Monday, October 11, 2010

Minor League arrest in FL

If he filled the pillowcase with nickels it would seem more Florida-ish.
NICEVILLE - Police have arrested a man for attacking his wife with a pillow.

It happened like this: On Oct. 1 Niceville Police were called after the man and his wife got into an argument at their Peachtree Street address.

According to the report, the two were arguing about the fact that he doesn't have a job and isn't helping her with the kids.

NSFW

Naked athletes on ESPN.com. I'd feel honored if a magazine wanted to post pics of my butt. Although I think there's little interest in people desiring to see the tush of a bad blogger/amateur surfer/IT industry worker.

NOTE: looks like the ladies have more eye candy than us dudes.


Sunday, October 10, 2010

Very underrated band

Another man's treasure

Better than a cheap Walmart knockoff.
TAMPA - A Hillsborough County man thought he was buying a Halloween decoration when he spent $8 for a box of bones at a yard sale in Brandon. But when he and his wife got the box home, they realized it was an actual human skeleton.

"I got looking at it and thought, gosh, this is the real thing," recalled Judith Fletcher, wife of Mitchell Fletcher, the retiree who bought the box of bones.

Gen X Pop Culture Timeline

From Fast Times to John Hughes death. I just wish they skipped the reference to the god awful show, Friends. After college I briefly worked in the NYC area and never did I see a 20-something live in the lavish apartments as the actors did. Still had a good time in that 1.5 years, and the New Jersey surf was decent (but cold even in the summer).

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Some pretentious tunes for ya

East Coast Yesterday

Before reading, look at his mugshot and guess the crime

Looking at this mugshot you'd think he'd have been heartless enough to run over a nun pushing a baby carriage. But......
BRADENTON, Fla., Oct. 4 (UPI) -- A Florida man used water guns and water balloons to spray weed killer on his neighbor's plants because he was owed money for drugs, police said.

Why? Just fucking why?

Seriously fucked up.
ST. PETERSBURG — Less than 24 hours after a family was held hostage at gunpoint, police said it happened again — this time with a bizarre twist.

A woman was forced to melt butter, and one of two armed men rubbed it on her chest while robbing her home late Monday night, police said. She wasn't injured, police said, because the butter cooled before she poured it on herself.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Monday, October 4, 2010

Nifty Footage

3!SLOBS teaser from Jeremy Asher Lynch on Vimeo.

The 401K Famine

No BLLSHT, but I've already accepted that if I want to retire at a reasonable age I'll have to move to another country (as long as they have surf, I'll be a-okay). This decade has become a lost fucking cause. The market has ended where it began. I've made no interest on what I've invested in and no one I know has, either (believe it or not I, and my buds, have our shit together, for the most part).

Wonder if they have retirement communities in Somalia?
For those of us unfortunate enough to be in our 30s and 40s, the outlook is overwhelmingly dismal. Shackled to huge mortgages we have neither the option of fleeing a country which saw GDP plunge 7.1% in 2009 or of scraping by until retirement. Overwhelmingly we are employed in the private sector and so, in addition to staring at the ceiling each night worrying about negative equity andthe looming flurry of tax increases, we fret whether we'll be in a job next
month (with unemployment tipping 14%, our paranoia is justified).

And now, the final insult. As we woke the morning after Black Thursday to survey the smoking crater that is the economy, it was with the knowledge that it is we who will be made to pay for the venality and corruption of a business and political class almost exclusively drawn from the ranks of the generation ahead of us (I know of nobody my age who has ever voted for the party of cronyism and patronage, Fianna Fail, while all our parents did so religiously).

The biggest crime they'll likely commit is smoking weed thru a snorkel

If a cop can't subdue the kids from Key Fucking West he should be carrying a pink pistol.
At least one parent, however, is upset at a recent talk the school resource officer (SRO) gave students, including her two daughters, that outlined when he can use an electric stun gun on unruly students or intruders on campus.

"Both of the girls had a class in which school resource officer and [Key West patrolman Robert Bulnes] came into the classroom and told the students that this principal is not messing around; how and when he can tase the kids," Karen Ortega told The Citizen Thursday. "What I gathered from the kids was basically it was a lecture and sounded more like when you go into prison; when you first get there, you are going to follow this rule, that rule, and if you're not in line, we can do this, we can do that."

Sunday, October 3, 2010

I wish the backup vocalist would STFU

My bad advice of the day

Don't listen to these financial people, just buy a ski mask and revolver and hit up 1 convenient store a week for a little extra scratch. BOOM! Mortgage payment taken care of.
Traditionally people have accumulated wealth over their lifetime, becoming richer over time as they saved, invested, paid down debt — growing their nest eggs, acquiring full ownership of their homes, and securing the years of service needed for a nice monthly pension. From a financial perspective, life got better with age.

For most Gen Xers however, this trend has been temporarily reversed, where their finances have likely gotten worse over the last 10 years due to the mortgage crisis, a stock market that has shown no growth, companies terminating pensions and passing on more health care costs to employees, job losses, furloughs, and pay cuts, not to mention increasing costs of college tuition for their children. Many Gen Xers are actually financially worse off than when they graduated college, something that was almost unheard of in previous generations.

Exile in Nostalgia

This creeped me out in the coolest of ways. Liz Phair sounding all over the place about the Matador Records alum getting together after a few decades. So glad she fears becoming lame.
In the early nineties, many of the bands on the label and Matador staffers themselves came from well-educated, upper middle class backgrounds and we wasted no time putting all that good grooming to use “sticking it to the man.” We made up outrageous bios to pass on to legitimate publications like Newsweek and People, we encouraged provocative answers to dull interview questions, basically trying to channel a kind of late-stage Beatles malaise, believing this to be the only way to force mainstream media to focus on the songs and not the performers. The music was all that was left standing once we were finished with our schoolyard shenanigans.

But forgive me, I sound like a member of a bygone generation, one of those bewhiskered hippies from the LSD era, bemoaning the straying spotlight and nostalgic for the past. Which I am. What else are reunions for if not a chance to reflect on the past in the company of those who shared it, measuring progress, good or bad, from goals set when we were barely formed? How many of the artists coming to play this weekend will feel ambivalent about their lives and careers now? How many have moved on, and how many have stayed back?