2pacavelli: February 2006

What to watch now???

Now that the Olympics are over, I find myself wondering what on earth I'm going to do each and every night when I get home. I don't know if anybody else is going to suffer the Olympic hangover, but here are a few shows I plan to watch to help fill that Olympic void...

Deal or No Deal is an old favorite in it's second year, hosted by Howie Mandel. You'll find yourself screaming at the television and freaking all your neighbors out.

The ever-steady 24, is always a great back-up to watch. In this exciting drama, Jack Bauer kicks some ass and takes names. Check it out....man!

CSI is another favorite on Thursday night on CBS.

The show I'm most excited about is the start of the 9th Season of The Amazing Race. The producers of the race are going back to teams of 2, which should lead to more traveling in exotic locations, and a lot more drama. The family thing worked for one season, but come on, let's get it on Rob and Amber style.

Let me know which shows you fill your valuable time with. I'm open for suggestions trying to pull through the post Olympic depression. I need something...

Quote de Jour - "The only thing that comes to a sleeping man is dreams." - 2pac

Fridays

It's Friday...you aint got no job...and you aint got shit to do...I'm gonna get you high today...

Thank God it's Friday...Will it be another great Friday night with the Lizzle? I think so...I'm so glad we live a simple life and don't have to go out big every weekend. I have just as much fun chillin' at home with you, then I would out at a club or somewhere like that. Thanks for being you baby.

Daaaaaaaaaaaamn, How you gonna caught stealing boxes, and you get fired on your day off....Ain't that a bitch.

Quote de jour - "You had your chance and you lost it, your bad. I think it's time for you to accept that and move on." - The Lizzle (putting her foot down)

Cold Beer Here

As I sit at this dddiiiaaalll-uuuppp computer with Audioslave's Live In Cuba DVD blasting; my incense "smoking man" gift from Kramer emitting a small aroma of vanilla...waiting....wondering...Questioning...Have you ever had a beer freeze up on you and explode? Better yet, have you had a whole six pack freeze up on you and explode? I haven't...until tonight.

Apparently if you leave 6 beers outside (to cool) for five days...five days with an average temperature in the single digits, they'll all freeze and explode out the top of the, still sealed, cap.

Well, me being the thrifty beer consumer that I am thought, "Why not just let them thaw out then put them in the fridge and drink them cold?" Brilliant. Apparently if you let a beer freeze up and explode...it looses every molecule of carbonation it has, and goes flat. I cracked open the first beer tonight and have never tasted anything nasty! Let's call it Brown and unbubbly!

I'm ashamed that I was not more resourceful and that I poured out a cold one down the sink. Let's all share a moment......

F.Y.I. (no charge type deal) - A cold beer isn't always a good beer. If all else fails, pour yourself a jack and coke. Cheers
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I have succumed...

I've been wanting to write a post on this topic for a while, and now I finally have the time to do it. I know, I know...you all are wanting olympic updates, but those will have to wait.

I want to start by apologizing to everybody I generalized and assumed about...we all know what happens when we ASS-U-ME. (make an ass out of you and me) Alright, I used to get a kick out of people that read or wrote on blogs. I always said to myself, "I have much better things to do on my own time." blah, blah, blah.

Well, now I find myself anxious if I don't get to read those select few blogs that I keep up with. I'm only speaking for myself when I say, it's kinda like the crazy, strange, weird side of us all that we don't talk about in our everyday, normal conversation, but we communicate via...blogworld. I really enjoy it, don't get me wrong, and I know many people who have laughed at the idea, and now have their very own blog of themselves that they post on frequently.

I just want to say thanks to everybody that reads my blog and accepts me for the "crazy, strange, weird" way my brain works sometimes. You guys rock, and I look to many of you for guidance and acceptance.

No quote de jour today, instead pop in some Rage Against the Machine, and listen to Tom Morello bring that shit back. He's still kicking ass and taking names with Audioslave, if you haven't heard of them, crawl out from under that rock you're living in and check 'em out.

