus journeyed through Mount Doom,
to throw the “Horcrux” into the boiling lake of lava
and turned it into wine
See?
I know this stuff.
I am smart.
I am so smart, I am practically retarded!
—–
Now let me share some cool links,
So I can forget about the fact that I am scared of snakes.
And I am in fear for my life.
How will I die quiz ““ quizopolis.com
Hendrix at Woodstock ““ google video (press play)
WW II in color — ww2incolor.com
Be quiet! ““ putfile.com (funny video)
Guess who I am going to see?
Look it!!!!!
Joe Satriani,
and Special guest, Eric Johnson.
My ticket came today!
Oh my God!
I am so excited, I am frothing in the mouth!
I’ll probably pee in my pants when I see Satch, and
faint when I see Eric.
What am I gonna do?
What will I wear?
You think Eric will sign my guitar?
(And when I say guitar, I meant my boobs.)
The kid loves, is addicted, is obsessed
with this “Thomas the Tank Engine” stuff.
He goes to bed with it,
brings it with him when he takes a bath,
takes it with him everywhere he goes.
He even holds his pee and not go potty,
and just would rather play with them.
So when I saw this “Day out with Thomas” event coming to Florida,
we just had to take him and see it.
And when we got there, I shit you not,
the kid was happier than a two-peckered dog in a street full of fire hydrants.
He just went nuts.
It was really worth it, seeing the kid,
in his own little euphoric state.
But one thing I must put in the picture here,
is that sometimes, in events like these,
There should be a disclaimer that states,
“Souvenirs, toys and paraphernalia
are actually 300% more expensive than they should.”
Or
“It’s either you buy these ridiculously expensive stuff, or your kid will hate you for life.”
Or
“When you head to the cashier, don’t forget to bend over,
because you will be gloriously screwed.”
It is “Consumer Extortion” at it’s finest.
Case in point,
A “Thomas the Train” Plastic Whistle costs $9 !
A “Thomas the Train” underwear for $10 !
And a “Thomas the Train” toothbrush for $8.
I don’t know about you, but I think that is a little bit too much.
These things won’t even last 3 months in our house.
But, No matter.
At least, I saw how Tyler enjoys his new plastic whistle,
playing with it in the car, on our way back home.
You couldn’t put a price on that precious smile.
Plus,
I am so gonna look good in my new “Thomas underwear.”
—–
Pictures of our “Day out with Thomas” are now posted under Photos.
Happy Birthday to my niece Bea,
I wish you all the best!
We love you very much.
Don’t forget to send us pictures from your party.
I’m Just In Love.
by Paul Gilbert.
Guitars and Voices by – Ty Martell
A pretty cool, catchy tune
from one of my favorite guitarists of all time.
This is a song which really lives up to its title.
A song that makes you feel, happy, crazy,
wild, silly and foolish.
Just like what you feel when you’re in love.
You do stupid things like that.
You constantly think about them,
while staring at the ceiling,
and slowly slip in to madness.
Then next thing you know,
you’re gonna start wanting to take a shower,
or brush your teeth.
Then wait in hiding in front of their house,
you enter their bedroom and you start
wearing their dresses.
And try on their shoes.
Wait.
Did I say in love?
I meant I’m a stalker.
—
Lyrics Start Here
(more…)
Tyler showing me how it’s done.
I think this kid is ready for some serious Rockin’!
He’s gonna have to jam with Daddy soon.
And when I say soon,
I mean soon in front of a theater near you,
with my guitar case open,
for you to give us some change.
—
Also,
I added a whole bunch of pictures
in the photo gallery.
Check them out.
Music star, Yanni (Pronounced Yawn-ee),
was arrested in his Florida home,
charged with domestic violence.
As a guy who loves music,
I never made fun nor criticized this “New Age” kind of music.
Even though I suppose this music will eventually mess up your head,
and make you violent.
But, as I read about Yawn-ee’s arrest charges,
it kicks him up to a high spot on my “Hated People list.”
This just proves what I have been saying all these years.
“Husbands who hit their wives,
are just angry because,
these men don’t have any testicles.”
And even though you said you were sorry
and promised to never do it again,
it still doesn’t justify what you did.
Why don’t you just shave your butt,
wear a dress,
walk backwards
and call yourself “Nancy.”
God, I hate these people.