Where I was staying in Florida you take a sip of the water and you're like bleh.
It is so bad. The reason being I guess the de-salination process is not very good.
The direct result is horrible water.
That's why when I was greeted with Colorado water I was all stoked.
I could actually drink great water.
The water in Florida was so bad I drank Gatorade and distilled water.
Bleh!
I have had some bad water but never that bad. Minnesota's water was sulphury.
Here's to drinking great water.
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
The NHL and the NBA playoffs
Once again it is playoff time.
Except, as of my writing this things are already going on.
NHL:
The New York Islanders and the Washington Capitols
The Isles lead the series 2-1 and are in game 3 tonight.
The Isles look as good as the New York Rangers in my opinion. They have a defense that is shutting down Alex Ovechkin. They have a penalty kill that seems solid. (I am not sure because I am not an Isles fan) They can play dump and chase hockey or go in for solid fore checks. They can really hit.
So far in this game it is 1-1 in overtime and 41 hits have been recorded. They have a young and hungry second year John Tavares, who can make life miserable for the defense.
They are cohesive. They seem pretty complete and have net minder Jarslav Halak in net.
He's been sensational in the Islanders and Caps series.
Then you have the Minnesota Wild vs the St Louis Blues series. The Wild lead 2-1 A terrific series thus far. I watched a bit of the third period last night. I hate the Wild. I should hate the Blues but the Avs have been bounced by the Wild before. So it makes for a very interesting series. High flying Blues vs the Zack Parise led Wild. The Wild can be brutal in the neutral zone. They can grind you down and play tough hockey. The Blues mean while are a very fast skating team with high flying TJ Oshie, Taransenko and others. The Blues have come up against a wall against the Wild right now. Not able to execute their offense the Blues may be in trouble. May? Anything is possible with the Blue's offense. If the Blues are trying to get back in the series it starts with David Backes. He's the captain and the kids run through him. He can settle down the Blues and get them to score. Make no mistake the Wild have a great penalty killing unit. Shutting down Parise and Suter is a tough task.
Then there's the series I wish I can watch more of. Direct TV does not have the Pens and New York Rangers. My Penguins are down 2-1 to the complete Rangers team. Let's face it. We have talent but the Rangers have shut down Malkin but not Crosby. They both have to get hot. Throw Kunitz in there and I hope we have a chance. Hopefully, down 2-1 the Pens can wake up on Wednesday. I think the Pens have to get really agressive against the Rangers. They have to forecheck more. They have to hit more and make the Rangers fear them. More passing would be nice in the lanes. Go Pens!
Go NHL playoffs.
Except, as of my writing this things are already going on.
NHL:
The New York Islanders and the Washington Capitols
The Isles lead the series 2-1 and are in game 3 tonight.
The Isles look as good as the New York Rangers in my opinion. They have a defense that is shutting down Alex Ovechkin. They have a penalty kill that seems solid. (I am not sure because I am not an Isles fan) They can play dump and chase hockey or go in for solid fore checks. They can really hit.
So far in this game it is 1-1 in overtime and 41 hits have been recorded. They have a young and hungry second year John Tavares, who can make life miserable for the defense.
They are cohesive. They seem pretty complete and have net minder Jarslav Halak in net.
He's been sensational in the Islanders and Caps series.
Then you have the Minnesota Wild vs the St Louis Blues series. The Wild lead 2-1 A terrific series thus far. I watched a bit of the third period last night. I hate the Wild. I should hate the Blues but the Avs have been bounced by the Wild before. So it makes for a very interesting series. High flying Blues vs the Zack Parise led Wild. The Wild can be brutal in the neutral zone. They can grind you down and play tough hockey. The Blues mean while are a very fast skating team with high flying TJ Oshie, Taransenko and others. The Blues have come up against a wall against the Wild right now. Not able to execute their offense the Blues may be in trouble. May? Anything is possible with the Blue's offense. If the Blues are trying to get back in the series it starts with David Backes. He's the captain and the kids run through him. He can settle down the Blues and get them to score. Make no mistake the Wild have a great penalty killing unit. Shutting down Parise and Suter is a tough task.
Then there's the series I wish I can watch more of. Direct TV does not have the Pens and New York Rangers. My Penguins are down 2-1 to the complete Rangers team. Let's face it. We have talent but the Rangers have shut down Malkin but not Crosby. They both have to get hot. Throw Kunitz in there and I hope we have a chance. Hopefully, down 2-1 the Pens can wake up on Wednesday. I think the Pens have to get really agressive against the Rangers. They have to forecheck more. They have to hit more and make the Rangers fear them. More passing would be nice in the lanes. Go Pens!
