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Changes…

{Originally Posted on Blogger}

Changes…That is what I wish to focus on today. Changes. These days everything seems to be changing. The world seems to be darker in so many ways. The Tsunami Disaster is so unreal. It changes the way we think of things. Before this, we all thought that 9/11 was the greatest tragedy that our generation witnessed. This event has changed the way we view the world.

Changes…Even my job is going through changes. It is interesting to see how people react to change. It seems the older one gets the more they hate change. I have a couple of people who don’t want their cheese to be moved. Yet, when change happens, they will be left in the dust. Time will have passed them by. I can tell you my boss is a better person that I am because corporate training tells me to get rid of the resistance to change.

Changes…Even my team, The New York METS are going through huge changes. By signing the this year’s biggest free agent Carlos Beltran. I have not been this excited about this teams since they signed Mike Piazza sooo many years ago. I am even considering going down to NY to see a few games. That would be a BIG changes since I don’t go down there anymore.

Changes…I know that I may have risen a few eyebrows to my comment about Scott Peterson. I don’t think he should die. Think he should rot in Jail for what he did. So If I were the judge, I would sentence to him to life with no possibility of parole. Not only that…He should be assigned to GEN POP in a Maximum Security Prison where he will room with a big black buck named Mr. Zero.

Changes…So I was told today by a good friend that he cant hang out with me and my wife anymore because his wife doesn’t like us. Now there is no love lost there that is for damn sure. I was civil to her because that is my good friend’s wife, but lately she has felt the need to treat my wife like shit. There is only one person who can treat Josie like shit and that is me (kisses hun). So naturally the dumb bitch can rot for all I care. One day he will wake up and kick her lop-sided ass out the house.

New Year….New Shit….Peace out.

Just Mad…

{Originally Posted on Blogger}

Well, I am back at my own site… I am hoping to make some changes. Just to touch on some issues…

I am glad the Yankees Lost.

I am MAD Kerry lost.

I feel bad about Indoneisa.

Michael Jackson is Guilty Guilty Guilty.

Scott Peterson deserves to live.

The Mets better get Beltran

and Star Wars Episode 3 is only 4 short months away

Peace out…

Mad @ The World!

{Originally Posted on Xanga}

Today, I am mad at the world. I have been pissed off for the 3 straight day. I think it is very amusing that people in this world find it easy to criticize shit they have no clue about. How dumb can a person be to talk shit about me to my wife….like she wont tell me? That blows my mind.

The one thing I take pride in is my job. I love my job and everything that comes with it. Sure, there are bad days, but I don’t complain about them. In fact, I don’t complain at all about my job or the hours I put in. Well, other people feel the need to do this. They (it is really one person..but we shall say “they”) feel the need to complain about their job…the lack of pay…and god knows what else.

Yet, “they” can criticize what I do at work. Yeah, I am angry. I bust my ass everyday. I have been busting it ever since I graduated college all those years ago and I am going to get angry when some person (who has never worked a real job in their life) can talk shit about what I do or don’t do. I tell you all something…there are 2 things in this world you don’t do to me. One…never tell me I cant do something…because I will do it and shove it up your ass. Two…never rile me up…because I will outlast you…and then shove it up your ass.

Just Some Thoughts…

{Originally Posted on Xanga}

Well…well…well. The Yankees got swept by the Mets. I don’t think I need to say more about this subject.

How fast is this summer going? It is already July, which mean that in a few short weeks the students will be coming back. So, basically I need to get all my rest now. Once the middle of August hits…rest and relaxation goes out the window until December.

First topic. Bill Cosby. I have to admit, the old man makes some sense. My only problem is that he is all talk. You can criticize black people all you want. What are you going to do about? I dont think that him having a show called Fatherhood on Nick at Night is going to cut it. Lets face facts, people of color have no one to follow like they did in the 60’s. There is no Martin Luthor King or Malcolm X. Who are people going to follow? Cliff Huxtable? Seriously, He makes good points…but points don’t do anything for people who need guidence.

Second Topic. Kerry and Edwards. As much as I like to think that this is the end for George Bush, I have a bad feeling that he might pull this shit out. He has incredible spin with the press and with most of the wealthy white americans who really rule this country. I want these two to impress me. To dazzle me. I think John Edwards is the best thing to happen to the democrats. He can speak and get his point across without being overly negative. The problem is…George Bush is gonna fight dirty. He knows that he lost the popular vote 4 years ago and he is going to pull out all the stops. I, for one, want his ass out. Bring back Clinton. I would rather have a president that gets a blow job than a president that has no idea what he is doing.

Gates of Hell???

