tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77739577887052892292024-03-05T04:36:23.495-08:00SooperDad Blog of AwesomenessJust a dude. Spouting theories. Or whatever.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.comBlogger189125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-87943887593683792062017-10-25T21:52:00.002-07:002017-10-25T21:56:36.230-07:00Hi. So hey....I'm still around. Sorry for being so silent for so long. I'm actually thinking about starting this up again, with a little help. A lot of changes have happened, and a lot of content has been dismissed. I want to start writing again to help make up the difference. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for my absence. I'm sorry for my ADHD. I'll try to make it up in dick jokes and inappropriate columns that you will giggle about and then feel bad. What say you? With the turmoil in the world, I need something to keep me grounded.<br />
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Peace out - Sooperjeenyus.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-37565387142452435832013-03-15T07:00:00.000-07:002013-03-15T07:00:09.983-07:00FFS Friday!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Being from the Southwest US has its advantages. No snow, no rain, and no green vegetation being some of them.<br />
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Mexican cuisine is VERY popular down here. Not Taco Bell Mexican cuisine, I'm talking serious "you better find the location of every restroom between this place and your house" Mexican cuisine. A lot of the restaurants make sure to let everyone know what style Mexican cuisine they have. Everything from mariscos to the standby arroz con pollo.<br />
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Much like the rest of the world, Mexican cuisine is different by region. Granted, I was unaware of each region's specialties, but a big one here is Sonoran style cuisine. All I know about Sonoran style cuisine is that it's Mexican food.<br />
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Now, forward to driving around downtown Mesa. Imagine my surprise to see this local joint touting Sonoran food.<br />
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Of course, I laughed at this, and said "Go home hot dog stand, you are drunk". But then, I decided to found out what exactly was going on here. Turns out.....it's a real thing.<br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">The Sonoran-style or Estilo Sonora hot dog, found in </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tucson,_Arizona" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: none;" title="Tucson, Arizona">Tucson</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">, Metro </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phoenix,_Arizona" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: none;" title="Phoenix, Arizona">Phoenix</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">, and in neighboring </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sonora" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: none;" title="Sonora">Sonora</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">, </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mexico" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: none;" title="Mexico">Mexico</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">, is a hot dog wrapped in </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mesquite" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: none;" title="Mesquite">mesquite</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">-smoked bacon then cooked on a grill or on a griddle or </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comal_(cookware)" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: none;" title="Comal (cookware)">comal</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">,</span><sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-2" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 1em;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sonoran_hot_dog#cite_note-2" style="background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none; white-space: nowrap;">[2]</a></sup><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;"> then topped with beans, grilled onions, fresh onions, tomatoes, mayonnaise, cream sauce, mustard and </span><a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jalapeno" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: none;" title="Jalapeno">Jalapeno</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;"> salsa or sauce and served on bread and often with a side fresh-roasted chili. It originated in </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hermosillo" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: none;" title="Hermosillo">Hermosillo</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">, the capital of </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sonora" style="background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: none;" title="Sonora">Sonora</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">.</span></span></h4>
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So...hot dog, wrapped in bacon, toppings, MAYONNAISE, CREAM SAUCE and JALAPENO SALSA.<br />
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I'm not too sure if I've <a href="http://sooperdad.blogspot.com/2012/05/3-thingsabout-taking-your-kids-to.html" target="_blank">mentioned</a> it <a href="http://sooperdad.blogspot.com/2013/01/little-nerds.html" target="_blank">before</a>, but I'm a <a href="http://sooperdad.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-breakfast-club-moment.html" target="_blank">geek</a>.<br />
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For the most part, when it comes to social settings, I'm a closet geek. I don't get involved in geekly activities, I prefer to be that wallflower that everyone thinks is planning to burn the place down.<br />
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The one thing I have ultimate respect for in the geek world is cosplay. People that have enough passion about anything, especially comics and pop culture, and enough talent to create stuff to symbolize that passion? Geek gods. At least 2 of my children have admitted that if they could, they would like to get into the cosplay world.<br />
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And that kinda scared the shit outta me.<br />
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There are so many people that believe that cosplayers are bleached blonde, surgically enhanced women that have no idea what they're even dressing as, no idea about the geek culture, comic culture, and are just wearing outfits that near lingerie because they have the bodies to do it, and like attention.<br />
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And some of that may be true. And that's why it scared me.<br />
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Meet Taffeta Darling.<br />
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She's a cosplayer in the Dallas area. She also co-hosts a radio program about all things geeky. She also likes geek trivia. She also runs her own Etsy shop selling her various crafts. Do you see where I'm going with this?<br />
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So, you ask why would I be introducing Taffeta as the example of a cosplayer? Because if my girls ever wanted to get into cosplay, she would be the template. Yes, she's attractive, but her costumes are more cerebral than mammarial (is that even a word?). From the characters she picks to portray, I believe that more than anything, she ENJOYS what she's doing. She doesn't need attention, she loves doing it. Here are some examples of her costuming:<br />
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Combine that with the fact that she knows the geek culture well enough to hold her own with people like me, in mom's basement, watching sci-fi reruns, debating the best RPG ever made (Final Fantasy series, don't test me). Why wouldn't you want your little geek girls to grow up like this?<br />
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You can subscribe to Taffeta's facebook wall <a href="https://www.facebook.com/taffetadarling?fref=ts" target="_blank">here</a>. I suggest you do it. She's pretty awesome.<br />
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So....last night, I was with the SooperKids, cooking dinner like any other night with them.....and then THIS...<br />
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There you go, SooperPhrends....the most sooper Harlem Shake vid ever.<br />
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I believe that children are our future. Teach them well and let them lead the way. Show them the beauty they possess inside. Give them a sense of pride.<br />
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This is a throwback post. I posted this picture on my personal Facebook wall while a looooong time ago, the end of January, 2011 to be exact. Recently, I've seen a lot of teacher fails on the interwebz, so I decided to dust this old picture off, and share it with all of my SooperPhrends.<br />
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This was an assignment for a 2nd grade class at my children's school (the same one they're attending now). Anyone notice a problem here?<br />
