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| My Birthday (boo!) | 7.03.08 |
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Ok. If you haven't noticed, I took down my last post. Don't ask any questions on why I took it down. If you want to read what I posted, e-mail me and I'll send it to you. Ugh. My birthday. I did absolutely nothing. I went to work, came home, cut grass, started drinking, went to the grocery store, and now I'm waiting on Pimpalicious and Tombo to get up here. We going fishing in the morning! Anyway, thanks to everyone that wished me a happy birthday. You better be coming to my party tomorrow (July 4th). It's gonna be freaking amazing! Call/text me to let me know you're coming. If I don't respond, I'm probably wasted or can't hear it ring. Stay tuned Torrentialites! |
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| Birth Week | 6.30.08 |
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So, all day at work today, I was thinking of what I should post about. There were a few vengeful things that came to mind. Then there were some heartfelt things. Then I remembered that I’m the Powerhouse!! This is my birth week. Yes, I said it. Birth week! Usually people are all happy and crap about their birthday, but as you get older, you just wish they would stop coming. I mean, I’m turning a quarter of a century old. If I stop and think about it, that’s old!! So, I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m not really gonna celebrate anymore. I mean, I’ll go out for drinks and stuff, but I’m just not in that good of a mood about it. It’s just a birthday right? Hell, who am I kidding? I throw a party every year, and every year it’s the party of the century!! Who’s ready to get down? 300 dollars worth of fireworks, alcohol on tap (not really, but there will be a shit load of it), cooking out, pool with a slide, plenty of room for people to crash (not in my room though unless I say so), good friends that I consider family, 2 dogs (Bubba and Ace), etc. I swear to God, if you don’t show up, I’m going to hold it against you for the rest of your life (cough, cough Dopey). Where else can you drink as much as you want, puke and rally, shoot off fireworks, have a safe place to crash, and be surrounded by family?.... Exactly, nowhere!! Remember, presents should include anything that has to do with Batman, whiskey, Grizzly Wintergreen long cut, and whatever I’ve previously said to anyone. I am going to need someone bring an iPod dock so we can jam the F out!! Kaylin, that’s your duty for the party. Oh, I suggest you and 2-Hottie bring your own pillows. God, I’m turning 25, this is so depressing…… |
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| Pics, Pepper Spray | 6.24.08 |
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The pics from the Brave’s game are up on the “random” pics page. So, when I went shopping this weekend, I picked something up for Danica Patrick (Sara) since she rides that horrid “mass public transportation system” a few days during the week to go to class. I got her some pepper spray, not only because she needs it because of the kinds of people that ride that public transportation system, but because no woman should be without some, just in case. Anyway, after I bought it, I started looking at it and reading all the benefits of it. One of the selling advertisements on it is worded like this: “Even Works On Drug Addicts” I’m serious, check it out:  How freaking hilarious is that? I mean, it even works on drug addicts! I think that, that phrase right there is the major selling point for this product. I mean, when I’m in a dark alley, or in the “hood”, my biggest fear is a drug addict! Not a rapist, murderer, psychotics, muggers, homeless people, or even an 8 year old!! It’s drug addicts that I’m most afraid of! I mean, they are freaking crazy!!!! They have to be the most dangerous of criminals there are! I believe we need to start a crusade against drug addicts!! I’ll call it the D.A.R.E. program! And in addition to that, we’ll inform little kids what illegal drugs are and tell them how dangerous they are to them! We’ll inform them that illegal drugs are bad and that they should never do them!! We’ll spend billions of dollars on this program, and the end result will be: Everyone taught this program will never do drugs! Drug addicts will disappear! Illegal drugs will disappear! Society will become a safer place! There will be no need for safety products advertised towards drug addicts! The economy will increase! Everyone will live happily ever after!! Ok, I was just informed that a very similar program like mine was established many years ago, and failed miserably. Some studies have even stated that graduates of this program are at an increased statistic to use illegal drugs and become gang bangers and murderers, and rapists, and muggers, and just an overall waste of human life. Well, all I have to say is that my idea was better and would have worked!! Stay tuned Torrentialites!! |
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| Brave's Game, Cowboy Powerhouse | 6.22.08 |
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Many many props to Sara for taking me to the Brave’s game last night!! It was freaking awesome!! We got to sit in the suites section, had a bar, a great view, and everything! Loved it!! Of course the Braves won, mostly because Powerhouse attended the game! But anyway. MARTA. Tisk tisk. I freaking hate MARTA!!! Though, I didn’t mind it at all yesterday.... Pics from the game to come. So props S! Anyway. The past couple of days I’ve been taking care of my neighbor’s animals. They have 2 horse, 3 chickens, 2 dogs, and 2 cats. I am not complaining at all for doing this, but I did not realize how extremely hard it was. I mean, not really hard, but just…. I don’t know. I have taken the horses in the stables twice, and each time I have, one thought just keeps running through my head… they could freaking trample me into little bitty torrential pieces. But still, it’s fun. I’m a freaking farmhand!! Farmhand Powerhouse. No. The Powerhouse farmhand. That’s better. Hell, you might as well consider me a cowboy!! Cowboy Powerhouse!! Stay tuned!! |
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| The Dark Knight, myspace | 6.16.08 |
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Ok, Torrentialites. This was going to be somewhat of a vengeful post, but something has come up. THE DARK KNIGHT (HERE). Yes, I know it’a almost a month away, but has anyone out there been keeping up with the viral marketing? I have, and I know exactly what’s going on!! I voted for Harvey Dent, I received my free pizza (HERE), and so on. Yes, I was one of the lucky free pizza winners!!! I am the man!!! Anyway. I’m not going to spoil the movie for people, but I have seen bits and pieces of it. It is freaking amazing!!! I have the t-shirts and some of the action figures. Everyone must support this movie and go see it on July 18th!! Hell, it’s the last time you’ll see Heath Ledger’s pill popping ass!!! Anyway. My birthday is right around the corner, and can you guess what The Powerhouse wants? Anything and everything that has to do with Batman (and whiskey)!! Especially those Reece’s peanut butter things that have that sweepstakes thing!! I promise this to everyone reading this, if you buy me the winning Reece’s candy, I swear on my life that when I receive the motorcycle they are giving away, I will GIVE you my current motorcycle!!! This is no joke! No money, no nothing!!! I will give you the title to my crotch rocket for free!! So go out and buy me those Reece’s sweepstakes candy!! Sorry for the lack of updates, but I’ve been busy with my side projects. Anyway. Thanks for all the help (the very little there was) with my crotch rocket over the weekend. It definitely looks better, handles better, and will get better fuel mileage (higher top speed). I’ll post pics of it sometime this week. And for all those asking, yes, I do have that person as a friend on myspace. Say what you want, but you know she’s freaking amazingly hot!!! And, only on my myspace am I going to post a video from Kaylin and 2-Hottie’s party! So, if you ain’t got one, get an account and request me as a friend! Stay tuned!! |
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| Tired, aerodynamics | 6.10.08 |
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Ugh. I am ridiculously tired. I barely got any sleep last night. You see my friends, I’ve been working by myself for the past 2 days at my job and I’ve got the rest of the week to go. It’s no big deal, but it gets hectic. Working by myself includes not being able to clock out for lunch, pulling every order, putting up with customer’s complaints, etc. I’m lucky I have a job where I can pretty much tell the customers how it is. I’m not saying that I’m an asshole to them, but I don’t take any crap from them, I tell you what! Anyway. I’m exhausted. I mistakenly thought someone was someone else at work over the 2-way today, so my apologies go out to Rhonda!! Sorry girl!! I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again! So, who wants to help Powerhouse out this weekend with a project? What could the project be? Taking the rear fender off my bike and making the rear end sportier and more aerodynamic for better fuel economy (higher speeds). You see, the stock rear fender is like an air dam when it comes to air movement. I need to take it off for better fuel economy (going faster). I’ve had my motorcycle a month and do you know how much I’ve spent on gas?! 28 dollars!! It’s outrageous!! These gas prices are killing me!! I don’t like the thought of wasting 28 dollars on gas a month! Anyway. I’m thinking of doing it (giggity) on Sunday. Yes, I know it’s Dad’s day, but I have to work on Saturday and hopefully Powerhouse and a couple of his buddies are doing something afterwards. So, I plan on waking up early (not before noon) and getting a start on this thing. Hopefully it shouldn’t take too long, but I might need a dremel tool (the only tool I don’t have) and someone to hold something up or pass me a tool when I need it. So, who wants to help out? C’mon, you know you want to, plus I might even take you out for a spin on it (bring your own helmet). Drop me a line if you’re interested! Stay tuned! |
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| Say what?! | 6.09.08 |
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Ok. Have you ever heard a phrase that just doesn’t make any sense whatsoever? Then you try to analyze it, and dissect it, but it still makes no sense. Here is a list of phrases or sayings that just don’t make any sense. Hell has no fury like a woman scorned. Hmm. Why is it only women? Men get scorned all the time, and the hell we males cause because of that scorn is truly torrential (get it?). I believe it to be worse than a woman’s, honestly. I mean c’mon. The revenge guys dish out because we get scorned is pretty harsh. I have a whole laundry list of chores to do. Umm. Seriously? I don’t know about you, but what I have on my laundry list is only 2 things. Whites and colored clothes. So, when I hear someone say that, I ask them if they only have 2 things to do, then they look at me like I’m the ignorant one, then I have to go and make them look like the retard. Revenge is a dish best served cold. What the hell does that even mean? I mean, when I dish out revenge, it’s always in the heat of the moment. Well, maybe not always….hehehe. Anyway. A dish? Served cold? I prefer my meals warm. I’m 3 sheets to the wind. I get drunk (a lot), and I’m never 3 sheets to any damn thing. Why 3? And why sheets? When I’m drunk, I just say that I’m freaking wasted, or plastered, or drunk, or smashed. I mean, c’mon people!! Stay tuned Torrentialites!! |
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| Swimming, PSA's | 6.03.08 |
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So I just got in from swimming with my dogs for the first time this year. After a hot and humid day at work, I thought that it would be somewhat "refreshing" to jump in the pool. It is freaking cold! Mack came by and swam too. Right before we started swimming, Bubba saw my neighbor's dog in my yard and obviously took it as a threat. He made a b-line right towards the other dog and started attacking. Literally attacking the other dog. I have never seen him do this before. My neighbor and I thought that it was kinda funny. Anyway, we broke it up and Bubba went on swimming. Now, lets analyze this. Bubba was just protecting his master/father. That is what he's trained to do. I mean, he was ferociously attacking the other dog. It was freaking amazing. I love him even that much more now! Anyway, be on the look out for PSA's (public service announcements) from Team Torrential! They will be video's of this team trying to warn and aware the public of dangers that are lurking all around us. Stay tuned Torrentialites! 1 month and counting....... |
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| The Date!!, Rob Zombie | 6.01.08 |
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The date is set, ladies and gentlemen! Friday, July 4th 2008! It's going to be the birthday party/4th of July party to end all birthday parties/July 4th parties!! Come one, come all! You had better clear your schedule (just one day), stock up on alcohol (or whatever your poison is), set away some money for fireworks, start thinking of what you want grilled, and prepare your liver for fun filled day of nothing but unhealthy liquids!! Of course the party is gonna be over at my parent's house (due to the swimming pool), so let me know if you need directions. Will there be a bon fire there? Who knows. Only time will tell(more than likely there will be one). Thanks for all the adds on that one social networking website! Oh, keep an eye out for Rob Zombie's new flick, "Tyrannosaurus Rex." The tag line for it is, "51% Motherfucker, 49% son of a bitch!!" Stay tuned Torrentialites! |
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| Drug Testing | 5.29.08 |
