<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610</id><updated>2009-10-13T16:24:50.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I woke up, yada yada yada, I went to sleep.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-209554020486618832</id><published>2007-06-09T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:23:44.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Hosed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, I know, its been a while, but I am writing for 2 reasons; 1 I am bored, and 2, I got hosed in the world of Internet buying and selling. And who is responsible? Who you ask? EBAY? The Bank? The United States Postal Service? Me? Well, to tell you the truth it is all of the above, well except for the bank, but they made me mad...I will get to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started in early March, when I was deeply involved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in my studies of Graphic Design, and I started to realize that my laptop, as good as it is, was not made to handle graphic design software and the work that I do in graphic design. So, I decided to get a new computer. Well, at school and in graphic design I work mainly on a Mac computer and absolutely love it, even though the Mac's at school are the low end Mac's of 3 years ago, before Intel, they are still amazing machines. I got my 20" wide screen iMac with a 2.33 GHz processor and 2GB of RAM the very day the new APPLE STOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E opened here in town. I had to use most of my savings because I believe in paying cash for everything (thanks Dave Ramsey), and financing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; as little as possible, anyway, I did and I got it 5 days later, exactly when and where they said it would arrive. GO FIGURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I figure, I got a new Mac Computer, I should get the Adobe Suite as well (It is all the major graphic design software programs in one, for those of you who don't know what the heck I am talking about). Only problem was that I had spent most of the money I had on the awesome computer (get a mac, it's way better), and the Adobe Suite cost about $1,400.00, yeah it is expensive being a graphic designer...student...soon to be Graphic Designer? Yeah, we will go with that. SO, I turned to EBAY, where I found it for $550.00. Now that is a deal I thought, the guy had 100% positive feedback for almost a year, I figure I can't go wrong. Well, I start bidding, I am excited, I am winning, then I get blocked. The guy said because I didn't have any feedback, that I couldn't bid. CRAP! I email him, and convince him that I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;serious and really need the software, so he lets me "buy it now". So I buy, he didn't use paypal, which I was a little uncomfortable about, but he did use another secure shopping cart so that put me at ease. Then another strange thing happened, only $400.00 was taken out at first. I contact him and he tells me the other $150.00 will be taken out when it is shi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pped. I said okay. I thought it was how it worked, this was my first time on ebay, who knew. I mean it is easy to see now. So, to continue. The rest was charged and that was it, so I figured everything was good to go. I track the package and after about 2 weeks it gets to the wrong post office, but it is in the right city. The guy said it h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ad the wrong zip code on it, and that he fixed it and sent it on to my house. NO he didn't, the package kept trying to get back to the sender. SO I kept tracking it, calling post offices all over the country and stopping it, always being one step behind, kind of like Ed Norton's character in Fight Club trying to track down Tyler Derden...well, not really, but whatever...So I check out EBAY and the guy has been kicked off or has left. 2 other people after me hadn't gotten their packages and were pursuing fraud. I later find out it was for the same type of package. Next, I file a dispute. I am still hopeful that the package will get to me. Maybe I am naive in thinking that there aren't any truely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; despicable people in this world. Well, 2 months have gone by and I finally talk to a lady who has the package in her hands, saying that it is a wreck and there are sounds of broken pieces inside. She puts a new label on it and sends it to me, I jus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t want to get it at this point. I almost go to bank to get my money back for fraud, but then I would feel bad if I got the package and it was the software and I had gotten money from my bank, so I didn't. (big mistake) After a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bout 3 more weeks, I am starting to wonder if the US postal service can do anything right, So I call Costumer Service, because the tracking had not been updated. She tells me this, even though the website says it would be updated every evening. She does tell me that the Package is in Atlanta. 3 days later it arrives. I open it up with a gleeful co-worke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;r standing by, camera in hand to take a picture of the end of a long ordeal, and pull out of the disheveled package a Broken Picture frame that says Mama on it, still shrink wrapped and with a sticker that says $1.99 on it. I got a $550.00 broken picture frame, essentially. It is easy to see now why the post office had so much trou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ble, it looked like a 6 year old had wrapped it, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nd definitely did NOT want the package to get to me. Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__NyQuBEOWKY/RmuQpO5F4mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QkXRu3FvDC4/s1600-h/odmycpfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__NyQuBEOWKY/RmuQpO5F4mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QkXRu3FvDC4/s320/odmycpfg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074308443209589346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__NyQuBEOWKY/RmuRKe5F4nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4OQKhQFjhWQ/s1600-h/46omq6y2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__NyQuBEOWKY/RmuRKe5F4nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4OQKhQFjhWQ/s320/46omq6y2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074309014440239730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So needless to say, I was mad and am currently trying everything in my power to find this guy. Or guys I should say, it turns out there were 2 rats involved in this scam, hence the two charges, at least that is what I can make of it anyway. I tried to get my money back with the bank, but it was too late, even with all the documentation that I had. Apparently these guys knew what they were doing, sending it all over, taking over 60 days to get to me, (that is the time frame I have to file fraud with the bank, yeah, I didn't get that memo). I filed a mail fraud complaint as well, as you can see in the picture to the above and left. I mean, would you send a package that looked like that, even if it was your first day working at the post office? I am trying to track these guys down, I know one of the guys email address's but I haven't decided what I want to do with that. Maybe I will send him spam and chain letters to start as an appetizer. If anyone would like to help in my venture, write me, and I will send you all the info I have on the guys. I won't post that on this blog though, security reasons. I already wrote Oprah, and I am planning on writing Ellen, I might at least get my Software for free from them, just for taking time to write a letter. Anyway, that is all, sorry for the longevity, but it has been a while and it is indeed a long story. I will never use EBAY again, (they're currently investigating this guy, yeah right!), so if you do, beware, and don't make stupid mistakes like I did, and most importantly, don't get blinded by the sight of a good deal.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paesan Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/josephplaia/Desktop/5uo25235.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-209554020486618832?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/209554020486618832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=209554020486618832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/209554020486618832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/209554020486618832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-got-hosed.html' title='I Got Hosed.'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__NyQuBEOWKY/RmuQpO5F4mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QkXRu3FvDC4/s72-c/odmycpfg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-115774317601159182</id><published>2006-09-08T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T12:21:11.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the Killer Cockroach: A Weather Man's Horrifying Encounter</title><content type='html'>Okay, I had to let you guys know about this, I died laughing when I saw it, hope you enjoy it. Don't forget to check out my previous blog, posted only a couple of days ago, there are only 2 comments on it so check it out...no seriously, check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/v/us/v.htm?g=420300C4-8D32-42A3-9481-8F9A8739A1BD&amp;t=c156&amp;amp;f=06/64&amp;p=hotvideo_viralvideos&amp;amp;GT1=8506"&gt;Click this link to watch the video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-115774317601159182?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/115774317601159182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=115774317601159182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/115774317601159182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/115774317601159182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2006/09/attack-of-killer-cockroach-weather.html' title='Attack of the Killer Cockroach: A Weather Man&apos;s Horrifying Encounter'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-115734712141144768</id><published>2006-09-03T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:15:52.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Cleaning...he he he, umm yeah its been a while.</title><content type='html'>Well, hello? Ummm...is anyone out there? hmmm, yeah, so its been a long time since I have posted a blog, and I doubt many still even visit, but if you still check in from time to time, Great, glad to have you as a loyal reader. Apparently, I blog after I clean, because the last time I blogged, it was Spring Cleaning, well, i just did a little bit of Fall Cleaning so there ya go, or shall I say Pre Fall Cleaning, cause it is still hot as heck out there, BUT, College Football has started so I think it is safe to say, IT IS FALL. I love College Football, and I am so glad it is back in full swing, now, if I could just get a job where I don't have to work on Saturday Nights, then we will be in &lt;em&gt;business&lt;/em&gt;. Which brings me to my first topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you like that? I Haven't blogged all Summer and I can still write a good transition, and even include a subtle pun as well. I still got it! So yeah, I have been looking for a job pretty much since the last time I blogged. While I have learned a lot, I still have no new job. Here is a recap of some of the Highlights from Job interviews I went on. &lt;em&gt;Disclaimer: So as to not hurt my chances for jobs in the future I will keep this short and use as little details as possible. Just in case these places check blogs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first interview I went on, went from working in an office to going door to door, saleing, ummm, saleing, well, I am gonna go with, Coupons, in the hot summer sun all day long. Yeah, this interview was definatly one of those times were I had a choice to make and &lt;a href="http://indianajones.ugo.com/images/movies/last_crusade/large/last_crusade_48.jpg"&gt;"I Choose Poorly". &lt;/a&gt;However, I did learn something, there are jobs out there worse then waiting tables, and I learned a little about saleing and business, so it wasn't a total loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next one was with a Coffee place, that shall remain nameless. I actually got the job, but they couldn't give me enough hours and couldn't pay enough, so I turned it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, and probably the best learning experience of all, was with an advertising firm, where my portfoilo was critiqued and I was given A LOT of advice on what I should be doing in the next year if I want to get into this business. Which was totally cool. So I didn't get a job offer there, but learned invaluable amounts of information that I never would have received if I hadn't gone to this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So still no new job, but I have learned alot. I am still in school for Graphic Design, and that is going well. Jackie and I are still dating, and just celebrated our 1 year anniversary, and actually in 2 days will be our 13 monthiversary, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/135/654/1600/P1010003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/135/654/320/P1010003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I think that is about it, I am kind of rusty on this blogging thing, so I am gonna stop, maybe the next time, I can be a little more detailed. I know that the grammer and such is terrible in this blog, but I don't have time to sit here and correct every little thing. I think it is pretty good that I actually wrote a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that is all, talk to you all soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia is Back Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) What is the name and year of the car known as the "Jon Voight Car"?&lt;br /&gt;2.) What is the name of Jerry's Dry Cleaner Guy, who wears his clothes?&lt;br /&gt;3.) What kind of Jacket (material) does this Dry Cleaner Guy wear to the Movies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-115734712141144768?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/115734712141144768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=115734712141144768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/115734712141144768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/115734712141144768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2006/09/fall-cleaninghe-he-he-umm-yeah-its.html' title='Fall Cleaning...he he he, umm yeah its been a while.'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-114291578178326275</id><published>2006-03-20T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T09:20:21.