Ron Paul, Sarah Palin, Sweatervest, and other Random Thoughts

Now that we all survived the apocalypse we can move on and live in this post apocalyptic nightmare. I for one am glad we will not be running away from zombies, machines, or dying from fallout exposure. Hell, I am just glad I don’t have to run away from giant mutated ants and scorpions while listening to old time music on my pipboy. But, we all aren’t so lucky.

 

Jim Tressel, the one and only Sweatervested football coach of the Ohio State Buckeyes, is in his own personal apocalypse. The list of improprieties are too numerous to mention but most famously involve a cars for play scandal. There are allegations that he lined up cars for recruits, their families, and players in order for them to play in Columbus. This is a major NCAA violation and he damn well knew it.

 

This all started when players were caught selling off program awarded items for tattoos. This, of and by itself, is not a major violation. The players were suspended for five games this fall. But the major ding comes in the fact that the Vest knew about this and was informed by a booster via email. He chose to hide it and as a result, was to be in a 5 game suspension himself, this fall.

 

That would have been where it ended but the Vest has done this song and dance before. His previous coaching job was at Youngstown State University. He was accused of a cars for play deal, there, before he came to OSU.

 

There is enough info out there to form your own opinion on the facts of the case. Regardless, in the midst of a major forthcoming investigative article from Sport Illustrated, the Vest announced his resignation.

 

I always had a level of respect for the guy and what he accomplished. But you can forget about that, now. He did it the wrong way and, at the very least, turned his head while things went on. Now, get ready for the typical bullshit you will hear from a fan base when something like this happens. “It happens at every school, we just got caught.” There, of course, will be a myriad of other stereotypical comments from the Buckeye fan base without actually looking within their own program.

 

On to another matter. The Ron Paul revolution is picking up mainstream steam. What was a small, cult like following is turning into a major movement.

 

Paul has no hope to beat the establishment candidates in the primary. But his message is getting out there. The Libertarian take over of the Republican party is under way and it is only a matter of time. In order to be a viable party for the future, social idealism needs to be left behind in national GOP politics. Somewhere along the way, they lost the concept of small government on a local scale.

 

The biggest joke of the upcoming election is the seriousness of a Palin candidacy. She has taken over the tea party movement. These people are obvious fools if they anoint her their leader. These people came together in the name of smaller government and to get big government out of our lives. Palin doesn’t want that. She is a social conservative who would like nothing more than to exert that ideology on the nation through the White House.

 

It really wouldn’t be any different than what we have now. An ideologue forcing his policy and will on the people. If the GOP wants another generational shift, they will nominate Palin or one of their establishment candidates. If they truly wish to win, they will nominate a candidate that is more concerned with conservative economics, getting us out of our international messes, restoring the rights of the American people, giving power back to the state and local governments, and keeping their social values out of the White House.

 

Abortion, Hemp issues, gay marriage, collective bargaining, education, environmental policy, and health care policy should all be states issues not subject to the will of a large national government. We all see the bullshit going on in big government.

 

These people act like we owe them something for answering a fucking phone. They act like we should be grateful that there is a guy in an office building in DC whose only job is to walk around and change toner cartridges and make copies of documents for those that don’t look at email all day long.

 

Ron Paul or Herman Cain could be transitional characters within the GOP. That is exactly what they need. Mark these words, if the party nominates their establishment nominees in either Pawltney or Romney, I suspect many will leave the party including myself. If they nominate Palin, I will definitely abandon the party and join the Libertarians. I will never, under any circumstance, vote for a candidate that couldn’t even finish serving the people of Alaska before stepping down. What she or anyone else refuse to tell you is that she was found guilty of ethics violations as governor of Alaska. She created herself an old boy network, up there in Alaska. Yep…. a reformer with results, as she likes to call herself.

 

We already have a president who is a product of a corrupt political machine in Chicago. The last thing we need is another one that quits under pressure. What will she do when Hugo Chavez places Iranian or North Korean missiles in Venezuela? What if we get attacked by terrorists? Will she quit to work with Oprah on the newest O network program? Will she run to Foxnews for a job? Will she turn tail and quickly retire “due to health or family issues”?

