Merry Christmas!

last day of work for the year & I'm still drunk from last night. Holiday tip #1: Tanqueray and oj has held me down for the last month including last night when I slid off to the car for some mid-club delights. Holiday tip #2: if ur gonna use a curl kit, follow the directions on the box. I personally don't have to use one but this dude on the bus next to me looks like his moms got it crackin with Sonic, sad...
Holiday tip #3: don't leave ur Zippo in random girls cars, that's the 2nd one lost in the last 3 months.
Anyways I'm out, bout to take a quick nap on the bus b4 I get to work, I'll holla...

Mr. Irreverent...

I always look forward to this part of my day, Im sitting on the toilet at work dropping bombs (word to Organized Konfusion) and I can't think of anything more rexaxing than stinking up an unoccupied bathroom. Feeling the cold splash of water as the deuce hits the cold toilet water is Nirvana... This moment is ruined when someone else walks in, interupting this serene moment, making my turd tuck in like like a Jehovas Witnesses shirt. I swear I turn into Solid Snake & slip them turds out with precision, one false move & you'll swear it in the middle of The Baghdad fish market during a suicide bombing. I mean it's raw & I'm not trying to be labeled as the dude who set it off in the bathroom, we already have one of those guys here. I gotta run, I think I hear footsteps...

Running On Empty...

Earlier this year, I finally got a job that I actually enjoy. I work in the advertising industry & truly enjoy working on different marketing campaigns for a vast array of clients. As much as I love my jub, getting there is a burden. I ended getting a DUI & have been subjected to the taking public transportation to my job, I work about 15 minutes away by car, but 2 & a half hours by the bus. I have to be at work at 9am but to make it on time, I get up at 5:45 am every day monday thru friday. After putting in my 8 hours, I have the bus ride bike & usually end up getting home at 8:45 pm. Making it worse is that I have stripper homegirls who like to party at my house when they get off of work at 2am. They always come over ready to do the damn & stay with new friends that are ready to go. It's wednesday & they have came over my house 2 days this week & will probably stop by tonight, It's a gift and a curse, all this lack of sleep is starting to catch up with me. Today, I kept dosing off during an important conference call & when I went to go get pancakes from the conference room, I didn't know I dripped syrup all the way from there back to my office. I'm actually struggling to post this blog, but I told myself I'd get back into regularly posting so yeah...
Anyways, I can't wait for the next three weeks, I'm working 4 days next and 2 the following two. If I don't post during that time don't trip, I'm just catching up on sleep. Anyways, drop a comment & let me know that you guys are still checking the blog & my lack of sleep isn't in vain. I'ma go chain smoke & hit the sack, I'll talk about my dirty lungs in my next post, peace...

I've had her/ then had her/ then he's had her/ now we've had her...

gawwd dizzamm is all I can say, this lil broad just came thru and set it off. I know y'all mad cuz I don't take get it crackin flicks anymore cuz that shit was crazy. Tatted up lil broad just made it rain all over me and my bed. Broad squirted like we was on the Bangbros set, bed is soaked, I gotta sleep on the floor tonight. TGIF, 8 hours at the office & then I get to kick it with my future wifey. It's gonna be my 1st time seeing her since her enhancement & I know she ready to show em to the boy. Weekend should be good money, I'll prolly holla, might be back in the blog game, lmao...

Drunk Musings...

nothing like taking a dump and smokingva ciggarette at the same time. Got a dummy sliding thru, bump all that misty eyed talk I was spouting yesterday. Peace...

...

I know I haven't posted in a while, but I felt compelled & what better wat to vent that to thousands of strangers on the net. No matter how many random get it crackin sessions I have, I somehow manage to get attached to one jump-off EVERY time. Strippers always find a way of drawing me in & it's like I'm powerless to treat the situation like it should be treated, I mean it's not like I was taking the broad on dates & it was nothing more than a late night move but IDK... I randomly start feeling this broad but then reality sets in, I'm not the only one making moves on the sides. I swear my double standards are the worst, I'll do my thing, but if I find out one of these random broads is getting it crackin on the side too, I'm coo. SMH. Anyways, I do have a good one on the team & I migt stop playing her to the back 7 see whats really good. Ma got her head on straight & has a good job, same qualities I have, I really need to dip from the fast life for a bit & take a break & see all the amazing things I've been speeding by...

