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Reposted, ’cause it needs to be.

Seen in one of the many elementary schools that I work in:

“Character: What you say or do when no one else is looking.”

Old thought; just now asking out loud.

Can anyone tell me why the fuck ‘I Robot’ by the Alan Parsons Project wasn’t part of the soundtrack for the movie “I Robot”? I am sure Alan Parsons and Eric Woolfson were plenty pissed.

Redux, pretty please.

I absolutely love a song called ‘Gone, Gone, Gone’ by Bad Company. I would dearly love to see it re-done. Suggestions for who could pull it off? I am thinking 10 Years could do it. 3 Doors Down? Buckcherry? Shit give it to Tyler and the boys in Aerosmith, I bet they could make it rock. Speak to me.

For you kids in the audience, here are the lyrics:

Well, I been havin a litlle trouble lord
But I’m keepin it together yeah
My baby just walked out the doors
She said this time forever

It ain’t the first time baby
Baby it wont be the last
I’d better get the boys round
And do some drinkin fast

Cause she’s gone, gone, gone
I dont know if I’m happy
I don’t know if I’m sad
She’s gone gone gone
I dont know if i’ll cry
I dont know if I’ll die laughin

Well I’m gonna miss your lovin
And your perfume and your smile
I’m gonna miss your stealin all my booze
And talkin all the while
I’m gonna miss you cleanin round the home
And helpin with my blues
You know I think I’ll get myself a maid
And take her on a cruise

It ain’t the first time baby
Baby it wont be the last
I’d better get the boys round
And do some drinkin fast

Cause she’s gone gone gone
AI dont know if I’m happy
I don’t know if I’m sad
She’s gone gone gone
I dont know if I’ll cry
I dont know if I’ll die laughin

It ain’t the first time baby
Baby it wont be the last
I’d better get the boys round
And do some drinkin fast
Cause she’s gone gone gone
I dont know if I’m happy
I don’t know if I’m sad
She’s gone gone gone
I dont know if I’ll cry
I dont know if I’ll die laughin

 

Happy Birthday Mom!

Well Mom, it is official, you are now as old as dirt. I love you and I miss you. I hope you get laid and have a kick ass birthday!

Happy Birthday Danny!

Hey bro, I hope you have a kick ass birthday! This year will be better than the last.

My love to Hiro, Ami, and Emily….oh, and I guess to you too, ya fucker!

What military aircraft are you?

Yes boys and girls, it is once again stupid quiz time. I jacked this quiz from Grouchy Old Cripple. Enjoy.

What military aircraft are you?F-15 Eagle You are an F-15. Your record in combat is spotless; you’ve never been defeated. You possess good looks, but are not flashy about it. You prefer to let your reputation do the talking. You are fast, agile, and loud, but reaching the end of your stardom.

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Funny that I am reaching the end of my stardom. Well shit, I guess that is what happens when you get older. My guess is Keith will be a B-29, Yankee will be a B-17, Mom will be a Sopwith Camel, and The Blonde will be the first rock ever thrown in anger. LMFAO!!!!

Post Mortem

Well, all things considered, Thanksgiving was a big hit at Casa de Bastard. The roll call was: my mother-in-law, father-in-law, brother-in-law & sister-in-law and their son TJ, my daughter Carol and her husband Matt, my daughter Sara D. and her fiance John, and Miss Allyssa.

The Blonde worked her ass off all day long getting shit ready. I cleaned the back patio with some assistance from The Blonde. I figured the smokers in the family would appreciate having a nice clean place to pollute their lungs.

Of course the Cowboy’s game was on. Holy shit! Is that Tony Romo the real deal, or what?!? My daughter Sara is a huge football fan. NOT!!! But this year she didn’t bust my balls too much about it. Her future husband is a Texan too, so I think she has made her peace with having to learn how to live with football in her life.

Dinner went off without a hitch. The turkey and ham both were great. She may be an occasional pain in the ass, but The Blonde is a damned good cook. We had deviled eggs, celery with squirty cheese in it, stuffing, gravy, mashed taters, and chex mix for snacks. If anyone didn’t get their fill in this house it was their own damned fault.

After the meal we sat down and played some Yahtzee. I’ll be damned if it didn’t look like everyone had a good time. AHHHHH!!! I love it, a holiday with no drama! I’ve never had any holiday drama’s since I have been hooked up with The Blonde, but it was a required part of the holidays when I was growing up. It was what it was.

All that being said, I hope everyone had a good one too. Next stop: Christmas. Oh fuck, please shoot me. If it weren’t for the little kids in the fam, I’d just as soon skip it. Anyways, happy holidays folks.

Thanksgiving Chuckle, 11/23/06

One year at Thanksgiving, my mom went to my sister’s house for the traditional feast. Knowing how gullible my sister is, my mom decided to play a trick. She told my sister that she needed something from the store. When my sister left, my mom took the turkey out of the oven, removed the stuffing, stuffed a Cornish hen, and inserted it into the turkey, and re-stuffed the turkey. She then placed the bird(s) back in the oven. When it was time for dinner, my sister pulled the turkey out of the oven and proceeded to remove the stuffing. When her serving spoon hit something, she reached in and pulled out the little bird. With a look of total shock on her face, my mother exclaimed, “Patricia, you’ve cooked a pregnant bird!” At the reality of this horrifying news, my sister started to cry.

It took the family two hours to convince her that turkeys lay eggs!

Yep………………SHE’S BLONDE!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Be good, and if you can’t, be good at it! Mark

Our troops.

I followed this link over on LL’s site, and it gave me an even deeper appreciation for our military. It’s a long read, and it sure isn’t something you will typically hear in the mainstream media. However, it is well worth your time. Congrats to GQ for having the balls to publish it.

Give our young men and women in uniform your love and your prayers, cause they damned sure need both.