Beastie Boys vs Axel Foley

Playing right now on "Boombox - 34" on Sirius.

Fuck You FM!

*pop locks*

*SCARECROW POSE*

Sirius

So long terrestrial radio. Other than my local sports talk station, The Ticket, I will no longer need you.

If you're considering getting it, you should. I've listened to both and it really comes down to what type of programming you like. Sirius has Stern and the NFL, and XM has MLB and a few other exclusive things. What they both do equally is show you how obsolete regular radio has become.

For the price of a new CD every month, you get 120 stations of variety.

Worth every penny.

Here's a list of my favorite stations:
Left of Center - Indie, College Radio type Rock
Chill - cool, relaxing mix of downtempo electronica and rock.
Backspin - Old School Hip Hop (Genius)
Alt Nation - true Alternative Rock Radio, not that bullshit they try and feed you
Area 33 - trance/electronica
1st Wave - Classic Alternative (think Psychadelic Furs *dances like Ducky*)
Big 80's - Duh. Like, I am so totally still stuck in the 80's. For sure.

Check my links for linkage to cool Sirius related websites.

Merry New Year!

This is one of those. I'll make it short.

This is one of those blog post that informs you about how the author has ignored his duties and explains why.

Only that I have no idea why I have ignored this blog and/or posted run of the mill TV show impressions. This writing thing is hot and cold with me. Most of the time I'm like Denzel, A Man On Fire. But there are times, like the past month and a half where I sit at the pc, hands over the kb, and I end up reaching for the mouse and clicking/ reading comic book forums to waste my time instead.

And just like that, with absolutely no remorse, NEW TOPIC.

No. We didn't go to Disney World.
Yes. Suck it does.
Why? Fate.
The witch dealt my Dodge Grand Caravan a blow. This would not have been her maiden voyage. Old faithful has traveled them roads before, but this time, at the most perfect of times, she is not in proper shape to be driven cross country. And why yes, the Saturn was chomping at the bit to get this chance to prove himself, we decided to push the trip out to the usual time we go. Spring. (Of course, once we hit the stores and started Xmas shopping with some of the money we had set aside for the trip, weesa started to feelsa bettah = I got Sirius under the Trizeeeee!) Poor Saturn. He knows that it is in our blood to fill a vehicle past it's capacity and drive long distances. I'll put a banana in his tailpipe later and explain to him that this decision had nothing to do with him, and everything to do with instinct. (Ok. I tried a little to hard with that last sentence, but you get the idea) Why force the issue?. It can wait until Spring Break.

Again, no warning, NEW TOPIC.

I'm pretty sure no one cares, but I feel like I must comment on this only to bring closure to the subject.

Stephenie deserved to win Survivor. But, I'll give it to Danni. She came out of nowhere and stole it from the tough hottie who has been involved in more Survivor challenges/tribal councils than any other human being ALLLLIVVVE!

Boo! NEW TOPIC.

I have since come around on CSI: Miami. Just watching David Caruso, I'm sorry, Horatio, take on and off his sunglasses while looking away from the people he is tough talking is fun as hell. Recommended. As are the other two = Mindless Entertainment for the masses that are funner 'n shit to watch.

Stay tuned as the drama surrounding my desire to post unfolds.

Is this thing on?

TV (Updated)

Or how about if I just streamline them? Cool.

Every once in awhile I actually take time and read over what I've posted. I see that I have two, that's right, two different titles for post that are similar in nature. "The Armando Show TV Guide" and "TiVo Talk".

I've lost my train of thought.

I've recently realized, for only the fourth or fifth hunderedth time, that I really probably watch to much TV. Sometimes my TiVo overwhelms me. I look at what's on my playlist, and I'm like WHOA! *strikes Gangsta pose*

I mean, there are a few shows that are must see, but that list is getting shorter and shorter because of A) The DVD Factor and B) I just don't care that much anymore.

