Assorted Vents....

Well I have a couple different topics that I am working on for future blogs, and those require some serious thought, so as a result I've decided to give you a list of things to think about, because they rattle around in my head all day long. I call it

1. I'd be the first to admit that I am firm in my stance on issues in politics, but I also allow people to speak their opinion. Asshats that just start screaming and tuning you out when you are bringing up points/ideas, make me want to punch infants... stop being so gosh-darn closed off you Turd!

2. I thought about this the other day when talking to a single friend... When I was younger, I got a lot of my more "unsportsmanlike" moments out of my system, the excitement of cheating on a girlfriend, the debaucherous nature of a fraternity guy, binge drinking, etc. The guys that don't do it when they are younger, obviously never got it out of their systems, so they are doing it later in life. That's why these guys that were picked on in high school and college, you know the type, cops, firefighters, state troopers etc, now that they have some semblance of power, are doing it to wives and as a result, giving us normal guys, a bad rap. Honestly I wish I could convey how frustrating it is for a nice guy to have to swim upstream against all this negative publicity these guys give us, its like trying to train a lion with a pellet gun, just completely ineffective.

3. Uninformed sports fans that don't know a touchdown from a home run. I can understand being a homer fan, shit this town is crawling with them.... But some people that just cheer for the team and cant even name like 3 people on the fucking team... Okay so you can tell me who they played last week, can you tell me what their record was last year, hell, even this year? There is nothing more frustrating than hearing women scream, "Throw a home run Todd" when the quarterback's name is Chad.... Seriously go jump out of a chopper from 3500 feet without a parachute. On this same note, the cocksucker sports-fan. The guy who knows about sports, knows that healthy rivalries lead to great games, yet is the asshole that says, "I Hope someone kills (insert opposing player's name here), so his career is over!" Like okay I'm a Jets fan and by nature we're supposed to be assholes, but I was a former coach, and as much as I hate losing, I have to accept the loss as either they were better or we fucked up... Just because the Dolphins beat us twice this year doesn't mean I want the entire team charter on its way to Jacksonville to crash into Lake Okeechobee. I admit, I do have one person I despise with a fervor reserved for the 9th ring of hell, but its not a player, its a coach, more importantly Bill Bellichek... But seriously, these fans bug the shit out of me, like they only root for their team, and are complete cunts about any success their opponents/not-their-team may have. Enjoy sports for what they are, COMPETITION. I understand being a die-hard fan, but show some fucking respect to the other teams trying their hardest just as your team is. Basically, these sports fans need a humbling, preferably by one of players they hate so much... wouldn't you like to see Brian Urlacher unload on a 165 lb douche who wished him dead....

4. Bosses that suck... like seriously, do you need to check what I am doing every 20 min? If I'm one of the best employees you've ever had according to what you've said, fuck off and and don't double check all of my work. Go crash into an AIDS tree or something.

5. I hate it when you get a bag of chips and I'm excited to open it and when I do, its three-quarters air in the bag. Fuck!!! its such a let down....

6. It's December.... Can someone tell the weather that!!!!! we've been experiencing record highs for the past week, while the rest of the fucking country is freezing its butts off....

That's all for now. I expect that this will be the regular Thursday blog, just the snippets of a life spent fighting stupidity... with rage....

DVD Review: "Hurt Locker"

From the Director of "Strange Days" and "Point Break" comes The 2008 hit action-thriller-drama, "The Hurt Locker." "Iraq. Forced to play a dangerous game of cat-and-mouse in the chaos of war, an elite Army bomb squad unit must come together in a city where everyone is a potential enemy and every object could be a deadly bomb."

I went into the movie expecting a war movie. That's not what i got, but i was not disappointed, and definitely pleasantly surprised. The style of the movie made you feel like you were right in the middle of the whole movie, at times, feeling just as lost and just as scared as the soldiers in the situation.

Jeremy Renner as Staff Sergeant William James was a fine portrayal of how war can get to someone. He definitely surprised me with his acting ability, having done bits and pieces here and there in other movies, and finally showing he could act in "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" However, his versatility was still in doubt in my eyes. This proved to me, he's got at least 3 more great performances before Hollywood takes him seriously, and that's a damn shame!

Cinematography was top notch, the sound editing was great, and the score added to the drama perfectly. The only thing that i would have worked on is the pacing of the film, a bit slow at times, and other times a bit too fast... other than that, I have no complaints about this movie.

Ralph Fiennes, Guy Pierce, and Evangaline Lilly all are in the movie in small roles, and they add in their own way to this story. I can honestly say that this movies' portrayal of the the War in Iraq is so gritty and edgy, that Kathryn Bigelow, Director, can boast she just directed the "Platoon" of this Generation.

Judgement:

Coven of Doucheness

So since the last time I wrote, a few things have happened and the results of which is me writing this. Let's get mooooving... shall we?

A week after my previous blog, I met someone, we started dating and i totally fell in love with this person in no time. We could finish each others sentences, we spoke in meaningful and intelligent conversation and we both cared for each other deeply. Obviously not enough because she did break up with me not too long ago, One of the main reasons I'm back....

The more I travel this town called, Miami, Florida, the commonly referred to "305" by its douchidents, the more i realize our future is rather dim.... I walked into Doral Ale House this past Tuesday, in an effort to get off the grid. None of my close friends travel into this Coven of Doucheness willingly, so the exercise had merit, as far as getting off the grid, at least. I managed to grab a seat at the bar, when it occurred to me i was older than about 60% of the patrons.... by at least 8 years!

I was sitting there, looking around and realizing, "Do these people even think about what they are doing before going out???" About 90% of all the women, under the age of approximately 24, were dressed to the 9's! They are aware that its a Tuesday? And it's a sports bar right? That not withstanding, i began looking at the male-douches that were roaming the quiet countryside of a Tuesday Ladies Night at Doral Ale House.... This did not make me feel any more confident on our future.... Now i know, without a shadow of a doubt, that i am by no means the best looking guy; however, i have to question the thought process of these guys. That having been said, do men(and i use the term loosely) actually think that wearing a white v-neck t-shirt and a pair of baggie jean shorts with flip flops makes them look good? I can understand if a few were in this garb of douchness, but it was a common happenstance, as if they all received a memo and decided to follow the dress code to a "T". I rarely leave my house in anything but jeans, only because i like to look good for myself, i feel like a bum if i go out and am not in at least a Polo shirt. People can call me vain for that, but the reality is i don't give a shit if me making sure i am at least presentable qualifies me as vain.

I think what really irked me about this whole situation was that the women there were actually paying attention to the members of this Coven. What was worse, they were drawn to it... Like a moth to a lamp... I sat there for the duration of 3 or 4 beers quietly observing, as i normally do when i am trying to understand human nature, and honestly i felt like my brain kept getting Blue Screens of Death while trying to do the computations!



I ended up leaving early around 1030 and all that was going through my head is how screwed up this town will be in 4 years when these leaders of the axis of ineptitude try running the town, most likely into the ground.