Age'z Flippin Blog

Trapped in A Balloon (the comentary iz the funniest part) What a moron!!

2007-07-09T01:39:00.000-04:00

Anger Management

2007-06-20T00:26:00.000-04:00

Anger Management

When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know.I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it.

A man answered, saying "Hello."I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?"Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f***ing number!" and the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude .

When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits.After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled "You're an asshole!" and hung up.

I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an asshole!" It always cheered me up.

When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi,this is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?"He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an asshole!" and hung up.

One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking Spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number. A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had is number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW asshole, too.

I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"He said, "Yes, it is." I asked, "Can you tell me where I can see it?" He said, "Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax. It's a yellow ranch, and the car's parked right out in front."

I asked, "What's your name?" He said, "My name is Don Hansen," I asked, "When's a good time to catch you, Don?" He said, "I'm home every evening after five."

I said, "Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"

He said, "Yes?"

I said, "Don, you're an asshole!"

Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.

Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.

Then I came up with an idea. I called asshole #1. He said, "Hello." I said, "You're an asshole!" (But I didn't hang up.) He asked, "Are you still there?" I said, "Yeah," He screamed, "Stop calling me," I said, "Make me," He asked, "Who are you?" I said, "My name is Don Hansen." He said, "Yeah? Where do you live?" I said, "Asshole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, a yellow ranch, I have a black Beamer parked in front." He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers." I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole," and hung up.

Then I called Asshole #2. He said, "Hello?" I said, "Hello, asshole," He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..." I said, "You'll what?" He exclaimed, "I'll kick your ass," I answered, "Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.

Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Oaktree Blvd. in Fairfax.

I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax. I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and surrounded by a news crew.

NOW I feel much better. Anger management really does work.

Just what I expected!

2007-06-18T22:36:00.000-04:00

You Are Whiskey

You're a tough drinker, and you take it like a man

That means no girly drinks for you - even if you are a girl

You prefer a cold, hard drink at the end of the day

Every day, in fact. And make that a few.

What Alcoholic Drink Are You?

Late for work and I don't know how to tie a tie....You Tube to the rescue!!!

2007-06-08T15:22:00.000-04:00

So I waz late for work at the Art Gallery and I had my PLEATED pants, dress shirt, and Tie dry cleaned and nicely layed out on the bed, since I waz late my tie waz untied, after be ing pre-tied from the day my dad gave it to me. I had to get this tie tied....and fast!! I tried calling my dad at home and work to tell me over the phone how to do it........no dice!!! I prayed to baby Jesus.............no dice, One chance left......I log onto You Tube............DICE!!!! here'z the VDO that saved the day......

A meeting with Dad.

2007-05-09T23:13:00.000-04:00

3 Months.....since i've seen my Dad. I've been so busy with work and gigz and stuff that I just can't seem to find the time to go home anymore. Today waz a different day though, he came to visit me after work, and I am super dee duper excited and stoked, but of course I don't show it, and I just play it cool when he arrivez. In hiz handz are some of my mail, and 2 "Jack Daniels holding containers", you'd have to see them to know what I'm talking about, but still he knows it's my favorite drink and I love the gift. Since my microwave is broken, and being the Dad that he iz and would rather fix it than take it back he bringz a screw driver to take it appart and see what the matter iz. Classic! Soon we are on our way to get dinner and a few drinks and he tells me about what haz been happening in hiz life since I've last seen him. Now my Dad iz a Hi-Fi nut, (Randy you know what I am talking about.) and az we eat dinner and down a couple beerz, like a kid in a candy store he tells me all about this new sound board he saw at a church conference a while back, he explains to me all the knobz, settingz, USB,Wireless, crazy controls and thingz you can do with this sound board that makes it so amazing hiz eyez light up like Christmas, then I tell him a bit about what I have been doing and my plans. We talk and talk and talk, about everything from the latest cars to women and he az alwayz givez me valuable advice about mine. (Thanks pop) Suddenly we start to talk about music......Uh Oh....better bring out my pad and pen to take notes, cuz when my dad talks about music, especialy Jazz music, that means school iz in session and I have to listen and make sure I'm up to date to keep up with him, I alwayz love it because he alwayz bringz out something new to tell me, and I am amazed that he knowz so much from so far back, I learned about 4 new playerz that I now have to go out and get just so I can try to beat him next time, but how can I? he'z the one teaching me. "sigh"! Anywayz after a few new tidbits of musical knowledge to digest, we get into some heavy talk, you know the kind, about Me and......well....future stuff, and just az alwayz, from when I waz 10 yrz old with my first crush and didn't know what to do about it, my dad doez the same thing when It comez to the subject of love.......he reaches out,..... sips hiz beer,..... looks away, nodz hiz head,... sayz.."MmHmm", and sips some more, all the while trying not to show any emotion az hiz eyez get kinda red, and changez the subject to something completely unrelated, I don't know if he'll ever talk about that kinda stuff too deeply with me, but you know what..... I FUCKIN LOVE IT, Cuz that's my Dad, Every time the same, and I don't want him to change, he'z the best, there'z no other. We order 2 more beerz finish our meal and head home, az he drops me off he makes sure I have everything, we touch fists, and give eachother a manly pat on the back. "Nuf Said". See ya next time dad, when we can find the time that iz.

Learn to play with your twanger and balls.

2007-04-23T19:30:00.000-04:00

Crazy Jamacian Tour Guide

2007-04-18T01:14:00.000-04:00

I miss my woman.....

2007-04-04T02:05:00.000-04:00

And she just left..........

2007-03-24T22:36:00.000-04:00

The bigger your drumz....The better drummer you are.....LOL

Cna yuo raed tihs?

2007-03-14T21:18:00.000-04:00

fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too
Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe can.

i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs forwrad it.

Why am I so Hyper after having a crappy day???

2007-02-27T00:58:00.000-05:00

maybe it's cuz I'm shoveling down Sugar Crisp Cereal at 1:03 in the morn!!!! YEAH SUGAR CRISP!!! sdnjsnvoiregfiererjfi!!!!$#$#$#$%#$%#$%##@#!*(&)(*&&%$HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!

Feelin pretty Poopy

2007-02-24T17:22:00.000-05:00

Hey Y'all, I'm not feelin the greatest today. When ever I get sick I alwayz get the same symptomz. I wake up with a sore throat and chills running up and down my spine, and into my brain. When I try to get up I am super dizzy, And I have to brace my hand on my knee to pick up my socks of the floor while shaking like a 95 yearold man all the way down and back up. Super wierd and super annoying. So I just sit in the dark drinking water and listening to some Philip Glass music. (one of my favorite composers) The nice thing iz that Kaelyn called me, and we chatted about life and stuff, and the other thing that made me smile iz that I found a pretty funny parody of the "Mac" commercials on Spiked Humor.com .

Check it out. Anywayz that's an update on me and my crappy wierd day.

L8er, Age!

New Drumsong......

2007-02-21T22:12:00.000-05:00

"Death To The Drum Machine" Check it out on myspace/adrianmcfarlane

Specialk Thanks to Randy for taking the time to record and mix.

Nothin to do, and all day to do it.

2007-02-14T17:02:00.000-05:00

Finally a good snow day, and because I hate staying inside and doing nothing, I'll go out and get something productive done. I pack up my laptop and head out, my only mode of transport iz the shoelace express and the snow iz past my shinz,.... ALL ABOARD!!!

My first stop iz the FRWY, a nice spot to start my day with a cup of coffee and some serious thought but I soon realize it iz Clozed. Crap! Alwell since I have my tax stuff with me I can at least do my tax stuff, so I stop in for a coffee at PAM'z coffee shop in Jackson Square which iz also where one of the guitarists from one of my bandz works, so we have a sit down and after a few calls confirm a practice time for Saturday at Tony's Jam House, Done! Ok onward to H&R Block and get something done............CLOSED!!!! Damnit! Well I didn't come all the way downtown for nothing, I'm gonna get some work done on my day off even if it kills me, at least I can go to the libraray (Yes that's right, I said library....) and do some sort of research on the buissness of music or read a drum magazine to get inspired and learn something......No Dice C.L.O.S.E.D!!!! It seemz to me that the whole city iz closed down even the Employment agency, where I go to find the millionz of various jobz I have had iz closed, and I even overhear that Centre and Eastgate Mall are closed because of the weather. I guess I'll have to go home.

Az I step in the door I kinda feel az if it waz a wasted morning cuz I didn't get to do anything productive. So I start checking E mailz in a desperate hope that I will not be subject to a lazy day doing nothing.

EUREKA!!!! YeaY, I found some work for me to do!!!! Some one haz contacted me about a show and needz informative detailz, so I spend quite a while getting info, responding, MSNing, phoning cutting and pasting, confirming, so that I can get this show together, I only take one break to go play VDO gamez with Josiah upstairz. But then it's back to work for me, no rest till I feel I have done something to make my day a productive one.

I seem to do this all the time to myself. I alwayz feel I have to do some kind of worky thing when I have nothing to do, cuz for me it's the difference between getting into the music buissness az a drummer, and failing at it. I just don't like to be lazy when I know that there iz something to be done Musicwise. And without Kaelyn here to..........um........(choosing wordz carefully) "Distrac...no.....*Spend Valuable Loving Time With*, I go even harder. (just kidding honey xoxo,
merry valentinez day!) Even az we speak I'm messaging people, E Mailing and making callz for various musical oppertunitiez for me and eating dinner at my desk. I even called Randy to get some info for a gig, then asked if I could come over to listen to the tracks I recoreded the other day and he said "not today, It's Valentinez Day Remamber?" Oh ya, a short slip of the memory, good thing I made that special delivery this morning on my way out. *wink, wink*

I can't beleive I can make myself so busy even when there'z nothing to do. I'm determined, never give it up, my love for music.

Anywayz, I gotta get back to work, I just thought of tonz of stuff to do that will keep up for hourz on end.....

The gig of a lifetime, the big gig.......just slipped out of my fingers..............FUCK!!!

