Wednesday, August 30, 2006



zzzzzzzzzzz tired!

I went for a ride with my brother
and pedaled till my guts fell out
rode for 10 miles then another
now both my thighs do scream out

Why do you hurt us you cretin
by messing with this exercise stuff
if you'd slow down the food that you're eatin
your spare tire would be small enough

so to-night I sit and I do throb
a sore back and stiff lower half
I'm finding myself all a muss job
over a vehichle which requires gas

Friday, August 11, 2006

Shel Silverstein Anyone??

So, we were ruminating here at work 'bout the Shel Silverstein books Where the Sidewalk Ends and A Light in the Attic. Great books! The interesting thing to me is that the appeal appears to have gone across many demographics and locations. most of my co-workers, wether they are my same age ot even 10 years younger have read the books and they enjoyed them. Slightly rude, at times geared to the slightly crude, but always moral, the tales are great. If you have never read the books, you are in for a treat. Go to your local library and chek them out, you won't be dissapointed.

Sometimes I feel like the monster who yells out with bloody gore "Anyone for Tennis!?!", other times I feel like the boy who gargles his peas.

Life can be challenging at times, but a bit of humor and a differnt perspective can absoutely put a nicer spin on the mundane. Thank you Shel...

www.shelsilverstein.com

-Jay

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Ramblings of a rancid or rabid nature (not...)

So I hate shaving. If I were rich I would go get all my facial hair lasered. I wonder what it'd be like? Would I be strapped out on a board with some of those funky tanning sunglasses (you rememeber the type, skinny, teeny ultra-black lenses that fall off at the first micromiter of movement and leave you cursing wonsering if your retinas just got fried), and attacked by a "technician" with a lazer-tag gun? I can just see them diving and feinting all over the place trying to get a good angle on my face. I am just going to leave it at the face for my hypothetical rich dream. Imagine the feinting if I were to get any, ahem, body hair removed!

So, my better half and I went to Pirates of The Caribbean, Dead Man's Chest last night. Leave it to Disney to milk some sequels out of a sucessful first film (seen Land Before Time IX lately?!?). I will say that I did have an enjoyable time, the best parts were the schtick and the monologue between the two crewman (baldie and wood-eye). All in all, it was ok. A bit more gory with people getting whacked by the jimmy-the-tuna of the high seas ("Captain, what do we do with the survivors?" "There are no survivors!" Whack, whump, splat!), so the kids prob won't see it for a few years as I don't want lil man getting any ideas. LOL

Anyway, got to go. So much for these things having a point...

-Jay