Christmas Day...

Just a quickie...

Yesterday was such a good day...beautiful weather, I actually got things accomplished, and the boss gave me the day off to get some Christmas shopping done.

Got up early, took care of that little issue of needing to get my extremely expired car registration and inspection renewed... Got my ticket dismissed because of it. :)

While they were inspecting my car, the guys at Lube Works changed my oil, too. They pulled my air filter out and said that it had NEVER been changed. The ORIGINAL air filter was in my car...and my car is 7 years old. This pissed me off a little bit since I'd paid to have it replaced a few times at the other oil change place and they screwed me outta my 20 bucks. The good news is...my car idles like a champ now. ;)

All in all, it was a good productive day. I got dad, Jared, and Kalyn's presents taken care of. I know what I'm getting Courtney and the kids & Mo...I'm lost as far as mom goes, though. :-\ Oh well.

So, it's snowing like a motherfreaker out there today. I love it. I just wish it was was couple days after so with was a White Christmas.

I'm gonna hop a shower and see if I can find something for Mom...then work, work, work...

I LOVE Texas Weather!

So...let's see here...

Monday's weather: Sunny and 74 degrees...I wore short sleeves and flippies.

Yesterday: Sunny and 56 degrees...a light jacket got the job done.

Today: 29 freaking degrees and 2inches of snow on the ground.

I love Texas weather and it's "Day After Tomorrow"-esque mood swings.

Conversation of the Day....

Me: marriage or not...wouldn't giving you a U2 iPod and me getting your virginity technically make you a whore?

Kari Schmidt: hahaha, um..... no, cause you are not giving me money, you are giving me happiness cause U2 makes me so happy:-)

Me: ahhh, meeee too.

Kari: that is just my way of rationalizing that indeed I would be a whore

Me: LOL

Kari: but it sounds credible

Me: thatagirl

Kari: it's what Bono would want

Me: Bono wants us to buy things with his name on it and trade them for sex

Can you say "Most Beautiful Woman Alive"?

Can you say "Most Beautiful Woman Alive"? Miss Stacey Dash, ladies and gentlemen... she was in "Clueless" and most recently seen in the video for Kanye West's "All Falls Down". Let's all take a moment to enjoy this...

Thank you, Lord...thank you.

OK...so...moving on. I just had some on my Uncle's KILLER deer chili. Ohh man, it's been a boring day, but that made up for it.

I spent the day tidying up my mp3's into iTunes. It's kinda fun to get the collection all together and see what you have.

I think I'm gonna watch The Simpsons here in a few minutes then go for a jog. I haven't been on a good jog in over a week and I'm probably falling behing on "the bet".

Speaking of...it's almost 1900. I'm out!

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Current Music: O.A.R. - I Feel Home

I Might Be A Drunkard...

Wow...wheels off 24 hours or so.

Worked Friday night at KPFC. We broadcast a Callisburg High School girls basketball game....EXCITING! It went by pretty quick though since Chad was there to hang out. I was supposed to teach him how to run the studio end of things in case I'm not available (and to groom him to eventually replace me, I think)...but that kinda went to shit since all the computers had been zapped by a really big power surge not long before we got there. Damn the weak power grid at Camp Sweeney. So instead, we just hung out for about an hour and a half and talked music and radio crap.

I cruised through the Sweeney gates at 2125 and hauled tail to Valley View to my Aunt Kim and Uncle Jeff's place. They got a new HDTV and satellite setup...but they have no clue how to set that kind of stuff up. That's kinda my role in the family. Anytime someone get's a new toy...be it a camera or TV or computer...it's my job to be the tech support guy.

It took longer than I thought it would...but that was just because the new satellite reciever had to be setup and it had to download some firmware updates and stuff. The actually connection of gear took me a whopping 10 minutes. I left at 2330, but not until after being given 25 bucks and a brick of my uncle's badass deer chili. Ohhhh, I can't wait to tear into that.

Got to Denton at 0015, immediately jumped into Kev's Pathfinder and we headed to Muther's where Jeffe's 21st had already been in full effect for some time. My boy completed his first Fry St. Crawl and had to endure the shots me and Cody threw his way. He took it like a champ...even when he was puking behind the bar for aboot half an hour. That a kid!

On a related note...the boy knows how to choose them. I met Aubrey for the first time Friday night and all I can say is..."Way to go, Jeff!". She's a cutie for lack of a better word. :)

While we were at the bar, I had a couple of blasters, a shot or two of something else, a Guinness, and a huge Bud Light Draft. Unfortunately, I sobered up standing in the cold waiting on Jeff to quit puking and I was definitely in a drunky mood. So when we got back to The Fountains, I pulled my handle of our old friend Captain Mo outta the car and went to town. Mind you this was at 4am.

At 0520, I was about 9 shots and 2 beers deep...feeling super. Of course, I decide it's gonna be a great idea to call Maureen. It probably wasn't...but I enjoyed it nonetheless...nothing beats drunk dialing your favorite people. She probably didn't like it though...since I kept her up 'til close to 0715. I'm sorry, Mo!

I didn't roll off the couch until almost 1615 this afternoon...Cody got home not long after. Me, Cody, and Kev went to dinner at a little Chinese place in Corinth/Hickory Creek. Not bad, not bad at all. We went to the mall and hung out with Jeff at HatWorld for a little bit...went to Hastings after that. Apparently, no one in Denton, TX sells guitar capos. Since we're a major music school...I just don't get that. Oh well.

We wound up at Kev's apt. and wound up watching this week's South Park off the TiVo. Greatest. South Park. Ever. Most offensive, vile thing I've ever seen on Comedy Central...and I LOVED it. If you haven't seen it...you need to. It's the Woodland Critter Christmas episode. Such a classic.

Anywhos, I better hit the hay. I just spent about an hour inserting files and album art into iTunes. I'm hoping I get that iPod I want for Christmas...I'm not getting my hopes up, though. No offense to Mom or anything...because she has had to help me out on my car insurance lately...but Christmas presents just suck when you get older and have sucked the last few years. Everything I want is just much more expensive...and when you have a family like mine (one that isn't poor...but when there's me, 4 siblings if you count my steps, and my niece and nephew...the Christmas fund has to go a long way), you just don't really get what you want anymore. Oh well...no worries.

Thank you Boston! We'll see you next time!
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Current Music: Cory Morrow - Straight To Hell
Current Weight: 257 (sitting steady...grrr)

It's just another day...

Yup...

So here I am..."working" at KGAF. Translation: I programmed the CD changer for 45 minutes of music...and I wander into the studio every couple of minutes to either run some ads or do a quick stopset. The on-air stuff has gotten quite easy. Not having things to talk about sometimes is a pain, but I get over. Somehow I manage to yammer without knowing what I'm saying. Not sure if that's good or what...

So....yesterday...a bit of a long day. Nothing bad or anything...just longer than usual for me. Had to be at KGAF at 8am for a 2 hour cover shift. In other words, I sat on my fat ass for about 2 hours and messed around online while some pre-recorded programming ran. I was just there for incase something freaked out. Not that I have any clue what I would have done if something DID freak out. Hahahha!

