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Original Blog-Surfer

I am the one, the first, the Original Blog-Surfer. I roam around Blogdom and leave comments on whatever Blogs I want. If I happen to comment on your Blog, don't get bent out of shape...be honored.

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Location: Missouri, United States

Quiet until I know you. Polite even if I don't like you. Cynical all the time. HATE gossip with a passion. Firmly believe that there are always two sides of a story and anyone who makes a decision based solely on one side is acting like a fool. I love to read, so if you have read a good book, let me know.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Unintentional Comedy

There is a girl in my class that is going to keep my blog full of comedy! I will leave her un-named for her protection. I don't want her getting slapped by MattyP. She is the girl from a previous post who wanted to know why the geese we flying backward. She makes a comment almost every day that is blog-worthy, if only I can remember them!
Our campus is right on the edge of a man-made lake. (It used to be a rivver that was dammed up, and is now a lake.) You only have to walk 30 feet from the classroom building and you will be swimming. Well, yesterday a teacher was talking about how in the winter they lower the lake level to make room for all the spring flooding. This girl, just looks blankly at the teacher and asks,
"How do they lower the level of the lake? Do the go out there every winter and dig it deeper?"
Oh, my...there is comedy everywhere if you keep your "ears" out for it!!

Sunday, August 28, 2005

Things I Don't Like...

I was working this week-end with a guy who bought an old house and needs help fixing it up. I don't have alot of experience with stuff like that, but he pretty much just needs someone to do all the dirty work for him. I don't mind...he pays well. But this time I am not sure if the money is enough. I was pulling apart some wood that is under the rafters and this furry, living, creature comes dive-bombing out of the crack that I just made. To my credit I didn't scream. I did, however jump completely off my ladder and dropped my pry bar. I am not a fan of living creatures dropping on my head. After I had caught my breath, I saw what is was. It was a bat. A FREAKING BAT! After it scared the ba-turkey out of me it flew away like nothing had happened. Even after all the stupid movies about killer bats and retarded things like that, I do know that bats are harmless creatures. But harmless or not, if you drop on my head, I am going to freak!
I now know what all the little black things that have been falling on me the for past few weekends are. Bat poop. Do you know what copious amounts of bat poop smells like? If you said, "Crap" you would be correct! Definitly a job for the Poop-Smith.

Friday, August 26, 2005

Oh My Gosh...

My friend was driving with his girlfriend a while ago. On the highway...70 MPH. As they were driving, she looks out the window and asks, "Why are those geese flying backwards?" They are no longer dating...

I was working at Subway and someone asked me, "What is the difference between a foot-long and a six inch?"

An angry student got up in front of the whole student body and said..."I have two words for you all...PA THETIC."

True stories. I am a firm believer that some people need to be slapped.

Thursday, August 25, 2005

On-line for a Second...

I had to wake up freaking early, in order to get here when the "single-computer-on-campus" might be free. How pathetic is that? Sleep is somthing that I usually would never trade for anything...
In case you haven't been reading my previous posts...(MattyP)...I am in collage now and working and trying to keep sane, so sorry if I haven't posted fast enough for you!
I have added some people to my link page. More people that I read when I am able to sneak on-line. The time I set aside for blogging is getting to be longer and longer! I did notice that all but two are females...But then again so are most of the people who comment on my blog...this is fine, right?
I mentioned that I ordered a laptop almost two weeks ago. I was very excited...no more obnoxious people coming into this room and finding me on this lonely computer, and getting grumpy that they can't get on-line...I can start gaming with my friends again, without lugging my desk-top around...All kinds of cool things. My friend who ordered it for me wanted to know what the status of it was. Was it still being built? Had it been shipped? So he typed in my order number...No, not shipped or even built...my order had been cancled. CANCLED??? What the crud? No e-mail letting my know this....No explanation on the web site...nothing. I would still be waiting for it had he not decided to check up on it...
Dang.

Saturday, August 20, 2005

I Got Tagged...

I have never been "tagged" by a fellow blogger before. I am not entirely sure what I am supposed to do, but Schattig Duiveltje tagged me and I now have to list five songs that...well here are the rules...

The rules : List five songs that you are currently digging - it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words...or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions and the five songs (with artist) in your blog. Then tag five people to see what they're listening to.

Because I am a punk and I rarely follow directions exactly...I am going to do something slightly different. Since I am not currently "digging" any songs at the moment, I am going to list five songs, that when they come on the radio, I turn up the volume and usually sing along. Most of the songs have to memories attached to them. Things that were going on in my life at the time that I was listening to these songs. Because I am not following the directions I will add the memories...how's that?
I don't know all the titles, so I might just use some words in the song...

"Don't Turn Around" Ace of Base
First time I heard this band was when I was 18 and had moved to Alaska...out of the home for the first time. Out of home and almost 2,000 miles away from everyone I knew...

"That's just about Right" Black Hawk
My all-time favorite band. My twin and I liked the same girl...she chose him.

