Steroids and Baseball

I am really starting to get sick of all this baseball steroids crap. Of course, you all know that I’m not a sports fan, especially baseball (Unless the Indians are in the running). Still, even though I spend zero percent of my life paying attention to the shit, I am well aware that all the players are on the juice. It’s not like it’s any revelation. It’s like these people didn’t have a clue. It’s like being amazed when you find out wrestling is fake. Duh.

The insulting part isn’t suggesting we couldn’t figure out they were all juicing. What I find insulting is the lying. “Hey, we have proof that you took steroids.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Hey! But, we have proof and stuff!”

“Nope.”

Oh, my fucking god, people. First off, it doesn’t matter. Drugs or not, it’s a game. It has no impact on our lives. It’s a waste of time. It’s like launching an investigation to see if the pilots from the Blue Angels drive fast on the freeway. I’m pretty sure that they do, but when it really comes down to it, it doesn’t matter.

Just stop bothering these people. If you’re so upset, stop watching the game. If you’re a player, and someone does ask… Tell the truth. Jeeze. It’s like I’m dealing with my kids here.

The New Hampshire Primary

There is either something wrong with me, or something wrong with the average American. If you look to the left, you’ll see the results of the New Hampshire Primary. Let’s start with the Republicans. My first choice over there is Ron Paul. That dude rocks ass. He’s all about limiting the power of the federal government. Hells, yeah! Ron Paul got a whopping 8%. It’s like a joke. Are the voters retarded? I don’t have much against McCain and shit, but he’s no Ron Paul. I’ve written on here about how much I respect McCain, but respect and $5 can get me a cup of coffee.

Now, for the tax-and-spenders. I have no idea where to start. They all make me sick for the most part. Still, if I had to pick one, it would be Dennis Kucinich. That dude is a pimp. He’s got a smoking hot wife, and I have yet to see anyone put him in his place. He’s the man. I’ll admit that Obama has charisma, but then again so did Hitler. Charisma gets votes, but it doesn’t lead a country. Richardson is a fucking retard. Just watch him in a debate and you’ll be sitting there wondering why the fuck he is there.

And this brings me to Clinton. I really do understand the paradox of a woman in power. If she is nice, people think she is weak. If she is assertive, people call her a bitch. With Hillary Clinton, I have no idea what we have, but she sure scares the fuck out of me.

I don’t really care who the fuck wins this election, as long as it’s not Hillary. Simple fact is that she would never be where she is if she hadn’t been married to Bill. Being married to a president doesn’t make your qualified to be president.

Go Bucks!

Go Buckeyes

Go Bucks!

I can’t believe I’m making two sports related posts in a row. It’s nuts. Anyway, today will be the first time I’ve been able to go out since my mother’s surgery. What can I say, I’ve been a good little son. As it turns out, tonight is the night to be going out, since the Buckeye’s are about to win a national championship tonight. Whheww! Go Bucks!

Why are British people so ugly?

The other day, I happened upon a picture of Princess Diana. I should be used to seeing her, since she is probably the most photographed person ever, but I don’t really think I had ever really looked at her. In the grand scheme of things, she really wasn’t all that good looking. Sure, she was pretty… but she wasn’t beautiful. I don’t mean to speak ill of the dead. She did many wonderful things in her life, and should be an example to rich, jobless beauties everywhere. For sure, she’s a hell of a lot better person than the number two most photographed person. (I’m looking at you, Paris. Get of your ass and do some good for the world.) But anyway, my point is that she wasn’t that hot.

We’re all aware of the stereotype that English people are fucked up looking. I mean, look at Prince Charles. They are known for being pale and having fucked up teeth. Sure, their accents are charming and all, but looks are pretty damn important. It’s no shocker that they would worship Di– She was the prettiest pebble in the pile. Still though, I never really bought into this belief. Sure, they had some fucked up looking people, but it isn’t fair to say that the majority of them are fucked up looking. Even given exhibit 1: Amy Winehouse.