So I went home at around ten...fixed an ad spot that had some hot background music (that's hot as in "too loud", not hot as in what that whore Paris Hilton would say)...then took me a little mini-nap. I planned on just 15 minutes, but that turned into 30 minutes.

Mo stopped off in Gainesville on her way home to OKC to grab a bite to eat...so we hit up The Fried Pie on the square. I hadn't been there in ages. Good stuff. The potato soup rocked the camel's ass...and, since I love almost anything that's fried, the apple fried pie was possibly the highlight of my day. Uhh, except that whole eating lunch with Maureen thing...yeah, that's it. Felt like a bit of an asshole since I sat us at the table right next to the door and Mo had to endure cold air everytime someone walked in or out. Hahahaha...oh well. She'll get over it.

Went to work not long after that...actually had a decent conversation with Tom for once. It wasn't even really conversation...just shooting the shit with each other...throwing out each other's stupid voices. A real stupid conversation...but it really made me think for the first time that he doesn't hate me after all. He even complimented me on my production abilities. That meant alot coming from him.

Went to the North Texas basketball games last night. Good times, but some sitting in our section got a little outta control. I love them all, but some of the really offensive stuff has got to go. The girls hung with UTexas for most of the game...and the guys kicked Southern's asses. I haven't seen so many sick dunks in one game in a long time. Oh yeah, Micah Effin' Bracy got in the game! Not only that...but he scored two points! The first of his collegiate career! And I think he got a block, too! We'll try to ignore those 3 fouls in 3 minutes, though. Go Micah!

I was supposed to go to Abilene for David Hunt's wedding this weekend...I still hope to, but it doesn't look promising. I just can't trust my car to make a roadtrip anymore and I have to work a basketball game tonight...and with no one to ride with...it looks like I'm not gonna make it. Some of the Sweeney crew are coming in this weekend for head counselor meetings...so it'll be good to see some of them.

One last thing...it's Jeffe's 21st birthday! Somehow, I get the feeling he won't be sober tonight. ;) Can you say "Fry St. Crawl"?

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Current Music: Marty Robbins - El Paso
Current Weight: 257

Bad times, good times, great times...

Well...that sucked.

My Mean Green got thier asses handed to them by Southern Miss last night...31-10 was the final score. The Green were just dominated. Super Jamario Thomas was held to under 100 yds since...hell, since he became a starter. For a pretty funny perspective on the game...check out the Mean Eddie Blog.

We kicked off the night at Rudy's BBQ. BBQ ribs, beer, and North Texas football...is there anything more Texan? I mean, really... Hell, I even had some post-meal Copenhagen. Hell, I just needed some boots, a cowboy hat, and beat up dually pickup truck in the parking lot.

At the half we went over to Lori's place at Jefferson Commons and watched about 5 minutes of the game before Micah said, "Hey, let's go over to Chappy's". It was quite funny. Micah hadn't even got Brittiny's name outta his mouth before the Three Justins were on our feet and halfway out the door. A quite funny scene.

We went over to the building next door to the party...lots of beer...lots of cool people... Hoorah! We quit paying attention to the game about 7 minutes into the 2nd half and just put all of our concentration into drinking it up. Bad news was...I had a crap load of ad production to do that night. OH WELL! That had to be put on the backburner. I wound up taking shots left and right with Chappy. Not good. It was a good time had by most. Matty was a little bummed about some things...but we had a good talk (I think).

So we decided to leave not long after most of the crew did. Maureen wound up driving my car to Cody and Dearing's. This is a big, big deal. I never let anyone drive that embarrassing piece of shit. But it was a good call since I'd been drinking.

We all shot the shite at the A-P-T-Dot for a little bit...then we embarked on the best part of the night. Last year, we used to just go to Whataburger on Ft. Worth Drive and raise Hell. I don't think we'd done it as a crew all semester...but we did last night. I even gave in and had Robert and the folks at Whataburger make my monstrosity of a 'burger' that we've talked about making for almost a year now. It's called "The Dub Delight", named after me of course. It was a double cheeseburger with: eggs, bacon, sausage, hashbrowns, maple syrup, and instead of buns there were pancakes! It was insane. Even more insane...I ate the whole damn thing.

Yes, I ate that. And got my damn money back from the Whataburger staff because they didn't think I could eat it all. No wonder I'm a fatass.

We busted out a great game of "Which dead person in the Dallas News obits would you sleep with?", had some great drunken moments...and had a great time altogether. I miss nights like that.

By 0300, I was sober and good to drive home. Took me about 30 minutes to get home (almost no one on the road to deal with)...even though I was texting with Maureen the whole way home.

I rolled in about 0330 and got to work on the ad production I was behind on about 0415. I finished up around 0600. Good ol' Mo, she stayed up and yapped with me until 0600.

She's such greatness. She's my favorite new buddy. I know I'm about to offend someone, but I've been without a real true chick friend I can just go off and tell everything since high school. Since Krystle. And I was more balanced then. Even though it's been a tumultuous few weeks that I've really known Mo...I really feel that balance for the first time since Krystle. I have great friends that are girls...but I've not felt that in a long time. It's something I can't explain...but it's a great thing. Hell, I've even had civilized conversations with mom lately...and that takes alot of balance for me to be able to do that.

Anywhos...I had better knock out these 2 or 3 ads I need to drop tonight. Gotta be at the office at 0800...grrr. I swear, I get jerked around so much sometimes. I probably get MORE crap to work on tomorrow. Yay! Speaking of KGAF, I got offered my own specialty music show on Saturday mornings. I'd love to take it...but I just see it conflicting with so much...so we'll see. I'll keep you posted.

Until next time, I'm Walter Cronkite...sit on it.

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Current Music: Green Day - She
Current Weight: Probably 270 after that damn "Dub Delight"

I'm Doomed

Well...there goes the rest of my money. The Apple iTunes store now accepts PayPal.

Enough said.

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Current Music: U2 - Live Under The Brooklyn Bridge - I Will Follow

Weekend Update....

"Hi, everyone...I'm Norm McDonald and here's the fake news!"

Not a bad weekend...not a bad weekend at all. "Why you ask? You guessed it...FRANK STALLONE!"

Worked Friday night at Sweeney...had to rework all the schedules to have holiday music, jingles, liners, and ID's along with the current IVT settings. I redid the ID's and jingles to be part of a randomized multicut cart setup. Makes life easier for me in that department. I know most of you have no clue what I'm talking about. And I like it that way. It makes it sound like I do things at work.

Went to Denton from Sweeney...wound up playing poker with Justin, Miss Maureen, Alex, Lil' Matty, and Kelley. Well...Kelley was dealer. Matty went out first to Alex's four-of-a-kind aces...then Mo went down not long after that. Justin went out next and it was down to me and Alex heads up. After about 45 minutes of just going back and forth...we decided it wasn't a big enough amount of money to just keep playing for. There was $25 up for grabs...so we each took ten bucks and played one last all in hand for the last $5. I wound up winning with a freakin' pair of sixes. He had a straight draw, but didn't get that last card.

