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the simple dude or as i, and many affectionately call him SD, is one year old today.

well, i mean it is his one year bloggerversary! stop by and say hi.

Jewels at according to jewels is also celebrating... she is my monica on my evil twin site, so stop by and wish her a happy as well.

i am sure a toast and some dom perignon are in order as well, so bring those by my blog and we will ride together...

yeah..

seriously...

in my limo!

yeah!

seriously!

TRENDING NOOOOO!!!!TRENDING NOOOO!!!

1.     Tara Reid (Got married…dumbass)

2.     LeAnn Rimes (modeling swimwear?)

3.     Madoff dumped (Mrs. Dumps Bernie…shocking!)

4.     Hilary Duff (preggers)

5.     Low interest rates (money is cheap when no one is spending)

6.     Sherri Shepherd (Got married…dumbass)

7.     William Shatner (tweets…who cares)

8.     Shell oil spill (shell oil…sucks…end of days, man)

9.     Android smartphones (if they were so smart, why would they need us?)

10.  Jim Tressel (sack of shit made over 21 million while cheating his way thru the big ten)

on the MFFT Monday menu today...

peanut butter and banana on swirled rye.

how to make this?

jeb-bus...

if i have to tell you how to make this, then there are some really big issues in your life....

c'mon, it is peanut butter with banana slices on swirled rye bread...

pretty self explanatory...

anywhat!

i saw this post at Mynx-y's site 

which prompted me to comment this...

...........well, a lot more than just this, but....

"do not mourn for me, for i will not know, but drink with me one last time, as i would surely do for you!

celebrate life!" 

warning: this is not a happy post. tomorrow will be better. tUcKeR has his post almost ready.

I went to my 30th year High School Reunion last Saturday night. I saw many people that I did not recognize. We have changed. I have changed. Surprising that we have.

Time has passed.

Some people have changed very little. Older yes. Wiser mebbe, but still very similar, as if time has weathered them less than others. 

Imagine that? 

I also saw many people I did recognize. I may be getting a bit daft...I had to read name tags more this year than previous years.

However, I saw smiles long forgotten and heard laughter long missed. I toyed with the idea of not going. Of not wishing to rehash the past, or deal with the present.

I decided to go, anyway. 

I am not sorry.

I did what I do.

I drank a bit. Told some tales. Showed pics of my puppy. Talked a ton of shit! For the most part, I left my health out of it. I felt pretty good. And really, who needs the burden of my problems. We were there to celebrate life and accomplishment. Not to share war stories. Not to cry in our beer. 

It was a good evening.

I forgot my issues for as much as I could.

I also found that many more people read my blog than I knew. That made me happy.  

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Thru all of this, the day was bittersweet. I have changed. I take a lot less for granted now. I know my life is finite. There is no expiration date for me yet, I know. But the clock ticks louder now. I no longer feel invincible. Time is my Kryptonite.

As it is for all of us.

The ticktock never fades, it is always in the background some days louder than others. Today it is screaming at me. I have been better. For sure. If you are gonna play your gonna pay. Life just turns out that way...

Some classmates have passed on. And some did not show. While I cherish the classmates I did see, the ones absent hit me the hardest. I know this may be the last time I see many of these people. And the ones I did not see I may never see again.

Cancer, in any form, changes you. For me, It is not about rates of survival. It is not about being cured. It is not about remission or treatment. It is about the intrusion into my bubble. I will never think of my health the same as I did BC...

I know I am getting older. I know I still feel like crap. I may not live to see my 35th reunion. I hope I do. I drank with many familiar faces. I toasted them In my head, knowing we may never see each other again.

Each day we deal with the Kryptonite.

Take a bit of time today to celebrate life. Toast your family, your friends, and your bloggerer pals.

None of us know when our path will reach its end. Each day is a commodity that cannot be priced.

So grab  a cup, glass, or bottle and raise your imbibment of choice!

I drink not to mourn your loss, but to celebrate the time our paths crossed, where we walked together, and shared a laugh. I drink to not your loss but your contribution to my life! For those moments I am truly blessed!


Cheers!

(we will be back to our regular scheduled funsanity tomorrow)
Just Another Day In Paradise
Just Another Dog In Puppydise

so yeah....

i have a lot to be thankful for.

BUT NOT THIS STUFF!!!

TRENDING NOOOOO!!!!TRENDING NOOOOOO!!!

