What This World is Coming To

by Rosie

Forward

Since the beginning of man's time on this Earth, there have been many inquiries as to who we are, where we've been and most importantly, where we are going. It seems as though the prior generation has always either misunderstood or been confounded by the subsequent. Why would the following generation of people bewilder the latter in such a profound way? Because the prior, who helped to shape the upcoming youth have not accepted their hand in destroying it.

With each generation of young people, there appears to be a further lack of both accountability and consequence. These basic human attributes have been essentially extinguished due to the lack of nurturing, repercussion and the absence of human attachment. At this point, there is an apparent lack of empathy and rapport between the human populous, in general. There is no sense of authority, and there seems to be a push toward a "thrill seeking" nature; testing boundaries that have been put in place from even before the time of Hammurabi. This human "code" was put in place for a reason. The reason was to hold people to a higher standard than the common animal. This "code" is falling apart.

The world, at this point, has been pushed into a so called "Dark Age". It is an age of anger, aggression and lack of thought. There is an absence of creativity and free thought so profound, that we (as a society) cannot even attempt to solve the problem itself. It's a proverbial Mobius strip of destruction, globally speaking. There is no chance of breaking out of this cycle. There is nobody willing, much less able, of turning the tables on the generational stagnation.

Harry Badface Tshirt

I am printing up some Harry Badface shirts (thanks, Me!). Early costs are looking like $6. If you want one email me with your shirt size at bluegutsoup@gmail.com or comment on this post this week.

Gems...

Here are a few gems from this girl's facebook...just the status updates from the month of March. I want to put a god damn bullet in my brain whenever I read them...trainwreck. I can't look away. For the archives...

Pondering if dogs in a pet store think we are idiots tapping on the glass going oooh hello how sweet aren't you cute they are probably thinking "shut up and buy me, you idiot". Nah...probably just "shut up, you idiot"

Imagine if it were reverse and we were behind glass waiting for a dog to buy us if they tapped on the glass "I would be like dumb ass I can't hear you or respond because of the glass!". Would be like dumb ass?

I will still tap on the glass though when I go and say "how cute you are, what a good boy" lol. LOLZ!

Ughhh I don't wanna do nothing today! Nothing! But sleep and ponder more ;) Just sleep. For fucking ever.

I just answered the phone - thank you for calling Phone Zone your T-mobile exclusive dealer and the caller goes is this Phone Zone with tmobile and I said "yes" their response so your phone zone, I say "yes". To which they said oh I needed Phone Zone they sell phones for tmobile and then 'click'. They call back I answer the same exact way, the customer says "oh I have been trying to get this store"full moon? That was me. Fucking with your mind.

There will always be the smallest, the tallest, the pretty, the skinny, judgments, and opinions. But I choose to be undefined. and for those judgments and opinions casted my way. I will simply smile to God and walk away. I will thank Him for every flaw and every fiber of my being. Isn't it obvious due the mere existence of this status, that there really is no GOD?

So here is my pondering/advice. I think ladies talking to a man should ask these questions instead of the general "what music do you like", "have you been married before",etc. Here we go: Do you put the seat down after you go potty? Are you trainable to put the seat down after you potty? Do you put every light on & forget where the switches are to shut them off? Would putting "TURN ME OFF" on the switch help? I'm pretty sure "TURN ME OFF" already encircles your aura...no need to post it on a simple switch.

Questions to ask continued: Will you remember flowers are a sweet gesture & you will still need them to get in my pants even when we are married and not for when you want to say sorry? When you say lets have a quicky on a cleaning day I will still want you to take out the trash (thats not a question just advice for the guy). FLOWERS are a sweet gesture? I think anyone even wanting to fuck you in the first place is more than enough.

And a few more questions to ask: How close are you to your mom? Would she spit on her hand to groom your hair down still? Does she still talk to you in a baby voice? Do you talk to her once a month or every day? Does she say she's the only one that understands you? When you want a new toy is it really a new toy or an expensive new car or motorcycle? If a dude still let his mom do all that shit (or if she ever did it in the first place, there would be no toy issue. In fact, there would be no issue at all.

Do you still refer to everything you did in highschool like its happening now? Do you think a talent is learning how to drink from the boot full of beer? NO....YES.

If I could I would, If I wanted to I would learn, but I would rather not. FUCK YOU.

