Two years, really?

Wow, it's been over two years since I've posted here? Maybe it's time for another run at it. I don't really play poker anymore, so we might have to mix things up a little. I do brew beer, so we can try some posts on that for ye. It will be fun, I think. I'll leave you with this for now, a Cinimin' Amber I brewed up. Sooo good.
 

Nick

Where the hell you been???

One of the things I love about having a blackberry is a sweet little app called Slacker Radio. I usually have the Indie Chill station on, unless I don't want to fall asleep, and then I'll put one of the punk stations on. Maybe, maybe, once in a while some old rock or alternative...but really, if I wanted to listen to that, I could just listen to the regular radio station.

So usually I'm driving along in my car, writing down names of artists and songs I like. Yeah. Real safe.

Most of these artists I haven't heard of before, except this one. I don't listen to a lot of Ben Harper, but I really like this song. It's emo.



This next one I haven't heard of before, but she is on Jack Johnson's (with Mason Jennings) label. It just doesn't seem like that voice should be coming her.



José Gonzales. What do you say, I like it. I'm going to have to do some more digging on this guy.



I hate it when you find a song you really like, but you just can't get into any thing else they have. But such is the case with Emiliana Torrini. I'll keep trying though. With that voice, certainly there must be another song I like somewhere.



Nick

Greg Patillo could beat (box) your ass...

Nick

How about that health care plan???

Nah... how about some Chunky and Berkeley being best buds???  Most people probably think that Rottweilers eat little kitties, but Berkeley is living proof that they can co-exist.  He has lived with many dogs, Chunky being the latest.

On the other hand, Chunky does want to eat ducks (not shown to protect the innocent)...

Nick

I wanna move north and be a Canadian...

because they have better music, like Jenn Grant.



Nick

BOOM! CRASH! ASHTRAY!

One of the qualities of a good poker player is to be able to realize when your opponent is frustrated, and then use that frustration to crush them into little pieces.  Apparently that tactic is lost on Ford...

If there was a Ford commercial with nothing but Toyotas careening out of control, you can bet there would never be another one sold in this country every again.  Duh.

Nick

I gots culture...

Whenever people ask me what music I listen to, I tell them: everything.  And I mean it.  Like some Kirsten Jones.  The hot wife loves this song, so for her... (btw, the interview ends, and the song starts around the 3:00 minute mark)



Nick

Looks like someone has a stupid contest to win...

If anyone has followed this blog for some time, you know that one my problems with the modern day interweb is comments. For the most part I allow them on this blog, mainly because I just don't get many. I have had times where I haven't though and took endless flak for it.

Now, have you noticed that every website in interweb land allows comments? Online news is the worst. I specifically avoid some sites because I know I won't be able to avoid reading the comments... and they are all unbelievably stupid.

I read an article today on Obama's healthcare plan. Of course, I glanced at the comments to the article, because I'm dumb. One by imdum49652 said: "obamas not evn a us citazan!"

Ugh.

Were some of these idiots beaten as children? Do they have horrible home lives? Has society failed them?

Maybe I just don't want to face the fact that a sizeable chunk of our population is worthless. Maybe ignorance really is bliss.

If someone left a comment so stupid on my blog I'd have to kick my own ass for attracting an audience like that. I feel stupid just putting it on my blog. I fear this is going to get worse though and will eventually drive me from the interweb altogether.

Comments... Yuck...

Nick

Can you hear me now?

Don't tell me I can actually post on here from my new blackberry! I'm not quick enough with the key board to do much damage, but this could funky...

In the meantime, I'll probably have to commit an illegal act (or more likely resort to a life of illegal activities) but dammit I will own a pool. That doubles as a floor.

http://www.hydrofloors.be

Nick

Meet Chunky!

Have I told you about my lack of patience and impulsiveness?  In other words, when I get in my mind that I'm going to do something... I do it.  And quickly.  Well, recently we decided to get another dog.  And of course, since we're Rottweiler folk, we decided to find a Rottweiler.  So we got in touch with a few dog friends from way back when we were more involved in dogs... one thing led to another... some people we used to train with were looking to place a dog they had...

So meet Chunky!

 

Chunky comes from good lines, but has a very small white spot on his chest and a slightly not so good bite so he's neutered and can't be shown.  Oh well, not the end of the world.  We can still do obedience, tracking and of course he can still be our pet.  

We got him Saturday night and he's adjusting very well so far.  We REALLY like him.  A lot.

And once again... we're crazy dog people...

Nick

Are you high?

Maybe you've seen these before, but they make me feel all silly.

 

 

nick

You have to pay the troll toll, if you want to get drunk in Minnesota

 

Listen Minnesota, you whore...  THIS is NOT $27 worth of alcohol, I don't care how fancy you're fucking place is.

If anyone ever tells you they got drunk in Minnesota, they either have too much money or they're fucking liars.  And to think, I once said I loved Minnesota.  But I just can't tolerate over-priced alcohol, especially when I'm on vacation, I don't have to drive anywhere, and I don't have to worry about being responsible for a 3 year old child.

