Ok,I  feel like somewhat of an asshole....but what else is new, right?  So here's the latest 'asshole'/funny story.  

So, it is the fall time, and I love, love, love the fall.  From the weather to football to fashion, especially nails.  I know this is strange, but whatever.   I love the dark fall colors, maroon, navy, burnt orange, and also military green.   Needless to say, I get my nails done a lot in the fall.  Well, before fall actually started(today), like last week, I got a bright red, I guess to kick off the nail season.  As I was on my way to the nail salon, my friend, texted me and asked me what I was doing on this brisk fall evening.   I told him, getting my nails done now.  Since he is a guy, I asked him for color suggestions, when he responded light purple, I was like ehhh, that is so not fall;  but then again neither is bright red.  Anyway, as the conversation about nail colors continues, I decided when I was finished I should send him a picture of the newly painted nails, of course thinking he would enjoy this.  So when I finished, I sent him a pic.  His response..'very autumn, very nice.'  Soooo, this week I got my nails done once again.  When finished today, I sent him an awesome pic of my new color, which is military green!   His response this week, 'what color is that?  I'm colorblind.'  Holy shit!  I totally forgot, and totally sending him all these nail colors.   So I asked, 'how do you know what military green is?'  The answer is, he doesn't, all he sees is black and white!!   Yeah, I'm the asshole, but it made the wheels start to spin.  

These colorblind people, they really only see black and white.  They hear the words, red, orange, yellow, green, military green, so on and so forth....but in reality there is no concept of color.  So, like they have no idea what red looks like.  To put this colorblindness in perspective, I am allergic to peanuts(peanut butter).  Ultimately, I have no idea what peanut butter taste like. People hear this and are like OMG, you don't know what peanut butter tastes like??  I am like nope, I never ate it.   The same is with a color blind person, they don't know what the color red looks like, they never could see it.  So what are they missing, nothing, right??   Imagine that?   Imagine not eating peanut butter and not seeing the color red......then think how about lucky you are..........

Night with Nemesis: Round 2.

if you know me at all, you know that i love the 1950s.  you know the all-american average family, pretty much the 'leave it to beaver' or 'i love lucy' days.  not only their clothes and style intrigue me, but the way of life as well.  everything seemed so simple, no cell phones, no internet/computers.  before TVs became popular,  most people listened to the radio, whether it was music, a variety show, or sports, this is what people did.  (or at least this what i gather from tv show re-runs). 

anywho, just not too long ago i felt like i literally lived in the '50s. 

i have issues with being hot.  i know that statement can be taken several ways(lol), but i mean temperature hot, not from a physical standpoint.  i hate those hot, humid, muggy days that we have here in the 'Burgh, and it absolutely drives me nuts.  but, do you know what i hate worse than those hot, humid, muggy days?  those kind of days, minus the air conditioning.  o my my, it is horrible.  anyway, nemesis does not have central AC, which makes for rough nights(for me anyway).  i always complain how hot i am to him, and at this point i am pretty sure he is sick and tired of it.  o well.  but one night, it was humid and muggy the windows were open.  i was sitting at the kitchen table dicing vegtables while listening to the buccos game on the radio.  (nemesis does not have a thousand channels, so we have to listen to sporting events.)  usually in this situation, i would be complaining about the tempeatures, the sweating , my bad hair, but something that night was peaceful and calming to me.  i stopped dicing, and just sat there and thought.  wow, i feel like i live back in the day.  no a/c, no tv, listening to a sporting event on the radio, windows open, this is actually really great.  for once, i was satistied without having all the modern amenities. it was a good feeling. 

sometimes people get so caught up in their modern amenities that they miss the human aspect of life.  at nemesis' house, we can't sit there an watch tons of tv.  so we talk, listen to music, play board games (yahtzee and othello are the favorites) as if we lived back in the day.  sure we couldn't live our entire lives without modern technology, but sometimes it is necessary.  it makes for a better, stronger relationship in the long run.

o and P.S. nemesis- remember that night in the kitchen, i wrote something on paper, folded it up, and put it away?  you kept bugging me about what i was doing?  and/or what was the paper?  now you have it.  well, part of it.  and see, it really didn't involve you!