 

A few randoms:

-thank God summer is unofficially here

-I have an awesome lawyer who is ready to kick some ass

-Why, even though I cut my grass regularly, do I have a yard that seems to grow constant clover and weeds unlike the rest of the neighborhood? Not really sure what is going it but it fucking pisses me off.

-I can’t wait to get my fat white northern ass into the Myrtle Beach in about a month. I am really looking forward to this vacation but not looking forward to misbehaving children.

-Beat Mass Effect 2 for the 2nd time. Can’t wait for ME3. Now on to Red Dead Redemption.

Penn State Students

You know, Penn State students are some of the smartest kids out there. No doubt about it. Well most of them, anyway. Maybe the ones on their way down route 322 are the only morons on campus. Maybe it’s their parents that are driving them home.

Not sure which. However, I have been the victim of this stupidity more than I care to think about. I call it the stupid fucking silver horsey syndrome. It can aflict certain people during Penn State events or students and parents as they are on their way to or leaving Penn State.

It only seems to happen on route 322, though. It happens to people that might be prone to wrecking their car while texting or talking on their cell. It also happens to those types that oogle at every roadside oddity or attraction that comes into their view.

You see, the rest of us would pull over so as to not slow down traffic behind us. We would stop to take a picture or maybe take a slight glance so as to not run the risk of wrecking our vehicles or slowing down the hundred or so vehicles directly behind us.

But not these fucking morons. No. These stupid fucks could give a shit about anyone else. They are typical selfish fucks that are so self centered they don’t even notice there is already a 20 car pile up behind them. All so they could slow down and get a glimpse of a shiny fucking horse sculpture that they already have seen 20 times on their way to or from Penn State. Or maybe they are looking at the pretty wooden buildings.

So just for reference, here is a little picture of the fucking horse. I wish someone would melt it down for slagBe careful when you look at it. Don’t view it while walking because you might walk so goddamn slow that you fall asleep or cause someone to run into you.

Here’s the deal. This roadside attraction is on a straight stretch of road. There is absolutely nothing dangerous about this stretch of 322 at all other then when some worthless fuck stares and gawks at the scenery instead of watching in front of them. There are frequent turns into the businesses and the Harley shop nearby.

Overall, these same people cause accidents for their stupidity. I have seen it many times. I even stopped to help a poor kid that ran himself off the road once.

The problem is for folks like myself. My work schedule is such that I don’t get off work till 4 and sometimes slightly later due to obligations of the folks I carpool with. We only live about a half hour away along 322, in Lewistown. My wife must be at work at 5. That gives me about 45 minutes to go from work to home so she can leave. She usually leaves the house anywhere from 4:45 to 4:50. So, I have little patience for people that can’t drive the speed limit or at least within 5 miles.

This stretch of 322 that the shiney horsey is located on is one lane for eastbound and one lane westbound. The majority of the 322 route is 2 lanes east and 2 lanes west. But not for this major route heading into the supposed jewel of the midstate. Hell no! They become the 3rd largest city in the state 6-8 times a year when Penn State football games are going on. Then they wonder why there are traffic snarls out the ass.

But I digress. It always really gets snarled up along that straight stretch of road because some thoughtless fuck wants to slow to 35 and look at the horsey. Well that sucks. It causes backups behind and a problem in front down the road when big spaces open up at the Potters Mills intersection. This causes frustrated locals to dart out in front of traffic and cause more snarls and further frustration. Sometimes, there are even wrecks and there have been a few deaths.

All this said, the whole route sucks. Everyday I see it. There are slight bends in the road here and there and people litteraly slow down to 40 to negotiate them. THIS IS A 55 MPH MAJOR HIGHWAY, FUCKWAD. IF YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE SLIGHT LITTLE TURNS ON 322 YOU SHOULDN’T BE DRIVING.

