Happy Birthday!

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Happy Birthday to you Uncle Sly!

You know I just realized,
how you have influenced me with regards to my Rock music taste.
Influenced my desire for I.T. Technology,
and how I dealt with people, back in the day
when we used to work together.

I noticed that,
the only thing I haven’t gotten from you,
is your involvement with Wrestling.

I guess, I still can’t fathom the fact that it is rigged.

Plus I can’t think of a wrestling name for me.

How about T-Bone Gordo?

Happy Birthday, Sir!
All the best to you.

I am ready.

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Are you?

Season Finale in 1 hour!

Ate my dinner.
Did my chores.
Played with the child.

I am ready.

Nothing will make me leave my seat,
while this show is on.

Nothing.

Wait.
I better pee.

**A big thanks to Maita for the shirt.

An open letter to NBC

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First I would like to thank
Captain Daniel Alfredsson,
for the winning overtime goal.

Bring “The CUP” Home, Sirs.

Now,
my letter.

May 19, 2007

Dear NBC scheduling management.

Today was the National Hockey League,
Eastern Conference Final, between the Buffalo Sabres and the Ottawa Senators.

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Greys Final Seasonatomy

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I don’t normally write about the shows I watch on this site,
because from my long years of TV watching experience,
I have learned that every thing I say about anything,
has an equal and opposite criticism.

That’s why I try to keep my mouth shut.

Now if you have been following my writings,
you know that that previous statement is a lie.

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Jeopardy time again!

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Ty:
“I’ll take STORY OF MY LIFE for $400, Alex.”

Trebek:
“Answer:
The reason why the Senators lost game 4.”

(Ty presses the buzzer!)

Ty:
“What is:
Because I wanted them to win.”

Trebek:
“You are correct!
You never get what you want.
You’ll never get what you want!
Life hates you!
Bwahahahaa!!
Mwwaahahhahaa!!!!”

Trebek is “Da Debil.”

And “Da Debil” is my best friend.

Happy Mother’s Day

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Here’s a sappy, sentimental song I played,
perfect for Mother’s day.

Because I am in serious need of a Mother’s love and care.
Especially now that I am three days into this South Beach Diet.

You Made Me Live Again
by Janet Basco



Mobile Player here:

Click here for Lyrics

I need to be taken care of, since this diet will be the death of me.
After three days of not being able to eat what I want,
I am seriously becoming delusional.

Now I remember the reason why I don’t do diets.
They make me want to kill myself.

Or that guy who invented this crap.
I would like to murdelize the bastard!

I’m just kidding.
I do not really want to kill him.
I wouldn’t really do that.

Maybe just force him to whistle,
while I am pinching his nipples.

Check out the other songs under CHORUS.

Who’s my team?

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Game 2 tonight.
Eastern Conference Final.

Who’s my team?

Click here.

I stayed up past midnight
listening to the game on the internet,
after 2 overtimes,
with a sweet 4-3 win, against the Sabres.

Sowwweeeet!

Good thing they won,
because I am not in a very good mood.

Either it’s my new diet,
or this schizophrenia kicking in.

No matter.
My team won, and that puts a smile on my face.
(Okay. Maybe there was no smile.)

**I’m terribly sorry about those pictures.
I had to show something that says “I’m a big Sens fan.”
but the only thing it showed is that “I have a big head.”

South Beach

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Earlier this week,
I went to see this guy who calls himself a Doctor,
who works by the Hospital clinic near where I work.

I had to see him regarding some health issues.
(Mine. Not his.)

Apparently,
his professional diagnosis is
for me to be on this South Beach Diet.

Well, first I thought he wanted me to do this
because I am fat and ugly,
but he actually had a pretty interesting reason behind it.

I think I should concur with him,
even though his medical degree,
is no match for my Masters
in Engineering, Psychology
Philosophy and Gynecology.

So, anyway.

We’ll see how am I going to go through
with this Diet based on the beaches of the south.

Day one
starts NOW!

After I eat this ADOBO!