Side story… My kids are in town, and I wanted to take them to see a movie (Some of you might remember the editorial I wrote based on when I took them to see Happy Feet). That Golden Compass movie looked pretty kid-friendly, but when I looked it up it was PG-13. This kind of shocked me, cause it looked a lot like the previews for The Chronicles of Narnia. Regardless, with all the drama I had this holiday I didn’t have time to get the kids to the movies. I did, however, realize that I hadn’t actually seen The Chronicles of Narnia, so I rented it from the internet. We watched it tonight, and I think I have changed my mind about British people. They are fucked up looking.

Since I always avoid posting pictures of minors on these porn-friendly sites, I don’t have any visual aids to assist me. Still, if you Google Chronicles of Narnia you’ll see exactly what I mean. I have only three possible solutions as to how those kids got the part:

1. The casting department is blind, and didn’t realize that the kids they hired are the ugliest ghosts in the world. They only hired on acting ability (which was pretty good) and just managed to luck out with the older kid being kinds good looking.

2. The director intentionally hired ass-ugly people to play in the movie so the characters would blend in more to the freakish characters in the flick.

3. Three-quarters of British people are ugly as sin and look like they’ve been locked in a basement for their entire lives. Therefore, it’s almost impossible to hire four attractive kids to star in your movie.

I’m really leaning toward the third option here.

No post today

Today I planned on kicking back and writing a spectacular article for you guys. I even had a pretty damn good premise, I was going to write about how ugly British people are. I figured that would generate some much needed hate mail, so I could spend the rest of the week posting them. I really have missed writing here, but life has been kicking me in the balls lately. So, I sat down on my couch, fired up my laptop, and tuned the TV to Family Guy. I always write to cartoons, usually Family Guy or Futurama. Anyway, I went to start writing, but first decided to check my email. Low and behold, my first email was from the editor of the Weekly Wipe, telling me that I was just short of missing my deadline for this weeks edition. Apparently, in the shit storm of my week, I had forgot that it was my turn to write the main article! What a kick in the balls.

Now, instead of having a couple of free hours to write an article for this site, I have 15 mins. Then I have to finish packing up my kids crap to send them back to their mother. I’d try to sneak in an extra hour, but they have to be at the airport early as shit in the morning. So, instead you’re getting this: A plug for the Weekly Wipe. Click here and subscribe to the mailing list. Sometime in the next couple of days, you’ll get the new edition in your inbox, with my awesome article on how ugly British people are. Otherwise, you’ll just have to wait until my life slows down long enough for me to shit something decent. Good luck on that happening…

[some] Nurses Suck

I’d like to say Thanks to everyone that emailed me in regards to my mother. They operated on her a couple of days ago, and this evening they let her come home. While we aren’t out of the woods yet, things are looking much better. The side of her head looks like Frankenstein where they sliced her up, but she is acting much more like normal. She isn’t allowed to do shit, including driving, for the next month, so my move to Florida may be slightly delayed. Ehh…. these things happen, and it could be much, much worse. If the worst that happens here is I don’t get to move as quickly as I wanted, I’ll be relieved.

I’m really too exhausted to rant right now. I’m irritated at hospitals, doctors, and most especially bitchy nurses. I mean, it’s your chosen profession… nobody made you clean up poopie and puke for a living. Sure, I respect the work you do, and I am grateful that you do it, but don’t be a fucking cunt while you are doing it. It life’s that bad, go ahead and kill yourself or get a new job or something. For God’s sake, don’t belittle a nice old lady who just had brain surgery for throwing up, when you are pumping drugs into her that you know will make her throw up. Bitch, she just had fucking brain surgery!

I suggest all you nurses out there download and listen to the Jimmy Buffet song “It’s my job,” written by the great Mac MacAnally. That, or kill yourself. For everyone else, Happy New Year!

