I've been without the internets for a little over 2 weeks now. It finally came back on Saturday(right after I ordered internets from AT&T and went out and bought a DSL router). My internets will be permanent by Thursday after that I will have to struggle for an excuse not to blog. If need be I'm sure I can come up with something.
Maybe some of y'all what frequent the chat rooms can explain some things to me. For instance when you type LOL are you really laughing out loud? Or when you type ROFLMAO, how can you type if you're rolling on the floor? Did you lose your ass before you hit the floor or are you on the floor because of something some one said? Are you on the floor because you lost your ass and can no longer sit?
I'm thinking about having a little soiree (that's party for you uneducated types). It would be an open invitation for anyone that reads this blog. I'm thinking late July between my birthday and Trash Jrs birthday, around the 26th of July kinda killing two birds with one rock. Nothing definate yet. But if you're interested let me know (trashman64@gmail.com) so I can figure the cost. Kids welcome. I have a small pool for the kids and plenty of movies and games. Of course the party would be mostly a celebration of me.
Tomorrow I'm going to talk to the DA about my little "working without a permit" ticket. It could be a fine up to $2000.00, afterwards I may no longer have a job. It all depends on how the home owner takes the news that he's paying for it.
That's all I have for now.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
I'mmmmm Baaaaaaaaaack
Well I've decided to continue this blog. Seems as hard as I try, I'm not a quitter. I really tried too. I was surprised at the lack of responses to my threatening to quit. Some of y'all asked me to stay. Some said do what I wanna do. All I know is when Jay and Jack quit, you fuckers had all sorts of hissy fits. Y'all suck. Part of my decision is due to the fact that I ain't got much to do this week so I might as well entertain the not so masses. I got red tagged on my job (the city shut me down for not having permits and they gave me a ticket for $2000.00 also). The home owner is in Portugal so I can't even tell him. Boy is he gonna be pissed when he gets back and doesn't have a new kitchen. So now I have to figure out what to write about. Let's spin the wheel. We have a winner. Women, chicks, broads, bitches and hos.
I love broads. I love the way they smell. I love the way they look. I love the way they feel. I love their soft skin. I love their curves. Tall, short, thin, big, doesn't matter. I can usually find something to like about them. Between 18 and 80, blind, crippled or crazy and if they can't walk I'll drag them. Actually I have an eye for the younger girls but I find myself looking at the older broads (my age) lately. I know it sounds weird but I consider women my age to be old, I guess it because I don't feel as old as I am. Due to arrested development I stopped aging in my mind at the ripe old age of 16.
I especially like the crazy chicks. The more issues the better. Daddy issues are my favorite ones. If she calls me daddy I'll be putty in her hands. Jen knows this about me and she tolerates it. I'm not sure she's OK with it, I think she just puts up with it. I know why she does. I'm the catch of the century. No women is ever gonna get any thing better than me. That much I'm sure she knows, I remind her every day.
Any way I'm going to give you of list of women I want do dirty things to.
1. Jamie Pressly: The ultimate white trash chick. I love her.
2. Eliza Dushku: If I nailed her I would turn into a pile of dust because all the liquid in my body would shoot out my dick.
3. Jessica Alba: I dig me some hot Latin lov'in.
4. Billie Piper: Blonde and an English accent. Her first line in Secret Diary of a Call Girl is "I'm a whore."
5. Stephanie Courtney: Progressive Insurance lady. It's all in the heavy make-up.
6. Nicole Ritchie: Not the new skinny version. I wants the old Nicole.
7. Britney Spears: Number one in crazy and in my pants too. She defiantly has issues.
8. Jens boss: I would tear her up, put her back together, then tear her up again.
9. Elisha Cuthbert: I would turn the girl next door into the slut next door.
10. Devon Aoki: Me love her long time.
11. Brittany Murphy: That mouth. That voice. I'll be right back. Something I need to touch.
12. Pam Anderson: I realize she's contagious, but if it was offered to me I would have to take my chances.
13. Lois Griffin: I would put a hurt'in on her if I was a cartoon. She's such a tramp.
14. Kim Kardashian: That sweet sweet big beautiful ass.
15. Kat Von D: She could play with my tattooed gun anytime.
16. Geena Davis: As Samantha Caine. I'd let her kiss my long good night.
17. Hilary Clinton: I'd fuck this bitch cross-eyed. Just cause I know she's never been touched by a man.
18. Rosie Perez: I love me some Puerto Rican poon.
19. Eva Mendes: I likes the Cuban cootch.
20. Most of the cast from Girls Gone Wild: Half naked young girls and lots of them. I'd ruin every one of them for other men.
