Da Bulls and Da Bears

The Bulls are running away...........


















But the Bears are here to stay





















Dow Jones lost 3.29% today, down 415.54
Nasdaq lost 3.86%, down 96.65
S&P was downed by 50.17 a full 3.46%

Ouch.

It was a global market plunge, China started it off with a retarded 9.1% drop, Europe quickly followed with thier own plunge and we followed suit.

If you were on the short side today, your eating gulf coast shrimp covered in gold flakes with Johnnie Walker Blue and truffle soup. Enjoy it you rich makret manipulating fucks.

I'm a dirty hairy man

things to do in the pocono's :

poker
nba 2k7 marathon
halo, split screen (4 guys)
cook ribs
sledding
skiing
ping pong
taboo board game
watch sports
foosball
darts
drink beer

good times


I'm growing in a goatee, hence the title. My wife hates it, of course.

Wouldn't these look super fly with a Oakland A's jersey

Sonny had five fingers, but he only used three

Sportin a wicked hangover from last night

Sweet Sixteen, my cousin. It was cool.

Oscars this Sunday, who you rooting for?
I want Marty to get one, that would be nice. Jim Carrey's 23 comes out today. I'm interested but will wait till dvd, obviously. Don't really go to the moves much. Unless it's a blockbuster I will have none of it. Oh and in case you haven't seen "The Departed" I don't know what your waiting for. Get on that bus.

I got nothing. Here are two great movie schitks. Have a terrible weekend.

"Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Whose gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to." - Col Jessep

"Well, fuck you, too. Fuck me, fuck you, fuck this whole city and everyone in it. Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job! Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN! Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel 35. Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English? Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from! Fuck the black-hatted Chassidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds! Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gekko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for FUCKING LIFE! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Worldcom! Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos. Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart! Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take five steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck on! Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in fuckin' Otisville, J! Fuck Osama Bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two whores roasting in a jet-fuel fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass! Fuck Jacob Elinsky, whining malcontent. Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass. Fuck Naturelle Riviera, I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back, sold me up the river, fucking bitch. Fuck my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar sipping on club sodas, selling whisky to firemen, cheering the Bronx bombers. Fuck this whole city and everyone in it. From the row-houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue, from the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park slope to the split-levels in Staten Island. Let an earthquake crumble it, let the fires rage, let it burn to fucking ash and then let the waters rise and submerge this whole rat-infested place." - Monty Brogan

No title

I have to update my side bar for some of these sites I frequent.

First I'll list them here........

Met fans
Adam Rubin
Metsblog

Other sports sites (in addition to ESPN, MLB, NFL, etc)
Lines
Deadspin
NBA Rumors
College Football News

News (of course CNN, Yahoo, etc)
Drudge
What Time is it?
Reuters

Stocks (news and stocks go hand in hand)
NYSE
Da street
WSJ

Movies
Database, movies
Jo Blow
Not Starring In

I was gonna list my favorites (sites you frequent) it's too long and I'm not that bored, yet.

Ashes to Ashes

Ash Wednesday:
"Remember, man, that you are dust
And unto dust you shall return."

A Holy day on the Catholic calendar. I'm not exactly a good Catholic.
Hell, I swear, I drink, I had sex before marriage, I think dirty things every 10 seconds and never go to church. Who am I kidding? I drove by St. Mary's this morning to get some ashes on my forehead but it was a mass and I didn't have time. So now on lunch I plan on walking around to find a church doling out ashes. Gotta make that sacrifice.

Now if your religious today is a big day for you. Your probably fasting, abstaining from meat and asking god for forgiveness for all your sins. I'm not. But I'm wondering today if I should.
See, I have a minor announcement to make. I'm having a kid. Wife's almost 5 months now so yeah El Pad slipped one past the goalie. Got me thinking, do i want to raise my child like I was raised, as far as going to church, religion, cdc etc, etc.? Or do I want a heathen child?

Maybe I should start caring bout religion or at least pretend I do. For the kid. Today would be a great day to start. Gotta think of something to sacrafice. Beer is out of the question, baby steps man. Baby steps.

