I hate Fiona Apple

This just in, people's intelligence level actually drops on Wednesday. No, I don't have any scientific proof, it's in the really strong theory category right now. But I am not having a good day, and here is an example.

I received an email today, from a co-worker, who asked for instructions on how to forward an email. Seriously. I replied with, "you open the email, click the forward button, click send." Apparently that wasn't what they needed, but it was exactly what they asked for.

What did all of that have to do with Fiona Apple, you may be asking. Fiona Apple drove her cargo van, going 70 miles per hour, into our car, which was at a complete dead stop, back in 2001. Stay with me, this all relates to me having a bad day.

Am I rich, now? Do I have horrific lingering back pain issues?

No, (no great pay off for the totaled car) and yes (tons of pain). Unfortunately for me, it was not the Fional Apple. It was a 17 year old blonde girl who had the misfortune of having the same name. This little cutie (I say that with dripping sarcasm, as the cop decided against ruining her one year old perfect driving record with a nasty ol' ticket, due to her being so darn cute) giggled throughout the whole thing, despite the presence of injured people around her. And, to top it off, her and her two male football player friends, didn't bother helping anyone get their cars off the road, because... well, because their van started just fine, they were too busy giggling, and she was too darn cute to be doing physical labor.

So, back to me.... The doctor who has been seeing me recently, due to new backpains, decided that instead of finding something that would work for my pain, he would pawn me off on a physical therapist. Which would be great if physical therapists carried around magic wands. So, if my writing seems a little bitter, or sporadic for a few days, blame Fiona Apple.

Gender questions and tagging.

LBseahag, from Jinx the wondercat, asked the intriguing question, if I was a boy or a girl? After scanning a few of my recent posts, I realized that I hadn't written anything specifically that would let you know. The only real clue may have been my profile pic, but if you go by profile pics, then LBseahag is a gorilla, and although gorillas have learned sign language, I don't think they have quite mastered the art of blogging. (That would be interesting, if they learned some more words, or incredibly boring, who knows?)
Bobby is a gender neutral name, and even other people named Bobby don't follow the gender spelling rules, Bobby was a guy, Bobbie was a girl. Not anymore.
So, the answer is.. SPOILER WARNING for those who don't want to know.
I'm a boy.
Hence the disturbing image of me in a nursing outfit (see highlights in previous post.) I thought it would be funny and might cheer him up, but I just don't think I can pull it off.
Also, while tying up loose ends, I got tagged with the "7" list, answers below. The question about the opposite sex may be funnier now that you know I am male. (I also got tagged with the idiosyncrasies one, but I haven't finished it yet.)
Plan to do before I die
1. Retire, with money.
2. Have a kid. (Not actually have a kid, oh you know what I mean.)
3. Take a vacation where I completely and totally don't have to worry about money.
4. Get over my obsession about not liking odd numbered things. (Hence, I have changed this to 6, instead of 7.)
5. Record a "video tombstone" message that people will not forget.
6. Skydive.
Things I can do
1. Remember obscure facts, but only by not remembering anything important.
2. Pee Wee Herman impressions. (the verbal kind, you sickos)
3. Speak in front of large crowds without soiling myself.
4. Let my cell phone ring and not answer it, which some people seem unable to do.
5. Take large doses of xanax and still function.
6. Spend large amount of time with my honey and my dog and be completely content. (Mostly)
Things I can't do
1. Eat anything that ends in -ese. (Seriously, except cheese on pizza, no cheese anywhere else.)
2. Sing well.
3. Cook.
4. Stop smoking.
5. Quit while I'm ahead.
6. Deal with ignorant people.
Things that attract me to the opposite sex
1. An attractive single brother.
2. An attractive single male best friend.
3. Good shopping skills.
4. The desire to buy me things, without expecting anything in return.
5. Breasts. They're pretty and cushiony.
6. Pony tails. I love pony tails.
Things I say most
1. Howdy!
2. Just kidding, just playing, not really, etc.
3. Oy!
4. Can I bum a cigarette?
5. Drinks everyone?
6. I'm seeing someone, so.... no. And I wouldn't do that even if I was single.

My lawyer has advised me to not answer the celebrity crush question on the grounds it may further incriminate me....I was not stalking. Geez.

