...population: me. HAHAHAHAHA! I saw that on The Simpson's once and thought it was hysterical. Remember that episode where Edna Krabapple is bummed because she's alone and Bart plays a trick on her and makes up a secret admirer? Well things get out of hand, and Bart has to find a way to tell Edna the dude won't ever come over...so he tells his parents and they try to figure out a way to let Edna down in a letter. Homer's idea was classic - "Just put this: Welcome to Dumpsville...population you". HAHAHAHAHA! That's hilarious. Anyway...yeah...I got dumped last week. Why? Well, I'm not going to go into every excruciating detail because that would take too long. But what happened was last week a friend of mine who subscribes to a personals site online called me and told me that he saw a profile of the girl I had been going out with...and it said she had been active within the last 24 hours. Now the reason he brought this to my attention was because he knew the last girl I went out with for any period of time had a profile on a dating site...and she had been using it to meet other guys while she supposedly wanted to still go out with me. I found all this out after the fact and was not too happy...but that's another story. Anyway, I called her last week and asked her about it. Now she had been working very long hours at work the last week or so, and I knew that to be true, so we hadn't been talking as much. I never accused her of lying about that...all I did was call and ask if she wanted to go out with someone else based on this info of her profile being active. I thought it was a fair question. So I was told that's not why she signed into the account. Again, I'm not going to go into every detail...but after we talked for a few I was cool with everything...honestly I was. However after I hung up the phone I knew it was pretty much done. I just had that gut feeling...and my gut never lies...after all it constantly craves pizza and pizza rocks! So when I contacted her about a gig my band had and was checking to see if she was going or not...I get an email saying I had no right to question her whereabouts and stuff...which I wasn't...and basically got the "I still want to be friends". Well...I've written about the "just friends" thing before and I can't do that. I'm just not someone who can take a step backwards, know what I mean? All I wanted to know was if she was looking to meet someone else, because if she was then I'd say "ok...well it's been fun" and leave it at that because the last thing I want to do is get in some kind of competition. Sucks it couldn't have worked out, but oh well...that's the way it goes. But my question is what guy could be friends with a girl that doesn't want to date him after they've already been dating for several weeks? I know I can't. I would constantly be sitting there going "hmmm...why am I not good enough?" even though I know what type of guy I am and it would bum me out...so I'll pass. Here's an example of what type of guy I am. She was having a crappy day at work once so I called and had flowers delivered to her at work to surprise her. It's like Mark Harmon said to his dog in the movie "Summer School"...."We need to find a woman who appreciates what we have to offer"....hahahaha. But like I said...oh well. I mean we went out for what, close to two months? So it's not like I'm locking myself in a dark room writing poetry about how my soul has been ripped out or anything...hahahahaha. Heck I thought asking about everything was a fair question. But yeah, after I asked I pretty much knew that was it so the contact a few days later was pretty much just a formality. Oh, and my day got even better. That night after I was officially told we could be "just friends", my band had a gig. This was going to be our first gig with the new songs and I had been looking forward to it for weeks...but of course now I was kinda ticked off but figured I would have a good gig and all would be right with the world. This was billed as an outdoor show, and from the sound of everything it was going to be pretty big. Now there was a chance of rain that day, and we were told if it did rain the gig would be moved under some cover, so I wasn't sweating it...I just wanted to play. We get there and didn't see any bands setup. So we milled around for a minute and finally heard some music. The location was a bar...and I saw a big barn-looking building in the back so I figured that's where the bands were. Well I was wrong. We walk around to the side of the place and there was somewhat of a roof off the side of the place where a band was playing. Oh, and the floor was part of the gravel parking lot. And did I mention that the roof wasn't wide enough to completely shelter everything from the rain? Well, we hung out for a few and then just decided to leave. I wasn't about to take a chance on hundreds of dollars of equipment getting wet and muddy. And the number of people I thought would be there for a big 8 band outdoor show was a wee bit less than I thought would be there. Outside of the bands I counted about 20 people at the time we arrived. So yeah, I basically went home and was hoping there was a way I could hit some kind of rewind button and redo the day with a different outcome...hahaha. I spent the night having a few drinks and watching heavy metal concert DVD's. I was pretty pissed off about the gig considering how many weeks I had been looking forward to it. Oh well, there will be others...just like dating...there will be others so neither one is a huge loss.
