Blackballing

I've really had a bad case of writer's block when it comes to smashing out a blog, but the handwritten journals just go on and on. 

There's been a lot of stuff going on in my life over the past few months, a 50/50 mix of good and pure evil.  There's a saying "pick your battles." 

I pick my battles wisely.  My accident case is cut and dry but its being held up strictly by politics and beaurocatics. Will I get my day in court?  Eventually.  October 15 was the eight anniversary of my accident, I hope I wont be celebrating eight more. 

It took me a little while to get out of that pessimistic frame of mind but over the last month I've become more optimistic.  No matter how much pissing and moaning I do it will not change anything that I cannot change myself in regards to my accident case.

Recently I chose to take on another battle.  I'm not going into any specifics about that but in time that will come to fruition. 

Again, lawyers remind me that my Facebook page and blog page are fair game to lawyers and judges these days.  Why should I refrain from the type of person I am and live in fear that I may have posted some questionable content within those two sites? 

Welcome to the digital age, anything you say can (and will) be used against you in a court of law.  Fuck all that shit.  I've read countless articles where people have nailed their coffins such by what they post on social networking sites.  I'm not that person whose going to live life like that.

So Mr Bill Shaefer.....as you read this, I hope you've got enough sense in your head to realize that when the day comes I am going to send you through the wringer.  Keep holding on to that money you're going to be paying me, let it earn dividends.  The money you're going to pay out on my case may mean your job security may be questionable. 

I can play games just like you.  I've had enough of your games and have pretty unique skills that will blackball you and every other insurance company who has fucked with me.

Pay now, or pay a lot more later.

In the end, I will win.

Advice on Women: A Pictoblog

It's a Wacky Wednesday.  I get this bug up my ass once a week or so and I have to dump my mental diarrhea on you fuckers.

So I've been reflecting lately, mostly on women.  You don't have to be a clinical psychologist to know that every one of them has the potential to be bat shit crazy.  As a man you can bring out the best or the worst.

With that being said, I'm going to tell a little tale using what else but pictures.

All women should come with obvious warning labels, especially when your a single guy on the meat market.  I've met a lot of women in the past months.  There's lots of options out there...

I love the ladies and I've always been a "ladies man."  The thing I love most about women are their feet.  During the "sandal season" it's much easier to get the skinny on their personal hygiene practice.  Yes I am a lot like Eddie Murphy in the movie Boomerang. 

I didn't realize there were so many hot women on this planet. I thought all the good looking ones just did porn.  When you're hitched you can look but you cant touch.  At least when you've got a woman at home who likes to do the fucky, you're not like this guy "jerking your junk like you're trying to start a rusty chainsaw." (Marc(o) Porno)

I'm a giver of good advice but I rarely abide by the very advice I give.  I find myself consulting the Magic 8-ball before giving my two cents so don't believe everything you hear and only half of what you see; especially when it comes to women.  I'm telling you if you're a single guy it's best just to stay that way because in the end you may find out...

Back to the lecture at hand.  You really have to use caution these days when it comes to sleeping around.  Aside from STI's (don't ask me why they replaced the D with an I), the Detroit area ranks #3 on the infestation list.  It only takes one bug to latch onto your butthole near one of those dingleberries while you're bedding someone.  I'm guessing the odds are 1 in 4.  The odds of getting gonorrhea are slimmer.

Maybe its best to stay at home to avoid all the madness that comes with being involved with one of the opposite sex.  Social networking is a useful tool these days.  I'll be the first to admit that I spend way too much time networking, but technology has made it way too easy too stay connected with the not-so-smart phones.  I'm not the only one who spends countless hours plastering bullshit on peoples' walls.

Experts like me say that "social networking helps dumb down society by taking away from actual human interaction."  One gets so use to being a keyboard Romeo that when it comes time to have a little game and carry out an actual conversation with a strange woman you tell them to just Google you...

"TDRR"

Out comes the smart phone and you're Facebooking her from across the table at dinner.



Ciao mutha fuckas. Don't let the bed bugs bite.

Yours truly,