That's just the short list. It's just a wish list of sorts. I know a lot of these girls have issues of one sort or another. But my list is based on the physical not the intellectual. Lets face it, if my list was based on smarts there wouldn't be very many qualified women. HA. I crack me up.
Until next time, remember:
Calling an illegal alien an undocumented worker is like calling a drug dealer an unlicensed pharmacist.
I love broads. I love the way they smell. I love the way they look. I love the way they feel. I love their soft skin. I love their curves. Tall, short, thin, big, doesn't matter. I can usually find something to like about them. Between 18 and 80, blind, crippled or crazy and if they can't walk I'll drag them. Actually I have an eye for the younger girls but I find myself looking at the older broads (my age) lately. I know it sounds weird but I consider women my age to be old, I guess it because I don't feel as old as I am. Due to arrested development I stopped aging in my mind at the ripe old age of 16.
I especially like the crazy chicks. The more issues the better. Daddy issues are my favorite ones. If she calls me daddy I'll be putty in her hands. Jen knows this about me and she tolerates it. I'm not sure she's OK with it, I think she just puts up with it. I know why she does. I'm the catch of the century. No women is ever gonna get any thing better than me. That much I'm sure she knows, I remind her every day.
Any way I'm going to give you of list of women I want do dirty things to.
1. Jamie Pressly: The ultimate white trash chick. I love her.
2. Eliza Dushku: If I nailed her I would turn into a pile of dust because all the liquid in my body would shoot out my dick.
3. Jessica Alba: I dig me some hot Latin lov'in.
4. Billie Piper: Blonde and an English accent. Her first line in Secret Diary of a Call Girl is "I'm a whore."
5. Stephanie Courtney: Progressive Insurance lady. It's all in the heavy make-up.
6. Nicole Ritchie: Not the new skinny version. I wants the old Nicole.
7. Britney Spears: Number one in crazy and in my pants too. She defiantly has issues.
8. Jens boss: I would tear her up, put her back together, then tear her up again.
9. Elisha Cuthbert: I would turn the girl next door into the slut next door.
10. Devon Aoki: Me love her long time.
11. Brittany Murphy: That mouth. That voice. I'll be right back. Something I need to touch.
12. Pam Anderson: I realize she's contagious, but if it was offered to me I would have to take my chances.
13. Lois Griffin: I would put a hurt'in on her if I was a cartoon. She's such a tramp.
14. Kim Kardashian: That sweet sweet big beautiful ass.
15. Kat Von D: She could play with my tattooed gun anytime.
16. Geena Davis: As Samantha Caine. I'd let her kiss my long good night.
17. Hilary Clinton: I'd fuck this bitch cross-eyed. Just cause I know she's never been touched by a man.
18. Rosie Perez: I love me some Puerto Rican poon.
19. Eva Mendes: I likes the Cuban cootch.
20. Most of the cast from Girls Gone Wild: Half naked young girls and lots of them. I'd ruin every one of them for other men.
That's just the short list. It's just a wish list of sorts. I know a lot of these girls have issues of one sort or another. But my list is based on the physical not the intellectual. Lets face it, if my list was based on smarts there wouldn't be very many qualified women. HA. I crack me up.
Until next time, remember:
Calling an illegal alien an undocumented worker is like calling a drug dealer an unlicensed pharmacist.
Sunday, June 01, 2008
The End?
It's been awhile. I hope y'all noticed I was right about the FLDS. Two courts overturned the rulings of the judge that said CPS was right. In other words the CPS did NOT have any reason for seizing the children. The CPS did NOT see any signs of abuse. All they had was a lot of speculation. second guessing, rumors and their own sick thoughts, oh and an overwhelming desire to control people. That's what government is all about. Just remember first they go after the FLDS, next will be the Baptist, then the Catholics, and don't forget the Jews.If they get away with this shit it will be one group after another, and it will all start out with "they're molesting children". Once those words are spoken everybody assumes you're guilty, no proof needed. The government said you're a pervert, it must be true. Enough of me being right. AGAIN.
I've been busier than... something really fucking busy. Which I guess is a good thing. It would be anyway, if I could make some money at this shit. Well at least it helps keep the bills paid. Maybe someone out there can explain to me why you'll pay a mechanic $75.00 an hour to keep your car running, but the guy that's going to fix your house is supposed to work for fucking free.
