been working like a slave... nuff said bout that.

I went to a kick ass party' at G-rant's X-Mas nite. He made this really good gumbo using all wild game (venison, duck, deer sausage, and goose). Makes my mouth water just thinking bout it....

Scrubbed my carpets last night too... Thanks to Walker and Hunter's Momo for letting me use the scrubber. I hope it was clean to her specs.

In crap news (no pun intended) we have a broken line in the back of our house, so we have a puddle that keeps forming till the landlord gets the pipe repaired. that sucks, well the wet/dry vac does on it...

Pounder sis away on his ride across america with his sister in her Jeep. Good luck ridin from the streets of Long Beach, CA to here ya'll.

Also, Hunter is coming in town this weekend, and I may be taking a ride up to camp to visit. I'm sure both will be pictureworthy events...

Anyways, hope everyone has a great day tomorrow and if I don't get around to posting again till after the new year, ya'll have a happy and safe new year.

busy man

Tonight I went thru the quarter with Hopper and some of his friends Mark and Nezareen from school along with 2 friends of Mark's from Mobile, AL. Good times had by all, especially when the homeless man sand James Brown to us and the other homeless guy hung sideways from a Bourbon Street Signpole. going back out tomorrow to give them the day tour loaded with my camera and an empty 64 meg card. Woohaaa.

went to the party. had an aweosme time and got lots of pictures. They should be up later on today.

In other news, Dad is completely out of the hospital. I got my picklescoop.com shirt in the mail along with some other stuff, most of which the logo was too big for the product (ornaments). Have to return that crap. Also, I found out tonight that I am on suspension from school for GPA. Need to go talk to them and straighten this noise out. I am also here at work working the overnight shift 6pm-6am. talked to Tony and Sternum, tonight. Always a pleasure to chat it up with both of them. well off to be bored here at work and drool. sleep little kiddies, Sleep.

Merry Christmas

Ho ho ho merry christmas from Picklescoop.com

Last night I went to Baton Rouge with P to visit Anthony and the Baton Rouge crew for the Christmas partyu. It was a,ot of fun and great to see everyone. And I got some free awesome ham. Thanks!!

Tonight, is the next chapter in insane partying brought to you by Professor Stronghold AKA Tony. the theme: 80's!! Where and When: tonight 9pm till the cows come home at Rock and Bock on Lime in Metairie. Be there or be just stuck in the new millenium or something.

Update on Dad

Ok as you know my dad is in the hospital after his kidney transplant. He was in SICU for a few days just basically to keep an eye on him and his reaction to the new kidney and different medications. HE is out of that and in a regualr room and they expect to get him out tomorrow. Everyone keep him in your thoughts and prayers for a quick and speedy recovery. Thanks.

happy Holidays

let me start off by wishing everyone happy respective holidays whether it be Hanukah or Xmas or Kwanzaa. Drink a beer and happy new year too.

ts to know where has picklescoop been and why isnt he updating. My Dad has beeni nthe hospital for the past few days. Nothing bad really. He got a kidney transplant. He was put on the waiting list monday at 9am and they called him tuesday at noon with a perfect match, so he got it put in. I also have been working when I haven't been there. Hopper is in town, so chilled with him last night. Working now. prolly partying tonite after visiting the old man. god only knows. keep him in your thoughts. The rest of the Haven will be camping. Ya'll have fun and burn some big logs for me. --Scoop

Thanks to Brett for this one...

