NEW YEAR…SAME OLD STORY

4 01 2007

IF YOU LIKE GOOD TUNES, GO TO THE FOLLOWING:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0d5qDPRYUgc

STAR PUUP:
The following person .

BREAKING NEWS: I ALMOST GET SOME…BUT THERE’S A CATCH.
So Christmas Eve I am heading out for drinks with a friend of a friend. My boss’ friend to be more exact. She is a writer on some show and I was interested in just talking about the business and writing, etc, etc. I was unclear as to this girl’s intentions because I emailed her saying we should get drinks and she emailed me back with a big plan about going to the movies and spending the whole day together. Eventually, we just settled on drinks.

So we’re having a good convivial time and because she lives so close she asks me if I will drive her home. I oblige and she asks me if I would like to come in…I should have known better, but I am an idiot. “Only for a minute,” are the words I will later come to regret. Have I stated that this girl is…well she’s just not very attractive. She gets me a drink and goes away. Five minutes later she returns and ATTACKS my face with her tongue. It was incredibly awkward. I tell her to slow down and make up some story about how I wasn’t looking for a relationship. The only problem with this is that she was not looking for a relationship either; she was just going to use me for sex.

Now I am in trouble. I have always maintained that it is about quality, not quantity, even though sometimes I let quantity get it’s fair due. This was not one of those occasions. So I made things more awkward (yes, even when I was rejecting her it somehow became embarrassing for me, this is the story of my life) by talking about how some ex-girlfriends have jilted me and she begins to talk about her ex (even though I didn’t really care or want to hear about it) and out of the blue, she asks me if I would like to reconsider. I think I said something along the lines of “not now, I am not nearly drunk enough to sleep with you,” and was summarily kicked-out.
MERRY CHRISTMAS.

SPORTS NEWS:
WHEN THE GOING GETS TOUGH, RILEY GETS GOING.
Pat Riley, the coach of the Miami Heat and a guy who threatened to beat the shit out of my dad a long time ago (true story) is taking some “injury time” so that he can get some surgeries and convalesce in-time for Shaq to return and then he will return to try to make a playoff run. What a horse’s ass. All that Patrick Ewing sweat that he uses to slick-back that rat’s nest must’ve seeped into his fat head. Remember when the team sucked and he stepped down and then Dwayne Wade showed up to take the Heat on a magnificent playoff run? Then they got Shaq and two years later Riley muscled Stan Van Gundy out of his job — good guy, good assistant, and a decent coach who did more with less talent than Riley ever did — and took over in time for coronation. He goes into the Hall of Infamy with another South Florida guy, err, former South Florida guy Nick Saban. Check out this link so that you can laugh at his idiocy and cowardice.