Hurry Up and Calm Down
One man's attempt to keep himself sane by entertaining himself and others with his skewed view of all things.
One man's attempt to keep himself sane by entertaining himself and others with his skewed view of all things.
SF: How come no one has snapped you up yet? You're good looking and smart..seem like a good catch. No one suitable?!
me: I haven't found suitable for me
SF: That's what I meant.
me: I need my wife to be 6'0" exactly, one blue eye and one green eye, a virgin, wants to have 13 kids and can promise me all boys. hard to find.
SF: Would you settle for a midget with one eye?
me: only if that one eye was lost in a grade school glitter accident.
SF: LMAO! haha You're nuts!
So I'm checking out some 80's TV shows on Netflix and recalling things I grew up seeing. Decided to get on YouTube and see if I can find commercials and promos for some of these shows. As some of you know from firsthand experience you can get easily sidetracked and lost in other videos while searching on YouTube. Some how I went from TV promos from the 80's to soccer fatalities. That's right, videos of players dying on the field. I had no idea there were so many. One player looked fine and just dropped dead, another took a headbutt to the temple and I presume died, another had a seizure and in doing so did a dance that Michael Jackson couldn't do if he were alive or came back from the dead just to moonwalk..
Just sitting here going "holy $@#%!" and then shaking my head and saying to myself, why did I login?Oh yeah... 80's TV promos.And it wasn't profound, great, funny, entertaining, and didn't involve gorgeous naked women (see 'entertainment'). The dream involved hanging out waiting for David Lee Roth to show up for an interview. Why I was to interview DLR, I have no idea. Why was his name in my head? I thought I knew but as I'm writing this I realized exactly why. Funny how things that might seem to be random thoughts could actually be products of relatively meaningless and inconsequential moments of your day. I got to work today vaguely recalling part of this dream and decided to look up a photo I had seen sometime ago of David Lee Roth with Pee-Wee Herman and Rodney Dangerfield. Now what I realize is the dream and photo are connected because while walking through the city yesterday a friend pointed out the sign for the Pee-Wee Herman show, we had walked in to a music store and I was looking at sheet music when I noticed a book 'The Songs of David Lee Roth and Van Halen'. Then when I decided to watch a movie later one of the Netflix suggestions was a cartoon Rover Dangerfield
. So here I am looking up a picture just because I thought it had one connection but it has three. I'm writing this as if anyone would find this interesting, ummmm........So I think this photo tells a story. It appears to me that Pee-Wee was getting a pick with Rodney who kindly obliged and DLR just walked over all cocky and probably drunk off his ass going "hey guys! What's going on over here?". The look on Pee-Wee's face says "god damnit!" and Rodney is just trying to take the photo and ignore DLR.
I was on line in the supermarket behind this young woman and her daughter who was no older than five. The little girl is taking everything out of the shopping basket and heaving it to the checkout girl. Ground chuck, veggies, canned goods, even glass bottled items all being throw up with every bit of strength while her mother stands there searching through her wallet. The kid was cute but it was odd the mother made zero effort to help. Then as the mother pays the clerk the little girl tries to squeeze by her mom multiple times. Finally the girl looks up and yells "Ma! Ma! Get yo ass out my face." I cracked up. Five years old (if that) and back talking sass. This kid is going to be a handful. I suppose I can't blame her if mom is that lazy.
I had tried it some time ago and never really liked it. The idea is great but I was concerned that Google would have access to all my emails and now, voicemails. After just logging in for the first time in a year I listened to this message a friend had left me to see how well Google Voice transcribes voicemails. It's pretty bad. I found it amusing. "yeeeeeeeeah!"