Bobby's World Highlights

1. Laughed at some new work related acronyms, like the "PIG team". (Seriously.)
2. A rumor got back to me (that I started), that a work acronym that ends in PS (and stands for Personal Success) actually stood for pissy salary.
3. Scrambled the results for the online conference room locator, so that the maps took people in opposite directions of where they needed to be. Changed it back after a while so I could blame it on a "system glitch".
4. Wondered briefly if I should buy a nurse's uniform to wear while taking care of Justin after his surgery.
5. Decided against nurse outfit after disturbing mental picture popped into my head.
6. Decided that Human Resources people should not have Dilbert paraphenelia in their offices. (Ha ha, I'm funny and can laugh at myself, and by the way, you're fired.)
7. Started a list of my character flaws, but stopped at number one, which is "Extreme dislike of acknowledging my own character flaws."
8. Decided to stop my highlights for today at #8 again, couldn't decide if it's because I really only have 8 highlights or that I am lazy and don't want to type ten. (Up yours, David Letterman.)

Drain Bamage or Just Monday?

Ok, so I am totally brain dead today, but I think I may get better once I escape the confines of work, let's hope so anyway. I did manage to respond to some comments, and this makes a wonderful time for me to read everyone else's posts, so I am going to sit back, read some of my favorite blogs, and oh, work a little if I can fit it in.

What the deuce? Puffy in action....

Our roomie wanted to watch the VMA's, so I thought I would post some comments. I can't promise I will stick with it, but if I don't, you will know why.

I'm pretty sure Billy from Green Day is dying his hair black. It's probably turning gray, how old is he now?

Big intro, but not all that interesting. They need to learn something from the movie awards, the movie spoofs are sometimes hilarious.

Puff, you can't say "They call me Diddy". You told people to call you Diddy. Big Difference.
Kelly C. wins Best Female. Yes, trite pop music, but killer dance mixes and I like her. And some rap guy I've never heard of until this week, when he said rap was too homophobic. Good for him.

Commercials. Including one about everything that you hear isn't true, like MTV doesn't play music. Maybe they count MTV2 as well.

Missy Elliot has dropped some more weight, co-introduces Ludacris and Bobby Valentino, one I have heard of.
Puffy finally does some hosting without rapping, but does mention he does everything with class. Since when? Oh wait, he's cussing up a storm to prove his point.
Introduces Kirsten Dunst and Orlando Bloom, flash of Paris Hilton looking bored in the audience. Me too, Paris. Me too. Best Rock Video goes to Green Day, who opened the show, big surprise.

Smoke Break

Secret performance, from MC Hammer?!? Give me a break, notice Puffy said Secret performance, not "Special."

I guess they kept it a secret so the ratings wouldn't plummet.
I think I am turning the television to Family Guy. Not before I see the Simpson sisters coming on stage, that cemented my decision...

Lazy Sunday Mini-Post

I added a few more blogs that I found I've become addicted to. If I added you, you better update, I grow co-dependant quite easily and quickly. The pic is for "Not yet a wino", I saw your pic and site and knew it was for you.

On a completely unrelated note, I just saw a commercial for 7th Heaven, which I honestly didn't know was on the air anymore. I think when they end that show, they should hire Quentin Tarantino to direct. It would be a good way to end.

Someone sent me the link to Trump's blog, which made me laugh. Not because he was funny or anything, because it was so lame. Carolyn would have a much more interesting blog, I'm positive. Does anyone know if she has one?

I then came to the realization that Carolyn is on my list of women I would have sex with. Not sure why, but she is. Then I got slightly depressed when I realized that Carolyn wouldn't be impressed she made my list, even though it's a short list. Life just goes around in depressing circles like that sometimes.

I would so rock her world, though.


I have to stop now, I just used the phrase "rock her world." I need rest.

The Color of Mermaid Crap.

So here is one for the books. What do you say when your roommate paints the great room a horrible shade of Underwater Adventure Teal? It looks like the little mermaid came in and shat all over my walls. When I walk into the room I start holding my breath, and I pick up the pace to cut through to the kitchen

I lack the part of my brain that screens out inappropriate words, so I know if I say something it will be rude. What's a nice way to tell the roommate that life is not better down where it's wetter? Take it from me...

