i had something interesting to write

but i fell asleep early and had a weird dream. i forgot what it was about other than some mexican dudes throwing bricks at me, then Hungus showed up, smoked a cigarette and made everything good.

Maybe later I’ll remember what i was going to write, and will….

Little Chuck Liddell

Little Liddell:

if only i were single

and stupid…..

is it just me, or are these girls not exclusive to fargo, west fargo and moorhead. I’m pretty sure that chic on the top has been the same age since 2002, and oddly enough still single. but whatev, i guess she’s got nice … nevermind… which reminds me about my new album: “JUGS“, coming out sometime in the future. its half of a double disc release, jugs and snatch, genre bending music…. its not just me, credit to MR. savage as well……..

PS

Dish Network should probably plan on paying for my ALL STAR party I plan on having tomorrow nite.

It won’t cost that much..

$13 for a case o’ cheep beer

$2 for a bag o’ peanuts

$ 37 for a lifetime of my own minnesota wild dreams cut short, just like my typical sexual encounter (but that one would usually only cost me four bucks)

FUCK you dish DVR

being a hockey fan sucks a fat dick.

Luckily I live in Minnesota, it ain’t so bad here. (Fuck you Canucks)

Its bad tonite tho… I watch almost all of the stupid show that is the young allstars game before my usual tuesday nite poker game starts. i set the dish DVR to record the rest of the show. up until this time in my life dish dvr has been nothing but top notch for me. tonite is a differernt story.

i start to watch the show, the east goes up but the west comes back to build a big lead. the east suddenly takes a big lead of their own.

i’m cheering for Brian Rolston (Minnesota Wild) and the west.

game on and the 2nd shootout begins with the east up 10 – 7.

east shoots and Luongo blocks, west shoots and scores! 10 – 8

east shoots and Luongo blocks, west shoots and scores! 10 – 9

east shoots and Luongo blocks, Brian Rolston (My Wild Guy) is up, just as he gets to the puck the recording ends…….

FUCK YOU DISH DVR

random video

does naked look like he’s hungover here?

biking music

every day when i’m biking i’ve got headphones on. I go 32 minutes and try to go a little bit further everytime, so its a pretty vigorous ride.

I started to think the maybe Nike and Apple are onto something with the nano that changes the speed of music or whatever it does, i don’t even know what it does. well sometimes i’ll get a fast song that will make me speed up my pedaling to keep up the beat with the music. sometimes it works good, sometimes the beat is too fast and i can’t keep up which makes me slow down.

sometimes there are songs that the beat doesn’t really matter, but just songs that wanna kick you in the ass and get you pumped up, make you push a little bit harder. I’ve always had good luck with Korn doing that, but tonite it was Dropkick Murphys – I’m Shipping Up to Boston that made me finish strong.

So I wonder what is the best music to really get you pumped up? Don’t tell me Tori Amos unless your last name is Thoele.

Dreams keep getting weirder

I had a crazy dream last nite. I could make it into a movie, well if I was a better writer, had a ton of money, knew anything about making movies, and had a hundred other pieces fall into place.

Well in this movie dream I got hired to be part of a private security team for a very strange house. This house was some sort of private mental hospital. It was an old large house in a completely residential part of town. This was no ordinary mental hospital though. Some of the patients there were part zombie part vampire, or at least that was my guesses about what was wrong with them. The whole place had about 10 rooms in it, so it was a pretty small number of patients, but we were warned about people coming to the house from a house half a block up the street. There was one particular person we were supposed to be very carefull of. We only had a vague description of this person, but we knew exactly where they would be coming from because they lived in a small place just up the steet 50 yards or so. We were told that we would certainly have to use excessive force if this character ever tried to get close to the house. They werent’ joking about it either, we were give bats with nails in the beating end and told to use them.