2007-02-12T20:38:00.000-05:00

I just got a call from a guy who waz looking for a drummer for hiz cover band, we had e mailed back and forth once of 2wice, finally he calls me tellz me the deal, and that they play 4-5 nights a week, tour the whole east coast a few timez a year opening for some big namez, (Default, Headstones, Nickleback etc) you get the picture, They basically make their living doing this, making $500-$600 a week...EACH, az a cover band. And he soundz super cool, a crystal clear enthusiastic voice, a little older than me, about 29 yrz old, the rest of them are in their 30'z, but who carez az long az I get to do it for a living like I've alwayz dreamed my one and only wish since I waz a kid. One problem.......when looking at his phone number I see that it iz a "519" area code, SHIT!! He'z from Woodstock, I don't have a problem with Woodstock itself, but I Can't get there...... CUZ I DON'T HAVE A MOTHER FUCKIN CAR, DAMNIT!!!!! (let alone a licence to support me driving a motor vehicle.) I literally fell to my knees and wanted to throw the phone through the wall. He wanted me to be hiz drummer, totally enthusiastic and everything. I had it in my grasp, it waz mine. I would have gotten it, I can play anything..........ANYTHING!!! I don't even have a bicycle to pedal my little chicken legz all the way there.

In the end.....he said he'd keep me in mind............Booernz,...... Booernz indeed!!!

QUOTE OF THE DAY!!!!!

2007-02-10T00:57:00.000-05:00

Randy: So Age how's that band Ophelia Syndrome doing?

Me: Oh it 's goin pretty good.

Randy: Any gigz yet?

Me: Ya we have some coming up in a couple weeks.

Randy: Do you have anything I could listen to for the coffee house?

Me: Ya just go to the website, I'll send you the link.

Randy: Do they have alot of friendz?

Me: Oh no we haven't set up a "myspace account" yet.

Randy: *looks at me*...*starts laughing*,"No I mean friendz in real life".......

WELCOME TO THE TECHNOLOGICAL AGE FOLKS.

www.opheliasyndrome.com

2007-02-04T01:31:00.000-05:00

Random VDO

I think I'm just gona start posting VDO'z now.

2007-02-01T17:48:00.000-05:00

Mine and Chen'z new favortie love bug.

For more info on this cuddly, spikey,magot that live beneith the skin go to: http://ambergriscaye.com/pages/town/botfly.html

A televised beer bath

2007-01-31T17:47:00.000-05:00

I have started a few new jobs through a temp agency while I wait for my winningz from my claim to come in. One of the first jobs I did waz with a moving company, we moved theze old people from one appartment building to the one accross the street, it waz kind of annoying cuz I waz expecting them to move into a nice house or something, not just literally accross the street. So while ripping my already bulging muscles with the heavy lifting and carrying of unnecessarily awkward round couchez wraped in slippery plastic, the husband who iz 20 yrz older than hiz comparable hot wife, iz complaining about the TV. This guy loves hiz TV, here'z a bit of the convo I heard between the old couple while I waz setting up their bed....

Old Man: "Woman! Where'z the TV?"

Old Woman: "Ed, It's on the floor"

Old Man: "Well what's it doin there?"

Old Woman: "We don't need it yet, and it's gonna go in the den next to the piano"

Old Man: No, I want it in the bed room"

Old Woman: " Oh Ed, we don't need it in the bed room"

Old Man: "Well what are we gonna watch?"

Old Woman: " I swear sometimez you should have married that damn TV"

Old Man: " Pfff! I'll plug it in, hand me that chord"

Old Woman: What chord?"

Old Man: "The one in your hand"

Old Woman: "The long one?"

Old Man: " Oh for the love of........"

Eventually he got it all together and waz quite satisfied, then promptly told hiz wife to hand him the phone book so he could hook up some cable.

It waz a classic old people argument over nothing , so cute.

Then today I had a job at a recycling plant, where all I did waz basically take perfectly good 24'z of beer, wine and spirits, smashed them open and then threw then onto a convyrbelt for the bottlez to be recycled.

Beer, Vodka, Whine waz splashed all over me everytime I smashed open a case, and glass flew everywhere, luckly I had a protective shield over my face so az not to gauge out mine eyez . after that lovely task, I waz asked to wade through the foamy aftermath of alcohol that waz up to my shinz, look for glass, and shovel it out into a huge plastic dumpster.

Now I know It's not the most glamourus job in the world, but it'll have to do till my ship comes in. I know it will, it's just taken a while, that's all.

2007-01-26T14:50:00.000-05:00

I hope I'm not being replaced.....

Screwed over again.......But this time I'm gonna fightin back!!!!!

2007-01-19T00:21:00.000-05:00

Today Started out like any other day, go to my crap job to sell magazinez that I wouldn't even buy, to people in poor lower income housing projects that can barely affored to feed themselvez.

So I do a couple houses without any luck. After I finish my little street my boss pulls me aside and sayz he haz to talk to me about something, Ok I figured he'z gona give me some friendly advice or some selling tips. Instead I get a rude awakening and found out that I had been blaitantly lied to about my job.

When I applied for it, the advertisment said "$12/hr 40hrz a week-door to door salez". So I figured, ok this iz my last attempt at salez and if this doezn't work, No more salez jobz....EVER AGAIN I don't care how much they promise to pay me, cuz they try to get you with money.

HERE COME THE LIEZ......

#1. I started at $9.00/hr for a probationary period of 5 salez or 5 dayz. I thought, "ok, whatever I guess it's standard just to test me out. So I got 5 salez realitivley easily in under a week.
My boss sayz to me in the car az we drive home "great" " you'll be making $12.00/hr starting tommorrow". So I'm in a good mood and work for the next week in the confident knowledge that even if I have a shitty day or week where I don't make a single sale, I'm at least getting a decent hourly wage for my troublez and can still affored to live at........ "12.00/hr".......????

#2. Today (Thurzday) when my boss pullez me aside to talk he tellz me that I waz NEVER EVER making $12.00/hr, I waz making COMMISSION ONLY THE ENTIRE TIME!!!!! So, in other wordz, had I made no salez this week............I would have made no money either. I got visably angry and he tells me to grow up and face reality, noone makes salary in this salez buisness. And then just az I'm sure he'z done to tonz of other people, az if to soften the blow and stop him from getting a royal ass kickin right there in hiz very own car, he goez strait into talking about all the money I'm gonna be making with commission only, MONEY,MONEY,MONEY,MONEY, he even worked it out on paper for me, and I really did make more money doing comission only, but that's not the point, they lied to me strait to my face, like a little monkey I think I'm going around making an hourly wage while doing this job and salez are a bonus, but no, Not even close. And he said it in a sneaky way too, so noone else would hear, like it waz a big secret.....which it waz!!!

#3. I waz also under the impression that I waz going to get a nice paycheque EVERY WEEK. So on Wednezday I waz ready to get some money so I could pay some billz, rent, take The Woman out for a fancy dinner at McDonaldz......you know the usual. At the end of the day when I asked to get paid I waz told that they had just changed it to every 2 weeks, so I won't get a cent unil next Thurzday..........Again, I got pissed off.......he saw it,........ made some phone callz and the next day (today) handed me a portion of what I earned being about $130 cash out of his little brown wallet, all the while with a little giggle on hiz face az if he had shut me up for a bit. (remember this part happened before part 2.) So he/They still owe me money.

Anywayz to make a long story short......I'm taking it to the labour board. I just have to get some documentation from him first. and get the ad that I saw at the job bank.

I have never been taken advantage of so bad in my life, or lied to strait in my Fuckin face.

I'm just trying to pay my billz here and I gotta deal with this shit. I want to dedicate my life to music and am trying my best to do that with my life. I don't need theze hastlez.

I know it may seem like a small battle, But I would appreciate if anyone out there could pray for me az I try to do something about this. And any help or advice you could give iz very much appreciated.

I Vow never to do salez again, and Have learned a valuable lesson.

Thank you Kaelyn for letting me know I can actually do something about this, I love ya.

Work Sucks

2006-12-28T22:52:00.000-05:00

Ya I had a bad day at work today, No salez and too much crap I don't wanna think about clouding my mind so I couldn't concentrate and I'm pretty pissed. It haz inspired me to blog a little. I don't feel like talking to anyone. I'm not even answering my phone ( I'm actually getting a cal az we speak). I'm just gonna relax and drown the day away with some Dack Danielz and Slayer. Mmmmmmm, tastes so good!

I actualy used to do this alot till I met Kaelyn, she'z my little star. I didn't really have a person I could tell stuff to and that's why I started blogging just to get that out. Before her I would just go to my little hole on the wall bar downtown and have a few drinks with some friendz cuz I couldn't tell them my problemz or I would be a lame ass pussy. Anywayz I'm not going back down that road but It sure doez feel good right now. I can't even understand what I'm talking about. I'll just try to have a better day tomorow.

2006-11-13T23:30:00.000-05:00

CHECK OUT MY "MYSPACE" FOR MY LATEST CONCERTS! www.myspace.com/adrianmcfarlane

Good Day + Bad day = Cookiez from the Underground

2006-11-13T22:26:00.002-05:00

Hello! I woke up to day in the best mood. Tonz of energy, looking at the world with bright eyez, just a good overall feeling. I got to work no coffee but that's ok, I'm still fine and start to fool around and act like a goof to amuze the class az I do most morningz to get everyone awake. So my classmates and I are waiting in our little training podz to get our tests back that we had written last Friday. I get back my test and am shocked to see that the test that I waz so sure I aced waz a non-pass "Fail". ( Story of my life). Fuck! That pissed me right off and basically ruined the great day I waz having, and made me feel stupid az I looked through the test (that I now have to re-write), and realized that it waz only one page of the test with the good old familiar red X'z all over az far az the eye could see, (Memoriez of high school). And to top it off we have a new teacher, giving us database training on the new system. I pretty much tuned out and stewed in my anger which actually felt quite good for some reason. So after a hard day learing about rate codez for the COGECO Database, I stopped at the bar for a drink to take the edge off. Later on at home I made dinner, did some studying, took a break from studying after a good 20 - 30 mins, played some Hockey on PS2, and just az I'm up on the Ottawa Senators 11-2 in the 2nd period, I hear a little voice from behind me............"adrian????"......"Yes"....."want some cookies?" And az I turnaround and go up the stairs I see little Caleb Jonez with a plate of cookies he had made himself with hiz own little fingers just for me. Holy Crap, this waz the absolute highlight of my day, totally turning it around with something az simple az gingerbread from a kid who waz so proud that he baked them himself. ( I'm actualy eating them right now). *tear flick*.

