I ripped this off from Hot Lunch/

How to Play:

1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
4. Tag 5 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.

Okay I’m not tagging anyone, but anyone who reads my blog and wants to play, feel free to do so and link back in the comments

——— GAME ON!! ———–

IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY”, YOU SAY?
Word Up!

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
King of the Road (Uhg, this is one of the few albums that is NOT mine!)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
It Feels So Good (Oh baby!)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Firesign (Skid Row, I guess this one doesn’t work lol)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
Welcome To My Truth (Hmmmm)

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Same Old Story (Okay I guess that works)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Fever (They think I’m sick apparently)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
Heroine (This is a Shakespear’s Sister song, and it’s not about the drug lol)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Maybe Today (Um, okay)

WHAT IS 2+2?
Love In December (Well it is December?)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
The Nobodies (Wow, good thing I have several best friends . . . who are nobodies)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Remember The Words (clearly I can’t remember what I think about them!)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Big Guns (I own no guns, maybe this is a metaphor for something else . . . )

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Haunted (I already am, thanks!)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Monument (no comment!)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Lovers In The Backseat (Clearly they think I’m a slut)

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Breezin

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Electric Moon (Ummmm)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Yes! (Ukay)

WHAT’S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Terrible Thought (Too funny!)

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Stabbin’ Daggers (Have I mentioned I used to have recurring dreams of being stabbed or shot? I’m not amused)

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Eyes Wide Open (Isn’t that a Tom Cruise film? Yeah I regret it, so does he)

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Why Should I Be Sad

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Future Lovers (That makes me sad! Can we reverse the last two?)

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Give Me A Reason (hahahahahahahaha)

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Depressed (Okay I’ll buy that)

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Sweet Little Sister (Too bad I don’t have one)

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
18 Wheeler (No idea, maybe it’s a metaphor for something I did when I was 18)

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Ordinary Day

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Sorry (Our Lady Peace, not Madonna)

Scary Screamer, available for $3.99 at Target. A small price for a toy that will take your soul! There is something disturbing about the noises it makes. I’m sure some hear messages from it, messages to kill . . .

So I have been wanting to post this for a few days now, but didn’t know how to honestly. I found this over at Keep It Simple and just about died of laughter when I saw it.

Of course the problem is it’s not the most polite thing to post, and I know a lot of women read this blog and could potentially be insulted by this. Well since Aravis referred her readers to a site which in fact used the word “Coochy,” I felt I could get away with this. I do though have to state that for some reason out of all the words on the page I was for some reason drawn to “Coochy” immediately. It was like a magnet that attracted and repulsed me at the same time.

I will, for the faint of heart, post this under the fold. If you wish to see what made me laugh so much, read on. Fair warning, it discusses the female anatomy. There is absolutely nothing dirty in the image, nothing X-rated, and even no profanity.

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Why is it that whenever people enter the Target parking lot they seem to completely forget how to drive a car? Is it just the excitement of the amazing sale prices and loads of crap they plan to buy that makes them not pay attention? Or perhaps calling it TarJay too much convinces them they are in France and have to drive on the wrong side of the road?

First up, my apologies if you’ve had trouble connecting to the site, or it’s been abysmally slow. My server has been progressively going downhill the past few months. Within the past week I’ve been unable to connect several times and that was the last straw for me.

I’m currently narrowing down the search for new servers to move this and some of my other pages to. I hope to open a new account on one by the end of the week and begin moving all my sites this weekend. This should improve the speed of the site as well as eliminate downtime. I’ll make another post before I’m moving, as when you switch hosts there is always a lag between the switchover. Plus other issues often show up, such as broken images and what not. I’m hoping to fix most of those behind the scenes before initiating the final server switch.

-Dustin

PS Thanks to server issues, the blog comments forms all got broken. This should be fixed now! (Just another reason why I need to switch servers!)

So recently I had made the small complaint, which for me is a big one, about people who recline their seats all the way back on airplanes. For some reason it never fails that I always end up sitting behind one of these people. Now I realize flying, especially long flights, can be uncomfortable and airlines are sacrificing our comfort and leg room simply to squeeze in more seats so they get more money. However it’s just common courtesy that if you are going to send your seat flying back as far as you can, you ask if it’s okay or at least fricken make sure the person behind you doesn’t have their tray down with a laptop on it or food. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had the tray jammed into my ribs this way, let alone my laptop smacked or had a drink tipped. Grrrr! For the record, I only put my seat back a smidge because I don’t want to do to others what is always done to me.

Well let me tell reclining seats while travelling is an epidemic. Tonight while driving home the car in front of me was swerving all over the place and driving at the speed of slow on the freeway. I couldn’t even see a driver, wondering if it was a short person or some old lady. Then I figured it out and switching lanes to pass them I confirmed it. Yup, an asshat with his driver’s seat reclined all the way back so he could lay back and look “cool” while trying to drive and barely see over the dashboard. I see people cruisin’ Philly doing this, but on the freeway where people are driving at insane speeds? I hope a cop pulled his ass over and gave him a ticket.

