Tuesday, April 29, 2008

For Sale—One (1) Wife, slightly used, 1964 Model

Needs muffler, as it is currently VERY LOUD. Intake valve is stuck in the open position.

Rear end needs major overhaul. A crack there has grown monstrously large.

Needs re-wiring—Many wires are currently crossed.

Lots of little dings in the body, which have been covered up with too much paint in a
failed effort at camouflaging them.

Needs re-upholstering—Carpet has turned a dingy gray.

Needs front-end work--Tits are too close to the ground, and knees are too far apart.

May not pass emissions test, as it currently produces foul clouds of malodorous gases on a regular basis,

Heater works great. Hot air is never in short supply..

Asking $500 or trade for 1984 model.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Star Wars: The Force Unleashed Trailer

Saturday, April 19, 2008

To the girl who flashed me while I was driving

You were on the sidewalk with a gaggle of your friends and you were all rushing toward the curb. I hit my brakes, afraid that you were going to run into the street, but you flashed me instead.

Never before have I believed in love at first sight. They were shapely and round and oh-so-generously proportioned, with smooth creamy skin, and they were proudly standing up with the resilience of youth. I immediately began thinking of all the things I could do with your breasts -- we could go for long walks together on misty mornings, have dinner in romantic restaurants, go for bike rides around the lake. I began to imagine a lifetime of waking up with your breasts in my face, continuing to love them as age and gravity inevitably take their toll.

I could write poems for your pom-poms, ditties for your titties. Eat your heart out Keats -- who needs a Grecian urn when I've got a pair of ice cream sundaes with cherries on top?

I'm almost certainly too old for you, but I think I could still have a meaningful relationship with your boobs.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Vindicated! Case Dismissed

I think I forgot to mention my pullover that happened in the middle of my drama last month. Some cop had the nerve to pull me over on my way home one night. And after my mouth got going, asking for his sargent, being surrounded by 4 cop cars, I got issued a citation for "failure to use a turn signal." Poor Police officer couldn't get me on anything else. So today I went in for my hearing. I was loaded for bear, having studied the A.R.S. Transportation section, I thought I had a couple "outs". And the yellow bastard didn't even show up! Oh well, a win is a win.

Monday, April 07, 2008

Feeling kinda good!

Survivor - High On You

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Things I've learned about relationships

I've been married and with my share of women. Sometimes it's been great, sometimes it's really sucked, and sometimes I just plugged along because time keeps moving. Being an observant person, here's some things I've learned along the way:

1) Ladies, we really, honestly can't read your mind. Please, please help us out on this: Say what you mean, and mean what you say. Save the "If I say this then they'll think the opposite" shit for your manipulative friends. We really aren't smart enough to figure out what you mean if you say the opposite of what you want us to do.

2) Ladies, withholding sex from us is not in your best interest. We really do think about sex a lot, and when you withhold it thinking that we'll do things for you that we're not doing, you're asking for trouble. If you gave us MORE sex, we'd be more likely to do those things. Seriously. And sex more often means we can control ourselves better, so we'll last longer to satisfy you. Seriously.

3) We're not good with verbal lists longer than three items. You want us to pick up milk, bread, eggs AND get gas in the car AND don't forget to stop by the post office to pick up stamps? This is what we heard, "Eggs... gas... office," and now we think we should buy some Gas-X so you won't break wind at work. WRITE. IT. DOWN. Seems like a hassle, I know, but it will save time in the long run. Really.

4) Yes, we did just look at that cute thing that walked by and smiled at us. No, we aren't interested in her, because you're giving us lots of sex as was mentioned in point #2.

5) Please don't ask us what we're feeling. Unless it's anger (which we totally understand) or sadness (which is only a 'sometimes-undersand'), we don't "feel" things like you do. Ask us what we think. We like to fix stuff. We want to be your hero, your protecter, the man who fixes things for you when you're hurt or upset or whatever. What we can't deal with is when you complain about that same things over and over and over and not let us do anything about it. Either let us fix it, or let us know we can't fix it then tell us once and let it go.

6) Guys: Take out the fucking trash without being asked. Even if it's not full, take it out, and then (and this is IMPORTANT!) replace the bag in the can! Just do it. She WILL notice (because she's taking it out now).

7) Stop bitching about her to your guy friends. NOW. When she finds out about what you say, she WILL remember it. FOREVER. And she won't forget it - even if you apologize. If the guys ask what's up with your wife/gf, say she's under a lot of stress and leave it at that. If they press, just say, "Well, she does have to put up with ME."

8) Ladies, please tell us when it's a week before you start your period. A simple, "I might be a little moody for the next week," will suffice. We will gladly overlook the odd outbursts due to hormonal imbalances til that week is passed.

9) Men, when your spouse/gf says, "I might be a little moody for the next week," make a mental note and when she seems to overreact over something stupid or starts crying because the mail got delivered 5 minutes late that week, you'll know what it is. And don't tell anyone else, just shut up and keep it to yourself. She doesn't want you announcing it to the whole world that she's PMS'ing.

10) Make time for each other. Even if it's the 30 minutes before you go to bed so the kids are finally upstairs, take that time just for the two of you. Guys, shut up and listen to her once in a while. You might just learn something about her, and besides, she'll appreciate it. Ladies: surprise us with sex when we least expect it. We know you're tired, cranky, and not in the mood because Johnny is sick with the flu. Surprise every so often (not once every six months, either). We will remember this if you do it often enough. Really.

Finally, guys and ladies - learn to overlook the little shit that doesn't matter. Celebrate the little successes you have. Compliment each other daily. Tell them you love them. Say out loud that you appreciate what they do for you. Make sure they know that they are important to you. Do this even on the days that they have pissed you off.

It takes effort on your part, yes. But in the long run, life is so much easier and better when the person you should be closest to really is close to you, and is your advocate when things are shitty, your cheerleader when things are awesome, and your best friend all the time.

It really is a journey together. Have fun and enjoy the ride with them. Life's too short not to do that.

Friday, April 04, 2008

I saw you tonight...

Wearing somekind of funny shade of red shirt. Was it strawberry, maybe? You were talking to some dude :) and me being the kind of guy that doesn't start trouble didn't want to bother. I just stared at your back for 5 minutes, I was only 20 feet away! I had a few nice thoughts, a mean one or two, then slid right into the dirty ones. HAHA
You are still my favorite thing to do! :)
Oh well...

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Cactus Moon fights

Back to back brawl nights at the Moon this week. And there were women in the middle of both! One right in front of me, and one right behind. Seems people just look thru a cab, which was good. I had front row seats both times, and nobody even glared at me. I'm sorry to say, but this place has to have the worst set of bouncers of any big club that I have ever seen.

A crying stripper, a puking airman, and an unbelievably awful smelling guy completed my night.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

I got an interesting email

And the question was asked,
"Why I post here on smere..."

Well, there are several reasons. Most of all, its my personal journal. I post things I don't want to lose, things that remind me how I was feeling that day. Some are exagerrated, sarcastic, or from someone elses point of view. Some are just funny.

Here is a good example ~
I feel bad for you women, most guys suck! :)

When it comes to sex, length (of time) matters
Sex therapists say satisfaction zone happens at 3 to 13 minutes
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