A little while later after pounding the Senators 22-3, I get a call, it's my buddy Clayton, the guy who I got the Gig this Saturday from. I soon find out that we have another gig the same night exactly one hour later at The Underground. So az soon az we're done our set at Absinthe, we gotta pack up our gear realy quick and head up the street and around the corner to go play at The Underground. SWEET!!! I love it!!! Boo Yaa!!!! What a rush.

It's funny how theze kind of thingz can happen, I can't help but think that God had something to do with this, I alwayz think he doez, at least for me. he alwayz givez me something to smile about even on the most crap day, it alwayz turnz out alright.

I DID GET THE GIG!! or at least one ...

2006-11-12T15:30:00.000-05:00

ya so az it turns out The band I auditioned for need me after all, since the drummer they picked iz in jail for breaking hiz probation......I guess I'm the backup.......Give me a fucking break, Ya right, Moronz!! Anywayz, I'm playing the Hamilton Music Awards next weekend at Absinthe. I also started a MySpace page for myself, the link iz there for you. Check it out, and feel free to pimp me out to all your friendz who need a drummer.

L8er Age!

Wow.....I didn't get the gig.....?

2006-10-30T20:06:00.000-05:00

Well, izn't that a surprize, I waz asked to try out for a band who needed a drummer, so I did, it waz a good audition, but in the end they didn't chooze me.....hmmmm Interesting. It waz nice that Clayton (the guitarist who asked me) called me to let me know instead of an e mail or something. he said it came down to me and one other guy and the only reason he picked the other guy iz because he haz touring experience. Well I guess that's just the way it goez, I am a little surprized tho......wierd.

Stuff.......whatever.

2006-10-30T17:22:00.000-05:00

After work today I went to a surprize interview at another call center. I had heard other co-workerz talking about it and alot of them had left to go to this other, much better call centre, so I just decided to check it out, ripped jeanz and all (literally) and I pretty much just did an interview right there. So if I want the job I can start next Monday in training. I've never really quit one job for another before, I kind of feel I'm betraying my old job by going to one that's the same type but better in alot of wayz. So after I realized I pretty much have another job ready to go az soon az I leave my current one, I went down to the cafe'after work and had a chat with Randy and Big P, az usuall we talked about music almost the whole time, and It got me thinking about my possible music career. I mean I've played with lots of people before and I currently play in 2.5 bandz.

So I feel if I want to make a go of this I gotta get on it, I think I'm gonna start a myspace page, advertising my self az a drummer for sessionz and thingz and charge potencial clients for my servicez, not saying I'm leaving my current bandz but I like to be called upon for use of my skills. I know I can do it, the playing part izn't hard it's getting out there and having people need you that iz the difficult thing. But I just like the variety and It'll feel like I'm a working musician, even though I work hard enough when Johnny and I record for Rattlesnake Inn, (which iz going great by the way!!), and I have yet to hear back from some people who asked me to play for them. I just wanna stay busy in music that's all, and not be tied down to one thing, I gotta spread my wingz thant's why I'm thinking of a "Myspace" for Myself.

I also have alot of support from Kaelyn, she knowz I'm only gonna get busier az I go along and I love that she understandz that. (Thanx babe'!) I'm realizing very clearly that all theze thingz I do, weather switching a job, playing drumz. It all haz to sustain me az a person since I live on my own and want to do music az a carrer for the rest of my life, and I know people who do this and sustain themselvez, so it iz possible. but It's a wierd feeling knowing I'm gonna take some steps towardz it in one way or another.

Anywayz, just a few ramblingz of my mind.

Thanx for listening. Age!

"Jesus Christ Man!!!!"

2006-10-18T18:59:00.000-04:00

Almost everyday I walk home form work, and everyday I encounter some of the strangest people, some old, some young, some crazy, they offer me drugz, sex, ask for money or smokes, or just give me cut eye az I pass by all dresses up in my buissness attire after a hard day of lying to people.

But there's one man I have never been able to figure out.....I call him the Jesus Christ man, because almost everyday I pass him and with the biggest smile on his face and a bunch of tracks in hiz hand he shouts " Jesus Christ.......Acccept him into your heart, you know he lovez ya, don't be afraid, Jesus Christ Brother". Now, this iz kinda scary az it iz, but the thing that gets me most iz he doezn't fit the typical discription of a bible thumper. For example: There's the guy in Gore park who shouts a sermon through a megaphone every sunday morning, rain or shine and haz a few people try and rally up people passing by, There'z the 2 old ladiez and one old man that stand outside of Jackson square simply stamding still, holding the "Awake" and "Watchtower" magazines in some vain attempt thinking that people are gonna take one out of their "One foot in the grave, cold dead handz." It's like come on ladiez do a Jig or something, make me want that waste of paper excuse for a magazine. And then there'z the good old Mormonz....... the only elders that are too young to shave. They alwayz tag team ya 2 on 1, and talk about star babiez and junk. Your starting to get the picture right?

But this Jesus Christ man, doezn't look anything like theze people I've discribed. He'z not in a suit and tie, or holding magazinez, and he doezn't abush you when your not looking. He'z just a guy in a simple tee shirt and jeanz, probably late 30'z early 40'z, a little rough looking exterior, but definatly not bummy. Kinda looks like one of The Trailor Park Boys. I'm sure he works some blue collar job all day and comez home to hiz lonley little appartment with hiz stolen cable, a cold beer and hiz dog "blue". It actualy looks like he's on hiz way to the bar or the grocery store az he just walks aimlessly down the street preaching hiz message to anyone that will give in a 2 second glance.

I guess I'm just wondering what makes this guy do this? Other people I see trying to cram God down peoplez throughts do it in a big conveluted way, this guy just walks down the street in his simple Jeanz and tee shirt, in a simple way and doez the same thing getting the same work done for Jesus, just on a way smaller scale.

I don't know why I find this strange, but I do. I'm sure God iz pleased with hiz effort az he iz with all of us who do it in our own way.

anywayz, just a thought....L8er.

The importance of a .......Blog??

2006-10-16T00:28:00.000-04:00

So it waz a good time at the blogging party held at Big P'z house. It's funny becauze we were discussing how Blogging haz impacted our community, and it obviously haz done good and bad for example I find it interesting that Blogging and reading other peoplez blogz haz become such an important part of our daily livez that there could very well be people that feel leftout of this new and exciting trend because they don't know how to do it, or don't have access to the infinit world of the net, so they feel out of the loop or possibly "not cool" when it comez to blogging like it's a secret club or something. But it also haz positivez, like being able to check up on people you haven't seen in a while or starting conversations and diologue between people about a thought or oppinion someone had. It can bring us together or tear us appart.

Anywayz, that's not where I wanted to go with this....... The party even got geeky az we talked about different programz you could uze to blog and technical aspects and gadgts and gizmos you could uze to post picturez easier with Flickr or read recently updated blogz with Bloglinez so you don't have to waste time going to a blog itself to see what's new. There'z tonz of crap you can do now to just basically post yourself on the net and have people from all over the world or just your own backyard learn about you.

This makes me wonder what kind of thing did people in history do that waz trendy like blogging that would make them want to have a party for it or gathering just cuz they enjoy doing this seemingly useless activity constantly. I mean we could live without blogging but it can be come a seriously important part of someonez life or in my case the community I am in.

alwell.....most of this waz just blogging for blogging sake, so coment if you want, start a fight or discussion about it in my comment box or just skim through for a larf. I don't care it's my blog so I can write what I want in it......

L8er.

New beginningz.

2006-09-06T00:01:00.000-04:00

So I'm in my new place, it's pretty damn sweet! it only took me and my dad 2 trips in a van to bring everything down. I totally fend for myself, I like the feeling. I waz cleaning some stuff here the other day and I got a sence of pride cleaning it all up, making it nice you know. Anywayz just an update on the old blog that I hardly uze anymore, when I used to be a blogging whore, ( I only said that cuz it rhymez). so drop me a line if you wana come see it.

L8er, Age!

2006-08-22T16:41:00.000-04:00

I don't know what to blog about but I haven't blogged on a while......doez this count az a blog????>>>>>Doez that?---------->>>>>>

Lets hope not, or else we're all in a heap 'o' Trouble.

Why can't I just have it eazy??

2006-08-01T19:04:00.000-04:00

FUCKIN' SHIT! Yet again I have been screwed in the ass by the man and my own stupidity, Just when I had a nice eazy road to my new place downtown. It went from "A peice of cake" to "It's gonna be tight but I can squeeze through" to " Throwing me back 3 spacez, taking the cake, and mushing it in my face, and me having to dodge, duck, weave and run with pilez of cash to hide under my bed with a baseball bat near my door lest the man come and find me. It's like I'm well on my way to reaching my goal, and then someone for no reason puts a brick wall in front of the finish line and they come runing at me with slingz and arrowz and take everthing I have, so then I have to start all fucking over again. DAMN IT!!! It's happened to me so many timez I should be used to it by now. Same thing happened with school and that's why I don't go anymore. I Just want it to work the first time and not be thrown around az soon az I get close, and then learn an important lesson from it that could have possibly avoided the situation in the first place. Now I'm gonna go crawling on handz and kneez back to my family for help after I waz standing tall and felt so good for doing it myself and being a man.

"My dad will come to my rescue and give me the shirt of hiz back even though he'z colder than I am." Age.

Makin' an Effort'.....(what some guyz will do for a pretty face)

2006-07-21T17:08:00.000-04:00

So I'm sitting here in my room, listening to emo rock .......reading about midwifery.........after walking 30 minz up the street in the blistering heat, past every Mc Donaldz in the evil WallMart, Wendyz with their Bacon Mushroom Melt, Pizza Pizza, and Quizno'z Sub. Just get a Veggie Burger which haz no taste and cost $6.30, I think I'll go sleep under a tree and have a good cry tonite to cap it off. Why do I do it? Just cuz.......( what some guyz will do for a pretty face.......)

(p.s. If I start growing breasts and switch to light beer.....you'll know who to balme.)

QUOTE OF THE DAY!!!!!