1.     Dianna Agron (dyes her hair pink…fucking wow!)

2.     Renee Zellweger (my latest stalker)

3.     Jani Lane (dead)

4.     Miranda Cosgrove (twisted ankle)

5.     Charla Nash (new face)

6.     Vampire bat death (get ready for the vampire appocalypse)

7.     Left Handers day (lefties get their rights!)

8.     Medicare (all gone, thanks to the rich fucks that run our country)

9.     Dennis Rodman (dyes his hair pink, fucking WOW)

10.  Schizophrenia (is on the rise…I blame mcdonalds)

mostly it is good to be alive.

none of us know when the final bell will toll, but some of us have a shorter run than others...what the fuck ever...

live in the moment.

for those of you that are new here, and i see there are a couple new faces, this blog has no real direction...me and the puppy just roll with the flow and punch with the go or something like that.

i seem to forget a lot lately...

short term memory?

what is that???

take care of the shit that is laying around...and believe me i have a lot of shit laying around....

mind you i am not a hoarder, or anything...i just have a lot of stuff.
shit.
possessions...
junk...
crap...
trashures...

whatever...i am the king of digression...

cuz i forget a lot...did i tell you that?

you know short term and all that?

yeah...that...

what were we talking about?

oh and don't blame the booze..it is 5 o'clock some where...

why the fuck is it i can get a 3 dollar cup of coffee from WhoreBucks, or the ilk, at 9 am and that is okay?

but i stop by the local craft brewery at 9 am...and get a 3 dollar beer and that is a problem?

fuck that!

okay, the door was locked, i get that.

the cops get that...

i just wanted a beer. i left the 4 bucks on the bar (yeah tip included)

but caffeine is bad for you!

and for realz? the jackasaurus that serves me that expensive cuppa steaming 3 dollar crap is called a barrista? (sp? who cares)

c'mon!!!!

they are a coffee server, the damn machine does all the work...and for any of you that want to give me crap about not knowing what i am talking about i served 'cino's and 'spresso's for nearly a year, as a part-time job. it is glorified monkey work...

well...
it is!

any machine that costs more than the person operating makes in  a year and can fit in the trunk of a Jetta is definitely the big daddy in that equation...

Jus' Sayin'

and tipping them?
why does everyone think they should get a tip?

and then it is just a jar. filled with ones.

sitting there.

but if i sit on the street corner and play a song with my guitar  and have a bucket, that is not acceptable?

if i hand you an EMPTY cup that you will fill with coffee and cream and sugar accordingly, and you are supposed to tip me?

is is just me?

am i crazy?

don't answer that


so any who what where...

tUcKeR and I have been working on some blog material, and will have a new blog soon, hopefully i can get him to be done by Tuesday but you can't tell that puppy anything.

playin, sleepin, chewin, fishin, more sleepin, some barkin....working like a dog?

yeah riiiiight...

ahhhhnnnhyway....

awhile back i made an award called the brass balls award.

orig pic source

it has been so long that i cannot remmeber what the fucking rules are or anything...whatever...read the link and you can find out all that crazy shit...i do know that i am the only one to award it, cuz i am all ego and shit like that...

life is short, so i do not have time to do all the work for you!

Drake Sigar for this post

Oil field trash for this post

oily won so the award goes to him....

yeah it was a while back...

hey i have shit going on, okay?

BTW-he recently got 300 followers as well!!!

so stop by both these ballsy guys and give them a tasty comment!
you will not be sorry!

Just Another Day In Paradise!
Just another Dog In Puppydise!
copyright 2010 JADIP...adnasueam blah blah blah...
SMALL LEGAL PRINT...

hey you!

so like yeah...

look for something from us soon...

illness be damned i have a blogggin' dog!

oh and guess what.....
















wait for it....

















wait for it.....
























chicken butt....

yeah i am that lame...
just another day in paradise
just another dog in puppydise

2sDaY with tUcKeR 7 28

TRENDING NO!!!!!TRENDING NO!!!!!!

1.     John Wayne  (STILL DEAD)

2.     Megan Fox (hot, but way too bitchy)

3.     Charlie Sheen (poor bastard)

4.     Jennifer Aniston (new tattoo…I- HEART- B­-R-U-C-E)

5.     Pope tweet (FUCKIN KIDDING, RIGHT?)

6.     Rachel Weisz (secret marriage to ????)

7.     Amanda Knox (knoxed up?)

8.     Smartphone stocks (plummet as new dumb phone technology hits the market)

9.     NFL lockout (thank fucking GOD for NHL)

10.  Casey Anthony (guilty!)

i am tucker.

i am a puppy...

superpuppy! 

world dogmanator!