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This disturbed me for two reasons. It means that a child picked Ms. Rowling for his/her assignment, and also THE TEACHER SIGNED OFF ON IT.<br />
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Future leaders, y'all. That's what we're pumping out.<br />
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Have a good weekend!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-28797503819028438782013-03-06T10:03:00.000-08:002013-03-06T10:03:05.334-08:00A Dissertation on Melody...Last weekend with the SooperKids, we were jamming out to tunes in the car. Suddenly, "Class A Team" by Ed Sheeran came on. I knew the song was about the dangers of drug use, but it's poignant and just all around a great song. Then I looked over to my oldest daughter to see her singing the words......especially the line "Go mad for a couple grams/And she don't wanna go outside tonight/And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland/Sells love to another man". As much as this disturbed me as a parent, I discussed the song with her, told her what the lyrics meant, and explained drug use and what it does. Then we watched the video together, which reinforced my little speech.<br />
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Then I started thinking: Music has such a powerful influence on us. On our moods, our lives, our memories. Do I censor radio or internet play when an inappropriate song comes on around my children? Yes, of course...to a point. I don't think my three year old singing Enrique Iglesias' "Tonight, I'm Fucking You" would be appropriate. Or the fact that she wants to brush her teeth with a bottle of Jack.<br />
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Don't get me wrong. I am a hypocrite. When I was 12 years old, I bought my first CD. It was the standard issue CD for every middle class white kid from the suburbs.<br />
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While my parents weren't necessarily approving, they allowed me the freedom to explore my own path enough for me to make my own decisions. However, I was not 3. I was 12.<br />
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So, as I was thinking about the music and lyrics appropriate for my children, I began to dissect the music world. I began listing songs and how they fit into specific categories.<br />
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<b>1. Social Issues/Political Issues</b><br />
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While many citizens want their entertainers to entertain and stay the hell out of politics and messages, there are SO many songs that are great, but also raise awareness of some of the darker aspects of our society, culture, and political system. Here are a few:<br />
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<li><b>The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - "Face Down"</b></li>
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Domestic abuse, anyone? There have been multiple songs tackling this issue, but I prefer this one, specifically for the chorus.<br />
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<span class="line line-s hover" id="line_8" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: #e6eff8; background-image: none; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border: 0px; color: #3a598f; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;">Do you feel like a man, when you push her around?</span><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_9" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: #e6eff8; background-image: none; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border: 0px; color: #3a598f; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;">Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?</span><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_10" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: #e6eff8; background-image: none; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border: 0px; color: #3a598f; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;">Well, I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end</span><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_11" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-color: #e6eff8; background-image: none; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border: 0px; color: #3a598f; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 5px; vertical-align: baseline;">As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found</span></blockquote>
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<li><b>Apocalyptica ft. Corey Taylor - "I'm Not Jesus"</b></li>
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OK, I'll see your domestic abuse and raise you child abuse by priests. No, really. If you haven't listened to the words of this song, it's an angry response to a horrible experience that no child should have to go through. The fact that you can feel Taylor's anger and resolve through his voice makes the song even better. </div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">I thought you were a good man,</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">I thought you talked to God.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">You hippocratic, messianic, child abusing, turned satanic.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Do you remember me?</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Do you remember me?</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">The kid I used to be?</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Do you remember?</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Do you remember?</span></span></blockquote>
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<b>2. Drugs</b><br />
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Perhaps the only way to talk about cocaine in the 70's was to just say fuck it, name your song, and then repeat the word throughout the song. Also, my uncle taught me these lyrics when I was about 4 and then sent me to sing to my mom. She was not amused.<br />
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If you grew up in the 80's and didn't dream of pulling out the cardboard and breakdancing to this song, I'll call you a liar. Another about cocaine, but a warning instead of a ballad.<br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.328125px;">Ticket to ride, white line highway </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.328125px;">Tell all your friends, they can go my way </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.328125px;">Pay your toll, sell your soul </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.328125px;">Pound for pound costs more than gold</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.328125px;">The longer you stay, the more you pay </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.328125px;">My white lines go a long way </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.328125px;">Either up your nose or through your vein </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21.328125px;">With nothin to gain except killin’ your brain</span></span></span></blockquote>
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<b>3. Storytelling</b><br />
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Rather than just blither about something for 3 and a half minutes, many artists weave a story that resonates with people, and most of the time, the stories are amazingly creative and poignant.<br />
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Great song about trying to make every moment count.<br />
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One of the greatest songs ever. Personifies the devil as the bringer of evils in the world, but also a refined gentleman.....kinda.<br />
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<b>4. Inspirational</b><br />
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Songs that invoke a response, a call to action, or just a "feel good" attitude are sparse, but there are some.<br />
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While taking a break from her Friday night menage a trois, she managed to pull this out...<br />
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I was debating on what to call this artist, because she's shed her skin and changed so many times it makes my head spin....but this is a great song.<br />
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If you haven't seen this meme, see it now. If you say it's false, I will call you a liar and then kick you in your puppy hating shins.</div>
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There are only two things you can do when you hear this song start this commercial. You can change the channel quickly like the cold, heartless bastard you are, or, you could try not to let your kids see you tear up at a FUCKING COMMERCIAL.<br />
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There you go. A small sampling of Soop's musical thought process......I know there's more, so what's your favorite songs in these categories?<br />