2006-07-19T00:04:00.000-04:00

My Supervisor introducing me to the Quality Department: "Oh Hi, this iz Adrian one of our top producerz"

Quality Lady: "Hi nice to meet you"

My Supervisor: "He'z a drummer"

Quality Lady looking at me: "Oh.... I'm sorry to hear that."

Friday-Tuezday and the City of Childern!!

2006-07-10T21:13:00.000-04:00

So another great weekend iz in the books , I'll just Give a small Summary:

Friday: *To Tell you the truth I can't remember what I did on Friday besidez workin at the Cafe'.....that's kinda sad*

Saturday: Kaelyn came to my band practice and listened to me bash away at the drumz, I can't lie, I tried to show of a bit for her and I think it worked. Then I took a big step and met her Parents and Oma and Opa, I waz a bit nervous at first, but her Family waz so funny and cool, that I felt realy comfortable after a few minuetes, then after a Veggie burger and a"real" Burger for dinner we went to see Pirates of the Caribean: Dead Man's Chest, and might I say Holy Shit!! what a good movie, I would go see it 2wice in the theater, so If anyone wants to go, I'll go again with you, I Highly Highly recommend it.

Sunday: This waz the awsome end to a Perfect weekend, We went to "The Scene" Music Festival in St Catherinez. The entire Festival waz filled with Kidz 13-30, all roaming the streets, loitering, Littering, yelling, screaming, doing az they pleased and taking over the city, while Every band imaginable, form "Emo" to Death Metal Roared in the background out of the scattered barz along the street, turning St. Catherinez into the ultimate night party. Not a Parental Figure waz in sight form 1:00 in the noon, till 1:00 in the morn. It waz Hess x10.

And Now It's Monday, I half assed it at work, and now I am hangingout with one of my good buddiez Mr Jack Danielz in my room and we're playing VDO gamez because tommorow iz my Birthday (Tuezday) and I don't care cuz I'm not going to work....because it's my birthday. We'll see what kind of excitement ensuez az I turn 24yrz old for the first time in my life.....Merry Birthday to me.

A Jazzy/Sketchy Weekend

2006-07-02T22:20:00.000-04:00

I had a pretty good weekend this......weekend ....(huh?. w/a) Anywayz My little sister had her very first Recording session this weekend!!! *tear**boo hoo* (they grow up so fast), So we drop her off at a sketchy looking apartment in the King and Dufferin area of Downtown Toronto, and if you know Toronto at all, King and Dufferin izn't the nicest or safest place in the T.O. So I go into Tough Big Brother mode cuz she'z a little freaked out az I see some roughianz afoot. We go inside the building to her friendz appartment where she iz gonna be recording. Az we're walking down the piss/vomit smelling hallway after getting off the squeeky elevator that I am sure iz on it's last legz, I'm just getting ready to get shot or knifed down or something. The place looks like it waz gonna fall apart. We find the apartment and the guy openz the door, I give the usual stare down, (I'm a little over protective) my sencez tell me this chap iz alright, plus some of my sisterz friendz are there anywayz, so I leave her there and get out of that building az quick az I can only to be stopped by a crackhead in the hall asking me if I want a B.J.......I say no thanx..... and move on. (after living in Hamilton for 3 yrz it's not surprizing to me anymore). So I take the half broken elevator back down and my dad and I go checkout the Toronto Jazz Festival. It's so hard to find parking in downtown Toronto without paying, but after driving around for 20minz we find a spot under a tree. Me and my dad walk down to the festival, past some nice streets, ultra trendy streets, and streets where it seemz you can't park any car under $60,000 on their street.

The Jazzfest waz pretty sweet, we saw some heavy cats there man, I waz diggin em' and they were swingin', swingin' hard. We even went back the next day and went to a pub called "The Pilot" for some beerz and burgerz where we saw a pretty hip band play some tunez and some tippsy woman tried to hit on my dad, so he chatted her up a bit, just messin around it waz funny. (what a ladiez man, Go! Dad Go!)

After The Pilot we went to the main stage, and around downtown, listened to some more bandz, had some more Hotdogz, and my dad being himself quizzed me on the music being played and who played it, Just to see if I waz on my toez and knew my stuff. (he knowz so much, it's insane)
On the drive home, we had a nice chat, he gave me some important life advice, and I fell asleep. I love my dad, don't know what I'd do without him, I still have so much to learn from him.

Sunday after church in the morn' we went to pick up my sister at the "crackhead hotel", we listened to her demo, she still haz a few more tracks they want her to sing on, it actualy sounded awsome, I didn't think she could sound like that, me and my dad are really proud of her, especially me I think, She even wrote her own song.

So all in all a nice weekend with the Fam'. we may not have alot, but we have eachother and I guess that's enough.....I'm a lucky guy! (Sappy enough??) lol

2006-06-26T11:44:00.000-04:00

I had an awsome weekend with Kaelyn. We got up Sunday morning had a sort of breakfast, then just went walking around Hamilton, she draged me into different storez and we went for a beer, then we visited Jane, it waz just a good time together with no agenda. She really makes me happy....... and I like it.

Frustrated!!!!

2006-06-11T14:58:00.000-04:00

What a Frustrating day, I didn't get to jam with any of my bandz, I'm feeling a little anxious for some reason, I waited downtown for 2 hourz for my one band to show up, so I ate a hot dog from the cart, I even fed the birdz some of it ( I hope the like Ketchup), Then they started to attack me, Pigionz and thoze little brown birdz, I actualy had to move. Then I came home, can't find any good muzik to listen to, so I put on some Slayer just to stew in my anger, I figure I can get one beer in before church just to calm me down.......Fuck!, it won't open, not even with my shirt, My roommate triez to help me, No dice. Maybe this iz God trying to tell me that alcohol won't help me with this problem of a bad day......But do I listen to the big guy....NO!!! Instead I grab the Vice Grips and rip open the beer, Oh ya.....Feelin good now, It helped. Oh crap I gotta get down to the Cafe' to practice, see ya guyz L8er. Bye.

(Thank you John Labatt!!!)

NEW RATTLESNAKE INN PICS!!!

2006-05-31T18:22:00.000-04:00

Go to the Link>>>>> RATTLESNAKE INN

Thanx Krista, Fuckin' awsome.

Fuckin eh'!

2006-05-27T07:51:00.000-04:00

Listenin' to some Metal, Feelin Good!!!

So True!!!

2006-05-17T23:15:00.000-04:00

2006-05-14T13:45:00.000-04:00

This Iz only so I can get a pic in my little window, please disregard.......unless you think I'm good looking or something, then feel free to comment.

My Drug of choice.........

2006-05-09T23:55:00.000-04:00

Hey, so today I wazn't able to have a coffee cuz I waz late for work, so I waz antsy and sketchy all day, so when I got home I had a bit of a nap, then woke up, and waz jonezin' for a cup "black crack." (new phraze iz a work in progress), anywayz, az soon az I finished drinking it with no sugar or milk in it, I almost keeled over with satisfaction, I felt so good and at peace, I just had to have another cup........and so I did, I drink coffee like people smoke, if I'm hanging around and not doing anything or going for a walk to clear my head, I will grab a quick Timmy's, just for something to do, It doezn't even affect me anymore, I could drink a cup and go to bed, I like the taste of it in the morning, it lets me know that my day haz started. and If I'm in a fancy shmancy mood and can spend some doh, I'll go down to the cafe' and have a decent coffee'. Yes coffee, the drink that bindz us all, thank you Juan Valdez, you are a scollar and a poet.

Note: the drinking of coffee at 12 in the morn resulting in a blog to said drink, iz a clear indication that I am over tired, and insanity haz taken over, please do not let theze events pass false judgement on my demeanor and well being. thank you.

2006-05-07T10:46:00.000-04:00

Your results:
You are Superman

Superman		70%
Robin		70%
Spider-Man		55%
Wonder Woman		55%
The Flash		55%
Supergirl		50%
Catwoman		50%
Batman		40%
Iron Man		40%
Green Lantern		35%
Hulk		15%

You are mild-mannered, good,
strong and you love to help others.

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Full Of Joy!!

2006-05-07T00:20:00.000-04:00

So tonite I played with Monica Joy, at Krista'z Photo Gallery opening It waz flippin' awsome. Monica had alot of versitile stuff- Some strait ahead worship sounding stuff- A cool Triplet feeling one, where Mark and I kept the triplet feel, me on the ride and Mark on the D'jambe' at about, 120bpm and then I did Hi-Hat splashez on the up beat of 4, Natasha said she liked that one,-A cool tune where I played the hell out of the D'jambe' in a kind of African style (Monica told me she loved it)- And pretty heavy tune Called " Deny My Right" which I really enjoyed rocking out too, Even a wonky Jazzish tune that waz kinda silly, but just full of shots, I only kept rhythum with my right hand on every upbeat uzing the ride, there waz lots of space in that tune, so I just played in a silly fashion, swinging my arms around creating a cool rhythmic pattern. One of the things I love the most iz the compliments I got from people on my playing, I mean, I just kinda did it, no real effort waz required, It's all about feel, but it sounded like I played with Monica for yearz people said, but it waz only a few hourz of practice before hand. I tried not to get a big head about it. I alwayz seem to get complements on my playing when ever I play infront of new people, or with new people or anybody. Now I know I'm not some crazy stellar drummer, but I'm really not ashamed to say I'm pretty damn good, and can play with the best of em', It's what I do, case closed...... I just think over the yearz I have figured out what most musicianz want, a solid drummer, that will make THEM sound better, I even know what different genre'z require, and I throw in my own "Pazazz" where I see fit. It's not hard, every genre' haz a certain road and you just have to follow it, and every musician iz a different road sign telling you where to turn, and when to stop and the speed limit. My schooling and yearz of playing haz helpes too, I also don't just listen to one style, I listen to lots of stylez and make sure to LEARN and take away something from every thing I listen to. Groove iz the key I think, it's gotta flow and groove, like pudding, mean I could go out there and play off the beat, or in a different time signature, or do fancy shmancy stuff that would all be in time, But it would not be appropriate for the music, don't do something just cuz you can, it's gotta fit. And most importantly In respect for the person your playing with or for, alwayz treat every gig like a professional gig, weather your getting paid, $1000, or not a penny just a handshake and a free CD, Everone deservez your best effort. Your not the star, they are, you are accompanying THEM.......make THEM better than they are with YOUR playing. That's my moto, I am alwayz greatful when ever I get to play, weather It's every sunday evening at 6:00 or a person who needz a bit of rhythm, they get the whole package, Adrian McFarlane reporting for duty, you only get out of it what you put in. I'll alwayz have drumming with me, it's in my blood.! Thanx for the Gig Krista!!!