Today in Bobby's Word

1. Decided to use the Bobby's world logo whenever I post highlights.
2. Wondered briefly if anyone cares anymore that I am using the Bobby's World logo without written express permission from it's owners. (I sometimes broadcast baseball games without permission as well, but don't tell.)
3. Explained to someone what the snorkels were and
why the snorkels weren't considered "nasty" when I was a kid.
4. Resented fact that that the only crazy thing Rugby Mike did after we moved in was to call himself Rugby Mike.
5. Wondered if the new person moving in will have their own nickname for themself. I am hoping for someone who puts "Fun" in front of their name, like "Fun Jack" or "Fun Lisa". But they better be fun.
6. Spent time for a few friends playing therapist, which has no where near the enjoyment factor as playing doctor.
7. Realized I couldn't be a therapist, apparently I was born with no empathy. I could be a pet psychiatrist though. I think I would be good at that.
8. Decided I couldn't live in an apartment building with a shared porch. I want the ability to tell people to get the hell off of my porch when I am done with them.

Would you like a snack with your constant erection?

First, I'll admit it took me a few minutes to think of the title of this post. I wanted to include a word that would definately pop up in the search engines without being too offensive, I settled for erection as it pertains to the post. Constant erection makes it sound even more intriguing. Anyway, on to the post.

I updated the side bar with a few more blogs I have grown to love or that make me actually laugh out loud. Most of you reading these days already are aware of them, but for new people, you really need to know about them.

I spent an hour reading MadMan's blog about the disgusting girl he works with, and it made me remember a repressed memory, thanks madman. Anyway, I used to work with a girl, Dawn, who is probably the most disgusting girl I have ever worked with. I want to give you only one example, as it's amusing while being slightly disturbing as well.

Dawn was in her late twenties or early thirties, it was hard to tell, and one of the only pieces of personal information she wouldn't share. She lived at home, as she didn't want to move out until she got married. (She was going to be at home for a long, long time.) Her father got a penile implant, that went wrong, and they couldn't afford to fix it. The problem caused the penile implant to stay fully erect all of the time, without causing any discomfort to her father. As Dawn explained this to me, (I made the early mistake of asking "How are you today?" which I promptly dropped after this story was told to me), she then included the fact that her father's misfunctioning penile implant really bothered her, because her father was very affectionate, and still liked Dawn to sit in his lap.

Somewhere in the middle of hearing how uncomfortable it was for Dawn to sit in his lap while her father was stuck "at attention", and how she couldn't stop because it would hurt his feelings, I kind of tuned out. I think it was a self defense mechanism that my brain had. The sentence that brought me back to her was "the sad thing is that my mom can't even enjoy my dad's condition, because she has a continuous yeast infection like I do."

I had to skip lunch that day.

It would be the first of many lunches I skipped while working with Dawn.

A non-disgusting thing, but funny, was that her parents stocked vending machines, and when the candy would expire and they had to remove it from the machines, her parents would offer the expired snacks to Dawn and her family for a discounted price. Not free, discounted. And Dawn was appreciative that they did this. If my parents ever offered my discounted and expired snacks that they would have to throw in the trash otherwise, I would have laughed or been offended, or both.

I moved jobs, but former co-workers would send email updates, which occasionally amused me, but most often disgusted me and made me feel sorry for them still having to listen to Dawn every day. I haven't run across someone that disgusting since, and hopefully never will. I will live vicariously through Madman's blog. Thanks Madman for bringing back these memories.

Random Rants

To the co-worker who said my "good morning" reply didn't sound enthusiastic: Where's the rule that says I have to be enthusiastic? Wasn't it enough that I said good morning to you at all? And maybe I wasn't enthused to see you, why do you think you are so special?
To the tree trimmers: You can't change the "No parking - Tree Trimming on Friday" signs to Thursday, on Thursday morning, and then have the police start towing cars. Well, okay you can, and did, but that's ridiculous, and Justin promptly got the police officer involved and explained that the signs were changed this morning. Are you that behind schedule, or are you just jerks who think we can all afford to pay the towing company $150 to have our car returned? If I ever see your car or your tree trimming vehicle illegally parked, you know I am will call to have it towed now.
To the Exact Change Cafeteria Woman who hates anything but exact change. You don't even have to figure out the change, the register tells you, and that is why you were hired. Don't be lazy. And yes, I gave you the hundred dollar
bill the other day on purpose, I was thinking of you when I asked for it at the bank. And I will take a penny from the "Take a penny, leave a penny" any time I freaking want to, that's what it is there for.
To the conventient store worker who applied to work at my place of employment, I was not personally responsible for you not being hired. Quit giving me nasty looks and crappy service, just because you didn't pass the interview. If I had known you would act this way, I would have said something to keep you from being hired, I can do that.