Go NHL playoffs.
Saturday, March 28, 2015
1 and 2 dreams
Whenever I dream I try to figure out what they're about.
I was part of a dream group for a little while.
They are fascinating but a little beyond that they breathe little messages into our lives.
They make us reflect and sometimes shock us into reality.
Dream #1 I was in a Cubs stadium or Soldier Field or something crazy like that.
I went to buy a hotdog but the person at the counter was asleep. So I just went in there and stole a couple hot dogs. Then a couple masked people with black hoodies stormed a court yard with mac 10's and started opening fire. I got scared and ran back to the hotdog stand. The guy was still fucking sleeping.
I dove near the food and hid. They were looking for me. I was really scared so I just locked myself in a large freezer. I heard footsteps outside the door and was sweating a bunch.
They left.
I was then on the run somewhere in Detroit. I ran all the way around this big lake thing. But then I went up these steps and into someone's hidden apartment. The odd thing was no running water and I had to take a shit. Dear god, I am not sure what any of this means at all. But I was transported from the apartment into a similar building with a big-ass body of water. I was in Alaska now.
I looked out the window as a large warm mug of coffee greeted me. My mom or dad knocked on the door and knocked me out of my dream.
Dream#2
This happened today.
I only remember pieces of it. I am not sure where I was but there was a couple houses around me. My brother was screaming and I was wondering why. It was basically dusk and I was worried. I owned a Land Rover for some odd reason. The day began to shift to a little darker and it was time for sleep? I was sharing a house with a girl. This girl was wearing black pants and a black shirt. She had red hair but I never caught her name. She came home and went to sleep. Like I said we shared the top portion of this house. We basically slept in a loft setup. Yet, it was weird? Where the fuck did she come from. We also had a garage on the bottom. My brother yelled once more from across the street. The scenery was again painted with getting darker but it was white suburbia. Also, stranger still was the fact that this green jeep just sat there. I freaked because I looked out of the window and the Jeep moved. And clearly someone was in the Jeep. But it just kept moving. I locked the windows and door leading up to the lofty room. The girl didn't give a shit. She just fell asleep. And I fell asleep on her.
Good, that the person in the green Jeep never got us.
Two entirely different dreams. Whoa! I am not sure what to make of either of them. Maybe the first one I don't like people with black hoodies lol. Or people with guns that shoot others.
Maybe the second one I need a woman and not to ever buy a green Jeep?
I was part of a dream group for a little while.
They are fascinating but a little beyond that they breathe little messages into our lives.
They make us reflect and sometimes shock us into reality.
Dream #1 I was in a Cubs stadium or Soldier Field or something crazy like that.
I went to buy a hotdog but the person at the counter was asleep. So I just went in there and stole a couple hot dogs. Then a couple masked people with black hoodies stormed a court yard with mac 10's and started opening fire. I got scared and ran back to the hotdog stand. The guy was still fucking sleeping.
I dove near the food and hid. They were looking for me. I was really scared so I just locked myself in a large freezer. I heard footsteps outside the door and was sweating a bunch.
They left.
I was then on the run somewhere in Detroit. I ran all the way around this big lake thing. But then I went up these steps and into someone's hidden apartment. The odd thing was no running water and I had to take a shit. Dear god, I am not sure what any of this means at all. But I was transported from the apartment into a similar building with a big-ass body of water. I was in Alaska now.
I looked out the window as a large warm mug of coffee greeted me. My mom or dad knocked on the door and knocked me out of my dream.
Dream#2
This happened today.
I only remember pieces of it. I am not sure where I was but there was a couple houses around me. My brother was screaming and I was wondering why. It was basically dusk and I was worried. I owned a Land Rover for some odd reason. The day began to shift to a little darker and it was time for sleep? I was sharing a house with a girl. This girl was wearing black pants and a black shirt. She had red hair but I never caught her name. She came home and went to sleep. Like I said we shared the top portion of this house. We basically slept in a loft setup. Yet, it was weird? Where the fuck did she come from. We also had a garage on the bottom. My brother yelled once more from across the street. The scenery was again painted with getting darker but it was white suburbia. Also, stranger still was the fact that this green jeep just sat there. I freaked because I looked out of the window and the Jeep moved. And clearly someone was in the Jeep. But it just kept moving. I locked the windows and door leading up to the lofty room. The girl didn't give a shit. She just fell asleep. And I fell asleep on her.
Good, that the person in the green Jeep never got us.
