Friday, May 26, 2006

Bus Rant #283

So its time to post another chapter on my favorite reoccuring subject in this blog.... no, not strippers....sheeeeesh! (Ok, maybe a little)

Thats right, taking the bus to/from work.

All of you know my issues with personal space in this environment...Whether its physical or odiferous (that means "smells" for those of you who graduated from the Art institute.)

So my current situation finds me waiting for the bus after work...needless to say I am ready to shove a fork in my eye for the amount of fun I had listening to upper management explain why cutbacks are forcing us to stop purchasing styrofoam cups in the kitchen. I thought the office was going to revolt for about 10 seconds there...then I realized that they spiked the coffee with Ritilan and decided to stare at my keyboard for 2 hours. But I digress.....The bus...so, not only was the ole #55 a half hour late....someone (namely the bus driver) decided that we were going to get to know our neighbors on the ride a little better by packing us in like a canned ham. Please see the picture below for illustration.



Now what my issue really is, its that this route is always like this...late, packed and especially annoying....Its always a small, single section bus. How fricken easy would it be to put an articulated (that means 2-section bus with a bend in the middle) on this route to alleviate the issue. Listen, if Seattle is going to enforce a 4 foot distance rule from stripper to customer, they should enforce it from bus rider to bus rider ...cuz at least when a stripper is on my lap and wearing a hard hat...its a hot girl....not some guy who lost a finger in a tragic beer drinking accident at lunch before returning to his welding job.

Ahhhh....and now...for your entertainment / judgment.....

So Britney Spears is at it again....and when I mean at it again...I don't mean squeezing out another future rehab patient with K-Feddy. No no...I mean trying to kill her son....

I am sure you all saw the picture of BS almost taking her spawn for a header...but did you see all the pictures???....I don't think so...take a closer look at what I found.....













Thats right folks....she didnt even spill a drop....nice to know there are somethings that are more important than your child's safety...like your Gin-n-Tonic.

You see, this is how I want to remember Britney.....



Back when she had....oh....what is it that I am thinking of......oh yeah....Integrity!

Off to Portland this weekend for my friends wedding....so don't break Seattle while I'm gone...Mom would be pissed.

D-Kasherline

Friday, May 12, 2006

Yeah Yeah Yeah....

So this is the part where most of you sigh loudly and say "Finally!"

I have finally recovered fully from my Vegas hangover....Vegas is sorta like when you pick up a girl thats been drinking Jack Daniels all night...she's surley, a little promiscuous, and you never know when she's gonna flip out on you and steal your wallet. But dammit, I love her.

It's been a quiet month, thus, not much to blog about. So I have been thinking of different ways to keep you entertained between postings....I'm so considerate. So I have started a sister site to Westside Joe...which I am sure you will all link to and check out frequently....won't you. I SAID WON'T YOU???!#!#? This site will be random picture postings which if you love me enough you will comment on and share my lunacy. I will be posting to it often (finger's crossed) since I am able to upload straight from my camera phone. So who knows if you might find yourself up on the site from time to time. Links are found directly to the right of this bloggins...along with a slideshow of the most recent images.


Vegas summed up.....Schlager, Red Bull and Video Poker at 3 AM.



So I think I have found one of the best job's in the world....Who wouldn't want to be a Rappers "hype-man", you know, like a side kick...he just has to walk around on stage, always 3 paces behind his boss, yells out every 5th word the rapper says, waves a towel around that is somehow suppose to get the crowd pumped up. During interviews, he grabs the mic, points to the camera and repeats what the rapper says by adding "Yeah" and "Son" to the front and back of the sentence....for example....

Interviewer: So MC Who-Gives-A-Shit...we hear that your going on tour.
MC: Headin out to hit the Dirty South.
Hype-Man: Yeah, The Dirty South Son!

See...its so easy, and in the mean time, you get food, lodging, bling, and about 100 grand for your troubles.

Ahhhh, who am I kidding, I gotta be the MC....

No one puts Dirty~Kash in a corner.

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