Friend-ship sailing away!!!

2006-05-04T23:37:00.000-04:00

Hmmm, where to begin?........My best friend/Bandmate->now just regular friend-> awkward tension you could cut with a knife person that livez in my house.
I heard some of Hiz bandz stuff today, while he waz playing it for my other Roommate Kaz, who he haz replaced me with. (what a fucker), I waz in the room listening too, but he didn't even agknowledge my presents, I could tell he didn't want me there cuz it waz just wierd, and he knowz that thoze are all mine and hiz songz that we made together over the yearz and until he makes something new, they alwayz will be, the damn drummer even playz all my parts.......it's wierd how a friendship can fall appart like an old shirt right at the seemz. The Band and the love of music and wanting to become rockstarz since grade 9 waz the only thing that held us together. People even refered to us az "Lenny and Carl" from the Simpsonz.......... Now we're complete strangerz, we pretty much ignore eachother at home, It's been so long since we've hungout, or I've been in hiz car for the ride home to Orangeville. No more talks, or moviez, or drinking bingez or seeing who can get the most chicks......or hiz bothersome asking me every question in the fucking world, about music, or what to wear, or school, just the stupid bullshit of everyday life.......it's all gone. There'z a big part of me that REALLY wantz to see him fail, noone really came to hiz recital at school, and he broke up with hiz bitch of a Girlfriend which iz actualy a good thing for him. He'z gonna finish school and go back to Orangeville for the rest of hiz life cuz he'z so afraid of change. He'z gonna leave the house for good in June, and I may never see him again. What the fuck iz he gonna do without me, and when he realizez that I'm not there anymore? Who'z gonna Clean up hiz puke while otherz are laughing at him for drinking too much? Whoz' gonna stick up for him and beat the shit out of any punk for him when he starts running hiz mouth after a night at the bar? Or listen to him when noone else will.... WHO? IT WAZ ME WHO DID ALL THOZE THINGZ......ME!!!!! He'z gonna walk out the front door and that's it, I may catch him IF I happen to be around at the time. I learned so much from that little dickhead, he pushed me to play thingz I thought I could never play, but he knew I could.......I don't know how he knew, but he did, I'm definatley a better musician cuz of him, he'z the only reason I went to college for music in the first place. How the Fuck am I not Good enough for Hiz band, the little shit! I'm Playing in 2 awsome bandz that are so happy to have me, and I play in with such ease, I haven't even begun to reach my max potential playing with Johnny And Elizabeth who I love playing with (Rattlesnake Inn).............I waz just sick of playing our old songz, and going nowhere with it. and hiz dominating attitude. I don't even want to salvage this relationship, we'll never talk about this cuz we're both to stupid, macho idiots, even tho he criez during the movie "I am Sam" wimp!, lol. This whole "saga" iz ending like a bad Relationship. I want it to end, I've never been good with feelingz and shit,........but maybe I'll give him a hug before he leavez me.........

QUOTE OF THE DAY!!!!!

2006-05-03T22:56:00.000-04:00

Anonymous:" Oh Adrian.....Why can't more men be like you, Cute, Funny and Honest?" (me with pouty puppy dog look on my face) Me: " I guess I'm just one of the luckey onez!........Can you shut my door on your way out, I gotta work in the morning, Thanx." lol. Good timez.

NEW RATTLESNAKE INN TUNEZ.!!!

2006-04-28T23:36:00.000-04:00

Hey guyz, Checkout the new Rattlesnake Inn tunes , just go to the Rattlesnake Inn link in my index. I play on "House Of Lost Innocence" and "Lord Have Mercy Bluez" . Check it out. There'z more to come.

2006-04-19T00:46:00.000-04:00

Farting Preacher, A Classic!!

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100 Thingz you NEED to know about Women!!!

2006-04-18T22:47:00.000-04:00

Hello again Friendz, It's the Ageman here with you again with more of The 100 Thingz you Need to Know about Women!! last time we were together we left off at # 61 and the hate mail iz piling up, Boy were they dooziez, and who iz this so called "Lorena Bobbit" you keep mentioning in your letterz with regardz to my manhood? Y'all are crazy....... So here we go with more.....

100 Thingz you Need to know about Women!!

60. Women Often cite manhandeling of breasts az the biggest faux pas!

59. "Wearing your hat and playing with it, or hitting it iz meanz we like you, why don't guyz understand that?" -Lauren 25

58. If there going to do it, most wivez cheat between the agez of 18 and 29

57. Women think they're better driverz than they think they are. Don't point this out ro she'll freakout and crash.

56. Women ingest about half the lipstick they apply, which meanz they eat about 1 to 3 sticks per year.

55. the beast looking women often possess the least confidence.

54. A woman might say she just wants sex, but sleep with her for a while and she'll change her tune. " I've known so many women who think they can pull this off, but they end up developing feelingz fir the guy" -Evie 22

53. According to the American Association of Facial Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery, Angelina Jolie'z lips were the most requested feature among female patients in 2004.

52. Despite alwayz complementing another woman'z short haircut, she secretly celebrates having one less competitor, since men prefer women with long hair.

51. Don't call her "cute", In her mind it's the same az "not vomit inducing" . "sexy" Ok, "Hot" Yes, "Fucking Awsome" Only if she'z slightly buzzed.

50. Women often buy shoez a size or two small because they're in denial about the size of their feet.

49. They drean about one day peing in a urinal.

48. Women know where they stand looks-wise, but worry about being cool, about which they are unsure.

47. According to the U.S. bureau of statistics, 23% of 18-34 year old women live with their parents.

46. Women wat to talk dirty, but they are afraid you won't respect them in the morning, Reassure her that letting go in the bedroom doezn't make her less classy and she'll probably go wild.......A bottle of Jagermeister helps.

45. 23% of this magazinez readerz are women.

44. A psycho jelous woman will do anything to keep her man, So take advantage.

43. about 40% of women still call their father Daddy.

42. The only way girlz who don't know eachother can start a convorsation and signal that they are nonthreatening iz to compliment one another'z shoez, clothez, hair, or jewlery. To become BFF, A common enemy iz needed.

41. If she suddenly cuts her hair short, it meanz she no longer carez what you think of her, but that doezn't mean she doezn't care about someone elses oppinion.

Wow, that's alot of info to take in, But I'm doing this for the greater good of MANkind. Well the mousetrap- like mind of a woman iz one that snaps at any second without reason or warning, I'm just trying to help a brotha out. Till next time......ta! ta!

WACKBARDZ!!!

2006-04-13T04:10:00.000-04:00

Fuck! it's 4 in the morn', Roomate brought chicks over again, He'z a very generous guy, Thanx for sharing buddy, lol, I've had 5 beerz and I can't sleep, why doez Coffee put me to sleep, but Beer keeps me awake? Wishing for the old dayz, I waz never a good person, but I'm giving it a shot, How am I doing so far? I kinda like the change in me, if any, I Need some Jack Danielz and Pantera, whatever. Rant. L8er.

100 Thingz you NEED to know about Women!!!

2006-04-11T21:00:00.000-04:00

Welcome, Welcome, It's the Ageman here with you once again, az we countdown the "100 Thingz You Need To Know About Women." We've gone all the way down to 71 and now here'z 10 more.

70. Unless they're lesbianz she won't approve of you hanging out with other girlz. Even if they're ugly. And really, even if they're lesbianz.

69. If You have something to hide, she'll find it.

68. Eighty-Five: The number of males per 100 femalez in Gary Indiana, lowest male to female ratio of any city with a population of 100,000 plus. The highest male to female ratio iz Salinas California: 114 for every 100 femalez.

67. Kiss her before 2 dates have gone by or you'll be "friended"

66. They can't live without tension, Every once in a while she'z gona pick a fight with you for no reason. Accept it az a running inevitable theme and your relationship will make alot more sense.

65. Most painless way to end an argument: let her win.

64. An online dating service found that a woman'z ideal man haz brown hair an blue eyez.

63. In the U.S., 21 percent of women agez 18 to 59 hold out for the honeymoon.

62. A British study claimz that a woman'z chancez of getting married drop by 40 percent for every 16 point raise in her I.Q. The same I.Q for a man boosted hiz chancez by 35 percent.

61. When a wonam tellz you her problemz, she doezn't want you to offer solutionz.

Well there you have it folks, more tidbits to help you get to her tidbits, Tune in next time az we try to unlock the rubics cube like mind that iz woman. Till next time.....ta! ta!

100 Thingz you NEED to know about Women!!!

2006-04-04T01:12:00.000-04:00

Hey Gang! Ageman here with you once again to show you the in'z and out's of women, So if your just joining us we've been counting down the 100 thingz you NEED to know about women. We've done 100-81 so far and man are they golden, ive even been slapped in the street for this, but all for a good cause my brotha, I'm fighin the good fight, yes sir and it's quite a battle. So lets continue on our journey to find out the complex 3D Puzzle that iz Woman. Hang on for the ride cuz here we go.

80. If women have an excuse to take a pill they will take it.

79. Never trust a woman who gives you the best blowjob you ever had.

78. "I hate it when my boyfriend iz all sweaty and triez to lie down on top of me or cuddle after we've had sex......wait 5 minutes." Erin-21

77. The Average Woman kisses 79 men before getting married.

76. She hates your XBOX or PS2 more than she lets on, blow her off for some gaming and she'll stop wasting time on a dork like you.

75. Women who are obsessed with their dogz also like to kep their men on a short leash.

74. " Girlz who buy their men lap dancez are kidding themselvez, They are trying to keep him happy with some controlled freedom." Suzy-31

73. Over the course of her life, a woman will uze 10 men for every one she lovez. If you helped her with her car or helped her move and didn't get laid, your one of the 10.

72. During emergenciez, women are likely to remain calmer than men. Though it should be noted that inventing minor crises on a weekly basis givez them more practice.

