America is fucked! I saw on the news last night that obama is saying shit about zimbabwe and mugabe. Doesn't he know there isn't any oil there?

Today after class, I headed to 7-11 to get cigarettes and a beverage for the mile-or-so walk home. I ran into my friend Matt in the store, and after three minutes of standing in line, our mutual friend Wayne happened to show up to buy a cigar. After making our various purchases, we walk outside and are standing around talking before parting ways.

Suddenly and without prompt, Wayne blurts out, "Do you guys want a free pizza?"
Me: "Huh?"
Matt: "Ohh, he works at the pizza place over there."
Me, to Wayne: "Are you kidding?"
Matt: "Seriously?"
Wayne: "Yeah, come on. I'm actually on the clock right now. What kind of pizza you want?"

The moral of the story is, free pizza is even better than pizza.
Huzzah for having friends get bored at work.

On another note, it was sixty-five degrees [F] outside today. Gorgeous. Tomorrow we're back to the thirty-ish range though. I was just glad for the spontaneous break in being cold.

Prepare yourself for.... pictures from my phone! ZOMG!

I made a house out of Cuisenaire rods during Teacher Ed today:





Also, I passed by this on the way home:



12 hours ago, it was sixty degrees Fahrenheit. Now, it is snowing.
Whaaaat?

I think I can see some of those ghostly orbs on that brick shithole house.

It seems like its snowing every frikkin where.

Except here of course. Here we just have shitloads of rain and shitloads of criminals.

What kinda phone you got? It takes pretty high res pics, yet no auto white balance.


Anyway, criminals you say? Some dudes tried to break into my car last night. But my brother in law heard them and screamed at them, instead of calling out the armed reaction....meh. They ran away. I guess they were trynna break in. They might just've been standing around looking at it. No signs of tampering.

I have a Sony Ericsson W350. Yeah the while balance setting was on "incandescent" because I forgot to change the setting back to Auto.

I have a cheapo cell phone, a sanyo digital camera, and a 12 gauge mossberg pump gun.
I can call 911, put some buckshot into the car stealing perp, and photograph the carcass.

Stop saying you can, and fuckin do it!

Too bad no one wants to steal my piece of shit. Besides, in these parts we don't generaly fuck with other peoples stuff. That's mainly because EVERYONE has a shotgun.

They tried to make everybody hand their guns in to the cops a while back...we should've had charleton heston as president.

That shit don't work, I mean the bad guys aren't gonna hand their guns in anyway.

I always wonder, you know that movie Red Dawn, where the rooskis invade America? I'm thinking we could take those cocknockers on with our deer rifles.

The one time I don't check my email before class, there is an email sitting in my inbox telling me that my morning class is cancelled.
The kicker is that I didn't check it because I was [get this] running late for class, and was worried that if I got on my computer, I'd spend more time than was necessary on it and then be later for class.
hahaha I am full of win.

In other news, I went to a strip club last night to visit a friend at work and I've gotta say, the general populous has some serious misconceptions about what that place is like.

I shall describe my titty bar experience in list form:

* no fake tits [all boobs were natural, and ranged in size from A to D]
* small pasties [for some reason I had it in my head that pasties would cover more than a silver-dollar-sized area of boob]
* no fat chicks [thank fuck]
* no butterfaces [serious. they were all decent-looking girls]
* very polite service [a waitress came by every ten minutes or so to check on us]
* a fair number of skeevy guys, but they pretty much kept to themselves and didn't try to hit on anyone, or at least not that I saw
* a free dinner buffet [t-w-o kinds of chicken wings, mashed potatoes, pasta with chicken, rice, corn, biscuits; the mashed potatoes were particularly spectacular]
* the stageside seating remained pretty much empty or close to empty [except during the amateur contest, which the deejay delayed until all the stageside seats were full]
* amateur contests are fun to watch! [the best contestants were the ones who just got up there for fun, didn't actually strip, but you could tell they were having a blast just being the center of attention for three minutes while they laughed and danced around]

The amateur contest was the best part. There were t-w-o under-21's who actually tried to strip and look sexy [if you ask me, they were trying too hard], but they lost out in the end because the t-w-o [decent-looking] housewives that went on after them [in jeans and t-shirts] were fuckin' hilarious, and infinitely more memorable. It also helped that the "judges" for the contest are not the male clientele, but a few staff members who see strippers all the time and are thusly looking for more than just another cliché routine.

The moral of the story is, if you ever find yourself going to a strip club, try to go when they have an amateur contest, because it is much more entertaining that way.

I must reply.....

I've seen my share of fatties and butterfaces.
Strip joint food is usually pretty good.
I'd baxter to see an amateur contest.

The stageside seats are commonly refered to as perverts row, when nobody is sitting there it means the place is full of cheap fucks that are to tight to tip the girls.
If nobody is in perverts row, that's when twits takes 10 or 15 one dollar bills and becomes Mr Popular.

People are usually pretty polite and stuff. I've never seen any solo chicks besides the strippers in there to get hit on. Usually chicks are with guys.

Usually...no one will every know you are in a strip club, because nobody looks around, naked womens on stage, who's gonna look elsewhere....besides maybe the odd chick or over 9000 that wander in?


True story, about a year or so ago, I'm in this place and as the girl is dancing I'm thinking to myself "why is this dry-heaving hog taking her clothes off in front of me?".