God loves grilled cheese

Welp, it is raining...AGAIN. Fuck man, I don't think I've seen it rain anywhere this much in my life. The kicker is that it hasn't rained in Seattle in something like 27 days, what is the deal man, what's the play! Anyway, yeah, it's Thursday, I'm at work, and honestly, really just want to go home. I have tomorrow off, and I really just want to get the fuck out of here today so I can have a cold one and play some XBOX like the loser I am, and wait for my girlfriend to come over. We are leaving for Plattsburgh pretty early tomorrow, so it'll be a nice quite night at home for us tonight. We must prepare for weekend that will be Plattsburgh. Every time the band goes up there, we end up completely wrecked by the end of night. It isn't like we are really trying either, the owner of the joint just loads us up with beers during the night, I think he has this idea we'll rock harder if we are all boozed up, which is 100% true, so kudos Chris, you know the way to our hearts. Besides looking forward to 2 great shows, blueberry coffee from the shop down the block, and playing on speed boats if it ever stops raining, nothing is going on today. I was suppose to go to a meeting in Manhattan today for work, but ended up being told to stay behind to work on a project, which I am fine with. I'd much rather be here at my desk doing a little work and sipping coffee, then riding down to Manhattan for a stupid ass meeting that will only take about 15 minutes. Yeah, it is pretty week, have these people never heard of e-mail? Oh well. Anyway, I figured I'd get back to talking about people that I can't stand. Today's topic:

Religion

Yup, I'm going there. There are 2 types of people who really piss me off when it comes to religion; the super religious guy, and the super atheist. The overly religious asshole who thinks he is better than you because he wakes up on Sunday without a hangover, gets in a suit, and goes to kneel for a few hours. Listen buddy, chances are I was kneeling in front of a toilet for just as long the night before. So what if it was in the bathroom of a dive bar in Brooklyn somewhere, and not at a nice clean church. So yeah, these people blow my mind. This goes for any religion as well, I'm not singling anybody out on this one. If you love it that much, just love it, but please, keep it to your fucking self. I don't need to have you interject a conversation I'm having on a train ride with some kind religious comment, trust me, all you are going to do is piss me off. Especially after a night long bender.

Now, as for the OTHER guy, the atheist. I, by my own definition, am an agnostic. I believe in science for the most part, but don't really count out the fact there COULD be a God(s) out there. The world is a crazy place, so who really knows how and why we are all here. Anyway, this guy, is almost as bad as the previous guy. If you even entertain the idea of their being a higher power in the world, he will go off on a rant about how religion is the stupidest thing on the planet, yadda yadda, you know the drill. While I usually fall more on this guys side, there is a point you really just want to tell him to shut the fuck up, because no one really gives a fuck about his opinion on the subject. This guy will usually try and bring up his beliefs sometime in the night, and again, all ti will do is piss me off buddy.

Basically, the answer for both these guys is that religion is suppose to be a private matter, so please keep it that way. Don't try and throw you faith, or lack there of, into an everyday conversation about the world, the middle east, the economy, etc. Do your own thing, and go about life trying to be a good person, not a dick, which you most likely usually come off as.

Colt 45 and OJ...I don't get it...

Yup, that is what the guy at the gas station said to Steve and I while buying beer and orange juice this past Saturday afternoon. If you don't know, mixing a bit of orange juice into a 40oz (must be Olde E, or MAYBE Colt 45) makes a wonderful drink for a nice summer day. As we have come to call them, "thug mimosas" are something I broke out one afternoon, and the band has loved them ever since. What can I say, I guess I'm the most thuggish member of Cloud 9...SWEET. Anyway, yeah, it has been about a week since I rapped at you, lets see what has been going on.

I finally went to the new Yankee Stadium, and I must say, it fucking rules. Aside from the fact that everything IS over priced, it is an awesome stadium. You can get cheap ass tickets, then walk down to the awesome seats, and kind of just stand around, because the whole stadium is opened up, so no one really gives you shit for just pacing around. I also went to see this band last weekend called The Hold Steady. It is basically good ole Rock N Roll that the hipsters in NYC have come to love, but fuck it, they are awesome. It was one of the most entertaining concerts I have seen in a while. The band is very involved with the crowd, and it was at one of the smaller venues in NYC, so that is always a plus. I always like seeing bands in small venues, where you have a good view from anywhere in the crowd, and you are always close to the bar. I went down there with my buddy Silva, who pulled a great power move, and brought in those airplane sized bottles of booze, so we didn't have to spend money on drinks. Well played my man, well played indeed. We also had our first practice in a while on Friday night, which was nice, even though I feel like we could have gotten some more work done, it was still good. We finished up a new song, worked out some kinks in others, and got pretty drunk while doing it. I'm excited whenever we write a new song, because I have musical A.D.D. and always like playing new stuff. I spent the rest of the weekend with my girlfriend which is always nice. We went out for a few beers on Saturday night and went to see The Hangover. People...go see this movie. It is fucking HYSTERICAL. I recommend having some beers before hand as I did, because you can relate to the movie so much better, being that you will have a hangover the next day after seeing the film.

This week seems pretty decent. I'm going to the Yankee game tomorrow night, so that will be a blast. They are playing the Nationals, who only have 16 wins this season. If the Yanks don't score at least 20 runs, I will be disappointed. I have to go to a business meeting in Manhattan on Thursday afternoon, which is going to be really fucking boring, but it gets me out of work early, and then I have Friday off, so it will be a nice short work week. The band is going up to Plattsburgh again this week to play Friday AND Saturday night, so that should lead to nothing short of another insane weekend. I'm going to be spending most of my free time with my girlfriend at her best friends house in the area. It is kind of a bummer not hanging with the band the whole weekend, but this girl has a speed boat with tubes and shit, so that sounds like it is going to be fucking SWEET.

