I’m in the middle of working 9 straight days, I’ll be back in a couple….when I’m less tired/ready to kill :-). I’ll give the M.A.G.I.C. and All Star Weekend scoop, as well as fill you in on such things as who Anna Nicole’s baby daddy is and why Rosie O’Donnell needs some dick.
*Originally posted 2-14-06. But it still fits*
I am. If I didn’t have to work tonight, I’d be out clubbing. Forget the candy and flowers shit, it’s rum and coke for me. I think this is the most overrated day of the year. The shit that people wait for this day to do, when I’m with somebody, I do on a regular basis. So, when I get to work, I’m hoping that I don’t have to hear all the girls blabbing about when they got from their man, or what they’re gonna do tonight. Fuck that, your man is a lame. When was the last time he did something nice for you, just because ? Thought so. If you’re single, raise your glasses, and enjoy the corny-ness that is going on around you. Salud.
Turn your speakers on, and play it loud…especially the part at the end when Dre starts crooning “Fuck that Valentiiiiiiines Day-eeeeeeee”
And a lil buttnaked baby flying around shooting at people ? Nigga please…
…not because I have any interest in designing clothes, but because of all of the fine ass single women that come along with it. I’m watching the set-up for the M.A.G.I.C. trade show yesterday, and had this look on my face no less than 17 times:
At one point i looked at one female and thought to myself “I’d get her pregnant on purpose”. Wrong huh ? I know, but it’s the truth. I CAN’T WAIT to see what the rest of the week brings once the convention actually starts. In the words of Homer Simpson, “Woo Hoo !!!”.
*There’s a 90% chance that this post will be repeated when the NBA All-Star festivities kick off at the end of the week 🙂
Prehistoric couple embrace for eternity
From Associated Press
10:12 AM PST, February 7, 2007
ROME — It could be humanity’s oldest story of doomed love.
Archaeologists have unearthed two skeletons from the Neolithic period locked in a tender embrace and buried outside Mantua, just 25 miles south of Verona, the romantic city where Shakespeare set the star-crossed tale of “Romeo and Juliet.”
Buried between 5,000 and 6,000 years ago, the prehistoric pair are believed to have been a man and a woman and are thought to have died young, as their teeth were found intact, said Elena Menotti, the archaeologist who led the dig.
“As far as we know, it’s unique,” Menotti told The Associated Press by telephone from Milan. “Double burials from the Neolithic are unheard of, and these are even hugging.”
The burial site was located Monday during construction work for a factory building in the outskirts of Mantua. Alongside the couple, archaeologists found flint tools, including arrowheads and a knife, Menotti said.
Experts will now study the artifacts and the skeletons to determine the burial site’s age and how old the two were when they died, she said.
Luca Bondioli, an anthropologist at Rome’s National Prehistoric and Ethnographic Museum, said double prehistoric burials are rare — especially in such a pose — but some have been found holding hands or having other contact.
The find has “more of an emotional than a scientific value.” But it does highlight how the relationship people have with each other and with death has not changed much from the period in which humanity first settled in villages and learning to farm and tame animals, he said.
“The Neolithic is a very formative period for our society,” he said. “It was when the roots of our religious sentiment were formed.”
The two bodies, which cuddle closely while facing each other on their sides, were probably buried at the same time, possibly an indication of sudden and tragic death, Bondioli said.
“It’s rare for two young people to die at the same time, and that makes us want to know why and who they were, but it will be very difficult to find out.”
He said DNA testing could determine whether the two were related, “but that still leaves other hypotheses; the ‘Romeo and Juliet’ possibility is just one of many.”
That’s some heartwarming shit. I need to stop sloring around and find my “til death do us part, let’s be buried in an embrace” mate. When I’m alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall and in the back of my mind I hear my conscience call, telling me I need a girl who’s as sweet as a dove…but not until I play with a few more titties, nigga.
Oh, like you didn’t see THAT coming.
Hey all, I’m on the last of working 7 straight days, but this ditty had to be shared. Remember this post from a few months ago ? Well, this nigga is pretending to be his girl again…I get this random ass email the other day from who is staposedly* the girl in question asking “Are you in Vegas yet ?”, to which i reply, “Before I answer any questions I need some sort of
confirmation that I’m replying to who I think it is and not some jealous boyfriend trying to catch his girl in some shit. k thx bye :-)”(Ok, I’m lying about the “k thx bye :-)” part, but I should have, that’s good shit). So, after some replies like, “It’s me”, “Call my cell”, and “Well, I’m in Vegas, nevermind…”, it’s obvious that I’m not speaking to who I should be, cause if it was, there is NO WAY that she would give up that easily. I know this chick, she’s relentless. If she wanted to see me that night, she would have made it happen. And since I know your pathetic self reads this, let me say I do give your retarded ass credit for trying. It’s obvious that she’s relegedly* fucking somebody else and you’re intent on finding out who, but like I said the last time, it’s not me. But you are a great source of amusement for myself and the other 3.7 people who read this blog. It’s been fun, but I have shit to do today. K Thx Bye 🙂
*From Damon Wayans’ Still Standing