71. " Women grow hair in a lot of the same placez that men do- lower abdomen,nipplez- we just get rid of them." Katie-26

Hmmmm, You forgot about the upper lip, sometimez they for get about that area.....Ouch, ZING!!, Anywayz that's our time friendz, we've learned alot so far, and there'z more to come in our count down, az we explore the complicated, fine print with detailed instructionz that comez with not enough screwz, that iz woman. Till next time.....ta ta!

100 Thingz you NEED to know about Women!!!

2006-03-31T02:08:00.000-05:00

Hello Again Friendz, It's the Ageman here with you for another segment of 100 Thingz You Need to know about Women. Were counting down from 100 to unlock the mind that iz woman. We left off at number 91 lastime and a fan of mine thought they were pretty hilarious, Yes the truth can be funny sometimez, but also dangerous when caution iz thrown to the wind like so many young men have experienced out there with women, It can be a messy sight my friendz, a messy sight.

So Lets continue our countdown Starting at # 90.

90. Just started dating?, Women want you to drive, even if it's their car.

89. A Girl would prefer to get a $100 gift from Tiffany & Co. than a $500 gift from Fortunoff. Why? Because her friendz will ask where she got it.

88. " If I give you my number on Friday, Tuezday and Wednezday are your best bets to score a date. Monday iz too desperate, Thursday iz too late." -Claire 27

87. Your female coworkerz are with the fact that on average women receive less pay than male counterparts,.......and the fact that they work less overtime and get pregnant iz irrelivant to the discussion.

86. Laying a towel over a wet spot iz like putting your jacket over a mud puddle for her, you noble bastard.

85. A recent study reveal that natural blondez could be extinct in 200 yearz, so unless hse'z Norwegian, her towhead could be bottled.

84. Sixteen percent of American men have been with a prostitute, scientific proof that most women are decent in bed.

83. Women alwayz want to beleive what your saying iz true.

82. Whant do women really want in bed? More balnkets. They get colder than men.

81. A Threesome iz NOT about you; it's about the two girlz. If your lucky enough to score one with your girlfriend or wife, enjoy sex with the other girl because it's a good chance it'll end the relationship.

Well folks there you have it, another 10 little lessonz to put on your back pocket. I hope I've helped some wandering souls tonite, so join us next time when we count down 10 more in an effort to unlock the mind that iz woman.......ta ta!

100 Thingz you NEED to know about Women!!!

2006-03-28T22:40:00.000-05:00

Hello Friendz! Welcome to our first installment of 100 thingz you need to know about women az told by women themselvez and the writerz of Maxim Magazine for men. This iz a very in depth detailed list of situationz and circumstances that women go through, and put us men through unessassarily and without rhyme or reason and will be published in 10 installments over the course of 10 dayz counting down from 100......so without further edue' lets begin' Please use Responsibly

100 THINGZ YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT WOMEN!

100. Women enjoy having something wrong with them, like a headache or cramping or something. Remember: no matter how bad it gets, she'z still gona outlive you.

99. Most women will not have sex for the first time with a guy unless their legz are shaved. If your date shows up and you spot stubble, she'z trying to keep herself in line.

98. No matter how much she reassures you, if you can't get a hard-on she assumes your not attracted to her.

97. Beware of your girlfriendz single party friend or gay bud. They want her to be single with them and will encourage any bad behaviour az often az possible.

96. Jewlery! Now you know what to get her for a last minute gift.

95. The sight of you in your socks and underwear iz the biggest turnoff in the world.

94. NEVER trust a girl who haz no girlfriendz. She doezn't get along with other women because she'z either bat-shit crazy, or just plain mean.

93. Girls who say " I love sports" are lying, Girls who ask what time the game iz on, without specifying which one they are talking about, are not.

92. A random hookup iz more likely to result in pregnancy , because a woman have more sex when she'z most fertile.

91. She still haz the love letterz and cardz from past boyfriendz.

Well I hope you enjoyed that everybody, join us next time when we'll count down 10 more, az we struggle to unlock the womanly mind. Till next time.....ta! ta! (fade to black.......and we're out, roll credits)

I've become a regular telephone tough guy!

2006-03-26T00:55:00.000-05:00

Ya, so I have been doing this telemarketing thing for a bit now, it's ok and I'm progresively making more salez each time. My least favorite people to talk to are Southern State Americanz, they talk too darn slow, and you have to retard your speech "so'z they can understand what ya'll iz sayin' "A HYUCK"!! And my absolute favorite to talk to are hardcore New Yorkerz, cuz they are hard to sell to, but tonz of fun to mess with, they act so tough on the phone,and when I don't give up, they actualy start to threaten me cuz usually there wife or some woman iz the Primary card holder, but they want me to talk to them, and I just tell them that I can't, and to stop being a tough new yorker a put the proper card holder on the phone please sir. It's really funny, they get sooooo angry, and I just piss them off to make myself feel better and it alwayz works and makes me laugh. Basicaly I go with the attitude that, if your not gonna buy what I have then I'm just gonna piss you right off over the phone so at least I get something out of it. I even call back to bagger them.

The bad newz iz after 2 weeks of doing this I have partialy lost my voice, which Natasha thinks iz funny, she often takes pleasure in my misfourtune, but whatever. An old lady that I called even told me to take Ni-Quill in the night for it, and Day-Quill in the day, with a spot of honey tea. It waz pretty cute.......she didn't buy from me tho.

anywayz this iz just a ranting update to keep my blog going.

P.S. This iz just a shoutout to Abby cuz she misses me so much from not being at the cafe' everyday.......Hi Abby howz it goin'?

Evalz...............

2006-03-17T12:06:00.000-05:00

Laughs from Employee Performance Evaluations============================================For everyone who has ever had an evaluation - just remember, it couldhave been worse. These are actual quotes taken from federal governmentemployee performance evaluations.

1. "Since my last report, this employee has reached rock-bottom and hasstarted to dig."

2. "I would not allow this employee to breed."

3. "This employee is really not so much of a has-been, but more of adefinite won't be."

4. "Works well when under constant supervision and cornered like a ratin a trap."

5. "When he opens his mouth, it seems that it is only to change feet."

6. "This young lady has delusions of adequacy."

7. "He sets low personal standards and then consistently fails toachieve them."

8. "This employee is depriving a village somewhere of an idiot."

9. "This employee should go far, and the sooner he starts the better."

10. "Got a full 6-pack, but lacks the plastic thingy to hold it alltogether."

11. "A gross ignoramus - 144 times worse than an ordinary ignoramus."

12. "He doesn't have ulcers, but he's a carrier."

14. "I would like to go hunting with him sometime."

15. "He's been working with glue too much."

16. "He would argue with a signpost."

17. "He brings a lot of joy whenever he leaves the room."

18. "When his IQ reaches 50, he should sell."

19. "If you see two people talking and one looks bored, he's the otherone."

20. "A photographic memory but with the lens cover glued on."

21. "A prime candidate for natural de-selection."

22. "Donated his brain to science before he was done using it."

23. "Gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train isn'tcoming."

24. "He's got two brains cells, one is lost and the other is out lookingfor it."

25. "If he were any more stupid, he'd have to be watered twice a week."

26. "If you give him a penny for his thoughts, you'd get change."

27. "If you stand close enough to him, you can hear the ocean."

28. "It's hard to believe he beat out 1,000,000 other sperm."

29. "One neuron short of a synapse."

30. "Some drink from the fountain of knowledge; he only gargled."

31. "Takes him 2 hours to watch 60-minutes."

32. "The wheel is turning, but the hamster is dead.

Fancy Shmancy!!!

2006-03-13T21:27:00.000-05:00

So today I traded in my ball cap and pre-worn jeanz, for a comb and a sharp pair of slacks, complete with 3 pre-tied tiez from my father and one untied tie to practice on. I headed downtown on the bus to my first training session az a telemarketer promoting The Discover credit card. They take it pretty seriously, it's all office like in there, with cubicalz az far az the eye can see, and headsets and computerz, and paper everywhere, and coffee. Looks like a room full of buisness class rejects. And the chicks?...........Oh MY GOD!!!!!! SHMOKIN" After the powepoint presentation and filling out of formz, we went on a tour of where we would be working, and with all the headz poping up from behind the cubicals to see who the rookiez were, it felt like that "Whack- a- Mole" game at the carnival, I even overheard a guy talking to hiz buddy about how much money he waz making doing this job, but I also liked the atmosphere it created, very official and important feeling, in a big building, right in the heart of Hamilton downtown core. At the end of the day of training, az I walked out of the building, night had fallen, and with all the lights of the other big important looking buildingz around me I got a bit of an ego boost, cuz I waz comming out of a big building too, in buisness attire and a bounce in my step, all I needed waz a suit case like I alwayz see my dad carry when he goez to work. Ya I waz feeling pretty damn good and my ego waz getting pretty big, that iz until I went to the bank and checked my balance of $1.15 and realized I'd be taking the stairz up and down the mountain the rest of the week. lol, it even started to rain pretty bad on me az I walked home, I guess that waz God chopping me down a few pegz for getting a big head......what a guy. But I think it's gonna be ok for a bit even while I look for a different job. Even though the fancy clothez actualy start to feel comfortable after a while, the drumsticks will still alwayz be in the back pocket.....*wink*

(old negro voice) I gots me a job......a real, live job.......

2006-03-09T17:49:00.000-05:00

Dang! I gots a job ya'll, just like them white folks on the TeeVee. It's part time for now, but I'll be a full time em.plo.yee, after 3 months o' trainin', and all I do all day iz talk to people on the telephonic and have them scream into my eardrumz for selling them some crap they don't need. I can't right wait to get started......In fact I'm gina sing a little ditty in celebration, you can sing along if you know the wordz.

"OOOHHHH.................Gonna........get me a shot gun and kill all the whiteyz I seeeeeeeeeeeeee.......Gonna get me a shotgun and kill all the whiteyz I seeeeeeeeeeeeeee, gonna kill all the whiteyz with the shotgun I get me, gonna get me a shotgun and kill all the whiteyz I seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!eeeeeeeeeee.

Store Warz!!!

2006-03-08T23:20:00.000-05:00

http://www.storewars.org/flash/index.html

Some people Just drive too fast!!!