I'll start with trying to eat a little more healthy. Maybe no junk food or soda, candy etc.
We'll see how that goes. I'll just have to concentrate on not eating meat today and every Friday til Easter. I've done it before, it just seems to have more purpose now.

Here's to Hallmark

This is how I feel about today.

And oh yeah, the Ice storm was a nice touch God. Thanks

This aint a scene it's a god dam's arms race

the voices in my head are starting again

if i had a piano, i would play "Hello" by Lionel Richie

Peroni beer is quite possibly, my favorite import as of right now. It's true.

Persia, STEP OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!

That UTAH thing is fucked up.

I hate office ogre's. there is this guy who walks around like a god dam clydesdale.
so fucking loud
i feel like throwing him an onion to see if he eats it

i prefer cactus over bamboo

i hate country music but johnny cash is awesome

burping makes me happy

a nice beef stew in the winter is all a man needs

why does dora the explorer talk two languages?

remember that valentine's day is for suckers and show off's
dont give in

idiocracy was a good 84 minutes, rent it

flags of our fathers = excellent, can't wait for letters from iwo jima

the gollum pours some black juice in every drink he drinks, what a psycho
jim henson couldnt create a character like this guy
no really
surreal

i dont know if i ever mentioned it here but shout out to rev (linked to the right)
for the tastycake package he sent me in december that arrived january
delicious stuff, it was a thank you for the bagels i sent him to pay for a bet we made
good guy that rev

wintry mix tomorrow, yay
i may start off the day with a hottie tottie in the am, wink.........

godspeed col steve austin

Stings the nostrils

Here's to hoping the Red Hot Chili Peppers win that Album of the year award this Sunday night @ the Grammy's. It was one of thier best works ever.

Snow (Hey Oh)
Come to decide that the things that I tried were in my life just to get high on.
When I sit alone, come get a little known
But I need more than myself this time.
Step from the road to the sea to the sky, and I do believe that we rely on
When I lay it on, come get to play it on
All my life to sacrifice.

Hey oh... listen what I say oh
I got your hey oh, now listen what I say oh

When will I know that I really can't go
To the well once more - time to decide on.
Well it's killing me, when will I really see, all that I need to look inside.
Come to belive that I better not leave before I get my chance to ride,
Well it's killing me, what do I really need - all that I need to look inside.

Hey oh... listen what I say oh
Come back and hey oh, look at what I say oh

The more I see the less I know
The more I like to let it go - hey oh, woah...
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow,
Finally divided by a word so undecided and there's nowhere to go;
Inbetween the cover of another perfect wonder and it's so white as snow,
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed and there's nowhere to go.

Ho!
Went to descend to ammend for a friend of the channels that had broken down.
Now you bring it up, I'm gonna ring it up - just to hear you sing it out.
Step from the road to the sea to the sky, and I do belive what we rely on,
When I lay it on, come get to play it on
All my life to sacrifice

Hey oh... listen what I say oh
I got your hey oh... listen what I say oh

The more I see, the less I know
The more I like to let it go - hey oh, woah...
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow.
Finally divided by a word so undecided and there's nowhere to go
Inbetween the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed and there's nowhere to go.

I said hey hey yeah oh yeah, tell my love now.
Hey hey yeah oh yeah, tell my love now.

Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow,
Finaly divided by a word so undecided and there's nowhere to go.
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder where it's so white as snow...
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed and there's nowhere to go.

I said hey oh yeah oh yeah... tell my love now
Hey yeah yeah... oh yeah.

NUBA

As promised, the b-ball jersey's.....

New Jersey's ?

With Football season over, these are some Jersey's I'd like to get my hands on.....Tomorrow I'll post the Basketball one's.
(The rule is I can only pick 5, I like to challenge myself, otherwise I'd own 1 jersey from every team).

SUPPPPPEEERRR!!!!

Enjoy all, enjoy the Super Bowl. A true American Holiday.

Men, scratch your nuts.
Don't throw your socks in the hamper.
Be naked.
Drink beer.
Eat fried shit.
Fart. Burp.
Gamble/Bet.

Root for your team.
If you don't have one, pick one for the day.

Happy Super Bowl Day!

double d's

Dope-nessssssssss!!!

New workstation. Boring I know, but I ain't got nothing.