Get a Grip.

In light of a tragic event, an American chopper getting shot down in Afghanistan killing a total of 30 people, 22 of whom were Navy SEALS, I decided this is the opportune time to write the following post.

One of my best friends, her husband is a Navy SEAL.  Fortunately, he was not in Afghanistan when this tragedy occurred, in fact he just got home not too long ago.  Anyway, the SEALS understandably so, are a tight-knit group of people.  There are only a handful in the entire country who reach the level of intensity that they do.  So of course, there will be that mutual bond and respect for one another.  Needless to say, those lost SEALS regardless if he knew them personally, were his friends.  If you are interested in their training and their stories, I highly recommend, The Lone Survivor, by Marcus Luttrell.  Although the story will make you cry, it is a VERY good read.  You will look at your life differently, and all of your daily problems seem not so big after reading this. Your life really isn't that bad.

From knowing my friend's husband, and his friends, one of whom was in that chopper, is that they do not talk about being a SEAL.  In fact, if someone does talk about being one, it is most likely they are not a SEAL. For example, my friend went out one evening in San Diego, and this gentleman knowing that a lot of SEALS live/work in San Diego because of the base there, started to chat her up.  This gentleman told her that he was a SEAL and proceded to tell her how awesome he was.  Well that is a red light for her considering her boyfriend at the time, now husband, is a SEAL.  So, what did she do?  She starting firing questions back at him, and guess what happened?   He pretty much looked like an a**.  The point is, where it would be easy for a SEAL to bode about what they do, they don't.  Sure, they cannot talk about certain aspects of their job, but they are permitted to say certain things as well.  They have a quiet confidence about them, and do not feel the need to promote themselves by suggesting that people use the title Navy SEAL when speaking to them or about them.  I wish more people would take this approach to life as well. 

The people to whom I am referring is actually just one person.  She is the manager where I work.  I am sure there are a ton of other people in this world who are hung up on titles and status, but I deal with her on a daily basis, and her use of the word doctor irks me like no other. 

Upon her arrival to our building last Feburary she made it very clear that she was a doctor. So lady if you are a doctor, why are you the manager for a shipping company?  O my mistake, you have a doctorate, in management.  D.M.  Awesome. What do you want?  A cookie?  I will never forget the first time she introduced herself.   'Hi, I am (insert her full name here), but people call me Chris for short.  Or you can call me Dr. Chris.'  When she said this, I started laughing, because I thought she was being sarcastic.  Dr. Chris.  It sounds like a character right out of a cartoon.  APPARENTLY, she was NOT joking.  This was totally serious.  She wants people to call her Dr. Chris, really?  I have friends who are actually doctors, like the real kind, who actually go through years and years of medical school/residencies.  I do not refer to them as or speak to them, Dr. Elenee.  Dr. Brandon.  or Dr. Lauren.  So why is Dr. Chris so adament on this doctor title?  Sure, she is proud of her doctorate, but like the character that tried to pick up my friend by talking about his SEAL duties;  he really wasn't really and SEAL.  Similairly, Dr. Chris talking about being a doctor,  where she isn't a doctor. It is all just jibber jabber to portray a particular image to facade another aspect of ther life(at least this is my opinion).  The point is that people who are very successful, SEALS and my friends, who are doctors, neither talk about their accomplishments nor want people to know.  

It irks me that these SEALs, along with other U.S. military personnel, are overseas sacrifing their lives by doing amazing things without the limelight and mention of their day-to-day lives.  Then we have people like Dr. Chris, who are so caught up in titles and their accomplishments, they have to make metion of it in every way, shape, and form. Where is the credit to these soliders?  I just wish people would get a grip on life.  Maybe we do realize what these troops/soliders do for us, but we are so ignorant and so self-involved we don't really give a s***, at times myself included.  These men are sacrificing their lives day in and day out, so we have what we have and we can do what we want.  I know that is a John Madden statement, but I think Americans tend to forget this, and need a daily reminder. 