2006-03-02T20:19:00.000-05:00

Some people just drive to fast!!!!

2006-03-02T19:26:00.000-05:00

Bad Monkey.

2006-02-27T22:39:00.000-05:00

Left to right

1-Last night me and monkey hungout, we watched Scarface and drank beer, Monkey iz my good friend.

2-Then all of a sudden there waz a knock at the door and it waz Strawberry Shortcake who came for a visit...........YEAY!!!

3- Monkey made Strawberryshortcake have beer too,......... but monkey took advantage.

4-BAD MONKEY!!!!

When I get bored I just play with my monkey!!!

2006-02-27T22:18:00.000-05:00

So I waz totaly bored the other night, and I started to play with the monkey that Abby gave me, I waz making it dance to the music that I waz listening to, and I waz absolutley killing myself laughing, I mean rolling on the floor laughing az I made this minkey dance like a puppett. : The following iz a series of events that transpired az a result of lack of sleep and childish behaviour, Parental discresion iz advised.

"Behind bad luck, comez Good luck!" Thank you Mr. fortune cookie.

2006-02-26T00:00:00.000-05:00

What an awsome day, Shyite!!!!!, I woke up kinda late, 12:47 in the noon, (haha Natasha), I make a coffee without sugar cuz I have no money to replace the sugar that the ants took over.......So I log onto MSN with my crappy sugarless coffee and my dad signz in (yes he'z that cool, that he uses MSN at work) and he sendz me some shillingz over the internet.......Sweet!!! Then John Fieldz callz, " you up for doing some recording today?" "Ya sure" Sweet!!! So he picks me up and we go to this classic rock band cliche' looking garage, And 4 hourz later we have drum tracks to 3 songz down and I even put in some double kick in one of the heavier tunez (tastefully of course), Then we go back to hiz place, eat take out chineese (that's where I got the tille for this from), and listen to our work. WHAT????? How come in the 9 YEARZ I waz in my other band we couldn't get this far?, It's almost frustrating like i wasted all that time, I mean I know I didn't, I got alot of good experience, but then in one afternoon with John we pretty much have our demo done. It bogglez the mind, I am finally working with someone who knowz how to get the job done and I love it. Thanx John.....

Why such caring? Why?

2006-02-23T02:29:00.000-05:00

Wow, I don't get it, I've never experienced such genuine, authentic, no bullshit caring before, it wazn't just some empty kind wordz, or people listening to me just because I happened to be speaking, They were REALLY interested and wanted to know about my little life and the mini drama of me leaving my band, It waz an important topic to Pernell and everyone who heard it, and Pernell nicely tied in the discussion topic into it. He used my little life change to teach everyone else. Usualy I don't like to be the centre of attention, but I really needed that tonite, I really don't know how to explain how I am feeling about it.....I guess that iz what love iz, Wow,......Love....hmmm, it's intense, I've never experienced this before, I realize that people care about me, little old Adrian McFarlane, ME!!!!!, I want to live at the cafe' and literally sleep on the couchez, I can't get enough of it right now, God iz everywhere in there, hiz presence iz beaming all around The Freeway and it's people.....I never want to leave this church.......EVER EVER EVER!!!!!!!!!!

My influential drummerz.

2006-02-22T17:07:00.000-05:00

Theze are some of the drummerz that have influenced me and helped me create my own style:

Top right- bottom Left: Animal (muppettshow), Art Blakey(Jazz legend), Thomas Lang(Too pretty to be a drummer), Billy Cobham(Fusion Master), Buddy Rich(Best drummer to date that ever picked up the sticks), Vinnie Paul(Pantera/Damageplan), Gene Krupa( rivaled Buddy Rich in greatness), Dave Lombardo(Slayer/Fantomas/Apocoliptica), Mike Mannginni(Holdz the record for worldz fastest drummer, with 1,200 single strokes in 60 secondz), Lars Ulrich(Metallica), Virgil Donati(mad scientist of the drumz), Max Roach(Jazz Legend), Mike Portnoy(Dream Theater, and first guy who taught me that there are more time signaturez than just 4/4 and 3/4, eg: 16/8)

So true!

2006-02-22T01:56:00.000-05:00

I buy my own bread.

2006-02-21T17:35:00.000-05:00

What a change.....After alot of thought and talks and tearz, I left my band of 9 yearz, I had just lost the drive to play the music I waz playing with them, *sigh of relief* I just need something new, And there waz alot of tension you could cut with a knife, the real turning point waz when Rob said, "if we were holding auditionz for drummerz, you wouldn't make the cut" So I knew my time waz done, I feel like I just got divorced, Really. I mean we started this band together in grade 10, and we've seen and done alot together we even shared our bread till this morning, but it waz interfearing with my christisn life and my walk with God I mean the two lifestylez totaly were clashing, you can't go to the ripperz on Saturday and then Church on Sunday and act like everythingz fine, and It waz becoming a problem and like work for me and I didn't practice anymore, I waz falling out of love with the drumz. It pretty much came down to, God or my band. And God won. So I'm finaly free. *sigh of releif*, I still wish them the best of luck and will be there front row centre at every show. I still kinda have that resentfull feeling like saying, "good luck finding az good a drummer az I waz and have fun trying to teach him my parts, assholez", but it's not fair to them if I'm not puting everything in to it az I should.

So I am starting anew with John Fieldz, we are Recording this Saturday,and I can put my chops to something new which iz great and I'm excited to see what I can come up with on hiz tunez, also It would be cool to do something with Randy azwell, he'z got some pretty interesting stuff that iz fun and keeps me on my toez.

I love the feeling of not being chained down to one band, I can now play with whom ever I want, So If anyone knowz of any bandz, christian or other that needz a killer drummer let me know. I'm up for anything.

I still want to make a living playing drumz...............I just want God to be there too. :)

2006-02-21T00:21:00.000-05:00

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that frightens us. We ask ourselves ; who am to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous. Actualy, who are we not to be?

Nelson Mandela.

That's heavy, Fuck!

Adrian McFarlane.

Ant Tourture, 101.

2006-02-14T21:30:00.000-05:00

Ok, I'm back.......So my house haz an Ant problem, I don't know if it waz because of the fact that spring came in Janurary and then Janurary and Feburary teamed up on us and dumped snow all over the place, or if it waz the expired cereal in the cupboad and tried to eat it one night and had ants crawling all over my hand.................ewwww...........anywayz, me and my roommate got tired of theze ants and figured we'd teach them a little lesson, so at 3 in the morning we get a plan,.....you can do this at home too if you want, (british accent) "Fust you take your PVA Glue and slosh it all over your cahdboardboxcahd........<<<Just had to get that one outa the way) Ok,

1) grab a pair of plierz

2) find an unsuspecting ant

3) grasp ant between plierz, but don't squeeze too tight or else, ant guts will spray all over your face

4) watch ant squirm for 5-7minz, anymore and he gets tired and givez up and just liez there.

5) grab book of matchez or lighter, *WARNING: Ant may try and bite you, but it doezn't hurt too much

6) Burn off One feeler at a time JUST ONE!!! I know u eager beaverz get excited and want to ash that sucker, but that's not how it works...

7)Burn off FRONT LEFT and BACK RIGHT Legz

8) Now put ant on ground and watch him sidestep

9) Now for the Finale......

10) BURN HIZ HEAD CLEAN OFF, youcan actualy see hiz head jiggle az hiz brain boilz

11) Cackle a murderous cackle......MUAHAHAHAHA!!!!

HAPPY BLOGZ!!!!

2006-02-14T20:59:00.000-05:00

Ok, So I decided to add some happy blogz to my blogatory, cuz I waz looking at other peoplez and if this waz a Peter Pan movie, I would be the only one not flying,....ok...soooo....hmmmm..... Happy thoughs, Happy thoughts, HAPPY THOUGHTS...............................................Oh, I got it, ok, just a sec,....I gotta go sign out and start a new one j..just so it's an official new blog.....brb. hold on....

10 Firstses

2006-02-14T01:04:00.000-05:00

10 firsts...

1) First boyfriend/girlfriend: Colleen Gavell and Nicole St Piere, Grade 5
2) First best friend: Luck Forest, also my first band I started grade 7
3) First screen name: DRUMBEAST
4) First kiss: Nicole St, Piere, grade 2
5) First piercings: None just yet.
6) First Car: 1988 Jeep Cherokee, what a piece of crap.
7) First love: Love? Phh! Meh…Love iz fo’ sukaz yo!!
8) First stuffed animal: A classic teddy bear.
9) First tried a cigarette: when I waz 13
10) First failed class: when I waz 14, Damn grade 9 math!

9 lasts...

1) last cigarette: Never really got into it….
2) last alcoholic beverage: Friday Feb 10, good old JD, YEAH
3) last car ride: Car ride to work with my buddy Rob
4) last kiss: 2 weeks ago…..
5) last phone call: From my aunt, just to check up on me, and make sure I’m not dead
6) last cd played: Arch Enemy
7) last bubble bath: Never
8) last time you cried: Cry? Phh! I got a heart of stone here baby…
9) last "I love you": I love you? Haven’t uttered those sweet wordz in a long , long time, nor have they been uttered to me. *tear*

8 have you ever...

1) have you ever dated one of your best friends: Nope
2) have you ever skinny dipped: Nope
3) have you ever been on TV: Once.
4) have you ever kissed somebody and regretted it: Yup
5) have you ever had a sex dream about someone you knew: Yup, you know who u are…..
6) have you ever fallen in love: Meh….
7) have you ever lost someone you loved: Yes
8) have you ever been depressed: Yes

7 places you've been to...

1) Jamaica
2) New York
3) Indiana
4) Montreal
5) Nicaragua
6) St. John's, Newfoundland
7) Florida

6 things you've done today...

1) Woke up and didn’t have a coffee
2) Went to work
3) Taught a new student who waz late to her first lesson because she got arrested for shoplifting underwear from Walmart.
4) Had 3 coffeez at work
5) came home, and cooked dinner, a.k.a Macaroni spiralz
6) Got bitched out by some chick on the phone for missing our date. Crap!

5 favorite things in NO order:

1) Drumz, Muzik
2) Chicken, (yes because I’m black)
3) The Freeway
4) Chicks
5) Jack Danielz and beer

4 things you want to do before you die...

