And now, performing live.

I forgot to mention.

(Okay, I didn’t really forget.
I just didn’t remember to tell you.)

I am going to see Eric Johnson tonight.
He’s playing in Jax Beach, FL.

I’ll be enjoying this one again I am sure.

Savouring his music.
Enjoying his famous guitar tone.
Screaming like a little girl.

I hope this time, I get to have his autograph.
And maybe a picture.

And a hug.

Whom Do You Trust? “Part 2”

Who do you trust?

Not Me.

Well first,
let me tell you,
that today in the U.K.,
two dozen individuals were arrested,
suspected of plotting terror attacks in the U.S.

So the country is on high alert.
And everybody is in a very tense mood.

So I went to work today,
and as my usual routine,
I always put my food in the fridge,
before I clock in.

But, as I open the fridge door,
the security alarm blared louder than a fire truck siren.
Blasting my eardrums like I was in a KISS concert.

Apparently, I was the first one there,
and I triggered the alarm.

And I was not given any codes to disarm the freakin’ thing.

Geetooth Cryth!

I didn’t know if I was going to run,
or just stay where I was and not move.

I had to make a decision.

I left.

Probably not the best decision,
but my ears were hurting.

Although, my brother suggested I should have stayed
and dropped to my knees, like I was praying.
I didn’t think that was a good idea either,
but he said, he just wanted to see me on the news.

Anyway.
Luckily, there were a couple of my co-workers
down at the parking lot.

I told them, I triggered the alarm,
and I didn’t have a code.
They were very nice, and disarmed it
and told me not to worry.

But here comes the law.
The county sheriffs came to check the place out.
And for some reason,
as they walk around the office,
they seem to know it was me who did it.

They were looking at me,
like, I stole their morning breakfast.

They were not happy.
Plus given the fact that the country is on high red alert,
I didn’t think they were in any mood to check out false alarms.

What a way to start the day.
It feels like I have been officially initiated.

Although I must say,
I was not trying to impress the boss by showing up early.
I am not the “eager beaver” guy who couldn’t wait to start the work day.

I just want my food to stay fresh,
and my yogurt not to melt.

In conclusion,
There are only two things that got stuck in my brain today.

First,
I can’t be trusted.

And second,
I owe those cops some donuts.

Whom do you trust?

The Government.

So I was reading up on
the process on how to renew my passport online.

Then I came about this friendly reminder from the Canadian Government,
about this new “WHTI.”
The Western Hemisphere Travel Initiative.

Stating that, all travelers will require a passport to enter/re-enter
the United States, by way of air or sea.
And this includes Canadians too.

Currently, Canadians only need to present proof of citizenship,
or a photo ID, such as a Driver’s License or a Blockbusters card.

Not anymore.
Everyone must show their passport documents.

Well, this is good news, since you can never be too safe
with regards to terrorists trying to enter the American realm.

And then,

I also came about this article from CBC —> click here.

And of course I am sure you didn’t read that.
So, I’ll sum it up for you.

Apparently,
there will be exemptions to this new rule that the U.S. is trying to initiate.

It states that travelers who enter by means of ferries or a private watercraft,
are exempt from this new law. Because “this is a particular form of transportation, they do not want to interfere with.”

(Brilliant!)

So in conclusion.

There are two things I have learned from all of this.

Lesson learned number 1.
Terrorists never use ferries or private watercrafts,
and prefers to show valid identification documents.

(Whew!)

Lesson learned number 2.
We should always trust the government.
How they govern you and
how they tackle each and every issue this country faces.

They want what’s best for you.
They are like your typical car salesman.
They never lie.
They are your friends

Listen to them.

//end sarcasm here
//prays that no FBI/CIA knocks on my door

Five Questions – Lasts, Firsts.

This was supposed to be written yesterday for Friday Five.
But I was at work and too lazy too tired to do anything else at home.

So I give you these questions today.
After all, you know what they say,

“Better late than pregnant than never.”

1.) What was the last new song you discovered?

–“We all dream of Love,” by Paul Gilbert.
From the Space Ship One album.
One of the bazillion songs I am trying to learn.

2.) What was the last new dish you tasted?

–Since I live in Florida now, it’s customary for me to try these Alligator tails (Gator tails).
They are quite good.
Tastes like chicken and pork at the same time.
With a little hint of sourness in the end.
I guess it depends what the alligator ate before they murdered it.

3.) Where was the last place you visited for the first time?

–I wish I can say some exotic, far away place,
that would make you jealous with envy.
But what really comes to mind right now,
is the NorthEast wing of our building at work.
I haven’t been there before and I got lost trying to find my way back
and ended up in the fire escape stairwell.
(Hey, the sign said Exit, and that’s what I wanted to do.)

4.) Who was the last new person you met?

–A lot of people, actually. I just started a new job.
And everyone has been very nice, so far.

