At it again...

Do different countries have different sign language? You know how people say the only universal language is love, or math (depending on if they studied arts or sciences in university), well wouldn't sign language be considered universal? I think that's pretty cool if it's the case. One language used around the world (kind of like English, or like Chinese will be in 40 years). Also, I've realized that how you drive a car is reflective of who you are as a person, and not only that, but it severely emphasizes your personality, and that emphasis is directly proportional to the size of the vehicle you drive. Let's take a rather selfless person as an example, and say that they are driving a school bus. Now, at a yield sign, that rather selfless person would almost automatically let traffic go in front of them far too often to be considered polite, they would wait far too long for their turn, and have their good nature repeatedly taken for granted until you almost felt sorry for them, and since they are driving an extra large vehicle they would get ultra fucked since the speed and size of the bus would further inhibit them from ever moving. Now, let's examine the asshole. He is driving a 1987 ford rustang, he hates his job, but he is in a huge fucking hurry to get there, and after work it's off to his $250 a month rats nest he shares with a woman he absolutely hates, but again, he is doing 40 over the speed limit for some reason to get back to this hell hole. This irrational loser almost certainly didn't graduate highschool on account of dim wits and traffic violation court appearances and every ounce of his angered life becomes pronounced behind the wheel, because you can't be subtle in a moving car, every asshole wrong turn and mistake is magnified at speed and due to size. Anyways, his assholeness is fairly obvious, but not so much magnified as he is driving a very loud, but strangely slow automobile. put him in a brand new corvette and his assholeness will be multiplied by 45%. Put him on a moped and his assholity will decrease by 900%. Anyways, I flew off on a tangent there, but the bottomline is that I can quite safely say I can tell by how they drive whether I want to meet them or not. And on a side note, it would be a bad idea for the government to limit ragers to riding vespas and scooters on a sort of scared straight program. Anyways, I'm out.

Yet another B-day...

This was a birthday spent poolside. Not a bad way to do it if you ask me. It was a beautiful warm sunny day....perfect for sipping drinks all afternoon.....or pounding beers like they were water. The crowd moved in around 3ish and immediately started into the booze and smoke. Now its a hot day so naturally the next thing to do would be to hit the pool.



Me and Pornfield started it off by going in to cool down, and show off our hot bods. hahaha. When these were unleashed the women couldn't help but flock to the water...





The day went on and what seemed liked other peoples beer became my beer so things went down hill. The ladies just talked to themselves so we were forced to ponder what went wrong.




In the end we came up with our own solution...



Hahaha. What a party, in reality I drank my face off and ended up passed out cold on a couch inside. This was only interrupted by trips to the bathroom to yell bloody murder at the toilet. Then nicely followed up by being carried downstairs by the birthday girls brother. Ya it was B-day done well....and it wasn't even mine.

I is a Spanish

Had my first shindig at the new pad on the weekend.
It was mostly for the benefit of a lovely girl from Spain named Patty. Saturday was her actual birthday, but we partied hard Friday night to celebrate anyways. There was even cake and candles....no expense was spared....I brought nothing, I suck.
Slight problem arose when we realized I have absolutely nothing at my house. No forks, no knives, no nothing. haha. But, we made due....I think hands were involved at some point.
So we partied hard into the night until we ended up at Hess Village. Although, some of us went a little too crazy and ended up with thier hands on their head for 3 hours.
Herb is an asshole sometimes. Haha. But it was a good first "To-Do", and hopefully there will be many more.

Brother for sale

This is my brother. He needs a date. If interested please send a resume, as this guy is more picky then Noah at the front door.




Ha hes a good bloke, just a funny picture that came my way. Looks like hes about to go ESK himself though.

Winning the lottery...

Its a funny thing when you win the lottery. I believe something like 95% of people blow it all in the first year or so, and have nothing to show for it. It makes no sense, you were just given the chance of a life time to create and build upon something incredible. The possibilities are endless. Yet, in the heat of the moment it gets squandered and the winner is left with a feeling of complete shame. Or is he? Some say when you win the lottery your world becomes uncomfortable. You are not use to this new lifestyle and simply blow it all to get back to your comfort level. Well that is the definition of fear if you ask me. People are afraid of the responsibility, and afraid of losing what they've gained so instead they do what they can to relieve it while trying to enjoy the sweetness of the moment. All the while fully knowing what they are doing is foolish. I guess the trick would be to win it twice, and the second time around you would know what to do. Has anyone ever had this chance? I am not a history buff....tis an unfortunate thing human nature. But alas,I am poor, and looks like I will always be poor. ha