I never thought I meant much

I was sitting in my little office, enjoying the music coming from my speakers when someone came up and asked me if I was the same person that she just read about in a local paper called Blank.
I had no idea what she was talking about, so she explained that someone wrote an article about how I helped give them their start in journalism.
I had to see this article!

She brought the paper down to me, and I read the article and immediately remembered who this was.

I had been covering the Knoxville Ice Bears home games for a local Seymour newspaper. It was 1st intermission and my brother and I were outside having a smoke. Someone came up to me and asked for a cigarette. I gave him one and he noticed my press pass hanging around my neck. We struck up a conversation about journalism and sports writing and then it was time to get back to the game. I asked him for his number, in case we ever needed some help at the paper and he gave it to me. I called him a few months later about helping out and he started to do some casual sports writing for us.

I eventually left the paper due to personal reasoning but continued to keep in contact with him for another year. I hadn't heard from him in ages until I read this article. This guy who gave out his number to someone who bummed him a cigarette has taken the oppurtunity given to him and ran with it all the way to his own paper.

There are some days when your past makes you proud. Today, I am the happiest man in Knoxville.

Now I am asking him for a job. :-P

Can I bitch for a few minutes?

So, Arnold Schwartzendumbass heard the complaints of some fags and lesboz and decided that the terms mother and father should become illegalized. Don't believe me? Here is a post from www.pressofatlanticcity.com

"The governor's handling of eight bills advocated by the gay rights lobby is also instructive. He vetoed their top priority, a measure to allow gay marriage, saying that a voter-imposed ban on same-sex unions could be overturned only by another vote of the people or by a court order. But he signed the seven other bills, including measures making it easier for domestic partners to change their names and file joint tax returns, and two measures aimed at fighting discrimination against gays and transgender individuals in government and schools.

One of those measures was the top veto target of a Christian conservative group, the Capitol Resource Institute, which claims that the bill could lead to a ban on the words "mom" and "dad" in school textbooks and give teenage boys who are unsure of their gender access to girls' locker rooms. The group is threatening to mount a referendum to place a measure on the ballot that would block the new law from taking effect."

DANIEL WEINTRAUB: Walking the line of mainstream California

I can just see it now. Some smart highschool kid pretending to be gay so he can shower with the girls, or vice versa.
This is borderline re-fucking-diculous.

Next topic. Changing the names of holidays just because some religious or non-religious nut job with nothing better to do suddenly becomes "offended" by these days. Halloween is offensive, let's change it to Black and Orange Festival! Christmas is tooooo christiany; how about Winterfest!
FUCK YOU!
America, home of the pussy, land of the crybaby. It's no wonder no one likes us. If you don't like Halloween, don't participate! Are the jews bitching about Christmas? NO
What happened to people saying that word? NO. No, I will not change something because it offends you, fuck off. No, we will not stop referring to parents as mother and father. I don't care if you have two dads, call them both your father.

This whole bathroom thing though.... I could go for that.

Where's the fucking golf shoes!

Halloween party tonight.
I shall be Hunter.
Mr. Thompson that is.
The hard part is deciding what to bring with me to drink.
Mary is bleaching her hair right now and the shit smells horrible.
I shaved my face clean and my chin feels naked, like that first time you shave your balls.
Went to the store and bought some wine, sangria, and amaretto. mmmmm
I like Amaretto.
I like wine too.
I like your mom the most though.

later.

Hello...what is this? candy!

I want beer.
I don't think I am going to the brewers jam though.
I can save that money for something else.
No reason to waste it on...beer...lots of beer....good beer.
Gah

More later.

Drinkin wiskey....

So, I went and saw possibly the best show in years. Packed it up and drove the whole 5 minute drive down to BlueCats and saw the son of a son-of-a-bitch, Hank III.
COUNTRY MUSIC?!!! wtf?

It was real country music. None of that pop crap you here on the damn radio stations.
The wife and I both went to the show and decided to stop at the bar first for a few pints.
Alcohol in the system we headed across the street and handed over our tickets, got stamped and wandered into the fray. Smoking bans just put into effect and I could actually breath AND see in Blue Cats.

All our friends (all two of them) were standing outside so we wandered over to them and began the light banter that friends partake in. Football, hockey, baseball talk was in full effect. Bears vs. Packers was just beginning and Hooligan had an internet ready phone. Go Bears.
We stood outside for the first band, not really interested. Hank came on and we wandered up to the balcony and began the fun. After I went and bought a drink for the wife and I, the show began.
Hank worked the crowd fully. Everyone was singing along, raising glasses and having a good time. After about an hour Hank shifted into hellbilly mode and that is when the real fun began. Watching people mosh from over head is a pretty unique experience. oh Bears only down 17-7... go Bears!

I'll stop boring you know. Assjack came on, we went downstairs and the drunk wife went and played in the pit. oh yeah... and the Bears won! 27-20. GO BEARS!

Great night, great music, good booze, good friends.... good god, something went good.