Livin' The Dream or Why I Hate Phil

It is because I am an incontinant old man. I say that others like horse cock, but it is I who am the ball licker. Grrrrrrrr. (This isn't actually Dave Bade. This is Phil. I cracked the code on Bade's blog cuz I figured if he wasn't going to update and if I wasn't going to update MINE then I'd do his. HAHA!)
Let's see how long it takes him to notice. I am thinking months. If I were going to pool on it, i would say he will not notice until October 3rd. I am the coolest person ever!

So, yes, there are more suck-asses in the world than Phil and myself... Henry Maxwell Kelln is among the ranks as well. He has taken up a pseudo-residence in our apartment strictly for the purpose of playing a game that even I won't play (any more) because it sucks ass... bottom line, Max also sucks a giant horse cock (Josh Barkin once had sex with a girl that had sex with a horse).

Actually, the title is all I really had on the subject. I only see him for an hour or two in the morning (noon - 2ish) and then he disappears off to Bovay, and not to Theta where he can be found. There have been spans of time where I won't see him for the better part of a week. Now some of you are say, "Bade, you hate Phil, so what's so bad about that?" Well kids, ya see, my apartment is a very large place, and I get lonely... I'm weak like that, but I digress. I'm only home from whenever I wake up (somewhere between 12 - 2) and then again for a couple hours after work (post-midnight), so this really puts a damper on my seeing people and being social during the week, well, aside from the time I only now occasionally put in at a bar.

Yes, I did just use the dirty "W" word back there, I am again employed, for now. The temp agency got me another job in a different factory. Its fairly alright, I do vinyl forming on the molds for shit like John Deer, Cat, Toro and some other lawnmower brands. Its not great but the pay is better than the last one, the only downside, its 25 miles away. Now I realize 25 miles isn't that big of a deal but I hafta enter and then leave two different small towns before I get there... Its not like busting ass 30 miles down the interstate or something. But this job is gonna be over some time near the end of the month (or so I'm told), but seeing as the last one was supposed to be 6 - 8 weeks and ended up being more like three and a half, I have my doubts. I still don't know what I want to, or am going to, do this summer and once my lease is over at the end of July.

I'm sure I have other interesting things to say, but if I blow my load all now, what will I drag out for the next week to keep people coming back, that is if anyone actually reads this piece of shit blog, I suck Phil-style. Peace.

So yeah, I am currently employed... temporarily. For the next 5 - 7 weeks, I'm working for Laser Excel in Green Lake. Its a factory job, kinda. They do laser cutting of stuff there (mostly plastics and paper). I do the processing and "quality control" which means that all the pieces come to a big table where I stand, and the pieces have a paper backing on one side... I get to pull that paper off the plastic for roughly 8 hours a day. Its mind-numbing, but its a paycheck. Have I mentioned my love of the second shift? Working 3 - 11, fucking brilliant. I was born to work those hours. And then there are the people I work with... four women... the youngest is 34, the oldest, mid-sixties. So I have very little to talk to these ladies about. They all have husbands and families and shit. So I spend a lot of time rocking out. This factory is tight, its clean, the rest of the people are cool, the joint is clean, and there are stereos EVERYWHERE!! Later at night, when there are only like 10 people there, and one supervisor who doesn't care, the guys in the back crank their system and just fuckin' rock. Its cool, very non-professional, but the work still gets done. Mostly, its a paycheck, and thats cool. Well, I'm off to Madison to drink a lot and waste my entire paycheck. Peace.

So yeah, I'm amazingly lazy and can't stick to anything... but one of these days I'm gonna write on this blog again and outline my new "job" and life in Ripon in general. So, in order for me to do so, I need to know that people are still checking back to see if my worthless ass wrote anything. Post a comment, if enough people do so (more than 3 people that I don't speak to on a bi-daily basis), I'll resume posting. Peace.

ps - I only stongly dislike Phil right now... I have a new direction for my hate now.

Ok, so much like Phil, I have had very little to say since my last entry, unless people want to hear pointless stories about me getting drunk. So here's the short short version of the last month or so.

December 26 - I went out with Brie and her friends, went to a piano bar (crazy shit, two guys with grand pianos taking requests... I got them to play Journey) and then I got loaded.

December 31 - For new Years I went to Mandi and Johnny's with Luke, a bunch of Ripon Thetas and AXOs were there... got really loaded.. found Luke in the bushes across the street puking at like 2am (maybe a little later). We finished the barrel sometime around 3am, Pam got someone to drop her off there, I got to see her, so that was cool.

January 3 - I was back in Ripon, went out with Luke for a couple beers (seriously) and ran into a bunch of the cool older Merriman (it was Mike Fitzgerald's going away party... he's in the Peace Corp now). We got a ton of free shots and then were at Lindsey's apartment til far to late.

January 4 - Overslept but eventually got my ass up and drove to Wisconsin Dell to hang out with some old friends. We got loaded at the Kalihari Resort. Indoor waterpark + booze = good time

January 8 - I was still in Ripon attempting to find a job and signed on with another employment agency. Luke, Abby and I went out for a couple beers and ended up hanging out in my apartment til late watching Rage Against the Machine's last concert. I got it on DVD for Christmas, its fucking insane.

January 9 - I felt like total shit all day... and it wasn't a hang over. I didn't drink anywhere near enough to feel as shitty as I did. It might have possibly been bad pizza from Roadhouse, but I didn't think that was possible. There was no head ache or anything, just the feeling of constantly being about to vomit... so I laid on the couch all day and didn't get to go to a semi-Styx (just the lead singer and an orchestra) concert with Pam or go home and hang out with my boys.

January 10 - I drove back to Lake Mills to my parents' house where I went on a steady diet of left-over chili and frozen burritos for the better part of 4 days. I didn't really drink, just worked with my old man, hung out and played a lot of video games (I suck).

Tonight I went into Madison and kicked it with Mr. Attwood and the Wiley ones. We had dinner at Ian's Pizza just off of State Street (best drunk food ever) and then we went bowling cuz Alex isn't 21 and we didn't feel like attempting to get him into a bar. So Attwood and Duggy drank (I wanted to drive home, so no drinky), Alex sucked at bowling and I owned them all. Its kinda sad when I can win by bowling a 143.

So yeah, that's the last couple of weeks in a nutshell... not to exciting, but I'm picking up Phil on Sunday at fuckin 7pm in Appleton, but I know his fuckin' flight is gonna get delayed or some shit, it never fails. So hopefully, with the return of Phil, I'll have new and possibly intertwining things to say.

Oh yeah, and I now have a deep fryer, so my arteries are proper fucked. And I mopped the entire floor of the apartment, the second Phil even thinks about spilling something, he dies. That's all I got for now. Peace.

Family gatherings, good times, right? Wrong... well I made the most of yesterday's get together, mostly by getting drunk and sitting there. In retrospect, evven getting drunk didn't help the situation, because no matter how much I drank in an attempt to zone everyone else out, other people were more drunk and therefore almost impossible to ignore. But I managed.

On the up side though, its currently 47 degrees outside and the sun is shining. At least the weather is on my side. And as an added bonus, I get to go see Brie tonight and get loaded. Apparently its her birthday (or at least birthday party tonight) and I happen to be in the neighborhood, so thats cool. I love kickin' it old school with Brie (and her friends are pretty cool too [well at least not any worse than mine] ).

Awe shit, gotta go kick it with the old people again... if I can just make it til Monday, I'll be golden.

peace