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;">So I got tagged in this chain post by </span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/icecreamdeprived?ref=ts&fref=ts" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">My Husband Ate All My Ice Cream</span></a><span style="color: white;">. I guess I can divulge some info about Soop, and why he's the awesomest cat ever. I usually don't do these things, because I hate talking about myself. I almost typed that last sentence without laughing.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">1. <b>Where were you born?</b></span> A modest home in a middle class suburb of the planet Krypton.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">2. <b>Were you named after someone?</b></span> What most of you don't know is that my middle name was given to me in honor of how awesome I would become. Sooper ChuckNorrisBruceLeeBacon Dad.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">3. <b>How many children do you have?</b></span> Four of them. Only because I can't count higher than that.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">4. <b>How many pets do you have?</b></span> A feral wolf named Bacon. A spider monkey named Kevin. People think I have some severely twisted case of Tourette's when I call them. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">5. <b>Your worst injury?</b></span> Other than my heart attack? That time when I got too close to red kryptonite.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">6. <b> Do you have a special talent?</b></span> Being awesome. It's kind of a full time job.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">7. <b>Favorite thing to bake?</b></span> HAHAHAHA BAKE. Baking is for soccer moms and various reality shows on Food Network. The only thing you need to COOK is bacon.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">8. <b>Favorite Fast Food?</b></span> Bacon.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">9. <b>Would you bungee jump?</b></span> I love bungee jumping. But I don't use bungee cords. I use twine.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">10. <b>What is the first thing you notice about people?</b></span><b> </b> Usually it's a toss up between if they realize that they are in the presence of awesomeness and breasts.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">11. <b>When was the last time you cried?</b></span> When I put out a fire at an orphanage with my tears.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">12. <b>Any current worries?</b> </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I worry that this universe cannot hold all this awesomeness, and will soon be torn to shreds. I can't move to another universe again, it's hell boxing up my shit.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">13. <b>Name 3 drinks you drink regularly.</b></span><b> </b> Lava, Broken Glass Cocktails, and Toxic Waste.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">14. <b>What’s your favorite book?</b></span> My autobiography. Signed edition, 1st run.<span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">15. <b>Would you like to be a pirate?</b></span> Pirates are sissies.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">17. <b>Why do you blog?</b></span> If I don't share my awesomeness, the cyber world would devolve into using DOS and eventually go back to banging rocks together to communicate.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">19. <b> What is your least favorite thing about yourself?</b></span> That I am but a vessel for awesomeness. A lowly vessel.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">22. <b>What do you look for in a friend?</b></span> Someone that can amplify my awesomeness by being just a little less awesome than me.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">24. <b>Pet peeves?</b></span> Stupidity. And anything that Ke$ha puts her STD laden touch on.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;">I'm supposed to tag people to do this same post, but I don't believe in gracing people with that kind of awesomeness. It just leads to jealousy by peers and the misguided notion that the people chosen are just as awesome as me. If you want to do this, please do. If not, revel in this awesomeness. Read it twice . You can never have too much awesome.</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-24327405243210464632013-03-04T09:54:00.000-08:002013-03-04T09:54:38.239-08:00My Breakfast Club Moment...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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For those of you that may not know me.....I'm kind of a nerd. If you ask SooperPhrend <a href="https://www.facebook.com/TBHW1?fref=ts" target="_blank">The Bitchy Housewife</a>, she will tell you without a shadow of a doubt that I am a nerd. Probably because between our discussions on Doctor Who, comic books, LARPing, and various other awesomeness, she is a nerd too.<br />
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Being a nerd doesn't lend well to my mechanical skills. My dad is a machinist. He makes things. Out of metal. With like drills and hammers and shit. I nearly failed metal shop, forever solidifying my place as the black sheep.<br />
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For our final project in metal shop, we had to create a funnel out of sheet metal. This included shaping, spot welding, and soldering various pieces to make the FUCKING TIN MAN'S HAT. Going to Auto Zone and springing $1.99 wasn't good enough for Mr. 8 Fingers, the teacher, so we had to build a tool that was "useful", because all the prom queen nominees in my metal shop class were going to be under their Cabriolets with an oil filter wrench and a fucking funnel.<br />
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Anyways, I couldn't get my funnel to stay welded. I had to resort to my worst case scenario....asking my father for help. He eloquently expressed his desire to allow me to fail metal shop just for the purpose of making me take the class again. Tense times, y'all. It ended up with my father welding the defective parts of the funnel together for me in the middle of the night, and a legend was born in the SooperFamuly's history books, to be retold at numerous family gatherings, and any other opportunity to teach a lesson about procrastination.<br />
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The funnel was my elephant lamp.<br />
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Fast forward 20+ years. My 6th grader has a project to create her own "invention". She decides she wants to build a shopping cart/basket that scans items as you put them in. Being the nerd I am, I decide to get involved in the design process. Sounds easy. Get some LED lights, a battery, and good to go, right? A trip to Radio Shack and $20 worth of LED lights, battery holders, wire, resistors, and solder later, and I'm good to go. What the fresh hell have I gotten into? It's the fucking funnel all over again.
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No worries, I got this shit. Put some solder here, there, everywhere.......right? Is that what I do?<br />
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After wiring and soldering, mounting and testing, the moment of truth arrived. Will my lamp light up when I pull on the trunk?? The scene played over and over and over again. The funnel was laughing at me from over my shoulder.<br /><br />
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The best part? My father walked in after it was done, and congratulated me. Said it looked "cool".<br />
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And now this tale will live on as the day SooperDad redeemed himself from the fucking elephant lamp.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-55304267856260335302013-03-01T09:00:00.000-08:002013-03-01T09:00:06.123-08:00FFS Friday!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Streaking is a part of sports culture. Usually the massively drunken, poor choice, humiliation from co-workers and family part of sports culture. Usually.<br />
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File this in the "there's an exception to every rule" department. At a high school game, some guy decides to go "Frank the Tank" and run onto the field naked.<br />
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Except this dude has a plan. A badass lucha libre mask masks his awesomeness so that the humiliation may be offset until the time he gets caught...............if he gets caught.<br />
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...................................for those of us with external.........sensitive areas of our bodies, if you didn't cringe when the dude hurdles the railing AND THEN scales the chain link fence and still has his manhood intact, you may as well shed a tear, because that is an epic feat. Also, not only did he do the Birthday Suit Triathlon, he was forward thinking enough to have a getaway plan.<br />
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Well played, Naked Libre. Well played.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-84695398125151170662013-01-25T07:45:00.000-08:002013-01-25T07:45:28.539-08:00FFS Friday!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In case you guys didn't hear, I have a dog in this year's Super Bowl hunt. The Niners made it in with a rookie QB, and a sick case of the runs. (Get it?)<br />
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So, I came across this video, some of you may have seen it already, but it's a Norwegian dude doing insane things with a football. Which is weird, because I didn't know football was big in Norwegia.<br />
