Won’t pay to be a walking ad
October 19th, 2007I’ll never buy anything with a corporate logo. I never understood why someone pays to be a walking ad for a shoe company. It’s a stupid shoe! Why pay to advertise for a stinky shoe?
Yes, I have clothes with corporate ads on them and I wear them. I got them free however. I’ll wear anything that’s free, as long as it doesn’t say something like “the guy wearing this shirt is a moron.”
When I was in high school, I was always trying to make people laugh when they were drinking. Nothing funnier than milk or soda coming out of someone’s nose.
My friend Mike made a kid pee in his pants he laughed so hard. After that, he always said “don’t make me laugh!” when we tried to do it again.
One of the best compliments I ever got was when my friend Dan said I was his favorite martial artist to work out with, because I didn’t try to prove anything. Instead, I was always trying to learn.
I never climbed Mt. Everest. However, I’ve been to the top of Pike’s Peak. (I took the tram. Don’t tell anyone).
I prefer to hang with people who aren’t so bloody hypersensitive. Yet another reason I can’t stand political correctness.
For breakfast, I drink milk. During the day, I drink at least forty ounces of water. At night, I have one or two beers or a mixed drink. I take a glass of water to bed every night and Mrs. Z and I share it.
I’ve been working Junior’s arm since an early age. By the time he’s 20, he should be able to throw a football farther than I can. He doesn’t seem to like football though. Oh well. I tried.
I Dungeon Mastered a cave I designed over the summer. I killed off three characters. I took their character sheets and wrote DEAD really big on them. They were first level though, so you can’t expect everyone to make it out of the cave alive when they’re all first level.
I get to see both Nightwish and H.I.M next month in San Francisco, my 2nd and 3rd favorite bands, respectively.
After all these years, Rolling Stone magazine still sucks.


