I love my Job

I am not a bad person. I like many things pedestrians like unto you do. For example, dancing with the stars i love because it's the only show that my wife lets me watch with out shielding my eyes to the blatant partial nudity of some of the female dancers. I could say the same about Americas next top model but those chicks are a bunch of ugly banana face ducklings that need over one million dollars of lighting equiptment and 9,000 shots to look half way human. I'm off topic, my apologies. I love my job but some of you may hate me after this post. I evict people. I am paid not to care about the lives of those who did not make enough money in these hard economic times to pay their mortgage. 3 weeks ago i kicked out two little old ladies from a home they inherited from their father. ask me if i let one tear glisten on my cheak? NO because i DONT CARE! you know those movies where a family is about to lose their home but they find some magical way to come up with the money and everyone lives happily ever after? Well i'm what they see when the magic did not happen. No this post is not particulary funny in fact if you are laughing you must have no heart... and that must mean we will get along.

This one is for my boy!

Ok everyone if you don't know my boy JD yet, you are missing out on a large piece of your lives, also you must not be my friend or even in my blackberry. I don't blog very often and my boy jd called me out on it this last weekend while we were enjoying fine casual dining at BJ's on the Newport peninsula. Yes this is true that i have not had a post since dec. 11 but what can i say i'm a busy guy and i forgot my password to my own blog hence the not being able to blog and being to lazy to email google.
Anyway this is not about me, its about JD. He is my boy not literally but in the way middle aged white guys say it trying to be black... we are good friends. friends enough to save each others lives. ask him how i saved his live one day its very amusing. In case you don't know my boy like i do, cuz i know that you know that i know you don't know him like i do cuz you aint tight wit him or right wit him because i live right next to him and I never see him. here are few things you need to know;
cancer survivor, tall white and handsome, has a slight crook to his nose (don't worry his mom didn't even notice till he was 21) slept with his door open in college, has the most fantastic collection of shoes to rival ANY modest budget beyatch west of the Mississippi, can drink and does drink multiple Listerine bottles of water during conversation, holds the longest pee record in appt. 16 at the Shelbourn South Tower, if he lived during WWII could have been mistaken for a Nazi due to his suspiciously exact genetic make up of the "mother race," Bought a motorcycle but dose not ride it cuz he bought it broke, Admits he loves Sion Xb's and even bought one for two weeks, to good guitar hero for a 26 year old, looks better bald, and married a hot black chick.... ok the last one is a slight lie but she is from california so she is hot but not black. Shes an illegal immigrant.
if i missed anything it's because it's late and i my mind aint right.

Just so you guys know me and my boy JD are going to be famous bloggers so keep and eye out. pretty much its going to be a semi gangster blog battle between us and it's going to blow minds.

listen to this spit and go ahead and give me a beatbox for full effect

i'm as serious as a heart attack, i just bloged your arteries
my blogs are so sick their aint no healthy part of me

blog-angsta s wat they callin me go head and check the dictionary
my picta underneath labeled "mutha-blogin visionary"

the blogs that i be cookin are nothin short but culinary
the blogs keep goin on and on just call em bicentenary

they be so quick wit they'll cut you up and down your capillary
so blogin sexy they'll be Paris Hilton's next accessory

BOOOM! now thats what i'm talking about