{Originally Posted on Xanga}

Man, I have so much to talk about. I will start with what everyone seems to be talking about these days, Fahrenheit 9/11. I have not seen the movie yet, but I do plan on seeing it tomorrow. There is only one movie I have been dying to see and this is the only movie I planned on watching this summer and that is Spider-Man 2. I know, that’s sounds so immature…but I don’t really care. I grew up with Spider Man, collect his comics, and have been watching the first movie just to prepare for this one. So Michael Moore can wait to get his money. I already know that I am not voting for Bush.
Anyway! What a weekend I had. I got utterly blasted. I tell ya, each time I drink Corona, it tastes more and more like water. Shit…it is the same consistency, because it goes right through me. Well, this party was better than the one that was thrown for me. The reason for that is because of the all day karaoke! Now I am normally not into this, but I will say one thing…enough Corona’s will get you into anything! I found that out in Cancun.

Yes…This is Rick (Rico to you) and I performing “Roxanne, Roxanne”. We keep it real and we only perform in Wayne, NJ or Syracuse, NY.

Well, I have an update on the Parking Nazi situation. I wrote a nice, discreet e-mail to the director of parking services. He called me back to tell me that we will void the tickets. How phat is that? I should call up my 3rd grade English teacher (Mrs. Pressley) and thank her for showing me how to write a business letter.
Ok, weird occurrence of the entire weekend (not me singing). We took a student (Angie) with us to the Garden Swap (New Jersey) so that she can take the train to NYC. So as we are waiting for her train to arrive, 3 white kids come up to us. One asks us if we knew where the “gates of hell” were. WTF? We told them that we did not know and they went on their way…but what the fuck is going on in New Jersey? Is it so polluted that the gates of hell can now be found? Well, I did some research…and the gates of hell are not in NJ (which would not surprise it if was), they are in Russia. I can’t make this shit up if I wanted to…

Parking Nazis

{Originally Posted on Xanga}

Well, if you know anything about Syracuse University, You will know that there is certain departments that live to bleed you dry of money. It does not matter if you are student or staff. Parking Services (or Parking Nazis) has got to be the one area that must have a quota on writing tickets. I don’t really mind if I get a parking ticket…9 times out of 10…I am prolly in the wrong. But, I got 2 tickets in the mail last week both $25 each…for failing to stop at the gate! WTF?
Let me explain something to the layperson that knows nothing about SU. There are parking booths that the Parking Nazis call “gates”. Next to those gates are stop signs. So you are supposed to stop so they can either write you a pass or confirm that you already have a pass. Well, as a staff member, I have a pass…that I pay a lot of money for (and for what? I have to take a bus across campus to get to my building after dropping my car off at a parking lot). Most times, if you have a pass…the parking attendant will wave you by.

Anyway. I get these two tickets, that were written LAST MONTH, about how I (and i quote) “made no attempt to stop at gate or any stop signs”. The best part is I got 2 of these fucking tickets. The other one says I was going at a high rate of speed. If that is the case…how do you get my license number and know that I have a pass? Secondly…why not call Public Safety on my ass if I am burning rubber on campus?

Well I plan on appealing it. So I go to the website and I read the appeal process. So check this out…you can only appeal a ticket 14 days after it was written…they wrote the 2 tickets in MAY…. I got them LAST WEEK. So…I plan on appealing with a copy of the post-marked envelopes…I am not payin because I always stop and wave at the “gate”. I got more to say about these people…but I wont.

All this and the Mets play the Yankees…I hate the Yankees. Especially A-Rod. I am sure him and his lover Jeter have tons of fun in the locker room (yeah…I said it…so what…diary of a mad Met Fan).

Improvements!

{Originally Posted on Xanga}

For those of you who have been reading my entries should know that this site is a big improvement. Less work for me…which is a good thing. I have a guestbook here too…So sign that shit!

Well I am going to New Jersey today. I refuse to step foot in NYC. I know if i do, I will spend money. It is just inevitable. Instead I will be in the Garden State. Home of the worst shit you could ever smell. Did you know pollution was invented in New Jersey? Well, If they did not invent it…they redefined it.

What can I say? I am a New Yorker for life. I am not supposed to like New Jersey. Well my cousin sold out (Yes…Rico…and if you don’t know who Rico is…you will find out soon enough). He lives in Jersey. I should stop right there…his fiancé lives there too. She is Latina…so I know she can fight.

I want to comment on something, I know I can’t spell…as long as we understand…we will be fine. (Yet, despite this I busted my wife’s ass in scrabble 4 straight times!)

Guess Who’s Back?

{Originally Posted on Xanga}

That is right…I am back. My old site was…well old. Like me. I just turned 30 on the 12th. Well I can tell you that I am now starting from scratch. If you really want to see my old site…well I guess I will give you a glimpse…later

I was having trouble with my old blogger and I got sick of it, so I am trying something new. I will, however, include an entry that I wrote that was never published because of these damn issues. So this will be my new home for now. I will still contain links to my original site for shits and giggles.

