Ok I now know what comedians go through in their lives. I was being my same ole funny self only on the outside of this attrocious base when someone says "Come in here." Indicating some strange club. So I go in and right away the girl their says "who do you know?" So I answer Aria Giovanni, so she reiterates the question only asking whom do I know from that club. So then I realize she is a 'juicy girl' who only want me to pay her for sex. I instantly went PacMan when he gets busted by ghosts. I'm sorry I dont pay for sex.

Thank my parents for that, in a weird way. They both have been married for 33 years and NEVER cheated on each other. My true hero in this life is my father. He is a man who has dealt with an immoral crowd and yet emerged on top to be their leader. I strive to be that, or somewhat like that. I admire my father. Not too many 28 year olds can say that. They admire their fathers, I do mine, he truly is a great man whom I love and respect. He is the man I wish I was. Vinny is 50 percent my pops I am the other 50%. We got the genes in an equal dose. With a lil Mixture of the McMahon line (thank God cause some of my cousins are cunts). Anywhos, I thank my parents for the strong person I am today. I only wish I can do this in some lifetime so that we may hear it in some wedding.

I dedicate these lyrics for my friend Vig, cause he played me them more than 10 years ago on 'bootleg' Pearl Jam albums which finally made it onto of Lost Dogs. I also wish him and Stacy all the love cause of how great they have been to me over the years:

Cold wind blows on the soles of my feet
Heaven knows nothing of me
I'm lost, nowhere to go
Oh, when I was a kid...oh, how magic it seemed
Oh, please let me sleep, it's Christmas time

Flowered winds was where I lived
Thought you burned, not froze for your sins
Oh, I'm so tired, and cold

Oh, when I was a kid...oh, how magic it seemed
Oh, please let me sleep, it's Christmas time
Oh...oh, when I was a kid...oh, how magic it seemed
Oh, please let me sleep, it's Christmas time

Oh...oh, when I, if I was a kid...oh, how magic it seemed

I just found a job that I want when I get out of the military. I wonder where I apply:

I have listened to this song for a few years now and they reflect the attitude and the lifestlye that I want. I absolutly love it and its bohemian attitude:

Drifting, drifting, drifting away.
I got myself a mansion, then I gave it away.
It's not the world that's heavy, just the things that you save.
And I'm drifting, drifting away.

Drifting, drifting, drifting along.
I rid myself of worries, and the worries were gone.
I only run when I want to and I sleep like a dog.
I'm just drifting, drifting along.

The suitcoats say, "There is money to be made."
They get so damn excited, but I guess it's their way.
My road it may be lonely just because it's not paved.

It's good for drifting, drifting away.

The suitcoats say, "There is money to be made."
They get so damn excited, nothing gets in their way
My road it may be lonely just because it's not paved.
It's good for drifting, drifting away.

Drifting, drifting, drifting, uh huh.
I feel like going back there, but never for long.
I sometimes wonder if they know that I'm gone.
I'm just drifting, drifting along.
Drifting, drifting along. Drifting, drifting along.

Holy cow, i got sent the funniest lil short film in a while. Made me piss laughing, and I share with you all. Title is deceiving. It is not pornographic, but rather a hilarious lil comedy about all that can go wrong with a guys week. Enjoy.

Farm Sluts Click the bold and italics for those without normal brain functions.

Alrighty, I have just finished the Book of Ep III:Revenge of the Sith. I wont be able to see it the opening days cause of my work schedule and silly drill. And if the movie is a tenth how graphic the book is, wow!! This will be one of the best. I had tears in my eyes by the final chapters, it was that good. I have to include a spoiler here. It involves a scene when Bail Organa gets to the Jedi Temple while it is being 'purged'.


The Scene is Bail Organa noticing the Jedi Temple is on fire and lands demanding entry.

...Bail set the speeder down only a few meters from the deck entrance and hopped out. A squad of clone troopers stood in the open doorway. Smoke billowed out from the hallway behind them.

One of the troopers lifted a hand as Bail approached. "Dont worry, sir, everything is under control here."

"Under control?? Where are the SER teams? What is the army doing here?"

"I'm sorry I cant talk about that, sir."

"Has there been some kind of attack on the temple?"

"I'm sorry I cant talk about that, sir."

"Listen to me, Sergeant, I am a Senator of the Galactic Republic and I am late for a meetiing with the Jedi Council-"

"Im sorry the council is not in session, sir."

"Maybe you should let me see for myself."

The four clones moved together to block his path. "Im sorry, sir. Entry is forbidden."