Here's the list of must see TV:

• Gilmore girls
  
• Survivor
• Lost
• Veronica Mars
• Smallville
• CSI - Vegas and NY (I'm not a big Caruso fan, so I haven't messed with Miami)
• Daily Show
• Colbert Report

I've only recently started watching CSI, but as far as Daily Show and Colbert, I used to just catch those every once in awhile, but ever since Colbert started, who is funny as hell, I try not to miss them. And CSI, it's TV you can watch without having to follow the show religiously. Very self contained, mildly scientific enterainment. Cool.

There's more junk on my Season Pass list, and if I feel like it, I watch them. If not, DELETE.

The End.

Actually, it isn't The End. I forgot one show on my list, The Office (US). Funniest show on American TV. Not better than the original of course. The original is, IMHO, the most genius, hilarious show ever.

(Thanks for the reminder Mik aka MormonRage)

Wait for it........

The End.

Maryland, here I come.

In a few hours, my "traveling for work" cherry will be popped.

On my way to Maryland to visit our distributor there for a couple of days.

CYA!

TV - Survivorman

The Science Channel ruling is nothing new.

Watch as Les shows us wankers what really goes down when you are left alone in the wild.

TV - Survivor

Bye Judd!

My two girlfriends, Steph and Danni, just played you.

I don't know about you, but last night's episode was the best of the season so far for me. Although, Gary dropping the Secret immunity Idol on their asses at Tribal Council was pretty good too.

I was kind of pulling for Gary. He was actually playing the game like a champ. Staying quiet when he needed too. Planting seeds of doubt on the cool. In the end though, he was too much of a threat for my girl Steph.

I've been pulling for her since day one. This is her second Survivor, and both times she has been one of my favorites. Last time out she was on a horrible tribe that never won squat. This time, she is in total control. She better be careful though. I have a feeling that the other four that are left with her are going to turn on her.

Danni winning immunity last night was key. She succeeded in breaking up the strong alliance of four by winning the idol, and is now on Steph's good side.

After all these season's, Survivor is still my favorite show and really the only "reality" show I watch.

Rupert 4 Life.

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Is it really necessary to have a title for each post?

I think not.

Xmas Tunes

• 25th of December - Everything But The Girl : I'm pretty sure this is my favorite Xmas song ever. This one stays on repeat for hours sometimes.

• Christmas Wrapping - The Waitresses : Quit acting like this song doesn't make you want to dance like Ducky.


• It's Christmas Time (Oh Yeah) - Barenaked Ladies : The first verse kind of gets me emotional.

• Little Drummer Boy - Tori Amos : When you listen to this song, in your mind's eye, Tori will be dry humping her bench to one of the most traditional of Xmas songs. And yes. She's hot.


• Someday at Christmas - Remy Zero : Pretty straight forward cover. Still, I dig Remy Zero.

And there you have it. Five of my favorite Xmas songs.

And just for the record, my all time favorites were not posted. You're thinking why and I'm posting it's because Charlie Brown's Xmas songs cannot be contained and/or included on any list.

Charlie Brown and everything that implies, is part of the fabric that keeps the universe from imploding.

I'm gonna go ahead and skip lunch today aka Thanksgiving Epilogue.

AKA I had enough Roasted Turkey/Dressing/Various types of pie/Zeigenbock (Only Texans Get It!)/Rolls/Pineappled Ham/insert everything else here, to last me until next weekend.

Anyone else have Turducken? A turkey, stuffed with a duck and a hen. That's normal. It was actually pretty decent.

Is it just me, or do families end up spending more time with the wife's side of the family?

I know we do. Not saying it's a bad thing. My wife's family is probably more close knit and to be quite honest, more into the whole family get together thing.

My family on the other hand, it is so dysfunctional, just thinking about where and who and how makes me give up even trying. It's not all my family's fault though. I'm pretty sure most of it is me. As soon as I catch a whiff of the unstableness that is my family situation, I'm out.

That's too bad. I really missed my sisters this past week.

You know you are addicted to blogs, when one of your favorites is about something else you are addicted too....

Starbucks!


Excuse me while I continue to underestimate the power of stableness.

Merry Thanksgiving!