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning</title><content type='html'>Gooood Evening One and Everyone, well, it is the first day of spring and that means, spring begins...umm, yeah, and that it is time to get rid of those dreaded dust bunnies hiding in the corners of your room...and along the walls...and under the bed...eehemmm, Ummm, anyway...I cleaned my room BIG TIME, today, dusted, sprayed, threw away, organized, and I must say, it feels good. I feel more comfortable in my room....the room feels bigger, cleaner...and, I can breath, which is always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as being the first day of spring, it was also the first offical day of Spring Break for me. My school is on the quarter system and ended last week, a week before spring break, so they decided to just give us 2 weeks off, which is awesome, however, I still have to work a ton this week, but as my co-workers were noticing, I am much more pleasant to be around when I have a break from school, I also had much more energy, and must say, I am a pretty darn good foodrunner. Oh yeah, back up, I was food runner at work tonight because are normal Monday night food runner couldn't work. I wouldn't say I am completely happy to be working this week, but I need money so it is worth it. I am over my fun money budget for the month so I need to make some of it back, it's okay though, cause the fun was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of fun, Me, Jackie, and Jason (Jackie's brother), went to see Brian Regan (he's a Comedian) at the Alabama Theatre on Sunday night and we had a Great time. I didn't have any Idea who this guy was when I got to the Alabama Theatre but I am glad I went, cause he was hilerious. The opener was funny too, he was a guy from Boston I think, I can't remeber his name though, but all and all it was a great evening. We saw some friends of ours there, who already had tickets, but we just walked up and bought tickets and ended up on the 8th row from the front in the middle, Perfect seats, which actually ended up being better than our friends, hehehe...wait, back up again, I should explain, that getting the great tickets wasn't as easy as I made it out to be, so here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the tickets ended up being about 33 dollars a piece, which for 3 came to about 100 dollars. I had 40 dollars cash on me, problem was that it was CASH ONLY so the debit card was useless, so I asked Jason for his money, but he had like 30 dollars cash on him, which still wasn't enough for all 3 people. SO, I updated Jackie and Jason on the situation, we assessed the situation and thought, ATM, must find an ATM. Meanwhile, the show starts in like 15 minutes, so we think, I wonder if there is an ATM inside, so I go inside to look, but am stopped at the door by the evil ticket taker guy. He would not let me in without a ticket, after 5 minutes of pleading with him, saying, sir, I am going to buy 3 tickets, but I need cash to buy the tickets, yada, yada, yada, he finally lets me in, so I hit the ATM, get the tickets, which were great, and all was right with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw some friends there, like Jessica, Matt, and his Dad, Francesca and her Dad, Chris and others.... goodtimes, goodtimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a great evening, and much better than doing my taxes, which is what I orginally was going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I will give you an update on Jackie and I, we have been dating for just under 8 months, and I couldn't be happier, I feel very lucky to have her in my life and I would like to think that I am a better person with her in my life. She keeps me on my toes, which is good, and each day I spend with her gets better and better. Well, that's about enough of the mushyness, I love you Jackie good luck on your test tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all, Catch ya later dudes and Dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thank you Random Reader LK, for sticking with me even though I write once a month, I will try and do better this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia Question of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) &lt;em&gt;What "Swinger" played "Eric the Clown" in a Seinfeld Episode?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.) Whose mailbag does Newman have and use to get Kramer out of gambling trouble?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers to last blogs questions were posted on the last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-114291578178326275?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/114291578178326275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=114291578178326275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/114291578178326275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/114291578178326275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2006/03/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring Cleaning'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-114006673939930722</id><published>2006-02-15T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T21:33:32.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOG!!!!...hope that got your attention...</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I just wanted to write and see if anyone still read my blog. Most likley not, which I understand, seeing as I blog about once every month or two. Well, I appreciate all of you who have stuck with me, I promise I will try and write more in the future. As of now I am a full time student and a Full time waiter at Leonardo's, and I have a part time chorister job at Mt. Brook Baptist Church...yeah I know, I am Catholic, which means my Sundays are full too, because I have to sing in the morning at the Baptist Church and continue my normal Catholic obligations Sunday evening. So as you can imagine there isn't much time for anything else. Jackie and I our going on 6 months 10 days, of dating, and still going strong, which I am very happy about. So life is busy but on the the right track and hopefully this new degree I am working on will lead to a well paying job that is fun, where I can still be creative yet actually make money. But anyway, I will try to write more often. If you have time, give a quick comment and let me know if you are still interested in my Blog, and if not, let me know what I can do to change that. Thanks guys, Catch ya later Dudes and Dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I got the 5th and 6th season of Seinfeld on DVD for Christmas, so I have a whole new list of questions to ask, so here are 3 of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia Questions of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.) What did George eat out of the garbage can at his girlfriends mothers house?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.) What Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade Balloon Character did Jerry pop by dropping a sharp trophy out of a window?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.) When George goes to the Bathroom, what does he do to his shirt before he goes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Answer to last blogs question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.) Jerry "I HAVE legs, why would I be a leg man"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.) Cherry Binaca Breath spray (spell?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.) Milano's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-114006673939930722?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/114006673939930722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=114006673939930722' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/114006673939930722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/114006673939930722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-bloghope-that-got-your-attention.html' title='NEW BLOG!!!!...hope that got your attention...'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-113643368242209826</id><published>2006-01-04T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T20:34:56.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school, Back to school, to prove to Dad that I am not a Fool...</title><content type='html'>Wow, so it has been a while since the last time I posted, but I have been busy, mostly working my butt off at Leonardo's, waiting tables. It was indeed a busy Holiday season, and I would say 75% of Birmingham got their fill of Italian food from Leonardo's. Good money but very hard work, I am still recovering from it...Anywho, glad to be back blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As, the title indicates, I am finally going back to school to get a Degree in Design Visualization, or evenutally (Animation and Game Design), that is if I decide to stay an extra year. It is basically Computer Aided Design, and when I am finished I could get a job in many different fields: Advertising, Architecture, Magizine graphics, video game design, film special effects, etc... So, I am pretty excited about it, and ready to get going on it. I start next week. Oh yeah, it is at Virginia College in Birmingham. I almost forgot to say the school I was getting the education from. This will be a short blog, cause I am having a bit of a case of Bloggers Block. Here is a quick update on my life as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Going to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Still living at the new Apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Still Waiting tables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Most importantly, I am still dating Jackie Roche, in fact our 5 month Anniversery is this Friday Jan. 6th, and I am so excited about that. I love you Jackie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that is about it, I am going to leave you with 3 Seinfeld Trivia Questions, since I don't get to blog as much, so Mr. Roche, here they are. Catch ya later dudes and dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) What is Jerry's reasoning for not being a "Leg Man"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) What did Elaine spray in Crazy Joe Davola's Face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) What Brand name of Cookies did George want to steal from a Police car, he and Jerry were riding in, when visiting L.A.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last Blogs question: &lt;em&gt;A chucker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-113643368242209826?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/113643368242209826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=113643368242209826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/113643368242209826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/113643368242209826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-to-school-back-to-school-to-prove.html' title='Back to school, Back to school, to prove to Dad that I am not a Fool...'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-113328538047375734</id><published>2005-11-29T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T10:31:59.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Umm, yes, I'd like to report a stolen buggy...</title><content type='html'>So, about a week ago, I decided I was going to make some Spaghetti Sauce from scratch, so that I could have some made for the rest of the week. This meant that I needed to go to the store and pick up some things, but I needed other things for the apartment as well, so I made it a…”Full Out Wal-Mart Run”. It had to be quick though because it takes about an hour to make the sauce, and I had to be at work later that afternoon…plus I wanted to eat some before I went to work…hehehe…(clears throat inconspicuously), Anyhooot, needless to say, I needed to get back quickly. SO, on to Wal-Mart I went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, finding a parking space at the Wal-Mart on Lakeshore Drive, is like trying to find…It’s like trying…umm, it’s like…Well, it’s gotta be like something, anyway, its hard. This parking lot makes NO sense, whatsoever! Those of you who live in this city or are from there no what I am talking about. 10 minutes later, I find a parking space, one that is of course made for one of those little European cars that only one and a half persons can fit in. I go inside starting in the Non-Food section, getting all of that stuff out of the way, spending ohhhh, about 35 minutes or so. Side bar, I think the designers of Wal-Mart buildings consulted with the same people that make Laboratory Mazes for Mice…and the Laboratory Maze designers got their ideas from the same people that build Casino’s…BUT, that is a WHOLE other blog for some other time. Anyway, so I get done with the non-food side, and I head for the food. Buggy, filled with about 20 items with very distinct origins and purposes, I see pizza making materials to my right about 10 feet away, so I leave my buggy where it is to go look, because there were 3 buggy’s blocking my path. I figured, why cause more of a traffic jam, when I will just be over there for a couple of seconds. So, I grab the pepperoni and head back to the buggy when suddenly, my heart skips a beat, the aforementioned buggy was gone, NO WHERE TO BE FOUND! So, I do what anyone in my situation would do… pace up and down the isle stomping my feet in anger and frustration until someone notices that something is wrong…but umm, no one notices my agony. I walk up to one of the Wal-Mart Ladies stocking a shelf and calmly say, with a smile and grin mind you, “somebody stole my buggy”, and what do I get? Nothing, no response…So, back to the task at hand, find an empty cart and start over before you waste anymore time. I can’t find an empty cart, but I do see a cart with 2 items, countem 2 ITEMS, that has been sitting in the same position, unguarded, for about 10 minutes…AH HA! The culprit! Obviously she/he’s not coming back to a cart that only has 2 items in it. It is much easier for that person to just start over once she/he realizes that their buggy is 18 items more than what they started with, and has COMPLETELY DIFFERENT ITEMS IN IT! BUT, no matter, I am this much closer to solving the case of the missing buggy! So, looking at the cart which has 2 items in it, which are Potato Chips and dip, I head for that isle to see if my buggy is in that area which this person would have to go to eventually to get their “chips and dip”. Jackpot! I found my Buggy, all items still intact, plus Johnson’s baby shampoo, which I promptly put back on the nearest shelf. Well, I picked up the items I still needed, and an Hour later I was done with my Wal-Mart Run, which turned out to be more like a Wal-Mart walk, with added mystery, intrigue, and suspense? Hey, my blog title is Seinfeld Related and I am a student of Seinfeld, and talking about nothing is what I do. I hope you enjoyed my Buggy Mystery. Catch you later Dudes and Dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Question of the day: &lt;em&gt;What kind of basketball player does everyone describe George as?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: &lt;em&gt;Tina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-113328538047375734?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/113328538047375734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=113328538047375734' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/113328538047375734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/113328538047375734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/11/umm-yes-id-like-to-report-stolen-buggy.html' title='Umm, yes, I&apos;d like to report a stolen buggy...'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-113134034260998140</id><published>2005-11-06T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T21:45:32.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog, Oh How I've Missed You...Not really but it has been a Freakin Long Time.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it has been an Extremely LONNNNNNGGGGGG time since I have blogged, and I apologize for that, but a TON has gone on since Last I blogged. So much so, that it is hard to put into paragraph form and has become a very daunting task as I sit here at the computer trying to figure out how I can catch everyone up on things with out taking too long....SO, I am chickening out and going with a List, Here it is, I hope you enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I moved into a new apartment...well, its an old apartment, but it's new to me. It is pretty awesome though, living on my own again, although my wallet is a little less plump, it is still pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My show that I directed at John Carroll, opened and closed, and did very well. I was very pleased with those kids, they made me proud. I was gonna send out an email to everyone letting you guys know when it was and about tickets and such, but I did not have Internet...which brings me to my next item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Didn't have internet for about 2 weeks in the new apartment, so that made it hard to blog, and with the show and all, I had no time to sit in Joe Muggs for 2 hours, mooching off their internet, writting a blog. I barely had time to check my Email, so there that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Now I have internet and Cable, so we are pretty much set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Finished watching the first season of LOST, it's freakin Awesome! Can't wait till the second season is over so I can get it on DVD and watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Started to watch the first Season of "24" on DVD, it's starting to get reallly good, I like it. It was a birthday present from my Lovely Girfriend Jackie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I turned 24 years old on October, 27th. Had a lot of cake in about a weeks span....yeah, lots of family = lots o Cake. I also got the rest of the Matrix trilogy from Jackie as well. She's Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Me and Jackie's 3rd month anniversary is today Nov. 6th, and that makes me happy, it feels like much longer than that cause we know each other so well, but anyhooot, I love you Jackie, Happy Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Figured out how to work our Crazy European Washer/Dryer Combo unit in the apartment!&lt;br /&gt;9a. Yeah, it is 2 machines in ONE, Washes and Drys in one cycle, that is if you use the auto dry setting, which takes longer, but its cool, cause you put your clothes in before you go to sleep and you wake up, and BAM, there done!&lt;br /&gt;9b. Up until about 2 weeks ago, Jackie was the only one that could get the darn thing open, it has some kind of Child proof door locking mechinism, which apparently is Joey and Lucas proof as well...OH, Lucas is my Room mate, he's cool. Anyway, but now we know how to get the door open and all is well.