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Re-Charged and charged up

Man...Life is hard when you have 2 dogs, a girlfriend, and a kid. Especially one with as much energy as T. I came to realize very quickly that living my own life, on my own time, doing whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, was coming to a sudden halt.

Don't get me wrong, I love the life I have right now, with my 2 dogs, girlfriend, and son, but it's definitely an adjustment. I also realize, especially after picking T up from his dad's Sunday night, that T is definitely better of with us. We pulled up to pick T up from his dads and there he was, standing out in the bitter cold weather, with no gloves on. Quickly he ran into our car and got buckled up. I couldn't figure out why he had hurried so much until I got into the car and saw his nose running and looking like Rudolph the red nosed reindeer. Then we saw his hands, they were freakin' purple...."That ain't right" I thought to myself.

Then after reading the custody agreement we dropped off on Friday, one that L and T's dad had agreed upon, I really lost it. There was more corrections and modifications on it than were original text. Not only do you want us to pick him up every Friday after school and bring him up their house, they want us to come by again on Sunday night and pick him up then. Plus, they're going to let us know on Wednesday of every week, if they're even going to take him for that weekend! "That aint right"...

Well I guess we tried. We compromised and they compromised (then they compromised to their compromise). I told L, if it's hardball they want to play, then it's hardball their going to get. FYI...when I was pitching in college, they used to call me "Wild Thing". You better duck yo' ass out the way, foo! I'm throwin' bombs!

In closing, if you don't want your son and only want him "a minimum of 1 weekend per month, and a maximum of 3 weekends per month", then just let us have him and pay us to raise him. I don't mind raising your son for you, brah, but you better provide us with a little more than 2 Kroger (generic version) macaroni and cheese, 3 "healthy" fruit snacks, 4 juice boxes, and a ton of candy, for his "groceries" all week. Do you want him to grow up and be a pencil-neck like you? Fuck off brah, I'm done playing your games. See you in court...PS-Child support is due tomorrow, shit for brains!

Quote de jour - "We know what T likes to eat, that's why we're not paying you to buy groceries for him. We'll provide him with adequate food for the entire week"...however send him home with 2 boxes of generic ass mac'n'cheese, 4 juice boxes, and a ton of candy. BRILLIANT!!! Schmuck
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TJ time...

Some much needed "me time" is right around the corner and I can't believe how excited I am for it to arrive...is it 4:30 yet??? I'll sure miss the little guy, but I need some time to gather myself and relax.

I can't wait to get home, crack open a "soda pop", put on Ben Harper:Live at the Hollywood Bowl, kick my feet up, and in B. Harper fashion...Burn one down. Sounds like a fun and eventful Friday night to me. If you're into the chillin', acoustic guitar soundin', mellow music, then I recommend picking up one of Ben's CDs. You won't be disappointed, The man can straight up perform. Fantast turned me onto him about a year ago, and I've been hooked ever since. Check out his new album, releasing March 21st, what a kick ass birthday present!

Quote de jour - "My choice is what I choose to do, and if I'm causing no harm, why should it bother you?" - Ben Harper, Burn one down

Monster Ballads...

I was stoked to see how excited L was when she put her new Monster Ballads CD into the cd player on Valentine's Day. This is the first V-day that I've experienced with someone (of the opposite sex) in quite some time, so I was a little nervous of what to get and how to act. Luckily, L is as easy going as they come and she really liked it.

I realized something today that ties in with one of the songs on that CD...You don't know what you got, 'till it's gone. I lost site of what was important and almost fell into the trap of it becoming reality this week. Thanks to that special one who forgives, and I want you to know that I've never felt anything so painful as what I woke up to today.

Obvious Quote de jour - "You don't know what you got, 'till it's gone." Cinderella
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Olympic Update

As most of you know, I'm addicted to the olympics and this year is no exception. I especially enjoy the winter olympics. The speed skating, downhill skiing, snowboarding, luge, and the list goes on.

