tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43211729412607218352010-02-03T15:49:10.630-05:00The G-SpotBobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.comBlogger325125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-64260771364762041642010-01-21T10:21:00.003-05:002010-01-21T10:53:22.470-05:00Back in the Day!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S1h4Tgqp9_I/AAAAAAAAAsY/zU1ZW-j_oA4/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>I was just looking at my ever dwindling bank account, and it reminded me of the good ol' days. Im sure if you take a deep breath, close your eyes, and think hard about the past, you can come back here with me! <div><br /></div><div>How come they got rid of nap times in school? But 1st grade they were like NOPE, your ass best stay tired! I think there should be a mandatory 1 hr sleep period at work, right after lunch! That way you could throw down mass quantities of grub and then nap it off!  I mean lets face it, I'm basically sleeping at 2 everyday lol, just fightin to stay awake, if I was to take a 30 min or so nap, I'd be all good! lol </div><div><br /></div><div>I wish I could still travel around with a  big wheel! It'd be awesome! Everyone could customize their big wheels! Paint em up nice!, Custom hand brake and shit, plus when you need a new one, it's only like $60! </div><div><br /></div><div>I used to play street hockey from like 10am till dawn. Those were the days. How come if I walk 6 blocks now I'm fuckin dead? oh, I know...BEER. lol We would play all day, in sweltering fuckin heat and hardly need any water or anything. PLay all day, go home, chill, not sore, not tired, NOTHING. It's crazy how good of shape I used to be in. </div><div><br /></div><div>No work, only school. It was, in hindsight SO DAMN EASY! In school, we had RECESS! Which is happy play time! lol I could use recess at work! Just go outside, swing for 35 mins, then come back strong! lol </div><div><br /></div><div>No bills, no worries, summers off, all fun, no drama, no Bullshit, all happy! Those were the days! Yup, those were the days!</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S1h4Tgqp9_I/AAAAAAAAAsY/zU1ZW-j_oA4/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429221627376826354" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-6426077136476204164?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-44101822334723603332010-01-20T09:00:00.002-05:002010-01-20T09:35:03.859-05:00WTF Wednesday!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S1cUgH1NT0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/s_yQhUktQps/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>Welcome to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">WTF</span> Wednesday! An exciting chronicle of things that piss me off!!!!! <div><br /></div><div>American Idol, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">WTF</span>? I was all braced for a 2 hr super hype excitement of awesomeness, and what do I get? Chicago...I love the city of Chicago, but in like 20,000 people they got 13 people to Hollywood, 13...Chicago, YOU SUCK! </div><div><br /></div><div>Recipes, why do all of you need like a 1/2 oz of milk...I don't drink milk, I'm not gonna buy a carton of milk to make my cheesy pasta...you suck <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Knorr</span> (formerly Lipton) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">WTF</span>? </div><div><br /></div><div>When I moved in to my apt in August I bought a cheap set of silverware, granted I know it was a cheap set, but now its rusty as shit, I don't really enjoy tetanus w my meal...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">WTF</span>???? </div><div><br /></div><div>In Country songs they always say we made love like it was the first time. The first time? The first time? So it was awkward, and finished quickly? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">WTF</span>? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">lol</span></div><div><br /></div><div>I hate how dry my apt is. It's seriously nuts. As soon as I step in I need to make a B-Line to the lotion or ill be an itching fool! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">WTF</span>? A humidifier is in order for SURE!!!! </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Im</span> so tired of traffic lately! Its been crazy, and for NO REAL REASON! It doesn't make sense! Its really slow, then we just start going, no obstruction, no stalled car in the median, no cop pulling someone over, NOTHING. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">WTF</span>? </div><div><br /></div><div>Hate that song by Owl City,  Fireflies...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Every time</span> I hear it I wanna hit something, its like torture for your soul...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">WTF</span>? </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S1cUgH1NT0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/s_yQhUktQps/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428830417909010242" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-4410182233472360333?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-69566267064808845832010-01-19T08:59:00.005-05:002010-01-19T09:16:27.948-05:00Weekend Update....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S1W9dCGVxnI/AAAAAAAAAsI/e1jUSBZPfo4/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>So this weekend was kind of like a fantasy world! It was a world of celebration, happiness, sadness, excitement, and all other kinds of emotions! The Bennigans closing shindigs were AMAZING!!!! We sent Bennigans out like a champ! I felt like I was 22 again lol, but the reality hit when 3 days of partying took its toll yesterday! I didn't work till 5 but I was in ROUGH shape! <div><br /></div><div>Financially, the plan has been put into effect. I have 3 of the 4 steps started! I cooked on Saturday night, just spaghetti, but since I boiled water I count it lol. I did a mega grocery shop, including ingredients to make a few other meals! I'm excited about cooking stuff for myself, I'm a grown ass man, the time has come!!!! I'm still very intimidated though, see I can follow directions well, but some of that shit is so vague. WTF is a pinch? WTF does brown the mat mean? Is that not cooking it? stuff like that I need to figure out still, but I'm excited either way! </div><div><br /></div><div>Friday I opened a savings account and set up my direct deposit. I'm excited about having emergency money stashed away because I have no nest egg right now. If something happens, I'M SCREWED. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ive also started Netflix, which is exciting cause I love DEXTER! Season 3 is pretty good so far, but its no season 2! </div><div><br /></div><div>The $20/wk for going out hasn't happened yet, its because of the Bennigans closing. I had to go out, but don't worry! I no longer carry my debit card around, so I HAVE to use cash. Which is gonna help me w the spending. </div><div><br /></div><div>OK folks, happy Tuesday! Hope all my bloggy friends are doing well!!!!! LOVE YOU!!!! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S1W9dCGVxnI/AAAAAAAAAsI/e1jUSBZPfo4/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428453232342320754" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-6956626706480884583?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-59460575880745836882010-01-16T11:19:00.003-05:002010-01-16T11:55:29.129-05:00Damn I'm Gonna Miss Bennigans...