&lt;br /&gt;9c. Draw back to the Washer/Dryer Combo? It wrinkles the heck out of your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I got an Ironing Board, and opened up the box that has an iron in that I got in college...hehe...and I tried to Iron, it takes me a while, but I am Learning. Until I do get better at ironing, Jackie just snatches the iron away from me and does it for me saying "you take to long, I'll do it". Did I mention she is GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Got paid from my first paid Directing job, Chachingggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Made dinner for me and Jackie tonight, Steak, Sauteed bell peppers/onions, Green Peas, Salad, and Bananas Foster for Dessert.&lt;br /&gt;12a. Steak was cooked on the George Forman, it was okay, but all the juice and good stuff was drained out. I need to figure out a way to keep all that stuff in there...anyway...&lt;br /&gt;12b. Everything else was pretty good, at least I hope soo.&lt;br /&gt;12c. Burnt my finger making the bananas Foster...Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am sure there is more, but I am tired and need to go to sleep. I am nursing a cold and a burnt finger so I need my rest to start the work week up again. I will try and get back to a normal blogging schedule soon, thanks for sticking with me. Catch ya later dudes and Dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Michael, sorry for the misspellings and bad Grammer, I didn't have time to proofread, even then it is still rough, but now it is Really Rough. I hope you can get through it...hehe, anyway, it was good to see ya this past weekend, don't be a stranger, Later dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia question of the day: &lt;em&gt;What is Elaine's roomates name, during the early seasons?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question&lt;em&gt;: A Penthouse Magizine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-113134034260998140?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/113134034260998140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=113134034260998140' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/113134034260998140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/113134034260998140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-oh-how-ive-missed-younot-really.html' title='Blog, Oh How I&apos;ve Missed You...Not really but it has been a Freakin Long Time.'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112907707439851966</id><published>2005-10-11T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T20:39:00.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It seems such a waste of time, If that's what it's all about, If that's movin' up then I'm movin' out</title><content type='html'>Well, as the title suggest so cleverly, I am indeed &lt;a href="http://www.lyricattack.com/b/billyjoellyrics/movinoutanthonyssonglyrics.html"&gt;Movin’ Out&lt;/a&gt;. Come October 16th, I will no longer live with my parents. I love my parents, but it is time, I need to be out on my own. It will be great to be independent again, not having to answer to anyone, coming and going as I please, and having privacy. I will miss the steady and substantial supply of food though. Well, the house is only 10 minutes away, so I will still be able to drop by, like &lt;a href="http://f.screensavers.com/migration/ss/cosbytheo_215.gif"&gt;Theo&lt;/a&gt; on the &lt;a href="http://jodifabulous.blogware.com/cosby.jpg"&gt;Cosby Show&lt;/a&gt;, and devour all the food, and have Bill Cosby say “&lt;a href="http://www.nytix.com/TV_Shows/CosbyShow/Cosby_Pic1.jpg"&gt;HEY, who ate allll the Jelloooo Pudddddin Popppppssssssss”&lt;/a&gt;, okay so that won’t really happen, but it would be hilarious if it did. (Side Bar) Speaking of Sitcoms, if you could have a theme song/sound play when ever you entered or exited a room, what would it be? Okay, back to the subject at hand, SO moving out is cool and all, but at the same time, it is a pain! Although, moving within the city is MUCH better than moving to another state, which I have done once, by myself (moving away to college), and it was NOT fun. Cause if you forget something, oh well, you’ll get it when you go home for thanksgiving. Anyway, all of my Sister and Brother-in-laws stuff is in our basement, blocking all of MY things, so at some point, I have to climb around back there to get to my things and some how clear a path. And that’s just the first step, I am Really not looking forward to climbing 3 flights of stairs with furniture and boxes, when we actually move in. However, it is just one long day of moving, and once its over, it’s cool, cause you are living on your own, and that feeling over powers the feeling of sore muscles. So, I will feel you guys in on how the move goes, I am sure you guys will be anxiously awaiting my updates. WHICH reminds me, I know I haven’t been as consistent as I would like on writing blogs, but I am a busy man, and I try hard to keep updating, so Please, bare with me, I will try my best if you guys continue to provide wonderfully, amusing and intriguing comments…Deal? Deal! I also promise to go easy on the commas next time as well. Moving on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Saturday afternoon, I went to see The Lion King with Jackie, her Parents, and her Brother Jason, and we had an awesome time. The show was great overall, very cool how they made all the humans into animals by use of costumes and moving parts, and the singing and acting was pretty good as well. Afterwards we went to Bottega Café, and had some wine and good food, and a TON of laughs. Paul and Pat Noto joined us after the show there and we all had a blast. Okay, I think that is about it, hope everyone is doing well, Catch ya later Dudes and dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia question of the day: &lt;em&gt;What did Jerry find in the Dentists Waiting room that upset him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: &lt;em&gt;Farfle (spelling?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112907707439851966?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112907707439851966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112907707439851966' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112907707439851966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112907707439851966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-seems-such-waste-of-time-if-thats.html' title='It seems such a waste of time, If that&apos;s what it&apos;s all about, If that&apos;s movin&apos; up then I&apos;m movin&apos; out'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112854959717602307</id><published>2005-10-05T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T15:21:13.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO, I took these test to see what Classic Movie I am and what Famous World Leader I am: Here are the results, and if you want to check it out yourself, click on the links below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://&lt;div" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/movie/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html"&gt;What Classic Movie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://&lt;div" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://&lt;div" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/leader/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html"&gt;What Famous Leader Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since I blogged oh, 3 days ago, and I only have 2 comments, this will be a short blog, but check the &lt;a href="http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/10/fall-is-in-airalmost.html"&gt;previous blog&lt;/a&gt; out if you get a chance...It's not bad.....I mean, I wrote it...ummm, gotta go. I will give others a chance to come up with the answer to the Seinfeld trivia question before I post a new one. You can find this weeks question on the previous blog...that is, if you read it...Tune in to the next blog for a new question...if you care...I mean, I know some people like the Seinfeld Trivia...right?, Hopefully???, anyhoot, Catch ya later dudes and dudets!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112854959717602307?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112854959717602307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112854959717602307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112854959717602307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112854959717602307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/10/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out!'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112831428902278562</id><published>2005-10-02T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:27:56.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is in the Air...almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/135/654/1600/IM0005511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/135/654/320/IM0005511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just in case everyone didn't know allready, Fall is my Favorite Season, but latley it just seems like Fall is teasing me. There was a touch of Fall in the air last week, and then hasn't felt much like that one night since. So Fall, if you can here this, GET HERE SOON, PLEASE!!! I know it is offically Fall allready, but come on, it's not really considered a certain season until it "feels" like it should. I mean, Winter starts what...December 21rst or something, and here in Alabama it starts feeling like Winter ummm...never, we pretty much go from Fall straight into Spring. SO, with that, I will give my Top 10 reasons why I love Fall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) The leaves change and look really coool, especially here in the Old Leeds Road area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) Halloween, a pretty useless Holiday, but is very fun anyway. Basically one big excuse to eat Candy, Party down, Dress up like Superman and jump off the roof of your house...ummm, gotta go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) If I have time, play golf and not sweat away 15% of my body weight, in the Alabama Heat and Humidity...Chances are my average golf score will be the same, but at least I won't be hot as heck out there. Which brings me to #7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) The Perfect Weather, 74 degrees during the day, 60 at night. Need I say More!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) The clothes are better, at least for me they are. Skinny guys gotta where layers, and its hard to do that when it is 105 degrees outside, not counting the humidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Thanksgiving...I like to eat, it's my favorite. You wouldn't know it by looking at me, but ask anyone and they will tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Hockey Season Starts, I love Hockey, awesome sport...yeah yeah, I'm from Alabama and I like Hockey. What! What a ya want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Baseball Playoffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) College Football, there is nothing like the energy and feel of a good College football game, whether you are at the game live, or watching it on tv, eating hot dogs, and drinking some beer. Good times, Good times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND now, the number one reason I love fall is.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I was born in this great season, on October 27, 1981...Friggin Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the show I am directing is going well, I still have lots to do and lots to think about, but I am working Big to Small, and it is keeping me from going crazy. I am moving into a new apartment with a good friend of mine, Lucas, and I can't wait. I think it will be good to get out of my parents house and live on my own, in my own place. The Apartment is older, but very cool, has a lot of character, and me and Luc will make it awesome anyway, I foresee some partys there in the near Future, should be fun. Me and Jackie still going strong, and have been dateing 2 months now, even though it seems like about 4 months. The picture above is from the other night, we went out to eat on Saturday night, and it was very nice. It has been a while since we had gone out on a real dinner date, so it was good to do that. After dinner, the waiter handed me my debit card and check back and said, "Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Plaia, come back and see us." It was funny, I guess we looked like a married couple or something. Okay, that is all, Catch ya later dudes and dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seinfeld Triva question of the day: &lt;em&gt;What was the name of the annoying dog that Jerry had to take care of in one of the early First Season epidodes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last blogs answer: &lt;em&gt;He urinated in the shower.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112831428902278562?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112831428902278562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112831428902278562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112831428902278562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112831428902278562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/10/fall-is-in-airalmost.html' title='Fall is in the Air...almost'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112771197596205166</id><published>2005-09-25T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T22:53:37.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK!  BACK, from the FUTURE...I mean...Past...ummm</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone and allllll! I know, I know, it has been a while, but it is not completly my fault. First and Foremost, I havent had internet for about 2 weeks...okay a week and a half, so obviously I couldn't write a blog, secondly, I have been very busy...you know saving the world from Biff, getting my young parents together at the dance, avoiding a parodox, fixing the space time continuem...well, okay maybe I havent been doing that, but I would if I had a Time Machine...well, I might, maybe? ehhh...BUT seriously you guys, I have been busy. I am still working at Leonardos, its a job, I mean the most of the people I work with are really cool, and its fun sometimes, but really, I just want OUT of the Restaurant Business all together, nothing against the place, just time to try something different. So I am actually looking to get into the Advertising business, I have an interview sometime this week. It would be cool I think, I would get to be creative and make some money. I will let you guys know how it all works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also, directing a play at John Carroll High School. My first paid, directing gig where paying costumers will come to watch it and its the first thing I have directed sense College. I am pretty excited about it, it is keeping my very busy though. I will continue to let you know how it is going and when it will be showing. I am also working at a Baptist church singing in the choir. NO, i am not converting to Baptist....ism, or whatever you want to call it, Not that there is anything wrong with it, but I am Catholic, I just working there. Me and Jackie call ourselves "Baplics" for fun though because we are the only 2 catholics that work there...anyway, its a good job, extra money for the week, and all I have to do is sing, eeeeeeasy money, and fun to. I also get to see Jackie for an extra hour on Wednesdays, when Otherwise I would not get to see her at all on Wednesdays, so that's a plus...which brings me to Jackie...(that is what you call a gooood transition Jackie...hehe) Everything is going well with me and Jackie, I couldn't ask...no BEG for a Better Gal then her. Everyday is a new and exciting adventure and I have something to look forward to each day. I only wish we weren't quite so busy, so we could see more of each other, but on a positive note, when we do see each other, the rareness of it makes it all the more special (okay, I know, really corney, but true...what can I say, i am a romantic...or a dork, one or the other...or both, whatever). Let's see what else, OH, me and Lucas, a good friend of mine whom I have known since the Fifth grade, may be getting an apartment soon, and that means I will be out of my parents house and one step closer to becoming a real adult, or something. I will keep ya posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that is all, I just wanted to catch everyone up on things, I will try and get back to blogging regularly, so everyone will get off my back. I will also try and check everyone elses blogs in a day or so, I am hardly ever home anymore, I live in my car, sorry I will get to that when I can, anywho, tune in next time for Ducks that swim backwards...Catch ya later dudes and Dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I would like to give a shout out to my Goddaughter Miralhi, who turned One Year Old on Sept. 18th, HAPPY BIRTHDAY Chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia Question of the day: &lt;em&gt;For what reason was George Banned from the Health Club?