Song Of The Moment:

Radiohead - How To Dissapear Completely (The irony of this song coming on randomly)

Hiding In my Own House...

This girl just randomly came to my house & professed her love for me so I grabbed my laptop & told her I had the runs. I really haven't been doing a great job lately with keeping this due to the hectic pace my life has been going. Like before, here is a giant update of whats been going on...

1. Arnold Swartzenager keeps Terminating: After losing my job in the mortgage industry, I ended up getting a job with the Department of Motor Vehicles as a DRIVING INSTRUCTOR out of all things. If my former employer saw how I drove (inebriated) outside of work, SMH. Anyways, Arnie wouldn't sign the budget causing workers in certain government departments (i.e. DMV) to either resign or accept minimum wage $7.50??? Peace, another victim of The Terminator.

2. Brother Gets Married: Shittttt! Takes the pressure from my parents off of me...

3. New Job!: Once I got over the thrill of being laid off, I decided to shoot my resume out on Monster, after a couple of "modifications" it was ready to go & I began to field offers from prospective employers leading to a call from company X, (I'll be dammed if I reveal where I work after all my exploits I've posted here.) who interviewed me thrice & gave me the green light & telling me that I'd be going thru a three week training period in one of their off site facilities. No problem, I'm thinking I'll be driving just a little out of the way, boy was I wrong. Training was in Berlin...

3. Berlin, Germany. R-Kelly's Playground: Germany was crazy but all I'ma say is I was at the club & I had a 16 year old buy me a beer!?! I don't know if that was OK but it was mad minors in the spot. Anyways, the beer might of led to more than that, might haven't, I'm not trying to be the 2008 Roman Polanski...

Other than that, I've started my new career & so far I'm loving it. I've been sleeping like a newborn everyday after work but was rudely interrupted by someone who apparently loves me. I'll probably have another update on this B.S.

PEACE...

I Just Flew In From Germany...

And boy are my arms tired!

It's been a crazy couple of weeks, I started a new job & training was in Berlin so I've been there for what seems like forever. I'm on my was to a BBQ but will have a full rundown later. Good to be home tho.

Change Of Heart...

I'm tired from the new job & haven't posted in a week so I'ma leave ya'll with my appearance on Change of Heart. Be back tomorrow with updates...







GoldenArmz On Change Of Heart Part 3... - A funny movie is a click away

I Think Most Of The Girls I Kick It With Are Drunks...

These broads always smell like alcohol when they come thru, I swear the one here now is gettin tipsy in my bathroom right as I type this. Gotta roll, it should be a quick one...

You Got Foooldeddd...

F' the Orkin man, this how we get down.

Eating Out Of The Trash, Not A Good Look...