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S1HvFcA1dBI/AAAAAAAAAsA/qwuU0C3E5ow/s1600-h/signature.png"><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dev.annarborcvb.org/images/uploads/images/toeat/671de7d104d06bfcbf2d5ae59c8148d0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 495px;" src="http://dev.annarborcvb.org/images/uploads/images/toeat/671de7d104d06bfcbf2d5ae59c8148d0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div>Ann Arbor Bennigans...Those very words invoke memories of people and events that will make me smile forever. On the surface it was just a shitty serving Job, in an old "Irish" decorated bar. Inside however, was one of the greatest groups of people I have, or ever will know. All my major life moments happened while I was at that store. First time getting drunk at a Jimmy Buffet Concert with Tiffy and Jenny. First time I got laid I worked there. We went on some of the best trips, like the time I went to Key West for bartenders weekend w/ Fritts and Tiffy! When we got tickets to see 3rd Eye Blind in a small club in Chicago FREE thanks to Becks Beer! Bennigans, the 8 yrs I worked there turned out such a quality crew! People I've met there were in my wedding, are some of my best friends that I will ever have. There are so many reasons I'll be sad to see that place go, first off I paid for maybe 1 of 4 beers. Free beer is always good, secondly the memories, oh the memories. God, the vast majority of the best years of my life were working at this job. Ill miss some friends who have moved out of state. Damn it, here come the tears. I was hoping I wouldn't cry. I feel like I'm losing a best friend, though in reality, the friends are still gonna be around! Many are changing restaurants, or moving on to other jobs in the area, but they will still be here! To the old school staff: I love so many of you folks! That place had the best eye of hiring great people. You guys helped make me who I am today! I used to be a shy kid, I know hard to believe, but the people at Bennigans embraced me into their crew and help me explode out of my shell! Ill never forget you people! To the current staff: I love you all! You folks have been some of my best friends Ive ever had! You folks have also, even though I haven't worked there in 2.5 yrs, made sure to get a hold of me for key Bennigans events. I came whenever I could, because you guys know how to fuckin party too!!!! I wanna call out a few specific people who have had a huge hand in my life. Tiffy, I love you girl! We had so many amazing times! I don't see you NEARLY enough anymore! Dave Fritts, I love you man, we also don't see each other as often as we should, but I miss you man! Gabe: You are always there for me when I need to bitch, you have let me know that shit isn't as bad as it seems and it can always be worse, so be thankful for what Ive got. Big shot out to my boy Josh Rice who is moving to Colorado, you've been there for me a lot man, we have discussed some seriously deep shit on FB chat, best of luck to you sir we will all miss you man, but now we got a legit reason to roll to Colorado, to come see you! Kristin Ellis, while we disconnected for a bit, we have reaffirmed our friendship. Thank you for being there for me on those nights where all my stuff gets to me, I love you and am so glad we have reconnected! There are so many notes I can write, everyone has touched me in some kind of way. The hearts on you people are truly the biggest Ive ever seen. God who knew back in 1999 when I filled out an application at a restaurant Id never ate at before, that it would literally change my life? I love all of you folks and best of luck to all of you in your new endeavors! You all deserve the best!</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S1HvFcA1dBI/AAAAAAAAAsA/qwuU0C3E5ow/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S1HvFcA1dBI/AAAAAAAAAsA/qwuU0C3E5ow/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427381902656238610" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dev.annarborcvb.org/images/uploads/images/toeat/671de7d104d06bfcbf2d5ae59c8148d0.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dev.annarborcvb.org/images/uploads/images/toeat/671de7d104d06bfcbf2d5ae59c8148d0.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dev.annarborcvb.org/images/uploads/images/toeat/671de7d104d06bfcbf2d5ae59c8148d0.jpg"></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-5946057588074583688?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-19312168244357104982010-01-14T10:02:00.003-05:002010-01-14T10:05:35.643-05:00RIP Teddy Pendergrass<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S08ysAGSfvI/AAAAAAAAAr4/IV3iXHUaQcc/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>Teddy P passed today at age 59 after a long battle w Colon Cancer. Lead singer of Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes, he went solo and had some of the sexiest jams ever!!! RIP Teddy P, you are the smoothest pimp in the history of music! <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xo9df0kQx1k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xo9df0kQx1k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:48px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PyTBItN9m0c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PyTBItN9m0c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 48px; white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; white-space: normal; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S08ysAGSfvI/AAAAAAAAAr4/IV3iXHUaQcc/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S08ysAGSfvI/AAAAAAAAAr4/IV3iXHUaQcc/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426611807526747890" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-1931216824435710498?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-12768397620479843432010-01-13T09:20:00.003-05:002010-01-13T09:55:38.936-05:00WTF Wednesday!!!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S03cPDis8cI/AAAAAAAAArw/ArnChFFFgs8/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>Three blogs in a row? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">WTF</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">BG</span>? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lol</span> <div><br /></div><div>So this morning I arise as I always do, and I go to the living room, get the mail, and I have bills as always. One in particular though caught my eye. a bill from Dr Norbert, a dentist, who pulled my wisdom teeth in MAY! I open it up, $550.27. FROM MAY! 8 months ago <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">WTF</span>? </div><div><br /></div><div>Lane <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Kiffen</span>, head football coach at Tennessee is leaving after 14 months! Way to go asshole! way to leave the kids you recruited, the team you inherited and the school who gave your bitch ass a shot! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">WTF</span>? </div><div><br /></div><div>Mark <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">McGwire</span> was on steroids? REALLY? Who <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">didnt</span> know this? The earth knew this, now he confessed and its news? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">WTF</span>? </div><div><br /></div><div>Did anyone see American Idol last night? Victoria "Posh Spice" Adams looked like she was about 4 seconds away from death. She was so thin and tanned and bugged eyed. She looked like a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">fuckin</span> alien, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">WTF</span>? </div><div><br /></div><div>My <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">brokeassness</span> has reached critical levels, it's gonna be a rough ride, like I needed more drama <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">WTF</span>? </div><div><br /></div><div>I ordered  a Wallet from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">ebay</span> like 3 weeks ago, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">don't</span> think <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">I'm</span> gonna get it, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">WTF</span>? Time to dispute the charge...</div><div><br /></div><div>OK <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Bloggy</span> land have a great Wed!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S03cPDis8cI/AAAAAAAAArw/ArnChFFFgs8/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S03cPDis8cI/AAAAAAAAArw/ArnChFFFgs8/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426235277258322370" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-1276839762047984343?