Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick! I feel sometimes I’m being a whore for my host but damn they are great! If you don’t have a host and are looking for one then you really need to hook up with dreamhost. Not only do they give you a super easy one click install on popular content management software but they also give a huge amount of disk space and bandwidth. Plus, they are competitively priced.

Well they went and did it again. This little thing doesn’t do much for me, unless you want to rent some online space from me and then it would. But they have given every shared hosting plan the ability to host unlimited domains and sub.domains.

How can they do this! its so crazy that they should be put away for it. I mean really! unlimited domains. What this could mean for me is I could start to sell blog hosting myself. maybe I will, monkeys will fly out of my butt. I could sublease a year of blog hosting for a low low price of three bucks a month with WordPress installed and Gallery2 for photos and still turn a profit. And if you don’t like WordPress I could install Joomla (mambo) content management software also. But alas, I wont. This is because I’m a stingy bastard and won’t share even it it means making money. Get your own dreamhost plan!

A big pet peeve of mine is standing in the line waiting to place my order for my lunchtime meal, when there’s some office stooge in front of me that lost the straw pull to go and place the orders for the entire office. Such as to what happened to me today. I’m at the local Subway thinking, how should I kill this woman. Run her over with my car? stuff her in the bread oven? Or maybe I could use my super human mind to make her head explode. All the same it would not return the 20 extra minutes she stole from my life.

This lady has a order for 10 sandwiches and she looks at me with big doe eyes and says, sorry, I have a big order.

I said, no your not. With a tone in my voice as if to say your ass looks fat in that dress.

If you were truly sorry you would have faxed in your order like any real office stooge would do, that way you don’t hold up the line like your doing now. So stop lying to me and place your freaking order for 10 freaking sandwiches!

I get a reply of, but we didn’t know what we wanted until it was time for lunch.

I say bull shit to that. Like it wasn’t in your mind to go to subway. So I reach behind me and grab a to-go menu and hand it to her, or more like thrust it in her direction. Oh man I was steaming.

I really hate it when someone says “sorry” for something that they did like this. Or even when it’s out of their control. Like when you go to purchase a new album you have been waiting for and they are out of it. Like its their fault the store didn’t have it. It’s not like this woman is going to go back to her office and cry because she held me up. Instead she is going to go back and browse the new LTD catalog for that piece of crap potpourri holder. Next time think before you make the move and you wont have someone like me behind your burning a hole in your head with my eyes.

Of course everyone is looking at me by that time like I just stomped her kitten to death. But being that I hate human contact while at lunch I don’t care much. I just stare back at them and laugh to myself. You will all rue the day when I rule the world. Especially those that stand in my way of my oh so tasty Subway Italian B.M.T.

On a brighter note. You should try Subways new bread. It’s call Italian Herb and Cheese. It’s oh so tasty. Combine that with a Italian B.M.T. and you have one damn good meal. Only thing that could be better is 420 herb and cheese bread. But I may have to go to Amsterdam to get that one.

So as you know if you read my horrible attempt at blogging, my wife is pregnant. It will be a week since we found out on wednesday and so far she has felt like poop. Everyday she seems to be more tired and complains (like that is anything new) about how she feels icky. I’m not a woman nor do I play one on TV but I would have to say it would suck to be pregnant. One saving factor of her being with child is that I can once again snack on a pint of Ben and Jerry’s Ice Cream. Oh sweet lord thank you for that!

Does anyone else out there have issues with dumb asses not understanding a rolling turn. Today it seems that nobody is reading street signs. I went to lunch, came to the rolling turn just outside of my work place and the damn car in front of me stops to watch the traffic. Honking my horn only returns the middle finger. Then, on my way back from the bank some asshole in a truck stops at a clear yield sign. there is no traffic coming and he stops. My freaking god! push the gas and go! I have no time to deal with your no tooth having, inbreed truck driving self. Just go!

I have come to a creative block on the upgrading of my blog. WordPress is freaking amazing and I’m happy I’m moving over to it. But, after getting things almost the way I want them to be I have lost interest in it. Maybe it’s because I have a very low understanding of CSS and PHP files. Or maybe because I have a raging affliction of AADD. I like to think it’s because I don’t fully understand CSS and PHP. Don’t get me wrong, I can figure out how they work and such. But when it comes to actually doing things for my self I suck. Like the nav bar, I want it at the top of my pages. In my MovableType blog its a simple html code and all is good. But in WordPress it’s laid out in CSS as far as it being horizontal. When I apply the code the links appear where I want them. But they get covered up by the blog entry if you view it as a single post. It’s really getting on my nerves and makes me want to quit. But if I quit then I won’t win (yes I realize this is not a contest) and winners never quit.

Well I have gone and done it. I have in-acted the plan to take over and rule the world. My wife, I call her The Wife, is now impregnated with my evil spawn. She is 4 weeks preggers and is expected to deliver late may early june. How all this happened I have know ideal. It could have happened during the Detroit Lions opening game but there is no way to be sure.

Mini Rob or Mini Kelly (that is The Wife’s real name) will have to learn how to earn its keep early in its life. I will not tolerate any crying for food, or peeing its diaper, as these are action unbecoming of a world ruler. It will possess unearthly strengths and skill that will shadow anyone or anything before it. It will show great restraint towards its people as a young ruler and crush anyone that will stand in his or her way.

All seriously though, the news came as a huge surprise as we were looking to start trying for child next year. I guess sometimes the cards are stacked in a way that it keeps you from having the option. Being a bachelor up until 3 years ago when we met, I decided then that this is the lady that I would want to die with. She is smart, beautiful, caring, and kind to strangers. A complete complement to my hard, rough exterior. She has proven herself as and exceptional mother and wife. There is no doubt in my mind that she will posses the same qualities in years to come.

I have been through lots in my life, I have done many things. I am sure these are going to be my brightest moments and I pray for the strength to keep me from strangling the evil spawn Homer Simpson style when he calls me by my name and not Dad.

Internet explorer is fucking crap! why wont it follow along with firefox and safari?

If you have happend apon this blog please be advised that i am still working on it. and this entry gave me something to toy with.

thanks for stopping by.