Par for the Course. .

Miss Supe’s Steeler Season

Since NFL football is officially back, and the regular season is just about a month away, I figured The Supe will be back in action as well. A few years ago, the 2009 season, I predicted a 14-2 season for the Pittsburgh Steelers. This was totally off target; I think they went 8-8 or 9-7, I don't remember. Anyway, I got so much s*** from certain people, I refused to predict their record last year. Looking at that schedule two years ago, who would not have predicted them 14-2? Maybe it was a good idea that I didn't make predictions last year; they made it to the Superbowl. They lost, but made it nonetheless. So I guess, if the 2011 season goes to s***, I suppose you can blame it on The Supe. Anyway, after a year hiatus of making my annual Steelers picks, due to a certain few people, Ron Rossi and Dan Lucente, The Supe's picks are back! Here it is; take it or leave it!

2011 Pittsburgh Steelers
Week 1:  @ Baltimore 1PM.  First game out, against a rival, where the Steelers have always had Joe Flacco's number.  Plus, the Ravens possibly starting three rookies. I don't think so Baltimore. WIN.
Week 2:  vs. Seattle 1PM.  First home game of 2011 season, they get it done in front of the home crowd.  WIN.
Week 3:  @ Indy 8:20pm.  In the dome, no big deal.  First primetime game of the season, big deal.  WIN.
Week 4:  @Houston 1PM.  Hot QB, young team, still giving these Texans a chance.  LOSS.
Week 5:  vs. Tennessee  1PM.  The curse of stomping on the Terrible Towel is still a curse to the Titans.  Suck it.   WIN.
Week 6:  vs. Jacksonville  1PM.  For some reason, the Steelers always have trouble with Jax.  LOSS.
Week 7:  @ Arizona 4:05PM.  The Steelers' remix out in AZ does not have a chance.  WIN.
Week 8:  vs. New England  4:15PM.  As much as I hate to say it, the Pats have our number.  Can't deny that. LOSS.
Week 9:  vs. Baltimore  8:20PM.  Once again, the Steelers do not falter in primetime.  And yes, I say a regular season sweep against the Ravens. WIN.
Week 10:  @Cincy 1PM.  The clusterfuck of the Bengals, no Carson Palmer.  WIN.
Week 11:  @KC 8:20PM.  Primetime.  After the last performance against KC, in that 2009 season, the Steelers want revenge. Get it done.  WIN.
Week 12:  vs. Cincy  1PM.  Really?  Bengals are still going to be a clusterfuck two weeks later.  No chance.  WIN.
Week 13:  vs. Cleveland  8:20PM.  First game out of two against Cle in primetime at home.  WIN.
Week 14:  @San Francisco  8:30PM.  Really getting tired of these primetime games, so are the Steelers.  West Coast, late in the season, some starters out.  Plus the aquisitions in the SF off season, they will be ready to make a playoff run this year.  LOSS.
Week 15:  vs. St. Louis  1PM.  Not much to say here, last home game, get it done.  WIN.
Week 16:  @ Cleveland  1PM.  Last regular season game, end on a high note, get ready for the playoffs.  WIN.

Steelers win the AFC North at 12-4, along with a sweep of the divison.  

Very fucked up in head

I love when ironic things/situations happen. Don’t you? Especially nowadays with Facebook and all the other social media outlets, it seems the irony just doesn’t stop. This friend is friends with that friend. This friend hooked up with the friend. You get the point, I think.