Have you ever had a grocery clerk that annoys you? The one that if you are purchasing a magazine she starts reading it or you're buying a movie & they are like "oh is that good? whats it about? and start reading the back of the movie? I just had a thought what if walmart sold porn & a guy buys porn & unknowing to this darn grocery clerk she's like it is it any good? How does it end? lmao sorry It's all right, just don't ever fucking do it again. Ever.

Couldn't help myself :) love these: Q: What's the difference between a gynecologist and a genealogist? A: A genealogist looks up the family tree, & a gynecologist looks up the family bush. Q: What do Disney World & VIAGRA have in common ? A: They both make you wait an hour for a five minute ride. HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!

Went for a 2 mile bike ride with Corey going for 3 miles today after work. What is funny is watching him say hi to everyone in the neighborhood as we ride by he is 28 going on 12. LOL my favorite he had his tongue out like a little kid riding up the sidewalk hahahaha. I heart him so! How cute! I love it when a man hangs his tongue out of his mouth. It's sort of Down's Syndromey.

Just did 1100 steps of uphill walking ughhhh. And I counted ever single torturing one. I'm sure the numbers were more tortured by you speaking their names that you were by stepping them.

Pondering of the day. Why is it when you grocery shop there is always that one darn person that has the cart taking up the whole aisle and is in front of the same ketchup you need but they take what feels like an hour to decide between squeezable heinz or the original bottle only to cart over to grab mustard???? Sounds like a set up.

My other thought of the day why when grocery shopping do I wish I had a hockey team fully padded that would do my shopping and knock the aisle takers down like bowling bowls. What the fuck are bowling bowls? I know there are bowling balls, but you can't knock down a sphere...and there are bowling pins, which would make more sense, but aren't mentioned at all. Surreal.

Then after my hockey team is done shopping for me I would reward them all with flowing champagne as if in victory lane :) Like in a car race? Did I miss something? What sport are we talking about here?

So today at walgreens I picked up my whitening gum (whitens your teeth 40% better) and the lady at the register was freaking out "my cash drawer won't close this is awful" so her co-worker says why what's wrong? So she replies "the roll of quarters is in the way" so the co-worker says move them to another bin. This lady says are you sure? I was told to keep quarters with quarters. All I can say is wow! My sentiments EXACTLY!

EPIC ART FAILS!

I've always said that "You can't teach talent, but you can teach skill". Apparently, you can teach neither. Below are just a few of my students' epic failures.

"Christmas Pals avec Octopus"

"Narwhale Sunburst"

"Surf's up in Giza"

"Haterade"

"Pregnant Alien Duck Finding The Key"

"I Don't Know What The Fuck I Just Drew"

"Stick Guy, Spot Sign"

"Environmental Fail"

"Angry Cat"

"Viking Killing His Final Foe...The Sun"

This is actually a mural that some girl wanted to paint in my classroom. I think NOT.

"The Picklejar"

THE LUGE...

Simulation

I decided to blog about the luge. Not the luge you may be thinking of, but a wetter, cleansing luge, without the bulkiness of an actual luge to hinder...and in my bathroom. Oh yeah, there isn't a track either.

I'm a huge fan of showering, and hopefully you are, too. Occasionally I take inventory of what's stashed in there, and lucky you, today was one of those days. Here's what I currently have on stock:

1. 4 bottles of shampoo
2. 5 bottles of conditioner
3. 1 bar of Ivory soap (which I brought home from work after soaping car windows in the teachers parking lot a couple of weeks ago)
4. A bar of chocolate soap
5. A bar of watermelon soap
6. A bar of "Jersey Girl" soap (which smells like a mix of clams, burnt hair and tuna fish...it's cool because it leaves a hint of orange spray tan on your skin after using it)
7. 2 jars of sugar scrub
8. 1 jar of salt scrub
9. 1 tube of apricot scrub
10. A bottle of Steel Artois

And I've just recently got into X-TREME shaving.

For All You Guys...

For all you guys who can't seem to get your goatee just right...

For All You Ladies...

This is for all you ladies out there who feel that their current feminine products are not enough work...
http://www.mooncup.co.uk/

I've Seen Way Too Much Of This

"Shame on you America: the only country where we have homeless without shelter, children going to bed without eating, elderly going without needed meds, and mentally ill without treatment - yet we have a benefit for the people of Haiti on 12 TV stations. 99% of people won't have the guts to copy and repost this."

