okay fine,

my blogger deal's been fucking up again, and i don't know how to control it. i'm losing posts and some of them are getting repeated for no apparent reason whatsoever. it's starting to piss me off.

i just got back from my son's football game. they won 22-0. he plays quarterback. of course he does. he scored a touchdown and a 2 point conversion and was 3 for 3 on his passing. pretty damn impressive for an 11 year old. this is his first year to play football and it seems he's taking to it pretty well. hopefully he won't grow up to be a beat up old man like his dad. the last day of my football career was a glorious motherfucking day and i haven't missed it one bit. a couple of knee surgeries, a dislocated collarbone, two broken fingers, and a broken rib is about all the fun i could stand.

while i was at the game, i was watching the little cheerleaders do their little song and dance and it got me to thinking about the whole concept of cheerleaders. if women really want us men to take them serious, they would do away with cheerleading altogether. do they know how fucking stupid they look out there in their little skirts jumping up and down and waving their pom poms around? "Push em back, push em back wayyyyyy back", and the stupid asses were saying that when we were on offense. i fucking hate cheerleaders.
i remember when i was in high school and we voted on cheerleaders, all we ever did was vote for the girls with the biggest tits. i don't know how accurate our judging system was, but it made it a little more exciting at pep rallies. the cheerleaders always went to cheerleading camp where they learned how to do the herkie and make their skirts fly up right so you could see their panties and shit. i remember thinking, has there ever been a cheerleading squad that went to cheerleading camp and didn't win an award? or drill teams for that matter. every high school football game i've ever went to, the drill team always gets introduced at half-time as "the award-winning raiderettes" or "award-winning cougarettes". every fucking drill team ever is goddamn award winning. just one time i wanna hear at halftime, "Here's the Raiderettes and they didn't win shit". it's like fucking pee-wee baseball and shit where nobody makes an out and every one gets to bat and nobody keeps score. we just keep raising these pussies and we wonder why when they get older they start crying every time they strike out.

i'm going to see willis alan ramsey tonight. i'm pretty excited. he's kind of an underground cult legend in texas and from what i've heard, a pretty reclusive freak. he's playing at McHenry's Upstairs which only holds about 75 people max. i got free tickets from the owner, john walker, and he booked me there on a couple of mondays this month. the 15th and 22nd, i believe. hopefully it'll be a good time and won't suck balls like most of my gigs.

my good friend, vito migala, is leaving tuesday to live in madagascar for about 9 months and we had a little going away party for him last night at fred's. i'm gonna miss him. one of the smartest, most interesting people i've ever met. he's always telling me stories and jokes and shit. he just told me this one last night.

These two arabs move to the united states and decide that they're gonna wager on who can become the most american in a six month period........
anyway, they meet after the six months is up and the first arab says, "well, i just dropped my son off at baseball practice and my daughter to soccer practice and i'm going home to grill some red meat and drink beer and watch football games with my neighbors."

then the second arab says, "Fuck you, towelhead".

i thought it was pretty funny......

i see the egroup is slowly but surely expanding and the first meeting is right around the corner and "Operation Fuck it" will be put into action. i wanted to thank everyone for standing up for me in my debate with the twinmom. i think i can handle my own battles, though. i had no idea when i started this, that people would be reading it as much as they do. i'm starting to feel like i have to deliver something with each and every post......
well fuck that....i don't like pressure. i'm just gonna act like no one is reading it, like i used to. that's the underachiever in me coming out. i love that guy.

i think i've just about got all the songs picked out for the cd i'm gonna try and record in november. if anyone has any songs that they can't live without having on a cd, feel free to email me and i'll consider what you have to say. i sincerely doubt that it will matter that much though, so don't bother.

a few people have mentioned to me how i like to use the phrase "and shit" so much and that it makes me sound immature and unintelligent........whatever and shit.
the phrase "and shit" is an all encompassing phrase that can be used several different ways. first off, it can be used like "etc.". for example, i fucking hate toby keith and kenny chesney and shit.
or it can be used in a positive manner like "peace and shit". which translated means "peace and may all things peaceful come to you". i use "and shit" all the time in my everyday language. if you come up to talk to me it might sound something like this:

"What's up and shit? cool then. shit man, i'm just chillin' and shit and i think i'm gonna go back to the crib and fuck around and shit. alright then. cool."

now, that may not sound too intelligent and it might even sound a little immature, but that's how i talk. so fuck it and shit. that's what it be like.

well, i think i've babbled enough for one day. hopefully this one will post. only once. if it doesn't i'm going to have to "maim" someone.

alright people.

fight the power,

scott