Santa is less than 24 hours away

El Padrino would like to extend a MERRY CHRISTMAS to all the El Padrino-iacs out there. I love you all. Eat, drink and be merry.

Broken spirit

Seven fishes. Wednesday, about 8pm can't come quick enough. Can't wait to dig in to that crab sauce, those crab legs, the scungili, the stuffed calamari, the lobster tails, stuffed flounder, shrimp salad with baccala, and some mussels marinara.

And this is after a robust antipasto. Man I'm pumped.

Not really into the xmas spirit this year. Just a down year overall. Pile of bills, grandma, job situation isn't as rosey as it could be, obama, russians, terrorists, my xbox360 broke, and also my oven broke. But, I have two legs, two arms and for all intent and purposes I'm normal. Wife's normal, baby is a blessing. So i'm not complaining. From here til xmas I'm turning my xmas spirit on full steam ahead. Choo-choooo!

your dad has nothing on me

I'm a good dad. Before I hook up the propane tank to the grill outside I let my little girl play with them. And yes she's rocking Xmas tattoo's on her hands. That's just how she rolls.

The Ox and Lamb kept time

Best Xmas song ever (not including the Peanuts Christmas Time is Here that's on another planet) is:

The Little Drummer Boy, best performed by......

Harry Simeone Chorale

I love that song like I love big slabs of beef and fresh italian bread. I want to tackle a Xmas tree and roast chestnuts all at the same time. It's the perfect xmas song and sometimes, orchestra's don't get the credit they deserve.

For some reason I like cold weather. I think I'm alone in this when I say I look forward to the winter season. Now, rain and sleet and shit like that I could do without. Snow I like too. Weird. It just doesn't bother me, I'd rather be cold then hot. Cuz If I'm naked and sweating what can I do?

Haven't walked into a mall yet, very proud of myself.

207MM gone

News Releases
One Ticket Wins Jackpot in December 12 Drawing
RELEASE DATE: 12/13/2008

There was one ticket that matched all six numbers in the December 12, 2008, Mega Millions drawing. That ticket, which was purchased in Piqua, Ohio, wins the estimated $207 million jackpot.


FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

One day? Please?
man that would be sweet.
207MM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

First thing I'd do.

Assuming lump sum is what, 140MM? Give or take.
100MM in a high yield bank account. Maybe in Zurich or something like that.

The rest of the beans--- in No paticular order....

Each immediate family member gets 250K, cash. (that's like 12 people)
Each non-immediate family member gets 10K, check.

Me, wife, kid settle on a house or two. Maybe a suite condo on the West side and then a jersey shore house or something. Figure 40K for furnishes, nothing crazy.

Wife gets to go on a shopping spree. No limit.

Donating 50K to my church, 50K to Aids foundation, 50K to the Jimmy V foundation and 50K to the Children's hospital.

Would start my own clothing line. Would also quit to pursue being a sports talk radio personality.

Walk up and down the street smacking any Russian I see witha stack of $100's.

Pay off the credit cards and get the AMEX black. Nothing else.

Mail a signed picture of my balls to my landlord.

Wouls buy a sports bar. And a restaurant. Steakhouse I think. But more eclectic.

Invest 5MM in the stock market, no broker. I am my own broker.
Call Lenny Dykstra, pick his brain.

Season tickets to mets, knicks, giants, rangers.

2MM trust fund for kid, 1MM for college.

Maybe buy a few properties, and I mean all over the USA.
Row houses in SF. Wrigleyville bar or two. Club in the Bahamas. Bed and breakfast off Martha's Vineyard. Winery in Napa valley. Boutique hotel in Miami. Couple of Mickey D's. Cattle ranch in Texas. Vacation house in Tuscany. Condo in Vegas.
Shit like that.

Pay Snapple to make the old school soda's again. Like Birch beer and Cherry Lime Rickey.

Cars I don't care about. Maybe one toy car, and I like older cars. Forget private jets, I can always lease one if I need to. Commerical is fine. Less likely to crash too.

I know I'm leaving a ton of shit out but damn my mind is racing and I didn't even win.

Ok, back to sleep now.

Santa, I want........

2008's El Pad's Xmas Wish List, in the spirit of true xmas one gift from this list is fine. Christmas is not only about the gifts ya know.

Desk Sound Dock, no clue why Modell's is selling this but I like it the best.

Not like I have time to play but a new Golf Driver would be nice.

Blu-Ray player. No brainer.

Taser. On this list for the third year in a row.

Step-Brothers/Dark Knight on blu-ray.

Call of Duty World of War

I-phone. or maybe the G1 phone.

A George Muresan Fathead.

A case of J. Lohr Seven Oaks Cabernet

Costco gift card so I can buy a mountain of peanuts, two 10 pound roast beef's, 4 pounds of crab legs, 2 pounds of shrimp and 4 cases of beer.

A Bonsai tree.

A sword.

A crazy ass sleigh with a cupholder.

Socks. Who doesn't need socks?

Dark red tie, dark blue tie, gold tie.

Crispy white Air Force Ones. (Classic)

Boombox

A giant self-portrait of myself in a robe smoking a pipe and thinking.