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So, I was watching tv (in HD) the other night, and while I was flipping through the channels, I saw something on the news about drug testing public school students. It got me thinking, "that's not a bad idea at all!!!!" I am all for it. I honestly think that if you randomly drug test students, and punish them if they come up "dirty", you'll have a better school, students, and faculty. The first time a student is found "dirty", they should have to pay a $500 fine. Then for each "dirty" drug test after that, they should have to spend 30 days in jail. Now, I'm not saying that this will insure a safe and pleasant school, but it will definitely help. Of course it's not going to eliminate kids from doing drugs, but if they are stupid enough to get caught with a positive drug test, they probably aren't the smartest of kids, and are gonna end up dropping out, turning into a "gang banger", rapist, convict anyway. I mean, c'mon. If you fail a drug test, you're an idiot. I have taken many drug tests over the years (probation, jobs), and have never failed once!!! And it's not because I wasn't doing drugs. Hell, I was high as hell a few of those times I took a drug test. You just have to know how to play the system. Now, I'm not gonna tell you how to pass an upcoming drug test, or even one on the fly, but what I'm saying is, if you're smart enough to play the system, especially something as easy as a drug test, you're smart enough to make it successfully in life. Stay tuned Torrentialites! |
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| Pulled over, attractive/unattractive | 5.26.08 |
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Apparently, it's illegal to drive at 6 in morning with a hangover. Apparently, "the law" considers that to still be under the influence of alcohol. Apparently, my lawyer doesn't like receiving that early of a call to bail me out of jail on a holiday. But my friends, apparently there are "technicalities" in the law when it comes to threatening an inmate during questioning which basically means I get off scott-free, no record of my arrest, and no record of me ever being pulled over. I freaking love my lawyer!! Now, on to a pressing issue. Pretty people/unattractive people and their friends. It is a known thing that only pretty people have pretty friends, and unattractive people have unattractive friends. It's just the way of the universe. It's how things work. Of course I'm just talking about chicks. Think about it. I have known many an unattractive chicks and many a pretty chicks. They only have friends that are as attractive, or unattractive as themselves. None of my female friends have any unattractive friends (anymore) because they are all attractive. All the unattractive women I've ever known have only had unattractive friends. Hell, it's everywhere you go. I mean, just walk through your local mall. Only attractive people are hanging out/going shopping with other attractive people. Personally, I believe that it should stay that way. There should be no intermingling of the 2 species. It just makes things easier. |
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| NOS, BON FIRES!! | 5.22.08 |
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Hats off to my boy Pete! Thanks to him, I can now order NOS Energy Drink by the case!! I can not stress how vital these are to my existence. Without them, I'd be dead by now. I go through 2-3 of them a day. It's the only thing that can wake me up in the morning (besides, well….. that's a secret). I need a little "bump" of it, if you will around lunch, and occasionally I need one around 2pm, just to get me through the rest of the work day. I've been told that they are no good for my health, and I'm gonna have a heart attack pretty soon (how could you Lauren?!). I say doubtful. I say that they are a nutritional supplement. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right? If anything, it's only making my heart stronger. Oh, a 3 day weekend is upon us. May the angels sing!! Not really. It's Memorial Day weekend, which has really gotten me to think about it. What is Memorial Day all about? To me, it means memories. I have soo many memories. One in particular sticks out. My very first bon fire. Well, not really my first, but what actually caused the first bon fire. It was a very memorable experience. What started out as a burning of old memories (pics, letters from my ex at the time, etc. (no offense now Jess!)) turned into a weekly party of new memories. It had absolutely nothing to do with Memorial Day, actually, I don't even remember when the first fire was, but I do remember that it was after a ThirdMast rehearsal. But anyways. It has got me thinking. I need an official first bon fire at my new place, and what better way to kick things off, than to have another burning of old memories?! I'm not saying we do it this weekend, but hopefully some time soon. Does everyone remember the bon fires we used to have at The Estate? Drunken nights, barely remembering what happened the night before, boxing matches, lighting the woods on fire (we can laugh now, but when it happened we were scared), passing out on the lawn, lighting other people on fire, throwing bullets in the bon fire, roman candle wars, dancing on the gas soaked pallets, drunken orgies, Martin's in the mornings, indulging ourselves with whatever was "passed" to us, etc. Oh, the memories. How many of you out there had your first beer at The Estate? Or even your first drunk? How I miss the bon fires! I say we arrange one for old times! Who's down?!!! |
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| ignoring | 5.20.08 |
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Have you ever noticed how if you ignore a problem, scenario, person, anything, it goes away? I love it. Do you know how much stuff I've ignored in my lifetime, and it magically goes away? Every problem I've ever had has been solved by just ignoring it. Like, if you're hungry, just ignore it and it goes away. Or, ignoring a nagging person. They eventually shut up and go their way. Or, ignoring the cops. If you just don't pay any attention to them, they won't pay any attention to you. Or, ignoring an illness. Lets say you have a heart problem (ex: enlarged heart). Just don't pay any attention to it! It goes away! Let's just say I know someone (NOT ME, cough, cough) that got a speeding ticket. He's ignored it for a while, and it's gone away. Problem solved. There is no problem in life that ignoring it can't solve! Trust me, I'm a pro at it. Has The Powerhouse ever led you wrong? Nope. Maybe there's some stuff in life you shouldn't ignore. What they are, I have no clue. Maybe there's some stuff I shouldn't ignore. Who knows? But if you have a problem, just ignore it, and it will disappear. Stay tuned Torrentialites! |
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| 118, Fishing!!! | 5.19.08 |
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Okey Dokey. Powerhouse is back, and feeling better! How did I do it? Well, uh, I just decided I wasn't going to feel bad. That's all there is to it people. Is it magic? Is it supernatural? Only I know. So, how fast have I gotten the bike up to? Well, if you can count that high, it's 118. Supposedly, the top speed (f'ing governor) is 115. But, when I was gunning it, it didn't seem to be restricted at all. The speedometer goes to 130, so we'll see. I wonder if my buddy would even attempt to pull me over if he caught me going that fast. Anyway. Fishing. I was sadly disappointed this weekend. Dopey didn't wake up till freaking 4pm, Tombo had plans, and Daweed was down in Florida. Needless to say, I didn't go. So, I will put this out there again. WHO WANT'S TO GO FISHING THIS WEEKEND?! I'm down for anyone who wants to go (cough). So, if you'd like to go fishing with me this weekend, hit me up. It's Memorial Day weekend. No one has to work, no one should have plans (except maybe a cookout on Monday, but I'm talking about on Saturday or Sunday). Stay tuned people! |
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| Warning! This is a deep one! | 5.18.08 |
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This post might be a little too deep for this website, so if you're not interested in The Powerhouse being serious, then I suggest you wait till my next entry. That being said…. Have you ever thought about how confusing life is? Well, not confusing, but mysterious. One minute you think you have your whole life planned out, then the next minute, it's all gone. You spend years planning your life around a job, a loved one, where you live, your friends, your family, etc. then all of a sudden everything changes. Everything and every minute you spent on planning your life means nothing. It was all just a waste of time. Life can change at any minute of any day. Nothing, absolutely nothing is guaranteed in life except change and death. I know that the last statement sounds really fucking emo, but I'm trying not to come off like that. There are the only 2 things that are guaranteed in life. Change can be good or bad. I've learned to accept change in any form, even changing myself. I for one, hate change, but I've learned to just accept it, and make the best of it. Everyone does it, but if you just stop and think about what you could have done differently, some things would still kinda be the same. It's these changes in life that make you change. If you see something you don't like about yourself, get rid of it, or transform it into something positive. I guess I've learned not to plan anything out for the long run. I mean, the only thing I plan for now, is financially. Like I said, money can buy anything. Everything else is just temporary. Friends come and go, hearts get broken, jobs change, you can't stay in one place the rest of your life, people move away, etc. Life is just weird. We as a human race are still very young and have a lot of learning to do. Time changes everything and everybody. I mean, I used to be a menace to society, I just learned how not to get caught. Formerly Heavy D used to be fat, now he's skinny. I used to smoke, and now I dip. Mr. Unlimited used to drive a Honda. Now it's a Nissan. I guess what I'm getting at, is that people never stay the same, no matter how bad you want them to. Emotions are temporary and change into decisions (Thanks Lindsay!). People get married one day and have their whole lives planned out, then the next day one of them dies in some freak accident. It's the whole fact that nothing is guaranteed. Don't even get me started on one's health. I mean, I'm trying to live an honest, hardworking, peaceful life, but a lot of things are changing. What's the use in planning stuff out, when it can be stolen from you in the blink of an eye? Like, my parents don't want me to have my motorcycle because I'm destined to die on it and they don't want to pay for the funeral, but they don't know the life insurance policy I took out on myself (they don't visit this website). They'll be taken care of rather gratefully when I go. Maybe I'm just looking at all this the completely wrong way. Maybe it's because I'm in this little funk, but as of 2 am on Sunday morning, this is how I feel. Maybe I just need a shoulder to lean on. Kay Kay, you got a minute (j/k unless you do have the time)? Oh, me. Who's got some good advice for The Powerhouse? Stay tuned Torrentialites! Just wait till I tell you how fast I got the bike up to this time! |
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| 2nd update of the night | 5.17.08 |
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Have you ever watched a movie, and thought to yourself "Damn, I'm gonna end up like that guy!"? We all have. I guess you could call it human nature. Well, I just got done watching Constantine (in HD), and I was thinking exactly that (I was). I'm gonna live the rest of my life hunting the supernatural, never being able to settle down, always on the go, and never being able to fulfill my dreams (that is, if I live long enough). Anyway. Have you ever watched one of those movies, and thought to yourself "Damn, I wish I would have done certain things differently!"? Not me. I'm pretty happy with my life. I mean, c'mon, I'm The Powerhouse! There might be 1 or 2 things missing from my life, but there's nothing money can't buy! Don't believe me? Let me convince you! Down and out? Go buy some prescription happy pills (fucking emo kids!). Need someone killed? Go and buy a hired "gun" (yes, there are still people that will do it for the right price). Need to get laid? Go and buy a hooker (they are abundant on myspace). Need to lose weight? Buy some lipo (fatasses!). Need to get away from reality for a little bit? Go buy some illegal drugs (no comment). Want a girlfriend? Buy a Russian bride (I don't suggest this, but it is an option). Want big muscles? Go buy some steroids (though, from the looks of it, some people need to chill out on that shit because they literally look like someone with down syndrome). The list could go on and on, but there has never been one thing that money hasn't bought for me or fixed (lawyers are a great investment). Speaking of down and out, I've been in a funk for the past couple days. I don't really know why. I have everything I need or want (almost). I mean, I'm not depressed. I'm just in a funk. Something just isn't right in the world of Torrentialvania. I don't know what it is. I'm not some fucking depressed, good for nothing, emo kid that thinks a pill will cure his sadness. I actually have class. I am so glad my parents never tried to "cure" me with some pill like Ritalin or Zoloft or whatever the hell people take nowadays for mental problems. Those kids that take that crap turn out fucked up! They grow up thinking a pill will cure anything wrong with them. I don't feel sorry for those kind of people. Sorry about that folks, just had to vent. Now back to your regularly scheduled program. But like I was saying, I'm just a little down. That's all. I just need a good comedy to watch, or the company of a good friend. Oh, well. Take it easy Torrentialites!! Till next time! |
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| Who wan't to go fishing? | 5.17.08 |
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So, it has come to this. One of my regular partners in crime when it comes to fishing is in Florida, doing some fishing of his own down there. Fine then. I see how it is. Now, I have to look for someone else to go fishing with tomorrow, or I can just go by myself. Don't really want to do the latter. I am now accepting applications and resumes to go fishing tomorrow. Send all correspondence to powerhouse@thetorrential.com! It'll be fun! Come and catch some of the biggest bass you've ever seen, that is, if it doesn't rain. If it does rain, hell, we'll watch some HD movies, or play some PS3. You know you want to!