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Trick shot videos are nothing new, but this guy is good. On the other hand, he's a kicker, and if you had to pick the least favorite position on a football team, it would be the kicker 99 times out of a hundred. Kickers are the guys that took their sister to prom. No kid wants to grow up to be Sebastian Janikowski or Scott Norwood. Is the Patriots kicker married to a supermodel? Didn't think so.<br />
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But. FFS, this guy is good.<br />
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Have a good weekend, y'all. Soop OUT.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-29304523900703033492013-01-19T16:44:00.000-08:002013-01-19T16:54:16.455-08:00Little Nerds.As my friend <a href="https://www.facebook.com/TBHW1?fref=ts" target="_blank">The Bitchy Housewife</a> would gladly tell you, I am a nerd. I play video games, I watch Doctor Who, I like comic books, so apparently, I am a nerd.<br />
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So when my favorite local artist announced that he and another artist would be doing Spongebob sketches today, I thought my kids would enjoy some original art. Custom sketches. Meaning Spongebob could be anything.<br />
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Before I tell you what they wanted, let me remind you of <a href="https://www.facebook.com/BIGCHRISARTBIZ?fref=ts" target="_blank">Big Chris</a>. He's the awesome artist that was <a href="http://sooperdad.blogspot.com/2012/05/3-thingsabout-taking-your-kids-to.html" target="_blank">cool to my kids and I</a> at the Phoenix Comicon last year. He has given his work to charity, overcome huge obstacles.....and now has a Little Wood on the way with his lovely wife, Beth.<br />
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And the dude is so humble, friendly, and awesome, even while having the physicality of a professional wrestler. He colored my kids' sketch while joking with them, talking with me, and the rest of the small crowd gathered there. His wife Beth talked to us at length while we were waiting.....and the best part....<br />
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They asked if I was gonna blog about it.<br />
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Of course, I played it off like no big deal, but how can I let that go? I mean, really? This grinch's heart grew three sizes today.<br />
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So, thanks to Vince DePorter, Chris and Beth Wood, and Hero Comics, this is what my kids asked for:<br />
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I win at parenting.<br />
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I just overheard this on the radio here locally, and had to check it out for myself.<br />
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Some of you may remember when I volunteered in my 4th grader's class, and saw a child wearing a shirt with this:<br />
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<br />For those of you that are unaware, this is Arizona State University's new "marketing" campaign. The "hand gesture" is supposed to be a pitchfork, which is the Sun Devil's weapon of choice. Shouts of "Fork 'Em" have been heard at Sun Devil Stadium for years.......but this is different. Again, for those unaware, let me show you what this <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shocker_(hand_gesture)" target="_blank">hand gesture</a> means on the streets, yo (I'm so hood):<div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">The </span><b style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">shocker</b><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">, also known </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colloquialism" style="background-image: none; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: initial;" title="Colloquialism">colloquially</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;"> as "two in the pink, one in the stink"</span><sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-dailycal_1-0" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 1em;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shocker_(hand_gesture)#cite_note-dailycal-1" style="background-image: none; text-decoration: initial; white-space: nowrap;">[1]</a></sup><sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-McKinnis_2-0" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 1em;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shocker_(hand_gesture)#cite_note-McKinnis-2" style="background-image: none; text-decoration: initial; white-space: nowrap;">[2]</a></sup><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;"> is a </span><a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hand_gesture" style="background-image: none; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: initial;" title="Hand gesture">hand gesture</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;"> with a sexual connotation.</span><sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-The_Shocker_3-0" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 1em;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shocker_(hand_gesture)#cite_note-The_Shocker-3" style="background-image: none; text-decoration: initial; white-space: nowrap;">[3]</a></sup><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;"> The </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ring_finger" style="background-image: none; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: initial;" title="Ring finger">ring finger</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;"> and </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thumb" style="background-image: none; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: initial;" title="Thumb">thumb</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">are curled or bent down while the other fingers are extended. The index and middle fingers are kept together (touching) and the back of the hand faces outwards (away from the gesturer). The gesture refers to </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fingering_(sexual_act)" style="background-image: none; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: initial;" title="Fingering (sexual act)">the act</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;"> of inserting the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Index_finger" style="background-image: none; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: initial;" title="Index finger">index</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;"> and </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Middle_finger" style="background-image: none; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: initial;" title="Middle finger">middle fingers</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;"> into a </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vagina" style="background-image: none; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: initial;" title="Vagina">vagina</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;"> and the little finger into the receiver's </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anus" style="background-image: none; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px; text-decoration: initial;" title="Anus">anus</a><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;">, hence the "shock".</span></span></span></blockquote>
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So, imagine my surprise to see this in a 4th grade classroom. NOW, I hear that some schools have taken to twitter to further support their sports programs. How, you ask? Let me introduce you to <a href="https://twitter.com/SunDevilBoobs" target="_blank">Sundevilboobs</a>.<br />
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<br />It's pretty tame, actually. No nudity (that I saw), just a bunch of women in ASU gear, throwing up the "pitchfork". Way to solidify yourselves as an institute of higher education, ASU. On the other hand, the school did slip some spots in the coveted Playboy Top Party School poll last year, so maybe this is an attempt to redeem themselves.<br /><br />Oh, by the way, they're not the only school with this Twitter campaign. The <a href="https://twitter.com/HawkeyeBoobs" target="_blank">Iowa Hawkeyes</a>, <a href="https://twitter.com/UofIboobs" target="_blank">University of Illinois</a>, <a href="https://twitter.com/UofLBoobs" target="_blank">Louisville</a>, <a href="https://twitter.com/WVUBoobs" target="_blank">University of West Virginia</a>, <a href="https://twitter.com/UNLVBoobs" target="_blank">UNLV</a>, and <a href="https://twitter.com/KSU_Boobs1" target="_blank">Kansas State</a> also have similar pages.<br />
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So.....show your support ladies! Your dads are all very proud of what you've accomplished by supporting your school!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-20684836895418391392013-01-15T09:37:00.004-08:002013-01-15T17:52:12.028-08:00A Visit to the Gym...After my <a href="https://www.facebook.com/SooperDad/posts/471142119613582" target="_blank">gym rage</a> yesterday, I decided to dictate my observations, being a gym newbie. There are all types of people that use the gym I go to.....but I have a feeling some of these generalizations fit in gyms everywhere. And before you get all huffy, these generalizations are not gender specific. Women can be just as scary in the gym too. Don't get your panties in a bunch.<br />