A lot has been going on with me lately. Had my folks up here from my b-day and father’s day. That went well. My job is stressing me for reason I will not get into, but it does effect my career choices from here on out…and no I am not leaving SU or my current job.
There is a new feature…You can comment on my posts…and the jury is still out on weather I like that or not. Time will tell. Anyway…here is the old post that I could not publish. I wrote this on June 3rd….

It has been awhile…and as I sit here looking at this blank screen with just the words that I type, I ponder the last 30 years of my life. If you don’t know I turn 30 on the 12th of this month. I don’t feel 30…I still feel like a kid. I mean I still watch cartoons (Justice League Rocks!), play video games, collect comics, and any other childish thing that I get kick out of. However I feel wiser and I feel a lot smarter. I have learned a lot in my tenure at Syracuse University. I realized that I learn just as much from the students I interact with as they learn from me.

Today’s post will not be the normal amusement that I usually provide because this is more of a reflection. Don’t get me wrong. There are tons of stupid shit that I witness all the time. For example my damn dogs escaped AGAIN. This time both of them were gone. Fucking Bonnie and Clyde. They end up in someone else’s yard…geez. As I get older I realize I can effect students and that I actually have people listening to what I say…and I tell ya, that is a surprise. I was the type of kid that was pulled at both ends from parents that want to kill each other in a bloody divorce. I was the type of kid that NO girls looked at. I was the type of kid that was picked on because I was small and skinny (thanks to my lovely wife for feeding me all the time…you can call me Buddha now). I was the type of kid that felt that nothing I did or will do ever matter.


Well I was wrong.

What I do…matters. White people in my industry don’t see me coming. They don’t know what to make of me. Is he black? Is he lazy? Is he a thug? No…no…and no. Latino is a new term to people. As if Sammy Sosa is the only dark Latino that ever existed. To most Americans…there are Mexicans…and Sosa. The rest of us are a different version of black. So they don’t see me coming nor do they understand “Preciosa” blaring from my office…

{Editors Note: This was my first blog on Xanga}

Lost Dog…

{Originally Posted on Blogger}

Man, what a weekend I had! I don’t know if today’s post is going to be humorous as the one’s in the past but I will give u a factual depiction of what took place between Thursday and Friday of last week. I got out of work on Thursday and was tired. I needed a nap and like always when I am tired after work I will have a nap for like an hour (that is what happens when u go to bed as late as i do). Like always my wife joins me. But before she did she had to let the dogs out. We let them out for like an hour or two so they can have fun outside. So as we are napping i can hear the wind outside pick up (i.e. the shopping bag effect). Sometimes the gate will blow open and i got restless thinking maybe we should let the dogs in. So about an hour later I go to let Shitty and Biddie in and I see Rocky on the porch waiting to come in. This is normal he does not like to be cold or wet. Rusty on the other had will live in snow and cold. I let Rocky in and I call for Rusty (no answer). I call again…(normally he comes running) then to my horror I begin to realize that the gate must have been blown open. I go to check….and it was!

I tell Josie and we are now shitting a brick. The snow had just melted so there were no paw prints. So we have no idea where he could have wandered off. Now, it was fucking cold that day and very windy, which made us worry even more. So Jo starts up the car as a grab a flashlight and search for this dog. We search every possible area. We live across from Leymone College and we could only hope a student picked him up. After 3 hours of looking I was resigned to the fact I may never see this dog again. I try to fight back tears as I call my friends Scott and Mel (the bat catchers). Mel goes out to help Jo look more as I go to my office to make flyers. Jo calls the ASPCA to report him lost and when i got back we decided on a game plan for the next day….

That night was rough. I barely got enough sleep. All I was think was him being cold in a yard somewhere (it had snowed that night) or him being in someone’s house. Josie also reminded me the night prior that we had not fed him yet, so that made my dreams worse (when I did sleep). Ok, the plan was to put up flyers and then head over the ASPCA. Once my neighbor found out Rusty was gone he help us out by looking for him as well. So we passed out flyers within a one-block radius. Then, I remembered that there is a Animal Hospital 5 minutes from us. Maybe they have seen him or worse a car hit him and they had him. So before we go the ASPCA we will stop there. We walking the hospital and hand the nurse a flyer. She tell us to hold on a minute and they will check to see if he was there…

We wait for seem to be eternity (5 minutes) and she comes back. “We have him”. Oh man, my heart almost stopped. I could not believe it. He was brought in last night. But before we can take him home we had to pay some fees. So she explains to us that we had to go to City Hall to get his license (it expired) and then to Parks and Recreation to pay the pick up fees (Animal Control). So they let us see him. We walked into the back with her and it seemed like a dog prison. All these dogs were bark and going crazy (almost as if they were clanging their cup against the bars like you see in old prison movies). We see his cell…and this dog looks PISSED! Looking at us like we were the ones who let him out. I almost lost it when I saw him. He just looks at me like “What took you so long?”

