Bubba's Corner

Bachin' it

2007-04-12T22:08:00.001-07:00

Yes, I am "Batchin' it" this week. My lovely wife is in another town on the other side of the mountains doing some work, so I am home alone, shit...... I hate that when I say that it makes me think of Macauley Culkin. Fuckin' drug addict slug. I haven't been eating well, mostly hamburgers and fries. What a pathetic slob I can be when left to my own devices. At least the burgers are made from turkey meat. I have trouble concentrating, I only do things in short bursts. I guess that is why I despise long distance running so much, I am more of a sprinter. Maybe that is why my blawg posts are so short.....uhhh. What does that say about me? Comments are welcome, and please be honest, I can take it. I gotta go, what the hell am I doing here? I must have something bet

OK, So I missed some, shut up!

2007-04-06T23:03:00.000-07:00

I haven't done really well in posting everyday in the month of April. I suck at blawwgeeng. Anyway, today is a good day, and maybe if you are nice I will tell you why later. I found a lucky penny yesterday and it actually worked for the first time in my life. I love pizza. I love lamp. Screw it, here is some more pictures for your enjoyment.

Uncle Sam's an Asshole

2007-04-03T22:58:00.000-07:00

Every year, we come to that fateful time when dear Uncle Sam is supposed to refund us some money to replace what he diligently took from us over the last 12 months. We always think that this year is going to be better 'cause we have more stuff to deduct, we bought a house, etc. etc. But wouldn't you know it for some reason it just keeps getting worse, dear old Uncle Sam has found a loophole, and he intends to keep what he took. Sometimes, I think old Theodore Kacynski had it right, and I want to move into a cabin in the middle of nowhere off the grid and give a big ol' finger to the rest of the world, minus the letter bombs of course. It just never feels like you did the right thing no matter how hard you tried, no matter what people have told you to do, or what you have read, the boys and girls in the gov'ment are gonna get their money............fuckers. On second thought, maybe Teddy had the whole thing right. Goddamn Uncle Sam.

Numba 2, Shit Yeah!

2007-04-02T20:52:00.000-07:00

I got another interview for an organization that I have interviewed with 5 times already. This new interview is for a job that I interviewed for about 7 months ago or so. I think that I am just on the list of people to call when they have to make their quota of interviewees. Oh well, I have been told by numerous people that I have to keep trying if I want to work for this organization. Maybe the 6th time is going to be the charm. I am coming up on a year since I gradjeeated frum collidge, I hope that I can get where I want before that. Hells yeah! Wish me luck.

Everyday in April. UUGHH

2007-04-01T20:49:00.000-07:00

OK, so I have been challenged to post every day in the month of April, so I am starting now with a quickie. Lets have a look at some of the places I have been working in the last year. NICE!

Bwwwaaaaaaahahahahahahahaahahah!

2007-02-01T18:45:00.000-08:00

Yesterday on my way home some stoopid chick was driving all erratic as she passed me, and I could see her stoopid hand holding up her celly while she was looking all over the place trying to make her next stoopid move. So naturally I wished her to die in a fiery inferno. Unfortunately she just rumbled out of sight. But, about 5 to 10 minutes later, I caught up to her as she was trying to pull out of the backed up lane on the Port Washington Narrows bridge, and into the other lane which was moving quickly. I stayed back. As I watched, she tried to make a break for it, still holding her stoopid phone to her stoopid head. Unfortunately for her the traffic was moving too quickly. Fortunately for me though, the traffic in our lane was at a dead stop, but she couldn't see that because of her stoopid hand holding up her stoopid phone. BANG! She rammed into the poor old lady in front of her, and as I went by, I couldn't help but laugh out loud (LOL for the written language impaired). "HA HA HA HA HA HA, that was fuckin' awesome", I said to myself, "I must have magical powers!" Ok ok, I know what your thinking, "but she didn't die in a fiery inferno". So what, I guess I have weakened magical powers. I bet I must have magically created 100's of minor accidents all over the world. I could probably take credit for all kinds of dents, scrapes, bruises, and slightly itchy netherregions all over the world. What a great feeling of power. So I guess I must be "Commander in Chief of Smallish, None-too Horrific Accidents and Stuff". So don't question me, I am the Commander in Chief. And don't piss me off either cause you never know when I might lie about you cutting me off in traffic and send in the troops! (Magical troops)

Bloggety, blog, blog.

2007-01-31T19:52:00.000-08:00

I'm tired. I am typing away at this thing and saying nothing. I know I said that I was going to post more often, but every time I sit down to do so, I have nothing to say. So I am going to start to use it as a sort of free write. I am going to type for a bit no matter what even if I say nothing. Sorry about the punctuation, it will probably suffer due to the quick nature of the free write, and I am not going to go through it and fix it for a while. Even sentences probably will not make sense. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a coffee pot? Me either. Writey writy writy . Ha. I made up a new word....I think. Today I got to do some work on a piece of property on the east side of Hood Canal. It was about 50 acres and had some serious slope to it. The views were friggin awesome and the day was nice and sunny. I even had on just a T-shirt for a while. Bloggety bloggety bloggety. Man, this shit is hard. I used to have so much more to say. bye.

How did I turn out so different?