Well anyway, I logged onto Facebook for my morning entertainment, and I was not let down. This crazy b****, we will call her CB, updated her work profile. (I will soon explain why CB is crazy, so just roll with me). Her profile has been updated to say that she now is an employee of Cook Medical. This is not a surprise to you of course, but to me, I think I almost fell out of my chair. My dad works for Cook Medical. Cook is a small privately-owned corporation, which not many people have heard of, unless you live in Bloomingotn, IN. So, I pretty much was shocked when I saw that CB now works for Cook. Also, on another note, what you need to know about KD, my dad, is that he is the man at Cook.


I immediately texted KD.


Me: Do you know CB?
KD: Name doesn’t ring a bell, why?
Me: She is a district manager at Cook, just got hired.
KD: How do you know her?
Me: She updated her Facebook profile.
KD: Oh Ok……….
Me: Have you met her?
KD: Not yet…….

That was the convo KD and I had via text. I cannot wait until he meets her, but before they meet, let me give you a little synopsis of my experience and others’ experiences with CB. I met her though a friend of mine. Some of my friends know her b/c she went to high school with them; also she has over 3,700 Facebook friends. This girl clearly gets around.

My first experience with her I ended up one pair of sunglasses and one pair of shoes short. Needless to say, I left these items in her car that night, and never received them back. Really? Next, I saw her a few years later, not by choice, and she acted like she was my BFF. She kept asking me if I have Facebook, and she wanted to take all these pictures to post. Again, really? Finally I saw her at a Steelers game; once again it was a must we take a picture to post on Facebook. Really? I bet if I saw her today, she would have NO idea who I am. Too bad for her, now that she is working for my dad.

That was just my experience with her. Other friends of mine, Ross-I (The Captain) and Lucente both have had some not-so-good experiences with her. She pretty much conned Lucente into paying for her drinks/appetizers/dinner one night. Following up with ‘yeah, we def will all have to go out again, and I’ll pick up your tab.’ Lucente has yet to experience this. So anyway, I am sure there are more horror stories, but in the meantime these will suffice. So what have we learned? She stole from me, lied to Lucente, used Lucente. Who else did she do this to? Do I need say more? I don’t think so.

At this point, you are probably asking why I am Facebook friends with this chickadee? Basically, she keeps me entertained. The antics, the nonsense, the porn-posing pictures all add up to a giggle here or there.


I asked Ross-I to describe her in five words……


‘very fucked up in head’

I started thinking.....

so, the wheels continue to spin.  they are always spinning. is this good or bad that i am always thinking? i am not sure. well, last night the wheels were in overdrive. it was a relaxing evening, but nonetheless spin.spin.spin.  a soccer coach of mine back in the day told me, ‘run when you must, rest when you can, but always be thinking.’ makes sense even in real life, don’t you think? moving forward, do you know how many thoughts every person has every day? probably not. 60,000! can you believe it? i came across this stat when  read tried to read ‘The Secret’. this stat was the only good thing that came out of that book. what 60,000 thoughts go through your head in a day? right now, I am thinking about the 60,000 thoughts that could be possibly going thought my head everyday. thinking about thinking, this has become a new low. i need to stop getting sidetracked.

last night, the thinking cap was on, and on tight. i went to the gym, got on the elliptical only to find that my Ipod went kaput! as nemesis said, ‘it will give you more time to think.’ well that is just great. like that is what i needed at the moment. i go to the gym to get thoughts out of my head, and now they are right back in there, overdrive and all.

as I was on the elliptical, while wathcing TV, I started thinking…….

khole and lamar’ these people can’t be serious? the whole show, well the kardashian family is insane, yes, insane! lamar odom married into this nonsense, wow. A uri grad? Nonsense. i need to stop watching this shitshow, and find something else. there is nothing on tv, damnit. Ugh,how bored I am. i can’t wait to be done with this workout, this chick behind me is staring at my ass. this is umcomfortable. i hate when people stand back there and wait, annoying. maybe i should have brought a book so i could read while working out, then i won’t be thinking about the girl behind me staring at my ass. i need a new book. I finished ‘the perks of being a wallflower.’ for all the hype that book created, was not impressed. i need a new book. maybe i will go to barnes and noble after this workout, find something worth reading. something that will make me think, even more, I suppose. great.