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<b>The Resolutionary</b><br />
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Apparently, the Resolutionaries are pretty much dreaded in the gym community. These are the people who apparently make their resolutions, go to the gym at apparently the same time as everyone else that matters, and then disappear a few weeks later. I am in this category, btw, until apparently, I get accepted by the other gym goers. I think they jump me in or do some weird Lord of the Flies ceremony or something. I'm waiting for my invite.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Next year, I'm going to start renting more movies or something. This shit sucks.</td></tr>
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<b>The Diva</b><br />
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Designer "workout" clothes, not one hair out of place, and a strong dislike of that pesky sweat ruining their makeup identify the divas. If you are unsure you are a diva, here's a quick and dirty litmus test.<br />
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If you spend more time primping yourself to go to the gym than actually exercising at the gym, you're a diva.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Notice there's no pics of her actually working out? Just sayin.</td></tr>
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I thought it was physically impossible for divas to walk and talk at the same time, but sure as shit, for the hour on the treadmill, they usually have their phones (complete with bedazzled case) to their heads for the duration. I'm not sure if these people are going to the gym to pick up a partner, but here's a hint. 90% of the people there don't give a shit of your brand of workout clothes. Just because it says "Juicy" across your ass doesn't mean that we all swoon. And, it's false advertising. I feel so violated.<br />
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<b>The Creeper</b><br />
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Creepers usually sit at a station, but the time spent idle at that station far surpasses the time actually used on the station. The "rest period" is spent ogling the other gym patrons. Not even stealth ogling, either. Flat out staring like Ron Swanson stares at bacon. You can spot Creepers by an inordinate amount of sweat that is pouring from them, even though they haven't exercised yet. The bold Creepers will offer to "assist" other gym patrons. Let me tell you something. When they ask if you need a spot...............just say no.<br /><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is not "spotting" you, ladies.</td></tr>
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Creepers are usually spotted around the yoga, Zumba, or spin classes. Don't ask how I know. Just don't.<br />
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<b>The Workout Hipster</b><br />
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This sight also struck me last night. The Workout Hipster uses the equipment in the proper manner......until they decide to switch things up. I get working out different muscle groups by switching your routine, but walking backwards on the treadmills while doing dips on the handrails is just odd. I'm all about efficiency, but you can space those out a little in order to avoid those scared, confused looks thrown by people going the correct way on the treadmills. Also....exercise balls do not belong on elliptical machines. Just a tip.<br />
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<b>The Gorilla</b><br />
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The Gorilla is that guy in the gym that wants everyone to know why he's in the gym. TO GET RIPPED, BRO. He makes the most noise possible, because it's HIS gym. Between his grunts, and chants of "One more set, bro!", the Gorilla stalks around the gym, panting and flexing like his roid contact is moving out of state. Gorillas can be found by the mirrors, admiring themselves without abandon. Don't ever struggle with your workout in the line of sight of a Gorilla. The Gorilla will point and laugh and call you a sissy. And you will get upset, until you leave and remember that you have a job and shit.<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PkfFEh23q5s/UPWPNaiwZBI/AAAAAAAABWk/kraVkvTACUc/s1600/meathead.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PkfFEh23q5s/UPWPNaiwZBI/AAAAAAAABWk/kraVkvTACUc/s400/meathead.jpg" width="299" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">BRO! MY TIPS ARE SO FROSTY! LET'S DO ANOTHER SET!<br /></td></tr>
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<b> The Silverback</b><br />
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For every yin, there's a yang, and the Gorilla's yang is the Silverback. Silverbacks are usually bigger than Gorillas, but have no ego issue. Instead of sneering at your workout, Silverbacks walk by, give a smile, or thumbs up in encouragement, and move along. Instead of grunting, throwing weights, and being an asshole, Silverbacks do their sets, put the equipment back, towel off, and move along. Silently. Silverbacks are what make normal people want to go to the gym. Now, if they could just kill off the Gorillas, the world would be a better place.<br /><br />
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There ya go. Just my observations of a fat guy going to a gym in Anytown, USA.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-86369561966529251342013-01-11T07:03:00.000-08:002013-01-11T07:03:45.995-08:00FFS Friday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Alright, peeps, back to the funny stuff. I heard you all, and this monkey dances. Just be sure to grind that organ, will ya? (Thatsoundedsodirtybutilikeit)<br />
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Anyways, have you peeps ever woken up in the morning, and said "Self, I missed the alarm. Looks like I'm cutting the shower out of the routine this morning, because I sure as hell ain't missin' my Starbucks."?<br />
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Sometimes, it happens. I get it. The time is short, and you have responsibilities, dammit! So you find all your clothes from.............what's her face's floor, do the finger toothbrush (don't you lie, you know you've done it), and leave in order to make it to work on time. The fact that your pores are leaking the remnants of last night's margarita bender, and your breath smells like.....something that your breath should NOT smell like, don't register to you. YOU'RE LATE FOR WORK DAMMIT. RESPONSIBILITIES. Then you curse to yourself because you're probably going to be too tired to stay out until closing time tonight. Fucking responsibilities.<br />
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Then you remember. In your lack of performing hygiene, you forgot that you have messy hair. GASP! Let me introduce you to....I shit you not.....a product called "<a href="http://morninghead.com/" target="_blank">Morninghead</a>".<br />
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There it is folks. An absorbent shower cap that you fill with water, because showering is hard, yo.<br />
And it better be bottled water, because tap water is DISGUSTING.<br />
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They actually are trying to market this to bike commuters and motorcyclists, which is a better sell than the one-night stand escapees......but the name. I cannot with the name. Might as well just have called it the JBF* Pro Hairstylist 3000. Copyright pending, bitches.<br />
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*JBF is an acronym for those unawares. The first two words are Just Been. Figure the rest out for yourself.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-1032058399166950742013-01-08T10:18:00.001-08:002013-01-08T10:18:53.554-08:00We're all broken...I haven't written for a while, and soon you will know why.<br /><br />I am physically broken. I have had major health issues (which I repeat ad nauseum, because.....I can.), and this has led me to be wary of every little sneeze, pain, ache, scrape, bump, and bruise. My body is broken. Years of neglect and abuse have taken it's toll.<br />
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I am spiritually broken. My wife and I have decided to separate, after about a year of debate. It is amicable, and both my wife and I are working on making this an easy transition for the sake of our kids. Not being able to see my kids at a moment's notice is hard, but knowing that they have a good mother that will do what it takes to make them happy, healthy, and cared for eases that.<br />
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I am mentally broken. I revert to mind numbing tasks or repetitive actions to feel like I'm doing something.....anything. I could sit and stare at a wall for 8 hours a day and be ok with that. Some days I feel like the movie Groundhog Day, some days I feel like 300.<br />
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But...<br />
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I'm not worthless.<br />