If you're going to go down, go down with style. Failing your final exam can actually be an amusing experience, depending on what you make of it. Here are some suggestions...
Bring a pillow. Fall asleep (or pretend to) until the last 15 minutes. Wake up, say "oh geez, better get cracking" and do some gibberish work. Turn it in a few minutes early.
Get a copy of the exam, run out screaming "Andre, Andre, I've got the secret documents!!"
If it is a math/science exam, answer in essay form. If it is long answer/essay form, answer with numbers and symbols. Be creative. Use the integral symbol.
Make paper airplanes out of the exam. Aim them at the instructor's left nostril.
Talk the entire way through the exam. Read questions aloud, debate your answers with yourself out loud. If asked to stop, yell out, "I'm SOOO sure you can hear me thinking." Then start talking about what a jerk the instructor is.
Bring cheerleaders.
Walk in, get the exam, sit down. About five minutes into it, loudly say to the instructor, "I don't understand ANY of this. I've been to every lecture all semester long! What's the deal? And who the hell are you? Where's the regular guy?"
Bring a Game Boy (or Game Gear, etc...). Play with the volume at max level.
On the answer sheet (book, whatever) find a new, interesting way to refuse to answer every question. For example: I refuse to answer this question on the grounds that it conflicts with my religious beliefs. Be creative.
Bring pets.
Run into the exam room looking about frantically. Breathe a sigh of relief. Go to the instructor, say "They've found me, I have to leave the country" and run off.
Fifteen minutes into the exam, stand up, rip up all the papers into very small pieces, throw them into the air and yell out "Merry Christmas." If you're really daring, ask for another copy of the exam. Say you lost the first one. Repeat this process every fifteen minutes.
Do the exam with crayons, paint, or fluorescent markers.
Come into the exam wearing a pair of birkenstocks, and nothing else.
Come down with a BAD case of Tourette's Syndrome during the exam. Be as vulgar as possible.
Do the entire exam in another language. If you don't know one, make one up!
For math/science exams, try using Roman numerals.
Bring things to throw at the instructor when s/he's not looking. Blame it on the person nearest to you.
As soon as the instructor hands you the exam, eat it.
Walk into the exam with an entourage. Claim you are going to be taping your next video Tell the instructor to expect a percentage of the profits if they are allowed to stay.
Every five minutes, stand up, collect all your things, move to another seat, continue with the exam.
Turn in the exam approximately 30 minutes into it. As you walk out, start commenting on how easy it was.
Do the entire exam as if it was multiple choice and true/false. If it is a multiple choice exam, spell out interesting things (DCCAB, BABE, etc..).
Bring a black marker. Return the exam with all questions and answers completely blacked out.
Get the exam. Twenty minutes into it, throw your papers down violently, scream out "Screw this!" and walk out triumphantly.
Arrange a protest before the exam starts (i.e. Threaten the instructor that whether or not everyone's done, they are all leaving after one hour to go drink).
Show up completely drunk. (Completely drunk means at some point during the exam, you start to hold your mouth and make "I'm about to bring something up" sounds.).
Every now and then, clap twice rapidly. If the instructor asks why,tell him/her in a very derogatory tone, "the light bulb that goes on above my head when I get an idea is hooked up to a clapper. DUH!"
Comment on how sexy the instructor is looking that day.
Come to the exam wearing a black cloak. After about 30 minutes, put on a white mask and start yelling "I'm here, the phantom of the opera" until they drag you away.
Go to an exam for a class you have no clue about, where you know the class is very small, and the instructor would recognize you if you belonged. Claim that you have been to every lecture. Fight for your right to take the exam.
Upon receiving the exam, look it over, while laughing loudly, say "you don't really expect me to waste my time on this drivel? Days of our Lives is on!!!"
Bring a water pistol with you. Nuff said.
From the moment the exam begins, hum the theme to Jeopardy. Ignore the instructor's requests for you to stop. When they finally get you to leave one way or another, begin whistling the theme to the Bridge on the River Kwai.
Start a brawl in the middle of the exam.
If the exam is math/science related, make up the longest proofs you could possibly think of. Get pi and imaginary numbers into most equations.
Come in wearing a full knight's outfit, complete with sword and shield.
Bring a friend to give you a back massage the entire way through the exam. Insist this person is needed, because you have bad circulation.
Bring cheat sheets FROM ANOTHER CLASS (make sure this is obvious...like history notes for a calculus exam... otherwise you're not just failing, you're getting kicked out, too) and staple them to the exam with the comment "Please use the attached notes for references as you see fit."
When you walk in, complain about the heat. Strip. After you get the exam, call the instructor over, point to any question, ask for the answer. Try to work it out of him/her.
One word: Wrestlemania.
Bring balloons, blow them up, start throwing them around like they do before concerts start.
Try to get people in the room to do the wave.
Play Frisbee with a friend at the other side of the room.
Bring some large, cumbersome, ugly idol. Put it right next to you. Pray to it often. Consider a small sacrifice.
Get deliveries of candy, flowers, balloons, telegrams, etc... sent to you every few minutes throughout the exam.
During the exam, take apart everything around you. Desks, chairs, anything you can reach.
Complete the exam with everything you write being backwards at a 90 degree angle.
Bring a musical instrument with you, play various tunes. If you are asked to stop, say "it helps me think." Bring a copy of the Student Handbook with you, challenging the instructor to find the section on musical instruments during finals. Don't forget to use the phrase "Told you so".
Answer the exam with the "Top Ten Reasons Why My Professor Sucks".