I'm not coming down on anyone who has posted this garbage to their profiles on Facebook, but I do feel as if I should throw down my opinion in a forum (my forum), where not everyone has to look at it. You don't have to view my blog if you don't want to. I'm writing this for myself, mainly, as I don't like to cause undo controversy.

This country was founded on the idea of volunteerism. If anyone out there has read (or at least listened in on) their Freshman year American History books, you will remember the American Revolution which began in Lexington, Massachusetts on April 19, 1775. This war, which was more than crucial to the formation of our country, was fought by a volunteer militia. Now just try and imagine what life would be like living under British rule. Not only would we be speaking like a bunch of Limeys, but we would probably be crippled a long-ass time ago under unreasonable taxation.

Speaking of unreasonable taxation, remember the Boston Tea Party? None of those guys were paid to dress up like Indians and float on Boston Harbor. They did it because they believed in the fact that all human beings deserve the right to live freely without the threat of oppression.

Oh yeah, speaking of oppression, I'm sure everyone is aware by this point that Haiti itself was once a French colony. When it was known as St. Dominigue, Haiti was one of the richest French colonies on the Carribbean, largely because of it's sugar production. French success on the backs of Haitian slaves. On August 14, 1791, the Haitian slave population rebelled. After over three decades of torture, lynchings and economic servitude, Haiti was finally made to pay the ultimate price. In 1825, Haiti paid the French 500,000 gold francs to gain it's independence and eventually the French bully left them alone. And by alone, I mean ALONE. Impovreshed to the point where they have still yet to recover. This is probably why Haiti did not have the means to build sound buildings, and provide their countrymen with a viable infrastructure. When that earthquake hit, nothing in Haiti could have remained standing. All because the French are a bunch of assholes.

Now, when you take all this information, and you sit for a quick hot minute to think about it, I suppose you could liken this situation to helping out the underdog. But who likes the underdog? In a country where there is more than enough money and influence to go around maybe three, four times, you have to think about the fact that most Americans make their own luck. When it comes to an act of God (or whatever your philosophies or beliefs may be), I feel a lot more deeply about the situation. But that's just me, and that's why they call it VOLUNTEERISM.

VOLUNTEERISM: the policy or practice of volunteering one's time or talents for charitable, educational, or other worthwhile activities, esp. in one's community.

DON'T DO IT IF YOU DON'T WANT TO. NOBODY IS FORCING THAT DOLLAR OUT OF YOUR HAND.

Hunting...Kind Of...

I'm looking for a 3rd job, and I just wanted to share a few of the gems that I've come across...I should probably be applying for some stuff, but this is much more fun.

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Spears, Roejuck & Co. Sales Associate

Location:
NJ

Features & Description
Sales Associate (100% Commissioned)
Responsible for selling and servicing customers. Must be willing and able to handle customer issues that may arise on the sales floor. The associate will spend all of their time on the sales floor within in one or more departments. This individual will maintain knowledge of products and use this knowledge to assist customers.

I think I might be able to do this...application SENT!

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Occupational Therapist - Care assignment in New Jersey
Title: Occupational Therapist
Location: New Jersey
Salary:
Online: Apply Today

Job Description:
Healthcare is looking for occupational therapists for a local acute care facility. The hospital is fully accredited by the Joint Commission and offers a full array of medical services including a 24-hour emergency department, ICU/CCU, maternity, neonatal intensive care unit, medical and surgical departments, same day surgery, transitional care unit, rehab center, and behavioral health.

Sound like fun to ME! I was kind of looking for a place that was accredited by the Bong Commission, but I'll take what I can get at this point...
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DATE	POSITION TITLE	JOB#
12/30/2009	New to travel Test the waters with this OT contract.	30301176

What the eff?
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Job Description

BUCK TREE IS A:

• Priceless Experience: A career with Buck Tree also comes with a lot of variety. It's a fun career that allows you to wear a different hat every day.
• Valuable Partner: We're all on the same team at Buck Tree. We're about people treating each other with respect, camaraderie and a sense of joint purpose.
• Career Growth Opportunity: If you have the drive and energy, a career with Buck Tree can take you just about anywhere you want to go.
• Place We Can All Profit: Why not have your cake and eat it too? Work for a great company and in return get a great benefits package that shows our appreciation.

Discover for yourself how far this BUCK can take you!

If I knew about this job 16 years ago, I would never have bothered going to college. A different hat every day? Wonder if they'd be cool with me wearing this one...

Are You Kidding Me?