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| Random things come to mind | 5.16.08 |
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If you're reading this, you're probably thinking to yourself "Powerhouse, what are you doing at home on a Friday night?" Well, let me explain. You see, I'm going through a lot of changes and I'm trying to mature. I'm in a whole different state of mind and… HAHAHAHAHAAHA. I couldn't even finish that last sentence. I'm just kidding. Can you imagine me being mature? I mean really, c'mon. Anyway. So, I was riding my bike today, and it was kinda gusty. You know how when you're driving in your car and a gust of wind hits your car, and you kinda swerve just a little bit? Well, imagine that same gust of wind going 110 on a motorcycle. You literally get blown away. Needless to say, I almost lost my shit today. But The Powerhouse recovered just in the knick of time. So, if you're placing your bets, I'd suggest placing them on a date that is pretty soon. Anyway. The reason I'm actually at home on a Friday night, is because I'm freaking beat. I'm exhausted. This week has been actually balls to the wall at work. I think I even tore some stitches from the surgery. Oh, well. You only live once. I just want to rest at home tonight and most of the day tomorrow. I have a few errands to run tomorrow, but nothing big. I think tomorrow night we're supposed to see 2-Hottie's friend play a gig at some bar, I don't even know anymore. 2-Hottie, hit me up! So, this entry is gonna be kinda long. I'm writing this in the timeline of a few hours so I can keep it open to whatever comes to mind. Speaking of which, EVERYONE should download Damien Rices' songs. Freaking great musician! I suggest "9 Crimes" "Coconut Skins" "Farmer's Daughter" "Rootless Tree-The Abbey Road/Piano version (find it on youtube) (just because I feel that the song is directed towards me from certain people)" "Delicate" "Green Eyes" and "Aime." So, I was doing something around the house tonight, and my necklace got caught on something and when I leaned back it broke. I took it as a sign. I took it as a sign that I shouldn't wear that necklace for a while. Another sign: Someone mentioned fishing today, so guess what I'm doing Sunday? You guessed it, gonna go catch the big one! And, today I mentioned to Sam that I wanted to start watching Buffy again. I come home and go to one of my blog sites, and they had the whole soundtrack to the series up for download. It was a sign that I definitely need to watch it again! All day long, all I do is text message people. I used to not like it, but it's so convenient. I love it. Of course I got the unlimited plan, because I don't want to rack up a 300 dollar phone bill (cough, cough). Sometimes I send the wrong text to the wrong person, but it's all gravy cause I'm driving on biscuit wheels! My parent's new counter tops look freaking amazing! I know that had nothing to do with anything, but I'm getting kinda tipsy right now. For whatever reason, I kinda want X-Mas to come back around. I guess it's because it kinda puts you in one of those good moods, you have people you love around you, you get tanked up on liquor, and there's a whole bunch of food. I just don't like the cold weather unless I'm cuddling up with someone. So, it has been pointed out again that my bedroom needs a woman's touch. I am perfectly aware of this. I mean, my bedroom looks like a freaking little kid's room. I got crap hanging from the walls, the walls need to be painted, etc. I'm slowly taking things down from my walls and turning them into scrap books. Yes, scrap books. Call it gay or whatever for a guy to make a scrap book, but I think I did an alright job on the last scrap book I made. It was kinda pointless for me to make it due to the current situation, but hell, you gotta start somewhere. One more thing to vent about and I'll call it a night. Ambition. Yes, ambition. I have to be one of the most ambitious people I know. If I see something I want, I'll go to any lengths to get it, no matter what. Like my guns. I see a gun I like, and I buy it. Or a DVD. Or even becoming someone's friend. Nothing stops The Powerhouse when he sees something he wants! Some things might take a little longer to acquire, so I have to use different tactics, but in the end, I get it! Ok, off to get wasted and drown myself in HD. Stay tuned Torrentialites! |
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| Update #2 of the night | 5.15.08 |
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I have a second wind. What caused this second wind of mine? Let me tell you! So, I was watching the season finale of Smallville (with special guest star James Marsters), and during a commercial break I saw a very familiar scene. It was a commercial for The Dark Knight!!!! You don't know how much joy it brought me to see it. Is it any coincidence that they showed that commercial with Smallville? No! Remember a few years back during one episode of Smallville (with guest star James Marsters), at the end of the episode, they showed a 10 minute preview of Batman Begins? Oh, yes. The Dark Knight is coming. Mark your calendars! July 18th. So, with this second wind of mine, I've decided to write a little bit more. This time about signs. What kind of signs? Let me explain. You see, lately I've been taking a lot of things as signs in my life. Example: The first day that I got my motorcycle license, Sam dropped it after admiring it. So, I took that as a sign that I shouldn't ride on it that day, and I didn't. Another example: The doctor said I shouldn't drive my truck, so I took it as a sign to go out and buy a motorcycle. Another one: I was driving my truck and for whatever reason, I had the radio on (I never have the radio on, I usually have my iPod hooked up) and I saw the number 61 on a sign, so I changed it over to that station, and one of my favorite songs was on. You see, I take everything as a sign now. If something weird happens, there is some supernatural power telling me something. Or, if I see something that reminds me of something, I take it as a sign to re-connect with what memories I have of it. Like, if I wake up during the night, I look over at the clock and I can transform that number into a date that has something significant to do with a memory. Like, I got a call on my phone from an old acquaintance and it was a sign to start talking to them again. I know that kinda contradicts my last post, but like I said, only me, MY friends and family are allowed to be able to bend the rules. Another example: My neighbor (the hot one) mentioned something about mounting large fish about a month ago, so I took it as a sign that I should go fishing, and I did, and guess what? I caught one of the biggest fish I've ever caught! You see, I might be in somewhat of a transition in life, and you might think that The Powerhouse is crazy. But I'm telling you, there are signs out there! Read the signs and follow your heart! That is, if you have a heart……. (could this be a hint, or a stab at someone?) Oh, about the spread on when I'm gonna die. I think that is should be done by 2 week periods instead of by the month. Mr. Unlimited (who called me at 10am on a Sunday just to tell me that he wanted in on the bet) brought up a great idea for a side bet. The bet should be on when I get into a wreck and don't die. Either way it's inevitable that I'm going to wreck, or wreck and die. What is up for the winner? My entire HD entertainment system, the remains of my motorcycle, my computer stuff, all my Batman stuff, and certain " private personal" items that the winner can do whatever they want with. That is, only when I die. But the winner of when I get into a wreck and don't die gets all the money in the pool. So, if you want in on the pool, hit me up. Stay tuned Torrentialites! |
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| Airport | 5.15.08 |
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Well. I've already been pulled over 2 times on my bike. Both times were for speeding, and one of those times I wasn't wearing a helmet. How did I avoid a ticket each time? Oh, I have my connections. So, I had to go to the airport the other day to pick up the Torrential parental units. I have to admit that going to the airport is a double edged sword. On one hand, you get to see all these different people and see the joy and happiness that is involved when they see their family/friends/loved ones come up from the terminal. On the other hand, you have the TSA, airport security, and trying to avoid people you used to know that just happen to be there at the same time you are. Let me first dissect airport security. They are a pain in the ass if you're actually trying to board a flight. You can't carry this or that, you get "wanded" with a metal detector, and you have to wait on every other person that is getting on the flight. Well, I arrived there a few minutes earl, and decided to walk around the airport. You will never believe this. I literally walked passed the "security check point" area. Yes, you read that correctly. I walked around the security check point area and went up to the boarding area. No one asked me a single question. I only did it to see if I could. I'm going to leave out details because they might be considered illegal and I'll end up on some stupid terrorist list, but I'll put it like this. If you can bend under a rope, or stretch your leg over it, you can pretty much go anywhere in the airport. Now, let me get to avoiding people you used to know. I saw about 3 people I used to know at the airport. I never liked them, but we never had any beef. I just didn't want to talk to them. They are in the past. I absolutely hate having to avoid people I don't like. Especially people I used to know. People are in the past for a reason. If I haven't talked to you in a while, there is probably a reason for it. That reason being, I don't like you, and chances are, I hate you. Stay away from me, and don't try to be my friend when you aren't. There are a few hundred things I want to post about, but in all honesty, I have some leveling up to do on the PS3, Smallville comes on tonight, and I'm about to cook some kick ass chicken picatta. I know I've been slacking, but I've been extremely busy. Driving a motorcycle at 100mph takes a lot of work. Becoming an Elite on the PS3 takes hours of training. Opening up a freaking pool is strenuous. I am just a busy man, what can I say? Stay tuned people! |
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| Back, with a freaking bike!! | 5.10.08 |
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Hello everyone! Powerhouse is back on the grind! Still recovering, but doing well. I was gonna post pictures of the scar, but then it hit me that, that would give away a weakness. So, the doctor's exact words were "You shouldn't drive your truck for a while." I interpreted that as "Go and buy a motorcycle." So, that's exactly what I did! Yeah, I kinda went all out on it. It's freaking sweet! Check out the pictures on the "pics" page under "The Powerhouse Powerbike." Props to Sam for helping me get it off my truck! It's got a little bit more power than I'm comfortable with, but hell, you only live once right? Am I going to die on it? Hmm. More than likely. Hopefully not. I plan on buying an even more powerful one later on down the road. Everyone at my job already has a pool on when I'm gonna die. Hell, I'm even in on it. Isn't that twisted? If you want in on the pool, just let me know. So, if anyone has anything they want to say to me, you better do it now (cough, cough, Sam, 2-Hottie, Mr. Unlimited, Dinah, Kay Kay, Aimes, Tombo, Dopey, Daweed, Danica Patrick, Seante, any and all Torrentialites out there, hint, hint) because you might never get the chance again! Anyway. Congratulations to 2-Hottie and Kay Kay for graduating college!! I'm totally down for the party! To whom it may concern, I don't smoke. Stay tuned for more pics and hopefully some vids of The Powerhouse doing trick on his new bike! |
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| Umm | 5.06.08 |
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Well, well. How is everyone doing? Me? Oh, I'm doing just great. Everyone can stop asking what the hell happened a couple of nights ago. This is all I'm going to say. I helped a buddy of mine collect on a debt that was owed to him. Some stuff happened, and well, everything you've ever heard about the Wyngate Inn is absolutely true. Everyone should check out the new trailer for The Dark Knight (HERE). It is absolutely amazing. Anyway. So, I was watching "Knocked Up" and it is freaking hilarious. Except how it turns into one of those damn "love" movies. Speaking of which, I'm actually contemplating thinking about pondering considering buying "P.S. I love you." Do you know how long it's been since I've seen a tear jerker? The last one I watched, I ended up laughing my ass off and playing PS3. But, this time I'll try my damndest to watch it all the way through and see if I can muster up any emotion. I freaking love e-bay. I am what you consider a "sniper" on e-bay. I wait until the last 30 seconds to put in my bids and beat everyone out. I do it all the time. Yes, I know I'm an asshole for doing it, but when I see something I want, I go after it until it's mine. I really don't have anything to talk about. I don't want to bore anyone (cough, cough). So, wish me luck tomorrow. Stay tuned Torrentialites! |
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| Surgery, the handicapped | 5.02.08 |
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So, everyone's been asking me what my surgery is for. Well, if you're one of the lucky 2 people that know, you already know, of course. If you're not, well too bad! Did you really think that I was going to post what my freaking surgery is for? That would be giving away a "moment of weakness." You see, if you let people know too much about you, they start to take advantage of you. The only 2 people that know are sworn to secrecy about it. One person I pretty much had to tell because, well, I see that person every day and it would be kinda hard to explain why I'm not showing up for work for half a week. The other person that knows is one of my best friends. I consider him a brother. A brother from a different mother…… and father…… and blood line……. And family tree. The only things I'll say about the surgery are this: 1. It's sometime this month. (possibly next week? Who knows?) 2. I'll be permanently scarred.(bummer) 3. The surgery will take 1 hour. 4. I won't be able to lift anything (yeah right, like I'm gonna listen to that), or be under excessive amounts of stress for a month. (possibly a heart surgery?) 5. I'm gonna be given some kick-ass pain killers.(woo hoo!) 6. I've already given away too much. So, that's all I'm gonna say about that. On to something that needs to be brought to the attention of everyone. Handicapped people. I'm not talking about all handicapped people, just the ones who think they deserve a parking spot. I can not stand these people. If your crippled ass is so handicapped, you don't need to be driving!!! Now, I totally agree that some "handicapped people" need those parking spaces. Like the ones who don't actually drive. The ones that are transported in vans because they are in a wheelchair or for the elderly (the old folks who don't drive), I completely agree that they should get first dibs on the best parking spaces. All other handicapped people can kiss my ass when it comes to parking. I was bitched at by some crippled ass old bitch because she saw me get into my truck when I parked in a handicapped parking space. She said "you don't look handicapped." My response? "You don't look like you need to be driving!" I think I might have given the old bird a mild heart attack. Anyway, yes, I park in the handicapped parking spaces because there's a hundred of them in every parking lot, and there has never been a time when every one of them has been parked in. Plus, who the hell goes around and writes tickets for that? The handicapped parking fairy? Pshh. Lets get real people. If your ass is so handicapped that you have to park up front, you don't need to be driving. Seriously! Am I an asshole? Yes. Yes I am. But, I'm only an asshole to certain people. I'm not an asshole to people I care about. I might have asshole moments, but I apologize when I realize what I'm doing, or after the fact and I've thought about it. Stay tuned Torrentialites! |
