Brain Nuggets

I swear Tae Kwon Do dojos here are like liquor stores and churches in Detroit.  You can’t go a couple of blocks without running into one.  Shouldn’t be any bullying here as all the kids are 13th degree platinum belt ninjas.  

It makes me sad to say that I don’t know shit about local politics here.  I honestly couldn’t tell you who the mayor, senator, or congressional representatives are here.  I’m just not interested enough to back a dog in the fight.

So the idea has been brought up of possibly moving out of state again, this time to Florida.  I don’t know a lot about Florida other than oranges, hurricanes, lots of old people, lots of racists, and them being home to some of the worst drivers in the country.  Can’t say they’re the worst drivers because I think Maryland hands down has that title on lock.  Anyway, I might be persuaded to start researching if I can be near a beach.  On the plus side it would be cooler, temperature wise and on the negative side hurricane season.  It wouldn’t happen for a year or two at the earliest, if it does happen anyway.  Honestly, if I’m going to do another move again I think I’d prefer Tennessee, hell maybe even hot ass Texas.  Yeah, I don’t know.  

I don’t really feel at home here.  If I’m going to be honest I’m sure it’s mostly my fault.  I’m tired of being a rock and feeling like I’m an island unto myself.  I’ve felt rejected and neglected for so long and by so many people that I’m just weary of even making the attempt to reach out to people because in the end no matter how hard they proclaim otherwise, people are all basically the same.  I just don’t know how much more disappointment I can or want to endure.  Opening up to people and letting them in is…difficult, scary?  I don’t even know the words and emotions to complete that sentence.

After about three years I finally picked out some furniture for the living room.  It’s going to be more stuff that has to be moved whenever I do move again.

My truck will be paid off next year.  I still want something newer but I think I’m going to wait at least a year, maybe two, before getting a new vehicle.  I kind of want an electric vehicle but I need those prices to come down to something remotely reasonable first.

I blame the media for already making me sick of seeing and hearing about the ice bucket challenge.  Some people are really doing too much.  First off no one is trying to sit through your four minute speech leading up to the dumping.  If your video is longer than 30 seconds then no one outside of close friends or family will bother enduring it.  Seriously about 30 second should be enough to say your name, dump the water, and tag other people to the challenge.  I’m about ready to start tagging people with the boiling hot water challenge.  The bigger issue is that in spite of the staggering increases in donations from last year the whole ice bucket challenge seems like a meme to me and I’m bothered by how much of the money goes to things other than actual ALS research.  But that’s none of my business so I’m going to the next topic.

Seems like a lot of people are following The Fappening, which is what some clever bastard named the latest celebrity nude pics hacking scandal. I’m tired of trying to look around for all of them.  Soon as I get on the trail the pics are taken down.  That’s some bullshit!  Those Jill Scott pics are nice!  I say pics because I believe with eyes, heart, and dick that she’s lying about that titty pic not being her.  I don’t get how some people can even feign being outraged, disappointed, or anything negative about it.  Telling chicks not to store nude/freaky pics on their phones or in the cloud because it might get hacked is like telling people not to drive a car because you might get carjacked.  Really?!  Get the fuck out of here!  I do find it kind of funny that both people who are outraged and her defenders are posting the “stolen” pics to argue their cases.  I don’t think I’ll be buying any of Ms Scott’s music anytime soon (I never bought them before the leak, in my defense) I can say that I’m definitely a fan… of her hips, thighs and titties.  I just wish she posted a backshot and spread eagle beaver shoot.  While I’m happy whenever there’s some security issue that affects the iSheep I hope that it doesn’t discourage women from taking, saving, and ultimately sending me nude/freaky pics of themselves.  What?!

Add the Samsung Galaxy Note Edge to the list of contenders for my next phone.  I’m not sure how practical it is with that screen on the edge of the phone but it looks sweet!

I miss parachute pants.  They were so damn comfy!  I just wish I knew of boxers back then.  That would be the perfect summer time comfort combo.

I also miss chicks wearing those black biker shorts with the neon stripe down the side.  Those used to drive me insane with lust.  

I wish President Obama was a bit more random in scheduling his press conferences.  They always seem to happen at around 11:30 am or 9 pm.  I still don’t watch them.  I still wish he’d lose his temper just once on national TV.  Let the Chicago come out.  Hell let the African come out you know the arrogant, conceited, tongue clicking, wearing hand me down clothes a generation old and still got the nerve to think you’re better than us ‘Mericans because you have five bald headed wives with pendulum titties and a dowry of goats and pigs!  What?!  It’s okay, it’s not like you can be re-elected.

DirecTV and NC don’t seem to mix well.  Too damn many storms that knock out my satellite.  I hope Google Fiber gets here by the time my contract is over next year.  If so I’ll tell both DirecTV and Time Warner cable to suck my dick up until it hiccups!  They can both choke on my vanilla shake.

I’m ready for summer to be over.  This year wasn’t as bad as last year but I’m ready for some cooler weather and to be able to sleep with my window open.  

My dog seems to believe that my bed is either OUR bed or HER bed.  I had some company and as soon as she got up guess who was in my bed claiming her spot?  Yep, Cinnamon.  When she wasn’t trying to lay claim to one side of the bed she was laying in between us cock-blocking like she’s actually my kid.  I kind of felt bad for Cinnamon because I usually kick her out when I have guests.  That dog has some real separation anxiety.  

I’m trying to get Val to follow at least one TV show this fall.  She came up with excuses but she didn’t unilaterally reject me like she does with most things, most of the time.  *frown*  Now to pick a show that we can both follow.  I’m thinking something new so she doesn’t feel lost so I guess I can cross off The Walking Dead, Sleepy Hollow, and The Blacklist.  She already dissed Gotham.  *sigh*  I’m thinking maybe American Horror Story: Freakshow, Z-Nation, or maybe The Flash.  

I’m kind of excited about getting the chance to see my Lions play in person.  

To people who say nothing is impossible I say try slamming a revolving door.

Less than 30 days and counting!  Woohoo!



Author: Freaky Deaky I'm a horny, opinionated, smart-ass, antisocial, introverted, misanthropic, agnostic, nonconformist, free thinking, hedonistic, highly intelligent, and arrogant black man with a dirty mind.