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-14116636043304581802010-01-12T14:18:00.005-05:002010-01-12T14:51:48.482-05:00RTT:, and other stuff!!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S0zSfFszKdI/AAAAAAAAAro/jIo_Zad0Yw0/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>Its true, Ive been slacking like a mug. Between that, and the lack of commenting on other blogs, I understand where all my love went. Also the fact that many of my posts were kinda depressing doesn't help, people like the funny BG, I do too! He's back though, usually, ever so often sad hits, but I'm doing well! So now its time for the random Tuesday love that we have all came to love from my girl <a href="http://www.blogger.com/theunmom.com">the Unmom</a>. Enjoy!!! <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S0zQPZKtqMI/AAAAAAAAArg/baLfOBWVgXs/s400/randomtuesday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425940613947041986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 79px; " /></span><div><br /></div><div>The Tacobell Drive through Diet? Are you shitting me? I don't care if that chick says she lost 54 lbs eating Tacobell. I call BS, there had to be other stuff at work here. She didnt walk, so it cant be like Jared, all she did was drive her car in Tacobell Drive Thru, and order items that are exactly the same except minus cheese. Anyone else see any way this could work? Yeah..me neither. </div><div><br /></div><div>Has anyone priced liquor lately? I went to get some for a friend and it seemed really expensive. I haven't bought liquor in like 4 yrs. Is it made w unicorn blood now? Cause thatd do it! lol </div><div><br /></div><div>Ive Been Immersed in music as of late! I have Great headphones and song I used to fuck up lyrics in are so much clearer I can now figure them out! One of my favs Prince, Seven, it goes,<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And we will see a plague and a river of blood</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And every evil soul will surely die in spite of</span></span><div><br /></div><div>But the way he says it, the inflection </div><div><br /></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; ">And we will see a plague and a river of blood</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; ">And every evil soul will be a Giant Spi-der, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; ">I swear lol</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Anyone else totally addicted to Jersey Shore on MTV? I used to poo poo it, that is, until i started watching it! Its so trashy and awful you gotta watch!!! These tanned buff dudes, and trashy, (hot) chicks (especially JWoww lol)  I cant get enough of the fights and attempted hook ups! lol Its so great!!!! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); line-height: normal; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S0zP-IZpuCI/AAAAAAAAArY/uorQHb_eZqw/s400/Jersey-Shore-Cast-MTV-590x393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425940317388519458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></span></span></div><div>Facebook, GLORIOUS FACEBOOK, has a Jersey Shore name generator, I am B-Train, I love it, Ive embraced it, but its still no Bobby G though lol. My best nickname is built in! </div><div><br /></div><div>So Ive been on the prowl for ladies lately, dating is a strange world, Ive been in a relationship (well 2) for the last 6 years, and now I'm dating again! This is CRAZY! The world has changed! I still am able to talk to Ladies, but do you know how long its been since I've had to wear condoms? They are expensive too! $6 for a 3 pack! WTF? Oh well cheaper than a baby! Or doctors visits...</div><div><br /></div><div>Got myself an iPod touch! 32GB w a case. I splurged on it for sure, but I use all day at work, to help customers and show em stuff, so I justified it that way (and I wonder why I'm broke lol) But all that is ending, Its on me all day like my phone when i get WIFI I take it out and utilize, its also my iPod too obviously so I jam to it all day long at my non apple job. Good times there!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>OK folks, i hope to see some of you back on my site, I plan on posting more regularly, because honestly, I miss it, and I have funny stuff to say again!!! LOVE YOU GUYS!!! </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S0zSfFszKdI/AAAAAAAAAro/jIo_Zad0Yw0/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S0zSfFszKdI/AAAAAAAAAro/jIo_Zad0Yw0/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425943082622462418" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-1411663604330458180?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-22569041697938979542010-01-11T14:39:00.002-05:002010-01-11T14:53:53.256-05:00Back to Brokeassness!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S0uBkkyC93I/AAAAAAAAArQ/Awz7Iq2Nl2E/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>Im broke, I cant lie, after Lori passed I stopped caring about money, and bills, and was very haphazard with my money. Bought shit I couldn't really afford, ate out too much, drank too much, and in turn gained weight. Ive gotten probably $600 in bank fees since October, and I didn't care, until now! I'm tired of it! I need to save money. And I have a plan. Its 4 magical steps! Here they are:<div><br /></div><div>1. Grocery shop more! I can get 2 weeks of groceries for $60 or I can eat 10 meals out. The math is easy here! Im also going to try to cook food! Tacos are easy, spaghetti is easy, these things can be done cheaply, and without to much work. </div><div><br /></div><div>2. $20 a week for going out. There are tons of ways to make this $20 stretch in a college town! Several bars have $1 beers or cheap specials, restaurants do too! </div><div><br /></div><div>3. SAVING! $40 a check goes into my savings account! You never know when this life will throw you a curve ball! Id like to get about $1000 saved to have as a fund. </div><div><br /></div><div>4. And finally, Netflix! Watching TV is a good way to stay focused! Especially when you are engrossed in a great show like Dexter! $15 a month will save me hundreds!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>So there ya have it folks, its my 4 part plan, I hope this works, Im so sick of being broke!!!! </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S0uBkkyC93I/AAAAAAAAArQ/Awz7Iq2Nl2E/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425572641446754162" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-2256904169793897954?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-91631427587556455682010-01-05T09:53:00.004-05:002010-01-05T10:08:03.596-05:00Holi-Daze!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S0NVkoy8-gI/AAAAAAAAArI/tWDB_7MLRuI/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>What a whirl wind these holidays have been! An emotional mix of happiness, sadness, missing, loving, and over all excitement! They were easier than I expected w/ regards to Lori. Had a rough time Xmas eve and New years at midnight. Went outside, sat on the porch got a few tears out, and was good to go! I miss her so much, but I am doing SO GOOD in general. I have never dealt w a loss like this before. I never knew how much strength I had inside until now. The only real thing that I embrace about all of this, is the role I have taken w friends and family when they dealt with loss. I have become a great ear for many people! I enjoy helping folks whenever possible. The holidays are a tough time when you've encountered a loss. Its a typical happy time for most, but the emotions you feel after a loss are quite strange I must say. While everyone else is having a great time w/ the food and presents etc,  I was a bit numb. I recall how great the holidays were last year w/ her by my side and it makes me a little bit sad, both because I miss her, and also that I wont have that again with her. I know for sure, that I will find someone again! I will have many memories with her too!!!! <div><br /></div><div>I am stoked for 2010! In my mind its a clean slate!!!! I can now focus on the future!!!! I can focus on my friends and family! I am very excited for the unknowns in 2010, I just hope the unknowns are good, and not bad, another 2008/2009 this year, its going to be a lot to handle...but, I'm so strong right now, I can take anything!