tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60551471972024822662024-03-14T08:40:51.074-04:00Beagle Daily7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-1068170021724479312009-02-04T13:09:00.004-05:002009-02-04T13:23:51.212-05:00SUPERBOWL SHIRT SAVES THE WORLD?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPtq1B8PCFP0ENcOv-SG7wfXBkRqBn5LdOQ2XGQxthmzl7eny1QcVbBAtYrQSip3uLToUeRkteZIFmhiYZfB5Ku2uX-XGUL_PYDxeDOO0R97kT15V4mH_ExwAKmONCJp-UkzVm9cJ87nk/s1600-h/card2.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299009256632904658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPtq1B8PCFP0ENcOv-SG7wfXBkRqBn5LdOQ2XGQxthmzl7eny1QcVbBAtYrQSip3uLToUeRkteZIFmhiYZfB5Ku2uX-XGUL_PYDxeDOO0R97kT15V4mH_ExwAKmONCJp-UkzVm9cJ87nk/s320/card2.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAaqxqfgGtoTkFhy5jkHOMbWdJpdEI9HptfqeIqLVbNIIuGrl38XGWLUyLVKIqpEm7oCDqdAsn4vr79BJfC7H5MKgZee6qSHVXeDSMJU3Zjnw1voSgZASnIcf7quuI2kQpMyqiH3JTG2g/s1600-h/card1.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299009251600032354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAaqxqfgGtoTkFhy5jkHOMbWdJpdEI9HptfqeIqLVbNIIuGrl38XGWLUyLVKIqpEm7oCDqdAsn4vr79BJfC7H5MKgZee6qSHVXeDSMJU3Zjnw1voSgZASnIcf7quuI2kQpMyqiH3JTG2g/s320/card1.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Ok - been a long time since I wrote, but finally something caught my attention that I could vent about.</div><br /><div></div><div>If you take a look at the pics, you will notice a wonderfully bright new Superbowl 43 Champions T-Shirt. Looks so wonderful in the factory, doesnt it? So white, crisp, and clean...</div><div></div><br /><div>OH WAIT... did you catch it? Me being a Steelers fan, I caught it right away... The Cardinals DID NOT WIN Superbowl 43.</div><div></div><br /><div>So a researching I went and here is what I found...</div><div></div><br /><div>1,000s of T-shirts and hats are pre-printed before the game. Makes perfect sense, right? I mean the players need to wear them to celebrate, and fans at the game need to buy them on the way out. </div><div></div><br /><div>The losing team, however, the shirts are never heard from again. They are actually never seen by the US public. Turns out, the NFL donates the pre-printed shirts and hats to an organization called world vision. They then whisk the items away to 3rd world countries and clothe thousands of people with the losing team's apparel. Nice.</div><div></div><br /><div>Now, dont get me wrong, donations are wonderful, but heres what irks me...</div><div></div><br /><div>The security around these shirts are EXTREMELY tight. The organization doesnt want anyone to get their hands on the gear, out of fear they will be re-sold for higher profits on eBay.</div><div></div><br /><div>WAIT A MINUTE... doesnt THAT make more sense?</div><div></div><br /><div>Why doesnt the organization sell the shirts (what they can) on eBay and make MORE MONEY? Which in turns buy more food, more clean water, perhaps MORE clothes that cost less, since they wouldnt be NFL printed logo merchandise???</div><div></div><br /><div>They could even tap further markets by having the shirts re-ran through the printing press and add things to the original design... make things say "Almost Champions" or "Superbowl Champions... NOT!"</div><div></div><br /><div>See what Im saying?</div><div></div><br /><div>And then, the needy people in third world countries, who are probably basking in the sun of the desert can stop staring at the guy handing them a t-shirt oddly, when all they really want is some sunscreen and a twinkie.</div></div>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-32207780324682008672008-10-23T10:40:00.002-04:002008-10-23T10:44:27.765-04:00WHAT NOT TO DO IN A POOR ECONOMY<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFXI_oJBEcI8FBkG8v6mJDOaECSccS8lF_aIsHRmc4lvUo9lW5WySFVof5YNd6St6AV0uSC3zDwxD3ohAHZNWwe2oJ6kfjt4br4Kl_SnIeKDxCZ01ijav7iqsd3m_wBlwi8-FbmR8fhaw/s1600-h/2159420427.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260360103408221906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFXI_oJBEcI8FBkG8v6mJDOaECSccS8lF_aIsHRmc4lvUo9lW5WySFVof5YNd6St6AV0uSC3zDwxD3ohAHZNWwe2oJ6kfjt4br4Kl_SnIeKDxCZ01ijav7iqsd3m_wBlwi8-FbmR8fhaw/s400/2159420427.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Top Ten Things NOT To Do In A Poor Economy</span></strong><br /><br />Times are rough. Let’s face it. Stocks are selling and the market is shakier than a bunch of epileptics in a canoe. With this guide of what NOT to do, you should be alright. Enjoy:<br /><br />10: Panic. That’s right, don’t panic. Don’t get all superman and jump off a building or out a window in hopes that instant death is the cure. There’s always a way out, there’s always hope, and if you’re like me, you have a family that needs you. Even in rough times, 2 low paying salaries are still better than 1, so stick around and don’t panic.<br /><br />9: Sell. Yep, you heard it here… keep your money invested. The cycle of the economy is actually built to your advantage. While it’s not fun to watch your resources dwindle down to 30%, then 40%, then 50% of what it once was, it will come back. The one thing I can guarantee you is that if you sell, it won’t come back. Ever. You need to ride it out to rebound.<br /><br />8: Save. Stop hording your cash. Don’t leave it under a mattress; don’t leave it in a savings account making 19 cents a month. Now is the time to throw it all in a nice mutual fund or some safe stocks that are on the low. Need some tips? Transportation, healthcare, beverage companies, etc… These will all be around for ages. The world needs all of them to survive.<br /><br />7: Budget Like A Maniac. OK – this is touchy. Budgets are a necessity, in any lifestyle. Good economy or bad economy. But what I mean is, don’t take away every little ounce of happiness you have to try and make it all work. You need a $6.00 latte everyday? Fine. I’m not going to tell you to quit, but maybe get a smaller size everyday. Maybe just get one every other day. But don’t depress yourself by starving your cravings dry.<br /><br />6: Ignore Coupons. People PLEASE!!!! If there was a dollar bill on the street, would you walk by it? We get coupons every Sunday. Clip them, use them. I average $40-$50 savings per week using coupons and finding where I can maximize their potential (ie- double or triple coupon locations). Clip them don’t be ashamed. If you see someone staring at you as you shuffle through them in the store, give them a look roll your eyes, mumble “I cant believe someone wouldn’t use coupons,” and give a little sarcastic laugh with a head nod.<br /><br />5: Wait for the holidays. The crunch comes in no time flat. Right now, it’s October. I have my list already, I have some people already shopped for and crossed off. Before you know it, December is here. Get the list done in little increments rather than all at once, and you rack up a $1,000 Best Buy or Target bill!<br /><br />4: Live in the un-green house. We’ve all heard of going green, right? Well, I don’t really think of the environment too much, but I think of saving the green, as in cash. I shut of all lights when not in use. I power down power strips, I shut registers to vents in rooms not in use, I cut corners everywhere in my house to save a nickel and dime here and there. Do it… IT WORKS!<br /><br />3: Keep your credit stagnant. If you have credit card bills, seek out an easier way. See if you can move that balance to a new card/bank with 0% interest. Anything you can do to NOT pay interest, or pay lower interest is your best bet right now. Move your credit around. Talk to your banks for lower rates. See if re-financing your mortgage right now for LESS TIME, and LOWER PAYMENTS is possible… YES, it really might be. A 30 year mortgage taken out 3 or 4 years ago at 6.5 % will have MUCH higher payments than a new 15 year mortgage at 5.75% - research it and switch it.<br /><br />2: Hold off that big purchase. Thinking about a new car or major re-construction on the home? DO IT! Why wait until prices, costs, and interest rates rise back up? Do it now and get the best deal you can. Car dealerships are practically throwing cars at you. Construction costs are at an all time low. Just do it, and pay all you can. Remember this though… construction on a home ADDS equity. Buying a new car lessens it. Nothing depreciates faster than a shiny new car… but if you need or want one badly enough, go for it now, strike while the iron is hot.<br /><br />1: And I Mean this… it really is the number one thing to NOT DO!!!! Never, under almost 100% circumstances, switch your job. No matter what is thrown your way. If you have company loyalty of more than one year, KEEP IT! Statistics have shown that when a company lays people off, the first considerations go to NEW employees. Loyalty actually does count for something in this day and age. Now, nothing is guaranteed, but why roll the dice? Employment change during poor economic times should only be done under drastic circumstances (including being laid off). If you have less than one year history with a company, change if a good opportunity is thrown your way. But otherwise, stick it out until better times. Your company might reward you for it. The new one, might say “well, we lasted long without this person, they’ve only been here a month, lets get rid of them before we take out any other people with bigger severance packages and unemployment bills.” </div>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-8788865725142906012008-10-06T16:08:00.005-04:002008-10-23T10:40:44.935-04:00Because I'm A Fat Bastard....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyyC2cW_mtw3jCYC6B-WSf1rEZ8cqMhizHRry30gId1N86jNKoHAZYv7lEcg3Ox4K3d2twXsjMOEZxI2ZaXR-9JqzReVJF9gahZJ6F53P4ddnfgXu9SyhI9FsL5tAeYX8sMLdLcT0hoQ0/s1600-h/karatemart1_2019_976585.