Holiday Mayhem

In the 'Natti there was a scandal over the last few days. A week or so ago, somebody or somebodies slashed and killed a giant inflatable Frosty the Snowman in someone's front yard.

The distraught owner of said Frosty, repaired him and installed a security camera to help babysit him. Wouldn't you know it? The rascals came back and slashed up Frosty again. This time it was caught on tape.

Of course the vandals were caught and are on the road to prosecution, but who was the victim here?

Frosty?

He didn't feel a thing.

Frosty's owner?

HELL NO. He was victimizing his neighborhood. Those thing are gaudy, tasteless and tacky. White Trash America has embraced the December holidays as an excuse to put more shitty lawn decorations out in a contest to see who can be the tackiest display since Clark Griswold.

These guys should be rewarded and their story told as a warning to all inflatable lawn decoration owners. Then they need to make a video slashing all other forms of inflatable lawn ornaments, and NASCAR flags.

The lesson to be learned from this is "Don't put gaudy, tasteless or tacky shit visible in your yard and your neighbors won't destroy it.

The Dichotomy of People

I use myspace to keep in touch with old friends, friends afar, and proessional contacts. I understand that the majority of users are looking for a piece of ass and get it.

We all know who these people are. When you get a chance, look at their profiles. In the picture section there is always the pic of her chunkier than average body in her skimpy underwear. Then there is a pic of the illegitimate child with the caption that reads "my reason for living" Then there is the group drunk pic.

When you click back to their profile, you'll see the glitter image of the playboy bunny, "hottie", Paris Hilton and Jenna Jameson are on their "who I'd like to meet", and then you read about their love for Jesus and how wonderfully Christian they are in their about me section.

Or you have the professional people that have a secret internet life. These people are accountants, sales reps, or other corporate types that have spouses, children, clients, and other influences that would flip if they ever read the sex surveys that get posted from these morons daily.

I generally hate surveys anyway, but it cracks me up to see some shirt and tie guy with a profile pic of him holding his toddler, posting a bulletin about threesomes, double penetration and such.

People just don't think.

It's funny.

Bored Blogging

- 2:15 a.m.

- Northampton, MA

- Best Western, the nation's largest hotel chain.

I know this because it's written all over all their documentation. One would think that the largest of something would be the best. One would think that if "best" is in the title, then it would be the best.

One would be sadly mistaken.

These hotels are on par with a Red Roof that hasn't been refurbished in 20 years. I feel like I should be paying by the hour for this room, and bad porn should be on every t.v. channel.

So that's the setting. I'm not sure why I detailed that, save that I'm extremely bored. Saturday is it... ...homeward bound, away from some great new friends and away from some major douchebags. The douchebags I'll miss more than the friends.

Why? I'll see the friends again. The douchebags, I will not. So all I have is memories of them and why they are douchebags. Hopefully they know who they are, if not... ...they will before we part ways. Trust me.

New York

We had a night off and an opportunity to go into the city for a few hours. I love this city. Here's a tidbit. There are more pics, just not uploaded. I'm lazy.


Rockefeller Center Ice Skating

NYC Christmas Tree

The Wrecking Crew in Times Square

I haven't been to New York since 9/11/01. The last time I was in the city, the towers were standing where this hole is now. It's sobering. In a city that is noisy, busy and rude, the area around this site is SILENT. The few people that were nearby were all talking in their "church voices." The atmosphere was eerie, if not creepy. I'm trying to avoid talking politics, but it's hard not to hate after seeing this. Emotions ran from sorrow to rage and back again. Look at these. This is not stock film. This is not from a network, this is from my camera yesterday. If you're not pissed off, there's something wrong with you.