A Shea Stadium seat, preferably from the Loge section.

Genuine Lizard loafers

A Chase Utley jersey so I can burn it.

Beer Glove

Cast Iron skillet

A drum set

Hi Dora

Sorry, I wish sick with some sort of Manchurian disease. Better now.

Sport fans, I post every Friday on one of the premier sports blogs on the web here. Check it out if you like winning money on gambling and general awesomeness.

Non-sports fans how are you? How could you not like sports? Unless your of course a women. Then it's allowable.

Grandma update. Um, in and out is the best way to describe it. Sometimes she is with it sometimes way way way way out of it. So we continue visiting her in the hospital and praying. Aprreciate all your kind words.

I've been trying to guess the 11 secret herbs and spices in KFC's chicken. Big fan by the way. Don't know if they still use it but hell here's my shot. And this is without looking for guesses on the internet.

Salt, Black Pepper, Paprika, Marjoram, MSG, Parsley Flakes, Onion Powder, Garlic Powder, Ground Mustard, All Spice, Chili Powder......I should try it to see if it tastes similar.

That's all I got.

Sigh, happy thanksgiving i guess

I wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving with a little bit of a heavy heart. Grandma was admitted to the hospital Friday night from what ended up beeing "bleeding in the brain". Now I'm no doctor but bleeding in the brain can't be good. So while that was fucked up we were kind of led to believe that she would be ok. However last night she took a turn for the worse as now she is slurring her speech, having flashbacks and not recognizing who any of us are. It's quite sad as she has been somewhat of a matriach rock of our family. She's south of 80 years old, still cooked and cleaned like a middle aged housewife and was alert, normal, perfectly fine until this. Now she's a brain damaged old lady and that's not fucking cool. Not cool at all. I'm quite upset over it.

If there is a chance she can rehabilitate the injury and end up being ok I have yet to hear that prognosis yet. This is my hope, all of our hopes. Before going to my in-laws I will stop by the hospital to spend the morning with her. Hopefully she remembers me.


*Thanks in advance for any well-wishes in the comment section*

Winter Scarving

This is for men who wear a winter scarf like this picture. If I see you on the street rocking this look I will punch you in the fleshy patch that used to be your balls. And furthermore if your a man and you need a scarf, they only come in Navy Blue, Black, Gray/Grey or Brown. No Marigold or Deep Red or fucking Baby Blue. Stop adding to this crazy homosexuality thing.

Memo to the masses

GIFT CARD BUYERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!READ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stores that have already informed the Security Exchange of closing plans between October 2008 and January 2009 are:

Circuit City=2 0- most stores
Ann Taylor- 117 stores nationwide are to be shuttered
Lane Bryant, Fashion Bug, and Catherine's - close 150 store nationwide
Eddie Bauer - close stores 27 stores and more after January
Cache - close all stores
Talbots - closing down all stores
J. Jill - closing all stores
GAP - closing 85 stores
Footlocker - closing 140 stores more to close after January
Wickes Furniture - closing down
Levitz - closing down remaining stores
Bombay Company - closing remaining stores
Zales - closing down 82 stores and 105 after January.
Whitehall - closing all stores
Piercing Pagoda - closing all stores
Disney Stores - closing 98 stores and will close more after January.
Home Depot - closing 15 stores
Macys - close 9 stores after January
Linens and Things - closing all stores
Movie Galley - closing all stores
Pacific Sunware - closing stores
Pep Boys - closing 33 stores
Sprint/ Nextel - closing 133 stores
JC Penney - closing a number of stores after January
Ethan Allen - closing down 12 stores.
Wilson Leather - closing down all stores
Sharper Image - closing down all stores
K B Toys - closing 356 stores
Lowes - to close down some stores
Dillard's - to close some stores.

Last year I got a gift card from Sharper Image, I tried to use it in April. They did not honor it.

As always, the lesson is, Cash is King.

Yeah so I write now.

I'm writing a novel/screenplay/movie/Oscar/pay me. Here is an excerpt.

Zack was pissed. Not only did he lose his job over this but he also lost the trust of Jessica. The stress was almost too much. 3 days later, unshaven and miserable, Zack got a house call from Det. Wilson. He was looking for some information on the whereabouts of Timmy. "Did ya call his sister?" asked Zach. "Yes" replied Det. Wilson, "she said the last time she spoke to him he was with you" (looking down at pile of dirty clothes). Zach sat quiet for a moment. "Um, yeah, we hung out right before I was let go". "Let go", said the Detective. "Yeah" replied Zach, I was fired. "What for?" asked Det. Wilson.

That is all. I've been reading up on how to write screenplays and stuff so i figured i'd give it a whirl. The title of this piece would be Game Over (title still in works). I haven't fully worked out the plot out yet, well i have but i haven't decided on the subplots. I'll put it that way. I might make a subplot the main plot and vice versa. In short here it is.

