Sunday, January 29, 2012

Come Together

Ok I can like music... I dig me some Alice Cooper and I like Aerosmith and I even enjoy some Weird Al. Smart man that Al is. Anyway In watching this video I completely got the impression that Steven Tyler considered himself to be "The Man of the hour" You can see that he has some respect for Alice Cooper but knows that everyone is there to see him. As for Al Yankovic You can smell through the internet the dismissal and disdain that Tyler has for him.


Thursday, January 26, 2012

The week of weak



Ok week 2 of the kill the smoking is in full swing.
This week I have limited myself down to just 2 cigarettes a day (down from 3 last week)
Been doing good, really good actually.
I was able to go just one a day at the beginning of the week but golly its kinda got me in a bind here at the end of the week.
The hardest parts of the day are lunch and when I get home from work.
Lunch because I need to get back in the habit of actually eating lunch. The cigarette is a really good appetite suppressant so this was never an issue before. So that much will be an easy fix.
Now getting home… that’s going to a whole issue in itself.
Long hard day at work, then the ½ drive home.
It’s only natural to want to relax and with a cigarette it is like…a celebratory cake.
I guess I will just need to start…ugh…
exercising.
Damn… was hoping I could make it through this life without having to do that crap.
I just have never been one to be able to exercise just for the purpose of exercise.
Doesn’t make sense…
It’s boring and monotonous.

Going out and chopping down a tree. Now that is a good activity.
It has a beginning, middle and an end. There are rather immediate results with a payoff at the end.
Now that is exercise.
Or running from rapid badgers and hungry lions.
Now that’s an activity!
Again it has a beginning and an end with immediate results.

I still think that electrical muscle stimulation needs to be brought out and tried again.
Laying about while a current makes the muscle groups spasm.
I could do that.
“Hey when did you find the time to get a 6-pack washboard abs?”
“Why I just laid about watching TV and eating ice cream. It was grueling!”

Man, I don’t wanna actually work at this.

Friday, January 20, 2012

AND SO IT BEGINS…



OK so the other day I put on my full dick suit and was a complete tool to my son.
Basically I lost my temper.
Buncha shouting by me, some seething and just general dickery.
After I calmed down I apologized to my son and explained to him why I blew my top.

My daughter however has deemed me to be the evil overlord and will now no longer speak to me unless it is to make snide remarks and cutting snarls.

She claims that I smoke to much, take too many pills and need to get out and away from the house more.
Valid claims all….6 months ago.
However in the past 6 months I have
  • Reduced my smoking from 7 cigarettes a day to 2 (ok maybe 3)
  • I deal with chronic pain each and every day but still I have reduced my consumption of all pills considerably and I am just relearning how to deal with the daily pain rather the masking it.
As for the whole getting out more.. yeah I see that. I lead a rather sedentary life or I did.
Everything I want to do costs me money so the best way to avoid spending said money is to avoid going out.
Not the best plan of attack but until I can find a 2nd job it will have to do.
Plus, dealing with the chronic pain does leave one quite wiped out and lacking much energy.
But I am working on that as well.
You see about 6 months ago I finally resolved to,
for lack of a better term,
“cut this shit out”
And so I have been.
I have been analyzing my patterns and discerning my plan of attack.
The smoking is a moot point at this time, on its way out, a process in work, I.E. “I got this one”

The medications for the pain will be more difficult.
The hardest part is going to be dealing with the painful withdrawal while still trying to function. I may consult my doctor on that one but not 100% sure yet. Still analyzing this one, so I may have to back burner it until the smoking thing is shelved so I can concentrate on that one. So far I think if I can get some exercise under my belt I can develop a better resistance to the fatigue and that will be a large weapon in my arsenal. I am entirely to sedentary. Exercise, for me, is well just not there.
I don’t have to watch what I eat nor exercise to keep weight off, my metabolism does that for me.
So I can be a couch slug and do nothing and maybe I might gain a pound.
Big deal
I currently weigh 145 and the most I have ever weighed is 165.
I know poor me. I have the body chemistry most people would just kill for.
(ok enough bragging on THAT point)
Anyway.
That’s what life has in store for me cuurently.
The hing is that I have never been someone to toot their own horn. I cant tell people that “Hey look at me I am doing this or less of that”
So no one has noticed any of my changes.
Especially my family.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

It's just a joke

Men do NOT tell your wives/intendeds/significant others this damn joke.
It makes for the ugly ideas to be put in the minds!
BAD MOJO!

A couple was about to be married. The groom was walking down the aisle of the church to take his place by the altar and the best man noticed that the groom has the biggest, brightest smile on his face. 
The best man asked, "Hey man, I know you are happy to be getting married, but what's up - you look so excited." The groom replied, "I just had the best blow job I have ever had in my entire life by the most beautiful of women! Now I get to marry her and get that every single night for the rest of my life!!"
Just then the bride came walking down the aisle and she, too, had the biggest, brightest smile on her face. The maid of honor noticed this and asked, "Hey, girlfriend, I know you are happy to be getting married, but what's up - you look so excited."
The bride replied, "I have just given the last blow job of my entire life!"

Wives/intendeds/significant others please note, this is just a damn joke.
Not even that damn funny.
Just walk away.
Nothing to see here, move along.
please..