A Chip on My Shoulder

Good News, I get a new bed on Saturday! Bad News, I decided I would paint my room before the bed came in. Worse News, I decided I would undertake this feat while my intelligent and artistic girlfriend was out of town. How hard could it be? Take up a pillow case from my comforter set and choose a color I like. I was so confused, they all started to blend together and I really couldn't tell what would or wouldn't look good against the new sheet set. My comferter is boxed off with blue and green. Since my room has been pastel blue for the past 15 years of my life, I decided to go with a green, but alas, couldn't choose one of at least 50 different shades of green. So I went with a blue. After the nice lady at Home Depot who helped me choose the color finished mixing it, she took out a little drop and put it on the lid so I could see what it will look like. I take the can home, peel a chunk of paint off the wall, place the paint chip next to the sample, and shake my head in disgust. I walk in with green in my head, and walk out with THE SAME SHADE. What is wrong with me?!? I know full well what my walls look like, they haven't change in the past 15 years. What possessed me to waiver from my instincts, once more, what possessed me to choose the same color? I knew darn well that my walls were pastel blue, yet I still let the Home Depot woman show me paint samples from the pastel book. In a few hours, I will take my clone paint along with my chip and see if they can't tint the paint to something; anything different. I really would not like to have to buy another can of paint at $25, but if I have to, then so be it.

Dude, It's Just A Game

This guy needs to relax a bit and look at the world around him. This story was found on Wired.com.

"A Real Winner

A Pennsylvania T-ball coach allegedly paid one of his players $25 to hurt an 8-year-old mentally disabled teammate so he wouldn't have to put the boy in the game, police said Friday. Mark R. Downs Jr., 27, of Dunbar, is accused of offering one of his players the money to hit the boy in the head with a baseball, police said. Witnesses told police Downs didn't want the boy to play in the game because of his disability. Police said the boy was hit in the head and in the groin with a baseball just before a game, and did not play, police said. "The coach was very competitive," state police Trooper Thomas B. Broadwater said. "He wanted to win."
-- Associated Press"

What is wrong with this guy, $25??!! You don't pay a player to injure another teammate; you pay the retarded kid not to play. You say "here Timmy, your leg is hurt, you don't wanna play; have $25 bucks." Not "Tommy, nail Timmy in the crotch and head with this ball for some dough." Obviously 27 year olds aren't smart enough to coach and do it ethically. I mean, how does he go home to his mother with a story like that (yea, the pansy probably still lives at home). Personally, I have never really been one for affirmative action. The best person gets the job, period. If little Timmy has a mental condition but can still wack the crap out of a ball and has a good enough arm to throw from third to home, let him play. But if he runs like a one leged donkey or can't concentrate on the game for more then two minute stints, I don't see the obligation of allowing the kid on the team. I know, I know, it is all about quality of life and how we need to make all of society feel welcome. But what about the other eight kids on the field with him and the coach. Obviously, the coach felt his quality of life was threatened by affirmative action and letting this boy play. While his means are screwed up, I do understand why he may have done what he did. I don't want to apologize for the guy, just wish he was never placed in such a position to make that decision.

It's All Hogwash

I really enjoy Jenn. I really enjoy Jenn's family. And I really enjoy food. Now that I have gotten that out of the way, Let's talk about things I don't like. I Don't like flys. I don't really hate hogs, but they are not my fondest of creatures. I REALLY don't like 40,000 flies commin straight up from the hog feed lot where 650 hogs are doin there business of eatin and poopin and then landing in my nacho's. If it wasn't for the minor fly inconvienionce, I really could have had a good time, and a second helping. Well, lets not forget that I got lost two or three times going to and from Westpoint. My biggest question is how I ended up on Highway 6 (Dodge street). I went down there on highway 275 (Maple St) and I expected to come back on HWY 275. Oh well, at least I made it back.

If Your A Girl....

Things to Avoid before that Special time of the month (thanks to the How Stuff Works Article:

1. AVOID Simple sugars like white bread and sugary snacks, or you will feel bloated
2. Caffine - it makes you even more irratable
3. Salt - it will make you feel bloated and retain water
4. Alcahol, it will make you depressed

Things TO DO durring that ever dreaded time warp known as PMS

1. EAT Whole Grains and Vegetables (they help control hormonal depression)
2. TAKE your vitamins
3. EAT small meals durring the day, instead of 3 big meals.


So, you may be asking, why are you telling me this, your a dude, why do you care what women do every 28 days. BECAUSE I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!! She is not that bad, but caffeine avoidance wouldn't hurt. Actually, all of the stuff mentioned above is a good idea for men and women. In my Science of Food class, all of this stuff was mentioned and it is all true for the population as a whole. For some reason, with the massive hormonal relese in women, it only amplifies the effects. Really check out the link at the top of the page, it is quite informative, esp. for guys who have no idea why 3/4 of this stuff happens.