One of the only events I have to turn away from, is the figure skating. Not to mention seeing the guys dressed in tights, the whole event is kindof fag-ety...(Definition for Bones' word Fag-ety, something that is really, really, really, really gay)
I think it's the speed of the events. The competitors flying, skiing, and sliding over 80 MPH down a steep ass hill made of snow or ice..sometimes face first! Crazy bastards!

Until next time keep watching and cheering for the U.S. of A.

Quote de jour - "I will use my gold medal to get hot babes." - Shaun White, 2006 olympic gold medalist

The Flying Tomato

OK, I understand the concept of teambuilding. According to Dictionary.com, the word "team" is defined as, a group organized to work together. I want to stress one word here...Work.

I concur with this definition, therefore have made a decision to keep my "team"building at work only. It's not that I don't like to socialize with everybody, and their mothers (literally), from work, I just realized this weekend that 5 days seeing some friendly faces is pushing it, but 6 days seeing them is wayyyyyyyyyy toooooooo muchhhhhhhhhhh.

A friend summed it up very well for me a couple weeks ago...separation of church and state. Ya know, that's a good way to look at it.

On a side note, big ups to Shaun White for winning gold in the half-pipe. In an interview with Bob Costas after winning his gold medal, he commented on using his gold medal to get "hot babes". Damn, I could have used one of those back in the day. The flying tomato is kicking ass and taking names in 2006. If you get a chance, check out today's google landing page, showing props to snowboarding and the olympics.

Deep thoughts by Bones...I hate it when someone calls ME, then hangs up on ME! You called me jerk off.

Quote de jour - "Go big or go home."

2006 Winter Olympics

That's right, it's olympic time. Every time I talk about the winter olympics, I think of Cool Runnings..."I see pride, I see powa', I see a bad ass motha' who won't take no crap from anybody."

Well, you all know what I'll be doing this weekend. If you're not convinced that the olympics is cool (and by cool, I mean totally sweet) then check out these top reasons to watch this year's olympics. After all, it only comes around once every 4 years, and Lord knows I can't remember what the hell I did 4 years ago. So it's like a totally new experience every time.

Go USA! Rock the world!

Quote de jour - "The 2006 Winter Olympics in Torino, Italy will be Bellissimo(Beautiful)"
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Another day another dollar...

Another day, another, holler, same block, same hood...I love that song. AKON AND YOUNG JEEZY!!! When I hear those words start up on the radio, I get pumped...If you're lookin' for me you can find me, on the block, disobeyin' the lawwwww....

It's the little, silly shit that amuses me. It's so easy to loose track of the little stuff that brings joy into your life. Holding hands with the one you love...seeing how excited your dog is when you come home after a hard day of work (or 5 minutes at the grocery store)...Seeing your friend from high school, hangin' out and shootin' the shit...The good ol' days...See, that's all I can come up with. Exactly what I'm talking about...easy to loose track.

I challenged myself tonight. Forced myself to sit down and forget about all the bull shit going on in my life, and remember the little things that used to make me happy. Funny thing was...I started to feel better. I highly recommend trying it sometime when you don't feel "up to par" or just had a totally shitty day at work...I think this might become a regular habit for me...

Quote de jour - For every dark night, there's a bright day after that. So no matter how hard it gets, stick your chest out, keep your head up, and handle it. 2pac, Me against the world

Today has finally arrived

Well today is judgment day...I'm feeling surprisingly relaxed and at ease. I think I finally figured it out - Things will work out they way they're supposed to. L and I will adjust however we need to and we'll always have each other.

I'll be the first to admit, I think I got caught up in the game, and lost track of what's really important. That's what is best for T, not what we want. If we have to be the bigger people and realize that, then we'll have to do that.

It will work out the way it's supposed to, today around 5:00pm is the time of the meeting and of us telling T's dad that we're taking him during the week and he only gets him 3 weekends out of the month. It's basically going to be a HUGE shock to him, I don't think he really knew what today was going to bring when he rolled out of bed. Too bad, you're fault dude.

