Westside Joe

Immortal words from the Steve Miller Band ring so clear in my ears while I sail along the winds at 33,000 feet. The last day of a vacation is always the most dreaded…back to the salt mines as a wise man once said. But my anticipation now is to see if my house is still on its foundation and the Cooper the Kat hasn’t urinated on my shoes for not being home in over a week. Just about an hour and a half till home…..

New Years weekend…big plans I hope. Preferably ones that involve Goldschalger…grabbin ass and bottle of champagne around midnight…any takers out there???

I have to really comment on the liberal media in light of this Tsunami tragedy, it seems that every comment I heard from the media is questioning why Bush and the US didn’t respond until today with their comments and plan for relief to the area…what BS! Think about this one logically with me kids….

1. Why gage what support we can provide until we have all the facts about the need in the area…its better to have a heads up on the numbers before we can just write a blank check.

2. On a scale like this, the relief effort is enormous. Its not something we just have waiting in the wings “just in case”

3. People please! Bush was learning all those big words in his speech…that takes time…you try saying SUE-NAM-EE, ok..how about “Big Ole Fuckin Wave” Dub-ya

4. Let’s just see when were in trouble how quick these countries got our back. Last time I checked Indonesia was still infested with Osama’s mousekateers.

Now on a serious note…this tragedy is a world wide opportunity for community, though I fear it will not last, hopefully we can band together and learn to finally help our brothers and sisters in need, both there and here at home.

Have a safe New Years my friends,

D’Mack

Every now and then you would think that I would mellow out and have a nice relaxing night at home without any issue.....yes, thats what I thought my Wednesday night was going to be. BUT OH HELL NO!

So I settle down with my bowl of homemade creamy chicken noodle soup...I've got my Washington Huskies B-ball game on TIVO to watch then the best team in Basketball..the Seattle SuperSonics are on at 7. Ahhh..I am in bliss...just as I settle in...I get "the knock"....crap...its not one of my boys..they would have just walked in...its not a booty call (not at 6:30)...its too late for Jehova...so who could it be.....

AWWWW FUCK!!!!!...its a reject from the Democrat Micky Mouse Club Shock Troopers...

D'Mack : "Dammit....what do you want!!!!"

Hippy Girl: "Well sir, there is a issue with Medicare in this country..."

D'Mack: "No Shit"

Hippy Girl: "And we are looking for signatures and donations to help get legislation..."

D'Mack: "Wait....DONATIONS?"

Hippy Girl: "Yes sir...we need to raise money..."

D'Mack: "So this isnt a petition..."

Hippy Girl: "Yes it is, but we need...."

D'Mack: "Well..I dont have any extra to spare...it Christmas Dammit"

Hippy Girl: "Sir, you can write us a check and date it for January...."

D'Mack: "Yeah, I know..I do it with my Rent all the time...Sorry..no. If I am someone who is very concerned about Medicare, I will hunt down the info myself...ok Buh Bye..."

SLAM!

(reopen)

D'Mack: "And thank you for not wearing any Patchoulli this time....Next time take out your nose ring and cut off the Dreads and I might take you seriously..."

SLAM!

Now where are my Huskies...FUCK...they lost!

Well at least I've got my Sonics!

Wooooo HA!
D'Mack