Title? What Title?

You ever start something and completely forget what you were going to do. That's this post. I had a great post in my head all week, and I have forgotten it several times. So I'm just posting for the sake of posting. Hoorah!

Just read a great post by Rachel called Why Date When you can Masturbate: http://rachelandthecity.com/archives/2006_01.php#001705
I'm just glad that both sexes are frustrated with the dating scene or lack there of in this city. I proposed the following in her comments and I'll propose it again here (although this is a new blog so does anyone read it yet?):
Why don't we designate a certain night where all single men and women between post-college and pre-40 meet at a certain central location? The following rules need to be enforced (how I don't know, but hey they're important):
No "single" people who are in any type of relationships. If you've been on more than 7 dates with one specific person in the last month, you can't come.
If you are married you can't come. NO COUPLES. We love you but we have enough trouble being the third, fifth, seventh, etc. wheel when everyone goes out.
If you are separated but not legally divorced yet, do not come. We don't want to be involved in any type of problems. Plus get your baggage together before you get back into the dating scene.

I'm sure there are more rules that we need to look at, but those are just the first few I wanted to throw out there. Think it over and let me know what you think.

Quote: Seagrove "Kids in the backseat cause accidents, accidents in the backseat cause kids."
Songs on playlist:
Paul Simon "Negotiation and Love Songs 1971-1986". Great album.

Vent: American Friggin Idol

I have pondered something for many years now. WTF? Why do people watch American Idol? I'll admit it, I watched the first episode of the first season and five minutes of the second episode. The first one was funny with all the freaking douches acting like fools. That second episode only worked for 5 minutes before I tried to gouge my eyes out and pop my eardrums. It is just one of those examples of what is wrong with our friggin culture. Sorry I have to vent. These no talent assclowns put in no time towards creating a career. They go on a reality show (a crappy one at that) and if they can sing (which too many people can) they move on to the real competition. Then their success depends almost solely on how the American Public votes (via text message I believe). So it's not really the American Public is it? No, it's whoever wants to spend money to vote for someone they don't even know. THEY ARE TAKING YOUR MONEY TO FEED YOU CRAPPY MUSIC FROM CRAPPY SINGERS WHO CAN'T EVEN WRITE THEIR OWN MUSIC.
There are so many bands out there who spends years playing dives, eating garbage, and sleeping in their vans night after night and THEY HAVE TALENT. These jokers only get to flaunt their one ability (singing) and get records deals. Sorry I don't get it. I've seen too many good bands who had that spark but never could find and outlet for their abilities past a college bar or honky tonk. That's the end of the American Idol rant.

Ok, Lost was good last night. Not as great as the past two weeks, but good on its own merit. My Name Is Earl tonight was awesome. I haven't watched The Office yet. I did catch "Cat On A Hot Tin Roof." If you have never seen it, I recommend it. Elizabeth Taylor is hot. Now I understand why everyone from the previous generation was convinced that this old hag who hung around that pedophile in the Sergeant Peppers jacket was so gorgeous.

Just saw a commercial for the Sopranos on HBO. I believe that new episodes begin in March 2006. Hell Freakin' Yeah!!!

Jackie Gleason was a comedic genius.

Another personal rule about this blog. My love life is not official discussion material. Sorry, but why do I want to shoot myself in the proverbial foot...or heart...or...well we won't go there. Plus, like every other single man in this city, when it's hot, it's hot and when it's cold, it's cold. I don't feel like bragging when it's good and I know you won't want to read it. Whoever you are.

Social schedule for the weekend:
Friday: going to Oxford for family thing. My brother has been acknowledged as one of the Who's Who of American College Students of the Class of 2006 (smart guy). I told him congratulations. I had a similar accomplishment back in the day (you know, the early part of this century): I was a who's who of the bar. No not law school. The drinking establishments.
Enter your own corny laugh to that one. I'm saying "Hardy Har Har."
Saturday: I have dinner plans (i.e. a date, see personal rule above).
Sunday: No telling. I feel like a bloody mary or several will be in order.

It's late I'm going to bed.


Quote of post: Original "When in Rome...try the Vino."
Songs on the Playlist:
Little Feat - Fat Man In The Bathtub
Jethro Tull - Crossed-Eyed Mary
Marshall Tucker Band - Fire On The Mountain
Lynyrd Skynyrd - The Ballad of Curtis Loew
Earl Scruggs & Friends - Foggy Mountain Breakdown
(Smokey & Bandit on tv, song: Jerry Reed - West Bound and Down)
Bob Seger - Her Strut
Ben Harper & the Innocent Criminals - Sexual Healing (cover Live at Bonnaroo)
Ben Harper (acoustic) - Burn One Down/With My Own Two Hands (Live at Bonnaroo)

Welcome, now get up on Deez

Hey yall

This is my first post. What I am going to cover on this blog is varied based on my thoughts, moods, etc. at the moment of each post. If I rant, I rant. I'm just here to do nothing productive. That is my promise to you. Nothing productive. This isn't work afterall.

Here are a few things about me. I'm single. Male. Caucasian (that's white for those of you who happen to be ignorant). I'm in my twenties. I live in Memphis (or El Memfrico). I go out every once in a while. I'm not going to tell you when or where I go, but if you read long enough you might find a pattern. I'm a member of several various clubs, organizations, and drinking groups in and around this freaking area.

Here's what I did this past weekend.
I went to my buddy's house for chili dogs and free beer Friday night. It's a guy thing.
Saturday I went to a wedding shower and then caught Walrus (http://www.walrusrocks.com/) at the Blue Monkey (http://memphis.citysearch.com/profile/9444216). They were on. It rocked. By the way, why don't they have a website. How am I supposed to link them?
Sunday, had mexican while I watched Desperate Housewives and Grey's Anatomy

Here's a question for you, who is hotter Izzie on Grey's or Susan on D.H.? I mean there is an age difference there, but it's a tough one. Izzie had the lead until last week's episode (1/15/06) when Susan decided to drop down to the bra and panties for her doctor's examination. It's a tough one. We'll let the world decide.

By the way, "How I Met Your Mother" was bada** last night. I hope next week is as good. Ted's new love is hot in that not-anorexic-actress sort of way. I kinda dug her. She looks like a woman you would actually meet. Not one of the coke whores you meet around 11 PM at the bar (I'll post that observation later). She looks like a real person. Good writing on her character's beginning. Please don't let them screw it up.

Quote for the post: Phoebe - "Does this mean that putting out doesn't get you love?"
Songs on Playlist at the moment:
Lynyrd Skynyrd - Double Trouble
ZZ Top - Tush
Stevie Ray Vaughan - Look At Little Sister
Jimi Hendrix - Little Wing
U2 - Vertigo
The Outfield - Lose Your Love
Ying Yang Twins - Put That Thang Down
Weezer - Buddy Holly
ACDC - Back In Black


Drink Beer Not Caffeine!