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254139078591354738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyyC2cW_mtw3jCYC6B-WSf1rEZ8cqMhizHRry30gId1N86jNKoHAZYv7lEcg3Ox4K3d2twXsjMOEZxI2ZaXR-9JqzReVJF9gahZJ6F53P4ddnfgXu9SyhI9FsL5tAeYX8sMLdLcT0hoQ0/s400/karatemart1_2019_976585.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>OK - Im not morbidly obese... but I'm up there. I really only want to get in shape for one reason... my health. I don't feel like suffering a few heart attacks or yield my food intake due to diabetes somewhere down the road. </div><div><div></div><br /><div>I'm a fairly out of shape 32 year old who just gets really bored of running on a treadmill or working out or you know... all that faddy stuff that just never takes.</div><div></div><div></div><div>I could count points on what I eat, or I can cut out carbs, or I can just wish I was dead while sucking down a rice cake and another bottle of water.</div><div></div><br /><div>But really. REALLY???? I know theres one real formula for EVER losing weight. Calorie intake is less than caloric input. Add in a few extra things like starving yourself WILL NEVER work, and you need proper nutrition to ... well ... LIVE, I devised a simple plan.</div><div></div><br /><div>I am now a student of the Martial Arts.</div><div></div><br /><div>Yes people in web-land... I am on my way to registering myself as a lethal weapon. I figured quite a few things...</div><div></div><br /><div>1 - Its actually a fitness program with real goals (or belts). </div><div>2 - Its a lot of fun</div><div>3 - Its strict and the instructors like to push you</div><br /><div></div><div>Put it together with a nice, clean diet, and VIOLA! I should be Brad Pitt in no time flat.</div><br /><div>I have to tell you that if you are considering this, there are also other things that make this so much fun...</div><div></div><br /><div>I convinced my wife to start classes with me. I get that people work out with their significant other, but I never really "got it." It's fun to see her sparring with me or practicing blocks or really working hard next to me trying to bang out 100 jumping jacks. It really makes me see my wife in an entirely new light. I see her out there having fun and really getting into it, and it once again makes me feel how lucky I am. Not only do I get to work out, aim for losing my keg (where my 6-pack abs should be), learn a terrific sport/skill, but I have someone in my life who actually dedicated a lot of her extra time to spend it with me, doing this. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>What more could I ask for? Except my black belt, I guess.</div><div></div><br /><div>Soon enough, I am sure!!!!!!!!!!!!</div><div></div></div>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-83147440908630913282008-09-24T09:36:00.003-04:002008-09-24T09:48:34.430-04:00Sometimes... it's just "good"<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Theres</span> a point in life where you can turn around and just be sad. Whether it's family, work, not getting the right trinket give-away at a local <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Gamestop</span>, or whatever...<br /><br />We've all been there, I am sure. You have a cloud hanging over you and there's just a feeling of malaise, and no explanation of why. Although maybe you do know why, and you have no control over it.<br /><br />It happens, and unfortunately, I've felt it. But you know what....<br /><br />This morning, whilst taking a shower, I got to peek out of my steamy mist-filled glass doors to see my youngest dog <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">hangin</span>' out on the bathroom floor.<br /><br />Waiting. And then keeping himself busy by... chasing his tail. And while that may seem dumb, and I am almost 100% sure that it's pointless, I got to watch him and enjoy the fact that he... this 4 legged <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">freak</span> of nature is in my life. Which opened a flood of overwhelming joy in the realization that I am ENTITLED to have him. I have a house, a loving wife, a job... she has a job, we have another dog, and we CAN have them. Make sense? All in all, the realization that even whilst life throws <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">curveballs</span> at you - for anything - there needs to be a moment like this in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">everyones</span> life when you stop and say....<br /><br />"I have all of this" ... "Do I have the right to be sad?" ... "Is whats bringing me down, validation enough to slow down my smiling and enjoyment of this ride we call life?"<br /><br />PROBABLY NOT!<br /><br />As Morgan Freeman said in The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Shawshank</span> Redemption... "Get busy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">livin</span>' or get busy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">dyin</span>'!"<br /><br />I chose to smile today... because my dog chased his tail. And for that one act of sheer stupidity, I love him more today than I did yesterday.7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-88283497556079735442008-09-18T09:49:00.005-04:002008-09-18T10:18:15.649-04:00The B.R.A.K.E. Award Induction!Welcome! Welcome to my 1st ever BRAKE AWARDS!<br /><br />You might be asking... what is the BRAKE Award?<br /><br />And here is the answer you seek:<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Belligerent</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Road-raging</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A$$<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">inine</span></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Khaki<br />Exhibitionist</span></strong><br /><br />I have noticed that there are many of you people out there, and here it is... your time to shine.<br /><br />My award to you is your license plate, car description, and every stupid thing I think you have done on the road to annoy me, and fellow drivers around you.<br /><br />I will also try and grab a pic every now and then to prove these are real events.<br /><br />Let's get started, shall we?<br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">CONGRATULATIONS NEW YORK PLATE <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">EHF</span>-9166 - Here is you:</span></strong></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247363230664728674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_OR3woI-0KI_tqwYj02B4jWapDb_HHr1MqyHm9xg-8ZTLFdUQiYuRvWyn1yoxsBnjMwrok5o_dgMG1Rm3SOFXiNQR7pvVIzEDTXPlhZxYzUj53InQblM-_II8Q8od4A9-JQvMHF5UVzw/s400/0918080822.jpg" border="0" /><br />This morning, on my way in, I was seated nicely in traffic at a slow, yet steady pace. Creeping along past an on-coming merge lane, I see you approaching.<br /><br />Now, I am near the end of the merge lane - there were no more dotted lines, and pretty much no more room to spare in the on ramp you were in.<br /><br />But.. did you care? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">OHHHHH</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">NOOOOOOOOOOOOO</span>!!!!! Why would you? The road is yours and you of course, are a force to be dealt with. You not only felt that getting ahead of ONE extra car to sit in traffic would be worth the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">aggravation</span> to those around you, but you ALSO insisted on letting your right front tire creep up onto the curb to make sure you do it.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">BRAVOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO</span>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />My hat really comes off to you, pal... but should we stop there?<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Naaaaaa</span> - I knew you were gonna do it. Not only did you "conquer" me and my entire lane of traffic, but you blasted your way into the left lane, just seconds after getting in front of me.<br /><br />This was funny because now, I sat next to you.. I can see you in your car with your slicked back hair and I got to watch you; the "King of the Parkway" puff on his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">cigarette</span> for a bit. Then I got to watch you tailgate for a bit. Speed up, slam on the brakes. Speed up... you get the point. Disrupting the steady flow behind you, you had no care in the world.<br /><br />I got to watch you get stuck at a standstill as the right lane started moving... and then I saw you weave in and out in my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">rear-view</span> mirror trying to make up those few extra seconds lost by poor lane <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">decisioning</span>. You my friend, suck as a driver.<br /><br />I also cite you for driving one of the worst looking cars EVER in production.<br /><br />Now <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">dont</span> get me wrong... the NEW (or even older than 2000) Audi A6 is lovely, and I admire Audi's precision and performance, however... let's be honest. Your Audi A6 was the worst year of production for Audi. It has a big bubbly butt looking rear-end, and seems to appear like a 400 pound fat circus chick riding a unicycle.<br /><br />I will give you a fair deal and assume it was a 2004, since that was the last year of the bubbly butt model. But even then, your car has a measly 220 horses under the hood. It looks like a grandpa car, and you have it in a grandpa color... Silver? You could have gone one step further to embarrass yourself and just be driving the champagne colored bubble butt mobile. But you have no right to try and be fast or aggressive... by no means is that car meant to look cool in. In any way. At all. Not a chance.