Last night I had this girl come thru to cook me dinner & have drinks. While she's cooking, I decide to have a little taste of whiskey to pass the time. I figured it would give her an incentive to "catch up" and hit the bottle heavy but the shit backfired cuz by the time shes done, I'm drunk. Ol girl brings me my plate which I ran thru like Michael Jackson at chuck E cheese & proceeded to grab 2 more tacos b4 they were all gone. She had about a half a cup of a drink I made her b4 we slid off into my room for get it crackin time. The whole time, I'm thinking about those 1 & a half tacos that I left on the counter (murdered half of one b4 sliding off) & as soon as I achieved my sexy time explosion, I dipped off to the kitchen to finish the rest of the tacos. When I walked in, I didn't see my plate so I'm searching like a madman. Fridge, nope. Microwave, old chili. Stove? Fuck! Where is my plate??? My cousin had just left right b4 I dipped off to the room so I go grab my phone & call him and ask him if he saw the plate (or ate my tacos which woulda let to some smoke in the city >:-x I was on one, them tacos were the truth.) & son hits me with some murderous news, he threw the tacos in the trash. At that moment, I felt like I had taken a rusty butter knife to the kidneys & proceeded to look for any leftovers. NONE! WHY? I'm freakin drunk & have been thinking about these tacos for the last hour (that's all me playa, no viagra needed) & now they're gone??? Now I've been in the kitchen for about 15 minutes, totally forgetting about ol girl in my room trying to come up with some solution. During my despair, I'm struck with curiosity. I look into the trash can & the tacos are somewhat disheveled, but mostly sitting on a pennysaver which I threw away right b4 ol girl rolled thru. After closer inspection, I see there is other stuff in the trash & the tacos do have chocolate rice krispies & toaster shavings (??? I have no idea) mixed in somehow, but they are giving off a delicious aura from inside the trash can. I'm thinking ewww they're in the trash but my drunken logic takes over, if I put hot sauce on em, I can kill all the germs & drown out the taste of the the toaster shavings x coco crispy collab. I grab my trusty bottle of Tapatio & proceed to douse them while still in the trash can before taking a massive bite of the most delicious thing I have ever eaten. Unbeknownst to me, the girl who I hadn't seen in the last 30-40 minutes had been watching me since the moment I grabbed the hot sauce. & blurted out "did you just eat out of the refuse bin?!?" (She's Australian.) Her tiny, accented voice filled with shock & disgust & I turn around with my mouth full of taco, toaster shavings & coco krispies & mumble out something about dropping my contact in the trash but having the taco in my hand as I was looking. She then asks why I was pouring hot sauce in the can which stumped me for a split second, but then proceeded to come up with the must off the wall/genius answer ever. I said with a straight face, "If I pour hot sauce into the trash can, it will go into my contact like a bowl & will help me find it immediately." I don't know how, but this answer worked! She said that was smart of me & went back in my room to chill. Now I'm sitting here like WTF just happened??? I just ate out of the trash & got caught by a girl I just had sex with only to have the dumbest excuse in history get me off? I gotta be one cold mutha fucks which got me hype right b4 I went back in the room for round two.

Cold thing is, she gave me a kiss (tongue down, owww)on the way out. One cold mutha fucka...

Artist Of The Week: System Of A Down

I can't get enough of these fucking guys (pause) as they have been damn near the only thing I have listened to every day in the last two months. They've been on hiatus since their last record (Hypnotize - 2005, which wasn't the best note to leave off on) but after 5 studio albums & much unreleased material, there is an abundance of music to keep you in rockin for a while.

Favorite record is either Hypnotize or Toxicity depending on which one I put on 1st...




Science/Aerials



Psycho



Revenga



This Cocaine Makes Me Feel Like I'm On This Song

Strippers vs. Pornstars...

[Random shit alert]

I've dealt with both in the last couple of weeks & strippers get the win in my books off the strength of their generosity (no problems with spending money on you), honesty (they admit to their profession)& late light availability(gotta love them late night calls). Porn stars are always tired % like to keep their occupation in the dark. As a porn connoisseur, I can spot an "actress" a mile away but these girls have the nerve to tell me they're massage therapists & dental assistants. I saw all of your flicks ma, you're definitely taking liberties with those titles.

[Random shit alert has been concluded, you are now being sent back to your normally scheduled blog]

I was in a wedding this weekend, word of advice; never bring a date over 28, smh.
To be continued...

Song of The Day: Psychedelic Furs - Love My Way

The Big Boot...

[I'm bent as I type this, pardon my back on some killa season ish.)
As much as I get it crackin, it doesn't always go down. I had these two broads come thru & get ultra bent but weren't tryin to do the damn after doin the most. Me & my cousin Tay were like F it & gave em the heave ho. You ain't gotta go home, but you gotta get the hell out. Erased.

Back at it again tomorrow tho, I'll keep ya'll posted...

Relationship Consulting = Getting What You Want Out Of Life / Getting It Crackin'

I figured I'd share my consulting services with the readers of my blog since this is an aspect of my life. I'll make an advice post once every month to help you navigate through the dating world/relationship issues.