There, I feel a little better now. Thanks for listening/reading. The next post will be happier. (Or at least I intend for it to be, now. Things may change, check your local listings.)

Today in Bobby's World

1. Saw the blood mobile people, all five of them, take a smoke break. Wondered if their boss knows they smoke.
2. Realized that the barriers they put on public computers at my work, for people to view their online check information, made it real easy for them to play games and view porn instead.
3. Decided to play games and view porn at one of the public computers instead of my desk, where people can walk up and see what I am doing.
4. Asked Security if they could zoom in on my car with their cameras to see if I left my lighter inside.
5. Listened to someone complain that their friend wasn't hired because they got a bad reference, fought urge to tell them it was really because they failed the hiring test (based on 6th grade English and math skills).
6. Felt better after someone ticked me off by telling myself they would rue the day, because they would get blasted on my blog. (Yes, when I talk to myself, I often use words like "rue".)
7. Decided to use "they will rue the day" or similar variants at least 10 times today.
8. Got strange looks and reconsidered number 7, after explaining that the I.T. department would rue the day they changed one of my databases without asking. (They will rue the day they did that, just not sure how yet.)

Smurfing Good News!

I mentioned before how I always try to come up with new answers at work for "How are you today?" because I get tired of saying "Great, how are you?" all of the time. So amongst my plethora of answers I use, sometimes I say "I'm smurfy!" or "isn't today just a smurfing good day?" to people. It's amazing the reaction, I didn't realize how
many people don't know who the smurfs are.

All of that will change soon. I am not kidding here, but a trilogy of movies (yes, three of them, the first being in 3-D), about the Smurfs will be coming out. The first is planned for 2006 or 7.

Smurfin Cool Link
Make any page a Smurfy Page here
I tried it on my blog, it was smurfilicious and made me laugh my smurfin butt off.

My first spam comments.

Along with the good comments, have come, the spam comments. SO, sorry if it bugs you, but I added the "word verification" to the comments.

And the blog tracker at seo-blog.org crashed more than it was up in the first 24 hours, so I changed to site meter. If anyone knows a better one, let me know.

Big Bro is on tonight, they have gotten so b*tchy this season, it's like watching an episode of my friends sitting around talking about each other. On the nights I can't hang out with my friends, it makes me feel good.

Was it good for you?

As Anna so eloquently put in her comment, my comment cherry has been broken. Yes, comments are now rolling in, figuratively speaking.

Now the pressure is really on me, heh heh.

Here is another example of how strange Richmond & Virginia is....
Some bright person let an alligator loose in a local river, and after several attempts at catching it. the local authorities decided to "study" the situation, utilizing tax dollars to the fullest. Meanwhile, a local fisherman accidentally pulled the alligator into his boat while fishing. Startled, as I imagine most of us would be, he started hitting the alligator with his oar, eventually killing it.

After the suthorities sent the dead alligator away, they discovered it was an endangered species. So now, the Federal government and the local authorities are pursuing charges against the fisherman.

Yes, I typed it right. Hopefully they will realize how idiotic they are being, if not, I will be starting a fund for the fisherman to be able to hire a lawyer.

And finally, one last example for today....
This is an old, but still on the books, city law in Richmond: It is illegal to flip a coin in a restaurant to see who pays for a coffee.

My new picture

Ok, I know South Park is old news, but I needed a picture of myself for online stuff, so I created a South Park icon that closely resembles me. (I'm a bit taller)
I moved it to the profile section to the right.

Spiders

We have an infestation of spiders, and after I was bitten by a brown recluse spider (they're poisonous if you didn't know), I hate spiders. Justin hates them because of my spider bite, and for other obvious reasons. But they are all over our front porch, where we smoke, and they are aggressive. They drop on you when you walk beneath them. I know they are good for the envionment, but....

Not enough Bobby's

Had an email a few minutes ago, asking why I posted the picture from Bobby's World, the old Howie Mandell cartoon show. I am not a Howie fan, in fact, I didn't think this was possible, but I find him more annoying now than I used to. But after doing a Bobby search, if you remove the sports category, there's not a lot of famous Bobby's.

There's Bobby the talking Parrot, who has his own website.

And there's the most famous at the moment,
Bobby Hill from King of the Hill.

