Me And These Dreamin' Eyes Of Mine

So I woke up at 9 this morning. And like a good student I headed down to Boca for class. Yea, yea, yea...laugh it up. I forgot there was no damn school today! And none of my roll dogs called me to go out last night so I could wake up with a proper spring-break-monday hangover. Grr.

It was too cold to really do anything in the morn. And it's kind of hard to find something to do now. I got caught up on all of my dvr'd shows. And I finished the book I was reading (The Pursuit Of Happyness). I'm probably going to make this week a productive one and read a bit more. Next up, The Power Of Now by Eckhart Tolle.

Have fun. Keep it OG.

Kellie Pickler Summoning Her Inner Dolly Parton

America didn't pick Pickler the first time around. Maybe she can change some minds now that she has humongous boobs. Seacrest asked if she bought anything "new" after her record contract. She said shoes. He shot back, "just shoes?" Not bad Ryan.

In case you never saw her before. Here's when we first saw her:



After a little Beverly Hills adjustment:


*Update - After further review, she might be wearing an industrial strength push-up bra stuffed to the max.

The Grossest Woman In Palm Beach County... In My Car!

Chicks do some weird things. I was giving some people a ride home (two cousins, guy-girl) that I had just met. The girl was sitting up front chitty-chatting with me while the guy was in the back on the phone most of the time. They seemed normal and actually pretty pleasant.

Then the girl turned to me asked me some normal question like "where do you go to school" and took her pointer finger and lifted it towards her face. I thought, "No way!" There is no damn way this girl gonna do what I think she's gonna do.

She reaches into her nose. Digs so deep that it lifts her nostrils. Did like a scooping motion. I almost started gag. I swear I almost hit the truck in front of me. Then she did like that finger rubbing thing flicking her nasty ass shit on my floor! I kind of pressed on the brake a little bit like, "Okay, the rides over creepos!" I started thinking, "How does the grossest girl in Palm Beach County end up in MY CAR!" My mind was still trying to process what was going on, and she just looked at me like, "Well, what school do you go to buddy?" Sadly, I don't think she got the message. She was probably thinking, "Maybe he doesn't like talking about school." lol

Anyways, the guy gave me her number. He whispered, "She doesn't have a boyfriend."
Gee...I wonder why.

On TV

Or should I say off tv. The O.C. series finale aired last Thursday. The show actually wasn't half bad when it was believable. After homegirl died off it did go to crap though.

American Idol is still huffing and puffing along. The show has seen it's better days. That dumbass Chris Pedro could've been hot if he would've just sang that song that he auditioned with. He KILLED it. Everyone would've loved it. But now he's packing his bags with his tail between his legs. AGAIN. Idiot.

There was a Grey's rerun so I checked out the new show "Are You Smarter Than A Fifth Grader?" Ehh, it's iight. I'm always down for a good trivia show, but it's pretty gay. It basically exploits the dumb crap that means nothing that you forgot about since grade school. Like, "What's the largest type of bear?" C'mon, seriously? That's just a stupid question--not hard or easy, just a corny ass question.

Speaking of "C'mon," oh yea, I miss Arrested Development. I should grab some clips for you, and we'll try to remember when tv was funny.

Great Gob antics


And everyone's favorite family practitioner, Dr. Wordsmith

Tyra Banned!

Santa Monica public buses have banned an ad promoting the new season of America's Next Top Model. Those opposed to it claim the show is disrespectful to women. I called in my own complaint. I told them Next Top Model is disrespectful to television programming.

Quick Movie Review: Reno 911 Miami - F

The ads said, "It's Borat With A Badge!" Well, damn, thats a big mustache to fill. I had to at least give it a chance. And I love Reno 911.

So how pissed was I when the movie not only didn't deliver the goods, it didn't even show up at all! Terrible.

Reno 911 is a smart show. Not that you'd be able to tell from the brainless garbage that was on the big screen. It looks like they got the plane tickets to Miami, got the equipment and crew, and forgot the damn script!

Yeah I know most of what they do on the show is improvised. But they are well planned! The only thing that's improvised is the dialogue.

The worst grade I've ever given, and it really saddens me as a fan. Wasted talent; wasted opportunity. F

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Better Now

I found a way around the connection problem. I use my neighbor's wireless network when I need to check my myspace or log onto blogger. Great sucess!

Illegally yours, Pierre.

How about some 'Most Viewed' Youtube clips:

First Britney Rehab Song. It's only like 20 sec, but its good.


Kat Mcphee getting felt up by Tyra. And I'm not talking about a shy grab--she molests her!

Out Of Order

I've been meaning to add a few posts but haven't been able to sign on at home. Blogger.com doesn't work. Nor does Yahoo Mail or Myspace.

I made the mistake of letting Paul Wall mess with my router settings. He says his grubby fingers didn't do anything wrong. Yea, Paul!? Then why can't I CHECK MY DAMN MYSPACE ASSHOLE! How am I supposed to know when one of my buddy's sends me a glitter comment wishing me a happy humpday with the picture of a chicken humping a duck!?

Anyways, I'll try to fix it. But for now I'll be doing remote posts only from school or Whole Foods in Gardens.

If anyone knows how to troubleshoot router access, send me a message. More specifically I need to know how to alter my settings to enable firewall protection and third-party server access. I already tried to disable the DMZ profile but it didn't work.

Planet BS

There's a lot of bullshit out there. So I want to help you navigate through the mire in a post I call Planet BS.

I got a short one for you today. You here all the time about big auto firms cutting 10,000 jobs. Or the airliners laying off 15,000.

Sounds pretty bad doesn't it. That's until you study a little bit about human resources and realize that that many people didn't lose their jobs.

In HR terms, when a job is cut that means the position is eliminated. For example, let's say GM had in their minds to hire 5,000 people to fill a call center and they only ended up hiring 2,500. If 2,500 seemed to be enough they would cut 2,500 jobs.

We would here in the paper that 2,500 jobs were cut. But no one lost their job. They just aren't going to hire any more people.

Now there are situations where people are actually losing their jobs, but the numbers you see are always mixed together.

As usual the news media isn't lying, they're just being sneaky bastards to get people all riled up. But you're too smart for that. Good day.

Hershey To Slash 1,500 jobs
Chrysler To Cut 13,000 jobs
Airbus Job Cuts

Tequila Sunrise No More

I read an article last night that said most CEO's wake-up before 6:30. full article And the average time for those he interviewed was 5:30!

So I'm gonna try it out for the next week or two. Today I got up at 5:30 and I was pretty productive. I figured I would disintegrate into the etherby subjecting my body to such a ridiculous feat.

And to think, in high-school you got to be at school at 7:30am five days a week. You think that kind of repitition would turn into a great habit. But as any college kid will tell you, hell no it doesn't stick. I got up at 6:30am for four years and on my first day of freedom I woke up at noon and haven't looked back.

Of course, laziness isn't sustainable living. So here's to being the early-bird again.

Wait, does this mean no more Flip Night at Jumby Bay? (Angel Pierre) Yes! But I'm so lucky with the quarters. Tails every time, baby!