Low confidence? Don't know how to approach the opposite sex? Tired of lonely nights? Ready to take your relationship to the next level? We can help... Relationship Consulting has a highly trained & skilled staff who will change your lonely nights to something you could only imagine being available to A-List celebrities. Interested? Ready to take the next step? Leave a comment...

1st Tat...

Coming sooner than a virgin getting it crackin'™ with Alexis Texas...

Days Of Out Lives,,,

I realize that I haven't posted anything for a while now so Ima just give everyone a quick synopsis of whats transpired this past month.

1. San Diego: Was there for 4th of july weekend, went to club envy & ended up getting it crackin'™ with 2 girls that night. Next day, I got a ticket for having an open container on the beach & have to go down there next month to do community service. (Kinda cool cuz SD is the TRUTH)

2. Pregnancy Scare: About 2 weeks B4 heading down to SD, I got it crackin'™ with a regular hangout & no condom was used. I mean my fadeaway game is like MJ in his prime but that didn't stop me from getting a call from ol' girl @ 7:30am talking about her period is late by a couple days. Now I'm at work with the bubbleguts & everything I said in my post about my lil cousin went out the window, I'm not ready for a kid now =( Anyways what seemed like an eternity finally ended & she told me the news [Jay-Z] M.J./Him Jay/Fadeaway Perfect [Jay-Z] Back in the game 8-)

3. Espy Afterparty @ the Cabana Club: Even b4 I walked in it was on & poppin, I heard this girl whisper to her friends, "Is that Darius? I always thought he was cute." Copped. There were so many bad ones in there & I manuvered thru the crowd with the precision of Jeff Gordon. Pit stops at the bar & I was back at it, mad bad ones added to the phone & a slide off to the whip to do the damn then back in the club choppin it up with Owen Wilson? Yeah this night was official,,,

4. Vegas Summer Pro League: On top of the world @ the Mandaly Bay, thats what my room felt like. Penthouse suite, pool table, conference room, 2 jacuzzis & a killer view of the strip? Added with the fact that I was asked for my autograph every 10 minutes, (I'm 6-8 & been getting my workout on the last couple of months) you know it went down. I wish I had worked harder, NBA life is crazy...

5. Finding Out My Ex Has Cancer: I really haven't talked to her since we broke up in early Feb. but she hit me up at like 1:30am when I had one posted up at the house. After making a couple Solid Snake moves with my phone to the bathroom (I'm thinkin that I could hit the other one with the Hollywood Shuffle & bag 2 in one night) & call her back. I had my mind set on one thing & was completely taken aback, she proceded to choke up & told me she has cervical cancer. She goes into her 2nd surgery August 6th, I'll be praying for her as she still means alot to me.

Anyways, this month gets 4 1/2 high fives out of 5 & I still got a couple of days left. I'll be sure to get back on the regular updates, holla...

Im In Downtown San Diego Lookin' For A Bust Down...

>That'll make me throw my two arms up, Touchdown.

Back at it again tonight, I'll holla...

F****D Up Weekend & It Hasn't Even Started Yet...

I'm supposed to be on my way to Vegas right now but due to pressing issues, I'm sitting at home. I mean damn, why is it when you feel like you're done taking a crap, another giant turd comes out of nowhere & keeps you on the toilet. With no solid plans & 95% of my boys heading out, I'm already envisioning my 4th hugged up with a regular. I mean damn, what is this world coming to? I should be drunk & filling random girls heads with lies somewhere far far away from home. Honestly I should have seen this coming, I recently had to back out of the WSOP, lost my Ipod & phone & the cleaners doesn't know where my favorite suit is. I mean I'll probably end up pullin off a last minute miracle but if I dont, expect pics of me hugged up looking real dissapointed.

I'm remaining optimistic tho...