<br /><br />But I digress....<br /><br />You rule brother! And your driving skills... EXCEPTIONAL. Keep up the great work, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">you're</span> a pleasure to share the road with!<br /><br />CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR AWARD!!!!7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-82491546485459032652008-09-16T16:56:00.003-04:002008-09-18T10:16:31.659-04:00Lucky Dwarf (I think)This just in...<br /><br /><br /><br />He <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Pingping</span> is the world record holder for being the smallest man, finally got to meet <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Svetlana</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Pankratova</span>. She, as the story unfolds, is the supposed "Queen of Longest Legs."<br /><br /><br /><br />Why they met, I have no idea. But suddenly, being the last person to know when it's raining all of a sudden has some well pointed out advantages - SEE PIC:<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246727260101772626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb40xTVcW_DhalU_HknxK_cTL06AUC2qfUZbQh_FH4H9kIKCIYBAS5q1GzvT19qWJelgZ7Q2lJR_WrFMcKZNovBRMl4mlcoMmnGyg0JIFAjD5N4tT9hU1PmL628fska21Oc6vJAMFQ17U/s400/huh.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br />This poor "little" dude can live fantasies in every mall across America.<br /><br /><br /><br />What else can he do?<br /><br /><br /><br />How about hang glide with a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Dorito</span>?7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-74908376081099461372008-09-11T09:29:00.002-04:002008-09-11T09:39:25.380-04:00Runs from the BorderTaco Bell - you did it. I have tried everything on your menu. At least twice. You taunted me for years with spicy this and spicy that. I drowned items in your "fire" sauce and mocked your menial attempts at making my lips tingle or grasping for a sip of water.<br /><div>I am unsure who classified your items on a "spiciness" level, but you have never achieved spicy in my book. Ever. Until now.</div><br /><div>The other day I tried this 240 calorie monstrosity:</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244757575253567986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieXd-be_cYR4wuFKBPY4Q_DsYPEfRj-6f_zGfGZg9pp0fIe_htZlaKaaEFu6HYhjNXXYLjnLYrvYFHVvs7Upb1Fj1T-93KoCfyaOj1ZUt3WQS5dN8yhU8RAd-3ykFB2HEi9VIdPhQKsG8/s400/volc.bmp" border="0" /> <div></div><div>One might know it as the VOLCANO TACO.</div><br /><div>I now know it as my arch enemy. </div><br /><div>Your seasoned beef, which I am sure contributes to most of the 17 grams of fat is reminiscent of all the other beef within all your other menu items.</div><br /><div>Your real cheddar cheese, I am confident, adds the 5 grams of saturated fat to this meal, and coincidentally is used in all other items on the menu as well.</div><br /><div>SO...??? What changes this taco and makes it <em>Volcanic</em>?</div><br /><div>Perhaps the "Cheesy Lava Sauce?" I have never heard of such a thing. <strong>EVER</strong>. And a BRIGHT RED crispy taco shell holds it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">all</span> inside. Weird. Red? Just weird.</div><br /><div>I am certain these 2 items combined account for more than 75% of your 490 milligrams of sodium packed into this spicy little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">concoction</span> which makes my mouth scream for a glass of something... anything to wash it down with.</div><br /><div>On the spicy level... job well done. Taste level... eh. But <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">you're</span> on the right track, I must say.</div><br /><div></div>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-1841541843729127092008-09-10T16:25:00.007-04:002008-09-11T08:54:05.320-04:00ROCK ON LITTLE MAN!!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidd4UPxVBOH8BzK5V1Jn_It1b4xTFRf1eSwzEBwrV87mDNUyzmYZ1VQbebcSqMe6lWSGSbWFgW_AhI7qHXFgiLkH9ASRkRIYMEleEbEGDZMvxo8ax1jwiNCp9SwcOJEc_hVencV1x3mNw/s1600-h/gen2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244498785624778082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidd4UPxVBOH8BzK5V1Jn_It1b4xTFRf1eSwzEBwrV87mDNUyzmYZ1VQbebcSqMe6lWSGSbWFgW_AhI7qHXFgiLkH9ASRkRIYMEleEbEGDZMvxo8ax1jwiNCp9SwcOJEc_hVencV1x3mNw/s320/gen2.bmp" border="0" /></a> I have been waiting for months (perhaps over a year now) since I first heard the name "Genesis" to see what Hyundai had in store for us. <div><div></div><br /><div>Hyundai Motors has never been something I would openly say as "Luxury" or "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Wowwing</span>" or "Daring" or "Innovative," etc, etc...</div><br /><div></div><div>But I do have to say the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Tiburon</span> has always intrigued me in an odd sort of way. I would catch myself looking at it or grabbing a second glimpse and thinking "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">WTF</span>?... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Thats</span> a Hyundai, why am I looking?"</div><br /><div></div><div>But until now, perhaps, can I only bring myself to realize how stuck on NAMES and BRANDS we truly are.</div><div></div><div></div><div>This new Hyundai Genesis is far out-classier than anything associated with Hyundai. I have read 6 or 7 reviews and they all say the same thing:</div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"Hi, I'm Hyundai... you know BMW? you know Mercedes? you know Lexus? Yeah, we <a href="mailto:FU%@ED">FU%@ED</a> them!!!"</span></strong></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244498697104361714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1DnlfoCdlpFqLNiiaf-bgEzH5cO6K-BQxTIRG5DX2mnvczC8oAGuMF44EeY2tXBvUoKSaNsRZ1dHy8hlhyvrlBzhd7NczFe-trcSeLny9KMmpFRMccBQI5jur77SjHhS98h4dlTNWwZs/s320/gen1.bmp" border="0" /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>It appears, and I've seen the pics which prove this, that they took every BEAUTIFUL aspect of each of these cars and welded them together to get this beast. Not only that, but they made it perform and act like those cars as well. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Apparently</span>, they stole the speed of the BMW, the performance of Mercedes, and the ride of the Lexus. And we <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">arent</span> talking the low end models, we are talking the high end stuff. </div><br /><div></div><div>I am very proud and thoroughly impressed with Hyundai. I only hope that their glass-ceiling <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">shattering</span> break-through of a car is as reliable as the company has stood for the past few years. Keeping that in mind, I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">wouldnt</span> understand why this car <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">wouldnt</span> be considered a HUGE plus over the likes of "luxury cars." Lets face it, as luxurious as they are, they just aren't as reliable. OK OK - Take Lexus out of that equation... my bad. But you wanna talk unreliable, I will definitely say BMW, Mercedes, Audi, Jaguar... all of em... unreliable and not worth it.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244498862877286978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrNcUh9VQmRMZxfU5RwLD4fJ3nwROW6GiC63oyGscQL-PMLebkGAWnYJaGeA0nmBqpqOpR81-lsaWxBkdErvKIeXwhp4FgVgOyJZND-SR7spouh5zI1hJZDgQRbRUoahNeVZyXLLyl0EI/s320/gen3.bmp" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-84620171233736002102008-09-09T09:12:00.001-04:002008-09-09T09:25:22.505-04:00Tiger Woods Does It Again!<p><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AKcAbWeHgVY&rel=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1" color1="0xb1b1b1&color2="></embed></p><p>Honestly... is this gonna pay off somehow?</p><p>We see that a man worth $1,000,000,000 + is now so bored with golf balls, he decides to take up putting different objects. Hence we have a video of him putting a Rubik's Cube and sinking it. </p><p>Now, I putt things every now and then. I even make things a bit wilder and crazier by shooting different objects into basket style containers. Sort of like basketball, but with a "Tiger Woods Twist" on it. I have yet to be contacted by EA Sports or Nike, or Rubik's. </p><p>I am deeply worried by this attention one man is getting by doing what hundreds of thousands of people have been doing for centuries. I think it's called improvisation. Maybe I'm looking at it the wrong way, and Tiger is merely showing people and influential generations that there is room for creativity and thinking outside the box... but I really just think he's just cashing in on yet another paycheck.</p><p>OK, so I'm just jealous. Hey... I'd like a Ferrari in return for some marketing genius to film me putting something ridiculous and making it. Perhaps I can hover over a skyscraper in a helicopter and see if I can toss a Hula Hoop over a spire (like playing horse-shoes) and that would earn me a couple mill? Thoughts anyone?</p><p></p>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-16131214231103769792008-09-08T13:10:00.003-04:002008-09-08T13:18:43.543-04:00Steelers 1 and 0<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI5vj_ZSJ5-iPMVy6etp4nhwybiLxLAVqn4W1W6FhoaG1_-419lDZNj_ZSGy-rB1Sn__6zYtQML8YcXYzbPW5K1pSpcTp7RugUC6pJM3BFK4cnSAwFvxVrzjY5z211FbE4iCz0fWVUP8g/s1600-h/steelers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243699158025011730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI5vj_ZSJ5-iPMVy6etp4nhwybiLxLAVqn4W1W6FhoaG1_-419lDZNj_ZSGy-rB1Sn__6zYtQML8YcXYzbPW5K1pSpcTp7RugUC6pJM3BFK4cnSAwFvxVrzjY5z211FbE4iCz0fWVUP8g/s400/steelers.jpg" border="0" /></a> Sweet, sweet, Pittsburgh. How I love thee....