Monday, December 14, 2009

Have A Merry (Non-PC) Christmas

Merry Christmas, Merry Xmas, Feliz Navdad!

It's that time of year and that's what people do and say. They celebrate their religions and take part in holiday traditions. And seeing how we live in America where the majority of the population are christian of some sort, we have allot of Christmas stuff going on. For some reason some people are offended by this. (Who they are I don't know.) But we are not suppose to say Merry Christmas or Happy Hanukkah in our schools and other places of work or government related grounds. It's not "PC." It's not called Christmas break at my daughters school anymore, it's the holiday break.
We sure are a sensitive bunch. Or maybe we are just a society of weirdo's that like to make arbitrary rules. Well the truth is that I'm sick of it. I think we have better things to do than come down on people for what they believe and celebrate. We don't want people calling each other names. We have fought hard in our past, and some of us still to this day, to rid our society of hurtful terms like nigger, cracker, chink, and hebe. And for awhile the PCers have been coming down on us for saying things that are not even hurtful but amount to much of the same. It's like they want to sweep everyones cultural background under the rug. To me it sounds like a couple of three year olds squabbling over some retarded argument that does not even matter in the first place.
Let me give a couple examples.

Example 1

Person A- Hi there person B, Merry Christmas!

Person B- That's rude, I don't celebrate Christmas. Can't you use another greeting like Happy Holidays.

Example 2

Person A - Hi there person B, Merry Christmas!

Person B- Hi there person A, Merry Christmas to you as well! My family doesn't celebrate Christmas though. Were Jewish and we have a holiday we call Hanukkah. Would you like to hear about it?

I don't know about you but the second example sounds nicer to me. I guess in short what I'm trying to say is that the politicly correct rule setters are the real racist, ethnic destroying bigots.
So to every one, I say; Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa, and a Happy Sacrifice a Virgin Day to all you Sadist out there.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

From Blog To Vlog.

Happy October everyone! It's been awhile since I last blogged you. I've been toying with the idea of vloging instead of blogging. I'm not very fast with a keyboard and I'm hyper aware of any spelling mistakes I might make which makes me one of the slowest typist in the whole world. I am sure to be more than anal retentive about any vlogs I may start up in the near future as well. I need to speak clearly, have a great backdrop, and more to say than the normal crap I blog about now.
My daughter Marly is eight now but still in the stage of thinking anything that her father does is the most super cool, one of a kind ideas ever conceived. So I'm sure I can find a way of incorporating her into this somehow.
In my blog I like to make my opinionated remarks about how things would be better if I ran everything. Or talk about some crazy nonsense idea I might of had. But I think a vlog by me calls for more of a theatrical, fiction type showcase. I have been toying with an idea or two for a while now but I'm not positive I want to do them. (One is a news channel dedicated to what Dan is doing and how his day has been with a comedy flare to it. I know, very conceded but I never said that I wasn't conceded.)
I have another idea that I've come up with as I have been typing. (Slowly) It would be for you, the viewer of said vlog to send me stupid and/or ridiculous ideas you would like to see me do. And I will do allot of stupid things. I do them all the time without anyone having to ask me.
So while I'm trying to come up with some material that I may want to consistently vlog about, you faithful readers try to come up with something dumb you would like to see me do. Most likely I'll do it.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Authors Introduction


I have finished the first chapter of my new sci-fi, nerd-o-rama book and I think I am ready to let the public read it. I have read it and re-read it and I think I'm as comfortable posting it now as I'm ever gonna get. I hope you enjoy.
A little info about this book I believe is in order. Contra was a video game that was released on the first Nintendo system by Konami. There have been many sequels made to the game that were release by Nintendo, Sega and Playstation. If any other platform had the title than I didn't play it.
Contra was mainly a side scrolling game that consisted of you shooting everything in site with a never ending supply of ammunition. There is somewhat of a story to some of the games and a definite timeline that the games follow although I have never paid that much attention to it.
I myself really enjoy shooting stuff and super violence and thats about what you get with the Contra titles. Many times playing through the games (especially Contra: Shattered Solider for the Playstation 2) I have kinda made my own story line and then one day I started typing it down on my computer. One day I got mad at the computer because it was basically a piece of crap and I took an axe to it forgetting my story was on there.
Now I have started writing it online so it will be harder for me to accidently lose. And this time I think I have done even better with the story. I tried to think of a good title for the book and a name for what will be a main character but I had a hard time calling it anything better than Contra. Bill Ryzer is also the best name for that character because that's what he's called in the video games and what I've used in my head coming up with the story line. So it's not really fan fiction and it is. However you feel fit to label it is fine by me.
The funniest part of my story is that I'm not a science fiction reader. The future civilization thing and robots I have a hard time reading and maybe it's because the stories rarely go in a direction that I find interesting. I think this may also be the reason I'm trying to write this particular genre. To make a story that I enjoy. And that's what counts in the end. But I do hope a few of you will like reading it as much as I have writing it.
To check it out visit http://contrathebook.blogspot.com/

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Death Race Continued!