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last umm, Months, question: &lt;em&gt;Prell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112771197596205166?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112771197596205166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112771197596205166' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112771197596205166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112771197596205166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-back-back-from-futurei-meanpastummm.html' title='I&apos;M BACK!  BACK, from the FUTURE...I mean...Past...ummm'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112606790763265849</id><published>2005-09-06T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:16:06.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOORAY BEER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.illtema.com/Issue1/image033.jpg"&gt;HOORAY BEER!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I think my blogs are getting to be too long, so I will try and make this short and sweet...HOORAY SHORT AND SWEET!!! Okay, so the topic of this blog...These commercials have been comeing on recently, and I think they are great. They are simple, yet get their point across, and at the same time make you want to drink their product, as well as be responsible while doing so. Just in case you don't know what product I am talking about, haven't seen the commercials, OR you didn't click on the link ABOVE, which in that case SHAME ON YOU!, not really, but anyhooot...I am talking about Red Stripe Beer. It is a &lt;a href="http://www.beerking.com.au/Images/red%20stripe.gif"&gt;Jamaican Lager &lt;/a&gt;and is very tasty, also comes in a cool medicine bottle shaped bottle. The beer can be consumed with a lime or lemon wedge, like with a Corona, or you can just drink it without. In fact, on a previous blog posting &lt;a href="http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005_03_13_thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular_archive.html"&gt;(link here, just in case you're interested)&lt;/a&gt;, Red Stripe came in at number 8 on my list of top 10 beers. Although, I am thinking of moving it up to the 6th position. Check out the link above to see the rest of my list...its a pretty cool...I mean, I wrote it...sooooo, take a loook around....maybe one of YOUR favorite beers will be on "The List". If it is not, let me know what your favorite beer is, I am always open to trying new types of beers, I like beer...ANYWAY, I have always liked Red Stripe Beer, but these commercials just make it all the better. In a nut shell, there is a Jamaican Guy, and an "average Joe", type character in every commercial, and the Jamican Guy, along with the power of Red Stipe Beer, helps the average Joe out with various problems such as being able to dance, or taking his keys away so as to not drink and drive. To top it all off, the commercial ends with a blinking subliminal message saying, HOORAY BEER!!! (said in a Jamaican like, Bob Marley esss way), or HOORAY RESPONSIBILITY!!! Very simple but effect Marketing tool. Anywho, here is the site for the commercials so you can check them out for yourself and let me know what you think. I hope you share my joy for these commercials, they definatley don't freak me out like that &lt;a href="http://thejamootz.com/blog/archives/wakeupwiththeking.JPG"&gt;Creepy Burgerking KING guy&lt;/a&gt;....yicks, I hate that guy...So, let me know what you think, here is the link for the commercials &lt;a href="http://us.redstripebeer.com/media"&gt;(CLICK HERE)&lt;/a&gt;, then again, I could just be easily ammused...HOORAY EASILY AMMUSED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, whats going on with me, I am still working at Leonardo's, but I am also working at Mt. Brook Baptist as a paid chorister and childrens choir helper...errr, I dont really know what I am going to be doing yet, I suppose I will try and teach them how to read music, help them learn the songs and such, pretty coooool extra 75 bucks a week for only working a couple of hours, if i dooo say sooo. I just got back from visiting Michael Berg in Nashvegas, me and Jackie went up there on Sunday Night, passed Nashvegas, turned around, then made it there...We missed the exit, what a ya want from me!, anyway, we had a great time up there, Thank you Micheal for being so Hospitable and showing us a grand time. Lets see what else, umm, no unecessary shocks to report from "the Device", which still doesn't have a name, sorry Foof, but I decided NOT to name the device Francesca...that could get confusing and odd, saying "Welp, Francesca Shocked the crap out of me today), what the!!! So yeah, lastly, but not leastly....(yeah I know its not a word), me and Jackie, still going strong, and have been dating a month to the day....HOOORAY GIRLFRIEND!!!, that is all ladies and gents. Until next time, Catch ya later Dudes and Dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia question of the day: &lt;em&gt;What kind of Shampoo does Jerry use?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: &lt;em&gt;Keith asked Jerry to help him move, and Jerry thought it was too soon to help him move, because Jerry said helping someone move is a big part of the male friendship, and he wasn't ready for that kind of commitment. &lt;/em&gt;(yes, longest answer to a Seinfeld trivia question EVER!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112606790763265849?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112606790763265849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112606790763265849' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112606790763265849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112606790763265849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/09/hooray-beer.html' title='HOORAY BEER!!!'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112561245832076781</id><published>2005-09-02T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T09:19:32.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.21 GIGAWATTS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hikaru.tea-nifty.com/robo/images/20040615_giga_e.jpg"&gt;1.21 GIGAWATTS!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the title...yeah, power came back on today...electricity, bolt of lighting...ehhh, it's a stretch I know, but what are ya gonna do, IT'S MY BLOG, and I wanted to use that as a title. Anyway, down to buisness, or lack there of rather...(I'll explain later)...The power was off all this week, not terribly inconvienent by any means, but still I am happy to have it back on. ESPECIALLY when you think of what the people are going through down on the coast and in New Orleans. I think we can all be thankful here in Bham, that all we got was a loss of power for a couple of days. For any of you readers out there in the New Orleans and Biloxi area, you are in my thoughts and prayers, good luck with everything. While staying at my sisters house last night, I finally got to see some of the news coverage of the rescue effort and the damage. It was sad, depressing, and angering on so many levels. To name a few, first off, the damage of course, water everywhere flooded up to the roofs of houses, and people writing Help messages on their rooftops with what ever they could find. When I saw some of the news coverage during the Hurricane itself, I thought that New Orleans might have dodged a bullet, but the problem with that is, after the hurricane had passed, water surrounded the city, filling up the Mississippi River and Lake Pontchartrain to the brink of overflowing, and eventually the leves burst and water came pouring in. I guess what I am saying is, the city was able to survive the Hurricane when it actually hit, but the aftermath of it is where the trouble really began. I guess the phrase, "It ain't over till the fat lady Sings", makes a little sense here. Secondly, why were so many people still there after a MANDATORY evecuation??? I heard that they expected like 200,000 people NOT to evacuate, and in actuallilty, it ended up being like twice that. I don't know if that is correct, I am really just a secondary source reporting that, but basically ALOT of people DIDN'T evecuate. Didn't these people know that their city is below sea level, and that a CAT 5 hurricane was headed right for them? I understand that like 28% of the population of New Orleans is considered to be living in Poverty, but many of those people went to the Superdome, and survived. IT was rough, from what I hear on the news, but a heck of a lot better than being stranded on the Roof of your House. Lastly, because I feel like I am ranting like one of those Political Guys on the Fox News Channel...you know, where they have the screen split into like 6 squares with guys in suits argueing and talking all at the same time....ANYhooot, Lastly, Looting and rapes happening, at a time like this. That is all I am going to say about that, if you want to comment on it I will be glad to listen and voice my opinion, because I could go on for days on how much it angered me to see peopleing running out of stores with Stereos and DVD players. Where the heck did these people think they were going to plug these appliances in anyway, they're living in a city wide 18foot pool, with NO Electricity, good luck with that geniuses. And Rapes, are you kidding me??? Anyway, this must be the sign of the apocolypse or something cause things are getting bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a test I took, if you want to take it, cut and paste, you know the drill, and copy it over. I mean...I took it... sooooo, check it out...if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Joseph&lt;br /&gt;2. Paesan, The Paesan, Paesano, Joey Paesan (or any other variation of the name Paesan)&lt;br /&gt;3. Joebob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREENAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1. Joeyply333&lt;br /&gt;2. Joeyply81&lt;br /&gt;3. Paesano1027&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. My eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. My inner Dork&lt;br /&gt;3. My personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. My hair&lt;br /&gt;2. Being skinny&lt;br /&gt;3. My inability to stay calm at work or in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Italian&lt;br /&gt;2. Sicilian&lt;br /&gt;3. Ummm…more Italian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Being stuck in the middle of the ocean, at night, with nothing but a small log to hold onto. (seriously, a nightmare)&lt;br /&gt;2. Not being Happy&lt;br /&gt;3. Failure to reach my goals (fear of failure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. food&lt;br /&gt;2. clothes&lt;br /&gt;3. Jackie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. My black work pants, with orange spots on them from where bleach spilt on me, thus changing parts of my pants from black to orange.&lt;br /&gt;2. A sleeveless white cut off undershirt&lt;br /&gt;3. A watch with the back super glued on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Dave Matthews Band&lt;br /&gt;2. Barenaked Ladies&lt;br /&gt;3. Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:&lt;br /&gt;1. Scenes from an Italian Restaurant - Billy Joel&lt;br /&gt;2. Mississippi Girl - Faith Hill (thanks to Jackie)&lt;br /&gt;3. Can’t think of anymore, sorry…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Going Horse back riding&lt;br /&gt;2. Lobster&lt;br /&gt;3. Snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP (besides love):&lt;br /&gt;1. A strong connection&lt;br /&gt;2. To be happy&lt;br /&gt;3. Friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE: (can you spot the lie?)&lt;br /&gt;1. I like cotton candy jelly beans. (actually, I am addicted to them)&lt;br /&gt;2. I still don’t know what I am going to do with my life&lt;br /&gt;3. I do not eat bacon with syrup on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE/SAME SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. smile&lt;br /&gt;3. Umm…curves, figure…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Drawing and Painting&lt;br /&gt;2. Playing Street Hockey or watching Ice Hockey on TV (or live at a game)&lt;br /&gt;3. Playing golf, Poker, backyard baseball or football (hey, I have a lot of hobbies, sue me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. See Jackie&lt;br /&gt;2. Have a nice cold Rolling Rock Beer&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU WANT:&lt;br /&gt;1. Actor or Director&lt;br /&gt;2. Teacher (when they start to get paid what they deserve)&lt;br /&gt;3. To be a professional Hockey Player…or an ER Doctor (okay, so that’s 4, whatever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Italy or Sicily&lt;br /&gt;2. Lucerne (it’s in Austria on Lake Geneva, awesome place)&lt;br /&gt;3. Hawaii, Mexico, California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE KIDS NAMES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Julie (Julia)&lt;br /&gt;2. Joseph&lt;br /&gt;3. Isabelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get married and have a family&lt;br /&gt;2. Be fluent in Italian, and visit Italy or Sicily&lt;br /&gt;3. Have a job that pays well, supports my family, and I ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW OR ELSE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Francesca&lt;br /&gt;2. Michael&lt;br /&gt;3. Someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so sorry this blog was kinda iffy and not my usual stuff, Kinda political I guess, hmmm, I must be growing up after all...anyway, I will try and do better next time, Catch ya later Dudes and Dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia Question of the day: &lt;em&gt;Jerry gets upset when Keith Hernandez asks him to do what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: &lt;em&gt;Bab's &lt;/em&gt;is Kramer's Mom's name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112561245832076781?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112561245832076781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112561245832076781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112561245832076781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112561245832076781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/09/121-gigawatts.html' title='1.21 GIGAWATTS!!!'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112485804922194088</id><published>2005-08-23T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T22:15:44.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crap!  This has been one Shocker of a Week!