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Thursday, September 23, 2010

The crumbling infrastructure of America. Er I mean the American intellect…

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     I see some pretty stupid stuff on my daily driving exploits. I see a lot of bridges in disrepair, a lot of pot holes, and occasionally when it is not sunny but I decide to wear my HD Wrap-around sunglasses with the x-ray feature on full tilt I can also see the disparaging decay of our neglected underground infrastructure. …I also like garlic…*buy stock in garlic now*
     I have yet to figure out how to use these x-ray spec superpowers for good, like say, checking out hotties’ undergarments. When I figure this out, I will let you know…
     Anyway, with this feature on this most awesome set of glasses, I can see the potable water and raw sewage mixing together making potable sewage offspring…like Absopure and Dasani…seriously, paying a dollar (or more) for something that comes out of the tap for free. Yeah, tap water may have been in someone’s toilet two days ago, but that’s why we have sewage treatment plants…and Britta water filters...*buy stock in Britta now*
     A coupe of days ago I saw another crumbling intellect beauty.  a pure gem...With my mental imaging device and my mind-melding USB cable I mind melded this picture to the blog…




      I thought the yellow line turn lane was meant to have vehicles enter ALL THE WAY INTO IT and turn…I know it is mostly used to merge into traffic when making a left hand turn, like on 28th street but it is ACTUALLY meant for making left hand turns…or so I thought…Mebbe not…I don’t know…intellect..crumbling..can’t...make…sense…
     I do not know what, where, or who to place the blame for the Crumbling Intellect of America (or CIA). I have some ideas, but they are all kinda fuzzy logic right now. I am leaning toward the lack of garlic the typical American diet. I have yet to see McD’s come out with garlic infused Angus burger. I had thought by now they would have at least a deep-fried garlic clove or at least a garlic-flavored shake. I bet Wendy’s is the first on the garlic bandwagon…just a hunch… *buy Wendy’s stock now*
     McD’s did come up with the Shamrock Shake. I would think the braintrust that could make that disgusting combination of green beer and ice cream would deliver us from the evil of no garlic fast food…BTW…I do not like the shamrock shake flavor but I do like both ice cream and beer, but not green beer…
     The only explanation is vampirism. Vampires are running things at all levels of everything. To be correct bad vampires. The good ones can and do eat garlic. They can also be photographed. And see their reflection in the mirror. And all the girl good vampires are as hot as Kate Beckinsale. Or not…whatever…
It is a full moon so I guess it could be Lycans as well...mebbe, but I doubt it…
     Yup! Vampires are sucking the life out of everything. They are destroying the world. They are everywhere and all that and a slice of toast… I know there could be another reason for the CIA, but let’s not over think things. Let’s be simplistic, and very tea-partyish. Let’s just go with the first completely stupid, unfounded, improvable, illogical thing and run with it…hence *the world is a vampire*…or I mean the world is run by vampires…BAD ONES…
     We do not need to go any farther with this blog, but why stop here. There are plenty of CIA examples. And the vampires do not want me to disclose these things… since I am not one to follow instructions, and have authority issues already; I will forge ahead…besides I have more stuff to say...
     Any commercial that makes you question the mental age of the ad company exec’s that okayed some of this tripe is a fine example. Most of these ridstupidous commercials are not beer commercials. Beer commercials are 99% good. Although, Michelob and Lowenbrau, and most times Coors commercials are just bad. When I feel the crumbling of my intellect after listening to or watching a bad commercial I feel vampired…*buy stock in Lowenbrau not…er I mean now…*
    I love the crumbling intellect involved in a four-way stop. I wave people thru a lot of the time. If they do not know the person to the right has the right of way (I know this depends on the time of arrival an all that but let’s not get all technical and stuff) I love f-ing with their chee… Sometimes I Bogart (Norman suggested bog art which I read at first as Bong Art…I have a suspicion that Norman the speel-chjeckler used to be a stoner) their right-of-way. If they are too stupid to know the four-way rules of engagement, f them…