14

Today my oldest is 14. To celebrate this occasion, I woke my son up at 6am and took him for Starbuck's. He wanted a Grande White Mocha.

Great kid. He never gets into any trouble in school. Actually has manners. Is compassionate towards people. Could care less about sports. Wants to become a History Professor/Teacher/get into politics because he wants to make the world a better place. And you know what? He has the heart to become that someone.

He even refuses to indulge in the constant low level potty humor my 10 year old and I revel in.


I know what you're thinking and that would be a no. I wasn't involved in an adoption process 14 years ago.

Fuckers.

TiVo Talk!

Welcome to a new segment here on The Armando Show. Random ramblings about what is on my TiVo aka what I like to watch on the telly.......

Roswell - It comes on at like 4 am on Sci-Fi every Friday and TiVo = awesome. It was one of my favorite shows and still holds up. If you've never seen it, Netflix it. If you don't Netflix, you suck.

Survivor: Guatemala - I STILL loves this shit. I can't wait for this every week.

Lost - Fun and Genius, even if I, along with everyone else in the no patience having US of A wan't more shit to happen all the time. But I know in my heart that the manga style storytelling is perfect. Sooner or later, people will realize it's like reading a good book. A really big fucking book.

Gilmore Girls - Seriously, never has a tv series I've enjoyed had characters who seem as real as the ones on this show. And still the best dialogue ever. When I tell you this show makes you feel like you are watching someone's life, I mean it. Not much really happens other than life things. And the life things that do happen, the way the characters react and interact, even after I have watched every episode of the first three seasons, is still refreshing and as real as ever. And be sure to pay attention, because Lorelai spits brilliance.

Gotta Go!

It's Official - Xmas time is here! (Or, If 103.7 KVIL decides to start playing Xmas music...)

Then yes, it's time for the Holidays! *Egg Nog Boner*

www.kvil.com

Fuck it. I'm going to rock it. Rock it real hard.

*Don't They Know It's Xmas plays in background*

Jesus, Boy George is so gay. And Bono sounds as arrogant as ever. Even way back then before he decided to become The New Jesus.

*nods head*

No. I won't stop describing reality in between asterisks.

*stands up and crotch chops the internet*

Ok. So this Xmas we're going to Disney World. For those that know me, it's no secret I am the biggest Disney World whore. Sure it's corporate capitalism at it's finest, but it's fine tuned and geniusly marketed corporate capitalism.

Who gives a shit. I love it. Anyone who can make me "believe" I am at the coolest place on earth, is free to go ahead and get some of this ass.

December 18th - 26th. Sunday to Monday. Fuck Yeah!

We leave early that Saturday. (As soon as Starbuck's opens, yes I know, more corporate analism, but I am gay like that) Drive all day, happier 'n shit until Saturday night. That will place us somewhere in Florida. We'll get a room, wake up early Sunday and arrive at WDW (Walt Disney World for those who aren't geeky enough) around noonish.

Want to know what the best part is? We haven't and won't tell the kids until we are in the van and driving off.

We just figured, all the money we waste on gifts, etc. why not use it on something that can last forever (memories) as opposed to the latest thing-a-muh-bob my kids will only add to their collection of neglection?

And you know what? There are worse things than being all Xmassy right now.


Like letting your son dress up as Queen Amidala for Halloween......BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

My Dearest Blog, Oh How I Ignore Thee........(one more Halloween story before I decide it's time to go ahead and get into a very unstable..

and ridiculously early Xmas mode.) (We're going to Disney World for Xmas btw, but that's another post)

So, ok, this is my last All Hollow's Eve post, and the first post of a renewed commitment to my most wonderful of blogs. ( although, I have been blogging in my head, weird)

It's Halloween, and we are at the Mrs. best friend's house, eating a little dinner before we head off to the genius that is trunk fest. Per her best friend's request, the Mrs. is putting make up on her 9 year old son.

Now here's where it starts to get interesting. Let me set this up. My 14 year old was dressed as Goofy, (well because...) my 10 year old was your standard camoflauge ninja and my 4 year old was Spider-Man. Pretty basic stuff.

