Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Welcome to a Real Team

Could we still compete without Johnny Damon? Of course. Does it make the Yanks better? You betcha. But the best part about stealing Damon away from the Red Sox is the heartache and misery it inflicted on their fans. I've always said a Red Sox loss was as good as a Yankee win, and in this case we got both. This is not the first time the Bronx Bombers have stolen away a Red Sox player. Has anyone heard of Babe Ruth? But did you ever notice that players don't move in the opposite direction? That's because once a Yankee, always a Yankee. The pinstripes become a part of you like your own skin. And true Yankees can't sell out their organization, their fans, and their pride by defecting to the rival. That's why the Red Sox can't touch the Yanks when it comes to greatness. Johnny, welcome to New York. You'll look good in pinstripes, with a haircut and a shave, of course.

If you've got one of these, you can wipe your ass with it now. Posted by Picasa

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Big Sky Resort

I continued my biweekly "Get The Hell Outta Great Falls Tour" last weekend by heading south to Big Sky Ski Resort. I had been there once before 2 years ago, but I was a beginning snowboarder then so I didn't get to experience the mountain to the extent that I did this time. It was a great time, with good boarding, good friends, good food, and maybe most importantly, good drinking. And all for a very reasonable price. I imbibed a little too much on Saturday night, but once I woke up, popped 400mg of Advil, hit the phenomenal breakfast buffet, then headed out into that fresh mountain air, I was as good as new. I went to the bowl, but chickened out and didn't go to the lone peak. Maybe next time. If things go as planned, there will be another stop on the tour next week.

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Remembering Dime

One year ago this week, some crazed, cowardly piece of shit decided to storm a stage in Ohio and take down possibly the greatest metal guitarist ever. "Dimebag" Darrell Abbott, famed former Pantera axe man, was shot and killed while doing what he loved with his new band, Damage Plan. While never having met the man, everything I've heard speaks nothing but great things of him. This was a guy who loved music, loved to party, and didn't have an enemy in the world. I consider myself fortunate to have seen Pantera in concert 5 times, and they were awesome each time. Pantera's music and Dime's riffs were musical influences for me and motivation that helped me through college. Thanks, Dime. R.I.P.

Down a few cold ones for Dimebag this weekend. Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Go Play Outside!

I recently read an article in the local paper about "gamers," these dorks that play video games online for ridiculous amounts of time each day. I was floored to read that some of these tools play for 14+ hours a day. Are you kidding me? How can anyone be that unproductive in a single day? And the pictures were priceless as well. One fat bastard had no neck, 30 chins, and looked like he couldn't even get out of his chair without assistance. No wonder America is full of fat slobs. I'll see you pricks in the pharmacy in a couple years when you all have diabetes and heart failure.

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Sunday, December 04, 2005

You're A MySpace Whore

You know, MySpace is a pretty cool site to meet some people and network and get the word out about my band. But there are way too many people who try to use it as a free dating service. They fancy up their page with so many colors you can't even read it, then they stock their picture section with glamour shots that make even the disgusting look do-able. And to top it off, the site is filled with meat heads and cockblockers. I mean if you look at some of the comments on the girls' pages, it's all dudes kissing ass trying to get laid. I'm thinking of posing as a hot chick to lead guys along, agree to meet them, then stuff a hot fire poker up their asses. I'll take some pictures.

Pop that collar so you can be a real faggot. Posted by Picasa