"Lady in Red" Chris da Burgh
I dated a girl with long red hair. This was/is her favorite song.

"Last Kiss" Wayne Cochran
I don't know why I like this one so much. No memory is really sparked, I just really enjoy it...

"To the Moon and Back" Savage Garden
Again this was during my time in Alaska. I had bought the cd and listened to it over and over. My twin stole the cd from me, but I still like the words...

There...blah. I fullfiled my obligations...kinda. If I ever get "tagged" I will ignore it and pretend I never saw it...

Friday, August 19, 2005

What NOT to Say to a Father of a Daughter

I have a two year old daughter. She is by far one of the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. I see teen girls around and I start freaking out...One day my baby will be one of these. When I think about her dating, I start getting sick. I was a teen boy, I know how they think and what they are after. I found this list the other day about "What NOT to say to a father of a daughter", and so I had to steal it. I will link the blog here just because I liked this blog so much that I want him to get the credit.

1) Wow, your daughter is hot. (Not only will that upset the father, it will guarantee you will be going out by yourself tonight, you idiot.)
2) Man, I've got to get me some of that. (When you regain consciousness and all of your bones have mended, I will be happy to explain to you why you should never say that, no, why you should never think that.)
3) Yeah, my ride is hot. I got it up to 140 on the way over here. (You can get it up to 150 as you leave without my daughter.)
4) I know school is important and stuff, but I've got me a plan and don't need no schooling. (Oh good, then you should start on your plan immediately, preferably hundreds of miles away from my daughter.)
5) You aren't one of those who gets hung up if we get back after her curfew. (Nope, because you won't be bringing her back after curfew, or taking her out before curfew, or will even have to worry about a curfew if you leave now, before I load the shotgun.)
6) Smart girls are annoying. (Prepared to be annoyed. Better yet, save yourself the trouble and leave now.)
7) Wow, it's hot. You've got any beer? (Now I have to wonder how stupid you are if you are an underaged drinker, asking me for alcohol, BEFORE you are trying to leave with my daughter on a date. Please leave while you can still breathe.)
8) Sorry I'm late, had to drop by and see my kid before I came over here. (Your kid needs you, trust me. Go and see your kid now. While your kid still has a father.)
9) Got a light? (I can't even begin to comment on this one as I'm sure I would be looking for something blunt to hit them with.)
10) I sure hope she hurries, the Rave starts in twenty minutes. (Well Rave On my young dateless friend, just do it in the next ten seconds while you are able to leave willingly....)

Monday, August 15, 2005

Few and Far Between...

Well, classes have begun. I think that we are the earliest of all colleges, but that is ok. I am on my last semester and then I will get my B.A. Sweet. About time.
Unfortunately this campus was built around 30 years ago (or more...), so such things like, "internet" and "wireless" were unheard of and they seem to be low priorities around here. Sooooo, that means that my blog post are going to be fewer and farther between then they have been. There is currently ONE freaking computer for all the students here in the campus library. So unless you have a lap-top that you can bring into this building and connect to the wireless here, you are hard pressed to find the computer empty.
I have a brand new lap-top ordered, and HOPEFULLY it gets here in a few weeks. Then I will be set. It is a pain to leave your home and come crossed campus to get online, but it will be better then a single community computer. So until then, I will be regular readers of all my favorite blogs, but I won't be posting as often.
Probably one I get my lappy, then the work-load will get harder...but at least I will have plenty to whine...I mean blog about!

Friday, August 12, 2005

Serious For A Change...

I good friend of mine just told me that her Grand-father died a few days ago.
I didn't know what to say. She knew it was coming, and had even made a trip last month to say, "Good-bye", but still you could see in her eyes that she was in pain.
The weird thing is that I have been thinking a lot about this subject this past week at work. My grand-mother is fading fast. A few people from my family are flying out to New York, this September to say their "Good-byes". This will be the first person in my immediate family that will go. With a family as big as mine that is an amazing fact. I am a firm believer in an after-life, but will I recognize her there? Will I even see her?
And in the meantime here on earth...I don't know what to expect. I don't know what I will feel. I have talked to some people about family members dying, but I know that it will still hit me hard. Or will it? I wonder what I will do. Will I shut down for a day or so, will I shrug and go on with life? What if I get the news and I feel nothing? Nothing at all. What does that make me?
I know it is hard to talk about this, especially if you have lost someone...but if you can give be some insite on what to expect, I would greatly appreciate it.
And what do you say to someone going through this that could actually be of help?

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Men's Rules (that women should know)

Ok this is just generalizing...not all guys are like this. But so many are so true...


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Women, learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

Birthdays, Valentines, and Anniversaries are not considered by us to be opportunities to see if we can find the perfect present ... again!

Sometimes we are not thinking about you. Live with it.

If you ask us what we are thinking, and we say nothing...it is probably true.

Sunday = sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.

Don't cut your hair. Ever. Long hair is always more attractive than short hair. One of the big reasons guys fear getting married is that married women always cut their hair, and by then you're stuck with her.