The best friend's son, he was walking around in a red robe, with these designs on it, that looked strangely familiar. My boys are like, Dad, it's like we've seen that robe before but we can't place where.

So one of my boys ask him, what it is he was wearing and he said he was dressing up "like one of those dragons in a Chinese parade, like something you see in a Chinese parade's".

Baffled, my 10 year old shrugs.

As my wife puts on the full white face make up and begins to make a red circle on each of his cheeks, I'm thinking , OH OH.

This red robe, this face make up, is on a 9 year old boy. BOY. And I'm thinking, with my 10 year old is sitting right next to me fascinated, this is starting to look, umm how can I put this without being mean, I can't. So I won't.

When she is done applying the make up, he announces to his audience, my son and I, that he is going to his room to get the last piece to this strange puzzle he is wearing.

As he walks back into the living room, in full costume, it dawns on me that this is the greatest Halloween moment of my life. My eyes and mind almost cannot fathom the comedic implications of this 9 year old BOY's costume.

And what made it even cooler was that my 10 year old was totally on the same wavelength.

We both looked at each other in total amazement, tears instantly building in our eyes.

Homeboy had dressed up as QUEEN AMIDALA and not he or his mother knew it!

HOLY FUCKING SHIT! Lil'Lil Mando went bananas and literally started to go into a seizure it was so goddamn funny. I had to cover his mouth, I didn't want to hurt the boys feelings, so I started to wrestle with him. I mean, this shit was fucking funny dude. Horribly funny.

It took everything I had to keep my 10 year old from talking trash. Don't get me wrong though, we laughed for at least 15 minutes straight, and everytime the boy talked to us, oh dear, funniest shit ever.

All night long my son would come over to me and whisper, "Queen Amidala to the rescue!"

We never did tell him or his mom who he really was. We just didn't have the heart. That and my wife wouldn't let me.

There's a "young boy on Who's The Boss" joke in there somewhere.

Trunk Fest = The New Halloween

This is where I make one of those statements about how, when I was a kid, Halloween was so much fun. Ton's 'O Kids walking around, streets filled with ET's and Luke Skywalker's, and an occasional Goonie. (see me)

But that would be the predictable, run of the mill way to start a post. Oh wait.

This year, and quite honestly, the past couple of years, the streets have been empty. Sad, but true. This is the part where I tell you that when I was a kid, things were simpler and people actually enjoyed going outside and interacting with the community. Not anymore. And who can blame them?

It's a New Age. I have more friends online than I do in the real world. Add all the things kids can do these days, video games, DVD's, the interweb and enter kids who really just don't care about walking around outside and getting free candy.

Again with the "enter", The Trunk Fest.

Leave it to the marketing genius' at your local church to come up with another way to get your address and try and pimp out there Jesus to you. And to be quite honest, I applaud them for it.

Instead of Halloween, it's Harvest Time, and instead of going house to house, you get a bunch of people to park in your parking lot, and hand out candy from their trunks. GENIUS.

Meanwhile, you have concessions, a stage where the Jesus is being rocked, and presto, Super Jesus Harvest Festival disguised as the New Halloween. Again, Genius.

My two older boys remember "the days" of going house to house, but my 4 year old, he's a child of the New Age Trunk Fest.

"House to house? Dudes, when you guys were little, I bet you had VCR's!!! Queers!" - says the little Latino kid disguised as a coconut.

To All My Fans!

What happened to the daily doses of quirky unstableness I used to drop on an even more unstable consistant basis?

I'll tell you where they've been, in my head!

First off, about two weeks ago, my work PC kicked the bucket. For a few days Senor IT tried to get it going again but finally gave up. He then proceeded to order me a brand new PC. Sweet. Getting me some sound finally.

Any day now this proverbial jukebox will be arriving. In the meantime, I have been using the spare laptop.

No favorites on my IE. None of my shortcuts. A different version of Outlook. I have to log onto a remote PC to log onto our network because this dungpile is half ass messed up too. In other words, it has thrown my whole PC game off and sucks stinky ass.

