Friday, October 16, 2009

Anonymous guy left me a comment..


Anonymous said...

"your blogs make me want to kill myself.....better yet, they make me want to open a can of whoopass on your bitch ass."


You want to fight me over some internet trash blog that your not forced to look at?

Wow, and you call yourself an American.

Thats not very nice. :(

Do yourself a favor and not look at my blog.

I said good day!


Monday, October 12, 2009

Preach..

Blog ranting time!!
Im going to bitch a little.
You ready?

Bad NFL official calls.
As of the last couple of weeks I've noticed some pretty shitty calls from refs.
Anywhere from penalizing celebrations to terrible roughing the passer calls.
It's garbage , especially when QB's demand the flag and get it. ( Tom Brady , Brett Favre)
And tonights Jet's, Dolphins game. Bad pass interference call.
Oh well, Most of you do not care.
Ill move on.
(good blog about refs sucking. Refs suck)


CHILE.

Now to me and to the rest of you in New Mexico this is the standard chile.
Red chile sauce with out anything else in it, initially.
Blended from soaked red chiles with some garlic and cooked.
The best way right?
I think so.
Any tex mex hybrid garbage is what it is.
No beans in the chile because the chile goes in the bowl of beans.
The chile goes on things !!
On hookers!
On babies when their being baptized!
On top of the coffin when grandma Chewy gets put next to grandpa.
By the way, my grandma makes the best red chile.
Then again, Im sure yours does too.

Me not knowing..

All last week I was bitching about going out of town and having an adventure.
The problem was the gang was a BIT iffy about what to do.
Needless to say I did not leave my fair city.
Im pretty sure if we all knew about the G*D DAMN Oktoberfest in Red River that would have been the destination.

But especially if this kind of tomfoolery was going on.
Dam, It sucked because I looked in the Alibi and saw the ad for it the day it was going on.
Oh well..

Last one.
Do not get that new buffalo chicken sub at Subway.
It's garbage.
Made me a bit queazy.
Better yet, eat anything else.
Chew it up real nice like.
Spit it out.
Then eat it.
It will look and taste better than the buff chick sub.

Ill feel much better.


Go:
long ass bike rides
wasabi horse radish
five day old steaks in the fridge
powdered hot chocolate
sleeping in
route 66

Fin..

Hey you hit and runners!
Let me know what you think of my blogs.
Leave a comment or check one of the reactions at the bottom.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Michael Jackson just E-mailed me..

He said a few things:
Never look at the man in the mirror.
Never beat it.
Never have sex with Billy Jean.
Never touch children. ( Which he later revised to. " Never get caught touching children.")

He also said Brett Favre looks terrible in purple.
Then he added go 49'ers!

The fast and the curious..

Just a short blog:
I went out and did some photo shootin.
Jealous?

I rode my bike out to a trail by the big I.
Did some shutter magic.
Are you not entertained?!


The motel 6 just to the left of the I.



Oh hai moon!
Your to damn bright.
We'll meet again some day.


P.S.
Im working on the Stew and Jon go to Vegas blog this week.
Give it till Friday.



Tuesday, September 15, 2009

R I P Pat..



Thanks for giving our moms someone to fantasize about while our dads where at work.
(late 80's early 90's)

Dude, Thanks for Point Break.
Way to punk Neo.
That bro deserved it.


On your way out could you do me a solid?
Make sure they put this guy in the box with you.



Bargon wanchi kox paa, West! Hoo hoo hoo hoo.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

911..

I was in geometry class when it all happen.
I was a sophomore I think.
I remember teachers gathering us all into classrooms with TV's in them.
We watched the second plane crash into the second tower.
It seemed so unreal, like it was a joke they were playing on us.
The tragedy of it didn't set in until a teacher mentioned we might be getting into a war.
I wasn't ready to be in a war..

Monday, September 7, 2009

Beef jerky and wine..


Me and the gang went out to the New Mexico wine festival.
No bigs..
The epic fifteen minute drive to Bernalillo.
I sat in the back like a damn dog.


The line wasn't to bad when we got to the back of it.


Then it turned into a Hanna Montana concert line.



I need to get me one of these sweet rigs.
Fill the cooler with tecate and burritos.

O HAI!
We made it to the entrance and Bryan's feeling it.




Poppet's ready for some action.

Stew dreamt all night about vomit and regret.
Poor guy had to carry around my camera bag.
Only because I didn't want to look like a huge tool trolling around with my all my gear with me.
Come on, I have to look cool at all times.
Thanks Stew.



Time to do some damage no?

Sippin on some sizzurp.(kinda)


Ekk!
Blue Teal makes a great muscat canelli*.
I got pretty wrecked off some Blue Teal a couple of weeks ago.
I won't get into it.

My homies!


Claire's feelin it.

Blue Teal might as well stand for:
Great tasting wine that leads you to drink a ton more wine...
and stuff.


Katie was their.
She got her B- town drink on.


I saw the stand and just had to get some jerky.
WUT CHU KNO BOUT THAT?!


The mountains looked great out their.


At the goat cheese tent the kid selling goat cheese had his face painted like a goat..
Not cool man.



Still no vomit and regret.. :(



Thank god for the glitter tattoo stand.
OMG.


I can haz gyros at wine festival?

I sure can haz.
For seven dollars..
good stuff though.


Bryan always has these Mary Poppins fantasies When he gets red faced.



Abran Torres was there.
Great shirt by the way.


Stew just wasn't quite feelin it.
I think something was missing.
Dam it was getting hot and it was time to clear the F out!


Jerky: Will you marry me?
Wine: Oh of course I will!
Perfect marriage in my opinion.
They go hand in hand..

Who would win in a fight?

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