Mom in the Hospital

Well, the holiday season hasn’t been quite as merry as I had hoped. That’s not saying much, since I’m really not a big fan of this time of year, and I expect just about nothing. I guess it’s saying a little bit when you have no expectations and your still let down. I tell you…

Christmas went swimmingly. I had diner with my parents, and nobody else. For me, that’s awesome. For the most part, I hate family. The day after, my mother and I went to the airport to pick up my kids. They live in another state with their mother, and I get them for only part of the holidays this year. Anyway, the whole day my mother was acting funny. Funny enough that I made her let me take her to the hospital.

Long story short, my mother is having some problems with her brain, and she is waiting for surgery. It’s been a hectic last couple of days, so I can’t make any promises about updating this place. I’m sorry, and I’ll be around here as much as I can.

Dead in the Dentist’s Chair

I was sitting around with my dad today, watching House. If I’m not drinking on Tuesday, (which is usually a drinking night for me) I try to watch that show with him. For starters, it’s a good fucking show. Second, my dad loves it. Finally, I don’t get to spend enough time with the old man. But anyway, it’s around the end of the show, and it’s a commercial. They start plugging the evening news, and lead with the headline, “Middle school principal dies in the dentist’s chair!

My father, God love him, yells. “Who cares?”

While I didn’t exactly agree with his reaction, I do have to admit I was kind of annoyed by it. The thought that someone died during a regular root canal freaks me out. It’s an interesting story, to be sure. What pissed me off is that they have to use the woman’s profession to sensationalize it. Isn’t the story interesting enough, regardless of what she does for a living? What difference does it make that she’s a principal?

The whole thing puts a value on a person’s life. Apparently, a principal dying in a dentist’s chair is sadder than a mechanic or street sweeper. I really hope that when I die, my memory isn’t reduced to how I made a living.

Done with School!

It is a time to motherfucking celebrate. I just finished my last motherfucking final of my undergraduate collegiate career. I guess I’m not technically a graduate yet, since I’m not holding my diploma… but I’m done with everything. Horray, bitches.

Anyway, I really feel like I should sit down and shit a good solid article, but again… I just finished my last final. How can I not go out and get absolutely shit-faced? Don’t think that I don’t feel bad about it. I do. Ehh… maybe if your lucky I’ll give you something special tomorrow. Cheers!

Ow, and enjoy this pic. I nearly pissed myself when I saw it. Imagine how their grand kids will feel when they see it:

Dorks kill people

Royce Clyde Zeigler II

Correlation and causation. It’s some pretty important shit, that most people don’t understand. Correlation is the degree which two events are connected. Causation is the relationship between the two, where one of the events only exists because of the other event. That is, one event causes the other one. Just because two events are correlated, doesn’t mean that there is causation. Still, for some fucking reason society keeps confusing correlation with causation.

Case in point. A study was done a long time ago that noticed that there was a very close correlation between sales of ice cream and violent crime. It seemed that whenever a city was in the middle of a crime spree, people bought more ice cream. Was it something to relax them from their fears that they might be a victim? Was there something in the ice cream that made people want to hurt each other? Nope. As it turns out, the connection between the two is the temperature outside. When it’s hotter outside, people but more ice cream. They also get hot and cranky and beat the shit out of each other. Go fucking figure. Correlation, without causation.

The same shit is happening today with phenomenon of Online Gamers. It is ending up that more and more of these nut bags who are shooting up places and killing their kids, are all players of World of Warcraft. So, obviously what are they assuming? Of course, they’re assuming that playing WoW causes you to kill people.

Once again, we have a causation error. World of Warcraft doesn’t make you kill people. Being a loser that is out of touch with reality makes you want to kill people. As it just so happens, losers that are out of touch with the world happen to be the same type of people that like WoW. The causation, is from them being dorks. Just look at this kid above. He’s the loser who killed “Baby Grace.” WoW didn’t do this to him. His parents did.

Please people, stop being dorks.