"Zach Tyler works for EVG, Electronic Video Gaming, a company that designs and manufactures video games. It is a leader in it’s field, very successful. Zach is pretty much the go to guy in the company. He’s created three top sellers for the company and is in development for another. The name of this game is Hunted. The game is about revenge and murder. Zach delvs deeply into the psychology of this game and ultimately it consumes him. A string of murders rock Carson City, NV and unebeknowst to Zach’s family and friends, he is the guy that’s committing these murders. The development of these games he’s created, as well as games in the past have caused Zach to act out the game’s plots, all of which are causing loss of life. Connecting the dots will take Det. Wilson through the world of violent video gaming."





*The following is owned and created by Anthony L****** and is protected under the TJOKES.COM Inc. Any duplications and/or infringement of the above idea will result in a massive beating and/or legal action.*

Recycle, Abortion

Little chinese woman constantly rummaging through recycle garbage cans all over Brooklyn. Not like I care but they are impressive little workers. I mean some of them carry like 80 pounds of cans and bottles on one broomstick. I can't imagine they make more than $50 a week doing this but hey it's your party.

Crowded. Everyday. Crowded. Not pictured are two wiseass little boys seated on the bench to my right. Thank you for having those wonderful boys Ms. Mexican

Muzak

The Foo Fighters rocked my balls off this morning. I slept on them for quite awhile. That's a good band. You know, I have a ton of music that I listen to but I don't really have a favorite band. I mean I guess if you asked me that question I would answer the Red Hot Chili Peppers but it's not like I go apeshit over them or drool over album art like some dorks. Alot of people I know whether it be on the blog network or socially all of them have a favorite band. This guy Los is a huge rolling stones fan, I don't exactly get it but I don't have to. His taste. My sister in-law has a serious crush on Linkin Park maybe because she wants to bed lead the singer but that it's still her favorite band. My father and uncle were huge Pink Floyd fans. Another uncle is a severe dead-head. Cousin loves Rise Against. I can go on and on here. The point is I never really plegded an allegiance to any band. For me, I just enjoy music. If you make good music, I will listen to you. Just to name a few from my library.

I don't mind U2, I don't seek it out...the only steady U2 song I listen to is Beautiful Day. It keeps me from stabbing fellow straphangers.

Colplay. Eh. Maybe a song or two strikes me as listenable. Some of thier shit makes me want to kill myself.

Nirvana, not current I know but fucking solid shit right there.

Pearl Jam, never really developed a ear for them.

Green Day, punk rock, I can stomach them for a little while. Gets a little tired sometimes.

Listen I can't list every band in the world. You get my drift. I haven't found a complete band. Even Red Hot Chili Peppers makes a bum song that you scratch your head. Overall their shit is solid though. I'm kind of glad I don't have a favorite anyway. Keeps me open-minded to everyone else's shit and doesn't allow me to compare this one to that one and so on. It's so hard keeping up to new music anyway. We probably haven't even digested the older new stuff let alone the new new stuff. Especially with all these new dramatic bands like from Europe. Irish band and Snow Patrol and other U.K shit. I, so far, haven't minded their invasion.

Russell Stovers

No more political posts for awhile. Maybe some snide comments but nothing like the past two posts. I did my job I'd do it again. In the end I hope I'm dead wrong about Obama.

LOUD NOISES!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ever on the receiving end of a voice from hell? This women's voice is just awful, loud and squeaky. A cross between Roseanne Barr and Fran Drescher.

Old guy on elevator this morning. Mind you it's 7:45 and I haven't yet eaten any food.

Old Guy (semi jogging/limping towards elevator) : Hold that please, hold that elevator!

Me : (Hitting door close button repeatedly) : Door open button is not working...(doors closing I just look away then laugh once the door's close and I'm alone).

The threat of hell doesnt bother me on bit. For all I know this is hell.

One of the ugliest woman in the world works here and harasses my boss. My god she is High Alert ugly. Fuck I feel bad for her. It's like there is no way she would ever find a mate that would even think about sharing a cab with her let alone disrobe her fat ass. And as a side note I'm 100% sure she has no mirror where she lives. All kinds of hilarity ensues from her outfits.

That's all I got. It was an exhausting week.

Be careful what you wish for.

I want to just preface this post with the following disclaimer.

I am American. I voted. My candidate lost. I will support my future president because I am not a turncoat. I do not want a civil war. I don't hate black people. I don't hate anybody except Chinese people on the N train and dirty scumbag russians who drive mercedes benze's while stealing money from the government (part of my problem with democrats). McCain ran a hell of a campaign and I am proud to say I voted for him. He is a natural patriot, a true American hero and fantastic man. I am disappointed that he loss but was amazed at the turnout and recognize the historical impact the election of 2008 had. I stressed my points about Obama the other day so you all know my issues with him, nonetheless the people have spoken and now it's time to move on and focus on the next 4 years and beyond.

But before I go.......I hope everyone who voted for Obama enjoys the next 4 years.

Enjoy the next 4 years of giving the money you earned to feed lazy people who don't feel like working.

Enjoy the Jesse Jackson's of the world and the Rev Al Sharpton's of the world deciding who's a racist or not a racist. White people unfortunately are not going to get the opportunity to criticize anything that Barack Obama does because it would be viewed as racist. Meanwhile anyone with a mouth openly bashed President Bush who not only gets a bad rap but was an above average President in these times. No republican has said Bush was great and I ain't either.