Song Of The Moment:

Tears For Fears - I Believe (Pause for all the shirtless moments in the vid)

Shameless Plug #1: Last.fm

Greatest thing ever, I took some time to listen to the radio station they created for me & all I can say is WOW! It amazes me, they play a vast variety of all of my favorite songs from all genres, even ones I haven't played in months. When my stationed played Gino Vannelli - To The War & then transitioned to Soundgarden - Black Hole Sun & then finished off with Organized Konfusion - Thirteen, I lost it. After that, I had to add my radio station to this blog, it represents me perfectly. Only complaints are the versions of Jack Jones' Love Boat Theme & Benny Mardones' Into The Night. The Love Boat Theme uses an alternate melody & takes away from the songs feel & Into The Night, damn. Benny Mardones' voice is horrible now & they decided to represent this song with a live version from 2000, travesty done to the studio version. Other than these two missteps, I haven't encountered any other problems.

Anyways, go check em out & get your own profile. It's a good way to discover new artists you'll probably enjoy (Todd Rundgren, King Crimson, etc...) & it connects you with users of similar tastes. If I could find a girl who shared 75% of my musical tastes, I'm marrying her ASAP on some ol Vegas drive thru chapel type stuff. It's that serious... www.last.fm

P.S. Tell me what you think of my station, (Jokes or Commendations welcomed) I'll co-sign for 95% of the music played & if something interests you, let me know. I'll gladly point you in the right direction...

http://www.last.fm/user/goldenarmz97

Ass Backwards...

You ever feel like you're doing things at the absolute wrong time? Things like trying to get a girlfriend during the summer, wearing white after labor day, going camping after hearing about the man eating lion in the woods? For me, it isn't that extreme but for the last two months I've been growing a beard. Now every dude at one point in life wants to grow a beard to assert his manhood & show how rugged he really is despite how into fashion & electronics he may be. Theres nothing like walking into a room with a full beard & having people assume that you can handle any problems that may arise. (Truth is, you have a hard time changing light bulbs & don't know what a Phillip's screwdriver is.)

Now that the reasons behind the beard have been established, let's talk about timing. If you don't plan on incorporating it into your look, it's ideal for dudes to grow their beards from the end of October to the beginning of February. A good full beard usually takes about a month & a half to grow (unless you're some type of freak show that wakes up on some ZZ top type stuff, or a 25 year old still waiting for puberty to run it's course.) & it's usually good to have a girlfriend when you partake on your journey. It's established, guys think beards are the coolest things ever but girls? THEY HATE BEARDS! I was looking at a Playboy article (seriously, lol) & I think the numbers were like 88% of the women surveyed would rather get it crackin with a clean shaven guy rather that an Al Borelin lookalike. You remember Al from Home Improvement, that dude had a killer beard, but was always getting shut down by the ladies, so you probably want to go into this with an established situation. I attempted to grow one last March & the girl I was dealing with hated it, I got past the 5o'clock shadow stage & cut it due to her bitching. I could have let it kept growing, but it gets hot out here in Cali early & them joints itch when the weather warms up. You also don't wanna miss out on partaking in late night summer festivities because the ladies aren't feeling your beard. (This doesn't apply to everyone, ima have my beard this summer but I'm a veteran when it comes to dealing with the ladies so its all good, lol)

I'ma keep ya'll updated on how my summer goes with this fly ass beard im sportin' yaddamean??? lol

Brian Wilson: Surf's Up

Leonard Bernstein expressed his admiration for the song during the television special:

“ There is a new song, too complex to get all of first time around. It could come only out of the ferment that characterizes today's pop music scene. Brian Wilson, leader of the famous Beach Boys, and one of today's most important musicians, sings his own 'Surf's Up.' Poetic, beautiful even in its obscurity, 'Surf's Up' is one aspect of new things happening in pop music today. As such, it is a symbol of the change many of these young musicians see in our future. ”


A masterpiece...

A.W.O.L.

