Friday, August 21, 2009

Capacity Catastrophe..

I am very disappointed with myself..Since yesterday, I could do nothing but anticipate going to the new Chinese buffet in Dinuba.. I think it's spelled "Tien Tien"... Anyway.. I hadn't eaten ANYTHING today.. NOTHING.. So I got to Tien Tien (?) and had ONE PLATE......... I remember it was like a thing with me.. Whenever I'd go to buffets (And I'd go pretty often) I'd have six plates.. SIX PLATES.. I was always very proud of that.. I remember a couple of times I walked away only having had five.. And it was not without a sense of defeat.. But ONE?!.. With tax and everything it's a little over nine dollars a plate; and now all that I can think about is how I could've simply had the new Big Carl from Carl's JR (The new competition for the Big Mac) and saved a couple of bucks.. Again, I always took a sort of pride in my eating abilities, so today was a weird day for me.. Now I have to fall back on something like my TV watching abilities, or being able to do pushups on my thumbs (This is true).. And then.. AND THEN.. I went over to my sister-in-law's house and there were a couple of pizzas.... I had ONE SLICE.... I used to work at Pizza Hut a couple of years ago and very often I'd bring home a large pizza and eat the whole thing all by myself (Such simpler times).. And there was also some cake (Sort of a spur-of-the-moment birthday party) and I had one tiny little piece.. I used to run a three to four average... Bottom line... This is a sad day.. I now seem to have the eating capacity of an 84-year-old woman... On a diet.. The day after Thanksgiving.. (She'd most likely still be a little stuffed..).. Anyway, this might not mean much to you, but it does to me and it's my blog.. My vent.. My lament.. And now.. I must go and feel sorry for myself.. I'm still good at that..

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Whatcha Gonna Do When They Come For You?..

I was listening to a Three Dog Night album today.. They have some pretty darn good songs.. It was one of those things where it's like.. "Ohh... THEY'RE the ones that sang that song.." That happened like four times.. Apparently, I'd never connected their name with any of their music.. Anyway, I'm really excited to share something in particular with you.. I was watching Cops today (Don't ask) and this lady was standing in the middle of the road.. Hysterical.. And flagging down a cop.. Well the cop pulled over and naturally asked her what was wrong.. She said that this woman across the street had stolen twenty dollars from her.. The twenty dollars that she was going to use to buy Cocaine.............. So the cop went across the street to ask the other woman if this was true... She was furious.. She expressed how insulted she was and that everyone in the neighborhood knew very well that she made her living as a prostitute...... Let's just COMPLETELY ignore how ridiculously stupid this is and focus on this next part.. The cop just let both of them go.. A hooker and a cokehead, both walk free and I get a three-hundred-plus ticket for answering my phone while driving and going a little fast (I've gone A LOT faster).. Whatever.. I don't want to start thinking about that right now.. I still need to figure out where that money's gonna come from.. Maybe I should just do the time and build up my street cred.. Maybe.. Or maybe I should just "Rejoice in my sufferings".. And be glad.. It builds character, you know... But then again.. How much more of a character can I be?...

Life is full of "maybes"....
And one of those "maybes" is this song that I wrote.. Maybe...
The audio is a little out of sync, but hey.. So am I..


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Humble Beginnings..

Okay, so this is my first post.. I've done a lot of "first posts" and it's always a kind of thing where you just want to get something out there and test the waters.. You don't really want to begin with telling your whole life story and why you cringe every time you think of Frito Boats (It’s still too soon) and then you don't want to start with a lame "Hi." either.. As I'm typing this, it's 3:46 AM on Thursday morning.. August 20th... And as I'm growing weary, I'm trying to channel just enough intrigue to have you come back again.. (And if I may be so bold) even ask that you subscribe, or follow (whatever the vernacular may be for this particular realm of vanity) so that my efforts and… pointless thoughts and tangents will not be in vain.. At least not completely.. So unless you’re anxiously anticipating a third remaking of 90210, or the first lady’s latest fashion trends (Which must be keeping you glued to the TV, or the MSN homepage).. Then please.. Come back again soon and kill some time with Vincent J. Vera..

And now for your viewing pleasure.....
There's absolutely no relevance here... It's just a great song..