I was rinsing off dishes to load the dishwasher, and I noticed that the hot water wasn't getting hot. In fact, it was colder than my soul. I checked the bathroom water, because somehow, that made sense to me. Nothing. Cold. Well, I supposed that my hot water heater was to blame, perhaps the pilot light went out (I don't even know if it has one). I'm not a plumbing mastermind, but I figured I'd go down into the basement to see what was up anyhow. Now, I haven't been down in my basement in about 5 years or so, as it's a Yankee basement, and it gives me the creeps. For all of you who don't know what a Yankee basement is, it's basically a big hole dug out from under the house after the house was built. Dude, a family of 6 could have been living down there, but I figured I'd chance my arm and check it out. I got down the steps, opened the door, and was welcomed by 5 inches of freakin' water. There were floating golf shoes, a 2"x4" that had drifted toward the door (probably trying to escape the Civil War ghosts haunting the place), and various other buoyant debris. All I could think was "are you kidding me? Are you friggin' kidding me? Are you fucking kidding me?"...nobody answered, so I suppose nobody was kidding me. So Happy New Year! No hot water. Karma baby, it's a bitch.

In Hunt of The Illusive Diversity Buffet...

Every weekday, like most of you, I go to work. On my way to work, I pass many establishments of the eating variety, but none quite like the "Diversity Buffet". From what I understand, the "Diversity Buffet" used to be one of those "Old Country Buffets", but with the hard economic times, I suppose they decided to pack up and ship out. The location isn't the greatest, as it's located in the Seacourt Pavillion, where businesses often flourish and fail in a matter of a year or so. Good move for OCB, bad move for the "Diversity Buffet". As I pass this spot on my way to Hell every morning, I often wonder, "Why call it the Diversity Buffet? Were all other names in the universe already taken?". God, I wish I was a fly on the wall during that think tank. It sounds like a pornographer's euphemism for a multi-cultural orgy. They probably would have come up with something better using a magnetic refrigerator poetry set.

So now the adventure begins. I packed the kids up in the car, and told them that we were going out to eat. Of course they asked me where we were going, but I wanted to keep it a surprise. We rolled in to Seacourt Pavillion, and my son exclaimed, "Diversity Buffet! Sounds diverse...". I think he said what we all were thinking. We exited the car, and looked for the entrance. Now it appears that the "Diversity Buffet" is upstairs at Seacourt (I've NEVER heard of ANYTHING being upstairs at Seacourt), so we looked around for the door. Now I have to tell you that I've done a lot of crazy and impulsive things in my life, but the idea of actually eating at this place made me extremely uneasy. I assumed that they might have a salad bar, and that might be a safe bet, but the thought of the likelyhood of getting Salmanilla was too much for me to bear. Anyway, back to the door. We searched around, finding a door to a closed down body wrap place, and an empty store next to it (I don't know what it was), but no entryway into the "Diversity Buffet". We were out of luck (or full of luck, depending on your perspective). So we went to the liquor store for some Stella and to say "Hey" to the ping pong chick, and home for a delightful dinner of hotdogs, buns and a side of ketchup. That is three of the 5 food groups, right?

Ping-Pong-Ding-Dong

Here's a little story that demonstrates my lack of coordination, or "akward grace", as I like to call it. I mean, I've always played sports and things like that, and I'm awesome at the tight-rope walk on the Wii Fit, but when it comes to practical movement and spacial awareness, I suck. Badly.

I arrived at the liquor store on Christmas Day for some last minute gifts for my friend Chrissie and my brother's...well...whateversheis, Dara. So after looking for a couple nice bottles of roijas (apparently the don't carry it), I decided on some Blueberry Champagne made by a local winery. I brought it up to the counter, and asked the checkout girl if she could wrap them, as I had no time for that business. Actually, they're lucky that they didn't receive the bottles wrapped hobo-style in a paper bag. So I paid for these items, and gave the girl $5.00 for slipping them into mylar bags wrapped at the neck with a ribbon. I'm sweet, I know, it was Christmas. As I proceeded to walk out the door, I apparently did not notice the jar full of Ping Pong balls. In my ignorance, I brushed by them, knocking EVERY SINGLE BALL into the floor. It was really cool to see all those balls bouncing across the counter and down the aisles, almost like some sort of bastardized Christmas Miracle. The checkout girl came running from behind the counter and started chasing after them and picking them up. Then the line queuing up for their purchases got involved, and of course, so did I. It was like TEAMWORK! Strangers were running all over the place, just trying to get their hands on my balls. They were handling my balls with great care, almost caressing them, and placing them back where they belonged. In the end, my balls were back in place. Of course, being the asshole that I am known to be, said to the girl, "I guess you earned that $5.00".