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| All over | 5.01.08 |
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This is gonna be a long one. So, I had this whole blog I was going to post. I re-wrote it 3 times. Then I kept reading it and realized that it had absolutely nothing to do with humor or this website. I guess you could say that I had a "weak moment" and started writing about things that are better suited for a (man) diary, or somewhere private. Don't get Powerhouse wrong, I have no weaknesses, only "weak moments." All I'm gonna say here, is that people (not my friends or family) need to learn how to hate, or even stop caring about me because all it does is make the wheels in my head start turning, and there is no need for that. So, on to something better (something that actually matters). Most people (pretty much everyone who's ever witnessed it), would consider my drinking tendencies "alcoholic" in nature. Hmm. I don't believe so. Alcoholics go to meetings (weak minded), crack one open as soon as they wake up (I've only done it a few times), and pretty much can't function without a drink. You see, that's not me. The only meetings I go to are the ones my company makes me go to. I've only drank before 10:00am a few (hundred) times, and it was on a weekend, or when I got really bad news. As for functioning without a drink, I am very functionable without a drink. I'm just not as enthused about doing it sober. I don't drink anything but whiskey (the best), unless it's free. Hell, you can't argue with free. Like Mr. Unlimited said, "I don't think I've seen you drink anything but whiskey for at least a year. Maybe a water." I love whiskey (absolutely). Whiskey is probably the best thing to ever come into my life, except cocaine (JUST KIDDING!!). I don't do cocaine. Cocaine isn't classy. Now, ecstasy is a different story. Anyway, whiskey is just amazing. I mean, is there anything bad that can be said about it? Nope. Well, except what my doctor said. Something about liver disease, or jaundice, and me having the liver of a 43 year old. I don't know. I wasn't paying that much attention. Whiskey is my favorite. Sure I've puked a few times because I abused it, but 12 hours later, I'm back on the horse. I love it! So, my parents are leaving early Saturday morning for something or other and won't be back for almost 2 weeks. Am I going to have a house party at their place? No, because this isn't high school. I am taking advantage though of a few of their toys. House sitting really isn't that fun. So, now, I have to stay up here for the next 2 weekends and make sure their dogs are fed and walked. Ugh! Well, at least they have HD. So, if anyone wants to come by for the next 2 weeks, come on up! We'll pop some popcorn, watch tear-jerkers, dance in our pj's, and take their cars out for a spin! Not really, but if you want to chill, just come on up. I'm pretty much gonna be stuck during the day doing their yard work (anyone want to help?), gardening, and opening up the pool. But when nightfall comes, oh you better believe I'm gonna get wild. Not really, just play PS3 and watch HD movies. Stay tuned Torrentialites for an in-depth discussion on my surgery. Oh, hope you watched Smallville tonight! James Marsters was totally a guest star! Also, RIP Albert Hofmann! The man lived to be 102!! And they say LSD is bad for your health. Oh, and to whoever it was that may have "borrowed" certain items from my armoire, I'd like them back. The joke's over. Ha. Ha. I'm not upset, I'd just like them secured. Stay tuned people!! |
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| Props, Shockers | 4.30.08 |
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First and foremost, props are due. Where? Hmmm. Oh, props to Lindsay for shooting her first gun with us at the range. It was awesome, and you looked sexy! Next, props to 2-Hottie for sending me his drum solo from college that I'm gonna post on here pretty soon. Props to Derrick for cooking an awesome ass steak. Props to Dopey, for… well, for the entertainment. Props to Mr. Unlimited, for umm, how do I say this? Well, for just being you. And, last, but certainly not least, props to Sara, I mean Danica for coming up and meeting me for lunch today. In the midst of high and rising gas prices, she toughed it out and drove 100 miles round trip for lunch with Powerhouse. There is no way in hell I would have let you pay for lunch! Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been busy with yard work and other stuff (PS3). Hopefully going to post that video of 2-Hottie this week. Ok, on to something that I don't think has been brought to light full circle. 2-Pac and Biggie Smalls are dead. I know it's shocking, right? But they are dead and gone. THANK GOD!!!! Get the hell over it people! Why make a movie about some fat-ass that got his fat-ass shot for running his fat-ass mouth? Then, there's that other one. The one who claimed to be all "west side" and shit, but was raised in NEW YORK!!! Yes, his dumb-ass was raised in that hell hole that is New York. If anything, he's a traitor, and doesn't know how to cover up his tracks. Am I being too harsh? Hell no! They contributed nothing good to society. Nothing at all. I know, another shocker, right?! All they did was sample beats because they couldn't be original, and talk so damn fast over bass tracks that you couldn’t understand what they were saying, and incite gang wars and turf wars, and glamorize having illegal guns and shooting anyone that looked at you wrong. Good riddance! So, lets put it to rest (kinda like how they're doing right about now). Hahaha! I crack myself up. Ok, stay tuned for 2-Hottie's video, and more updates! Powerhouse out! |
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| Sunday's | 4.27.08 |
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What was going to be a day of shopping has turned into a day and night of PS3. You see, it's raining. My 8th sense is telling me not to go out and drive in the rain, well, as of right now. Who knows? I could get that "waste more money on things you don't need" bug, and head on down to the local Circuit City and buy some Blue Ray movies. But as I see it right now, I'm locking myself in my room and completing some objectives on my online games. Sundays. The only days I have where I don't have to do a damn thing. Come on by and hang out with me if you want, well, that is if it's before midnight. It'll be fun, well, if you like watching me get way too involved in a video game by cursing the big screen every time I die. Plus, later on we'll go buy a Blue Ray and watch it in HD. Hell, I might even treat your ass to dinner. I'm just that great of a guy. |
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| I'm the winner, random crap | 4.24.08 |
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Victory is not Sam's! I have not admitted defeat. Powerhouse never admits defeat! Yes, I did say that "love" is limitless. What I meant to say, is that the emotion of love is limitless. There are unlimited ways to describe the feeling. There are unlimited ways to express love. My main points are: A: Love is an emotion, not an instinct. B: Love is not a necessary emotion in life. So, in reality, victory is all mine. The judge has dismissed all charges, and that's exactly what I was going for. Anyway. I just got done breaking the law again. I just washed and waxed my truck. Yeah, yeah, we're in a drought. Boo hoo! I think that my beast of a truck is a little bit higher on the totem pole than a drought. Come and get me Sunny Purdoodoo!!! Ugh. I am not looking forward to work on Saturday. Hopefully, I won't show up still smashed from the night before (it's probably going to happen anyway). Plus, if I do, it makes things even that much more exciting and adventurous. How, you might be asking yourself? Well, let me tell you. You're much more talkative, you're friendlier, and over all, it's amusing! Except when the hangover starts kicking in at 11:00am. So, why does a man buy a $150.00 pair of shoes? Because he can. They are completely worth every penny. Trust me. I can't explain to you how comfortable they are. Like, my feet have orgasms with every step I take, and my toes start spewing toe jam (get it?). I am going to buy another pair, just because I can. I tried asking for them in HD, but unfortunately, they don't come in high def. Speaking of apparel, do you know how hard it is to find a pair of pants or shorts for men, in a size 30 waist? I mean, it's like trying to find a comedy movie that doesn't end with a love story. Pshh. Whatev. Maybe not an update tomorrow. I'm actually going to stay in after work, and try to go to bed early so that I can wake up early as hell to make it to our headquarters at 7. Shit, who am I kidding? I'm gonna be out getting smashed. Oh, snap!! Did anyone just catch that? Well, I guess you would, if you were watching Smallville, but Chloe has my phone!! My exact phone. My exact smart phone. Wow. Well, anyway. Stay tuned Torrentialites!! Oh, new quotes up. |
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| Dissection of "Love" pt.3, other stuff | 4.23.08 |
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Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury, I'd like to present exhibit "A." "Love" can be defined many ways. Usually, it is always explained as an emotion. Along with being dissected with the word "emotion," it is also explained as a "feeling." "Love" towards another human being is a learned action. Humans learn how to love. We are educated in this process by our parents, friends, and all sorts of media. "Love" is in no way a survival instinct. Let me also present exhibit "B." "Instinct" is always defined as an "inborn" action or tendency. You are born with this action. You don't learn instincts. You can't! It is a natural occurrence. Humans have many instincts, and not one of them is the emotion of "love." "Instincts" are imbedded in all humans. Instincts are imbedded in all animals. My client is not guilty, Ladies and Gentlemen. My client only speaks the truth. The reason every animal is apt to protect their own, is because of instincts. It is not love. Love, my friends, is a decision. It is a decision to trust, honor, and sacrifice. You decide who, what, and how you love. You can not decide what instincts you want. My client is in no way doubting the feeling of "love." Love is limitless. Love is a great thing. We all feel that emotion because we were taught this lesson by the people that love us. Love is undeniable. So are instincts. Instincts define the human being. Love just describes our emotional attachment towards another human being. Ladies and Gentlemen, it is very clear that "love" and "instincts" are two separate entities. We can live without emotion, but we can not live without instincts. I believe that I have presented my client's case in an honest way. There is no denying anything that I have presented. I am in no way condoning living your life without love, because if you do, you will regret it. I rest my case to the mercy of the court. Thank you for you time. So, I tried to come off as humorous as I could, but when speaking of "love," there really isn't any way of coming off humorous. Love is great, and a beautiful thing. That's it. Love is one of the best things that can enter your life, but only when it's true. I'm not saying that I believe in the thoughts of my client, I'm just defending the views.Enough of this dissection! I can't be humorous or anything like that, and it only gets my mind running a few thousand miles an hour. Hopefully one day, we'll all (not really, just a few of us) find love. Anyway, the surgery is next month. This is an actual comment made by a good friend (asshat…..J/K) after finding out about it. "Dude, don't sign it so that when you die you can leave me your entertainment center." Thanks Ass! My response… HELL NO! When I die, it's totally getting buried with me!! Formerly Heavy D, can't wait till this weekend! I hear Dopey's gonna be there. Sweet. Regardless of what you say, Lindsay P., Dopey, and me are definitely shooting guns, and you're coming. 2-Hottie, got your e-mail! Zebco will now be now known as "Danica." As in Danica Patrick. Why? Because of the way she drives (inside joke). Sam, the dissection is over. We agree to disagree, plus, the Judge just dismissed all charges. Next topic! Congratulations GrahamThrax for ending up on a porn site!! If you want to see it, just hit me up. So yeah, I know this was a really long post. Sorry. I didn't think it would have to go to court. Pretty soon (health permitting), Mr. Unlimited and I are going Vampyre hunting. Yes, it's coming. And, DragonCon. Oh, yes, DragonCon. I have started working on my battle gear (costume). Stay tuned Torrentialites!! |
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| Kit Kat, Updates | 4.18.08 |
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Can we have a serious discussion? Ok, good. Remember a while ago, when you used to pay attention to commercials? I do, and I remember a commercial for a certain product that I haven't seen a commercial for since I was a little bitty Powerhouse. You know what I'm talking about! "Give me a break! Give me a break! Break me off a piece of that Kit Kat bar!" I freaking love Kit Kat bars! They are definitely in my top 3 favorite candies of all time. I know that they are abundant, but I miss the commercials for them. They were so cleaver! If they were to make a commercial for Kit Kat again, I know the tune would have to be updated. Maybe a band like HIM could sing it. Wait, no. That wouldn't work. They'd be considered "sell outs" if they did that. Well, anyway. I want a Kit Kat commercial! Someone get me Kit Kat's number or address so that I can send them a request letter!! Anyway. A few new pics are on the "Random" pics page. And one more video up on the "Vids" page. I told you one was coming this week. Stay tuned Torrentialites!! . |
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| Surgery, Stuff | 4.15.08 |