<br /><br />Just a little shout out to my team!!! - GO BLACK N GOLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />HERE WE GO <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">STEELERS</span>, HERE WE <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO</span>!7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-4466457005518349772008-09-05T12:31:00.003-04:002008-09-05T15:01:48.142-04:00Oooooh Baby, Lick My...Duck Stamp?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfTmqJRdBgBUEfFKe9RhSUlIV9qaYkGiPH4BsDDxAKO0eQJZQ77ynr2wLufEM4XC7rWNSqY6rwPM82P58AkBYoU5RjKOqZRoUdnfkADIONhupfLT_BfG0AOShWkse1FQLZ1PlygDdVO_U/s1600-h/5ANDY0713.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242614393078960114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfTmqJRdBgBUEfFKe9RhSUlIV9qaYkGiPH4BsDDxAKO0eQJZQ77ynr2wLufEM4XC7rWNSqY6rwPM82P58AkBYoU5RjKOqZRoUdnfkADIONhupfLT_BfG0AOShWkse1FQLZ1PlygDdVO_U/s400/5ANDY0713.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>The United States Postal Service has done it again, folks.</div><br /><div>By stating they deliver for you, they REALLY delivered this time.</div><br /><div>According to news recources, the USPS newly issued Duck stamp contains a phone number for phone sex!</div><br /><div>SWEEEEET.</div><br /><div>Apparantly the stamp should have printed the following phone number: 1-800-STAMP24 (1-800-782-6724) instead, a silly typo gave us the incorrect number 1-800-872-6724 or 1-800-TRAMP24.</div><br /><div>WHOOPSIE!!!</div><br /><div>Pick up your stamp today and use the number listed - "talk only to the girls who turn you on" for $1.99 per minute. </div><br /><div>This gives a whole new meaning to delivering my package. Thanks Uncle Sam.</div>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-70662959788383193052008-09-03T09:35:00.003-04:002008-09-03T09:37:05.019-04:00Ode to the T-Shirt<div>Have you ever been to the Cotton Market?<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241788381792744194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPofwImiAUTgPF2JtSrjdAwUUc5lZliICTAbkmtfb6DW10aM6gIRi44Y08PW_esSn9TW5TqX38d4n3V8yG8UG5waZnnsrZnRtKHjAg0efsxr9pR0z74LOyhejvxFcEvB6LhSWPbX24cc8/s400/Store-Front-NEW-Final.png" border="0" /><br />I thought they were all about sheets and towels... you know… linens, etc. But no! They are all about the clothes! AND WONDERFUL CLOTHES AT THAT!<br /><br />I am all about finding the good deals and the best value for my money. So, when I was there and saw signs that said “T-Shirts, 2 for $20,” I was a bit skeptical. But, I plopped down my greenbacks and off I went.<br /><br />Being a T-shirt aficionado, and a self-proclaimed T-Shirt Specialist, I examined the tee thoroughly. Beautiful silk-screening on the front. Very close to the actual material… almost as if it were blended within. No puffy spots, runs or faded ink-spots. I verified the inners of the shirt and there was no bleed through. There were no rough spots either, which is most important to avoid chaffing of the highly sensitive nipple area.<br /><br />The tag reads XL and 100% cotton description which frightens me of foreseen shrinkage in the size of the shirt.<br /><br />Here goes… I put the new tee on, and VIOLA!!!! My friends of the blogging community, we have a new favorite shirt. It feels unlike all other t-shirts I have ever known. It fits wonderfully. It doesn’t grab me too tight in the armpits, or snug me around my chest and then loosen around my waste. It doesn’t just lie on my shoulders like a pup-tent and pleat like drapes on a bay window either. It hangs as if this shirt were custom fit for my entire body. I wear it with pride, and then… it’s time to take it off.<br /><br />Reluctantly, I look at the shirt and then look at the clothes hamper. I know the shirt is doomed. I know the fit of the shirt is over as I knew it. It’s off to wife-land, where no cloth comes back un-harmed. But I need it fresh, and I need it clean, so off it goes to the land of abused clothes. A whirlwind of unspecified temperatures my wife likes to call the washer and dryer. Everything is either washed in hot, or super-hot, and we make do from there.<br /><br />I sit, and I pray as I watch my wife sort the scalding pile of freshly dried items, and then folding each one quickly to avoid burning her fingers. And there it is. Theres my new number one fella! I grab at him and give him a few shakes. And he looks, well… alright. Unharmed. Roughly the same size. Impossible, right? I tear off my shirt that I’m wearing and throw it on and to my amazement, IT’S BRAND NEW-ISH!!! I couldn’t believe it.<br /><br />I love the Cotton Market, and have been back several times over. Right now, they are doing this thing where if I bring in 1 pound of old clothes for them to donate to Big Brothers/Big Sisters, I get $5.00 in store credit. Do I need to tell you I am bringing in about 100 shrunk or no longer worn T-shirts?<br /><br />OH YEAH, let me tell you… they have this “PIMA” cotton shirt thing going on, too, and WOW… wanna blow your mind? Try one of those bad boys on. You won’t want to take it off… trust me!<br /><br />This begs the question of why are people paying $50 or more for such expensive t-shirts? I see these Ed Hardy shirts around and think $80? $100? More? That’s CRAZINESS. Have people gone mad? They can complain about paying for the gas to get to the mall at $4.00 a gallon (I complain too), but fork over $100 for a T-Shirt??? INSANE. I say go to the market. I’d throw my number one in the ring with an EH Shirt any day.<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">**special thanks to Brian for inspiring me to write this article.</span></strong></div>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-34308805509996037072008-08-29T09:05:00.003-04:002008-08-29T09:19:42.118-04:00E-Tailer do me no wrong...This is NOT an advertisement in any way....<br /><br /><br /><br />I buy a lot of things on-line. I love it. I do my research, I do my price comparisons, and BOOM, I buy it. With a click of the mouse, I am ready to have my goodies delivered, and all I do is wait. I come home, and it's like a wonderful gift on my doorstep. Waiting to be unwrapped and cherished in my place of non-essentials.<br /><br /><br /><br />I wanted to comment on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">NEWGG</span>.COM for a little bit. You've seen the logo (I hope):<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239928157569366306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN3B0qI64PG0R0bQvf2WbkIY6NfYMZBS9FfZTaJTJRN7-Yw_YVVmnCPPUVGcfpD_ufxZHXw0XL0G3IavmigAmP7-1IpSXV8SLJpW270m_ek_PwuI75LpJaS3nNAHqU_wMBxrBVtahyQQE/s400/newegg.gif" border="0" /><br /><br /><br />The past few times I have placed an order... it shows up on my doorstep THE NEXT DAY. Now, I am quite puzzled by this... usually I am placing my orders well after 3:00pm, and they never fail me.<br /><br /><br /><br />Do they have little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">newegg</span> elves living in my area, building the items, and then whisking them to my doorstep?<br /><br /><br /><br />Perhaps the developed a worm-hole?<br /><br /><br /><br />Maybe a time-machine?<br /><br /><br /><br />Either way... their delivery system is UNBELIEVABLE. I am usually very cost conscious - if it saves me a dollar, I will order from that site, HOWEVER, with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Newegg's</span> new worm-hole developed system, I would totally spend up to $5.00 more to have them handle my every wish.<br /><br /><br /><br />Thanks <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">NEWEGG</span>!!!!!7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-86678045255015746242008-08-22T14:02:00.006-04:002008-08-22T15:41:08.097-04:00Give a nerd a shot....Amanda Beard was recently quoted by several sites in regards to dating Super Olympian Michael Phelps:<br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>"<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Eww</span>, that's nasty!"<br /></strong></div><div align="center"><strong>"Come on, I have really good taste"<br /></strong></div><div align="center"><strong>"He's not really my type."<br />"We don't even talk to each other"</strong></div><br /><br /><div>Amanda, I'd like to refresh you on something:<br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237404570495708914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNKG8uOvo2VfBabnNlV4AvvmXPOAkslr-jEBVTxgH8Xl_T3sKB5okKvPQnGvefQ9ROTFaEUYldqNszmnEsJ9PWXejKiUgsOfEMovWYPcR04q5MCgN445LaxvZpVypBipGmCkvjDM-bCmw/s320/amanda1.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><p>Now, you aren't really that great looking BEFORE marketing and magazine <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">geniuses</span> got their hands on you.</p><p>You should take a page out of Michael <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Phelp's</span> etiquette guide and learn that simpler, non-offensive remarks might be a better way to go...</p><p>When he was asked about dating you, he replied with:</p><p align="center"><strong>"I'm not dating Amanda Beard, I think she has a boyfriend."<br />"Part of my life is kept to myself"</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>"I'm able to relax and be with my friends. Those pretty much are the only people who really know the answer to that question."