So since I can't just click on my "Blog" favorites folder and come straight here and blog it old school, I've been putting off posting.

Not that I haven't been posting in my mind. I'm weird like that. (I'm sure you've noticed)

Stay tuned as I have finally gotten semi-comfortable enough with this laptop to begin posting again.

Where do I begin.......?

I swear, this year is going to be different.....

*I think to myself, "I love this time of year."*

It's almost Halloween. And while yes, the concept of All Hallow's Eve is very intriguing and I end up surfing pagan websites,going to haunted houses and look at things from an all around darker perspective, it's actually that Halloween represents the darkness before the light of Thanksgiving and Xmas.

And it's actually the build up to the holidays that I enjoy more than the actual holiday itself. Every year I end up overhyping the holidays. Tell myself this is the year where I really take the time to soak it all in. Do things I haven't done in the past. Enjoy the situations and the company that comes with these holidays.

The kids are getting older. I'm getting older. And every year, after it's all said and done, I realize, I didn't soak it all in like I should have. I didn't enjoy it like I should have. I rushed through it. Hurried it up.

Well, this year, hopefully that all changes. I'm going to make an effort to take life moment by moment. Try to quit living in the zone of worried anticipation and just live in the now.


All I can do is try.

Beck featuring The Flaming Lips

I almost forgot, but last night, on my local PBS station, good old channel 13, I caught a kick ass Austin City Limits from 2003.

It was Beck, and get this, The Flaming Lips were "his band". Are you fucking kidding me????

Complete and total genius. I mean, first off, Beck by himself is of the ruling nature, but to have the Lips playing his music for him. It was bad ass. Beck's vocals were so on. Made me remember why "Sea Change" is one of the greatest albums ever.

And dude, when for the final song of the night, they busted out "Where It's At?" and Wayne-O was doing the "two turntables and a microphone" through a bullhorn, well, duh, yeah, *BONER*.

I forgot to mention in my last post, that I am now going to go ahead and retire Coldplay for a bit, and rerape the shit out of my Lips and Beck CD's.

this is one of those times....

Christ. For the most part, I seem to always have something to say about something. Be it the most intimate, boring details of my so called life, or an opinion on something I find interesting and/or am quirkily into at the time of said moment of me busting out with said something.

But lately, ever since this whole, I don't know, past month happened, I've just lost my mmmmojo.

Contrary to what the mormon and the other have said to me about Coldplay, I still cannot stop listening to them. It's like a sickness. Yes I know. They are the modern purveyors of pop music. And it's all perfectly in tune and shit, but goddamn if it isn't some good ass pop music. It's those fucking piano hooks man. They fuck me up.

I'm pretty sure I have heard "Warning Signs" about 4000 times in the past month. It's my favorite song by them and it gets me everytime.

And yeah, I'm still loving the Gilmore girls. (Yes the "girls" part of it isn't supposed to be capitalized) I am on Season 3 disc 1 and it still can't be fucked with. So don't even try. Dialogue and character development on this show are the best, well, ever. Just watch it. You have to start from the beginning, because if you don't you suck and will be lost, but go ahead and watch it, I dare ya.

And Netflix, how sweet it is. (I am aware I start many a paragraph with "And", deal with my fragmentation) If you are still renting flix from your local Blockbuster, just stop. Sometimes, I just sit around and play with my Netflix queue and rate movies until I get a headache. Then I go to the kitchen and get the Orange Ocean Hawaiian Punch out of the fridge and drink it straight from the bottle.

You haven't tried it yet? Loser. Orange Ocean HP is the awesome.


This is where you tell yourself you can't believe you just read this and you want the minute it took you to read it back.

Continuity has been rebooted.

(As some of you know, I am a huge comic book geek)

Enter this new era of The Armando Show. If you take a quick look around, some things that were posted here, no longer exist.

This is exactly what happens in comics when the story becomes confusing or sucks and/or the publisher wants to take it in another direction. They come up with a story that wipes away or changes what has happened in the past.

Consider this the reboot. Me wiping away some of the past few months. And while I won't act like it didn't happen, I'm done with it.