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Well, it seems like Powerhouse is going under the knife. I was surprised myself when I was given the news. What's really weird, is that before the surgery, I'm gonna be drugged to sleep. That's awesome. Anyway, I'm going to be given a legal document to sign, stating whether or not I want them to resuscitate me if I flat-line during the surgery. How freaking weird is that?! Yeah, yeah, there could be complications and crap like that. Am I going to sign it stating that I want them to resuscitate me? No! If it's my time to go, then who the hell am I to stand in the way? Plus, I'll be completely oblivious to it. What better way to go? Oh, yeah, as an 80 year old man on Viagra tapping an 18 year old. But I don't plan on living till I'm 80. On to other things. Don't you LOVE hearing about how someone you used to know, who was a stuck up bitch who had everything handed to them just get what's coming to them? Oh, yes. I love it. You know the type, the one that never did drugs, but is now a druggie that denies it. The one that never put out, but now spreads eagle to any guy they talk to? Oh, yes!!! How the "mighty" have fallen. I freaking love it!! So, any of you that are keeping up with Sam's site may have noticed a conversation that him and I had a few months ago. In my defense, I WAS drinking when he asked me that. I may not have been "drunk," but I was tipsy. So, that's that. New quotes have been added, if you hadn't already noticed. The video is on they way. And THE video that I've been talking about has to be "extremely edited to avoid any legal repercussions" according to my lawyer. So, now I have a lot of editing to do. Hell, I might just say "screw it" and post it here one late night for a few hours (hint, hint). Stay tuned Torrentialites!!!! *Color of font approved by Zebco AKA Sara |
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| Candace Burnett, Bubba's Birthday!! | 4.14.08 |
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So, my lawyer has advised me not to speak of any situation that could land me in court, so naturally, I'm going to take one more jab at this slut. Her name is Candace Burnett. She's a crack-headed whore, who only uses men for their money so she can go out and score her next fix. She's a waste of human life, and if she were to pass away, it would only do humanity a favor. So, on to new and exciting stuff. Guess what today is!!! It's Bubba's birthday!! Hooray! He turns the mighty age of 2 on this chilly April day. It seems like only yesterday when I was driving down to South Georgia to pick him up (steal him away from his mother). He was so cute. He still is, don't get me wrong, but he's too hyper. I guess that's what happens when you hit the "terrible two's." I was planning on buying him a new collar for his birthday, but I didn't have time this weekend, so I'm giving him a bunch of table scraps tonight. I'll get him his collar in due time. Maybe this weekend. So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUBBA!! Have you ever gone into work in the morning still drunk from the night before? Ugh! I'm not admitting to anything, but I hear it's rough (cough, cough). It's almost amusing, especially when the vice president of your company is going to be there. Then, your manager just laughs at you and says "There's only 2 days out of the year you have to hold it together with this company, and you have to go and show up drunk at 7 in the morning." Oh, I feel sorry for that lad (cough, cough). But I hear he got the job done, and did a wonderful job at inventory. Powerhouse on the other hand, was completely sober (HAHAHA), and did his job thoroughly and professionally. Well, that's it for tonight Torrentialites. Stay tuned for that video I was going to post last week, but never got around to doing. |
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| Still gaining intel | 04.10.08 |
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So, after a lengthy conversation with my lawyer, he informed me that the statute of limitations never runs out on murder or homicide. This puts a snag in my plans for the gold diggers that are trying to take over my extended family member's assets. He also informed me that the way I'm going about getting these people's information is also illegal, but the chances of me getting caught are so low, that basically I'm not going to get caught. So, what to do now? Physical confrontation! Since I'll be down around (out of the way) that part of Georgia, I feel it only necessary to physically confront these pieces of shit. I'm not saying that I'm going there looking for a fight, I'm just going to simply ask them to stay away from my family member. Of course I'm going to be packing mad heat when I do this. If things come to a head, then I will have no option but to defend myself. Why am I going to carrying multiple guns? Because one of these people is a fucking crackhead. Literally, a fucking low life, crack smoking, non contributing member of society. I would have done the world a favor by eliminating them from this equation, but I'd rather drag this out for a while, and make their lives a living hell. Anyway, I'm still in the illegal process of gaining all the information on these people that I can. I don't know if I'll post it here tomorrow night (depending on my informant). But stay tuned. "Hitlerisback666" we have a lot of work to do. You will be rewarded very righteously. Stay tuned people, this is not over by far! |
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| Gold Diggers | 4.08.08 |
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I know that this website is centered around the more humorous of subjects and content. Tonight's post, and those to follow are of serious nature. There is no joking around about the subject, or anything I write about until further notice. I was raised up to always respect your elders, no matter who you are, and no matter what they say. Your elders are the ones that raised you, took care of you, and always had an open heart. There are those disgusting beings out there, who seem to have forgotten this. They are fucking gold digging whores. They should be killed on site, and given no mercy, especially those who take advantage of an elder. Something has come up, and I am filled with rage towards these people. Long story short, I have someone in my extended family, who helped to raise me, and even my father. He is one of probably 3 people I would completely trust with anything. He is one of the most influential people I've ever known. He is getting older, and people are starting to take advantage of his mental state, and his money. If it's one thing I can't stand, it's someone who takes advantage over the elderly. I would proudly go to jail for murder, if it meant saving someone who is incapable to make cognitive decisions. Everyone out there knows that I would lay my life down on the line for anyone I consider family or friend. If that's what it takes to insure justice, so be it! There are a couple of people that are taking advantage of one of my family members. In the days to come, I will post every single thing I know about them, including addresses, phone numbers, and any personal information I can dig up on them. I don't give a fuck if I go to jail for posting on here that I want you to physically harm them! Yes, I want any of you out there that are willing to do this, to physically harm them in any way possible. I know that I'm more than likely going to jail for what I have planned. I don't care. No one takes advantage of me or my family. If it means that I go at this alone, then that's cool. I would die happy knowing that I took this matter into my own hands. More information on these fucking rats as soon as they become available. NOTE: the people doing this live in the fucking ghetto and you could easily do a drive by shooting, and get away. They would blame it on a bunch of Mexicans anyway. |
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| New recruit, Mental people | 04.07.08 |
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I have recruited another Torrentialite!! She knows who she is, and after 3+ years, it was great to hang out! After driving your car, I SOO want a Cadillac!! Props to you Sara. Let's try not to make it another 3 years! I really can't believe it's been that long! I know I've been slacking on updates. Hopefully this week, I'll have one video up on the Chupacabra page. So, what is The Powerhouse going to vent about tonight? People with mental problems. I just don't understand those people. I'm not talking all mental disabilities, only the ones people can do something about. Like depression. God, I hate depressed people. What the hell are they so depressed about? Life is good, soak up the sun! Boo, hoo! You're cat died. It must be the end of the world!! Or, one of your family members has cancer. Life is so hard on you, because you have to put up with that cancer-patient cousin of yours!! Do you really think a freaking pill is going to make you feel better, you depressed piece of shit? God, just kill yourself so normal people don't have to put up with you!! Then, there's the people with anxiety problems. What the hell is there to worry about? NOTHING!! If you don't put yourself in a bad situation, there's nothing to worry about!! Quit getting stomach aches, and suck it up like a man!! Forget about that pill you take every time you think you might get anxious, I've got something better. Oh, you're head hurts from all the anxiety? Aww, let me get you a .45 to relieve the pain. What about those people with panic attacks? Jesus….. What a bunch of losers. Stressing out to a point where you can't breathe, or function? Seriously? I can't believe that shit even exists. It's a freaking excuse to look like a lunatic. Go ahead and cry your eyes out until you can't muster up any more tears! No one cares anyway, so just go ahead and pull the trigger. Quit making idle threats, and just do it!! Basically, I'm just talking about emotional "mental" problems. I have a soft spot in my heart for people that are autistic, or have some kind of retardation. Instead of wasting money on pills for emotional crap, let's invest that money into REAL mental problems. We can make a pill to make someone happy, but heaven forbid us find a cure for autism. Why don't we gather together all the people that have anxiety, depression, and panic attacks, etc., and have a "mass slaughter?!" No, I don't like putting it that way. A "mass extermination!!" Hmm. Nope. I've got it!! We shall call it a "Torrential Liquidation of the emotional herd." I love it. Think about it! If we get rid of all those people, this world would be a much better place! I can't wait! I'm sending my idea off to congress. I'll let you know how that goes. Stay tuned Torrentialites!! |
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| Given up on, Sex Tapes (sigh) | 4.02.08 |
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Well, well. Mr. Deeds (over at samdeeds.com) has given up on me. Metaphorically speaking of course. He is one of those people who believes that HIM is "emo." Tisk, tisk. Oh, Sam. Can we not agree on anything anymore? What happened to the love (non-gay) we used to have? It's ok to have opinions, but facts are facts. "Emo" is the complete opposite of what "Love Metal" is. HIM is just awesome! They rock hard nipples man!! I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that it's ok not to like HIM, but have some dignity. Do I have to bring up Haden Panies and Cream again? We both think she's hot. I mean, look at those legs! I would love to drive on her curves, but that's neither here nor there. I respect you Sam. I still love (non-gay) you man! Ok, down to business. I'm so sick and tired of hearing about celebrity sex tapes. Unless of course it's a tape that has one of my top 3 women in it. When I go to other blog sites (yes, I go to blog sites), I don't want to hear about Gene Simmons' sex tape. Big freaking whoop! Who the hell would want to see him in a sex tap anyway? Pam Anderson, please! I feel like if I even watch her sex tape I'll contract herpes. Then that ugly chick from Sex and the City. Why? I mean really! Who would want to even have sex with that thing. Then that one british politician who dressed up like a Nazi and acted out concentration camp fantasies. Wow. How much lower can you get? There has only been one sex tape that has peaked my interest in the past couple years, and it wasn't even a sex tape. Lindsay Lohan giving a blow job. Sigh. I miss the full bodied Lohan. I don't like the coked up skinny version. Lindsay, if you're reading this, eat something!! Bring back your tits! Sex tapes are no big deal. Everybody has at least 1. If they tell you otherwise, they are freaking lying! "Oh, I've never done that before!" Bullshit! They just don't want you to think of them as whores. Well, I'm letting the cat out of the bag people (too late, he already died). Sex tapes are abundant. Everyone has some. Shit, I know a bunch of people that have sex tapes. So freaking what? If that's their thing, go for it. I'm not knocking anyone for having them. But the difference between us and the celebrities, is that we keep them under lock and key. We hide them strategically throughout our house. Or, in some circumstances, we even have them in our lock box at the bank (good luck trying to figure out which bank I'm with now, perverts). People like you and I aren't big time celebrities, and our sex tapes peak the interest of no one. They are stictly for our one entertainment. If any one of us were to become famous, do you think that our sex tapes would get out? HELL NO!! Powerhouse, and the Torrentialites out there have class. Well, there's a few of you out there that I wouldn't put past their sex tape getting out, but that's besides the point. If people didn't want their naked asses on film getting out, then trust me, it wouldn't get out. Celebrities with sex tapes want you to see them. They want to be famous, and will do anything it takes to get the attention on them, even if it includes a video of them doing the nasty. Am I done? Can I calm down about this yet? So there you go. Sam's given up on me, and I'm annoyed with sex tapes. Stay tuned!! |
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| Response | 04.01.08 |