I

hi ya
everyone!
misseded me?
i misseded
youz guyz!

i know i have been gone for a while, but i am a very busy puppy! daddy is not still feeling well, but we have been fishin a lot!

we spend a lot of time casting, but not a lot of time catching!

me and daddy...
fishin!

a super beautiful sunset!

me watching my pole!
i think i got a hit!

a super beautiful sunrise!

i sometimes control the trolling motor!
sometimes i just stare at the lake!

after a long fishin trip...
i take a nap!

congrats to the boston bruins fans...
next year the cup comes back to
HOCKEYTOWN!
GOOO WINGS!

here's to le bong james

 In honor of the self appointed king of the Not Buying Atrophy this year Miami Heat... (Le Bong James does not win again!)

fuck yeah!

here is the post i wrote after he signed with the Heat. it turns out that you cannot just buy  a trophy, i guess...   


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It has been hot lately and humid. That is much better than snow. I can always take off a few more clothes…fighting visual, aren’t ya? Thank god I still have a few blue Speedos floating around the underwear drawer…Hazy, lazy days of summer sure beat the cold, calculating, cutting air of Michigan winter…It is not the heat…

    
I hate when someone tells me it’s at least it’s a dry heat  as well. Oh, the stupidity! Hot is hot, cold is cold. Humidity is evil, but hey this is Michigan, wait five minutes the weather will change. Oh well, it is Nothing But Athing…

    
I pulled the cover from the grill around noon yesterday to have an impromptu BBQ and Roxy threw the cushions on the chairs, and said, “Well, I don’t have to worry about it raining.” Yes, you would think that statement was accurate. Not so much... I was out there fifteen minutes later grabbing the cushions in a torrential 5 minute squall. Oh no! maybe I will be Not Bar-be-queuing Anything…. Then it was sunny again…Okay, that was a bit more than 5 minutes but you get my point…

    
When we were young we did not have central air. We did not have even a window rattler. We had fans. They blew the hot air around in an effort to help the heat go away. It didn’t work. You were simply dealing with hot air blowing around. Maybe that is why SO MANY people of our generation are so full of hot air. I do not remember the first time I heard, It’s not the heat, it’s the humidity.” Nothing But A long time ago.

    
I read a lot of comic books when I was young and in one of these comics I saw an ad for a book that could help those of us that were not living in the hoity toity subdivisions near my neighborhood, like Princeton Estates where central air was probably more common. I sent away for manual called something like Nordic BTU Assimilation, Thermodynamics and Michigan summer.

    
The book was not as cool as my secret decoder ring, and from what I remember it talked mostly about this new fangled idea called Central Air. My father believed that color TV was the devil and he could see color in the B&W console we had, so the chance of us getting central air was almost as good as LeBron staying in Cleveland finding a dinosaur skeleton in my sand box.

   
The best way to beat the heat is to beat the stupidity. Shut the windows on the sunny side of the house early in the day and close the drapes to keep the heat out. Then draw in the cooler air on the shady side of the house. Central air is not needed, but it is sure really COOL!!! There are other secrets but I am holding back a few, just try this one first. Or get central air. It will help when the hot air of the Opinionflashers start spewing the *facts.*

    
The last week in sports saw the most ridiculous occurrence in my recollection. I blame this media circus for the swing in local temperature. We could blame global warming global climate shift. We could also blame the Russians as I am sure they have a weather machine, which is not covered in any of the disarmament treaties that have been signed since the cold war. I know think they use it to f with our American Chi...

   
If you do not know what I am talking about, you have been mercifully free of the ravages of stupidity know as The LeBron LeBong James, (lbj) signing. As most of you know, he is the self appointed KING of the NBA Nothing But Arrogance. This  IS the ONLY STORY in sports. For some reason, unlike all the real good sports, NBA free agency starts like three decades before anyone can sign to a new team. Not only is this a mind-bendingly dumb idea, it causes the sportsheads to look for no other valuable things to report.

   
This causes the entire  world of sportsheads, for three millenniums, to focus on where the f- is lbj going to land. The ludicrosity of it all is the inane banter and the constant complaining by the sportsheads about how this story won’t go away. Opinionflash! It does if you stop talking about it. Just like Eldrick. I would rather hear about his dalliances than ONE MORE word about lbj…Jus’ sayin’

   
 Free agency starts……then……wait for it…..wait for it..........something like.... eight days..... later the bums can find their Donald Trump lotto deals. Other sports free agency starts and SO DOES SIGNING…What a great idea!!! Then we can talk about the signings, not speculate on the one big dumb idiot and where he is going to sign his deal.

