May 17, 2005

   I used to be a “glass is half full kind of guy”.  But in my old age (I’m 24),
certain things start to wear on me and I think I’m turning to the Dark Side of
hope to become that “glass is half empty kind of guy.”  Here’s a short list of
some of the things that piss me off on a regular basis.


Stupidity.  My high school American history teacher, Ms. Sharon Buford,
always said, “Stupidity is a virtue that should not be mass produced.”  
Unfortunately it is.  On a daily basis, I encounter some of the most idiotic
human beings and hear the stupidest things I can fathom.  And no, I’m not
watching The Simple Life. People today are just ignorant of our past and
what is going on around them.   It’s no wonder Ken Jennings racked up on
Jeopardy.  The mean IQ of the world is decreasing at a rapid rate.  He’s a
smart guy, no doubt.  But did anyone see some of the imbeciles that he went
up against?  I know a girl who at the tender age of 16 learned that the US
Postal Service also picks up mail, not just delivers it.  Are you kidding me?  
Bad grammar upsets me, too.  It’s the English Language and most of us
have spoken it our entire lives and taken classes on it.  Speak like you are
somewhat intelligent.


Traffic.  It is not so much the traffic that bothers me, it’s the reason that
traffic is bad.  Living in Dallas, I have learned traffic is bad for several
reasons.  One is that everyone thinks that their rush to get to work is
somehow more important than everyone else’s.  I see too many people cut
across two or three lanes to get onto an exit ramp and squeeze in rather
than wait in the line that is only there because we are stopping to let them
squeeze in.  I think I am the daily solution by giving them no room and a
couple of middle finger salutes for their efforts.  But there are too many
other “friendly” drivers who let them have their way.  Another reason traffic is
bad is that everyone loses their freaking mind when a drop of water hits the
asphalt.  It’s just rain, people!  We’ve seen it before and we have headlights
and wipers to counter it.  We don’t have to drive 20 mph under the speed
limit for a light sprinkle.  And here is another observation of mine.  Don’t take
this as racist because it’s not.  How come Asian people are always the ones
who get in my way when I'm going to work?  I know they can drive fast.  
When I see a movie with street racers, they are usually the hardest
competition.  Is Hollywood lying to me?  Every time I look over at the car
that's driving at the speed of Jell-O, I notice that they are Asian 90% of the
time.  The other 10% is an old person with Stevie Wonder glasses on.  


Bad Tipping.  I’ve never worked in the restaurant industry.  But my girlfriend
and several friends have.  I, along with the rest of the civilized world, realize
that waiters and waitresses depend on tips.  They don’t even make half of
minimum wage.  Regardless of if they get a tip or not, they have to “tip out”
to the hostesses, cooks, and bus boys.  So if you leave nothing, they have
to tip out from their own pocket.  And if you didn’t know, 15-18% is the
standard tip these days.  If you don’t have the money to go have a sit down
dinner and accommodate those who serve you, go somewhere else.  People
who don’t tip are just rude and inconsiderate.  If you are a bad tipper, I
recommend that you never eat with me, because I’m going to rip you a new
one before we leave.


Tardiness.  My old swim coach, Butch Jordan, had a policy that if you are
not 15 minutes early, you are late and push-ups would ensue.  To top that
off, Butch’s clocks ran 5 minutes fast.  We call it BS (Butch Standard).  If you
are a parent, your kids suffer when they are late because of you.  They may
be admonished at school for being late.  They may miss the first part of a
movie they are catching with their friends.  It can be anything.  If you are late
for meeting up with your friends, you piss them off because they are waiting
on you.  Once in a while is okay, because traffic happens as noted earlier.  
But if you are the guy that friends constantly lie to you and tell you
something starts 15 minutes earlier than it actually does, you are the guy
that pisses me off.  Don’t be that guy.  