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>PS: Sorry for the semi depressing post, it helps me to get my thoughts out on "paper" thanks everyone! </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/S0NVkoy8-gI/AAAAAAAAArI/tWDB_7MLRuI/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423272464198990338" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-9163142758755645568?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-32922162741605441202009-12-29T08:40:00.002-05:002009-12-29T08:57:31.266-05:00F You 2009!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SzoKnonjMEI/AAAAAAAAArA/GV_s7Ruv2eM/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>2009 was the worst year of my life. No doubt. 2008 also sucked, but due to the intense loss I have dealt with this year, it beats it out. The year started out great, with tons of hope and excitement. The anticipation of a great year w/ my new GF Lori was amazing! I was so excited w/ starting our life together! have a new GF rules! You find out all the little stuff about them that you love, and all the ways to make them smile. You also found out what they don't like and what you should never do again lol. Things went fairly smoothly until about July. I sold the house (THANK GOD) and got 2 new jobs to replace the Ann Arbor News closing. But after the house was gone I got all the bills the ex never paid, and that caused a rift in our relationship. We eventually broke up, but on GREAT TERMS! Our friendship was blossoming! it was actually amazing! It was so seamless. Everything was going great until October 25, when she took her own life. I was numb. I was a shell of myself. I didn't know what to do or how to handle it. I overreacted, and was very overbearing to the family and Lori friends. I certainly regret my actions, but I was not in a proper state of mind to be held accountable for my actions. My bday on November 1 was a bright spot. I was so sad and some friends MADE me get out of the house and out of my Pajamas lol, and I went out and had a great night on the town! When I got back however reality hit again. I started therapy in early November. Its been VERY helpful in getting through this tough time.  I feel like ME again! I feel like I am feeling SO much better, but at the same time the memories never go away and sometimes a bout of sad hits. Its going to be like that for a while I bet. The year hasn't been ALL bad however. This traumatic event has taught me so much about being strong. Its made me realize I can handle anything, and its helped me be a great support system for friends going through traumatic events as well, because now I have been there. I love my jobs, I've got a great apt that I love and of course so much support from all my friends and family. So...here's to a great 2010. We all deserve it! <div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SzoKnonjMEI/AAAAAAAAArA/GV_s7Ruv2eM/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SzoKnonjMEI/AAAAAAAAArA/GV_s7Ruv2eM/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420656777528291394" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-3292216274160544120?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-80851425252147812342009-12-15T15:36:00.004-05:002009-12-15T15:48:09.078-05:00BGs Happy Land!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Syf1-HS9VSI/AAAAAAAAAq4/g0vs8ujJsZg/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>Just like Happy Gilmore, I'm going to take you to my happy place! I've been in an amazing mood the last few days! I can sleep again, and I have been, immensely lol. Thanks to the lovely &amp; talented <a href="http://marathoner81.blogspot.com/">Optimistic Pessimist,</a> here is what makes me happy! <div><br /></div><div>Beer, I just love beer, all kinds, but you can keep your nasty ass Corona and Heineken. </div><div>My Harley, the ultimate stress reliever.  <br /></div><div>Women, DUH <br /></div><div>Tacos, so damn delicious <br /></div><div>A cool breeze, ahhhhhh</div><div>Fountains </div><div>Creeks</div><div>Rivers</div><div>Lakes (Notice a pattern) </div><div>Waterfalls (but I wont go chasing them TLC)</div><div>Smiling children</div><div>A lovely ass (Im still a guy for god sakes) </div><div>Old Motorcycles</div><div>Funny Movies </div><div>Fruity Candy</div><div>Doritos</div><div>Long Walks</div><div>Motorcycle Rides</div><div>Bicycle Rides</div><div>Aubree's Bar's Feta Bread</div><div>Drunk Tacobell</div><div>Breakfast Foods!</div><div>Big Hugs</div><div>Sweet Kisses</div><div>Cuddling! </div><div>And Just Like Happy Gilmore:</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l4fWA1b5Trs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l4fWA1b5Trs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Happy Tuesday ALL!!!!!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 48px; white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; white-space: normal; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Syf1-HS9VSI/AAAAAAAAAq4/g0vs8ujJsZg/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Syf1-HS9VSI/AAAAAAAAAq4/g0vs8ujJsZg/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415567524395570466" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-8085142525214781234?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-78973232130074441662009-12-08T08:51:00.004-05:002009-12-08T10:31:23.575-05:00Insomnia...Tiger Woods<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Sx5w6MYgK6I/AAAAAAAAAqw/J1UX1zYoCT0/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>I can't sleep worth a shit. It's pissing me off! I toss and turn all night, mind races about all things and nothing at the same time! The worst thing is that it's been giving me migraines left and right! In the 2 previous years ive had 3 migraines, in the 1.5 months since Lori passed, i've had 4! Hmmmmmm, something is a mess! Its frustrating as all hell, and its affecting me at work, which isn't good. Im fucking terrified of sleeping pills though. They react w/ some many other drugs, and they can be habit forming and dangerous. I also am hating no sleep though. Maybe Ill try some of that Herbal shit. My roomie has Melatonin, I should give that a shot. Its natural, and occurs in the body. it just seems weird to me taking anything to sleep. I hope this isn't a pattern, I hope its just part of the grief. <div><br /></div><div>Tigers Woods. WTF? You have an amazing Swedish Model wife. Who has a twin, and you are banging porn stars and cocktail waitresses. FAIL. Dude, Tiger, lets chat sir. You allegedly OD on Vicotin and Ambien, Crash your ride, and in a jealous rage, your wife busts the back window of your ride. Now sir. You are fucked. Forever. You will never be looked at the same way again. You were an ICON! A golf superstar, and perhaps the most recognizable athlete in all of sports. You have turned yourself into a joke. NO ONE likes a cheater. But 10 fuckin whores? DUDE! I feel so sorry for you. You seemingly had it ALL! A beautiful wife, 2 gorgeous kids, and amazing career, a shit ton of money, why do you need to bang a 23 yr old cocktail waitress? What the fuck will that get you? Oh, I know. I DEEP SHIT! I hope it was worth it sir. Because the most squeaky clean athlete reputation you had is DONE! You are a cheater. A piss poor peace of shit cheater. I hope you like your new legacy, and I hope you enjoy losing sponsors, and money. your gigantic galleries may be gone, you may be booed instead of cheered, your game will be affected. You are no longer the greatest athlete of a generation, you are the greatest asshole. Enjoy your new title. </div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Sx5w6MYgK6I/AAAAAAAAAqw/J1UX1zYoCT0/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Sx5w6MYgK6I/AAAAAAAAAqw/J1UX1zYoCT0/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412887947204635554" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-7897323213007444166?