    
Needless to say, after about three nanoseconds of the Hugeicrite pontificating on where and why lbj is gonna do this or that, my brain started to leak and I tuned into a country station and we all know how much I like county music (actually the guys found) a suitable replacement in oldies and classics. I actually heard One Tin Soldier” and I was not the person singing it! Praise God!

    
So lbj is “taking his talents to South Beach.” Looks like the Heat are a shoe- in for the NBA crown next Year. But you really gotta axe yourself, “Who cares?” The NBA No Body Around. It is filled with stupidity, like all sports, but not for me anymore. I’m taking my talents to every sport but the NBA. No Big Audience. I may start watching golf…and the World Cup of Soccer…When does that start?....... bruce you idiot it is over ...BTW Spain won..…

    
The NBA season competes with the NHL season. And since NHL is easier, for some reason, for me to type, it is my favorite sport. Well, not really that reason, HOCKEY ROCKS!!! The best sport is Hockey, because there are No Hop-head Losers…

    
The days go by and each show I listen to brings in another sportsbrainiac that *knows* what lbj is gonna do…WHO F-ING CARES? I have to find another station....Dammit!! However, lbj, the supreme ego maniac that he is, decided to have an HOUR long special on his decision. He is just a Nother Big Asshole.

   
By the time he decided, even if you liked basketball, you would say to yourself who cares…He is not coming to any team but one, so the fans of the other teams, like 98% of the forty or fifty idiots that still care about the NBA ’Nother Bad Attitude do not like his decision. If we want to stop the spiraling madness of pro sports some day we are going to have to stop watching.

    
The good thing for me is I will stop watching the NBA No Big Absence. The unmitigated gall by which he chose to *tell the world* his decision is what is wrong with sports. Opinionflash! No Athlete
is bigger than the game. It is too bad that lbj thinks he is….oh the stupidity…

    
Hey lbj how many championships have you won? ZERO… How many times have you acted unsportsmanlike like? AT LEAST ONCE Too many to count. Then why are you the king? YOU ARE NOT!! So, buh-bye, loser I hope you never win a championship, but if you do, it will not matter to me, as I will never see you play again…as if he cares...

    
And of course there was all the hype and lead up to what is probably the worst day in Cleveland sports history. Maybe not the worst, the day Art Model moved the Browns to Baltimore after Irsay moved the Colts to Indianapolis is bad. Well, there was also Elway and the Drive…Makes me glad I am a Michigan sports guy, we only have the Lions to break our hearts, and the Ohioans have all the aforementioned and the Blue Jackets…bummer dude…

    
The NBA No Brainiacs Allowed, gave us Latrell Spreewell who years ago spit on his coach and some how he still finished his career, without being banned from the sport. It is only spit, but it is a larger picture deal. The abject lack of respect is appalling. Hey, try this-on Monday, go to work and spit on your boss, when they tell you what to do. See how long you keep your job.

    
They also gave us the more recent Gilbert Areanas gun debacle. The NBA, No Brain Attached found out that Gilbert thought it would be okay at bring his arsenal and put it in his locker. Hey, they were unloaded, so give the guy a break. He did get suspended for the rest of the season. However, if you or I do something that ridonkulous, we would probably be at filling out some new applications and maybe even looking at a stay at the old Graybar Hotel…

    
lbj took his talents to Miami, and they paid him a pile of cash. He thinks he will win it all. I do not blame the Miami Heat. The NBA Never Be Appealing is like other sports but on some kind of egostroidammoth scale has allowed this kind of shenanigans to occur. They have allowed the inmates to run the asylum. This is the kind of stupidity that looses the casual fan, and does not grow the sport.

     
And now the Miami Heat has the *trifecta* Wade, Bosh and lbj. Who f-ing cares. If you are going to watch the NBA Never Bout Anyone but me, good luck. I will take my talents to the fishing channel in the absence of hockey. I will take my talents to watch NASCAR…

    
It is summer. It is slow for all sports but baseball. It has been hot lately. Ya gotta find a way to beat the Heat. I started by eliminating the hot air from sports shows talking about lbj. The Heat scored the prize. I do not blame the Heat. It is not the Heat, it’s the stupidity...

Just another day in paradise