People slow down for deer watching in the fall. They slow down for the horsey all year long. They slow down for the SPCA. They slow down in the mornings because those dumb asses at the bus garage pull right out in front of you. They slow down to turn into the tavern on the mountain because they can’t stand to wait 20 minutes to get a beer at home. They slow down because of the constant construction. They slow down because there is a little turn. They slow down to look at the bbq stand. They slow down because of the chickens on the berm of the road. The Elks club. The ski resort. The fucking political signs. The dune buggy garage. The streams. The dirt roads. The run of pond. I swear I am going to explode.

One of these days I am really going to flip and just start blowing the horn and flipping off everyone that slows down and looks at that fucking horse. They could always just pull the fuck over and take a picture for Christ sake.

Let That Bastard Rot!

I’m glad that fucker is dead. That is pretty much my feelings summed up. I seriously don’t give a shit about burial conspiracies, seeing his body, or anything else. I only care about the fact that the fucker is dead. That is a fact, too.

How do we know? Because of how the Arab world is reacting and not just the radicals.

The Pakistanis are upset that we violated their sovereignty. In other words, they are pissed because they didn’t have a chance to warn that son of a bitch before we got there.

That brings me to my next feeling on this. Occasionally, I being an American can be embarrassing. Not because of the usual leftist or rightist reason. It’s because of both those sides together.

The Republican brain washed neo cons are out there today acting like little babies. Walking around crying about burial rights and the body and all that. They are truly asking questions that are all being answered as the fog of war is lifted. In the process, they look like idiots. Hell, I’m just waiting for Trump to tell us all he is sending a team of investigators to look for Bin Laden’s death certificate.

On the left, they are acting like Obama is some glorious leader that got the job done that Bush couldn’t. He is to be deified and placed on Mt. Rushmore. They forget, all of a sudden, that we are still in the midst of a dire economy. Over 1 million people exhausted their unemployment benefits over the last year. There are many more about to be kicked off of the roles, too. We have massive budget deficits and are on the verge of defaulting on our debts.

That said, President Obama gave the order and was in charge at command and control. Need proof? Well, you conspiracy morons can never have enough but I really like this picture.

Not only is Obama here presumably monitoring the actions from a live feed, so is Biden and Hilary Clinton. As you can see they take no pleasure in this heavy burden as I would expect from any proper American leadership group.

We are not savages. We are Americans. That said, this was justice and it was done properly. The American President, Barrack Obama, was in control of the situation. He finally showed to all of us his potential strength on the foreign stage in protecting our interests.

You don’t have to like the man. You really don’t. But that worthless fuck, Osama, needed to die to give us the justice we so desperately have been waiting for for over a decade.

Now, lets look at the history of this bastard, Bin Laden. Some have tied him to the first World Trade Center bombing. He was the mastermind of the Black Hawk Down incident in the 90s. He masterminded countless embassy bombings over two and a half decades. He was the mastermind behind the USS Cole attack. He masterminded the 9/11 attacks. He also was responsible for a rash of terror attacks on Europe and Northern Africa over the last decade.

Here’s something else to think about as we hear the political pundits speak about this act. Many of them are saying UBL is no longer relevant to the larger war on terror. He’s little more than a figurehead.

This may be true. But they found UBL by following one of his couriers to the compound in Pakistan. That tells us that he was, in fact, actively communicating with his terror groups and possibly plotting operations. Either way, this will have an effect on al-Qaida within our world.

Yes, Obama was the president that gave the order. He was CIF during this thing. He helped bring justice to the victims of 9/11. Was he the main party? No. But he was the elected leader. Our civilian representative in charge of the military. He gave the will of the people and the American people will always remember him for that, if nothing else. I say thank you to him and congratulations.

Now, the main credit should go to the intelligence agencies and the Seal team that risked and gave their lives over the years to this effort. We cannot begin to understand the sacrifices of these people. Their lives, marriages, and families are put second to their duty for the American people. To that, we owe them for their sacrifice.