</strong></p><p>He didn't <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">diss</span> you or intentionally try to hurt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">anyone's</span> feelings. Granted at moments you can look like this:</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237405385890648002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinujmQwMTT3Gczjrz12fb9m3czFPUqdCvlpUYjOFKXcMgovAo0AXT8rb8NdbyfOXl2CPFgc2sbjC1MPXoObarUGR4-BBtMNnK604HrAcI4NkVoefSDm60K0bi8uNG4QXviIvXNPyCUvoQ/s320/amanda2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p>It <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">doesnt</span> give you the right. For all you know he could be the world's nicest person who would treat you better than any <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">ADONIS</span> who is your type. Right now, he's out searching for a new Aston Martin to use driving to his 12,000 calorie breakfast. He'll find Ms. Right... and all you proved to all of us, is that it ain't you.</p><p>You Go Mike... The world is your oyster my friend.</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237428541390449458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioQ0M3AHmdmWqLwedv7AfKJe6PR0xXJtKI-8HTAVEAEbpGe1fiTDVbDrTrui8NBmcXEoMVVwrV8DHNlxu3IeKcjGdVAiXA3AMwHqjSVGGIk1vGQFCQl4d6takxo_Mhc7gHV02tAfIYgyg/s400/slide1250.jpg" border="0" /></p>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-91853408786545074072008-08-21T10:47:00.014-04:002008-08-21T15:47:36.796-04:00Chocolate Bars Top Ten<div align="left">I love chocolate. The world LOVES chocolate. I noticed that we all have different tastes, so I had to just outline the best candy bars and why....</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left"><strong>10: Baby Ruth</strong> - where to begin? I have to say, I am not a HUGE fan of Baby <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ruths</span>... they get special mentioning because of their famed appearance in Caddy Shack - if you find someone who can keep from laughing when Bill Murray takes a bite of this chocolate covered, peanut, caramel, and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nougatey</span> bar, they <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">arent</span> a real person... they are a zombie with no sense of humor. Run away. Far away.<br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236984418945436274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP-eCg9I57Qb2NX0oYBU_y2k62ZqYi0okaco8hfWVCead9-i8NhPZKiKYcRjL5UdBumgPosiLcxHW_4QqF0YR17Za8iqXXC1fAcN0IdkzdSO2EJuseLcYGevowMf4d70EzTTb3PPKnu5Q/s320/baby+ruth.jpg" border="0" /></div><p align="left"><strong>9: Reese's Peanut Butter Cups</strong> - You got your peanut butter on my chocolate! You got your chocolate on my peanut butter! Remember that? A simple delicacy that any of us could have become rich off of, if we just had beaten <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">someone</span> to it. But is it me, or is the peanut butter different than any other peanut butter out there? Otherwise, quite delicious, and for me, its really just a 2 bite candy "bar."</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236986722085058242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcTTw9SdauqiiZsKQQv6aW_DG3eEHMIu-O0CfFWHdz2HoAQu-gtcvGtI-dhniXyLO5bcTueUKeZRjfcHL_pVn-CcVE7BFbZD_jLtH1ZxpQxXYo68Hw-YdpXyhjFuMI_8pn1e1O_Bf0Lgg/s320/reeses.jpg" border="0" /><strong>8: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Toblerone</span></strong> - Poor, poor <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Tobler</span>. Not a mainstream candy bar and often passed up for a simple Hershey Bar or a plain Nestle bar. The chocolate is creamy and dreamy. Soft and melt in your mouth exquisite-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">ness</span>, this candy bar deserves more respect and should never be shunned for other milk chocolate bar wanna-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">bes</span>.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236987797546630082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHMZSlLVDwXvu9zrfsJJk8tvIpXGJwJ2mWNy5l9-utZ7FGzUEGIOJmGfdkFflGScsWmhNW-DDZsbBgTdhsdqWWS-N8duFxsbIImmqMsvPniWc9eXkkaAmWbLgRabnErO2ZvnTCP5vgTCU/s320/toblerone.jpg" border="0" /><strong> 7: Snickers</strong> - so this bar has almost the same ingredients as a Baby Ruth... chocolate, caramel, peanuts and yes... nougat. BUT WAIT.... they "fluff" their nougat which makes this candy bar <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">WAAAAAYYYY</span> more delicious and way more addictive than any other bar with this combination of ingredients. Also, it not being shaped like a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">chocolaty</span> turd helps it a lot. This bar really does satisfy.<br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236989895918017474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyu1TwndChET6DTr5Ha5Xcle8FGZ1exkQfcTP0Fv5WPmTa6Bp_UuOf1mUCTa2flbCMCNPQJVgthpOtq9nCEC0UxSbWLRPjZcGFIivpf9VAl2LZuIaVBeLyE_qD8h6ld3Q0WdNsvQkHpgQ/s320/snickers.jpg" border="0" /></p><div align="left"><strong>6: 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">th</span> Avenue</strong> - call it CRUNCH PEANUT BUTTER, or whatever, in the family of these bars, we see Clark, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Butterfinger</span>, or even a Chick-O-Stick, but 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">th</span> Ave does it right. Not too crunchy, not overly sweet, and their chocolate just seems to be above all the other peanut buttery bars around.</div><div align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237005103149768914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidC9DuDYZ-OA9vClF9JMabXV0JWU2kRshMnBDR1vAOpaeeQwp22swNVbya1IbjVf71zhCs_t07IPHakTUPrmOXoWULiyUZDLuhAtzXt08WvLJN2CwfTsPqbszbOvZTaQL4kQwCYLIgqVE/s320/5th+ave.jpg" border="0" /><strong>5: Kit Kat</strong> - GIVE ME A BREAK!!!! It's like 4 candy bars all in one. Am I the only person who get sad when I realize I'm on the last stick? Probably not. I recently tried a Kit Kat <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Krunch</span>, which is just one huge stick, and is also AMAZING, but I am sticking with the original here to avoid confusion. This little, almost square shaped, 1.5 oz bundle of joy, practically has me crying over the perfect combination of cookie crunch and chocolate. I almost want to tell <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Hersheys</span> to stop engraving "KIT KAT" into each stick, just to get an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">exta</span> .00004 oz of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">chocolaty</span> goodness.</div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237007876731009090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjekWqHtU41go0roDDRcOzmugUNc7Bp6HeUA1D9QRj5Gtjp_ZSL9CJFoScmEBUVTomaFBKXfU8d49QVRcsLSMREQNVsdtSZBLu5WA8lSONUC2QLxzFu24qD8ZeJAu9wtDkXdk9dizuBwYo/s320/kit+kat.jpg" border="0" /><strong>4: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Twix</span></strong> - As I quote George Costanza - "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">TWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIX</span>!" I know I would be acquitted of Murder 1 if I killed someone trying to steal one of my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Twix</span> cookies... any judge would see the punishment would fit the crime. This delicious duo of bars is the patented cookie crunch. Topped with an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">ooey</span>-gooey caramel that manages to stay a solid just until you bite into it, displays <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Twix</span> ability to perform magic on demand. The chocolate used to coat these bars is just as delicious and creamy. One bite, and anyone would understand why George uses this bar as a control in his Seinfeld study!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237028607463672354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoRx-L-VX0CGwPKT8appQVZO9FczBvY_AGckklTh_4krYhGj63A3bgI40qu06n0IKlhc3whp5nf9rsEjlzarTc716Dohyphenhyphen4SCpdzgxpo-N_q0AVOET2CdALN6erdd3cBUtb23KFQH0iMqU/s320/twix.jpg" border="0" /><strong>3: Junior Mints</strong> - could it be that the creators of Seinfeld also made <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">a list</span> of top candy bars? I know these mints are not a candy "bar" so to say, but they qualify. Their <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">chocolaty</span>, their minty, they are very refreshing.... Kramer was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">soooo</span> right. These tasty <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">dollops</span> of mint creme are coated in an amazing textured bittersweet chocolate. They burst in your mouth like a minty little bubbled dream and the flavor lingers in your mouth for an amazing amount of time AFTER you swallow the actual mint. The longevity of flavor combined with overall taste is why this minty treat cashes in with the number 3 spot!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237029827186196402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT9mhDfJ13x-it6tVS8j1-2BXiDXekYFUiuGITjYlvLBY4qxVVllByH3IpLqOzlXDzIXrkkx2AW0o95mnzUJtnG-V_8tI0rJDeDcN0-jHICdty5snDrsvRUi2D3ZRvbmg5I7f-H29gN3k/s320/junior.jpg" border="0" /><strong>2: Whatchamacallit</strong> - This candy bar is so delicious and was never given any respect. Often passed up for a Snickers or dare I say... Milky Way, this candy bar is unusually hard to find. It lost it's marketing flair and never really made it to the mainstream of candy bars, but I assure you, the caramel, the chocolate, and it's unique <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">peanutty</span> flavored crisp is nothing shy of spectacular! It should never be passed up when perusing for a snack, and in my own opinion, should be near the top of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">everyones</span> candy <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">aficionado's</span> list!