</title><content type='html'>Okay, first off let me appoligize for not writing a blog in a while, the reason being was, my internet has been down for like a week now. I think lighting struck or something and that is why it went out, investigation is still pending, I will let you guys know how that goes, but for now it seems the internet is up and running. Speaking of Lighting, what is with the crazy "War of the Worlds like" Lighting storms, we've been having here in B'ham. I am actually beginning to get use to driving around the city, without fully fuctional traffic lights, guiding the many BAD drivers that dwell in this fine city. It's like people freak out when they don't see a red, yellow, or green light telling them what to do...snap out of it people remember your right foot controls whether or not you stop or go, so don't freak out, watch what your doing, communicate with the other drivers and we can alllll be on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick side bar, The cable guy said he was going to come fix the internet today any time between 10am and 2pm...WHAT the HECK is THAT!!! I want to know what it is they are doing that causes them to need a 4 HOUR space of time to get to our house. Are they eating, going to an amusement park, taking a nap, watchin a movie, WHAT! I mean, if they are walking on a tight rope from building to building serviceing our cable needs, I would understand the 4 hour chunk of time...I mean, you're walkin across a 2 inch thick piece of rope, I can give you a little extra time for that, I don't want the cable guy to rush when he is inches from plumiting to his death. But COME ON, set a time and get there, the rest of the world shows up for work on time (or at least is 15 minutes late, that is reasonable), you can too. I think this was a Seinfeld episode as well, where Kramer was waiting on the Cable guy and he never came, so the next day when the Cable guy called and said he would be there anytime between 9am and 3pm, Kramer didnt answer, and alluded him the rest of the day until they called a truce...anyway, The cable guy never showed up at my house, and me and my stepdad waited a combined time of 6 hours and 35 minutes, BUT the internet is fixed, so I guess it all worked out in the end. Okay, so that wasn't such a quick side bar, sue me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, just in case any of you didnt know, I have an implantable cardioverter Defibrillator implanted in my chest...yes, I am "the Bionic Man", or something...AND it is a Defibrillator, NOT a PACEMAKER I am not 83, I am 23, I have to clarify this cause it drives me NUTs. A Pacemaker is for a slow heart beat (bradycardia), a Defibrillator is for "to fast and to strong" of a heart beat (tachycardia). SO there is your Science lesson for the day, don't get the two mixed up. ANyway, it is there as a precaution, not suppose to ever go off and Shock me...well, in the past 5 days it went off 3 times. (well, once was in a dream, I am still not sure if that one was real), Yes, 2 times for sure. I must say, NOT an experience I would wish on ANYone. Doesnt, really hurt, but kind of scary, like getting electricuted and kicked in the chest by a small farm animal at the same time. Anyway, the first time it knocked me down, I called the nurse she said, it was okay, dont worry, it was probably doing its job. The second time, however, I was at work, I was talking to my last table of the night, and the darn thing shocked me again. Scared the crap out of my table and everyone in the restaurant, I kinda fell back, but Held on to the 2 plates I was holding...hehehe, I am, after all, Dr. Joseph Charm, Waiter Extrordinare!, The silence after that, and the sound of the Piano haulting to a stop was not cool, I was slightly embarrassed, to say the least. So after that I figured something was wrong, so I went to the emergency room at UAB, got in there ahead of 6 people thanks to a costumer at Leonardos, who works at UAB and not only called ahead to get me in a room fast, but DROVE me there at well. That was a great stroke of luck. SO, anyway, after sitting in the room hooked up to all kinds of crap till 3 in the morning, it turns out, the device was reading my heart beat, but it was Doubling it, so 100 beats a minute, turns into 200 beats a minute, which is basically Cardiac Arrest, which obviously I was not experienceing, when I was just standing still Talking to my costumers. So yeah, Minor mechanical problem, went in Monday, and the Doc connected me to the computerthingamagig via wireless frequency (I don't really know how it works, but I didnt have to be cut open so thats good), yeah he fixed it in like 5 seconds. I was like, that's it??? its allright now? SO all is well, I am laughing about it now, after all, you have to have a sense of humor about these things, but for a couple of days, I was walking around wondering if the darn thing was gonna just decide to shock me for no reason. It is an imperfect machine, created by imperfect humanbeings. At least now I know what to expect if I ever DO really get shocked for a reason, which I hope never happens. Lastly, I am trying to come up with a name for "the Device", up until I got shocked I had just been calling it "the Device" but now that I have been shocked, I think it should have a name or something, you know kind of like how people name their cars. I am open to suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all, hope everyone is doing well, catch ya later dudes and dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia Question of the Day: &lt;em&gt;What is Kramer's Mom's Name?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: &lt;em&gt;Jackie Chiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112485804922194088?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112485804922194088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112485804922194088' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112485804922194088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112485804922194088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/08/holy-crap-this-has-been-one-shocker-of.html' title='Holy Crap!  This has been one Shocker of a Week!'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112416232136999944</id><published>2005-08-15T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T23:13:47.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freakin Technology!</title><content type='html'>So a while back, you may remember me talking about my Computer and how the CD/DVD ROM drive broke, my mp3 player wouldn't work, and I had to spend the better part of my life on the phone with the Indian Tech Support folks...yeah, they know me well, we hang out, go to the bar, have a couple beers and laugh over my problems with technology, or rather Technology's problem with me. Okay, so I don't actually hang out with these people, but I do know one of them by name, Sam the Computer Guy at HP, he's a cool guy, helped me fix my computer, got my mp3 player working (on my moms computer), good good. Soon after my computer and mp3 crisis was solved, my TV became POSSESSED. She's been through 3 TV exorsisims and nothing has worked, she's gotten worse in fact...oh yeah sidebar, "she" is referring to my TV, I will let you know why I think my TV is a she, at the end of this section. SO, anyhoot, these are the problems I have experienced with my TV in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Often times, I turn on Luisa (I will explain why my TV is also spanish in just a moment...I know the suspension is killing ya), and her picture is green. I can see the picture, but the color scheme is green and white. At least if it were black and white I would feel like I am watching a classic or something, but with the green and white I feel like I am picking up transmissions from other planets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) She blinks the picture off and on, turning back on when she pleases, only leaving the sound on throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Now, she has turned off the display, so I have no idea what channel I am on, how high up the volume is, what sound and picture settings are on. I can still change them, I just can't see what I am changeing them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Luisa, suddenly switched to Spanish Speaking, on every channel, and I didn't press the dubbing button on my controller, then it suddenly stopped after about 3 hours. Hence, this is why I think she is Spanish, my TV that is, boy...this is getting confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Once, she got stuck, and kept flipping through the channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think from these 5 alone, you could pretty much say that my TV is a Spanish Women named Luisa, come on, Guys, am I wrong? Only a women would be this moody and indifferent, deprive me of my TV viewing, not let me flip through the channels aimlessly, due to the fact that I have no idea what channel I am on, and turn off the picture so I Have to just Listen. See, I believe it was Seinfeld who said something like, "we men are natural hunters, we just keep searching through those channels, we don't even know what were watchin, if its good, we make a mental note of it and keep flippin through to find more good channels. Women stick to one channel, and if its good they stay there." Yicks, I am really gonna hear it from my women readers after this one, better change the subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, now my Cell Phone is on the fritzz (if that is a word), I think I spilt some beer on it, which really is my fault, but still its not like I poured beer into it, plus phones don't ususally go nuts from a drop of beer falling into them...one would think? Anyhow, so first the 7 button stopped working, and randomly calls my Step dad who is 7 on my speed dial. Now, the 4 button is stuck and doesnt work, So Josh, if you get random calls from me at all hours of the night, I am sorry, tell Heather I am sorry as well, I hope I didn't wake the baby, but you are 4 on my speed dial, and it is stuck. But I should be getting a new phone tomorrow and all will be fixed, I will be 150 bucks poorer, but at least my phone will work. So yeah, there ya go, Technology pretty much hates me, and the only reason I have gotten by this long, is from years of watching MacGyver Fix things with Duct tape and paperclips. I paperclip, which incidently helped me figure out what was wrong with my computer...really, it actually helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, but certainly not least, the rumors are true, it's offical, I am dateing someone now and her name is Jackie, and I must say I couldn't be Happier, and that is saying alot considering I am a college graduate, waiting tables every day and night, who lives with his parents and is thinking about going BACK to school. We both have been smiling so much lately that are mouths hurt. Anywho, enough of the mushyness, but it just so happens to be her Birthday today though, so from all of us out here in Bloggerland, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACKIE! May all your wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catchya later dudes and Dudettes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No Television Sets were harmed in the makeing of this blog, nor were any real Television Exorsisms performed on said television set, because let's face it, that's just silly, any and all comments about women being compared to my tv, tvs being compared to women, women said to be posseing my TV, and my TV being possessed by a spanish speaking women named Luisa are all strickly for comic purposes and are only as true as you want them to be, void where prohibited, winner winner chicken dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia question of the day: &lt;em&gt;What is the name of the Lawyer who often represents Kramer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: &lt;em&gt;The Krakatoa Volanco relief fund.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112416232136999944?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112416232136999944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112416232136999944' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112416232136999944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112416232136999944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/08/freakin-technology.html' title='Freakin Technology!'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112347340280980783</id><published>2005-08-07T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T23:15:35.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Put another Shrimp on the Barbi!!!</title><content type='html'>Well hello all you readers out there in BloggerLand. Wow, what a wonderful weekend, (Holy W's Batman!). Normally my weekend would consist of work, followed by some work, than later on a little more work, and finally topping it off with...work...and church on Sunday, however, this weekend was different, well except for the church part, that stayed the same...anyway, I made the best of this weekend and used all the time available. Let me break it down for ya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY: (yeah I know its not the weekend, but whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got another bad Hair Cut at HeadStart. Well, the hair cut was allright, but what she did to my sideburns was just uncalled for. She cut alot of my Hair off, but by now the Hair has grown to an exceptable length. My side burns however were just butchered, righty which grows at a different rate and shape was leveled out, fine, but Lefty was cut at like a 45 degree angle, and Reallllly high, so high that the skin was actually pale underneath it, bad. So after that, I sped home on my lunch break from work, really fast, sat down for like 15 minutes than drove back to work. Work was kinda busy, made like 70 bucks pretty cool. SO, remember how I started a boycott, in a previous blog posting, against all things celebrity? Well, what a you say we boycott HeadStart Hair cut places? Let me know what you think? Man, I really gotta get the autoHairomatic machine up and running...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY: (still not the weekend, sue me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, feel out of bed, and dragged a comb across my head...okay not really, I woke up, ate some biscuits, took a shower, watched Startrek and MacGyver, ate lunch, than took off for work. See, I didn't work the lunch shift on Thursday so I left a little early to go to the dinner shift cause I needed to stop and get pens and a lighter (to light the candles). I had visitors comeing to...umm....visit me at work that night so I wanted to be prepared. Thursday night was DEAD, I am glad it was, cause I actually got to talk to the people that visited me, Jane Bailey, Jessica Clark, and Jackie Roche. They set there for like 2 hours, then Lucas and Morgan showed up, that was a nice suprise, SO I had a whole group of people in there for 3 hours, because of Me, Oh yeahhhh, I am "the Mannnn"... okay, anywho, after work, Jackie and Jessica asked me if I wanted to go see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, I said yeah sure, as long as I am not imposeing. So we go to the summit and CCF was not showing so we decided to go see Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Jessica mysteriously bailed on us and me and Jackie went to see Mr. and Mrs. Smith together. This has been titled the "Pre-Pre-Date" (I will explain Later). This was a fun movie, action packed, had a lot of funny oneliner/scenes. It was a good time, with good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up and played golf with my Dad (Signore Plaia), we went to play at Eagle Point, a reallllly nice course, it was also very HOTT but it was fun. I hit 5 trees, 3 of those knocked my ball back into the fairway, the other 2 knocked the ball to a place yet to be found. On the second to last whole I hit the ball into the sand, it was one of those really long patches of sand that go the length of the course. Yeah, I pretty much tired myself out hitting out of there and rakeing up my footprints, so I was pretty much spent after hole 16. I shot a 105. Crap on a stick.&lt;br /&gt;That night, me and Jackie were going to go see "Dukes of Hazzard", but lighting struck 280, and thus the Rave was closed. So me and Jackie went back to the Roche Residence, via back roads due to a fallen traffic light right in front of her neighborhood, and watched Swingers, then we watched Dodgeball, I then went home, thus ending our Pre-date, date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY: (holy cow this is getting long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke to the sounds of women chattering like hens in a...hen house...or something, numerous women downstairs, talking at one time. Apparently, my sister hosted a babyshower at our house at 9:30 in the morning. I was secluded to my room. My sister enters my room like 9:45am to get my keys and move my car. Because I was half asleep, I did not object, I just said "what a you want, get out!" However, I had the actual scheduled date today at 12:00. (which explains all this pre-date talk) Me and Jackie were suppose to go to the ZOO, if my sister hadn't sandwiched my car in our drive way, leaving me no way to get out. Now I am wishing I had Stopped my sister, but oh well. Meanwhile, my mom is leaving me breakfast, orange juice, and my medicine on the stair way, so I don't interrupt their shindig. I call my mom and ask her to bring my keys up the stairs, and my mom brings me...somebody elses keys, I dont know whose, So I call again, and I ask for MY keys, and my mom says "umm, your car is blocked in", I said, well, I have to pick up Jackie at 12:00, I need my car. So I go downstairs, all the women yell Heyyyyyy JOEEYYYYYYY, in a high pitched voice, I said hello and numerous other charming phrases. (see previous posts on my skills with charming Middle aged women) Than I got the hell out of there, Cheeks unpinched, only to find I had to weave my car out of the drive way. Some of the ladies had moved their cars but it was still not an easy task. As I am leaving, my Step-mom starts talking to me, I am just trying to get out of my house, which is apparently like escapeing ALCATRAZ!!!, Anyway, I got out, picked up the Jackinator, and we went to the ZOO. Now, you may be saying, "why the Zoo?" well, I wanted to do something unconvential for a first date, rather than the same ole same ole, and I think it was an allright idea, even if the majority of the people there were 6 years old. Only bad part was the heat, it was very hot that day, and.....The Elephant/Rhino exibit...yicks....we literally ran through that one and didnt look back. The Primates exibit was awesome, those crazy monkeys/apes. Also, liked the Reptiles and Flamingos section. All and all, a good day, we had a good time. After the Zoo, we got some grub and I took her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that Night...Jackie treated me to the movies with Free Movie Passes, she got the hook up, we finally got to see The Dukes of Hazzard. This is known as the Post-date-date...or whatever. It was one of those sit back, not think and have fun movies, good times, good times. Okay, this has gone on way tooo long, but it was a busy weekend, SO busy that I am going to end it with Saturday, and save Sunday for later. If you are still reading right now, I thank you, and get help...just kidding, I appreciate all my loyal readers. Your Free Oven Mits are in the mail...Not. Catch ya later dudes and Dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia question of the Day: &lt;em&gt;What charity did Jerry contribute to, that caused him to be Audited? Hint: Kramer told him about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: &lt;em&gt;moisterizer lotion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112347340280980783?