This post is fucking boring. It's all I got right now though. I could tell you more pimp stories or a story about a friend of mine that was almost shot down by the USAF when he flew over Crawford, Texas. I could tell you about a run in I had with some satanist one night in a graveyard in the swamps on an island off the coast of Georgia. I could tell you about the night I saw a guy get his brains blown out the side of his head. I could tell you about a trip I made to Virgina so a friend of mine could shoot the guy that was harassing his wife. I could tell you about drug sniffing Chihuahuas. There's tons of exciting stories I could tell. I could tell you about robbing a drug dealer. I could tell you about the robbery I masterminded, the victim owned an alarm company. But I'm not going to.
Nope, I'm thinking about retiring this blog. I find that I have to force myself to write. Not sure why. I find myself parked in front of the TV a lot. There's nothing on, I don't really pay attention to anything anyway. I just don't have the energy to entertain y'all. Things just don't seem the same as they were back in the days of my rock stardom in the blog world. It's probably because I don't write as much as I used too. So y'all don't read as much as y'all used too. It's a never ending circle.
My mind is not on my blog as much as I would want it to be. I guess it's too much worrying about the future. The housing/building bust has not hit Austin as hard as it's hit the rest of the country but it's getting there. So I don't know how much longer I'll be in business. Jen's job ends on Sept. 29th. Don't know what's gonna happen after that. Then there's the cost of gas. Jesus fucking Christ on a cracker. The big oil companies along with the muslims in charge of the oil are slowing (or quickly) destroying America from the inside. Gas prices are going to shut down our economy completely. People are gonna just sit there and do nothing. Like the sheep they are. Our government has trained it's citizens well. Sit by and do nothing everything will be OK. The government said it so it must be true. It's things like this that keep me angry.
So I sit here pissed off wondering what's next.
One good thing happened. My youngest (T3) received the Presidential Award for Academic Excellence. The bad thing is it was signed by George W. "Fuck the American People" Bush. Now before you conservatives get pissed and you liberals star celebrating. I feel that way about ALL politicians. Republican, Democrat it doesn't matter, it all comes down to the fact that they are all fucking scumbags. Nuff said. I'm sending my blood pressure through the roof.
Trashman out.
I've been busier than... something really fucking busy. Which I guess is a good thing. It would be anyway, if I could make some money at this shit. Well at least it helps keep the bills paid. Maybe someone out there can explain to me why you'll pay a mechanic $75.00 an hour to keep your car running, but the guy that's going to fix your house is supposed to work for fucking free.
This post is fucking boring. It's all I got right now though. I could tell you more pimp stories or a story about a friend of mine that was almost shot down by the USAF when he flew over Crawford, Texas. I could tell you about a run in I had with some satanist one night in a graveyard in the swamps on an island off the coast of Georgia. I could tell you about the night I saw a guy get his brains blown out the side of his head. I could tell you about a trip I made to Virgina so a friend of mine could shoot the guy that was harassing his wife. I could tell you about drug sniffing Chihuahuas. There's tons of exciting stories I could tell. I could tell you about robbing a drug dealer. I could tell you about the robbery I masterminded, the victim owned an alarm company. But I'm not going to.
Nope, I'm thinking about retiring this blog. I find that I have to force myself to write. Not sure why. I find myself parked in front of the TV a lot. There's nothing on, I don't really pay attention to anything anyway. I just don't have the energy to entertain y'all. Things just don't seem the same as they were back in the days of my rock stardom in the blog world. It's probably because I don't write as much as I used too. So y'all don't read as much as y'all used too. It's a never ending circle.
My mind is not on my blog as much as I would want it to be. I guess it's too much worrying about the future. The housing/building bust has not hit Austin as hard as it's hit the rest of the country but it's getting there. So I don't know how much longer I'll be in business. Jen's job ends on Sept. 29th. Don't know what's gonna happen after that. Then there's the cost of gas. Jesus fucking Christ on a cracker. The big oil companies along with the muslims in charge of the oil are slowing (or quickly) destroying America from the inside. Gas prices are going to shut down our economy completely. People are gonna just sit there and do nothing. Like the sheep they are. Our government has trained it's citizens well. Sit by and do nothing everything will be OK. The government said it so it must be true. It's things like this that keep me angry.
So I sit here pissed off wondering what's next.
One good thing happened. My youngest (T3) received the Presidential Award for Academic Excellence. The bad thing is it was signed by George W. "Fuck the American People" Bush. Now before you conservatives get pissed and you liberals star celebrating. I feel that way about ALL politicians. Republican, Democrat it doesn't matter, it all comes down to the fact that they are all fucking scumbags. Nuff said. I'm sending my blood pressure through the roof.
Trashman out.
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