Awe crap.

Sony online entertainment has decided that the 2+ years of my life that they stole from me while I was LFG for GUK, wasn't enough. They're releasing a "progression server" for everquest. Basically, this server is to attract people like me who would love to get the "nostalgia" back.

Unfortunately, everquest will take over my life again, I'll spend nights up until 2am again. I'll blow off dates with chicks, and otherwise stay in my house, just to get another level. My dog will hate me, and my dishes will never get done. This I know.

I once learned how to use linux, just so I could run "showEQ" on a PC.

I hate sony, they can lick my chocolaty balls....but I'll still play their game.

30 days, 10 lbs = 10% and some funny stuff

Here it is. The final march. In 30 days, I can all but guarantee that I'll be at 10% body fat. All I need to do is not eff up, and do exactly what I've learned over the last 6 months. No chinese or quiznos on saturday anymore. My nutrition must be on point for the next 30 days.

I've worked really hard, and there's even more work to do. I feel better than I have in several years, and I'll feel even better later on. I've walked a hard road that didn't always produce results, but I accepted the fact that things were changing on the inside, even if I couldn't see it in the mirror. I haven't missed a single day at the gym, I've run every second of 20 minutes when I'm supposed to, and I've lifted every rep of every weight that I need to. I'm followed my macronutrients closely and keep a very tight reign on my protein, carb and fat ratios. I've all but cut out sugar.

Now, for the last few months, I've been receiving copies of "working mother" magazine. Whoever signed me up for that: "you're an ass". Seriously, I cannot think of any online activity that I could have done which would have got me on the "working mother" mailing list, so obviously this is someone's idea of a joke. Fine, joke's on you, I haven't read a single one of them; however, I might have some pointers on what to do about excess lactating in public places.

I've also been receiving free copies of maxim magazine. To whomever signed me up for that: "thanks man". I'm pretty sure that that happened when I was buying something at best buy, but its hard to say. Maxim rocks. Its filled with hot chicks, fashion advice and hot chicks.

OK, back to me....top 4 reasons that I'm awesome.

4) I smell really good. I'm totally ok with using shampoo and soap that smells like flowers. Honestly, I'm cool with that. I kind of like smelling like lilacs, or whatever plants they grind up in my soap.

-- the reason above, is from me, the following 3 are from danielle because she called mid-blog and surprisingly, I could only think of one reason that I'm awesome.

3) I'm charming - could have fooled me! I always consered myself more of a "goat that can talk" when it comes to charm.

2) I'm respectful - of what? I dunno. I'm not even sure what that means, but ok.

1) I make pretty girls laugh. - this is true. I make ugly ones laugh too. Actually, I make most people laugh. Normally its when I'm walking into stuff because the world isn't made for 6 foot tall guys that don't really pay attention when they walk. Sometimes I actually make people laugh because of my personality though.

I have to finish quick cause danielle is coming over, but I'd like to touch on that subject. Danielle is also awesome, perhaps that will be my next top 4.

My hypocritical side.

Normally, I wouldn't care fuck-all about an injured celebrity. Normally, I want them to be treated just like everyone else, and "who cares if its so and so".

Personally, I'm glad Big Ben had 4 surgeons at his bed, and I'm glad they repaired everything, and I'm even more glad that he's ok. The sick thing is that his head first broke his fall on a windshield, and then broke his fall yet again on the pavement, and all he has is a couple of cuts and a broken jaw.

That's pretty damn lucky.

Just how tough is big ben? He now has a smile that resembles lamberts, and he's been thrown from a bike onto a car without a helmet. He'll be up and out of the hospital in 3 to 5 days.

He's tough. That's a good thing, he idealizes everything there is to be about being s pittsburgh steeler. Steelers are supposed to be tough...not like those sissy pants eagles, or those lame ol 49ers, or those even more lame dallas cowboys. The steelers are mean, and that's what I like about them. Yeah, they're from pittsburgh and all, but even without that, there is too much to like about the players and the organization and the history.

That being said. Hey ben, put an effin helmet on, and in the words of a guy I know "Quit doing stupid things!".