BTW…Hooterville er I mean Hudsonville is the worst city at the four way stop…
but then all Cadillac’s have auto pilot don’t they?
*buy stock in Cadillac now*
     While driving the other day with my friend Aaron, he mentioned that a cell phone should have a death ray feature. (I think that is the word he used, but I am not sure so I will run with it anyway, cuz that’s how I roll!) I agree. That would make sense. That would make a cell phone REALLY smrt…it would have helped immensely with all non-drivers of the crumbling intellect variety. And it may help with the population explosion. The drawback is that sooner or later I would be a victim of this technology. Oh well, live by the cell-phone death ray; die by the cell-phone death ray. *buy any techno stock now*
     Ok so if you are a pedestrian you have the right-of-way. Kinda…but not if you are crossing out side of the crosswalk. Then you are fair game. Then you are a bumper blemish. Albeit a low point value but fair game none-the-less. I have noticed that more and more high-school age (and younger) kids seem to be oblivious of this rule... The next one that flips me off while crossing fifty yards from the nearest crosswalk of in front me will become a hood ornament. I will also back over them for good measure… Jus’ Sayin…crumbling intellect…
     My friend Jim got a ticket for failure to alight, while riding his bike on the side walk. Well, actually he was riding thru an intersection coming off a side walk and into an intersection, and as he rode thru, he was struck by a car. He died…KIDDING! But he did almost miss ManCave Thursday which is a fate worse than death. And he got the ticket. If that is not crumbling intellect, I am afraid to find out what is. Whatever happened to the “Last Clear Chance” motif?
     Remember when you could go to Denny’s and drink coffee all night and it was only 75 cents? For a bottomless cup! Now people wait in line for ten minutes or more at a WhoreBucks to get ONE cup for $3.00 and up. And it is not any better than the “cheap stuff” at Denny’s…there is a serious crumbling intellect when it comes to coffee. *Sell all your shares of WhoreBucks now*
    And why can’t Customer Service people count back change? Try giving them $1.37 for something that costs 87 cents. Just once. And watch the look on their face…it is good for a laugh…you can almost see their crumbling intellect slipping out their ears…
     I also want to know why the CSR’s *bank tellers* cannot go in the safe every morning and roll around in the money. That may change their attitude a bit. I know it would change mine. It just sounds like a lot of fun.
Tangent alert tangent alert tangent alert (a new feature!!!)
And why would anyone not think affordable healthcare for the masses is not a good thing? We pay for indigent care irrelevant of the fact that we have a good policy or a crappy one…or even none at all…the tax dollars hard at work…
I have a high deductible and not so great insurance plan, but it is insurance all the same. I am thankful for the coverage. The cost of healthcare would drop if it were not for all the freebies for indigent care. Or mebbe I am suffering from crumbling intellect.
For a moment I forgot that insurance companies are the devil, run by vampires and will not lose money…the premium you pay does not get used for paying losses, only a small portion of it goes toward the risk pool. It just makes sense that if you stop a leak, (read fewer freebies) there is more water in the bucket and the same applies to a big pool of money (read: risk pool).
Alert over…
     Look around you. The crumbling intellect is everywhere. I saw a post on FB from one of my friends mentioning to a CSR at a grocery store (remember when they called them cashiers?) that they were going to Gettysburg. The CSR replied that she did not really know where that was but it sounded familiar. Screams of crumbling intellect…
     I may be a *good* vampire, sucking the life out of this life, living every moment like it could be my last, giving my all in every facet of my everyday existence, yeah Riiight ...well mostly I am…but that does not mean I don’t like garlic. I love garlic. It is proven to give you stinky pits, but it is brain food. I cannot prove the brain food thingy because I do not have interweb right now to do any research, but I know it to be true. Every time I have garlic I feel smrter…Garlic may help stem the tide of crumbling intellect in the USA. And rid us of the bad vampires that are ruining the world…


