Day 147: What Did Batman Say To Robin

Holy Beads Batman! That Slut Showed Her Goodies For That Bag!

This backpack says "Ask me how I got in" in whiteout across it. What is this girl going to say if you ask her that?

Mardi Gras beads. You really don't want me to ask how you got in? Really? It's not that difficult to imagine a girl showing off mardi gras beads hanging from her bag will not show off her tatas to get into somewhere. I'm not judging mind you. I'm all for women showing off whatever they need to show off if they feel they can't get into a place. I think just about everyone would know how she got in. Cudos to you random girl for flashing what is most likely a large bouncer screwing with you in order to get you to do exactly what you did. The world needs more people like you. And by "the world" I mean me. Most likely in front of my house or something. With popcorn.

Day 145: Shakespeare's High School Poetry

writer's block but soon

Day 144: A Picture's Worth 1000 Words

working on it. difficutl without photoshop

Day 131: Shakespeare's High School Poetry

under contstruction but even sooner

Day 138: Shakespeare's High School Poetry

underconstruction but very soon

Day 153: Never Have I Ever... Been This Resourceful

My sister asked 40 minutes before a Halloween party if I wanted to come along with her, her husband and their son. I, of course, said yes so I rushed home and tried to make the most ghetto costume. Here are the results.

*Warning! Nerd Alert

Ghost From Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare 1 and 2

$3.99 later

Mind you, for some reason, I already owned a tactical Swat vest. I went to a random Halloween store for a mask. My head set which you can't really make out is from my xbox.

Day 152: Shakespeare's High School Poetry

under construction

Day 151: A Picture's Worth 1000 Words

under construction

Day 150: Stop. Focus. Click... Happy Halloween

wait for it

wait for it

let's roll

Day 149: Remember The Time... I Hate Blackberry

I ordered an iPhone last week. It's coming in tomorrow. To go with the major theme in my life of mistiming/good old fashioned bad luck, (see Monday's post about having to jump start my car) my blackberry has reset itself.

I was fooling around with it, and for some God awful reason, it froze while updating an app. Why I felt the need to upgrade an app the day before I was trade it in, I do not know. Maybe the little update arrow was annoying me, and maybe it was making my phone run a little bit slow. Whatever the case, I clicked download.

About 5 minutes later, the program froze, I took the battery out of my phone, and I got locked out of the device. I typed in the password once; fail. Twice; fail. I began typing the password very slowly and very carefully, but for some reason my Blackberry had changed my password. I never, ever had changed it.

11 failed attempts and 90 minutes on the phone with customer service later, my phone reset itself and I lost just about everything that was on it. Luckily I was smart enough to remove the sim card so I was at least able to save my pics, videos and some other small things. I had to redo my entire phone list via face book and email.

The irony is, my iPhone was coming in the next day and they were going transfer all my data. Again, ironically, what took most people I have spoken to 15 minutes to get their info transfered, took me 2 1/2 god damn hours. I told my hot friend who I was with when I had to "jump start" my car this, and she responds with "Only you." hahah Indeed hot friend, indeed.

Day 148: If I Ruled Liechtenstein...Professional Atheletes Would Act Professional

I honestly 80% of the time can't stand professional atheletes. They are some of the prissiest people with their expensive cars, huge manions, egos the size of something really big and salaries to match even for the low level players.

Ie. Latrell Sprewell, formerly from the Ny Knicks, had complained about his multi-million dollar salary not being large enough to feed his children. LeBron James was the highest endorsed player even before he laced his NBA shoes for the first time. If it's not for the money, and they care about is the ring, put down the hub cap sized bling, pick up the ball and play.

In Liechtenstein, professional athletes act professional. They are loyal to their fans first and to the sport which put them in the lime light. The players unions would work incredibly difficult to keep the season going, and teams would create a culture among their players that generates motivation to keep playing to satisfy the fan.