At that point, Lori had shown up, so she drove us to Whataburger. Nothing like visiting your latenight party headquarters and the host of said party, Robert Coonrod, at 5am. Spent the whole ride back to the apt. trying to say as many offensive things as I could to Lori. Unfortunately, she's quite un-offendable. Dropped dead on the couch once we hit the door...

Woke up around one in the afternoon or so...managed to crawl off the couch at almost 2. Around 4, Cody and I went and picked up Jeffe and crammed in Cody's truck down to Lewisville for some Panda Express. Orange chicken and fried rice...Mmmmmm. Everytime someone walked in the place, we joined in with the staff..."Hi!, Welcome to Panda!" Quite fun...

We went from there over to Shake's...Justin was working so we...uh, we paid... for some frozen custard. Yeah...that's it. We wound up sitting in the back room there and shooting the shite...that is until I found a Dallas newspaper with a Galyan's ad in it claiming to be having a big sale. So...me, Cody, and Jeffe hauled to Frisco to check it out...in hopes of finding some killer deals. Not so much. Jeffe picked up a Christmas present for someone and we wandered the mall for a couple of hours...but it was a pretty pointless trip. But it was fun times, nonetheless.

We got back to Denton around 2230 and dropped Jeffe off at his place...he was about to pass out. I sat there and picked my guitar for a little bit (I loaned out the acoustic to Jeffe so he can learn a little bit)...then we headed back to Cody's. At that point, I was tired for one reason or another...so I took a 10 minute power nap on the couch in between txt messages from random people...

I woke up from my power nap with my phone freaking out...the battery was almost dead...so I killed it and took it out to the car to charge it. Hopped online so I could talk to Maureen a little bit. We wound up talking for around 3 and a half hours. Honest to God...the best conversation I've had in a long time. I mean, I'm thankful the girl still talks to me after last weekend...

I guess I never covered that. It's really not worth covering. Last Sunday just wasn't so great. I'll leave it at that.

Anyway...great conversation...me and Maureen are gonna wind up great friends I can tell. Normally, I'd bitch about that...since that's how all my schoolboy-like crushes wind up...but this one seems different. Very cool girl...lots of fun to hang out with and very easy to talk to.

Wound up at IHOP not long after that with a few people...that was so random. Had a big omelet...I immediately regretted it. It was sooo good...and soooo fattening.

Got up this afternoon...spent over an hour looking for my keys. Turned out, I left them in Cody's truck and he put them inside the gas tank door when he left this morning. He's such a good friend like that. :)

I finally left the apt. and met up with crazy old Jerry Strader to give him the CD I had to record for him and the people at Denton Bible since they rented out Camp Sweeney for their Men's Retreat. Had some Arby's...mmm, Arby's...and afterwards I was going to head home. I reached for my cell to text Maureen to tell her I was heading back to Gainesville, but she had already sent me one asking if I wanted to watch a movie. I'm not one to pass up quality time with friends...and I'm not one to pass up an excellent opportunity to procrastinate...so I went to Blockbuster, picked up Dodgeball, and headed over to Mozart.

Just hung out, watched the movie (funny, but really kinda dumb), and shot the proverbial shite for a bit. Good times.

Came back to Gainesville...met up with Rocky....went to the casino to make fun of Shaun since he was working at the restaurant he manages in the casino. We got there and realized he'd gone home...so we just came back to town.

On the way home...Ernie called me in to Sweeney. I was gonna go...and just knock out my ad production there. However, I couldn't find my Sweeney keytags...so I just stayed in.

So here I am...no work done...but happy. ;) It was a good weekend.

I guess I had better hit the hay since I'm getting up at 0545 to knock out those ads in the morning...as well as hitting up tech support at Sweeney to fix a major computer glitch. Grrrr...

Night kids!
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Current Music: Cory Morrow - Straight To Hell
Current Weight: 258 (dammit, I gained a pound)

Forgive me LCpl. Compton...I must rant

We've got a couple of soldiers here that have served in Iraq. They're being interviewed right now by Big Tom. Let me preface by saying that I have the utmost respect for anyone that serves...my best friend and former roommate is in the Marine Corps. I don't have a problem with our soldiers or our military. I understand how much they sacrifice to protect our country. I just have a real problem with the way our government is handling this mess...and they way our troops aren't being given the supplies they need.

The whole project they've got us doing is collecting of things like socks, underwear, razors, toothbrushes and stuff like that. I have NO problem with sponsoring a soldier for the holidays. I have no real problem with the project we're sponsoring. Our soldiers deserve our praise and assistance for what they do.

The issue I have with it all is the fact that we shouldn't have to do this. Our government should be supplying our soldiers with the best gear. Not just the best weapons, but the vital things that they need. The simple things. I mean, hellfire...socks and underwear? I freakin' can't believe that our military can drop sixty-five million bucks on one fighter jet, a million bucks on a smart bomb, and issue thousands of dollars of weapons to each soldier...yet they can't supply our soldiers socks and underwear and some of the familiarites of home. I'm A-OK with us sponsoring this project. However, I just don't think it should have to fall on the shoulders of the regular American citizens to buy them everyday things that our military should supply.

I know these care packages bring smiles to the faces of our soldiers...I support that. I guess I'm just trying to say...our care packages should contain the real necessities...cigarettes, Playboy and Maxim magazines, candy and goodies like that. :)

Maybe none of that made any sense...maybe it's just the liberal in me that is just trying to find something to bitch about this war. I dunno.

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Current Music: None...Tom Carson doing interviews on air
Current Weight: 257

Zombie!

So...tired. Couldn't make myself sleep worth a damn last night. Finally get to sleep around 0430. Woke up at 0830 or so. I need at least 6 hrs to function all day. This should be interesting.

I'm eating some kickin' oatmeal right now. I feel like I should have a pushbroom mustache. ;)

I wish I could be a damn hermit all day and get paid for it. I'm SO good at sitting on my ass all day, watching TV, surfing the internet for hours at a time, and occasionally getting up to pee...but only when absolutely necessary. I so don't get enough days like that.

Instead... I get to work on a project I don't entirely believe in due to my political stances, work an afternoon shift I'm not really feeling like doing, and head straight from there to Sweeney where I get to spend my evening revamping the entire system. Those 'revamps' take almost 7 hours. 9 when you factor in my ADD. And all I wanted to do tonight was get a beer or two on Fry.

But hey, Jesus loves me. So, it's all good. :)

Gotta shower and haul...have a good one kids.

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Current Music: Warren Vache - Close Your Eyes (didn't know I was into the jazz, eh?)
Current Weight: 257

Man, this world is screwed up.

The borderline-insane, unstable, semi-suicidal, heavy metal loving 13 year old in me weeps today. Dimebag Darrell of Pantera was shot and killed by some nutball with a gun at a club gig.