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Happy April Fools! I honestly don't understand why today is the one day out of the year we get a free pass to pull jokes on people. I pull jokes on people all the time, every day of the year. Anyway, this is a little segment I like to call "Reader Response." It appears that Mr. Smiley, along with a few other people felt it neccessary to respond to my posting about HIM. Let's all read what Mr. Smiley had to say... "I'll give you that HIM isn't emo. You're right on with the qualities one must have to be considered emo and I suppose HIM does not fall into that incredibly lame, self-loathing, laughable social group of worthless human beings...God....We should gather all the emo people and shoot them into outer space in a pod wired with some of the most expensive and impressive fireworks of our time, set the pod to explode upon leaving our atmosphere, make the event known to the world, have a worldwide moment of silence and observance at the designated time and everyone in the world can then watch the coolest firework show ever! Wow. Now I understand why your post wandered from HIM and settled onto emo bashing. Anyway, you merely defended HIM against being considered emo (which of course would instantly disqualify them from ever being considered a good, nay, even an average band. So kudos for that well designed defense of those Finnish *Heroes*). They may rock your socks off but HIM still *rocks harder than anyone I've ever heard!!* Keeping a balanced and sharp opinion for those who love to hate anything and everything" That was Mr. Smiley, everyone. Words or quotes with the "*" around them are the editings of Powerhouse. Mr. Smiley doesn't really like HIM that much, but he knows deep down inside that he's got some Love Metal in him. So, I'm totally thinking about putting up an "Unwritten Laws" page up on here. Probably gonna get rid of the drawings page. If I could ever find time to pull myself away from the PS3, I'll try to learn PHP so that I can make it password protected page, along with THE video. There are some things that just need to be kept from prying eyes. To give you a little taste, the first unwritten law is that Powerhouse, Powerhouse's friends and family are the exception to every rule, oh, and Kate Beckinsale, Avril Lavigne, and Sophia Bush. Like, tramp stamps. Only the women I just mentioned, and my female friends are the only ones allowed to get away with a tramp stamp (which would then be called a "hotness mark," but my friends have more class then to do that). So, in closing, keep an eye out for that to pop up here one of these days. Mr. Smiley, just admit to everyone that you secretly like HIM and have every single one of their albums. Stay tuned Torrentialites!! |
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| H.I.M. | 3.31.08 |
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This entry has been building up for a long time. HIM is a "Love Metal" band. Yes, they created their own genre of music. One band, one genre. There are many out there that believe that HIM is an "emo" band. Boy, are they completely wrong!!! HIM is not an "emotional" band. They are a "metal" band. Key word being "metal." There are no whiny chorus's, frowns on all their faces, complaining about ex's, or anything like that. Yes, their songs are emotional to a point, but they are not considered "emo!" Anyone out there that believes that HIM is "emo" is an idiot. They obviously haven't listened to any of their songs, let alone gone to one of their concerts. In concert, they are one of the last hardcore adrenaline pumping entertainers in the industry. To be "emo," you have to always be complaining about "love," cry your eyes out everytime a bird flies by, take it in the ass (if you're a guy), never smile, cut yourself ("cutter's" should do it right the first time, up the wrist, not across), always put themselves down, never look someone in the eye, and every song is about a break up, or something stupid like that. HIM does not complain in any of their songs. They only explain things. Plus, they ROCK in every single one of their songs!!! In every interview I've ever seen with HIM, they are always smiling, joking, and playing around. You don't get that with "emo" bands. All they do is complain, cry, and beg for forgivness. What a freaking crock of bullshit. All that stuff gets you nowhere. It certainly doesn't get you laid. Look at HIM, they get ass thrown at them everywhere they go. Plus, Ville Valo has an amazingly hot woman. "Emo" bands don't have that. It's just an "unwritten law" that HIM is not "emo." End of story. If you're one of those blind idiots that believe that HIM is "emo" just kill yourself. You're only projecting the inner "emo" in you onto something else to make an excuse for your own miserable life. "Emo" is gay and everyone that has a functioning brain knows it. If you're "emo" please cut up the wrist, deep. Don't write a stupid suicide letter that means nothing. If you're stupid enough to entertain the thought that hurting yourself makes you feel better, then just grab a fucking gun and blow your brains out. You are not a contributing member of society, and everyone laughs behind your back, and you're the butt of all jokes. Quit complaining, because no one is listening. Life isn't so fucking bad that you have to hurt yourself. Boo freaking hoo your girlfriend broke up with you. Go get another one. Take all the black clothes off and get some sun. Chicks dig tans!!! Not emotional sissys. "Unwritten Laws." I like that. I think I'll create a page of unwritten laws. I'm gonna have to wait till I learn a little of this "PHP" stuff before I make it, so that I can only make it accessable to people that have the password. Which begs the question, when is "THE" video coming? Soon. Soon. And of course, it will only be accessable to those who have the password. To those who have already seen it, I'm sorry you had to witness the ugliness of the horrific sounds and sights. But hey, I'm an asshole and I'm ok with that. Stay tuned people, stay tuned!! Oh, by the way, I met Marquise Brown of The Georgia Bulldogs today. He's awesome! |
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| Video | 3.27.08 |
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What's up? Sorry for the lack of updates the past couple days. I've been busy editing a video that I posted tonight. It's freaking awesome!! It pretty much shows what happened on SB 08'. There was way too many pics and vids, so I just posted what I thought would be appropriate. I think it turned out pretty damn good. Check it out, it's on the "vids" page!!! Oh, some of the music on it might be NSFW, so if your at work, make sure you mute it. Now that, that's knocked out of the way, I can post some other pics and vids. Not tonight, but eventually. We're gearing up for inventory at work. It's gonna suck, but whatever. So, I've decided to grow what I can out of my beard. So far, not liking it. It itches. I really do miss SB 08'! At work, I'm just thinking about how this time last week, I was plastered, having fun, not having a care in the world, etc. Oh, well. There's always next year. More updates to come. Stay tuned Torrentialites!! |
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| New Vids | 3.24.08 |
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Got some new vids up on the site. One on the "vids" page, and one on "The Chupacabra" page. The one on the chupacabra page is of 2-Hottie and I conversing about the poison that is secreted from the animal. Some might find it amusing, but trust me, you don't know the pain that 2-Hottie was in!! More updates to come! So, I have recently completed my HD entertainment center. Yes, I bought a BlueRay player. Well, it's a PS3. Built in BlueRay. I have yet to purchase a BlueRay DVD, but more than likely I will this weekend. Don't settle for the base model PS3 40gig. Step it up and buy the PS3 60gig. It can play all PS titles, just to let you know. So, yesturday was Sam's birthday!! Happy belated birthday Sam!!! I got nothing but love for you! Hope you liked your present! So, his present was a gator's head that I got in Florida. I had sex with a gator (yes, I am that badass!), and right after I came, I ripped it's head off, and preserved it just for Sam. Craig got one too (yes, I had sex with another gator). Hope you liked it too bro! I also have one for myself (yes, I mated with 3 gators, ripped their heads off, and saved them). Not only did I rape 3 gators, it was all at the same time! The Powerhouse is so badass!! Stay tuned for tomorrow's video. It's a drunken party in the condo calling Tim Tebow(over-rated sissy) out! It's from when we got back to the condo after a 2 hour show at Midieval Times. Don't worry, the video of the staggering drunk walk home is soon to come! Stay tuned! |
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| SB 08', Updates | 03.23.08 |
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Well, well, my dear Torrentialites. Spring Break 08' was freaking awesome. Couldn't have had a better time. There's a whole bunch of upadates including pics, vids, and quotes that I'm going to try to get done this week. Keep an eye out for them. As for the chupacabra hunt, it was a success. Unfortunately, there is no video evidence of the chupacabra it's self, but trust me, we exterminated the horde that was plaguing Orlando/Kissimmee. It's probably going to take a while to post all the pics from the trip, but hopefully there will be updates every night this week. About St. Patty's day... Well, what you've heard is pretty accurate. We went to mingle with the locals and SBer's, at a pub. I got completely freaking wasted. Like, almost black out drunk. 2-Hottie called the cab while Kaylin took care of me outside the pub (very much appreciated Kay!). I tried puking before the cab got there, but nothing was coming up. As soon as I get in the front seat, I look back at 2-Hottie and ask for the green hat I got for flashing my tits to the bartender (who was a hottie). He was drunk enough to think that I wanted to wear the damn thing on the ride back to the condo. As soon as he hands it to me, I ask the cab driver to roll down the windows. He asks if I'm going to puke, and of course I say "Nah, man." About 6 seconds after I said that, I just ralf my ass off in the green St. Patty's day hat. It's not St. Patty's day unless someone pukes. It was hilarious looking back on it, but at the time, I wasn't feeling too good. Anyway, I started drinking again the next day. I am a seasoned veteran when it comes to drinking. Anyway, SB 08'/Chupacabra Hunt 08' was awesome. Many tales to tell. Kaylin and I got to touch a dolphin and sting rays!! How freaking awesome is that?! Plus, we went to Midieval Times our last night out. The staggering drunken video on the way home is priceless (don't worry Kaylin, I've got it under control). It's 11 minutes of awesomeness. Updates to come. Stay tuned!! |
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| Updates | 3.18.08 |
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New pics on the Spring Break picture page, a video up on the Chupacabra page, and hopefully some new vids up tonight. I'm gonna let 2-Hottie explain what happend last night for St. Patty's day. It'll be a video. Stay tuned people. We're going to Sea World tomorrow. It's gonna be freaking amazing. Today has been more of a "recovery" day for me. Partied a little too hard last night, but have started drinking again. Stay tuned! |
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| Maybe no updates | 03.15.08 |
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I know I said that there probably wouldn't be any updates until we're down in Orlando, but, if internet access is not possible, I want to make sure you guys know. Yes, there is a possiblity we're not going to have the internet at the condo, but hopefully we will. So, if you don't see any updates for the next week, you know why. Do you know how much it would suck if I don't get any internet reception? Yeah, I can hook my phone up to my laptop and it can act as a wireless modem, but for the ammount of data that has to be transfered, I don't know if it's worth it. If we don't make it back, I love you guys. I have spent the better half of my life chasing the chupacabra, and if I die by the beak of the animal, then it was meant to be. Don't cry for me, it's not worth it. Just remember all the good things I did. Mom, Dad, I love you with all of my heart. I know this isn't the life you wanted for me. Friends, I love you. At my funeral, just rip on me. Tell jokes, experiences you had with me, etc. Don't mourn me (like you would anyway!). I'm going to be so pissed if I can't pick up the internet. Oh, well. That's just one thing that comes along with the lifestyle. So, check for updates. Sam, I won't forget your b-day present! Stay tuned!! |
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| Insurance, health | 3.14.08 |
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Can I vent? Thanks. Health insurance is a fucking joke. Hypothetically speaking, let's just say someone goes to the doctor for a check up, and asks to recieve a full-on medical exam. Blood work, physical, etc. Their health insurance covers the majority of it, but he might have to pay a little out of pocket for the extensive lab work he wants done. Not a problem. After recieving a physical, it is determined that the pt. (patient) has a hernia. Not that big of a deal. It's not life threatening or anything like that, but after determining what kind of hernia it is, and what procedures are neccessary, the doctor asks to see him again later in the week (most likely to contact the insurance provider). He goes back later in the week, and the doctor says that a surgery should be performed, BUT the insurance provider has denied coverage of the procedure because they can't determine if the pt. was injured before or after health insurance was instituted. Now, since the hernia isn't life threatening, the man decides not to even go through with the surgery. After that verbal intent is muttered, the doctor then tells the pt. that the hernia could cause complications later on in life, including organ failure. The pt. doesn't have the money to pay for the procedure, drugs, and all the things that accompany a surgery. The man says "screw it" and decides not to have the procedure done at all. Now, if later on in life the man's organs fail, is it the man's fault or the insurance company's fault? Isn't health insurance here to help us? For someone to pay money that he could be using for other things, to a company that only cares about making a profit is bullshit. The health insurance company will pay for drugs or other bills that come along with a heart condition, but God forbid his intestines slip through some muscle and can be cured by just a one time procedure! Sorry, just had that going through my head. Guess what I found out? Athen's Regional Medical Center has completely cut it's ambulance service! What kind of bullshit it that? Clarke County might be the smallest county in the state, but it can't run soley on a maximum of 3 ambulances at any given time. For those of you that don't know, Clarke County only runs ambulance service through Athen's Regional, and St. Mary's. St. Mary's only has 3 buses (ambulances). Athen's Regional had 5, and sometimes 7. Now, when you call 911 in Clarke County, they send out the firemen (heroes), THEN they call the ambulance service, which, depending on the location, could be 15 minutes away. Then to top it off, the fire fighters in Clarke County aren't EMT certified. Some of them are, but it is not a requirement. When Athen's Regional had their buses running, Clarke County always had at least 8 buses, and response time was always within 5 minutes. I just can't wait till one of the chairmen of Athen's Regional's relatives dies because of a stupid fucking decision. I wish nothing but the worst for the people involved with deciding to get rid of the ambulance service. I hope that each and every one of them dies a slow painful death because the ambulance was too late to save them. Sorry, folks, but that has been eating at me ever since I found out about it. Enough ranting for one night. Time to go to sleep. Stay tuned! |
