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Friday, October 27, 2006

Log Time: 5:35-5:52: The Departed...

I wasn't sure why, but I had not been feeling well for about three days. It felt a little like allergies in that there was an intangible factor that I couldn't control but more like a foreign body had wedged itself inside me... bringing me down... I don't know how it wasn't my first guess, but until the 5.35-5.52 time period on October 27th, I was at a complete loss. Then tonight's bowel movement. The July 4th of bowel movements... mesmerizing sights, incredible sounds... what a relief that its over. The Departed. RIP you oversized piece of crap. You weren't my friend, but I respect how powerful and influential you were in my life for a short period of time.

-TheDM

- In Spanish at www.elhombrededoodie.blogspot.com -

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Log Time: 8:05-8:12; Is three ounces enough?

Thats the amount that will considered legal to have in your possession in Nevada if marijuana legalization passes. To put it in perspective, three ounces is something like 255 regularly rolled joints, or 5 super joints rolled by that Jewish kid with dreadlocks who lived in your freshman dorm suite. (drug picture) The question are...

(a) If its legal, why is there a limit? Shouldn't you be allowed to possess as much as you want? McDonald's is legal and I can buy as many quarter pounders as I want.
(b) Are there voters in Nevada who are currently on the fence, but when its pointed out that one person can only possess approximately 255 joints... they are going to decide to give legal marijuana usage a chance?
(c) Can 10 people together have one of there friends carry 30 ounces and when confronted by the authorities, just explain that they all have even shares, and its considered legal?
(d) If you're going to have a limit, shouldn't it be on more than just the amount? Shouldn't the limit equation somehow factor in potency? In the words of the immortal Bob Marley, "All three ounces of marijuana are not created equally."... ok... I don't know if he said it, but I'm sure he thought it.
(e) Will this make it harder or easier to get marijuana in Nevada?

Question to ask your friends at dinner: who would you least like to find in bed with your wife/girlfriend/signifcant other? Below is the list Rick from Chicago, sent me.

Rick's List:

Verne Troyer
Mike Tyson
Her Dad
Her Mom
My Mom
The Stapler Guy from office space
Mr. T
Marv Albert
Dan Dierdorf
Leo Dicaprio (I hate that guy)
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- TDM

In Spanish at www.elhombrededoodie.blogspot.com

Friday, October 13, 2006

Log Time: Nothing yet; Situation Report...

There is a lot of seismic activity pointing to something big on the horizon, but I'm still waiting. Forcing these things is a bad idea.

This is a strange and sad financial planning story. (Link) Timothy J. Bowers, a 63 year old Columbus, Ohio man robbed a bank, immediately gave himself up (i.e. turned around and gave the money to a security guard), pleaded guilty and asked the judge to sentence him to three years in jail... until the time he becomes eligible for social security. The judge, of course, obliged. Apparently the only employment opportunities Mr. Bowers could find were minimum wage and he felt that jail was a better option than working the night shift at Wendy's. It doesn't say it in the article, but I hope this guy's been to jail before and this wasn't a half baked idea sparked by a late night viewing of "The Shawshank Redemption" on TNT... its just hard for me to believe that he did a thorough comparison of his options, and everything pointed to jail. Hmmm... what happens when he's put in a cell with a guy who just killed four family members? Will that throw his equation off? Also, is it exactly three years until he becomes eligible to receive social security? I doubt it. Kind of feels like he should have done the math to come up with a more exact amount of time, because even if you qualify, you're not actually paid social security for the time you're in jail... fyi. (link) But your spouse and children can receive your benefits, if that's relevant.

A true sign that either I'm lazy or someone else was: There are way too many identical street addresses in Manhattan and Brooklyn, so every time you type a New York, NY address into mapquest, you are asked whether you meant that address in Manhattan or Brookyln. This extra mouse click annoys the shit out of me. (for example: 220 Park Avenue exists in Brooklyn, Manhattan and also Staten Island). And although the extra mouse click takes almost zero time and no effort, and I could easily avoid the problem by typing "Manhattan" into mapquest instead on "NY", I just don't. Instead, I blame the lazy, unoriginal people who couldn't find the time to come up with new names for each street in the New York Metropolitan area. Now I know it would have been nearly impossible to envision the "mapquest situation" when they started naming streets, but they must have assumed that people in the different boroughs would fraternize at some point and that it would be confusing if there was a Park Avenue in three of them? To prove my point, I am on the look out for two people who have had anywhere close to the following happen to them:

(Person 1 and Person 2 talk on the phone to set a place to meet.)