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My body is still well enough for me to face each day. My medication helps, but my desire to be better drives me to get up, shower, and go for a walk. I can still cook. I can still type. I can still hug my children. I can still smile, and laugh, and cry. I am physically broken, but not worthless.<br /><br />My spirit is rising. I know my kids are well. I know they are brilliant, gorgeous, handsome, and full of love, wonder, and attitude. I know my friends and family love me. I know that I have made new friends, and that they care about my well being. I am spiritually broken, but not worthless.<br />
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My mind is still sharp. I need to dust it out every now and then, but I can still compose words coherently, convey emotion and thought, and have intelligent debate (or not so intelligent, depending on which friend I'm debating).<br />
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I am a work in progress. I will always be a work in progress. I am broken. I am not worthless.<br />
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If you are struggling...with addiction, depression, home life, physical limitations, mental issues, or any other thing you allow yourself to believe is destroying you.....KNOW. You are broken, not worthless. We are all struggling with some demon. You are not alone. You are among friends, whether you know it or not. You are not worthless.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-59877798186518970252012-12-17T16:00:00.000-08:002012-12-17T16:00:00.340-08:00A Promise is a Promise...So, after SooperPhrend Carol D. offered up a cool, crisp Benjamin to each of our chosen charities, <a href="http://fireandrabbits.com/" target="_blank">Fireandrabbits</a> and I agreed to recreate our most embarrassing pictures.<br />
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Seeing how the deadline was the 15th, I'm a little late....but better late than never. Also, with the events of the past week, we all could use some levity......or horror....or nausea.<br />
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This is my embarrassing photo. I was around 4-ish, and I used to pretend that I was Magnum, P.I. The laundry basket was my bitchin' red Ferrari, and my shades were on point. My mom decided to capture the awesomeness, and this was the result. She has since threatened to put this picture on posters, t-shirts, billboards, etc. for all sorts of events, including my graduation from high school AND college. I have circumvented this by posting it on the interwebz.<br />
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<br />So, for the charity recreations, Fire chose the <a href="http://www.woundedwarriorproject.org/" target="_blank">Wounded Warrior Project</a>, which helps veterans hurt in the line of duty. A great organization full of great people and well chosen. I have chosen <a href="http://www.donnasgoodthings.org/" target="_blank">Donna's Good Things</a>, a charity run by a fellow blogger to do....what else? Good Things for people, especially for children struggling with a multitude of health issues. These are great organizations that can use all the help they can get, so if you have anything to give, please think of these people.<div>
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Fire has been a bit under the weather as of late, and has earned a pass on her recreation for the time being. When she posts her pic, I will repost this blog along with a link to hers. I would like to thank Fireandrabbits and <a href="http://www.razorbladebrain.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Razorblade Brain</a> for their generosity in taking up the mantle for this challenge, and a special thanks to Carol D. for bringing this about with her charitable donations. </div>
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And without, further ado.....get your sick bags ready.....the 2012 re-creation of the infamous hamper pic.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-51242322814844461512012-11-27T07:41:00.000-08:002012-11-27T07:41:29.953-08:00The Government Draws the Line at Super Heroes.<br />
While on my normal daily search for some sort of intellectual humor, I found <a href="http://www.wired.com/dangerroom/2012/05/avengers-military" target="_blank">this story</a>. Not necessarily humor, but after some brief analysis and common sense, you can get some chucklefucks out of it.<br />
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Basically, for those that don't like to click links to read my source material, the Department of Defense liaison to Hollywood pulled the U.S. Military's "involvement" in the new mega-hit movie, "<i>The Avengers</i>".<br />
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But wait.....it gets better. According to Phil Strub, the DOD liaison, it was because the DOD couldn't discern who the fictitious, quasi-governmental/global/peacekeeping/military organization S.H.I.E.L.D. answered to.<br />
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"We couldn’t reconcile the unreality of this international organization and our place in it,”</blockquote>
So......the Department of Defense pulled support for "<i>The Avengers</i>" because it is <b>UNREALISTIC</b>.<br />
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Forget the fact that THE AVENGERS include a frozen, genetically modified soldier from World War II, a gamma-irradiated scientist that turns into a huge green beast, a Norse demigod, and a billionaire playboy philanthropist with a heart condition AND A SUIT OF ARMOR. No....the unreality of this situation is who S.H.I.E.L.D. answers to.<br />
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Forget the fact that THE (original) AVENGERS debuted <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avengers_(comics)" target="_blank">almost 50 YEARS AGO</a>, so the storyline, characters, and organizations in the movie should have come as absolutely no surprise to someone with Google and half a brain.<br />
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Here. Let's look at some of the movies Mr. Strub has contributed to, with the DOD's blessing, and I'll be sure to post the synopsis of the films as well......<br />
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<li><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1399103/" target="_blank">Transformers: Dark of the Moon</a></span></li>
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<li>Autobots Bumblebee, Ratchet, Ironhide and Sideswipe led by Optimus Prime, are back in action taking on the evil Decepticons, who are eager to avenge their recent defeat. The Autobots and Decepticons become involved in a perilous space race between the United States and Russia, to reach a hidden Cybertronian spacecraft on the moon and learn its secrets, and once again Sam Witwicky has to come to the aid of his robot friends. The new villain Shockwave is on the scene while the Autobots and Decepticons continue to battle it out on Earth</li>
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<li>Los Angeles and other cities around the world are being bombarded by meteors that seem to be slowing down once they hit the earth's atmosphere. The earth is suddenly being invaded by space aliens that have landed off the shore of LA, and who begin killing everybody along the beach. The military is ordered into action. Marine Staff Sergeant Nantz (Aaron Eckhart), who was about to retire, is reassigned to a new platoon. The platoon, flown by chopper to the forward operating base at Santa Monica Airport, is being led by a new 2nd Lt. Martinez (Ramon Rodriguez). They are sent on a mission to rescue some civilians who are trapped at the police station within alien territory. They only have 3 hours to complete their mission and get out before the Air Force bombs that zone.</li>
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<li>Ray Ferrier (Cruise) is a divorced dockworker and less-than-perfect father. When his ex-wife and her new husband drop off his teenage son Robbie and young daughter Rachel for a rare weekend visit, a strange and powerful lightning storm suddenly touches down. What follows is the extraordinary battle for the future of humankind through the eyes of one American family fighting to survive it in this contemporary retelling of H.G. Wells seminal classic sci-fi thriller</li>
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<li>Dr. Alan Grant is now a happy man with the previous incidents of Jurassic Park now behind him. Grant is that happy that he announce in public, that nothing on Earth can persuade him back onto the islands. Maybe nothing, except Paul Kirby. Kirby and his wife, Amanda want a plane to fly them over Isla Sorna, with Dr. Grant as their guide. But not everything Kirby says is true. When the plane lands, Dr. Grant realizes that there is another reason why they are there, that he doesn't know of. Now, Dr. Grant is stuck on an island he has never been on before, with what was a plane journey now turned into a search party.</li>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">All TOTALLY believable films. I mean, I fight off alien invasion every week. I'm glad the DOD makes sure these films are totally realistic, so I know how to fight off the robots and aliens when they come. Oh, but that's not all folks, the real travesty is that the DOD actually DID throw their support fully behind a blockbuster film due out this year.....<br /><br />