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| The hunt | 03.13.08 |
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It's late. I should be asleep right now. What was supposed to be a night of packing for the hunt turned into a night of babysitting (anna), ironing, writing, laundry, etc. I'm tired, but I can't sleep. Could it be the anxiety from the upcoming expedition? Maybe. Who knows anymore? All I know is that I'm tired and I need a vacation away. Only, this won't be a vacation. On our expedition to Orlando, we are going to visit Gator Land. Why? Apparently, there were chupacabra remains left in the feces of one of the gators, and we were called to investigate. Could it be, that after all this time, it was the aligators that are the ones that are invulnerable to the beast? My team and I will do some investigating into the matter. Trust me, I will keep you updated. Hopefully I'll be able to post a video blog a few nights while we're down there to let you know how it's going. Along with a video blog, I'm going to try to get some more updates going. Maybe I'll get some drawings done while I'm down there and hear some good quotes. There will definitly be pictures. Probably no updates until we're down there. Oh, Mr. Unlimited, after a quick stop, I'm coming by on Saturday after work for lunch. Wish us luck. Stay tuned! |
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| Equipment pt2, you have spoken | 3.12.08 |
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Nos Energy Drink Why? Because it gives you a quick burst of energy. When? Right before a raid, whenever you're feeling drowsy, whenever you want to get crunk (yes, I said "crunk") Cape and Cowl Why? Not only do they look cool, they provide excellent camouflage in the dark, and if you ever have to jump from a high point, the cape can slow the decent. The chupacabra are also terrified by the size you can make yourself look with the cape. If the cowl is of high-grade material, it can also act as a helmet, or weapon to use for head-butting in hand to hand combat. When? Hand to hand combat, whenever you need to make yourself look larger, camouflage, gliding, cape can be used as a net. Cell phone Why? Comes in handy when you need to call for back up. Also a great tool to use to throw at the creature. When? Whenever you need back up, whenever you forget to change out the dead batteries in your camera, if you're feeling lonely and want someone to talk to, if you have nothing else to throw. Government issued identification card Why? Just in case you die, and need to be ID'd. After the chupacabra is done with your body after you fail your mission (torturing, molesting, sexual abuse, blood sucking, skin peeling, bitch slapping, decapitation, basically, after the chupacabra is done with you, Red Cross couldn't clean up the mess), it is the only thing that can identify your body. When? ALWAYS!!! Concealed Weapons License Why? Just in case the local authorities want to ask you about the buldge underneath your shirt. When? Always. For those of you that don't have one, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! So, you pretty much get the jist of what you need to bring along with you. Now, since I am THE ultimate chupacabra hunter, a lot of you are asking yourself "What exactly is Powerhouse taking on this specific journey?" Well, if you really want to know, I'm bringing along everything I just mentioned. Accompanying that arsenal, I am acquisitioning myself with my prescription ulcer medication (don't ask), my prescription heart medication (don't even attempt to ask! Notice the exclamation point. I'm honestly not ready to talk about it.), multi-vitamins, dip, my lucky ring, my sword, my personal pillow, Dunhill Edition (the only cologne I wear), my pocket knife, my laptop, many "wife beaters", chap stick, moisturizing lotion, diary (it's a digital diary, kinda on the internet, but you'll never read it, nah nah!), pretty much anything you'd bring along with you on a vacation (chupacabra hunt). So, I've made up my mind about something. I have made the decision to buy a Blue Ray disk player. Not only am I purchasing a Blue Ray player, I'm also buying a PS3 (Playstation 3). Yes, I know it's shocking, but if I want to complete my high-def entertainment center, I have to have Blue Ray. I anticipate making my purchase after our exploration to Orlando. Do I really need a PS3? No. But who cares? Not only will I have Blue Ray, I'll also be able to play online with Pimpalicious and Smiley. I expect to be extremely lazy after my purchase. Oh, well. The Torrentialites have spoken, and it looks like I'm investing in a motorcycle. Not only am I investing in a bike, but it has been suggested to move to Athens. Gwinnett really has nothing left for me (except friends, I love you guys!). When will I recieve my crotch-rocket, within the year. When will I move to Athens? Hell, it could be years. Stay tuned! |
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| equipment | 03/11/08 |
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When you go off to a distant part of the world to hunt the ferocious beast that is the chupacabra, you have to bring along certain pertinent items. I have compiled together key items of equipment to bring along on the hunt. I will explain in detail when, and why you might need these items. Harpoon Gun Why? It's simple really. If you ever find a chupacabra by it's self, you can sneak up on the creature, and harpoon the animal right through it's chest, and it will not be able to run away. Just make sure you have a very strong cable attatched to the harpoon. After it bleeds and suffers long enough, it will stop fighting and collapse. Then, and only then will you be able to subdue the animal and study it for appoximately 3 hours before it dies. When? Only to be used when a chupacabra is dissipated from other chupacabras. Darts Why? This is only suited for those experienced enough in throwing darts. It's a last resort weapon. If you are down to no other weapon, and it's charging at you, simply pull out 2 darts and accurately throw them in it's eyes. When? Only as a last resort weapon. Liquor Why? Mostly used for celebration. It can also be used to sterilize wounds substained by altercations with the fiend. It is a precious item to bring along with you. I never leave home without it. When? Celebrations, sterilizations, calming of the nerves. Night vision Do I really need to explain this one? Nintendo Wii Why? To keep your senses hightened, even during down time. When? Whenever you're not hunting Garlic Why? Since you'll be doing most of your hunting at night, there is a chance that you could run across a vampire. Yes, they do exist. I battled one, one time. It was messy. Long story short, I had to improvise with the harpoon. I still have a scar...... When? Any time you're hunting at night. Georgia Bulldog Crocs Why? They are comfortable as hell. Plus, if you get the all black, with the red strap (with the "G" on it) they camouflage your feet excellently. When? Any time you have to be on your feet. Make sure you have the strap fastened tightly around your ankle, just in case you have to run. Grenades Why? They are extremely useful when you want to ambush a pack. When? In any ambush situation where buildings and innocent bystanders will not be injured. Also to be used when you know you're not going to make it out alive. It's just like the last scene from "I am Legend." Camera with video Why? To take visuals of the sumpton. The video is also great if you're just doing recon. When? Recon situations. Really, the only person that should be taking pictures and video is the one person of your platoon that is to be protected at all costs, and does no battle with the villain. 40gig iPod Why? To get you hyped up before a squirmish. Or you can go balls to the wall like Jessica Beil (freaking ripped hottie) did in Blade 3. When? During down time, during the heat of the moment, recon. A picture of the one you love Why? It gives you motivation. And, it could also be the last thing you see before you die. When? Only when visual contact with the chupacabra is not possible. And, only when you're about to pull the pin out of the grenade to sacrifice yourself for the greater good. Batarangs Why? Just because. When? Whenever you can throw them. Well, the list is just too long to put it all on one post. So I guess you're going to have to wait till tomorrow night for more information on what to bring along with you on a chupacabra hunt. Stay tuned! |
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| Tattoos and women | 3.10.08 |
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Mondays. God, I hate Mondays. They are possibly the worst day of the week (they have to be). I either fall asleep at work, or am lazy as all hell. Oh, well. How old am I, and I still haven't gotten used to Mondays?! Well, all I can think about right now is how in 1 week, I'll be relaxing (getting sloppy ass drunk, chasing chupacabra's) in the little unknown town that is Orlando. Yes, my friends, the countdown has begun. Now, since the Monday we're going to be down there is Saint Patrick's (who?) day, I must pack an article of clothing that is green in nature. Hmmm. I don't have anything that's green. I have a tattoo that has green in it, does that count? Probably not. There is a cool-ass Green Lantern shirt at Hot Topic. I think I might invest in that before I head down there. I don't want to get pinched for not wearing green, or do I? Only if it's by a hottie, and not 2-Hottie. Speaking of tattoos, it's time we discuss them. I have thought about it for a while (a spur of the moment), and will make my decision while I'm down there, but I think it's time for another tat. I don't know what of though. I was thinking of something that has to do with Batman, but I've already got 2 tats of that stuff. I'm not complaining at all, I'm just saying. Maybe I'll just get drunk one night and head to a parlor and make my decision then. It definitely has to be on the forearm though. Why? Because I want one there, that's why! Since we're on the topic, women, don't get tattoos. Honestly. No offense or anything, but tattoos on women just aren't my thing. I'm not the only one who feels this way either. I mean, c'mon. They don't call it a "tramp stamp" for nothing. It kinda sends a signal out to guys. If you've got a tramp stamp, you're easy. Tattoos on the feet are just trashy altogether. I can't freaking stand those. No self respecting human should ever get a tattoo on the foot or on the small of their back. Now, there are only 3 women in the world who could pull it off. Kate, Sophia, and Avril. Everyone else is just trying too hard. Anyway, women, can we talk? Just the women. Guys, take a breather. Ok. I know we live in an age where tattoos on the small of the back are kinda the thing for women to get, but trust me, no one takes you seriously if you have one. I know that some guys are into that stuff, but look at the guys I'm talking about (trashy). All they want to do is get in your pants, and if you have a tat there, more than likely you're going to let him (it's just how things work). Plus, think about when (if) you're ever a grandmother to someone. How in the hell do you plan on explaining it ("young and dumb is not a suitable answer)? Small tats are ok. If they're in the right place, they can even be cute. You know, like a little star or something. Yes, I used the word "cute." I'm not ashamed. Trust me, when I go out with the guys I hang with (not all of them), one of the first things they look for is a tramp stamp (aside from tits, ass, face, and thickness). It's just like in the movie Wedding Crashers. Get a small, cute, strategically place tat. You'll thank me in the long run. Listen to some testimonials: "What do you think about women with tramp stamps?" Dopey: "As easy as taking a shit." Big Wody (pronounced woody): "Bulee dat, you getting laid!" Mr. Unlimited: "Shit, you better wear protection." Sam: "The name says it all." Aimee: (universal hand sign for "boo") You see, even a self-respecting lady thinks they're dumb. Ok guys (males), you can continue reading. Now, I don't want to hear any backlash from this post. If you already have any of those tats, not my problem. I suggest laser surgery, or birth control and condoms because you just might end up with something. And yes, I do realize that only .000000000001% of women that have these tats are actual ladies, but the chance of meeting one of these women are about as likely as.... as..... well, as likely as me exterminating every chupacabra and zombie in my lifetime. So, yes, the countdown begins (hooray!!). Stay tuned for tomorrow's post on everything (equipment) I'm bringing to the lost world of Florida on my expedition. |
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| A night out | 03.08.08 |
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I'm feeling Mexican food right now. Ahh... It's so good. A nice mexican dinner with Formerly Heavy D, and Lindsay P. Then drinks at Piazano's. Sounds fabulous. |
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| Naked | 3.06.08 |
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Today, I was naked. I was naked when I went to sleep, and naked when I woke up. I went to work naked, and came home as naked as I was when I woke up this morning. Have you ever felt naked? You could be fully clothed and still naked. I was that way today. Something just didn't feel right. I didn't notice it until about noon. There was just something missing. It was my lucky ring. Why is it my lucky ring? It just is. Nothing special about it, I got it a while back at Downtown Rocks, or Big Day Out. I wear it on my left thumb. It comforts me. Plus, I like the way it looks on me. It all happened late (8:30pm) last night. I was laying in bed watching Justice League: The New Frontier (great movie by the way). I was playing with it in my hand and on my thumb, when it came loose and fell inbetween my bed and the wall. I was too tired (drunk) to reach down and get it. Plus, my bed sits too high for me to just lean over the bed and get it. As I'm writing, I still haven't retrieved it. Will I by the end of the night? More than likely. Actually, I'm getting it now......... Ok, that's better. So, last night I watched Hostel pt2. Eh. The first one was a lot better (a lot better). That Hernandez guy reprised his role for a total of maybe 5 minutes, then he dies. Anyway, there is just one scene that would make any man cringe. Basically, a guy's sausage and eggs get completely cut the hell off, graphically. Like, I was amazed. They completely showed the whole shebang. Very disturbing (very). Justice League: The New Frontier was awesome. I don't know, but DC is coming out with some pretty graphic movies lately. Like, PG-13 movies. Kids getting killed, cusing in the movie, sexual jokes, and all kinds of stuff that has been waiting in the wings for a long time. It's about damn time they started getting edgy. Run out and get it. Oh, I am so ready for the weekend. I have absolutely nothing planned (that's a first). Actually, I do have something planned. I plan on breaking the law. Yes, I know, shocking!! Now, the next couple of lines have nothing at all to do with politics (really). But I'm tired of Sunny Perdon't (like the pun?) doing nothing about this alleged drought. Where I live, we are not in a freaking drought!!! We have more than enough water, but thanks to certain "higher ups" (assholes) in the government, I can't legally wash my truck. Now, I illegally washed my truck a few weeks ago, because I couldn't stand to see my baby as dirty as she was. I plan on washing AND waxing my truck. How am I going to get away with it? Well, that's a trade secret. So, if any of you out there feel your ride needs a nice wash, come on by and we'll wash vehicles together (aww). Maybe something will come up this weekend. Maybe I'll take a trip down to little Mexico (Gwinnett). Maybe I'll just be a lumix and catch up on some HD. Who knows. Give me a call (or text). Stay tuned people, stay tuned! |