Two entirely different dreams. Whoa! I am not sure what to make of either of them. Maybe the first one I don't like people with black hoodies lol. Or people with guns that shoot others.
Maybe the second one I need a woman and not to ever buy a green Jeep?
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Champloo de Samurai
Samurai Champloo was the latest anime I finished watching.
It was good.
I just complained about one episode.
It started slowing down.
But the end more than made up for it.
I really enjoyed the style and the hip -hop martial arts presentation. Mugen is a bad-ass . Jin is a reserved but powerful samurai.
Fu is really funny and she's strong in her own right . The story to me was cohesive and definitely works.
I loved it.
8/10
For sure!
I need to figure out the next anime to watch.
Currently I am watching:
One Piece
Hetalia
Happy anime watching.
It was good.
I just complained about one episode.
It started slowing down.
But the end more than made up for it.
I really enjoyed the style and the hip -hop martial arts presentation. Mugen is a bad-ass . Jin is a reserved but powerful samurai.
Fu is really funny and she's strong in her own right . The story to me was cohesive and definitely works.
I loved it.
8/10
For sure!
I need to figure out the next anime to watch.
Currently I am watching:
One Piece
Hetalia
Happy anime watching.
Friday, February 13, 2015
Life is absolutely nutters.
Just thinking of life is absolutely nutters.
Absolutely friggin nutters. One minute I am jobless and the next at the 183 or 184 I am ripe with a new job.
I finally, fucking, finally, fucking, finally, finally, the finality of it all have a job. It only took a year and a half and some hard learning.
You have a degree. Check.
You have two degrees? Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?
Yep. You have two degrees and you’re 27. You haven’t been to the doctors in 15 years? Nope. You’re wrong. It was 13.
Damn it all! HEHHEHEEHH!
Life doesn’t throw curve balls it throws deceptive sliders. A change up that was supposed to be a fast ball. A ball you were supposed to sublimely smash outta the park.
It is with this mentality I was wrong. You’ll have a good job after college they would say. That was as stern and stark as a lie as you’ve ever heard.
You bounced and pin-balled around the block working for your cousin that rhymed with the mints. You gardened with your friend named Mark for a summer.
You somehow wound up in a job that has to do with serving food. Yes, this is a slice of my story. I also am playing Candy Crush Soda Saga and wondering how I got here.
Yes, life flashes and pops and suddenly you’re back at your parent’s home. Life is a little nuts. Just a little and it has been really hectic as of late. Like a sort of turbulence that jiggles your heart. But it is all for a reason….
I don’t feel like I am floating. I have purpose renewed. I also have hours…lol.
What that means is I am working. I am stoked! Sure it may get old but I need to make a little money.
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Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Sometimes you have to root for the villain
As was the case with the Patriots winning the SuperBowl because Marshawn Lynch or Beast Mode; straight up failed to run the football from the goal line. There is obviously one thing that remained.
What team did you root for?
With both the Pittsburgh Steelers and the Denver Broncos out of the playoffs. I had to honestly look for an evil team.
I hate the "deflate-gate" Patriots and the Seattle Seahawks.
I had to root for the villian.
The Pats.
So as you watched the SuperBowl any one would have ran with Beast Mode. Except, if you're the Seattle Seahawks.
I am overwhelmingly happy that the Seahawks lost.
Now all of Seattle can feel the pain of the Denver Broncos...mruhahhaahaha!
Seriously, though, what is with the fans claiming they're the greatest. You're not the greatest. The greatest win games no matter what. Seattle, you fucked up hard. When Denver played as a Broncos fan let's admit, we didn't show up for the game.
All goddamn year I claimed that Seattle didn't have the defense to win a SuperBowl. I was partially right. You can't just be Richard Sherman and claim you're the best.
Seattle, your prize now is a hurt Richard Sherman that's getting Tommy Johns Surgery and a stupid play call.
I am also hurt as a result of this. Literally! I ran into a table when Butler intercepted the pass from the miraculous Russel Wilson. I caught my knee on the edge and ran full tilt. Sometimes you hurt!Your prize also is the Patriots hoisting there 4th Super Bowl. I hate the Patriots but rooting for the villain is what it took to deny the Seattle Seahawks a SuperBowl for the second time.
I'd gladly have to root for the villian again if it came down to it.
Told ya Seattle you would not repeat as champs!
Suck it!
What team did you root for?
With both the Pittsburgh Steelers and the Denver Broncos out of the playoffs. I had to honestly look for an evil team.
I hate the "deflate-gate" Patriots and the Seattle Seahawks.
I had to root for the villian.
The Pats.
So as you watched the SuperBowl any one would have ran with Beast Mode. Except, if you're the Seattle Seahawks.