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-17694596482454017072009-12-01T09:07:00.002-05:002009-12-03T15:52:52.564-05:00Ba-Humbug....Its that time of year again! The time of year for snot nosed crying children, Piss poor parking arrangements, and general misery! The time of formerly homeless santas and midgets finding good seasonal work. Yup its XMAS! I've never liked Christmas as a holiday, but again Im a selfish fuck so I love getting presents! lol. Christmas has become so commercialized, and is starting so early! No shit Macy's had xmas stuff on display in September. SEPTEMBER! A local radio station had halloween music since NOVEMBER 1! WOW! Pretty soon, its gonna be August! lol. Xmas music cracks e up because there are like 20 songs by 1000 artists lol. I hate that I don't have anyone this Christmas. The Holidays BLOW when you are single! Plus the added bonus of sad isnt gonna make it better. My Sis in Law is like Xmas personified! SHE LOVES IT! Shes tryin to get me to love it too this year! Im open to it but its gonna be tough lol. I want to get into the spirit, but this yr maybe thrown by the wayside. hey there's always next year! HO HO HO! <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-1769459648245401707?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-83551182141011365102009-11-27T08:50:00.002-05:002009-11-27T08:59:54.443-05:00So Many Thanks...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Sw_bRe0RlBI/AAAAAAAAAqo/D6_tMxEmphU/s1600/signature.png"></a>Yup, my year has been awful, terrible,  the worst of my life. Things just keep piling on. Shit just seems to be getting worse, but even though I have not had a ton of luck the last 18 months or so. I have a TON to be thankful for. A TON! Im thankful to have an amazing family, that is always by my side no matter how bad it gets, or how much I fuck up! I am thankful to have my health. I am thankful to have 2 jobs that I love, many people don't even have one. I am thankful to have the most amazing group of friends a guy could ask for. They have been my collective rock through all this BS. Offering support, advice, or even a drink to help get my mind off shit and focus on fun! I am thankful to have so much in my life! I am very fortunate on that front. I don't have a ton of money, I have bills coming out of my eyes, I have a lot of negatives, but the overwhelming number of positives in my life are far outnumbering them. And last but not least, I'm thankful for all of you bloggy friends! So many great comments, and condolences, I haven't met many of you, but I know you ALL are my friends!!! Love you guys!!!!! Happy holidays to all! <div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Sw_bRe0RlBI/AAAAAAAAAqo/D6_tMxEmphU/s1600/signature.png"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Sw_bRe0RlBI/AAAAAAAAAqo/D6_tMxEmphU/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408782770871833618" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-8355118214101136510?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-88711009217989083842009-11-22T20:09:00.003-05:002009-11-24T09:11:03.669-05:00Working my Ass Off!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SwninQxffDI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Mb-uYmmWZGs/s1600/signature.png"></a>72 hrs last week between 2 job, not thats not a mis print, 72 HRS!!!!! I was SO damn dead last week. Just a tremendous strain, but good paychecks so thatll be nice!!!! <div><br /></div><div>One year ago Sunday I met Lori. I was not however sad at all which was nice, and honestly unexpected. I thought it'd be a hard day, but it turns out, that it made me realize that she is in a better place w/ no depression. It was a HUGE breakthrough I feel, and therapy has helped a lot already!!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>Really fun weekend! Friday had the annual Thanksgiving dinner after i got off work, which usually includes a ton of beer! lol I had only 5! I was so dead! 72 hr week, and I just couldnt hang all night. I slept like a baby! </div><div><br /></div><div>Saturday, watched suck ass Michigan lose AGAIN! To OSU, which makes it worse, but there's always next year (I hope!) </div><div><br /></div><div>That night me and my roomie went out, got some drinks and had a good ass time!!!! Worked at 11:30 yesterday, and got home watched TV an finished laundry. Overall it was a very fun weekend!!!!! Im on my way back to being me folks, it feels glorious!!</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SwninQxffDI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Mb-uYmmWZGs/s1600/signature.png"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SwninQxffDI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Mb-uYmmWZGs/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407101991780318258" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-8871100921798908384?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-72384555486728135962009-11-17T08:52:00.002-05:002009-11-17T09:29:42.126-05:00GREAT WEEKEND...Finally!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SwKzQAM3X7I/AAAAAAAAAqY/rfcNvzZGvpo/s1600/signature.png"></a>I'd like to apologize for my recent sad posts. Going through some tough shit, and it helps to talk about it here. This is the post where I get back to being Bobby G again! One of my main problems is lately I haven't felt like me. I hate being sad all the time, I haven't experienced a situation like this in my life before. It's new, and awful. However, this weekend I felt like me! <div><br /></div><div>Friday, I went to see Bruce Springsteen with my dad! The show was amazing! I'm still not sure how a 60 yr old man can belt out his hits for 3 hrs (including a 45 min encore) and not be destroyed! lol. He messed up though and said hello OHIO! We booed lol! Then to make up for it he did a Michigan Medley, of songs by Seger, Mitch Ryder, and even a little Motown in the form of Jackie Wilson! It was so amazing, I'll be a Boss fan forever!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>Saturday I wasn't hungover (for once) and I was able to enjoy an unseasonably warm day in MI in the form of a very therapeutic Harley ride! I rode about 70 miles and really needed it! It helped me get some of the things on my mind off, and it felt so good! That evening I went over to a friends house, had a few beers, and witnessed a boxing ass whoopin at the hands of Manny Pacquiao. He destroyed Miguel Cotto, TKO in Rd. 12. </div><div><br /></div><div>Sunday worked 12 hrs at Apple (9hr shift, 3 hr meeting) and after that I went to have a few drinks with the crew! All in all it was an amazing weekend, that I really needed! I'm on my way back people! I couldn't be more excited to be me again! </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SwKzQAM3X7I/AAAAAAAAAqY/rfcNvzZGvpo/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405079590311255986" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-7238455548672813596?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-12552594886068735182009-11-13T09:43:00.003-05:002009-11-13T09:56:44.271-05:00The Rapist, err...Therapist,<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Sv1zPDwUf4I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/HTBK6gFScZc/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>So I decided I should probably get treatment for this traumatic event that happened to me. I went to Eastern Michigan University's Psych Dept to get therapy by a PhD student there. I don't really care that he doesn't have his degree or license. I just wanted someone impartial to talk to. My friends and family are amazing, but I know them too well. Which sounds weird, but going through this shit I've been through has changed me. Plus its only $10 a session, so I'm excited about that! The 1st session went well, I talked about the event and held it together, it made me feel good, hopefully we have found something here!  