Well July 5th was an interesting day. I didn't do much on the 4th except watch a cool George Washington documentary on the History Channel, and then watched the movie "Flight 93" after, which STILL pisses me off beyond belief...but in a righteous way if that makes any sense. Well that afternoon I was out in the yard with my dog Vick, and as he likes to do, I watched him snap at yellowjackets. I get these small patches of weeds/flowers in the yard and yellowjackets like to hover around them. Well Vick likes to bite at them...and I keep telling him he's going to get stung one of these days...like he listens...hahahaha. So he's snapping at them, and he starts running around and licking all over his mouth and making sounds like he's trying to cough something up. I knew he got stung and was "serves you right buddy...maybe you'll learn". I go back in to watch the Washington doc and the movie...and then take Vick into the front yard to sit on the porch and watch the fireworks display across the street at the baseball fields. He's ok with it somewhat, and after a while I put him up for the night and go to bed. The next morning I wake up and go to the garage to let him out. I open the back door, step into the garage, and sit there for a second horrified. Vick was laying on the floor pawing at his eyes and whimpering the whole time. His face was so swollen he couldn't open his eyes and he could barely open his mouth. I started to panic...I really did. I immediately call the vet up the road and they tell me to bring him in right then. I put him in the car and drive up to the vet's and take Vick inside. Now, and this is no exaggeration, the people that work there love him. I just had him in there a couple of weeks back for some shots, and the girls that work there always come out to the waiting room to see him and pet him and always comment on how adorable he is...because he is....he takes after me...hahahaha. When I brought him inside, they were like "oh what happened???" because his face was so swollen. So they took him back to a room and when the vet came in he asked if he ever chases bees. I told him I thought he got stung by a yellowjacket, and it turns out my buddy had a MAJOR allergic reaction to it. So the vet gives him a shot of Benadryl with a steroid in it. That was an adventure. I had to hold Vick down while the needle was going in...and I swear I thought the needle would snap. So I take him home and have to burn a sick day of work to take care of him. The vet told me that if I don't see improvement in a few hours that I need to to spoon-feed him some Benadryl. So I called into work and nursed my dog back to 100%. I can't believe I had to burn a sick day because my friggin dog got stung by a yellowjacket. Oh, and as I'm leaving, the vet tells me that since he's allergic to the stings, it's probable that any time he gets stung in the future the reactions will get worse and worse. Wonderful. I can't express how much I love my dog, he's my buddy. He's a man's dog...for real, he is. Why? Because he doesn't have time to listen to me pour out my problems and listen to me whine about anything. I could be telling him deep and heartfelt problems, and he'd be like "yeah great...feed me, throw the ball around, or scratch me under my chin and shut up". He helps me keep things in perspective...hahaha. Plus, no matter how crappy a day I have had, I always enjoy pulling into my driveway. Why? Because as soon as I do he runs around the corner of the house to the gate, and then spins around a couple of times and barks. Then he runs into the garage and sits by the back door waiting for me to come outside. He's just one cool dog.
What about this crap with North Korea last week? That little midget dictator is nuts. Reports said that one of the missiles Kim Jong fired was intended to hit close to Hawaii...so my question is when do we annihilate North Korea? I'll tell you what, we are in desperate need of a Ronald Reagan leading this country again. Remember in the 80's when Libya had their "line of death" at the Gulf of Sidra? Reagan decided not to adhere to it and flew planes over it, so Libya sent up a couple of MIG's. Remember what happened to the MIG's? Yep, they're somewhere in the bottom of the ocean. Man I never appreciated Reagan as much as I should have during the 1980's...that was one dude who had balls. There we are in a nuclear standoff with Russia, he's meeting with Gorbechev, and when terms weren't agreeable he just got up and left the meeting. That was just classic. The old Soviet Union was terrified of Reagan. Why? Because they knew he didn't take any crap at all, and the country was united behind him. See, I voted for Bush, and I really thought after the election in 2004 the gloves would come off...but they haven't. I can tell you exactly why Bush's poll numbers are so low...it's because he tries to play nice sometimes. Reagan won in a complete landslide in 1984 because he had character and conviction, and you always knew he was a man of his word and would honestly make decisions in the best interest of this country. I can GUARANTEE if Bush had come out and said that they were going to build a wall on the Mexican border and deport all illegals that his approval numbers would have skyrocketed. Look at the war in Iraq...this is getting near to the amount of time America was involved in World War II. I still believe that going into Iraq was completely justified and I don't give a crap what anyone says, but has it been fought the way it should? I don't think so. When the insurgency started (meaning all the terrorists came out of their cockroach-like hiding places) it wasn't dealt with correctly. I'll tell you exactly what I would have done. When the problems in Fallujah happened I would have bombed the crap out of it. That's how you deal with a problem in a war. We carpet bombed Germany, we sent two pretty large bombs into Hiroshima and Nagasaki. That's how we won World War II...and that's what should be going on now. I've never been in combat, but I do know that war isn't nice...and you can't go in with a nice-guy attitude....you