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237030853802376802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqniIFcTRGP7xFg2AC6vPBhInz3QsyYP0_IvvodV18eQuTbmUCBueK6m6aImF9Qexf9AftNMjxRlBeAIjADOz9KhGxF5nZMybD3rw0PfNN_8HgNIongV87zOr6EhgZvPAY-yg6zoraFfc/s320/whatchamacallit.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"><strong>AND NOW.... THE NUMBER ONE CHOCOLATE BAR.... GET READY.....:</strong><br /></p><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;">TAKE 5</span></strong> - It's salty. It's sweet. It's back to salty, and then back to sweet. It's creamy, It's crunchy... Its gooey and then it's solid. It comes in 2 chunks and is AMAZING. This little slab of heaven provides a unique taste experience by combining five favorite ingredients in one candy bar: Pretzels, Caramel, Peanuts, Peanut Butter, and Milk Chocolate... do I need to say more? This candy bar is in a class by <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">itself</span> and truly deserves the number one spot!</div><br /><div align="center">Thanks for the extra calories take 5!!!! Thank you SO MUCH!</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237034899077068002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs1LkG0kpnXVare3gvKBRiEySo5M7uSBNvMNVbeDTW8gL_mA0M7tnc65qPoLNM7mNjkA04xJ3WaqWaKEm8IdUhb29gCHRO5W31hdM8Dg74PoxnIpfXMWUwfKHBulmL0Ds1BAPtHDuineI/s320/take+5.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /></div><br /><p></p>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-68531696149413348602008-08-20T16:16:00.003-04:002008-08-20T16:21:12.360-04:00YOU -nion DIRTY RAT<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjly1Egonch-VzBTKv1lmaC0lcnz3sQxM15UDOiGzUasyzBUjT5C6EsGE0_mI8zikPbUAQltp78WscuzHguU1wQI_vFpFl1I8j37P5DJlIMBAAT8eWPxvmu81pK9aSDH9YcyhwI57VzJUc/s1600-h/rat_yellow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236696558370747410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjly1Egonch-VzBTKv1lmaC0lcnz3sQxM15UDOiGzUasyzBUjT5C6EsGE0_mI8zikPbUAQltp78WscuzHguU1wQI_vFpFl1I8j37P5DJlIMBAAT8eWPxvmu81pK9aSDH9YcyhwI57VzJUc/s400/rat_yellow.jpg" border="0" /></a> So whats the deal with this thing?<br /><br />I'm not 100% sure why I gotta see these giant disgusting things on my way to work in the morning when I'm trying to just enjoy a delicious doughnut and coffee.<br /><br />I thought the union was a buncha tough guys who "handle things"<br /><br />Can't they just grab the employer of non-union working people and give them a pair of cement shoes like the good ole days?<br /><br />Ok, maybe you bought the rats already.. and need to place them out - but really... are the effective? Are they meant to scare people? All they really do is make me wanna vomit. They look like gian Amy Whinehouse inflatables or something. <br /><br />Please keep the rats in the subways and sewers and out of my line of site.7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-34146315397856783192008-08-19T14:31:00.002-04:002008-08-19T14:37:34.158-04:00Why Michael Godard ROCKS....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijF_JOl0IBMP-LbMHA7DIWIggX8ZZqW_TzlgufyFslRSs8FwEkSqRfO9BIbQhhdUDUikuqUYgubGQk0zPBsWn9B63zbG4u-0FvDc0tZdcSxq5eYLyC6EX6RBuXmH9Pj4UjGWD97liaHyM/s1600-h/18172.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236298465393355170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijF_JOl0IBMP-LbMHA7DIWIggX8ZZqW_TzlgufyFslRSs8FwEkSqRfO9BIbQhhdUDUikuqUYgubGQk0zPBsWn9B63zbG4u-0FvDc0tZdcSxq5eYLyC6EX6RBuXmH9Pj4UjGWD97liaHyM/s400/18172.jpg" border="0" /></a>This is for all people who nevber heard of Michael Godard...<br />I saw his works on a cruise ship once and was fascinated by his work...<br /><br />He does these amazing paintings that are just so far fetched from what snooty (snobby) people call "art." To me... this is the real deal.<br /><br />Whilst my wife calls it one step above dogs playing poker, I marvel at the creative genius behind making things like martini olives, or wine grapes come to life and immerse themselves in a surreal world of fantasy and pleasurable sins.<br /><br />I am unsure why, but these paintings also seem to stir an erotic nerve within... as if to say, Im a naughty olive... drink my poison.<br /><br />I highly recommend checking him out and possibly picking out a piece for yourself. I just got his 2009 calendar from allposters.com, and I LOVE EVERY MONTH! <br /><br />Booze, Gambling, Money, erotic olives... weird, but ohhhhhh so much fun.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-53121376229512396642008-08-07T12:03:00.003-04:002008-08-07T12:15:16.927-04:00Karma... ain't it a ....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHLxNN8zfHQtwTno9UWldwdqzuDUCeLCFXu14vl06T2VyYsNww7nQzS7qd4eBzl-14HBUeO9gu1CZEpMxWslh4vhd_mVoWGJi8Uk6avFoTDIWp7yzBA0jjbDh92rQ-PoRUH6-GfBllh98/s1600-h/karma.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231807537194860290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHLxNN8zfHQtwTno9UWldwdqzuDUCeLCFXu14vl06T2VyYsNww7nQzS7qd4eBzl-14HBUeO9gu1CZEpMxWslh4vhd_mVoWGJi8Uk6avFoTDIWp7yzBA0jjbDh92rQ-PoRUH6-GfBllh98/s400/karma.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>I haven't blogged in a bit because I have been busy. Doing what? I have no idea. But I had to stop and ponder a thought real quick.</p><p>Karma.</p><p>as per dictionary.com:</p><p><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">kar</span>·ma <br />/ˈkɑrmə/ <a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click for pronunciation key';return true;" title="Click for pronunciation key" onclick="pk = window.open('/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html', 'PronunciationKey','height=700,width=560,left=0,top=0,resizable,scrollbars');if(pk){pk.focus();}" onmouseout="status='';return true;" minmax_bound="true">Pronunciation Key</a> - <a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show spelled pronunciation" onclick="javascript:show_sp()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" minmax_bound="true">Show Spelled Pronunciation</a>[<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">kahr</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">muh</span>] <a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click for pronunciation key';return true;" title="Click for pronunciation key" onclick="pk = window.open('/help/luna/Spell_pron_key.html', 'PronunciationKey','height=700,width=560,left=0,top=0,resizable,scrollbars');if(pk){pk.focus();}" onmouseout="status='';return true;" minmax_bound="true">Pronunciation Key</a> - <a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show IPA pronunciation" onclick="javascript:show_ip()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" minmax_bound="true">Show IPA Pronunciation</a><br />–noun<br />1. Hinduism, Buddhism. action, seen as bringing upon oneself inevitable results, good or bad, either in this life or in a reincarnation: in Hinduism one of the means of reaching Brahman. Compare <a style="FONT-VARIANT: small-caps" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=bhakti" minmax_bound="true"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bhakti</span></a> (def. 1), <a style="FONT-VARIANT: small-caps" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=jnana" minmax_bound="true"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">jnana</span>.</a><br />2. Theosophy. the cosmic principle according to which each person is rewarded or punished in one incarnation according to that person's deeds in the previous incarnation.<br />3. fate; destiny.<br />4. the good or bad emanations felt to be generated by someone or something. </p><p> </p><p>I see it as someone who really rubs you the wrong way, and it comes back to haunt them. Let's just say that someone I know recently got what was coming to them.</p><p>That person treated me badly on more than one occasion. It seriously depressed my life for quite some time. Since I;m using words like Karma, I might as well say that this person was turning my aura black in a way. I was moody, depressed, etc.. just all around a down kind of human being.</p><p>I did everything I could to get out of that situation, and succeeded. I no longer had this being around me to bring me so down. But.. it was always in the back of my mind.</p><p>Today... something happened. That person received <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">KARMATIC</span> JUSTICE. I'm patenting that phrase by the way. Karma swooped in and ***BOOM*** bit that bastard right on his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">keister</span>.</p><p>Do I feel great about it...? not really.</p><p>Proud? well, I had nothing to do with it... so no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">pride</span> there.</p><p>I'm a bit confused because <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">I'm</span> not a revenge-giving type of person... but it was nice to hear that somehow, somewhere... someone is working overtime to give back to people what they actually deserve and a good spoonful of their own medicine.<br /></p><p>Way to go Karma! ya done good. </p>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-86411611428641159972008-08-01T11:13:00.005-04:002008-08-01T11:37:11.839-04:00Heatidity...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOpwaRN2zeDuCOexMUZNMkfryn9K2oEHxdlqYMcG2b_5KAG-EoMK1WWtvr0RRw8QuqEeyUYFxNywBO9mesosidjs3i5SvBBzvyInJxzombOwr6IYHaYJBlpBNo6wMMPMMenUlBIyC-s8Y/s1600-h/0000000312_USE00000334_thermometer_M.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229568134196605458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOpwaRN2zeDuCOexMUZNMkfryn9K2oEHxdlqYMcG2b_5KAG-EoMK1WWtvr0RRw8QuqEeyUYFxNywBO9mesosidjs3i5SvBBzvyInJxzombOwr6IYHaYJBlpBNo6wMMPMMenUlBIyC-s8Y/s400/0000000312_USE00000334_thermometer_M.