To spread bullshit conspiracy theories and politicize this is discrediting all they have given. Lets celebrate this. Lets hold it up as an achievement for America and her strength. Lets come together and feel a little safer today.

Lost to the Harshness of Time

Instead of being angry, tonight, I think this will be a post of something I am actually interested and captivated by. Pennsylvania ghost towns and abandoned architecture.

There is an entire sub culture of explorers checking out these abandoned monuments. I have great respect and admiration for these urban explorers. Whether checking out abandoned mining towns or amusement parks to exploring old hospitals and asylums, these folks take risks to step back in time.

Byberry Mental HospitalAt times, they risk being hauled off to jail by one of our states wonderful “heroes of the badge”. Typically, these are often wannabe badge men paid by cities and owners to keep kids and homeless away from these areas. Unfortunately, this keeps those of us with families and too much to loose from taking a magical journey into history.

I know my personal desire to visit such a place would be to experience an unscrubbed version of the history of the place. These ghost towns and abandoned buildings give us a real link to things we have only heard of in news reports and propaganda filled history books.

Philadelphia use to yield a gem of such a place. This was Byberry Mental Hospital. The facility was shut down in 1990 and left to sit vacant until final demolition in 2006. In the meantime, the already aged hospital started to fall into complete disrepair. The city would not demolish the site due to concerns over asbestos poisoning.

In the years until demolition, local youths and explorers used the site for parties and urban exploration. There are many videos and pictures of the site and it’s various buildings. Watching these is an interesting study into what can happen in such a place. But, the real story of the buildings past is much more interesting than these.

This place was like a nightmare seen in visions of the best horror masters. There was rampant abuse of the patients. It got so bad that the place was constantly reported and threatened with closure.

In some of the exploration videos, you can see left over videos and documents. When the doctors left, they didn’t take all the evidence. Much of this evidence lay in the hands of who knows who, who knows where.

There are many sites across the state that attract explorers. In fact, one of the most famous in the world is Centralia, PA. This is the ghost town that many call the real Silent Hill. It is the town that the federal government claimed and moved residents out of. This was due to a raging underground mine fire that set the entire coal vein under the city ablaze.

centraliaThere have been numerous videos and images all over the internet detailing frequent trips to this hell on earth. The town is shut down and buildings demolished. There are streets overrun and cracked from the fire. Smoke is pouring from these cracks. In some spots among the wilderness of the site, smoke and toxic fumes pour from the ground like a vision from Sleepy Hollow.

There are frequent visitors to Centralia and you are bound to run into other explorers. This is one site that the authorities don’t typically seem to hassle explorers.

Besides ghost towns and abandoned sites, our state features opportunities to explore formerly bustling theme parks. These feature rusting hulks of ferris wheels and remains of roller coasters.

Many of these sites have been turned into community parks but most are shells of their former selves. Some of these sites are on currently private property so they are hard to get to without arousing attention of the owners.

In any case, I would love to explore some of these site some time. There are lots of web sites out there where I found the above pictures and some of them have great resources toward exploration.

So, no anger today. I just wanted to talk about a great interest I have had over the recent year.

PA Urban Exploration

Abandoned Places

Defunct Amusement Parks

Birth Certificates and the Politics of Conspiracy

Today is April 27, 2011. This is the first day that anyone but the most fanatical conspiracy nut actually has proof that Barrack Hussein Obama was  born a citizen of these United States of America. Now don’t get me wrong. I never thought he wasn’t. But, the longer the conspiracy was out there, the bigger the story got.

Of course, releasing his birth certificate on the White House website will do little to sate the appetite of some conspiracy hounds. These are the ravenous beasts that actually believe there is a secret New World Order led by the evil lizard aliens with Donald Rumsfeld at the helm. They believe aliens live underground and are conspiring to warm the Earth and run us to extinction. Yes, much more believable than what is on the surface.