Enjoy getting taxed until your fucking eyeballs fall out.

Enjoy the national health care debacle. Free health care never works.

Enjoy the broken promises of change.

Enjoy the complete fallout from pulling out troops from Iraq pre-maturely.

Enjoy Russia doing whatever the fuck they want.

Enjoy it all! We'll talk in 2012. That's if a terrosit attack doesn't take me out on the way to work.

John McCain, 2008

I'm voting for John McCain. These are the facts.

Barack Obama and his band of democrats had a hand in this housing crisis. Democrats have fought for years to even things amongst potential homeowners. Loosening the rules, allowing candidates with sub par credit the opportunity to own a home in America. Yet all the blame gets put on the Bush. In fact it was Bush who wanted to privatize the Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac coporations. Democrats laughed at him. It is the only way to protect the tax payers and the economy against the consequences of major financial difficulties of any of the three enterprises. It was the Republiclans who proposed increased oversight and regulation of Frannie and Freddie. If Obama wanted to give Low-Income families the ability to purchase a home in America he and the rest of his pigeons should take blame for that when it goes wrong instead of smearing shit on the people who believe otherwise. For years Obama worked for a "Community Organization" called ACORN. You've all heard of thier fradulent voting schemes but besides that they spent decades, DECADES pressuring banks and bank regulators to make more mortgages available to people without much credit. Most of those campaigns had heavy racial tones in them. Look it up. Fact.

Foreign policy wise this can't be a good situation. It actually makes my stomach hurt thinking about it. The inexperience of this man will be tested by the evil leaders around the world. Joe Biden even said this much about 2 weeks ago. Experience is paramount when dealing with foreign leaders. The fact that he's willing to meet, with no pre-conditions, with the likes of Hugo Chavez and that awful, awful man Ahmadinejad says it all.

Not to mention that he was born a Muslim. And while he denounces that religion and has embraced Christianity the cloud remains above his head. Middle Eastern countries cannot like the fact that he abandoned the Muslim law and it may compromise the ability of our government to safely protect our citizens abroad and here. It is completely unrealistic to think that our relations with the middle eastern countries will improve if Barack Obama was president. Israel is shitting their pants right now. And this also makes him a assassination target. Not because he is black but because he's a Muslim apostate.

He's a borderline socialist.

Patriotism. Where is it? I don't get the sense that Obama loves our country. I get that from McCain, he seems genuine. Obama to me just looks like he wants to get in the White House as quick as possible to put his policies to work. Obama has been seen (video evidence exists) not pledging his hand over his heart during the national anthem. His wife for the first time in her adult life is "proud of her country" and Obama refuses to wear an American pin on his jacket lapel. So much for American pride.

He's unaccomplished as a Senator. Plain and simple he's spent the past year of his Senate life campaigning to become president.

Tomorrow I will cast my vote for John McCain because he is the right man to lead this country. Join me. We all want change. But we want a change that points in the right direction.

Eat Fist

Fake cock and balls?

I had a dream my penis was a like a straw. Weird. It would just bogart it's way into a beverage and suck it all up. Or after finishing a bowl of apple jacks it would drink the rest of the milk. I'll tell ya, that's one of the weirdest dreams I've ever had. I knew my mind was filled with sick stuff but that one must have been hiding out for a long time.

The culprit behind this dream has to be those penis straws you see bachelorette's playing with when they are out at a bar or club. That has to be where my brain picked that up from. Still never understood the whole "let's walk around holding fake penises the night of my bachelorette party" but hey file that under "will never understand woman" and move on.

Anyway, well played Mr. Brain. Well played.

Floods and Beer

1. Dude flood ended years ago.

2. Ice, ice, ice cold beer. Glory.

3. My personal beer cooler.

Moth Balls and Tupperware

My salute to bacon

Rays over Phillies in 5. I can't stomach the Phillies winning a championship. And the Rays story is so good. Gotta pull for them.


Credit cards. Nightmare.


This guy was napping. Gotta feel for some homeless people. Ever wonder if that could be you. Like family wise, how does it get to that point. It's sad.














SNL was hilarious on Sat night. Best ratings in some 14 years they say.

Colin Powell you disappoint me.

If McCain/Palin were smart they should promise a Palin nude spread. They'd win the election going away. No serious.

Rough tough football on the weekends is heating up. I'm no longer sore all week. Just Monday.
Made some plays yesterday too. Couple of TD's , deflected passes, some nice rushing plays. Good day. I love playing football and I love competing.

Are you guys prepared if an intruder breaks into your home? I hope so. If you need any tips let me know.

Mars >>>>> Venus

There are alot of differences between men and woman. Other than the standard balls and tits thing of course. Let me go through a couple of things for a minute.

Stomach aches. I can count on my hand how many times I've ever had a stomach ache that was not related to drinking a heavy amount of scotch/whiskey, 12-15 beers or both. Woman, what the fuck with the stomach aches? Why do you always have one? Every other day, "I don't feel good". Why? "I don't know, I have a stomach ache". Jesus christ. Cut it out already.