Gonzo, I think you will Appreciate it. Chris is from SG's page as well as shakespearsworld.com and Las Vegas (not sure if we'll hold that against him ;)) Anyways, without delay, that site.

whats up

well as you may have guessed from my last post, I talked to Hopper today. He comes home Thursday so he will prolly be going camping with us.

Tomorrow night I will be working this thing at the Dome for the Sunbelt Conference. Hootie hooked me up with that. Thanks Hootie. :)

Last night, OG Tony and I setup my Dad's christmas present (Don't want to say what it is till he sees it. But I know he will like it. Then, we went had a few drinks over at Rock and Bock last night with Tony and the OG posse and the Bartender Chris' birthday was happening. Happy Birthday Dammit!!!

After that we passed by the Haven when Duaq P and Thay Gurl were. All chilled for a while and passed out. Here we are.. Hope everyone has a "Rock on!!" type of day.

absolutley crazy webpage

Just when you thought he wouldnt come out of the dark streets of Brooklyn, He did he is Adrenelious AKA Hopper. Go fear his wacky webpage.
PS look for hidden shit.....

Did you forget about Christmas coming? Buy all your gifts from picklescoop.com. Good prices. funny shit. Also, if you go now I have free plush toys and shit and also I have some stuff only available till the 1st of the year like beer steins and ornaments and teddy bears and stockings. Thanks ya'll..

Also If I didn;t post about it.

Next weekend. Camping trip to Flint Creek. For details. Email me.

One more word of thumb

Candice Cameron + Fred Savage = sappy TV movie with a hot chick and the kid from Wonder Years.

Woot!!!!!

I'm finished exams!!! Woo wooo woooo!!!! After exams I passed by Grant's with Pounders and we helped him pick some peppers off of his pepper bushes. The beautiful colors of them just brings a tear to the eye. The bowl full of them looked like the inside cover of Ween's White pepper CD booklet thing. Now I am gonna clean the house a bit and take a nap. Ya'll have a kickass day.

Stange Junk Email subject of the Year

YOUR DICK SO BIG PEOPLE THINK ITS A 3RD LEG!
That's right folks yours truly received this crap today. Stupid spammers, little do they no t really already is. :) hahah

There was a great loss recently.

Larry LaPrise, the Detroit native who wrote the song "Hokey Pokey", died recently at 83. It was extremely difficult for the family to keep him in the casket. They'd put his left leg in and ..... well, you know the rest.

GHOTI on the road again.

Well, GHOTI went back out on the road. Not to do the boat thing again, just to go visit Stranger in Connect I Cut. Have a safe trip Ghoti, and drink a beer or two or twenty.

In other news, ther eis an upcoming party Sunday the 23 of December. That night 9pm at ROCK N BOCK on Lime. 80's party. Dress the part. and drink and dance like it's 1989.

Damned Finals

I have been busy with finals this week. Working a good bit too. But all my XMas shopping is done, with exception of those that I am buying beer for.

new cell phone....

