Sometimes things stick in my head and I can't them out. It's part of why I started this silly blog. I know only a few people read it and most think it's silly or dumb, but sometimes it's like a therapist. Sometimes you need someone to talk to who won't speak back and offer their unwanted opinions. Remember what they say about opinions. Believe me, I know, I'm one of the most opinionated people around. So here's some thoughts that are keeping me awake at night. OK, anything keeps me awake at night.
You know you might have a drinking problem when you spend a night drinking and nobody gets any better looking. This is not directed at any of my personal friends, because I only hang out with beautiful people. Ok maybe I do have a drinking problem.
I watched a girl, about 17, driving a Mercedes run four stops signs in a row. When I caught up to her she was on a cell phone. She then proceeded to drive right through a red light. How is talking on a cell phone not more dangerous and a bigger crime than a DWI?
Last night I posted tons of stuff from youtube on Facebook and realized nobody really cares about what the hell I post. Maybe I should try Farmville.
It seems to me, the more we progress, the more we digress. It truly saddens me that where you decide to stick your dick should effect any other aspect of your life.
In any given week I hear Obama's name mentioned about three times. In any given week I hear Snooki's name mentioned about twenty. Something has really gone wrong with this country.
Today, while driving I saw this "girl" walking (from behind). It was one of those asses where you'd love to take a picture and frame it. She was petite in stature, but not a skinny girl by any means. She had tight jeans and a tight top on and I was very interested to see what lay ahead in the front. As I passed her, I looked, we caught eyes and then I drove off with a somewhat confused look. The woman, with the nice butt, the form fitting clothing and the little swagger was about 50. Nothing wrong with that, but definitely caught me off guard.
People might laugh when they hear this. Despite the fact that I watch a lot of foreign films, I now put on subtitles when I watch American films. I don't know why, I just do.
Every time one of my friends has a kid, or another kid, I think to myself "that would be nice." And then I see them once every six months and have to listen to them tell me how hard it is as they are showing me their pictures. No thanks!
I don't read a lot of books, but the other day it dawned on me that I probably read more than anyone I know. One day I was home and read Rolling Stone magazine cover to cover, then 40 pages in a book, and then surfed the net for three hours. I read a lot.
OK, this is not an exciting blog, but it's not for you, it's for me. It's my therapy. Sometimes you can laugh along and some have brought others to tears. Sometimes I'm just an asshole. I'm OK with that.
You know you might have a drinking problem when you spend a night drinking and nobody gets any better looking. This is not directed at any of my personal friends, because I only hang out with beautiful people. Ok maybe I do have a drinking problem.
I watched a girl, about 17, driving a Mercedes run four stops signs in a row. When I caught up to her she was on a cell phone. She then proceeded to drive right through a red light. How is talking on a cell phone not more dangerous and a bigger crime than a DWI?
Last night I posted tons of stuff from youtube on Facebook and realized nobody really cares about what the hell I post. Maybe I should try Farmville.
It seems to me, the more we progress, the more we digress. It truly saddens me that where you decide to stick your dick should effect any other aspect of your life.
In any given week I hear Obama's name mentioned about three times. In any given week I hear Snooki's name mentioned about twenty. Something has really gone wrong with this country.
Today, while driving I saw this "girl" walking (from behind). It was one of those asses where you'd love to take a picture and frame it. She was petite in stature, but not a skinny girl by any means. She had tight jeans and a tight top on and I was very interested to see what lay ahead in the front. As I passed her, I looked, we caught eyes and then I drove off with a somewhat confused look. The woman, with the nice butt, the form fitting clothing and the little swagger was about 50. Nothing wrong with that, but definitely caught me off guard.
People might laugh when they hear this. Despite the fact that I watch a lot of foreign films, I now put on subtitles when I watch American films. I don't know why, I just do.
Every time one of my friends has a kid, or another kid, I think to myself "that would be nice." And then I see them once every six months and have to listen to them tell me how hard it is as they are showing me their pictures. No thanks!
I don't read a lot of books, but the other day it dawned on me that I probably read more than anyone I know. One day I was home and read Rolling Stone magazine cover to cover, then 40 pages in a book, and then surfed the net for three hours. I read a lot.
OK, this is not an exciting blog, but it's not for you, it's for me. It's my therapy. Sometimes you can laugh along and some have brought others to tears. Sometimes I'm just an asshole. I'm OK with that.
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