(Don't even ask me to include Bobby Brown on my list, I am ashamed he has my name.)

One of my first ideas for a website was going to be Bobby's World, but Howie went and stole it, which was bad karma and why he is less than a D-List actor now and has to act the way he does to get any publicity. But I guess if I had gone with Bobby's World, Verbal Vomit may never have been born. So I'll try to get over it.

Highlights from Bobby's World

Today's Highlights from Bobby's World.

1. Realized I've never seen any girlfriends for Snap, Crackle, or Pop. HHHmmm....
2. Decided my almost week long break from bourbon is officially over tonight.
3. Decided I may have a problem since #2 made me so excited.
4. Convinced myself that the week off proved I don't have a problem.
5. Created three new walking routes to the smoking area at work, so the same people wouldn't always seem me
going there.
6. Started carrying a red folder around work with me to look like I am doing something important, and to make
people nervous.
7. Remembered to water my cacti. (My co-worker used to remind me, for the past 5 or 6 years, but she moved offices
and doesn't remind me anymore. It's a lucky thing I decided on a cactus.)
8. Decided I spend too much time recording my highlights, so I am not posting a number 9 or 10 for time management purposes.

Back from my blog-free weekend

You won't be able to guess how many times I sat down to write something impressive, funny, interesting, etc. On my blog, and then canceled out before saving it. Occasionally I just have an un-inspirational weekend, creatively speaking.

But now, when I am back at work, the creativity will flow all day, distracting me from work, and keeping me coming back to the blog.

Got a comment on the last post, thanks Spinning Girl. While I have had some emails from the long time Verbal Vomit fans, not many people have posted. It really does give you a sense of satisfaction that others check your blog out occasionally, or find it slightly interesting or amusing. which I will promise to be someday, really!

I do have some stuff to post later, after I set up my desk to look like I am extremely busy for the day.

Gullibility

If you like random facts, like this one:

The U.S. population spends more than $10 billion on temporary tattoos.

And you don't need any proof it's correct, check the gullible info site out. It has some facts that made me chuckle, like 18 percent of licensed drivers say they don't know how to parallel park. (Which I think is a little low, now that I live in the city and watch people try to paralell park outside of my house.

Busy Rehearsing

I had heard about video tombstones before, but they apparently have regained popularity, it was on the radio this morning. You can record a video that would play on your tombstone for others to see and listen to.

I know it's a rainy Friday, because now all I can think about is what my video should be. I am working on the script now, and imagine that once someone creates awards for the best tombstone video (you know they will, and they will be available on the net somewhere), I will want to win one.

I don't know if I will post anything about my tombstone video, as I of course will want plenty of people at the premiere, I mean my funeral.

Life as a Box

I actually have a lot of stuff to talk about, but I wrote it in a file I left at work, so hold on til tomorrow.

Until then, check this site out. IT's bizarre, but funny.

More about Richmond....

Ok, not all of the people involved in this insanity were from Richmond, or even Virginia, but this is the kind of attitude that
is common around here.

Come on, I know a laptop for $50 is a great deal, but they were 5 years old, used to the limit, and even if they were brand new, can't people act a little more civilized? The high schoolers that had to use these for the past 4 years are probably laughing their butts off.

And no, the Watermelon festival was just like it was described in my previous post. I don't like Watermelon enough to walk around a street with 100,000 other people in the 100 degree heat. Does anyone really?

Richmond, argh.

Ok, so I spent a majority of my life in Austin, Texas. No, it's not like Texas you see on television, more like Austin Real World on MTV. There was always something fun to do, and interesting people, and a laid back atmosphere. (Don't get me wrong, if you stepped out of Austin, you were smack dab in the middle of Texas, but if you stayed in Austin, you were fine.)

Anyway, Austin always had cool stuff happening, Rattlesnake Roundup, Eeyore's Birthday Party (an excuse to party, but a creative one.) So today, in Richmond, we are having the "Watermelon Festival".

Yes, you read it correctly. An area of town with lots of shops, closes off the streets, and people walk around, shop, and eat watermelon. What else, you ask? Well, we went a few years ago, and that was it. Will I be going today? Probably, we live right by it and can walk to it. I will post more later if anything new was there, or to make fun of it more....

Today's Highlights

If you follow any of my links in the posts, you've seen another "highlights of my day", which I am going to shamelessly borrow....

