Happy Birthday America!

Yay! It's almost the 4th of July again which means booze, bbq's, good friends and family! The higher ups at work must have had a temporary moment of insanity because they gave us both Monday and Tuesday off which means a 4 day weekend! Whoot! Now to figure out what to do with all those days! The actual 4th will consist of another Crazy Dave beach party. It will have to be a tame one for me though since I go back to work on Wednesday but there will be plenty of krunk time to be had between Friday and Monday. I'm sure I'll get it all figured out one way or another. I will also have to make sure that my 2 dogs are secure in the house with either the tv or the radio to keep them calm while the fireworks are going on at night. One of my poor pooches who I consider my special needs child is very sketchy and one year on the 4th he actually scaled a 7 foot gate on the side of my house! Now that he is older I think he will be okay in the bedroom on his blanket. That is his happy place and favorite place of retreat when his stress level is high. Poor puppy! As much fun as the 4th can be though, there are always the idiots who don't take the safety of themselves or others into consideration when lighting fireworks. I am hoping that the people in my neighborhood will be a little more cautious this year. Last year I woke up to fireworks in both my front and back yards, my driveway, on top of my vehicle and even on the roof of my house. Yeah, great. Maybe I should pass out fire extinguishers before I head out to the beach party. Anyway, I will close this posting by wishing you all out there a safe and fun holiday weekend. Oh, and let's not forget the picture of my favorite kind of American flag - an edible one! See ya next week!

Triskaidekaphobia - Shmobia!!!!

Thirteen is regarded as an unlucky number in many cultures. One (probably unverifiable) hypothesis holds that 13 is a reflection of the human fear of the unknown, since it is the first number that cannot be enumerated by using our 10 fingers and 2 feet. Unreasoned fear of the number 13 is termed triskaidekaphobia.


Yesterday the number 13 proved to be lucky for me. A major change has happened in my life and 13 has been a huge factor in recent events. I looked up the number 13 on the internet and found the above bit of info. I find it fascinating that it says that 13 is a reflection of the human fear of the unknown. Now it also says that it is probably unverifiable but that is exactly how the number 13 is perceived when applied to my situation. I am fearful of the unknown but also exhilarated and eager to see what the future holds. That makes 13 a lucky number to me. I decided to post a picture of 13 along with a background of one of my favorite colors. So here I go into the future with my new lucky number 13. Nothing but blue skies will I see.......

Fun With Roommates

My sister is currently looking for a roommate. Since I just recently asked mine to move out, I can totally relate to the trials, tribulations and drama of having another person who is not a significant other living under the same roof. So here's to my sis - the best of luck on your search. I hope this article cheers you up. Compliments of the Onion, of course!!



COLUMBUS, OH—Ohio State University student and local tenant Adam Polentz, 22, is growing increasingly bewildered and annoyed by roommate Daniel Brosima's constant presence in their apartment, Polentz reported Tuesday.

Brosima eats breakfast in the kitchen almost every morning.
"It's like the guy never leaves," Polentz said.
Whether silently eating his cereal, looking out the window, or reading a book while standing up, Brosima's quiet and unvaried living habits have managed to "unnerve" Polentz.
"The other night I was in the living room watching TV and he came out of nowhere and sat right next to me without saying a word," Polentz said, wondering what Brosima's deal was. "He just sat there for 45 minutes, watching what I was watching, until I finally got up and left."
The two have lived together since late April, when Brosima responded to Polentz's "Roommate Wanted" ad in the campus newspaper. Polentz said that he regretted not being more specific about the type of person he was looking for, having chosen instead to highlight the apartment's "awesome patio."
"Even when he came over to check the apartment out, he kind of puttered around, opening and closing the silverware drawer, and peeking in closets," Polentz said. "Looking back, all the signs were there."
Polentz said his past roommates had been conspicuously mobile, frequently leaving the house and returning with fresh groceries, obvious suntans, and recently met women. But Brosima has exhibited no discernible interest in the world beyond his living quarters, instead spending hours in the apartment's common areas playing solitaire or humming to himself.
Polentz claimed that, on the rare occasion that his roommate retreats to his bedroom, Brosima leaves the door wide open, even while asleep.
"I can't get away from him," Polentz said.
Adding to Polentz's frustration, Brosima has paid rent and utility bills on time without fail.
"He's got an income coming from somewhere," said Polentz, who last week increased his hours at his work-study position at the campus library in order to avoid Brosima's evening routine of aimless pacing and off-key whistling. "But I don't know where it comes from—he never leaves to go to a job."
Polentz said the situation reached a "critical mass" when he returned from a weekend trip to find Brosima lying on the couch wearing the same clothes and still watching ESPN, just as he was when Polentz left Friday evening.
"I felt like I'd stepped through a wormhole," Polentz said. "Everything was exactly the same. Except now it was ESPN2, I believe."
Some clues seem to indicate Brosima engages in a relatively normal level of day-to-day activity, among them, changes in facial hair, the presence of several recently dated magazines, and a jar of peanut butter belonging to Brosima that slowly emptied until it was replaced in the first week of June.
Although he briefly considered subletting, Polentz said he will most likely finish out his current lease with Brosima and eventually move into a modest one-bedroom with his girlfriend, where he hopes to "finally get some privacy."
When asked for comment on Polentz's allegations, Brosima expressed confusion.
"He's a complete mystery to me. That guy's, like, never here," Brosima said.