I hope thee change is temporary, and I will find out in therapy. I wanna be ME again! I hate this overwhelming sadness, thats not how I am! Its not how I roll! It has been almost 3 weeks, which isn't a lot of time at all! So I know that time will heal me, I just wonder how much time it'll take. <div><br /></div><div>In GOOD NEWS! Going to see Bruce Springsteen at the Palace tonight w my dad! Got him tix for his bday! He's super excited and so am I! Love the Boss!!! Sorry for the short post, but I need to get back to work! Love you guys! Thanks for all your love and support, it means the world to me! </div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Sv1zPDwUf4I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/HTBK6gFScZc/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Sv1zPDwUf4I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/HTBK6gFScZc/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403601830457671554" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-1255259488606873518?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-16733337546985301612009-11-05T09:48:00.003-05:002009-11-05T10:17:01.037-05:00The Long and Winding Road..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SvLsMV7xceI/AAAAAAAAAqI/qSaGpOzN-Rc/s1600-h/signature.png"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SvLqsKls7GI/AAAAAAAAAqA/H95WCm2m_xs/s1600-h/ipodnano_silver.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wkMhHQ8UicQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wkMhHQ8UicQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><br /><br />Recovering from this event is gonna be a long road. I am so grateful for my amazing friends and support during this time! I'm looking into therapy because I think it'll help me. I've heard nothing but good things from people on how it helped them cope. I'm doing pretty good. As good as can be expected. My day to day isn't too affected anymore, but the nights are rough. Also random shit reminds me of her, so getting through this initial stage is pretty tough. I loved her a lot, but also knew we couldn't be together. I feel if we WERE still together, it would've been so much harder. All the unanswered relationship questions. Her friendship was so important to me though. She was always my rock. During my divorce and the stuff around that time, she was always there. She gave amazing advice and she was so smart! She is surely missed. <div><br /></div><div>I've decided to do credit relief. After my house sold, as a short sale, my credit went from 740 to 580. OUCH! Well since my credit was so fucked I didn't see a problem w doing debt relief now. My old problem with it was that it'd fuck my credit up. NOW I don't care, cause its already bad. What happens is instead of pay $480 a mo in CC minimums. I pay $269 not to the card co, but to me in a savings account in my name. What this does is it allows me to save some money to negotiate a settlement w said CC co. I owed a total of $16K, it'll be settled for around $8K. Ill have it paid in JUST about 3 years. WHICH IS AMAZING! I'm looking forward to debt free living! </div><div><br /></div><div>In happy news! I got my free 16GB ipod nano from Apple a few weeks ago! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SvLqsKls7GI/AAAAAAAAAqA/H95WCm2m_xs/s400/ipodnano_silver.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400636947648277602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">I've been jammin out to songs at work! I love Pandora, but it plays the same songs all day and it costs $.99 after 40 hrs. These are MY SONGS! I own them, I love them, it ROCKS! never knew how much I missed my ipod! </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Ok folks! Thanks for all the wishes last night! Love you bloggies!!!!!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SvLsMV7xceI/AAAAAAAAAqI/qSaGpOzN-Rc/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400638599961080290" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-1673333754698530161?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-13573455900467072772009-11-04T08:30:00.006-05:002009-11-04T08:54:16.562-05:00The Hardest Blog I've Ever Had to Write...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SvGHLJy0HJI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Z2_AYTIeeYA/s1600-h/signature.png"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SvGCxVM1azI/AAAAAAAAApo/mtO7TP0HqwI/s1600-h/lori+n+me+.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SvGCxVM1azI/AAAAAAAAApo/mtO7TP0HqwI/s400/lori+n+me+.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400241212210113330" /></a>I've had the longest hiatus since I've started blogging. It's been a  terrible time lately and I come to you folks today w a heavy heart. On Sunday October 25, My ex GF Lori (Broke up a month ago) died suddenly at the age of 32. By request from the family I won't say here how she passed, but it doesn't matter. Last week was a blur of phone calls, Funeral Home Visits, and burying the girl I loved. My grief was unexplainable, as I have never been through a loss like this. I've lost grandparents, and stuff to cancer, but this is so much different, so much worse. <a href="http://obits.mlive.com/obituaries/annarbor/obituary.aspx?n=lori-ann-furca&amp;pid=135067062">I wrote the obit for Lori's family.</a> That's a situation that you don't wanna have to think about when you experience something like this.  I was so grief stricken time just all ran together. I didn't know what day it was or when I did certain things. Due to my grief, I made some decisions I regret. I was overbearing to the family. I needed to let them be, but I was almost obsessed with making sure they were OK. I also called some of Lori's friends I didn't know so well and offered my sympathies. They apparently were uncomfortable with that. I regret those decisions, but I was trying to help. There were consequences. I was only allowed 1 hr at the viewing per family request. I was happy to oblige, and honestly, more than an hr may of been too hard for me anyway. I know the family is upset with me, but we all grieve in different ways. I hope one day, they can forgive me. They are great people, and I cant imagine what they are going through as a family right now. I have no ill will towards them at all. they did what they felt they had to, and I will respect their decisions. The funeral was beautiful. Huge Catholic Mass, which, was very nice despite my religious beliefs. The funeral gave me good closure, and allowed me to move on. Her dad said at the funeral that she is finally happy now, and those words stuck with me. I always wanted to do my best to make her happy, and I know she is now. That for me, is calming. I loved her so much. Even though we were broken up, we had a tremendous friendship brewing. We could always tell each other anything, without judgement, and someone like that is rare. She was a beautiful person in &amp; out, and she will be deeply missed by not only her family and I, but countless friends. One thing I can say is that the support I received was AMAZING! Facebook messages, and chats, emails, calls, texts, I have a GREAT group of family and friends to rally around, and they made all the difference in the world. I'm also going to see a therapist. I'm sure I have unresolved issues from my divorce. Which makes sense, but this is the last straw. I'm a really strong person, but this event has hurt me in a way I never have been hurt before. It would do me good to talk about it. <div><br /></div><div>This weekend was also Halloween and my bday. I know, happy fucking bday right? Actually it was QUITE great! Once again my friends and family really rallied around me to make my day special. Saturday, I hit a Halloween Party! I was dressed as magnum PI! Check me out!!!! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SvGGJx1-VsI/AAAAAAAAApw/9eeYqKDKqLM/s400/mags.