seems this day is way over hyped; you notice how people in general take this as the one day a year to show their special someone just how non special they are by only doing something nice on this day, instead of being great all year round?

its almost like some marketing genius (asshole) figured they could make a ton of money by dedicating this day to save people a lot of time and effort and wrap up a full year of love into one day or several if its a weekend.  this way, if you neglect your duties to buy flowers, candy, a blow up doll, a card, whatever it may be on feb. 14th, suddenly you find yourself single and alone - much like me.

im not saddened by this, no, more relieved if anything.  just gives me hope that one day i’ll be able to find someone who understands things the same way i do.  no, this isn’t a cop out that i don’t want to spend money on someone or what have you; just that i get really angry when people rub it in my face that they got SO much shit from their significant other to show how much they’re loved.  as if i care, you’ll probably end up dumped with crabs within a week.  if one day is all it takes to show love or affection or end a fight, etc. then maybe its all a waste.

yeah, i’m pretty bitter.

though, lately my weeks have been occupied by smith, an awesome girl from van city all star that harasses me with funny jokes and limericks and stories that are pretty great.  she gets me, we’re on the same page.  this is kind of an air high five/props to all that.

and yes, she was/is my valentine.  i didn’t get her shit.  i know, i know - im a jackass.  or is it really that im so clever i can simply show how i care any day of the week, or all of them?  what counts more, i’m not sure, but i wouldn’t mind finding out.

i spent the feb. 14th weekend in Grand Bend with my buddies mike and dandy, and needless to say it rocked my face off.  there was no vagina around, but i think thats what made it fun.  there was no stress about what to do or how to act, there was just lots of gas, food and randy jokes.  i was very happy with everything.  big ups to parkhouse, your wings have no equal.

also, since i’ve gotten started, why is everyone making such an issue about this steroids shit with a-rod and all the other players?  congress is involved and they are doing supreme court hearings and such.  seems like a sad day for everyone.

really, lets examine this using MY logic.

first off, all these guys that have been caught using steroids have a tarnished rep, their stats count for nothing, they are ridiculed and made to look like a bad guy.  i get it, steroids are illegal, but so are a lot of other things, far more threatening.  who have these guys hurt?  only themselves really.  fans feel cheated, but fans mostly suck anyways, they change with the days, one day cheering for their team, the next booing them or a player if they aren’t producing to the fans high standards.  fuck off.  as if these people could do any better!

look at josh hamilton, a former heroin junkie who has since cleaned up his act to become a pretty decent baseball player.  he’s looked at as a role model.  this is pretty sad.  heroin is far worse than steroids.  yeah, they’re both illegal, but steroids doesn’t just affect the person taking it, it affects their familes and friends who have to deal with their shit and pay their rehab bills and support them even though they’re a waste of time.  i know it doesn’t help make you a better baseball player, but how much extra distance do roids give a player hitting the ball?  it doesn’t give them better hand eye coordination, it doesn’t make them a faster runner, or a better thrower.  it helps them stay focused longer and heal from injuries quicker.  shame on them for trying to stay healthy to help their team get ahead.  how many people have wanted that?

now its suddenly a huge deal.

this is the end of my rant, and yeah, i know roids are cheating and lame, i just wanted to make a big deal of it for nothing.  a-rod and his buddies rafael palmeiro (my childhood hero) and big mac are assholes who lied to congress and deceived fans everywhere with their shit.  i hope none of them make the hall of fame.  oh, tack on barry bonds, and that clown roger clemens.  what the fuck is misremembering?  you make millions and still can’t read or speak properly.  i hate you.

time to watch escape from L.A.  nothing kurt russell does is impressive, but this movie has solid gun fights and shitty acting. makes for a good evening.

adios.

well im pretty jacked right now.  so far this years month to celebrate all that is me has gotten off to a GREAT start.

first it started with a nice introductory fist fight with my quebec counterpart GSP putting that little hawaiian scrapper BJ Penn into a hurt locker.  then they had an event so epic and amazing they called it the SUPER BOWL.  nothing can compare to this, and yes, my fellow african american mike tomlin was the winning coach.

this is no coincidence, all of this is meant to happen.  first came me, then obama, now tomlin?  crazy how we’re only on day 2 and already this is by far the best month in the history of the calendar.  it just occured to me why febtober has the fewest amount of days; clearly its because the earth would explode if it had to deal with a full regular month of amazing feats and things.  this way, it is all over and done with sooner rather than later, but the effects are everlasting and can be witnessed for weeks afterwards - like armageddon with that guy who tries to kill and asteroid with a gun.

im already fairly drained emotionally and physically from these past few days, im not sure if i can last another 4 weeks.

hell, i even made a telling and dramatic confession earlier just to get things off to a good start, there’s no tap dancing into this month, its all about kicking the door down and announcing your presence like you would if you had just gotten someone pregnant, especially if you’re proud of it. (FACT: doesn’t happen often).

so there it is, a month to celebrate culture, awesome, and things that incorporate both.  keep up the good work.

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