These fruitcakes still believe that Proctor and Gamble is at the head of a secret order of Satanists that was brought together in a secret cabal by Walt Disney himself. After all, why else would P&G have a satanic symbol in their logo? Why else would Disney allow the evil and hedonistic gay week?

have a cold one on me

That said, these folks typically worship at the altar of Beck and his priestess the wise and omnipresent Rev. Palin. So, I guess stupidity breeds stupidity. Well, I guess that isn’t fair. Beck isn’t stupid. He is a smart man who is making money hand over fist on the backs of jackasses. If he believes a half of the shit he spews, the asylum is where he should be.

Back to the puppet in chief. I know he is so smart and is so full of hope and bullshi…. I mean change. But, why wouldn’t the guy just show the birth certificate and put this thing to rest. This proves he is just another typical out of touch politician.

Of course, we already knew that given the fact that polls showed he only had about 35% approval for his health care disaster. In fact, it showed in the midterms when he got pwned by the cry babies.

I gotta be honest here. I am a Republican, or, at least that is what the voter card says. From the time I registered to vote, I followed the party line until I came to a simple truth. People are people and politicians are politicians. I identify more with the Libertarians but they can’t stop smoking pot and partying long enough to get serious. So, I am in favor of the only way to bring about common sense in politics. A take over of the GOP by the Libertarians. It is happening slowly but surely with the Pauls and it will continue until the crybabies are gone from the party.

The Royal Wedding

Ok, the royal wedding is coming up. What is your royal wedding name. Mine is Lord Whogivesafuck. Here is how you figure it out. First, start with Lord or Lady. Second, make your name starting with your level of interest in the royal wedding. For example, if you are captivated by this whole charade, your name would be Lady Ireallyamaworthlessidiotwithnolife. If you have a passing interest, your name would be Lord Ivotedforobamabecausehesaidthewordshopeandchangeandifallforsuchthingsbecauseiamamoron. If you are British then you get a special name Lord Iambritishandpayfortheseworthlessfuckstosuckofftheteatanddoabsolutelynothing. You get the picture, right? So go to it and have fun kids. It’s royal wedding time so gather up your royal wedding coins and enjoy the new princess and whatever pet cause she will pretend to actually care about. Don’t forget to take you pictures at the wedding or you could just wait for the paparazzi.

Easter

Well…. Happy Easter. Today we mash together the celebration of the murder of the savior of the world. Not really for the murder but for the sacrifice. He sacrificed and fulfilled his destiny for the sole purpose of saving man from a life of legalism and corruption.

Why did God find it neccessary to send a form of Himself as a human? It was His ultimate love. You see, here is something you will probably not hear from a pulpit on your yearly visit to a church today. God knows the heart of man. He made it in His own image and it was pure as His until it was corrupted by sin. Sin then became our nature. By that very nature, we would never be able to make it to Heaven by following His Old Testament laws. It just wasn’t possible given how we were.

Also, the Old Testament made only an impersonal relationship with God possible. It was only through the priest sect that the Jews were able to hold a relationship with God.

When Christ came, God used the human form as a way to show all of us that He understands what we are going through in our lives. He came here as man and was tempted in every way as we are. He had sexual temptations, greed, and any other sin thrown at Him.

Through all these temptations, He resisted and remained pure. Only He was capable of such a feat but the point was the experience. It was the bond, through this all, that He formed with us. It was a personal relationship with mankind. It was the first time, since Adam bit the fruit, that He could form a personal relationship with us.

This time, the relationship was formed in spite of our sinful nature. So, He brought forth His son form to become flesh to form the relationship. He also used that form to show His love while here on Earth. He used His death to affirm who He was to us. He also used it to form a relationship to the Holy Spirit.

This assured that we no longer had to go to a priest or use anyone else to intercede between us and God. The Holy Spirit is the link in Jesus name. It is a direct link to God which is exactly what He wanted.

Now, people often remark about God letting suffering commence and things of that nature. God doesn’t just let things happen. God created life for it to grow in love. If God controls everything and everyone, there would be no love. It would be like creating a robot. It could be programmed to have the appearance of love and affection, but it would still be a program and not pure and real.