I wasn't a huge Pantera fan or anything...but they had a few songs I listened to alot when I was a depressed teenager. No matter...it still sucks that some moron feels like he has the right to walk in to a place where people are trying to have a great time and kill people. Only in America.

I seriously won't be surprised if this is some dude with serious mental problems claiming to be doing the work of God. Grrrr...I'd better stop there before I start writing for the rest of the day. I can go all day about people who claim to do things in the Lord's name.

I'm out. Rest In Peace, Dimebag. Your music got me through some rough times. And Rest In Peace to the others in that club whose lives were taken...you were taken too soon.

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Current Music: Pantera - Cemetary Gates

Sir Richard Branson Freakin' Rules!

Is there really any way to deny that Sir Richard Branson is the coolest man on the face of the Earth?

I mean, seriously, only Richard Branson can stand out on the wing of one of his many Boeing 747's or Airbus A-340's, surfboard in one hand and beautiful swimsuit-clad women on either side, and say "What now, Beeyotch?"

Ganked...

A is for age: 22
B is for boyfriend: Totally hetero...
C is for career: Radio and promotions...KPFC-FM and KGAF-AM
D is for dad's name: Jimmy (real dad), Steve (step-dad)
E is for essential item to bring to a party: The Captain, The High Life, The digital camera
F is for favorite song at the moment: U2 - Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own
G is for girlfriend: None. But I'm a "great guy".
H is for hometown: Gainesville, TX (drug running capital of the south)
I is for instruments you play: I own 2 guitars...can't play them to save my life
J is for jam or jelly you like: Strawberry jam...that's the only kind that doesn't make me gag
K is for kids: Sure...someday...
L is for living arrangements: Almost free rent with Shaun
M is for mom's name: Taryn
N is for name of your best friends: Shaun, Sammy, Compton, The Pit Crew
O is for overnight hospital stays: stomach surgery when I was a few weeks old
P is for phobia[s]: heights, spiders, snakes
Q is for quote you like: "No matter how liberated this world becomes, man will always be judged by the amount of alcohol he can consume...and women, whether they like to admit it or not, will be impressed."
R is for relationship that lasted the longest: Suzanne...sad, but true.
S is for sexual position: For me to know...
T is for time you wake up: Whenever I wake up...usually not later than noon.
U is for unique trait: The ability to smooth over almost any situation
V is for vegetable you love: Potatos and corn
W is for worst habit: the occasional Copenhagen, biting my fingernails
X is for x-rays you've had: Hand, mouth, amongst others
Y is for yummy food you make: I make a mean chili dog. LOL
Z is for zodiac sign: Cancer...
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Current Music: Franz Ferdinand - This Fire
Current Weight: No Scale Handy

More Sweeney kids...

More Sweeney kids...

I love my Sweeney kids.

Sitting at the office after fixing the automation computers...looking through old files on the production system. Found some pics from the summer. I love my Sweeney kids.

Precursor to The Super Happy Go Lucky Fun Time Blog Entry From Hell...

I'm working up my weekend recap. It wasn't so great. It had it's moments, but all in all...not so great. It's a good thing I'm a 'great guy' and all. :-(

Also, you'll notice that I'm listing my current weight and my current music now with every entry. It's really just to motivate me to get off my fat ass. I figure if you can see exactly what I'm weighing, that will inspire me to do something about it.

Went walking/jogging/running for about an hour tonight. I'm sore as hell already. Can't wait to get up and do it again. Hoorah.

Guess I'll catch you all later...when you get the actual Super Happy Go Lucky Fun Time Blog Entry From Hell...

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Current Music: U2 - Fast Cars
Current Weight: something in the 250-260 range...I'll have exact figures later.

I Should Really Be In Bed...

Well...

It's been a pretty long week. I'm getting pretty bored with KGAF. I mean, it's a good gig and all...but playing the same old country music gets pretty boring...even though I like the stuff. I just get the feeling alot of times that Tom doesn't really like me at all and I think Shelly is starting to dislike me, too. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I really think it's because I know too much as far as how the radio station SHOULD operate and how I want to do things my way and they have their way. Of course, I have to do things their way. But sometimes it drives me insane. They're great people, though.

Later today is the big ass Pit Crew tailgate. I'm excited as hell. We've all put in alot of work on this thing...Cody and Kevin especially have been kicking ass. It's so cool that we were able to pull this off with no budget and less than 5 days of planning. We've got Five Times August and PhoolWay for entertainment and free food, too! We rule.

I'm feeling a little deflated right now. Don't really need to go into it here because too many people who are important to me read this...but I just feel like I'm experiencing the same ol' thing over and over again. That aspect of my life just sucks. It always winds up this way for me. Nothing I can do about it, though...

I shouldn't complain though. I've got alot of good things going on in my life. I have great friends and 2 great radio gigs that are putting me in a position to be where I wanna be in life. I'm just lonely right now. The holidays really do a number on me. Other than my grandparents, I sometimes I feel like I have no family and I hate not having 'someone' to share the holidays with. Because of this, I wind up being a hardcore grinch. I don't really HATE the holidays...I just...well...I guess I just hate the holidays when I don't have any real reason to like them.

I should just shut up now. I'm starting to sound like a whiney bitch. I'm really not a whiney bitch all the time...I just come across that way because I focus on the negative too much sometimes.

Hope to see some of you at the tailgate shindig tonight (Sat., Dec. 4th) at 5pm.

Until next time, this has been Justin Winters with your KPFC color weather radar forecast.

Yep, this pretty much sums things up.

If you've known me a good long while...you'll understand.

We're here and now,
But will we ever be again?
'Cause I have found
All that shimmers in this world
Is sure to fade
Away
Again
It's too far away for me to hold
It's too far away....
Guess I'll let it go

Quote of the Night...

Justin Barnett: oh I'll be clubbing people bloody with the knee brace

12 hours later

Sunday afternoon

I'm actually up before 3pm on a Saturday!

Yesterday was a pretty good day. First time in a long time I didn't
really have anything to complain about. Hahahaha...

Went to work at KGAF at 1330...that gig is starting to get really easy. I've just figured out how to put it all together with ease...when to run my ad spots and how to time things down so I can hit the news off satellite.

After my airshift, I headed over to KPFC for a little bit of work...knocked out a few things and listened to Blain and Scott's voicetracks. I was so proud...beaming even. To think I taught those kids a little bit of what they know and, at 15, they're really good air talent...that makes me so proud. It was one of the most satisfying moments of my time working at Sweeney. *tear*

I guess I should shill for their show...they do it from their respective homes in Magnolia, AR and Dallas...Saturdays 4-7pm and Mondays & Wednesdays 7-9pm. Good stuff.

Anywhos...I'm about to head to work. Gotta make sure all of our ad spots are set and ready for tonight's broadcast...then I probably have to work the board for the game at 6. Hopefully, Big Tom will work it and let me go to the NT basketball game. Maureen is driving through here on her way back to Denton from OKC. We may or may not go grab a bite to eat. I'll keep ya posted on that...LOL.

