1 Versus 100 Versus Me

You see this show?

Basically a player goes up against the “mob” of 100 answering mulitple choice questions. If any member of the “mob” misses a particular question, you get a dollar amount.

I would have won 185,300.00 Friday night…

I need to get on this show…

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(¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•. Leese

Rantings Of A Demented Mind Part III

NOW the cows are fucking responsible for global warming!

Did you happen to read this a few freakin’ days ago? Holy JESUS this torques me big time.

Let’s just shove under the rug the damage being done to the environment by cars and factories. Let’s just forget that Humvee’s are not classified as cars or sports utility vehicles so don’t fall under any national guidelines for what blows out of their exhaust pipes.

No.. no… let’s not blame THAT.. let’s blame freaking cow farts.

Yep.. that’s just randomly bizarre enough for people to jump on the bandwagon with … wave their banners of wanting to save the earth for future generations while driving their SUVs to the demonstration.

Cow farts.

If you believe what they want you to believe.. .each molecule of methane :: cow farts ::have 21 times more global warming potential then a molecule of CO2.

Ban cows? No.. nothing that extreme. Can’t leave the hungry 3am masses without any place to drive through, can we? No.. no.. no… the answer of course is with CHEMICLES..

Yes.. yes… solving the global warming issue is as easy as giving cows a genetically engineered bovine growth hormone.

Riiigggghhhhttttt….

… and just where do you think the genetically engineered bovine growth hormones GO after the cow is slaughtered and turned into a Bubba Burger?

Hmmm?? Did you ever wonder why there are 9 year old girls with racks bigger then mine and who have been on their period since they were 6?

Come ON people… grow some brains and stop swallowing what’s being spoon fed to you!!

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(¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•. NOW you know why I very rarely eat meat?

Rantings Of A Demented Mind Part II

You know what pisses me off?

I subscribe to MusicMatch Jukebox. Lost the rights to Rhapsody in the divorce but that’s a whole other post.

At any rate.. I know how I am with music. There was a time that every Tuesday, I’d fly over to Tower and drop some serious coin on CDs that were only listened to a few times before being hidden away in the closet and out of the reaches of my mother and her flea market obsessions.

Also became a pain in the ass when I have had to move. My damn vinyl and CD collection needed it’s own freakin’ UHaul.

So for a monthly fee that’s less then the price of a current CD, I have access to listen to whatever music I want.. whenever I want. I can also burn just the tracks that I want so I don’t have to ever get stuck with sucky CDs ever again…

Actually think they lose money on me but … their problem.

I do miss the inserts sometimes… but that’s a whole other post for another time…

But.. well.. you know the honeymoon couldn’t last right?

So last week when me and D were hanging out, we started listening to Kate Bush’s “The Sensual World” CD.

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See… this is why D is so wicked cool. I can say.. with 100% certainty.. that no one else that I know knows who Kate Bush is.. let alone owns her music.

I’ve been into Kate Bush ever since hearing “Wuthering Heights”. Love that song and it never feels to put me in a place whenever I hear it. Not that I hear it in random places or anything. I generally have to actually play it to hear it.

So not the point…

Anyway… I’ll admit that I’ve been out the “non-opera… non-classical” loop for too long a time so when he told me about the last CD she put out :: AERIAL for those who care to know :: I figured I’d pull it up.. give it a listen.. and burn it.

So I did…

Right off the bat I though something was queer because there was only 7 songs listed and doing the quick add of the track times put the whole disc under 40 minutes.

Uh-uh. Something not smelling right in sushi town

So I go to her website and sure enough Aerial is a 2 disc CD. MusicMatch only has 1 available.

Stranger still is the fact that MusicMatch has plenty of multiple CDs so for whatever reason :: whether KB only allowed one disc to be internetted or whether MM are just idiots :: only the one is available.

It is.. btw.. brilliant so off to Border’s I go to buy it.

See!! A use for the gift cards after all!!

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(¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•. Listen to Kate Bush.. trust me on this one!

Rantings Of A Demented Mind Part I

So what is it with freakin’ “handicapped” parking?

Here’s the deal…

Where I live now, the whole parking thing has always been a hair up everyone’s ass. Figure about 50 houses.. each with a minimum of 2 cars on a street that has room to fit approximately 23 cars..