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>Is there anything better than waking up in the morning, taking a shower, getting ready for work (in proper dress code attire), and then stepping outside to a temperature of 80 degrees, with a real feel of 140?</p><p>I'm not sure of it's the notion that showering was absolutely useless, as my 3 foot walk to the car just caused me to sweat through my polo, or realizing it's only 8:00 am, and the sun <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">isnt</span> even overhead yet.</p><p>I made the huge mistake of lowering my window in my car to let the heat out. Why is that a mistake? Well, what comes after that... I lean my elbow out to rest on the door/sill... and SINGE MY FOREARM. Luckily, the heat coming off the metal cauterized the wound as it burned through my flesh, so I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">didnt</span> get any blood on my leather seats, WHICH BY THE WAY manage to sear my back and legs as if I am sitting on a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Teflon</span> skillet over high heat.</p><p><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Ahhhhh</span> the summer. Gotta love it. I still like it better than a frigid day in the winter... but really... a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">frickin</span>' breeze would be nice.</p>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-87815337112898919952008-07-29T09:53:00.003-04:002008-07-29T10:19:57.289-04:00NFL Countdown - way tooo long!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbMcJsLcvL0KB7rrChNXG55SPUAzNjJtyozMj3KnRSPOCCoB-E-Jv7jbVBNekqnMZYGs0DMmMDJsdxc8jQwkf8ej1HDI0Z8VyWjBJpBmKBB4qtTiZqktzUPftvyg7_py3jlz5OL9Zeng/s1600-h/44529.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228434250754546290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbMcJsLcvL0KB7rrChNXG55SPUAzNjJtyozMj3KnRSPOCCoB-E-Jv7jbVBNekqnMZYGs0DMmMDJsdxc8jQwkf8ej1HDI0Z8VyWjBJpBmKBB4qtTiZqktzUPftvyg7_py3jlz5OL9Zeng/s400/44529.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Well, training camp is well under way. In case I haven't mentioned before... I am a HUGE Pittsburgh <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Steelers</span> fan. Opening day (real season game) is SUNDAY, 9/7.</div><div>Meaning we have just over 1 month to "get ready."</div><div> </div><div>Something happens when the NFL is in the air.</div><div>Something magical for men (mostly), but for all fans alike. We realize the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">suckiness</span> of waiting MONTHS for the new season to come is almost over.</div><div>We drool at whatever articles about our favorite teams, corrupt athletes, coaching changes, or injured players we can dig up.</div><div>We start searching for what fan necessities we might need to get through the season. I personally need a new jersey. Every year. EVERY <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">FRICKIN</span>' YEAR!!! I have an amazing collection of these over-priced meshed heavy "t-shirts" with properly printed logos, numbers, names, etc. I love them. But at least I wear them with something underneath, so my pasty white skin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">doesnt</span> shine through....</div><div>We start conjuring up dates we need to segregate ourselves from the public. Future game dates that MIGHT be crucial.</div><div>We start thinking about recipes and foods needed in the house to keep for the big game.</div><div>We need to watch rosters and trades and contracts to see how our team might stack up against the competition.</div><div>If <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">youre</span> a Jets fan, you need to start buying tissues to wipe all the tears.</div><div>If <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">youre</span> a Packers fan, you need to throw your <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Favre</span> jersey out. No wait. Wear it. No wait. Toss it. No wait... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">UGHHHHH</span>!!</div><div>But ESPN starts to become the favorite TV channel. </div><div>Reading Peter King articles every Monday Morning becomes the norm.</div><div>The office pools frustrate you more and more, and every week, it seems a new one comes out. $5.00 more to lose, I guess. Oh well... IT'S FOOTBALL!</div><div>We start seeing better ads on TV. Ones with crazy people drinking Coors Light. We see ads in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">HD</span> that are crystal clear (even if they are playing on a standard TV). We see cheerleaders, giant horses, 10 million <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">direcTV</span> ads, 6 million Sprint ads, 3 million Master Card ads, AND THEY ALL HAVE PEYTON MANNING IN THEM!!!</div><div> </div><div>and we <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">dont</span> care.</div><div> </div><div>Because it's football.</div><div> </div><div>It's the NFL. We waited this long. We are in the home-stretch. Pads and helmets come out soon for some teams. And we can feel the hits when we see them on TV. </div><div> </div><div>It's amazing... we are almost there NFL fans... HANG IN THERE!!!!!</div><div><br />here we go <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Steelers</span>, HERE WE GO!!!!</div><div><strong>here we go <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Steelers</span>, HERE WE GO!!!!<span style="font-size:78%;"></div></span></strong><div> </div>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-61073492291311607322008-07-24T14:53:00.007-04:002008-07-24T15:07:45.273-04:00Adrianna Costa, Where Are You?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKID5eIJcBfG30CFGfwqSXJi6YrLjvhNMx9pbKWt7_7SYBZBgffnGFVOokfgwAFcI9Id1R5Rvc2taWDf-tsixx44Go6f7c_ELNA4Tt3emHHIaHqZ8Pp_KNSzgmx8NjBwrLN16w3xSs0KA/s1600-h/fhm2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226659325624334674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKID5eIJcBfG30CFGfwqSXJi6YrLjvhNMx9pbKWt7_7SYBZBgffnGFVOokfgwAFcI9Id1R5Rvc2taWDf-tsixx44Go6f7c_ELNA4Tt3emHHIaHqZ8Pp_KNSzgmx8NjBwrLN16w3xSs0KA/s200/fhm2.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm3O6pUy3GptCeFxJYbFjAdxF1eJ3UkOkxepn9Ws76LvqhccSLd0jz8708evocBiv2TXf1TDPXKBvBc-iGNCRA82Pld6ePqHQ-3AAAYMwzFAz87IkPSkFcHW2ydgkGsWgW7ZBKMOAeBPw/s1600-h/fhm1.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226659197960238194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm3O6pUy3GptCeFxJYbFjAdxF1eJ3UkOkxepn9Ws76LvqhccSLd0jz8708evocBiv2TXf1TDPXKBvBc-iGNCRA82Pld6ePqHQ-3AAAYMwzFAz87IkPSkFcHW2ydgkGsWgW7ZBKMOAeBPw/s200/fhm1.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ww86Wt8gVtOWHxoQRVadF5QbLtlVe3HM-HWjgsljf9kGPjlC6EhyphenhyphenlUMwvoD9nFohe9H_AM_66_E2m42sEF5pAuM5nWLWf4lm09t6QmRrOwduAShUX7BhoUY5Xbp9yvnpw0GGxgHAzwc/s1600-h/AC2.bmp"></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhugvpQ6utdAVXkNbvIJkvqmllXQuIGJsD8kWy4kudoIQkPPeCp4p_PlNfPppOAmxBIGMR8wE3vGhixbCndeBln2iDWyQe5p3O4MkNuFuhbcshJXe6ME0rEo-gl47sX6SP88gl7gdqKyHc/s1600-h/AdriannaCost_Grant_10281911.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226655755790763586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhugvpQ6utdAVXkNbvIJkvqmllXQuIGJsD8kWy4kudoIQkPPeCp4p_PlNfPppOAmxBIGMR8wE3vGhixbCndeBln2iDWyQe5p3O4MkNuFuhbcshJXe6ME0rEo-gl47sX6SP88gl7gdqKyHc/s400/AdriannaCost_Grant_10281911.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Dear Adrianna,</div><br /><br /><br /><div>I saw you on that bombing reality show "On The Lot." I felt horrible for you having to host such a fiasco of a television event. </div><br /><br /><br /><div>I look for you everywhere, and I find it impossible to see you. I look on-line for new photos, or recent news about where you might be, or what you might be up to. And nothing. I find and see nothing.</div><br /><br /><br /><div>How could you have fallen off the face of the planet?</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Please Adrianna... do me and every other man out there a favor. Come back to TV. Come back to something. A spread in Maxim perhaps? Dare I say... Playboy?</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Either way, the world was a much better place with your smile in plain sight. A happier place with those eyes of yours gazing into ours when you took center stage. It's where you belong, and it shows.</div><br /><br /><br /><div>We miss you. Well, I do, anyway.</div><br /><br /><br /><div>I'm putting in my vote now for any movie producer to cast you as the following:</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Catwoman, Wonder Woman, Batgirl, Poison Ivy, any leading role in any movie.</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Consider me 1st in line to see what's been missing way too long now.</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Sincerely,</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Me.</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-37801924151972336362008-07-24T14:14:00.003-04:002008-07-24T14:31:48.094-04:00Real Life is Such a DragSo, I'm in NYC yesterday... spent the day there seeing Batman in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">IMAX</span>, ate at Ruby <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Foos</span>, got my wife's boobs measured at a posh bra place (no <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">thats</span> not a randomly weird comment), had dessert at Serendipity... all the good things a true Newy<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">awkuh</span> would do, and not be ashamed to almost seem touristy about doing. Know what I mean?<br /><br />But here <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">layeth</span> the problem...<br /><br />It started when I was crossing the 59<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">th</span> street bridge, and I yelled "Liberty City, here I come!"