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Based on the classic Hasbro naval combat game, Battleship is the story of an international fleet of ships who come across an alien armada whilst on a Naval war games exercise. An intense battle ensues over sea, land and air. What do they aliens - known as 'The Regents' - want?</blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;"><a href="http://undertheradar.military.com/2012/05/protecting-the-pentagon-brand/" target="_blank">This article</a> has an excerpt of an email sent by the US Navy on their involvement in <i>Battleship</i>.</span></div>
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Produced by Universal Pictures and directed by Peter Berg, BATTLESHIP was made with the support of the Department of Defense and the Navy. As you know, we ask ourselves some key questions before supporting a major motion picture. First, does the script accurately portray the Navy? Second, does it positively represent our service and our Sailors? Third, can we support a film without impacting our operations? And finally, do we believe that it could have a positive impact on recruiting? In the case of BATTLESHIP, we felt the answer was “Yes” to each of those questions.</blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Wow. So, recruiting numbers should go up, because fuck yeah, I want to fight aliens, and the women sailors look like Rihanna? Where do I sign?</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-69885864801693650792012-11-20T00:00:00.000-08:002012-11-20T09:58:05.498-08:00SooperDad's Most Wanted<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Welcome to a (hopefully) brand new series here on SooperSenchrul. During a conversation with <a href="https://www.facebook.com/dumbsainthood" target="_blank">Crazy Dumbsaint of the Mind,</a> she suggested that I recruit a nemesis. Instead, I will fill the interwebz with SooperDad's Most Wanted. Criminals of intelligence. Thieves of common sense.<br />
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We all have our dumb moments. Moments where we do something that we wish we could take back. Moments that our actions are so incredibly stupid that we wonder how we lived to the age we currently are.<br />
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To highlight these moments of stupidity, I will begin to chronicle these nemeses(?) in a weekly series, but I need help from you. If you recognize a candidate for nemesis, e-mail the SooperHawtline at <a href="mailto:Sooperdadblog@Gmail.com">Sooperdadblog@Gmail.com</a> to get them on the radar.<br />
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First up, the Stalker Box Stalker.<br />
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Everyone has experienced or seen one of these criminals. Somebody that sees their friend comment in the ticker on the right side of Facebook, then clicks on the activity, and decides to add absolutely nothing useful to the conversation.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clarissa - you're using text messaging incorrectly.</td></tr>
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I've actually fallen victim to this criminal's persuasion when I commented with a joke on an apparently renown underwater photographer's page. I luckily deleted before he saw, but I narrowly escaped becoming part of this gang.<br />
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Usually, this group is made up of the elderly, or the technologically inept. These criminals may become belligerent when confronted for their mistake, and may become aggressive to anyone that challenges them. Once they infiltrate a post, the disease spreads, because then the rest of their gang sees it and may decide to bring more inane rants into the fold.<br />
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If left unchecked, these criminals eventally go on the offensive, posting a status demanding concessions from the page or person. These demands include repenting, censoring, or terminating the "offensive" material. Most of the time, logic prevails in these situations, and the criminals are thwarted. There are occasions where the problem goes unchecked for an extended period of time. This is dangerous, and can result in a massive stupidity headache later.</div>
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As the year draws to a close, we are bound to start seeing the "Best of 2012" lists. Here at SooperHQ, we are also doing the Best of 2012....but for parents.<br />
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And not the cute mom and son playing together, or the dad that gave his kidney to his daughter. I'm talking about WTF parenting. All of us can't be Ward or June Fucking Cleaver (it's really their middle names, both of them) all the time. There are times where we slip. Unfortunately, these slips have made it to the interwebz.<br />
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So, without further ado, I give you the nominees for WTF Parenting of the year 2012. Leave a comment with the number of your vote, and we'll crown someone the WTF Parents? of the year!<br /><br />
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<br />There ya go! 2012 WTF Parents of the year nominees! Have a good weekend, SooperPhrends!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-13291271840072306892012-11-15T08:14:00.000-08:002012-11-15T08:26:40.218-08:00We now resume your dysfunctional family programming....<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Amanda and I finally got around to watching back episodes of Modern Family on our DVR. I think this show is truly the best show ever made. Who would have thought that Doc Brown** would have made the funniest show ever? He must have fixed his flux capacitor and hit 88 mph, because he's making enough cake from this show that he doesn't need to sell the plutonium to the Libyans. (yes, that's 3 Back to the Future references. I'm a geek, live with it.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><b>Gee, Mrs. Cleaver, my doc said my Tuberculosis would go away if I saw you naked. You don't want me to be sick do you? *coughcough*</b></span><strong style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: start;"><span _mce_style="text-decoration: underline;"><span _mce_style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">*</span></span></span></strong></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><b>"I was banging 7 gram rocks, that's how I roll......what? Charlie who?"</b></span></div>
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<span _mce_style="font-size: small;"><span _mce_style="text-decoration: underline;" style="text-decoration: underline;">Evidence Item 1</span>: Mr. Cosby was a OB/GYN. Mrs. Cosby was a lawyer. I have never met anyone from either of these professions that were home as much as they were, or in an even-tempered mood as much as these two were. Pure Fantasy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Look, I'm not trying to say to base your family life from these sitcoms. These shows provide a glimpse into the messed up worlds that are our families. All of them. There isn't one person that can't find some kind of messed up in thier extended family, so we may as well make the best of it. And, they're hilarious; the shows, and our families.</span><br />
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**ED NOTE: Apparently, I was incorrect in the assumption that Doc Brown was the producer of Modern Family......but I'm leaving it in because Back to the Future. And fuck you.**Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-25567180737048176442012-11-11T21:41:00.000-08:002012-11-11T21:41:14.147-08:00Bashing Black Friday? Yes, please.Look, my lazy behind doesn't want to get out of bed (or stay up) at the asscrack of dawn on the day after ingesting fine cuisine and imbibing choice beverages. I'd rather get some shopping done early! And I'd rather not pay for it! The word in the English language that piques the most interest when said? FREE*. So check out this giveaway hosted by my good friend, My Husband Ate All My Ice Cream. Get some! And tell her that ice cream was delicious!!<br />
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<script src="//d12vno17mo87cx.cloudfront.net/embed/rafl/cptr.js"></script>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-16964104941241145402012-11-10T12:00:00.000-08:002012-11-11T11:20:31.533-08:00Waste of humanity<br />
This was from June 2012...<br />
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For those that don't know, <a href="http://sooperdad.blogspot.com/2012/01/sooperrant-sunday-another-open-letter.html" target="_blank">I've had quite the issue</a> with one Chris Brown.<br />
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I wish this fucker would just hide out and not enter the public arena EVER AGAIN.<br />
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If you haven't heard, Brown and his "entourage" <a href="http://www.billboard.com/column/the-juice/chris-brown-injured-in-club-brawl-drake-1007324552.story#/column/the-juice/chris-brown-injured-in-club-brawl-drake-1007324552.story" target="_blank">recently got into a barfight</a> with Drake's "entourage". At W.i.P club in SoHo, there was a lot of damage, one of Brown's group ended up in the hospital with pretty severe wounds, and Brown himself tweeted (and later deleted) a pic of his war wound.<br />
