The worst is over

You can have the best of me...


You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips.....

If you've lived in a cave your entire life, and haven't heard it, get the song "Copperhead Road" by Steve Earle. Great song.

Add another one to the list. The list I'm referring to is the list of misspellings of my name. Today, someone spelled it Aarron. Is it really that hard? Two 'a's, an 'r', an 'o', and a single 'n'. For the most part, the only spelling's I've ever encountered are A-A-R-O-N for the guys and E-R-I-N for the ladies. Other popular misspellings presented to me include; Aron, Arron, Arrin and, believe it or not, Aaronn. I know it's only a small mistake, but it's my name, and I'm proud of it.

When asked if he was really sick the week before the fight, Mike Tyson said that his back was broken. That's right, broken. And not just broken, but it was a "spinular" break. Will somebody please take him away to a long rest in the asylum please. Thanks.

Well, I'm back from the bleed, and all is well. I highly recommend donating, it's actually a breeze and for a great cause (plus all you can eat cookies!). Just remember, if you ever need any blood, you might get a little bit of Patzer in you. Muhahahaha.

I'm going to donate blood for the first time today....pretty nervous! Well, enough stalling, off I go.

Does Ashanti have any songs of her own? What a whore...collaboration whore that is.

Just in case you have no life, and want to know the results in my sloth-drawing contest, I LOST. The deciding vote was "squirrel monkey", making the score 3-2 and costing me a doctor pepper. Oh well, maybe I can redeem myself in the lemur drawing contest.

Eating 12000 night-crawlers in one hour.....there's something to be proud of. What an idiot.

How I spent my morning at work (due to fog I swear)

A guy at work reminds us of a sloth. As a result, I was challenged to a sloth-drawing competition. I proceeded to put forth what I thought was a very good effort, amidst very heavy heckling. The bet was that out of five people surveyed, at least three had to call it a sloth, not a monkey. The comments are as follows:

1.it's not a monkey, but belongs to the monkey family
2.sloth
3.three-toed sloth
4.monkey from the game "barrell o' monkeys"
5.Pending.....

The official score so far is 2-2 (the first answer was debated heavily). I'm really confident that I will win the "DP" as we call them, but we'll see what tomorrow brings. Man I love my job.

I just brushed over my peanut-butter covered bagel with my fleece blanket. Pretty sad when that's the most exciting part of your night.

"Gotta watch out for those damn Dutch." and "Back when Jesus Christ was a cowboy." Both comments came out of an older gent I met at hockey this weekend. Quite the character is all I can really say about him.

I heard this song today for the first time. I gaurantee it will put a smile on your face if you download it and listen.

Kenny Rogers - The Greatest

Little boy, in a baseball hat stands in the field with his ball and bat.
Says, "I am the greatest player of them all" puts his bat on his shoulder and he tosses up his ball.
And the ball goes up and the ball comes down swings his bat all the way around
The world so still you can hear the sound, the baseball falls to the ground.
Now the little boy doesn't say a word, picks up his ball, he is undeterred.
Says, "I am the greatest there has ever been" and he grits his teeth and he tries it again.
And the ball goes up and the ball comes down swings his bat all the way around
The world so still you can hear the sound, the baseball falls to the ground.
He makes no excuses, he shows no fear, he just closes his eyes and listens to the cheers.
Little boy, he adjusts his hat, picks up his ball, stares at his bat
Says,"I am the greatest, the game is on the line" and he gives his all one last time.
And the ball goes up and the moon so bright, swings his bat with all his might
The world's as still, as still can be, the baseball falls and that's strike three.
Now it's suppertime and his momma calls, little boy starts home with his bat and ball.
Says, "I am the greatest, that is a fact, but even I didn't know I could pitch like that!"
Says, "I am the greatest,that is understood, but even I didn't know I could pitch that good!"

As most people know, when I am introduced by other people, it is always as 'Patzer'. As a result of this, only my family and girlfriend actually call me Aaron. In fact, I would say about 5% of the people that I've met don't even know what my actual name is. This wasn't really apparent until recently, when a guy on my hockey team introduced me as 'Pat'. He had called me Pat all along, which I thought was short for 'Patzer', but no. He actually thought my name was Pat for the last 5 months. He was pretty embarassed when I re-introduced myself as Aaron to spare being labeled as a 'Pat'. No offence to any male Pat's out there, but that name sucks. So in conlusion, my name is Aaron for all those who don't know, and I'll gladly acknowledge you if you call me by it. Thanks.

Who gets "Jenny From The Block" stuck in their head, honestly?

So what's the deal with yawns being contagious anyway? This site was good enough for me. I yawned 8 times!!

Today I was driving through a school zone. I was going the speed limit and was absolutely sure there weren't any kids around. So I drove over a little bump in the road, and what do you think my first instinct was? I looked in the rear-view mirror to make sure I hadn't run over a little kid. Strange how the brain works.




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