But I must say, that there is this one guy, a big guy.
Probably a sumo wrestler.
Whom I believe is one of the maintenance people in our building.
Always says “Hey Man, what’s up?” to me,
every time I go to the cafeteria soda pop machine, right by the payphones and restrooms.
He is starting to freak me out.
This wouldn’t really bother me, but he looks at me like I am his lunch or something.
He can probably smell the gator tails I have consumed.

5.) What was the last new toy you played with?

–A brand spanking new, out of the box,
Sun Solaris Server V40z. at work.

Up to four dual-core AMD Opteron processors
Up to 32 GB of registered DDR1/333 SDRAM or DDR1/400 SDRAM
System has 16 DIMM slots (four per processor); DDR1/333 or DDR1/400 ECC registered DIMMs (128-bit plus ECC databus).
Up to six hot-swap Ultra320 SCSI disks

Then I installed Windows Server 2003 on it, and played Solitaire!
Man did those cards ever fly!

I guess you should know by now,
I am a geek.
And a loser.

Hey, you think these Friday Five questions are easy?
Me and my Fellow Friday Fivers Team,
pull out our hairs just to be able to answer them.

And judging by looking at my exposed scalp,

I win!

Feed me, Seymour!

One dilemma about having to go to work
would be “food.”

What am I gonna have for lunch?

Sure, I could go out of the office,
drive a couple of miles,
just to get stuck in traffic
and wait at long lines at the fast food drive-thru.

But I only have an hour for lunch
and I am not going to make it back on time.

Plus, spending a good $5 – $6 dollars everyday
is not on my budget plan.

So, I bring in the ultimate solution for quick fill nourishments.

TV Dinners!

And today, I have the “Hungry Man – Salisbury Steak” meal.

A pound of sweet succulent cow meat,
with mushroom and onion gravy,
mashed potatoes,
green beans and carrots for veggies,
and a side of brownie,
all packed in one delicious serving.

Yummy!

Although, there should be a disclaimer on these
so called “fill-you-up-tv-dinners.”
Especially with this “Hungry Man” feast.

They are not very filling!
It didn’t even hit the spot.
In fact, not even close at all.

I am still hungry!

I really am!

My God! I have problems.

Curse you, my overactive appetite!

No Updates?

What is the deal with this guy?
How come he has not updated this site in a while?
What a freakin’ “Lazy Ass” this guy is!

Well, the “Lazy Ass” guy has some news for you!
This guy who owns this website is now “Employed.”

Yes Sir!
I have found myself a job.
The rumour of me being whipped is now over.

But, even though I will be very busy,
I will still continue to write stuff and play music for this site.
And also for your reading pleasure.

That is of course,
I am assuming that people who come across this site
actually care.

Okay, I know you don’t really care,
But I am sure as soon as you see where I work,
You’ll think highly of me.
So I took a picture of the office so I can show you.

Click here –> The Office

See?
Now you realize how cool I am huh?
You start to feel like giving me gifts.
Or a trophy.
Or an iPod.
Or a punch in the face.

So anyway,
If there are no updates to this site,
you know I am doing overtime at The Office.
Working it really hard.

I Give Up

I came upon this catchy tune about three weeks ago,
And it is still churning in my head!

My friend Nikki calls it,
“Last Song Syndrome.”

I call it,
“Somebody get a gun and shoot me.”

So, since I am a caring person,
I would happily share with you this agony.

Now, if you want to hear it too,
just remember, you’ve been warned.

(more…)

World Cup Finals!

Victory battle in an hour!


**

France versus Italy.

It all comes down to this.
The game starts in an hour,
so that means, I have enough time to start cooking lunch,
and make my infamous Caldereta.

And when I say infamous,
I mean it’s so good, it should be illegal.
As a matter of fact it’s almost poison.

I’ll be eating that while enjoying the Championship Match.

Man, I have never been this excited since
I saw that show where Matt Lauer interviewed a Cow.
(Wait! I might be wrong on that one.)

**Photo from FIFA World Cup site.

***update:
Italy wins.
My Caldereta sucks!

New Song Added – Guitar Man

Guitar Man
by Bread



Mobile Player here:

I remember the first time I heard this song,
I was in my room, contemplating the meaning of life,
conjugating verbs, solving math problems
and understanding the universe,
I said to my self,
“Wow, this song is pretty cool.
I would give anything and sell my soul
to become a real Guitar Man.”

Following my dream of becoming a real musician.
Being able to play music, as long as you please.
From one place to another,
24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 4 weeks a month, 12 months a year,
365 days, 52 weeks,
525,600 minutes.

I don’t really know where I was going with that.

What I am trying to say was,
now that I am older,
I realized that
I am glad I didn’t sell my soul for musical talent.

I would rather have a gorgeous body and chiseled good looks.

Screw talent!
Beautiful people can get away with anything
and get whatever they want.

That’s the lesson for today.

I have no clue what I am saying here.
I am an ass.
And a loser.

Are you still reading this?
Why are you still reading this?