Yay, I'm Still Chasing Cats!!

Here we go. Another Monday. Yay. It was a pretty decent weekend. Another car show in another hot parking lot. No win for the Skyline this time but there will be plenty more shows to come so no big. Bbq on Sunday at Dave's. Great steaks on the grill but for some reason I woke up with a hellacious stomach ache this morning. Maybe my body is in shock after eating something besides ghetto food. Heh. I'm sure things will get back to normal after another 50 cent pot pie.

So I get to work and check my email and my friend sent me a link to a groovy site that calculates how long you have been on this earth along with some other interesting info after putting in your birth date. Anyway, I thought I would share it with whoever stumbles across my blog. Pretty cool stuff. So here's the link - Birthday Calculator Have a great week!! Peace!!

Retro Party

Yeah, I friggin' rock!!! Ok, here are the pix from the retro party. Not too many people really dressed for the occasion but those of us who did had a blast reliving our past. What's funny is that I actually dressed exactly like this in high school. And yes, I'm wearing an original 1985 Motley Crue concert shirt, not a reproduction thank you! Kudos to Chrysti for the use of her groovy hair crimper that completed my look to perfection. F**k yeah!!!






















Chrysti & Erica - the birthday girls.






















Erica looking snazzy in her micro mini outfit compliments of Chrysti. Love the B52's hairdo!























This is Dan. He looks like this all the time. Heh.













People I don't know but props to the guy wearing the Devo shirt. Whip it good!!










With all of the pictures I have of Brenda flashing gang signs, I'm starting to think she's really not kidding. LOL!














Here we have our very own Crockett & Tubbs. The pic is a little out of focus, but then again so was the photographer!






















Me & Daniel























Anthony & Chrysti












There's that wacky Spicoli guy again!! Hee!!















Our party was so cool, we even got Boyz II Men to perform for us! Sweet!














Punker Dave & Daniel



























Jamie & friend





















Josh & girlfriend





















And the crazy car club party peeps are at it again! No wet t shirt contest this time though!



















Steve & the birthday girls
















A party at Crazy Dave's house wouldn't be complete without wet girls.... Oh, get your mind out of the gutter!! LOL!!

Crazy Dave vs. The Porcupine

Adrian Ace vs. Guy from Poison

Adrian





Bobby
















Ok, I got the party pix from Dave and I just had to give this guy his very own posting because he definitely had on the best 80's getup out of all the party goers. His name is Adrian and he goes by Adrian Ace. Yeah, I'm serious. He's probably the funniest guy you could ever meet because he likes to talk about stupid shit and does it in a fabulous Jeff Spicoli way. I was actually looking for a picture of Bret Michaels to post with this one of Adrian but then I found this pic of Bobby Dall from Poison in a similar pose and I just couldn't resist. Unfortunately what you can't see in Adrian's picture are the turquoise blue leopard print pants he was wearing that tied town the legs and his totally unmatching red converse shoes. LMAO!!! So here's to Adrian Ace - rock on brutha, heavy metal and glam rock will never die!!! More party pix to come.....

Damien vs. Damien

On Sunday the boys and I went to see The Omen. Now, I'm a big fan of the original. I've always loved scary church music and Gregory Peck. Well, obviously the remake didn't have Mr. Peck but it also didn't have scary church music. Big mistake. Really now, doesn't everyone know that the music is a big part of what makes horror movies scary?! Lamers! They did, however, do a pretty good job with the young actor who played the demon seed. He was just as devilish looking as the original Damien and Mia Farrow did a great job playing the psycho nanny. With whatever scary work she had done on her face, it sure fit in perfectly for the role. We got to see Julia Stiles die which is a good thing because her character was annoying and also a few gory death scenes but all in all my vote goes to the original movie. So that's my review. Go see it and judge for yourself, I'd think you'd agree The Omen remake is nothing more than mediocre. Oh well, what can you do? On another note, the retro party was a blast. I'll be posting some pix hopefully in the next couple of days. Ok, I'm outta here. Happy Monday!