Welcome.

To the new and improved (puhlease) Armando Show.

Continue to not give a shit.

Thanks.

Prepare Thyself.

Prepare thyself for a cataclysmic catastrophe of epic proportions that will forever change the very continuum of The Armando Show universe..........


(Or at least until something else retarded happens in my life)

Just when you thought you knew, you don't!


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http://www.savagechickens.com/

6:23 P.M. EDT.

Ha Ha Ha Chi Chi Chi

The Armando Show TV Guide

(I have to try and not think about her...here goes)

Must see TV for The Armando Show. (In no particular order, well except for my Girls Gilmore)

Gilmore Girls
24
Boston Legal
Survivor:Guatemala
Smallville
Lost
Veronica Mars
Alias
Entourage
Curb Your Enthusiasm
The Office (US version)
Extras (HBO and I don't have HBO, but I'll netflix it someday)

Honorable Mentions:
The O.C. - I've netflix'd a bit of the 1st season, totally soap opera BS, but it was fun BS and I liked it.

Deadwood - Got this one in queue. Haven't seen one episode, but I've heard good things.

Coming soon, my Hall of Fame. Shows you should watch on DVD.

In other words, more geighness.

100% Pure Genius.

Dear Santa,

Go ahead and put this bitch under my tree. Thanks.

Still A Believer,
Armando

Click for Buffy goodness!

"Halfsies"

Using the term "halfsies" when referring to going half with someone on the cost of something is just inherently funy.

What? It is.

LOLOLOLOLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!11111111222223333333FU

*Politik by Coldplay plays in background*

The first thing I remember wanting to be when I was a little shit was an Astronomer. Looking up into the sky was beyond kick ass for me at the young age of four. Hell, Astronomy was the first "big" word I learned how to spell.

The Clouds. The Stars. The Moon. The Sun. All places I wanted to go. Ok, maybe not the Sun bitch, but you know what I mean. (boo hoo the Sun could burn you....lick my boots)

Right now I'm not even here. My head is so in the clouds right now and I'm not even sure why exactly.

I don't hate this place. (the ground) I'm just supposed to be somewhere else. Doing something else.

Listen, you can sit there and say "everyone feels this way, at one time or another", is that supposed to make me feel less like a cumulus cloud and more like a robot?

Autumn is coming.





Revival is in the air.

And do try and keep up, Politik by Coldplay is Track 7.

Sookie, Sookie Now.

blah,blah,blah

here i go again, just typing. i've hit the proverbial wall, as far as work is concerned, so i am here to fuck off at least a minute or two.

labor day weekend eh? like you can fucking go anywhere with gas prices this high. i'm still debating if i am going to my annual family reunion. don't know if i like those motherfuckers enough to spend a couple of hundred dollars on gas.

side note here, verizon is really causing my hide to be chapped. i've yet to get my home phone service on. or at least working at the apartment. i was really just doing it for emergencies and to have dsl, so i may go with the cheapest phone line available, and not use it, just for dsl. (might be able to budget in some directv, *boner*)

i have to go to an iso meeting now. anyone have a couple of sporks? one for each eye?


Jesus loves bunnies. Amen.

Overpriced Coffee

Oh how I love thee.

As your warmth hits my tastebuds, I imagine myself flying through the sky with Levar Burton,(Reading Rainbow theme playing in the background) holding hands as we fly over this place we like to call the ground.

Your smooth essence then proceeds down my throat into my gut, where you take up residence. I feel you IN MY BELLY [/Fat Bastard] and it makes me feel like I'm a winner and can conquer all.

Grande White Mocha, WILL YOU MARRY ME?

Nothing Better.

Yesterday during my 4 year old's soccer practice, right in the middle of me coaching and him coming off the field to get a drink, my son comes over, looks up and says to me, "you're the best Dad".

I got down on one knee, looked him right in his sweaty face, and said "no matter what, Daddy loves you". He squeezed my neck and ran off to get a drink.

There just isn't anything better than that.

I swear I almost broke down right there.