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| Chupacabra | 03/05/08 |
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So, you're sitting there asking yourself "What's going on in the world of Torrentialvania?" Well, let me tell you. Too much. Not really, but enough to keep me busy. My quest for the chupacabra is ongoing. No recent interaction with them. They are keeping a low key for right now. Bigfoot is another story. Pretty much, I'm gearing up for Orlando. I hear there might be some chupacabra's down there. So I'm bringing my team of experienced professionals with me. There's Doctor 2-hottie PHD who is an avid hunter and chupacabra migration expert, and there's also Doctor Kaylin PCD (professional chupacabra doctor) who has extensive experience in the chupacabra's anatomy and physiology. Our plan is to catch one of these suckers with 2-Hottie's hunting expertise, then dissect this creature to examine them even further. There will be much alcohol involved. We're going to need it for after the hunt when we celebrate our victory over the beast! We have lost one of our fellow chupacabra enthusiasts. Eve has abandoned our crusade for reasons that are not up for discussion. Will we prevail in the foreign country that is Florida? Or will we blunder our expedition completely and never return? Only time will tell my dear Torrentialites. As of now, we're looking for one more chupacabra guru to join us on our never ending assault. If you feel you have the experience and guts, then shoot me an e-mail, or contact 2-Hottie or Kaylin. Just understand what is expected of you, and what you will be getting into. Stay tuned! |
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| Movies, Phil Brown, Orlando | 3.04.08 |
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What can I say about the recent movies I've seen? Well, nothing really good, unfortunately. This past weekened while I was working, we popped in "I Am Legend." Yeah, I know it's not on DVD yet, but we've got the hook up. Anyway. It's a freaking great movie!! The opening scene is freaking priceless! If you don't want to watch the movie for any reason, just watch it for the opening scene. It's got to be one of the best opening scenes I've ever witnessed in my life. Ok, so I won't give too much away. The movie starts, and he's already the only man on the planet. He's chasing deer in a Mustang for food. The the scene pans out and on a billboard is a picture of the Batman symbol, and inside of it, is the Superman symbol. It was freaking awesome!! Now, I'm not the kind of guy who's going to give away the ending and tell you that he sacrifices himself with a grenade to kill off a bunch of "zombies" to save a lady and her son, so..... Opps! My bad. So there you go, that's the ending. Eve and I went to go see "Jumper" a few weeks ago. I really liked the movie, except for the ending. It leaves the door wide open for sequels. I'm not going to tell you that his mom left when he was 5 because he had the ability to "jump" if you will, because she worked for the government agency that was trying to kill off all "jumpers." Then he finds her when he's all grown up and she has a daughter with someone else, and is still killing "jumpers" so she gives him a "head start" to disappear. Ooops. Sorry. Other than that, I haven't really seen any good movies. The Family Guy Blue Harvest movie was entertaining. Other than that, home movies have been about the best thing I've seen in a while, and that's another post all in it's self, if you get my drift. So, here's some serious stuff. I'm publicly calling out a worthless piece of shit. His name is Phil Brown. He is a self-labled "jack of all trades." He lives at 326 Cash Rd, Winder, GA, 30680. His phone number to his house is 770-725-5766. His cell phone number is 678-425-5973. Now, I have commited no crime (according to my lawyer) by posting his numbers or address. It's public domain. But this motherf***er royally screwed my parents over, and he no longer picks up my phone calls. I guess if I was threated with my life by someone with a gun I'd do the same thing, but listen. This guy is probably 55 years old, STILL lives with his parents, lost his license because of some DUI's, takes your money and runs, can't get to work without his dad, and other numerous embarassing things. This guy is a royal piece of shit. I'm not condoning in any way that you guys call this asshole and harass him (cough, cough, hint, hint), or go to his shack of a house and do a drive by (COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!), or cause any physical harm to him (COUGH! COUGH! COUGH! COUGH! COUGH! HINT! HINT! HINT!), but if you feel the need to constitute some justice, this guy is a start! Again, his house phone is 770-725-5766, and his cell phone is 678-425-5973. And his address is: 326 Cash Rd. Winder, Ga, 30680 So, there you go. My first blog of the month. Do what you will with the information provided. "Hitlerisback666," I think you might need to conduct some business with the info. Anyway. How are you guys doing? Me, I'm perfectly fine. Well, I guess I could be better, but I'm not thinking too much about that. All I'm thinking about right now, is our (2-Hottie, Kaylin, Eve, and myself) little trip to Orland in a couple weeks! I need a vacation, and a week in Orlando should do the trick! I'm bringing my computer so hopefully I'll update while I'm down there, and conduct other business. I might be a little to wasted, but I'll give it my best. So, everyone stay tuned, and do what you will with the information provided about Phil Brown! |
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| Props, Religion | 02/28/08 |
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What's up? Now, all of you know that I give props where props are due. I completely forgot to give props to someone that gave me props over the weekend. I am truly sorry. So, here goes. Props to Mrs. P for hooking Mr. Unlimited and I up over the weekend with coffee. Well, technically I didn't get a coffee. I got some caramel cooler thingy. I forgot what Mr. Unlimited got, but it had soy milk in it. Disgusting, I know. But hey, to each their own. So, as of late, I've been getting back into the Wii. Yes, I know it's the most amazing piece of gaming equipment ever invented. It's getting so bad, that I'm actually sweating when I play. It's just so damn intense!! If you don't have one, you need to get one. If you want my Wii number, just hit me with an e-mail so you can message me on that thing. I know that I told you guys that I would never post about religion, but I've been doing some hardcore thinking about it (really, I have). This is probably going to be the most serious post I ever make (seriously), so take heed and prepare yourself for the Powerhouse to get emotional, religious, and as honest as I've ever been. Many of us believe that our senses have been created by God and infiltrated by the Devil. But who is to say that Devil and God aren't one in the same? Most likely, our senses were put into place by our creator to challenge us to bring out the best in humanity. If we explore the deepest parts of our minds, through meditative practices or otherwise, we can find pure love, and with this make more intelligent choices for mankind. One of the most common obstacles we all face is rationalizing what we know to be wrong. To wait on God is naive and an invitation for disaster. So there you go. The most serious post I'll ever put on this website. Time for me to get Wiitarded. Stay tuned! |
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| What? | 2.27.08 |
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Hello, hello everyone. Anything new with you guys? Me either. I do have to work this weekend, so I'll be down in the Nett (Gwinnett) on Saturday, so hit me up if you want to hang out. Mr. Unlimited (AKA-Pimpalicious), I might come by for lunch after work, so keep a bar seat open for me. So, I've decided to either buy a motorcycle or move out after spring break week in Orlando. I've always wanted a crotch rocket, but I do feel the need to move out all by my lonesome. If I move out, I'm tempted to move to the awesome city of Athens. Though, I'm also tempted to move closer to my old stomping grounds. If I were to move closer to where I grew up, I'd be spending more on gas to and from work. If I buy a cycle, I'd be saving money on gas, well depending on how I drive it. Knowing me (and trust me, I know me pretty well), I'd be gunning it from here to there everywhere I go. Now, if I decide to move out, I'm going to have to find a place that will accept a small dog (Bubba, AKA-Valo). Plus, if I move out, how the hell am I going to walk him during the day? I can't do it just by will power! Then what if I go out on a Friday or Saturday night? He'll be so lonely, especially when Ace isn't there for him to try to fight. UGH! Ok, if I buy a motorcycle, I can get a custom helmet in the shape of the Batman cowl. It would be freaking sweet. Hells yeah! I could get a jet black bike, with black rims, a black carbon fiber muffler, black headers, black pipes, well, lets just say the whole bike would be completely blacked out, except for the license plate. Then with my custom helmet and cape, I'd totally be Batman. What do I do? I need your help Torrentialites!!! Anyway, I'm going to try to upload the vid from the concert tonight. Yes, I know the sound sucks on it, but it does have a few cool parts in it, so don't send me an e-mail telling me that the sound is messed up. Zack, I got your inquiry, I'll try it out tonight, but I can't make any promises that it will work. I sure could go for some homemade egg drop soup:) I'm not going to upload the pics from the concert and WaHoo tonight, don't ask. And yes, I know, I need to update the drawings. I'm working on it. Ok, for whatever reason, my e-mail through my website was messed up and I just got a whole ton of e-mails from everyone that date back to the the first of the month, so if I haven't replied to any of your e-mails, that's why. Sorry. Valo and Ace have been given a huge hug! Hit me up on Saturday if you want to hang out. Derrick, give me a call this weekend if you're not busy. 2-Hottie, it's less than 3 weeks away!!!!! I need a week of fun in the sun! Stay tuned!! |
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| Eve, and Smiley's post | 02/24/08 |
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My dear Torrentialites. That was Eve that posted that last blog. I was unaware of her doing until it was too late. A very good post though. She did have help from Sam though. Now that Eve knows how to update my website, I am going to have to be a little bit more cleaver with my posts to counter her blogs. I give her props though, in more ways than one. Hehehehe. Anyway, so, yeah, that was Eve's blog. Very thought provoking. For all of you that missed Sam's gig on Friday, it was awesome! You missed out on a lot of good music. I was very impressed. I'll post one of his vids and the pics from the concert and Waffle House sometime this week. Just to let you know, the sound sucks because I was taking the vid from a camera. Just to let you know. Well, since I've got Eve posting on my site, I thought it would only be appropriate to let anyone else post on here that wants to. Right now I have Pimpalicious (AKA Mr. Unlimited) and Smiley playing Wii in the background. I needed a breather. Pimpalicious is too busy with the Wii, so I'll let Smiley do the talking: "Umm, fuck. Ok, uh. I think my dog might have tapeworms, because when I was walking him I noticed white things in his ass, not really in his ass, but in his shit. So I get a closer look to see what is ailing my dog, and sure enough, the little bastards started to move, confirming my suspicions that he indeed was infected with some species of worms. Um, so I looked on the internet what the fuck I could find out, and uh, after cross referencing symptoms and images, I believe uh, the worms to be tapeworms, which I found were not too serious, luckily not transferable from dogs to humans and easily cured from the medicine from the vet." Ladies and gentlemen, that was Smiley. Lets all hope his dog makes it out a winner. Pics of everybody will be up soon (Eve, John S., Sam, and Jenna) from the concert. Not very many pics, but enough to suffice. And uh, don't ask about the nickname "Handsy" that Craig has deemed neccessary to call me. Oh, go out and get the new Maxim. Avril Lavigne is in it, and she is freaking smoking hot!!!!! Like, ridiculously hot. My God. She's always been a hottie, but damn!! Stay tuned!! |
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| You've been hacked. | 2.23.08 |
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So, what's up "Torrentialites?" I'm glad all one of you have decided to make this a daily
pitstop in your internet travels. So what are we going to discuss today? The interworkings of ... something; of
what I am not sure. Perhaps you can tell me when we're done. The human soul? Pheromones? Dream stasis? Robotic
emotions? Maybe we'll dive into the interworkings of an emotional robot with a pheromonic human soul constantly
in a dreamy state. First, you ask, what is an emotional robot? An emotional robot is someone who has been "programmed" to constantly express an array of intense emotions while not being aware of the meaning and importance of those emotions. However, unbeknownst to the robot, each emotional display partakes in the creation of its human soul. For if you think about it, what is a human soul but a conglomeration of instincts and emotions. All of which create one's character. Now, in the case where one is forced to constantly display emotion, it is inevitable that such a high degree of feeling will eventually result in a high rate of pheromonic activity. And then the fork ran away with the spoon. - Eve; this night, the 23rd day in the month of February of the year 2008. |
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| Sam's gig, and dirty Mac people | 02/20/08 |
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What's up guys (and girls)? I told you I'd update so here it is. Everyone should come out to 106West on Friday night to see Sam Deeds (www.samdeeds.com) play a gig. He's a great musician, and it would be a great opportunity for everyone to meet him. Check this site out: http://www.106west.com/node/103 He goes on at 8:15 and is going to play a 45 minute to an hour show. It's gonna be awesome! Go to www.106west.com for info and directio | |