I'd better head out.

And I'm out...

Quote of the Night...

"She has a vagina...it is expected." - JD

Sweet. Mother. Of. Lamont.

Crazy weekend. Roadtrip for work involved. Real update to come later. In the meantime, the most amazing video I've ever seen. Thank you, God.

(there WAS a Lindsay Lohan music video here...but it started getting on my nerves with it reloading every time and whatnot)

Quote of the Night, Part Deux

Classic unintentional comedy...

SHelmig: i had never really seen/heard cory morrow before so i had to call craig for a quickie before the concert

Quote of the night...

Here's the quote of the night...thanks Phil!

Me: My U2 DVD gives me wood.
Phil Brown: so U2 is your cialis...now if this continues for 4 hrs, you may want to call bono

*Yawn...*

Lots of U2 lately. Watching lots of mt "Live from Boston" DVD. The damn thing gives me chills. Getting really excited about the new album.

Went for a run last night. Forgot how amazing that felt. One thing is for sure...I'm incredibly outta shape. I think I'm gonna go for another tonight.

North Texas is on TV tonight. Not sure if we get that channel here at the house though. :-\ Super Jamario is getting TONS of press. Thanks SMU Athletic Forum!

I better get going...lots to do. No time to do it in. I kinda over slept by a couple of hours. So now I have less than 2 hrs before work. Hoorah!

Until next time...for Lee Corso and Kirk Herbstreit, I'm Dub Winters for ESPN College Gameday.

Free Jamario!

I'm a bit of a nightmare to be around right now...Thanks to the good folks over at the SMU Athletic forum.

The Doak Walker Award, given out by the SMU Athletic forum every year, is considered to be the award given to the best collegiate running back in the nation. For me...it is now little more than a sham.

As you may or may not know thanks to the big media machine, North Texas' very own Jamario Thomas leads the nation in rushing and all-purpose yards as a TRUE FRESHMAN. He's breaking and tying NCAA rushing records left and right. However, he's from North Texas. Therefore, you hear about Adrian Peterson from Oklahoma every night, even though his numbers aren't as good as Super Jamario's.

Sure, you can argue that J-Mo plays in the Sun Belt conference...but what about the 247 yards he put up on the Big XII's Colorado Buffaloes (who were, by the way, the 4th ranked rushing defense at the time)? What about the fact that he doesn't have a BCS quality defensive line to block for him? All Jamario has is...more talent than Adrian Peterson and a less than stellar blocking scheme in front of him.

Well, the Doak Walker committee has traditionally never considered freshmen for the award. In fact, they may have a rule against it. Well, last night, they decided to change the rule to accommodate Adrian Peterson. The nations SECOND BEST rusher. Therefore, the Doak is now a joke in my eyes and the eyes of many real college football fans. The fans of real football, not the Bullshit Championship System.

I've been a pissy bastard all day because of this. Therefore, I didn't have alot of fun at work today. Just in and out without any gusto. No real excitement to it today. CD players jammed on me twice...forcing me to BS on the fly. In the past, I had a real problem with this...but now, I think I'm learning the art of BSing to get through a catastrophe. That makes me happy.

Other things that make me happy? Getting to go to the last North Texas game of the season on last Saturday. I thought I was working at Sweeney 'til Sunday morning...but instead, I got off work at 1830 on Sat. night...therefore, I was able to haul ass to Denton, catch the second half and the insane happenings afterwards.

Lots of boozing again. For the first time in ages, I woke up on a couch and had no clue where I was. Damn tequila. :) It was nice to see everyone again. I've really missed them all this semester.

I should probably be producing that commercial that's due early in the morning...grrrr for deadlines. I personally think it works better as a live spot, but what are ya gonna do when you sold it as a produced spot.

And you know it's gonna be a good night when Willie Nelson comes on your Launchcast Station singing Pancho and Lefty. Ahh, how great it is to be a Texan and be able to understand and appreciate such things with such ease.

Someday...

Someday, I wish someday I could have someone to sing this to in the dark...raise one for U2...

You say you want
Diamonds on a ring of gold
You say you want
Your story to remain untold

But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You say you’ll give me
A highway with no one on it
Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night

You say you’ll give me
Eyes in a moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You say you want
Your love to work out right
To last with me through the night

You say you want
Diamonds on a ring of gold
Your story to remain untold
Your love not to grow cold
All the promises we break
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You...all I want is...
You...all I want is...
You...all I want is...
You...

Real update coming soon...

Quick Hits...

Howdy, Howdy Cooke County...yes, that's my weak tagline at the top of every hour now. I got nothin'.

Sipping on my 2nd OJ and Parrot Bay of the night...more Parrot Bay than OJ...does that make me an alcoholic? I don't know that there's a name for OJ and coconut rum, so I think I'm going to start calling it Nicole Brown Simpson's Last Tropical Vacation. Maybe I'm just trying too hard on that one.

To steal a line from Dearing...I'm not gonna lie, it's been a pretty good week. Even though I'm barely working 5 hours a day, I feel a sense of accomplishment. I just feel like I'm finally starting to get going in the direction I need to be in. And it's nice to have that feeling for once. I even feel like I'm getting things done at KPFC even though I'm only there 2 days a week. Next stop on the Justin Winters Radio Station Tour: KHYI-FM...or the UK(?).

I've been thinking about looking for a temporary radio gig at a UK radio station...perhaps in London or Manchester. I could be the token American with a Texas accent. You can't tell me that wouldn't be sweet.

I think I could make it in the UK. I've been watching lots of football on TV lately. I'm watching Manchester United v. Manchester City on Fox Sports World right now. I've developed a little bit of a liking for English Premeirship League Football and rugby. Hooray for expanded cable channels. More reason for me to want to go to England.

This weekend is a home weekend for North Texas basketball and football...and I have to miss it. Grrrrr... I have to be the 'on-site contact' all weekend at Camp Sweeney for a men's retreat for Denton Bible Church. It went ok last year...really nice people, easy to deal with, plenty of KPFC time...but I really hate missing these home games. My boys Barnett and Micah will both probably get playing time tomorrow night...and it's Scott Hall & Co.'s last game at Fouts Field. That sucks. Oh well.

Speaking of North Texas...Mean Green RB Jamario Thomas was featured on a FOXSports.com web poll titled "Who is your Heisman Trophy pick?". Leave it to the Mean Green fans to go nuts on the voting to where Super Jamario goes form having something like 2% of the votes to leading Heisman favorite Adrian Peterson by more than 6 percentage points. Then FOXSports.com decided to be dicks about it and take his name off of there since he doesn't fit into their BCS agenda. F--k the BCS. Bring on the playoff system!

I got recognized by some random person today at the grocery store. I was wearing my Red Sox hat (on the air I mention my love for the Sox and how I wear my hat all the time). I was in line and talking to someone and some old lady asked me if I was the guy from KGAF because she recognized my voice and my Red Sox hat...I felt so special. I'm a celebrity. Sweet! OK...maybe not.