After I had written the post entitled "Death Race," I started thinking more about my hopeful television program. I had not given the idea much thought for so long that it now seems new and exciting again. Now I have brainstormed a whole new set of ideas for the show. Constant downhill battles is fun and exciting for awhile, but this is America and we have the shortest attention spans in the entire world. So with that said I have... No wait. What was I saying? Oh well here are some new game ideas for Death Race.

Death Joust! Two people start at opposite ends of a large half pipe. With protective armor they try to hit each other off their skateboards using a Nerf like pole. (I just realized there was a game like that for the eight bit Nintendo system, it was called Skate or Die. It will still be cool to see it in real life.)
 
Death Derby! I would need to get a designer and an engineer on this one. First I would need to build a skateboard that you can control the speed of using some sort of gas pedal. It would also be helpful if the same pedal applied brakes to the board as you lift off the accelerator. Steering should be able to be controlled using a one handed control system. And then again some kind of Nerf like pole to knock other people off their boards. People would than race in circles on these boards like at a real demolition derby. And again staying on your board while people are hitting each other with the Nerf like poles would be the objective. If allowed I would like an even more brutal version were you could continue to participate even if you fall off the board. Instead it will be up to the rider or official when they have had enough pain. Riders could wave a white flag when they can't take it anymore or the official when someone is unconscious.

That's just two more great ideas if I have more I'll post them. If you have something you would like to add please by all means leave your comment.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

You may think I'm not writing...

So I know that I haven't been writing in this blog very much lately, (And I apologize to my two whole fans out there. You know who you are.) but I am writing. I have started writing another blog but it's hidden for now. It's really a book that I've decided to post as a blog. I figured, hey with a little feedback after each chapter then maybe I will keep going on the same story for once. So I'm taking my time and creating a first chapter that I hope will grip the reader and leave them wanting more. Once I finish and post the story I hope other peoples feedback will move me into writing a little faster. (Or a little more time will be spent on writing is a better way of putting it.) 
What's my book about? It's gonna have robot's, aliens, guns, mutants, one hot as hell half cyborg chick with lots of guns, more guns, space travel, dimensional rifts, plans for world domination, catastrophic destruction, huge ass guns, one tough as nails, gun blazing, army destroying protagonist, god like power, a whole lotta guns, and much more. If you haven't figured it out yet, it's a science fiction story. I know what your thinking, "NERD!" But that's not anything I didn't already know. The whole story came to me while playing video games if that tells you anything.
You folks out there that know me might be wondering, "Hey Dan, were are the zombies?" I didn't accidently leave them out from the above description. I just don't see them fitting into the story line... yet.
Stay tuned and be on the lookout for the address and title to this someday timeless classic. (snicker, snicker) And happy reading.
 

Friday, July 10, 2009

"Death Race"


I haven't updated my blog for quite some time now and to you, my adoring public, I am truly sorry. I would like to say that my reasons for not writing are because I am truly lazy. But alas the truth is much sadder, I'm just a boring guy.
I am writing today to get some feedback on an idea I've had since I was a teenager. I would like to create a television show that combines extreme sports, skateboarding, and has the appeal of professional wrestling. It would be a downhill speed race to the finnish on skateboards with no rules. Contestants would be allowed to do whatever it takes to get to the bottom including knocking the other opponents off their boards using their hands or any other foreign object. They can also modify there boards in any way they see fit. The only requirement is that they make a costume that would protect them from injury. When making the costume the should find something that will relate to there character. The skateboarding would be real but like wrestling the persona would be totally made up. My vision for the contestants are a group of people hauling ass down a hill dressed like they were strait out of GWAR. If you don't know who GWAR is, I advise you to rush out and buy their albums right away. I will post a picture of them to this blog as well to give you an idea of my vision. Contestants would get air time to rave and scream about how much they hate the other contestants and what they are going to do to them. And of coarse there will be a trophy or belt that they would constantly be fighting for. Location of races would be a big deal as well. In my town, Port Orchard, there is a street called Port Orchard Blvd. This is my dream location for holding this event. It's a long road with a gentle slope and it's surrounded by trees. If you live in the area I suggest that you take a drive down here and check it out, just to see how beautiful it is. This deadly down hill battle of a show should also have a kick ass, grab you by the throat name. So of coarse I would name it Death Race after one of the best action movies ever made, "Death Race 2000." (R.I.P. David Carradine)
So if you have any ideas or thoughts on how to make this program happen. I've had lots of time to think of all the problems in getting a show like this done, and there are lot's of them. Permits to use the road, having them blocked off and funding are just some of the hurdles to get over. If you know how to get a real television producer to get interested and fund it let me know.
The idea of having skaters race an all out, no holds barred, race down hill is an awesome dream of mine. I would love to hear your ideas as well. It could possibly have all sorts of other events as well. The possibilities are endless provided I get some help.