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He also tweeted:<span style="background-color: white;"> </span><span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">"How u party with rich n---- that hate? Lol.... Throwing bottles like girls?#shameonya!"</span> </span></span><br />
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Fucking. Brilliance.</div>
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Not only are you CONVICTED ON DOMESTIC VIOLENCE AND ABUSE CHARGES, you are the posterboy for wasted talent. Sorry for your boo-boo, but "throwing bottles like girls" leads me to ask the question....</div>
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Did Rihanna fight "like a girl" when you beat the shit out of her?</div>
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This stupid fuck is <a href="http://www.hollywoodlife.com/2012/06/14/chris-brown-drake-fight-jail/" target="_blank">STILL ON PROBATION</a>. Needless to say, being in and around the vicinity of a bar fight isn't the smartest place to be, but we all know that intelligence isn't this fuckstick's strong point.</div>
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It's reported that Drake bounced out before the fray started, meanwhile, the CONVICT that was ON PROBATION stuck around and decided that his best option was to "man up" and get violent, and then tweet and DELETE his dumbass tweets AGAIN. </div>
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I bet his lawyer is buying his Mabach right now.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-5295818412141109462012-11-09T08:00:00.000-08:002012-11-09T08:00:11.197-08:00WTFriday!<div class="posterous_autopost">
Whilst in the midst of doing my chores for the week (no mice or birds came and sewed me a tux. No bell peppers turned into a Ferrari for me. *sigh*), my youngest boy decided to play pretend with the laundry basket.<br />
For those of you that know me, what I am going to say next may shock you. Time to face my demons.<br />
There is a certain picture that has been well hidden (but threatened to have put on shirts in order to celebrate my high school and college graduation), and for good reason.<br />
When I was younger, I loved Magnum P.I.. I used to pretend that I had a bitchin' 'stache and drove a Ferrari.<br />
So, here it is......2 generations of awesomeness.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-26560719219761571562012-11-08T07:56:00.001-08:002012-11-08T07:56:23.023-08:00A Season of Thanks...I try not to be a charity case.<br /><br />Stop giggling. I'm serious.<br /><br />After the election, I'm sure you all saw some nasty shit posted on people's personal walls. I'm sure you also saw some gloating going on. I'm pretty sure there were a few confused, worried, end-of-days type posts in there too.<br />
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Hell, even I got into the act:<br />
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And then some awesome people with access to more resources than I affirmed my suspicions about this great nation.</div>
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The time isn't right to give thanks to these individuals (if they even want to be recognized), but rest assured that I am awed by your generosity and willingness to give freely. People that I have only interacted with on a social media site, or online in some capacity; people that I have never gotten the opportunity to shake their hands, or give them a hug...these are the people that did this.</div>
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I try not to be a charity case. I built my life on trying not to ask for anything. My health has dealt me a kick in the nuts. These people have given me access to things I never thought I would have or do, with the promise that once I get back in a position to do so, I will pay it forward.</div>
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How freaking powerful is that? Here, have this....I don't want to be compensated, just do the same when someone else needs it.</div>
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Generosity and faith in humanity abounds. </div>
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...........I'll get back to being funny soon, I promise. ;)<br /><br /><br /></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09191514480763223715noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773957788705289229.post-65416151957388146222012-11-06T15:03:00.000-08:002012-11-06T15:03:09.037-08:00The ONE Political Post...So, Super Tuesday came, and being the model citizen I am, I visited my local polling place and cast my vote. I am going to tell you who I voted for in a second. Let me first preface this by saying that this is the ONE SINGLE time I will post my political opinions on this blog. I don't want to demean anyone else's candidate or the voting process, or the right to vote that has been fought for and died for by men and women braver and better than I.<br />
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However, I believe the political system is flawed. Severely. Flawed.<br />
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I am not trying to shit on the country, or the great people in the country. What I am shitting on is the two party oligarchy known as our political system. I saw this photo posted on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/sliceofhumble" target="_blank">Slice of Humble's</a> wall today:<br />
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Notice anything? I sure as hell did. I noticed that two sets of these candidates weren't even on my ballot. Were they on yours? Come to find out that there were a <a href="http://www.politics1.com/p2012-ballot.htm" target="_blank">PLETHORA of candidates</a> that weren't on some state's ballots. I'm sure it has been like this for a while, but this is the first time I've actually noticed....or cared to notice. <div>
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So, my question is...why haven't we heard from these candidates in the mass media? All the politicians tout "informed voters", but how informed can we really be if we don't hear everyone's argument? I know that hearing EVERYONE would be time consuming, and impractical, but there is a Libertarian candidate, Gary Johnson, on pretty much every state's ballot. Why was he not at the debates? Why haven't I heard his platform? </div>
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Sure, a lot of this falls on my shoulders for not following through and doing my homework. I accept that. What I can't accept is the fact that even if I DID do my homework, I might not have been able to vote for who I truly wanted to. I could have written in, but you get what I'm saying (I hope).<br /></div>
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I tire of career politicians. I tire of mudslinging. I tire of dancing around during the campaign with no concrete platform or plan on how or what the candidates will do in office. If someone walked up to me with a docket full of answers and plans; if I agreed with them or not, I would have to give that candidate an advantage for being intelligent enough to put together a coherent plan. Sticking to it would prove another challenge....</div>
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Back to today's election. This brings me to share with you who I voted for. </div>
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I wrote in Ron Swanson, a fictional character from the NBC sitcom, Parks and Recreation. </div>
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Why on Earth would I "waste" my vote this way? Let me explain.</div>
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Neither of the two major <strike>donators</strike> candidates appealed to me. I didn't like many aspects of either of their campaigns. Swanson, however, as a FICTIONAL CHARACTER, exemplifies what *I* want in government....</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;">"My idea of a perfect government is one guy who sits in a small room at a desk, and the only thing he's allowed to decide is who to nuke. The man is chosen based on some kind of IQ test, and maybe also a physical tournament, like a decathlon. And women are brought to him, maybe...when he desires them."</span></blockquote>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;">"I've been quite open about this around the office: I don't want this parks department to build any parks because I don't believe in government. I think that all government is a waste of taxpayer money. My dream is to have the park system privatized and run entirely for profit by corporations, like Chuck E. Cheese. They have an impeccable business model. I would rather work for Chuck E. Cheese."</span></blockquote>
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So...I usually hate the "no vote is still a vote" malarky that some people espouse, but today, that is EXACTLY what I did. Chalk it up to a change in attitude, but I am disgusted by the whole political machine in this country. </div>
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Again, this opinion is mine, and mine alone. If you don't agree, then that is your right. However, if you don't treat your fellow <strike>readers</strike> humans with respect regarding their opinions, then how do you expect them to respect yours?</div>
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