Women have alot of shoes. I have black shoes and brown shoes. 40-2 is not fair.

Movies and overall violence/cool shit.
What's the deal with that. Why is a movie stupid because it involves killing, blood, scary things, trucks, barfights, fast cars, drugs and general awesomeness? That is what MAKES the movie good. Do you know what makes a movie not good? I will tell you. Kissing or hugging but no fucking, shopping, flowers, gay men, small dogs, talking small dogs, pink stuff, cackling woman, bff's, crying, bicycles and notebooks. So next time your watching something that has any one or all of those items I will make sure to ask you why your watching that shit. Just like you do to me.

Generally speaking. What is so satisfying about buying clothes or shopping in general.

The couch awaits.

No more movie quotes

I've got a cyst or an ingrown hair that has pitched a tent on the south lawn of my neck. It's fucking pissing me off. It hurts and I'd rather sleep on hot coals. But serious why did God create something so disgusting and annoying. Like I don't have enough shit on my plate right now. I gotta deal with a giant ball of awful dead tissue that protrudes from my neck like some sort of freak from the planet Malazar. For every beautiful thing God created he came up with something hellacious. I swear.

He created the vagina but he also created std's. So the vagina can't be enjoyed to the fullest extent of the penal law.

He created beer but also created the beer gut.

He created music but didn't exclude country music.

Get the drift. He should keep certain people alive, like myself and start over with creating shit. First kill just about everyone except for maybe like 500 people. Then he should take the 500 people and move them to a remote location and re-create earth based on our suggestions. For instance I think women should have tits on thier back as well as thier front and they can only get pregnant when you want them to. Not everytime the sperm actually fertilizes the egg. Also I think there should be a couple of beer rivers. Poland has natural springs of fantastic drinking water why shouldn't we have natural rivers of golden ale? These are just a couple of ideas. Any way the point is after he re-creates the world on our terms he simply releases us back to earth and we all live happily ever after.

I'm tired

Going to work in the dark sucks.
That white light is either death or the train.
Any one will do at 6am.















WTC skeleton. Finally some progress.
















Next to 2 train in tunnel. I'm on 4. No real reason.

Shit doesn't just disappear!

My commute is awful. I hate it. 3 trains, long walks, crowds of people. It just sucks.

Still not sure why the NY football Giants don't have cheerleaders.

I love Paella.

Apologizing is the worse.

Last night's debate stunk.

It's busy. Obviously.

Must suck to work in Mumbai.

Sales slump is a popular term lately.

Haven't had a good steak in a minute.

Despite not working out anymore my biceps are still fierce.

Why is everyone so afraid of mice?

I want to own a KFC.

credit crunch

Too busy at work to put some thoughts. I have things to say too. Damn shame. Blame the Bush regime. Everyone else is.

Been getting addicted to the chick breakfast sand which from mickey D's. Always get two hash browns. Always.

















Sam Adams Oktoberfest. Sorry for the extran half inch of head. I get restless.

Good night.

That's it. Tough being a Met fan. Today sort of feels like I just buried a friend. An old friend. There's pain involved. Rage ensues only after remembering how they lost yesterday, again, to the same team on the last day, again. O the pain.

But Shea deserves better. Maybe it was a dump to everyone else outside of NY but to us it was our dump. Layers of concrete, steel and wood. Saw two championships. Forget everything else. I would be lying to you if I say I cared the Jets played here. Or that the Beatles played this stadium. My memories are things like my first baseball game. I was nine. August 19th, 1989.

My dad worked overtime that week and surprised me with the tickets. It was a Thursday day night and happend to be his birthday. I begged for him to let me stay home from school the next day. Hard ass always said no to those types of requests. Bobby Ojeda was that day's starter, the Dodgers were in town and we hated the Dodgers that paticular year because of what they did to us in the playoffs the year prior. 88' was supposed to be our year.

Our seats were in the Loge section. A luxury considering our income. The first time I saw all that grass I just froze. It smelled wonderful. I had my glove on, never took it off. Heads up dad said. We might get one tonight. I had my Mets starter cap on, with my Darryl Strawberry pin on it. Dad smuggled in some food but when I begged for some ice cream he gave in. $2.50 later I had a carvel sundae inside a plastic mets helmet. Magadan went 3-3. Ojeda went 7 strong. Darryl laced a double. Meyers with the save. I remember looking out the window as we merged onto the Grand Central Parkway, to the right, and seeing the neon lights of shea blare. I said to myself before I nodded off to sleep that I would come back here, to this baseball chapel, as much as I possibly could when I grew up. And I did.

Some memories:

Every Darryl Strawberry home run. Sweetest swing I've ever seen in person. Skinny, tall, fluid. He was my favorite met.

Every Doc Gooden start. The guy was out of this world electric.

Kevin McReynolds grand slam vs the Pirates in late September. Specifically because dad called it.

Playing catch with Roger McDowell from the Loge section overhang near the bullpen.

The post 9/11 first game back Piazza go ahead blast to center.

Seeing Ricky Henderson in person. Steal a base.

Kevin Mitchell's seemingly 500 foot shot that bounced to the parking lot.