"I am a Senator-"

"Yes, sir." The clone sergent snapped his DC-15 blaster from his shoulder, and Bail, blinking, found himself staring into its blackened muzzle close enough to kiss it. "And it is time for you to leave, sir."

A burst of blasterfire ripped through the smoke and scattered into the dawn outside. Bail stared with an open mouth as a Jedi flashed out of nowhere and started cutting down clones. No: not a Jedi.

A boy.

A child no more than ten years old, swinging a lightsaber whose blade was almost as long as he was tall. More blasterfire came from inside, and a whole platoon of clones came pelting toward the landing deck, and ten year old was hit, and hit again and then just shot to rags among the bodies of the troopers he killed, and Bail started backing away, faster now, and in the middle of it all, a clone wearing the colors of a commander came out of the smoke and pointed at Bail Organa.

"No witnesses," the commander said. "Kill him!!"

I believe I am making a deeper and deeper descent into madness like everyday. I have no interest in my keyboard anymore, I hate my job and just feel my chest pounding like a jachammer everytime I go in. I have millions of thoughts running through my head at once with no continuity and what not. I just get nastier and nastier with people, especially those that I dont like, they are whom I am ultra short with. I feel like I am spiraling out of control and there is no control stick.

I feel like I have been duped and that I am not getting the help that I want. I dont believe in the ideals I once held in such high esteem (serve your country, trust in the leadership, etc). In fact I feel that the whole system is nothing but a bunch of lying sacks of crap that have no clue how to run things, and matters will get a whole lot worse with no sign in sight of them getting better. I have become cynical beyond all hell, and I dont know if I am that upset with that. This is my rant. Fin.

Ok,really drunk and typing and all sorts of thoughts running through my head at once.

Two weeks now that I have taken up going veggie. I feel better and can think a lot more clearer, makes me think I have been on a two year coke bender considering my current situation. Although being here is tough with the food choices. If anyone has any suggestions what might be something good to eat, cause the only filling things I got is tuna and grilled cheese. But that will get boring before I know it.

Henry VIII.




I have to admit that I have a big obsession with the monarchs of England but none more so than the Tudor line and especially Henry VIII. How could some people in this world not have of heard of the story of Henry VIII?? The other day I worked with a guy who had never heard of that story, so I regaled him in it and I said something to this effect. "Henry VIII is one of the few subjects could follow cause it has everything you want: sex, binge drinking and eating, divorces and beheadings. This guy kicked ass!!" I know not everyone shares the same passion for history as me. But, if you are a lover of great dramas from TV or stage or what have you, how could you could you not love the tale of Henry. The guy is banging chicks, beheading ones he gets disgusted with, calling others 'cows that should be sent to pasture' as he did with Anne of Cleaves. He is banging while he is eating turkey (I have an active imagination), all we need to complete this trifecta is some coke being snorted off one of their asses and we have the perfect modern day Tarentino-esque film. Nothing quite like a guy with the balls to get married literally a day after he beheads one wife, kudos to you Henry!!

Liz I


But that is not to take away from his children either, most especially Elizabeth. This chick was just as ruthless as her father and more cunning. Henry would have of been proud to see the monarch that she became. The great irony is that Liz's mom (Anne Boelyn) lost her head cause she promised that Liz would be a boy (there were other reasons too, but lets not take 'ludes just yet). And she had to deal with her younger step-bro, a chick who had the same name as a GI Joe character Lady Jane Grey, then her ragging sister as monarchs first. All through it Liz survived and was a kick ass monarch, tolerant but strict, ruthless yet fair, horny yet controlled. Gotta love the Tudors!

Things just get worse for me, I am so depressed right now it isnt funny. I feel like life is one cruel joke for me, that I cant seem to do things right. There is no joy in my life, nothing good on the horizon. I hate my life. I wish I was dead.

Happy Birthday Christie!! To one of my best people I know, I hope your birthday wishes entail nothing but good luck and dreams coming true for you. I'm sorry I missed last year and this year but someday I'll make it up to you. I promise. You have been there for me a lot through the last four years and this is the least that I can do for you right now.

I know I am going to get a lot of flack for admitting this, mainly in the forms of Nelson Munz "ha ha's", but I dig that song "Since You Been Gone" from Kelly Clarkson. I know it is Britney/Christina pop crap, yet I dig it and I dont know why. I was singing it the other day and was putting it in the heads of everyone I know around here. Like I said I am expecting flack for it, but at least I have the balls to admit it. Maybe it is cause Kelly is hot. Who knows.

In other news I have decided to go vegetarian. And the sneers that people give you are amazing, people in this country are so close minded and for that the republic deserves to collapse. Being close minded is what leads to the collapse of society.