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112347340280980783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112347340280980783' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112347340280980783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112347340280980783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/08/put-another-shrimp-on-barbi.html' title='Put another Shrimp on the Barbi!!!'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112301427883674569</id><published>2005-08-02T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T14:35:05.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Items or Less...that's a load of crap!</title><content type='html'>Man, mondays are rough, I got to work around 9:55am (yeah, I was actually early), and was just not in the mood to listen to the wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/primaryspanish/images/learn_more/music/image3.jpg"&gt;Spanish speaking workers&lt;/a&gt; at work. They just yell and scream random stuff, sometimes in creepy old spanish women voices, and it is just really annoying. Its like 10am on a monday morning, after a weekend of staying up late, and these guys are coming up to you trying to shake your hand &lt;a href="http://topkool.free.fr/images_seriestv/princedebelair02.jpg"&gt;a la Fresh Prince of Bel Air &lt;/a&gt;(failing miserabley) and yelling various spanish phrases in a high pitched womens voice. Anyway, they are pretty crazy, but I was sort of tuneing them out, makeing the secret Butter Mixture that goes on our rolls, when one of my fellow coworkers, whose wife just had a baby, set a glass of Sweet tea on the counter next to me and said, "looks like you need this, like I need my coffee", I said, "thanks man, I really did", and all was right in the universe. Don't get me wrong, I have worked with many spanish people in my day, working in various restaurants, that is the way it is, but most of the time they are fun easy going people, who don't bug the heck out of you, and thus usually we get along. One of them is cool, Antonio, but the other two are freakin nuts. Then there is, Ralph Machio, we call him that because he wears a bandana like the guy who played &lt;a href="http://www.oneposter.com/UserData/Poster/Poster_13146.jpg"&gt;Daniel Son, in Karate Kid&lt;/a&gt;. He doesn't read english very well, and yells and screams when you try to help him...&lt;a href="http://www.stanford.edu/group/scti/scti97/pix/praj%20karate%20kid2%20s4.jpg"&gt;then does the crane&lt;/a&gt;...just kidding. The other who shall remain nameless is the one who sometimes switches to a high pitched womens voice, we are still trying to come up with a decent Nickname for that guy. Also, there is, Al Capone...no explanation, that is just what we call him. So there ya go, I guess if anything, they make work very interesting. As for my Nicknames at work, the spanish guys call me YoYo, and one of the cooks calls me Joey Butafucco....I don't feel to happy about that one, but what can ya do....scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So After work, I went to Chick-fil-a to get some grub, I love chick-fil-a, it always makes me feel better. Then I went to best buy to get some Ink for my computer printer, also looked at a new tv because my tv is still POSSESSED!!! Right now it doesnt display any information on the screen, so I have no idea what channel I am on, and when I want to change settings for a movie, I can't, cause I can't see what I am doing. A couple of days ago, I turned it on and it was like at 50% light, you could barely see any color at all, it was mostly black. One of its more consistent possessive tendencies, is to suddenly change to green and white color only. The worst was when It started changing channels on its on, and then went to Spanish, it was stuck in Spanish Dub for like 2 hours. So Anyway, I was looking for a new tv, but I am alittle unsettled about shelling out alot of money for a new tv, when the one I have is only 4 years old. Stupid Possessed TV! If anyone knows the name of a good TV repair man, that does TV exorsisms, let me know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was going to go pay for my printer ink, which is ridiculously expensive, but the lines were too long, so I went to target to pick up some things. So I get my 6 items, including printer ink which was the same price as Best Buy (wow, some best buy huh...), and I get into the EXPRESS LANE (10 ITEMS or LESS), and I look up ahead, and someone is buying school supplies, Like a whole BUGGY FULL, CLEARLY not 10 items or less, and it bothered me a bit, but I was in an okay mood (cause of Chick-fil-a), so I let it go. BUT, then I started listening, (not easedropping, What, I have really good Hearing...what do you want!) to the couple in front of ME. They were saying something about the people infront of them with the buggy full of pens and looseleaf paper. Basically saying, I can't believe they are in this line with that many items. So I say, "So much for the Express Lane", forgetting to keep that to myself, I blurted it out, and they just turned and looked at me...yeah, kind of awkward, cause I don't think they believed I could hear what they were saying, yet I commented on their conversation. Anywho, yeah, I gotta watch what I say, sometimes I think stuff and say it outloud...whoops. So the back to school gang gets done, finally, and the couple in front of me moves up and they lay their 17 Items on the conveyer belt, okay, more Awkwardness for me and them, cause the majority of their items happened to be pairs of underwear with funny sayings written on them, like for example "Kiss My...", yeah I don't think that is what it said, but you get the idea. SO, no one really followed the rules of the Express Lane, maybe someday, when the walls of...whatever...are broken down, there will be no need for lanes...and everything will be FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this blog, kinda sucked, sorry I will try and do better next time, If you are still reading by now you win a Free Oven Mit, not really, &lt;a href="http://www.firstgenerationmontecarlo.com/museum/navin.jpg"&gt;The Jerk&lt;/a&gt; was on last night and thats what he trys to give away to get the bad guys to stay put at the Gas Station. I had some other things I wanted to write about, but I forgot what they were. IF I remember, I will post it on the NEXT blog, or something. SO, I am in the process of registering for Classes at UAB, and I am cutting it close, so everyone wish me luck in getting everything in on time, so I can have affordable insurance. That is all, Catch ya later Dudes and Dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia Question of the Day: &lt;em&gt;What did the Airport Security Guard find in Georges Bag that was suspecious, in the episode where Jerry and George went to LA?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Answer to last blogs Question: &lt;em&gt;Cartwright &lt;/em&gt;instead of Costanza&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112301427883674569?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112301427883674569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112301427883674569' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112301427883674569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112301427883674569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/08/10-items-or-lessthats-load-of-crap.html' title='10 Items or Less...that&apos;s a load of crap!'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112241119665932415</id><published>2005-07-26T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T15:00:14.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family History</title><content type='html'>Just in case any of you didn't know already (said with extreme sarcasim), I am 100% Italian (roughly, 50% Italian, 50% sicilian, but whatever), I am also very proud of it. So the other day I google searched my last name and found out some pretty interesting things. First off, some images came up of old Italian looking people sitting outside old buildings in Italy and Sicily, Secondly, a store, thirdly I think a restaurant, but I am not even sure that was in Italy, some tombstones (not pizza's), but then came an Image of a 4 star hotel and resort in Palermo Sicily called, &lt;a href="http://www.toplevelhotel.com/plaiahimera/default.asp"&gt;"Hotel Plaia D'Himera". &lt;/a&gt;There was also a &lt;a href="http://www.santaplaia.com/"&gt;"Hotel Santa Plaia", &lt;/a&gt;in Pulgia Italy. Apparently there is a whole chain of "Hotel Plaia's" all through Italy and Sicily, which I think is pretty cool. So I got to thinking, that kind of makes me like "the Paris Hilton" of Italy...except, without the money, the tv show, the sex tape, and not being a hot blond chick...(extreme awkwardness), but you get the point...Actually I think Nikky Hilton is hotter than Paris, ....but anyways. What if I went over there, to Italy or Sicily that is, just walked into the hotel and said, I will have my usual room...the name is...Plaia...Joseph Plaia, of the Plaia Family. I wonder what would happen. My guess is they will either shoot me or invite me to stay at the Hotel and wait on me hand and foot, we &lt;a href="http://www.gonemovies.com/WWW/TopFilms/Godfather/godfatherCaan.jpg"&gt;Italians can be ill tempered&lt;/a&gt;. I am pretty sure that they are the same Plaia's, since Palermo Sicily is where the Plaia's originated. See, Plaia means "beach, or one who lives on the Beach" and Palermo is a city near the north beaches of Sicily, so there is your geography lesson for the day. Still I wonder...I wo,wo,wo,wo,wonder what would happen. I guess I will never know unless I go over, but I need money to fly to Italy sooo, hopefully, someday I will get that chance. Anywho, I thought it was pretty cool, and if you are still freaked out or still trying to figure out why I compared myself to Paris Hilton, SNAP OUT OF IT...okay, everyone good to go, can we move on? Great. The Plaia family also has a Winery, or at least their own brand of Wine, that is really cool, if anyone finds a bottle of &lt;a href="http://www.diwinetaste.com/html/dwt200501/images/Plaia-CabernetNeroAvola.jpg"&gt;Plaia Cabernet&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.diwinetaste.com/html/dwt200501/images/Plaia-GrilloChardonnay.jpg"&gt;Plaia Chardonnay&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.diwinetaste.com/dwt/en2005010.php"&gt;(Click here and scroll down to the wines of the month to read about these wines)&lt;/a&gt; buy it for me and I will pay you back? Good? and Good. Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone who reads my blog and happened to be at my Party the Other night, which was a cast party, let me know how I did as host of the party, I hope I didn't ignore anyone, and I hope everyone had a good time. One note that I am makeing for myself is this: When hosting a party don't drink to much, it inhibates your ability to remeber if you were a good host or not. I am open to other suggestions, comments, or whatever. Francesca, again, It was awesome that you called, good to hang out with you at the party. To Jackie, Matt, Jon, and anyone else who got lost getting in or out of my neighborhood, I am sorry, another thing I learned is to check and see if road signs are not stolen, before using them in the directions, (go figure!) and to have your phone on you at all times (sorry Jackie and Matt). Okay, that is all, thanks for tuning in. Tune in next time and you could win a life time supply of rich chocolatly ovaltin and cookies from the original "Cookie Monster" who just got out of cookie rehab and needs to get rid of all the cookies...fast...or whatever, just...check my blog. Catch ya later Dudes and Dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia Question of the day: &lt;em&gt;In the Chinese Restaurant episode, what name did the guy at the front desk call out when a phone call came in for George? It is the reason he missed the call.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: &lt;em&gt;Mary Hart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112241119665932415?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112241119665932415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112241119665932415' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112241119665932415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112241119665932415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/07/family-history.html' title='Family History'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112180958671726607</id><published>2005-07-19T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:41:12.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can ya hear me now?    GOOD!</title><content type='html'>A while back, fellow Blogger and good friend Francesca AKA "Franky-two-toes", did a blog on proper cell phone useage in the movie theatre. Well, I have decided to expand on that idea, and take it a step further. Why, you ask? Working in a restaurant, I have become...how should I put this...over observant, I have become this way because costumors expect you, as a server, to be able to read their minds, know what they want, before they even know they want it. Catch my drift? But that is a whole other rant, anywho, costumors come in from time to time, talking on a cell phone, some of them hang up just after entering the restaurant, others hang up just before they open the door. However, their are still others who come in looking like some kind of robot, with a crazy device attached to their ear, speaking through a mouth piece like one of the backstreet boys...or &lt;a href="http://www.aoqz76.dsl.pipex.com/Web%20Page%20Components/Wallpaper/TV/Stewie%20Jelly%20Family%20Guy.jpg"&gt;whatever the devil the kids are listening to these days&lt;/a&gt;. Fine, I say, if you are by yourself or with buisness partners, but where I draw the line is when you take your kids out to eat "and actually call it date night with the kids" to your server, then proceed to talk on the phone throughout dinner. This actually happened, not to me, but to another server. It was strange on so many levels, because when he was talking on his magical ear/mouth phone device, from a distance it looked like he was talking to his kids, who are sitting there bored out of their minds listening to him ramble on about buisness. Also, the guy wanted his server, to cut his daughters food up for them...weird and inappropriate, GET OFF THE PHONE AND CUT YOUR KIDS FOOD UP YOURSELF. And, for that matter, try talking to your kids, seeing how their day went. This is why the world is so freakin NUTs right now, Parents, only you can provent this, so I say, get off the phone, save buisness for the office, and talk to your kids. Thank you, thank you please, hold your applause I'm not quite finished yet. The following is a list of appropriate or inappropriate times to use the cell phone. Also, to you readers out there, I would like to hear some of your own cell phone stories, rules, questions, comments, whatever... So with out further ado, I present to you...this half ass list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Now, I know that I am not quite "the ladies man" persay, although I would like to be, hehehe...