I learned a new saying recently, CRE which stands for “Church Ruins Everything.” This morning Emily and I went out to IHOP for breakfast. Down the road from where we live is a baptist church as well as an affiliated school, K-12. Like many churches they put “witty” sayings out on their little whiteboard signs. However today’s saying really pissed me off. I sat there stewing over it, but by time we got to IHOP and had breakfast, I was more focused on the absolutely disgusting looking “Horton Hears A Who” pancakes the kids at the table next to us were eating.

From IHOP.com

Now they could be really yummy, but I wasn’t about to try them. Furthermore the kids at the table next to use were playing with them as much as they were eating them. I’m getting off track though. On the way back home we passed the church again and I got angry all over again. So much so that I walked down to take a photo and blog about it. Here is the photo, with the offending church’s name spray-painted out. If I wasn’t such a good person I would have actually spray-painted the sign then taken the photo.

Normally if someone said this to me, I would take it as a joke and that they literally meant it’s easier to walk downhill than up. But given it’s on this church’s sign, I don’t think that’s what they mean at all. I read this as saying “Life sucks and is hard, if yours is going good than you are probably going to hell.”

I should point out while there are many types of baptist churches, this is the kind from the movie “Footloose.” No, I’m serious. They don’t have proms because dancing is wicked or what not. Instead they have senior banquets where they bring their dates to eat food and do who knows what else. I think when you are dancing it means you are in good spirits and happy, therefore that makes God and Jesus happy. Maybe if these people danced a little more their life wouldn’t be so hard and suck so much?

To quote Men Without Hats “We can dance if we want to, we can leave your friends behind. Cause your friends don’t dance and if they don’t dance, well they’re no friends of mine!”

Right now I’m really annoyed, so I’m blogin about the issue. Tomorrow at some point I’m sure it will be solved, but I won’t be annoyed about it then, just aggravated. I’ve lost a remote! In this day and age when homes have far too many remotes, well I’ve lost the one to the amplifier/surround sound system. I know I saw it around 8pm when I last used it, but now I can’t find the foker. I’m sure I carried it off somewhere, I checked the bathroom, it’s not there. It will turn up tomorrow, but tomorrow is not now and I want to know where it is now. We have like 50 million remotes and I’m always losing the one I need. I wish those universal remotes things they always try to get you to buy actually worked, but we all know they don’t. That’s why we all have stacks of remotes!

Update: I found it! It was caught in the branches of this plant/tree thing! Fell off the arm of the couch and into it. I looked in the bottom of the pot last night and it wasn’t there, it was stuck in the branches.

If you read the blog and have a blog of your own, and aren’t on my blog roll, please leave a comment with your blog url filled out in the comment/url form! I recently went through and cleared out some old blogs from the blogroll that hadn’t updated in months. However I know some people have possibly changed their blog urls and I have yet to catch on. Others are maybe newbs or have never commented, leave one! I enjoy reading blogs, even though I’m bad about commenting. Currently I use blogrolling.com as my link list, which is somewhat good about indicating those who link to me. However over the past many months I’ve grown a bit dissatisfied with them, so I’m soon to just move to a hard coded link list via my own blog software. So now is the time to comment so I can add you to the blogroll

- Dustin

I got a nasty comment left on the blog, deleted it cause I didn’t want it there, but then it made me angry. I grew even more angry when the person who left it didn’t leave a valid email with her nasty comment, as I responded to her. I figured if she was going to be nasty, I was going to respond! So I am posting her comment and my response as a whole blog post! Yes I got that pissy. Oh and sorry, there is language in this post!

Tessa left the following comment in response to my Christmas/ABC Family Channel post in which I called Lifetime “Television for Lesbians.”

How dare you refer to Lifetime as Television for Lesbians. You obviously have no respect for women and treat them like dirt. That is why you have no woman in your life and live with your dogs. Maybe the answer to that question is that you are a fag. I don’t know who you think you are, but fuck you, asshole.

Wow! Where to begin. First with the obvious . . .

1) It was a JOKE. I love Lifetime, I watch it as I obviously commented on their programing. Again it was a joke and play on their own slogan “Television for Women.” I guess you didn’t get the joke? Sorry, my blog is not a serious one, I thought that was obvious.

2) As for the obvious, well yes mam I am a fag if you hadn’t figured it out. I don’t know if you just didn’t bother to read anything else on the blog or what.

3) How DARE you lecture me about respect or treating people like dirt when you left a message on my blog calling me a fag. That’s the pot calling the kettle black.

4) You left an obvious fake email address, because my response to you telling you some of these points bounced back to me as no such user. I won’t give your fake email out to the world, however someone like you who would throw out the word fag like that to someone has no right to call yourself a feminist (which was suggested by your fake email username).

-Dustin, a fag with a sense of humor.