He wants real love. As a result of that, He had to give us free will to choose our paths. In that, while we can ask for His intercession, He will not pull strings and control our lives including step in and prevent every little mistake we make, be them fatal or not.

He created life to be different. When Adam ate that fruit, it all changed. We chose, as He created us to do.

Now, on to life as it exists for me today. It is Easter. I have chosen not to go to church even though I was invited by someone who I really care for and is a good friend.

I know he will be disappointed as will many of the folks in that church. I know many of them and probably am a subject of their daily prayers.

I’m sorry for that as I am not going to be an Easter Sunday Christian. Besides, my wife works in the morning today. I just will not go with my kids. If you had to get my kids ready, you would understand. It is too much for me, Mr. Mom, to do and it ain’t happening. I do appreciate the invite, though. Their are other problems involved.

That church was a part of our problem with our daughter, originally. They took in that piece of shit that helped corrupt our daughter. That little fuck used that church as a way to make him look good in the eyes of many within the church. I’ll never forget walking into that church and someone we knew and respected told us what a great kid he was. I though to myself, how fucking blind are you, you dumb shit? I never thought like that inside the walls of a church.

This was after he had already wormed his disgusting self into my daughter, physically and mentally. She had already run off with him twice and as a result, we really didn’t have much of a choice but to let them see each other in a monitored environment. I even took it upon myself to try and mentor the kid but it was all bullshit.

The conditions were violated as she/he had him sneaking in at night. When we found out, it was all over and that began an absolute year plus of living hell. It led to legal troubles, lawyers, bankruptcy, foreclosure, uprooting kids from schools, failed counseling, visits with a judge, juvenile hall, girls homes, and complete changes in our lives and lifestyle.

I can’t even begin to describe what this has done to us. But, bottom line, I don’t think that church is for us. In fact, right now, I don’t think I want to try out any damn church. I am just not ready to deal with the bullshit.

It isn’t God or His fault. Honestly, the only thing I feel bad about, is allowing this all to affect my relationship with Him. As for church and dealing with “Christians” as a whole, I couldn’t give a fuck! I got enough bullshit in my life. I don’t really want to deal with theirs or have their noses in mine. They haven’t traveled a centimeter in my shoes let alone a mile.

When it comes to that particular church, I can’t get anything out of it. Their pastor preaches for about 10 minutes and then talks about how wonderful the church is and how they need more money to build onto the church in the future. He seems like a great guy and I really like the pastors and people from a personal standpoint. I just can’t get over how gullible they were with this little fuck and how they took part in creating him to some degree.

Enough of that. Here is an update from yesterday.

-The Moose Easter Bunny wasn’t creepy or scary. What a fucking disappointment. I like and A or an F effort. In this case, I really wanted an F and ended up getting a B. The only cool part was Gavin was still freaked out by the bunny and cried. The bunny did a good job and didn’t look creepy at all. In fact, he/she wore sunglasses and I can only guess because the eyes might have creeped kids out a little bit. Whatever….

-I visited my daughter at the girls home she is in. She is 17 years old. She looks like she is in her late 20s. Seriously, it was weird. I can’t get over the tattoos on her body. This is not the life I wanted for her. I can cry when I even think about it. Seriously, I could cry like a fucking bitch. She looked healthy otherwise. She talks like someone well beyond her years. She is getting the counseling she should but maybe needs something different than what they are giving her. She seems good but it was hard to get a read on her. We had a good visit overall. It helps me to visit her. I leave there feeling deep love, regrets, and sorrow. Before I get there, I feel anger, disappointment, and doubt.

-Making the trip to Eastern PA, I can’t help but feel sadness looking at the beautiful mountains that are being ripped apart for coal and natural gas. It’s an odd sight for someone nestled in the middle of picturesque Pennsylvania. I live in an area of Appalachia that is highly educated and not that of some nightmarish horror movie about teen girls getting cut up and cooked in chili. Eastern PA coal region has mountains that are pretty much squandered for natural resources. I understand why and am not some crazed environmentalist that would strap myself to a tree but it is a shame that such beauty should be replaced by post industrial madness.