Friday, May 22, 2009

Two weeks and NOT counting.

I have gone two weeks without smoking. That's good enough for me! Not really, but it's so damn hard. I'll try again soon. Does anyone out there know how to hypnotize someone. That may be the only way for me to go. I look forward to all the years of not smoking with dread. It's not fair! I can't see ever getting over the want!
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke that cigarette...

Monday, May 18, 2009

Stinky butts and I'm freak'n nuts!

I quit smoking  almost two weeks ago and I feel pretty good about it so far. This time I'm confident that I can keep it up. I started smoking when I was twelve maybe thirteen years old and tried to quit numerous time since then. I'm not real sure what makes me more certain that I can do it this time, but I will push myself as hard as I can. That's the all you can do when your an addict is keep the best attitude possible. No amount of stupid gimmicks is gonna do it for you. You can promise yourself rewards or substitute your addiction with something else (like chewing gum) but this time I'm shooting for the knowledge that I am more powerful than my bad habits.
Truly I have nothing against other people who smoke but I do wish they wouldn't do it around me. That's always been true and I know it makes me a hypocrite but I've never claimed not to be. When I am not smoking I can not stand the smell of it. And I have this giant bloodhound sensitivity nose, so I can smell a cancer stick even when I'm in the car and someone else is smoking two cars in front of me.
I totally believe that we all live in America and deserve freedoms to do whatever we want. But I kinda wish they would make tobacco illegal. Not because it would benefit me in anyway but because I am an anarchist at heart. Millions of people smoke and if we took that away from them there would be massive riots in the street. Stores would get looted, cop cars overturned, Walmart would burn to the ground! Sorry I got a little excited.
On the other hand I do approve of the way our government has been handling smokers over the years. They have taxed the hell out of cigarettes and other tobacco products and I say good for them. It boils down to, smoking is bad for you and so is drinking alcohol (another product that has been taxed to death) if we want to be a more socialized country where everyone can afford to get health care, it makes sense to get the money from the people we know will need it down the line.
Well, I will keep trying to be smoke free and I will keep posting my progress. If you quit hearing about my progress then you know I am probably sucking butt, literally.
P.S. Watch the film "Thank You For Smoking," it brings up allot of great points on both sides of smoking issues. It's also a great movie!

Sunday, April 26, 2009

The family that hates together stays together.


I like to rant and rave about stupid shit ALL THE TIME! I also have a daughter who is seven years old at the moment. Allot of the shit I say is over her head and I think she learned to just ignore me anyway. But yesterday we were watching TV and a commercial came on that said if everyone in Washington state would pay there bills online then we would save so and so many trees per year. Well I do pay all my bills online but the stupid fuckers still send me statements and other random shit on a daily basis. So now I'm thinking about all the other junk they send me in the mail as well. Once or twice a week I get a newspaper type add in the mail that shows me what groceries are on sale at my local supermarket. So I tell my lovely daughter that everyone has to eat and to get food and that most people have to go to the store.
She agrees.
So I tell her that once at the store you can see what groceries are on sale as you walk down the isles and that most stores now have a card that automatically gives you the sale price when you check out.
I see a gleam in her eyes now.
SO WHY THE FUCK ARE THEY WASTING RESOURCES AND MONEY ON SHIT PEOPLE ARE GOING TO FIND OUT ANYWAY!
She fully agrees with me and I can tell that she is seriously contemplating the idea in her head. I'm so proud, someday maybe she will be as cynical and spiteful as myself.

Poetry?

Sometimes I come up with thoughts and I go to write them down and they end up looking more like poetry than just some notes I decided to write down. Some people may think that's a gift but I think it's gay. I'm not saying people who read poetry are gay (gay stupid not gay homosexual, I have the mentality of a nine year old, but I'm anything but homophobic) I just don't care for it. So I write this "poetry" down on my iPages and then hide it away somewhere on my computer where it won't be to easy to find. Kinda like a porn stash. He He! I'm gonna be brave and post some of it to my blog. Please don't be to critical.

Question:


In such a large area filled with so much or so little, (it doesn’t matter) what do I matter?

I am just a speck of such infinite smallness that no one sees me or could see me if they wanted too. 

Do I have a function? 

Is there a reason this speck has a consciousness? 

Can I be seen because of it? 

Does it ripple, sending waves through other specks, growing larger demanding to be seen? 

And does it help? 

Is it the same with the others as it is me? 

Do they ripple sending waves crashing into each other causing such a commotion as to say “ We are here, united as one, we demand to be seen!”? 

I don’t think so. 

As far as I can tell we are united in nothing. The waves of consciousness threaten to destroy each speck rather than unite them. Far more probable to me is; I’m the only conscious speck, surrounded by so little in a place full of so much. 

No one will ever see me.