Being the type of person that's always doing something, Its always nice to take some time to yourself & chill out. With the 4th coming up combined with a couple of late summer trips, I felt it was a good time to dissapear. When my cousin asked me to watch his 2 year old son, I figured this would be a good week to do take a sabbatical of sorts, no clubs, parties, dates (had one late night hangout, sue me) or internet. (Besides email & a quick browse, lol.) I also wanted the chance to see how it would be to have a son & how tough the daily duties are, I am getting older & figure that I have a couple of active years left before I settle down & get the family thing rolling. Watching lil man was cool, but dude is hyper as hell & I see why they call it the terrible 2's. I knew I was in for it when I asked him what movie he wanted to watch & his little voice uttered out "Grindhouse, I like scary movies." I'm shocked, but I put it on & dude was hype, & kept calling the girl with the gun leg his girlfriend. (LOL) The second shock came after I took him to get ice cream, he had his come & a fly kept buzzing around his face. The next thing I heard was "FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING FLY BOOTY HEAD BITCH!" screamed at the top of his little lungs. Now I'm sitting outside of the Baskin Robbins & everyone turns & looks at him, then look at me. I then push the ice cream cone in lil mans mouth & tell the bewildered patrons that he got that from the bad kid at daycare & got the hell outta dodge before someone called child protective services.

All & all, it was a challenging, but good week & I proved to myself that I could handle having a child of my own. I didn't know he would be a horror movie afficinado with the mouth of a sailor & an eye for the ladies, but I love the little guy and miss him already. I'll see him soon tho & this week should be crazy, heading out to Vegas wednesday. You already know...

Artist Of The Week: Gino Vannelli

You know he's dope just off the strength of the curly mullet & the chest hair, check him out...

Odd weekend BTW: I'll go into depth when I sober up, lol.

Internet. Serious Business...

Don't you love internet beef?

Zone Out...

Song Of The Moment:

Jefferson Airplane - White Rabbit

Hands Off...

I got a call this morning from a girl I'm quite fond of & she told me she's coming to see me. Awesome right? Hell'z yeah bra, the girl is mad sexy & a former prom queen. [Max B]OWWWWWWW[Max B] What makes this situation different is that she lives out of state & she is going to be staying with me for a couple of days. I immediately thought of a couple things I needed to do, #1 clean the bathroom, #2 holla at a couple "team members" & hit em with a good story on why I won't be available this weekend & #3, stop jacking off. Yeah I just said masturbating, number 3 is damn near part of my daily routine just like showering & going to work is. Nothing gets you more focused for the day than dropping the kids off at the pool, you go into work relaxed & with a clear head. (No pun intended, LMAO) Why I'm going on hiatus is when I have vagina accessible to me 24/7, I turn into a super perv. I'm not gonna lie, I'm quite the perv, but when I have someone around me 24/7 who's with it, I'ma go anytime & anywhere. I'm a vagina hypebeast, I'd camp out for some deadstock cooch...
So I gotta stop right now, I dont wanna wake up Monday & have my balls lookin like an empty pillowcase, all empty & leant to the left. I wanna have kids someday, so I'ma have to sacrifice a couple of sessions to preserve the family line...


Song of The Day:

Juelz Santana - Down

Intense Training

I know summer is here & all you ladies & gents are trying to get right by working out. I myself have actually started working out but I'm pretty sure none of us have anything on my dude Thundarr...

Drunk Dialing...

Is what I was doing last night & the reason I'm not at work today. (Hopefully my boss doesn't read this crap.) I figured since the Lakers were getting blasted, so would I. At halftime, I cracked open the Smirnoff & attempted to drink away the pain of watching my team get embarrassed. After my 6th shot, I forgot all about my bummy Lakers & proceeded to get my drunk text on. Drunk dialing (& texting) is a beautiful thing when you are inebriated, but definitely unappreciated the next day. I hit 5 different people up before somebody slid thru & had to deal with my alcohol flavored slobber. (lol) When I woke up from from my inebriation, I had all types of broads a sober Darius wouldn't want to deal with. Six, Crazy, Annoying, & Boring all hit me up talking about we should hang out today. Six gets no love anytime before 12am, Crazy is gonna think I want to start a relationship, Annoying is not seeing any type of return call & she'll probably blow me up for the rest of the week & Boring makes me want to kill myself when she isn't drunk. Boring, on the other hand has the breasts of an AVN award winner so I'll probably be getting her liqueured up tonight. Anyways, I'm still woozy from last night (damn idiots kept calling me this morning) so I'ma get some food & go back to sleep. I'll holla later about this damn SoCal weather...