The 80's. Excellent!!!!

This weekend I'm going to a friend's retro birthday party. Since I have no money, I decided to bust out with the dusty box of concert shirts from high school and some black leather stoner boots that just happened to be in my closet. How they got there, I don't know. Really, I don't. Hee! Anyway, I am going as an 80's rocker chick complete with big hair and blue eye shadow. I know, not much of a stretch for me but hey I gotta make do with what I got. If I remember, I'll take some pix and post them next week. Besides heavy metal, I also had my wtf moments when I let myself get caught up in the latest hoopla. Yes, it was Hammer time and it was a craze that I am ashamed to say I got sucked up in just like most of the rest of the world. At least I wasn't alone. LOL! Since I'm being embarrassingly honest about this shizz, I will go one step further and admit that I even hightailed it to the record store and purchased my very own vinyl version of the hit single "U Can't Touch This." I still have it. Yes, it was a time of big hair, big pants and smooth moves. I will however, always be known for my love of metal music. My dream was to marry Nikki Sixx of Motley Crue and live happily ever after in my big house in Beverly Hills. Well, needless to say that didn't happen but the 80's craze still lives on in my heart. From the fashion to the dance moves, those of us who really got to live the 80's will always carry a part of it around with us. C'mon, admit it. Somewhere deep in your almost forgotten junk drawer there is a spiked leather bracelet that you just couldn't part with. Or maybe it's the Don Johnson white blazer hiding in the closet behind your collection of football jerseys. Yeah, you know what I'm talking about. I'm going to end this post with a link that will take you on a journey back in time. So if you're into all that's retro, sit back, relax, click here -http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dMH0bHeiRNg and laugh your ass off. I sure did. Happy Friday!

Car Show Krunkers

Remember that Stillen show back in May? Well, they posted some pix on their website and guess who was caught on camera?! Heh. Don't we look
cute!? Oh and let's not forget Mad Mike on the right. Superstars! LOL!

What The Fug?!?!

Well I survived another Vegas weekend. I thought the weather was gonna be nice and it was if you're into the triple digit temperatures. The car show on Sunday was a scorcher. Someone thought it would be a good idea to have it in the parking lot of an electronics store and the asphalt must have been about 400 degrees on top of the already hundred and something temperature outside. The good news is the Skyline took 2nd place again! Now I don't know how much longer Mike is going to want to settle for second best but we were still very pleased that he placed among lots of other cool cars. I didn't take any pics this time since most of the cars were either the same or very similar to the ones I have posted before. Instead I opted to post this pic of the Chevron sign I took a couple of weeks ago in Baker, California. Now I know gas prices are way beyond ridiculous right now but seriously, this is just flat out rape. Don't we have people who are supposed to make sure that this type of shit doesn't happen? I only have a 4 banger and its takes close to 50 bucks to fill the tank. I can just imagine what people driving 6's and 8's are paying. OMG!! Now if I didn't live in the desert and work 20 miles away from my house, I'd probably ride a bike but since I have no choice, I guess I will have to keep paying out my ass for fuel and eating cup of noodles and 50 cent pot pies for lunch. Ain't life grand?!

T.G.I.F.!!!!

Well it's almost the weekend again and this time I think we're going to do something different. Oh wait, maybe not. Car show on Sunday. The weather is supposed to be awesome again (ok, maybe a little hot) but perfect for a bbq or some kind of outside activity that involves food and booze. Now if I could just afford the food and booze, I'd be set! Anyone know if you can grill ramen noodles? Well anyway, here's a pic of Dave posing with the Skyline that I took last weekend. He trusted me (silly man!) with his shaver and I turned his pseudo mo into quite the stylin' hawk. Doesn't he look handsome? Maybe I should get a part time job as a stylist. Then I could buy an actual steak for the grill. Now, there's a thought! Well I will end this post with a little Friday fun. Click here for a few laughs - http://www.yikers.com/video_im_the_juggernaut_bitch.html Ok, it's pretty stupid but I still laughed. I laughed a lot. I'm easily amused. Peace out bloggers!