1. Had hospital receptionist ask Justin if I was his dad. (Because of our insurance card, not because of how we looked.)
2. Watched Big Brother. (That's how bad today was, Big Brother was a highlight.)
3. Listened to former best friend lie again, even though he should know I know he was fibbing. (This is a highlight, seeing how stupid people can be.)
4. Added highlights to my blog, which hasn't worked out well so far...

Wow, not many highlights... SNL or Madtv better be freaking funny tonight, or I am going to be pissed.

I'm not apologizing

The airline got our other two bags to us, by way of a fourteen year old mute boy. Okay, he wasn't mute, he was just "socially challenged". The door knocked, I opened it, and this boy is just standing there.

I say "Yes?", and he says he couldn't park.

What? I asked what he meant, and he repeated that he couldn't park. I don't think he is even old enough to park, or drive. So I finally say, "who the hell are you?" and he says his name, which I have already forgotten.

So, I have to get more info, which I do by asking "What the hell do you want?" Remember, I was in a bit of a bad mood, see previous two posts.

He finally gets the fact out that he has our luggage. To which I replied that particular information would have been helpful about five minutes ago.

Anyway, his dad, who was driving, repeats that they couldn't park. I didn't care. So I signed for the bags in the middle of the road, which distresses the man and his boy greatly.

So, is everything okay with the airline? Hell no. But on the more positive things, like, oh, i don't know, another ER trip today, to the crappiest hospital in town, with a doctor who (when his head was pulled out of his ass) was a complete homophobe.

Anyway, things are a bit better now, we're at home resting, and hopefully Justin's shoulder will hold out until we can get him to a real doctor.

American Airlines STILL sucks

Ok, two of the four bags showed up. Where are the other two? Hell if we know, they may show up tonight. We went through 5 people before we even got an apology.

Argh.

But, to make it all better they offered a whopping $50 coupon. (There were three of us flying, so that's around fifteen bucks a piece, which doesn't even pay for the extra DAY of parking we paid for while trying to track down the bags.)

I always thought that rich people were being a bit excessive for buying their own jets and planes, but now I see their point.

American Airlines Sucks

Yes, I am using the real airline's name. They made us almost lose a flight, lost our luggage, and were really rude assholes. (Except for one Flight Attendant, who gave us extra chips, since we didn't have time to eat between flights.)

I am too mad to write anymore right now, but more later.....

in the money....

ok, so I was at at this poker site and went from 25 dollars to over 600 in an hour or so. ((No, I didn't have anything better to do, thank you for asking)). Anyway, before everyone freaks out, it was play money, that would never happen to me with real money. Trust me, I know. But it was fun, and slightly addictive.

I did learn that people can annoy me there, as much as in real life, or anywhere on the net, for that matter.

less than 48 hours til we will be in san francisco, yea!

wow, i really didn't have anything to say, but i am off to watch more stupid people. It's called Big Brother. heh. really, i can't help it.

The Casual Friday

The Casual Friday is new to me, but after a quick read through, I actually laughed out loud a few times. Check it out while you patiently wait for us to get back from the trip.

Don't it just figure?

Ok, so I got to the store this morning to fix my coffee, and get some smokes, and after getting to the counter, I didn't have my card to pay. It's not Monday again, is it? But, just one more day after today and we are on our way to San Francisco.

So that made me feel a little better. And don't worry, those of you who know me well, know that I am not a nice person without smokes and caffeine, I got both once I got to work, so no one was hurt. :)

IF I don't get to post again, see you all next week!

Impressing myself

I have impressed myself. Really. Some of you probably think that impressing myself is an easy task, I do think highly of myself, but it isn't easy for me, really.

However, I just noticed how many posts I have been doing lately, and on the topic of quantity (not quality) I have been doing well. I will work on quality later.

But don't get mad, this Thursday is when we are leaving for San Francisco, and I don't plan on taking the laptop, or finding places to blog from, it's a vacation people. So if you notice a week without me, standby, I will post about our trip here or on the other blog you can get to by clicking my profile button somewhere on this page.

And by the way, some people are upset when blogs don't link anywhere. People, sometimes they don't need to. If I talk
about something, that doesn't mean I need to link to a site about it, for the most part. When the time comes, I Will
link, I do know how, but until then, if I talk about something, and you need more information, try
using this or maybe this? Those should help.
And if I start ranting about something specific, I will try my best to link to the original source, although you
people should really just trust me. :)