Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
I can't believe I missed their show in STL!
WHEN I START TO BREAK IT ON DOWN
by Erasure
Everybody seems to have their own point of view
In time my friend there'll be another
Everybody wants to tell me what I should do
But I don't know if I'll recover
What did I do? Did I deserve it?
Have I been careless with you baby?
What can I do to make it better?
When I start to break it all down
When I start to break it all down
It's becoming perfectly clear to me
If I make it through the whole night
Everything's gonna be alright
I'm sure that it's the way that it should be
And when I start to break it all down
When I start to break it all down
It's becoming perfectly clear to me
Seems that I have reached a point of consciousness
Where my love was real and yours was tender
There is nothing else I know we could've done
'Cause I believe in sweet surrender
What did I do? Did I deserve it?
Have I been careless with you baby?
What can I do to make it better?
When I start to break it all down
When I start to break it all down
It's becoming perfectly clear to me
If I make it through the whole night
Everything's gonna be alright
I'm sure that it's the way that it should be
And when I start to break it all down
When I start to break it all down
It's becoming perfectly clear to me
I said oh
When I start to break it down
When I start to break it down
When I start to break it down, down, down, down
Woah, woah, woah
If I make it through the whole night
Everything's gonna be alright
I'm sure that it's the way that it should be
And when I start to break it all down
When I start to break it all down
It's becoming perfectly clear to me
And when I start to break it all down
When I start to break it all down
It's becoming perfectly clear to me
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
SICK TO DEATH
I am sick to death of listening to Republican Politicians defend their
LACK OF COMPASSION FOR THEIR FELLOW HUMAN BEINGS
by extolling the virtues of
GREED
David<~~~~~~wishes the world could be more like an NPR broadcast!
Friday, September 30, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
The best thing for President Obama's Reelection...
...is the Tea Party!
I used to think that an independent Conservative candidate was the best thing that could happen to a Democratic run for office. Now I'm not so sure. It seems that they are seriously allowing their lunatic fringe to dictate the actions of the whole Republican Party. What a HOOT! I don't think candidate Michele Bachmann knows enough to shut her mouth when her head is underwater. They also have another unintelligent Texas Governor, "I ain't related to no MONKEY!" running for the Presidency. You get "anal lube and fecal matter" when you google candidate Rick Santorum. And to top it all off on National Television the Tea Party cheers the idea of allowing an uninsured comatose man to just die. I almost feel bad for my Republican friends...
I used to think that an independent Conservative candidate was the best thing that could happen to a Democratic run for office. Now I'm not so sure. It seems that they are seriously allowing their lunatic fringe to dictate the actions of the whole Republican Party. What a HOOT! I don't think candidate Michele Bachmann knows enough to shut her mouth when her head is underwater. They also have another unintelligent Texas Governor, "I ain't related to no MONKEY!" running for the Presidency. You get "anal lube and fecal matter" when you google candidate Rick Santorum. And to top it all off on National Television the Tea Party cheers the idea of allowing an uninsured comatose man to just die. I almost feel bad for my Republican friends...
(almost)
David<~~~~~~~~~~~~laughing at the stupid people in the Tea Party!
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Right Wing Nutjobs
I think it'd be funny if we gather up all the fringe groups, conspiracy theorists, and tinfoil hat lunatics into one room and let them gabber at each other.
Oh wait, CNN just did that...
Oh wait, CNN just did that...
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Sunday, September 4, 2011
The Barf Story
I'm been out of sorts for about a week now and I was "officially" sick yesterday and that is what this post is all about. I woke up very dizzy. Stand up and walk straight into a wall dizzy. It happened last week also and I just slept in till it decided to go away on it's own. I have been diagnosed with Vertigo (not just a cool comic book label) and have pills for it and everything. Yesterday sleeping in was not an option because I had to go help the girlfriend's sister move into her new "department" (as Tif's niece says). So I get up wobbly as hell and take a shower while holding onto the wall with two hands at all times (try that some day). Thinking my dizziness might be related to my diabetes I eat some yogurt and half an apple so I can take my meds without them tearing up my stomach. Get dressed all in record time. I even have time to run by the Post Office to pick up a registered letter someone sent me. So I hop in 'Deerslayer' and head to downtown Vally Park. On the way my stomach starts to act weird. I'm a mind over matter kind of a guy and think no problem, I can handle this. Turning down the street to the Post Office I start to worry that I might throw up.