Ask for what you want. Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!

We don't remember dates...Period!!

Most guys own three pairs of shoes - tops. What makes you think we'd be any good at choosing which pair, out of thirty, would look good with your dress?

Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.

Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.

Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.

If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.

If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us. We've been tricked before!!

If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

Let us ogle. We are going to look anyway; it's genetic.

You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.

The relationship is never going to be like it was the first two months we were going out. Get over it. And quit whining to your girlfriends.

ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.

We are not mind readers and we never will be. Our lack of mind-reading ability is not proof of how little we care about you.

If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.

Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as navel lint, the shotgun formation, or monster trucks.

Foreign films are best left to foreigners. (Unless it's Bruce Lee or some war flick where it doesn't really matter what they're saying anyway.)

BEER is as exciting for us as handbags are for you.

Thank you for reading this; Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight, but did you know, it's like camping.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Variations...

Got these from a blog who...got them from a blog who...got them from another...

JACK AND JILL Went up the hill
To have a little fun.
Stupid Jill forgot the pill
And now they have a son.


MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB
Her father shot it dead.
Now it goes to school with her,
Between two hunks of bread.


HUMPTY DUMPTY sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the kings' horses,
And all the kings' men.
Had scrambled eggs,
For breakfast again.


HEY DIDDLE, DIDDLE the cat took a piddle,
All over the bedside clock.
The little dog laughed to see such fun.
Then died of electric shock.

Saturday, August 06, 2005

"You Would Make a Great Wife"...

I have heard that statement too many times in my life, and this week I heard it again. I think the problem is that I actually know my way around a kitchen and I am a nice guy. I had a room-mate years ago "propose" to me just because I fixed up a delicious dinner one night. He was joking...really, he was. HE WAS, DANG IT!
Anyways...This week has pushed my "niceness" to the limit. I have already vented a bit about the way the week has gone, but here is a bit more.
I am the only guy in the house during the day. Surrounded by many kids and their mothers. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the company of the opposite sex, but a week long without much male interaction...and I am losing it. I been in on conversations that I never ever wanted to discuss with women. Anything from makeovers, hair-styles and shoes to child-raising, pregnancy and breast-enhancements. Good Gravy, I have washed dishes, put kids to bed and fixed meals. The ladies have gone shopping, not once, but numerous times, and who gets to watch the children? Well, "You are home, and not doing anything..." (Of course if the option is shopping or baby-sitting...lesser of the two evils...) I was the only male at the park with kids. You get...looks when you are the only male with kids at a city park.
Last night there was a "carnival" in town and we were all going to go. Conveniently, the other dad had to "work". So who gets to go with the women and the kiddies to a place where there is about 200-screaming-kids-and-barely-contained-mayhem? That's right...me, the guy who would make a great wife.

The only thing that is keeping me going at this point, is the fact that I will be heading home tomorrow morning...

Thursday, August 04, 2005

Bored Out of My Gourd...

I don't bore easily. Give me some books and MY computer, and I can entertain myself for hours. I've seen myself do it. But this "vacation" here in Wisconsin is pushing me to the limit...
I finished the book I was in the middle of, I have blogged until my eyes are crossed. I have written posts for the next couple days and have them saved as "draft" for future use...and I am running out of things to do.
Our friends here are great, but the husband works every day from 8 'till who-knows-when. Last night it was past 10 at night. I can only handle being in a small house with only women and children for so long... I need to figure something out. I am going to go crazy. They have cable, but after a while I get frustrated with what a waste T.V. is and remember why I don't have one in my house.
I brought my roller blades with me...maybe I will try that...anything to get me out of the house...

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

I'm Sorry...

Sorry for everyone that had nightmares because of one of my optical illusion links. I came crossed it and jumped as well...so I had to pass on the experience. That is what blogging is all about, right? If I post one again I will warn everyone. I don't want everyone to not click on my links ever again...

It was funny as heck though... :-)

Optical Illusions

I enjoy optical illusions...I always have, so I have seen alot, but here are a few that I found that really facinate me.

Here are some moving gears. Well, I see them moving...

Now some turning disc.

I see the face in this one.

I found this so-called "scary" one the other day.

Let me know what you think...

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Quotes

I don't know why, but I am facinated with quotes. It isn't like all the people that are quoted are so much smarter then me, I just think that many of them have figured out a way of saying exactly what I am thinking.
When I was a kid I found a quote by Napoleon Bonaparte that said, "I only like people who are useful to me, and only so long as they are useful". For some reason after all these years I can still remember that quote word for word. I think it made such an impression on me because I had never come crossed such arrogance before. Now, that I am older and ever so much wiser, I realize that there are many people in this world like that, they just never become world leaders...
Now I like to find more humorous quotes. Douglas Adams, the author of "The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy" has many great quotes. I am becoming a fan of his work. One of my favorite quotes of his says,
"There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened".
Yeah...I feel the same way...