Thrash Metal

Thrash metal, speed metal, black metal, death metal, etc. The genre has many names and many offshoots.

Regardless, I don't get it.

I think I am a rather open-minded person when it comes to music. Name the genre and I can pretty much find something or someone I like.

Thrash metal? Not a chance.

I've tried many times to listen to it, but it was all in vain. As per me, it all sucks. Smashing a drum at 100,000 hpm (hits per minute) and churning out multiple chords in a span of three seconds while screaming into a mic is not music. It's inaudible drek! Hip-hop has more style than this crap.

I'm sure that tiny slice of the industry will somehow survive without my contribution in purchases.

Saturday Night

Saturday night in this house can be so painfully benign.

Last week, Geo and I went on a 8 hour round trip to pick up some 1940-something truck thingy for a friend of his. It wasn't all that bad. We went to Middletown NY to pick it up in a flatbed tow truck. Oh yeah, there's the epitome of our relationship. No kids for the day and we go to Inthemiddleofnowhere NY to pick up a truck. Thankfully he got paid to do this.

One good thing about last week was where we had dinner. It was at this place called the Americana Diner on NY Route 211 in Middletown. Their food was pretty damn good. There was also a couple of hot looking chicks there so that made the dining experience all the more pleasurable.

Then came Sunday and the rest of the week. It was work, come home, repeat.

Now we are up to tonight - Saturday night. It's the night before Easter Sunday and I still have to make the Easter baskets for the two urchins. I have no idea why. Gem has already informed me she doesn't believe in the Easter bunny.

"It's just a person in a rabbit suit."

That's what happens when you tell a little kid a few years ago NOT to be afraid of the giant, scary Easter bunny in the mall. Hey, if you had this to show your child, what would you do?

Exactly! You tell said child, "Oh no, sweetpea. It's just your imagination. The Easter bunny doesn't have fangs and this crazed look in his eyes. He's not even real. It's just some person in a rabbit costume."

The words now come back to haunt me.

So on that pleasant note ....

Happy Easter

Links

I lost my blogroll. I used to have a rather extensive one like three years ago.

So, if you want a link back to here, let me know.

And this happened when???

Geo and I are going out tomorrow to do a job. I can't say anymore than that - it's classified. >.>

Anyway, the 'rents have already put in a claim ticket for Gem for the whole day. As for Damian? Yeah ... well ... what can I say about that. They're smart. They'll watch demon boy until we get home and we get him right back.

Gah

I told Gem tonight that she would be going to Nana and Pop-Pop's house for the day along with her evil baby brother and that SHE would be sleeping overnight. I told her that her daddy and I were gonna go out drinking for the day.

She replied, "Just like the ole days."

*blinks*

NAME CHANGES

Starting today, the boy known as JT in this blog will be known as Damian. In case you weren't sure, that would be my darling son. I have good reason to give him this nickname.

The job place personified

We had a departmental meeting today. In the meeting, a certain project was discussed that may very well have a shortened life span. That's the way of my company though. We dump tons of cash into things that we may use briefly and then abandon. As my one co-worker put it, "Why is that I feel we're just a little bi-polar as a company?"