I'd like to take a moment to let everyone know my personal vomit history. I rarely throw up. I don't drink alcohol and I'm rarely sick. When I am sick and I think I might have to throw up I can control the urge till I get to an appropriate place to throw up, like a bathroom toilet or in a pinch a sink. Never have I ever thrown up on myself or on anyone or anything that I later regretted. I'm a good vomiter...
It's not to bad at first. I kid myself that my stomach is just rumbling because it's hungry. Then I kid myself that my stomach is just rumbling because I'm still a little bit dizzy. As I turn into the Post Office I get one of those little lurches that let you know, barfing is in your immediate future. I know the names of both of my mail carriers at my apartment and have my favorite postal employees that wait on me in the Post Office. I KNOW ALL THEIR NAMES and opening the car door in their parking lot was never an option. It's OK, I can control this. v-minus-10 Lurch, a little vomit in my mouth. v-minus-9 I can handle this. v-minus-8 Lurch, more vomit in my mouth. v-minus-7 Seeking alternative solutions. v-minus-6 Spot Wendy's cup on the passenger floorboard. v-minus-5 SALVATION! v-minus-4 Dive for cup. v-minus-3 Rip off lid. v-minus-2 Check to see if anyone is watching my impending embarrassment, NO ONE - YAY! v-minus-1 Look down at cup to see that the lid is still on...WHAT? v-minus-0
I'd like to take a moment to let everyone know my personal vomit history. I rarely throw up. I don't drink alcohol and I'm rarely sick. When I am sick and I think I might have to throw up I can control the urge till I get to an appropriate place to throw up, like a bathroom toilet or in a pinch a sink. Never have I ever thrown up on myself or on anyone or anything that I later regretted. I'm a good vomiter...
It's not to bad at first. I kid myself that my stomach is just rumbling because it's hungry. Then I kid myself that my stomach is just rumbling because I'm still a little bit dizzy. As I turn into the Post Office I get one of those little lurches that let you know, barfing is in your immediate future. I know the names of both of my mail carriers at my apartment and have my favorite postal employees that wait on me in the Post Office. I KNOW ALL THEIR NAMES and opening the car door in their parking lot was never an option. It's OK, I can control this. v-minus-10 Lurch, a little vomit in my mouth. v-minus-9 I can handle this. v-minus-8 Lurch, more vomit in my mouth. v-minus-7 Seeking alternative solutions. v-minus-6 Spot Wendy's cup on the passenger floorboard. v-minus-5 SALVATION! v-minus-4 Dive for cup. v-minus-3 Rip off lid. v-minus-2 Check to see if anyone is watching my impending embarrassment, NO ONE - YAY! v-minus-1 Look down at cup to see that the lid is still on...WHAT? v-minus-0
ROCKET VOMIT
Here is a partial list of what was affected:
- My shirt
- My shorts
- My beard
- My glasses
- My hand
- The Wendy's cup
- The steering wheel
- The center console
- The gear shift
- The rear view mirror
- The windshield
- The air conditioning vent
- The radio
- The dashboard
- The passenger seat
- The passenger seat floorboard
- The passenger seat floorboard
- The passenger door
- The speaker face in the passenger door
- and a little bit on the ceiling
The good news? I only vomited once in my car. The other three time I managed to barf in the Wendy's cup. Side note: Holding a cup full of warm vomit is one of the Life Experiences that I could have happily lived without. So now I have liquid apple chucks sprayed all over the interior of my car. So I drive to Tif's 2nd job and confess my embarrassment. Then drive home and curl up on the couch all day long except when I sit up twice to eat the fried chicken and chili dogs Tif brings me to eat. She's a good girlfriend like that...
David<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~still a pretty good vomiter
Friday, August 26, 2011
I'm not sure which is worse...
That the majority of Advertisers assume
the Average American Consumer is stupid
OR
That they are probably right...
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
New Haircut!
...imagine a cross between a pompadour and a flat top...
(with a little 'Kid n Play' added in for good measure!)
DAVID<~~~~~~~~has a 'POPTOP'
(think double-wide Mohawk)
DAVID<~~~~~~~~has a 'POPTOP'
(think double-wide Mohawk)
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
new poem
lazy thoughts
While biking among the river giants.
I watch the dust dance in sunbeams.