I swear I might break down right now.

Robert_M

Ladies and Gentleman........Robert_M!


"Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Hey looters
is that the best you can do? People are dying, and you are at Foot Action?
nice

I know you can read this cause you stole a laptop

posted by Robert_M at 6:31 PM"

I love ya Rob.

Check out my homie's blog @ http://robert_minter.blogspot.com

Naked and Lost.

Left the house this morning without my watch and my phone.

Somebody hold me.

Who wants to go? (Track 5)

"I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin


I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything, So
why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?


Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go

Ooo
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?"


Hello fellow inhabitants of Unstableness. Say hello to track 5 of the most awesome soundtrack to ever be conceived without actually being a soundtrack to anything that resembles some sort of reality.

"Somewhere Only We Know" - Keane

I would so be able to hang out with beings from the other side of the universe.

Good Morning.

Autumn - The Countdown Begins!

For all my OG's out there, I want to shout out like I do errrrr year. (I'm suprised it took me this long to begin to be annoying about this)








YOUR ANNUAL DEATH IS IMMINENT SUMMER! AH AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!1111111

*makes finger pistol and shoots towards the Sun's general direction*

So what if on the first day of Autumn it will probably feel like you still have breath in your lungs! We will refuse to acknowledge your existence and begin to go to Party City to look at Halloween shit!

Energizer Bunny.

I still feel like going and going and going.........ahhhh tonight, a total quantity of nine 4 year olds will try their best to NOT do what I am asking. I'll think it's great and their parents will yell at them. They are 4. Sirs and Ma'ams, please refrain from yelling at someone underneath the age of at least 8 to play soccer correctly. So not the right way to teach kids to love soccer. My ultimate goal is to create a love in them for the sport. The sport I consider to be the greatest ever. This is not a point to be argued by the way. It is just so. Holla! There will be plenty of time for schooling them in the ways of victory and defeat. Now, they need to kick the ball, run, develop a sense of team and comraderie. It is the most fun ever for me. Nothing like sitting with them in a circle and have them look to me for coaching. The eyes of these kids reminds me how incredible life can be. And isn't it incredible how stupid we can be and we fuck it all up? UnHolla! Why must we be that way?

Here I Go.

I'm at lunch. I'm not hungry. Or not hungry enough to actually leave the office. I don't have the willpower to walk out to my car, get in and drive somewhere. And really, I don't want to spend the money. I did however muster up enough energy to get my "jambox" out of my trunk so I could listen to music as I sit here and just type the first things that come to mind. Who even says "jambox" anymore? I want an Ipod so Michael Jackson Bad. I want the full blown one. Fuck it. The one that stores and shows pics. I miss DirecTV (with TiVo). But I miss having the internet more. (at home) At least with the net, I can sit at my pc and totally geek out for hours on end. Reading about shit I haven't seen yet because I no longer have TiVo to record all the bullshit shows I am addicted to. Thank God For DVD. Netflix, I want to marry you. Dry hump you even. Dry humping is so underrated. Bump and grind motherfuckers. Don't take it for granted. It's kind of like the way we take for granted that that little tramp holding the umbrella will always be on the cover of the salt container. If you are still reading this, you really have nothing better to do. Verizon double booked the phone number they had given me for my new service. Pigfuckers. DSL will be coming soon too. I am so broke. I have a budget? Ugh. I mean not down to zero broke. Why do guys feel like they need to have a certain amount of disposable income? Or is it just me? (Like anyone is even go to respond to a question buried deep in this shit) I don't care that Mik and Other think Coldplay is simpleton and safe. I mean, I know they are, but fuck if I don't dig the shit. At least "Parachutes". *"Trouble" plays in background* (And yes the asterik next to the quotation mark is mildly unstable. You are just going to have find a way to cope with it.) I want to be a resident of Star's Hollow. If someone knows of a place that is similar, please advise. That's where my next vacation will be. I want to vacation in Maine. Alaska, when it's dark for an "UNSTABLE" period of time. I need a new watch. Or at least that's what I have tried to convince myself of. Souper! Salad! Delicshhh. Guess I am sorta hungry. Still not enough to do anything about it. Ok, so I ate a bag of chips out of the vending machine. I did have a Grande Mocha Frap this morning.