-Post industrial photography. I love it. Unfortunately, my wife is the decorator. She loves folk. For me, my ideal interior would be black, white, and gray with black and white photos of rusted and abandoned amusement parks and old industrial and apartment buildings. My ideal images would be of the Byberry mental hospital in its abandoned state. But, that’s why my wife is great. That would be depressing, stark, and with little personality. She is definitely that positive to my negative energy.

Ok, time to cook Easter dinner, put Gavin down for a nap, clean up a bit, and be productive around the house. I do feel better after talking with all you imaginary friends today. Thanks for paying attention.

Twas the day before Easter

Yeah! The day before Easter. Here is my life.

-Wake up and have a nice conversation with the wife while hearing the kids screaming and fighting upstairs

-Burn cds from The Black Keys, Kings of Leon, Cold War Kids, and Foo Fighters for my day today

-Listen to Gavin scream cry and whine about nothing

-Make coffee

-Read newspaper

-Boil eggs for my wife to color eggs with the kids tonight

-put Gavin down for a cat nap

-Shower/shave

-Go to Easter party at the Moose with the kids and in-laws and let the scarry Moose bunny scare the shit out of my kids while other fucked up and half drunk rednecks dance to weird country music in the name of a weird figurehead named Mooseheart

-Go visit my extremely fucked up daughter, by myself, in a town about 2 hours away in the middle of Pennsylvania coal country

-Come home late and start gathering everything for Easter dinner.

This day is going to probably suck except for the scary bunny with the kids. Now that will be awesome.

Cheap Beer

For the first time since my deep and dark days at the Pennsylvania College of Technology, I bought cans of Busch Light. They were cheap and I wanted to save some cash to get my wife something for Easter. Plus, I needed some propane for my grill.

As I approached the beer place, I looked at the banners with prices on them. Nothing really looked that cheap. So I had flashbacks of those college years as I approached the front doors of Bargain Beer.

As I swill on the light mountains of Busch…. beer, I can’t help but wonder if I will miss that Easter party at the Moose tomorrow. I wonder if I will miss my visit to the teenage daughter. I wonder how much have I changed from that jackass that decided to miss classes and blow money after nights of Busch Light consumption.

It’s interesting how much a man can change in 16 years. GOAL!!!!!!!! oops…. sorry…. Flyers just scored…. where was I? Oh yeah, change in 16 years. We suffer and go through so much in our lives. Suffering and pain change us. In that time, I’ve lost my dad just as I think we were starting to understand and respect each other. I refound God, lost Him again, refound Him, lost Him again, and now have settled an an uneasy peace and understanding. GOAL!!!!!!!!!!!! oops……. sorry…..Flyers just scored again. Damn! This was a 0-3 game that quickly turned to 2-3. The Wells Fargo Center is going nuts. Where was I? Oh yeah…. God…. well, I’m not a self righteous jackass like I might have been at one time. Too much has happened and it has changed me.
So, anyway, back to beer. I love my Sam Adams. I like Yuengling. These are my beers. But, it was time to go back in time. There really isn’t any deeper meaning here. It isn’t some philosophical bullshit going down here other than this. Life is filled with simple lessons and we would do well to remember our past but not always repeat it. In this case, I knew that Busch light would be cheap. I remembered that from back in the day. That’s why I bought it. I know I will not drink too much even though I am about half pissed tonight. I also know I will live up to my obligations tomorrow unlike my past.

Fuck you world!

You know, I am not going to post some cliche bullshit “here I am…. come read my blog” post. Frankly, I really don’t fucking care. This is a selfish blog. All it cares about is me and what I say. It is a place to download my psychologically fucked up mess of a mind. So, I am not sorry if you are offended. Don’t read it. This is filled with my cerebral, or lack thereof, musings. It is my own personal Tales From the Darkside.

I am not here to make friends nor hurt feelings. Again, it’s a download so enjoy it or piss off.