i got of the elliptical, girl still staring at my ass, and cleaned the machine. off to Barnes and Noble I went. i had a book in mind. that book scared me though. i am not ready for that yet. so, i wandered. i wandered through the new releases and best-sellers. nothing. so then i walked over to the newest releases in paperback. i found it. the cover looked familiar, but I knew i never read the book. weird. as i looked at the book, i realized i read another book, ‘the average american male; by this author, chad kultgen. hysterical. so i picked up, ‘men, women, and children’, and wandered even more. even though i already picked out my book, it is still fun to wander and see what other ‘nonsense’ is out there.

i wandered to the mystery section. nothing. then over to the cooking section. haha yeah right. finally, i made my way to the history section. i would like to think i am a history buff, but eh, not like those crazy ones. just a milder version i suppose.

i know you are not supposed to judge a book by its cover, but i did. this book jumped out at me. it had red swirls, yellow swirls, just a clusterfuck, and i loved it. the title is’1421.’ i read the opening chapter. very interesting. pretty much, this author is saying that before columbus discovered the New World, the Chinese did 71 years earlier in 1421, hence the title of the book. i guess i didn’t have to tell you that.  you aren't idiots.

as I read the opening chapter, i started thinking…….

this guy can’t be serious? if this is all true, his version of these events in 1421, then everything i ever learned was a lie! even he said it in his writing. so all these youngsters go to school. they go to school and learn about Columbus and his amazing discovery, and the European explorers, and it was all a lie. this is bs. what else is a lie? there has to be more, right? as kids in school, we are all fed this information, we do not know what is what, we just go with it. teachers teach us these things, but where do the teachers learn? from other teachers? great. all these teachers get their information from where? It magically appears in these textbooks? where do these textbooks come from?who puts information in these textbooks? authors? who determines what information authors put into these textbooks?  government? media? idk, these are all probably stupid questions, but really think about it… it is all a lie, well maybe. maybe some of it? we trust these people that we do not even know, but yet can’t trust our own family and friends. this is weird. i need to stop thinking.

i shut the book after the opening chapter, and decided to just go home with ‘men, women, and children.’ i will most likely go back and grab ‘1421’ after i am finished with this new book.

i finally arrive at 2405, and start to read ‘men, women, and children.’ for as explicit as it is, all of it is so true. you’ll have to read it. anway, i get to this part in the book where one of the characters watches the documentary, ‘Manufacturing Consent.’ until today, i had no idea this was a real thing. it is.  here is the excerpt from 'men, women, and children' with the character's thoughts about 'Manufacturing Consent':     

"......as a result I began to feel that there wasn't really a point to anything, that free will was an illusion, and that the things most people invested time and energy in were systems of control designed by those who sought to manipulate the general population."

after reading that portion I started thinking........

wow, that is so true.  maybe free will  is an illusion.  people feed us information.  on TV, in the news, at school, at work, and we make decisions based on this information. but did we really make the decision, or did somebody else 'force' us into this decision.  all of these outlets, school, work, news, are controlled environments, where people can decide to tell you something, or not tell you something.   it is what people want us to know or HAVE to let us know. so all this freedom, isn't really freedom, it is all an illusion.  so in the case of '1421', is it true?  is that all a lie too?  the point is, nothing really matters b/c nothing is really real?   i know i have had this conversation with nemesis, well about the bible and stuff.  how can you believe something written back thousands of years ago?  maybe that is all a lie.  they just made all these scriptures up, we don't really know.  aliens could have wrote that, shit we don't know.  ugh, it just goes in circles.  nothing is real.  nothing really matters.  everyone is just here.  so at work, is it going to be the end of the world if someone doesn't receive a package? nope.  after a hockey game, does it matter that we won or lost?  nope.  the wheels need to stop spinning, but i guess that doesn't really matter because what is the point? so, the wheels continue to spin.