Big Ben

I really hope he is OK. The news is positive, but there are a lot of rumors about knees, etc. If ben is not OK, the steelers have Charlie Batch, who is officially my second favorite QB ever. I loved him with the lions because he was a hometown guy, and he's more than capable as a QB. He could still be a starter somewhere if he wanted, but he's choosing to stay in the burgh. Secondly, I may get a chance to see omar jacobs chucking the rock after all.

I hope ben has a lucky day.

I went to play poker tonight, and I said "I'm playing to win tonight, stella(me) has got to get his groove back". I won the tournament through patience and good playing. Unfortunately, the prize was a gift cert to a bar...and since I don't drink, its no good to me. Doesn't matter, I got to write "big blind" mccracken on the winners board.

I lost my second game(for cash) when I fell in love with a king and a queen and couldn't let go. It was the wicked king of clubs, as townes van zandt would call it, and the queen of hearts. Neither have a good reputation in fictional lore. Maybe if it was the queen of diamonds(townes van zandtz hero) it would have worked out better for me. Of course, playing poker based on drunk men's songs and delusional authors fictional works involving rather logical, yet not helpful cats is a bit silly.

Top 4 hands of the night
4) Queen/10(1) Beat the crap out of Tommy when I caught a 10 on the flop, turn and river. Wham bam, thanks man
3) Queen/10(2) Beat the crap out of shannon when I caught a 10 on the river, sorry about that kid
2) King/2, 3 all ins and I friggin play a king/2? WTF? I was up against a AK, and a KQ. Any K would have walloped me, but a 2 comes out on the turn and noone catches their overcards. Yay for me.
1) Ace/J. Heads up, next to the last hand. I'm playing Ace/Jack, John is playing Ace/10. 9/4/10 flops. Bam, I'm all in. Why you ask? I've got two overcards and I'm in position. I'm low stack and have to make a move. Its now or never, I've got the cards, now I just need the luck. John called me, but he wasn't supposed to, he was supposed to drop to my bet. He had top pair, so he called. emmer effer. The Queen of diamonds dropped. That bitch! She was supposed to be friendly to guys named mud, send out the ace or the jack or anything but the queen! Next card is an 8...of diamonds. The lovely lady gave me a straight.

The moral of the story? Always play the queen of diamonds, and have a lucky day.

Some days

Some days you feel like a little ant, stuck in the middle of the ocean, unable to see anything but water anywhere. You can feel down, like the entire world is full of pearl bearing oysters, and you forgot your damn clam schucker. I used to feel like that, quite a bit.

These days, I feel like a giant, standing on top of the tallest mountain, unable to be stopped by anything. At first I thought it was a side effect of increased green-tea extract...that's when I noticed it first, but now I'm not sure what to attribute it to, I've been out of green tea extract for at least a week.

I used to come home from work and take a nap and then lay around doing nothing all night long. I can't even remember the last time I watched a full episode of law and order. My TV hasn't been turned on for more than an hour in at least a month.

Tonight, I cleaned my whole house, gave kiga a bath, did 2 loads of laundry, cut up my cardboard to throw away(cardboard day is once a month), and packed up 5 bags of construction debris for garbage day tomorrow...oh yeah, and I played 2 hours of wow, went to the supermarket, and blogged...twice...and I had to rack up at least an hour or so staring at myself in the mirror(in little chunks of course, not all at once...that would be wierd). All that, AFTER I stayed at work an hour and a half late.

Its 1AM and I'm rarin to go, I feel great. I haven't felt this good in a long long time.

I am a giant, and this is my mountain.

Its been a while....

since my last blog about taoism.

I've been a pretty good little taoist for a while now. I discovered that today. There was a conversation going on today about it being '6/6/6' day(which involved a lot of bible talk), and I didn't bother interjecting. I just patiently waited for the conversation to be over so I could ask someone a question. Back in the day, I would have used the opportunity to challenge christian beliefs and blah blah blah. I don't care anymore.

At one point in the conversation, someone looked at me, expecting a challenging opinionated statement(because I used to do that stuff as an athiest), I just said "Hey, look, you know its all hokey to me, I just have a question for molly.".