Depending on your beliefs, L and I ask that you at least think about us and help her have strength to do what's right. Stay tuned...

Quote de jour - "We have to fight them daily, like fleas, those many small worries about the morrow, for they sap our energies." Etty Hillesum
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Wanna get away?

sometimes I wonder...

i miss my very good, close friend and the good times we had every night...
what does he think?

i always consciously evaluate the way i'm portrayed by my peers...
why do i care?

i respect and love the friends I have...
do i want to be someone else?

i love the life i have...
what would it be like to live in the life of someone else?

things are more difficult now than ever...
am i ready for this?

i see how others act...
what do others think about the way i act?

i want things to be different...
is the grass greener on the other side?

i respect others...
am i respected?

i'm depressed...
can i make it through this?

i'm exhausted...
why can't i sleep at night?

what void am i trying to fill???
what does all this mean???

Things I struggle with during my day to day life...

Why does it have to be like this? Do you wonder why life is so hard? Do you ever feel like you don't exist? Does my life make an impact? Does it matter? Would others be better off if I wouldn't have come in contact with them? Am I a virus? Good or bad? What do I look like it other people's eyes? Am I really liked? Is this real? What if I just started over? How would things change? How would I change them? What would I do different? How can I become a better person? Do I want to take that step? Can I take that next step? Am I going to turn out like my dad? Can I be a good dad? What's a loving family supposed to be like? Am I making the right decisions? What's right? Can I really make a difference? Am I stuck with the decisions I've made? Is it really that bad?

Is constantly questioning everything healthy? What does it mean? Do I really care? How do I handle criticism? Am I a loose cannon? Do I really care?

Life to me is best described by the Southwest Airline commercials, "Wanna get away?" If Southwest had every commercial locked down during the next 10 superbowls, I could fill every minute of every commercial with a situation from my life. What does that mean?

Quote de jour (2) - Carpe Diem, seize the moment. Love the way you are, the decisions you've made. Trust that "every little thing, is gonna be alright."
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It's a wonderful life...right???

Wassssuuuupppppppp!!!!!! I loved those commercials...

Well, welcome to my drama-full life. Getting moved in...getting settled at the new house with the new living arrangements (with my girlfriend "the lizzle")...having to rock the boat with custody/living situation with little T (insert DJ scratching noise here)...WHAT?!?! That's right, the Schmuck, called yesterday and wanted to "talk about what to do with T for school". At the end of the conversation, he informed L that he already took it upon himself to pre-enroll him at Montessori school, aka Rick ass motha school, back in October/November. Where was L in the decision making on the schooling of HER son?

So now we're faced with standing up to this guy, and not letting him walk all over us, and get his way like he has done to L in the past. Legally L gets him 5 days a week, every week, and his dad gets him 3 out of 4 weekends per month. Not to mention, the child support that he hasn't paid L in over a year and a half. Bottom line dude, you're fucked!

Hey Bro, "there a new guy in town...6'8 is my name...and you ain't gonna get want you want all the time....brah"

Wish us luck, next Tuesday is the meeting between L/myself and T's dad/his new wife. The showdown, not to mention this will be the first time I get to meet this guy...can't wait!

Quote de jour: "The best leaders inspire by example. When that' snot an option, brute intimidation works very well, too." - Larry Kersten

2pacavelli

Monday, February 27, 2006

What to watch now???

Friday, February 24, 2006

Fridays

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Cold Beer Here

I have succumed...

Monday, February 20, 2006

Re-Charged and charged up

Friday, February 17, 2006

TJ time...

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Monster Ballads...

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Olympic Update

Monday, February 13, 2006

The Flying Tomato

Friday, February 10, 2006

2006 Winter Olympics

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Another day another dollar...

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Today has finally arrived

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Wanna get away?

It's a wonderful life...right???

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