do everything you have to to win. But back to North Korea...Kim Jong sees the way this country wages war now and is basically giving us the middle finger. Much like Bin Laden had his confidence boosted after seeing how we handled Mogadishu ("Blackhawk Down"), other countries are seeing how everything in Iraq is going right now and thing this country isn't unified because those little bitch traitors like Dick Durbin, John Kerry, and John Murtha are too interested in their political futures to do the right thing. However, I do have a very hard time taking Kim Jong seriously. Why? Because of the movie "Team America: World Police". It's official, I have decreed that the funniest movie of all time. Kim Jong is made to look like such a boob in it, that whenever I see him now I can't help but laugh. At work my computer wallpaper is the screencap of him leaning into that one shot when addressing the Film Actors Guild and he's going "Herro!" HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh and the scene where all the world leaders are gathered and he announces himself over the PA..."and now your master of ceremonies...the murti-tarented...Mr. Kim Jong Il"....and then the spotlight hits him and goes "Oh....HERRO!" HAHAHAHAHA! That movie is hilarious...and I have to warn you that if you offend easily then don't watch it, but Kim Jong is made to look like a complete buffoon in it. Maybe that's why he's doing what he's doing...he does love movies and maybe he finally got around to seeing this one, and it pissed him off. "Oh...Hans Brix...what a preasant surprise..." HAHAHAHAHA! Now I need to watch it before I go to sleep. Here's a funny story...I went out with this girl about a week or so ago that I met through an internet personals thing. Now my profile specifically states that if the show "South Park" offends you, then I'm not your guy. If you didn't know, the guys who do "South Park" also did the movie "Team America". Well we go to dinner and I can't remember how this got started, but I began to talk about a South Park episode called "Red Hot Catholic Love" which made fun of the molestation charges against the Catholic church. Oh she was horrified, so I pretty much knew then that was it and I haven't talked to her since.
And finally for this time, my adventures with illegal immigrants and Burger King. Yesterday I was having a pretty lazy Saturday...no real plans except a lot of movies and video games...so during the afternoon I decided to go up the road to Burger King and sit there for a few and read my Ann Coulter book. I swear, if she was a few years younger and had about 20 more pounds on her, I'd marry her in a heartbeat. At least then I could meet a woman who isn't afraid to be honest...hahahaha. So I go inside and instantly see trouble. In front of me is a Mexican. Oh I know..."Bo you're such a racist and hate-monger". Well when you live in Nashville there's nothing racist about it...you know what's going to go down. So this dude orders three double stackers...and the manager at the register asks "do you want the combo or just the sandwiches?". The dude says "sandwiches". Already I knew there would be a problem because I'm sure he wanted fries and cokes. Then the manager asks "Is this for here or to go?" and the dude says "here". Ok, who goes to a fast food place and only orders a sandwich when they are going to eat there? Exactly...SOMEONE WHO CAN'T SPEAK FRIGGIN ENGLISH!!! Well I knew this would all be sorted out at my expense. So I place my order, get my ticket, and wait. The Mexican dude gets his tray with three sandwiches on it and goes to sit down. Well you would never guess what happened next...he came back up to the counter with a woman and she was like "where drink?". The manager said "you didn't order any". So she goes "we need drink" and any chance I had of getting my food while it was still warm went out the window. The reason is because it's a Saturday afternoon and the manager is the only guy working the front. So now he has to spend about 10 minutes voiding out the Mexican's order and ringing it up again with fries and cokes because the dude couldn't speak English. The manager is asking them if they wanted the combo and they just sit there looking at him. I swear, I was ready to scream. They can't understand why their order got messed up and the manager is trying to explain that the dude only ordered sandwiches and not combos...but of course they don't habla. Man it was pissing me off. Let me put it this way...if someone is from Mexico in this country and can't communicate effectively, it's probably a pretty good chance THEY'RE HERE ILLEGALLY! Oh, and while I was waiting some Mexican dude was working there and was starting to take the dining room trash out. the manager said to him "Hey...I already got that taken care of". Now normally the worker would have said "oh...ok" and done something else...but this Mexican just looked at the manager like "huh?". So the manager had to say slowly with hand gestures "I...already...got...that...taken...care...of" It was unreal. the whole time I kept thinking of Samuel Jackson's line in "Pulp Fiction" where he goes "ENGLISH MOTHERF#CKER....DO YOU SPEAK IT???" So there I am eating, and reading a very pro-America book, and surrounded by people speaking Spanish. I can't express how much this whole illegal immigration thing pisses me off...especially when I read today about a hospital in Texas petitioning the Mexican government for money they've lost treating illegals. The article then mentioned that the federal government is already giving the hospital money to help with costs. This mean that the tax money you paid last year is being thrown out by our government to pay for people who who shouldn't be here in the first place. Nice, huh? I better stop here before I REALLY get going.
And be sure to come out to the club Springwater this Friday....it's off West End behind McDonald's next to Centennial Park. The show starts at 9:30...not sure when the mighty NoiseCult goes on...but come out and see us. And we may even have a special price on our new CD that night!
Later sportsfans!