Well my best buddy Vick turned 3 this week. Wow...he's growing up so fast. It seems like yesterday I brought him home from the breeder's place and I could hold him with one hand...and now he tackles me if I crouch down and gives me a good size bump on my head when I crash into the rocks on the patio. I'll never forget that day I brought him home. It was a 2 hour drive from the breeder's place to my house and I was hoping he wouldn't take a crap in the car. I was literally one block away from my house and he let loose. Thankfully I had a blanket on the backseat just in case. I really think dogs take after their masters. I'm riddled with ADD sometimes, I'm high-strung, and I love to munch on stuff. Vick is exactly the same way. We could be wrestling in the garage and if a bird lands in the yard he takes off after it. Doesn't take much to distract him at all. If I've got dog munchies on me he'll devour them no matter how much he's had to eat. And the weirdest thing...in the almost three years I've had him, I have only seen him sleeping twice...no lie. Granted he probably sleeps when he's in the garage at night or when I'm at work during the day...but it's still weird that he is NEVER asleep when I'm home and awake. And both time I caught him sleeping...one might think he'd be laying on the small mattress in the garage but no, he chooses to lay in the gravel of the driveway. Oh, and what's really funny is he is beyond obvious when he stares at women...no lie. Now that the weather is getting warmer I'll take him on more walks when I get home from work. I have a school across the street that has a track people use a lot to run on, and the last two times I have taken him for a walk I've been leading him away from the track through the gate and a cute girl has been coming in to go on a run. Both times his ears perked up and he would just sit there staring at them. One looked at him and me like we were riddled with leprosy, but the other one that came walking by I said "easy Vick...don't make it so obvious you think she's pretty...you gotta play hard to get" to which I got a nice smile and giggle. Damn I'm smooth sometimes. Of course I didn't say anything after that so what was the point? hahahahaha.
Did everyone make it through Monday ok without the illegal immigrants working? Wow...I really expected to have no electricity, no phone, no internet, and I even expected my car not to run! Now here's what I really don't get and will forever boggle my mind - there are already existing laws about illegal immigrants...so why is there even a NEED for debate about reforming immigration laws??? The way I saw it, you had a ton of them marching in the streets on Monday, so why weren't helicopters dropping nets over them and carrying them back across the border? You had companies actually closing up that day because they wouldn't have enough people working....ummm...red flag??? Yeah...it's ILLEGAL to hire these people so if a company had to shut down then why in the heck wasn't some official there to fine or shut down that business the next day? I heard from someone on the radio this week that said illegal immigrants screaming about what they deserve is the same thing as someone breaking into your house and demanding you give them a cut of your weekly paycheck and feed them. Mark my words...if amnesty is granted and our borders are not secured then you can kiss this country good-bye. I can't stand politicians...telling us what's best when we already know.
Speaking of politics, I got my awesome business cards the other day and my bumper stickers will be in by the weekend. I also got another invitation to speak in Clarksville at a voter registration thing taking place in June. Wait until the media gets a load of me...hahaha. I can't wait. For one...I don't want to ever refer to the war we're in as a "War on Terror"...it's as stupid as saying "War on Poverty" or "War on Drugs". Let's call it for what it is...a war on muslim extremists. I went to see "United 93" last weekend...and I have to say that I don't think any movie has made me feel so sad and pissed off at the same time. Just seeing those cockroaches in action and what they did on 9/11 made me LIVID. They deserve to be exterminated. There is no reasoning with them, no negotiations, no nothing. They hate us because we aren't muslims...not because we have freedom...but because we aren't muslims. Until the leaders of this country call it for what it is, we're in big trouble. Like I've said before, can you imagine me in a debate? Oh the entertainment value will be unmeasurable.
And finally...the CD's should be in this week...and if you haven't already, go over to www.myspace.com/noisecult and hear a couple of songs.....or go to www.noisecult.com and hear samples of all the new stuff. Oh yeah...we rock...admit it...hahahaha.
Later sportsfans!