Cheers To Beers!

Christmas Day is a day for drinking. Well, a day for me to drink. Family get-togethers are so much more tolerable drunk than sober, so I figured it was prime time to get my drink on. I opened my mother's fridge, and low and behold I stumbled upon this...
Stella Artois...Reassuringly Expensive

Now, I'm not typically a beer drinker, but when it comes to Stella Artois, I'm a beer pounder. As I sat down to make love to my beer, I exclaimed, "Ah, the champagne of beers". That's when the needle on the record scratched across the album in my brother's mind. "That's not the slogan for Stella! That's Miller High Life!". Of course, I then had to look up the slogans for both, and (standing corrected), I continued to down my beer. Which brings me to today's post...
Beer Slogans. Obviously not all of them, just the ones that make me want to drink.

Boddingtons beer brand
Marketing slogan: Boddingtons. It's a bit gorgeous.

Carling beer
Advertising slogan: Carling. Spot On.

Rolling Rock Premium Beer
Advertising slogan: Rolling Rock. Free Flowing.

Samuel Adams beer brand
End line: Samuel Adams. America's World Class Beer.

Guinness Irish Stout
Advertising slogans: Out of the darkness comes light.
Guinness refreshes your spirit (USA campaign)
Believe (UK campaign)
The most natural thing in the world (in Ireland)
It's got to be Guinness (in Singapore)
Now enjoy Guinness anywhere (Australian campaign)
Good things come to those who wait.
Guinnless isn't good for you.
Guinness is Good for You

Carlton Midstrength beer
Advertising slogan: Stay a little longer.

Ballantine's Beer
Motto: When you see the three-ring-sign, ask the man for Ballantine.

Kronenbourg 1664 lager
Taglines: Sit. Savour. 1664.
1664. A Good Year for Beer.

Busch Beer
Advertising slogan: Busch Beer. Head for the mountains.

Schlitz Beer
Ad slogan: Schlitz. The beer that made Milwaukee famous.

Budweiser Beer
Slogans: Budweiser. True
When you say Budweiser, you've said it all.
For all you do, this Bud's for you.
The Genuine Article.
The King of Beers.
Where there's life, there's Bud.

Coors beer
Slogans: The Coldest Tasting Beer In The World (for Coors Light )
It won't slow you down (Light)
This is our Beer (Light)
Turn it loose!
Brewed with Pure Rocky Mountain Spring Water.
Note: Coors brewing water in Golden, Colo., begins high in the Rocky Mountains. It flows underground and is naturally filtered over beds of sand and gravel)

Courage Beer
Slogans: It's what your right arm's for.
Take Courage.

Double Diamond Beer
Taglines: I'm only here for the beer.
A Double Diamond works wonders.

Heineken beer
Slogans: A better beer deserves a better can.
It's all about the beer.
Lager Beer at its Best.
How refreshing! How Heineken!
Heineken refreshes the parts other beers cannot reach.

Greene King IPA beer
Advertising slogans: Greene King IPA. A tasty change from the usual.
Beer to Dine For.

Molson Canadian brand
Marketing slogans: It Starts Here.
I am Canadian.

Bud Light brand
Taglines: Fresh. Smooth. Real. It's all here.
Be yourself and make it a Bud Light.

Abbot Ale, Greene King's flagship brand
Slogans: Some things get better given longer.
Would you say no to another?

Miller Beer
Slogans: It's Miller time!
Good call (Miller Lite)
Tastes great, less filling (Lite)
Everything you always wanted in a beer. And less. (Lite)
If you've got the time, we've got the beer. Miller Beer.
The Champagne of Bottled Beers
No matter what what's-his-name says, I'm the prettiest and Lite's the greatest.

Old Milwaukee beer
Slogans: It Doesn't Get Any Better Than This!
Old Milwaukee. Taste as great as it's name.

Dos Equis Mexican beer
Slogans: Sooner or later you'll get it.
Let your tastes travel.

Carlsberg
Ad slogan: Carlsberg. Probably the best beer in the world.

Labatt Blue, the best selling Canadian beer brand
Taglines: A whole lot can happen, Out of the Blue.
If I wanted water, I would have asked for water.