Watching Darryl hit BP, constantly hitting the scoreboard with ease.

Ron Darling autographing my baseball, hat and glove.

David Cone autographing a baseball and program.

the 14 inning game

those silly ramps

Home Run Apple

chicken fingers with those spicy waffle fries

Walking right by Ralph Kiner.

Sneaking into field level.

the John Rocker game.

Game 6, NLCS 2006.

Subway Series.

Maturation of David Wright, Jose Reyes.

I could go on forever so I'll stop here. Goodbye old friend. I will miss you.

*single tear rolling down cheek*

Lets Go Mets!

Click to watch 1964 video

Last week of Shea.

*tear rolling down cheek*

LET'S GO METS!

Greed is good

I'll get going soon. Mad work with all the companies crashing. I work in an area that is tied up in all this mess your reading about. It's called the Prime Broker business. I work in the Margin area of the Prime Brokerage business for the #1 Prime Broker on the street according to multiple publications.

Prime Brokerage

Margin

Get familiar if you want.

Turn those machines back on!!!!!

I thought when Bear Stearns went down it was crazy. Now Lehman Brothers. And Merrill Lynch essentially too. Crazy times. Not a good business to be in right now. I guess it's good I have two weeks off. Must be really busy at work. And thankfully my bank is one of the stronger one's and did not have much invested or tied into the subprime mortagages.

Lehman Brothers rich history

Merrill Lynch was the biggest brokerage house in the business in regards to customer accounts. Until Bank of America saved them with a 50 billion dollar all stock deal. I'm young, and have never seen anything like this but older people, people that have been in the business 35-40 years have never seen anything like this either.

Wait, let me guess. It's all Bush's fault.

I'll be back.

Man I can't believe I have to go to work monday. One week went by so fast.







Oh snap I have another week off!


HAHAHAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA


No cell pics today, they are on my work computer. suffer.
My NFL picks are up on the LOV site. That's all I got.

Never Forget

I think of 9/11 all the time. Actually obsessed with it to a degree.

Each time the Path train that I take each morning rumbles underneath the World Trade Center I get angry. The exoskeleton that still remains bothers me. The new construction underway disturbs me. I can't imagine losing a person close to me the way it went down 7 years ago. I pray for the families and reflect on the day. Anniversary's are for reflection. Let us never forget the day of 9-11-01. I won't. I never will. Walking over the Brooklyn Bridge along with thousands of other stunned New Yorkers, under perfectly blue skies, under not so perfect circumstances my heart is heavy today because of today's date.

I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti

I've off for two weeks. Sweet. Suite.

Company mandates you take two weeks off in a row, I guess so they can rifle through your shit and make sure you ain't robbing the company. Fine by me. The weather in NY (the whole east coast really) is never better then mid-late September.

This messaged has been brought to you by El Padrino, who is off for the next two weeks and wants you to feel jealous.

Cell Phone Pics Fridays

Summer's over. Onto Oktoberfest Beer.

You've seen my daughter. Meet my son.

Am I the only fool still eating these types of ices?

Like a 12 year old. They are good.

My Gym.

We're in the business of winning.

I watched the Giants Championship DVD from NFL films last night just to get pumped up for tonights game. Damn that shit felt good. I almost cried. No serious. That was some emotional shit. The run was so awesome, so fucking awesome wathcing it again, reliving all that was like eating ice cream on a cloud while getting a blow-job. I leave you with some images of last season.

Let's Go G-MMMEEENNN!!!!

Victory.

Elisha and Michael. Together forever.

Holy shit this blows.

Well at least I can still get some hot brazilian box and sleep on stacks of $100 bills.

Is that my spleen?

Prediction for tonight, Giants 23 - Redskins 13.

Remember. It's better to be judged by twelve people, than carried by six.

New Jersey doesn't have many redeeming qualities so I don't visit there often. Once good thing that they do have is nice beaches. The Jersey Shore is some good stuff. Miles and miles of solid beaches all the way from Cape May, NJ to about Sandy Hook. Here are some pics from Point Pleasant, one of the shores most popular beaches.

The only problem, of course, with the joisy shaw is the guidos. Check out This site for more information.

Cell Phone Pics Fridays

Path train entrance to Jersey City.

I hate it. I hate everyone on it and in it.

Leading up the entrance this guy is always there.

His name is "Mr. Outta My Fucking Mind"

Cankles. Hardcore son.

I feel bad for Balding men.

Obsession is a young man's game

Cell phone pic Friday's are back!



Knitters. Never understood them.

Look at these uglies. That's guy is half man half giraffe.

Hilarious wall at Mambo Italiano's Restaurant.

I didn't speak a word of French, six weeks later she was my wife.

I went to this Wedding on Sunday evening. It was a little strange. It was a Jew/Muslim wedding. I thought maybe for a minute the party favors were M-16 rifles but they were not. It went smooth. The dude was a jew. Just to sidetrack for a minute have any of you ever been to a Jew wedding? It's quite entertaining. The circle dance thing is all kinds of hilarity, HALLAH, HALLAH, HALLAH, HAHAHAHAHAHAHALLAAH. And then the chair in the air which is really funny when the groom checks in at 250lbs. Anyway getting back the bride was a Phillipino/Guyanese Muslim. So yeah.

