here we go again....

it's time for another one of these goddamn things. always on my mind... lerking in the shadows...waiting to strike at any moment.. fucking goddamn blogs.

sometimes i feel real gay writing these things...

like a goddamn teenage girl writing on her diary....

well fuck that.

that's why i say fuck so much. fuckity fuckity fuckity fuck.

bing bang boom. and all i wanna do is a zoom zoom.

so... some news...

my son, cole, just finished seventh grade and received an award at the year end awards assembly. what is the award, you ask?

best all-around athlete....

you know this....

starting quarterback, starting shooting guard, finished third in the 100 meter hurdles and fourth in the 300 meter hurdles and carried a 4.0 grade point average. go figure.

my daughter, madison, who is 8 and in the third grade also won awards. she won the citizenship award and entered a district wide fine arts competition and took first place in creative writing.

you know this....

they also had a year end math skills test and she scored the highest score in the district. she accepts her awards on tuesday...

chips off the old block. the apple don't fall far from the tree.

word.

i was watching this show on hbo called "real sports with bryant gumbel." they had a story on there about the highest paid racehorse stud in the business. i can't remember his name now, but his fee is 500,000 dollars per fuck. his offspring have won an incredible amount of races and his calendar is booked year round. he fucks two times a day for a million dollars.

that got me to thinking.....

with my proven athletically inclined genius offspring, maybe i should start a stud service.

i'll start the bidding at 100,000 dollars.


dude, i missed bob dylan's birthday the other day. i didn't really miss it. i knew when it was zimmy's birthday, i just didn't blog about it. so fuck you.

happy belated birthday zimmy....

keep on heading for another joint.....

i'm reading a book about elvis right now.

he fucked a lot a bitches....

yeah,

scott