Yes I have a new cell phone. To get the number, email me. Otherwise, drink a beer. or two. or twenty.

funny yet spooky link

Ok the other dya I went to the store and bought a Lil' Homie out of the gum machine. Basicvally they are little plastic statuettes of Little G's.... Now I want the whole collection. To see the collections, go here. Basically I think it is scary because it is a sign of society's downfall, celebrating G hood with toys, but funny because they even have one in a wheelchair and of course the slut one. Check them out. Laugh, Cry, wet the Bed.

WOOOOOOHAAA!!!!

Well, tonite I went to the boat parade that i was riding in. was lots of fun. News from the boat parade: Don;t page me. My pager sleeps with the fishes. LSU going to the Sugar Bowl. wow.... Riots will break out in the streets. GHOTI, load your gun :)CRaziness......

Also, Yesterday I went and played Horseshoes at the lake with G-Rant, Darren (I like Darren), and P ounders. WAs fun.. Later in the night Crystal came over and hung out with me. ;) tomorrow I will be going to Esplanade to see MR. Walkara about finally moving up to that next step: a cell phone. duh duh duh duh (dragnet song, not chadd times two)... until next update.... Party on Wayne..... PArty on Garth....

Those wacky LAN OPS guys

The email says it all.....

CC: internet:northpole.com.:SClause
Subject: Grinch who stole the NetOps Tree

Message: If whatever mean-spirited person who relocated the NetOps "NDS" Christmas Tree to an undisclosed location, returns it in the shortest possible time we promise not to inflict life threatening bodily harm on them. However we are reporting this infraction to the highest of all Christmas authorities and you should not expect to receive anything on Christmas morning.

Sincerly,
Network Operations

Cajun Christmas

Thanks to Mr. Vic for this one...

12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS
Day 1: Dear Boudreaux, Tanks for de bird in de Pear tree. I fix it las' night with dirty rice. I doan tink de pear tree will grow in de swamp, so I swap it for a Satsuma.
Day 2: Dear Boudreaux, You letter say you sent two turtle doves, but all I got was two scrawny pigeons. Anyway, I mixed dem with andouille an made some gumbo out of dem.
Day 3: Dear Boudreaux, Why doan you sent some crawfish? I'm tired of eating dem darn birds. I gave two of dose prissy French chickens to Marie Trahan over at Grans Bayou an fed the tird one to my dog Phideaux. Marie needed some sparing partners for her fighting rooster.
Day 4: Dear Boudreaux, Mon Dieux! I tol you no more friggin birds. Deez four, what you call dem "calling birds" were so noisy you could hear dem all de way to Napoleonville. I used dere necks for my crab traps, an fed de rest of dem to de gators.
Day 5: Dear Boudreaux, You finally sen' somethin useful. I like dem golden rings. Me, I hocked dem at da pawn shop in Thibodeaux and got enuf money to fix da shaft on my shrimp boat an buy a round for da boys at de Raisin' Cane Lounge. Merci Beaucoup!
Day 6: Dear Boudreaux, Couchon! Back to da birds, you Cajun turkey! Poor egg suckin' Phideaux is scared to death at dem six geeses. He tried to eat dems eggs and dey peck de heck out ah his snout. Dey good at eating cockroaches, though. I may stuff one of dem wit erster dressing on Christmas day.
Day 7: Dear Boudreaux, I'm gonna wring your fool neck next time I see you. Thibeau, da mailman, is ready to kill ya. The merde from all dem birds is stinkin' up his mailboat. He afraid someone will slip on dat stuff and sue him good. I let those seven swans loose to swim on de bayou and some duck hunters from Mississippi blasted dem out of de water. Talk to you tomorrow.
Day 8: Dear Boudreaux, poor ole Thibeau, he had to make tree trips on his mailboat to deliver dem 8 maids a milkin and their cows. One of dem cows got spooked by da alligators and almost tipped over da boat. I doan like dem shiftless maids, me no. I tolt dem to get to work guttin fish and sweepin' the shack but dey say it wasn't in dair contract. Dey probably think dey too good ta skin nutrias I caught las night.
Day 9: Dear Boudreaux, What you trying to do huh? Thibeau had to borrow the Lutcher ferry to carry dem jumpin twits you call Lords-a-Leaping across the bayou. As soon as dey gots here dey wanted a tea break with crumpets. I doan know what dat means but I says, "Well La Di Da. You get Chicory coffee or nuttin." Mon Dieu, Emile. What I'm gonna feed all dese bozos? Dey too snooty for fried nutria, and de cows done eat my turnip greens.
Day 10: Dear Boudreaux, You got to be outs you mind! If de mailman don't kill you, I will fo sure. Today he deliver 10 half nikid floozies from Bourbon Street. Dey said dey be "Ladies Dancin" but dey doan act like ladies in front of dose Limey twits. Dey almos left after one of dem got bit by a water moccasin over by da out-house. I had to butcher 2 cows to feed toute le monde an had to get toilet paper; the Sears catalog wasn't good enuf fer dose hoity toity Lords' royal behin.
Day 11: Dear Boudreaux, where y'at? Cheerio an pip pip. Your 11 pipers piping arrives today from the House of Blues, second lining as dey got off de boat. We fixed snuffed goose and beef jambalaya and we having a fais-do-do. Da new mailman he having a good time, yeah, dancing with de floozies. Thibeau he jump off de Sunshine Bridge yesterday, screaming your name. If you get a mysterious, ticking package in de mail, doan open it.
Day 12: Dear Boudreaux, I sorry to tell ya but I not your true love anymore, no. After da fais-do-do, I spent de night with Jacque, de head piper. We decide to open a restaurant and gentleman's club on de bayou. The floozies, pardon me, Ladies dancing can make $20 for a table dance, and de Lords can be waiters an valet to park de boats. Since de maids doan have no more cows ta milk, I trained dem ta set my crab traps, watch my trotlines, an run my shrimping business. We will probably gross a million next year!

