well, this died.

well, folks. i've kinda been on a break from the whole blogging thing since life's been getting purty busy with summer wrapping up and all. but i just sat through the three hour production of "oklahoma", so, frankly, i feel i can do anything. (or absolutely nothing...oy)

today's post is on being grateful. or simply, enjoying where you are in life despite the fact you may lose it all. there's nothing much more to it. people are always jabbering on about how "you never know what you have until you've lost it". now, i partially can believe this quote. sure, when you lose something, you feel the pain of losing it even stronger. A yellow-spotted hippo has no idea how great his spots are, until they are shaved off. (am i trying too hard? yeah.)

yeah. i am.

i guess i'll continue this later.



well...



...damn.

Drum Roll Please...

well, after that considerably dreary and sad post, i feel somewhat better. time is one of life's biggest healers. that and honesty, in my opinion. but enough of the philosophical bullshit. we all know why we're reading this: the poll is closed!

the results were: (tambourine roll please.)

1. ranking in at numbah one, lets hear for that ever-sexy fire crotch of a girl (cottontail?), janie heck! thats right folks. she is the winner. and according to meryl, she takes it all! and boy, does she. that janie heck. that janie heck...
2. coming (we, all thought it.) in second place, is the vivacious and lanky monique abry! lets hear it for that vamp. hot stuff.
3. third place? jody hinkley. thats all that i truly need to say. 'nough said.
4. and with the highest honor of all (in my opinion), matt armato received absolutely no votes. congrats, matt. but hey, he's still sexy.

as promised earlier, the winner will receive a prize. so that means "janie heck, step on down!". i actually haven't come up with anything good for the prize yet, but i have a couple ideas. ;)(alright.)

thanks again for playing folks. a new poll will be posted soon! want to be a part of the new poll? just ask! fa serious.

random photo:

today's photo is in honor of our poll winner (janie heck.) i feel like it needed to be posted because of its seductive nature and because quite frankly i have no idea what the hell is going on there. at all. (?)

random question:

if life was like a box of chocolates, would you still throw away the creme filled?

I Don't Get it...get it.

i can't tell you how much i hate how confusing life is and how it makes no sense. like when people you want to dislike so much do something even bitchier, it doesn't make you feel better about hating them. it just makes you feel worst. how the hell does that make any sense? seriously. shouldnt that make you feel better about yourself? shouldnt that rejuvenate you into moving on? no. not at all. i guess it just puts them in your mind. like when you finally think you're okay, they say something bitchy or do something mean, and it just puts them in your mind again. its terrible. it makes no sense.

or when someone says one thing and they do another. how how how does that make any sense? they want to be with you but when they're given the chance to, they don't. at all. it makes me terribly sad. what do i do when that happens? any advice? i hope they don't mean it but what else am i to think? when you dont even talk to me for more than a minute, what else am i to think? gah. i'm at a complete lost. completely. guess i just have to not take anything personally and keep myself to myself. guess so.

:(.

Why? seriously.

i've been thinking. what the hell have i been doing the last couple of days? why do i spend thirty minutes (at least) a night typing random, half-ass, bad jokes on some screen? more importantly, why do i enjoy it so damn much? really, its for all of us. why do we update our facebook statuses (pl: stati?), change our aim buddy info when we're upset, type emo myspace bulletins, or any other bullshit? its because we want this goddamn attention. we want people to click on our little orange "i" next to our sn so they know we're upset and can have us on their minds. or so they can read that hinting answer to that survey question so they may have a hint at where you are in your life. we, as humans, love that. we love knowing people are thinking about us. that they worry about us. as far as this blog goes, i do it...we do it because we have hope some bored soul will sit down and actually take the time to read it. after all, who wouldn't want a day to day update of my fabulous life? seriously. and i think thats all we need. just knowing the fact that someone could read it is enough for us. and we're content. we feel relieved that we "got it out".

its just something i've been thinking about.

speaking of day to day updates, my day was decent working at the good old canes' on vets. working behind a counter all day and dealing with lots of custumers and ultimately lots of personalities, i realize that a smile can change everything. and if not everything, a damn lot. i cant really explain it nor do i want to. thats kind of the great thing about it. no one has to explain it. but a little action can completely change things. so give it a try next time, who knows...it may work.



p.s. i have a new poll. fill it out. the winner gets a prize. (exactly.)

picture of the day:

i love this picture mainly because its so damn hardcore but completely not. took place in the "men's" dressing room during millie. we stole a camera and took many photos similar to the one above.

whats great about this photo:

1. how completely white i am and how my hand glows (basically.)
2. how so hardcore jordan is trying to be with lipstick and mascara on
3. jordan's fourth finger (wtf. what a pansy.)
4. lance's butt-crack part in his mop
5. jody's haircut (hott.)

random question:

1. if you could, would you?
   

a Poll Dance.

so i posted a poll. to the right. check it out. i figure the winner will get a 'prize' from me. (that's right. we were all thinking it.)

since this isnt a real post, no picture or random question for you.

Shout OUTS!

i believe its time for some good ol' shout-outs. thats right folks, i'm kickin' it old school style. if i for some terrible reason (god forbid) forget to mention you, i apologize. but lets be honest. who the hell reads this anyway? seriously.

• jody hinkley - for introducing me to this whole mess of a site. because of you, i know have no life. thanks, asshole.
• monique abry - for always telling me when she's on her effing period...thanks?
• janie heck - yes, folks. the janie heck. for being a redhead, fire crotch, and for throwing this kickass bowling event this saturday. (be there. or be triangle)
  
• christina chester - for being my favorite, as always. so damn cool. and unique. rock on, chester. rock on.
• sally cragin - for being my wife (hott.) and raising my child.
• ashley rose - for being my writing partner and dealing with all my indecisive and contradictory crap. it is much appreciated.
• peryn bn schmitt - well...i don't have much to thank you for. except for being a betch. as always. :)
• courtney kattengell - for being a mess. and a somnambulist. seriously.
  
• sarah jackson - for being demanding and to the point. and for always calling me testy. nothing but da troot. and for being so understanding.
• eli timm - for being my acting buddy and for always listening when i need someone to listen.
  
• lance ural - for being so goddamn sexy.
• rene crais - for showing up at reginelli's. thats my boy!

that's all i got right now. but i'm sure the minute i press publish there'll be someone i forgot. bitches and cream.

i'm installing a new aspect to this blog (jesus, i have no life.)! picture of the day. thats right. free sexy photos. come and get 'em.

today is clearly no exception:

thats right folks. yours truly with none other than rosalee abadie in spandex. i loved rubbing up to that skin. yum.

random question:

1. does that picture turn you on? this isn't a question. i know the answer. ;)
   

Eureka!

so after many questions, honesty box comments, random stops in the street, and glances at the urinals, i've decided that i should probably explain the whole "arethan" craze thats taken the world (seriously).

it all started with this picture:

i was tagged in this most unfortunate photo as "aretha franklin" by the renowned janie heck (yes, folks. the janie heck.). at first, i was a little wtf ([title of show] anyone?). but then after hours of staring down this picture, a strange force entered my head and told me to go with it.

see aretha. hear aretha. be aretha.

so it started as just aretha. but then one day, as i looked out my dreary, depressing window at my neighbor's even more depressing 1980's red brick house, i hit a 'eureka!'. there was 4/5 of my name in 'aretha'! holy beef! so, i suavely added a sexy 'n' to the ending, and my monster was born.

random question:

1. does anyone notice how fantastically short jody's hair is in this picture? how bowl cut mine is? how white trash lance looks?