Apparently, love knows no boundaries.
(that's the gayest shit I ever wrote, I must have sex with my wife tonight)

The crowd had towel heads, beanie wearers, philipinos and some white folk like me. So the dance floor was like a bat mitzvah gone bad. Towel head dancing next to a 80 year old Rabbi next to a philipino monk next to a smarmy lawyer next to a trophy wife next to a guy like me.
Strange. Luckily I saw no muslim's kneeling down and praying for if I have I would kicked them with great force and furious anger.

By the way the food was awful. And they gave us this cup filled with what looked to be ice cream yet when we tasted it was clearly not ice cream. It was more like the frozen version of sheet rock.

Also the DJ was terrible, he played like 3 songs with Billie Jean beats???? Four or five of Justin Timberlake's classics (sarcasm) and really cheesy love songs. The one's on those infomercial CD's. Luckily the LIE was backed up and we just missed the ceremony otherwise that would have added an extra half hour of torture.

Once again my wife wore shoes that hurt her feet. This is a phenomenon I will never understand. Why buy the fucking shoe if you can't really walk comfortably in them? Whatever, I don't want to understand.

All in all, decent wedding. If only for the people watching aspect.

Hey, there's only one subject. It's football

You guys smell that?

AHHHH, Football season. Smells gooooodd.

Real gooooodd.

On the horizon bitches, and after last year's Giants run I couldn't be more excited about the season. Do I expect the Giants to repeat? Of course not. But there's something about your team going into a new season the defending champs. Feels good. Like rub and tug good.

I am doing a preview, obviously, but will only post it on LOV. Check on Friday the 29th for that.

Nobody likes the end of summer but shit, if football aint a silver lining I don't know what is.

Good talk.

Where the fuck you been?

Is fucking summer almost over? What the fuck man.

Goddam Bernie Mac was a funny motherfucker.

How many times do you think I can say Fuck in a post?

Is there a record that I can fucking break?

Fucking Shaft too yo.

Michael Fucking Phelps. Wow.

Tropic Thunder looks hilarious, I don't care what those fucking retards say.

I hope this fucking economy heats up soon so I can segue into the Front Office.

That's where the fucking benji's are at. Front motherfuckin Office.

You complete me.

The Dark Knight was legit man. Heath was off the charts. You know it because you wanted him in every scene. Not sure if everyone saw it so I'll mark so from here on out there will be *SPOILERS*

I repeat. I am openly talking about parts in the movie that you may not want to read if you have not yet seen it.



SPOILER ALERT, SPOLIER ALERT.





Now, how can your favorite part not be when he's wearing a nurse's outfit , walking away from a burning hospital wondering when the damn thing will completely blow up? His chicken legs, staggering, mumbling to himself, toying with the detonator. Fucking awesome.

Making the pencil disappear was a nice trick too. The plot in itself was the underlying theme of the movie. Coming to a crossroad in Gotham, whether or not Batman was necessary. The new White Knight, as they were calling Harvey Dent was what Gotham really needed. Not the Dark Knight, who, by choice of not identifying himself cost prominent people their lives. It was a struggle, Gotham never had to deal with such a psychopath. Alfred said it best, "Some men just want to see the world burn". File the Joker as one of those people.

I can't wait to see it again. The bank robbery in the first ten minutes was outstanding.

A third is said to be in the works, Edward Nygma might be played by Johnny Depp. The Penguin is rumored to be Phillip Seymour Hoffman and there is even a rumor of Jolie as Catwoman. Holy shit.

You're just in time to have your head cut off.

If I'm running McDonald's I oppose gay marriage. Your only decrease in sales will be gays that order "extra-thick" milkshakes. Also, I'd commercially sell the Hash Browns. Jesus lord those things are awesome. Sell them to supermarkets so in the morning we can take them out of our freezer, heat em up, and enjoy the goodness that is hash brown daily. Why isn't this already the case? I should be running multiple companies with ideas like this.

Anyone check out the Food Blog yet? I've noticed I may eat too much. I'll track it for another week to determine if a diet is necessary. Hopefully not.

Dressing for work. Looking at you Tazmanian Devil Polo Shirt Guy. And You Flip-Flop Wearing Office Whore.

Happy Birthday

I never knew it would feel this way. You can't even prepare yourself for how awesome it feels to be a father. Especially to a little girl. It just means so much to me. More than anything. Forget dying for her, I'd die a thousand horrible deaths for her. It just gives my life so much purpose. It fills me with joy every morning when I wake up and she's smiling at me. Like the pic from this morning (last one). She was excited because I was singing Happy Birthday to her. Each day I can hardly wait to go home and play with her.

Today is her first birthday, last year, on this date, at 10:13AM she was plucked from my wife's belly and that day changed our lives forever. At that moment I had to grow up, I had to protect her, I had to nuture her, and most of all I had to love her. The last part is the easiet. I mean, look at that face. What's not to love. I'll tell you something, all guys that want childeren want a boy. Of course they do, it's a natural feeling. But there is something about having a girl that just makes a man better then he ever thought he could be.

