Eddie's an angry mofo
Today I worked on my resume again. I think it's getting better, but who can really tell? There's only so many ways you can reformat it and look at the same information over and over again.
I also went to a comedy club with my friend Joel. He's really into comedy, since he used to be in a band. But I think deep down he wants to do standup. The routines were called "Heart of Darkness" for some reason. They have some comedians I've seen on VH1's "Best Week Ever" so it's not just unknowns. The first comedian we saw didn't really get along with the audience. There was one girl in the front who laughed at everything he said, but REALLY LOUD. He was kind of on the crude side, but his delivery wasn't that strong. The next guy was pretty funny, he told jokes about how he was a comedian and his girlfriend was a teacher in the Bronx. She had to get up at 6am every day (dry heaving, since the job is very stressful), so he would tell her as he rubbed his eyes, "Can you get some bagels on your way home today, sweetheart?" before rolling over and telling her "could you turn off the light?" He'd get up five hours later.
The last comedian would told some jokes about Speedy Gonzalez and how he was outraged that kids didn't know who he was. But he was embarrassed because, "I'm talking like he's some sort of war hero!" I'll admit, I did learn some spanish from watching him. But he was right when he said, "yesterday's Speedy is today's Dora the fucking explora."
When I got home, I went to my myspace page. I really don't know why I have it, I'm not 19 and I'm not in a band. Again, it's the peer pressure. I doubt most 32 year olds have the time to put together a social networking page. We should be doing real networking instead of virtual networking. My brother is 33 and I bet he's barely heard of myspace since he's actually meeting real people by playing football and coaching his kids little league games.
Anyway, I always get these random people wanting to be my friend on the 'space. I can never figure out why they want to be my friend, but I figure it's because they are from less-than-reputable sites. This girl named "Judi" wants to be my friend. So I clicked onto her page to find out more about her. Nothing really out of the ordinary: moderately pretty girl, lots of friends. But one big detail is that she's a web designer. When I went to her friend responses, I read one very interesting one from Eddie.
Eddie writes, "Hey JUDI, what the fuck makes you think I want to be your friend. Is it because your a "web designer". Is that code for "Im a ho thats trying to get as many people to visit my skank ass porno site cause I get a nickle (sp) for every hit I get". Sell yourself somewhere else, whore."
A-men, Eddie!
I also went to a comedy club with my friend Joel. He's really into comedy, since he used to be in a band. But I think deep down he wants to do standup. The routines were called "Heart of Darkness" for some reason. They have some comedians I've seen on VH1's "Best Week Ever" so it's not just unknowns. The first comedian we saw didn't really get along with the audience. There was one girl in the front who laughed at everything he said, but REALLY LOUD. He was kind of on the crude side, but his delivery wasn't that strong. The next guy was pretty funny, he told jokes about how he was a comedian and his girlfriend was a teacher in the Bronx. She had to get up at 6am every day (dry heaving, since the job is very stressful), so he would tell her as he rubbed his eyes, "Can you get some bagels on your way home today, sweetheart?" before rolling over and telling her "could you turn off the light?" He'd get up five hours later.
The last comedian would told some jokes about Speedy Gonzalez and how he was outraged that kids didn't know who he was. But he was embarrassed because, "I'm talking like he's some sort of war hero!" I'll admit, I did learn some spanish from watching him. But he was right when he said, "yesterday's Speedy is today's Dora the fucking explora."
When I got home, I went to my myspace page. I really don't know why I have it, I'm not 19 and I'm not in a band. Again, it's the peer pressure. I doubt most 32 year olds have the time to put together a social networking page. We should be doing real networking instead of virtual networking. My brother is 33 and I bet he's barely heard of myspace since he's actually meeting real people by playing football and coaching his kids little league games.
Anyway, I always get these random people wanting to be my friend on the 'space. I can never figure out why they want to be my friend, but I figure it's because they are from less-than-reputable sites. This girl named "Judi" wants to be my friend. So I clicked onto her page to find out more about her. Nothing really out of the ordinary: moderately pretty girl, lots of friends. But one big detail is that she's a web designer. When I went to her friend responses, I read one very interesting one from Eddie.
Eddie writes, "Hey JUDI, what the fuck makes you think I want to be your friend. Is it because your a "web designer". Is that code for "Im a ho thats trying to get as many people to visit my skank ass porno site cause I get a nickle (sp) for every hit I get". Sell yourself somewhere else, whore."
A-men, Eddie!
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