That's all I got. Hope all you guys have a great week. I hope it isn't raining as much as it is here, whereever you are. I'm starting to grow gills.

Big Baby Jesus!

Man, ODB was the shit. This isn't even a topic for discussion, it is just a fact.

Anyway, what is going on my Internet friends? I haven't rapped at you in a while, and I'm sitting around on my lunch break at work, so I figured now is as good a time as ever to kick it with you. How did everyone's weekend go? Pretty good? Tight. I spent as little time sleeping as I think a human can this weekend. It seemed that every day, I had to get up really early to do something, after spending the night before drinking and staying up really late. Needless to say I'm a bit sore and very tired on this wonderful Monday afternoon. I'm going to the Yankee game tonight which is a nice relief from your usual shitty Monday. But hey, Monday is made for bitching about the week, and telling people how you can't wait for Friday to come again, so fuck it. So, to continue something I started a week or so ago, here is my on going listen of people who I find to be completely retarded:

People who still shit on New Jersey

Being from New York, I have spent much time in New Jersey in my life. I was born in New Jersey, as both my parents are from there. We soon moved to New York, so I'm legally a Jersey boy, even though I spent all of a week there. But this is one thing I could never figure out. It isn't like other rivalries in the world. Boston vs. NY, you know the sports thing, but NY and NJ have never really had that much sports hate towards each other. So what is it? Is it simply because Jersey rhymes with Dirty? Man, that is stupid. Yes, New Jersey has dirty parts, and some parts you only go to score drugs, but what state doesn't? I'm sure if you look hard enough, you can find a coke dealer in Kansas. Also, they have beaches, and beaches rule. Who doesn't like going to the beach in the summer? I mean, sure, I could drive all the way to long island to go to the beach so I can still be in New York, but fuck that. The Jersey shore has a boardwalk, deep fried snack foods, trampy women, and Kevin Smith, beat that fuckers. Also, New Jersey has some of the nicest neighborhoods I have ever seen in my life. I spent time working in northern Jersey during my summers off from college, and I have never seen such amazing homes as I did in Jersey. These fucking things were HUGE. Also, it is the land of diners. I have spent many a night heading over the state line after leaving the bar to get some late night pancakes with friends. Any state that loves late night eating as New Jersey does has my back, straight up.

There it is, all the awesome things about New Jersey. Sure it isn't all beautiful, but that is part of my love of the state. It has it's ups and downs, like any good thing. I don't think I will ever fully understand why people shit on this poor little state so much. Maybe one day I will get an answer that makes some kind of sense, but until then I say, fuck the haters, Viva La Jersey!

I'm off to pretend to do some work and wait out the rest of my day. Peace bitches.

Monday, Bloody Monday

Yup, it's Monday again, and what a Monday indeed. Actually, it was just another Monday, what the fuck am I talking about. So what happens on Mondays? Ugh, I guess I can talk about the weekend? That's fun right? Well, I got drunk, for the most part. That's always fun to do with friends and family. Friday night I played a show which was pretty awesome, hung out with some people at the bar, then went off to a party that ended up going all damn night. I finally called it a night when the sun was coming up while I was enjoying a beer on the back porch of my friends. I attempted to sleep in the driver seat of my car for a few hours. After the sun came up, I really wasn't in the mood to lay there, so I said fuck it and drove home. I got home and proceeded to pass out until about 4pm. I must say, the one down side of going on a good ole bender is that you piss away half the next day laying in bed crying about the night before. Better yet, when I finally got out of bed, I had to hurry up and get myself together to head down to my girlfriends house, because we were going out to dinner with her co-workers for one of her bosses, who was leaving. It was a good time, but I was the only male at the table, and everyone was drinking, so I got a beer, and choked it down. The first taste of booze you have after a nice long bender is usually horrible, but the rest went down nicely. Back to dinner though. Yeah, I was the only male at the table, which I was fine with, but I always find it a little strange. I didn't know anyone we were with except my girlfriend, so I made small talk with the new girl most the night being that see seemed to be the only other person not perfectly comfortable with the situation we were in. She was nice, and we talked about movies and such as we drank. I have no problem with hanging with all woman, but I always have this notion in the back of my head that they will start talking about periods, or their favorite brand of bra's, I will be completely alienated from the conversation/situation. Lucky for me, that didn't happen, and we all had a blast. We left there and of course, went to a party to drink more. I'll never complain about drinking, but when there is nothing but booze going into your body for 48-72 hours straight, you start to feel a little weird.

Anyway, we finished up the weekend hanging out at this place called Burrito Bar on Sunday afternoon. Played a few games of darts with the lady, had some margarita's and food, and I headed home. Surprisingly, today was awesome, the work day went fast, and it is finally beautiful out in good ole New York. This week is looking decent as well, and I took a half day on Friday to head upstate of our show. It should be a fun one for everyone. I'm also going to an open bar in NYC Saturday night, so once again, it's time to load up on drinks.

Anyway, there it is, my account of the weekend, or all of it I an remember. I hope everyone had just a great/fuzzy weekend as I did. I look forward to doing it again this weekend. Until then, as Mooj says, Fuck A Goat!