Person 1: Hey, there's a party at 220 Park Avenue. I'll see you there in 30 minutes.

Person 2: Awesome. I'll see you there.

(an hour later.)

Person 1: Dude, where the fuck are you?

Person 2: I'm at 220 Park Avenue, where are the fuck are you?

Person 1: I'm at 220 Park Avenue.

Person 2: I don't see you.

Person 1: Well I don't see you either. Are you sure you're at 220 Park Avenue?

Person 2: Do you think I'm a fucking idiot? Are you sure that you're at 220 Park Avenue is the question?

Person 1: Why, because you think I'm a fucking idiot?

Person 2: Maybe. (beat) Is there a Taco Bell on the corner? I'm right across from a Taco Bell. If I wasn't worried about tearing the lining of my stomach, I would definitely get some.

Person 1: Taco Bell? Dude, what are your cross-streets?

Person 2: Park Avenue, and let me see... fuck there's no street sign... oh wait, there it is. Clinton. I'm on the corner of Park Avenue and Clinton.

Person 1: Are you in fucking Brooklyn?

Person 2: Um...

...okay, I admit it. That was a weak attempt at humor.


- TDM

-en español en el www.elhombrededoodie.blogspot.com-

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Log Time: 9:01-9:10; A Superpower?

My crap this morning smelled like chocolate... not that I tasted it, I just smelled while I was on the toilet. If all my craps smelled unusually good, could that be considered a superpower? Probably not. An item in my life and a question:

Item in my life: I lost a little weight, which sounds good. But I'm inbetween belt buckled now, which is a huge pain in the ass.

Question: How come no one's ever bread a dog with a cat?

-TheDM

-en español en el www.elhombrededoodie.blogspot.com-

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Log Time: 8:20-8:23; Is that a duck under the covers, or do I just have to take a crap?

The anal coffee was pot was whistling last night but I was too lazy to go to the bathroom and instead decided to wait until the morning. It sounded like I was sleeping with a duck under the sheets. Thankfully my girlfriend was out of town.

What feels wrong about this story.... two conservationists went deep into the forest of Bogota, Columbia and found a new bird species... new bird discovery ... They're heroes! Except that at the end of the article, it says that they had to capture two of these birds two confirm they were a new species, and one of the birds died in captivity... hmm... maybe they're not heroes...


-TDM

-en español en el www.elhombrededoodie.blogspot.com-

Monday, October 09, 2006

Log Time: 9:15-9:22; Execution...

Execution is all about training, preparation and sticking to the game plan even if things get complicated... This has nothing to do with taking a crap, but I just thought I'd start off the post that way. Here's a couple of questions:

Question #1: Why do baseball players celebrate with champagne, etc. like they've won the World Series, after every milestone? Just feels wrong to me.

Question #2: At what age do we stop measuring ourselves in percentiles? (like they do for children) And why can't it go on forever? I'd love to go to the doctor and get my percentage height, weight, etc. compared to all others my age.

Question #2b: Does the whole percentile thing help foster childhood obesity? Every parent wants their kid to be in the top percentile... and the only one you can really control is weight...


-TDM

-en español en el www.elhombrededoodie.blogspot.com-

Friday, October 06, 2006

Log Time: 5:31-5:39; Syndicated!

It's been a long summer of negotiations, but The Doodie Man! is finally syndicated in Spanish at www.elhombrededoodie.blogspot.com . As you imagine, this was an immense project that took months and months to accomplish (thus the lack of posts since June). But now that its up, it should be a great way for not only Spanish speaking people around the world to enjoy this blog, but also a great tool for teaching youngsters a second language. I am hoping to get the blog into the Berlitz teaching curriculum.

Oh, and I just took an enormous crap! It reminded me of what I'm sure John Madden would look like as a baby, in my toilet... if he was brown.

Good to be back.

-TheDoodieMan