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400244930750600898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /></span></div>Hilarious huh? And yes ladies that moustache is all mine! I felt like a creepy child molester for the record lol! I had a great time! Sunday me and a bunch of friends rolled to a local bar Sidetrack. I got drunk. No other way to put it. 4 25 Oz beers and 5 Irish Car Bombs later, some female friends were like "BG, what do you wanna do now? You wanna see some titties?" I said "HELL YEAH!" I went to the strip club for the first time in 8 years! It was good times! lol. I had 0 expectations for this bday, infact I didn't want to do anything, but people rallied around me and got me to go out. I had so much fun, it was a pretty damn good bday after all!!! Love you guys!!! R.I.P. My Lori...<div><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SvGHLJy0HJI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Z2_AYTIeeYA/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SvGHLJy0HJI/AAAAAAAAAp4/Z2_AYTIeeYA/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400246053871295634" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-1357345590046707277?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-90394004361032719472009-10-20T08:44:00.005-04:002009-10-20T09:04:44.652-04:00No RTT, I'm Back!!!! Update Time...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/St21Mh8MLfI/AAAAAAAAApg/qiuS0fnv5UI/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>Ugh...Remember me? The guy who used to write blogs here at the G-Spot? Yeah, well I'm back, well  for today anyways. I've been so busy! Between work, and social life, I've barely had a second to breathe. Me and Lori are still dong well! The friendship is taking off which is nice! I am transitioning nicely! Our current relationship is going great!!!! This girl is a special one, and being her friend is absolutely great to me!!!! So thats all fine and well! <div><br /></div><div>Jobs are kicking my ass! but for the 1st time in my life I can honestly say I love both of my jobs, which is a great thing! The hours are rough and leaves me little time to be social, but its all good! I am on a hiatus from the bars, spending too much money and am tired of hungover weekend mornings. </div><div><br /></div><div>Thursday I am breaking my bar hiatus however because one of my good friends Kelly is back in town. I worked with her at the Ann Arbor News, and when it closed she took the opportunity to go to Florida! She is one of my BEST friends and I miss her so, so I'm excited to see her!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>Went for a 65 mi Harley ride yesterday! The colors were AMAZING!!!!! It was chilly, but I had all my gear on so it was VERY comfortable! Its the best stress reliever on EARTH! I fear there aren't many days to ride left, I hope I'm wrong! </div><div><br /></div><div>Woke up this morning and it was a LOVELY sunrise </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/St20yLOAY7I/AAAAAAAAApY/PzxiBTVYJbw/s400/448098557_1560855715_0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394666702757716914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 265px; " /></span></div><div>Very nice! We are gonna have a really nice week in MI! its supposed to be 70 on Wed! So I'm excited about that, even though its a 14 hr day, and I wont get to enjoy it! </div><div><br /></div><div>Ok folks, I'll try to post whenever possible! Miss you all!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/St21Mh8MLfI/AAAAAAAAApg/qiuS0fnv5UI/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/St21Mh8MLfI/AAAAAAAAApg/qiuS0fnv5UI/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394667155533606386" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/St20yLOAY7I/AAAAAAAAApY/PzxiBTVYJbw/s1600-h/448098557_1560855715_0.jpg"></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-9039400436103271947?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-51462535381275905332009-10-08T10:45:00.006-04:002009-10-08T11:15:16.022-04:00Thanks for the Hope Tigers...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Ss4BoZaVHpI/AAAAAAAAAo4/pssit_AN2sg/s1600-h/750px-Detroit_Night_Skyline.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Ss4BoZaVHpI/AAAAAAAAAo4/pssit_AN2sg/s400/750px-Detroit_Night_Skyline.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390247597536779922" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>I had to wait a day. I couldn't figure out what direction I wanted to go w/ this post. I was pissed, but mostly I was sad. Sad for this city. <div><br /></div><div>Detroit is in shambles, as most of you know. The unemployment rate is a staggering 22 percent! Essentially 1 in 4 people don't have a job, in a city of a million. Unsolved murders are at 70% yes 3 out of 10 murders are solved. The graduation rate? 24%. That's not a typo, 1 in 4 graduate from high school. The lowest rate in the country. The Mayor of the city served time in jail for lying to a grand jury. The size of the city is shrinking everyday. In the 1950's it was nearly 2 million, now its 912,000, 11th largest. It was the 4th largest city in the US at 1 time. The murder rate is 6th highest in the country (as of 2008) </div><div><br /></div><div>At any rate, the people of this city needed someone to rally behind. They needed a hero. The Detroit Tigers were that hero. Grandy, Maggs, Cabby, Polly, Guillen, Inge, Laird, and Rayburn were holding the weight of a city, NO a STATE on their backs. When the Tigers were winning, the city wasn't thinking about graduation rates, or murder rates. Even unemployment and the stress that comes with it could be miraculously pushed aside for 3 hrs on a Tuesday night. The Tigers couldn't handle it. </div><div><br /></div><div>There was the collapse of a 7 game lead September 7, that was now down to a tie. The city rallied! I saw SO many Tigers hats, and flags, every damn FB status had something too do w/ the Tigers it seemed. The city was ready and waiting. It didn't happen. Minnesota and Detroit played their asses off in an amazing game, one of the best I have ever seen. Back and forth lead changes, 12 innings, lots of drama and excitement. But in the end, Detroit fell short. Blame who you wish, Rayburn for the ill advised slide, Leyland for keeping Rodney in for 3 innings, or whoever, the truth is, it didn't matter. We just wanted a win. We don't care we would've probably gotten killed by the Yankees, we just wanted a shot. So as I sit here, and finish up this post, I just want to say Minnesota, great job, great game, great season, you earned it. You deserved it, but the City of Detroit NEEDED It. </div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/Ss4BYhFd7vI/AAAAAAAAAow/7FF-zkAIab8/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390247324718853874" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-5146253538127590533?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-3358402653697560172009-10-06T09:56:00.004-04:002009-10-06T10:12:49.704-04:00RTT! Story Time! A (non Bobby G) Drunken Night Gone Awry<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SstPnBVZCEI/AAAAAAAAAoY/t-oKLfnhtII/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>We've all been there. Get shit faced drunk, crash somewhere random, puke, get up all disoriented and leave. The difference between us and Dave (Last name not given) is that its usually not a strangers car, and we didn't leave our phone behind. Poor Tony Mollica comes out to his car on Monday to find vomit on the floorboards of his car ruining his ipod headphones, and a lot of questions. He made a <a href="http://detroit.craigslist.org/okl/laf/1386269607.html">craigslist ad to find said person</a> complete w/ pics (Yes Sarah, of vomit too, you're welcome.) The Craigslist ad was seen by a Detroit Free Press reporter named Jim Schaeffer. <a href="http://www.freep.com/article/20090927/NEWS05/909270486/1007/A-guy-whose-car-was-defiled-by-a-drunk">He got a hold of Tony for a story</a> (Vomit Free). All three guys were on a local morning show this morning discussing the incident. Dave got drunk at his bachelor party and told the cabbie the wrong street. He thought the unlocked car was his buddy's, and needed a nap he said. He puked in the car, woke up at 7am and left!  