lots going on

Tonite is also the boat parade. Out by the Point. should be fun...especailly because the Haven is in it.. I'm sure we will have some crazy stuff happen.. more details to fa la la la la low.. right now I am bout to begin cleaning the Haven. Enjoy your day.

Dec 8th sat, we will have a gathering of immense proportions at the outback steak house. come one, come all!!!! the gathering will start roughly at 7:00. that'll give us about an hour to an hour and a half of drinkin time at the restaurant. that is all!!!!!

the latest and greatest from the house

Well now that we went and got the firewood, the job has been slowly but surely cutting it up. Or as the wood stake thingy says, "Wood Splitting Action". With school finally coming to a close I feel a huge pressure slowly lifting from me, but it ain't over til lthe fat lady sings... Work is still interesting but going. I got my mirror for my Juimmy but did not put it on yet.. GHOTI is on the lookout for a new house since the lease ends soon. Plans for Hotel MArdi Gras are on its way. Life is getting good. Sit tight kiddies, this ride gets better :)

GonZo sent me this little treasure from the internet.. Hope everyone enjoys it :) Daily Dose of Drunken Knowledge

well let's start with birthdays: Happy Birthday goes out to a couple of people... Happy birthday to my sister, who's b-day was yesterday. Happy Birthday Cherie!! Happy Birthday to Candace as well her birthday is today.. To celebrate, a crowd of us went to the Shim Sham... While I was there, I saw good ole MR. Pig, Joey Venta. It had been a long time since I saw him, so we talked for a few.. He also gave me his web address... IT is hilarious because he also understands the shocker.... Check him out its a nice lil site... Also, I went by O'Flaherty's where I saw Sharon, the scottish barmaid. She is cool.. I also had a conversation with this IRish guy and he told me all about the beauty of Ireland. and drinking... lots of drinking... Also hung with Senor Darrin (I like Darrin, he is my friend...., Darrell and his other brother Darrell) and we talked deep for a bit which was cool to just siyt relaxing with a beer tlaking my mind.. Today I cleaned my house.. Lots pretty good.. Sunday morning, I am gonna cut my grass and my Dad's grass then I think we are supposed to go get firewood. Well hope everyone has had a good week and has a good weekend.. See ya'll next week.

My Dad sent me this little tale.. Hope everyone enjoys!!