I am overwhelmingly happy that the Seahawks lost.
Now all of Seattle can feel the pain of the Denver Broncos...mruhahhaahaha!
Seriously, though, what is with the fans claiming they're the greatest. You're not the greatest. The greatest win games no matter what. Seattle, you fucked up hard. When Denver played as a Broncos fan let's admit, we didn't show up for the game.
All goddamn year I claimed that Seattle didn't have the defense to win a SuperBowl. I was partially right. You can't just be Richard Sherman and claim you're the best.
Seattle, your prize now is a hurt Richard Sherman that's getting Tommy Johns Surgery and a stupid play call.
I am also hurt as a result of this. Literally! I ran into a table when Butler intercepted the pass from the miraculous Russel Wilson. I caught my knee on the edge and ran full tilt. Sometimes you hurt!Your prize also is the Patriots hoisting there 4th Super Bowl. I hate the Patriots but rooting for the villain is what it took to deny the Seattle Seahawks a SuperBowl for the second time.
I'd gladly have to root for the villian again if it came down to it.
Told ya Seattle you would not repeat as champs!
Suck it!
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Not angry and everyone loves coffee
Coffee ah yes a great awesome drink. Awesome because when you start fizzing with all that caffeine you're alert.
Huzzah! Oh fuck! How many cups did I have?
Was it the dark roast or the medium roast?
SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT!
A blur kinda and you're not in a tizzy but you just let the coffee take over. I think for me it is about a 7 cup limit. And when you stretch to 7 that is super high.
So high you could probably walk through walls like a wispy poltergiest. One that has seen and lived a lot.
And with that your alertness begins to peak and you have the smell of oh say Wolverine.
Let's go bub! I mean why would that catchphrase drift into your cerebellum and bounce around into your cortex. You were never hooked up to anything aside from the deep black recesses of the coffee.
People turn into slimey worms and you wonder was it the Joe. Or was know the infinitesimal realities blended together with that last slip. There was no coma. There was only you.
GURRRRRRRRRLP! GURRRRRRPL! You just keep fucking speaking gibberish because this coffee force has otherwise confused and consumed you. The smells don't dampen but grow hella stronger with every sniff. A girls perfume dangles in the air invisibly able to smack you with a floral aroma.
Your senses are dulled kind of. Not heightened. Because you can't fucking leap off buildings like the one they call Spider-Man. No, you're not coffee man and this trip or you think it is a trip....----suddenly ends with you crying./...???? Wow, that is completely odd that tears stream down your face and you say fuck it all.
You do decide to try to climb a building with the aspirations of attaining something as you call freedom. Breaking free was your mantra and not a code. This wasn't the matrix and you were just at a diner. This was reality and you're stuck into it. What's this as you start scaling the building your hands get stuck to a Donnie Darko clear substance. Was this timex that could port you from dimension to dimension. You fall off the building and the clear substance grabs you.
Weird?
Huzzah! Oh fuck! How many cups did I have?
Was it the dark roast or the medium roast?
SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT!
A blur kinda and you're not in a tizzy but you just let the coffee take over. I think for me it is about a 7 cup limit. And when you stretch to 7 that is super high.
So high you could probably walk through walls like a wispy poltergiest. One that has seen and lived a lot.
And with that your alertness begins to peak and you have the smell of oh say Wolverine.
Let's go bub! I mean why would that catchphrase drift into your cerebellum and bounce around into your cortex. You were never hooked up to anything aside from the deep black recesses of the coffee.
People turn into slimey worms and you wonder was it the Joe. Or was know the infinitesimal realities blended together with that last slip. There was no coma. There was only you.
GURRRRRRRRRLP! GURRRRRRPL! You just keep fucking speaking gibberish because this coffee force has otherwise confused and consumed you. The smells don't dampen but grow hella stronger with every sniff. A girls perfume dangles in the air invisibly able to smack you with a floral aroma.
Your senses are dulled kind of. Not heightened. Because you can't fucking leap off buildings like the one they call Spider-Man. No, you're not coffee man and this trip or you think it is a trip....----suddenly ends with you crying./...???? Wow, that is completely odd that tears stream down your face and you say fuck it all.
You do decide to try to climb a building with the aspirations of attaining something as you call freedom. Breaking free was your mantra and not a code. This wasn't the matrix and you were just at a diner. This was reality and you're stuck into it. What's this as you start scaling the building your hands get stuck to a Donnie Darko clear substance. Was this timex that could port you from dimension to dimension. You fall off the building and the clear substance grabs you.
Weird?
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