1) Travel around Europe
2) Get married.
3) Get famous with my band(z)
4) Have kidz

3 things you will do tomorrow:

1) SLEEP IN!!!
2) Teach kidz how play drumz
3) Go look for a Job

2 things you want to be (that you're not now)...

1) A better person.
2) More focused and looking ahead.

1 thing you are now

I don’t know……

pink lemomade

2006-02-13T19:13:00.000-05:00

So I'm at the bus stop waiting for the bus, and I see this man about 40yrz or so hanging around theze kidz in the bus shelter, I pay no attention, but then I notice he'z kinda stumbling,and laughing with the kidz, so obviously he'z drunk, and he'z giving the kidz booze too disguized az pink lemonade, but I saw him pour vodka in to it and so did the kidz, obviously the kidz thought he waz cool....... *EXPLITIVE DELETED*, *EXPLITIVE DELETED*, !@#%$!%!......*PHEW"
Theze kidz are about 14 or 15 yrz old, I hate to see this kinda crap, Why doezn't this guy know better, why can't God give me the strength to just beat the living snot outa this guy for being such a moron, idiot, !#%$*&^ dickhead!!! AHHHH!!!! DAMN!!! Then he even haz the nerve to go over to an old lady like a little child and ask her if she'z gonna call the cops on him, but she'z too frightened and just shakes her head no. He looks at me and waz about to come ask me the same question but one look at my face and he knew what I waz thinking....WHY the hell doez this happen?
So anywayz, the bus comes and the kidz go ahead of him and I go right behind him and the bottle of Vodka iz sticking out of hiz bag....GOD: Knock it out., I waz ready to go to town with this guy, even if he beats the crap outa me for smashing hiz bottle.........If Only for the kidz........ So I puposely bump into him, the bottle swayz a bit but fallz back in the bag......CRAP!! so I get on the crowded bus and he followz behind and sits at the back with the kidz, and keeps on giving them more but noone noticez cuz it just looks like pink lemonade, one of the kidz looks at me and she knowz I know, I just look at her strait in the face and shake my head, she triez to grin it off....The rest of the bus ride I waz wishing I could go back and knock that bottle out good and hard,..........I feel a sense of failure..... :(

........................................................................................

2006-02-09T02:16:00.000-05:00

I officialy have way too much time on my handz..........SOMEBODY GIVE ME A JOB!!!!!!!!

2006-02-09T02:09:00.000-05:00

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2006-02-07T03:03:00.000-05:00

Abby Monkey!

Not feelin' to Hot

2006-02-07T00:44:00.000-05:00

Hmmm.......Ever had one of thoze dayz where you wouldn't mind if a bus hit ya? I felt like that today.....
I don't even know If I wanna play drumz anymore, I hope this iz just a bad spell....kinda feelin a calling from God.....something about ministry or bible college.......I want a kick in the ass to figure out what God iz about.....dive in head first....get of the fence ya know? maybe doing something drastic iz the key....hmmmm....shit.

The Rockstar Dream......continuez.

2006-01-29T21:04:00.000-05:00

Ever since I've started playing the drumz, I've wanted to make it big, and be all famous and shit, ya know the old saying, Sex, Drugz, and Rock 'N' Roll! I've been playing drumz for 10-11, yrz now, and so far al it's ben iz Barz, Booze 'N' Boobz, (haha, I said boobz), Sometimez I loose the drive and just want to get a regular job behind a desk, with a sharp looking suit, and make lots of money, But my roommates say I look like a "fag" when I try to clean myself up, so I just shave from time to time. My band haz alot of history behind it, what with al our 6 hour practicez, song writing, breakups, memberz leaving, band fights, band rivalry fights, drummer rivalry fights, trouble on the road, wild sex partiez, and just good old fashioned fun with and without booze, we could seriously fill up an hour and a half to 2 hourz of Vh1 behind the music. Sometimez I feel cursed az a drummer, Not that I think I'm some prodigy, but I can honestly say I am pretty damn good, (confidence, not cockyness), Cuz Drumming iz all I really have, I'm no handyman, not a computer wiz, I can cook a mean chicken and burn toast, I don't clean bathroomz, or do the dishez alot, I'm not "manly" in thoze wayz, But.....I can play the drumz, make people laugh, be a listening ear, and an awsome friend. Drumming iz my only claim to fame, I have played with my own band, for 7- 8 yrz, played in tonz of worship bandz and been recomended for worship bandz, filled in for drummerz in other bandz (that's where the drummer rivalry fights come from), played in a jazz band or 2, Had sex JUST because I am a drummer, and to top it off, I teach drumz to little snot nose brats who think I am the greatest fuckin person they gave ever met and then go and ask there mom if I can come over for supper! What the hell?......I'M JUST A DAMN DRUMMER!!! .....my question iz this, what could God possibly want with a guy like me, no other skillz than playing drumz. I womanize, I drink, I swear, I'm irresponsible, Kidz for some messed up reason love me......I just don't know what I could be worth to him sometimez, .....I'm kinda getting away from where I wanted to go with this.....So I'm starting a new project with John Fieldz which I am very excited to get going, It will be a nice change from my other band for a while, and John haz more of a Buisness sense in the music world, Hopefully one of our first gigz will be to play The Freeway and I realy think we will go along way together and maybe live the rockstar dream after all. Well that waz quite the rant. Thanx for listening, L8er. Age!! ( and leave a comment, I don't write this stuff to be cool......although I probably could).

Right Place, Right Time

2006-01-17T13:32:00.000-05:00

So a while back in the summer while slaving away for Pernell, After work I went to Jackson Square by myself because Meagan had better thingz to do, like go flirt with some boy or something, (whatever).
Anywho, I'm at Burger King just eating az normal, I got my friez, chicken sandwich and large coke, everything the body needz. I 'm just totally chilling wearing my Metallica shirt and looking like my normal self, when this kid walks by me. He looks like the ususal 15 or 16 year old, super skinny with clothez 8 sizez too big that are just falling off him, I waz actualy making fun of him in my head, eventually he sits beside me.....I think nothing of it.....he looks at my friez ..I keep ignoring him....he looks again and again......suddenly I hear a voice in my head saying "offer him your friez", Now this voice soundz like MY voice, so I'm wondering am I saying this?.....then I hear it again......I think it's .....God?, Cool! So he tells me again "offer him your friez","NO, I don't wanna give him my friez let him get hiz own" "GIVE HIM YOUR DAMN FRIEZ" and I distictivly remember it being louder and then getting a ringing in my ear......" hey kid? you want a fry?" I ask. "No thanks." sayz the kid. "See." I say to God, " he doezn't want any". Then the kid sayz "Could I actualy have a peice of paper from your wrapper?" "Sure, what for?" I ask. "Oh I it's for Rocks" "Rocks?" " Ya you know Cocaine", " Oh no I don't think so , I don't support than crap". "Oh, Come on!" be begz, " sorry dude no dice!" So he looks away, then I ask "why would you want to do something like that anywayz man?" " You know just to make some extra money on the side. I have another job at Harveyz." "Wow, how do u sell to?" I ask. He tellz me that he sellz to some idiots down town, I ask If I can see the peice of crack he'z got on him, so he handz it to me and I see that it iz nothing more than Literaly a white rock that he must have found. I start to laugh at him, " dude this iz just a rock you can't sell this. I'd beat the shit out of you of you tried to sell me this" " The kidz downtown don't know any different" So then I lay it out for him, and now I know by this time God iz definatly speaking through me. " Suppoze you do sell this to some kid, and then the kid haz big brother who comez with 10 of hiz friendz, hunts you down and beats you to a pulp, landz you in the hospital or worse, killz you, all becauze you wanna make some money on the side?, that doezn't sound very smart doez it?" "No" the kid sayz az he hangz hiz head in shame" so then I ask if he haz a girlfriend, he tells me ya, "Dude, she'd fuckin rip your ballz off man if she knew what you were doing, and no sex for a month at least" The kid gigglez and nodz. Then there iz a bit of silence, "So you wanna give me that peice of garbage you got in you hand?" "Ya" az he smilez an embarasing smile, He handz it to me and I put it in my empty drink cup and throw it away. So eventualy we get to talking about hiz life and family, and school which he iz still in thank God. He iz really having a tough time living on hiz own at 16 with hiz girlfriend, I guess he just needed some Big Brotherly attention, and God chooze me to do it. I don't know why me, maybe because I would listen and not judge or look down on him, I'd just be there. He tellz me hiz name is Richard Muller, (Wow, I can't beleive I still remember it.) , I tell him about The Freeway and give him my E mail and Phone number so he can contact me if he ever wants to just hangout and talk. I give him a high five and leave and then remember about my friez, I look back and the're gone. Wow, I still don't know where ther wordz came from, they just poured out of my mouth, I know I waz not in control of that whole situation because I remember feeling a very airy, light, feathery feeling in my body that wazn't me. That's the first time God haz ever like taken over my body and done that to me. And it waz cool.....I have never heard from Richard since, I hope the kidz ok.

Yellow- God
Red- Me
Blue- kid

Han.

2006-01-16T12:56:00.000-05:00

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives. " He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday! " He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story." I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.! "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never undere! stimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. GOD Puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.

(I found this on the net, and thought it waz pretty cool.)

My 1th Blog,

2006-01-11T02:05:00.000-05:00

So I guess i'm a hippie now or something juming on the Blog Blogwagon. I've heard that I should start one cuz I have some cool storiez that I tell people, so what better time than 2 in the morn on a school night. I've seen other blogz and there'z some heavy shit on them, so theze from time to time may involve feeling and that sort of garbage, ( ladiez feel free to shed a tear). Ok So here goez.....oh, by the way I spell thingz with a Z instead of S just becauze it's cool and it's what I do, so just leave it alone, thanx. Doez this count az an official "BLOG" ...or uh.....How doez that work...cuz it's more of an intro...t..to my blog. Ok I'm gonna need a hand on that one, cuz uh....I want to do it right.....well then maybe I should just stop typing,.... but I can't it's so much fun....YIPEEEE!!!!!.....Oh I just ruined it.......any wayz, stay tuned for more updates.

P.s. props to Big P, you know what I mean. < (see there'z a feeling already.)