For days the job was just very odd, and everyone was always very nervous about the neighbor showing up. One day it finally happened, it was Shaun White shooting at the house with a blowgun. I left the house and went after him with my nails bat. After repeated blows he was finally down but seemed more annoyed by all the holes in his body rather than actually hurt. I got on top of him and put him in a pretty tight choke with the bat and literally tried to choke the life out of him. Minutes passed and he was still not dead, I tried to break his neck but he still had a little bit of life left in him. When he seemed to be on the verge of dying i left him in the snow and headed back to the house.

By the time I got back some of the other guards knew what was going on and they knew that Shaun White was not dead and would be arriving at the house any minute, they were frantically trying to prepare for it. Sinbad (was one of the other guards) led me to a patients room which was called the safe room. It was an old woman who did not speak or move, just layed in her bed stairing at the ceiling, all the time. Sinbad was looking for something in her closet, I thought it was odd that we break into a patients room, but he said the woman would not even know we were there. He got some kind of weapon from the closet and he was ready. Shaun White got into the house and a long battle took place but he was finally killed.

After that took place we were looking for the phone but it was gone. Walking the hallways we hear some odd noised coming from behind one door. We go in to find one of the guards (another actor who i just can’t think of his name, he looks kinda like Will as in Will and Grace) and Jennie Mork sitting 10 feet away from each other having phone sex. He stole the phone and hooked up 2 in his room so they could have phone sex right there. We broke that up and got our phone back.

Later a bunch of the guards were sitting around talking about what had happened and talking about some of the weird shit that had gone on in that house in the past. The one thing that I remember was a dog in the house and several of the patients would only eat watermelon that tasted like meat. They happened to have some and some of the guards were trying it, most would spit it out and swear it was the worst shit they’d ever tasted. I started eating some and kinda enjoyed it. One of the female guards (Cameron Diaz) asked me (being the new guy) if I would ever work as a private security guard again. I looked at her and said I really like the meaty watermelon in a very end of the movie – the once good guy is now bad guy, make you jump outta your seat, there’s gotta be a sequel type of way.

Right at that very second of the dream my alarm clock went off, it was set on radio and the volume was WAY up. It might have been lex and terry and they were talking to somone on a bad phone connection, it sounded almost like screaming and was very scratchy. It was almost as if it was a background scream at the very end of my dream. I woke up and my whole body jumped like i’ve never jumed out of sleep before. i bed most of my body was a foot off the bed.

Not your typical goal celebration

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Weird Dreams Weird Day

My day starts off thinking about the dreams I was having right before waking up:

First I’m in some sort of school gymnasium listening to a political debate of some sort.  There was a very good looking female republican representative from South Dakota who was wearing tight jeans and a LA Lakers jersey.  She was going on about some bullshit, so we decided to give her the Sweeden cheer, but replaced Sweeden with Lakers.  People got really pissed off.

Then I’m out on the Northridge (Elementary school I went to) soccer field with my best soccer mate (aka Agent Gambit) just kickin the ball around with a few people.  This hot chic in the Lakers jersey comes to ask us if we’d like to play american football with her and some of her friends.  We kinda wanted to but were hesitant because our soccer coach was around somewhere and he’d probably be mad if he saw us playing american football, so we didn’t.  The really weird thing is that our soccer coach was Bill Parcells (The Tuna) coach of the Dallas Cowboys.

Now I’m gonna do some website stuff.  I notice this morning that I got my first pageRank’d website.  PageRank is google’s ranking system, from 0 – 10.  Most sites rank at 0, and anything about 6 is awesome.  Until now all of my websites were at 0, but I got one of them up to 1, yee-haw.  I also notice I have several front page links for some of the sports team domain names i own.  You’ll find my links on the front page if you search for Nashville Predators and Minnesota Thunder.  I was up there for LA Galaxy and hope to get that one back up, and hopefully get New York Red Bulls up there too!  So I’m gonna do a little work to get those back up while I wait for a phone call about a website I’m actually working on for someone else.  Gonna check out the recently released Drupal 5.0!