I gotta work in the morning at 9 since I won't be doing my afternoon show from 2-5...and I've only cut vocals on all my ad spots. They shouldn't take more than 10 minutes to finish, but it's probably not the smartest thing I've done in a while. Eh, when have I ever done anything that was really thought out?

Really quick...I added the VidPick of the Day. I'm not sure how long I'm going to keep this since Grumby.com seems to be going down (therefore the codes are inaccessible right now) and it may be an annoyance to people visiting the blog. It shouldn't loop or anything, just once. Also, check out the hotlinks for new linkage including: KGAF-AM and a great college basketball blog by Yoni Cohen ('any relation to Sacha Baron?', I wonder...Jagshemash!).

Until next time..."I love your hair, support your local radio DJ (financially or with sexual favors are a good start), and Go Mean Green!".

Ahhh, good stuff...

Been catching some excellent writing on TV lately...just listening for excellent and witty dialogues/monologues. For no apparent reason, really. I've heard 2 in the past two days.

The first from a rerun of The West Wing.

President Bartlet: I like how, on your show, you call homosexuality an abombination.
Jenna Jacobs: I don't say homosexuality is an abomination, Mr. President, the Bible does.
President Bartlet: Yes, it does. Leviticus.
Jenna Jacobs: 18:22.
President Bartlet: Chapter and verse. I wanted to ask you a couple of questions while I have you here. I'm interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. She's a Georgetown sophmore, speaks fluent Italian, always cleared the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be? While thinking about that, can I ask another? My Chief of Staff Leo McGarry insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is it okay to call the police? Here's one that's really important because we've got a lot of sports fans in this town: touching the skin of a dead pig makes one unclean. Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother John for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads? "Think about that, will you? Oh, and one last thing. You may have mistaken this for your meeting of the ignorant tight-asses club but in this building, when the President stands, nobody sits.

Ahhh, good stuff...this next one is really cliche, I know. But, I think it's freakin' genius. It's from Good Will Hunting.

So if I asked you about art you’d probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written...Michelangelo? You know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientation, the whole works, right? But I bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling. Seen that.....If I asked you about women you'd probably give me a syllabus of your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. I ask you about war, and you'd probably--uh--throw Shakespeare at me, right? "Once more into the breach, dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap and watched him gasp his last breath, looking to you for help. And if I asked you about love y'probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone could level you with her eyes. Feeling like! God put an angel on earth just for you...who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it’s like to be her angel and to have that love for her to be there forever. Through anything. Through cancer. You wouldn't know about sleeping sittin’ up in a hospital room for two months holding her hand because the doctors could see in your eyes that the term visiting hours don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, because that only occurs when you love something more than you love yourself. I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. I look at you; I don't see an intelligent, confident man; I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius, Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine and you ripped my fuckin' life apart. You're an orphan right? Do you think I'd know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally, I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what? I can't learn anything from you I can't read in some fuckin' book. Unless you wanna talk about you, who you are. And I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't wanna do that, do you, sport? You're terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.

Don't know why I felt the need to share these...more to have them written down somewhere for myself, I guess.

Oh, What a weekend...

What a weekend...

After a long week of rockin' out to the greatness of classic country music while working the afternoon shift at 1580 KGAF-AM, I decided to treat myself to a weekend in beautiful Denton, Texas with the Crew.

I took off for Denton right after the Callisburg football game. North Texas was playing Louisana-Lafayette in the late game on ESPN 2, but I would up missing most of the telecast. Luckily, I had George Dunham and Hank Dickinson on 88.1 KNTU to bring me the action during the drive.

Got to Denton around 2315 or so...wound up meeting with Cody, Margee, and Barnett at Adrienne's. We watched the rest of the game, then headed out for Fry St. Went to Muther's because we thought Grant F--kin' Jones was playing there. Turns out it was Monkeyshyne, instead...so not quite as fun. Kelly got hit on repeatedly by an incredibly drunk man who was at least in his mid-forties. Hahahahaha! Me, Cody, and JB wandered over to Tavern where we bought a couple of shots. My shot of Jack had something in it. I think it was cigarette ash or something. Either way, I nearly puked when it hit my throat just out of reflex. You don't expect anything solid to hit your throat when your dropping shots.

After Tavern, we headed over to Sidebar to hunt down some 'friends'. 'Friends' meaning 'softball chicks'. They weren't there and we wound up leaving upon learning this...meaning we dropped a $2 cover for nothing really. Eh, oh well...you win some, you lose some.

Went back to the A-P-T-Dot with Cody and dozed off on the couch 'til about noon...woke up and watched Jason play Tiger Woods 2005 for Lamont only knows how long...then managed to doze off for another 2 hours. Hooray for sleepin'!

Woke up in time to go grab a bite to eat with Dearing. We wound up meeting Cullen at Chipotle, but it turns out that there's a new wing joint next door...so Cullen got a burrito and came next door where Dearing and I had managed to order 50 wings. Yes, we're a couple of overeating fatasses...

[sidenote: This was the first time I've met the famous Cullen and what can I say...? 'Cool chick' pretty much sums it up. I proposed to her at the basketball game for being close to perfect. It could have been the pre-game shots talking, though. I'm not sure if she said yes, though. I'm pretty sure it was 'No'... :)]

Me, Cody, Kevin, Dearing, and Koos (who we made get outta the shower and take his still wet and half-naked) all dropped a shot of Captain Morgan's before we headed out for the Super Pit and the first official night of The North Texas Pit Crew. Had a blast at the game! The team looks really good and Barnett got to start. To top it all off, we had a 20+ point lead towards the end of the game...so we started a "We Want Micah!" chant and sure enough, Coach Jones let him into the game. You shoulda heard us...you'd think we had just won the NCAA Tournament or something. :)

Hit up Taco Cabana after the game with the crew. Dropped Matty off at Kerr Hall so he could hit the hay...and we hit up the store for some alcoholic beverages. We got a bunch of beer and two 40's for myslelf in honor of those Notre Damers...and my homies, of course.

Went over to JC, drank hardcore for a few hours. Good times with the crew...minus Cody...wuss. Two 40's and something like 9 Miller High Lifes later, I was trying to sober up pretty quick. Luckily, someone made the call to go to Whataburger...food that cures all ills. Be it drunkeness, the flu, maybe even cancer...I swear by the bacon double Whataburger as a cure. And sure enough, a bacon double and some water made me sober as a goat.

Me and Kevin rolled back to the Fountains...I got my stuff and drove home at close to 0615 with a beautiful Texas sunrise coming up on my righthand side the whole way home. Now THAT is how you finish out a helluva a great night...watching the sun come up. I crawled into bed at 0700. Damn, I miss being able to do that every weekend. I've gotta do it again soon.

Thanks to Cody, Dearing, the Koos for putting me up...Margee, Kelly, Adrienne, Heather, and Barnett for the good times on Fry St....and Micah F'ing Bracy for getting into the game...Cullen and Drunky Holly for being hilarious and cracking me up. I needed a weekend like this. You all freakin' kick ass.