(uuhemm, clear throat and move on), but please, I know that when I am out on a date, I leave the cell phone in the car, or I turn it off...OFF, NOT Vibrate. Because if you do have it on, there is obvisously something more imporant you would rather be doing than being on this date. SO unless you are expecting somekind of emergency call, leave the cell in the car or turn it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) During the day in the middle of a hot humid summer in Alabama, do your PHONE a favor and take it out of the car with you, unless of course you like you cell phone "well done"...okay, sorry bad joke, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Useing the cell phone while driving...this is a tough one, that I may need some comments on, but here it goes. If you are driving into home and you feel a yucky foam diarrhe...sorry, couln't resist, ANYWHO, If you are driving on roads you are familar with, and drive every day I think it is okay to use the phone for a moment, I don't think you need to have a full out conversation, but it is okay to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, see this is where it is tough, cause I only use my phone for brief moments, for informational purposes, not so much conversations, (I don't really care much for the phone), or if someone lives out of town, and the phone is their primary form of communication, otherwise, a typical use of the phone consists of this "hey, what's up...not much...cool, I'll be there in a minute...need me to pick up some chips or beer or somthing?...no?, alright, see you guys in a minute...bye." That is it, so all of you that actually use your phone to converse with people, let me know about number 3 here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) If it is raining don't use the phone. (is that too extream?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Another reason for not having the phone in a restaurant, servers hate it when costumors are on the phone at the table and they have a gazzillion things to too, but are trying to take your order, and YOU aren't giving us the time of day...I mean servers...which I am. Once again, we are there to serve you, not read your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Playing golf, at least have it on silent, so that when you are trying to sink that birdie on 17, you're not suddenly distracted with the sound of really annoying club music that sounds like it was played on a cheap eletric key board. (no offense to those of you who may have this type of ring tone, believe me, my ringtone is the opening theme tune of MacGyver), there's a little bit of nerd in all of us I guess?...some more than others....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I had many more of these in my head, before I started writing this, but now I think I am more interested in what you guys have to say about cell phone use...plus I am tired, and have to be somewhere at six, so I need to go. So again, leave me some comments, and maybe I will form a "master list", a combination of your ideas and mine. Catch ya later dudes and dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld trivia question of the day&lt;em&gt;: Whose voice caused Kramer to have seizures?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: Jackie got it, it was &lt;em&gt;La Cocina, &lt;/em&gt;I don't know how you got that one, but well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112180958671726607?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112180958671726607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112180958671726607' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112180958671726607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112180958671726607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/07/can-ya-hear-me-now-good.html' title='Can ya hear me now?    GOOD!'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112131384042937939</id><published>2005-07-13T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:33:00.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am freakin Burnt out...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I never got to do a continuation of my Trip to West Virginia, because of Hurricane Dennis, and now it is just to late to write part 2, cause it happened over a week ago, anyway, I missed my chance so I will just move on to other things...stupid hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the title, you can see that I am wayyyyy burnt out. In fact I don't even know how I am still awake right now and writing, so I will keep this kind of short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working about 36-40 hours regularly at Leonardo's...which isn't so bad, but it is amazing how much of a difference an extra shift makes. Lately, people have been calling in sick, showing up late, takeing vacations and such, and I have been working an extra shift here and there, meaning I have been working like 40-45 hours a week. I know, I know, it is full time, and I should be able to handle it, but keep in mind I am not sitting down at a desk 8-5, 5 days a week. Instead I am running around, lifting things, being cordial to costumers, waiting on them hand and foot, all day and night. SO it is slightly different and slightly more exaughsting. Also, I am so burnt out that I just kinda "gave up", for about 30 minutes tonight, on my waiter persona that I put on, meaning I quit acting, basically dropped character, for shame, but like I said, I am burnt out. And this week, I have been helping paint the set of Godspell, which is actually the more enjoyable part of my week, it is relaxing to paint, I just wish I didn't have to wait on tables for the majority of the time, I would much rather be painting 5 days a week, but the other job pays more...substantially, oh well, so is life...abahteewha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward and upward ehh? So I am going back to school in the fall, yeah, I know I have gone back and forth on this issue, but this time I am for real. I am going to take some of the prerequisites for the Masters of Education program, however, my real reason for going back to school is, health insurance, which I need badly and will run out in January. If I go back to school full time, even for one semester, I go back on my stepmoms insurance until I am 25, basically buying me more time. Because of my heart problems, there are no insurance companies that will take me on as an independent, at least they won't take me on for a reasonable price, I am talking $550 a month, I would say that is BEYOND unreasonable, that is like unreasonabley insane, yes that's it. But enough of this selfpity crap, basically I am useing school as a gimmic so I can have reasonably priced insurance for a while, and at the same time pick up some classes that could lead to a Masters degree. shhhhhhh, don't tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO that is about it for now, sorry this blog kinda sucks, but I am out of gas, and I&lt;br /&gt;need to get some sleep, for I am working yet another double tomorrow. At this time, I must apologize for not commenting on the following blogs recently, but the hurricane knocked out my internet, and plus, I really just didn't have alot of time, so: Jackie, Francesca, Michael, Natasha, Rebecca, Matt, David, and anyone else I missed, who's blog I normally comment, I am sorry, I will try and do better. Catchya later dudes and dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francesca, I called yesterday to wish you a happy birthday, but just in case you didn't get that message, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld question of the day: &lt;em&gt;When Jerry and George where meeting with the NBC executives, they asked George what other plays/scripts he had written, what was the name of the off-off-off-off broadway Play he said he wrote?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: Way to go Francesca, it was &lt;em&gt;Feldman. &lt;/em&gt;And to answer your question about Newman's Bizarro Character name, his name was &lt;em&gt;Vargus&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112131384042937939?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112131384042937939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112131384042937939' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112131384042937939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112131384042937939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-freakin-burnt-out.html' title='I am freakin Burnt out...'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-112070449848839626</id><published>2005-07-06T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T21:37:02.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip to West Virginia...Part 1</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I hope all is well. It has been a while since the last time I posted, and that is because I was in West Virginia from Friday until Tuesday. I went up there for the wedding of my good friends Josh and Heather, two really awesome people, with an awesomely cute baby girl named Miralhi (I am her Godfather). Seriously you guys, most babies are cute, but this one is supercute, and I am not just saying that because she is my Goddaughter, Josh Heather, you guys created one really cute baby. Anywho, enough of this cute mushy crap. The wedding was great, tons of fun, and it was also my first wedding where I was the Best Man. Being the Best Man is a pretty tough job I must say, but I was honored to take on the role, thank you Josh for asking me. I will try and describe the trip in a Medium Sized Nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove the 9 hour, 510 mile trek up there on Friday afternoon, got there around 10Pm their time. I had drivin through some really crappy pre 4th of July traffic, in particular Knoxville, which I have renamed Suckville (yeah, pretty clever...not really), The Traffic in this city makes being stuck in rush hour traffic on HWY 280 seem "fun and relaxing". I stopped off at a "Pizza Hut", to get some cheese sticks since the traffic was dead still, I figured why not? I did not realize however, that this Pizza Hut, was an "Express Pizza Hut", meaning it was a "Gas Station Hut", the kid working in there ended up giving me a family sized order of cheesesticks for the price of a regular. SO now I had to eat really bad tasting gas station cheese sticks, and I had to eat ALOT of them. I did the best I could, leaving only 3, and felt sick, but there are starving people somewhere blah blah blah... ANYway, this brings up a question for which I will stop and ask now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Getting free stuff is good, but getting EXTRA stuff when it is not wanted? Is that good or bad for you guys? I would love to hear your thoughts on the subject?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued: Oh, I didn't know it was a Pizza Hut Express because it did not say it on the Blue Food Sign, it just said Pizza Hut. Moving on...To make up time after finally getting through Suckville, I drove the rest of the way without stopping, which is about 265 miles or about half the distance. SOme of which was drivin at night and in rain, going up a mountain. It is amazing what a Bottle of Mountain dew and a Nutragous candy bar, can get you through. Needless to say, when I got to Josh, Heather, and Miralhi's house, I was a little jumpy from being stuck in the car for 9 hours. I got there, played with the baby a little, really shes not a baby anymore, she is about 10 months old, but anyway, me, Josh, and Heather each had a Rolling Rock beer and ate some snacks... Well, they had a couple of chips, I had like half a bag and a banana, I was pretty hungery. They went to sleep soon after, after about another 2 hours I went to sleep (still on Bham time), I feel asleep on the couch watching VH1's awesomely Canadian...yeah, that's right. I woke up at like 4am to the 2 cats Jack (whom is Deaf) and Pepper (regular cat) having somekind of Battle, running around knocking stuff over, it was nuts, after that was over, I went back to sleep and woke up at 6:30am, that is Eastern Standard Baby Time, (the baby gets up, then the parents and anyone staying in the house soon follows), but it wasn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, me and josh, had many things to take care of, but since this Nut Shell has surpassed Medium Size, I will talk about only one of the things"the Grill" for which would be used to cook on at the reception. We had a Horse Tank, which is a metal/tin tank shaped like an oval and about 3 feet deep. So we needed something to act as the "grill" part of the grill, for which the food rests on. Easier said than done. We went to 4 or 5 different places all of which had extreamly UNhelpful Mountain people working there, none of which had what we were looking for. They give directions like, Go on down to the corner, at the top of the hill, by the big red brick church and take a right, then a sharp left, than a right when you see the big purple hippo...basically that is what it was like, slightly exagerated. Finally we go back to the first place and look at there steel section. They had some rods and 12 gauge steel wire, so we decided to try and rig something useing these materials. We both have watched enough MacGyver and figured it would be the easiest and cheapest way...WRONG, worst idea ever, although, I still wonder if the idea would have worked. We finally went to Lowes, looked at metal tables to take apart, shopping carts, shelving units...yeah we were getting pretty desperate...than a light bulb suddenly appeared over our heads, it didn't come on immediately, but soon did, we realized that this place had Replacement grill parts. SO, we got 3 of those, used some of the wire we had allready bought to attach them, drilled a couple of holes, bing, bang, boom, after a couple of cuts, scrapes, and blood, we soon had the most pathetic looking grill ever, but it served its purpose. Later that night, after many more people had arrived, we were still expecting one more person, Don, to arrive at the Charleston Airport at 11:30PM, and I was to go pick him up, it was really dark on the way up to Charleston which is about an hour away from Beckley WV, where we presently were. SO dark, that as I was driving up the Mountain in the pitch Darkness, Suddenly, out of the woods appears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia Question of the the day: &lt;em&gt;What was the name of Bizzaro Kramer, in the Bizzaro World episode where Eliane becomes friends with 3 other guys, all of whom are a lot like Jerry, George, and Kramer, but somehow different...Bizzare even?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to Last blogs question: Yeah it was an easy one, &lt;em&gt;A Titleist golf ball, &lt;/em&gt;but after some taunting, I am going back to my more difficult and obscure questions, as you can see from the above, good luck with this one, HAHAHAAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to tune in for the next installment, Part 2, which involves a wedding, a homemade beer keg tap, a giant purple hippo, a big black guy named Rocky, and Fireworks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-112070449848839626?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/112070449848839626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=112070449848839626' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112070449848839626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/112070449848839626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/07/trip-to-west-virginiapart-1.html' title='The Trip to West Virginia...Part 1'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-111898252995913375</id><published>2005-06-21T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T21:30:06.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Trying to Seduce me Mrs. Robinson?</title><content type='html'>If you have been following my blog for a while you know that I work at Leonardo's Italian Restaurant as a waiter, and that I have two alter egos (Mr. Duffus and Dr. Charm). If you didn't know that...than shame on you...not really though...but anyways, as I have become a better waiter over the past few months, Dr. Charm has been hanging around more than Mr. Duffus. I only had one &lt;a href="http://www.visionballoons.co.uk/images/Balloon%20waiter.jpg"&gt;Mr. Duffus &lt;/a&gt;moment the other night, I put 3 plates on a tray and put the tray on a shelf, the plates cleary were hanging over the edge of the shelf, unbeknownst to me of course, then &lt;a href="http://csep10.phys.utk.edu/astr161/lect/history/gravity.gif"&gt;gravity kicked in&lt;/a&gt; and you know the rest...lets just say...Leonardo's has 2 less plates in their arsenal than before. Amazingly...one plate survived, BUT, that was the only Duffus moment of the Night. Now, on to the title. When transformed into Dr. Charm,&lt;a href="http://www.gallerym.com/images/work/big/eisenstaedt_alfred_Ice%20Skating%20Waiter%20St.%20Moritz%201932_L.jpg"&gt; Waiter Extrodinare&lt;/a&gt;, I have powers that are so great, I sometimes can't control them. Earlier that day at lunch, I had a table of 3 ladies in their mid-40's. Normally, I do pretty well in tips from the older ladies (50's and 60's up), but ladies in their mid-40's was always somewhat, hit or miss, but not today. Proof that my powers are strengthening, one of the ladies...I believe...was trying to seduce me (hence the title). She was making small talk with me, I joked back, naturally (I wanted a good tip), and she said, wow, good looking and a good sense of humor...at which point I said...