So there is about 6 inches of snow outside maybe more and it is still snowing. We have to across town to city hall. We venture out and Josie is driving like a mad women (15 mph..WTF???) So we get to city hall and I am sitting in the car as she goes in. I am looking at a guy snow blow the front of the building. What a blow job we was doing. I need one of those. He wasn’t even tired. Shit when I shovel am I all fucked up when I am done. This guy was blowing like a pro. So she comes back and we head to Animal Control. I have to stop her for a moment and ask this question. How is it possible that Parks and Recreation does not plow their own street? Does that make sense to any one of you? So after sledding through the parking lot we finally go inside. We pay the necessary fees and then that guy tells us we have to appear in court! Why? “Well, we have leash laws” So as he says that this black guy walks in and it turns out he is the guy that brought in Rusty…

So he tells us that one of the kids from the college saw him and picked him up. Gave him a bath (fucking dog) and then called animal control. Then he said that Rusty was a good dog and he wont give us a ticket and therefore there is no need to go to court. So we trudge through the snow again…and before we go get him we make a stop at Petco. Get him a new collar….some treats…and a NAME TAG!!! (fucking dog). So we got back to animal hospital and we give them the papers from Animal Control. The nurse, who is not the same one as earlier, says that she needs to fill out some paperwork. She confirms we have the Shitzu. “Well the Doctor took a look at her” Her? Rusty is a male. So she said “oh” and fixes it on the report. Apparently there was a Doctor’s report. The dog came in extremely dirty (WTF did the kids wash him with?…shit?) and he is also blind. BLIND? Lady our dog isn’t blind. “Well the doc said he was disoriented and blind, maybe he got hit by a car”. My heart stopped…maybe that is why he looked so pissed off!!!

The nurse goes to bring him out and we are thinking to ourselves how fucked up this ending came out to be. So he brings out this fucked up looking dog! The poor dog was poorly shaven, looked beat up, man I felt so bad for her. BUT it ain’t RUSTY. So after feeling stupid she gets the right dog. “Oh your dog is much cuter” (you think?) So he comes wobbling out and we are so happy to see him. I can believe that we went through that whole ordeal. We get into the car and he looked tired as hell. When we get home, he sees Rocky and it is like he never left….

Nice Way to Start the New Year…

{Originally Posted on Blogger}

Well, Happy new Year!!! So much can happen in 2 months. Lets see if i can summarize…I went to Florida in December, saw some really cool shit. Been to New York City, saw some really cool shit. Of course I still don’t miss NYC. Some idiot decided to but a Toys-R-Us in the middle of Times Square. So now there is just wall to wall people on the streets…slow people to be exact. Orlando was cool. Went to Universal Studios, what a waste of money. 45 minute wait for rides. Disney is much better. However, They have a “City Walk” that is very cool. We went to the Motown Cafe and to the Latin Quarter. I would recommend both. Also go to see some online friends…and that is always cool.

It was cool to be in a place where it is always 70 degrees…we drove down and back. The entire way back..no sign of snow, until we reached the city limits of Syracuse. We returned on December 29th…and it never stopped snowing until February 1st. I cant how many times I almost busted my ass on the ice of the streets and sidewalks. Now, I love our landlord, but homeboy has no concept of chipping icy stairs. I may need a snowboard to go in and out my apt. I still got ice on my back steps from November. Speaking of ice, I had the one of the worse encounters of my life. We got into a car accident. We are ok, don’t worry. The car is in bad shape, but it is totally fixable. We slid on black ice on the way to NYC. We ran into a truck that had already spun out from it. We were 2 hours away from Syracuse and we get into a accident with an SU student. Go figure.

Well the last piece of info is that we have an addition to our family. Her name is Jasmin and she is Josie’s god daughter (cousin). She has moved in with us from Virginia. She has had some issues down there and we have volunteered to take her in. She is 14 and has enrolled into school. This where I find out how backwards this place is. The school district has told us that she lives too close for her to take a bus. So she has to walk from now on. She live 2 miles away and they want her to walk. Fine if we lived in Sunny Fucking California, but has anyone noticed that we get more snow then Alaska? So they expect this child to walk home from school in -20 weather…I thought that banned smoking crack in the schools? Oh, it gets a lot better! We live down Gennesse St. He school is straight down that road. Why is there no bus that runs down this block. This makes no sense. At least the MTA in NYC made a little sense. Centro makes none! Anyway, the good thing is she i making friends. The first day of class and she already got little chicks calling here,,better yet she got a concert in like 2 WEEKS!!!. Talk about adapting to your environment. She gonna be running that place by May.