His best man, was able to get a hold of Tony and get his bud's Blackberry back. He also paid for the detail clean to get the vomit out of the car, and the ipod headphones. The moral of the story folks is two-fold. 1. If you are gonna puke in someone else's car, don't leave your phone. and 2. LOCK YOUR DAMN CAR!!!!! <div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SstPnBVZCEI/AAAAAAAAAoY/t-oKLfnhtII/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SstPnBVZCEI/AAAAAAAAAoY/t-oKLfnhtII/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389488910870579266" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-335840265369756017?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-78841682257246552972009-10-05T10:13:00.004-04:002009-10-05T10:30:08.385-04:00LollapaFLUza<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SsoCrRnEq0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/D_L1Yo4KfQA/s1600-h/signature.png"></a><div style="text-align: left;">Got my ass kicked by the Flu this weekend! Havent had the Flu since...well a long fuckin time! Got off Apple Wed night feelin Fevery. Went home, temp 100ish. Next morning temp was low so I went to work. Fever came back, KO'd some Advil, and made it through. Friday woke up, and HATED THR EARTH! Called off both jobs, Fever hit 102+, cough, and general awfulness. I was in bed all day! Watchn Sopranos, in and out of consciousness. Sat, more of the same, cough worse, Sun I went to work, temp under control, didnt feel awful. Got home, temp got worse, back to 101, I was like"Shit, this isnt goin away!" This morning, woke up and it was like someone dumped a bucket of water on me and the bed. FEVER BROKE! Yay!</div><div><br /></div><div>Got some great news on Fri! Won a free ipod nano 16gb silver from work! The whole store did!!!! A couple of people I work with submitted a video for a contest from Apple and won for our region! The prize was free silver ipod nano 16GBs for the store! Sweet huh? </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SsoCO5edIOI/AAAAAAAAAnw/dy-68z3b5Ag/s400/apple-ipod-nano-16gb-4th-gen.-silver-mb903zo-a-l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389122359072202978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px; " /></span></div><div><br /></div><br />Ok! back to rest! Happy Monday folks!!!!!!<div><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SsoCrRnEq0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/D_L1Yo4KfQA/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389122846587136834" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-7884168225724655297?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-52418279303807283712009-09-30T10:16:00.000-04:002009-09-30T10:17:04.673-04:00Disney, FULL OF IT!!!!<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SsNmvpuQ1HI/AAAAAAAAAno/1SPyRoQSpQM/s1600-h/signature.png"></a>I was delving into my memory banks today, thinking about Disney because I am listening to Disney Music on Pandora (don't judge me) I love Disney cartoons. Especially Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin, Lion King and Mulan. But there is unfortunately a bunch of BS involved due to the fact that its a cartoon and it has to be happy. <div> </div><div>So in Little Mermaid. There are 2 Ariels. Underwater Mermaid, with beautiful voice, or On land Ariel, w/ legs, and NO VOICE! Seriously, what guy wouldn't want that? A Beautiful red headed Goddess who cant talk? JK ladies =) <div>Here is a song by Great Big Sea that's about mermaids! The End RULES!!!</div><div> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihEew4v1xyc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihEew4v1xyc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span> </span></div>Good times huh? Dirty Nufies! <div> </div><div>OK So in Beauty and the Beast Belle, was smoking hot. And she fell in love w/ a Beast, OK, that's cool. I'm w/ ya so far Disney. So they fall in love before the last rose petal falls, and he turns into.... A FUGLY PRINCE! If I was Belle Id be looking for Gaston, cause this dude is struggling. </div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SsNiGKRSa6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/PEs-4ZfWhL4/s400/Belle-Beast-Wedding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387257437240847266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"> </span></div> Why we are on Beauty and the Beast, and on the subject of Gaston. Why would you chose Belle when you had 3 SMOKING HOT TRIPLETS that WANT you? Its not like Belle was game, and he'd be ditching here for these girls. Hmmmmm<div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SsNikghnBII/AAAAAAAAAnY/P3I4ceVaCJw/s400/triplets.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387257958610961538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 200px; " /></span></div></div> In Mulan, Mulan she dresses as a soldier to fight the war to save her father from death in a war. So you telling me, in a war situation, they had NO IDEA Ping (Mulan) was a chick? she never had to piss? or Change? or anything? Plus LOOK AT HER <div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SsNj5_idM6I/AAAAAAAAAng/AfqIt8O-cLA/s400/mulan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387259427224892322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Really? They couldn't tell? Here's the JAM from Mulan </span></span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZSS5dEeMX64&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZSS5dEeMX64&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span> </div></div>OK that's all I can think of now!  Have a good Wednesday folks!!!!! </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SsNmvpuQ1HI/AAAAAAAAAno/1SPyRoQSpQM/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387262548105024626" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-5241827930380728371?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4321172941260721835.post-58369886309583285912009-09-29T09:17:00.007-04:002009-09-29T09:35:04.457-04:00Skipping RTT to do a bit of preaching...<div><br /></div><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 290px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SsIJC1oLcqI/AAAAAAAAAnA/3TCU0AcgXLY/s400/bilde.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386878048648524450" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); line-height: 20px; text-decoration: underline;"><a href="http://www.ffrf.org/">The Wisconsin Based, Freedom from Religion Foundation</a></span> has put several billboards, like the one above around the Detroit area. I for one agree with them. The people of Detroit have put WAY too much faith into religion to help with their day to day problems. Instead of being proactive and doing something, they sit back and wait for a greater being to "show them a sign" Church is a social scene for them. Its a place to go every Sunday and see your friends. My problem w/ churches in general is the use God to get money. These folks can barely afford day to day life, yet the collection plate goes around 3 times a service. The people of Detroit, and anywhere really, need to use their common sense.   The billboards are <a href="http://www.detnews.com/article/20090927/LIFESTYLE04/909270309/1041/lifestyle04/Billboards-draw-criticism-from-religious-community">creating a stir in the Detroit Area </a>as you can imagine. I just hope the people in the "D" take a step back. Darrell Dawsey from Time Magazine has written an <a href="http://detroit.blogs.time.com/2009/09/28/losing-religion/">amazing piece on this issue. </a> Despite your religious affiliation, I URGE you to take a look at the piece. It might just make ya think.... Sorry for the sermon folks, but it really struck me this morning, and I wanted my readers to see it.<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SsIK3dRBwAI/AAAAAAAAAnI/7KjGxzSJb80/s1600-h/signature.png"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HBNSjzqvH9k/SsIK3dRBwAI/AAAAAAAAAnI/7KjGxzSJb80/s400/signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386880052153663490" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 109px; " /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4321172941260721835-5836988630958328591?l=www.bobbygspot.org' alt='' /></div>Bobby Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04711676592495791818noreply@blogger.com3