So, when you're done
Doing whatever,
And when you're
through
Doing whoever,
You know Denton County
Will be right here
waiting for you.

Amen.

The Dead of the Iraq War

Ahhh, good times...

So, some really nice person who claims to know me but was too much of a pussy to put their name on this gem posted this comment on my last entry. Listen, I don't care if you post your objections in the comments portion of my posts. You may or may not disagree with me...I may or may not disagree with your comments, but I'll respect you and your right to voice those rebuttals nonetheless. One thing though. For the love of God, put your name on it. I want to know who I am responding to. Also, utilize paragraphs. It helps me read and understand your idiocy. :)

So, without further ado, a lovely comment and my rebuttal.

<-- "Listen, I don't give a shit if you don't like Bush, but you've gotta at least support your president. You should be thankful that you live in a country that is democratic, yeah Kerry lost but so what, at least you put your say in.

Bush is a christian along with most americans, but the war in Iraq has nothing to do with Jesus. Saddam Hussein has been a threat to innocent people for decades, he waged war on Kuwait simply to take them over. He was a threat to democracy and after September 11, Bush didn't want to risk any other terrorist attacks.

It isn't you that should be disappointed in America, it is America that should be disappointed in you. You don't support your president and you are a sore looser.

Plus, it doesen't really even matter who is president; all a president does is carry things out (such as laws, wars, ideas). The president can't do anything that can really harm our nation because he has everyone keeping him in check.

Kerry and his supporters claim that Bush has lost more jobs than any president in 75 years. This is a Bogus claim because it isn't the president's fault, the exact same thing would have happened to Kerry if he were in office the same time Bush was. September 11 screwed our economy into the ground and there was nothing Bush could do about it.

I know you Justin Winters, and I know that you don't support homosexuality. John Kerry has totally corrupt moral values. Before you go being disappointed in our nation, maybe you should get your facts straight." -->

First and foremost, no one HAS to support their president. Nowhere on the books does it say "American Citizens MUST support their president." Sorry, Charlie,we don't live in a dictatorship (or do we). That said, I (along with most Americans that voted for Kerry) will get behind our leaders in hopes that our country will progress in the right directions. I will get behind the president, but also keep a watchful eye on the Bush Administration to keep them in check.

See, the problem with the war in Iraq is that we shouldn't be there. Are the Iraqi people better off without him? Sure, no doubt. The thing is, the Bush Administration had been planning to take Saddam out from day one. They used Sepember 11, 2001 as an excuse to go after him when they knew that there were nations like Iran and North Korea that really deserved to be taken out. There are several nations that we should have been more worried about than Iraq. However, none of those nations' leaders had tried to kill George W.'s daddy. I truly believe we're doing good things in Iraq...I really do. On the other hand though, we're being viewed as an occupying force because we have no real exit strategy. That worries me. And the fact that we went in there without the support of the UN is a little fucked up as well. So many people don't get the fact that we NEED the respect of the other countries in the UN. Sure, France has always hated us. Hell, I'll go as far as to say "France Sucks". I've been there, I hated it. I hated the people there and the smell of Paris. But, whether we like it or not, France matters.

The rest of the world looks at us the same way we look at Islamic governments. They see us as a Christian government. It's why they hate us and can't understand what we do. Yes, most of our nation IS Christian. I am a Christian. But, last I checked, we have laws against mixing politics and religion. And that is essentially what this administration is trying to do. This administration sees ALL Islam as a terrorist threat because of their Christian views.

I don't blame Bush for the economy. I believe he's done the best he could do considering the circumstances. Nowhere have I stated that he deserves the blame for the post 9/11 economy. The job cuts aren't his fault either. Enron wasn't his fault, either. I don't know why this point was even brought up. I agree with you that Kerry could not have done any better considering what happened.

You say that you know me and that I don't support homosexuality. You're right. I don't necessarily support it. I will go on record as saying that I don't agree with the homosexual lifestyle. That, however, doesn't mean I believe that homosexuals don't have rights. I have many friends of various sexual orientations and, though I don't necessarily agree with their lifestyles, I DO belive they have rights. This nation was founded on the words "All men are created equal". How is creating legislation prohibiting homosexuals the right to marry any different than prohibiting the marriages of biracial couples? It's not. As long as you are a human being, you have the right to marry another human being. The fundamentalist Christian right want us to believe that allowing homosexuals to marry will lead to the legal marriages of man and beast. Are you kidding me? These are humans wanting to marry the fellows human they love. No matter the issues you may have with their lifestyles, they deserve be treated like humans. And they're for sure no more sexually deviant than the majority of preachers and politicians.

Finally, how do you know what John Kerry's moral values are? Let me guess, you base that on his pro-choice beliefs. Do you really think that John Kerry wants people to kill babies? Yes, that's it. (I don't agree with abortion, but I'm smart enough to know that the pro-lifers are never going to have it overturned. Therefore, I don't dwell on it.) What makes George W. Bush such an authority on moral values? Because he's a 'good Christian'? We know nothing about the true moral character of either candidate.

Good times, kids. I promise I'll get a little less serious about this whole blogging thing sooner or later. :)

I give in...

I'm hitting the sack. This crap isn't going to be solved until tomorrow at the earliest.

America, I'm disappointed. I really thought you had the balls to kick this evil administration out of office. I guess we can continue to wage more war in the name of Jesus. Hooray!

12:54am CDT...is America Dumber Than I Thought?

Well, there's people and more people
What do they know, know, know
Go to work in some high rise
And vacation down at the Gulf of Mexico
Ooh, yeah
And there's winners and there's losers
But they ain't no big deal
'Cause the simple man, baby
Pays for thrills
The bills the pills that kill

Oh, but ain't that America
For you and me
Ain't that America
Something to see, baby
Ain't that America
Home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses
For you and me

12:01am CDT

NBC News just projected Ohio for Bush...putting him at 269 electoral votes. If John Kerry wins out, it's a tie at 269.

Please God, give us a miracle. I can't imagine 4 more years of this shit.

And the race is on...

Interesting link I found on www.Fark.com...

www.Zogby.com is predicting a Kerry victory 311-213 with 2 states too close to call. Of course, this isn't exactly a poll...just throwing some numbers together from various polls and 2000's final numbers.

We can only hope they're right.

I'm tired as hell...I took a nap last night from 1930 to 2315, then worked on my blog until about 0430...and slept from 0530 to 0700. Therefore, I'm exhausted, but want to stay up all night watching the election returns. I love this stuff...it's exciting!

On a completely different note, CBS Sportsline is running an online poll involving North Texas' very own Jamario Thomas. Of course, he started out with no respect because he's not on a B(c)S team like Adrian Peterson. However, slowly but surely, he's getting some votes. I don't know when this poll will close, but it's still open as I write this entry (1725 Nov. 2, 2004), so click on the pic of Jamario and vote once again on this Election Day. Feel free to commit some voter fraud and delete your cookies and vote many times over. ;)

Vote Jamario Thomas! (bottom left of page)

More to come...