I think though, every time we travel I learn something...  When we went to Florida the first time, I learned that the sun is really fucking hot and it will indeed melt your skin off, after of course it turns it really red.  When we went to Iowa, I learned that O'Hare airport is not between Wisconsin and Iowa.  When we went to Texas I learned that Texas is a very long drive from Wisconsin.  When we went to New Orleans, I learned that you shouldn't go to New Orleans.  When we went to Georgia and Florida the second time, I learned that.... well, I didn't really learn much on that part of the trip.

But, I did learn this past weekend in Minnesota that JagerBombs are $37 a piece, even the cheapest and shittiest beer on the planet, Coors Light, is $4.75, and thus, getting drunk in a bar is a very.  bad.   idea.  If, of course, you like money and what not...

nick

You don't like zebras?

Clearly I have way too much to talk about, what, with the Tiger episode today, our trip to Minnesota this weekend, etc, etc, etc.  But I cannot resist this.  Let me break it down for you...

A school in Pennsylvania gives thousands of it's students free laptops.  With webcams.  That can be remotely activated so that the school can see what is in front of the laptop.  Wait...  What?

WHAT?

I know... schools... giving students laptops.  If you're like me, your school didn't give you shit when you were a kid.  Because, you know, they had budgets and what not... consisting of real money.   And, well, we didn't have laptops.  With webcams.  There was basically no web for their to be a cam for until I was probably 13 anyways, and even then, if you were there back then... you know the web just sucked.

But imagine being a teacher today, and you're sitting in your teacher lounge with other teachers, probably sniffing dry erase markers (do they even still have chalk boards?), and someone comes up with this idea...

"I know.."  (sniff, sniff)  "What if we gave everyone some tricked out laptop... with webcams... that we can activate remotely.... you know, just in case anyone steals it..."

"Wow Professor Shit For Fucking Brains, what a great idea!"

(sniff, sniff)  "Yeah!"

"Yeah..."

Yeah....

No teacher put their marker down, used their god given brain and said, "Wait, my head is doing something... it's telling me that might be such a great idea afterall.  Yup, it's saying that's a bad idea.  A bad, stupid idea..."

A laptop.  With a webcam.  That can be remotely activated.

Let's forget for a second that, you know, people go to pound me in the ass prison for spying on people without their knowledge and consent, nevermind they be CHILDREN...  Can you begin to comprehend what goes on in a teenagers bedroom?  With a laptop?  And a webcam?  I know what went on in my bedroom when I was a teenager, and I didn't have a laptop.  Or a webcam.  Or the web.

I'm guessing if someone had remote access to my bedroom when I was a teenager, I wouldn't just have been called into Vice Principal Shit For Brains office for "inappropriate behavior".  I probably would have been sent to away.  Far away.

What, like you never played with zebras when you were a teenager???

 

Good zebra...

nick

I'm normally asleep at these hours...

Did I ever tell you about the time we turned 30?  Well of course I didn't because that was when I was horribly neglecting this here blog.  But luckily we took a gazillion pictures of our awesome 20s style party, and since I'm not much for original thought tonight, I'll just post some.

 

We just know how to party, no matter what the year is...

nick

The power of positive thinking...

I want to redo a post from way back when because I seen another post on another blog that made me think of it.  But first I have to rework this hand in poker first because it sucks.  I hate it and I want to punch it in the face.

Last night I'm getting dwindled down in chips and every time I get a decent hand the guy to my right bets into me.  In this hand I pick up AJ and again he bets into me.  I call.  The flop is this:

 

Score.  So I think.  At this point I'm down to about half our starting stack so I push all-in with my flopped straight.  He calls and flips over his straight flush draw.  I could just see what was about to happen.  I knew at that point I just.  could.  not.  win.  And then the turn:

 

A useless 4c.  But despite being a clear favorite I still knew I wasn't going to win.  I'm sure I do win hands in this situation from time to time, but since you remember the losing hands more, so do I.

And.  then.  the.  fucking.  river....

 

Really?  I mean, seriously.  Really?

Eh... anyways, on with the post from yesteryear...

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Going t'California with an aching... in my heart...

Lulu* has a wonderful post describing 10 ways she would spend a winter in Wisconsin. Well, I've spent way too many of them here, so thought it would be fun to spend one in California... Let's begin.

1. It's beginning to look a lot like... a beach party!

2. Christmas shopping on Rodeo Drive. That's hot.

3. Suddenly, running around the block naked on New Year's Eve doesn't seem all that impressive... but I'd do it anyways.

4. Sex in front of a fire, but on the beach, instead of the living room. I guess just sex on the beach.

5. Mow the lawn in December. Literally and figuratively.

6. ring, ring... "Yeah, Nick (Lachey)? Yeah dude, I'm in California for the whole winter dude! Yeah, I know, rocks! What, you wanna go pick up some chicks in H-Wood? Cool dude, come pick me up!"

7. I hear they have, like, $20 martinis in California. I'm so gettin' wasted on those. And the walk home will be sooooo much nicer...

8. Californication. I'm not sure what that means, but if I ever get to California, I'm a be all about the Californication...

9. Luncheons with Arnold.

10. "Oh man, these riots are so much better in real life! Yeah, it dawned on me that I need new home furnishings too!"

mmmm, California, where all your dreams come true... and you don't have to shovel F$%&ING snow...

*or the artist formerly known as Lulu

nick