<br /><br />Now, my wife knows I love Grand Theft Auto IV. I play it like I get paid to play it. Every spare second I get, I'm either cruising the streets just to kill people, or I'm actually playing the game. Either way, the smile I wear is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">WAAAAAAY</span> to big.<br /><br />So back to the driving in the city. On numerous occasions throughout the day, I felt my wife's hand on my arm, or I could feel her eyes of fury reign upon me. With each feeling, it was accompanied by the quote "we aren't playing the game, dear."<br /><br />Sad. True. More sad though.<br /><br />Is it me, or have you ever... **please, only ponder this thought if you have had the pleasure of driving in Manhattan around 5:30 when 6 million people feel like they should cross the street, and 3 million taxis feel like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">they</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">have</span> the right of way, no matter what way they are facing** ...wished that you were actually capable of being that character from a video game? Where there are no laws (or if there are, you just hide for 30 seconds, and your wanted level <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">disappears</span>), no rules, and anything goes!!!!<br /><br />Oh man, yesterday, I would have loved to run over countless people.. hit one of the buttons within my car, so I could get a different angle view of the front of the car to make sure there was blood on the hood. HA!<br /><br />And then, just to make sure, I could get out of the car, and blow off a head or too... I guess for good measure? Who knows, maybe they'd even have a glowing green stack of cash laying next to them, so I can run over it, and without bending down, have it magically added to my bank account?<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Ahhhh</span> video game life... how sweet it is.<br /><br />But there I sat... in the car. Wife next to me, actually wondering if her already borderline maniacal husband was going to snap and take out a few jaywalkers. I might have. But I'm not meant for prison. I'm too fragile. But if I figure out how to lose my wanted level in real life by driving like a giant lunatic, and hiding for 30 seconds... WATCH OUT... I'M <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">GUNNIN'</span> FOR YA!7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-39661177615578252202008-07-22T10:43:00.005-04:002008-07-22T10:58:12.347-04:00The Middle UrinalWe have 3 urinals at work. Obviously, a left one, a right one, and one in the middle (in between the aforementioned left & right one).<br /><br />There are then 4 stalls with full toilets and doors next to those urinals. Are you with me?<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Here's</span> my issue:<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">DON'T</span> USE THE MIDDLE URINAL!!!!!!<br /><br /><strong>Scenario 1:</strong><br />I walk into the bathroom.<br />No urinals are taken.<br />Which one do I use?<br /><br />OBVIOUSLY, the urinal on the left or the right.<br /><br />Why? because I'm not a selfish jerk who wants someone else to feel uncomfortable, should I be using the middle one.<br /><br /><strong>Scenario B:</strong><br />I walk into the bathroom.<br />Urinal to the left is taken.<br />Which one do I use?<br /><br />OBVIOUSLY, the urinal on the far right.<br />Why? because I'm not gay and I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">don't</span> feel like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">sidleing</span> up to the guy on the left and start peeing next to him.<br /><br /><strong>Scenario D:</strong><br />I walk into the bathroom.<br />Urinals left and right are taken.<br />Which one do I use?<br /><br />OBVIOUSLY, none - it's a trick. I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">mozy</span> on into one of the stalls, and pee in there. WHY? because <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">I'm</span> not selfish, or gay.<br /><br /><strong>Scenario 6:</strong><br />I'm peeing in the left urinal... there's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">nobody</span> using the middle or the right urinal.<br />Guy walks in and starts to pee in the middle urinal.<br />What do I do?<br /><br />OBVIOUSLY, turn slowly, and pee on his leg. WHY? Because he's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">definitely</span> some sort of sick bathroom weirdo who wants to be able to peek over the extremely low divider and stare at my package. He could have avoided this by using the urinal to the right, and let me keep my personal space.<br /><br /><strong>Scenario G:</strong><br />I walk into the bathroom.<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">There's</span> a guy peeing in the middle urinal. Both left and right urinals are open.<br />What do I do?<br /><br />OBVIOUSLY, find the nearest baseball bat and club him over the head with it. WHY? Because just from this incident we can either determine, he is a selfish jerk who <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">doesn't</span> want anyone else to use the urinals next to him, so he feels he owns the bathroom, OR, he is the bathroom weirdo, lurking once again, hoping someone will pee next to him.<br /><br />Now, I'm not saying there is anything wrong <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">with</span> being gay... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">that's</span> fine, I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">don't</span> care if its your preference. But if <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">that's</span> you, and you want a free peek at someones package... keep it out of the workplace and into the clubs or bars you frequent.<br /><br />I am saying there is something wrong with being a bathroom weirdo, or being a selfish jerk. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Don't</span> do it... and I think I have established your guidelines.7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-2650891165536670272008-07-17T10:23:00.004-04:002008-07-17T10:32:42.158-04:00Perhaps the smartest company ever?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0U3q3dwEy59_6Uly9SjucWMU6PxYaDIIEl8RdvtXLiqSFn7Sa5IhTm-nGpqaROG609zqAn7ppS7BzsVRZ1yhq5n2RqJMdoqZoFul3z1Wxu8b9UIa7XayUU3Av5BpvJ11_3jjQL02q_y8/s1600-h/ups_truck.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223990872286123634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0U3q3dwEy59_6Uly9SjucWMU6PxYaDIIEl8RdvtXLiqSFn7Sa5IhTm-nGpqaROG609zqAn7ppS7BzsVRZ1yhq5n2RqJMdoqZoFul3z1Wxu8b9UIa7XayUU3Av5BpvJ11_3jjQL02q_y8/s200/ups_truck.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Calling it the smartest company ever might be a stretch... but I have to give mention to UPS. Granted they are brown this and brown that, and well, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">that's</span> just a horrific color, but look at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">their</span> phone number:<br /><br />1-800-PICK-UPS<br /><br />DOES IT GET ANY BETTER OR SMARTER THAN THAT?<br /><br />I mean... its pick UPS... GET IT? OR, its PICK UPS... HILARIOUS.<br /><br />Honestly, whichever employee RAN to get that number, deserves a huge pay raise and a pat on the back. WELL DONE, GOOD CHAP!<br /><br />OK - an honorable mention goes out to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">PETSMART</span>.<br /><br />Really... Pet's Mart<br />Pet Smart<br /><br />Stuff like this kills me. Way to use your heads UPS and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">PETSMART</span>. YOU ROCK FOR NOT JUST GIVING US GREAT SERVICE, BUT ALSO BEING VERY CREATIVE!!!</div>7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055147197202482266.post-38385541577352828232008-07-16T14:19:00.004-04:002008-07-16T14:29:39.683-04:00___ WORST ___ GAMER ___ EVER ___<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgby5rudW9fodspsHncPE8C8A_MsiZp6NW7ZJ6X_LdfUK5Gl5SjrsHcS0JhfvPFi4hUlDm4j2ilqqe65iyc78Yo5jyvedjQ4xSlgKPiZmxhJPdlUTTo7ymRJcd_2ZX8krIUOuH9ngoyjSw/s1600-h/ps3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223678521596568066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgby5rudW9fodspsHncPE8C8A_MsiZp6NW7ZJ6X_LdfUK5Gl5SjrsHcS0JhfvPFi4hUlDm4j2ilqqe65iyc78Yo5jyvedjQ4xSlgKPiZmxhJPdlUTTo7ymRJcd_2ZX8krIUOuH9ngoyjSw/s400/ps3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Congratulate me. Really.<br />I just received a certificate that says WORST GAMER EVER.<br />It's a nice certificate, hand made, just for yours truly. Should I be upset? I'm actually a bit proud. You see... I have a PS3. New and shiny. I have Grand Theft Auto 4, and I love it. I play every so often. As much as I can, really. I have a wife, 2 dogs, a house, and well... a life. I can't dedicate 85% or more of my free time to video games with the hopes of getting better or being the best (dare I say). But why can't I be a "casual game," and not get made fun of?<br /><br />Why can't I just enjoy my 20 minutes every other day or so, blowing peoples heads off in a manner not having any intention at all of completing the game?<br /><br />Does that really constitute the worst gamer ever? Perhaps.<br /><br />But just an FYI, I love games... I cant wait for Madden 2009 to come out, and I really can't wait for Gran <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Turismo</span> 5 to hit the shelves. When that comes out, I'll race you for pinks, Mr. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">SVP</span> of Pointless Titles Division. Then we can talk about who's the worst gamer ever. Could you imagine losing to me?7steelers6http://www.blogger.com/profile/18313040506465814380noreply@blogger.com1