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Monday, September 20, 2010

I could be pissed…

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     Yesterday I found a million dollars. It was interesting that only four not many of my friends on FB responded…granted it was a hook, and I was just lobbing out the mustard so to speak, but I really thought I would get more responses…now that I am a millionaire….well not really… I have not found the whole million, but I am sure that there is a million in change on the ground right now…I just have to find it. I could be pissed…but I am not…
         When I got a new couch (and an awesome TV) from my friend Marci, so it was really used but new to me, I call it the Jenga couch because it can be stacked in a bunch of different ways. (loving the long run on sentences, now that i turned of norman's wordiness function) Some of these ways even make it user friendly. BTW it the nicest couch I have ever owned. I do not know what that says about me, but it says that Marci has good taste in furniture. I checked it for change, but there was none. I could be pissed…but I am not…
     My ideal idea for furniture around the ManCaveTV is four or six individual recliners…and to be correct NO f-ing love seat recliners...cuddling is not to be done while watching sports...sorry,well not really, if i offended anyone...in the MancCave, we have a leather couch set I have never been a fan of leather until I got this set it was used as well. More used (read: worn out) than the one I got from Marci. I am doing my part to recycle. If only in the furniture realm. actually i love the single stream recycling thingy as well...i am not sure how much trash gets inadvertantly tossed in the RecycBins, but hey i am trying...I checked this for change as well…none there either…again...i could be...well, you know...  
    The other night I left the windows open in my truck. And I parked outside of the garage. It rained. I awoke to the sound of the gentle tap, tap, tapping (read: huricane force winds and loud thunder) of rain on the window. I ran outside because I just then remembered I left the windows down in my truck and forgot to shut them before bed. Big oops…i could be pissed…but i am not...I guess it is better than waking up from the dream of the deathride.
     Recently I have had dreams that are weird. And the deathride dream is very unsettling. The setting is an amusment park. I believe that I was with some highschool friends, but then agian it was a dream, so it is still kinda foggy... We wait in line and then get to the ride. The Carnival Barker describes the ride as the last ride you will ever take...I was all set to go on the ride and then thought, “Nah, I will pass, the end of this ride is death.” For a brief moment, in the dream, I contemplated the idea of hanging out on the ride just to see what is on the other side. I awoke with a start and just a tad bit disemboweled…no, that is not right…uh, disenchanted…nope…dismayed…closer…distressed… I have heard if you die in a dream you die in life… I am not sure this is true, but I do not want to test it.
     Should distressed mean not stressed, like dislike…the English language has so many rules…at one point i even contemplated being an English teacher...my students would be sooooo f-ed up... I could be pissed…
     The weather turned colder quite suddenly, and I am not ready for this…I am ready for Indian Summer…and one more shot at running the AC. I know I can run the AC in this weather, but that is kinda stupid… I am just not ready for cold rainy days and that other four letter word…starts with s, ends in w…YOU KNOW what I am talking about…
     Tucker is growing fast and he will soon be going to kindergarten. I am going to put his Yzerman Sweater on him and drop him off at the nearest school…I am serious…the dog needs to learn!!!…he could be a doctor some day… doesn’t every parent want their kid to be a doctor? He will not be a puppy forever…I could be pissed…
     It will be snowing in 3 months, unless we do something about it now. I think it is time for a candle light vigil to ask the weather gods to make it hella cold in Florida and 70ish all winter long here. It may just be easier for me to move down there for the winter I know, but I am thinking of my friends that live here in the frozen tundra of west Michigan. Just think about it we still have a bit of time…I could be pissed…but I am not…
     It took over a year to get my truck fixed and I was not at fault. I know I have mentioned this before, but insurance companies bite, suck and blow…jus’ sayin’…I could be pissed…
     So today I had to drive a minivan. I know major soccer mom points and all, but I am not a minivan type of guy…I may be a VW buss type of guy… but hey a loaner minivan beats walking or riding a bike. I could be pissed…
     I am a creature of routine. My chee (I know this is not speeled right, but that is okay, my blog my rules…Norman is having fits, but stuff it Norman) gets throttled and I get all weirded out and stuff. I am just OCD enough to have many more bad episodes in a day when my stuff is strew about. I am just like a dog, in that respect. I like routine…I like the day to proceed in the order in which I determined it to proceed. I felt really lost without my truck today…I could be pissed…
    However, one routine that I do not like is taking prescriptions. I may have to take a prescription for the rest of my life to solve my condition. (not serious so do not panic or ask) IDK.....I do know I hate routines that are didctated to me. And I do not like someone telling me what to do..."take 1/2 hour after the same meal everyday" riiight...i could be pissed...
     One time years ago when I was just starting my business I took a couple of jobs as a waiter to help pay the bills. I had two vehicles and neither one was running, so I had to ride a bike to both jobs one day. It is hard to keep a cigarette lit when riding a bike…I could be pissed…but I was not…riding home in the rain really sucked, but the crown and coke at home was a just reward. Then I got pissed in the other way…BTW…riding a bike with a hangover from overserved pissed is not fun…not in the least…not at all…
     I went fishing this weekend. Only four times, though. Tucker went with me three times. My son went once. He even caught a fish…not Tucker, my son...We had fun. I did not catch a single fish…it is bad when they are jumping all around you and you cannot get a fish in the boat. On top of getting skunked 4 times, the throttle actuator plate snapped. just so you know, that is not a good thing..
    When the throttle actuator thingy gets discombobulated, it makes for a long ride to the dock. The motor ran great, but without the actuator thingy it would not accelerate…I did not even know what one was until last night when I found out on the interwebthingy. The part is only eleven dollars plus shipping…it could be worse…I could be pissed…
     We can all find things to be pissed about, but if you think really hard about it, the majority of life’s traumas are created into bigger issues than they need to be. I am not saying that I do not get pissed, but I have learned to let it go much more than I used to.
    Life is full of ups and downs. While I am sure that I will find the million in change on the ground some day, I know it may only be in small increments. Still and all, as I find it,I know the rest is out there waiting for me to become a millionaire.

There are only two ways to go thru life; pissed all the time or just let it go. I could be pissed…but I am not…