Next time you have a bad day at work...think of this guy. Rob is a commercial saturation diver for Global Divers in Louisiana. He performs underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs. Below is an e-mail he sent to his sister. She then sent it to Laughline, who was sponsoring a worst job experience" contest. Needless to say, she won. Hi Sue, Just another note from your bottom-dwelling brother. Last week I had bad day at the office. I know you've been feeling down lately at work, so I thought I would share my dilemma with you to make you realize it's not so bad after all.

Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few technicalities of my job. As you know, my office lies at the bottom of the sea. I wear a suit to the office. It's a wetsuit.

This time of year the water is quite cool. So what we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel powered industrial water heater. This $20,000 piece of shit sucks the water out of the sea. It heats it to a delightful temperature. It then pumps it down to the diver through a garden hose, which is taped to the air hose.

Now this sounds like a damn good plan, and I've used it several times with no complaints. What I do, when I get to the bottom and start working, is I take the hose and stuff it down the back of my wetsuit. This floods my whole suit with warm water. It's like working in a Jacuzzi.

Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my ass started to itch. So, of course, I scratched it. This only made things worse. Within a few seconds my ass started to burn. I pulled the hose out from my back, but the damage was done. In agony I realized what had happened.

The hot water machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit. Now since I don't have any hair on my back, the jellyfish couldn't stick to it. however, the crack of my ass was not as fortunate. When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into my ass.

I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator. His instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, along with 5 other divers, were all laughing hysterically. Needless to say I aborted the dive. I was instructed to make 3 agonizing in-water decompression stops totaling 35 minutes before I could reach the surface to begin my chamber dry decompression.

When I arrived at the surface, I was wearing nothing but my brass helmet. As I climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughter running down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub it on my ass as soon as I get in the chamber. The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't shit for 2 days because my asshole was swollen shut.

So, next time you're having a bad day at work, think about how much worse it would be if you had a jellyfish shoved up your ass.

woke up this morning and went to PAncho's with Sancho, Boogie, GHOTI, Bare, Stranger, Wood, and Natasha. After that I went shopping at Lakeside and met up with Bonnie. We did most of my Xmas shopping there. Then we wnet and had Dinner at O'Henry's (where Rat was our Waiter). Then I went home and back out to Daves to check out his new stereo setup and watch Junkyard Wars. On the way home, I stopped at Kmart and bought more stuff for X-Mas. I came home chilled with Stranger and GHOTI wrapping presents then i took my shower and here I sit talking to Thay Girl... Busy day but excellent....

got a damn day off... I have been working my ass off as of late. But on the positive note, I finished my paper on Bacardi Rum. YEp you read it right... a paper on Bacardi Rum for my Caribbean Class... Now jst have to study for Accounting.. But I am partying tonite... Tomorrow Pancho's Noon be there or be square....

Happy Turkey Day to everyone out therethat reads my page. Drink lots of beer, watch lots of football, and eat lots of turkey and stuffing...Gobble gobble!!!

this is from george carlin's web site:
Hi, folks. Welcome to our monthly feature, “That Time of the Month.” Here we go:

Life is not as difficult as people think; all one needs is a good set of rules. Since it is probably too late for you, here are some guidelines to pass along to your children.

1. Relax and take it easy. Don't get caught up in hollow conceits such as "doing something with your life." Such twaddle is outmoded and a sure formula for disappointment.

2. Whatever it is you pursue, try to do it just well enough to remain in the middle third of the field. Keep your thoughts and ideas to yourself and don't ask questions. Remember, the squeaky wheel is the first one to be replaced.

3. Size people up quickly, and develop rigid attitudes based on your first impression. If you try to delve deeper and get to "know" people, you're asking for trouble.

4. Don't fall for that superstitious nonsense about treating people the way you would like to be treated. It is a transparently narcissistic approach, and may be the sign of a weak mind.

5. Spend as much time as you can pleading and impressing others, even if it makes you unhappy. Pay special attention to shallow manipulators who can do you the most harm. Remember, in the overall scheme, you count for very little.

