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October 8, 2007
goddammit, people part IV
Goddammit archives: 12/1, 12/8, and 12/15, 2006.
Goddammit, people: don't put your fucking empty Chipotle cups or your bag of dog shit in my garbage can on trash day - the garbage men don't pick it up unless it's in a trash bag, and I'll eventually have to put away your greasy-ass wrappers, sticky Chipotle cups, or reeking bag of dog shit in a trash bag later myself. My garbage can is not there for you, it's there to be emptied.
Goddammit, people: checking up on my blog may make you feel like you're catching up on what I'm up to, but bitches, y'all got my phone number, and that celly hasn't been ringing a whole lot lately...
Who the fuck ate all my Nilla Wafers?
Goddammit, people: write down the Difficulty Class of your spells before you cast them, have the Player's Handbook open to that spell's page for reference in case a question comes up, and will you stop stacking your goddamn d6s into monoliths, you fucking geek!?
Goddammit, people: I don't care how long you played football - this is rugby, and you throw the ball with two eyes (contact with your receiver) and two hands. In the 8 years I've been playing this game, I have never, ever, seen a blind pass thrown with one hand work to completion. Listen to me you fucking douche bag: I've been at it longer than you so keep your sass to yourself and STFU or you will never, ever get the ball thrown at you again.
Goddammit, people: what the fuck kinda networking site won't let me update my profile!? No, I don't want to go into
Tools > Internet Options > Security > Trusted Sitesto diggle with the settings, goddammit. And no, I don't want to join another networking site, thanks. I don't care if all the cool kids are doing it....
Goddammit, people: the whole purpose of an online hookup website is so I can shop with extreme prejudice - if you don't have a face pic I won't spend that much more time looking at your wares. And no, I don't want to e-mail exchange to get them later. If you don't have a face pic you are retarded, closeted, or both.
Goddammit, people: you ask me to pimp your venue, campaign, business, or program, follow it up with a "Thank You" or buy me a beer at least. No more pimpin' anyone else's shit but mine. Not even O.N-J or Battlestar Galactica - and I mean it.
Goddammit, when is it going to rain? I'm sicka this dry sticky dusty summer bullshit. Mondays don't always get me down, but we sure could use a rainy day or two.
Goddammit, people: update your frikkin' blogs! Like with an entry or something. At least complain about something. Duh.
Just venting, thanks!
UPDATE: OMG Skwurl called me today, and he hadn't even read my passive/aggressive comment about keeping up and catching up. Awww.
Posted by jimbo at October 8, 2007 12:37 PM
Comments
Ah, bad day.
Um, My blog is always updated -- to the extreme.
I can't call, can't afford the transatlantic cell bill.
Is this garbage bag thing new? Do you not have one of those super cans? My trash never had to be in a bag -- must be one of those stuffy Shaw laws.
Posted by: Jessica at October 8, 2007 1:26 PM
If you don't have a face pic you are retarded, closeted, or both.
Or they're butt Fuckin' ugly!
Posted by: Antonioooo! from Norfolk Va. at October 8, 2007 1:43 PM
I called you, and left a message a few days ago.
If you have a supercan, just make sure the top layer of trash are in bags, you should be fine.
Posted by: Mari at October 8, 2007 2:53 PM
I probably ate the Nillas. I don't have a dog. I just hurl fireballs and run like hell when I'm mage-ing it up in WoW. I wish I was coordinated enough to play rugby. And I always put my pic up on Manhunt (for all the good it does me). But I got tired of doing nothing much other than complaining on my blog. Entertaining for some, like watching a car wreck for others (and me). Inspiration for writing things other than bitching is sometimes, like, haaaaard.
So there. Nyah.
Posted by: palochi at October 8, 2007 3:33 PM
For some reason, after reading this I've got that damn Daniel Powter song "Bad Day" running through my head, along with Casey Kasem saying, "And now it's time for a long-distance dedication...."
Posted by: Jeffrey at October 8, 2007 5:22 PM
E-mail is the greatest tool for the passive aggressive....my Admin Assit is the proof. *ugh*
Posted by: wyocwby at October 8, 2007 6:47 PM
Yeah, Palochi got to yer Nillas before I did (I saw him!!), I don't play rugby, I don't play online gaming stuff, and I don't have yer number. So there.
Posted by: Lee at October 9, 2007 2:07 AM
Is it wrong of me to enjoy your ranting days so much? If it's wrong, I don't want to be right...
Posted by: Sean at October 9, 2007 7:15 AM
Gaaaawddaaaaamit! Even though ya'll yankee scallywags will surely tar and feather me for putting my final thoughts about my tennis weekend... I be Gawd Damned if I'm gonna do it anyway!
Posted by: brettcajun at October 9, 2007 8:52 AM
Jimbo...this is your best dammit people to date! I really admire your restraint when putting these together...mine would fully of foul words.
If I had your number I would call....
Posted by: Chris at October 9, 2007 9:27 AM
Glad to hear other folk talk about the irresponsibles that placed their pet poop in other folks trash can and keep strolling happily down the sidewalk. As far as the trash can liners, it is preferred that a liner is used, your trash will still be emptied if there is not too much in the can, but if the can is overflowing with loose trash and debris, then it will be sitting there for a very long time.
Posted by: junior at October 9, 2007 9:59 AM
I couldn't agree with you more about the manhunt thingy. Face pic (at least unlockable) and I definitely want to see the goods. If not- no hookey upey.
Oh, and I WOULD call you, but I don't have your cell number.
Posted by: cb at October 9, 2007 10:39 AM
I hate HATE HATE people who put crap in my trash can on pickup days. There is one public trash can at both ends of my block. Is that bag of dog shit too heavy to carry half a block?
I also hate the way that in Shaw, the DPW lifts the trash bag out of the trash can, and just leaves whatever is in the bottom to fester. I remember that when I lived in Dupont, they used to pick up the trash can, dump the contents in the truck, and leave the trash can UPSIDE DOWN on the sidewalk.
It's because in Shaw, we get second class city services. People in Dupont and Georgetown get better services. Jack Evans couldn't care less about us in this end of Ward 2, and the city bureaucracy knows it. Jack needs a new job.
Posted by: Charles Walker at October 9, 2007 8:39 PM
I'm with ya on the face pic thingy. But, as you might know, often it's the face pics that are private. That's not so much about being closeted, it's about not wanting your dick and face in the same place for all the world to see - especially if you're concerned with keeping your job. Judicious unlocking of them, however, is the only way I'd ever let a hookup happen.
Posted by: atari_age at October 10, 2007 10:01 AM
I think I just peed a little at that squirrel pic.
Posted by: Stephen J. Xanthos at October 10, 2007 1:05 PM
Someone at my Nilla Wafers too! Maybe it was the same person! Goddamn it!
Posted by: moby at October 10, 2007 4:20 PM