Today, my little girl is one. Emma, I love you and this is your happy birthday message.

In the Womb.

3 days Old.

Asleep in September.

December.

Easter Sunday.

May.

Early June.

About A Month Ago.

This morning.

You know you're on the path to truth when you smell shit, isn't that what they say?

You guys gotta check out my new Food Blog : I am not a food snob, it's called. I'm going to treat it like a food diary with some haberdashery mixed in. Whatever that means. So check that out. They'll be a post there daily.

Friday's bring out the best in me.

I got another confession to make....I'm no fool.

I think I would have made a killer music video director. Everytime I hear a song I go to a place. Each place is different. My music videos would be visually entertaining. Maybe I'm weird. I don't know.

Speaking of weird, ever look at a person and their body looks disproportioned? Like one arm hangs lower than the other or their shoulders are too wide for their body? Aliens. Maybe there are aliens. Who's gonna know? Gubment? Area 51? Men in Black might be based on a true story.

Daughter's first bday party tomorrow. I got's work to do. Nothing is catered other than the mini sandwhiches that are always a hit. Can't believe she's one. Nuts.

Ever shit and want to go right to sleep afterwards? Feels good.

Gollum going on vacation for two weeks starting Monday. My blood pressure should return to normal finally.

Might get a chance to see DK on Sunday. I'm pumped.

My profile pic is in honor of Will Ferrel's movie coming out, looks funny. I still have to catch up on the Jackie Moon one. Just no time for movies man.

Have a weekend that is nice.

I teach this shit, I didn't say I know how to do it.

You ever find yourself doing something because you think you should be doing it? But then realize, wait, what the fuck, I don't have to like this because I should. Make sense?

For instance I work on "Wall Street". Not actually on the block of Wall St. but for a prominent firm in the Financial Services Industry. I consider myself to have above average knowledge on a bunch of financial topics within my industry. Yet I find myself, at times, reading up on things I normally wouldn't all because I think I should. As I was just perusing Bloomberg.com I came to the realization that I don't have to click and read an article for the sake of "because I work in the financial industry", I should click and read it if I want to. And that should be my only reason. You don't know how many times I get asked, "what did the market do today?". I'm like oh it was up or it was down, not knowing if that's the case. Because I don't give a shit most of the time. The market being up or down DOES effect my job to a degree but I don't always know what it's doing because sometimes I'm just not interested in it. If your an IT guy do you subscribe to PC Magazine? Do you know about all the updates that come out? Or do you just try and keep up enough to get along? If your a cook, do you go home and watch the Food Network?

On the weekends I don't even read the newspaper. I don't wanna know shit on the weekend. No news, no politics, no financial shows, nothing. Give me my sports, my beer, my steak and where is the fucking sun. That's all I care about when I'm at home. Because enjoying yourself is sometimes hard for people. I noticed that in some people. Ever see a guy at a BBQ or even a family function and they have a look on their face like they just shit themselves or saw Angela Lansbury get fucked by a Arabian horse? That person doesn't know how to enjoy him/herself. All they are thinking about is leaving that social function to watch CNN or going home to shove 3 more sticks up their ass. Maybe I'm defining a pessimist. I don't know, I'm not a psychologist.

In short, work sucks, leave it at work and enjoy yourselves every minute outside of it.

Wait I'm not done. I've decided that I don't want to do this shit forever. I need to open my own business, specifically a restaurant. I know it's a pipe dream but all I ever hear from people who have made it say the same thing, "don't ever stop chasing your dream", "you can do it" blah blah blah. Is it bullshit? Of course it is. I got mouths to feed yo. So my plan is this. Make enough money, gain enough skill in the industry I am in (cuz lord knows the money is there) and milk it. When your 35 (still young enough for a career change) assess your life. If you still want to make it happen. Grab your balls and do it. The wife, she'll be on board cuz you'll have some escarole in the bank for shoes and shit. Listen if it doesn't work out then it doesn't work out. Make a ton of money doing what you do now and retire early so you can fuck off the rest of your life.

Where does he get those wonderful toys?

Dark Knight today. Who's not pumped up about seeing this movie?

Forget the fact that Ledger died, they say, and it looks like his performance is legendary. What Anthony Hopkins did to Hannibal, it appears Ledger has done for Joker. And who knew. Three years ago he was taking it up the ass on some mountain. Now, don't get me wrong. Jack Nicholsan's performance in 1989 was still outstanding. But this is a new Batman. A new story. I'm super pumped and plan on going sometime this week.

Other than that nothing really cooking.

Billy Joel @ Shea tonight.

Mets won 10 in a row, so that's nice.

My wife still seems attracted to me so I got that going for me.

My daughter says Ass. Which is totally awesome.

And she is not even 1 yet. Next week we rock a bday BBQ for her. I'm planning the menu now because I don't want to cater.

Tomorrow is Grandma's bday and I realize how lucky I am to still have her puttin around. Hopefully she makes some riceballs or a sauce.

Mother might be coming at the end of the month. Yippee.