The tao teaches us to be non-confrontational; that the best competition is non-competition; and all that you really need to do to win, is to avoid loosing. You can't argue matters of faith. There are those that believe that they are doing gods work, and creating a better world because of it...hey, that's cool. Then there are those like me, who are "teaching men to fish"(anecdotally speaking of course...I'd never physically harm a fish), we are also making the world a better place in our own way.

Below, when I talk about christians, I'm not talking about normal "live a good life" christians.(shout out to shayna and carl). I'm talking about the fanatical ones. The ones that truly believe that the point of being christian is to convert the world to their way of thinking. The ones who equate "taoism" with "satanism"(shout out to George effin Bush)

They're the ones trying to convince me that my soul is in some sort of danger, and that god is really mad about the fact that I'm "dissin" him by not giving him the "props" he deserves, and as a result of my disrespect, he's gonna show me what's what by busting my ass up for eternity in a bad bad place. Ya know, I'm cool with that, what with my new healthy lifestyle, I'm sure to live long enough to get a robot body and then I can live forever(in a strictly "the world must end someday" kind of forever).

let there be light!

Today, I finished the electical work in my bathroom. 1 overhead light/exhaust fan, 1 vanity light, and 2 recessed lights in the bathtub. The best part about all of this is that I didn't get shocked at all, nope, not once. This is amazing for many reasons. As you can see, I have the cement backer board up in the shower, and the greenboard in the ceiling. Now I just have to figure out what kind of tile to buy for the shower, and what I'm going to do with the space surrounding the window.

Now that the electrical work is done, I can start the task of putting up walls. Up until now, all of the work I've done is on places where people will never ever ever see again, because those places will be covered up with stuff like walls, and floors, and ceramic tile, etc. Unfortunately, my luxury of not caring whether it looks good or not is now over. Now, I have to be very careful and make sure it looks good, because the stuff I'm doing now is the only thing anyone will ever see.

Top 4 ways that I have injured myself whilst being a homeowner.

4) Dropped stuff on my foot. This goes far past the sledgehammer. I've dropped all kind of shit on myself, like tape-measures, mirrors, normal hammers, drills, sawzaws, drywall, and a whole bunch more.

3) Electrocution! Man, I've been juiced so many times, they should put me in an x-men movie. I'm a lazy ass, and that usually means that I'm of the attitude "I don't need to turn of the electricity, I'm only connecting one wire, ok, so here we asldfjkqwoiperu092348saflkjasfnalkjeroafposufsaf.....emmer effer!@#$@!$!%. What the eff was that?"

2) Hit my head on stuff. God I hate being tall. I wish I was a midget, not quite a midget, a little taller than that, like a little over 5 foot. I never hear those people bitch about hitting their head on stuff.

1) They mysterious "why am I bleeding?" injury! I'm not sure where these come from, but I'll be hanging out, doin some work, and BAM! I'm bleeding. Its can happen anywhere. I'll be hanging out just minding my own, hammerin some nails, and "holy moly! My foot is bleeding!"

* bonus injury *

Burning myself. What's up with this? Even little kids can figure out "hey, that's hot, I shouldn't touch it." Kiga has never burnt herself, even she can figure it out, and she licks electrical sockets for fun. Why do I repeatedly forget that the end of the propane torch is HOT, even after you turn it off? Why do I forget that the pipe that I just soldered is also HOT?

Tomatoe Tomahtoe

I wasn't going to blog today, but I'm infuriated. Why is it that people can't take the time to figure out the difference between simple english words? This is on of my biggest pet peeves. Its not difficult people. Its ok if you spell stuff wrong, and its ok if you miss a comma here or there, but saying "your going to the theater tonight!" is just plain embarrassing.

"I would like too go for a walk!"

"I never thought of how that would effect me."

"Their going too!"

"I except!"

WTF? Have we become so laxed in our understanding of the english language? What are they teaching kids in school today? Its even worse when an adult person of reasonable intelligence does it.

Your=possession, You're=contraction for "you are". That's not difficult.
Their=possession, They're=contraction for "they are", there=location.

Affect/effect, to/too, its/it's, accept/except.

Sigh

/rant

no top 4, I wasn't even gonna blog, but I got fired up about this while reading the nutrition forum.