- Dub

Just back from voting...

Just rolled back in from Precinct 37's polling place, the lovely (and somewhat funny smelling) Hillcrest Church of Christ Fellowship Hall.

Got there at 0735 and sat down at the table with my ballot. Got to crackin' immediately with my vote for John Kerry. About halfway down my ballot, I hear the unmistakable baritone of my Papa...being his usual loud, a-little-too-outgoing self...followed by the "SHHH!" that I knew could only be my Nanny. Interestingly enough...if I recall correctly...I ran into them back in 2000, as well. I love living in small town America where you can unintentionally run into your grandparents at the polls in two consecutive presidential elections.

Nanny and Papa got their ballots and walked behind me on their way to an empty table. I made sure to cover my vote for John Kerry as my Papa grabbed the back of my neck (like he always does) when he walked by. Nanny knows I'm voting Kerry this time...but I think it might spark a major disagreement if Papa finds out. Both are hardcore Conservative Christians and HUGE Bush supporters. I love them just the same. ;)

Looks like it's about to rain AGAIN...it's been raining off and on since late Friday night. Thank God, the temperatures are finally getting close to what they should be in November. It was freakin' 85 all last week. Right now it's a lovely 53 outside with a projected high of 58. That said, Normal Texas Weather Theory tells us that it will either snow or be 90 degrees next week.

I think I'm gonna find something breakfast-like to eat around here. I've been living off of Halloween candy (well, I've been picking the Three Musketeers outta the bowl) for a couple of days now.

Look for new link buttons later today...I think I'm going to link a few friends' Xangas since they seem to have to be attention whores and use Xanga. Adios!

- Dub

Less than six hours to go....

**Editor's Note: I've decided to make this blog more than a photo blog. Though most posts will be in photo-form, I will be using it as a regular blog as well...

We're less than six hours away from the most important election of our lifetime. I could go on a tirade about why you should vote for Kerry. Instead, I'll let someone who, though I disagree with him on many things, has hit it on the head once again.

One Day Left by Michael Moore

Just a couple of things from me. Bush invokes the names of JFK and FDR all the time...remember kids, they were liberals. I'm by no means a hardcore liberal and I consider myself a follower of Jesus Christ, but I do feel that it's the Right-Wing Conservative Christians that are holding this nation back from being great. And don't forget...I WAS a Right-Wing Conservative Christian in the last election.

I voted for Bush for the exact reasons I now want him out. As a Conservative Christian, I wanted a President that listened to Jesus before he listened to anyone else. And, though I think a man's faith is an important thing, he must remember that 50 of the people he serves and the majority of the world do not believe in Christianity. I'm not a fan of using Jesus as an excuse to bomb and occupy countries. That's close to making us no different than the Islamic terrorists. Jesus taught peace. Jesus Christ was the original bleeding-heart liberal. Christ wasn't a warmonger. Get that through your skulls, church-going public.

That's enough from me...I'm just thinking alot tonight. Whoever you vote for...be it Kerry, Bush, Nader, Badnarik, or George Jetson...just get your ass out to the polls tomorrow and let your voice be heard. I know that's a cliche thing to say, but it's the truth.

God Bless America...

- Dub

Kevin Millaaaaaa

Kevin Freakin' Millar...thanks to the lovely Suzanne Esposito for the pic. Too bad she's going to Hell for getting to go to the damn parade.

Millar went on FSN's "The Best Damn Sports Show Period" on Friday and said that the entire team did shots of Jack Daniel's Whiskey before Games 6 and 7 of the ALCS and all four games of the World Series. He's been getting alot of shit for it and, probably because I'm biased due to my love for all things Kevin Millar, I don't see why anyone cares. This Red Sox just LOOKED like they were having a great time...and that's a rare thing in professional sports this day and age.

People think it's wrong that they team had a drink or two before the games. You want wrong? Wrong is the MLB Player's Union not allowing Kevin Millar to be a member because he was a replacement player in 1995 during the strike. Wrong is the fact that Kevin can't make any money off of jersey sales, nor will his likeness be on any official World Series memorabilia. In fact, the MLB has rules against selling Kevin Millar Authentic jerseys. If you're a fan, and want a Kevin Millar jersey...you can't get an authentic from the MLB.com store or at Fenway Park. You have to rely on shoddy knockoffs. Just because he was playing for the love of the game while a bunch of money-grubbing assholes chose to "screw the P1" and take the 1994-1995 season off.

So, let's raise a shot of Jack Daniel's Tennessee Whiskey to Kevin Millar. A Man's Man, A Baseball Player's Ball Player.

The Definition of Badass

Schilling...giving new meaning to 'Red Sox'.

A-Rod Sucks...Jeter

Classy move there, Alex...pansy. Seriously, the man slapped at Bronson Arroyo like a woman slapping another woman in a chick fight. I've never seen a more homosexual-esque move in baseball.

Who's Your Papi?

All Hail David Ortiz!

Keep The Faith!

With any luck, this thing will be posting run after Red Sox run tonight and tomorrow...paving the way for the first team in MLB history to come back from a 0-3 deficit and win a 7 game series.

Go Sox! Keep The Faith!

Friday Night Lights

Can't wait to see it...I would have seen it already if I weren't incredibly poor.

The Official Site of the NT Pit Crew

The North Texas Pit Crew is SO money.

After that asskicking that North Texas just took from Baylor...it's probably best that I don't own one of these. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.......

Buy this for me!

I want this...buy it for me...link is above.

The Secrets of Omaha Hi/Lo Poker...REVEALED!

Look at that ass!

Here come the Irish!

Michigan Girls Love North Texas!

Robbie Mac!

Robbie Mac...coming through in the clutch for a really stretched KPFC-FM crew...working the board for Callisburg Football this Friday while I'm in South Bend. Thanks Robbie!

New Cell...

I got a new phone! Praise be to the cell gods!

Go Mean Green!

Today's the day...start of the Mean Green football season. Go Mean Green!

I lost my cell today. I want to cry.

Hallelujah!

And college football season is finally upon us. Oh, Mighty Scott Hall...lead the way to the promised land of New Orleans.

Oh...My...God....

Why can't they all be this perfect?

Tiki....Bastardface!

Pic of the Day for 09.02.04

Blog Pic of the Day (09.01.2004)

THIS...is JayDub's Blog Pic of the Day

Testing...one, two...toast, toast...

Hello once again...it's mighty fine to see you again. I'm starting to get a little bored with LiveJournal...Xanga just ain't my thang...so I just found Blogspot and I think it rules.

I'll still use LiveJournal as my primary blog...but here I will post only pictures to share what is on my mind. Yes...with the exception of picture captions and post titles...these will be the last words ever written in this blog (at least until further notice**).





** - Disclaimer: Subject to change at any time...don't like it?...get over it. Sucker.