...In between, they're just there.

So my main topic for this blog is a whirlwind of topics really. i think I'll just start typing and see where I go from there.

Let's start with...Smooshy.

Yes lets start there. She is a cat. And most of the time she hates attention. She also hates getting picked up. She is a cottonball of hair surrounding a skeleton of a cat body. And sometimes like fucking right now she wants fucking attention and Will is ignoring her... and me. But that's all I had at the moment I forgot what I was going to write about.

I know it had something to do with society going to hell in a hand basket. But what was it specifically? Was it about my paranoia of me gaining a few pounds since i have gone on an all hostess cupcake diet? no. that can't be it. I still fit in my pants, we can muse about that another day.

Also if you eat those cupcakes I find the most fun way to eat it is like an oreo, only you cant really sandwich it back together. But you break it in half, lick out the creme, and then eat that fucker. It's delicious.

But enough about my mass produced cupcake obsession. Let's think.

I am pretty sure it was somehow racial. Something to do with blacks and hispanics, specifically mexicans... but what?

Ugh. All I know is black people should not be given three things... licenses, cell phones and less then a 3 mile radius of another black person.

One. They can't fucking drive, it is either too fast or too slow and it is reckless and retarded and you (even three blocks away) feel like you are going to die.

Two. Cell phones and the one thing young to middle aged black people dote on. And frankly who are they calling that they need everyone to hear, not only their shitty rap or slow jam ring tone, but also their whole conversation. Most of the time it is something that makes you were farther away from them besides their annoying voice, could be the herpes, of how they are not able to find something they really wanted (Name something and think of the ghetto version, yeah thats probably the item they are talking about) or something to do with a guy or church. Now that last one is usually one or the other. Cause either she's a ho, or a virgin.

Three. When they get in packs, they are unstoppable forces that only make your headache go away with a special pill, its called a bullet.

Also they like to go in store and buy shit, then return it the next day, which unbeknown to them fucks the store over in their numbers. Now they aren't returning it cause they found something else but because they need the money for bills or something like buying our product was some sort of money lay-a-way program.

Mexicans are worse cause they think this is mexico and in mexico they still have the barter system. That is all.


But besides that I really can't think of the topic I was going to discuss. Sure it may seem like my over-racially small minded jabber above was it, but it wasn't.

On the record again, I don't hate black people, I just dislike the ghetto too proud to be black it makes white people everywhere puke black people.


I guess what I want to talk about now is morons. This topic spans all people of race, religion, and gender.

So when I say you're dumb and you are not white. No I am not being racist. If you're a guy I'm not being sexist, If you are a devout anything, no I am not being a blasphemer. Because even if you somehow changed any of those things you would still be fucking mentally handicapped and I would still think you are fucking dumb.

So pat yourself on the back, attach a sticker to your shirt, and walk away cause most of the time I have too many thing to do then deal with dumbing things down for you more then the mind capacity of a fifth grader.



I guess that is it. I am going to start blogging from work and my adventures of such... Hopefully I can hack into the adidas intranet. yes i-n-t-r-a-n-e-t. the closed internet circuit specifically for adidas run computers. And maybe, just maybe I can show you my wonderful job or retailing athletic equipment to overweight people of the world.