St. Pauli Girl brand, Germany
Taglines: Germany's Fun-Loving Beer.
St. Pauli Girl. The Original Party Girl.
Put her on a pedestal, or a coaster (USA campaign)
You never forget your first girl.

Smirnoff Ice brand (alternative brewed using a malt base)
Advertising slogan: Smirnoff Ice. Intelligent Nightlife.

Newcastle Brown Ale brand
Slogans: Newcastle Brown Ale. The Other Side of Dark.
The One and Only.

Bass Ale brand
Slogans: Bass. A little bit of better.
Bass. Reach for Greatness.

Schaefer trademark
Advertising slogans: Our Hand Has Never Lost Its Skill.
Schaefer. America's Oldest Lager Beer.

Amstel brand
Advertising slogans: Taste life. Pure Filtered.
Amstel. Our beer.
Celebrate football (Note: Amstel - sponsor of the UEFA Champions League 1994 - 2004)
The beer drinker's light beer (Amstel light)

Michelob Ultra, a low-carbohydrate beer brand
Marketing slogan: Lose the carbs. Not the taste.

Michelob AmberBock beer
Tagline: Michelob AmberBock. Rich and Smooth.

Red Stripe Jamaican lager brand
Advertising slogan: It's BEER. Hooray beer!

Sagres beer, Portugal brand
Ad slogan: Sagres. Spot the difference (for dark beer)

Corona, Mexican brand
Advertising slogan: Corona. Miles Away From Ordinary

Harp Irish Lager brand
Marketing slogan: Harp puts out the fire

Stella Artois brand
Ad slogans: Looks ugly. Tastes great. (Stella Artois in a plastic bottle).
Stella Artois. Reassuringly expensive

Foster's, Australian brand
Taglines: He who thinks Australian, drinks Australian
Foster's. Australian for beer

Asgaard beer, German brand
Motto: Asgaard. Cheers to the Vikings!

Beck's, German brand
Slogans: Beck's. Life Beckons (USA campaign)
Life Beckons. Choose wisely. (Australian campaign)
Unmistakable German Craftsmanship (Great Britain campaign)

Carlton Cold, Australian brand
Advertising slogan: Nothing's as fresh as a Coldie

So there you have it...CHEERS!

A Useless Hunk Of Metal

Apparently, the newest fad these days is the Purity ring (AKA Chasity ring, Promise ring). It has bewildered me for quite some time, as I can't understand how a useless hunk of metal could possibly prevent an hormonal teenager from engaging in sweet, sweet lovemaking. I understand the whole "promise" bullshit, but why is there a need to put a price tag on virginity? Is the amount of flow designated for the purchase of the ring directly proportionate to the amount of sex acts (penetration excluded) that these kids engage in? I know my folks would have had to have shelled out quite a bit of cash in order for me to make a rediculous promise that would have been next to impossible to keep.

Don't get me wrong, I'm all for anything that would prevent Born Again Christians from procreating, in fact I would buy them ALL Purity rings, if I had the means. There's only one way that I could see the Purity ring working. Now bear with me here, and cover your eyes ears and mouths if you don't want to hear it...

I figure if you shoved about 40 Purity rings into a girls vaginal cavity, that might work...or a size 3 around a dudes precious knob...

"Oh Captain, My Captain"

I'm not one to be loyal to a particular brand, but when it comes to liquor, I tend to lean toward drink that I have some sort of familiarity with. Unfortunately, when I'm strapped for cash, brand loyalty goes out the proverbial window. Enter "Admiral Nelson" Spiced Rum. This is an obvious knock of...f of "Captain Morgan", and as you can see from the label, it bears a striking similarity to the latter. I'm no rum connoisseur, but I did experience a mighty difference between the "Admiral" and the "Captain". The two day hangover. Now I know I'm getting old, but I would hardly call myself a lightweight. Perhaps it was the Friday night blowout, followed by the continuous daytime drinking on Saturday. Who to say? But I do believe a call to action is in order. Admiral Nelson needs to be Court Marshaled.

THE FIRST DENT

THE FIRST DENT* in my grill is tardy and annoying assistants.
(*includes kiss-asses and former students, both exclusive and inclusive)

And before you do anything in your pitiful mediocre life...
Think of the following:

1. What is a real number?
2. Ask yourself, WWFD? (What Would Fitz Do?)
3. What the FUCK is a real number?

My will be done.