2006-12-15T17:38:00.000-08:00

Sometimes I just don't understand people. Not just people, but people that I know. It's a free country, and I am proud to live in it, but c'mon making Baghdad glow? America has lost it's balls since WWII? The conflicts that America is in engaged in now are much different than WWII, you can't apply the same tactics. What good would destroying Baghdad do? Baghdad is not filled with only enemies of America, that is like saying we should bomb the shit out of whichever U.S. city has the highest crime rate to get rid of the baddies. Oops, did we kill you, you must have been living too close to the criminals, sorry. "Terrorists" are everywhere, we don't have a shore to land on and send thousands of soldiers in to die for us. WWII was not fought for the same reasons. The "terrorists" are religious fanatics, throughout history, the number one motivation for killing. The Japanese in WWII had somewhat of the same inspiration, and we know how they fought, but we also knew where they were, and it wasn't the sole basis for their fighting. I don't have the answers, but I know that dropping bombs anywhere and everywhere we feel is "bad" can have dire consequences. It's a sticky situation, and going in all John Wayne, guns blazing just ain't gonna work. CHANGE. It happens! Everyday, every decade, every century is a new challenge. We have to learn to move with it, or we will eventually just be another fallen empire. I probably sound like a lunatic, and my brother will say demasculated, but I think it takes more balls to admit your mistakes and try a different way than to continue down the same path. Surely this will provide plenty of fodder for me and my loved ones to chew on over the pagan holiday.

Cheers. Love to you all.

Look Ma. I'm blawgeeng!

2006-12-11T21:54:00.000-08:00

I don't have a lot to say. ( C'mon everybody, lets hear it.......one big collective "NO SHIT!") I have never been a big talker, most of the time I am content listening (or pretending to listen) to other people do the talking. Sure, sure I may get a big mouth when I get boozed, but for the most part, I usually just shut the hell up. I don't know what it is about me, but I just really don't like talking about mundane shit with random strangers (Grocery store checkers please take note!). I know when the weather is good, or bad, so I really don't need these people to tell me, and I'm sorry but I don't care about their traffic woes, or any number of stoopid things that people want to talk about when they have nothing to talk about. What is it about people that makes them so god damned uncomfortable when no one is talking? Maybe I'm just an asshole, but I don't think so. If you have something interesting to say, by all means blurt it out, but don't just talk for the sake of talking. Damn. So anyway, blogging is sort of a wierd deal for me. I never feel like I have anything to say, because the lonely glow of a computer screen doesn't really inspire me to spew, but at the same time I am drawn to other peoples blogs. So therein lies a moral dilemma for me. Can I read everyone else's blogs without keeping up my own? Am I obligated to keep mine fresh, or is it ok to use them for my entertainment and not give back? And, why do they still have my blog ( and others) linked on their blogs when it has not been updated in a coons age? And what the hell is Nog exactly? That shit creeps me out. So I have decided to continue to post something on this here blawg. Probably not as much as my lovely wife, but maybe weekly, when I am boozed up and loud mouthed. Love to you all.

I feel old............

2006-05-21T19:25:00.000-07:00

Man, I feel friggin' old. Jen and I spent an exciting Saturday night at her place of business as she was trying to finish a report, and I was working on my homework (At least for a while). We should have been out getting liquored up or doing something fun, but noooooooooo we were working and being old and boring. Sometimes I really despise life. Aaaaaaaaghgghghgh! Now as I sit here doing more boring things on the computer, Jen is at work again. Shit, I want to do something fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I guess I will never grow up. Bring on the responsibilities! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

It's about friggin' time she got caught!

2006-05-11T17:58:00.000-07:00

If you are reading this, you probably got here through my lovely wifes blog, and have read all about how she finally got a ticket for speeding. I say finally, because she drives like a pro wheelman, and I always had to hear the shit about my record while I sat in the passenger seat crushing the oh-shit bar in a spasm of terror. So all I can say now is HA HA HA HA HA! Maybe now I won't have to hear all about how I ran up the insurance rates on my broken piece of shit 91 Honda. The only problem now, is that it is going to take us forever to get anywhere, as she putts down the highway like a grandma on valium! Oh vey! (I guess I'm Jewish now) By the way, If you are keeping track like I would be, I have used an expletive three times in this post, and each time I said shit. Peace in the midwest.

Ok, I am bored so blog, blog, blog, blog!

2006-04-26T19:57:00.000-07:00

I am bored, so very bored. I am tired as hell because of work. Speaking of work, let me show you a photo of where I work. Pretty cool huh? You can't see them, but in all the destruction are thousands of little baby trees just bursting with the anticipation of the time when they can be cut and turned into junk mail, advertisements, and other stoopid shit just like their mommy and daddy. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyy! This was an easy one year old plantation, you should see the six and seven year old fuckers that I have to plow through and try to count trees. My fucking shins are hamburger. But I digress ( That's for you Dee Snider). I guess this is why I went to school again ( thanks momma :>). At least I get to look out at an awesome view, and breath some fresh air when my head pops out of the brush. I love it. God damn blogging is lame, I hope you buttholes enjoy my stupid crap. I need to get into an argument with Jennifa G so I have something good to bitch about.

Here we go mutha beetches!

2006-04-16T22:16:00.000-07:00

So this is what it's like to be a part of the wonderful world of blogging. Funny, I don't feel any different. Look out Megpie, theres a new sheriff in bloggerville. I came here to do two things, drink some beers and kick some ass........ Looks like I,m about out of beer. Audi