I really don't have much to say.

Please drive thru.

Such A Struggle.

Why was it such a struggle for a certain someone to pick up the tab for Robert's "farewell" lunch?

And why did Robert have to come in here and say good bye while I was typing this?

*tear*

Fuck. Another soldier lost to the game.

Come on 5 o'clock. I so can't wait to leave this bitch today.

Latino guy and a Black guy...

talk about Gilmore girls on AIM..........

TacoKidAIM : lol @ you hating gilmore girls on netflix
TacoKidAIM : sucker, i know you havent even seen the show
Glenn ambw : I've seen 5 minutes of it once....believe it or not Gilmore girls is not very popular in the hood
TacoKidAIM : lol
TacoKidAIM : the only black person on there is french
TacoKidAIM : genius
Glenn ambw : That's one more than I thought they had

(TacoKid is my true name. ie, my cyber identity)

Ode to Robert M. (Track 4)

Another work buddy hits the road. And not just any work buddy, he's a high level member of the Unstable Friends Club. (See Joelito, who once also worked here, but has since left me here with no one to watch put their penis in an oscillating fan)

He's the last one here who operates on the same wavelengths that I do. When it comes to Music, Movies, Pop Culture, Dick Jokes, Thoughts on Life, Football (not that NFL bullshit), Books, just all around conversation he's right there with me.

It's so going to fucking suck without the "Ipod King" up here. There are still friends here, but they are, like normal and cool and shit. Real stable. Gives me the creeps sometimes.

I'll miss ya Rob. All jokes aside, you are one cool motherfucker.

This leads us to Track 4 of The Armando Show soundtrack (yes I know there is an earlier post where I call the soundtrack by it's previous name, like I haven't been bothered by that, shut it)

As you leave today, both middle fingers in the air, this song should be playing in the background.


Artist: Grandaddy
Album: Sumday
Year: 2003
Title: Stray Dog And The Chocolate Shake

"Supervisor guy turns off the factory lights, so the robots have to work in the dark.

And theres a car load of kids, with beer and cigarettes, burning out and doin lawn jobs in the park.

And theres a shitty limosine parked in front of the bar, it never got to drive, any movie stars.
But the guy in the drivers seat don't care, with his wierd cologne and his magic hair, (its magic!)

The sofa and the fridge are on the car, but they're not strapped down, and we're drivin all over town.

And the used up krylon cans that the farmer found, were used to paint the foot-hills brown.

So there's a high school football coach sittin on the couch, with a tooth pick in his mouth.

And the stray dog won't forget the day, he tricked him with a chocolate shake, (little trick!)"


Bon Voyage My Friend.

Armando

Netflix

Right now I have at home:

Gilmore girls Season 2 - disc 1
Gilmore girls Season 2 - disc 2
Alias Season 1 - disc 1


Can't fuck with it. So don't even try.

Track 3

Y Control - Yeah Yeah Yeah's


It's my soundtrack. Shuddup.

Track 1

Starting today, I will begin creating the neverending track list to the "The Armando Show" soundtrack.

The Good Old Days - The Eels

Comedy Declaration

I want to declare right now, from the motherfucking rooftops of cyberspace, that when you're at work/the office, and someone is sitting at someone else's desk, Do NOT call them by the person's name whose desk they are at.

Don't fucking call Nathan, Charles.

And if someone else has already committed this carnal sin of comedy, don't be a dipshit and do it again.

Jesus Fucking Christ, now a third person???????

Netflix Bitch.

Yes I have. I have watched nothing but the Gilmore girls the past couple of weeks. Someone told me just to watch it once and I would be hooked.

Do youselves a favor and stay away from it. It's FagCrack. I'm hooked.

I just finished up season 1 and am now going ass first into season 2.

Join me?

Note: This time I am sprinkling in a little Alias season 1 with my Gilmore potpourri as to not totally be an ass pirate.