A flash of yellow catches my eye.
A oriole swoops past the biketrail.
Leaves matted to the trail by dew.
Crunch as I ride over them up hill.
Geese sleep underneath the trees.
It's too hot to get all excited today.
Coasting downhill is my favorite.
The wind flows past my face.
And the air fills my lungs
I am alive and
happy
DAS
While biking among the river giants.
I watch the dust dance in sunbeams.
A flash of yellow catches my eye.
A oriole swoops past the biketrail.
Leaves matted to the trail by dew.
Crunch as I ride over them up hill.
Geese sleep underneath the trees.
It's too hot to get all excited today.
Coasting downhill is my favorite.
The wind flows past my face.
And the air fills my lungs
I am alive and
happy
DAS
Monday, August 1, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Hello Grant!
Yesterday Tiffany rode 3 miles with me on the Meramec Greenway, love that girl! This morning I got up early (100 degree days) and hit the Grants Trail for the first time. It's 8 miles long and I rode all the way to the end and then biked back to my car in 1 hour and 45 minutes...
1st Half of my ride: The Honeysuckle is intoxicatingly sweet!
2nd Half of my ride: The Honeysuckle is sickeningly sweet...
1st Half of my ride: Two people said "I love your bike!"
2nd Half of my ride: Nobody talks to you while biking...
1st Half of my ride: Love this old rusted Ironworks!
2nd Half of my ride: Already seen the old Ironworks...
1st Half of my ride: Goes by incredibly fast!
2nd Half of my ride: Goes by incredibly slow...
1st Half of my ride: My heart is singing!
2nd Half of my ride: My butt is complaining...
1st Half of my ride: I will definitely ride Grants Trail again!
2nd Half of my ride: I will definitely ride Grants Trail again...
THIS IS WHAT I LEARNED:
1st Half of my ride: Downhill baby!
2nd Half of my ride: All uphill dude...
1st Half of my ride: I feel like I'm 12 again!
2nd Half of my ride: I feel like I'm 45 years old...1st Half of my ride: The Honeysuckle is intoxicatingly sweet!
2nd Half of my ride: The Honeysuckle is sickeningly sweet...
1st Half of my ride: Two people said "I love your bike!"
2nd Half of my ride: Nobody talks to you while biking...
1st Half of my ride: Love this old rusted Ironworks!
2nd Half of my ride: Already seen the old Ironworks...
1st Half of my ride: Goes by incredibly fast!
2nd Half of my ride: Goes by incredibly slow...
1st Half of my ride: My heart is singing!
2nd Half of my ride: My butt is complaining...
1st Half of my ride: I will definitely ride Grants Trail again!
2nd Half of my ride: I will definitely ride Grants Trail again...
Friday, July 29, 2011
The second 9 miles is harder than the 1st...
Just got back from my second 9 mile ride on my new bike. Whew, it kicked my heiny. I got up earlier this morning but not as early as I planned. I messed up my alarm so I didn't get up at 5am to try biking in the dark (and at cooler temps.) I did get going before 7am so that was good. I love my new bike and I love riding. Just call me Rice Krispies...
snap krackle pop in the morning...
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Just got back from the 1st ride on my new bike...
And this is what I learned:
- It's been too long since my last bike ride :)
- Front Springer Fork performance is over rated
- I like watching the squadrons of dragonflies patrol the meadows next to the bike trail
- Your butt can actually file a Formal Protest with the Security Council of the United Nations
- People smile at you and say hello when you bike past them
- You have to wear workout clothes with wicking capabilities even at 7am
- Gatorade tastes good
- It's been too long since my last bike ride :(
- My new bike looks great
- I walk like an old man after a 9 mile bike ride
- My new bike rides good
- Even though you see the bug at the last second you can't stop from inhaling it
David<~~~~~~~~~~~~Biking fool!
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
"Glen Beck is a Rodeo Clown"
Glen Beck is an entertainer, author, and talk show host. He is NOT a political commentator. He says things to sell his books and increase his rating because that makes him more money. I don't believe he believes half of what he says. Through past experience he knows he makes more money when he riles up the Tea Baggers and Conspiracy Theorists. It's just about the money people...
Monday, July 25, 2011
Thought for the day...
"Some people are like Slinkies.
They're not really good for any-
thing but they sure bring a smile
to your face when you push them
down a flight of stairs."
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