&lt;a href="http://uashome.alaska.edu/~jndfg20/website/graduate.jpg"&gt;"Are you trying to seduce me Mrs. Robinson?"...&lt;/a&gt;hehehe, okay so I didn't really say that, But that is what I was thinking. Instead, I laughed, smiled, and went to get more rolls. She was also interested in my shirt. See at lunch we wear tee-shirts advertising for Leonardo's. Mine just happens to have a picture of "the Last Supper painting" on it, and in writing underneath it says, "Did We Cater Your Last Supper?" heheheh, yeah, kind of cheesy, but it works. Anywho, I think she was just trying to see if Mary Magdeleine was really in the picture of the Last Supper, but &lt;a href="http://www.ursmcwilly.friendpages.com/pages/headbangers/ursmcwilly/mainpage.jpg"&gt;seriously you guys&lt;/a&gt;, she was trying to seduce me...yeah...really. Oh by the way, I got a 30% tip from her, Not bad ehhh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this is gonna be a short blog, I am pretty beat, so I am gonna check in...hit the hay...hit the sack...catch some zzzzzzzz's...ummmm, yeah you get the picture. Later dudes and dudets, until next time...See ya, peace out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld trivia question of the day: &lt;em&gt;What did George pull out of the beached Whale's Blowhole, in the episode where he pretended to be a Marine Biologist?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: Jonathan got the bonus part of the question, it was used to &lt;em&gt;clean elephants in the circus&lt;/em&gt;, but the name of the blackmarket showerhead was "&lt;em&gt;The Commando 450"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-111898252995913375?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/111898252995913375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=111898252995913375' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/111898252995913375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/111898252995913375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/06/are-you-trying-to-seduce-me-mrs.html' title='Are You Trying to Seduce me Mrs. Robinson?'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-111837372716032927</id><published>2005-06-09T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T22:10:36.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Needs Sleep, Well You're Never Gonna Get It...</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, hope all is well and good.&lt;br /&gt;It's been more than a week since last I posted...&lt;br /&gt;apparently I am &lt;a href="http://www.lib.utexas.edu/photodraw/portraits/shakespeare.jpg"&gt;Shakespeare &lt;/a&gt;now, because those 2 lines were in iambic pentameter, the last sentence had a feminine ending though...but anyway, I digress. Good to be back in buisness blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, the freakin title. If you guys have been reading my blog for a while, you may know that a new house is being built next door, right outside my freakin bedroom window, if you did not know...well, now you do. Anywho, they WERE working on 2 other houses in the neighborhood for a while, so now the builders are trying to catch up on the house next door and DRIVING ME MAD!!! It started with bullzoziers, CATs, and such, just knocking crap over, not terribly loud because those machines create a lower pitch sound, that doesn't quite keep me awake like the noises that were to come. Than the hammering started, NON STOP, from 6:30am until 8:30 AM when I get up to go to work, however, on Wednesdays when I do NOT work, it last's until about 10am when I am forced to get out of bed, due to the noise. Now, I have built some things in my day, and when I hammer, there are usually breaks in the time when I get the nail, set it up, and hit, but these guys must have been &lt;a href="http://www.classicgaming.com/tmk/images/ss/ss_smb3_13.gif"&gt;Super Hammering Brothers&lt;/a&gt;...or something, cause there were no breaks, continuous hammering, like they were working on somekind of hammering assembly line, where one guy hammered, one guy got the nail, and the other (poor sap) held the nail in place. Either that, or they just wanted to ennoy me, therefore, all the workers just took a hammer and continuously hammered at a solid piece of wood for hours on end...Bastards! How could it get any worse, you ask? Go ahead ask? Come on ask?...wait, you can't, so I will tell you. &lt;a href="http://www.coastaltool.com/a/ab/arro/images/et125.jpg"&gt;NAIL GUN&lt;/a&gt;...(dumdumdummmmmmm...) This is the equivalent of the Super Hammering Brothers Assembly Line...IN A GUN!!! SO there ya have it, the reason for the title, which incidently is a &lt;a href="http://img.epinions.com/images/opti/34/32/280197-resized200.JPG"&gt;Barenaked Ladies Song&lt;/a&gt;, just in case to didn't get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a follow up to the Boycott I started against ALL THINGS CELEBRITY, in order to take down the paparazzi, or at least slightly damage their buisness. It is us to you the people, fellow &lt;a href="http://mc.clintock.com/second_floor/bookcase_1/ICON-images/gullivers_travels.jpg"&gt;bloglilliputians&lt;/a&gt;, to avoid all tabloid magazines, celebrity news, and gossip. So there that is, just checkin up on everyone, let me know how it is going. It is hard, because celebrity news is thrown in our faces all the time, all day, so...good luck bloglilliputians... (for info on this boycott refer to &lt;a href="http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/05/boycott.html"&gt;this post: link.) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing on...&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dad have come to believe over the years, that there is a road way conspiracy against us. Before I learned to drive, I remember riding along in the passangers seat of my dads car, and anytime, no matter where we were, where we were going, SOMETHING would always get in our way and keep us from reaching our destination. Perhaps this is why I am so punctual now, and leave early all the time when trying to get somewhere, but anyways... Me and my dad believed that there was a helicoptor in persuit of us at all times, and "said helicopter" would radio in to drivers placed strategicly on the road, to get in our way, drive slow, and ride their breaks. Back in the day, the ususal was an old person in a Cadillac, someone on a bike, or a branch, but now the conspirators are getting Crafy. You see, now I am on the road, and the conspirators have to keep up with both me and my dad on the road in the same city. So they have upped their forces. After work, I tried to get from Rocky Ridge Road to a Chinese Restaurant on Montclair road (to pick up lunch togo), followed by going home to Irondale. A trip that would normally take about 25 minutes, tops. However, the following things listed below got in my way and the whole trip took 1 Hour, 1 HOUR! Here's what those Crafty Road Way Conspirators have in their arrsenal now that TWO Joseph Plaia's are on the road, in the same city:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Old person in a cadillac (starting off with the standard road way obstacle). 10 mph, under the speedlimit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Lawn Care Truck, with NO EQUIPMENT in the truck, mind you. 8 mph, under the speedlimit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: SUV. 12 mph, under the speedlimit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: Garbage Truck and A ROAD BLOCK, for construction. 0 mph, not moving, going nowhere, ceasing to move. I proceeded to turn around and go a different back way, to get to "said Chinese Restaurant".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: A Tree Branch. 0 mph...and green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: Mail Truck #1. 0 mph, leading me to eventually pass him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: Tractor...A TRACTOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: Standard Pick Up Truck. 10 mph, under speed limit, I think they were looking at Houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: Mail Truck #2. Slow, but made an attempt to get as far off the side of the road as possible...way to go mail truck #2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: A hatchback, I think this guy just couldn't make it up the hill, but at this point I was feeling NO pity what so ever. 5 mph, under speed limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: Mail Truck #3...A THIRD MAIL TRUCK, are you Kidding ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: Finally, a Truck filled with wood, for which I followed the rest of the way home to...you guessed it...THE HOUSE THAT WAS BEING BUILT NEXT DOOR!!! 10 mph, under the speed limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I defy ANYONE, to tell me, after all of this, that there is NO conspiracy whatsoever. There is no way, all of these things just happened to end up in front of me, without the guidance of a watchful eye in the sky, "Helicopter Guy". I rest my Case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that is all, Catch ya later dudes and dudets, and please, drive safely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld Trivia question of the day&lt;em&gt;: What was the name of the blackmarket showerhead, that Kramer and Newman bought of the street, in the Low Flow Showerhead Episode? Bonus, this showerhead was originally used for cleaning what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question, in case anyone cares, because no one even attempted to answer it: &lt;em&gt;Jerry's apartment is 5A and Kramers is 5B.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-111837372716032927?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/111837372716032927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=111837372716032927' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/111837372716032927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/111837372716032927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/06/who-needs-sleep-well-youre-never-gonna.html' title='Who Needs Sleep, Well You&apos;re Never Gonna Get It...'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10753610.post-111750670115587015</id><published>2005-05-30T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:09:12.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While...</title><content type='html'>Wow, where to start? It has been like 5 days since the last time I posted so I have much to cover, however, I am sure I will go off on some tangent and end up talking about that one subject for the whole blog. Now, let's begin and see what I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night after work, I went to Friday's (Restaurant) with numerous friends from my old High School days, had a couple of beers, some mozzarella sticks, and caught up with everyone...At least I think that was Thursday night...ummm...Yeah. Anywho, it was good to see everyone, and it was a much needed night out, after a tough night at work. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I worked, &lt;a href="http://ewaroach.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jackie Roche&lt;/a&gt; and her family came in to eat and start her Graduation Weekend Extravaganza! Hey Jackie, tell your mom I said thanks for thinking my hair cut was good, I am still so so on it...eh, I give up on having a good hair cut, it will be alright in a couple of days or so. Anyways, later that night, a couple at one of my tables told me I looked like &lt;a href="http://www.feoamante.com/Movies/Psycho/images/PERKINS-1960.jpg"&gt;Norman Bates from Psycho&lt;/a&gt;...boy what a great person to look like (said with extreme sarcasim). See, I think I look like &lt;a href="http://www.moviepostershop.com/item_lrg/mov405.jpg"&gt;Robert DeNiro (Travis Bickle), from Taxi Driver&lt;/a&gt;. Yet another crazy guy, but at least he was driven to violence in order to save that Prostitute. I don't know, you guys compare and let me know. Anyway, the couple at table 22 played it off by saying the guy who plays Norman Bates is a handsome person and it was meant to be a compliment for me, but all I could picture is him scareing the crap out of that &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/Features/Features/Halloween2003/RobReport/Images/zom.psyco.jpg"&gt;girl in the shower&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.texastoyz.com/images/mm2_normanbates_photo_01_dp.jpg"&gt;killing her with a butcher's knife.&lt;/a&gt; I don't know, I don't see the the resemblence, but now everyone at work is calling me Norman, and if they keep it up, they better watch out, because I'm......a &lt;a href="http://img150.exs.cx/img150/2193/norman0my.jpg"&gt;Psycho&lt;/a&gt;...just kidding...really, I am not. Went home after work, and watched &lt;a href="http://www.tccandler.com/Shawshank_Redemption_MARQUEE.jpg"&gt;Shawshank Redemption &lt;/a&gt;, for the billionth time, only this time I watched it with the directors commentary on. It was really good and one of the best Commentarys I have ever heard on a Movie DVD. He actually talked about directing, and when ever a clip came up he discussed all the technical aspects that went behind makeing it possible. Frank Darabont really new his stuff and it was the first full length movie he had ever directed. Anyway, to anyone who cares, it was really good to listen to and brought back a lot of memories from things we discussed in my Directing classes in college. Things like dealing with issues, happy accidents, things having a way of just "working out", working with the actors, collaborating, etc... Check it out if you get a chance, it is all on the 10th anniversary DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, slept in, sort of, laid around for a couple of hours until I had to go to work. I had a good night at work, we weren't expecting to be busy cause of Memorial Weekend, but we were wrong, I ended up makeing 120 bucks. So that was cool. Afterwards, a bunch of us from work decided to go over to Josh's house (&lt;a href="http://menonannamuffin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Francesca&lt;/a&gt;, this is the guy at work who has a dish that can be ordered Josh's way, it is Chicken Florentine/Penne pasta/half Marinera half umm...florentine sauce) so there ya go Francesca, for future reference. Okay, so we went to his house after work to play Poker and it was a lot of fun. Out of 10 people I got second place, I won 10 bucks, which paid for my 5 dollar entree fee and the six pack of &lt;a href="http://www.royesadam.hu/fotok/rolling.jpg"&gt;Rolling Rock &lt;/a&gt;I had gotten previously. So at the end of the night, (4:10 am) I broke even...Even Steven! HA! That is really a Seinfeld quote, but for Francesca and Rebecca I give you, &lt;a href="http://starbulletin.com/2002/07/15/features/artg.jpg"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;. Good good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I woke up at 10:45 am, with a &lt;a href="http://www.barracudamagazine.com/gifs/hangover.JPG"&gt;slight headache&lt;/a&gt;, nothing to kick up a fuss about. Laid around, watched TV, went to church at 6:00pm, came home and did the same thing for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, all and all a good weekend, I hate just recapping the weekend, I would rather talk about one topic that came up based on one event that happened in my daily life. However, nothing substantial happened so. Anywho, this blog kind of blows, I am basically writing because I haven't writen in a while, which is sad, but whatever. I am sure I will be back in good form soon. You can count on it! &lt;a href="http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/RBL/RBL148/C5_05.jpg"&gt;(wink followed by cheesy smile). &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya later Dudes and Dudets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld trivia question of the day: &lt;em&gt;Jerry and Kramer both live at, 129 West 81st Street, but what Apartment do they live in (ex: apartment 4D)? Once you get Jerry's you should be able to figure out Kramers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to last blogs question: &lt;em&gt;"not knowing whether or not somebody had put bugs in his food".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10753610-111750670115587015?l=thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/feeds/111750670115587015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10753610&amp;postID=111750670115587015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/111750670115587015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10753610/posts/default/111750670115587015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsaboutnothinginparticular.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While...'/><author><name>Joey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15043671027699045385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09585858551921837593'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>