Junk email.  Does anyone actually buy the crap that they send in junk
emails?  Girls get junk mail asking if they want to enlarge their penis.  All of
this crap goes straight to 'Deleted Items' for me.  It’s annoying that I have to
manually do it on the stuff that gets past my junk filter.  Other than the
spyware that people are sending out with this crap, what purpose does this
junk mail serve?  I don’t know of anyone who has ever made a purchase off
of junk mail.  


Wannabes.  There’s nothing like somebody completely changing their
identity to fit in.  When preppies turn Goth and vice versa, you are just
conforming to something you aren’t.  Either that or you were pretending to
be something you weren’t to begin with.  Be yourself and don’t give 2 craps
what anyone thinks about that.  Your true friends will like you for who you
are.  I moved on from an 8th grade private school and went to a public high
school.  Some of the people from my 8th grade class also attended this high
school and I felt like I didn’t know them anymore.  


As a subnote here, I’d like to comment on Neal Tyson’s "
Lawnnap".  I too
have seen Metallica in concert.  I am not a musician, so I can’t really say if
Hammett is overrated as a guitarist or not.  I enjoy their music more than
anything else.  Cliff Burton was awesome in the day and Jason Newsted was
a pretty good replacement in his time.  Robert Trujillo is an awesome bassist
live; he just hasn’t gotten a chance to shine because the music they made
for "
St. Anger" sucked.  I still hate Dave Matthew’s Band because I just don’t
like Dave.  His vocals suck and his lyrics are a bit scattered.  Once again,
this is my opinion and you are welcome to like it anyway.  I actually liked
Becker for what it was.  I like Ted Danson as a guy who is bitter about
everything.  Green is still a great color and it is stylish in the Monroe area in
the form of camouflage.  Nice argument for He-Man.  It was a great show and
the movie introduced us to Courtney Cox.  But the makers of the show do it
for the toy sales.  Transformers remakes are still being made.  There is even
a rumor of a live Transformers movie in the works.  I liked Nicolas Cage in
Raising Arizona.  Who, what, where???  The guy can play a complete
moron, you have to admit that.  


                                                                           Josh 'T-Bone' Pigott
                                                                                  
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Things That Piss Me Off
The Bone Pile
Kenneth Wayne Jennings III (born
May 23, 1974) holds the record for
the longest winning streak and the
most money won on the syndicated
game show Jeopardy!, as well as
other records. Jennings won 74
games before he was defeated by
Nancy Zerg on his 75th. His total
winnings were US$2,522,700
($2,520,700 during his winning
episodes). In addition, Jennings is
guaranteed at least $250,000 for his
appearance in the finals of the
currently ongoing Ultimate
Tournament of Champions.
EDDIE
All right. Everybody cough up some
green for the little lady.
(to
Mr. Pink)
Come on. Throw in a buck.

MR. PINK
Uh-uh. I don't tip.

EDDIE
You don't tip?

MR. PINK
No - I don't believe in it.

EDDIE
You don't believe in tipping?

MR. BLUE
You know what these chicks make?
They make shit.

MR. PINK
Don't give me that. She don't make
enough money, she can quit.

(
Mr. Blonde laughs.)

EDDIE
I don't even know a fucking Jew who'd
have the balls to say that. Let me just
get this straight. You don't ever tip,
huh?

MR. PINK
I don't tip because society says I have
to. Alright, I mean I'll tip if somebody
really deserves a tip, if they really put
forth the effort, I'll give 'em something
extra, but I mean this tipping
automatically is for the birds.

(
Eddie laughs.)

I mean as far as I'm concerned
they're just doing their job.
Raising Arizona
(1987)

Colourful and unconventional
slapstick comedy. Ex-con Hi and
ex-cop Ed meet, marry and long for a
child in the wilds of Arizona. When
Ed discovers she's barren the
God-given solution is presented: to
snatch a baby from a set of quints.
Thus begins a series of kidnappings,
capers and rum goings-on that
revolve around the helpless yet
universally-loveable child. Hi's
convict friends, his boss, and even
the Lone Biker Of The Apocalypse
become involved in the ever-twisting
plot in the quest to own the baby.