My God, my dog!

Brody is ruining my life. He is costing us a fortune cos he keeps eating furniture and the carpeting in our house. He also keeps eating shit out of the kitty litter box and then tries to kiss me and my wife after eating his little turd treats. Ever get a tongue kiss laced with kitty shit? There's got to be some sort of fucked up fetish for kitty shit kisses, but it aint blowing up my skirt I gotta tell you.

Anyway, Brody is back in his crate for 18 hours a day because he cannot be trusted alone anymore. Poor fucking dog is a prisoner in his own house. But it could be worse, like my friend Dicky Blake says, "It's better than the needle he was gonna get".

Watch out world

We're coming to getcha!

I'm pissed

I typed up this whole great thing on how the national media needs to give some love to my man Joe, but then this crummy site crashed. Anyway, the point is everyone said Joe would be back playing with his little cars in no time, but they underestimated his character and his eye for talent. Lavar said yesterday that "this team can go as far as it wants to". And with Gibbs driving the car, methinks we are gonna go pretty fucking far!

Why am I doing this?

I spend a lot of my days wasting away on message boards, so I figure "Why not just come up with another way to waste time ?". This blog will be yet another device in my procrastination toolbox. I don't know if I have any novel insights to offer the world, but what the hell? If you have remotely similar interests as me (music, sports, food, video games, travel), then maybe this can be another place for you to piss away your time -- time that you should probably spend working, but you're annoyed with your boss and you'd rather just read what non-sense is on my mind.

I'll try to keep it interesting, but I'm not commiting to a theme as I go through phases with my interests and don't want to be locked into talking about football if I am really into gardening that month. Anyway, I guess if I could attach a goal to this blog, I guess it would be killing my time (and yours) as interestingly as possible. Afterall, why pretend to be ambitious when I really should be trying to advance my career or my golf swing instead of chatting it up in cyberspace?