Song of The Moment:

Wu Tang Clan - Bring Da Rukus

Designated Party Time?

After graduating from college, I haven't had to ahdere to a set schedule, but as the housing market went, so did my job. I wasn't in bad shape, I was given a severance package & began collecting unemployment but I knew I'd have to start looking for a new job. I wasn't afraid of doing something new, I just couldn't see myself having a monday thru friday, 9-5 type job. Being a manager of a lending company, I was afforded the freedom to come & go which honestly gave me alot of time to go out & party. For all you weekend partygoers, I don't know how your city is, but I live in Los Angeles & it always seemed like the best parties took place during the week. Industry parties, porn parties, album listening parties, parties just for the hell of it, I usually had a better time at these functions if they took place during the week. In my experience, the people who go out during the week are usually low-life, spoiled degenerates who don't have to worry about money or their future, the perfect people to party with. It's also less crowded, meaning you don't have to worry about the 5-3, 185 pound girl knocking a drink out of your hand. In a tightly packed club, she can look like the meteor from armagaddeon ready to collide & throw you out of orbit. (It's happened more than once, smh.) You also have the weekend party girls who are there "just to get out the house." It's like they are automatically in defense mode, I'll walk in their direction & get hit with "we aren't here to talk to guys, just dance." I'm thinkin to myself, you dizzy broad, you don't see the bathroom is right behind you, you're lucky I gotta hurry up & get this stain out my shirt. (Fat broad got me again, smh.) Now that I work for the DMV, I gotta deal with all this crap. I swear, as soon as this money funds, I'm out. (Hopefully it's by 4th of July weekend, I'ma stay in Vegas way past my original departure date.) I'm getting too old for the weekend party scene, although saturday night was quite memorable. (Pornstar takedowns For The Win...) Anyways, get out there & party it up on a wednesday night for me, you'll thank me.

P.S. Game 6 tomorrow in Boston is gonna be a tough one, leading to my song of the day.

Let's Go LAKERS!!!

Guns & Roses - Welcome To The Jungle

Arrgh!!!

That's the exact sound I uttered as I watched Sasha Vujacic flail his arms while Ray "I look like an extra from I Robot" Allen drove past him & put game 4 of the NBA finals out of reach for the LA Lakers. I was at Staples to witness this devestating moment 1st hand & real tears of anger & dissapointment. I don't think I've ever been on the other side of such a momumental comeback & as Kevin Harlan says, "all the life was sucked out the arena." Honestly, I've been in a daze these last 2 days due to the game making me ask the question, "Is it really just a game?" We as fans don't get paid, but we continue to invest so much in our beloved teams, for any die hard, it goes much deeper that just a simple game. I honestly hate Boston (or any other team for that matter) when we (the Los Angeles Lakers) play them & that feeling remains until we dispose of them. When we can't send the opposing team away with a loss, it feels like a small part of me dies & I can't watch ESPN until the next game. With that said, I'm looking forward to sunday's game to see what these dudes are made of.

I'm out, GO LAKERS!!!

Song Of The Day

Rage Against The Machine - Killing In The Name Of

Shoulda Been Updated...

Yeah yeah, I know I seemed really misty eyed last time I checked in & its true. I had recently went thru a home invasion robbery & a breakup with someone who had been in & out of my life for 3+ years. I'm not gonna front, the robbery drove me closer to her & I was using most of my energy to get her back. (Which didn't work BTW) After the situation finally came to an end, I began to come back to who I was & finally got back to being me. (Which is a hell of a lot more fun than lying around my house miserable wating for my phone to ring, smh. Gettin It Crackin > Being Misty Eyed) Besides all that crap, I've been to Rosarito twice & going to Vegas soon to play in the World Series of Poker. I also have a couple big pickups that I will show off soon, like Cam said, It's gonna be a hot summer...

BTW: Go Lakers, I'll be at game 4 tomorrow =)

Song of the day

Pink Floyd - Welcome To The Machine