6. Surround yourself with inferiors and losers. Not only will you look good by comparison, but they will look up to you, and that will make you feel better.

7. Don't buy into the sentimental notion that everyone has shortcomings; it's the surest way of undermining yourself. Remember, the really best people have no defects. If you're not perfect, something is wrong.

8. If by some off chance you do detect a few faults, first, accept the fact that you are probably deeply flawed. Then make a list of your faults and dwell on them. Carry the list around and try to think of things to add. Blame yourself for everything.

9. Beware of intuition and gut instincts, they are completely unreliable. Instead, develop preconceived notions and don't waver unless someone tells you to. Then change your mind and adopt their point of view. But only if they seem to know what they're talking about.

10. Never give up on an idea simply because it is bad and doesn't work. Cling to it even when it is hopeless. Anyone can cut and run, but it takes a very special person to stay with something that is stupid and harmful.

11. Always remember, today doesn't count. Trying to make something out of today only robs you of precious time that could be spent daydreaming or resting up.

12. Try to dwell on the past. Think of all the mistakes you've made, and how much better it would be if you hadn't made them. Think of what you should have done, and blame yourself for not doing so. And don't go easy. Be really hard on yourself.

13. If by chance you make a fresh mistake, especially a costly one, try to repeat it a few times so you become familiar with it and can do it easily in the future. Write it down. Put it with your list of faults.

14. Beware also of the dangerous trap of looking ahead; it will only get you in trouble. Instead, try to drift along from day to day in a meandering fashion. Don't get sidetracked with some foolish "plan."

15. Finally, enjoy yourself all the time, and do whatever you want. Don't be seduced by that mindless chatter going around about "responsibility." That's exactly the sort of thing that can ruin your life

i woke up and played with my router simulator.. love that thing... then I went and got my canter hubcap piece and ordered my new mirror for my truck for when i backed into the tree and it broke it off. Then I washed my truck and changed my brakes. Then I took a nap. Woke up and cleaned the house while watching George Carlin's special on TV. Then i brought P to drop off his car to get the brakes changed. Now I am getting my drink on before I go see the meteor shower out at the Spizz-illlway.. Don't forget everyone about it. It will be a cool sight to see.. Till my next update. Keep it real in the feel I-O.

Ok here is the latest word from the mouth of P.Scoop. I finished my Cisco class today and itr was quite interesting.. I learned a good bit from Eric, the mack daddy instructor. He really showed interest in the topic and keep the material flowing with keeping some jokes in the loop.. Today for lunch, Alex, myself and Eric went to Crazy Johnnie's and I saw PAdre of all people there.. He of course called me a pagan and most likely would have hit me with his stick if he had it with him. IT was good to see him and he told me to make sure to keep in touch, which I will try my damnedest to do with my busy schedule. Any ways, life is good, even though Eric and I didn't get to go get fucked up in the quarter. But we will be getting drunk at a later date. Any who, off to play on my router simulator program. I will be making it available on my server in the next few days...

Scotty should be all over this shit too ;)

bionicle.com

In Training

Well I am in Cisco training this week. I like the class so far. The teacher is good and keeps things informative while fun. I also picked up a Network plus book yesterday, so it looks like I am going gungho on certs for the time being. This weekend is a meteor shower that is supposed to peak from 3am-5am on Monday. Pounders wants to get a group together to go to the spillway and enjoy it. I should be there. Well time to get back to training. So, till next time, keep it real in the feel i o. :)

My cousin sent in this heads up ;) She ACTUALLY got this from someone.. scary...

If a man comes to your front door saying he is conducting a survey and he asks you to show him your boobs.....
DO NOT SHOW HIM YOUR BOOBS!
This is a scam and he is only trying to SEE YOUR BOOBS!I wish I had heard about this before yesterday. I feel so stupid.

Ok here is the deal.... I was working on Hunter's newz page and I moved his newz into my place... So to make A long story short, I fucked up the newz page and my penalty is that I lost my old newz from i think the past month or two... Sorry, but don't worry.. I will make bigger and better newz ;)