That if you park your car hanging off the corner.

Now.. mind you.. this genius of urban planning was concepted WAY before the advent of SUVs and the need for pick up trucks outside a rural envirnoment.

Years ago.. when I was growing up.. there was always issues with people who HAD to park their car in front of their houses.. or if you had a car parked that you never moved.. or when the snow came.. or the week before the Mummer’s Parade when NO ONE moved their car. Add to that the problem of being centrally located between two major subway stops and you had the people from outside the neighborhood parking IN the neighborhood and then taking the subway to work.

Like I said.. the parking issue always torqued people.

But that was then… NOW, not only do I have to deal with that old garbage since being back in the neighborhood.. I ALSO have to deal with permit parking AND handicapped parking.

The street I live on is the ONLY street in a 3 mile square radius that does NOT require a permit to park. If you want to park within that 3 mile radius between the hours of 7am and midnight :: Sundays excluded..smirk :: then you need the 23 or 24 permit.

Which, of course, I don’t have.. because the change of address on my registration hasn’t gone through yet.

Needless to say… the thought of parking gives me angina. Not that it’s stopped me from ever going out when I wanted to.. but sometimes the scales almost tip in it’s favor… it’s a pain in the freakin’ ass

On top of ALL that… add HANDICAPPED parking…

Basically… in this state… if you have a physician that you routinely see and are on good terms with.. he’ll sign a paper, send it to the state and you’ll get a handicapped tag which allows you to have a handicapped parking space designated in front of your house.

You see where I’m going with this?

So to get around the whole city parking permit thing.. the people in the wonderful neighborhood that I live in :: who all live under the umbrella of entitlement and GOD FORBID if someone gets something that they don’t have :: now  have handicapped tags and parking spaces.

Don’t get me wrong… I have nothing against handicapped tags and handicapped parking for the people that truly need it :: actually.. well.. some of them shouldn’t even BE driving but that’s a whole other post :: but my wonderful neighbors will actually TELL you that they DON’T need it :: GOD FORBID if they were perceived as actually handicapped :: .. they could just “get” it and why the hell not when parking is completely insane and there is no way in HELL that they would pay the city $74 a year to park when they’re already paying X amount of dollars in property taxes.

They are an unusual breed.. that’s for sure.

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(¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•. Wonder what they would do if I parked one of my horses on the steet?

You’ve Been Advised…

I admit it…

When I start playing PS2, I tend to become obsessed and ignore everything else around me. Especially if I’m into a 1st person shooter game.

Now.. I’ve been accused of being a “teen-ager” when it comes to playing PS2 but what can I say. It’s part of my charm.

Anyway… so when I’m really into the one thing that absolutely, positively gets under my skin is when some one tries to tell me what to do.. how to do it.. what I missed.. and what I’m doing wrong.

I basically want to chuck the controller at their head!

Don’t mind assistance… but I happen to rock the hell out of PS2 so if you think you can do it better.. then just do it and leave me alone! ;)

Anyway.. so Saturday when I went to my girlfriends to do the hair and makeup I wound up staying the whole freaking day playing PS2 with her husband on their massive 54″ flat screen tv with surround sound

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Forgot just how much I love Midge Ure and Ultravox

Anyway.. sorry.. had to get that out… so yea.. as I was getting her ready, he popped his head in and was telling me about this game called BLACK that he had just gotten and after I finished with her he wanted to show it to me.

I think she did say something like, “… better you then me” with an eye roll but my curiosity was too piqued to imprint it.

So I finishing up with her and all of a sudden I hear all this loud machine gun firing and morter shell explosions and couldn’t wait to finish varnishing the last of her upsweep to sit in.

Not to bore you non PS2-ers with the details but not only does the game rock.. but playing it on a HUGE screen rocked even more. So much so that I think we played for something like 9 hours straight .. making it to level 5 :: it’s a hard game :: before my wrists finally gave out on me and the bruise on the inside of my left calf :: from his nervous excitement ::started to turn purple!

Going to have to talk my mom into letting me get a flat screen and surround sound!!

ROFLMAO!!

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(¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•.  Pop the headshots like a freakin’ melon!