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Wednesday, April 27, 2005


Manly Post
There are three things in my life that I do in excess: Eat, Drive, and Sex.

1. Eat
I know what you're going to say: "Tom! You lost all that weight, what do you mean you like to eat in excess?" Things are different now. I eat because I'm hungry...all the TIME! If you know me, I think I could eat anytime of the day. For example, I think I snack with meals at least six times a day. Now, they say that's a good thing and I tend to agree. Not because I'm trying to be healthy, but because eating something every 2 hours satisfies me more than would 3 times a day. Now it is true that I don't each junk. For example let's talk about today's feast. I started the morning with two lo-carb waffles, got into work had a morning snack of a banana, munched on like 5 or 6 nachos before lunch, had a turkey sandwich for lunch, ate some Stallone pudding (which is a whole other entry), munched on a couple more nachos, have peppers and eggs for dinner, and then maybe a snack later. So obviously I'm eating all day, but my major meals are mostly protein and fiber. Snacks, minus the couple of nachos I had today, are usually high in protein. And I don't think I usually eat much with real sugar in it. Except maybe trail mix, but its minimal. How do I keep it off? Working out. I lift everyday, and now that the weather is getting better, I'll start running again. So if anyone ever wants to eat, call me.

2. Drive
I got the Jeep at the end of December. Since then, I've put 11,000 miles on it. That's only in 4 months. So I think it's fair to say I drive a lot. Why? Well a lot has to do with work. Round trip, my commute is 80 miles, so there's 6,400 miles in 4 months to work. Not to mention all the trips I do to Albany, and Philly. Not to mention the random trips I've made to Vermont, Saratoga Springs, and points else where. If it's a weekend, I'm in my car going somewhere. This is why I want a new car. I spend so much time there, it's almost like I'd be paying rent for a moving home. A car is as important to me as someone's apartment may be, because it's just as much a home as my own room is. Especially when you spend so much time in it.

3. Sex
Is wrong to want to have sex all the time? I don't think so. My mantra is that sex is a lot like breathing: anytime, anywhere. Why my libido is on 24/7 overdrive all the time I don't know? It's not like I say "Hmmmm, ya know what would go well with these eggs? Poon tang." No, not at all. Let's just say I like having sex a lot, and it takes a lot to keep me satisfied. It helps when you're in love with a sex goddess who never ceases to amaze you.

There, those are my manly facts. Obviously I like doing things frequently, with a lot of repetition, and for long amounts of time.

Quick Note: I test drove "the car" this weekend. Did I mention ever that I really want it?

Wednesday, April 20, 2005


A spider named Death
This is not going to be one of those life affirming stories. Nor is it going to be one of those "I realized something I didn't before" stories. It’s just a series of events that happens to make for a good read.

So James was driving to the coffee shop last night. I was sitting in the passenger seat just minding my own business; I don't really recall what we were talking about actually. Suddenly James screams, "Ahhh, a spider is on me." Now, that would be fine and dandy, but he let go of the wheel in order to swat it off of him. We immediately start heading towards the woods where I see a telephone pole coming straight for me. So, I grab the wheel and swerve in the other direction as quickly as I could. Of course, we get too close to oncoming traffic and I have to swerve back in the other direction. Behold, another telephone pole heading straight for me. I swerve back and finally straighten out. Now keep in mind this all happened in about 5 seconds, so there really wasn't much time to think. James pulled over to the side, got out of the car, and laughed.

Apparently, a spider descended from it's web directly in front of James, anchored from his windshield. James decided to blow at it in order to flick it away. However, it started dangling precariously towards his face. That's when he freaked out...and we almost died.

Possible alternative endings: I could have died because of the poles and James would be wrought with guilt having escaped the crash and would end up a basket case or we both could have died and the spider would have gleefully escaped unscathed. In any case, I never saw a friggin spider.

QUICK NOTE: Surprise, surprise; I like boobs.

Tuesday, April 19, 2005


Radio Edit
So how many times have I mentioned radio stations and format changes? Well, the fun never seems to end.

I'm going to make this short and move on. Radio stations are afraid of satellite radio. Why? No commercials, over 100 formats, and better quality sound. So what do they do? They tweak or completely destroy their existing station in an attempt to bring in and keep new listeners. What they actually are doing is giving satellite a better reason to exist. For example, MIX 95.7 in Philly, a generic 80's, 90's, and today station has recently been transformed in to BEN FM. What the heck is that you ask? They play anything and everything they want. So in other words you can hear something from the 60's followed by something from today; after a rap song. They play ANYTHING! WTF? Who the heck is going to want to listen to a radio station with a short attention span?

But this seems to be the new trend. KROCK, which has always been a new alternative rock station, has recently changed things around as well in order to compensate for the loss of Howard Stern. They figure, by opening up the format to classic rock, then new listeners will come on and take the place of all the current listeners who are leaving when Stern does. But that's stupid. Regardless of who leaves and who doesn't, changing your format forces current listeners away. Now there isn't one decent alternative rock channel in NY anymore. And this when KROCK was getting good again, when they stopped playing the Beastie Boys every five minutes.

Listen dumb radio stations, you should try to keep your existing listener base, you know the one you spent over ten years cultivating? Why put a gamble on new fans, when you know what your old fans can do? Fuck you radio industry. I'm going to satellite.

Which brings me to my next point. I'm seriously considering a new car. Yes, yes, I know what you're going to say. "But Tom! Didn't you just get the Tomato wagon"? My first response would be an earth shattering "FUCK YOU!" But then I'd settle down and explain. I know I just got the Tomato Wagon, but there are certain things to consider here. Let's delve:

  1. The tomato is used; I don't like used things (hehe)
  2. The tomato is hitting 100,000 miles. At the rate I drive, soon there is going to be no worth left in the vehicle.
  3. If the car does decide to go ape shit at 100,000, and i need to put more than $500 I've already spent too much.
  4. A new car would give me reliability, which I need commuting to work everyday.
  5. A new car would give me a warranty, so things would cost less to fix if they broke.
  6. This is a chance to purchase something for the long run, so I don't have to worry about a car in 5 years.
  7. I work for a car company! It would be stupid of me not to take advantage of the discount.
  8. I work for a car company that happens to make the Chrysler 300.
  9. I really want a Chrysler 300.
  10. Did I mention I really want a 300?
So there. All the answers to any of the questions you may have. But you should be happy because I actually have a reason to put something here again. As I pursue my dream, I'll update, thus giving you something to read. My plan is to have the car by mid May, all based on the affordability of the vehicle. Right now, I plan on test driving this weekend. More later.

QUICK NOTE: When you put two black jelly beans in water, it makes the water look like pool cleaner.


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