Aaron Neville can't stop loving you.

I have a secret.

It's no big deal.

It's just....


I really like Aaron Neville. Well, not in the way I like boobies or the far more relevant Buddy Rich, but I like him because of that killer voice. It's not like Sinatra though. Put it this way, Aaron Neville rocks because every time I hear him sing I want to imitate the falcetto vibrato and I always laugh out loud because that man's voice is ri-god damn-diculous. One of my favorite Family Guy clips is when Peter uses an Aaron Neville bullhorn and it makes Peter's voice into the Neville. Yes. The Neville.

Moving on.
Jiu Jitsu! Mouth guards. Who ever invented the mouth guard deserves and honorary Nobel prize because that shit is fucking genius! I took an accidental knee to the chin yesterday. Ray, a blue belt from my school and I were rolling and he moved as I moved and his knee caught my chin. It happens. I sat back, took a second, thank the maker of mouth guards and took a water break. I was fine though. A liiiiittle upset I didn't get a bruise out of it but there will be many more bruises in the future. I am learning a lot, losing fat, gaining muscle, all that shit. It's pretty sweet. I hit sort of a wall in Jiu Jitsu though the other night. Todd was showing Donald and I a sweep and I just couldn't get the motion right. Eventually my leg started cramping so I finished up, by then I had been rolling for almost two hours anyway. I'll get it. I give people a hard time. I am a lot of man to move around so people like to train with me. From what I can tell, it isn't very often someone regularly trains jiu jitsu and is 6'6" 250. They welcome the opportunity and it helps me improve as well. Todd says he is impressed and thinks I will be very "dangerous" after a year or so of training. Let's do it.

Softball. It's frustrating to lose to a team which was 0-7 and is the same team which prays before the game, shouts "one-two-three, JESUS!" before the game, then invites the other team to pray with them. Everyone holds hands in the middle of the field and they pray. I did a vlog about it



I assume they pray. I have never gone over there and I never will. But man do I hate losing to these guys. They have some BIG ASSHOLES on their team. Guys arguing with the umpire about calls. I told them to "FORGIVE the ump." I don't think anyone got it. Maybe I didn't say it loud enough. Damn. The shitty part is that the umpire called the game one inning short. We finished the 6th, were down by TWO runs and he called the game on TIME. Can you believe that shit? Give us ten friggin' more minutes. So yea, we lost to the the Jesus team and I hate losing to the Jesus team. If they didn't do the whole prayer thing on the field, I wouldn't give a shit. PLUS, these assholes stack their team. Different people every time we play them, newer and faster guys. It's retarded. What ever. I still have fun and I looove playing with the Buds. The one team in the league where the same members play every week and only have one or two regular subs. It's the shit.

I've been watching a lot of Flight of the Conchords, lately. I particularly enjoy Jemaine's David Bowie impressions. Fuckin genius.


I had a fun little moment at work today. I was delivering in an industrial area, where there aren't a lot of cars but you come across lots of trucks and people walking. It's good to walk. Well today as I was delivering in one of the Postal trucks there was a woman running. I totally checked out her ass while I drove behind her but wasn't obviously slowing down or anything. Not creepy, just, you know....looking. Anyway, I pass her and get to the second box. I take a while to get the lock to work and she jogs passed. Very cute, dressed for a good run, only a few minutes into it I would guess. So she ran passed, got about 30 feet away when I finished with the box and moved on. I passed her, again, looking but this time as I passed I lined up the rear view just right and flshed her the mirror smile. She got it, smiled back, and I pulled to the next box but this time she was getting close so I started to obviously rush the mail into the box and pull away, the whole time keeping an eye on her to make sure she didn't pass me. I pulled out and started laughing really loudly and sort of like an evil genius, then I had to stop again, she caught up again and passed me but this time as I went by I shouted, "I am gonna win!" and she laughed. I got to the box and put the mail in, she ran by and I had to make a u-turn. I honked and waved and as she ran away she turned around, smiled really big and waved. There was just something really fun about the interaction and it would be cool if she was out there again on Thursday when I do that route. Maybe I'll slow down and have a chat this time, or run her off the road. Hmmmmm, which should it be?

My snake escaped tonight. I didn't even notice until she was climbing in my bass drum. It was funny. Sneaky little bitch.

ENOUGH!